#caption is a bit of a lana song

[kisseobie]

p1harmony and the coquette boyfriend trend

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: none

based on this tiktok trend

a/n: just a cute and silly little reaction (while i work on tumblr girls) inspired by @yunhoszn 𐙚 this trend is sooo over but who gaf if i wanna put a bow on my piwon’s biceps i should be able to like… also piwon as a whole give me the vibes of that picture of the rotc kid saluting with the caption “me when a bad bitch tell me to do something” so i tried to emulate that here too LMAOO

౨ৎ keeho

i already know kyo’s chornically online ass was made aware of this trend even before it actually took off, was going to bring it up to you, but being the stubborn man he is, opted out of doing so because he thinks it should be you begging him to let you tie him up in a little bow!! and he’s so real for that!! goes as far as reposting every single video following the trend he comes across, and starts humming the lana del rey song whenever your near so he can hopefully telepathically send you signals that he wants you to put a bow on his bicep and show him off!! his approach is a bit unconventional but low and behold it somehow works, and when you do ask him to film that tiktok he annoyingly pretends he didn’t even know about the trend in the first place, as if you didn’t pick up on his very obvious signs. says shit like “why a bow? but omg you’re soooo obsessed with me!” (and you are!)

౨ৎ theo

i imagine you bring it up to him and he’s just confused as to why that’s a trend and what its supposed to mean, and even when you explain it to him he still doesn’t get it. you show him examples and he still doesn’t get it. ask you meaningless questions like “why put a bow on me? what does the bow represent? i’ve never heard of this type of couple trend?” but his questioning doesn’t mean that he’s opposed to it!! quite the opposite actually, he’s very endeared over the fact that you want to make a tiktok with him despite your relationship being fairly new. i do think he would rather have little bows in his hair rather than the usual tie around the bicep, please put him in pigtails and call him your pretty princess because it’s what he deserves! you two end up laughing the entire time you style his hair and film the video, and it’s little moments like these that make your relationship oh so sweet

౨ৎ jiung

literally will do anything you ask for him because once he’s locked in, he’s locked in. when you timidly bring it up to him he’s gonna nod at you with big eyes and his little concentrated pout, reassuring you with no hesitation that yes, he would love for you to wrap him in a pink bow, and no, you don’t have to be embarrassed to ask him for anything. i honestly think ji has a bit of a possessive side if his radio conversation with keeho about his future gf dancing up on other men is anything to go off of, and the fact that you want to claim him as your on the internet, even if it is for a silly little trend, makes his heart happy and feeds into that quality of his. once you’ve filmed the tiktok, with one of his pretty fingers adorned with a singular pink bow, he gives you a kiss on the cheek and keeps the bow on for the rest of the day, even if he has practice later. this experience leads him to spending more time on tiktok despite his grandpa personality, and he searches for other couple videos you two can make together in the future :] just so sweetie pie

౨ৎ intak

honestly just like keeho he’s on tiktok all the time and gets behind trends pretty quickly, so when intak begs you to do this new trend he keeps seeing on his for you page you aren’t surprised. honestly, you had also been wanting to participate in the trend, partly because it’s cute and partly because tak has gorgeous arms, but you kept it quiet because you wanted him to work for it! it’s pretty amusing actually, he ends up forcing you to come along with him to the gym when he works out much more often just so he can lift heavy weights and flex his arms for you. he just wants you to deem his biceps worthy of being wrapped in a bow!! please don’t tease him for too long because he will have a permanent sad puppy look on his face for the rest of the month. when you finally cave and wrap his arm in a bow he is sooo cheesed. had this goofy grin on his face and flexes his muscles which results in him accidentally splitting the bow in two, which both pisses you off and turns you on at the same time?

