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Round three: Semi-finals
Choose which fit goes on to the finals!! (more images under cut)
Komchadluek Awards 19: Harper Bazaar Singapore April:
Komchadluek Awards 19
Harper Bazaar Singapore April
#jeffyfitoftheyear#jeff satur#round three: semi-finals#(sorry we only have one pic for the magazine)
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hi! it’s me coming to be loud in your inbox.
so after us changing our discord pic to *that* goddamn pretty Leon picture, I’m desperate for a 💕 fic for leon!! {kissing somewhere other than the lips}
because god knows that man would be delicious anywhere!!
Only took me 7 months to write this oopsies 🙊 Took some liberties with the request, hope that's alright
so, kiss me
Pairing: Leon Goretzka x reader
Words: 826
Warnings: talk of insecurities, body image, hinting at sexual themes, unedited
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As he’s standing in the doorway of their bedroom, he can see her wiping away the tears while looking at her reflection in the mirror. It pains him that she’s hurting but won’t talk to him about it. Oh, Leon has his suspicions –only one look at the front covers of tabloid magazines and Instagram comments is enough. Pushing off the door jam, he walks into the room, coming to stand behind her. While he is fully dressed and ready to go meet their friends for brunch, she is still in just her underwear. Leon rests his hands on her shoulders, making her look up at him in the mirror.
“I- I’m s-sorry,” she says through sobs, hiding her face in her hands. Her body shakes with the force of her sobbing and Leon’s heart breaks for her. He gently turns her around and holds her close, running a hand over her hair as he tries to calm her down.
“Talk to me, Liebling,” he murmurs. He feels how she takes a deep breath before speaking. She tells him all about the Instagram comments under fanpages, the constant comparisons to other WAGs, how they keep pointing out she’s not skinny enough, not blond enough, not tall enough, not enough.
“I know they’re all lies, but if you hear something often enough, at one point you start to believe them..” she admits, looking up at him. Leon brushes her tears away with his thumbs, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He is trying his hardest to let the anger he’s feeling towards the people writing those comments show. Leon pulls back slightly, lifting her chin up so he can look her in the eyes.
“I need you to believe me when I tell you that I love you just the way you are, my love. Your body drives me insane.”
“And I love you, too. But I can’t stop thinking about what if you meet someone prettier?”
“Impossible. Will you let me show you everything I love about you?” She nods hesitantly but Leon will take it.
“Okay,” he says before kissing her forehead again, “I love your brain, the way you think. You’re so smart, have such a deep understanding of your field and I love listening to you talk about your job.” Leon moves his lips to the corner of her mouth, “I love your smile, your laugh. It’s one of my favourite sounds ever. You get the cutest dimple right there when you smile and it drives me wild.” She chuckles when he places another kiss where said dimple is. Leon smiles and moves ever further south, kissing along her collar bones, “I love your neck, the hollow of your throat. Love how you look in that gold necklace with the single pearl dangling right here,” he murmurs against her skin, kissing the spot between her collar bones. He can feel her breath hitching, her fingers now buried in his hair. “Also love how you look wearing a.. Different kind of pearl necklace,” he adds, revelling in the whimper his words elicit. Kneeling down in front of her, he places several kisses on her stomach.
“I love how soft your stomach is, love resting my head here when we lounge in bed all morning. Also love how it begins to tremble when you’re close, when you’re begging me to please let you cum.” Leon smirks when he hears a soft moan escape her lips. He looks up at her, her teeth digging into her bottom lip as she watches him.
“The same goes for your thighs, your hips, your ass,” he says, trailing kisses up from her knee to just where the seam of her panties ends as he gently squeezes her bum, “Love the way they feel in my hands, love the way they look in that velvet dress you wore at Christmas, can’t get enough of how your thighs feel as you try to squeeze them shut when I’m going down on you. And don’t even get me started on the way your ass jiggles when I fuck you face down on the mattress. Fuck Liebling, the perfect peach to leave my handprints on.”
She’s almost panting now, a needy whine escaping her lips as she clenches her thighs shut.
“Okay, I think you’ve made your point,” she says breathlessly. Leon chuckles, rising back to stand in front of her. His hands come to rest on her hips while she wraps her arms around his neck, needing to stand on her tiptoes to reach. Leon’s hands wander lower, resting on the backs of her thighs before lifting her up, making her squeal.
“Oh, I don’t think I have, baby. So many other things I love about you,” he says, voice deepening with lust.
“But our friends! We have plans, Leon-..” Leon just smiles, kissing the words right out of her mouth.
“Forget about them, about brunch. I’d much rather devour you instead.”
For the six Leon girlies that follow me, hope you like this blurb!
Please let me know what you think, whether it’s just an assortment of emojis or a keyboard smash: I treasure both equally
Wrote this as part of a kisses challenge I’m taking part in this year. Feel free to send in a request or suggestions!
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To begin with, I like Jamie Fraser. I watched OL last year, reading the books at the same time. I must say that it’s a wonderful fantasy!!! But a fantasy, nothing else.
After that, I was very curious about the actor who played him. He is a very attractive guy, tall, good looking and with a very sweet smile.
I consider myself a pragmatic woman and I don’t tend to admire people madly. We all are humans, after all, with flaws and I can’t understand why some people can blindly adore someone.
Well, it’s have been an education to discover your blog ( and some others!!) Blimey!
I think SH is a person who wasn’t very fortunate in his early life, he is an actor, not exactly an A degree, but I can tell many names who are on the super big screen and much worse actors than him, only they were luckier, that’s all.
I’m very fortunate, never had money problems, went to the Uni, got degrees and became a successful professional when 25. Earning enough money, always. Not rich, but traveling, having all the experiences. I wonder how SH went from being almost destitute to travel first class and all that comes around it.
When I read comments in Tumblr, well..
Never mind, but sometimes I wonder why people can be so cruel.
After sending this message I received this additional message (you didn't hit the Anon box on that one but as I'm not sure you want your blogger name out here, I just took the screenshot and left the name out)
So Hi Anon, thanks for your message(s) and sorry for not answering it right away. I just wanted to take some time to answer you.
The way you came to explore things around and about Sam is most likely similar to many others here that follow and read my blog. And the way you consider yourself a pragmatic woman, might be what most people here are as well.
I remember my 'Blimey' when I started to look into things, and that was just around the time Covid hit the world and many things happened in this fandom. It was entertaining but learning about it all was mind blowing as well. A world I never had any knowledge of.
In my younger years, I was a fan of Queen and Freddie Mercury especially, though anything Queen was of interest for me back then. A whole other world as there was no social media and all I could learn was what was written in pop magazines. I pasted all the pics I could find in my school agenda (I still have it) and at the end of the year that schoolagenda grew about 3 times and was held together with tape. And for the rest,I bought all the records, and enjoyed the music. I knew every song by heart.
But this fandom is from a whole other era and nature as well. Social media became a place to say the most horrible things, people would never tell someone at a person's face. It's easy and some people just do not have any filter. In an era where we should learn about communicating it seems we do the opposite. People are more occupied with airing their voice, making their opinion count, and less interested in listening to other opinions, think them through and try to discuss things in a healthy way. Agreeing to disagree or some tolerance for other opinions, is something people are less and less considerate about it seems.
I never intended to start this blog to begin with, but while going along having seen how different opinions were handled, or better said not handled by simply bullying people away or blocking them just because of another opinion, I more or less hoped this blog can be a place where people can differ in opinion, have a place to discuss things in a normal way, without calling each other out or give them names. I don't have an agenda, I do have an opinion sometimes, but it's always subject to change while other or new information comes along or other views on things are expressed. I like to keep a broader view on things and will always say that everyone can form their own opinion and draw their own conclusions from what I report here.
And after all, I don't think anybody should get themselves so upset about a different opinion on this blog or about this actor. There are way more important things in this world that are worth to get upset about. Whether an actor is A list or not, or gets an award or not is not one of them.
SH expressed himself a number of times about his youth, upbringing, you could read his book or just watch interviews about how he traveled the world before he became known for OL. I assume in the beginning going from the less fortunate status (financially) to a very fortunate status, is in the beginning something exciting and a person must feel very lucky about it. Though over the years the excitement wears of and you become used to that status. It doesn't mean you feel less lucky though. But it's not always money that makes you feel lucky or happy, I think.
Anyway, I hope you can stay read my blog and not focus on the negatives in the comments, or on other blogs. If you use the word 'cruel', it's a good thing you're not able to see my inbox from time to time. I really don't get why people feel the need to sent a certain kind of messages. I just don't give them the time of day, they're just childish and a waste of time. It's beyond me why they do so and I decided to not try and understand it anymore.
If I intend anything with this blog, it's something like putting things in perspective. It's never only black or white, there are many shades of gray (no pun intended). But in order to see the shades of gray and every other color, there always will be some blacks and some whites as well.
