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scarisd3ad · 7 months

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Superstar | football player!Joel miller x popstar!reader

One - sparks fly

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Warnings - cursing, fake dating? Age gap based off of Taylor swift and Travis Kelce kinda hard launching their relationship last night, Joel has his both his daughters but they are way younger in this (Sarah being 9, and Ellie being 5), Joel is 37 and reader is 26, no outbreak au, and modern au (its around 2022 or 2023)

Summary - when you find out about a certain football player showing up at your tour you decide to reach out just because of all the dating rumors, but what if thoughs rumors turn into reality?

‘Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile’

I don't think I've ever cleaned so hard as I did today, I made sure anything not child appropriate was put up, I made sure all the rooms were cleaned, the floors were mopped, and the carpets were vacuumed. I also made sure ollies litter was fresh. everything was ready for when Joel and his oldest daughter arrived. I even made sure to wear a kid appropriate one-piece bathing suit with a pair of shorts pulled over it. ollie somehow knew I was expecting visitors, so he was being way more energetic than he normally is, running around, jumping on and off things and scratching up the side of the walls.

knock, knock knock.

I look down at my phone it was only 12:50 they were 10 minutes early. I take a deep breath in; my heart was pounding against my chest. just act normal, I can't make this kid and Joel think I'm weird. "Act normal, just be me" I whisper to myself as I walk up to the front door. I open the door to see Joel in a pair of swim trunks and a shirt that read 'Dallas cowboys', the little girl stood next to him looked to be about 9 she had curly brown hair, and the same deep brown eyes her father has. "Hi oh my god your early" I laugh, Joel smiles and nods "yeah per Sarah's request she said we needed to be here early" Sarah smiles shyly up at me "hi Sarah im-"

"y/n l/n I know who you are daddy and I listen to your music in the car" I laugh as Joel bites his lip and laughs "yeah my mom bought her your album for Christmas didn't she Babygirl?" Sarah nods "yup grandma bought it for me after I showed her my poster of you." I love all my fans, but the little kids will always have a special place in my heart because I remember being their age and listening to my favorite artist's hoping id be just like them when I grew up. now I'm just like them and little kids are looking up to me hoping they'll be like me.

"How about you two come in I've got some chips and drinks sittin' out by the pool waitin' for you" I say as I open the door wider so they both can walk in. "oh my god kitty" Sarah falls to her knees in front of ollie as he walks up to her. "Aww daddy look its purring" Sarah exclaims as she rubs her hands down ollies back. "His name is ollie" I say, "aw ollie you're so pretty" she coo's.

"c'mon Sar lets go swim" Sarah frowns but obeys her father and rises back to her feet. "Daddy, I want a cat, can you get us a cat?" she whispers to Joel as we walk back to the backyard. "Maybe Babygirl." ollie follows behind us meowing for attention. we walk out into the backyard and Sarah immediately pulls her shirt and shorts off before jumping into the pool. "Daddy! get in!" Sarah shouts. "One second Sarah let me talk to y/n for a little bit."

we both sit down at my little patio table while Sarah swam around. "So, why'd you wanna hang out?" he asks his voice just low enough for me to hear but so Sarah couldn't. "Wanted to know if you we're serious?" I say with a laugh, "of course I was, don't lie bout shit like that."

"So wanna give me your number now?" he chuckles before placing a small, beaded friendship bracelet on the table. "Oh my god" l laugh as I grab the bracelet and examine it. it did indeed have his number on it in small white number beads. "Daddy!" Sarah shouts "alright, alright I'm comin'" he mutters as he stands up and pulls his shirt off of his body revealing his torso that looks like a normal 37-year-old mans and not a professional athlete. he had more of a dad bod than a sixpack and I can say I find a dad bod way more attractive. my eyes widen as I try not to stare. he makes a running start before jumping in the pool. Sarah squeals "daddy! you splashed me!" as he resurfaces. "You comin'?" Joel shouts which snaps me out of my daydream. "Oh yeah! yeah!"

I pull my shorts off before getting in the pool with them. "Daddy! daddy throw me!" Joel picks his daughter up and raises her over his head before tossing her. she giggles as she fly's through the air and lands on the other side of the pool. Joel swims over to me and leans himself against the pool wall. "So, when's your next show?" he asks as ollie saunters over to the edge of the pool and lays down. "Um next weekend in Maryland" he nods as he drags his wet hand down ollies back which ollies isn't too fond of. ollie shakes the water off of himself before moving farther away from Joel. "Maryland's far away" I nod, one thing I didn't really like about the whole popstar touring around the world thing was not being able to stay in one place long. this weekend I was in Texas which was good because then I could stay at home but next weekend, I'm all the way in Maryland, and then the next weekend I'm in Pennsylvania. "When do you get a break? from tourin' I mean."

"Oh, um I think late September, but might be later" I was only really off once I was finished with the US leg of my tour, but I only got 2 or 3 weeks off before the international leg of the tour. "hm" he leans his elbow against the side of the pool as Sarah swims up to him. "Daddy again! again!" he shakes his head as he takes both of his hands and places them on the edge of the pool before pushing himself up and onto the ground. "No Babygirl m'gonna take a break" she pouts as she lets out a quiet "aw man" before swimming off. he shakes his head, signaling for me to get out of the pool too. reach my arm up and he grabs it pulling me out. "You got anything to drink?" I had put all the alcoholic beverages up and out of reach just in case his kid was the type who likes getting into things. "Yeah, yeah they're inside though" I whisper.

"Hey Sarah stay in the shallow end for me k? y/n and I are gonna go inside and grab something" Sarah nods and then we both walk back into my house. I walk into the kitchen and open the cabinet I had stored all the alcohol in. I step up onto my tip toes as I grab a bottle of whiskey. "I've got this" I say turning and showing the bottle. he grins "my favorite" there's a weird feeling in my belly knowing I had picked his favorite on the first try. "So, what do you want to do?" I ask as I grab two small glasses and place them on the counter. "bout what?" he asks, as he leans against the counter next to me. I pour some whiskey into both glasses before handing one to him. "Bout the rumors" I say. he brings the glass to his lips and shrugs. "wanna post a picture, to fuck with'em?" I ask as I swallow down a big gulp of the whiskey. it wasn't right, but sometimes is funny to fuck with the fans, have them fangirling over a relationship that is obviously fake is funny.

"Sure c'mere" he takes his phone that he had grabbed off of the table as we walked in. I scoot closes, he taps his cheek and whispers "kiss my cheek" my breath hitches as I press my lips to his cheek. I can smell his cologne and strawberry ChapStick he must've stollen from one of his daughters. the cologne was woodsy, and manly something you'd expect a man like Joel miller to wear. he adjusts the camera so it's able to get both of us in the frame. he snaps the photo "tag me" I whisper. he types in my username before posting the picture on his story. almost immediately his phone begins to go off.

we both go back out and swim a little more, deciding to totally ignore our phones and just get to know each other. when they leave Joel tells me to text him and that we should definitely do something like this again.