౨ৎ soul

literally is so pliable under your hands, much like jiung he will let you do anything to him with little to no complaints or even acknowledgement. he simply exists to make his girlfriend happy! you don’t even ask him to film the video because you already know the answer will be yes (in the form of a strange sound), so you get to work as soon as you make way into his dorm room. you stay true to shota’s reputation of being slightly abnormal by wrapping the entirety of your roll of ribbon around his entire body, mummifying him from head to toe and topping it off with a delicately tied bow at his ankles. he doesn’t complain throughout the entire process, even if you’ve interrupted his gaming sesh with seob. when you film and publish the ridiculous tiktok, you point your phone towards him so he can appreciate the fruit of your labor, and when he finally does get to see the video for himself he lets out the biggest laugh that puts an equally big smile on your face

౨ৎ jongseob

you both actually discover the trend together! you two have a routine of cuddling up and scrolling through one of your for you pages, alternating phones each night depending on your battery levels. tonight, jongseob has your back against his chest as he scrolls through your tiktok when the trend first pops up on the screen, and you both get intrigued and scroll through the let the light in sound on tiktok to watch more. you don’t say anything to him but seob can tell you want to participate, and he ends up sweetly informing you that “we can do this trend if you want! i don’t have ribbon on me right now though..” and with that your eyes light up. the two of you end up buying ribbon at the craft store the next day for the sole purpose of filming that video, and you both rush to his dorm afterwards to film the tiktok. you end up settling on wrapping the dainty ribbon around both of his arms and torso, the pair of you refilming several times to get it “just right”. just like the other boys, seob is just happy to please his pretty gf!

© kisseobie, please do not repost my writing!

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[peeptheaesthetic]

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[venusstadt]

Pretend it’s about 2014 or 2015. Pharrell’s “Happy” is inescapable, and every background song in a YouTube video sounds like a variation of "Fantasy” by Alina Baraz.

You are a young teenager of color who uses Tumblr, that one social media site that isn’t Instagram or Twitter. As you scroll through your dashboard of Lana Del Rey screenshots, greyscale images of skinny white girls in thigh high socks, and other relatable depression memes, you come across something out-of-the-ordinary: a selfie superimposed against classical art works (Sargent 2015). You click on the username of the original poster and see the hashtag #arthoe, two simple words that will lead you down a rabbit hole of self-love, artistic expression, and shameless diversity.

Welcome to VENUSSTADT, a channel devoted to discussing gender equality and women in the realm of arts and culture. Today, I am covering the Art Hoe movement—not the fad internet aesthetic, but the substantial social media-based movement that focused on uplifting marginalized groups in traditional art spaces.

BACKGROUND

To understand why the Art Hoe movement was a big deal at the time, you need to know a bit about art and social media history, especially that of Tumblr.com.

What is and what isn’t art has always subjective. People of color, at least within the context of the Western art canon, have had their creations routinely excluded as “art” by a subjectivity rooted in white supremacy; likewise, white women or poor white people have been excluded due to misogyny or classism. Those works by people of color that were regarded as art were often stripped from their regions of origins due to violence.

As for Tumblr, the website pre-2014 was known as a hub for alternative communities (*think hipsters and rehashed grunge) and a space for significant fandom exchange, both of which focused heavily on whiteness. This was a bit ironic, considering Tumblr users were more likely to be of Black or Latine origin (Calhoun 49).

One center of diversity in Tumblr’s white sea was Black Tumblr—which was just as it sounds, black Tumblr users. Black Tumblr was arguably an important stepstone in the development of online activism into what we now know it as, and on that platform black Tumblr users were participating in what sociocultural linguist Kendra Calhoun calls “everyday activism,” or “the sharing of personal stories [and perspectives] in public spaces with the aim of challenging the status quo through ‘erosive social change’” (Calhoun 50). Calhoun specifically acknowledges that Black Tumblr accomplished everyday activism by challenging negative ideas about and promoting positive representations of black people (Calhoun 48). It’s against this social justice-based backdrop that the Art Hoe movement would first emerge.

#ARTHOE

The movement was started by Tumblr users Mars and Jam. Mars, who is genderfluid, was notably about 15 at the time. The term “art hoe,” had been coined by rapper Babeo Baggins in the caption of a viral Tumblr selfie (2jam4u 2015). Sometime later, Mars created the Art Hoe movement’s iconic selfie style. Jam saw the selfie, approached them, and the two discussed how selfies could be used to change public perceptions and, according to Jam, “create a possible outlet to shatter gender, class, and race ceilings” by reclaiming and promoting one’s own image (2jam4u 2015). The term “art hoe” matched this perfectly, in that it was a reclamation of the AAVE term for “whore,” which Jam said was “used a pernicious tactic to diminish the worth of women, especially black women” (Strehkle 2015).