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here are some more miscellaneous post-ts headcanons but this time we're not going pro teams we're taking a walk on the side of your average working adult let's go!!
okay let's be real do we REALLY think lev is in charge of his own social media accounts bc i feel like that's a dumpster fire waiting to happen
i'm going to say yes because it's funny as hell
he tweets things like "lol i worked with [insert older veteran actor here] today i had no idea he was such an asshole" and gets frantic phone calls from the pr team like three seconds after posting
his instagram is also full of like. really blurry casual pics and just doesn't look professionally curated at all but the fans love him for it
i'm actually super curious as to whether he gets typecasted a lot and if so i'd love to know what it is
i want to say goofy comic relief side character?? so when he gets selected for a serious drama role nobody is expecting him to blow it out of the water but he does!!!!!!
also another thing lev does that gives his pr team a heart attack is when he posts anything vaguely related to his love life. which funnily enough are the only quality non-shitposts he does himself
like you've got the aesthetic silhouettes against a wall, the hands intertwined on a candlelit table, the vague tweets of "so lucky to wake up next to you. wish it would never end <3" and everyone's going WILD trying to figure out who it is
(and, well, nobody is going to notice shibayama yuuki liking the posts amidst all the other pro volleyball players who do, right?)
shirabu's got a rep in med school for having the worst fucking bedside manner of all time
well not really i think he's like. the kind where fellow/older colleagues and such judge him for it and they think that he could stand to be a LITTLE bit nicer but if he works with kids or whatever i bet the kids would actually really like him.
he's dry and straightforward and calm and takes them seriously and treats them like adults. the only thing he does to baby them is dumb down the medical jargon into an explanation they can actually understand
ugh shirabu actually makes me really soft for what an asshole he is
oh but if you're a bitch ass bastard for no reason he'll try to be as snarky as he can be without like. getting reported to hr or whatever
sorry i know this probably isn't how medical professionalism works irl once again i just think it'd be really funny
also can i just say that i think it's the funniest fucking thing that komi became an actor. like where the hell did THAT come from
i feel like he got thrust into doing a role for a class play during cultural festival season and got hooked on it probably? because literally when else would he have the time to get into/practice that kind of shit
that's probably a fun fact he drops during a magazine interview or something LMAAAAO
"yeah volleyball practice took up most of my time, and i never really thought about doing anything else. but then things changed in my third year of high school when i got cast for cinderella . . ."
speaking of fukurodani. yukie and kaori my beloveds
i skipped out on them during my managers post which i regret deeply and dearly so here they are!!
full disclaimer i don't know how sports promoters actually work i'm assuming they promote whatever sports games they are assigned instead of just sticking to one sport only? which means that whenever kaorie gets her hands on something that isn't volleyball she gets a dozen texts from bokuto moaning about betrayal and treason and all that
when kaori gets with someone she meets through work (so someone on a pro sports team) the rest of fukurodani are like "okay but he's a BASEBALL PLAYER" as if being a baseball player is the most atrocious thing a person could be
kaori's like "guys come ON i told him all of you were cool!" and everyone's like "now why in the world would you tell him that"
yukie has a decently popular cooking channel that is loved not for her yummy recipes or her aesthetic filming but because none of her kitchenware matches
she just collects whatever she likes + a bunch of shit that's been gifted to her and while it should make her kitchen look cluttered it's all just very cozy and lived-in
like. all her pots and pans are different colors and themes. no pair of chopsticks are the same. she has a ladle shaped like a dinosaur and a teapot glazed with magnolias on the side
her recipes DO slap tho she and osamu collab a lot
UGH i love them living nice fulfilling adult lives i wish that were me
#hey guys i am. slowly trying to get back in the game!!#haiba lev#shibayama yuuki#komi haruki#shirabu kenjirou#shirofuku yukie#suzumeda kaori#shibalev#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#haikyuu hcs#sou says stuff
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☆ Chocomimi Volume 6 English Translation / Chapter 1
Translated through phone scans and my limited knowledge of Japanese! I appreciate any and all corrections.
This series was a big part of my childhood but localization had stopped after volume five, so I’ve decided to translate as much as I can for fun. I hope someone out there enjoys!
link to purchase this book (japanese only)
Note: comments in italics are words spoken outside of the bubble.
(comments in parenthesis are thought, not spoken)
[comments in brackets are words contained inside a bracket]
This comic is traditionally read right to left, top to bottom.
(skipping over the character pages for now because they’re a lot to translate)
☆ Reading ☆
Choco: It’s autumn, the best season for reading!
Choco: Guys, how about we all read books and write down our impressions of them?
Mumu: okay! Is a fashion magazine alright?
Choco: Can you please choose something that has a story?
Mimi: okay! Is a shoujo manga alright?
Choco: Could you please choose something that doesn’t have pictures?
Mikachin: okay! Is a Japanese dictionary alright?
Choco: As long as you’re using it to write down your impressions…
☆ Recommended ☆
Mimi: Mikachin, I read the book you recommended~♡
(New universe theories)
Mikachin: Really? How was it?
Mimi: (ehe) Difficult to get through, but interesting!
Mikachin: I see. Mimi, you’re very admirable.
Mimi: (honestly, I didn’t understand any of it, but I’m glad I read it anyways)
Mumu: Woah, what’s with the difficulty in this?
Mumu: I’m trying to read it, but it’s impossible.
Mikachin: Is that so?
Mikachin: Should I explain to you the parts you don’t understand?
Mimi: gasp!
Mikachin: Come over to my house after school today. there’s cake, too.
Mumu: huh——- okay, sure.
Mimi: ((I made a mistake!!)) how nice…
☆ The Next Day ☆
Mimi: Mumu-chan, did you go to Mikachin’s house yesterday?
Mumu: hm? I did.
Mumu: The two of us read the book the whole time in Mikami-kun’s room. I got sleepy.
Mimi: (just them alone in Mikachin’s room?!)
Mumu: Halfway through, I fell asleep.
Mumu: Mikami-kun ended up giving me a piggyback ride to my house. He’s really kind, huh.
Mimi: (A PIGGYBACK RIDE FROM MIKACHIN?!!??) AAAHHH….
Mimi: I’d also like to be an idiotic and inconsiderate human being… I envy Mumu-chan... sigh…
Andrew: You’re already idiotic and inconsiderate enough.
☆ Girls ☆
Mikachin: Sometimes I just don’t get girls, y’know?
Andrew: Huh? what happened?
Mikachin: on Snow White...
Mikachin: If a stranger covered from head to toe in black offered you an apple… would you normally eat it?
Witch: here, take this apple
Snow White: oh dear
Andrew: I wouldn’t eat it. That’s way too suspicious.
Mikachin: and Little Red Riding Hood, too…
Mikachin: The wolf was pretending to be her grandmother in her house…
Mikachin: To not be able to tell the difference from a beast to a human… is that even possible?
Red: Gramma, why are your ears so big?
Andrew: That’s just how fairy tales are.
☆ Tears ☆
Choco: Speaking of emotional stories…
Choco: Once in a while, I’m hit with the desire to really want to read one.
Mumu: I know what you mean! The more you cry, the better it is.
Choco: Exactly! I have to read those alone, because tears end up falling from my face.
Mumu: Exactly! And that’s when I snap a pic of my crying face!
Mumu: I like verifying that my crying face is the cutest thing ever~ it’s the photo after I was reading
Choco: Sorry, can’t relate to that whatsoever.
☆ Shoujo Manga ☆
Choco: Mimi, the manga you lent me is so interesting! I really relate to the main character.
Mimi: The protagonist Shouko is really similar to you, Choco!
Choco: Isn’t the transfer student Shindou-kun also a bit like Ando?
Choco: Her close friend Yumi is just like you, Mimi, and almost predictably, Matsuda-sensei is like Take-chan, too!
(The manga she’s reading is called chocomint)
Mimi: [hehe… Choco doesn’t know this yet, but in volume five, Shouko and Shindou confess to each other and find out they have mutual feelings~]
Shindou: please go out with me.
Mimi: [and also, Yumi, the girl that Choco said looked like me]
Mimi: [confesses to her homeroom teacher, Matsuda-sensei]
Matsuda-sensei: You moron!
Matsuda-sensei: I’m going to use this triangle ruler’s 30-degree angle to stab you!
Mimi: [that’s just horrible, honestly…] It seems so depressing...
☆ Bible ☆
Choco: Mimi, what book are you reading?
Mimi: The “How to Be a Good Woman Book”! If you read it, you’ll become a wonderful lady!
Mimi: Ah, it’s essential that a good woman has an attractive lover!
Mimi: I guess I’ll have to study up on the “How to Find a Great Boyfriend Book”.
Mimi: Ahhh… but there’s no doubt that a wonderful boyfriend would also be popular with the ladies…
Mimi: I’ll have to research the "Affair Detection book”...
Mimi: sigh… and I’ll need to read the “Getting Back Up After a Broken Heart Book” after we split up from the cheating… I can’t get depressed now!
Choco: ah... the only thing she’s learning is delusion…
Fashion tips section!
☆ Feelings ☆
Choco: Ando, have you read this too? It’s a book about understanding your pet’s feelings! I borrowed it from Mimi!
Ando: nah, I don’t need it.
Choco: Ahh.. you already know whatever Picho’s thinking, huh.
Ando: Not at all, but…
Ando: Even if we never reach understanding over an entire lifetime, it’s okay. Ando: If that’s how it is, then I’d be pleased just guessing as to how I can make her smile… thinking of my beloved companion day and night…
Ando: Isn’t that the key to continuing to love other people?
Choco: What’s with your dialogue sounding like it’s coming from a master of love?
☆ Returning a Favor ☆ (this is based off a japanese tale called tsuru no ongaeshi)
Bambi: Like a crane who comes to return a favor, Picho turns into a human before your eyes!
Bambi: What would you do?
[One night, Picho had opened the door and returned in the appearance of a beautiful maiden...]
Picho: Good evening...
Ando: That wouldn’t be bad…
Mikachin: Wait, Picho is a girl? I thought he was a guy this whole time.
Bambi: Oh yeah, and Picho’s also a little kid. So instead…
Bambi: One night, Picho opened the door and had returned in the appearance of an elementary school boy with a shaved head!
Ando: Absolutely not.
☆ Heroine ☆
[A great man’s entire life will remain in history through books.]
[His story will be read by all.]
Jin: Wouldn’t it be nice if there were books about ordinary people, not just the greats?
Jin: A book written about an ordinary person’s life from their birth up to their death!
Aoi: Would that be interesting to read about?
Jin: There’s a chance it wouldn’t be interesting, and there’s a chance it wouldn’t have a happy ending…
Aoi: right?
Aoi: (But, if it’s Jin-kun’s book, I might be interested in reading it...)
[If it’s Jin-kun’s book, then I think it’d definitely be happy.]
Jin: look, that cloud is like taiyaki!
[How many pages in it will I appear?]
Aoi: (No, it’s not how many pages… how many lines?…)
Aoi: (Oh…I wonder if I’ll be able to make an appearance at all...)
