#but then realized they already did a tiktok earlier this year
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Treated Like A Princess
Gabe Perrault x Female Reader
Warning: fluff, cursing, Mention of ex, Mention of abuse from ex, Mention of alcohol
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let me know what you guys think🤍
Gabe and I have been dating for the past 8 months. We met when Gabe played for the NTDP last year. We had to do a project together in school so we got close. I had broken up with my abusive boyfriend about 3 months earlier so I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, but Gabe made me change my mind.
After a month of knowing Gabe and him trying to ask me out on a date, I told him about my ex which isn’t something I like to talk about but for some reason I knew I could trust Gabe so I told him. Gabe was angry at my ex which is understandable, and he also promised me he would never hurt me and if I gave him a chance he could prove it.
I ended up giving him a chance and it’s probably one of the best decisions I could have made, he treats me like a princess everyday. He asked me to be his girlfriend last May.
In high school we would go to some of the same places we just never saw each other, until we started working on a project together. We found out that we were both about to start our freshman year of College at Boston College.
We spent most of the time during summer that he wasn’t training together. When we got to Boston College at the end of August we saw each other as much as we could before he got too busy with hockey and me with school.
His teammates are all pretty great. Him and the rest of the Freshman all live in dorms close to each other so I've been spending a lot of time there instead of my dorm. I got pretty close to them, they're great guys, they’re always doing something stupid.
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Tonight the hockey team was throwing a party after their big win, since I’m dating Gabe I always go.
Thankfully the party was at the Seniors house. Gabe told me he would meet me at my dorm room before going to the party. I had taken my car to the arena, I went back to my dorm room so I could change before making my way to Gabe’s dorm room. I was laying on Gabe’s bed scrolling through TikTok waiting for him to get home.
At around 10:00 p.m. his bedroom door opened and Gabe walked in. I looked up from my phone and smiled at him. He dropped his bag at the end of the bed on the floor, before he made his way to me, placing a kiss on my forehead.
“Sorry it took so long, some of the guys needed a drive so Ryan went to drive them to the dorms to get change before coming back here” he said.
“No worries. What time is everyone going to start showing up?” I asked.
“Soon we can make our way there as soon as I get changed.” he said
He was looking in his closet for jeans and a tee shirt, he turned around and chuckled at me.
“What?” I looked at him confused.
“The team is already there, they have been setting up for a little bit, did you not see the text in the group chat” he said laughing. I shrugged.
“I don’t know… I was scrolling through TikTok so I didn’t see it,” I said , smiling shyly.
Was I that focussed on Tiktok that I didn’t realize they were texting in the group chat?
I’ve been in a group chat with Ryan, Will and Gabe since the UNTDP days.
Once Gabe was changed he grabbed my hand.
“Come on, let's go to the party” he said smiling.
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before I let him walk us to the party.
“This party is going to be pretty big tonight so stay by me please or if you go somewhere make sure you’re with one of the girls” he said and I nodded.
I’ve always been scared that I might run into my ex boyfriend at Boston College parties since he also goes here, thankfully Gabe always keeps an I on me and most of the parties the guys throw they make sure he doesn’t get in, but tonight is also an open house, so anyone could show up.
We made our way to the kitchen, Gabe took a drink for himself then handed me one. I stayed with him as we talked with Drew and Will. Ryan and his girlfriend Julie made their way to us.
I talked with Julie while the guys talked with Ryan.
Gabe had his arm around me, we stood in the kitchen next to the counter after the others left to talk to other people.
I was looking around to see if I could possibly see some of my other friends, until my eyes landed on my ex.
I really hoped he wouldn’t be here, I hope that he knew I was dating one of the guys so wouldn’t come anywhere near me since Gabe could beat him up.
I stood still in shock with my eyes wide. Gabe noticed I wasn’t answering him so he looked at me concerned. He looked to try and find what I was looking at when I felt his body tensed.
Gabe put his drink on the counter, took mine and did the same before taking my hand and leading me towards the stairs.
He stopped by Cutter and Charlie before telling them something, I didn’t hear what he said. All I saw was them nodding before he dragged me out of the party and to his dorm room, thankfully it wasn’t far away, but I’m stuck in shock so I didn’t realize how fast the walk went.
He sat me down at the end of his bed before squatting down in front of me. He put both his hands on my cheeks so I could look him in the eyes.
“Hey beautiful, look at me, you have to breath” he said softly
I took a deep breath. He nodded.
“Just like that… keep doing it”
I did it a few more times, Before I was able to calm down.
“Are you doing better?” He asked
I nodded.
“Thank you, I didn’t think I would actually see him here” I said slowly.
“You don’t have to thank me, Cutter and Charlie said they would handle it” he said and I nodded.
“Do you want to stay here and cuddle?” He asked again.
“Can we? It’s your team's party. I don't want you to have to stay here with me, when you should be celebrating with your team” I asked shyly. I didn’t want to ruin his night, just because mine was.
He shook his head before smiling at me.
“Babe, I’d rather spend time with you,” he said leaning in and kissing my forehead. He got up and went to his closet and took out sweatpants and a hoodie along with my bag. He walked back to me and gave me the hoodie and my bag.
“Go change,” he said. I nodded and made my way to the bathroom. To do my skincare routine and change into comfy clothes. Once I slipped on my Pj shorts and Gabe's hoodie I went back to his room.
Gabe was laying under the bed covers scrolling through his phone. When he saw me, he put his phone on the nightstand before making a grabby hand at me.
“Come here,” he said. I made my own on the other side of the bed and god under the covers. Gabe pulled me to his chest holding me tight, I closed my eyes, with Gabe I always feel safe.
He kissed my forehead.
“I love you so much, and I promise I will never let him hurt you again” he whispered.
“Thank you… for everything. I love you too”
“You never have to thank me for anything. Now get some sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up” he said softly.
I fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.
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Having ADHD is so weird because the expected experience is for you to have a very short attention span, which is why as a kid my parents were initally very unsure about me having it. I used to spend literal hours in front of the TV, on the computer, or reading books- if anything, it was getting me to stop and take a break that was the issue! They did not, however, see me in school, where since everything was really easy to me I would just find ways of otherwise occupying myself (I actually don't? Remember those days before I was medicated too well, it was YEARS ago, but I know that I for sure got multiple books confiscated for reading in class lol)
It obviously turned out to be me having some real intense hyper-focus and a difficulty telling the passage of time, which evidently is still an issue to this day because I just spent like literally six, maybe seven hours lurking on the Obey Me tag before I even noticed and now it's 5 a.m. but my sleep schedule is already fucked because this keeps happening so it's no problem /s
Anyway. I actually can't get down with short form content, I literally never downloaded TikTok to this day because it holds no appeal to me even though I KNOW I'm missing out, just because my idea of a good time involves watching a multiple hours long video essay on some remote fandom I may or may not have ever been a part of, and to me shorts are like... So boring in comparison? Which ngl makes me feel like an old lady because there's this whole thing about zoomers having short attention spans, which... I do, I still cannot learn anything that doesn't interest me to save my life (and in the past, my grades) but then I go on to spend hours learning about just completely meaningless stuff like it's the most important thing in the world, because at the moment, it is to me, to the point where I literally forget/don't realize I need to eat, sleep, and use the bathroom.
Like!! I only learned that this is even an ADHD/neurodivergence thing in the last couple of years, I just spent my entire life up to that point absolutely baffling my parents and being baffled by how other people don't become so invested in stuff that they could literally starve by accident without even noticing!! Like, truly, no one told me hyper-focus (and hyperfixation by extention) is such a big part of ADHD and I? Kinda wish I knew that earlier, even if it was just so I could have a name to the thing I do all of the time
#adhd#neurodivergent#hyperfixation#hyperfocus#neurodivergence#i for sure have some more fun stuff that have yet to be diagnosed btw i was literally in the process of doing that before... shit happened
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In recent weeks, as the defamation trial brought by Johnny Depp against his ex-wife Amber Heard has continued to overshadow nearly all other news stories and dominate the main social-media platforms, I’ve noticed that the normal people in my life—the ones who have not had the Law&Crime Network live stream of the proceedings running on their laptops since it began, in April—are often under the impression that the case is impenetrably complex. They aren’t entirely wrong: Depp-Heard 2022, playing at least through the end of this week in Fairfax, Virginia, is the sludge pit of an outlandishly toxic relationship. But so much of the online chatter about the trial is noise rather than signal; it has obscured how simple the core matter is, and how that simplicity makes the case all the more bizarre and tragic.
Depp’s fifty-million-dollar defamation claim against Heard rests on the first part of one sentence, which she published in an op-ed in the Washington Post in December, 2018: “Then two years ago, I became a public figure representing domestic abuse, and I felt the full force of our culture’s wrath for women who speak out.” It is incontestable that, two years earlier, Heard did indeed appear on the cover of People magazine with apparent facial injuries and that, around the same time, she obtained a temporary restraining order alleging domestic violence against her husband; she was photographed leaving the courthouse with what looked like a bruise on her cheek. She also has a trove of text messages, witness statements, and photos of injuries—which, she says, corroborate her allegations of abuse. The careful legal vetting of her Post op-ed may be evident in the wording: Heard calls herself a “public figure representing” abuse, not a victim or survivor of it; she does not name Depp, nor does she specify a type of abuse. (Depp has denied ever hitting or assaulting Heard; she is countersuing him for a hundred million dollars.)
As for whether Heard has “felt the full force of our culture’s wrath,” a quick glance at Facebook, Instagram, TikTok, Twitter, YouTube, and other platforms, where she is cast as the Medusa of Sunset Boulevard, may settle the question. The precise demographics of the pro-Depp coalition are diverse, if uncertain in their exact proportions: bots, shitposters, men’s-rights activists, women who were in middle school when “Edward Scissorhands” came out. According to Wired, the hashtag #JusticeforJohnnyDepp has surpassed ten billion views on TikTok. Parody videos of Heard’s emotional testimony are already a TikTok cliché. The conservative site the Daily Wire spent tens of thousands of dollars to promote mainly anti-Heard content on Facebook and Instagram about the trial, per a story in Vice World News. (The Daily Wire has not commented on the story.) NBC News has reported on the YouTube creators who pivoted to anti-Heard videos when they realized how much users and the algorithm liked them.
