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theemporium · 5 months

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[2.4k] when pictures from a past relationship come to light, the whole world decide to weigh in what they think. but it's your boyfriend who is right by your side, knowing who you are and who he loves. it's you and him against a world of scrutiny, hate and jealousy.

based of this request!

You were honestly surprised you hadn’t chucked up the contents of your stomach in the toilet yet, though you suspected you were close to doing so soon.

It was meant to be a normal day. It had started off as a normal day. By some grace of a superior being above, you had the Monday off and you had spent most of the morning just lazing around the flat. You tidied, you sorted out a food shop, you did the laundry you had been holding off on for the weekend. You sorted the place out a little in preparation for Lando coming home.

You hadn’t been able to fly out and join him due to some projects you were working on for university. You decided it would be easier to stay home to finish them off, and Lando respected it even if he pouted incessantly before he left in hopes you would change your mind.

He had messaged you that his flight would be landing later that afternoon, so when lunchtime came and you were fighting back a yawn, you saw no harm in a nap. You had been curled up on the couch in one of his hoodies and a thick blanket over your body, slowly blinking as you tried to focus on the documentary playing on the tv but it was a losing battle.

You didn’t even know what time it was when you woke up. All you knew was that you could hear your phone buzzing and pinging and it was hard to enjoy the warm comfort of sleep when you could have sworn the whole building could hear your phone. You blindly reached for it, your vision still bleary when you peaked them open and saw more notifications than you ever had in your life.

Your heart stopped when you saw the notifications spread across all your social media platforms.

But it dropped to your stomach when you saw the reason behind your trending name.

It was a series of misconceptions, twisted lies and bitter words that were overwhelming your phone screen. Every tweet was worse than the last, every insult stung a little more, every stranger thinking they had a place to say or assume anything about you absolutely fucking sucked.

And you get it. You were dating someone in the spotlight, it was stupid to assume you could stay in the shadows. You could handle being photographed in the paddock. You could handle fans wanting to follow you on social media. You could handle people tagging you in cute edits and wholesome posts. You could even handle the offhand hate you knew most people only posted due to jealousy.

But this? This was something else.

SLUT. WHORE. CHEATER. CLOUT CHASER. DISGUSTING.

The words were blurred and intertwined between photos that you recognised, photos that were indeed yours. They were photos from mere months before you met Lando, making them recent in the eyes of the public. They were photos that shouldn’t be posted for someone who’s happily in a relationship.

Your vision welled with tears, your breathing became erratic and every part of you knew you should’ve just thrown your phone across the room, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You couldn’t bring yourself to stop reading all the comments. You couldn’t bring yourself to stop putting yourself through that pain.

You felt like your whole life was being thrown in your face.

Suddenly, all your female friendships and interactions were being analysed and scrutinised. They were pulling up pictures with friends from over the years, pointing out the ‘obvious’ signs that they should have noticed before. They were pulling up comments you had left on friends’ posts, claiming that you were blindly unfaithful to Lando for everyone to see.

Suddenly, your integrity to your relationship with Lando was being questioned. They didn’t see you as a fit match for the Brit. You didn’t fit the mould of a perfect WAG. You were an anomaly, you couldn’t be trusted, you weren’t good enough for him.

Suddenly, every piece of your life was being torn up, criticised under a microscope and judged for the whole world to voice their opinions on.

Suddenly, you weren’t a human anymore. You were just an object for them to throw their insults, judgements and abuse at. They didn’t care for an explanation or a response or a story, they had made their minds and they seemed inclined to push that narrative to anybody who would listen. And that narrative only seemed to be solidified by the fact you had missed the most recent race weekend.

Everything blurred into a mess.

You didn’t know at what point you slid off the couch and curled up on the floor, or when the sun started to set outside. You didn’t know when your thumb started to cramp from scrolling, or when the strain behind your eyes started to become more stabbing and irritating. You didn’t know what time it was, or even acknowledge the sound of the door lock turning.

“Babe?”

It was like a distant sound, like your head was underwater.

“Baby?”

And a part of you wanted to say something, to open your mouth but you couldn’t even bring yourself to utter a word.

“Hello?!”

And then, like the fogginess had been lifted away, he was kneeling in front of you. He was in front of you, his expression hinting confusion and his brows furrowing in concern and his touch was so soft and gentle as he reached out towards you.

“I–” A choked noise left your lips, like the words got stuck in your throat and muddled together. But it was enough for Lando to wrap his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. And as much as your mind reeled at the idea, your body sunk into his embrace.

“Hey, hey, shhhh,” he cooed in a gentle voice as his arms tightened around her even more. “It’s okay. Take your time. There’s no rush.”

And it felt twisted, in a weird sick way. Here he was, comforting you and holding you and reassuring you. Here he was doing to you what you should be doing to him as you reassure him everything wasn’t what it seemed, that they don’t have the facts—that nobody believed the truth, that you would never cheat on him in a million years.

“It—” You took in a gasping breath, your lungs burning for some fresh air. “It—It’s not….it’s not true. I-I promise. Lando—”

He pulled back, the crease between his brows deepening slightly as he looked even more discombobulated than he did moments ago. “What? Baby, what are you on about?”

You froze, your body tensed in his arms as a wave of discomfort washed over you when you realised he had no idea. He hadn’t seen the pictures. He hadn’t seen the comments. He had no idea, and somehow, that made it even worse.

Scenes flashed before your eyes of him looking through them, of him seeing them for the first time. An image played in your head of his gentle comfort quickly turning into bitter anger. You imagined him pulling away, scoffing, tearing up. You imagined him believing them instead of hearing you out.

You imagined him saying the same bullshit the rest of the world was saying.

And deep down, you knew he never would. That’s not who he was, that’s not your Lando. But for a split second where fear clouded your judgement and your stomach twisted in discomfort, you imagined that maybe your boy was capable of the same hatred that tainted the world.