I'm lying in my bed with ollie curled up next to me. I'm mostly ignoring all the notifications I'm getting from every social media platform but sometimes I'll get a glimpse of a comment or tweet that's along the lines of 'holy shit are they actually dating?' and I smirk to myself knowing that it worked.

bringgg brinnggg bringggg

the loud ringing of my phone wakes ollie right out of his deep sleep making him look around eyes wide and confused. "it's alright honey" I coo as I pet him. I answer the phone and I'm immediately met with a loud scream "holy fucking shit! are you two actually together???" Kailey shouts, I roll my eyes realizing my best friend is just as gullible as the rest of the internet "no he just came over and we hung out. she screams again "SOOO are you going to date?" I let out an annoyed sigh "no we're just friends, but I'm going to bed I'll text you tomorrow love you."

maybe Joel miller

me - hi

maybe Joel miller - y/n?

me - Joel?

maybe Joel miller - yup

you have changed maybe Joel miller to Joel miller.

me - wanna keep doing this?

Joel miller - what?

me - keep fucking with them

Joel miller - why?

Me - idk it’s funny ig

Joel miller - ig?

Me - I guess

Joel miller - ohhh okay yeah that sounds fun.

me - yeah, it's fun, even my friend believed it💀

Joel miller - same my momma called asking if I'm dating someone.🤣

me - soo? u up for it miller?

Joel miller - sure maybe we should meet up at a restaurant?

me - maybe you could pick me up and take me to a restaurant??😑

Joel miller - yeah yeah more believable ig

me - so how bout next Thursday 5?

Joel miller - 👍👍👍

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#fanfics #x reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller #joel miller x f!reader #sarah miller #ellie williams #x fem!reader #fem!reader #female!reader #popstar!reader #taylor swift #travis kelce #no outbreak!joel miller

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jungle-angel · 1 year

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24. “Man, this tea could knock out a bad illness in one go”

With early morning Nat trace my forever bi awakening!

(rings the little diner bell with the order) ONE NUMBER 24 COMING UP!!!! (lol).

Bozeman, MT

Spring, 2023

You had been up for a while, rifling through the fridge for the breakfast ingredients while "Shamballa" by Three Dog Night played from your little bluetooth speaker on the counter, the soft yellow glow of the morning becoming more so as it threaded together with the yellow gingham of the curtains in the kitchen window. You looked over to the small table in the dining room, the table that had photos of Nat's grandparents, her grandpa in his dress blues and her grandma in her nurse's uniform. The incense and flowers would most likely need to be replaced later, but it could wait until after breakfast.

The meow of the old tabby cat you two had taken in, suddenly caught your attention, shooing her away before she had a chance to steal whatever food you'd be making that morning. Out of the fridge came the eggs, the fresh pepper slab bacon and thick grainy barley bread, all packed with seeds and grain and as black as could be. It wasn't long at all before the kitchen was full of the tantalizing smells of eggs, bacon, toast and some of your fresh, homemade tea, nor was it long before you heard tired groans and heavy feet coming down the stairs.

"Mornin sleepyhead," you chimed as you cracked another egg and threw it in the cast iron pan on the stove. "Bacon or steak with the eggs this morning?"

"Pepper slab bacon, heavy on the pepper," Natasha answered, her nose plugged up beyond all human reasoning. One very unladylike snort told you it was that time of the year again.

"Here," you told her. "Drink this, it'll make you feel better."

You handed Natasha her favorite mug full of a delicious looking brown liquid which she promptly drank even though it was still steaming. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed as a bite of heat ran across her tongue, lips and into the back of her throat. "Baby what did you put in this?"

"Cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg, star anise, juice from a few blood oranges and some of those black dragon chilis that have been growing with my special fertilizer," you chuckled.

"Good grief," Natasha coughed, fanning herself from the heat of the chilis. Her eyes started watering uncontrollably and her nose had begun to run like a sieve. "Man this tea could knock a bad illness out in one go."

A few coughs from her and a small laugh from you signaled that the food was ready. Once she had her plate in front of her, Nat dug right in, still shuddering a little from the spicy tea. "I think I'm gonna end up blowing through a whole gallon of milk again," she joked.

"Oh no you don't," you warned her. "Until this clears, no cheese, no yogurt and definitely no milk."

Natasha groaned in exasperation. In your house it had become common to blow through a gallon of milk in less than a week, leaving the rest of the Daggers to go and get it from the farmers' markets or the store which was almost an hour away.

You kissed her cheek playfully. "I'm only doing this because I love you," you chuckled. "Now drink your tea and eat your food, Bagman apparently needs help with a calf that's gonna come at any hour."

"Yes dear," Nat half laughed, returning the kiss.

#natasha phoenix trace #phoenix x reader #dagger squad #top gun maverick #dagger squad shortfics

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skeeverboy · 2 months

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hi i'm skeeverboy and here's my review of every tfb album (not including singles or eps but maybe i will at some point)

I Hate My Friends (2008)

despite being their first and least finished albums, it is one of my fav albums of all time. it's unique and definitely not for everyone, but the garage/basement sound and unique vocals are so charming. it has this whole immature feeling in both instrumentation and lyrics that i'm just obsessed with. i really like the background vocals and the entire shouty kind of singing this one has.

fav track: push-ups

rating: 9.5/10

My Grandma Vs. Pneumonia (2009)

very similar in sound and vibe to IHMF, with the same acoustic recorded-in-someone's-basement feeling (this is because both albums were in fact recorded in random basements and garages). it feels a little more finished than IHMF, and the songs have a bit of a different vibe that i don't know how to explain. ultimately though i put it in the same category as IHMF and frequently forget which songs are in which albums.

fav track: the bass is too loud

rating: 9/10

The Front Bottoms (2011)

absolutely amazing album. it has all the charm of the first 2, with significantly more development and more of a finished feeling. it starts off with an amazing first track and there's really not a dud on this album at all. both versions of the cover art are beautiful. the lyrics in this album are just like some of my favorite of all time and often times soul crushing. i love it. enough said.

fav track: looking like you just woke up

rating: 10/10

Talon of the Hawk (2013)

another absolute banger. it has a lot of the same vibes as self titled, though it started getting a lot higher energy. while still angsty and gut-punching, it's also a lot easier to jam out to than their self-titled, with more electric guitar featured and absolutely banger choruses. maybe a little bit overrated, but a great album nonetheless.

fav track: santa monica

rating: 9/10

Back On Top (2015)

another one of my favorites. it's nearly completely abandoned the more acoustic feeling, aside from chunks of songs like the beginning of West Virginia. pretty much every song can be either cried to or rocked out to in the car. even though there is one song on this album that i kind of hate (summer shandy) the rest of them more than make up for it. fun electric guitar parts, the epic wind section in 2YL, the hard hitting lyrics in songs like Plastic Flowers, it's all just amazing.

fav track: ginger

rating: 10/10

Going Grey (2017)

everyone hates me for my opinion on this album but ultimately it's just kind of meh for me. it's not bad, but it's my least favorite TFB album. the entire sound of the album isn't my favorite, and at times the vocals feel a little dull, which i mean the vocals are like the number one reason why i love the front bottoms. some of the lyrics leave something to be desired, especially considering past songs.