But that half-sentence in the Post—that’s the whole case. That’s fifty million dollars. Depp lost a 2020 defamation lawsuit against a British tabloid, the Sun, which was far more brazen in its language—it called Depp a “wife beater”—and, despite the United Kingdom’s strict libel laws and a reversed burden of proof, the High Court in London found the vast majority of Heard’s claims to be “substantially true.” And yet, earlier this month, the presiding judge in the Virginia case, Penney Azcarate, rejected Heard’s motion to dismiss. Azcarate cited “evidence that jurors could weigh that the statements were about the plaintiff, that the statements were published and that the statement was false, and that the defendant made the statement knowing it to be false or that the defendant made it so recklessly as to amount to willful disregard for the truth.”
The evidence that jurors must weigh varies widely in its apparent relevance to Depp’s defamation claim. Just today, the jury and viewers at home were treated to closeup views of Depp’s bloody finger stump, injured in a domestic fracas in Australia. Earlier in the trial, we saw images of the deranged, slut-shaming messages that Depp scrawled in paint or blood using the selfsame freshly injured stump. There are also Depp’s texts sent before he married Heard—in which he calls her a “worthless hooker,” jokes about how he’ll “smack the ugly cunt around,” and, at one point, shares a brainstorm with the actor Paul Bettany: “Let’s drown her before we burn her!!! I will fuck her burnt corpse afterwards to make sure she’s dead.” There’s footage of Depp trashing a kitchen and audio recordings of him telling Heard, “Shut the fuck up. . . . Don’t fucking pretend to be authoritative with me. You don’t exist.” Depp, to review, is the plaintiff in the defamation trial, and the one whom most of social media is rooting for.
It should be acknowledged that Heard, at times, has made questionable statements about her relationship with Depp and its aftermath. Both Depp’s legal team and the #JusticeforJohnny and #AmberTurd armies on social media have focussed on flawlessly gorgeous photographs taken of Heard after alleged severe beatings and, especially, on her claim that she appeared on James Corden’s late-night talk show with “two black eyes” and a nose that she suspected was broken. On the other hand, two pieces of evidence that her detractors hold up to allege that it was Heard, in fact, who was abusive—an audio recording in which she admits to hitting him and another in which she mocks any claim he might make of being a victim of domestic violence—both sound uncannily like fragments from a DARVO scenario, in which an abuser denies what he is doing at the same time that he deflects and projects his behavior onto the person he is abusing.
You don’t have to trust Amber Heard to look at twelve words in a newspaper column and wonder why they serve as an invitation to listen to her sobbing incoherently in an ugly argument with her unmoved spouse, or to read texts in which Depp calls her a “gold digging, low level, dime a dozen, mushy, pointless dangling overused flappy fish market.” You don’t have to like Heard to sympathize with her when one of Depp’s lawyers, Camille Vasquez, who cross-examines all of the defense witnesses in a tone of incredulous contempt, repeatedly confirms with her that she did not seek medical attention after some alleged incidents of violence; or, on redirect, when Heard’s flustered lawyer, Elaine Bredehoft, is unable to formulate questions that would permit Heard to defend herself. (Vasquez has taken fearsome advantage of what appears to be Azcarate’s unusually rigid application of hearsay.) You don’t have to believe everything Heard says to be startled when a Law&Crime guest, the defense attorney Lara Yeretsian, wonders aloud, after hours of Heard’s testimony, why she stayed with her alleged abuser—a question so exhaustively asked and answered over decades of work by domestic-violence advocates that it inspired an activists’ hashtag eight years ago. “It’s a question that I’m sure a lot of people are asking today,” Yeretsian said.
The longer the trial slogs on, and the more that various third parties profit from it, the more difficult it is to fathom Depp’s motivations for instigating it. He and his supporters say he filed the suit to clear his name, but it has put more terrible behavior of his on the record than any scrubbed and ghostwritten op-ed could do. In fact, if you spend enough time inhaling the sulfurous fumes of the Depp-Heard live stream, what it starts to resemble most is a high-budget, general-admission form of revenge porn, an act in which the person with the upper hand in a relationship forces the other to be complicit in the sharing and dissemination of raw, vulnerable, literally sensational moments for the delectation of an unseen audience. One of the hallmarks of revenge porn is the way it freezes its victim in time, a plight that Heard summoned at the end of her direct examination. “I want to move on with my life,” she said. “I want to move on, I want to move on, I want Johnny to move on, too. I want him to leave me alone.” But the consequences of his legal action against her will never leave her alone. This is who she is now—the victim of an unprecedented Internet pile-on, a bruised face on an iPhone, a woman who makes people laugh when she cries.
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Dollar Bin #32:
Cat Steven's Tea for the Tillerman... Belongs in the Comedy Bin
I love Cat Stevens. He writes a sweet melody, sings with a quavering insistence usually reserved for beloved, 95 year old, forcefully retired-by-the-parish, ministers and he named himself Cat.
I believe he also missed out on his true calling: stand up comic. And for this, the Dollar Bin's 50th post, let's take a weekend off of the glories that are Neil and Sandy and poke some fun at the Cat-man instead.
You already know every song and every note of Cat-soft Power's earnest masterpiece, Tea for the Tillerman. It's a classic record, yes. But Stevens, whether or not he realized it at the time, is now fully aware of just how silly much of the album is; just check out his cover image for the recreated version he made on the album's 50th anniversary four years ago:
The woman who made the rain come is still working away in the upper left hand corner. But the children are now on tiktok, the sun is sleeping off its heavy lunch of cow parts and the Tillerman is enjoying a cuppa before he blasts off (rest assured, we'll get to the original record's alien connections in good time). The HAP-PY DAY! is over and it's time for the SIL-LY NIGHT.
Even more so than his musical peer and fellow Muslim Richard Thompson, Stevens is incorrectly considered an overwrought bummer, even by many of his fans. I came to his music in the early 90's and we rightfully loved the songs but condemned the man who'd called for the death of Salman Rushdie. But that was almost 40 years ago now, and Cat has said all the right things about The Qur'an's steadfast commitment to peace and inclusivity ever since. Dolly Parton decided Cat-harsis was a-okay with her 20 years ago, and I say that, unless your Salman himself, should be good enough for the rest of us.
So let's take a cue from the Cat-o-saur and consider the record's delicious bon mots, its head scratching nonsense and the non-sequiturs in each song one by one. Catula coulda' retired even earlier from the music biz than he did and worked the comedy circuit with this stuff:
Side 1, track 1: Where Do The Children Play?
Okay this song is a tough one to begin my argument with. Cat-atonic wanted us to be concerned about the environment in 1970. It would have been sweet if we'd listened! But the grammatical presentation on the record's backside is worthy of your comedic consideration.
First of all, he wants to capitalize "Jumbo" planes in the opening line. Cat-opholis, I get that those jet fuel guzzlers are bigger than they should be and that I, like Taylor, should cease flying my private jet to the Super Bowl. But "Jumbo" is not a proper noun. What's more, when it comes to the title's lyrics in the chorus, the Catster insists that it's not "where do the children play"; rather, it's "where d' th' ch'ildr'n play". Come on, Catly, the children deserve some vowels!
Side 1, Track 2: Hard-Headed Woman
I've been making fun of this song's lyrics and vocal delivery for 30+ years at this point and it never gets old. Catrina seeks a ladyfriend with steel implants in her scalp; he knows some fancy dancers; he knows some fine feathered friends. And when he asks them, mid-song, "why'd you come here for?" they don't query his sentence construction; rather they go into full muppet duck form back at him: "I don't know! Why!?"
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Seriously: try lip syncing this whole lovely song in the mirror next chance you get without cracking yourself up. Can't be done.
Side 1, track 3: Wide World
I think it's hilarious that Cat-flower thinks his lady friend is gonna miss him after he implies that she is so superficial all she can think about is clothes and inconsequential friends, and that she is incapable of recognizing the lotta bad out there without his august guidance. Cat-powerless: she dumped you; deal.
Side 1, track 4: Sad Lisa
Don't be fooled: Cat-ography did not write this sad song with its aching chorus of "Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa" about Liza Mannelli's first record entitled Liza! Liza! No. Rather, he used the song to predict the future of pop music:
But I don't know if Catpants got things right in the song. Lisa Lisa is currently a member of Snoop Dogg's "army" of performers. I'd say that's the opposite of sitting in a corner by the door. She does not appear to be hurt very badly. Sounds to me like she's laughing her way to the bank.
Side 1, track 5: Miles From Nowhere
Catlandia gives us his own version of The Divine Comedy here. Like Dante, he finds himself in a dark wood, the right road lost. But he puts a totally sweet spin on that classic journey to hell and back, casting himself not as a woebegone human, nor even as a cat. Rather, he's a bear!
I creep through the valleys,
And I grope through the woods,
'cause I know when I find it: my honey,
It's gonna make me feel good. Yes.
Seek on Bear Stevens! I hope the honey you seek will be found in the Garden of Eden atop Mount Purgatory, and that it is both pungent and succulent. Please don't eat any sinners along the way.
Side 2, Track 1: But I Might Die Tonight
It's always good fun when rich rock stars strive to embody the working person for a song or two, expressing the concerns of the hoi polloi on our behalf. At the same time Catalina was writing this stuff Lennon was anxiously channeling a working class hero and the Van-dragon was announcing that he'd been working so hard.
Catticus loves this theme; his first hit, Matthew and Son, is a Dickensian piece of workingman's blues, all about a place where the work is never done and the files are filling your head. This was coming from a guy who became world famous at age 18 and named himself after the domesticated animal who least understands labor. Don't worry Catty: no one will ever make you say yes or sink low; and no one will meet you on the street when you look like this and misinterpret your lack of a shirt as a sign that you need career advice:
Side 2, Track 2: Longer Boats
Now we're getting to the best part of his stand up set. Here Kit Catilicious wants to get us excited about visitors from outer space (seriously: that's what he says this song is about, thus the tillerman recently donned a space suit). Cat-scratcher knows the martians are coming to see us any time now and he has wonderfully incongruous and incomprehensible information to offer about their arrival. It seems that a priest will get involved in the extraterrestrial happenings and that this "parson" will encourage women to drop their pants before taking his hand, and that the soul of nobody will know where the parson will go. Where does the parson go?