“Baby?” You heard his voice gently calling out, dragging you back into the moment as coldness seeped into your body. The concern was back again, overwhelming and engulfing and something quite like guilt bubbled inside you about the whole thing for reasons you were unsure of.

“I was in a relationship before I met you!”

The words were blurted out, a few beats of silence passing between you before Lando even seemed to react to the outburst. He nodded, his hands still holding onto you like he was keeping you together.

“Yeah,” he murmured, nodding his head. “I know, babe. I was in a relationship before I met you too.”

“No, I—” You shook your head, letting out a shaky breath. “A few months before we met, I…was seeing someone.”

“Okay…baby, I’m not gonna lie to you, I don’t know where this is going or what this has to do with why you’re upset,” Lando admitted, something in his chest aching at the sight of your puffy, red eyes.

“Because,” you took a moment to pause, to bask in the few moments before you felt like your life was truly about to hit the fan. “Because she was a girl. I…I was with a girl before I met you. Well, she isn’t the only one I have dated, but she was the most recent one and some pictures got leaked and the world seems to think I just used you and—”

“Deep breaths, babe, deep breaths,” he said in a soft but commanding voice, watching the way your chest heaved with the staggered breaths. “Just like that f’me.”

“Lando,” you whispered, your whole body practically shaking from the overwhelming emotions inside you whilst he remained completely calm.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, and this time it was your turn to be confused.

“What?” You blinked a few times. “Why are you apologising?”

“Because being with me puts you in a spotlight you didn’t ask for. It makes people think they have some right to snoop around in your life and voice their opinions on it,” he confessed as his hands stroked down your arms before taking both your hands in his. “I’m sorry I have put you in that position. And I’m sorry they don’t value your privacy, I can understand how upsetting that is when you never asked for this kind of attention.”

“I—”

Yet, you cut yourself off for a short moment. His words weren’t completely false. It was a big change in your life from going as a nobody to a somebody for such a large group of people. It was weird having aspects of your life picked apart. It was weird that people felt they were so entitled to parts of your life. But out of everything you said, the fact he was holding onto that alone made you almost feel like you were going insane.

“And you’re…I just…” You shook your head, looking down at your joined hands where Lando’s thumbs were tracing random circles on your palms. “And me being with a woman is okay?”

Lando frowned a little. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

And it was such a simple question.

Because he was right. Why should it be such a problem? Why shouldn’t it be okay? Why should you having previously been with a woman be such a scandal or detail to latch onto?

And maybe it was the years of feeling like you needed to hide who you truly were. Or maybe it was the shifts in behaviour whenever you did open up about your sexuality to someone. Or maybe it was all the times it was held over your head that made you feel like you had to keep it a secret, that you had to hide the truth, that you had to make sure the least amount of people in the world knew that you were attracted to men and women because of the countless people who made you feel utterly shit in every being secure in that fact alone.

Maybe it was the realisation that there were people out there—people like your Lando—who would accept you without any questions asked because whilst your sexuality is a part of you, it’s not your whole identity.

“I don’t know,” you breathed out, a shake in your voice as the overwhelming urge to cry once again washed over you. “People just said—”

In seconds, Lando pulled his hands away from your grip and raised them to hold your face, the touch gentle but comforting as his thumb swiped away the few stray tears that ran down your cheeks. He gave you a soft smile, and something about it seemed to ease some of the tightness in your chest.

“People are gonna say a lot of things, that is an unfortunate reality I have come to learn over the years. But, the only people’s opinions who should matter to you are those of the people you love and the ones who know you,” he spoke, everything about his presence so soothing in contrast to how you were before he arrived. “I know you, baby. And I know what kind of person you are and how amazing you are. And I know that people can say what they fucking want about you, but I know the truth.”

You let out a small, breathless laugh.

“I’m sorry they made you feel like something was wrong with you,” he continued, a small frown on his face as he uttered the words. “Baby, it’s a part of who you are. And I love every part of you. And if you like men and women, then so be it. I am just grateful that I am one of the people you have decided to love,” he confessed to you, something like a cheesy grin on his face when he said it. “I am one of the luckiest fucking guys about because of it.”

“I love you,” you murmured, your eyes falling shut as he rested his forehead against yours,

“I love you too, baby,” he murmured back, his nose brushing against your affectionately until he saw your lips twitch upwards. And just when the silence had passed for a few moments, he spoke up again. “Plus, I haven’t seen the photos but I am pretty confident in saying that I am probably way hotter than your ex—”

You snorted, the noise loud and unbashful but it made your boyfriend grin at you as you tried to stop yourself from grinning.

“You’re impossible,” you grumbled, laughing as you shook your head.

“Yeah, but I’m right,” he replied with a cheeky smile, so boyish and so Lando.

“You’re much hotter,” you reassured him, even if you rolled your eyes a bit.

“Knew it,” Lando grinned as he leaned down to kiss you, finally happy to give in to the one thing he had been craving to do since he left over a week ago, with social media and the world a distant thought in both of your heads for the time being.

Lando knew you and loved you, and that was all that mattered.

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the-l00ker · 2 months

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I need to know. I do.

So people... Genuinely believe... The AI generated looking account of being Shelby's cousin is real?

For context someone who said they were Shelby's cousin blames shelby for the abuse, said she mad them cry and that she did it to herself. And that she was yelling at Wilbur and to support Wilbur.

Shelby commented on it saying that she only had one cousins and it clearly wasn't them.

Now people are questioning why "she got so defensive" to a fan account.

Context over.

All I have to say is... BITCH ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND?-

Your going to tell me, WITH CONFIDENCE Shelby, her friends and her family don't know who own cousin is?

Your going to tell me that everything Shelby's said doesn't line up? "he had hole in his walls" Fundy did a vlog with Wilbur that showed IN THE VIDEOS that Wilbur did indeed have holes in his walls. Fundy even said it looked gross.

"he was violent" over the last couple years. Not now. YEARS. Content creator and non-content creator have said be was a violent man.

Minx said he was violent but was written off as an alcoholic.

