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neonpigeons · 1 year
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already there. i'm doing my part 🫡
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arkitiore · 6 months
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📣📣 Because I see a lot of people enjoying the new Hbomberguy video (and rightly so) but only discussing it in the context of dunking on James Somerton I'd like to highlight THIS:
YouTube playlist he included (that I think a lot of people missed) containing ORIGINAL QUEER CREATORS, AT LEAST ONE OF WHICH HE PLAIGERISED FROM!! 📣📣
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Can I scream about something?
Yoo Joonghyuk regressing for the first time to find answers first and meet his sponsor second. A man driven by curiosity and a wish to understand his life but also wanting to know his benefactor. And then our YJH of the 1865th turn choosing to go on another journey to find his reader, his heart, his everything to ask him "what now? What should I do know? You know me the best, help me" and those questions feel important but feel second to the first goal: meeting Kim Dokja again.
Just the shift of priorities from: 1. I want to know myself 2. I want to meet this person who watched over me to 1. I want to see that fool again 2. I want to find my purpose with him in this peaceful world
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mllersjoel · 3 months
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you're obsessed
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you're obsessed
Pairing: Jamie Tartt x fem!actress!reader
Warnings: swearing, no use of y/n
Summary: jamie tartt fic where he has a huge crush on an actress and sees her at a richmond event and she flirts w him he’s really shy bc he likes her but they hook up after idk
Wordcount: 1.6k
A/N: didnt manage to write any smut bc this was getting way too long teehee :D general warnings for swearing.
writing comms are open!
“Oi, Tartt! Stop stalking your actress and give me some laps,” Roy yells, shaking Jamie from his reverie. Jamie is not stalking her instagram. He’s just not; because a stalker would have notifications on as they obsessively checked their profile at least four times every minute. Jamie is only checking once every five minutes, and he doesn’t even have her notifications on. So there. Suck it, Roy.
“Fine, don’t give yourself an aneurysm,” he mutters, taking a quick minute to stretch before he’s running around the pitch. He just has a crush. That’s all. A little one. He first saw you in some thriller that came out last month, and something about you had him hooked. Initially he thought it was just the character you played, a regular yet charming civilian, pulled into the crime world. After watching (admittedly, way too many) interviews, he realised it wasn’t the character. It was you.
You with your witty remarks and comments. The way you laughed good naturedly and poked fun at your costars. The way you were clumsy and scatterbrained, in a terribly endearing way.
It didn’t help that you were also gorgeous.
So, yeah. Jamie had a slight crush. It was fine, though, because you were currently based in Los Angeles (you were in a new Marvel movie) and had no plans of coming to the UK anytime soon. 
“She’s right fit, though,” Isaac says, nudging Jamie as he runs past. 
Jamie feels his stomach tighten with jealousy before he catches himself. Why was he jealous? He didn’t know you and you probably didn’t even know he existed. Well, maybe you did, because he was sexy and a hot football player. Did you even watch football? Would you watch it if you knew he was in it?
Jamie remembers hearing something about a parasocial relationship from Keeley and resolves to not think about you.
At least while he was training.
***
He’s spraying on cologne in the locker room when Keeley bursts in, all smiles and pep.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God!”
“Is everything alright?” Ted asks, breaking away from Coach Beard who as far as Jamie could tell, hasn’t said anything but is managing to have a full conversation with Ted.
“You will not believe who I booked for this years’ Gala!”
Roy’s ears perk up at this as he slides into the conversation. “The Muppets?”
“No, Roy,” Keeley says, exasperated, “not the fucking Muppets. Only the hottest new actress on screen right now!”
At this point, all the boys have gathered around Keeley, jostling each other and trying to see the screen of her phone. Jamie fights his way to the front, and when his eyes focus on Keeley’s phone, he’s pretty sure his heart drops into his stomach.
It was you. There. With your smile and your eyes and your name and a headline.
You were coming to their Gala.
You.
He feels his heart drop into his stomach. This couldn’t be real. Maybe it was a mistype, or someone accidentally said they scheduled you but in reality you were on the other side of the globe. It was faked. It had to be.
He broke away from his team, practically running back to the changing rooms. Opening up your instagram, he pulled up your story. There, you had reposted the announcement.
Oh. Oh fuck.
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On the day of the Gala, Jamie seriously considers hiring a stylist rather than just going with his gut. He needs to look good. Tonight is most probably one of the most important days of his life. His favourite actress, coming to his club’s Gala. Maybe, if he plays his cards right, you’ll bid on him.
Wait. Who was he kidding? He’s Jamie fucking Tartt. Of course you’ll bid on him. He could wear a trash bag and you’d bid on him, because he is just that fucking sexy.
Right?
He shoots a quick text to Keeley, desperate for a second opinion.
Me:
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thoughts? Xx
Keeley:
Ur hot babes!!