Dude, what? Who knows! But I'm sure fired up to get in that longer boat when the little green men are taking the key from the door.
Side, Track 3: Into White
This lovely, haunting melody carries us to a shack made out of barley paper and "water ice" (as opposed to regular, non-water-based ice, I guess), all of which sounds architecturally questionable, and in which a red headed chicken is ready to strike a sad eyed drummer with a spider on his face. Catador Dali says the song comes from a "naive, childlike state". I say it comes from rejected pages in the screenplay for Monty Python's The Meaning of Life.
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Side 2, Track 4: On the Road to Find Out
Turns out that Cat Simon-Peter wants us to check out "the good book" in order to kick out the devil's sin. This is a full seven years before he officially adopted Islam so he's not ready to tell us which good book he refers to. If he means the Bible, let me go on record with the complaint that that book is 2,000 pages long and instructs us, on the pain of death, to avoid wearing clothes with fibers mingled from diverse sources. Maybe that's why he's shirtless so often?
Side 2, Track 5: Father and Son
Okay there's nothing too funny about this song. Depending on what camp you are in, it's either a big deal classic about the difficulties of adolescence or a bunch of overwrought nonsense. I'm a member of the former camp, and that's only in part because I know that if I ever make fun of this song my wife will punch me squarely in my smug face.
But Catepetto seems to want us to laugh at it all anyway. Check out the akward puppet video for his 2020 version:
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The song's recreation is actually pretty cool. 50 years later Cat-thusilla croons with his younger self. It sounds like he's finally info Leonard Cohen's vocal stylings.
But come on, the video spews chunks. I don't want to get uppity about it here. Rather, I'm choosing to laugh about the fact that the kid puppet is all bummed not because he needs to break free from the chains of his familial puppet home but because his puppet dad's digital frig features sour milk.
Side 2, Track 6: Tea for the Tillerman
Happily, hilarity returns for the album's closing moment. Cat-apult hires an entire choir, brings them into the studio and then has them sing a grand total of two words. The members of the full orchestra The Beatles assembled to play that towering spiral of warm up sounds for A Day in the The Life worked much, much harder. Both groups of musicians go uncredited; hopefully they're still having a good laugh about it all.
Happy weekend everyone. Thanks for surviving 50 dives into my dumpster of a record collection. Stephen Stills sucks.
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I loved that in your Austin!Elvis NSFW alphabet you did 50s, 60s and 70s separately. Do you think you could do something like that when it comes to jealousy? Like what kind of jealous man was he throughout the years as he got more famous? Thank you!
oooh yes i love this
50s Elvis is fairly jealous. He wants to have you to himself, but he doesn't yet have that need for other people to know that you're taken. Obviously, he'll beat some ass if any man tries to flirt with you, but he hasn't realized that he can claim you publicly yet. He just prefers to hold hands and gift you some of his clothes and/or jewelry to wear. But like I said, if any other man so much as looks at you the wrong way, he's gonna kick some serious ass. He's not one to shy away from a fight, especially if it's your honor at stake.
60s Elvis is already more jealous but at the same time less jealous. Earlier 60s Elvis doesn't have the confidence to be jealous. He isn't quite sure who he is or what he's about, so he just doesn't feel worthy enough of being jealous. He wonders if maybe you deserve someone better. Post 68 Comeback, he grows more jealous by the minute. At this point, he starts to remember that he's sexy and talented. He knows what he can do to women and he takes that confidence seriously. He knows that he deserves someone as perfect as you, and he'll make sure to defend that relationship for anything. He's less likely to fight a bitch and more likely to just wreck them with the truth. Like that one anon sent in that TikTok where the kid was asking if the girl wanted to fuck and the dad straight said "she doesn't want you. she wants daddy" 🥵 that's 60s Elvis.
70s Elvis is sooo fucking jealous. He has the utmost confidence at this point. He knows his power and how iconic he is and he also now wants everyone else to know that he owns you. He sees you as the most perfect being on the planet and wants to be able to publicly claim you and show everyone else just how much you belong to him. We've discussed SDE with the collar and the rings, but even if he's not a sugar daddy, I still see Elvis wanting you to wear a TCB ring or one of his scarves or something like that to show the entire world that you're his and his alone. If you accidentally flirt (or another man flirts with you) with someone other than him, you'll recognize your mistake in the bedroom later. He will fuck you up (literally) so hard. He's spanking, choking, biting, maybe even dishing out a little light slap to the face. Bondage, edging, etc.
tl;dr: you're gonna know just how badly you fucked up
#answered#milas thirsty thursday#dirty deeds#milasthings#milaselviscontent#milasheadcanons#milaselvisheadcanons
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A deadly and dangerous viral trend is making a comeback, and it landed a 13-year-old New Jersey boy in the hospital — as his mother hopes her son's story serves as a wake-up call for other parents.
It's called the "Benadryl Challenge," which first made the rounds several years ago and prompted the FDA to issue a warning, stating that overdosing on the over-the-counter allergy drug can be fatal. The medication's labeling has warnings as well.
The Monmouth County teen was rushed to the emergency room at Riverview Hospital in Red Bank earlier in April after swallowing an unknown number of Benadryl allergy pills while his parents were out on a rare date night. His condition was so dire, he was moved to Jersey Shore University Medical Center soon after.
His mother, who did not wish to share her name, said in a phone interview with NBC New York that her son "was curled in a fetal position on the floor, eyes dilated, like staring into space, couldn’t move, couldn’t walk.”
Dr. Stacey Doumas, a psychiatrist at Jersey Shore University Medical Center, said that education goes a long way in avoiding such scenes.
"I think pretty often the kids are pretty uneducated about these things, and they don’t realize how dangerous it might be," said Dr. Doumas. "They think so many people have done it already, so they must know what they’re doing, so it must be OK...They’re not reading the real news, they’re seeing the challenges and stuff like that and they don’t realize the real dangers, that someone died from doing this."
The so-called "Benadryl Challenge" has recently made something of a comeback, and now TikTok has blocked the search for any video with the Benadryl name in it. The company said it has done so since 2020.
And yet the craze persists on the internet. In Ohio, 13-year-old Jacob Stevens died earlier in April after consuming a dozen or so pills in an apparent attempt to get high.
"Watch your kids because Jacob had taken Benadryl ever since he was a little tiny kid. And I don't think that he would have ever thought that it would have hurt him," said his grandmother, Dianna Stevens.
Back in New Jersey, the 13-year-old has now recovered after being in an ICU room at Jersey Shore. His mom said he doesn’t yet appreciate the gravity of what happened, but says he is remorseful.
"We need awareness to help our children and ourselves to become aware of the danger," the mother said. "We need a safety plan now, and every parent should have one.”
The mother said that she has now locked up all the medications in the house — a very good idea, according to Dr. Doumas.
"From when they’re little you hide dangerous medications so they don’t accidentally take something. As they get older you hide dangerous medications so they don’t intentionally take something," Dr. Doumas said.
The maker of Benadryl, Johnson & Johnson, calls the challenge "a dangerous trend and should be stopped immediately."
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Creativity
More often than not, I surrender.
It's shameful to admit that while I idolize creative artists like Stray Kids (3racha and Hyunjin specifically), I have long given up on persisting with content creating. Oh, content might be more on what is posted, isn't it? Regardless, I haven't had the energy to break out from my slump.
I'm more of a consumer—an engagement among the numerous colonized attention spans, or so I borrow from Bo Burnham's idea of what these platforms profitize (I really just stumbled upon it on twitter).
But anyway, that's how it is. Back when I have yet learned or rather invest time on Twitter, YouTube, Tiktok, and now Tumblr, I have had more time to write fiction, experiment on aesthetics, and be creative. However, upon my enrolment in college, I was busier trying to catch up with the lectures, the "university life", and the social realities I'm forced to critique.
That's when I found comfort in the songs Stray Kids released. I mean, by the time I was in college, they had just released I am WHO and it was question I was already asking myself.
When My Pace comforted me to run as I deem fit, I was declaring the lines "just stay in my line" all the while I struggled to keep up with my classmates whose knowledge and experience were broader and deeper than mine. I was sheltered, I realized. Despite my age and theirs being the same, my exposure and understanding of things were different. My maturity has yet to ripen while they were already purposeful about their future and every goal they aimed to achieve during their stay in the university.
Whenever Voices played, tears pool in my eyes and I was always resisting its fall because I was afraid that I was entertaining these negative thoughts. I was inwardly screaming to step out of them because what more can I do when I was simply holding on. It's quite dramatic, I often chide myself for being "weak" and "melodramatic". Regardless, I was already shattering inside because the dreams I had back in my earlier years of high school had faded. My university choice was just a remnant of that vivid dream that has now become to muddled to remember.
I questioned myself, exactly the song is. I was asking myself what I really wanted and if I ever do find the answer, will I ever do something about it? Was my wants something meaningful or were they the wiles of a spoiled child who dreamt loftily about fiction and all these daydreaming subjects. I struggled to find my footing in the "adult world" that valued practical skills over liberal thoughts and creative pursuits in storytelling. Besides, my stories weren't the type to be revolutionary—they were meaningless compared the standard and expectations of my university's vision. I was a dreamer...my stories were the same. By then, I was just consuming anything and everything that fueled my escapist mindset. I didn't dare to do something about my creative pursuits, to guide it and develop it into something more meaningful.
Rather than create, I was devoured by cowardice and never dared to dabble on realistic subjects nor did I have the motivation to study and mature.
I simply consumed the motivational pills of Stray Kids' songs, all the while, I created absolutely nothing.
#creativity#slump#rambling#straykids#consumerism#escapism#overthinking and depression#daydreaming#journalentry
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Only peek under here if you want to read me winging about bedframe woes
My bedframe has been wobbly for over a month- I've known I have to get to the top corner to tighten the foot, but it's a bitch to access. So I haven't yet. It would rock if too much pressure would go to that corner.