Bilzo was written off as a small content creator.

Niki was told she should THANK HIM because he made her.

Other were seen as clout-chasers.

And it took one, mentally stable and popular person to be like "Hey he's a bad guy" for people to go back and look huh.. Maybe he is bad.

There are people who already knew and were being validated. People who were annoyed because they said there piece and got shit for it and now had people back-tracking when it was too late.

Heck even Scott Smajor said Live on stream that he'd obliviously knew longer then anyone else and that's why Wilbur was no longer in MCC videos.

And suddenly your like, "she's getting a bit defensive isn't she?" Well yeah.

She's human.

That's like telling someone, "your family didn't actually get hurt", "they did. You know they did" then them being like "OMG THEY'RE SINGLING ME OUT THIS PROVES THEY'RE LYING!"

Do you know how stupid that sounds when you write it out. And then to assume that no one talked to anyone in private about anything?

Do you really think that Wilbur's friends AND random people would have co-ordinate an attack on him for like 3-5 years straight?

And this is straight the Emma situation. People are seeing that you can create a "successful" allegations using AI and have younger audiences BELIEVE IT.

You assume this allegation is true but don't assume that someone could be using AI to write that (because it was screenshot of text with a popular image of Wilbur in the background) because they like him?

Did you not assume that maybe... Just maybe, someone would (like Emma) make up some random BS for personal gain and then exploit it?

Did you not assume that with an Apology come with the acknowledgement that you did those things? Because Wilbur didn't deny it. He expressed he did do it actually, he just did a terrible job of justify it.

Did your assumption not lead you to the conclusion that text is easier to fake then a real person with real tears telling you?

Did you not assume that it's become a trend to fake things for clout?

Did you not look back and go "but there was tons of evidence BEFORE shelby said anything"?

Did you not go back and think, shelby's a person and she's allowed to be upset. She also knows her own family and probably know the social media account that her family uses, so it can't certainly be that person?

Or do you have your values so far up, that you cannot see AI when its right in front of you.

If you can't see one of these many things, then either you need to think about yourself and do some soul searching or your genuinely deluded.

There was even a comment say it looks like an AI generated response, and guess what? When I went back to take a ss of it for this post the user had suddenly been reported and suddenly couldn't use there account.

Weird right?

Also it you're a "oh I'm neutral on the matter. I don't support anyone" person. I hope you seek a conclusion because you clearly can't see the one in front of you.

And to the "But what if was really?" or "support Wilbur" squad. Refer to all previous points and if you still have this opinion, I kindly ask you to leave. Touch grass. Go back to school. And to hopefully better yourself as a person.

#shelby support squad #shelby support #shelby shubble #discourse #wilbur situation #wilbur soot

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justenjoythegossip · 3 months

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CHRIS’ BRAND IS IN CRISIS

A steady and constant decline…

Since he came back to social media to sell dog food for the back Friday (a very tactless error in my opinion), Chris has been hemorrhaging followers on Instagram. At this point, he has lost more 500,000 followers. And it keeps going down. I have already written a post about my thoughts regarding those numbers. Here is a link if anyone is interested in checking it out.

Here is the latest chart showing his numbers of followers…

We can still observe the same trends, his drop is constant and steady but more interestingly his loss of followers was even steeper on January 25th and today. And this is rather concerning for him and his team because the 25th was the day his next movie project was announced. And we know yesterday and today were all about the ASP stunts in DC. And he even got press coverage for it and a nice little article from one of his sponsors: People’s Magazine.

I have speculated that his team probably didn't buy any bots or not as many as usual when the Coen movie was announced, because they likely wanted to monitor if that news would bring him any natural follows. I suspect the movie announcement didn't bring him any or very few. Or it might have even cost him some real follows. Who knows?

We see the exact same trend today after yesterday’s stunt in DC. It’s actually even a little worse. So we can deduce that his acting career is not helping him at the moment, his brand as a political activist isn’t helping him either. And let’s not even mention his shenanigans with his kinda “wife”. To sum things up, his brand is in crisis.

His “political activism” is starting to become offensive…

I already wrote an article that mentioned his performative activism. If people want to check it out.

Real or not, Chris has attached himself to a trolling fat-shaming, racist, antisemitic, Nazi sympathizing clout-chaser. And the optics are absolutely horrifying. Here are some of the receipts provided by Anni's Little Shop of Horrors

So his political activism looks not only hypocritical and performative now, it also appears as a rather infuriating provocation. This ASP stunt was very ill-conceived. I am not sure it was his decision to do so. Maybe the investors demanded he did more with the company. But the end result is disastrous all the same.

He and his team should have read the room after the horrible comments he got after that infamous ASP chat about racism and antisemitism. That was his clue to stay away from any kind of political involvement for the time being. But he and his team have doubled down. Like they have done so with the shitshow with Abba since the very beginning. They have managed to alienate so many fans and they continue to do so. It’s not stubbornness at this point, it’s the exact definition of insanity: doing the same things and expecting different results.

Time for a new brand and a reinvention…

I wrote and I still think Chris is going to be just fine. But his past brand has been really damaged and his rebrand isn't working out so resorting to old tactics and tricks is unlikely to help him regain the fans he lost or to make him gain any new ones.

Interesting enough, he or his team have just cleaned his Instagram once more. And now apart from an ASP promo and one R1 still, it's all about Dodger. The focus on his Dog dad persona might not prove more efficient in regaining his fans though. They have used that poor dog way too much in those shenanigans with Abba, and they have let her use him as well.

I don’t think Christopher’s haven would provide much help at the moment because he already burnt that bridge. And Marvel being a sinking ship at the moment, I am not sure that even his alter ego Captain America could help him. So it’s probably time for a change. The real kind!

Gandhi famously said:

"We but mirror the world. All the tendencies present in the outer world are to be found in the world of our body. If we could change ourselves, the tendencies in the world would also change. As a man changes his own nature, so does the attitude of the world change towards him. This is the divine mystery supreme. A wonderful thing it is and the source of our happiness. We need not wait to see what others do.”