i don't hate the album though. it's high energy, really transitioned TFB into IS&IF and YAWYHOW smoothly. it has a lot of good songs while remaining pretty true to the core TFB sound.

fav track: trampoline

rating: 7.5/10 (don't crucify me please)

In Sickness & In Flames (2020)

ok on my tier list i admit i ranked this one way too low. it pushed the band into a new direction, with the autotune and the way more developed and finished sounding instrumentals. pretty much every song is high energy and catchy. it strays way more into the pop side of tfb's pop punk/emo sound, which is fine but not exactly my thing. i think they do it in a really graceful way though and most songs on here are bangers

fav track: bus beat

rating: 8/10

You Are Who You Hang Out With (2023)

this one is significant for me because it was their first full-length album they released while i was actively a huge fan. it was exciting and i heard a few of the songs before the album's release live, so i'm definitely biased in this one. the autotune is a little weird, but it works for me. the mix between brian's unique voice and the autotune and just the general sound of it are really good.

i'll admit it did take me a minute for it to grow on me, especially as an early tfb girlie, but grow on me it did. outlook and batman both feel like really nice tie-backs to the older sound, almost sounding like they're from TOTH or back on top?? and the newer, weirder songs (i'm looking at you Paris) work really well with the sound of album and such.

fav track: batman

rating: 9.5/10

#picking a fav track from every album was so fucking hard #the front bottoms #tfb #front bottoms #brian sella #mat uychich #midwest emo #emo #album review #i hate my friends #my grandma vs pneumonia #talon of the hawk #back on top #going grey #in sickness and in flames #you are who you hang out with #yawyhow #toth

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alexiethymia · 1 year

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As promised, Death on the Ice Field

Nothing I say here will be new since the themes have been tackled plenty of times in fanfic (which I am so thankful for), but it’s still fun regardless. I feel like I usually have to put the disclaimer that this is a HitsuHina blog, because I think I will always have more to say about them.

Like Death on the Ice Field for example. It frustrates me the anime didn’t show Momo’s part here, because I’ve always believed that she was as crucial to Rangiku and Granny in setting up Toshiro on the path of a shinigami and meeting Hyourinmaru.

The way I see it, Momo was the spark, the impetus, Rangiku showed the way, while Granny allowed him to go. The special chapter, in my view, was all about awakenings or an awareness of change. It was Momo leaving which reminded Toshiro about things changing. It’s an allegory of sorts about growing up. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that perhaps this chapter also showed the start of his awareness of his budding feelings towards her (I mean there will always be naysayers and live and let live, but even without the relationship chart, I don’t think you’d blush at your sister or sister-figure no matter how close she was).

Another thing is how when he says Momo and Granny were the only ones never to be afraid of him, he says next that that’s why he likes Granny, but he doesn’t say the same of Momo. I’ve always thought Kubo excelled in his use of negative space, but that also applies to the dialogue-variant in that he seriously leaves a lot of things unsaid and interactions unexplored (Isshin reuniting with Rangiku and Toshiro, Kirio with Hiyori). It leaves a lot of room for interpretation and makes things fun for fans. Personally, I always read it as him being unsure of his feelings for Momo now, again something brought to his awareness with her leaving, a characteristic tsundere response if you could say.

He measures time by the number of years she entered the academy, and while she still smiles brightly at him - the same smile she graced him with five years ago - she no longer faces back (to Toshiro, Jurinan, take your pick) when saying goodbye the way she did the first time she left. And unlike five years ago where Toshiro just scowls and says she shouldn’t bother visiting anymore, this time he no longer keeps the pretense up, he waves back, though a bit limply because Momo doesn’t even see it, only facing forward, sure in her goal. (Be careful what you wish for and all that.)

So when Grandma says at the end that Toshiro didn’t want to make her lonely, it brings to mind what she said while scolding Toshiro that he shouldn’t say what he said because doesn’t Momo leaving make him feel lonely? He doesn’t deny it either, only pretends that everything is ok and that she’ll be back soon anyway. It’s also no coincidence, I think, that Granny wanted to talk to him right after Momo visited again. In other words, he didn’t want to make Granny lonely the same way Momo leaving made him feel lonely. But that theme of loneliness also applies to Hyourinmaru. Both sword and master would always feel lonely if Toshiro never discovered his name. And if you take Bleach Track 8 as canon (which I do because I love that Drama CD), there’s something to be said about Toshiro discovering Hyourinmaru’s name out of a desire to protect Momo, and Momo being the first to discover him discovering his shikai and subsequently calling him ‘Hitsugaya-kun’ without any prompting this time. In a way, it was a mark of growing up for Toshiro. That’s why there’s plenty of underlying themes between Hyourinmaru and Hinamori in relation to Toshiro that I love to see explored, which @rays-of-fire-and-ice does wonderfully in their fic! That theme of loneliness was also present in Momo during the Soul Society arc (and truthfully for a lot of characters) when she must have felt so isolated because of everything going on around her.

Laying it all out like this, you can really see the parallels with how Toshiro wakes up to both Momo and Rangiku, and how the line “I hear a voice” gets repeated for both Momo and his Granny. I don’t know how intentional Kubo really is with references to mythology, but it’s a fun coincidence to liken the three of them to the fates - Momo as the Maiden, Rangiku as the Mother, and Grandma as the crone - all pivotal to Toshiro’s path.

#hitsugaya toshiro #hitsuhina #hinamori momo #matsumoto rangiku #bleach #ramblings about bleach #ramblings about hitsuhina #toshiro’s granny #do we still not have a name??#I feel like someone on Klub should ask Kubo #that one moment of hyourinmaru sitting between hinamori and hitsugaya during that flower viewing party sticks with me for some reason #like why hyourinmaru?#was it a coincidence?#did he want to look after both hinamori and hitsugaya?#I can spin so many stories from that one anime moment alone #and I also cannot get over how he left his granny despite how much it broke his heart because he was harming her #but when he did the worst thing he could imagine doing to momo #he didn’t remove himself from her life #and instead reaffirmed his will to protect her #I’m sure the guilt was there and there was probably a time when he couldn’t face her #as shown when Momo says it was Rangiku and Shinji who helped her recover after FK #but if you believe they grew apart during the Aizen years and Soul Society arc #like gin and rangiku and renji and rukia #it’s nice to know that they both learned from the past #and resolved to hold on to the things dear to them #rather than letting go #to tie rather than untie #and this is why filler stuff is great for stuff like this #to know that amidst all the seriousness of war #they still do hang out and spend time together outside of work post-Aizen

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ferdieinceladoncity · 5 months

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STAR BEAST SPOILERS.

Hello. All my thoughts about the star beast. As bullet points. Might be long enough to be considered an essay.

. The scene where the Doctor takes the boxes from Donna, notices who she is and just puts them back again was brilliant. Ever the king of running away from a problem at first instinct.