Kai likes to go under it - I've blocked it off, but that doesn't doo much to dissuade any cat. Especially since my mom cleared away the blocking clutter I had precisely placed. (She meant to help, didn't realize that Kai would use it as an opportunity to excavate. Which she did. And under she went.)
Well, I was scrolling through YouTube shorts earlier (I need to stop, it has an awful algorithm when i get into scroll spirals for too long on there and starts showing me horrid things or religious propaganda. Infinititely more damaging to my mental health than tiktok) and came across a horrific video that instantly triggered a panic spiral, and just as I managed to scroll away, then back to hit don't recommend - if I'd have been thinking more clearly I would have reported it. (After calming down, I got clear-headed enough to remove it from my seen videos, so I definitely can't report it now. But.. it was awful.)
Just as that happened, the bed gave a pop-crack and shifted. I scream-yelped because I was already panicked. I hope I didn't wake any neighbors. But the ones I could have woken are all muslim, so they're probably up for Ramadan anyway.
Kai is downstairs with her side piece, my grandfather's new couch, as per usual these days, so she wasn't under the bed - and it didn't collapse.. but I don't trust it.
I lifted the mattress to check, and the frame is loose loose. Concerningly so. I don't think new, sturdier feet are going to do it. (Damn those cute mid-century metal feet and 2020 trending furniture. They are cute- but not stable. And the bolts are like 1cm long. I should have known better)
It's a storage bed, with three cubbies on either side of the length of the bed - and an empty panel between the backs of them, so the bed is separated into three long, narrow pieced structurally, evenly distributed across the width, parallel to the length. About a year in I noticed that the separations for the cubbies weren't sitting right, but it didn't seem to effect the integrity of the bed at the time.
Now, one-third of the bed - length wise - is loose enough to wobble like a tooth. That can't be safe.
So I'm looking to see if I can maybe get a platform to slot under the frame, and platforms seem to be strong! I could also finally add that extra inch so the storage tubs can actually fit UNDER the bed. But if the whole third is loose, is the frame even safe enough for that? Do I need a whole new frame?
I can't loose the cubby storage, it's absurdly useful, even if a third of it is blocked off. I have considered putting the frame just straight on the floor, but that would make it too low for Kai to get to the windowsill, and I would be direct eye-level with the corner of my bedside table. I can see black eyes incoming.
I was also thinking of just screwing planks of wood to the bottom to sure it up, but again - if the cubby integrity is gone, I don't know how long that would last either.
And to top it all off, I'm STILL unemployed. So I can't afford a new bedframe, and my parents just came to see me for my birthday and spent a lot to get here, so it wouldn't be fair to them to ask them.
It's what I get for buying something as important as a bedframe from Amazon based on cubbies and cute, mid-century modern feet. I think if I was lighter it would be fine, but I'm not small. Short, yes. Small, no.
Also, why are bedframes marketed for kids able to hold up to like 2k lbs, but unless you specifically LOOK for children's, it's like a 300lb weight limit? SURELY all bedframes should be reinforced?!
Maybe just a solid wood panel on the top and bottom, and new feet would do. (I need to look at Home Depot. Would that cost more than just getting a new frame?!?!)
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Jenelle Evans is opening up about the recent break-in attempt at her house on The Land last week— but is disputing skeptical fans’ accusations that her husband, David Eason, was involved in the ordeal!
The Ashley told you that police were called to Jenelle’s swampy abode last weekend after Jenelle stated that a prowler tried to break into her house via her sliding glass door. When police arrived on The Land, however, the suspect had already gotten away.
In a new video posted to social media, Jenelle gave her version of events, stating that the break-in happened around 1 a.m. Sunday while she was home alone with her three kids. (As The Ashley previously told you, David is not allowed to be on The Land whenever Jace is present, due to the active no-contact order between Jace and David. As fans know, David has pending child abuse and assault charges stemming from when he allegedly assaulted Jace last year.)
“I turned out the light, I looked out the back door and it wasn’t my husband!” Jenelle said of the intruder she saw. “I didn’t know who it was. It was a random stranger.”
Earlier in the video, Jenelle states that her Ring camera notified her of movement near her building, which also caused her assortment of dogs to bark. She said she didn’t wake up at first, but eventually came to, only to realize there was an intruder trying to break in.
Jenelle stated that the first thing she did after her “heart sank” was go to wake up Jace. Once they ran into the living room, Jenelle said that they both saw the mystery man at the sliding door “yanking on it as hard as he could.”
Jenelle claims that she “legit turned into a little baby” while on the phone with 911, “crying my eyes out.”
Jenelle stated that she did have her gun, but that she was reluctant to use it on the trespasser because she didn’t “want to go through such a more traumatic event” happening in front of Jace. (And, no, that’s not a typo…that’s “Jenelle Speak.”)
Jenelle again clarified that the prowler was not David (as some had suspected), and was instead a short man who spoke Spanish.
Jenelle stated that swamp burglar said he was “so sorry” on the Ring camera footage.
“I so sorry, I no mean to be here,” Jenelle—doing her best Spanish accent–claimed the man said.
After Jenelle posted the video to TikTok and her Facebook page, fans began to comment that they believed David was the intruder or, at least, behind the alleged break-in event.
“Probably was Davey,” one person on Facebook wrote.
“Not unless he was almost as short as me and spoke Spanish,” Jenelle replied.
In another comment, Jenelle stated that she told the mystery man she had a gun, but that he “didn’t care” because he “spoke Spanish.”
She also told another TikTok follower that she didn’t shoot the prowler because she “didn’t want to have a dead man on my porch for my son to be traumatized.”
When someone suggested to Jenelle that she move ASAP, the former Teen Mom 2 star stated that she has no desire to remain on The Land.
“I know trussst me I don’t want to be here anymore,” Jenelle wrote.
David has yet to discuss the on-The-Land break-in.
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didnt justin force britney to get an abortion???
no? anon i have no idea where you are getting that idea from, it's either from tiktok drama accounts or you're just getting information from poorly worded headlines
britney's abortion was both a mutual decision they agreed upon together, but ofc britney's decision really only matters at the end:
"In the book, Britney writes, "I loved Justin so much. I always expected us to have a family together one day. This would just be much earlier than I'd anticipated." But, she says Justin felt they weren't ready, because they were too young -- both were around 19 at the time.
According to the book, Britney says she was "conflicted," but after some difficult, emotional discussions, they both agreed getting an abortion was the right decision."
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"'I’m sure people will hate me for this, but I agreed not to have the baby. Abortion was something I never could have imagined choosing for myself, but given the circumstances, that is what we did,' she writes."
generally i dislike going to tabloids for sources mainly because they have clickbaity titles/tend to have dubious sources, but many sources are basically saying the same thing so i think it's reliable-ish. i know her book releases tomorrow so feel free to add anything else/correct me on things
it's weird that i noticed the discussions of britney's own book is being reduced to only talk on her and justin. why is the public still obsessing over some teenagers'/young adults' relationship from two decades ago? britney should be able to speak about her relationship of course it’s her life, but this weird obsession with tabloids, which are ran by like 40 year old adults, turning two at the time young pop stars' relationship into just some "juicy gossip" is really icky imo considering 1. people already obsess way too much about the personal lives of celebrities especially weirder when they were like barely adults and 2. this book is about britney!!! also be supportive of her beyond discussions of her and jt’s relationship!!!
people need to take the actual time and effort into reading and realize these are humans who are so multifaceted and complex, not characters we can oggle at like popcorn entertainment
this book isn't even just about their relationship, she talks about stories before and beyond their relationship like her music, her family, the conservatorship, and other relationships
basically it’s a story of how two 19 year olds, who had tough discussions about what to do ended with both agreeing together that getting an abortion was the best decision at the time
so it’s really fucking weird to me when i hear people in real life talk about this very personal experience that britney is sharing (which is her right) turning it into a big celebrity gossip of “justin made britney get an abortion!?!?” which no joke is how a person i came across in real life and one of my local radio deejays worded it
i want to state i am extremely happy britney is finally able to speak about her story in her book i really am. i love her music and to know what she's been through with how her father and family has treated her is heartbreaking. this woman has been through a lot and has been silenced and ridiculed for so long that she deserves and can be able to speak about her experiences and that she is brave to talk about her more traumatic experiences and how it affected her especially with how shitty her family and label has treated and exploited her
i know i am an nsync fan so i am probably biased but my attitude towards justin is sort neutral tbh. i really only care about nsync's music rather than his solo work, but how justin spoke about her after their breakup was really fucked up and him cheating on her during their relationship was also not cool. my attitude towards justin is mainly neutral, i like his music and think he’s talented but same time i don't care enough about him beyond really nsync and he can be annoying esp when you’re watching old nsync interviews because it’s a 19 year old white boy from 2000, but i don't care if people hate him. go hate him or like him or have mixed feelings about him i really don't care. you are able to come to your own conclusions. i truly can understand people not wanting to like him though lol
i could care less about their current relationship of whether or not they talk to each other anymore, i think they don't, but i do know britney recently danced on instagram to one of justin's songs and that justin apologized on social media or smth like a year back which i know that these comments don't really matter in the long run but i do think are interesting to note
and please if i said something wrong feel free to correct me!
#anonymous#asks#sorry for the rant on this but i think people just fail to realize#that these are human beings and not some juicy gossip characters to watch#also considering the fact there are more important things going on in the world#i don’t like how people only get super focused and suddenly caring when it’s only celebrity drama which is ://
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I’m tired of these companies acting like they are not conviences. Netflix was more convient than Redbox which was more convient than waiting for a movie to go out of theaters.
Rant Below.
Disney+ was convient to me because I wanted to watch old shows like Proud Family and Don’t Look Under The Bed. Much like Netflix there are great shows that’ll get put on the site with no fanfare or advertising. Let’s be honest the reason most of us found shows like Inside Job was because of Twitter and TikTok. Hell I started to watch My Happy Marriage because I saw someone on TikTok talk about it.
Netflix is learning very quickly that this method of shows having do good instantly is not working in their favor. Most people will get Netflix to watch only certain movies and then cancel right after. That’s not even mentioning the mess that is password sharing.