Jin: You know…
Jin: It’s fine if I end up not reading about Aoi-chan’s life.
Aoi: (I-is it…because it’d be so insignificant?!)
Jin: or should I say, I wouldn’t have to go to the trouble of reading it.
Jin: Whatever happens in Aoi-chan’s life, my eyes will have seen ALL of it, so that’s why I wouldn’t need a book.
Jin: We’ll be together forever, yeah?
Aoi: ........
Aoi: Forever?
Jin: Yep, forever.
Aoi: Even when we become adults?
Jin: Yup, foreverrrrr.
Aoi: I see…
[Then, my book]
Jin: look, that cloud is a heart-♥️
Aoi: You’re right.
[Will surely have a happy ending.]
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Cryptid Crawl!
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[Video starts, showing a young person with dyed pink and blue hair sitting in front of a poster with the words ‘Cryptid Crawl!’ superimposed on a world globe. The letters are colored with a pink and blue camo pattern reminiscent of the person’s hair. In the background of the poster are numerous cartoonish glaring eyes.]
Welcome back cryptid crawlers to the latest entry in our cryptid crawl across the continental US! Tonight, we visit the small town of Amity Park, Illinois. Now, experienced cryptozoologists might recognize that name as the self-proclaimed Most Haunted Town in America. But we aren’t here for the ghosts. Amity Park has much more to offer than just spooky stories - no offense to our fellow paranormal investigators.
I’m talking about the Amity Park Phantom.
Now, you might be going what? Crawly, a Phantom? That’s a ghost! But I will remind you all of the Fiskerton Phantom, which is very much not a ghost and is very much a living creature.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that the Amity Park Phantom is the same kind of creature as the Fiskerton Phantom. In fact, descriptions of the creatures are very different. The Fiskerton Phantom is described as a large, dark-furred cat-like or bear-like animal with pointed ears. The Amity Park Phantom, meanwhile, is somewhat smaller than an adult human. Still big, for an animal, but not that big. Its color, meanwhile, is patchy, but sort of reminiscent of a tuxedo cat, if you know what I mean. But the most eye-catching part of the Amity Park Phantom is definitely the eyes. They’re big. They’re bright. They’re green. And they glow. Lemme show you.
[The video shifts so that the right half the screen is taken up by a blurry photograph. Most of the photo is of a city park, but towards the edge of the park is a black and white humanoid figure. The figure’s face is obscured by a pair of bright green lights.]
Now, we all know the typical explanations mainstreamers and cryptid deniers put out. Alien big cats, native cats with unusual coloration, owls. I mean, you know how I feel about people saying Mothman is just an owl. I mean, come on, man. That’s crazy.
Back on topic.
Unlike most cryptids, the Amity Park Phantom is incredibly well documented.
[The right half of the screen cycles through several more photographs of the same black and white figure.]
Seriously, the only reason it’s still a cryptid and not, like, getting someone on the cover of Genius magazine for discovering a new species - look, an enby like myself can dream, right? I’m hot enough to be on a magazine! - is because all the picture are blurry. Which I posit is because of its crazy traffic light eyes. Also, it’s crazy fast and can fly.
Yep. This boy, girl, or other can fly. Not sure how. No visible wings - not that we can see with how blurry pictures of it already are, anyway. But fly it does. There are lots of pics and videos of it flying.
The Amity Park Phantom also has one other thing going for it that other cryptids don’t get: Official government recognition.
Yeah, I’m not kidding you. The City of Amity Park’s official, serious government position is that the Phantom exists, and not just as a tourist draw. Which is, like, mind-blowing. Most places don’t even recognize Bigfoot. Mothman doesn’t even have this level of recognition, and Mothman has a statue!
You know the one I’m talking about.
[The picture on the right changes to show an image of the Point Pleasant, Virginia Mothman statue, and then a close up of the statue’s butt. It then returns to showing images of the Amity Park Phantom.]
Here’s the rub. The reason the Phantom is still defined as a cryptid and not a real, living organism. Amity Park might recognize that the Phantom exists, but… they think it’s a ghost.
But that’s not true. Sorry, ghost hunters, we’re usually on the same side, but in this case, you’re wrong. Just gotta tell it like I see it.
Let’s face the facts.
One, the Phantom is not geographically bound. Not to Amity Park itself - take a look at these pictures of it, or a similar creature, in Wisconsin.
Two, the Phantom has been photographed and even videoed hanging around restaurants and begging for food, even to the point of flying through the drive-through and getting chased away by this really badass girl - seriously, she climbed out of the drive-through window and chased him off with a broom. Girl, if you’re seeing this and you’re single, look me up.
[Video is briefly replaced by a three-second clip of a young black woman in a ‘Nasty Burger’ employee uniform climbing out of a drive through window and chasing the Amity Park Phantom with a push broom.]
Not ghost behavior.
Three, no matter how many sad dead children you dig up, none of them, not one of them matches Phantom’s appearance or behavior. None. Like, look at this man.
[Photo montage stops on a slightly less blurry than usual picture of the Amity Park Phantom.]
His head is white. That’s white hair. Fur. Whatever. Oh, god, now they’ve got me doing it. Yikes. But you know what’s even more yikes? Trying to use real tragedies to prop up a demonstrably false claim on the internet.
Finally, and I think most damningly, is that you can get pictures of this guy. I have never seen nor heard of a ghost getting photographed this reliably.
Now, can I understand why people might think the Phantom is a ghost? Sure. He’s this funny glowy guy who can fly, and there are some reports that he’s got this active camouflage that would be so cool if it was real, because it sounds almost like invisibility. Finding an organism that can do that would be a big support to crytozoologists everywhere. Plus, it fits Amity Park’s schtick. The whole ‘Most Haunted Town’ thing.
But there’s another reason for Amity Parkers to be so insistent that the Phantom is a ghost. You see, they actually get funding for ‘ghost attacks.’ Yes, I know, it’s weird. On the other hand, they don’t give out funding for wild animal attacks. Well, wait, I don’t actually know that, crap–
[Video cuts, jumping back to the blue-and-pink haired person.]
Okay, yeah, there’s some money for it, but it’s not ghost attack money. God. Anyway. The ghost attack money– I can hardly say that with a straight face. Wow. It’s obviously only for ghost attacks, so. Gotta have a ghost. I am not making this up. It’s on their website!
Now, how much of this ghost attack damage is actually because of the Phantom… eh, that’s hard to tell. Beyond the obvious obfuscation, no one’s ever been seriously injured by Phantom. There’s this fun video someone photoshopped of it robbing a bank, though! No idea why anyone would do that, but, you know. It’s the internet. They got the eye color wrong, though, maybe on purpose, so that’s something. I’ll be putting the link to that video down below if any of you need a laugh.
You might have noticed that this video is nearing its end, but don’t worry, this is not the last you’ll hear of the Amity Park Phantom. Next week, I will be going to Amity Park, Illinois! Personally! If you live around there, you might just see me.
On the other hand, that’s all for this week before I crawl back into my Cryptid Cave - I should really get that trademarked some day - so! Don’t forget to like and subscribe if you haven’t already. My patreon, ko-fi, and socials are listed below. I need money, so don’t be shy. If you have any cryptid stories, photography, or art, don’t be a cryptid yourself, make yourself known and send them in. This week’s contributors are listed in the video credits. See you next week!
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As an anon said in the past, if I were Chris, I would be really concerned about someone apparently from my inner social circle leaking info to blogs about my private matters such as wedding and house. If someone is actually leaking his info, he really should reevaluate his friends and the people he lets into his life (but well, he basically allowed a racist, antisemitic into his life so he clearly isn’t very smart when it comes to that). If the house is his I still don’t feel like he would live there and the decoration doesn’t seem to be his style (or even Alba’s style but she probably doesn’t care about anything as long as she keeps getting attention and we know she molds herself to what benefits her the most). If this house has the name of his trustee, does that automatically make it his? I don’t think Chris is the only client they have.
Also, I read some people saying that the Carlisle house was bought by him in 2018 according to Tara’s page? She more than anyone should protect the privacy of her friend but she’s an attention seeker too so I don’t really have much faith in her.
I also don’t know why would Chris want to have pics of his house in a magazine like AD and then hold back because of “keeping his privacy”, he knows very well what would happen if he did that feature for AD so I don’t buy that shit either. L&D lying about the location seems weird to me too, because the damage has already been done since the beginning of this shitshow, why would they try to “protect” anything now? And if they lie that clearly shows how unprofessional they are and that they only care about the attention as well.
Sorry for the long rant but like everything else in this “happy and healthy relationship” seems the opposite and with a lack of sense
For now, this is the last ask I share about the Carlisle house. Some people in my inbox are going crazy over this topic. Not even their alleged wedding caused whatever this is.
We actually talked about this with a good friend of mine yesterday and how having those addresses on that site is really unsafe. I guess it works for her as a portfolio, but still. She could have all the other details but the address. I think she should've already removed it. However, I still have a hard time believing that anybody from his circle comes to Tumblr to share information about his personal matters, such as his wedding, for example. I always say this and will continue to repeat it, that even DM said that his circle is very tight and that she never really has anything on him or gets info. If somebody from his circle wanted to leak something, they wouldn't come to Tumblr. Neither would Justin. If they decided to betray him, they would want to do that on a bigger level. If somebody comes here and shares legit information about him or his personal life, I'd rather say that's his team, or if it's even somebody closer to him, they do it to plant something; they do it for PR reasons. A lot of rumors start here, but if somebody would leak something or do something to harm him, and not to help sell a narrative, they would go somewhere else, not here.
I also don't think that house is really his style, and I also doubt he would want to move into such a big house. The other MA one isn't one he is currently living in.
My very good friends explained to me that all the houses are owned by the same company but by different trusts.
