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ACTS OF LOVE ★ masterlist.

pairing: attack on titan characters x reader

genre: platonic, bffs au | wc: 7.4k

⏤ As long as you’ve got a good group of friends, anything is possible. Thankfully, you’ve got the best group you could ever ask for.

(01) taking pics of ur friends without them asking u to bc they looked so pretty in that exact moment

“Well, at least the views not so bad. Honestly, I thought it would be a lot worse.”

Beside you, at the top of the bleachers that surround the large football pitch below, Eren huffs and kicks his feet up onto the empty row in front of him. It would be easy to just move rows, considering the game’s due to start in ten minutes time, and there’s plenty of empty seats closer. But, he’s bought these seats, and by the looks of things, Jean and Connie are already comfortable where they are, sharing a big bag of sticky popcorn between them. Casting a look to the right, you notice that Historia and Sasha are making their way up, dressed in jerseys and caps, and you suddenly feel very out of place.

“Tell me why I came again?” you ask, not looking away from the pitch below. The grass is bright green, and every wandering body down on the pitch is just a small speck.

“Because,” Eren starts, unlocking his phone and checking his messages. You snoop- one missed text from Mikasa and two off his Mom, which makes you smile. Eren’s always been a Mommy’s boy. “You love me, and you know that I worked my ass off for two whole months saving up for these tickets. And, since Armin’s sick and couldn’t come, you decided to be a good friend and take his place.”

With a frown, you look back towards Eren. “I don’t know shit about football.”

“Cheer when we do,” Eren suggests honestly.

Jean perks up, patting your arm roughly. “Do what I do, and cheer for the team with the prettier uniform.”

“Don’t!” Eren hisses, grabbing you back. “The other team have a prettier uniform, but if you cheer for them on this side of the stadium, you’re going to get mobbed. Hey, Jean, don’t tell her that, she doesn’t know any better.”

“Just football,” Jean shrugs.

“Just football…” Eren scoffs and shrinks back down in his seat.

You laugh quietly, petting Eren’s leg with faux sympathy. As you move your body to glance around the stadium, strangely anticipating the start of the match, a flash out the corner of your eye makes you look over in Connie’s general direction. Connie holds his phone up, taking a photo, and then smiles as he checks it on the screen.

“Connie Springer, delete it now!” you gape, realising what he’s done. “Oh my God, I bet I look so ugly…you could have warned me.”

“Sorry,” he laughs sheepishly. He then shows you the screen, “you looked pretty! And it’s your first live match ever, we had to document it. Jean, look. Wow…I’m sending this to Armin for proof that you’re having fun.”

“What if I’m not having fun?” you ask.

He glances up, “you are.”

(02) randomly giving tiny gifts (a comic book that ur friend likes, a heart-shaped piece of paper with a sweet message on it)

“Can anybody here share the exact chemistry behind Elephant Toothpaste?”

Chemistry is the absolute bane of your life. It’s only been a few weeks, and you’re already regretting taking additional classes in it. Technically, it was Reiner’s fault you were here in the first place. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was too much of a pussy to enrol into classes alone and therefore had guilted you into taking advanced chemistry with him, then you wouldn’t be here. You sigh for the fourth time in the last ten minutes and shove your chin into the palm of your hand. The clock above Professor Han’s head seems to be still, taunting you with zero movements.

Can boredom kill you? You wonder about that, letting your mind wander as Professor Han continues to quiz the front two rows on the exact chemical formula of the affectionately named Elephant Toothpaste. You’re so close to finding the answer when you feel somebody poking your upper arm. The finger that pokes belongs to Reiner, and you angle your head to look at him with a questioning glare.

Reiner smiles. Like you, he rolled out of bed this morning and tried his best to look semi-presentable; if you counted borderline pajama wear and a serious case of bed-head to be presentable and acceptable for a 9am lecture. Reiner says nothing, just smiles and pushes something towards you with two fingers. The sound of the paper sliding towards you brings your gaze down, and as you look away to stare at it, he returns his attention to Professor Han. Bare in mind, his notebook is empty, save doodles of someone on the front row, occasionally losing focus and staring around the room for long periods of time.

What Reiner has pushed before you is a small little piece of paper, smoothly cut into a heart shape. Now the sound of scissors makes sense… It’s just scrap paper from the back of his notebook, decorated with tiny stars and circles, a pathetic hand drawn galaxy on the front like a book cover. You slowly pick it up, more interested in this than the lecture. You turn it over curiously, your heart thumping endearingly and a smile picking up on your face as you read what he's written on the back.

you and me have some serious chemistry. love u

Reiner refuses to make eye contact again. He’ll say something along the lines of, “you’re taking it too seriously” when you’ll no doubt ask him about it later, but really, Reiner’s just a softie, with the sudden need to tell his friends that he loves them. You’re not complaining.

(03) handwritten letters with cute stickers

Something’s been left in your shared kitchen, something with your name on it and closed in an envelope with a small Gudetama sticker. You set your cup of tea to the side, sliding up onto a stool near the breakfast bar to read it. The front is in a bold font, in handwriting you don’t really recognise. Careful of the time and effort put into the appearance, you carefully open the envelope and take out the contents.

Y/N Good morning. I hope you slept okay - when I came by last night after judo to see Annie, you were actually passed out on the couch in the common room so I piggy backed you up to your room. Hehe, your room is so dirty though…I think I definitely tripped over a plug that connected your fairylights, so sorry if that doesn’t work anymore. Anyway. I left this morning and left you some nice tea and some tablets (Annie said that I should put them in your bathroom, so I literally just left them on your sink). I know you haven’t been having a fun time with midterms and you need to take care of yourself! If you get too sick and can’t do anything, then how will we eat?? You’re our uni mom!!! We need to live too!!!!! D: I also rented out Harry Potter for later. I know you get really sad and lonely when you’re stressed out, and so we can watch it together when I’m home after my shift at work :D Hehe, feel better <3 Just remember that your bestie loves you!!! Drink tea and stay warm :) Lots of love, Armin :D

The paper is signed with Armin’s messy handwriting, like he ran out of time as he was writing it. The page is littered with tiny Gudetama stickers and the sight of it makes you smile. Along with other little notes people have left for you over the last few months, this one earns a spot on your cork board above your desk.

(04) remembering what ur friend likes or dislikes

You were so late.

Almost getting run over by a bus in the process, you sprint across the small road that separates your flat and the University central campus, missing a deep puddle as you step up off the road and onto the pavement. It pours, your hair soaked and makeup no doubt running and staining your cheeks. Holy fuck, you were so late.

Every Friday, without fail, Flat 6 (aka the large flat you share with your best friends) host an annual movie night, inviting literally all of your extended friendship group which definitely is not allowed, but who cares? You noticed Ymir’s car pulled up in the car park next door and curse again, knowing you’re the last one to arrive to a movie night you’re technically hosting.

You rush up the stairs, since the elevator is still down for maintenance, and burst into the flat with an announcing groan. From somewhere in the living room, Sasha looks up with happy surprise and jumps up off the couch, approaching the hall.

“Y/N! You made it.”

You wince, smiling as you hang up your coat to drip dry on the mat near the door. “Yep. I made it. To my own movie night. That I’m technically helping host.”

“No sweat,” Sasha shrugs. “It’s okay. Here, I’ll dump your bag in the closet. Get changed, I think they're still preparing snacks, anyway.. Annie was in the kitchen a minute ago.”

“Okay. Thanks, Sash.”

She gushes, smiling and raising her shoulders cutely. “It’s okay, Y/N.”

Sasha swiftly takes your bag from your clutches, faking the weight with the droop of her knees just to hear you laugh, and then she turns to shuffle down the hall to quite literally toss it into the shared storage closet. You’re not too worried; on days like today, in which you have one 1 hour seminar to attend at 5pm and nothing else, there’s nothing inside your bag worthy of being broken by Sasha throwing it to the ground. As she does this, you shudder out of your shoes and make your way to your bedroom, to change into something warm and comfortable for the movie.

The sound of laughter makes you hurry to change, one leg out of your damp and cold jeans whilst simultaneously fishing for some old jogging bottoms out of your bottom draw, a jumper from Annie that she thought she lost left for you to grab on your bed. What she doesn’t know and will find out in five minutes won’t hurt her. (Annie also doesn’t care, because she’s a whipped best friend who lets you do what you want, including steal clothes she actually needs and can’t really afford to replace. Oh well, sharing is caring!).

Your hair is still soaked, and you move towards the single bathroom squeezed between two bedrooms to ring it out in the sink. Once you’re done, and your hair is thrown up into a scrunchie-decorated pony, you pace back towards the kitchen where, rightly so, Annie stands with her back facing you, filling up a glass with Pepsi.

“I thought we threw that shit out,” you announce as you walk in. “You know this flat is Team Coca Cola, those are the rules.”

Annie sighs, not looking up. “Yeah, I know, but Erwin is a monster.”

“He’s so annoying…why can’t he just admit that Coke is better?” you sigh, moving towards Annie to see the small bowls of snacks she has ready to be taken into the living room. It’s full in there, people stuffed onto the sofas and the floor where a bed of blankets lies like a mattress.

Annie's outdone herself; the bowls are neatly organised by colour and ingredient, and you smile. Annie was a lot of things, one of them a secret perfectionist. Even when it concerned bowls of snacks. God, you love to love her.

“Erwin’s a man of unpopular opinions, I mean, he really thinks the live action of The Lion King is good, like, who actually thinks that?” Annie rants, and then she glances to the side towards you, is silent for a moment, and then asks, “is that my jumper?”

You look down at it with a smile. “Yep. It’s comfy.”

Annie hums, like she’s bored. “Whatever, looks better on you than it did on me. Who the fuck lied to me and told me dark green was my colour…?”

“Every colour is your colour,” you say, patting her back and reaching for the bowls. “Should I take these in?”

Annie then nods, humming again. “Yeah. Yellow bowl is for you, by the way.”