It’s goes back to the first part, convenience.
The whole point of RedBox was that is was more accessible than DVDs. It came out earlier and it made helped the industry because if people liked the movie they would go back and buy them. And if waiting close to a month to watch a movie after it comes out what’s killing you to wait a couple more for the movie to come out on DVD. Why would I pay for Netflix to watch something like Cloverfield when I can go to my parents house and borrow the DVD from them and pop it into my computer or better yet just use an old DVD player.
(Side note: do older generations really think that the older half of Gen-Z, 17-25 year olds, don’t remember what a DVD player is?? The same generation that had to program a VCR in the early 2000’s??? I am only in my early 20’s and I remember having to help my grandma with fucking AOL and Limewire.)
I get the number that Covid did on the market was major and despite my belief that all these new streaming services were already in the making prior, it makes sense how we got here. And don’t think it’s just streaming I have a problem with that is very much a late-stage capitalism kind of thing.
Fucking McDonald’s is acting like they are not the “I only have $3 and I just need something to eat so I don’t die” establishment. $3 used to get you a burger, drink and a fry now that is barley a 4pc.
And I know some economic dudebro is gonna try and money talk me into understanding but honestly I couldn’t be bothered to give a shit after this is posted.
TLDR: Companies need to realize that the people they are marketing to is the generation that pirated WinWar and Anime for the better half of the 2005- through 2010’s while watching Shark Tale on a bootleg DVD your mom got from man in a sketchy car that gave you candy and told you to stay out of trouble.
Remember your roots, we do.
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So earlier, I watched "Bangbang Con" one of BTS' Festa celebration for their 10th anniversary. It was my first ever BangBang Con as a baby army. I laughed, danced, sing, and cried a lot earlier but overall I really had fun.
I've only been an army for a year now, but this is my 2nd Festa since I started stanning them around May 2022, and was able to witness June 2022 Festa where I thought they're going to break up as a band/will be on hiatus. (TW: June 2022 Festa dinner)
I really did cry that time during their June 2022 Festa dinner even though I was a fan for a month then, because I thought they're breaking up for good - only to realize that they have to embark on their journey as solo musicians, even only for a little while, then to complete their mandatory military service, and hopefully come back stronger together by 2025.
I never really expected this from myself though because when I was younger, I wasn't really into anything KPop. I don't hate it at that time don't get me wrong, I just didn't see myself liking it plus I always thought I'll never understand korean anyways - but fast forward to now, I can read hangul (I only understand the translation of basic words, I still have to learn the language yet), and a big simp for Bangtan Sonyeondan (also known as BTS).
(L-R) Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Kim Taehyung, Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Jeon Jungkook, Jung Hoseok
As soon as I got into KPop which 2 of my bffs highly influenced me with, I started collecting their merch such as albums, photocards, photofolios - I am a big Jeon Jungkook bias (my biases are Jungkook and Yoongi, bias wrecker is Taehyung) to the point I even bought this exact Nike Jordan shoes he was wearing from their PTD concert!
I also downloaded important KPop apps such as WeVerse, VLive (we miss you), Stationhead, BTS In The Seom (which I am very much addicted to before) - voting apps even! I also bought fan merch items such as shirts, jackets, bucket hats, and bags. I attend cup sleeve events sometimes, then I got into Twitter BNS (I don't really sell though, I only buy/trade photocards), and the most vital part of all KPop life - STAN TWITTER. (Yes, the profile below is my stan twt account)
Yes I am on army stan twitter. It is the best and the worst part of being a KPop stan. Most days they love you, most days they hate you but on both days I'm paid though HAHAHAHA.
My friend who has been a KPop stan ever since she was a little girl told me not to enter stan twitter because it can really be toxic - which is true as I've witnessed it already. But one of the perks of being on stan twitter is that it feels like a community, a safe space for you to declare how much you love and adore your ult bias group (mine being BTS), and just tweet your appreciation towards your fandom/favorite group. Also, to support them by voting, buying, and streaming their old/new releases.
Yes, there are days where in stan twitter can be too much, but at the end of the day it's still a safe space for me to express how much I appreciate my idols without being judged by people who hates KPop or people who aren't really into it.
So, going back - I watched BangBang Con earlier and I cried a lot because I realized how much I love BTS. I already know BTS way back, but I didn't become a fan until last year. I do feel some regret not knowing them when I was younger, but you know what they say, you meet them when you need them the most.
The relationship between me and BTS may be parasocial, but BTS did help me a lot. So let me tell you how I met them.
Last year, around May, I started using Facebook reels whenever I get bored watching KDramas or any series in particular. I deleted my TikTok app then so I decided to just watch through FB reels just to get me entertained until I have the energy to continue watching whichever series I was watching at the time. I stumbled across BTS videos a lot but I always scroll up because I wasn't a fan then.
Until I came across a clip of this VLive of Taehyung, Jimin, and JHope eating (this was after their Permission To Dance concert in Las Vegas) on FB reels laughing on a "Yoongi, marry me" comment.
The "Yoongi marry me" line has been a long standing inside joke of BTS. At first, since I wasn't really familiar with any of the members, when JHope read the comment and the maknaes (youngest) laughed while they were eating, I really thought he's Yoongi - until I was able to memorize their features and names, I realized that Yoongi isn't even on this Ppyong live.
I slowly became interested then with BTS. Whenever I scroll through my FB reels or Instagram reels, a lot of BTS clips from their shows such as Bon Voyage, DalBang (Run BTS), In The Soop, Bangtan Bomb, and etc. were already plaguing my account. Not until I saw this POV edit of Jungkook using PSY and Yoongi's "That That" that really got me locked into BTS.
Since then, I already became a hardcore Jungkooker - saving his photos and videos left and right, trying to get to know details about him by researching about him - but mostly I got to know him by watching clips on Facebook/Instagram reels.
Since most of Bangtan videos and clips are really funny, whenever I get curious as to what happened to the whole thing - I immediately search it on Youtube. Until my friend told me to watch "Run BTS", bangtan's variety show. At the time, it was only available on VLive, but you can watch it now in Youtube ;). Since I started watching DalBang, I fell in love with the tannies more. VMinHope opened the door, Jungkook closed it, but BTS locked it.
Until then, I became one of BTS' biggest fan. There was never a day where I don't talk about BTS or go crazy about them especially when they release new songs. I always see to it that I'd buy their new albums (of course I save up for it or make sure I still have extra money to buy one), and watch their content - maybe not on a daily, but whenever I have the time or whenever I feel like it.
I'm not being OA, but BTS really did help me heal a lot. I know I did all the work, but the tannies really became my inspiration to do better and be better. I know they're just 7 men from South Korea who doesn't even know I exist, I wasn't even there when they debuted in 2013, I can't even attend Min Yoongi's AgustD tour in Bangkok at all because it got sold out immediately, I haven't watched them (OT7) perform live, I do have 10 years of content to catch up on - but the more I got to know bangtan, the more I adore them. The more I listen to their songs and understand the meaning behind each lyric, the more I love them.
I cried a lot while watching BangBang Con because they made me feel like I have them to lean onto. When the world seems to big and wide and I feel alone, they make me feel that I'm not alone. When my emotions get the best of me, they can turn all those feelings around.
I may not see them or touch them or even talk to them, but I hope they know how many people they've saved. And I'm one of them.
BTS will forever hold a special place in my heart. Yeah, I may not have been there during their debut in 2013, I may not have experienced their HYYH era, or Wings era, or HYYH era, or Butter era - but as Yoongi said, "don’t feel regretful that you weren’t there since our debut. the day when you first met us, is the day we debuted."
Bangtan Sonyeondan saved me and healed me. And I will forever be grateful for them.
Borahamnida! Apobangpo! 💜
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OWL HOUSE SEASON 1 REVIEW
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Just realized that I never did any updates on watching The Owl House!
I’m already nearly done with season 2 but…
Here’s my review of season 1!
But… first I wanna talk about how I came to watch the show.
Anyway I actually never heard of the owl house much before watching it and I used to think it was annoying and badly written (even though I hadn’t watched it yet, honestly I don’t know why I hated on it. I didn’t ever say anything online but when my sister talked about it I would say that I didn’t like it) the first time I saw it was back in 2020, I was in the hospital my mom turned on the TV in the room and The Owl House was playing. I kinda knew what it was but not really. I only saw the end on an episode. The one where King writes a book. The episode ended but I was just amazed.I thought it was cool because I had never seen a Mexican in a cartoon before, at least not one like me. I’m Mexican but I’ve always thought that I was weird. The only “representation” I ever got was that show Maya as Miguel. Which I didn’t get to watch much ether. And when I was younger I was souped into anime and fantasy so seeing a Mexican Girl. My age acting like me On screen was pretty big for me. I never watched any more then that. That one snippet
I had other things on my mind then watching that show, my medical condition
Then
Earlier this year I found out about Tangled the series, I watched it because of Varian, as most people did. I knew I was like to the fandom and thought the fandom was dead tbh.
UNTILL I found out there is a fandom alive and kicking on TikTok a lot of people make TTS edits and are all mutuals. Of course I join the group and made lots of Moots. Thing is when your moots are editors you get more then just one kind of edit.
Thus I saw a lot of The Owl House edits and…saw Hunter same as when I became obsessed with Varian.
I only started watching the other day and already got through season one. And I liked it a lot more then I thought I would!
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To put it simply i like it. ANYWAY ONTO REVIEW
Ok first I really like Gus and Willow specifically Gus is my fave character (hunter is tied with him currently)
The first episode was kind a turn off for me. It just doesn’t set up for how the show progresses. Maybe that’s just me but it plays out as if it’s from a totally different show.
I feel like the introduction to each character was also done well. One thing this show is good at is make you question your own judgement
I would meet a character and like them at first and the dislike them when the revel how they actually act.
But not in the typical Disney twist villain way, in a good way. Like you could kinda tell as your get to know them but… you didn’t question it at first till it was to late.
Heh kind like reall life. And they do the same with character i originally didn’t like. What’s his name. The one who presented to be a human expert? Yeah they managed to make me like him after be deliberately saying that I hated him. Props to the writers on that.