“[People of color] and specifically black women have historically been excluded from the art world or simply used as hyper-sexual muses whether it be in music, paintings, photographs, etc.” Jam told Buzzfeed in 2015 (2jam4u 2015). “I think right now, with this movement, we’ve spoken up and said, ‘I have autonomy over my representation and I’m going to use that to shine a light on how [people of color] have been excluded or made into tropes in art as a whole.’”

Thus, “art hoe” became a hashtag where fellow Tumblr users—specifically women and gender nonconforming people of color—were encouraged to share selfies, art, and other multimedia materials. With this hashtag, these users carved out a space for themselves both in the art realm and on a social media platform where they were overlooked. In short, it became a movement to uplift black and brown queer artists. Mars’ goal for the movement was for it to be a revolution of “social awareness and self-confidence” (2jam4u 2015), while Jam’s was for it to become a “representation of self-love/acceptance” (2jam4u 2015).

The movement, as Nell Frizell hints at in a 2015 Guardian article, was a mix of the academic and the adolescent. Participating users discussed how institutionalized racism, sexism, and homophobia affected their lives as teenagers—aka, Calhoun’s “everyday activism” (Calhoun 2020).

The art hoe tag hosted original works such as paintings, drawing, poetry, and photography. But the calling card of the Art Hoe was definitely the selfie, which usually included drawings or magic wand cut outs of the subject against paintings by Claude Monet, Vincent Van Gogh and others. These selfies functioned as a way to “raise questions about the historical representation of people of color in art” (Sargent 2015).

This might seem frivolous today since selfies have become an accepted part of the social media landscape, but back in the early 10s it was maligned as the height of millennial self-obsession. Though selfies were technically a form of photography, it seemed like its sheer accessibility disqualified it as art. The perceived vanity of the selfie was often pinned on young women, as explained by S.E. Smith in a 2015 Guardian article (Smith 2015):

“It’s telling that because the selfie is often such a female endeavor, it’s treated as a lesser art form. Women taking pictures of themselves are vapid, vain, and ridiculous. Women documenting their own lives aren’t contributing anything valuable to the larger world of art. And those who read as women and treated as women are gathered under that umbrella too—we’re not supposed to talk about our lives and express our nature, because don’t we know we’re boring and no one cares?”

Against a milieu of the anti-selfie, these artistic selfies functioned as a way for self-proclaimed art hoes to express themselves amid a culture that treated them as laughing stocks.

CO-OPTATION

As you can observe, the art hoe movement served as an inclusive community with no entry fee. Just post a selfie or share your artwork in the tag, and you were a part of a community that embraced self-love, diversity, and creativity.

Unfortunately, this easy entry made the movement ripe for co-optation. As the art hoe hashtag became more well-known across the platform, white Tumblr users started to use the tag as well. This wasn’t bad in and of itself; however, thanks to the tendency to strip movements down to their basic, commodifiable parts, as well as the way info floats across the internet without proper sources, the Art Hoe tag soon became known for white and light-skinned thin women in quirky sweaters with trendy backpacks. This is the “art hoe aesthetic” you see now when you go on Pinterest or Google the movement.

Scholar Maria Stratigaki defines co-optation as the process by which “the concept itself is not rejected, but its initial meaning is transformed and used…for a different purpose than the original one” (de Jong and Kimm 2017, 187).

Speaking from a feminist point of view, Sara de Jong and Susanne Kimm point out how certain activist principles are co-opted into problematic structures to the dismay of the activists themselves: “Feminist scholars who are often simultaneously advocates and activists in particular fields…witness with dismay how what they have lauded as achievements of their struggles are transformed into an ‘uncanny double that [they] can neither simply embrace nor wholly disavow’” (de Jong and Kimm 2017, 186).