You look to it. “And why is that?”

“Cause I know you don’t like the barbecue flavour chips that are in the red bowl, but everyone else does, so I went out and got you the salty ones. Oh, and there’s a bar of Galaxy in the fridge. Don’t tell Reiner, cause he’ll get pissy about how I didn’t get him something.”

As Annie tells you this, your heart flutters. You had told her that when you first met, after she offered you some of her chips noticing you were the only person not eating.

“You remembered that?” you wonder, and Annie looks at you like you’ve lost your mind.

“I’m a good friend,” she states, as though it were obvious. “Don’t get it twisted, though. I only did it because I don’t want to hear you complaining about it all night.”

You’re sure that’s a lie, but if it makes her feel better, you’ll accept it. You’ll also ignore the embarrassed tinge of red on her cheeks.

(05) inside jokes

[15:16PM] eren: alright fuckers 🔪😡 [15:16PM] eren: who left the kitchen window open all damn night [15:17PM] eren: there’s three spiders in the sink and it rained so the work surface is all wet [15:17PM] eren: [1 Image Attached] not happy rn [15:23PM] ymir: i dont even live with you why are you asking the gc this [15:24PM] eren: levi has the flat gc muted and idk how else to yell at him [15:28PM] y/n: blame me,,,,i have failed u,,,,,,,im sowwy [15:29PM] eren: hehe its ok ❣️💘💕💓 i’ll clean it up 🥰 [15:32PM] jean: wtf...she doesnt even live with us [15:39PM] connie: YALL LMAOODIUGJFKDSLJ [15:39PM] connie: guess what TF just happened in my maths class [15:41PM] connie: i forgot that on one of my assignments me and y/n had drawn a camel in the library on the back and he saw and asked me 2 stay behind after class so he could have stern words with me or smthn…..anyway so i go to the front of the class at the end and he’s like “mr springer what the hell is this camel doing here” [15:42PM] connie: and i said sir thats not a camel [15:42PM] connie: thats my WIFE [15:43PM] y/n: HA HA HA… [15:45PM] jean: STOP for fucks sake [15:47PM] eren: THIS IS THE THIRD TIME YOU’VE MADE THIS REFERENCE AND I DONT KNOW WHAT IT MEANS [15:48PM] annie: i hate this gc

(06) long phone calls

[Incoming Facetime Call From: Ymir ]

“Hey.”

“Hey. Y/N, are you sitting down because I have some major tea on Thomas and Mina and I’m not supposed to be saying anything and it’s killing me.”

“Oh shit.” Audio shuffles. “I’m lying down now, bitch. Tell me everything.”

“Okay. So…”

[Five Hours Later]

“I’m still in shock about Mina and Thomas.”

“Me too. What’s Mina gonna do, lie and say she had heat rash on her titties?”

“Hopefully she doesn’t get them out for people to see.”

“Literally. God, I hate how our life has resorted to class gossip. Are we those people?”

“Yup. Two students bitching about group project partners at…like …midnight?”

“Oh, shit, it’s midnight already??”

(07) facetiming while ur both doing something else (study dates like that are on another level of intimacy)

Bertholdt’s had the same cold for about two weeks now, and nobody knows what the hell’s up with it. He walks around his flat, according to Jean, wrapped up in a blanket and surrounded by a necklace of matted tissues. To be honest, it’s not as bad as he’s making it out to be, but he’s a guy, and so anything that involves a slight stomach pain and a blocked nose instantly translates to man flu, which is almost as bad as the plague.

That being said, Bertholdt’s set himself under “house arrest” and is therefore glued to his bed or desk chair, still managing to move his sore and aching joints to write a few words on his lab report. With the first round of finals creeping up, Bertholdt actually wants to go to the library, but, man, what with his man flu and everything, he just can’t seem to do it.

On the other hand, he has you to set the mood for him. After snagging a corner table in the library near the big windows, you make a barrier out of your bag and books to watch the sunset, Mikasa opposite using minimal space with her laptop and headphones, watching a documentary she’ll need to cite for her essay. Eren naps next to you, having exhausted himself from his shift last night that ran into the early hours and Historia secretly paints her nails, blowing them dry as she takes a break from writing.

Once you’re settled and comfortable, you reluctantly peel away the slice of tape covering your webcam (because Black Mirror has forever scared you into thinking 4Chan are watching you and will hold your endless hours of Games2Girls dot com against you) and open up Facetime, ringing Bertholdt who waits patiently back home.

After a few rings, Bertholdt’s bright and tired face pops up on the screen and you both silently wave. He has his mic muted, but yours is on, allowing the ambience of the library trick him into believing he’s actually there. It’s not quite like an ordinary study date, but for now, it’ll do. He opens his textbook and starts to work, comfortable and happy now that he’s listening to his friends discuss work, like he’s there. He smiles, occasionally glancing up to see your face working or Eren unintentionally leaning into frame. It’s comforting. He works well.

(08) cooking something for ur friend

“Merry Christmas, Reiner. Oh, wait, I have something for you.”

Reiner is hosting a Christmas party this year, in the apartment he shares with some of the other people in your group. His flat is lit up with lights, draining the electricity, the tree sparkling like diamonds in the front living room that looks out onto the city. The sound of Michael Bublé sings out festively and Reiner leads you through to the kitchen, out of the loud madness of the party that’s getting into full swing. In one hand, you have a big bag of presents that both Annie and Sasha kindly left for you to haul all by yourself to Reiner’s flat, and in the other, you balance a box across your arm, the corner sharp on your inner elbow.

“Cool. Your gift is under the tree,” Reiner says.

“Oh, yeah. No, this is an early gift.”

“Just for me?” he asks.

You set down the box. “Well, you can share if you love us all a lot. But, it’s for you.”

Reiner wastes no time in opening the box, a smile widening across his face as he reviews the contents. The box is stuffed full with cookies, baked big and crumbly for his tasty pleasures. They’re decorated too, because you love him so much and you know he liked them last year.

“Last year you ate nearly all of my batch, so I just decided to make you some of your own this year,” you tell him casually. It’s really no big deal, but Reiner feels like he might actually cry because the thought is so sweet. You notice this, “Ew, don’t cry.”

“I’m sorry, I’m touched!” he exclaims. Reiner turns on his spot and wraps an arm around your neck, pulling you in for a hug. With your arms wrapped around his torso, Reiner smiles with a thrilled sound and kisses the crown of your head. “Thanks, Y/N, you’re the best.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”

(09) sending texts when u randomly think abt them

[11:15AM] historia: i stopped by at waterstones today and found a cards against humanity add on pack that was harry potter themed and i thought of u [11:15AM] historia: i bought it for u btw 😊

(10) listening without judging

When the door slams shut, you know that something’s wrong.

Having opted for sitting in the natural light of the common room to finish your lab report, the sound of the door echoes loudly throughout the empty common room. It’s only you in here, since Levi has volleyball practise until six this evening, and everyone else has class, work or other plans. Only one person is free at this time, which means it’s Jean who’s here and apparently, not in a very good mood.

Jean doesn’t realise you’re in the room until he enters it, stopping suddenly in the doorway when he sees you cross-legged on the carpet near the coffee table. His eyes are red and swollen, his nose shiny from where he’s been crying and sniffling. The sight makes your stomach churn with an indescribable feeling, and you immediately rise to your feet. There's a bag over his shoulder, as though he was on his way to the gym that's through another door in this room, but that can wait.

“Jean? What’s wrong- did something happen?” you ask him, not stepping forward until you know he’s okay.

Jean's sensitive and sometimes you forget to go easy on him. He sighs loudly and drops his bag to the floor with a thud. He drags his feet across the floor to get to the couch. He moves as if he’s going to sit down and then stops, turning to you. His bottom lip curls like he’s about to cry, and then he opens his arms for a hug. You immediately move forward.

“Oh, Jean,” you coo, stroking his hair and moving to sit on the sofa. Jean comes down with you and you rest his head on top of your breasts, granting him this once in a lifetime opportunity and he doesn’t even register it. He just cries, loudly and comfortably, his arms around you as he sobs. “Oh, my baby. What happened?”

Jean hiccups. “Do-Doesn’t matter. It’s dumb.”

“No, it’s not. Something hurt your feelings, and your feelings aren’t dumb,” you tell him seriously. Stroking the hair out of his face, you peer down at him. “Come on. Tell me, I won’t judge or tell anybody else. You can trust me.”

He sniffs loudly, but you don’t cringe. He blinks, tears falling and he embarrassingly wipes the tears away, nodding. “Okay.” And then the words come out like vomit.

“I just. You know how I liked Emma, right? Cause Mikasa's like my sister, and I stopped liking her a lot when we met Emma and her friends. You know that. Anyway... Well, we were talking- everyone knows we were, but still, we were talking, and I just really liked her and wanted her to like me. I did all this stuff for her, planned all these dates and got her flowers. I thought she liked flowers, girls like flowers. I know we joke that you’re one of the guys, but even you liked those flowers I got for you. So, I got her this pretty necklace with an E on it and was going to give it to her and so I went to her practise room. She does dance, you knew she does dance, right? Yeah. And so I went to the room and was in the room talking to her when the door opens and this guy comes in and he comes up to her and they kiss and I just. She. She told me she didn’t want to rush into dating and that she liked me, and then she suddenly started dating someone else and I’m just really hurt and confused. Did I do something wrong? Am I ugly? Am I annoying, I just…I don’t know what I did. I really liked her.”

You don’t say anything as he talks. You just listen intently, nodding against his head with a low hum and stroking his hair gently.

“I know it’s silly and stupid that I’m crying over a girl, it’s just…” He sighs. “It hurts.”

You sigh, too. “It’s not silly and stupid. What she did was really shitty and it’s natural that it hurt your feelings. You did absolutely nothing wrong, though. The flowers were pretty, and you didn’t force her into anything, and you were so kind and patient. Any girl would be lucky enough to have you as a boyfriend. Emma missed out! You’re so good, Jean, one of the best guys I know. And you’re not ugly! That’s an insult to actual ugly people! If you’re ugly, then what are we?” He laughs shyly and you smile, “Huh? What are we?”