. I expected more of a reaction to Roses name, but that was probably just my fangirl heart, and it WAS pretty funny that he touches down in London and is just assailed with her name twice. The poor guy. Shellshocked.

.The mother/daughter relationship between Rose and Donna is so touching, they sell it so well, so much better than I expected. Donna declaring she will always protect her daughter against those transphobic kids was incredibly sweet, and very believable coming from her.

.Catherine Tate was just as good an actor as she was back in season 4, and balances typical Donna brevity with some genuinely great acting in the more serious moments.

.Haven't even mentioned the MEEP! my baby. As my mum pointed out, it's still cute even when it's evil. Plushie when, BBC? I think if I was there I would simply HELP it destroy London, if it would let me have one little stroke of it's fur.

.That being said, the casualty number in that episode would still be VERY high. Think of all the cars that were swallowed up in the crack and then just sealed again- so many people would have died with no way to even recover their bodies! Good lord.

.I'm not 100 percent sold on the acting of David Tennant as 14 yet: its too much going between the personality of 10 and trying to be the other doctors as well. I have two more episodes to get used to it, though.

.I LOVE YOU SHAUN TEMPLE! He didn't get too much of a look-in but he was pretty funny when he did have lines.

.I have such a love/hate relationship with Sylvia Noble. It's really complicated. She reminds me a lot of my grandma. . I'm super critical of how she acted towards donna in season 4, and donna snidely calling her out in this episode when she's talking about motherhood re:rose is like, wah. But I do respect that Sylvia really does love donna, and I admire the lengths she goes to to protect her.

.I'm really conflicted on the new TARDIS interior. It's not as bad as I'd imagined it had the possibility to be, and it's SO much better than 13s. But it's hardly the homey vibes of 11 or even 12 (with the bookcases.) It looks like a really fun place I'd like to hang out in, fiddling with the RGB lighting and running up and down the ramps. But I'd like to see how they sell it as a place people are actually LIVING in. Assuming ruby Sunday is going to spend time living in there as the next companion.

.The doctors delight at seeing it though is, well, delightful. As someone on twitter said, he really did get the zoomies. Hey though, wouldn't it be cool (not that they have the set for it anymore though, I assume) if the TARDIS turned into the old season 4 TARDIS at some point? Even if it's just a small CGI mirage scene.

.Where is Osgood? Don't get me wrong, the new UNIT lady was pretty interesting. But please don't tell me they've written Osgood away. I still hold out hope to see her when they bring Kate in. Maybe they'll be hanging out together then.

.My dad didn't like this episode, and my mum suspects is was-her words- "he must have thought it was too woke." Possibly. Probably. His loss. Curious though, because he's a genuine fan of the chibnall era. But in hindsight it makes sense. He didn't like the sappy bits and prefers the adventure bits, and I guess the chibnall era had cool CGI and monsters but no character development worth a damn.

.Speaking of sappy bits, the moment where donna and the doctor communicate with each other from between a glass door where they've been separated from each other IS NOT LOST ON ME. you can't put a glass door in front of this doctor. Oh no. You'll give me flashbacks. Anyway, that moment was great. 14 holding Donna when she's dead is great. Rose bringing everyone back and saving the day was a LITTLE hard to follow, and I personally thought it was a weak point of the episode just because of how sudden it was, but whatever, it was still good.

. The pacing of the whole episode really was a bit fast but that's not really a valid complaint, I know that, because they could only fit so much into 50 odd minutes and they had to tell a whole story. I know most doctor who episodes tell whole stories in LESS minutes, but I should give this one some grace because we had to establish the characters and set up the bond between donna and the doctor and the character of Rose as well as have an antagonist storyline. The pacing of the next two episodes might be better.

.On the whole I REALLY like Rose Noble and I feel like there's a lot left unsaid about her that I'm hoping the next few episodes will address. We skipped over the metacrisis thing very fast, right? Her plushies are dead cute and I personally would buy one if I knew her but I can't help wondering if the market for odd little plushies like that is very high.

.TENTOO MENTION WHEN? come on. You can mention the metacrisis but nothing about tentoo I guess? Holding out hope for even a SMALL mention.

.Okay, finally, maybe, the scene at the end with Donna and the Doctor in the TARDIS is great. "It killed me, it really killed me" fresh off the regeneration and he's already so vulnerable and I really love that. And he knows it, too: "I really loved her- do I say things like that?" He's so happy to be reunited with her and that's really all I could ask for. The TARDIS made them a coffee machine because it knows they have soooo much drama to catch up on.

.was lying about the finally. If I was Sylvia Noble and my daughter was donna noble and she won the triple roll-over lottery and gave it to charity I would be VERY pissed. Donna confronting the doctor about it was SO her and it gets me that she made a point of how kind he was. Like. Yeah. He's soft. Yeah. Give her another lottery ticket my man please her fucking house is gone now too

. the wilf mentions break me, especially with the doctor being so earnest about how much he loved him, and I hope we get to see him.

. There's still two episodes they can play song for ten in I still believe

.AND I convinced my mother to rewatch season 4 with me. She was like "you've just rewatched it without me!" Mum. Do not doubt my uber autism. There is nothing I want to do more than watch it a third time in three months over in your company. Please.

......:3 catch me next week for the wild blue yonder review

#doctor who #doctor who spoilers #doctor who 60 #dw 60th #dw 60th spoilers #mine

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littlegoldfinchh · 7 months

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SO this is going to be a long one, i don't want to annoy people with it so you can read more under the 👇🏻 thingie

So my grandma is obsessed with turkish dramas, (for not hungarians: they're those typical romantic tv shows that have 600 episodes and old ladies ADORE them here) and well she became obsessed with this specific actor.

She's also pretty active on facebook so she found a BUNCH of those fan pages right? And she also discovered a few people who impersonate said actor. Which would be. Okay i guess but she started texting SEVERAL of them (they all shared the same "name" obviously since they were all the "same guy")

And im talking about raunchy love letters. (God i accidentally.. okay no i did read it because i got a little curious once BUT she gave me her phone because she needed me to "fix" something idk sorry im nosy okay), again, this would have been fine i guess because she's an adult, she can flirt with whoever she wants, i don't care.

But she started doing it while my grandpa was dying of cancer which was a really shitty move after 50+ years of marriage (like imagine her giggling like a lovesick schoolgirl RIGHT next to the deathbed of my grandpa (he was also a shitty person tbh but that's a whole different story)

So yeha uh apparently she didn't suspect anything even though she was texting several copies of the same guy, she also didn't stop to think about how weird is that. This young TURKISH actor was texting her (a 70+ old woman) in hungarian.

But turns out she gave out her phone number, address, banking info and email address to these guys so my mom took the case to the police because she got concerned about my grandma's safety. And apparently we have to move her somewhere else for a few weeks because she even told them that she lives alone.

And before you start judging me for being insanely mean or feeling schadenfreude, let me just say that she is genuinely not a good person, she was a terrible mother to my mom, a terrible grandmother to me and she always hurt us whenever she had the chance. I am not happy about this situation but i genuinely feel like I'm sitting in a circus.