If this whole thing was about "protecting privacy," having an AD article wouldn't have even crossed his mind. So they did the whole photoshoot, the whole interview, or whatever, and then he was like "Nah, I'd rather have my privacy with this one". I don't think that's how it works. And again, saying "privacy" and "Chris" in the same sentence is, at least for now, ridiculous. Since Alba is in the picture, somehow everything involving her has lost the privilege of being private.
Interestingly, this is the first time L&D cared about the mean comments and DMs they got because of Chrisba. This was definitely not the first time I saw them receive hateful comments because of them, and they clearly didn't seem to care about it, and now suddenly they even changed the location because of that. I don't really think that the privacy and hateful comments/DM explanations are working here right now.
And I'd like to ask everybody not to go to L&D's page and leave hateful comments or send hateful DMs. It's inappropriate; it's a bad thing to do. Leave them be.
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A super famous brazilian tv show just showed where one of the H houses in Italy is, the village has 10 residents, it called Civita di Bagnoregio and they literally showed a part of the house while the reporter was screaming H name outside- all the brazilians fans are crazy/happy with this and the pics we got and I’m just here thinking that Harry just lost a place of privacy he had and I think it’s so disrespectful??? like if he bought a house in a place that only has 10 people living that means that he doesn’t want to be bother with people knowing where he is, and to public exposed his house like this in tv is so stupid… anyway sorry for any english mistake, I said the name of the place bcs it’s all over the internet anyway, if you want to see it just search for “Sabrina Sato gritando Harry” on Twitter or Google, idk if I’m overreacting for this cause all fans are super happy and I’m just like “disrespectful as hell”
Hi, darling. Well, that sounds like an incredibly stupid tv segment. But you don’t have to worry. That house is widely known. Civita is where he did all those ridiculous pap walks on the bridge with Olivia. He’s been photographed in the town numerous times. But even before that, it was published in an Italian magazine when he first bought it. Maybe that’s why he decided to use it for stunting years later.
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The Midnight Kiss
from a thoughtful elriel piece, to this silly fest. Me in a nutshell. sorry guys, I could not find a movie reference for this one nailing the date pace killed me, I wanted to be organic, but not boring, but comical, but not too much, and here comes cass/mor screams into the void so here's a pretty pic of breadticks 😬
Enjoy. Comments are welcomed and cherished :)
Part 5: Not the girl you are used to
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“No.”
“Do you honestly believe you can trick me into saying yes?”
Cassian grinned like an idiot, thumb swiftly skating on his phone keyboard, texting God knows who. “You used to fall for that.”
One would think he wasn’t so interest in the conversation, but Azriel knew his brother, could read the tension on his unstoppable tapping feet, the nervous twirl of the watch on his wrist, the childish attempt to beat him by exhaustion. Azriel ignored him. Cass could try all he wanted, but he was not agreeing to this insanity.
Tablet perched on his knee, he continued to work through a selection of garment choices for the winner of the Revelation Designer Award to choose from.
You see, Azriel didn’t believe in unpredictable events, because that would mean he wasn’t prepared for the “incident” happening, and Azriel was always prepared. In order to be ready, he spent a copious amount of time building back-up plans, which had proven to came in had along the years. His, wasn’t the least stressful way of managing a department, but sure was an efficient one. Needless to say he had nearly to none free time. Cassian, on the other hand, seemed to have a lot to spare, deciding to dedicate a part of his day into trying to annoy Azriel to submission.
Azriel had no interested in satisfying his brother’s current itch. A cunning, blond haired itch, who he also had no intention of getting involved with anymore. That’s why he was using this meaningless reunion - more of a one-on-one with his brother - to look through the strongest candidates’ portfolios, selecting D-Day outfits.
“Come one man, you are not thinking this straight. She’s the hottest model these days, runway elite.” Cassian moved forward, pushing a video of Morrigan in Azriel’s face, braving her latest runway in goddamn lacy red lingerie. Her color. Nope, do not go there. “She’ll be a good addition to our catalog.”
Azriel averted his eyes, crossing a giant ‘X’ in the current dress with a little more strength than necessary, the pen scratching the glass. Nope. He’d not be looking either.
“Hiring her for a sporadic shoot is doable, signing an exclusivity contract is dumb, a waste of money. She’s a runaway model, we’d have to compensate her that, pay her contract breaching, pay her even when she’s not working. You are the money man Cass, you know is not worth it.”
“She’s so fucking hot, tho. Trust me when I say she’ll raise our sales. Who wouldn’t want to see a hot girl getting delivery to their home monthly? Hell, I’d sign our magazine.”
"You don't sign our magazine?"
"Why would I sign our magazine?"
Azriel rubbed his forehead, the familiar pressure of a stress-induced headache making itself know.
That’s why his brother managed the money, not the people. The only people he got involved with, were the ones with an ass he was interested in tapping. And that is why he was pushing Azriel to sign an exclusivity contract with Morringan, as if they were a fucking model agency. Cassian might have the CEO position, but thankfully their grandfather left them the same amount of shares. Over his dead body he’d bring Morrigan closer.
“Marinos isn’t about hotness. We are a fashion magazine, Cass. A collection doesn’t sell itself simply by being clothes, is all about how we display them, the ambience, the models. It’s an art of luring the public into seeing themselves in the pages. We have to be diverse, keep it fresh.
“She is fresh!” Cassian argued, leaving his phone on the small table between them, tapping aggressively on the screen, the video rolling. “Look at her. She approaching that milf zone which makes her extra bangable to horny teens.” He held his hands up, palms flat in the air, making the universal sign of a balance. “They enhance their spank bank; we double our sales. It’s a win-win.”
Azriel slapped his brother’s phone face down, his disdain palpable. How Cass could address to someone, who he claimed to be in a serious relationship with, in such a way, was beyond him.
“You are disgusting. And she doesn’t have kids.”
Cassian laughed. “You don’t need kids to be a milf, baby bro,” he enunciated the words as if Azriel was slow. “You only need to be past a women’s prime, which we all know is in her twenties, and still be freakishly hot. Have you seen Mor? Check and check. We like to pretend they are a hot mom without the burden of a bastard running around.” Cassian winked, taking his phone. “Besides, Mor won’t be working much longer. I counting on you to help me make her retirement transition easier.”
Azriel stiffed on his chair.
Morrigan was doing what?
Bubbling laughter erupted from him, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes. Cassian stared at him as if he was insane. My god, he didn't laugh like this in ages. Morrigan would never retire, she loved her job more than life itself. That girl would probably die in a runway, her stone-cold heart finishing its complete transition into a block of ice.
"Are you having a stroke?" Cassin asked, confused.
“Did she tell you that? Did she say she was retiring?”
“She doesn’t have to tell everything, baby bro. Her man knowns.” Her man thought he leashed the untamable Morrigan. Her man knew shit. “She’s turning 34 soon,” Azriel knew that already, they were the same age, “it’s time.”
"Time for what?"
"For her retirement."
“You are so full of shit. Morrigan won't retire, she loves her job.” It’s the only thing she loves. “She won’t quit. She’ll never quit.”
Cassian slouched on the chair, spreading his legs to assert dominance.
“You are full of opinions about Mor today.”
“We were childhood friends. I believe I can judge her inability to drop her career for a man.”
The brothers have met Morrigan when they first moved to America to live with their grandparents. Their grandma quickly pairing Mor and Azriel in the same classes and extracurricular activities. Cassian was around too, but didn’t had much interest for the younger girl in pigtails running around with his brother. She sure had his attention now, wheater she liked it or not.
“Trust me, Mor is settling down. She has a man now, a provider, no need to tire herself crossing the globe all year long. Don’t give me that face. I’m telling you how man thinks.”
“I am a man.” Azriel stressed.
“You are, aren’t you. For a second there I had my doubts.” Cassian mused, remembering how he caught his brother getting cozy with Elain inside the elevator, their ride from hell…
Cassian scratched his stubble, contemplating the recent changes in Azriel's behavior.
His stoic brother, who could not get along with any women introduced to him, scaring them away with his blunt remarks and cold indifference, had been uncharacteristically catering to the girl who used to eye-fuck Cassian from across the room, giving him sunny smiles and entertaining him with dirty jokes. Now her looks where few and further apart, Elain hiding her snort behind her hand instead of giving him a full belly laughter, avoid responding to his innuendos with something dirtier, as she usually would. An unexplainable queasiness twisted in his stomach.
“Speaking of being a man. You and Lainy,”
"Elain.” Azriel corrected with annoyance. “Her name is Elain, not this ridiculous nasal stretch you do.”
“You and Lainy are close now, huh.” Cassian repeated the nickname to spite him, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the arm rest. “Close enough for you to take her home… mouth fuck under the moonlight...”
“Jesus Christ.” Azriel rubbed his face, wishing to be anywhere but here. “Your vocabulary is superb Cass, keep it up.”
“What? You were the one dry humping the girl in front of everyone.”
“No one was dry humping, your sick fuck. I don’t know what you do in your relationship, but us, normal folks, we can kiss for the sake of it, no hidden agenda.” Azriel was not cut out for the lifestyle his brother led. To kiss and bed anyone without knowing where their mouths and body might have been before? No thank you. Hard pass.
“You seriously dating the girl?” Azriel nodded, once. Cassian snorted. “Bullshit. I never saw you with a single girlfriend.”
Azriel watched his brother, his restless hand. His brow furrowed. Were Cassian and Elain closer than he anticipated? He knew they were friends, but this. This was something else.
“I didn’t see you either, now look at you.” He eyed the shinning gold band on his brother finger. A commitment ring. Ten years and he couldn’t get Mor to even address him as her fucking boyfriend, but one month was apparently enough to date his brother and get a ring stuck in her finger. Her words, not his.
“People will notice.”
“Say it a regular ring. I’ll get you an inconspicuous one.”
“I can’t have a ring constantly stuck in my finger, Az, it will give me tan lines. People will notice.”