“Okay, sorry,” Jean laughs, pressing his cheek into your torso with a wide smile. His hands loop together behind your back, meek and timid, and he sighs, this time less sadly. “Maybe I’m destined to be alone forever…”

“You’re being dramatic, now,” you sigh. “The right person is waiting for you. Just give it some time.”

Jean thinks about that for a moment. “Wanna date me if I end up alone and single aged thirty?”

Loudly, you let out a laugh. “Yeah right. You know what, fine. Even though I know you won’t be, if we’re both single by thirty, I’ll marry you. How about that?”

Jean hums. “Cool. Is it safe to have kids after thirty?”

You let out a wheeze, taken aback by Jean’s question. “Woah there. I said I’d marry you, not birth your children! Besides, you’re acting like thirty is ancient! Lots of women have kids aged thirty.”

“Okay, sorry, I didn’t know! My Mom was only young.”

“I can’t believe you just asked me to have kids with you when we’re thirty…”

“Might as well make our marriage interesting,” Jean shrugs.

(11) making someone laugh so hard that their whole body shakes

“Ow- stop! I’m going to pee!”

You don’t think you’ve seen Eren laugh at a joke that’s not his own in quite some time. Tonight, across the table in the retro diner that’s been converted and opened in town, he has surprised you. The entire booth shakes with laughter, from all sides and directions. Eren leans up against the window, clutching his side with Mikasa, Armin and Sasha all stuffed next to him on the skinny one seater. Next to you, on either side, is Connie and Jean, with Marco and Bertholdt at the counter ordering more drinks.

“What?” you ask, laughing. You’re not laughing because it’s funny, but more so because you have no idea what it is you did to make him laugh so hard. “What did I say?”

Eren can hardly get his words out, choking halfway on air and having to reach for his drink which shakes in his hand. He sips and gasps for air: “Just-your…face!” Then he cracks up again, like it’s the literal joke of the century. You just don’t get it.

“What did I do?” you ask. “What’s so funny?”

Eren can’t breathe.

“Oh my God,” Mikasa comments, smiling with disbelief and covering her mouth as she laughs. Sasha’s french fries are stone cold as she laughs and leans into Armin’s side for support.

“Fuck. Y/N, you’re so funny, I love you so much,” Eren cries. Cries, literally; there are tears pooling out of his eyes, and he wipes them, sighing loudly as he laughs a few more times.

You’re going to take the compliment happily, and move on. To this day, you never found out what was so funny…

(12) hanging out in furniture stores and testing every couch there is

“Take a picture of me so we can pretend this is our house for Instagram.”

You sigh, taking out your phone and snapping a photo of Connie, lounging his legs apart across a lime green sofa that looks like it’s been hauled out of a 70’s magazine. One of the best things about Connie is that he’s easy to please, and adventurous just like you. Connie could be taken to a junkyard for a first date and somehow he’d still find it fun. He didn’t watch Bottletop Bill and his best friend Corky and leave not taking some inspiration on what to do with scrap junk.

It slowly became a tradition to go to the weirdest places with Connie as your date. On weekends or free weekdays you shared, you’d text Connie and get him to come with you to somewhere new. On today’s list, IKEA. It’s not totally crazy, or weird or wacky, just something you don’t think you’d do with Levi for fun. Connie loved the idea.

Connie’s making it a mission to sit on every bit of furniture he can find. As he takes a ride up the elevator to the first and main starting point of IKEA, he immediately notices the display couches and stares at you excitedly: “Let’s pretend we’re about to buy our dream house and test all the couches.”

Your eyes light up. “Yes! We can pretend we’re on a TV show reviewing them.”

You don’t think you’ve ever seen Connie more excited. “Oh my God, yes!” Then he grabs your hand, tugging you towards a cream themed living display. “Let’s go, wifey! Time to review.”

(You very nearly leave IKEA with a bright red sofa that looks like it’s been handmade and the bottom pillows are patterned with tiny cherries. Sadly, you’re both broke and you don’t have a car to take it home.)

((Connie’s devastated.))

(13) holding hands while jaywalking so that u Both get hit by a car

“Now!”

A squeal leaves your mouth as Eren grabs a hold of your hand and literally pulls you across the road. A car that speeds down the road presses the horn loud enough to turn a few heads and Eren grins boyishly, raising his hand as if to say sorry even though you’re far enough away to not get hit. Erens motto for jaywalking is We Hold Hands, Because We Go Together Or We Don’t Go Down At All, or something. You know he stole half of it from an All Time Low song, but it works, and the song slaps.

From across the road, on the side you and Eren are running towards, Annie scowls at the both of you .

“You two have a death wish!” she complains.

“But we lived!” Eren replies, raising a gang sign to which Annie pulls a face at.

“I literally cannot stand you,” Annie seethes, walking away even though she’s supposed to be going out for dinner with the both of you. You and Eren share a look that ends in a burst of laughter and run after Annie, capturing each of her arms with your own. She complains all the way to the restaurant, even though she loves it.

(14) randomly buying a flower for someone

“Delivery.”

Reiner’s voice lifts your head. He stands behind the reception desk of your flat complex with a small bunch of flowers in his left hand. If he didn’t already know that you were working your two hour shift today, then he’s lucky he caught you. The sight of a bouquet of wildflowers makes your heart soar curiously.

“For someone special?” you wonder. Maybe he’s delivering to someone in the complex. Reiner’s a softie like that.

Reiner blinks. “Yeah. You.” He holds the bouquet outwards, with a bright smile. “They were for sale outside as I got off my bus. Thought of you. Happy early birthday.”

“My birthday’s in, like, seven months,” you say.

“That’s why it’s for your early birthday,” Reiner replies.

You don’t know what to say. “They’re so pretty, thank you. Hey - can you go up to my flat and put them in a vase? I’ve still got an hour here, they might dry out if they’re kept down here.”

Reiner nods instantly. “Sure. Gimme your key?” You slide the key across the desk towards Reiner and he takes it swiftly. “Cool. Glad you like them. Enjoy your shift, Y/N.”

“Unlikely,” you groan. “Thanks, Reiner!”

He smiles as he reaches the door, sticking his tongue out to you as he prepares to climb the stairs. That elevator needs fixing urgently, and all you can think about is how much you love your friends.

(15) letting ur friends taste ur food and also tasting theirs to the point where u basically ate a fair amount off of each plate on the table

“What do you mean you’ve never tried a rare steak before?” Ymir sighs so loudly that it turns a few heads. “Okay. Take a bite, it’s called charity and I’m generous. Come on.”

Ymir even cuts you a slice and leans over the table to let you taste it. Beside you, Jean cringes when you close your teeth around the fork and pull the steak off, taking several bites and widening your eyes with wonder a Ymir. You have just unlocked a taste sensation!

“Like it?” Ymir asks.

“Mhm! It’s so easy to eat,” you observe. You look at Jean, “try his.”

Ymir sighs. She willingly shares her food out. You glance down at your own meal, a pretty pasta dish that Sasha looks at from next to Ymir.

“What is that? It looks good,” Sasha asks.

“Spaghetti Al Pomodoro,” you quote from the menu. Connie laughs, because who goes to a restaurant and orders spaghetti? “Stop, I don’t know the menu, I played it safe!”

“Lemme try,” Sasha invites herself to try the taste, twirling her fork around the pasta and sucking it up like a scene in Lady and the Tramp. This sets off a sequence around the table, something you can’t help but snigger at. Mikasa lets you try some of her curry and Ymir tries Jean’s burger. By the time everybody on the table has tried everybody else's meals, you finally look back at your plate and notice that literally half of the meal’s now gone. Ymir has about one bite of steak left, and Jean could easily finish his burger in one bite.

“I hope everyone enjoyed my meal,” Ymir says sarcastically, and she angrily chews her last piece of steak.

Connie looks up with a bright smile. “Yeah I did. Thanks!”

(16) “give me that I’ll carry it for u”

Sometimes, Mikasa stops by at the reception to help out, especially during finals or midterms when you could really use those two hours of monitoring an empty email inbox to study. Today, one of the newer residents, Floch, is on the desk and is playing Club Penguin on the computer, and you’re shoved into the back storage room with Mikasa, filing everybody’s mail and parcels.

It’s so messy in here, and looks like it hasn’t had a good clean out since it was first built, which might sound ridiculous, but have you seen all of this dust?

“Can you guys take out the trash?” One of the other workers, Rico, pokes her head into the back room.

“You only just asked us to do this, though,” Mikasa points out.

Rico shrugs, “Okay. And? Get to work.”

She turns and leaves as Mikasa gives her the middle finger, groaning as she arches her back to relieve pain that’s developed from being hunched over for too long. The trash bags are enormous and bulky with weight, shoved into a single room that absolutely honks. Mikasa grimaces as she opens the door and drags some bags out, deliberately ignoring a suspicious juice leaving a trail behind one of the ones she’s just brought into the back room.

“That literally stinks,” you complain.

“Yep.”

While Mikasa continues to haul bags out of the trash room, you take it upon yourself to drag the bags out to the back, towards the giant tip that’s collected by the bin-men the following day. After two or three trips, Mikasa steps out of the room and notices you struggling to pick a big bag up off the floor over your shoulder, like Santa’s sack.

“Give me that, I’ll carry it for you,” Mikasa offers, already stepping forward.

“No!” you protest stubbornly. “I’ve got this.”

“You’re so full of bullshit,” Mikasa howls. She ignores you and snatches the bag out of your hands. You’ll never admit it, but it feels good to not have the twisty material burning your fingers. “Sit down. You’ve worked hard.”

“Don’t patronise me,” you scold.

She giggles, “sorry. Keep filling in those forms, kill two birds with one stone?”