But yeah according to the police the region i live in has a mafia problem, they specifically attack old people who live alone so this was a big F from grandma

#so yeag uhm this is the whole story i think #she's always been insanely mean to me so. im caesar and she's the gladiator in the colosseum

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adelle-ein · 20 days

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it's been. quite a week "lace it's tuesday" yes.

it's hard and weird when a relative you don't get along with dies, and you're supporting everyone else in their grief while biting your tongue. it's hard because my siblings don't actually remember her and say things about how much she loved us that aren't based in reality at all. they even called her "grandma" which she never went by. it's not a coincidence that me and my oldest cousin were the two grandchildren who chose not to speak at the funeral (because we were always the barricade standing in front of the younger ones to shield them from her, and he was very much her least favorite to boot.)

she'd been dying for years to be clear. my aunt was speculating and thinks she probably had dementia for an absolute minimum of the last sixteen years, and her physical health has been awful my whole life (she'd been on and off hospice for about five years? they'd put her on and then she'd live too long, they'd take her off, etc.) she just. would not die. like i think we're all really relieved she died, even the family members that really did love her, she just had no quality of life or anything anymore the last couple of years. but yeah hospice called and said she was going to die a week ago and they were actually right this time.

she was mean and horrible long before dementia though. the story my dad told at the funeral just made me think of how awful she was. and some of the other "funny" stories my family shared just horrified me. and it was the smallest funeral i've ever been to, we only just had a minyan. because nobody wanted to come because she had no living friends and drove off a lot of her family. some she outlived, some she just abused. the only person other than her sons' families who came was my great-uncle on my mother's side, who isn't related to and didn't know grandma (they might've met at weddings and b'nai mitzvahs if that?) but lived nearby and decided to come. and while i'm not his biggest fan it was very nice of him (and the only reason we had a minyan and didn't need to grab random funeral home staff. sigh.) we had a rent-a-rabbi bc my aunt and uncle's was booked and he kept trying to come up with like...things to say about her? generic grandma sentiments. that were generally wrong.

my aunt wanted us to divide up a box of grandma's costume jewelry she had (apparently she's had it for years but was too scared to divvy it up until grandma actually died since grandma has yelled at her for gold digging before. Yeah. goes without saying but aunt is not a gold digger in any way) and i'm thinking of the stuff i took as gifts from her, not from grandma, because like. i don't want stuff from grandma. but a lot of it is stuff my aunt made and stuff that's genuinely cute and i'll enjoy having i just have to like. separate it. and i got to see oldest cousin for the first time in years so that was nice. and my uncle's doing the best i've ever seen him for a number of reasons and my aunt seemed to be doing well too (and she and cousin both made me dairy free mandelbrot loaves haha) (and she addressed both me and my brother as graduates which is really sweet bc most family is straight up ignoring my graduation so far)

but you know. things are complicated life is complicated i'm gonna rant to my therapists and bite my tongue in front of family bc it really is the right thing to do

i am exhausted though after the stress of rushing out of state rushing to funeral rushing back planes cars being in florida which is my personal hell, blah blah, Travel Shit and concurrently dealing with some medication-obtaining issues and worrying about my conferral and falling behind on work and just not having time for therapy. sigh

#lacevent #txt

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cethvalier · 1 month

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tagged by @ihrtmichael yaayyy!!

last song i listened to: i actually dont know lol i havent used spotify in a bit and i think the last thing i listened to on spotify was a podcast 😬 my top songs this month though are spider and the fly - london after midnight, pictures of you - the cure, and surrender - suicide. one of those are prolly my last listened to LOL

favorite color: pink. i know a lot of people kinda shit on that dusty pink color but thats a top tier pink imo

currently watching: i've been watching a bit of the bear which is super good, i'm also rewatching atla. i was watching twinkling watermelon as well but i forgot to continue

spicy/savory/sweet: SAVORY is like perfect. like i cant get sick of it

current obsession: right now im not OBSESSED with anything but i think the closest is probably slushy noobz. my bsf just got into their videos and even my mom is a fan so they're inescapable atm! not a bad thing

favorite board game: the game of life? im gonna count uno too just cus i never play board games ever

coffee or tea: didnt want to like coffee and swore up and down that i never would. alas

favorite clothing item: a fleece jacket i stole from my grandmas closet a few years ago. honorable mention to my fleece lined cargos (i promise my whole wardrobe isnt made up of fleece)

last movie i watched: lisa frankenstein (watch number FIVE). for not lisa frankenstein, i last watched the holdovers

dogs or cats: CATS! i have three

i feel weird abt tagging people for? some reason? sooo if you see this and wanna do it, pretend i tagged i guess idk LOL

#martin bias btw

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storiesbyjes2g · 2 years

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The kids are on spring break now, so they didn't have school on Monday. We all slept in a little extra, but not much. When I entered the kitchen, I found Luca sitting at the table, staring at nothing.

"You ate already?" I asked.

He jumped, startled by my presence. Whatever he mulled over was quite serious.

"Oh...yeah," he said.

I continued eating, hoping he would share whatever plagued him. But he continued staring at the wall.

"What's got you so perplexed over there, bud?"

He sighed. "I was just...thinking. I don't know what I'm gonna do after my birthday."

Gosh. He sounds just like me during the week of my birthday.

"I see. Is anyone pressuring you to figure it out right now?"

"No. Not really. It's just... My teachers and the guidance counselor are all talking about university and scholarships and careers like they expect us to have it together already."

I chuckled. "Son, you're not going to have it together for a long time, and that's okay. That's just how life works. No one ages up and immediately has a great job, big house, a family, and whatever else people think you're supposed to have when you 'make it.' I don't have any expectations, okay? You won't feel any pressure from me. I'll support whatever you want to do. You want to do university? I got you. Want to get your own place? I'll help you. Want to stay here? Cool!"

"Thanks, Mama. I'll stay here for a bit. Until I figure it out."

I pat him on the shoulder. "You stay here as long as you want. I mean that. I love you, Luca."

I think I embarrassed him a little, but he'll be okay.

"You don't have any ideas about what you'd like to do?"

He shook his head.

"What about yoga? I think you'd make a great instructor."

"Really?"

He sounded surprised, though I'm not sure why. People love him. He's so chill and clearly has a passion for it. Of course he'd be a great instructor.

"Do they even make money?" he asked.

"Oh yes. Those classes are very expensive. And even if you only did it on SimTube, you could still make money. But, Luca, take it from who has experienced both sides. I don't want you to get caught up in chasing money. You should do something that brings you fulfillment and joy. Trust me when I say that is a million times better than a big salary. Sure, you might not be able to live how you want, but you'll sleep peacefully at night with no regrets."

A cheeky smile grew across his face, and I braced myself for whatever was about to come out of his mouth.

"So like, if I make 50 simoleons a week and can't afford to live on my own, and I get married and have nine children, you're saying you'd be cool with all of us living here...forever?"

"Oh, so now you're a funny man?"

"I meeeeeeean, you said you'll help me, and I could stay as long as I wanted."