Gonna knock em dead xx
Lose the tie u look like a prick <3
He takes one last look in the mirror, running his hands through his hair. Yeah. He’s gonna show up and be so cool. He’s so cool.
***
They’re taking pictures on the carpet, and everyone can tell Jamie is not all there. He barely tells the paparazzi to take pictures of his good side, following it up with “And that’s any side.” His eyes keep darting around, every scream and shout of delight sending his stomach in knots in case you’re the one to step out of the limousine.
Maybe you just won’t show up. Maybe you were already inside.
He can’t decide which option is worse.
When he’s at the end of the carpet, about to head inside, he hears whistles and screams, different from the ones before. These sound a lot more excited, filled with more adrenaline and anticipation. Or maybe he’s just projecting. 
He turns, and sure enough, you’re there.
Stunning. That’s the only thing he can think of. You smile beautifully at the photographers, working the crowd with ease. It was as if you were friends, had a solid rapport with them with the way you were conversing back and forth.
“Close your mouth. You look like a fucking basking shark,” Roy says, elbowing Jamie in the stomach.
He flinches back, giving Roy a shove in return. “Oi, what was that for?”
“You’re not gonna make a good impression with you gawking like a fucking idiot. Go say hi or something. Be fucking normal.”
Jamie sends Roy an affronted look. “I am normal, you old bastard. Just because we don’t act like how you did in the 1800s doesn’t mean I’m being an idiot.”
Roy just growls, shoving past him into the building.
Jamie takes a step forward to follow when a voice catches his attention.
“Hey! You’re Jamie Tartt, right?”
He turns on instinct, a winning smile already plastered on his face. “I’ll do autographs once—you.”
You raise your eyebrows slightly, waiting for him to go on. “Once I what?”
“You’re, um, you’re her.” He says your name, almost reverently.
Your grin widens, almost giddy. “You know who I am?”
“I follow you—” before he could say more, your manager rushes in behind you, ushering you inside. You wince at him, apologetic, before heading inside.
Jamie stands there, dumbfounded. 
I follow you?  That’s what he had to say? Now he really does sound like a stalker. He scrubs his hand over his face, groaning in disappointment.
He’s gonna make it up to you. He has to.
***
Inside, he sees he’s sat with Ted and Roy as well as a few other people and an empty seat next to him. He largely ignores his own table, trying to catch sight of you and not succeeding in the slightest. He huffs a sigh of annoyance, sliding into his seat.
Ted notices his glum aura, nodding sagely. “It’s the oysters, isn’t it? Because I know they have to try to make the flavour appeal to everyone but adding this much lemon is just downright insultin’.”
“It’s not the oysters, coach.”
Ted frowns. “The placemats? I was never really an eggshell white person myself but—”
“Jamie’s pining over an actress he thinks I don’t see him stalk on insta when he’s supposed to be running drills,” Roy cuts in, tired of Ted’s guessing.
“I’m not pining,” Jamie pouts, crossing his arms in a decidedly not childish way.
Before Roy could get another rebuttal out, the seat next to him is being filled, and once again he sees you, smiling at him. “Actresses are overrated,” you say, placing your napkin over your lap, “trust me.”
Jamie’s blood runs cold, convinced the universe is playing a cruel trick on him. Running into you is an absolute dream, he’d never deny that, but running into you with both Ted and Roy there? He may as well be taken out back and shot.
He must’ve been sitting there agape for too long, because before he knows it, Ted is reaching a hand over and giving yours a shake.
“Ted Lasso, it’s a pleasure to meet ya’. I absolutely loved you in that thriller that came out last June. Had me on the edge of my couch! And I know Jamie here liked it as well, he was bawling a right mess by the end of it.”
You turn to look at Jamie, and having the full force of your attention on him made him nearly choke on air. “Were you really?”
Jamie licks his lips, trying to gain some composure. “Bawling is sayin’ a lot, really. More like a reasonable cry.”
You nod along, clearly not buying it. 
“I’ve been keeping up with your games this season. The goal you scored against West Ham the other day was seriously impressive. You were practically miles away from the net.”
Immediately, Jamie perked up. “You like football?”
“Well, I’m no expert, but I definitely try to watch all your games if I can.”
Jamie leans in, feeling bold and taking your hand in his. “Richmonds games? Or my games?”
You shrug. “Depends on the hair.”
He laughs, leaning back in his chair, body turned towards you. Maybe tonight won’t be so bad after all.