You wait until Mikasa’s out of the room to cradle your fingers. Fucking hell, that hurts.

(17) helping ur friend decide what to wear while also reminding them that they look amazing no matter what

“You’re not going to the Met Gala, Jean. Just wear jeans, my dude.”

“No. No, no, ignore him.” You throw a glare in Eren’s direction and shift on your stomach, watching Jean frantically search through his wardrobe. “This is important. This is serious. He’s going to see a potential employer, Eren”

“Yeah,” Jean taunts, “so go be jobless and broke somewhere else.”

Eren snorts, “I have a job, though…”

“Okay, get out of my room. Y/N, help me.”

“You looked good in the last four outfits,” you say to him honestly. “What’s wrong with this one, hm?”

You stand up, moving to one of the outfits laid out on the floor. It’s a pretty combination of clothes; a patterned white shirt that’s both formal and casual, with black trousers and brown shoes.

“I don’t like the shoes,” Jean mumbles, continuing to search.

“Okay…Why don’t we just…” You crouch, moving a pair of black shoes from outfit number three to outfit number two. Now the shoes are black, and the outfit looks great. “Do that? What do you think?”

Jean looks down at it, biting his bottom lip. “Is it good?”

“Yeah, totally,” you nod with enthusiasm. “It shows your personality whilst also remaining professional. And you looked super handsome in it.” Jean faces you with a shy face, “Trust me. It’s the one.”

It takes some reluctance and convincing, but Jean eventually settles on outfit number two. All it took was some convincing and abuse of his praise kink.

(And he got the job.)

(18) being involved in every bad hair decision (dyeing ur friend’s hair grey in between playing with their switch)

Three games into Mario Kart, you realise that you urgently need to email Nintendo and play I’m-Karen-Let-Me-See-The-Manager. Nintendo Switches are so dangerously addictive that Sasha has you watching her play as grey hair dye bleaches her scalp. You can’t help but watch as she wins race after race, a streak of ten to beat tonight with King Boo as her racer every damn time. You blame Connie for this impulsive hair decision, but at least his was done professionally. Across the room, Historia watches apprehensively, her lit review on her lap as she studies.

“Fuck, your hair!” You must have said that so many times that Sasha’s bound to get sick of it. She glances up at his reflection and eyes the sight on her head.

“Looks fine,” she shrugs.

“Let me remind you that it looks fine because the colour’s okay at the front. It looks kinda…patchy at the back.” You reach for the dye, “We’re low. Sasha, we’re in trouble.”

She shrugs again. “Whatever. We can make a new trend.”

“Hell no. If it looks shit, I’m paying for you to get it done professionally …which, you should have just done in the first place. I’m not a hairdresser!”

“And thank fuck for that!” Connie steps into the living room and laughs nervously. “That looks hideous!”

This time, Sashia’s eyes raise nervously.

“It’s not that bad…” you mutter. “It’s okay. I’ll fix it.”

“The only way to save your hair is to just sacrifice it all,” Jean sighs, following behind Connie with a frown. “You know what, I’ve got a razor in my cupboard downstairs, let’s bring forward bald Sasha.”

“I’ll take the patchy scalp,” Sasha threatens.

“It’s really not that bad,” you pout quietly, attempting to fix the mess at the back of her head.

Okay - you’re lying. It’s awful. It’s a total disaster. But when Sasha gets a good look at it, and she does take a good long look, she just shrugs and puts down the mirror.

“It’s a trend,” she decides. Mario Kart resumes and you’re rendered absolutely speechless.

(19) looking stupid in public together (singing loudly in ur car)

“JUST GO AHEAD AND HATE ON ME AND RUN YOUR MOUTH!”

“So everyone can hear!”

“HIT ME WITH THE WORST YOU GOT AND KNOCK ME DOWN!”

“Oh, baby, I don’t care.”

“KEEP IT UP AND SOON ENOUGH, YOU’LL FIGURE OUT!”

Both of your voices: “You wanna be, you wanna be, A LOSER LIKE ME!”

In the backseat, Annie shrinks further down until her bum is hanging off the chair, in the footwell where her knees are. “Please kill me.”

(20) hugging people when u say hi and goodbye to them

Historia is one of the best friends you could ever ask for. One, she’s friendly. Two, she’s funny. Three, she’s cute. Four, she hugs you when you arrive somewhere and again when you leave, and you absolutely love it.

“Y/N, hi!” Her voice is the first to call out to you when you walk into the Open Day fair at your Uni. You look awful, overslept and still half asleep, but she comes towards you with a smile and engulfs you in a hug. “You look cute. Sleep well?”

That’s not to say the other guys don’t hug you, because they definitely do. But, Historia’s always the first.

(21) being there for someone even if u can’t help them

“Go ahead. Laugh at me like everybody else.”

Mikasa and Sasha are the ones who are unfortunately tasked with dealing with a tragically grieving Y/N. It’s unfortunate to you, but they don’t mind one bit. The last thing they expected to see when they came back to Sasha’s apartment to watch more episodes of Mindhunter on Sasha’s TV, was you curled up on the window seat with red eyes and a runny nose.

“Why would we laugh at you, baby?” Sasha asks, rubbing your back. She’s sat next to you and Mikasa is by your feet, rubbing them and your legs with her soft hands.

You sniff uglily, but none of them say anything. “Cause. Cause it’s just a fish, I guess.”

“It was still your pet,” Mikasa points out sadly. “Susan was a great fish.”

You sniff again, crying some more. “I just feel like a bad owner. Maybe the bowl wasn’t big enough, and maybe I didn’t feed her enough…I don’t want her to have died because of me.”

“Hey, now,” Sasha assures softly, “I’m sure she died peacefully. You were the best fish Mom ever. Susan’s in a better place now.” She glances over at Mikasa nervously, “Like, fish heaven?”

For a moment you don’t say anything, and Sasha thinks maybe that was too much. But then you turn to her with a hopeful expression. “You really think so?”

“Yeah, of course,” Mikasa adds.

“Mikasa’s still with you in your heart,” Sasha says. She’s not too great at the comforting thing. “You were so good to her. If I was a fish, I’d want you to be my Mom.”

Mikasa looks at Sasha with a deadpan face. Maybe that was too much, but you smiled, and that’s something to her. Even if she doesn’t know what to do to help, the least she can do is be there for you.

(22) “this reminded me of u”

[03:15AM] sasha: hehe [03:15AM] sasha: this reminded me of u ^__^ [03:16AM] sasha: [1 Image Attached]

[03:20AM] y/n: what the...

(23) allowing people to be human, with everything that this entails

University truly has been the best years of your life. There’ve been rough spots financially and mentally, but your key support system has been the circle of friends you’re proud to love and live with. Even when they’re a little bit chaotic, sometimes really annoying and loud and tiring, you still love them, and every quality that comes along with loving them.

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aceofspades-sml · 1 year

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My favorite things from last night show

Disclaimer : I was sitting in the fourth row of Manhattan, meaning I had an amazing overview of what was going on everywhere, however that also means I missed many, if not all, small interactions and background lines

+ I think i'll make a specific post about the characters and actors later on because I have way too much to say, this is only about the show in general and last night show's specifically

The way they use the stage is so clever ?? I heard about it but seeing it up close was actually very impressive + incredibly immersive. The newsies are everywhere, they interact with the audience, they are next to you, behind you, in the aisles... I legit got distracted from what was going on on stage so many times because I was watching them walk around the aisles

Also there are so many little off-stage interactions between the "background" newsies I really liked it not only is it even more immersive but it also shows how much work every single actor is putting into their character

The reaction to "who wants Brooklyn" is honestly a jumpscare. They all let out a loud "no" and hide their faces. My two favorites were Crutchie putting his bag on his head and Tommy boy lying face down on the floor

Jordan and Zack joined in during Seize the day !!!! Also the boys on stage cried during this number, and I'm pretty sure most of the audience did too. The overall performance was so emotional you could really see how much this show means to all of them

There was so much going on between them during Seize the day actually, I don't know if it's an everytime thing but either way last night it felt really sad, at the end of the number they all start to hug and comfort each other it was both really sweet and incredibly sad

Maybe it's because I only saw it once, but I liked the first part a lot better than the second part ? Like the watch what happen reprise, brooklyn's here and once and for all are still my fav numbers, but overall the first part felt a lot more flowing and dynamic than the second one ? (Maybe take into consideration here that I had a growing headache due to a very long day, so maybe that was why I couldn't enjoy this part to the fullest. Will come back to this if when I see it again in July)

Coming back to the use of the space here, but in King of New york I loved how they were just. Swinging on the lamps. Like I knew about it but I was still pretty impressed.

Watch what happens reprise was soooo good pls. I will come back to this when I post about the characters, but between davey's excitement and Jack's hopelessness it might very well be my favorite interpretation of this scene

The ??? Brooklyn newsies ??? The girls own my heart I swear. Also I didn't know they came into a circle and all said their name, until the climax of "SPOT !" ??? In a way it echoes the moment in seize the day when all the boys get into a triangle and say their names but it also establish them as characters, even tho most of them have no other lines

Once and for all was amazing what else do you want. Also I missed the whole number on stage bc Immie and Damon were dancing right in front of me so there's that

I will talk about the ending later, but I'm just jumping to the bows bc it was ??? So emotional omg ??

When they all line up at the end Alex Hatton started shaking everyone's hand and at first I didn't know if he was still in character or not but anyway it was so sad pls

Also when Alex and George bowed they hugged afterwards and they both looked both so sad I was crying

At the very end they had extra bows for all the leaving cast members and they were all hugging each other and comforting each other

(side note but idk what they did with the lights, bc apparently all the boroughs still had a pretty nice view of them but from Manhattan I legit didn't see anything from the extra bows ?)