I am pretty good at realizing when stuff is going to happen in a show I’m sure most people can relate. You see the gun on the wall and know it’s going to be used later in the episode.But even though I realized this stuff the realization is just as surprising as if they revealed it in the show.
The plot is in my opinion really good. And I don’t cry over shows. But… It did get a few tears out of me when Luz Started to cry when she got home after losing Eda to Lily. What made it wors was king asking where she was. It upsets me a lot
I like amity and Luz’s blossoming relationship but I’m disappointed we didn’t get to see mor of Amity’s side of it.
Hooty has no purpose and we should burn him
Ok I don’t mean that
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Ok I do mean that but COME ON
I know he has a friendship with Lily in season 2 which honestly made him more bearable but then she left and he want back to being annoying.
Uhhhi add more in I think of more but that’s my review so far. At least on season 1. When I finish season 2 I’ll also talk about that.
#toh gus#toh belos#toh king#toh spoilers#toh season one#toh season two#the owl house#luz nozeda#toh luz#toh willow#review#personal thoughts
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Manhandle - Jay Halstead
Request: no.
A/N: I saw this TikTok of this woman lifting her boyfriend onto a counter and immediately thought about the scenario with Jay. I feel like he seems like he should be really “traditional” about being the dominant one in a relationship but he’s actually totally okay with letting his partner take control.
-Reader is mentioned being midsize/plus size.
Warnings: none.
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When it came to signature moves, Jay had a few that he always relied on. Some of them you were sure he didn’t even realize he was doing, like the little half smirk and the eyebrow raise. But others, you knew he did on purpose. Especially what you had decided months earlier was your absolute favorite.
It didn’t matter what you were doing in the kitchen, whether you were making food, washing dishes, getting a cup of coffee; Jay would come up behind you, turn you around, and lift you onto the counter. You weren’t sure if it was some macho masculinity thing or some ‘look how strong I am’ flex that he needed to prove to you that he could physically lift you off your feet. You knew you were neither petite nor thin and you definitely didn’t pull off that whole ‘wearing his shirt like a dress’ thing Gabby or Erin probably had but you were far from insecure about your relationship or yourself. You were a firefighter after all, you ran into burning buildings and hauled people out of them, you didn’t need a boyfriend who treated you like a delicate flower. And Jay never did but you knew he liked showing off (and liked taking you on the counter).
You’d dated guys in the past who always wanted to prove they were somehow tougher than you. Whether it was undermining your job, being condescending, or being oddly competitive with you, you were used to shitty boyfriends thinking it somehow threatened their masculinity to date someone who could probably kick their ass. Jay showing off wasn’t about showing you up though, it was simply about impressing you which is what made it so endearing in the first place. Like a funny quirk, it was a habit he didn’t seem willing to break.
You loved it honestly, even when you knew it was coming. The feeling of Jay leaving you slightly breathless as he lifted you onto the kitchen counter, caged you against the cabinet, and littered your thighs with kisses, gently pushing your legs apart…it was a good way to start your morning, especially when you were on shift and wouldn’t see him again until the next day.
“What are you watching?” It was Sylvie, or rather her new obsession with watching couples on TikTok, that sparked the idea.
“This woman did this video,” she passed the phone to you, “it was so cute and wholesome.”
You watched the woman in question lift her boyfriend onto their kitchen island and you almost laughed out loud, the image of you doing the same thing to Jay immediately coming to mind. Despite it feeling like your own personal inside joke you were surprised when the idea didn’t go away, instead nagging at you for the duration of shift until you finally decided to do something about it.
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By the time you got home it was nearing 8am. Coffee was already brewing in the kitchen and you could hear the shower running from the en-suite bathroom. Jay was up, getting ready for work and reminding you why you hated off days more than shift days.
It didn’t take long for the shower to shut off, the quiet padding of Jay’s feet in the bedroom filling the silent apartment. You were sure he knew you were home, whether it was years of detective work or just a sixth sense he had, you very rarely managed to sneak up on him.
“Hey, you eat yet?” Jay asked, catching your attention as he walked into the kitchen in his boxers, grabbing his toothbrush off the counter. He wasn’t shy about the appreciative once over he did of you while he brushed his teeth, waiting for your answer. Your schedules didn’t always sync up the way Jay would’ve liked but he tried to be intentional about the time you did have. If he could get an extra hour of time with you before work he’d gladly take it.
“Not yet. But I’m not making you breakfast.”
“I wasn’t gonna ask you to make breakfast!” He insisted, toothbrush bobbing in his mouth as he spoke, “that was one time and I was incredibly hungover, to be fair.” Jay spit out his toothpaste, wiped his mouth and leaned against the kitchen counter, your mind immediately wandering to the video Sylvie had shown you. “I was gonna ask if you wanted to grab something before I head in.”
“Okay,” you agreed, closing the distance between you to kiss him. The sharp mint taste still on his lips made you scrunch your nose.
Without giving him any warning, you bent your knees just enough to wrap your arms around Jay’s waist and lift up, lifting your very solid boyfriend onto the kitchen counter the same way he’d done to you a hundred times.
“Holy shit!” Jay practically shouted as he grabbed at the butcher block counter. You couldn’t help laughing too, leaning forward into him, pressing your face into his thigh as you tried to catch your breath. You hadn’t honestly expected to be able to lift him that high and you were genuinely as surprised as him that you had hauled him onto the counter successfully.
A second later Jay was grabbing at your arms, pulling you away so he could see your face, hands moving to cup your cheeks, “what are you doing?” He asked, still amused.
“I was trying to be sexy,” you laughed, “you always do it.”
“Yeah…” he nodded, looking at you with that raised eyebrow like he was trying to figure something out, “I kinda liked it.”
“You’re so full of shit.”
“No, I’m serious, that was…hot.” He admitted, a light blush obscuring his freckles. He leaned forward enough that he could kiss you, tilting your head back as you leaned against the counter between his legs. You were convinced that Jay had a natural gravity about him, something that always drew you in, urging you to be as close as possible to him. If you were out somewhere together you always wanted to have a hand in his or his arm around your shoulder, when you kissed him, even at this height difference, with the counter more in your way than anything, you tried to be as close as possible, hands on his bare thighs, his knees caging you in, kissing him with your whole body leaning into his touch.
When you finally pulled away Jay hopped off the counter, backing you up to the island only to kiss you again. He kept his hands on your waist, squeezing just above the hand of your yoga shorts. “I thought we were getting something to eat,” you mentioned once he broke the kiss.
“I was distracted by you manhandling me first thing in the morning,” he teased, “just came out here to get some coffee-“
“I did not manhandle you,” you laughed, “get dressed, nobody needs to see all that this early in the morning.”
“Look who’s talking.” Jay’s hands left your waist, running over the spandex of your shorts to your ass.
“Get dressed,” you huffed, pushing him away from you.
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Make It Work (request)
Chris evans x teen!reader, Chris evans x daughter!reader, Chris evans x costar!reader
Request description: hey <3 would you be able to write maybe a Chris evans x teen!reader where Chris is like a father figure to them. Maybe in an interview he calls them his daughter and he’s kinda nervous when he realises what he said and after they’re talking and they’re both okay with it and ends with cuddles? Thank you:)
Requested by: @idontlikeagoldrush
Warnings: parental issues, slight insecurity?
(A/n) ok so this is my second fic and I feel like my writing is already going downhill 😭😭 idk I just didn’t like this one as much as the last one. Thank u for all the notes on the last one tho omg i didn’t expect that much!!!!! Love u all :) plz keep sending!!! And lmk what u think of this, plus if u wanna be added to my taglist :D
You met Chris a year and a half ago, when the two of you were cast in a movie together. You were scared to meet him at first, because of what a big and incredible actor he was. But upon meeting him, you’d automatically figured out that he was just a massive ball of love and kindness, and you had nothing to be afraid of.
You started to look forward to arriving on set everyday, and you suddenly started to long for Monday mornings when you’d finally see Chris after the weekend, so you could update him on all the new little things you haven’t gotten the chance to, Instead of how much you dreaded Monday’s before, simply because of work.
But acting doesn’t feel like much work anymore. You played Chris’s daughter in the movie the two of you were in, and it wasn’t far off your actual relationship. A lot of the scenes the fans loved so much were actually just real, improvised conversations between the two of you. You were really close.
And since you had grown up without a father, you’d started to seek that role from him. One day when the two of you were gonna sneak off set for ice cream in between takes, you went running back to your trailer to change quickly, then you had realized it. “Hold on, dad!” You’d yelled behind your shoulder, to Chris. You stopped dead in your tracks, shook your head, and turned around quickly. Chris was standing there with a massive, goofy smile on his face. You rolled your eyes as you felt your stomach drop, before turning to run back to your trailer. This was the first of many incidents.
“Stop, dad!” You laughed, as Chris was tickling you, trying to get you to drop his phone that you’d stolen from his pocket. But even though he hadn’t stopped tickling you, your smile fell. “Shit, I didn’t mean to-“ you tried to revert your words, but Chris didn’t care. “Y/n, it’s fine! Just surrender my phone and I’ll forget about it. Otherwise I’m gonna leave your trailer and tell all the crew you just accidentally called me ‘dad!” He said.
It put a strain on your relationship, in your eyes. You had to be more careful. Everytime you found a father figure, they’d end up disappointing you. Your old teachers who you’d try to confide in, and your moms friends, your friends dads, they’d never fulfilled you the way you needed to be. So you knew you had to end your relationship with Chris, because it would only hurt more in the end.
It’d been a while since you finished filming, and the movie was released a few months earlier. Now the two of you are on a press tour. Your interviews were finished for the day about an hour ago, so you’d gone back to your hotel to get ready to just chill in bed.
Once you’d showered and changed into pajamas, you’d go to lay in bed. You answered texts, spent an average amount of time checking your social media, reposting things on Instagram, and liking things on tiktok. Then you checked Twitter and saw a video you were tagged in.