“It’s different. I’m chick magnet, didn’t had a girlfriend by choice, fucked plenty of them, tho." His smug was presumptuous. "You, on the other hand, I never saw you with anyone. Why now? Why her?”
Because Elain is capable of shutting my mind down, she rambles so much I can’t hear myself thinking, can’t think about girls I shouldn’t be thinking. Because Elain made a crazy suggestion when I needed a light. Because Elain is the first woman I enjoyed kissing in a long time. Because Elain doesn’t make me hate myself. Because I want to live like a normal man being loved by a normal woman.
Azriel didn’t voiced the answers. None of them were for his brother’s peace of mind. His deal with Elain was private, there was no need to explain the reasons that bound them to Cass.
“You are awfully interested in my girlfriend.”
“Can you blame me? We figured you’d be coming out of the closet any day now. Then puff, you appear with a girlfriend.”
Azriel glared at him.
“I’ve told you, I’m not gay.”
“Well, now I know that. Cousin Rhys will be thrilled to know he won.”
“You and Rhys made a bet on me?" Cassian grinned. "Assholes.”
Hell yeah he bet on him. Azriel had always been a weird kid, full of don’t-touch-me, all worried about wrinkles on his clothes. Plus, the fact that never introduced a single girl to them, never talked about hook up, or dates, or dalliances of any kind was very suspicious. Cassian sat straighter in his chair, an idea occurring to him.
“Wait. Is this one of those fake-dating situations? You and Rhys working together?”
Okay, Azriel had enough. His brother had nothing of important to discuss, and he had a lot of work to do. He collected his things and got up.
“Damn, little Lainy sure is a good actress. I didn’t know she had it in her.”
Azriel flipped his brother on his way out.
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“Marino. For two.”
The girl behind the small reception desk checked her system, confirming Azriel’s reservation.
“Follow me, please.”
Elain and Azriel walked behind the petite receptionist as they quietly moved between the tables filled with families, co-workers, friends, couples. Elain looked down to their joined hands. Azriel had taken a hold of hers soon as they were out of the car, Elain stopping dead in her track.
“What are you doing?”
“Building intimacy.”
“Over here.” The girl lead them to a round table by the window.
Tall framed glass from floor to ceiling, gave them a perfect view of the garden where the structure was built around, a magnificent fountain shooting jets in the sky, water lilies floating unbothered. Azriel pulled her chair and Elain sat down, nervous butterflies beat their wings desperately in her stomach, trying to break free. The girl gave them a set of menus, politely explaining that a waitress would take over.
Elain glanced discreetly at the other tables, trying to figure if theirs was the only one without breadsticks or if this place was too fancy to give them free munchables.
“What?” Azriel asked, following her gaze.
“Breadsticks,” she muttered.
She must have given him glutton vibes, because his eyes crinkled with amusement.
“We can order some if you’d like.”
"You a regular?" He shook his head.
"First timer. Didn't seem appropriate to take you to places I know." Did he want to keep her like a dirty little secret? Would you look at that. Elain was opening her mouth when he said, "I don't want us to make memories in soiled land. I rather start fresh, just you and I."
Elain closed her mouth. Oh, that's actually thoughtful. Her ears pinked on the tips, Azriel returning his eyes to the menu, thick black lashes nearly brushing his cheeks. Elain spied his new haircut, the slight fade on the sides making the perfect shape of his ears stand out, the glossy waves on top combed back in a stylish manner. He looked particularly handsome tonight, reading the menu with the same keen attention he’d give to a report, as if analyzing steak options required a minuntious evaluation of each option presented. Elain got so lost studying him that when the waitress came, she was yet to choose an option.
Azriel made his order with mastery, adding a bottle of wine by the year. Elain was impressed. She generally chose her wine by category; red or white. She fumbled with the menu, grieving at the lack of breadstick or fries. The waitress took pity on her, helping her though the most requested dishes, asking for her preferences in meat, finding her the perfect dish to order.
When she was gone, Azriel said.
“I booked us a hotel.”
Elain gasped exaggeratedly, wrapping her arms around her chest in a fake show of modesty. “How dare you? I’ve told you I’ll marry a virgin!”
The table beside their, containing what appear to be a squad of girlfriends in a night out, threw them suspicious glances, whispering heatedly amongst themselves. Azriel rolled his eyes.
“For the RD Award.” He reminded her. Elain needed no remind, she knew exactly what he meant, and she had no interest in it right now.
“Noooooo.” she let out a long-suffering whine, making him frown.
“Did you want to do that?”
“Don’t talk to me, I’m in mourning.” She used the napkin in her lap to dab the corners of her eyes, fake hiccups to match her fake tear. “I can’t believe I’m dating a man who talks about work on a night out. Lord, why have you forsaken me!”
A couple of snickers could be heard from the next table. Azriel rubbed his neck to mask his embarrassment, because her taunt was reasonable. He’d done it out of habit, used to interact with Elain in work related matters.
Despite is energetic disposition when it came to fashion, Azriel was an introvert who didn’t have much interest in anything else. In the past decade his life could be resumed in two things: Marinos and her. Azriel didn’t like people, didn’t have many friends, didn’t left his house unless he was working, didn’t travel unless he wanted to see her. After having to spend five days a week interacting with his employees, giving orders, creating back-up plans, correcting mistakes and solving endless problems, Azriel was perfectly fine spending his free time napping, eating home-made food, nursing a glass while a documentary rolled on the tv. It's how he recharged his energy. And for the dating department…
Truth be told, Azriel was a little rusty on the dating department. On the rare dates he agreed to go, he didn’t have to speak much, the women pretty content in talking about themselves, batting their lashes at him, intrigued by his silence, which they interpreted as a bad boy persona. They've read him wrong. Azriel wasn’t a bad boy, he didn’t have spare energy to invest in being one. Most times he was simple exhausted, uninterested, heartbroken, trying to distract himself to not think about her, trying to forget the woman who wasn’t a good parameter for quality time either.
Her name still caused him pain.
Mor.
He avoided using it, addressing her by the full name when necessary.
When he was with her, he was her secret, and he had to remain just that, a secret. Back them Azriel did lots of confidential encounters, last minute trips to where she’d be modeling, booking extravagant hotels for the pleasure of her company, appealing to secluded resorts if he wanted to see her outside a room, because their outings consisted in gathering with her friends, fund raisings and galas. Non-committal events that wouldn't put her in a spot she didn't want, because God forbid they were out, let’s say, enjoying a good meal, and someone spotted them.
“Now is not the time. My sponsors don’t like this kind of public attention. You know how prissy they are.”
“I’ve signed a no-dating clause, Az. I’ve told you that.”
“Please, please take me back. I won’t sign the clauses anymore, I’ll demand freedom in my personal life. I’m famous now, they have to listen to me!”
“Stop pressuring me! You are making me look like a villain. Look at everything I’ve done for you! They could sue me for being with you. Is that what you want? For me to be sue? Shunned from the spotlight?!”
“I’m sorry, Az. I’m really sorry. I don’t want it anymore; I don’t want to be a model if I can’t have you. I love you. You are my life.”
Elain rapped her knuckles gently on the table, giving him a worried look.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked gently.
Azriel sipped his water.
“That you are correct.”
Elain doubted. His expression had turned a little wistful, his shoulders sagging slightly. She decided not to comment on it, taking his lead to move the subject forward.
Azriel watched Elain sat higher in her chair, smugness pouring out of her. “That’s usually the case, but I’m glad you are finally admitting.” Her napkin went back to her lap. "Keep that energy when you wake up in the morning."
Azriel chuckled.
In the past, Azriel had judged Elain an airhead. Her eccentric persona and taste for crude jokes was far to similar to his brother’s, who couldn’t read the room to save his life. Cassian though himself the guru of flirting, but his inappropriate conducts had often rendered complains, Azriel having to arrange anti-harassment lectures to please the chief of HR. Azriel thought Cass would outgrow this childish fascination with making people uncomfortable as he grow older. He thought wrong. Turns out age was nothing but fuel to his shameless brother.
That’s why Azriel was instantly peeved with Elain, who strolled in his life with swaggering confidence and a sharp remark for everything, deeming her a female version of the brother who gave him constant headaches. Azriel was wrong again, but this time he was please to be. Now the paid her more attention, Azriel noticed Elain didn’t carry the same arrogant obliviousness as Cass. She was witty, outspoken, brazen even, having no problem in standing up to herself or what she believed, but she only joked around those closer to her, using her humor to make people at ease, to let them know she cared for them.
Sparkling chocolate eyes smiled at him.
Empathy wasn’t something Azriel was used to. It made him lightheaded.
Elain watched Azriel place one hand on top of the table, palm up, wiggling his long sumptuous fingers at her, the bronzed moisturized skin gleaming under the fluorescent lights. “Have I told you how lovely you look today?”
The word “lovely” coming out of his sinuous lips was enough to have her heart doing cartwheels. Her heart was trump. The useless lump of overly excited muscle had no business trying to beat out of her chest when Elain had put an extra effort in her appearance today. Gone were her everyday jeans and t-shirt, replaced by an elegant sage lily dress, the elastic ruched fabric ending with small ruffles around her knees, her pearl colored flats matching the pearl clips keeping her curls behind her ears, small sparkling dot adorning them.
Elain planted her palm in his. “Are you implying I don’t look lovely on the other days?”
“Would you drop dead if you spent a day of your life without contradicting me?” His voice lacked the usually annoyed undertone, his thumb tracing the path of her knuckles.
“Guess you’ll never find out.”
Elain put her free hand down as he had done, asking for his other hand, mimicking the strokes he gave her. Damn, this man’s hands were smooth as a baby bottom!.. is the rest of him this soft? Her thoughts slipped in a dirty tangent.
“I like your shirt.” The material of his dress shirt stretched comfortably over his chest, draping over his powerful arms, to end carefully folded around his elbows, leaving his forearms bare in a way he rarely did. The last time she had seen him sporting such a casual disposition, he stole her breath away. Literally. Elain licked her lips, her voice lower. “Black looks good on you.”