Anyway at the end kamilla came out and put Lary on the stage and then basically everyone went crazy

I have sooo much more to say about this show but I need to organize my notes with the characters and stuff so i'll leave that here for now. Also yeah I'm still emotional about the cast leaving so I needed to rant about it so badly

#i thing the best part was seize the day for really i almost screamed when zack and jordan came on #the overall show was so emotional uhhh #newsies #newsies uk #uksies

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fiveraccoonsinatrenchcoat · 2 years

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Romeo And Juliet (Or Some Other Romantic Shit Like That) Ch. 4

Eddie Munson x f!reader

Series Description: The Saturday night slot at The Hideout is open, and Corroded Coffin thought they were a shoo-in. When it goes to a different band, however, Eddie becomes more than a little distracted by their pretty bassist

Previous Chapter - Next Chapter

Chapter Description: Eddie may or may not have been doing some light stalking, and he may or may not have gotten caught.

Warnings: Alcohol mentions, smoking, language, sexual harassment mentions (noting explicit don't worry), a very awkward eddie (bc that's my favorite)

Word Count: 2335

Three Saturday night shows had passed since Seductress’ Hideout debut, and Eddie Munson hadn’t missed a single one.

His bandmates had no idea. He doubted they’d be mad at all, but the embarrassment alone might kill him (and he wasn’t one to get embarrassed easily). He just couldn’t get you out of his head. He tried, he really did, but every time he thought he’d distracted himself, the image of your candy red lipstick would float back to the forefront of his mind, and he’d be rocketed right back to square one.

So, here he was, spending his fourth Saturday night in a row standing in the dark back corner of The Hideout. At first, he had been able to delude himself into thinking it was about anything other than seeing you; ‘sizing up the competition’, he had told himself. By the beginning of your third performance, though, that illusion had fallen completely. He was in deep.

None of his past crushes had thrown him for this big of a loop. He would walk right up to them and ask them out, because he knew they’d all say no. They were all too popular and important to consider even the idea of going on a date with Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson; he really only did it because they would get all embarrassed in the process. The only difference with you was that there was a chance that you’d actually say ‘yes’, which made the prospect of you saying ‘no’ even more terrifying.

Rhonda had seen right through him, of course. The moment he walked into the bar without his bandmates and didn’t try to charm his way into a drink, she could tell something was up with him (though, she could always tell when something was up with him). When Seductress started up and she saw how Eddie had glued his gaze onto the bassist with a pink flush dusting his cheeks, her suspicions were confirmed.

Her boy had a crush.

“Y’know,” she said to Eddie after his fourth week of pining for the girl. “You could always just. . . talk to her.”

“No, I can’t!” Eddie said with wide eyes from the barstool he’d planted himself on. The Hideout was closed for the night, but Rhonda liked when Eddie stuck around after hours while she finished her closing duties. He kept her company. “For one, she’s, like, miles above my league-”

Rhonda made an unamused ‘hm’ noise at that.

“-and two, I have a sinking feeling that after the lovely first impression we left, she’ll want absolutely nothing to do with me.”

“From what you said, it was them that started that fight, not you,” Rhonda replied. “Besides, the worst thing that could happen is she says no, you move on, happily ever after.”

Rhonda had heard all about the altercation between the boys and Tonya, and was a little bit hesitant about the girls of Seductress from then on. You were damn good on stage, but she didn’t like the idea of Eddie with any one of you after what had been said.

“I haven’t had it this bad since Cathleen Clarke in sixth grade,” Eddie muttered as he dropped his face into his hands. “Jesus, Rhonda, I don’t know what to do!”

“Well you better figure it out quick,” Rhonda said as she closed out the register. “‘Cause it seems like your Juliet’s headed straight this way.”

Eddie shot straight up on his stool. This had to have been the worst possible time for you to come over to where he was sitting.

“What!?” Eddie exclaimed. Before he could get another word out, though, you came up to the bar and stood right next to him. You leaned your forearms against the counter and Eddie didn’t dare look over at you. Instead, he opted to point his gaze at a now absolutely fascinating bottle of Jameson behind the bar.

“Hey, Rhonda,” you greeted. “Have you seen Marty anywhere? Jessa went to get our pay, but he isn’t in his office and none of us can find him anywhere.”

“He’s probably passed out on the couch in the attic break room again,” Rhonda huffed. God, she hated that man.

“Is that up the stairs behind the stage?” you asked. “I didn’t even know you guys had an attic.”

“Don’t worry about it, honey,” Rhonda said as she grabbed a bucket and filled it with ice and tap water. “This isn’t my first rodeo. I can handle him.”

Rhonda walked out from behind the bar with a mischievous grin, ice bucket in hand. If Eddie wasn’t super glued to his seat, he’d have jumped at the opportunity to watch Rhonda drench a drunken Marty with ice water. Instead, though, he shot a pleading look at her, trying anything to keep her from leaving him alone with you. She just gave him a wink and walked off.

This had to be some sort of nightmare, right?

There was silence between the two of you for a moment, until you pulled out the barstool next to Eddie’s and sat down.

“After everything happened with Tonya,” you said, fidgeting in your seat. “I’d kind of assumed you’d never want to see us perform ever again.”

Eddie, having finally built up the courage, turned to look at you. You’d swapped your signature red lipstick out for black tonight, and it made Eddie’s stomach flip just a little bit. For the first time in maybe ever, he had absolutely no idea what to say.

“Y’know, just because you stand in the back doesn’t mean I can’t see when you come in every week.”

Okay, yeah. This was definitely, absolutely, a complete and total nightmare.

“Thought I wouldn’t be able to see, didn’t you?” you asked with a smile.

“Well, I mean,” Eddie stuttered out. “I wouldn’t say-”

“It's okay,” you said in response to his ramblings. “It’s. . .flattering.”

“Flattering?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah,” you reiterated. “Cute, even.”

Cute? You thought it was cute?! Eddie’s heart was hammering so hard in his chest he was sure you’d be able to hear it.

“You’re not like,” Eddie started. “Creeped out, or anything?”

“Dude, I’m in an all girl punk band,” you said. He could hear your smile in your voice. “That’s probably the least creepy thing a guy has done to us at a show.”

Eddie became a little less tense at your levity and smiled back at you.

“Really? Stalking your shows for a month is the least creepy thing?”

“Oh, absolutely,” you answered.

“So, what’s the most creepy thing?”

“God, how much time do you have?” you muttered, though the smile had yet to drop from your face. “Um. . . once we caught the bouncer at a venue in Bloomington digging through our trash after the show.”

“What was he even looking for?” Eddie asked with a laugh.

“Tampons, probably.”

“Oh my god, seriously?!”

“I mean he didn’t say that, but c’mon, what else could he have been looking for?”

“Gross,” Eddie said, shaking his head.

“Oh!” you exclaimed, remembering another anecdote. “A year or two ago, we were playing a show during ISU’s homecoming, and a pair of Harriette's underwear went missing from her duffle bag. We only found it because the dude who took it passed out drunk outside the bar. He had it shoved in the pocket of his jacket, but it was sticking out.”

“Jesus Christ.” Eddie, though he was feeling considerably less creepy by comparison, had a disgusted look on his face. “Do you have to deal with that shit everywhere?”

“I mean, it isn’t usually that bad, but sexist assholes are a pretty consistent presence wherever you end up,” you said. “Although Tonya’s usually pretty good at scaring them off. I guess we’re just not worth the fight she puts up.”

Suddenly, the image of him and his bandmates barreling into the greenroom a few weeks before flashed across his mind, and he felt a pang of guilt in his stomach.

“Shit, that’s why she lost her shit on us so bad, isn’t it?” Eddie asked.

“Well, I think most of that was post show adrenaline and the shots we took before we went out,” you said. “But yeah, it was probably part of it.”

“Sorry. We probably scared the shit outta you guys.”

“It’s okay. You guys were just as pissed at us as she was at you,” you said. “Understandably.”

You looked down at the surface of the bar. Rhonda had just wiped it down, so it was still shiny and wet. Eddie could see your reflection in the black polished wood.

Eddie watched as you turned your head to face him again, and just as you opened your mouth to say something, he heard a splash and a yelp come from upstairs. Both of you whipped your heads to the staircase, and Rhonda came down with an empty bucket and a very proud look on her face. She was followed shortly thereafter by a soaking wet Marty. His wire framed glasses were askew as he dripped his way down the stairs and trudged into the bathroom, grumbling nonsense as he went. You and Eddie were trying your best to stifle your laughter as Rhonda held up the keys to Marty’s office so you could see them.

“Give ‘em to Jessa!” you shouted to her from across the empty bar. Rhonda gave you a thumbs up and walked backstage to find your bandmate.

A moment of silence passed, but as soon as your’s and Eddie’s eyes met, you were both doubled over in laughter. By the end of it, you had all but lost your breath entirely and Eddie was wiping tears from his eyes.

“Jesus Christ, he had that coming,” Eddie said.

“God, he's the worst,” you sighed, no longer struggling to breathe.

“Totally the worst,” Eddie agreed.

Before you could say anything else, Eddie heard Jessa call your name.

“I should probably check that out,” you said as you hopped off of the barstool. You almost had a look of disappointment on your face, but Eddie thought that was probably just him getting his hopes up. “She probably just wants me to get my money, but you’re familiar enough with Tonya’s proclivity for aggression-”

“Yeah, no, I get it,” Eddie said. He really, really didn’t want this conversation to end, but the universe seemed to have it out for him as of late. You paused for a moment.

“I’m sorry, by the way,” you said.

“Sorry?”

“About taking your spot. If we had known-”

“It’s not your fault,” Eddie said as he felt heat threatening to crawl back up his neck. God, he really needed to get this whole ‘blushing at the mere sound of your voice’ thing in check; rockstars don’t blush. “You guys didn’t know how asshole-ish Marty was yet.”

“Kinda wish we had,” you responded. “Probably wouldn’t have auditioned, though.”

“Aw, but I’d miss you!” Eddie quipped, attempting to kickstart some of his usual confidence.

You gave him a laugh before you walked away, and Eddie was, once again, left alone in the aftermath of you.