"Hmph. I did, didn't I."

All jokes aside, I know he's challenging my love for him. I think he knows I'm still his number one fan but isn't sure about the I'll do anything for you part. I will do everything for him. Even if it means playing grandma/nanny to his fictitious nine children. Oy. I want him to give me some grandbabies one day, but I'm not sure I could handle that many. Let's hope he's joking about that.

#ISBI challenge #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #sims story #adolting #adolting gen 2 #Emerald Pope #Luca Winston Murillo

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meolcwifes · 4 months

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Tagged by @garden-ghoul (who tagged my main blog but I'm posting it here) to ‘put five songs you actually listen to’, which means it's time for me to reveal that I don't really listen to music all that often? I'll put something on when sketching or setting up to paint, and maybe when I'm getting ready in the morning, and that's about it; sometimes I'll just listen to an album without multitasking around it, but that's pretty rare.

Fish Beach by Michael Nyman, from his score for Drowning by Numbers (1988). I associate this with working on the play I've been writing very slowly; it helps set the mood for me.

True Love Leaves No Traces by Leonard Cohen, which has been a regular ‘getting ready’ song since a friend included it in their ‘songs that aren't christmas songs but sound like them’ DJ set last year.

If… by The Divine Comedy, which I've always appreciated for the way its romance edges towards the grotesque in a way that feels a little gay to me. It's like when A. tells me, big hearts in her eyes, that she's going to murder me or crawl inside my skin.

Slavin Away by The Fiery Furnaces. Rehearsing My Choir is maybe my favourite album, and this is one of the tracks off it that best stands alone as a song. Mainly this semi-fictional-autobio-grandma-collab concept album needs to be listened to as a singular thing, though (you will note a baffling end-point on this track, for instance).

Country Life by The Watersons, which is sort of always playing in my head if a different song isn't stuck there. This was featured in the soundtrack to the Emma adaptation a few years ago, which was a big whooping-and-hollering-in-the-cinema moment for the Waterson fans (me) in this household.

#i think this is a good sampling of the overall palette of sounds i like?#genuinely i listen to such a small pool of things #i imagine if i was a 'music while out of the house' kind of person i'd listen to more stuff #but the idea of doing that is more or less inconceivable to me

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mywifeleftme · 9 months

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96: Diana Ross & the Supremes // Greatest Hits

Greatest Hits Diana Ross & the Supremes 1967, Tamla

Though this 1967 comp is credited to Diana Ross and the Supremes, that’s a bit of immediate revisionist history, as it covers only the group’s imperial period from late 1963 to the end of 1967 when they were simply (and indisputably) the Supremes. Before Diana soft launched her solo career, the Holland-Dozier-Holland-produced trio racked up 13 top 20 singles (including ten number ones), and Greatest Hits collects all of them, plus their worthiest b-sides, in one convenient double LP package. It’s as essential as any pop compilation of the era, and there’s something kind of awe-inspiring about sitting back and listening to the Motown machine hoover along at full power.

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For good and ill, Berry Gordy’s label was a hit factory, and the Supremes’ sides of this era are marvels of efficiency. (I’m not convinced Oldsmobile didn’t release the Cutlass Supreme in ’66 to capitalize on their mojo.) Compare the Supremes’ breakthrough, “When the Lovelight Starts Shining Through His Eyes,” with its braying horns and claustrophobic Spector-masonry to the sinuous, twinkly “Where Did Our Love Go” recorded just six months later. The former is a jalopy; the latter is a coupe. Once Holland-Dozier-Holland figured out how best to cradle Ross’s satiny little coo in pianos and vibes (without sacrificing that thwacking Motown drumbeat), one indelible hit after another followed the template.

If I’m honest, I’ve never been as sold on Ross as a Great singer as I am on like Smokey or Darlene Love or David Ruffin, but something about her voice was just the right consistency to lubricate the Supremes’ particular engine. They thrived because she made it look so easy. Still, the single that stands above the rest for me is the one where the Supremes are allowed to break containment a bit and lock into the greatest groove the Funk Brothers ever laid down. I am into “Love is Like an Itching in My Heart” in a dorky way only my girlfriend, my best friend (depending on which one you mean), and possibly my grandma could find endearing, doing Hendrix-fanning-his-burning-guitar-ish hand gestures and drunk aunt hip moves, Tina Turner-ass lip synching into the nearest object that resembles a hairbrush. I thought about trying to go deep into the solitary mind of a madman by itemizing, second by second, each twitch I make in response to the song, but I’d have to kill myself and you. The better option is to just link this five-minute extended fan edit, that stitches rehearsal tape and the final single together into a fantasy jam.

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How good is that? How could anything possibly be better?

96/365

#'60s music #R&B #motown #the supremes #diana ross #tamla #detroit #music review #vinyl record #female singer

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haphazardlychronicled · 1 year

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Dear Micah,

First off, I owe you a thank you. By taking the time to find me, you’ve given me a gift that I don’t believe I’ll ever be able to repay you for. I’ve always wanted kids, but I just thought my life took such a turn that I wouldn’t really get to live that dream. After my two tours in Afghanistan, I was pretty messed up. I had to take time to get my head on straight, and well, opening myself up enough to get in the romance game hasn’t worked out so well even though I’m better. As a man who grew up without a father, I never wanted to be one unless I could be there. Life has a way of throwing you curveballs. Thank you for not accepting my absence and doing something about it. I’ve gained two people I can’t wait to know and already love because of it.

Your mom, she’s probably the most amazing woman I’ve ever known. She was definitely wild when we were younger, but she was the person I’d want there when shit hit the fan. To be fair, younger me didn’t really instill your mom with a lot of confidence that I’d be what she or you guys needed. Her mom hated me, I didn’t have more than probably two grand in my bank account, and I was enlisted in the military when a war was starting. There was a high chance I’d be sent back to the US in a pine box, nevermind be around for you guys.

Since meeting you and figuring out everything, I’ve done a little research. Don’t worry, after secretly dating your mom as a teen I long ago learned how to avoid trash tabloids from facts, and well, I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry about your accident. Having your dreams ripped away from you is, well, soul crushing, but you’re a smart kid, Micah. You’ve got options. If coaching is something you ever want to get into, then please don’t hesitate to talk to me. There are people I can introduce you to, and well, your pedigree and career will speak for itself. Other people learning from someone as gifted and hardworking as you would put a lot more good in this world.

Anyway, I already gave you my cell number when we met, but I wanted to give you some more information on my family that you can go through whenever you’re ready. You’ve got a loving grandma who will literally have so much enthusiasm to meet you when I tell her that you may be crushed by her hug. On top of that woman who makes like five people, you have another aunt and uncle who each have kids which means some cousins as well. I put this photo album together after work and wrote down whatever fun stuff I could remember. Your sister got one too, so don’t worry about that. Oh, and while I didn’t have a ton of pictures of your mom and I, there were a few favorites I made copies of.

I’m closing on a house now, and I’d love to have you over for dinner. You know, a low key night of just some steaks on the grill and watching a basketball game or something. Just, hit me up whenever.