His lips tugged in the corner. “It is my color.”
“It is," she agreed in a daze
A tranquil atmosphere settled over them.
“Can I tell you something?”
“Mmh.”
“I'm glad I kissed you.”
Now she was full on blushing, her cheeks growing incredibly hot, especially when he lifted her hand to his face and kiss her palm. So, Elain did what she do best to mask embarrassment. She cracked a joke.
“My, my. I didn’t know you had it so bad. Tell me mister, how long have you been in love with me?”
“I’m not.” Azriel kissed her other palm, his gaze so intense she squirmed in her chair. Under the artificial light his eyes were all hazel, the fleeks of green hiding, waiting for the sunlight to unravel. “But I intend to be.”
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stupid how you managed to make a dick joke out of innocent shot. and hosegate oh no that is awful. Byler is not going to be in relationship. what show have you been watching certainly not Stranger Things more like Gayer Things. Duffer have had an emotional love declaration by Mike and you believe Byler? that is sad. it may not be romantic but to Duffers it is. same men that wrote in Steve talking about his breeding kink to Nancy and framed it as romantic. just because something is the better choice in your eyes does not mean that will happen. after events of show i can only see Mike and El get married. Duffers try to convince he is straight and they intend him to be but Mike reads as deep in closet. fans dw Will is going to get over Mike and find a bf that is give him happiness he deserves. but Mike? Mike will forever be in loveless marriage and he is never ever going to get over Will. in his thirties and beyond that he is going to suffer and not stop thinking about how everything would be different if he accepted his sexuality and chose Will not El. he is going to hate himself for making such a mistake
listennnnnnnnnn. ppl were talking about hosegate so i just made a reference to the rolled up painting shot. i wasnt the one that noticed it first. i only knew it was a thing because of Bylers discussing it. i had the pic saved, as i was preparing a post that i scrapped that was about Will and the allegations he had, including fake stuff spread around that S3 Will would have a p*rn magazine and the speculations that Will is going to sleep around with random men in S4 and my thoughts on this plus the sexualization dramas like Byler sex in the show, Byler kiss not being chaste, writing Byler smut, Mike supposedly checking Will out, hosegate and other phallic imagery. i decided against that and now i think that was a good choice because it would drive some wild.
i never truly meant the rolled up painting thing was intentional i was simply saying what was a regular shot became dirty to me thanks to Bylers influence. i’m sorry i didn’t mean to offend anyone. i still find it funny but i feel bad for making that post. i guess i should have kept it to myself. i had no idea it would come off this inappropiate. though the characters are only 15 (i think) so that is on me for not caring how uncomfortable it could make others.
now onto the rest of your ask. i don’t know if Byler is going to be together. i don’t. i ship it because i like it. when we get the next season we will see. i willingly choose to spend my time on discussing Byler knowing i’m not really that confident in it. nobody is forcing me to do this. i know we may get queerbaited. but i don’t care.
there is that section of Bylers that got utterly destroyed by vol 2 and either converted to M!leven and now mock us for still shipping Byler (there must be a name for that phenomenon because how) or are bitter and lashing out at Duffers because they lost their faith and now Byler bad. i assume you are the second. i hope you are proven wrong because you seem heated about the topic. to the point you sent me an ask about it.
Duffers did make a lot of writing mistakes and choices i disagree with. whether Byler happens or not i do plan on discussing what i had a problem with after watching s5 because i need to see how they will handle the characters’ arcs to make a post as there could be surprises awaiting us. and talk about how i’d handle certain plotlines as a person that can’t write anything coherent.
keep in mind that Montauk, the original ST, drew inspo from It, and if there was a potential season 2 to Montauk, they wanted to straight up go the It route by having the characters grown up and some leave the town then come back when it all gets fucked up again and join forces for the second time.. they do also mention It, and Stephen King as inspiration. you can see it in the current series too. Willelmike is literally a ripoff of the love triangle between Ben, Bev and Bill. Ben’s poem and Will’s painting.. it’s so blatant. and those that watched the movies know how said love triangle ends.
Gayer Things is a great series that i suggest you need to have more faith in.
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I don't know much about photo agencies and stuff, but on Getty Images there are photos of Kaia at the Met Gala but not at the after party. There are photos of Ayo and everyone else but not her and we know she was there 'cause personal photos (from and with Ayo, precisely). I think this tells a lot about her relevance: no one really cares about her. I feel sad for her, realizing this kind of stuff (for people like her who cares about that) must be devastating. She really needs Austin (or another famous boyfriend) or her mom to stay relevant.
This also suggest that magazines like Daily Mail and others are paid by her parents (or her). Titles "Kaia Gerber and her boyfriend Austin Butler" sound a little fake if no one really cares about her.
(sorry for my bad english)
there are two photos that went around of kaia with ayo and greta lee. i think we are assuming these are after the met gala pictures. but those could have been before the met, or between the met and the after party. not sure, but those are the only pics we have. so if she didn't go to the after party then it shows she must've had a pretty shit time. and who's fault is that?? no one forced her to go, she wanted to attend and she thought it would be her big "gotcha" to austin by going alone. then the awful fake deuxmoi blind item about him on the same day. crazy shit.
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Ima assume Timmy REALLY likes her cuz nt only his fans r clowning him bt multiple outlets 🥴 like damn ik his publicist r like wtf lmao i found it interesting that right after that British Vogue article (that i think got deleted?) that was going IN on kylie and another article saying they brokeup THEN made their debut. Just seems very calculated.
Im curious if kylothee expected the "tomdaya" treatment (where most ppl, fans or just locals) really love them or if they expected backlash from their relationship
Yea i mean (almost) 2 yrs really aint much tbh bt this is Kaias longest relationship so i guess thats good lol ive heard so many rumors about the JE/Kaia breakup bt i dnt think anybody cared enough about their relationship to really investigate 😭 JE taking all his gfs to the same place and JE allegedly beimg a cheater was prob the most publicity Jakaia relationship got besides their constant pap pics lol nobody was really checkin for them like that. Austin/Kaia r a pretty couple bt they def give "off" vibes. They make sure to always b photographed (on a after party carpet or irl)
Lol! 😆
Omg.....You brought up SO MUCH with this one ask Anon 😅 I'm gonna have to HIDE my response below so that it doesn't take up a whole scrolling page lol.
Re: Timmy/Kylie....
Yea, I mean, they might very well be a real couple that's just using each other for publicity. That DOES happen in Hollywood...a LOT actually lol.
But yea, that Vogue article that got deleted all of a sudden def seemed like a "management team" request lol 🤭 I just know Kris was HOT that day! 🤣
Im curious if kylothee expected the "tomdaya" treatment (where most ppl, fans or just locals) really love them or if they expected backlash from their relationship
Rofl!! 🤣
Omg..... now that you mention it lol.... What if that was their intent all along? 🤔 Cuz that would be hilarious asl if so lol.
"Oh yea, let's HIDE as a couple, like, BARELY see each other, and that way we keep people guessing see, and then, once we've had people guessing long enough, we'll stage an 'outing' or being 'caught' and we can get more publicity..... yea, that's it..." 😏
Look, NO celebrity couple is touching the cuteness of Tomdaya, sorry lol. And their hiding wasn't fabricated lol.
Re: Jakaia & Kaustin
Yea i mean (almost) 2 yrs really aint much tbh bt this is Kaias longest relationship so i guess thats good lol
Yea I'm shocked too cuz it is her longest lol. Plus, idk why, but I always got the impression she was into girls lol 👀 But hey, maybe she's bi. 🤷🏾♀️
ive heard so many rumors about the JE/Kaia breakup bt i dnt think anybody cared enough about their relationship to really investigate 😭
Wait... what rumors did you hear about the Jakaia breakup? 👀 Cuz I didn't hear much. All I heard was SHE dumped HIM lol. 🤭
JE taking all his gfs to the same place and JE allegedly beimg a cheater was prob the most publicity Jakaia relationship got besides their constant pap pics lol nobody was really checkin for them like that.
Rofl I remember that lol 😆 🤣
It's funny cuz I could def see I strongly suspected that JE was benefiting from being associated with her and her family, because while he was dating Kaia, he STAYED in W magazine rofl 🤣 (her family is affiliated with the magazine).
I kept wondering how he was always getting all this publicity (even during the awards season), when he didn't even have ANY filming projects that were being released that year lol, like what?? 🤣
Austin/Kaia r a pretty couple bt they def give "off" vibes. They make sure to always b photographed (on a after party carpet or irl)
Right?? Lol 😅
Like, they may be 100% genuine as anything, but some things recently just make me go: "hmm...." 🤔
The fact that paps knew exactly where to be outside of Karlie Kloss's house so that they could get those perfect shots of Kaia holding the baby in the backyard lol.
Birthday Cake Gate lol 🤭
The fact that paps sometimes know exactly where they're gonna be, even BEFORE they have reached their destination lol 😅
The fact that they seem to look super happy together on the red carpet, but whenever you see them papped out and about, they look = 😐
Maybe it's all just coincidence, but either way, I def feel like they're probably mutually benefitting from being with each other. Plus, the Gerbers are wealthy, so it doesn't hurt to make friends in wealthy places lol 😏
I've always heard that Kaia's family supposedly has some "deal" with the Daily FAIL, and even paps themselves will tell you that 9 times out of 10, a lot of these celebs are giving the paps a heads up notice on where they will be. 🤷🏾♀️
Hollywood is a game of smoke and mirrors lol 😆 So, I don't blame ppl if they play the game sometimes.
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Welcome to the last update before we fuck off to college! I feel I have really ignored the teens this generation thanks to the adults being such disasters, so now that Cyn’s horrid LTW is done I take the boyos out for a fun(??) night Downtown. I’d really like to find Sophito someone alive and age-appropriate so I can get him off this Sandy Fairchild kick-
-and Sugar’s uhhh.. along for the ride.