He felt the heat finally hit his cheeks and dropped his head into his hands once more. He let out a groan. Why couldn’t he just ask you out on a goddamn date?! He’d asked plenty of other girls out before. He flirted with pretty much everyone he met! Sure, only a handful of them had ever actually reciprocated it beyond a one night stand, but it’s not like he was new to this. He just needed to pluck up some fucking courage, and-

“I really hate to do this,” he heard you say from behind him, interrupting his spiraling. He instantly whipped around to face you and tried to make his pity party a little less obvious. “But Jessa’s going home with some guy, and she was my ride.”

It took Eddie a moment to properly process what you were asking him.

“Oh!” he said once he had finally put it together. “Y-yeah, I can drive you if you want.”

“Are you sure? I really don’t want to be, like, a bother or anything,” you asked.

“No, no, it’s totally fine!” Eddie reassured you.

“Thank you,” you said. The relief was evident on your face. “Let me just grab my shit and we can go whenever.”

You turned once more, and Eddie’s brain started going a mile a minute. How clean was the van? How badly did it smell like cigarettes? How badly did he smell like cigarettes?

After a few minutes, you and Eddie were pulling out of the parking lot, and he was beginning to realize that he might have been anxious for nothing. Your apartment building was on the opposite edge of town, but the usually long drive felt like it was taking no time at all. You were funny and easy to talk to, and the two of you discussed anything and everything. Eddie pulled up to your apartment building just after the two of you had discussed your number one musical influences (Ozzy Osborne for Eddie, Patti Smith and Ari Up for you). He parked the van and the two of you got out so he could unlock the back and you could gather your things.

“Seriously, thanks,” you said as you stood outside the front entrance to the building. “I don’t know how else I would’ve gotten home.”

“It’s not a problem, really.” Eddie stayed quiet for a moment. If there was ever a moment, it was now. “I, uh, I had fun talking to you.”

“Really?” you asked, as if you weren’t used to hearing that. Eddie nodded with a smile. “I had fun talking to you, too.”

“Good.” Just do it just do it just do it just do it just do it! “You know, I was actually wondering, if maybe, you’d want to, I don’t know, mayb-”

Eddie was cut off from his rambling by the feeling of your lips crashing into his.

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callixton · 3 months

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missed greek AGAIN for the fourth class in a row and this time it’s not even my fault the disability bus driver had to cancel bc he’s sick :/ like the fact there is no alternative set up and students just can’t make it to class is soo cool

#i’ll make it to my other classes but i didn’t have enough turnaround time from my meeting to class #and the shuttle system is slow and unreliable as hell #but if i had more severe mobility issues i wouldn’t be able to make it at all #it’s also bc i got 3 hours of sleep which makes everything more severe i already feel like i might pass out and i’m laying down rn #ted talks

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airenyah · 11 months

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so i was tagged by @lurkingteapot to list my 9 favorite tv shows. i find it difficult to define "favorite" so i'm just gonna list a whole bunch of current faves, past faves, and other series that stuck with me or have a special place in my heart for whatever reason.

tagging @magsimags @newyearknwwme @swabianhotpocket @killiru @gaym3bo1 @ranchthoughts @gillianthecat @feralmuskyscentedhoepran @telomeke – feel free to ignore this if you've been tagged already or if you don't feel like participating <3

here are mine in alphabetical order (bc i really CAN'T do a ranking):

(details under the cut)

bad buddy series:

you've seen the state of my blog for the past 1.5 years. i'm not even gonna elaborate

galavant:

I MISS GALAVANT EVERY SINGLE DAY. it was gone too soon, even if the renewal for a second season was a huge surprise (forever sad we couldn't get a 3rd season).

please this series is so funny and entertaining and just iconic. the dialogue is SOOOO quotable and the songs are so funny and amazing!!!!!!!!!! (i mean hello it's alan menken!!!!!)

it's got badass ladies, a pathetic little meow meow king, A DRAGON (i super believe in tad cooper <333), an army of gays, pirates who are the lords of the sea (except for the part with the sea), a knight in shinging armour who is some over-muscled chauvinistic self-indulgent egotistic stingy prissy narcisissy jackass in a caaaaaaan, and so much more

PLEASE IF YOU LOVE DISNEY MOVIES AND MUSICALS AND FOURTH WALL BREAKS DO YOURSELF A FAVOUR AND GO WATCH THIS LITTLE GEM OF A SERIES. PLEASE. it's my favorite thing ever <333333333

fun fact: the title of my blog which goes "oh poop, i got gravy on my tummy flowers!" is a quote from this series

moonlight chicken:

this is one of the 3 series that i've rated as a 10/10 on mydramalist, so i HAD to include it and well. it's just. i don't know how to put it into words

this series and the characters just feel so real. i like how every single character has their own baggage to carry and how they all come together and influence each other. and i really like that this isn't your standard fluffy romance story. actually, one of my favorite things in this series is how the break-up between alan and wen is a major plot line. and i like how messy it all is, how long it takes them to actually draw the line. again, it just feels so real.

not to mention there's a deaf character!!!! please heart and li ming were just so wholesome 🥺🥺🥺 and li ming's relationship with his uncle was just so endearing

once again i am begging gmmtv:

FIRSTMIX MAIN COUPLE SERIES WHEN????

can we please, PLEASE, have another series with earth and fourth as an uncle/nephew duo?? fuck romantic actor pairs, give me familial ones!! you've already let fourth keep the same mother* two series in a row, let him keep the uncle too!!!! *(on that note: i ADORE lookwa. i don't fuck but she's a milf)

orphan black:

i'm not sure i ever actually finished this series (i think i'm still missing the final season??) but i just HAD to include it bc tatiana maslany, okay. tatiana maslany. that's it, that's all i'm gonna say

skam (norsk):

you had to be there

supernatural:

og followers will remember when this was still a spn blog. yes, this show makes the list. once a spn blog, always a spn blog*. free me.

*fun fact: this started as a spn blog and that's something that's actually still visible in my tagging system. spn is the only show where i don't tag episodes as #series abbreviation 1.01 but i tag the ep by the number itself without specifying the series

the brightest star in the sky:

during the pandemic my mom came to me and said "you need to watch this series. the male lead reminds me so much of your brother". i watched it with her. she was right. the male lead is exactly like my little brother. to the point where there was this one scene where the male lead was criticizing the female lead's outfit and my mom and i laughed and went "[brother] would totally say this too" and only a few days later my brother and i had a conversation about clothing over lunch and my brother said almost exactly the same thing as the male lead in that one scene and i looked at my mom in surprise and went "did you tell him about that scene????" as my mom was cracking up and shaking her head that no, she had not.

although, when i say the male lead is exactly like my brother, that's a lie. in fact, he's a mix of both my brother and an old friend of ours who was always like a second little brother to me (the two of them actually had similar personalities when they were teens)

and the female lead reminds me of a female friend that was also in the friend group with us (and who is one of my brother's best friends)

in fact, the dynamic between the male lead and the female lead reminds me very much of the dynamic between my brother and said female friend

all in all, the main characters are just very familiar to me and remind me of people i adore and that's why this series has a special place in my heart. (even if i constantly want to punch zheng boxu. sibling love <3)

theory of love:

ok i know this is kind of a controversial one, bc people seem to either love it or hate it BUT. just know that this series and especially the khaithird plot was made for me, and me personally <3

this series came to me at exactly the right time. it was like a mirror to my own life at the time and brought a lot of catharthis. i was going through a "break-up" with my own personal irl-khai back then and this series helped me deal with that, helped me get over him, and reconfirmed to me over and over again that i had taken the right decisions.

theory of love is also the thai drama that i've seen the most amount of times (i've watched the khaithird plot 27x that i've counted as of july 2nd, 2023) (though by now bbs is a close second with 22 full watches that i've counted as of july 2nd, 2023 and it might surpass theory of love at some point now that my personal irl-khai is no longer relevant in my life in any way. you know what that is!! growth!!!! the day bbs surpasses tol is the day i really, truly AM well and over my irl-khai)

you're beautiful:

ok. ok. hear me out. this is a kdrama from 2009, right?? but i didn't watch it until november 2021 where i'd had quite a day and in the evening was super exhausted and just wanted a zero-braincell show to watch and this happened to be on netflix and looked like the perfect thing for my state

little did i know it was gonna be a million-braincell show for me.

basically, i ended up being really entertained by it, saw that there were remakes, decided to check those out too and well. it got my little actor brain going. i started analyzing the acting (comparing esp the og korean version with the taiwanese remake) and it turned into this whole thing where i wrote pages and pages of notes in a google doc. i learned a lot through that and luckily we had camera acting classes at drama school during that period, so it was perfect timing. i suddenly understood so many things and what an effect it can have on the viewer if you do (or don't do) something a certain way

(oh and then a year later i inflicted this series on a uni friend of mine and it turned into this whole acting analysis project after i'd mentioned about something about acting and went "wait, i have THE perfect example for what i mean where you can see it first-hand." we had a great time and then binged the entire series during semester break. i'm planning on getting her into thai ql too, but unfortunately we're both super busy and don't really have time to watch series together)

honorary mentions:

ever night: i watched only the first season, though. and it's been a while since i saw it (3 years ago during lockdown) and so i don't remember the plot very well but... beautiful cinematography. loveable characters. fantastic acting. also the special effects when the main character did those "spells" (forgot what it was called) looked so cool??????

why r u: that was my first thai bl. the one that pulled me into the world of thai drama. considering how i'm mostly a thai drama blog now and the rebranding started with this series i couldn't not mention it, could i

my school president: it has to make the list just for episode 6 alone (gun desperately wanting to know which person from the music club tinn likes but being terrified ask and deep down knowing the answer already anyway but not feeling ready to hear it???? ooooooof that's so me-coded). anyway, all in all it's just a very sweet and wholesome drama and i'm still listening to a bunch of the songs a lot

the fosters: i was obsessed with this back in 2015. i stopped watching it shortly before the jonnor break-up bc i was busy at the time and when i saw the spoilers about the break-up i couldn't be bothered to catch up. but yeah, i was really into it for a while as well

andi mack: i've made multiple gifsets of that show. i don't gif a lot so yeah. considering that i bothered to sit down and make gifs for this, i think andi mack deserves an honorary mention. i wasn't suuper obsessed with it but i did quite like watching it

merlin (bbc): it's just very entertaining ok and the characters are fun to watch and have fun dynamics