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accio-victuuri · 23 days

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excerpts for this interview about wang yibo and his character wei ruolai: Exclusive interview｜"Storm Chaser" director Yao Xiaofeng: Creating a period drama with a grainy and historical feel

The TV series "War of Faith" is on the air. This legendary story that cuts into the history of the Republic of China from a financial perspective has aroused the curiosity and follow-up of many viewers. It’s production level can also be regarded as the best work of 2024.

Director Yao Xiaofeng admits that he has always been interested in the history of the Republic of China. "This history is actually very heart-wrenching. During this history, the ups and downs of the country's destiny, what kind of experiences did the people who participated in it and those who followed the trend have? I find it particularly interesting.”

In addition to the visual presentation, the performances of many actors are also quite exciting. Yao Xiaofeng said confidently: "The actor in this drama will definitely be able to give one of the best performances in his career." He is a director who is very good at communicating with actors and bringing out their charm. Starring Wang Yibo is also in " Contributed a commendable performance in "War of Faith".

The first time he collaborated with Wang Yibo, Yao Xiaofeng recognized this "kid" very much. "I spent a lot of thought on Wang Yibo this time, and he was very involved and fully committed himself to me during the process. He also believed in me." He said, "There are no distracting thoughts in our cooperation. .”

The Paper: In the first episode, the male protagonist is dragged into the stock market by the landlady. On one side is the heroine's gunfire and on the other side is the male protagonist's stock market turmoil. This contrast is quite interesting.

Yao Xiaofeng: The male protagonist is an ordinary person. When an ordinary person is involved in chaos and bloodshed, he goes from being at a loss to being calm and making a choice. I think this is very interesting. An ordinary person's true reaction when faced with a world he cannot control may be the highlight of this drama. So for the first few scenes, I first created the atmosphere of his life and let the audience accept what kind of person he is. Talking about the relationship between an ordinary little person and the big era and the big world is my specialty.

The Paper: In previous interviews, I saw you expressing your appreciation for Wang Yibo. I would like to hear you talk about the cooperation process, including some observations of this young actor?

Yao Xiaofeng: When we met, I could feel Wang Yibo's sincerity, and I said I wanted to convey this sincerity to the audience. No matter what kind of scene you face, you don’t have to act, you just need to tell me your truest feelings on camera. The good thing about this kid is that he easily believed the scenarios I gave him.

I think this child is very good. He understands it very well. When he comes to the set, he is filming. He regards himself as an actor and leaves it completely to a director. As a director, I explained my ideas to him and let him develop them. I often say that actors and directors should trust and respect each other. From the moment we met, we only talked about the two creators’ understanding of the characters and the drama, so there were no distracting thoughts about our cooperation.

The actor in this drama will definitely give one of the best performances in his career. As a director, what I have to do is to amplify the charm of the actor and help him complete the role. I spent a lot of thought on Wang Yibo this time, and he was very involved, and he also trusted me in the process.

The Paper: How to build this trust?

Yao Xiaofeng: It’s equality. I don’t “pretend” to be a director, and he doesn’t “play” a star. We are just ordinary people. And then he was the younger guy and I was older than him and he certainly had a lot of respect for me. But at the beginning, when the two of us were not that familiar, I talked more about the script with him, without any pretensions to being a director, and communicated with him in a normal manner. After slowly breaking through the barriers between people little by little, the rest will not be a problem.

His smile was so lively that once I made him laugh. After laughing, I said you have such a cute smile, and we were both very happy. Later, he often smiled, and I think he probably smiled the most in my drama.

The Paper: The pavilion where the male protagonist lives on Qibao Street is also particularly rich in details.

Yao Xiaofeng: When Wei Ruo came to the room, I said it was not shabby enough. It was also a loft at the beginning. When the view of the loft was ready, I said as soon as I entered, you have no experience in living in a pavilion. It is too high, too big, and the room is not dilapidated enough. But the photography team is also worried that your space is too big. It’s hard to get small photography equipment in, so it’s not easy to take pictures. But when it comes to photography, I want it to be small and have enough space for people to hit their heads.

If the space is right, we will discuss every detail of the character's life, including what kind of lights to use at home, where to eat, and where to cook. The staff in the clothing team are relatively young now and have no idea about the "ragged" clothes of that era, so I asked them to make them as old and torn as possible.

When everything was ready, Wang Yibo put on a torn cotton-padded jacket, entered the pavilion where he would hit his head, and bent down. The small quilt on the bed could only cover his head but not his tail, so he could only shrink up. We filmed it in winter, and his most authentic reaction was aroused. By truly feeling in this real atmosphere and environment, you can bring the characters to life.

#wang yibo #wei ruolai #war of faith #accio victuuri translation #i’m glad he connected with yibo like that ☺️☺️☺️☺️

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bokunosoul · 1 year

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𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐂'𝐬

Navier Ellie Trovi

The divorced one

Navier came from an well off family but i think she also works

A empowered independent bussiness woman

Honestly Navier reminds me of Astrid in the book/movie crazy rich asians and Princess Diana☹️✨

Owns multiple penthouses and estates she inherited from her parents

A fashion icon and socialite, the queen never misses out on the latest trends

Her interests would probably be yoga (to clear her mind from all the shit sovieshit and trashta has done for her)

Occasionally visits charity events and donates to orphanages and support womens rights

Owns a black card

Rashta

This raging beech

I hate to admit it but rashta is sooooo pretty, if only she wasn't a trash i wouldve adored her

Rashta reminds me of those chinese influencers who wants to marry rich actors or idols

She kinda gives an anna delvey vibes

Came from an poor family, yet she still manages to somehow keep up with the latest trends by pulling some strings

The definition of "I see it i want it i got it."