-Something’s lodged in my ear!!!
Probably Joe Carr’s character file. Sugar no offense but please maintain a respectful distance from Sophito tonight because I don’t want people realizing you two share a gene pool.
Ok when I opened this pic in Photoshop I lold for a solid 10 secs, you have Sophito literally looking like he’s on the cover of a teen magazine:
And Sugar LOOKING LIKE THIS:
I curse you, Don. I curse you to damnation.
-Um, Sug, not to ruin your underage drinking binge but you’re the only one of us who can drive.
-Sorry, Sophito, maybe you should have spent less time ‘sTuDyInG tO gEt iNtO CoLLeGe’ and more time stealing your mom’s car to try and cut the brakes.
-You’ve cut the brakes of the car we drove here in?!
-Nag, nag, nag, you’re alive aren’t you??
We change venues due to the tragic lack of teens and finally, we find one! Sophito likes her, go talk to her, be your charming self!
-HAHAHAHA. BEWBS
SOPHITO WHAT THE FUCK
Sugar also likes her, let’s see if he fares better (doubt).
OF COURSE. Alright then, clearly ignoring you two losers was the right call, let’s go home.
Ah, STABILITY.
Whatchu reading, Sandy?
-I̵ S̸T̷O̷LE̵ G̷ILB̸ER̸T̷'S̵ D̷I̷AR̶Y̶ T̶O̷ S̵E̶E ̶IF H̴E̷ L̷O̸V̶ES̵ M̵E🧟
Nice, does he?
-N̶O̵T A̷S M̶U̶CH̴ A̴S̴ H̶E D̴O̴E̶S H̵IS M̸O̶THE̵R̷🧟
OMG IT’S WHATSHISNAME. MAKOTO aka Blonde Teen Townie that our teens keep rejecting who was also Sophie’s bestie from her townie days! He’s still wearing his toga from that terrible college party we invited him to LOL
-Here I am again, ready to be rejected :(
Well look who’s socially competent all of a sudden!
-Makoto, we just met 4 hours ago, but I can tell we’re gonna be best friends forever!!!
-I can hardly believe a Union finally wants to hang out with me! In a hot tub, no less! What an honor!
Ya not to rain on your parade, Makoto, but Sophito literally lives in the hot tub. If game coding allowed it he would eat, sleep, and attend digital classes from there.
-Oh Sophito, let me offer you this shirtless goodbye hug that I’m sure won’t awaken anything in you!
-Yes, Makoto, I’m sure it won’t!
-HAHA WHAT A FUN NIGHT! MAKOTO SURE IS GREAT :D
Makoto sure is, which is why we’re not taking him to college with us and forcing him to watch you have your 50 first dates.
-BUT I WANT HIM!!! To come along to college I mean!!!
Well I don’t know what to tell you, kiddo, you chose the himbo life. Now keep getting stoned while I deal with Sugar’s attempts at finding love:
-WHAT THE FUCK, THAT HURT, YOU FREAK
-I told you I was ripped but you wouldn’t believe me!
Sugar seriously, God help me with you.
We call over the matchmaker and spend max amount to hopefully find someone Sugar has some chemistry with..
..and we get Lakshmi aka Daniel’s first love, LMAO. Lakshmi wtf, are you this legacy’s designated first gf for losers?
-It definitely looks like it.
Things are actually going shockingly well with Lakshmi and she even accepts Sugar’s invite to stay over?? I’m like great, more time for her to get used to the extremely acquired taste that is Sugar, but I didn’t count on the entire household conspiring to ruin his life:
-𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝚄𝙱𝙹𝙴𝙲𝚃; 𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈 𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳!
-O̸H, ̴M̴Y RO̸T̸T̶I̵NG̴ B̶UT̷T!🧟
-FUCK YOU CYN, WHAT’S YOUR EXCUSE NOW THAT THE 20 LOVERS ARE DONE?!
-WAAAAAH LAKSHMI MY PARENTS ARE FIGHTING AGAIN, I HATE MY MOTHER SO FUCKING MUCH, PLEASE DATE ME
-NO, YOU STUPID BRAT, YOU DON’T HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO INTERN AT MY LAW FIRM. AND SPIT OUT THAT GLASS OF WATER YOU JUST DRANK
-So, this was a super fun weekend, right Lak? Are you Stockholm Syndromed yet or do you need more time?
Get our of here, Lakshmi, RUN
Well well well look who’s back, dressed inappropriately for the season.
-Omg he’s so cute when he’s getting hypothermia!
Omg he is but don’t get attached, I told you we’re not keeping him.
-Hey bro! Wanna fake punch each other on the arm?
-Sure!
-Wanna have a bro hug?
-Ok!
-Wanna have our first kiss while iVan and Sandy kill each other?
-Totally!
-Oh Makoto, I wish I didn’t have to leave for college in literally one hour.
-𝙳𝙸𝙴, 𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈, 𝙳𝙸𝙴;
-I̴ C̷AN̸'T D̶I̷E, Y̴O̷U̷ D̸U̶MBA̶S̷S̴ W̵E̵S̵T̸W̴O̸R̵LD R̷EJ̶E̵CT̸🧟
-Just remember, Makoto, when it’s cold and rainy outside, the warmth of our youthful love-
-I̸'̶M G̵O̶N̸NA̵ S̶H̵O̴V̶E Y̴O̵U I̸N T̵H̴E F̵UC̷KIN̸G̸ F̶O̵U̵N̴T̵AIN, i̸VA̴N🧟
-Oh Sophito, let me take a mental picture of this moment so I can always rememb-
-SOPHITO COME QUICK, SANDY RIPPED OUT iVAN’S MOTHERBOARD
-NOT NOW, SUGAR
-Makoto, I just wanted to say-
-𝙸 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚄𝚁𝚈 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚈, 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙼𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶;
-MY BEEEED, WHERE’S MY BEEEED👻
-SOPHITO I WANT CHILI, COME HELP ME COOK!
-Listen, Sophito, I’m just gonna go.
-Yea, good call, see you around.
Time to fuck off! Sugar let me tell you something, and I truly mean it, I can’t believe you’re going to college.
-Me neither, I’m basically illiterate :D
Fun!
As Sugar is departing, his ‘go to taxi’ action gets cancelled because he stops to cry one last time about Cyn cheating on Don LOL.
And we’re off! Perfect timing too, because right after Sophito leaves..
..JOJO HEARTFARTS OVER iVAN. WRONG ON SO MANY LEVELS, LET’S GTFO
Now in college we are of course taking with us Daniel and Melody’s twins, Julian and June, aka JuJu..
..our cousin, Wulf and Angel’s horrible son, Wilfred..
..Brittany and Gunther’s horrible son, Reginald..
..and Ti Ning and Frances’ horrible daughter and Reginald’s girlfriend, Eliza. Quite the eclectic bunch of douchebags, if I say so myself. See you next time in college!
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Hey sincericida - long time no ask. I've been off tumblr for a while lol. Anyway I logged on today and saw your asks going wild 😂
Let me give y'all some insight re: those AG pics.
1. They're not dating. Screwing possibly, but not dating.
2. Everyone needs to stop fawning and projecting and look at the copyright on those photos lol.
And here's a tip that you and many fans (fans of ANYONE to be honest) might not know: if the copyright on photos is Splash (aka SpalshNews) or Backgrid then 100% one of the parties involved - or their "team" - called them. Those are the two agencies that we KNOW of that exclusively, only take pics of celebs/actors/singers/whoever when they are called to do so.
Why do you guys think the photos are so clear and crisp? Look how close they are. Those are not cell phone photos. Those are not "candid" pap shots.
And 3. Enty already posted a blind item about this today:
"THURSDAY, JANUARY 11, 2024
Blind Item #3
This A- list model who has been in the sports magazine, has lots of photographer friends. So, it shouldn't be shocker she had one waiting to take her photo with the foreign born former superhero."
She absolutely 100% had someone call the paps to take photos of her and AG. Sorry. They're not dating. She just wants publicity. 🤷♀️
Have a nice weekend!! 😘
Welcome back, dear!
So, here we go:
I started your text with good laughs and finished it with "Ouch". Yes, I realized that the photos are professional, not shaky and no way were made by a phone of a lucky passerby. It’s a pap shot, period.
Yeah, I also have a hard time stating that they’re boyfriends. I think they’ve been spending time together for a while.
I saw a possibility in one of those answers that I gave to this bunch of questions that came up in the last 48 hours. So I’m going to finish this answer by saying something that some people suddenly don’t like, but I had already pointed out: public relations. And not on his part. Nor would it be the first time that happened.
Okay, I said, and I ran. Xoxo
#my thoughts#ask box#welcome back#ask anon#andrew garfield#olivia brower#girlfriend?#who knows#public relations#paps#ask response
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Attempting to make some sense of the Madness on here because I've got a minute...
Tagging system (it is held together with duct tape and is borderline functional when I don't do like Muse Blackout-Reblog Saturdays or whatever)
Muse, Muse band: this tag will literally not help you find things on this blog, it's basically everything that has been tagged. It's more for finding posts outside of this blog than it is to find stuff successfully on this blog
Matt Bellamy/Chris Wolstenholme/Dom Howard/Tom Kirk/Morgan Nicholls: self-explanatory. I tend to not do a general tag where a post e.g. where Dom isn't involved with Dom, so anything that's tagged will just be because the tagged band member is in the post (or at most, being talked about in the tags)
{Matt, Chris, Dom} from Muse: three tags encompassing all the Muse Madness! Taking inspiration from the one and only "Hi, my name's Matt from Muse..." All the Muse silly moments. Some will also be tagged "silly hours", "silly moments", "sillies" or thereabouts, it's not really a robust tagging system lol. Some of those are more chit-chat/vibes based
Muse live: Now I wish I'd separated this out into two tags because right now, it's gig pictures and also any live performance videos. I briefly tagged live stuff with something like "Muse live gigs", but seeing as how I can't even remember the name you can see how well that went... (there's also "The Muse live experience is something else", and you tell me it isn't!)