#i can't believe i actually managed to NOT have all 9 of them be thai dramas???? wow #in fact only 1/3 of them are thai dramas #also i love how 2/3 of those thai dramas are p'aof dramas dfkjgkdfg like on brand for me isn't it #tag game

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antialias-ao3 · 2 years

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we will all return to the garden

welcome to [gestures wildly] this

it’s something i’m currently writing something for ao3. it’s experimental for me, I’ve almost no idea what I’m doing despite spending 80% of my time planning the plot.

warning: it is rated mature and may change to explicit in the future. tags are updated, please read them carefully. if you think I missed something please let me know.

crash course summary is thus:

two years post-game reed and nines have settled into working cases together. things are strained: android rights are not remotely clear or settled and Detroit isn’t the unassuming hub of all android production anymore, it’s the volatile host to the android’s capital.

their current case is one dead end after another, literally: they’re called to the scene of the fourth android death in a row, suspicious circumstances but almost no evidence whatsoever: no clear motive, no witnesses, nothing. their luck turns when they run into - run down - a suspect. the apprehension of their suspect does not go according to plan, and the two end up with a great many questions and frustratingly few answers.

it has:

nines being hot and better than everyone, like, all the time, but also him being a lil broken inside in my favourite way

Gavin being an absolute idiot and literally everyone reminding him about it constantly, especially nines

murder. no seriously

mystery, mostly because I can’t remember which plot points I’ve teased and which I’ve hidden love it. omfg.

there’s a lot of background things that have happened that will be referenced or slowly revealed. if you notice an allusion to a scene or event that you haven’t seen directly, I’ve written it, because I’ve written them all. might post em sometime.

like SO much I can’t tell you for spoiler reasons

other things I think are relevant:

this is the most committed I’ve ever been to a fic

I’m going for wide scope game feel and maybe even succeeding a little bit

all your faves will show up at some point bc I can’t resist

I update in companion chapters, which is a minimum of two at a time that are thematically related. they are supposed to be usually different in style BUT it means you get more confusion and frustration per update with only about 24 hours between companion pieces as a helpful screaming break

I actually like it and think you would too

I keep hiding number puzzles and science fiction references in the chapters and love knowing if you’ve found them. some are more cryptic than others idk I hope you’re having fun because I sure am

#reed900 #dbh fanfic #gavin x rk900 #rk900xgavin #gavin x nines #we will all return to the garden #alias fic

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doctorwhoisadhd · 2 years

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theres not a lot in blaseball that makes me as powerfully nostalgic as the vibes row. someone came up with the name at the beginning of s16, but when our lineup got reverbed it really caught on bc of just how wildly optimized our lineup accidentally got. honestly after s19 it kind of dissolved — for one thing, val games got vaulted after day 99, and a huge part of the draw was the killer combo of val and beck (both of whom came to the fridays completely by chance during the s14 elections, at a time where they were 2 of literally the 6 best batters in the entire league); for another, while spears taylor had spent nearly the entirety of s19 basically being the only player NOT considered a part of the vibes row, the s19 election marked the first time they were the ONLY lineup player with ≤4 batting stars.

which is funny, because THEY were actually the reason the s16 lineup reverb was so good for us — like i said, the term "vibes row" was invented at the BEGINNING of s16, BEFORE the reverb happened. but the problem was, the last batter in the sequence (val games) was followed by spears, so frequently they would just get stranded on base — the last batter in the fridays half of innings was OFTEN spears, cause they just Never got hits or even walks lmao

the lineup getting reverbed, first of all, moved the vibes row to start with winner as the cleanup hitter (fourth in the lineup) — and spears directly before that. that meant that most of the time, the second inning would get to cycle through the entire vibes row. and since spears still usually meant the end of the fridays turn up to bat, the whole vibes row (winner, val, beck, and eventually lady and don as well) would get to bat all at once pretty frequently.

honestly, once don feedbacked to the team (ending up in the spot right after lady), it was only a matter of time. once he was in instead of bates, nothing was there to separate harrell from being a part of the row as well. which, come to think of it, that's thanks to spears as well — they actually got the hit that Attracted harrell to us in s17.

so. spears taylor was an essential component of what made the vibes row The Vibes Row despite never actually being considered a part of it. which strikes me as Very fridays. i love the vibes row. its honestly one of my all time favorite pieces of fridays history. i miss it dearly.

#spears taylor #blaseball #valentine games #vibes row #beck whitney #jacob winner #lady matsuyama #don mitchell #alyssa harrell #fridays #hawaiʻi fridays #vibes row my beloved i miss u #also spears taylor my fucking beloved #god its so funny that the reason the vibes row dissolved was the ENTIRE team was on it EXCEPT for spears.#like the team was literally. vibes row and spears #ari opinion hour

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minimoefoe · 1 year

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day five of crocheting a granny square every day until i get good or get bored

I started out making it with just one colour but then realised I'd kinda forgot how to start the next round properly and I couldn't be bothered to find the video I watched so I was like okay imma do two colours.

while doing the two colours I was like I there was a different way of changing colours they showed in the video I watched that I wanna try and I should probs go back and watch the vid again to check how but uhh I couldn't be bothered so I just kinda made it up and hoped for the best

basically I was feeling lazy lmao. tomorrow I will be rewatching some stuff to jog my memory.

anyways despite my laziness I think this square came out okay. still not fully square shaped tho. I feel like its bc of the way I hold it, I kinda pull it a bit to the side without realising it. something to work on for sure

my plan atm is to do seven days of this square (so two more after this one) and then seven days of a new square and then maybe seven days of another new square. idk. I want to make a blanket out of all of these and I looked it up quickly and I think it said not all squares end up the same size so idk how it would work putting them in a blanket together. maybe getting a blocking board will help make them all the same even tho they're different patterns. i hope so bc if not I'm just gonna have a bunch of squares that idk what to do with

I did some more practice of the double crochet stitch (which I think I called the single in prev post lmao) and I've got pretty good at it minus it still being a bit tight. so I moved on to learning the half treble. my first attempt is shocking (left) but my third/fourth attempt (right) is definitely a lot better. at first I had the each row kept getting shorter bc I kept missing stitches on the end issue. I still need to practice it for sure but im getting there.

was gonna make this the start of me including four squares per post instead of just one but I had a lot to say so that went put the window. I also think it's kinda fun that I'm using this as not just a way of posting my squares but also a daily update on what I've been practicing

#gsed #nat knits

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racingliners · 1 year

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F1 Re-Watch 2013: Round 1 - Australia

Well, given how the past few days have gone, I thought I’d have to sideline my next full-season re-watch, but for the moment here we are!

Long story short, I had way more fun than I expected watching the 2022 season back. So I decided I wanted to watch another season in full (only one with much more personal enjoyment value) so I put up a poll and 2013 won.

Which is very fitting, as 2013 was the year I got back into watching F1, but a little more story time on that when we get to Spain and Canada.

While I watched all of the races from the second half of the season, I think I only watched 3 or 4 races from the first half in full. So a lot of these races I will have never seen before, including Aus (the irony of calling this a re-watch is not lost on me). So much rambling aside, let’s jump on in!

I forgot to add that the first three races will be out of sequence as I watched Malaysia in honour of Multi-21 day back in March

ugh the old F1 intro. Such a core memory, I miss her

fun fact I still try to make the final ‘neow’ sound in time with the intro because autism brain

“Will it be Sebastian Vettel with his fourth [title] in a row?” Yes Crofty. Yes it will.

oh it was cloudy in Melbourne on race day with a slim chance of rain. damn.

Now for the re-watch we’re still going to have starting grid whiplash but instead of “what do you mean X is starting in 12th?!” it’s going to be “Oh my god remember when Adrian Sutil was team mates with Paul di Resta?!”

(I realise this now makes me somewhat of an elder in the fandom and... well it’s too late in the evening my time to be mulling over shit like that)

anyway remember when Jenson was still driving?! 😭😭😭

this was also Lewis’ first race with Mercedes which knowing what we know now about all the success they’ve had makes me so incredibly emo

ANYWAY: Starting grid. and back in my day they started with the front row and went backwards.

RBR 1-2, Lewis P3. Jenson P10. (how tf does Raikkonen win this from P7?????)

DAN AND JEV MY BELOVEDS!!!!!!

ah, the man, the myth, the icon. Pastor Maldonado lines up in 17th

ahhhh cut to Lewis and the Merc crew, you can just about see Bono as well. To think this was just one year before the regs change and the beginning of Merc’s domination of the hybrid era and them becoming utter legends. WILD.

[Formation Lap]: Sorry I ramble a lot when I’m excited but ANYWAY the cars are moving now.

also rip Hulkenberg, his car went poof going to the grid so he didn’t make the start.

Bono and Simon Rennie reporting a chance of rain which... idk if I need that at twenty to eleven at night. (also WOW the quality of radio we have on the TV feed now is so good compared to ten years ago)

the whiplash of seeing Stefano Domenicali in the Ferrari garage as TP. Same ringleader different circus.

[Start/Lap 1]: and away we goooooooo

Seb with a good start, Massa with an even better start and just mugged Webber off the line. Alonso also went from P5 to P3, so Lewis is down a spot

damn Webber went from 2nd to 7th. ouch.

Lewis v Raikkonen for P4.

[Lap 2]: Rosberg watching behind with popcorn

Jenson in 9th... 2013 was the start of McLaren’s current woes and it was a painful year as a Jenson fan

meanwhile, Raikkonen passes Lewis for P4. the Lotus is zoomy.