Love Always,

Cole

#cole letters #letter to micah #father & son

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duckprintspress · 2 years

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Contributor Spotlights: N. C. Farrell and Era J. M. Couts

Welcome to She Wears the Midnight Crown and He Bears the Cape of Stars, two brand-new anthologies that share a common theme – masquerades – but tell different types of stories – wlw in She Wears the Midnight Crown and mlm in He Bears the Cape of Stars. These collections are the latest titles from Duck Prints Press, the indie publisher founded by fans to publish original works by fan creators, and they’re crowdfunding NOW, only on Seed & Spark!

Curious about the collections? Well, here’s a sneak peek of the works of two of our creators!

She Wears the Midnight Crown Contributor Spotlight: N. C. Farrell

Biography: N. C. Farrell (they/he) grew up in California’s Silicon Valley, where they spent long days hiking the coastal mountains, reading an impressive number of books about dragons (and cats, and spaceships, and magic, etc.), and creating stories with their friends. He moved to Massachusetts for college, where he studied psychology while reading more books (some of which were even for classes!), participating in LARPs, and ensuring that the SF/F club’s student-run convention had a solid schedule. Since graduating, N. C. Farrell has worked in various education-related roles. They currently spend much of their free time reading (more translated webnovels than paper books right now), writing (a lot of fanfic), practicing aikido, playing TTRPGs, and being supervised by a small shadow in the shape of a cat.

Story Title: Eldest Daughter Seeks Her Wife

Teaser:

I couldn’t help but think Bea would want to document this as I mixed milk and honey in my mother’s silver bowl. Bea wanted to document everything; it made her a fantastic journalist while also making any journey we took last twice as long. The photos were worth it, though; Bea’s scrapbooks were tomes of rich memory from our college meeting to graduating together to marriage and the newness of a home of our own.

She took in the whole world, and I wasn’t going to let anyone take her away from it.

I pricked my finger and squeezed a few drops of blood into the honeyed milk before wrapping a bandage tight around the tiny wound. I didn’t want the fairies having free access to my blood; there were too many things they could do if they touched it outside of my own ritual.

Then I picked up the silver bowl and approached the fairy circle. “I wish you were here to see this,” I whispered to Bea. “You should be the one making history.”

He Bears the Cape of Stars Contributor Spotlight: Era J. M. Couts

Biography: I’ve been a writer for over 20 years.

Well, if I actually think about it carefully, it has probably been longer than that. I do remember writing a story on MS Paint when my age was still single digits. I could have used Word, but Paint was funnier, it let me draw my scenes there too.

So maybe I should rephrase it: I have been a fanfic writer for over 20 years. There, that looks a bit better. I wrote a few originals, too, but those never saw the light of day. They will, eventually.

I like to write about characters and their development. I like to write about feelings and struggles and how complicated life can be even when it looks so simple. I like to write epic love stories that don’t always have a happy ending. But most often they do.

I will, one day, write a dystopian series that I’ve been plotting for over a decade. One day, certainly one day.

Aside from being a writer, I’m a reader, an opinionated mind, an Aries, an immigrant, a coffee lover, and a night owl that has been forced to conform to the social norm of waking up early only to become a “Morgenmuffel.”

I am passionate, energetic, lazy, and sarcastic. I’m a CrazyCatLady in the making, a food lover that cannot cook, the Man™ my grandma wanted me to marry, and a happy soul in my own shoes.

And, above all, I am weird. I am queer. And so damn proud of it.

Links: Archive of Our Own | Tumblr

Story Title: Fragments of Sand

Teaser:

“Do you miss it?” Aoi’s voice was so low Kaveh could barely hear him. The witch’s Mask was old past an age any human should reach, frail as wet paper. They sat together in the belvedere of what had been a castle, eyeing the ruins taken by nature. Kaveh’s Mask – tall, handsome, healthy – contrasted with Aoi’s. He sighed, unsure of what the witch meant but too tired to ask. “Your home.”

“It’s a dark and humid place, devoid of life except from the ones I feed from,” Kaveh shrugged, flexing his hand. The burn in his palm gently fading, pointing to the success of yet another mission. Year 317 of 400, mission no. 3981. “There’s nothing to miss there.”

“I meant the desert,” Aoi said, as though commenting on the blue colour of the sky. Kaveh closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, shook the damn tingle from his blood before staring at the centenarian woman next to him. Aoi gave him a delicate smile. “Your soul smells like the desert. Dusty, dry herbs, and camel breaths. Far older than most of the religions that walk the earth today.”

“Aoi,” Kaveh warned, low and gravelled, a bleeding wound refusing to heal.

“An ancient Bedouin turned vampire…” It wasn’t pity that crawled under Aoi’s broken voice. It was a cold tone of deep sorrow, a relatableness that Kaveh hadn’t encountered before. It was foreign and, in all its passiveness, it pulled strings that Kaveh thought long broken. “Born under the scorching sun only to have it turn into your demise… it must’ve been hard.”

“What’s your point?!” he snapped, glaring at the Mask next to him.

“There’s no point…” Aoi said, soft, delicate, the weight of several lifetimes on his eyes. “I miss home too.”

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phanfictioncatalogue · 2 years

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AO3 (9) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven, part eight

all that kindred eyes can see (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Teachers Dan and Phil figure that they could quite easily keep their relationship secret while working at the same school. It's only for half a year after all. But the keen eyes of a trio of friends soon start to pick up on little hints and clues. It's a good thing the students mostly just want to admire their love and figure themselves out along the way.

A Right Wrong Number (ao3) - husbants

Summary: Dan texts the wrong number after going on a date. Lucky for him, the wrong number is a kind man named Phil. And then they keep texting.

A Strange Mirror (ao3) - glowingatmosphere

Summary: Dan felt safe escaping to the attic of his grandma’s house, until he found a strange mirror with a strange man trapped inside. The man refuses to reveal the details of his entrapment, but Dan’s feelings urge him to solve the mystery even if it’s the last thing he does.

baby, if you wanna try (ao3) - sunflowerwitches (orphan_account)

Summary: wearing jewellery doesn't work in phil's favour when he sees friends that he hasn't seen in a while and they automatically assume he's engaged. engaged to dan

can we try again? (ao3) - Fictropes

Summary: “Yeah, Phil. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Dan answers, softer than he’d wanted because he already knows what he’s about to do next.

(or Dan doesn't turn up in 2009 and bumps into Phil 11 years later at a youtube convention)

dreamed about you (ao3) - Fictropes

Summary: Firstly, Dan was 29. How was that a mature student?

Secondly, his actual book was on the university fucking syllabus.

(or the one in which Dan tries university again in a desperate attempt to prolong his procrastination, and his lecturer Phil is apparently something of a fan)

i AIM 2 b w/ u (ao3) - counting2fifteen

Summary: Dan’s life is a little bit of a mess. He met his only friend through a chat website, and Dan doesn’t even know what he looks like. The only person he’s ever come out to is said friend. He’s wasting his gap year away.

But hey, at least there’s that cute boy he met at London Pride.