Once you clicked on it, you saw that it was from an interview that Chris did at the premier of the movie. You weren’t anywhere in sight, you’d probably slipped off to the restroom or something. “How was it working with a co-star that was so young?” The woman who was interviewing Chris asked. He took a couple of seconds to think before answering, pretty quickly. “Oh well, it was incredible! I mean, y/n is such a talented kid who’s gonna go so far, I mean, so far! And, you know I’m just so proud of her. Y’know? She’s like my daughter! She’s amazing!” Chris says, but you've known him long enough to notice the look of regret in his eyes after he says the last part.
You have to pause the video to take in what he said. You already feel emotional and you put your hand over your mouth to cover your smile, even though you’re alone. But then you go over what he said in your head and think about what his reaction was when he called you his daughter.
You look back to your phone and replay it five times. Everytime you see the way his face drops, like he’s never made a bigger mistake. You sigh, feeling hurt.
You feel like an absolute idiot. All the times you’d slipped up and ratted yourself out for the fact that you’d thought of him as a father, he’d assured you it was alright. But he was an actor, after all. And he was probably weirded out every time. And now he just slipped up like you always had, but this time, he didn’t mean it subconsciously.
You shut your phone off, and rub your eyes, as if preparing them for the tears that inevitably come pouring out right after. You’re so hurt. You can't tell if you’re being dramatic, because you sometimes can be. But he looked like he didn’t mean it whatsoever. And you know Chris pretty well.
Your phone screen lights up. “Wanna go roller skating?” Chris texts you. “No” you simply answered, as you didn’t have the energy to say anything else. But he knew you too well to just let that go. From his hotel room, his smile dropped. He was immediately worried for you, and so he walked to your hotel room, and used the key-card that you had decided to give to him a while ago, since you had two.
He saw you on your bed with your legs tucked to your chest. His stomach immediately fell and he knew something was wrong. “Y/n, what’s wrong, honey?” He asked, as he ran to sit down next to you.
Once you’d heard him speak, you immediately started wiping the tears off of your face, and untucking your face from their place in between your knees. “Chris, please leave.” You said with a shaky voice.
He looked confused. “Why, did I do something?” He asked with genuine worry on his face. This only hurts you more. “No, Chris you-you did nothing. It’s just too much to explain. Please just go.”
Chris wouldn’t give up that easily. “Tell me what happened, y/n. I can't leave knowing there’s something up with you. You tell me everything, so what happened?” He pries. You keep crying.
“That’s the problem, Chris. We finish the press tour in two weeks. And then what? Then I go back to having no one. I have to end this routine now, or else it’s gonna hurt worse later.” You stand up from the bed and cry.
You cover your face in embarrassment and anger, as you sob. Chris feels terrible, remembering what he said last week on the red carpet that he tried to block out of his memory. Chris puts a hand on your shoulder, “Y/n, you mean too much to me to just give up on our relationship. You’re important to me. You’re like…” Chris starts, but trails off, looking away from you.
“Your daughter?” You look at him, with tears running down your face. He smiles sadly, but genuinely. “Well, yeah. And we can make it work after the press tour is over. We can still see each other.” He assured you.
You sighed, and wiped your tears away, sitting back on your hotel bed, and Chris sat closer to the foot of the bed. “Did you mean to call me your daughter in that interview last week?” You ask, playing with your hands. Chris sighs, “not really, if I’m being honest. It just came out, and I was too embarrassed to talk about it. Now I understand how it felt all those times you accidentally called me your dad.” Chris laughs.
You try to hide your frown, and look up at Chris. “So then, you don’t really feel that way?” You whisper. Chris shakes his head, “I do! I honestly do, y/n. Just because I didn’t mean to say it doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. You’re very important to me, and I’ve never gotten to have any kids, so I consider you my own,” He says, “If you’ll have me, of course.”
You smile and sniffle. “Yeah.” You say, leaning into Chris’s arms. He hugs you tightly and you hug him back. You don’t end up going roller skating like he’d wanted to, but the two of you sit in your hotel room and watch movies on your laptop. You and Chris sit next to each other, and eventually you fall asleep with your head on his shoulder.
He decides to shut your laptop down, and turn your lights off. He pulls your blanket up over you, and kisses you on the forehead. You shift slightly while being half asleep. “Goodnight, y/n.” Chris says, as he starts to walk towards the door to leave. “Goodnight, dad.” You say groggily, before immediately falling back asleep. Chris turns around and smiles, but you’re asleep and can’t regret what you just said.
And the two of you do make it work.
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Lake Chelan
Heyy💜 so i have a req for Vinnie😍 based on this tiktok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdaeQPS7/ So the readers that girl and they had like the most amazing date and for whatever reason vinnie forgot to ask her number so they never met again until years later the reader is actually a big tiktok star and moves in with nai. One day nai’s on live and vinnie’s watching and then the reader shows up on live and he’s like ???!!!!! And freaks out cause it’s the girl he’s never been able to forget. @canyoubuymetoast
Summary: An impromptu connection quickly turns into an unforgettable yet unrealistic one. Despite this a few years later Vinnie finally gets a second chance to reignite said connection.
Warning: Tooth rotting fluff
Word Count: 3.4k
“You know your help would be great Vinnie.” Reggie says sarcastically while trying his best to figure out how to pitch their tent. Maria and Nate went off to scope the area since they already set up their tent, so it left the two Hacker brothers to figure out how to create their sleeping arrangements.
“Yea yea one sec.” He responds placing his phone on the picnic table he was sitting on before looking up to see a German Shepard walking towards him. Vinnie’s eyes instantly brighten and a smile washes over his face as he calls the dog over.
The black and brown dog trots over to Vinnie with a wagging tail and almost immediately the friendly animal starts to leave slobbery kisses all over Vinnie’s face. Vinnie lets out a laugh as he moves his face out of the way, but continues to the pet the dog.
“Who’s dog is that?” Reggie asks walking over to his brother, giving up on the tent.
“I don’t know it just came up to me. It’s friendly though.”
Reggie simply shrugs his shoulders and joins his brother in petting the dog. However, just as Vinnie opened his mouth to suggest that they should call the number on the dogs collar an unfamiliar voice calls out.
“Zeus! Where are you boy?”
Reggie looks up from the dog and his mouth almost immediately drops open when he see’s a gorgeous girl searching the area looking for something. He nudges his brother who was still petting the dog and cooing at it in a baby voice. Vinnie looks up at Reggie annoyed before he decides to look at what his brothers line of vision was fixated on.
As Vinnie looks over yours and his eyes simultaneously meet. Albeit cliché, Vinnie could’ve sworn he had the air knocked out of him just by making eye contact with you. He’s never felt anything like it before.
You on the other hand quickly glance down and relief washes over you as you finally spot your dog that wandered off of your families campsite. You quickly walk over to Zeus, your dog and the two boys that were with him.
“Zeus I should’ve known you went to mooch food off of strangers!” You exclaim to your dog who quickly walks over to your side before you finally look back up and make eye contact with the boys. As you do so seemingly the same effect you had on Vinnie, he had on you. How did you not realize how attractive he was when you were walking over to them?
“I’m sorry about him he does this at every campsite we go to. You would think we don’t feed him, but he’s just a glutton.” You say, heat washing over your face due to the fact your dog wandered off and found the most attractive guys you’ve ever seen.
“No no it’s okay we needed a break.” Vinnie says nodding over to the unpitched tent while smiling at how flustered you got from his gaze on you.
Reggie scoffs looking at you then his brother. “We needed a break?” He asks with a raised eyebrow. “Vinnie, I’ve been trying to set up the tent for the last 15 minutes while you were trying to find service so you could make a tiktok.”
It was now Vinnie’s turn to be flustered. “Pfft, that’s not true.” The blond says obviously fibbing and you simply look at him amused.
“Do you guys need help? My family and I go camping every summer so I’m basically an expert at setting up tents.” You suggest.
“Yea sure that would be great.” Vinnie says standing up for the first time in the last twenty minutes while smiling at you. Without another word the three of you walk over to the unpitched tent with Zeus following along.
“My name is Y/N by the way.” You say glancing at Vinnie before kneeling down to work your magic.
“Vinnie and that’s Reggie.”
And that was how you and Vinnie Hacker met, all thanks to your gluttonous dog who loved showing off his puppy dog eyes to strangers in return for food. Little did either of you know how much this small interaction would have an impact on the other. As the Hacker’s camping trip went on the more your family and Vinnie’s bumped into each other and finally one night your dad invited the Hacker’s over to your campsite for a bonfire. Almost instantly yours and Vinnie’s acquaintance status changed to friends. Soon enough your family and Vinnie’s family spent the rest of the camping trip together, going swimming, boating, tubbing and more.
That was no different for the last full day of your camping trip. In fact Vinnie finally gathered up the courage to ask you on a date despite the fact you two originally lived hours away from each other.
“Thank you.” You say glancing up to the waiter that just took away your empty plates and placed the bill on the table. You look back up at Vinnie who was already staring at you with admiration, causing heat to wash over your face.
Too flustered to look at the boy in front of you, you take in the scenic view. You two sat out on the patio over looking the lake with mountains, foliage and the sun setting in the distance. The restaurant Vinnie took you to was one of the fancy ones in town and the two of you stood out like a sore thumb due to your clothes. Showing up to the restaurant and sitting down to eat in a normal t-shirt and shorts was the equivalent of eating at McDonald’s in a prom dress and suit. Yet, the disapproving stares from other patrons made the whole experience even more memorable.
“This is very nice thank you Vinnie.”
“Anything for you.” He says softly, placing his hand on the table in which you take without hesitating, causing both of your heart beats to increase.
“Do you want to hit O’Riley’s after?” You ask, referencing the ice cream shop the two of you went to seemingly every day of the trip to cool off on your walk back to the campsite after a day full of activities.
Vinnie pulls out his wallet from his shorts to pay for the expensive meal while looking at you with a smile on his face. “Great minds think alike.”
Without another word you two leave the fancy restaurant hand in hand while receiving glares from the regular patrons. Throughout your short walk to the popular ice cream parlor in town the two of you reminisce about the past week and a half together. It honestly felt like a dream.