Muse interviews: interviews copied and pasted, linked, gifs/videos of the band in interview if there's text of them actually saying anything. Quotes from interviews too.
Muse in magazines: written interviews, but also just photoshoots in magazines. I'm old enough to remember NME, Kerrang, Q etc. being print magazines, so I don't make a distinction between digital mags and paper scans. Many scans should also be tagged "mag scans" hopefully. Specific magazines are also often tagged (except Pitchfork probably lmao but that's because I simply don't post their stuff here, it is not worth it)
Muse audio: audio, usually from studio recordings, live gigs, sometimes interviews/radio performances, etc. Isolated tracks, instrumental tracks, vocals only, hyper-specific-'Undisclosed Desires vocoder (?) backing vocals on the last verse only' tracks, all covered here, but also there are more specific tags: "muse isolated audio" for all your analysis needs, "Muse instrumentals", "Muse isolated vocals" (<- don't remember this 100%)
Album tags, song tags, eras/tours tags: I'm so sorry this is a mess. Albums and songs are either tagged "Muse {title}" or "{title} Muse" sorry. "{Album} era", "{Tour name} tour". Knock yourselves out.
Musers: all fan-related stuff! Fan chatter, us all analysing and crying over a single song in 1500 words, fan artwork, gig pictures, the new polls, etc. all under the overarching Musers tag. I do tag fanart though: "Muse fanart" and also just generally art because why would I limit the amazing art people here make to just the 20 Muse fans here? Polls are specifically tagged "Muse polls".
band pics: usually press/on the road, etc. pictures of the whole band. Not super comprehensive lol I often forget to use this tag. 'the early years' -> baby era stuff, usually pre-Showbiz so I have no idea what else to tag them because 'Random 1-8 era' would be such a pretentious tag I'd have to punch myself.
anything with the word "collection" in it: we sure do love our collections here on muse tumblr - off the top of my head, there's a Matt Hawaiian shirt collection, Matt drinking things on camera collection, dedicated wardrobe collections (-> the legendary @wtfismattbellamywearing and @wtfisdomhowardwearing) and the sunglasses-on-head collection (dangerously close to 100 pictures...) "mum with sunglasses on her head lives!" Reason? Matt wears his sunglasses on his head a lot, he looks like my mum doing this, and it is the normalest thing you could see a Proper Rock Star like him do and it's just sweet and silly and we all have collector's disease what can I say. (My mum has responded "😍" to the collection so far)
Muse lore: all the band history, and commonly referenced memes amongst fans. Expect to see the 'fucking little fucking fuckers, yeah' Feeling Good performance, 'Hey you crazy kids!', 'The Muse' live on Italian football tele, idk, lots more I guess: 'Hi my name's Matt from Muse' (entire composition of the band dissolving around this), brie, trousers, showers, pwoper fishing, qua at aol dot com, weird interview quotes, various times Muse rebelled against being asked to mime. Lots of fun stuff.
faffing about - just posting!
Other than that, specific things might be tagged on posts, "pianos", "synths", "Manson guitars", "Mirror Manson" (big apologist here), specific weird quotes. Try a search if you need anything lol, good luck to you!
#random admin stuff - I am not even going to pin this so I don't know why I wrote it#I am too fond of my pinned post to remove it. As above so below: 'Sunburn acoustic live in an HMV in Bristol in 1999 beloved!'#faffing about
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i have just spent quite a bit analysing eddie’s room as best as i can through only a blurry bts video and the scarce set pics we have available and would like to share my discoveries, as well as semi decent quality versions of the posters i could find….. i did this mostly for personal use/curiosity, BUT if i can help some eddie fans decorate and/or give more insight on his environment to writers and/or artists it’s a big plus ;)
Alright. first off right when we walk in we’re greeted with this. Lovely image. first seen in episode one,
but i believe u can see it better here, along with a second poster
the skull i found pretty easy with just searching the image in pinterest,
here’s a pretty low quality version of it but. I did see links to people selling the print on ebay, though with some image enhancing i feel you could print this on your own if your heart desires it
for the poster beside it, i couldn’t find the image online, though this could be on me since i didn’t look extremely hard for this one. Sorry. what i made out from it though was that it’s an advertisement for the band Blessed Death performing their album “Kill or Be Killed” live from “the patio” on September 16. Not sure if this is meant to be a poster for an old show Eddie left up, or a future one he planned to attend, but it’s there nonetheless
moving on… To,
the bedside table! Wooooo!
to get the miscellaneous stuff out of the way first, some of the items are (correct me if i’m wrong about any of these) a deck of cards, two letters, a pair of aviator sunglasses, a bottle of beer (?), ashtray full of cigs, an unopened pack of trojan-enz condoms, empty bullet shells,
[Not Pictured, but they’re there too] a blue guitar pick, a blue toy car, along with a radio (? i think, i’m not too well versed on tech of the 80s) that has a red toy car sitting on top of it. :)
now, for the stuff i feel does matter,
there’s a magazine about auto parts & accessories! So good news to all you mechanic eddie likers out there… i guess it’s canon that he cares about cars somewhat? At least enough to own a magazine about the topic…
extremely blurry here but,
a Heavy Metal Summer of ‘86 Mag, Vol 10 #2 (censored from tumblr just in case)
Here it is in subpar quality, (again censored just in case)
if you’d like to see it upclose. And if you want to buy the mag for yourself, i’ve seen listings on sites like Etsy, Amazon, Ebay, etc etc.
Above the nightstand hangs a print,
an illustration of the Tomb of Horrors by Gary Gyrax. (DnD adventure module, as wikipedia says. idk jack abt DnD)
Here it is in okay quality,
it’s not the exact image but i believe it’ll do with some cropping if you so wish to hang an exact replica on your wall!
moving on to above the bed, there’s a Judas Priest “Screaming for Vengeance” poster, with what i'm Pretty Sure is a Slayer tapestry beneath it.
and here's an image i tweaked with to imitate Eddie's poster,
im unsure if it's an Exact replica but it's definitely good enough for me
and for the Slayer tapestry, I could not find the exact one online, which is why i'm unsure if i'm even correct, but i'm like 97% sure that's the slayer logo. sooooooooo..................
To the side of the bed, there isn't much except for what i think is another nightstand, and the only thing i can make out on it is a red cup. Two posters hang on the wall over here, and there isn't much seeing as a window & an amp (?) take up almost all of this side of the room.
the one poster I can actually make out on this side of the room and even then it took me a hot minute to do so, is the bottom one. It's a poster for Anthrax's "Fistful of Metal" album. I looked, and couldn't find the Exact poster, so i made an imitation of it for an attempt at a clearer idea.
Above the closet, hangs an Anthrax banner.
now, onto the best quality image we'll have of Eddie's room in this post. Here i'll be describing from left to right, and really only focusing on the wall decor.
The first thing i can place my finger on here, is behind the dresser there is a poster of Iron Maiden's mascot "Eddie"
Now obviously this isn't the exact image, (different colours, different background) but if you take a look at what we Can see of it even as it's hidden behind the dresser and banner, it lines up pretty well (the axe, the hand, the bit of shoulder)
the Corroded Coffin banner: An obviously homemade thing, that looks well-loved and worn, even ripping at the top. I wonder if this is one Eddie and his bandmates made for when they play at the Hideout that he ended up keeping?
The acoustic guitar that reads "THIS MACHINE SLAYS DRAGONS": Most likely a reference to Woody Guthrie's "This machine kills fascists"
A lamp is bolted into the wall, and another one of Eddie's black bandanas hangs off of it. Beside the lamp, there is a poster for the band Massacre. Sort of looks like an ad for a show, i'm not tooooo sure. Couldn't find any copies of it online.
The next poster I can make out is for the band Liege Lord, and seems as if it's from a live show from '84. Beside it is a poster for a live "Metal Night", the only band I can see on it is Nasty Savage.
Above these two, is another two posters, though the only one I can make out is a Judas Priest "Defenders of The Faith" poster. Here it is in clear quality:
Beside it and a bit under it I'm guessing, is a mirror. Above the mirror there is a mount for Eddie's "Sweetheart" so she hangs down over it. A limited-edition replica of Eddie's guitar was available at Guitar Center, and there were only about 2000 of them made. It retailed for around $899 USD, and even then, that was the lower-priced version. An EXACT recreation would cost almost $5k USD. Jesus H Christ.
Just underneath the guitar, there's again a poster for the band Nasty Savage. In front of the poster, oddly enough, there is a full pepper shaker. I've seen people speculate that Eddie keeps this around just in case, seeing as if you sniff some black pepper during a harsh high, it can help combat anxiety and paranoia.
And a last thing that is probably honestly a stretch, but oh well.
Above the other window in Eddie's room, there's something hanging. I think this could be a red version of a Hellfire shirt. Don't ask me to explain why, you either see it or you don't.
OH and also, don’t think i forgot because i almost did,
Eddie’s infamous cuffs he’s got hanging on his wall, i think beside his closet? . An honourable mention for sure.
And that's about it I think. i know I didn't really mention or go into detail on his guitars and amps,but i'm simply not knowledgeable in instruments for that. Though I think in total he has three guitars. idek how many amps don't ask me to count.
If u really just read this all the way to the end I applaud you. I hope you enjoyed and make good use of all this info i just dumped. And if you believe u can help improve this post pls leave a comment i did this all with only my own knowledge.
Tumblr won’t let me paste a link for some reason, but the tiktok video i used for reference and where all of the screenshots are from is by user averilina.
P.S. if i missed out on anything in the room or didn’t mention something in a picture, it’s probably because i literally could not make out what it was/said no matter how hard i tried. My weak little eyes and tiny brain can only do so much. Sighs
#this post is a product of autism#eddie munson#eddie the freak munson#stranger things#stranger things 4#behind the scenes#my laptop crashed while i was writing this
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