[Lap 3]: Man it does feel so strange seeing all the old team names (for any newbies, a lot of the teams on the grid now were teams from the 2013 grid rebranded. That’s why Alpine sometimes get called Team Enstone and Aston Martin Team Silverstone bc they got rebranded so much but the personnel mostly stayed the same).

but anyway a clean first few laps, on the first race of a new season, with a tiny bit of racing???? besties we did not know how good we had it.

Seb just zooming off into the distance. He didn’t win in Aus, but still the story of 2013.

“How long will these super soft tyres last?” it’s been ten years, and yet we still hate on Pirelli. oh my.

[Lap 4]: heh. remember when Perez was a McLaren driver that one time?? (spoiler alert it didn’t end well)

Not Fernando nearly crashing into Lewis at the start bc they were both trying to avoid a very slow Mark. FELLAS.

and Jenson is the first car to stop, supers for mediums.

[Lap 5]: ahem TEEEEEED!!!!!

oh wow he thinks the go-to strategy for the race is a 3 stop. a 3 stop.

It’s been 84 years.

One stop races used to be impressive bc of making the tyres last. but now they’re the norm and quite boring.

[Lap 6]: anyway replays of Dan racing van der Garde (Caterham). Midfield spice!!!

[Lap 7]: The Ferrari’s are both catching Seb. Seb’s tyres are also looking very unhealthy.

and in he pits for his first stop.

[Lap 8]: Massa is still ahead of Alonso. my eye is twitching.

nvm Massa pits to give Fernando the lead.

That’s what, three race leaders in 8 laps???

[Lap 9]: oooh Seb jumped Massa at his first stop. nice.

“Have Ferrari made a mistake with not covering Sebastian Vettel?” ...have Ferrari EVER had a functioning strategy department????

oh wow Raikkonen chasing down Alonso... it really is the 2010s. They even follow each other into the pits.

and they maintain their positions coming out of the pits, just further down the grid.

[Lap 10]: Lewis in the lead!!! (I know, he still needs to stop)

[Lap 11]: Merc 1-2. to think in 2013 that was a rarity 🤣

“Weather wise there are pretty dark clouds coming towards us” I’m in danger

[Lap 12]: Helmet watch: Seb has a super pretty cobalt blue design which I love.

[Lap 13]: “Raikkonen the fastest man on track at the moment” F1 2010s intensifies

Meanwhile the Mercs are still yet to stop while everyone else’s tyres have crumbled

ayyyy Merc engineers and Bono sighting.

[Lap 14]: and Lewis finally pits for mediums

ah yes, 2013 aka try to tell the Merc driver apart by their different shades of yellow helmet. (Nico’s was a brighter yellow, Lewis’ a more sunflower yellow, fyi)

[Lap 15]: And Rosberg pits, giving the lead of the race to... Adrian Sutil. Breathe it in folks.

“evidence there of McLaren’s lack of pace” for comparison, Jenson and McLaren won in Australia the year prior. They were very average for the two seasons before the dreaded Honda years.

[Lap 16]: Anyway I’m just trying to soak up a Force India leading the race. Go get it Team Silverstone.

The main reason why he’s still leading is because he started on the mediums as he qualified outside the top ten (2013 was also way back when you had to start on the tyre you set your Q3 lap on if you were in the top 10)

[Lap 17]: Ticking off my “wow it’s strange seeing Fernando in a Ferrari” comment

[Lap 19]: Obligatory livery watch comment: I miss it when the RBR livery was a glossy metallic sheeny blue 😭

[Lap 20]: Adrian Sutil is still in the lead

THE SCENES

the remaining top ten is Seb, Massa, Alonso, Raikkonen, Lewis, Rosberg, Jenson, di Resta and Vergne

ah. so they think that Sutil holding up the front runners helps Merc in trying to pull off a two stop.

[Lap 21]: Alonso makes his second stop, onto another set of mediums

(this was also way back when we had just two dry compounds of tyre per race instead of the three we have now)

[Lap 22]: Sutil finally makes his first stop, and Seb makes his second.

And Sutil stays ahead of Seb, and they come out behind the Ferraris.

Fun fact, Bradley Joyce of ‘BRAAAAAAAD’ fame, who is now head engineer at Aston, was Sutil’s race engineer.

ROB SMEDLEY!!! Oh I really am showing my age.

[Lap 23]: Looks like Ferrari are trying the two-stop with Massa.

Woot, Seb passes Sutil for P6!

Just to hammer home how bad a race Webber is having, he just passed Perez for 10th.

[Lap 24]: Ah, Ferrari pitted Massa. so much for the two stop.

and this is how Raikkonen gets the lead from starting P7.

[Lap 25]: Oh god. Seb closing up to Fernando.

and cut to “Rain Expected” on the Force India pit wall. I was having a great time and now I’m being ATTACKED.

Ah, Maldonado is beached in the gravel at turn 1. No VSC as that didn’t exist yet, so just waved yellows

[Lap 27]: Rosberg pulls off to the side of the track, Merc went poof

cut to a perplexed Ross Brawn and even more perplexed Merc engineers

[Lap 28]: also also the sky looks DARK 😶

and now the weather, with Simon Rennie

(potential light drops of rain at turn 13)

[Lap 29]: There’s raindrops on Massa’s t-cam

*distressed yelling*

it is indeed, ever so slightly raining. OH BOY.

[Lap 30]: I didn’t even realise that Lewis was in P2 with all the pitstop shuffles. but Alonso is very quickly catching him.

[Lap 31]: and they’re now properly battling. 2010s F1 intensifies.

but oh it’s good to watch though.

oh my god Lewis locked up braking for the corner but still stayed ahead. KING SHIT.

I mean Also did get past in the very next corner. But still, iconique.

[Lap 32]: and he comes in at the end of the lap for another stop which I’ve very much lost count at this point.

[Lap 33]: Both Force Indias are in the top 10???? Team Silverstone intensifies

In weather news I think it’s stopped raining?? so nowhere near enough rain for anyone to think about inters.

[Lap 34]: Ah, Lotus have remembered to pit Raikkonen. I want to say that’s his second stop but I’ve truly no idea at this point.

[Lap 35]: “My tyres are not going to last 23 laps at this rate” Gonna call that the og ‘Bono my tyres are gone’ for the memes.

[Lap 37]: In what I’m now calling Sutil watch: He’s in P3. P3!!!!

we’re way past midfield spice and in full on midfield elation territory.

[Lap 38]: Seb makes his final pit stop. Another set of mediums, and he’s behind Lewis in 5th

“It [Red Bull’s race] could all change when we get to Malaysia next week” nervous laughter

[Lap 39]: So, Alonso in the lead, Sutil P2, Raikkonen P3. Not the top 3 I expected to by typing out. I’m pretty sure that Force India finish off the podium but yeah, still very wild.

[Lap 40]: And Alonso makes his final stop, he comes out behind Raikkonen.

and Seb passes Lewis for P4.

Sutil still has to stop bc he needs to run the super softs.

Massa racing Lewis and it lasted all of two seconds bc of Lewis’ 2-stop strategy.

[Lap 41]: And Dan DNFs with a mechanical fault. He has the worst luck at Albert Park I swear

[Lap 42]: Webber chasing down Di Resta for 8th.

Ooooh and a nice move under braking going into turn 9

[Lap 43]: and Lewis switches over to a 3 stop. He comes out in 6th.

And Raikkonen takes the lead off Sutil, while Alonso is chasing both of them down nearly hand over fist.

[Lap 45]: “Miserable place that is” Ted not rating RBR very highly on his tour of the garages sfhauefh

oh not Sutil getting shown a blue flag when Alonso is racing him for position 😭😭😭😭

[Lap 46]: nvm Alonso passed him anyway, but still, the disrespect

FIA you can and will meet my fists

[Lap 47]: And Sutil finally pits for the super soft tyres. That was genuinely such a good drive, we love the midfield winning

I’m not going to comment on Crofty’s “papal conclave” stats dive because otherwise I will cry laughing and it’s twenty to one in the morning.

[Lap 48]: them cutting to Martin Whitmarsh on the pitwall when McLaren are 9th and 12th, I would simply pretend there was a bad connection because OUCH

[Lap 49]: Anyway, Alonso is 7.8 seconds behind Raikkonen

And Lewis is catching is old buddy Sutil, 1.6 second gap

oh god MORE RAIN

This race really has had almost everything. whew.

the Aus GP, 100% that bitch.

oh not Brundle detailing the fallout of Lewis’ and Sutil’s friendship live on air WHAT

[Lap 51]: ANYWAY, Lewis is within DRS range, and Webber is pretty close behind them both.

oof Lewis just stormed past. And Webber gets by a few corners later.

and cut to Sutil’s tyres that already look awful wear wise

I’m shaking my fist at the sky and insulting Pirelli

[Lap 53]: Raikkonen still with a solid 7 second lead over Alonso.

[Lap 54]: 5 laps remaining klaxon

[Lap 55]: gap between Raikkonen and Alonso down to 6 seconds.

and replay of Fernando nearly spearing into a Caterham 😶

[Lap 58]: Final lap! And thanks to Brundle I just realised there hasn’t been a safety car at all this race, which for Melbourne is wild.

[Finish]: And Raikkonen wins! Alonso P2, Seb P3.

Massa, Lewis, Webber, Sutil, di Resta, Jenson and Romain Grosjean round out the Top 10.

Well! That was certainly more eventful than I expected, mainly due to trying and failing to keep track of all the pitstops. But we did get some nice splashes of racing, especially in the midfield. And more than expected whiplash of “OH!!! It’s that person!!!”. I will hopefully get used to the 2013 grid again after a few races 😅

But overall, a pretty decent race. As mentioned at the start of the post, I’ve already watched Malaysia, so the next race will be China, and then we’ll be in sync with the 2013 calendar!

#F1 Re watch #F1 2013 re watch #F1 Liveblog

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