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scorchedmazes · 11 months
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they’re VERY big barbie fans
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rainydetectiveglitter · 10 months
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Jupiter's Blessings / Where Fortune Smiles According to Your Sign" ✨🌟
Jupiter's placement in your birth chart influences where you experience natural luck and expansion. Here's a journey through Jupiter's influence across the signs
♈ Aries: "Energetic Endeavors" 🚀🍀
♉ Taurus: "Material Abundance" 🌱💰
♊ Gemini: "Intellectual Adventures" 📚✈️
♋ Cancer: "Emotional Enrichment" 💖🏠
♌ Leo: "Creative Crescendo" 🎭🌟
♍ Virgo: "Organized Opportunities" 📊🔍
♎ Libra: "Harmonious Connections" 🤝💫
♏ Scorpio: "Deep Transformations" 💎🔮
♐ Sagittarius: "Expansive Horizons" 🌄🌠
♑ Capricorn: "Structured Success" 🏆🏢
♒ Aquarius: "Innovative Insights" 💡🌐
♓ Pisces: "Intuitive Blessings" 🌊🌈
Main Asteroids
Jupiter with Ceres: Nurturing Abundance 🌱🍀
Jupiter with Pallas Athena: Wisdom Expansion 📚💡
Jupiter with Juno: Partnership Prosperity 💑💰
Jupiter with Vesta: Devotion and Expansion 🕯️🌄
Jupiter with Hygieia: Healing Abundance 🌿🌈
Jupiter with Astraea: Justice and Blessings ⚖️🌠
Jupiter with Eris: Transformative Expansion 💥🌀
Jupiter with Sedna: Wisdom of the Depths 🌊🌟
Jupiter's influence expands further as it moves through the houses of your birth chart, bringing luck and abundance to different areas of your life:
Jupiter in 1st House: "Radiant Self" 🌟🎉
Jupiter in 2nd House: "Material Flow" 💰🛍️
Jupiter in 3rd House: "Intellectual Exploration" 📚✉️
Jupiter in 4th House: "Home Harmony" 🏠🌼
Jupiter in 5th House: "Creative Joy" 🎨🎭
Jupiter in 6th House: "Health and Growth" 🌿💪
Jupiter in 7th House: "Partnership Prosperity" 💑🤝
Jupiter in 8th House: "Transformative Abundance" 💎🔮
Jupiter in 9th House: "Expanding Horizons" ✈️🌄
Jupiter in 10th House: "Professional Triumph" 🏆🏢
Jupiter in 11th House: "Friendship Fortune" 👥🌠
Jupiter in 12th House: "Spiritual Blessings" 🌌🙏
Aspects:
Jupiter Conjunction: When Jupiter is conjunct (close to) another planet, its energy merges, amplifying the qualities of that planet. This can bring heightened opportunities, growth, and luck related to the specific planet's traits. For example, a Jupiter-Sun conjunction can enhance your self-confidence and attract positive experiences into your life.
Jupiter Sextile or Trine: Harmonious aspects between Jupiter and other planets indicate ease in harnessing Jupiter's blessings. These aspects encourage positive growth, expansion, and the ability to seize opportunities with relative ease. A Jupiter-Moon trine may enhance your emotional well-being and bring support from family or women.
Jupiter Square or Opposition: Challenging aspects between Jupiter and other planets may require extra effort to tap into its positive energy. These aspects can bring growth through overcoming obstacles and learning valuable lessons. A Jupiter-Mercury square might indicate a need to balance optimism with practicality in communication and decision-making.
Jupiter and Outer Planets: Aspects with outer planets (Uranus, Neptune, Pluto) can signify transformative and profound experiences. A Jupiter-Neptune trine could enhance your spiritual journey and creative pursuits, while a Jupiter-Pluto opposition may involve intense personal growth through confronting power dynamics.
Multiple Aspects: When Jupiter forms multiple aspects, its influence becomes multi-faceted. A Jupiter with a mix of harmonious and challenging aspects can create a balanced interplay of growth, challenges, and opportunities.
Remember, Jupiter's influence is unique to your birth chart. The aspects it forms with other planets provide a dynamic interplay that shapes your life journey. Consult an astrologer to gain deeper insights into how Jupiter's energy interacts with the rest of your chart and discover the keys to unlocking its full potential. Embrace Jupiter's blessings and navigate your path to prosperity! 🌈🔑
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itzyyyyyydaaaaaa · 2 months
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Tara…Carpenter??
who here…who here is in love with Jenna Ortega or Tara Carpenter?
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anyone..??
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cherry-ari · 1 month
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Helluva Boss is absolutely fanfic-y, especially in its writing, but honestly that's kind of the appeal to me. I don't think it's a bad thing, just something that not everyone is going to like.
It feels so silly there's a whole dedicated fandom to critiquing this indie show, when it's as simple as you're either on board with the fanfic writing or not.
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oopsallmabari · 7 months
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briefly popping in to plug a reference that's primarily for game design, but i think is particularly helpful for 3D and even 2D artists on a variety of Black hairstyles: the code my crown guide! it's free to download, has pictures and tutorials for 3D renders. definitely worth a download for anyone looking to get better at drawing Black hair.