I’m sure you have also witness co-optation before, whether it be the feminist movement, #BlackLivesMatter’s shift from grassroots movement to non-profit organization misappropriating funds, or how terms like “woke” and “cancel” were stolen from Black folks on the internet.

In this case, these white Tumblr users took over the “art hoe” label for a quick aesthetic fix before moving on to the next new thing, erasing the movement’s original context in the process. Though the Art Hoe movement’s co-optation wasn’t as grand as the previous three examples, it was still disappointing, especially for a website that prided itself on how progressive it was compared to other platforms.

As one can imagine, the original art hoe participants were not at all happy about their tag being spammed with these irrelevant, consumerist images of white women. But any attempts to speak out against this were often met with the racist handwaving they had been fighting against in the first place.

“People tried to use the ‘angry black person’ stereotype when I called them out on it, telling me it wasn’t a big deal. But it felt like a big deal. People of color are often denied artistic ability, or the things we birth to the world are stolen by white counterparts. I never intended Art Hoe to be the way” (Frizell 2015).

ART HOE COLLECTIVE

To re-reclaim the Art Hoe label and distance themselves from the watered-down aesthetic, the movement shifted from a simple hashtag to an Instagram account. The Art Hoe Collective was born. The collective maintained the same goals as the original hashtag, except now the collective took submissions via email (Galore Girl 2017). The result was a more streamlined, centralized internet movement.

As the Collective grew, so did its recognitions and ambitions. It received press from multiple established news sources, such as Teen Vogue, Huffington Post and Vice, and came third in Dazed100 Artists list in 2016. The group even attracted celebrities Amandla Stenberg and Willow Smith into their fold (Frizzell 2015; Strehlke 2015).

By March 2016, the collective had hosted two in-person meetups in New York City and D.C., with plans to host more (Chiu 2016). Curators also expressed a desire to have a physical venue akin to New York’s Teen Art Salon, where members could create art together (Chiu 2016). By 2018, there had been meetups at festivals like Art Basel and Afropunk, and professional development panels and workshops (Dix 2018). They also offered microgrants for artists in needed funding in 2020.

And that is where the basic history of the Art Hoe movement seems to end. The collective’s Tumblr and Twitter pages ceased operation in 2016, and the latest post on the Instagram page was created April 6, 2021. The Instagram page was also deleted in August for reasons I will get to later.

LEGACY

Despite being obscured by the so-called art hoe aesthetic due to people attempting to overcorrect and credit the Kanken backpack craze to Mars, the Art Hoe Collective’s artistic and digital legacy is amazing. Ultimately, the movement gave many marginalized people a platform for self-acceptance and creativity, just as its founders intended.

The collective was many artists’ first foray into the world of art and curation, as mentioned by academic Ashleigh G. Wade (Wade 2021). Aside from bypassing the gatekeeping of traditional art spaces, the Collective “made it easier for artists to encourage and support each other while potentially building professional networks outside the confines of formal cultural institutions” (Wade 2021, 26). In sum, the Art Hoe Collective provided invaluable artistic experience for the young people of color it took into its fold.

The Art Hoe Movement, of course, also had the unintentional effect of spawning the co-opted “art hoe” aesthetic, which would later be rehashed as the VSCO girl, which I view as one of the first major modern internet aesthetics. From there we would get things like Plant Mom and Cottagecore, which would spawn several other aesthetics ending in -core, but that’s honestly an entire article or video topic in and of itself.

If you’re familiar with Black artists online or just up on your Internet history, you might already recognize many of the people who used to be involved with the Art Hoe Collective. For example, through their work as curator for Art Hoe Collective, Brooklyn artist Sage Adams (@sageaflocka) became a creative director for notorious former Tumblr girl SZA (Dwyer 2019). Fellow curator Jheyda McGarrell (@jheydamc) founded the Black Image Center, which provides resources like equipment and mentorship to Black photographers (Gevinson 2020). Other people formerly associated with the Art Hoe Movement and Collective include model Aaron Phillips (Pauly 2020), model Gabrielle Richardson (Dix 2018), and designer Rian Phin (Frizzell 2015).