An problematic influencer and a clout chaser

Buys fake followers and rents designer bags and clothing

Pick me girl

Talks how annoying her fans are but is kind when meeting someone

Good at acting, has potential on being in a play

Got kicked out from fashion school for designing a dress that looks like a mop and a christmas tree

Lord McKenna

Would 100% be a PA or a model

Martial arts kind off guy

Has tons of followers on instagram

HE does ballet

HE plays the violin and the piano

Would get scouted on the streets for a modeling gig

Goes to art school

This boy pulls of ton of women in the campus and streets

Chill dude part of the popular kids

Ideal BF

RICH but does not flex, he tryna keep it lowkey but somehow people found out

#remarried empress #navier #rashta #mckenna #remarried empress x reader #sovieshu #trashta #heinley #heinrey #webtoon x reader #manhwa x reader #manhwa #webtoon

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cottoncandy-cult · 8 months

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Masterlist

Event: Twister Wonderland: Babyfication: Intro Heartslabyul Diasomnia Octavinelle Ignihyde Scarabia Savanaclaw Pomefiore

OC Stuff: Twisted Wonderland Crush Crush Crush 1 2 3

Tokyo Revengers Lilly Among Thorns

Arrival

Introduction Bonding Day Meeting Their Friends Lost Seeking Comfort Gift Giving Meeting The Gang Home Alone Adventure 1 Gang Member Babysits

Christmas

First Day Of School

Other Oneshots Raiden X Chubby! Fem Reader Shiva X Fem Reader Tattoo Artist Buddha X Fem Reader

Zack Foster x Lil Sis Reader

Zack Foster X Daughter Reader

Zack Foster X Adopted Sister Reader

Fan Levi Ackerman X Celebrity Reader

Kenpachi Zaraki X Chubby! Reader

Jiro Mochizuki X Reader

Hiruma Yoichi X Reader

Zelman Clock X Reader

Inuyasha x Priestess Reader

Sebastian Michaelis X Neko Child Reader

Soma Yukihara x Reader

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Reader

Miia X Reader

Subaru Sakamaki X Drunk Reader

Rikio Kamamoto x Reader

Yuma Mukami X Daughter Reader

Meliodas X Neko Reader

Gajeel Redfox X Reader

Teen! Laxus X Lil Sis! Reader

Vincent Valentine X Reader

Reno Sinclair x Jealous! Reader

Koga X Reader

Mikoto Suoh X Daughter Reader

Sesshomaru X Reader

Chibi Misaki Yata X Reader

Masrur x Slave reader

Aizawa x Daughter reader

Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Kisame x Child Reader

Naruto x Super Strength Reader

Beelzebub x Chubby reader

Trafalgar Law x Reader

Smoker x Wife Reader

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Ban x Reader

Dante x half demon reader

Kakashi Hatake x Chubby Reader

Juubei Jimushi x reader

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First Meeting Becoming Friends His Feelings Confession First Kiss Cuddling You Get Sick He Gets Sick He Sees You Cry He Walks In On You You Walk In On Him He Hears You Sing You Get Drunk You See Him Cry He Gets Drunk You Get Hurt (Small) He Gets Hurt (Small) Showering Together You Have A Nightmare He Has A Nightmare

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holllandtrash · 10 months

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wip wednesday tuesday! - post a snippet of something you are writing

tagged by @oconso

& tagging @monzamash @tsarinablogs and whoever else wants to do it hehe

But Lando found you on the couch, his laptop perched on your legs as you curled up in the corner. He was about to ask what the hell you were doing, because, again, getting up at this hour wasn’t like you at all. And then he saw you raise your hand to wipe your cheeks, sniffling quietly, eyes glued to the screen. Lando walked around the couch slowly but you were so engrossed with whatever you were looking at that you didn’t notice him standing directly in front of you until he gently pulled the computer out of your lap, placing it on the coffee table instead. Even without any light except the one protruding from the screen, he could make out the bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks. “They hate me,” you breathed out, gaze going back to the computer. You moved over for Lando to sit down, not putting up a fight when he pulled you onto his lap, wrapping his arm around your body. You were still staring at the screen, “I fucked up, they hate me. They all hate me.” “Who hates you?” Lando asked, finally pulling his eyes off you to see what had caused you to crawl out of bed in the middle of the night. Tweets. Hundreds of them. Your name was trending in the world of Formula 1 and so was Lando’s. It had been less than 24 hours and already gossip accounts and news platforms of all over were posting about how ‘untrustworthy’ and ‘disrespectful’ you were in your relationship. And those were the nice words. You lost count of how many times you read the words ‘slut’ and ‘bitch’ and ‘racer chaser’. Your eyes stung reading over the dozens and dozens of tweets saying that Lando was better off without you, that something always seemed up with how close you and Carlos were, that neither driver deserved you.

this is 100% me self-inserting myself into 6 to 1 bc of the hate i am currently getting on social media but HEY at least it makes for a good plot line ♡♡♡

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pumpkinnsoda · 2 months

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Shoutout to the solid year where I was scared I was a chubby chaser just….because I found bigger men attractive. And didn’t prefer the dumb “looks like he has cigarettes for breakfast” trend at the time.

Like, I thought I was being evil and creepy for preferring larger guys. Because society made them seem so unlikable, I thought I had a fetish rather than a normal healthy attraction.

Wtf honestly.

#body posititivity #fatphobia #fat positvity #gay bear

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bloogers-boogers · 10 months

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Au where Kyle finds out he’s a chubby chaser and is dismissive of WHO is he attracted to, instead chasing after Clyde, Lisa Burger and Henrietta.

Eventually he manages to get a date with Clyde (his first choice) and Stan warned him that if he keeps repressing his feelings he is going to hurt himself the most. Kyle acts indifferent to what Stan says trying to ignore Stan’s indirect suggestion cause Stan actually knows who he actually want’s.

Anyways, Kyle takes Clyde to casa bonita in hopes to keep his mind distracted and believes Clyde would like it, however Clyde complains about literally everything (mostly the service) so it was plain awful. And cuts things off after.

His second option was Lisa Burger reason why she was his second option is because she’s a brunette and he has thing for them. So he asked her out.