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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 2 months
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Listen.
If you've been here for a minute, you know I'm old- fandom old at least. 30 odd and counting. Disabled. A social worker. And neuro spicy.
AND I've learned a thing or two about a thing or two. AND I desperately don't want to be any sort of parent, authority, or like weird parasocial guru person to you guys. BUT. I did my hair(it turned out great thanks for asking)
So between dye jobs and bleaching my roots I had time to think.
Buy the damn pre-diced onions. Let me explain.
For a lot of my life, it was pounded into my brain that I HAD to do EVERYTHING myself. Cut everything. Buy everything. Wash. Fold. Dry. To be independent, functional, "normal" like everyone else- I had to do it all. BUT I'M NOT LIKE EVERYBODY FUCKING ELSE!
My hands ache and they tremble. My brain is a knot of constant turmoil. My spine is fractured... I'm a mess that would take entirely too long to describe. Being "Normal" is too much fucking work when I;m having to put so much energy into just surviving.
So you know what? You know what I do? I make my life better. I love to cook. Because I love to eat. And eat good. And eating good in a town with one shitty dinner takes prep. And prep is a pain in the ass.
Sometimes my body doesn't like standing in the kitchen 45minutes to an hour to prep meat and veggies for the pan. But ya know what? Pre-diced, pre-sliced, food choppers, as seen on tv gadgets all cut down on my prep time to make it something manageable.
I use Home Tide pods and buy smaller containers of other soaps and cleaners to make them easier to get them up the stairs... A lot of you have probably already figured this out. But if you haven't. I promise. If you're still trying to pull you're self up by your boot straps, if you're still struggling- it is okay to make your world easier in small ways.
Removing those roadblocks really does help. And sometimes it really is worth it to buy the stupid gadget. Just buy the damn onions
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gege akutami when i fucking catch you .
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neonpigeons · 10 months
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hey food network, quick question for you: who allowed this episode description
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the-sunshine-dims · 2 months
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Thinking about how similar icarus and arisanna actually are, about how she has been through a lot of the same things they have, and that can make her comments towards icarus, and fable, seem so much sharper
An older sibling tasked with taking care of their younger(s) becuase their mom was taken, and the older is the only one who can take care of them, and then, due to a father figure stepping in, losing some (then most) of that love and care, especially through the resets, becuase the younger siblings aren't the ones who are cared about, so why would the love be fostered?
And ari doesn't care at all anymore, apathetic becuase of the vexing that her 'dad' did, now completely uncaring of the allays, but she's been there and done that, and she is doing what best suits her, and shes on fables side, for convenience, and becuase she knows how itll play out for the very fact she has seen what he can do and she has seen the similarites between the two 'father figures' and she is not loyal, and she knows better then to be (even if she actually had any emotional stake in it), and it's something about her having such a clear perspective,
And she was never a failure like icarus fears to be, is labeled every step of the way, even when she was called vaguely equivalent when she was being taken, she was confident in her actions, her only true 'failure' was regarding taking sorazas vessel, and now she doesn't care
And icarus is struggling with that, they have shattered evrery oportunity to undo, they can't go back, but every step further they get just seems a step further in a grave, and they are leaning on their father, on fable
And fable leads them like soldiers to wherever he deems fit,
And arisanna has been there, and it's just, something about how much more pointed that makes her comments
She's been there, and done that,
She knows how to work it, knows how they don't, aren't
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I love the ending of ORV for many reasons. One of them is that the world is still ruined, rebuilding yes, but the things that happened happened. Even when the whole group regressed they: a. didn't achieve the ending they wanted b. The apocalypse still happened c. They came back to their own timeline. The ending cements what I think is one of the main themes: You can't go forward by going back. Nostalgia will trap you. The whole world is still in front of you if you want to reach out. It may be ruined but it's yours to take care of
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lynzishell · 1 month
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Prev // Next
Transcript below the cut:
Spencer: Where’s Asses? Asher: Spence, I know you know how to say ‘Atlas’. Spencer: Uh-uh. Asses!
Asher: [laughs] Well, Atlas had to stay home and work. Spencer: Will he come over soon? Asher: Not today, kiddo. Maybe you should ask him to come visit you next weekend. Ask your mom to help you call him.
Spencer: MOMMY!! Asher: Not right now, goofball. Tonight. After dinner. Do you know how to ask him in French? Spencer: [nods] viens me rendre visite!
Asher: I’ll take your word for it. Don’t forget to say please. Spencer: s'il te plait. Asher: Right. Ask him just like that. [winks]
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scorchedmazes · 11 months
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“if there was a person other than teresa on the planet he could truly call a friend, it was minho. and he couldn’t handle losing him, too”- tst, pg. 159.
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(rereading tst and oh man the thominho content)
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