Important Dates in History (ao3) - JudeAraya

Summary: Dan’s spent his gap year spinning his wheels; stuck working at Asda and living at home, the only thing really going for him is his new best (online) friend AmazingFilly. Even though Dan’s only come out to himself and Filly, he decides to travel to London alone for his first Pride. When he meets a gorgeous boy who asks him on a date, Dan takes the plunge. Thank god he has a best friend to talk him through his fears as he takes on his first potential relationship.

ink and alice (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan joins a band instead of going to university, and then he meets Phil.

In my arms I’ll catch you (ao3) - det395

Summary: When their space pod unexpectedly loses power, Dan and Phil must prepare for the unknown as they start drifting toward an alien planet

Just Let Me Adore You (ao3) - Yiffandquiff (paradisobound)

Summary: Dan didn't know what to expect when he agreed to go to Switzerland with his brother to 'find themselves' again. But he certainly wasn't expecting a massive snow storm to pass by and completely shut down any roads, train stations, and airports. However, when the snow gets worse, a mysterious man stumbles into the hostel he's staying at, and Dan figures out pretty quickly that he and the man are going to have to get to know each other fast.

Keep You Like An Oath (ao3) - SoManyRegrets

Summary: Dan and Phil accidentally get married. It doesn't cause an international incident, but it might as well have done.

kiss me in the dark tonight (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan's selling merch for a local dj and crushing on the dj's brother.

Maybe (ao3) - dvp_95, intoapuddle

Summary: They’re only friends but when Dan wants more, Phil gives it to him.

my heart will howl (till you pull it off the ground) (ao3) - islet

Summary: Dan caters to his wanderlust by driving them from London to France, Phil ponders the idea of marriage, and nobody wins at this game of life, after all.

The Art of Progress (ao3) - iihappydaysii

Summary: In 2011, YouTube experiences an unfortunate malfunction and Dan and Phil make a choice. A year later, the consequences of that choice begin to reveal themselves...

Third Degree (ao3) - sierraadeux

Summary: Dan sets fires. Phil puts them out.

When I Fail (You'll Still Be Here (ao3) - parentaladvisorybullshitcontent

Summary: “I'm showing you the past,” Phil says.

“Why?”

Phil shrugs.

“If I told you it'd sort of defeat the purpose,” He says. “Sorry.”

Or the one where Dan's inner Phil decides to take him on a dream-tour of his failings.

where we belong (ao3) - parentaladvisorybullshitcontent

Summary: "Only you," Martyn says.

"Only me what?"

"Only you could end up stranded in the middle of nowhere with a gay author who writes gay books. Jesus Christ, Phil."

In which Phil is snowed in with nobody but the mysterious dark haired author next door for company.

with a bullet (ao3) - waveydnp

Summary: phil returns to his room after a party thrown by his housemates only to discover that there’s already someone in his bed

#phanfictioncatalogue #phanfiction #phanfic #phan #masterlists #ao3 #ao3 masterlist

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marriedtoadisneyaddict · 1 year

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Hi everyone, we’re Matt and Krystle and were so excited to get started here on Tumblr! Married to A Disney Addict is our Disney fan community and we wanted to invite all of YOU to be part of our Ohana! So we figured what better place to start than the beginning. We really want this to feel like a family community and the best way we can think of helping to create that sort of feeling is dedicating our first blog post to the story of us so you can all get to know us a little better.

My name is Matt. I was born and raised on the Jersey shore to a large Italian family (yes, we all met at Grandma's every Sunday for dinner). Growing up, my family was never that into traveling, we'd visit a few places once in a while, but we tended to just go to the beach. My parents did take us to Disney World twice growing up and we found it fun, but honestly it never really was our "thing." Meanwhile, in northern NJ, Krystle was living the opposite life...the DISNEY life. Her parents and younger brother frequently visited Disney and it dominated their travel expereince. I imagine her childhood bedroom filled with stuffed Disney dolls, posters of her favorite Disney movie on the walls, and Mickey Ears everywhere (she confirms this was basically true).

In September of 2007, Krystle and I met at a concert while attending Kean University. We quickly fell for each other and before we knew it, we were dating. Krystle quickly began talking about how much she loved Disney, but that her family hadn't been in a couple years. That's when I knew what to do. I visited a travel agent and booked a Disney vacation for our 1 year anniversary. She cried when I told here we were going and seeing just how happy she was in Disney made me start to grow to love the magic of WDW.

It was obvious that she was the one and before I knew it I had an engagement ring stored in a safe at my parents house. She had always told me of ther dream of getting engaged in Disney with her family, so I knew I had to wait a little while to make that dream come true. The trip finally arrived in the Summer of 2009 and I'll just say, while riding Tower of Terror with the most expensive thing you have ever purchased in your pocket is a little nerve racking, seeing her face as I proposed in front of the castle was the best day of my life (until we got married...and then had Lincoln...and the.man Landry). Our wedding, while not overboard, was definitley Disney inspired (we had Fast Pass tickets as the table numbers and a Mickey ears cake topper to name a few) and of course we had to honeymoon at WDW (although she did let me take her to Aruba a couple months later).

Ever since our first year anniversary and first trip to WDW together, we have been fortunate enough to go almost at least once a year. We may have missed one or two (especially during the pandemic), but we also threw in a couple multi-trip years to make up for it lol. We have occassionally gone just the two (three) of us, but we mostly travel with Krystle's family who purchased Disney Vaction Club (DVC) shortly after we met. Up until this point though, Disney was still definetly Krystle's "thing" as I mostly enjoyed going becuase of how happy it made her.

About 7 years ago I started an Instagram account called "married to a disney addict" as a bit of a joke to both document our Disney adventures and to share my "pain" as Krystle dragged me to another visit to hot and humid Florida and the Mouse House. It was fun to intereact with others who also had a significant other who was more into Disney than they were, but we all seemed to share 2 things in common. 1) We loved how much our partners loved Disney and 2) we all seemed to be turning into bigger and bigger Disney fans ourselves (why else would I have created a social media account basically dedicated to it)?

While we still refer to Krystle as the "OG Disney addict," the truth is I started giving her a run for her money about 5years ago. Not only was I simply enjoying Disney more myself, but on May 20, 2017, our son Lincoln was born. I had always said that I wanted to wait until our kids were about 5 until we brought them to WDW...Lincoln went for the first time at 15 months (well technically the baby bump went too), and then 3 more times within a 1 year period! After seeing how he literaly ran to Mickey on his first trip and how much he loved being there (yes, even at just 15 months old), I knew I was stuck. I would never, not love Disney. On his very first trip, we bought into DVC for ourselves to ensure we could always bring him back. I started to enjoy Disney more and more for myself and well, now here we are... both of us able to say that we are "Married to a Disney Addict."

Thanks for reading along and we hope everyone will follow along with the fun and become part of our Ohana! We invite all of you also join us on IG and FB (@marriedtoadisneyaddict) and on our website marriedtoadisneyaddict.com!

See Ya Real Soon,

Matt and Krystle

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