However she was too into makeup, diets and magazines; nonstop talking about any recent trend. It had Kyle bored after 10 minutes talking about Ariana grande.

He then goes after Henrietta, it was quite a chase for her (which he kinda likes; cause the previous attempts were easy bait and he prefers a challenge over something being handed to him) so after successfully managing to get a date with her, he immediately rushes to prepare everything having a exciting feeling in his stomach cause he feels there’s a connection between them and that it could actually work out. But during that he stumbles across Cartman while coming out from walmart.

Cartman’s messy hair stood out, his pjs still on as if he didn’t bother changing into his casual wear to go pick up some groceries. He had sandles with socks on, he couldn’t help but look at him dumbly as Cartman dismissively walks pass him to get inside the store. He gulp’s as seeing him made time go slower and feeling completely nauseous every time he’s around.

He curses himself and goes straight home.

His date with Henrietta went pretty well, and actually managed to keep it going for two weeks. Though Henrietta had her moments “goth” there was a lot of her she hid from her fellow goth friends. She was into musicals, pop music, comedy and like the drums.

However this wasn’t enough for his heart to stop aching every time he hang out with his friends, the times he spent with Cartman. And he knew deeply inside why he felt that way but he wasn’t planning to admit it anytime soon.

Though, during the period of him dating Henrietta he found his feelings stronger and difficult to manage as he always somehow ended in some mess with Cartman. He’d sometimes prioritize answering Cartman’s call over his girlfriend, he’d pick Cartman’s side over choosing to go on a date with her. Even in his thoughts Cartman hogged everything.

He’d find himself sometimes awaiting a reaction from Cartman the times he “unintentionally” shoved his relationship on to him. He liked annoying Cartman for being single but he also craved the attention from him.

He dumped Henrietta after two months cause he wasn’t feeling it anymore and went after Clyde AGAIN.

During this period Kenny admitted wanting to pursue Henrietta and asked if it was cool for him if he did; he genuinely didn’t care and he shrugged in response which concerned Kenny. Kenny gave him a talk about being more honest and open when it comes to his feelings, however Kyle took this as aim for his real romantic interest.

He had enough that both his closest friends have gave him “the talk” and then comes Butters to add to the pile doing the same exact shit after he caught him watching Cartman tackle Stan while playing football.

Unlike Kenny and Stan, Butters was the most direct, shamelessly adding that “Eric could reciprocate your feelings if you were more honest, Kyle” as if Cartman had any better choices? Of course he’d accept him, no one else would dare ask Cartman out.

So he thought.

And it’s a whole ass drama from there jsjsjs

#kyman #kyle’s a mess in this au

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beevean · 2 months

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What do you think it means for a series like Sonic to have "heart" when it was literally created for corporate war purposes? Is the "Brand Era" thing just the logical conclusion for such a franchise?

I honestly don't know. It's hard to properly quantify when something has "heart", because it depends on how much someone believes a product to be earnest.

Does '06 have a heart? If you think the game was an ambitious piece whose potential was tragically cut short, yes. If you think the game was a rushed mess going through the motions of the clichés of the era, no.

Does Frontiers have a heart? Do you believe it's a honest attempt to refresh the series, or do you believe it's a cynical rebranding to appease the critics?

Hell, does Mania have a heart? The game is brimming with colors and energy and inventive gimmicks from fresh blood... but it's overall yet another way for SEGA to call back to a distant past, back when things were "good". So, does that count?

So I don't know, and I wouldn't try to define "heart" objectively. The name of "Brand Era" proposed by Jeb to me sounds too similar to "Meta Era" in concept, and I wouldn't adopt it. He also clearly comes from a biased standpoint, as if the Adventure era didn't also attempt to follow the trends of the time (*coughcoughshth*). But he does make a point that it seems that Sonic is being flattened to make everything, games and spinoffs, as cohesive as possible, with the exception of the movies that thankfully are allowed to be their own thing. IDW's writing bleeding into Frontiers, Prime being touted as canon, things like this.

It's true that Sonic was created so that SEGA could challenge Nintendo, a cynical goal if you want to see it that way, but that doesn't mean the brand is just Mario With Furries: Sonic survived this long because it managed to build his own identity and appeal, even as it kept chasing trends. The fear now is that Sonic will give up that identity to be nothing more than a clout chaser... and how founded this fear is depends exactly whether you see Frontiers as a passion project that got through troubled development but still sets to usher in a new era that will be more in line with what Sonic used to be, or a soulless cashgrab relying on "hey did you like botw" and "hey do you think flynn will save the franchise"

#sonic the hedgehog #i'm probably not making sense

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the5n00k · 1 year

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Scratch in Scratch the Surface vs I Wanna Dance With Some-Ollie

[[[spoilers for season 2]]]

Long post sorry

I've been comparing these two episodes a lot, especially after the song Ghosts Aren't the Enemy from Book Marks the Sprite reminding me SO much of Lose-Lose from season 1. The conflicts are pretty similar, Molly has to keep someone from finding out about Scratch because of real and disastrous consequences, although instead of the flow of failed phantoms, this season it's the ghost chaser Chens. They aren't directly comparable since the contexts are different (Libby is a close friend and Ollie is a romantic interest) ((I'M SPEAKING CANONICALLY DON'T KILL ME SHIPPERS)) and the plot of Some-Ollie isn't really "hide Scratch" it's more focused on Molly and Ollie's relationship and how Scratch is reacting to it. Speaking of which:

Scratch's reaction to Molly's concerns about Libby is very dismissive. He doesn't really care about her and he's not super invested in Molly's personal problems either. The only times he's helped her out (at this point in the series) is when it personally affects him or he feels familiar pity for her. (First Day Frights and The Best Concert Ever are good examples of this) He's not completely won over by her antics yet. And while he is concerned for her wellbeing at this point, it's more like the sort of concern and worry you feel when you see somebody who's clearly not gonna be able to make the entire 5k run. Like you're worried but it's better if you just don't get involved. Baseline empathy, really

He does start cracking when Molly asks if she can tell Libby because she's misinterpreting the situation. Even during this, Molly doesn't break Scratch's trust and doesn't outright tell her without asking first. Knowing what we know about Scratch now, I think he's always had a soft spot for friendships and hates seeing them end, even subconsciously. He smiles as Molly runs away to catch up with Libby but he's still not happy about it. Yeah he warms up to Libby but telling anyone about him is a potential danger, especially if they feel the need to tell anyone else.