“You know I wanted to hold your hand on the hike today, but I couldn’t keep up with you and Zeus.” Vinnie says, recalling the hike you guys went on along with Reggie and your brother.
“Clearly you need to work on your stamina, City Boy. That incline wasn’t even that bad.” You joke poking Vinnie in the stomach before leaving his grasp to wander over to the menu of ice cream flavours. Vinnie was infatuated with everything about you and he adored how you made fun of him for being from Seattle. The blond lets out a laugh and follows you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his chin on the top of your head as he analyzed the menu as well. Almost instantly you melted into his touch.
“Okay Snow White.” He retorts back remembering how basically every animal or even bug seemingly gravitated towards you throughout the trip.
“What can I say Vinnie. I’m just that captivating.” You say turning to look at Vinnie before winking.
After a few minutes of waiting in line and you changing your mind on what flavour you wanted for the fifth time the two of you finally order and make your way over to a bench nearby. You weren’t a stranger to Lake Chelan and what you loved most about the small town was how close everything was. In fact the bench you and Vinnie decided to sit down on wasn’t too far from O’Riley’s, but it was close enough to the lake to witness the scenic view in full.
Once you two sat down you guys instantly turned to each other and tapped the other’s ice cream cones, causing some of your ice cream to transfer to Vinnie’s and some of Vinnie’s to transfer to yours. You introduced this small practice to Vinnie on the third day of hanging out together. In which the reason behind it was simply because you’ve been doing it ever since you were little for good luck and to have a small taste of the other person’s ice cream.
Vinnie watches as you taste his flavour, red velvet while your eyes light up, causing him to smile. “Holy shit yours is good.” You say before taking a lick of your flavour which was blueberry cheese cake. The blond laughs in amusement as your face of delight quickly turns into disgust.
“Yea I definitely should have gotten yours or moose tracks.”
Without hesitating Vinnie softly takes your ice cream cone out of your hand and switches it with his. “There you go.”
“Vinnie, no this is yours.” You say reaching for your ice cream back, but he simply puts his hand above you and ultimately out of your reach.
Vinnie laughs playfully as he watches you attempt to reach the cone with your original flavour from your spot beside him. “Y/N like I said earlier, anything for you.”
You roll your eyes at the blonds cheesiness, but you end up sitting back down placing your head on his shoulder while heat washed over your body at how he made you feel.
The sound of kids riding their bikes, crickets and birds splashing in the lake could be heard while the setting sun continued to reflect off of the water. “It’s so beautiful here.” You say after swallowing your last bite and taking in the view in front of you.
“Yea it is.”
You turn to Vinnie and your heart begins to race when you notice he was already looking at you. Some may think this moment was cliche, but to you it was perfect. In fact your hopeless romantic dreams were being fulfilled.
Vinnie’s gaze on you was intense and you couldn’t bring yourself to break it. Instead you found yourself flickering your eyes down to his plump lips and back up to his brown eyes. Vinnie follows your lead and his proximity causes your breath to hitch.
Without wasting another second Vinnie finally moves in and acts on what he has been wanting to do ever since he got to know you. His lips meet yours and you instantly kiss back, wanting for this to happen for a while yourself.
The kiss was short yet sweet and passionate while leaving both of you flustered. You place your head back onto Vinnie’s shoulder, your hand finding his and intertwining your fingers. A comfortable silence falls upon you two as both of you take in the perfect moment.
“I don’t want this trip to end.” Vinnie says breaking the silence while rubbing his thumb across your skin and admiring the scenic view in front of him.
It scared Vinnie how fast his feelings for you developed and continued to do so and he was quite frankly disappointed that you guys live so far away from each other. Although you both lived in the same state you lived closer to Portland while he remained in Seattle. You two created a once in a lifetime connection throughout a camping trip and it seemed as if it was going to end just like that.
“I promise I’ll say goodbye and give you my number before we leave tomorrow don’t worry.” You say lifting your head off of Vinnie’s shoulder before placing a kiss on his cheek. The whole trip you refused to give Vinnie your number or social medias simply because you realized their was more to life than the internet. You would rather be going hiking or playing in the rain than being on your phone, which Vinnie adored considering he was so consumed with his platform on TikTok.
However, your promise would ultimately be broken when Vinnie woke up the next morning. The blond boy walked over to your campsite with a small bouquet of wildflowers he picked along the way. He could hear the beat of his heart in every step he took, knowing this would be the last time he saw you for a while.
When Vinnie reached your campsite his heart and the bouquet of flowers simultaneously dropped at the same time. Your site was empty. In fact, it looked as if you and your family didn’t even stay there. The only thing that proved that you were there were the tire tracks of your families RV. Now the site was ready for the next group of campers to come in and make their own memories.
Even though you and Vinnie only spent a week and a half together it felt like you two created a lifetime worth of intimate moments and memories. He doesn’t understand how he got so attached to you in such a short amount of time, but he did. The blond boy lets out a deep sigh before turning around to go back to his site, leaving the memories you two created and flowers he brought you behind.
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Vinnie lets out a big yawn as he stretches in bed. He grabs his phone and checks the time. 2:43pm. The night before the blond streamed Valorant on twitch until 4 in the morning so there was no wonder as to why he was just waking up. Deciding to stay in bed for a little longer, Vinnie cuddles into his sheets and opens TikTok, Hera joining him a little bit later.
As he scrolls he likes a few and comments on some of his friends posts. However, his incessant scrolling comes to a stop when his for you page lands on a video of Nai’s. Vinnie watches it, but as he does so a familiar face is shown causing his heart rate to increase while butterflies erupted in his stomach. Who knew that one person could still elicit these feelings out of him two years later?
There was no way. It couldn’t be you in the video. Yet there you were in Nai’s tiktok showing off your gecko. You looked the same, but so different at the same time. Vinnie couldn’t help himself, but to watch the tiktok a few more times, every time his smile getting bigger and his heart fuller.
Luckily for him Nai tagged you in the caption in which Vinnie took this opportunity to check out your profile and make sure it was actually you and his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. Right away he knew it was in fact you.
You had just under a million followers and were on the brink of getting verified. As Vinnie scrolled through your profile he finds your first tiktok that went viral and ultimately kick started your career. The video was of you eight months ago running and dancing around in the rain in the middle of the road. Vinnie smiles as he watches and he couldn’t help, but to feel flustered at the fact he finally found you after all these years.
It made him happy to see that you seemingly stayed the same personality wise. From what he remembered you loved everything about nature and animals so there was no surprise to see your account full of videos of you enjoying what you loved. In fact your most viral videos consisted of your ring neck parakeet, Athena.
Just as Vinnie was about to hit the follow button on your account a text from Alex popped up.
I was planning on throwing a chill party tonight is that okay?
He clicked and stared at the message for a few seconds. Seemingly Nai would be invited which meant if you were with her still Nai would likely bring you as her plus one.
Yea ofc.
Vinnie spent the rest of the day going through your social media accounts. He wanted to follow you on every platform possible, but he didn’t want that to creep you out so he decided it was best to wait and see if you came tonight. After all his odds were looking in his favour as the time until the get together dwindled and you and Nai continued to post with each other.
The blond walks out of his washroom freshly showered with a towel around his waist and into his large room. He could hear a bunch of voices and music coming from down stairs so the party must have already started. Just as Vinnie was about to drop his towel to get dressed a familiar voice is heard from the other side of his door.
“Knock knock!” Nai shouts.
“One sec!” Vinnie calls out quickly, throwing on boxers and a pair of black cargo pants before rummaging through his dresser for a shirt. “Come in!”
Almost instantly the door flies open revealing Nailea in all her glory. Vinnie glances over to her in hopes you were with the brunette, but his hopes fall when he see’s you’re no where to be found.
“You seriously need to stop making thirst traps in the shower we all thought you slipped and died with how long you were taking.” Nai says walking into the room and flopping onto Vinnie’s bed.
Vinnie lets out a laugh while he continued to look for a shirt he wanted to wear, his mind being clouded with thoughts of you. Nai was wearing the same outfit she was wearing in the instagram stories she posted with you today so where were you?
Just as Vinnie turns around, putting on a shirt with the intent to discretely ask Nai about you a familiar, but nostalgic voice could be heard in the hallway over Alex’s loud laugh from downstairs. “Nai?”
“In here!”
“Jeez this house is huge I need a map just to leave the washroom.” You say walking into the unfamiliar bedroom. As you do so your eyes lock with Vinnie’s and both of your heart rates increase significantly. Heat washes over you under Vinnie’s gaze and you couldn’t help, but to feel confused. He looked so familiar, but you couldn’t put your finger on where you recognize him from.
Vinnie on the other hand felt as if his heart was going to beat out of his chest. Throughout the past few years he imagined scenarios where he would run into you back at home or at Lake Chelan, but finally being in your presence again caused him to not know how to act.
“Y/N this is Vinnie the friend of mine I wanted you to meet.” Nai says looking at you. “And Vinnie this is Y/N. I think you guys will click instantly especially since you’re both from Washington.”
“Nice to meet you. Can I sit?” You ask nodding over to Vinnie’s bed where Nai was sitting, petting Hera.
“Y-yea of course.” The blond stutters out causing his cheeks to go red. However, a pang of hurt rings throughout the boys heart when he realizes you don’t remember him.
Quickly you make your way over to Vinnie’s bed and without wasting another second you extend your hand out for Hera to smell before petting her. Vinnie watches as you do so. You looked even more beautiful than when he first met you two years prior, if that was even possible. Although you looked slightly different due to the fact you graciously grew into your features Vinnie could tell your personality stayed the same as you continued to gravitate towards animals.
“What’s this cuties name?” You ask scratching under Hera’s chin, causing her to purr before you smile at Vinnie.
“Her name is Hera.”
You let out a gasp, “Did you know Hera was married to Zeus?” You say, recalling your past obsession of Greek Mythology. By now Nai was zoned out of your conversation and was scrolling on tiktok.
“Yea I actually named her after a girl that I met at Lake Chelan, who’s dog was named Zeus.” Vinnie says with a toothy smile on his face.
Your eyes widen and you look back over to the blond, your heart beating a mile a minute while you finally connected the dots.
“City boy?” You breathe out.
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