As for the founders, Jam’s last Tumblr post was in March 2022, but they are still active on TikTok making videos about their experiences with autism. Mars in 2021 photographed SZA and had their worked featured in Baltimore’s Waller Gallery for a showcase highlighted queer Haitian artists in September of that same year. They continue to post their photography on Instagram (@mtrainhottie).

As I was researching and writing the script for this video, some new info emerged about the collective’s later years from Mars on their Instagram account. Because this new info is super sensitive and complex, I’m choosing not to cover it in this video, especially since I was unable to get into contact with those involved. Mars’ IG post is linked in the description of this video, and if you search “art hoe movement” or “art hoe collective” on Twitter, I’m sure you can still find commentary on the relevant info.

An unfortunate casualty of this new situation has been the Art Hoe Collective’s official Instagram page, which was deleted between August 10 and August 21. I have also not received a response from the Art Hoe Collective’s email account as to why this decision was made.

This situation aside, the Art Hoe Collective ultimately did have a profound effect on social media, especially young black and brown artistic teens, during its heyday. It helped young people share their artwork and have their experiences platformed at a time where marginalized people were ignored on the internet. To me, it’s rather unfortunately that the whole thing ended the way it did and that, for whatever reason, the decision was made to delete the IG account entirely, since it was one of very few reliable resources to learn about the collective.

SOURCES

2jam4u. 2015. “How ironic is it that in an interview about a movement that’s all about radical, uncensored self-representation our message was wildly diluted (and in our opinion, made to look vain and superficial)...” Tumblr, August 26, 2015. https://2jam4u.tumblr.com/post/127667045382/how-ironic-is-it-that-in-an-interview-about-a. 

Calhoun, Kendra. 2020. “Blackout, Black Excellence, Black Power: Strategies of Everyday Online Activism on Black Tumblr.” In a Tumblr Book: Platforms and Cultures, edited by Allison McCraken, 48–62. Ann Arbor: University of Michigan Press. 

Chiu, Victoria. 2016. “Disassembling the Gallery: An Interview with the Art Hoe Collective.” The Awl, March 11, 2016. https://www.theawl.com/2016/03/disassembling-the-gallery-an-interview-with-the-art-hoe-collective/. 

Dazed. 2016. “Art Hoe Collective.” Dazed 100. Accessed August 21, 2022. https://www.dazeddigital.com/projects/article/29584/1/art-hoe-collective. 

de Jong, Sara, and Susanne Kimm. 2017. “The co-optation of feminism: a research agenda.” International Feminist Journal of Politics 19 (2): 185–200. https://doi.org/10.1080/14616742.2017.1299582. 

Dix, Peyton. 2018. “PAPER People: Art Hoe Collective.” Paper, September 4, 2018. https://www.papermag.com/paper-people-art-hoe-collective-2600815031.html?rebelltitem=3#rebelltitem3. 

Dwyer, Kate. 2019. “Sage Adams, a Creative Force Behind SZA.” The New York Times, May 10, 2019. https://www.nytimes.com/2019/05/10/style/sage-adams-sza.html, 

Escalante, Shante. 2020. “From Tumblr to The Twilight Zone: Meet Artist and Curator Anajah Hamilton.” Interview, June 23, 2020. https://www.interviewmagazine.com/culture/anajah-hamilton. 

Frizzell, Nell. 2015. “#Arthoe: the teens who kickstarted a feminist art movement.” The Guardian, August 19, 2015. https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2015/aug/19/arthoe-teens-kickstart-feminist-art-movement-instagram-tumblr. 

Galore Girl. 2017. “The Founders of Art Collective are Sick of Being Muses.” Galore, January 8, 2017. https://galoremag.com/founders-art-hoe-collective-sick-being-muses/. 

Gevinson, Tavi. 2020. “Jheyda McGarrell Is Taking the Future Into Their Own Hands.” Garage, July 24, 2020. https://garage.vice.com/en_us/article/ep453j/jheyda-mcgarrell-is-taking-the-future-in-their-hands. 

Pauly, Alexander. 2020. “Art Hoe Collective Launches Micro Grants for Black Trans Women.” Hypebae, June 23, 2020. https://hypebae.com/2020/6/art-hoe-collective-micro-grants-black-trans-women-artists-aaron-philip-initiative-announcement-apply. 