And in Friend-Off, he didn't really have a justifiable reason to be a jerk to Libby other than Molly's scavenger hunt they were both forced to do. Everything he said (both of them said really) was out of a place of pure jealousy. He even admits that at the end of the episode.

What's important to point out is this entire episode he's only thinking about himself (not an uncommon trend for this character) and is only willing to sacrifice when pushed to do so. Not saying he's necessarily written badly in this episode, far from it, but it is quite a contrast between that and his actions in the season 2 episode 5a segment I Wanna Dance With Some-Ollie.

I'd like to preface this with one of the scrapped titles for this ep was "Molly's Choice" and I think that will haunt me till I die that's such an evil title

I Wanna Dance With Some-Ollie is a VERY compelling episode. While the set up for it and Scratch the Surface is similar, this one feels like it has more stakes involved. Molly has a crush on Oliver Chen, a ghost hunter, and you can see how that could immediately cause issues. Scratch is even more dismissive towards Molly at points because of this, even colder and snappier than some of season 1a in my opinion. (For good reason obviously) and while Scratch's concerns here are mostly fear for his own safety, it's also jealousy. If he was so worried about Ollie catching him, he wouldn't be around him at all, let alone trying to sabotage the dance.

Molly doesn't take the threat the Chens pose very seriously and dismisses most of Scratch's concerns. (Not that she's a bad friend for this, she just thinks they're silly YouTubers and wants to enjoy a middle school dance) Scratch eventually blows up on her and they get into a rather brutal argument for an episode 5 of a DTVA show. It's presented in the usual silly way but they both say some rather insensitive things to each other in the heat of the moment.

We've NEVER seen them disagree this hard on anything. They've had differing opinions before but neither of them is budging on this one. They split off and you can see what Molly said to him hurt. She seemingly chose what was more important to her. He seemed to look back as if he was debating on going back in to apologize to her for what he said and did too because she just wants to have a good time and he was trying to ruin that. But he decides he's the last thing she needs right now and starts to go home, only to get caught in a spectral snare.

Here's the REALLY important part I need y'all to listen closely:

He had every right to an "I told you so". He had every right to tell her never to see Ollie again and to even consider moving just to save his metaphorical skin. But he doesn't. She apologizes first and he interjects with his own apology for trying to ruin her night. Her happiness is what's most important to him now. That priority shift happened since Out of House and Home, maybe arguably even sooner. He doesn't tell her never to see him again, in fact he IMPLIES that she should be able to do what she wants and he wouldn't interfere anymore. It was Molly's choice to cut it off with Ollie after seeing Scratch in that much danger.

He's still a self centered jerk with possessive tendencies and separation anxiety but it's important to point out that he recognizes Molly as her own person and he shouldn't interfere with her happiness. I think season 1a Scratch wouldn't have even LET her go to the dance with a ghost hunter as her co-chair to begin with. I know I don't need to defend Scratch's actions since most people are on his side in this episode (a weird change of pace) but I needed to get my thoughts out about him and his development so far. My boy has come so far, they feel like good, real friends. Also I'm just gonna reiterate Molly wasn't completely at fault here because she just wanted to enjoy the dance and both her and Scratch had equal fault in this scenario, that's called ✨good writing✨, you don't have to pick a side. THE WORLD ISN'T BLACK AND WHITE, OLLIE

I hope they address Scratch's jealous nature in a future episode, especially since they're hinting towards an Ollie redemption. After the ghost hunting fear is gone, that jealousy is gonna still be there, I'm kind of hoping after that talk outside of the school where Scratch resigned himself to whatever Molly wanted to do, he wouldn't be too jealous of him and we won't have a Friend-Off 2 or something. (Although if he decides to be a little petty and messes with Ollie a little, I welcome that. That sounds really funny honestly)

I feel like halfway through this I just started rambling, I hope my point made it across clearly LOL tldr; scratch is a well written character and he means so much to me and if I see any Molly/Ollie/Mollie slander on my account I will be throwing hands <3

#the ghost and molly mcgee #tgamm #tgamm spoilers #tgamm season 2 #long reads #character analysis #scratch mcgee #and i care them so much #the besties ever #im so excited for this season #i think about 5a a lot if you cant tell #i have many thoughts and hate seeing this ep misrepresented #which i see often #thank you for reading

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mediocre-daydreams · 2 years

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james has a muggle summer

(1.3k) // one mention of sex, mention of blood (nosebleed), tooth rotting fluff (don't forget to floss, kids)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

the potters were humble, but undeniably wealthy and slightly out-of-touch with the average brit. the summer between your fifth and sixth year, james had invited you to stay with his family. you first met fleamont and euphemia as their son’s school friend, but halfway through the summer, you met them again as james potter’s girlfriend.

you were back with the potter’s this summer, but it wasn’t the same lighthearted, sunbathed fun of last year. the threat of war was only growing, and sirius had run away from home. you lessened contact with your parents, who were both muggles, in fear that they’d be targeted after a rising trend of death eater attacks.

still, the potters were gracious and welcoming hosts, and you found yourself just as charmed by their magical household as you were the first time you stayed there.

“there’s no way that’s safe,” you gawked, running your fingers over a thin broomstick handle. you left little prints in the dust.

“maybe not, but who cares? this bad boy singlehandedly raised the chaser of the century.” james dusted off the broom nostalgically. “i bet we still have pictures!”

“i’ve never met someone wants people to see their baby pictures,” you laughed, bumping your shoulder into james’ bicep. “c’mon, let’s get out of the basement. ‘m gonna sneeze.”

sirius was visiting remus for the week, and the house was much quieter without him around. “what should we do?” james hummed, wrapping his arms around you from behind. you let yourself sink into his embrace.

“we’ve already done quidditch—well, you did quidditch and i fell off the broom—and we tried those charmed milkshakes from florian fortescue’s… i dunno, james. i’m out of ideas.”

james’ eyes twinkled mischeviously. “wanna have sex?” he grinned, raising his eyebrows suggesttively.

“james, your parents are in the kitchen!” you hissed, looking over your shoulder in horror.

“i’m not hearing a no…”

“noooo,” you whined. “that’s boring.”

james gasped, holding his hand up to his heart like he was a scandalized grandmother at high tea. “that hurt! don’t tell me i’m that bad. at least lie for the sake of my ego?”

you swatted his hand playfully. “james, you are fantastic in bed. does that make you feel better?”

james smiled sheepishly, running his hands through his hair. “uhm… yes.”

“wait!” you perked up, hit with a burst of inspiration. “let’s do muggle activities!”

james scrunched his nose. “what exactly does that entail?”

you threw your hands in the air, excited to introduce james to the quintessential activities of your muggle upbringing. “y’know, chalk, frisbee—you’ll like frisbee, i think—eating popsicles, painting pebbles… we could even roller skate!”

james looked intrigued. “anything sounds fun if it’s with you,” he smiled.

you craned your neck to look back at him. “you’re so cheesy.”

“you love it,” he countered, dropping his chin to bring you into a sweet kiss. you smiled against his lips.

james had a lot more fun with the muggle things than you’d anticipated. “so this is chalk?” he exclaimed, knees bent as he ran around while pressing the tip of the chalk stick to the ground. “it’s so dusty! i wanna eat it.”

“don’t eat it!” you shrieked. “it’s probably kid safe, but we need it to draw, f��course.”

james nodded excitedly. “can we make body outlines?”

you squealed, waving him over and lying down on the warm pavement. you closed your eyes, basking in the sunlight of the cloudless sky. james kneeled by your head, watching your eyelids flicker as you sensed his arrival. your lips curved upwards, and james couldn’t help but trace the outline of your smile with a chalky finger, leaving dust around your mouth.

you cracked open an eye to find james staring down at you guiltily. “you got chalk in my mouth!” you sat up and coughed hoarsely, blowing a raspberry to try and rid your tongue of the powder. james laughed, using the back of his hand to wipe off the excess.

“y’know, prettygirl, i think you’d look nice with a white stubble. it’s very high fashion.”

you leaned in, squinting questioningly at him. “you’re just saying that so you’ll look prettier next to me,” you decided.

james flicked your forehead, to your displeasure. “sweetheart, we both know nobody compares to you.”

you looked down shyly and felt your cheeks heat up, and it wasn’t because of the sun.

“alright, outline me!” you changed the subject, lying back down and spreading your body out like a starfish.

james seemed very dedicated about capturing every detail of you, taking his time tracing every wrinkle of your shirt and carefully between each finger. he shushed you everytime you giggled. “art does not wait for the ticklish!” he proclaimed.

when he was finished, james pulled you to your feet and examined his work with his hands on his hips. “i like it.”

“me too.” you kissed his cheek. “we’ll make a muggle out of you yet!”

“alright, show me the next activity!”

you didn’t think anything could top james’ passion for chalk drawings. you were promptly proved incorrect when james got his hands on a frisbee.

“merlin, muggles are geniuses!” he shouted, throwing the frisbee across his lawn and running back and forth as he played with himself. “padfoot would love this!”

“you’re supposed to play it with multiple people!” you yelled, watching as james jogged over with the frisbee in hand. “here, you stand over there, and i’ll throw it to you. then you just throw it back.”

james frowned. “that’s it?”

you shook your head, smirking. “you’ll see.”

you threw the frisbee at an angle, watching as it curved smoothly and flew just out of james’ grasp. he picked it up from the grass, pouting. “hey, i thought you were throwing it to me!”

“i did! you have to run and catch it! c’mon, chaser of the century, you can do it!”

perhaps you shouldn’t have taunted him, because james reciprocated with exalted energy. you played a few rounds, which looked more like james throwing the frisbee way over your head and you running to pick it up, before you accidentally hit james in the nose.

“oh godric, you’re bleeding!” you rushed over to his side, holding your hand under his nose to catch the slow trickle of blood.

james looked unphased. in fact, he looked very giddy. “i’m bleeding! wow, this is awesome. imagine frisbee on broomsticks… i have to get the team on this, it’ll be great for training…”

you softened as you watched james go on about frisbee and it’s potential for quidditch drills. he’d been stressing about his captaincy all summer, and you were glad he could finally find some confidence in the form of a simple muggle game.

“c’mon, let’s have mia fix you up.” you took james’ hand in your own and your connected arms swang freely as you returned home; james still pinched his nose.

“ma, my nose is bleeding,” james said nasally. he laughed at his own voice. “can you fix me up, please?”

euphemia sighed, eyes flickering between you and james. she bit back a smile at the sight of your intertwined fingers. she could see james’ big grin even as his hand covered half his face; you made him so happy.

“episky,” euphemia tapped james’ nose with her finger. you marveled at her powerful wandless magic. james winced as his nose cracked back into place, but once the bone had set, he turned to you excitedly. he wiped the excess blood with his wrist.

“can we eat pospicles next? and paint pebbles?”

you beamed. “yes! but we have to get the ice pops, the really bad ones. you’re supposed to cut your lips on the sides of the plastic and it’s supposed to melt halfway and taste really artificial. that’s why it’s so good.”

james took in all this information seriously. “got it. maybe we can run to the store later this afternoon for paint and popsicles, what d’you think?” james let go of your hand in favor of cupping your cheek dotingly.

your face scrunched in overwhelming adoration. “yes. i’d really like that, jamie.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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