Sargent, Antwaun. 2015. “Can the ‘Art Hoe’ Movement Change Contemporary Art?” Vice, September 12, 2015. https://www.vice.com/en/article/aennx8/can-the-art-hoe-movement-change-contemporary-art. 

Smith, S. E. 2015. “Why we hate selfies so much.” The Guardian, February 5, 2015. https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2015/feb/05/selfies-sexism-women. 

Strehlke, Sade. 2015. “Here’s Why Amandla Stenberg and Willow Smith Have Joined the Art Hoe Movement.” Teen Vogue, September 14, 2015. https://www.teenvogue.com/gallery/art-hoe-movement-amandla-stenberg-willow-smith. 

Wade, Ashleigh G. 2021. “Radical Curation: Making Space for Black Childhood(s) in the Art Hoe Collective.” Visual Arts Research 47, no. 1 (Summer): 13–28. https://muse.jhu.edu/article/798429 

#art hoe #art hoe collective #art hoe aesthetic #venusstadt

[jiannaeloise]

MIDNIGHTS BY T.S.

I feel that after Folklore and Evermore, Midnights was a little bit revert back to pop and I honestly wanted more quill songs from Taylor Swift because those sound like they're stripped off from Shakespeare plays.

I was right about Labyrinth. It's one of the few songs from the album that I instantly liked on the first listen. I think I need to listen to the whole album to make it grow on me. I was also disappointed that Lana Del Rey did not have any verse whatsoever on Snow on the Beach. It felt like a wasted opportunity...

And then I heard the 3am Edition and I liked more songs from there but especially this song in particular:

I was working when I was listening to this track and had to rewind a little bit because I heard a lyric — nay a very specific date, that is highly unlikely for Taylor Swift to know about me. 😂

The refrain lyrics goes like this:

You know there's many different ways

That you can kill the one you love

The slowest way is never loving them enough

Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

Taylor. Miss Ma'am. WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED DURING APRIL 29TH?! I am curious how April 29th could be so significant to you because I know why it's significant to me. I am in total shock that my date of birth would make history on one of your songs. I think I just may have a caption to use on my birthday. Thank you for that and thank you for this beautiful song. It almost feels as if it's written for me. 💙

Sincerely from the one born on April 29th,

Jl

#jiannaeloise #tumblr diary #online diary #personal diary #my diary #daily diary #diary entry #dear diary #taylor swift #midnights #high infedility #april29th #Spotify

[mvlong]

Lana condor boyfriend

#Lana condor boyfriend series#

The actor’s even poked fun at those Lana and Noah romance rumors by sharing a photo of himself and Centineo, followed by a snapshot of Condor and TATBILB co-star Madelaine Arthur with the caption, “PK and LJ are even cuter in person. Why are you ­coming for someone who has no part of this story? If you say you support me, why would you hurt someone I love?”Įven since then, Condor and De La Torre have been handling the pressures of social media in stride. “It was so hurtful for both of us,” the actress explained. Those remarks deeply affected Condor and De La Torre relationship’s and even pushed the actor to disable his comments on Instagram.

#Lana condor boyfriend series#

You can truly love someone in a very platonic way.”īecause she had such a close bond with the actor, fans began attacking De La Torre on social media, claiming that he wasn’t worthy of Condor and that he should let her go so she could start dating Centineo. actress lana condor who has worked in films like xmen apocalypse and netflixs romanticcomedy series of films to all the boys got engaged to her longtime. “But it’s because we believe in the story and the characters, and we genuinely love each other. You might remember him as the young Captain Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean sequel Dead Men Tell No Tales. Describing their first meeting like a ­Taylor Swift song. I thought I would make a friend, she revealed about his funny pick-up line in a February 2019 interview with Cosmopolitan. “Noah and I definitely encouraged the speculation,” she told Cosmopolitan. Lana Condor’s boyfriend is Anthony De La Torre who, just like Lana, is an up and coming actor. Lana Condor met her boyfriend Anthony De La Torre in 2015 at an Emmy nominees reception in Beverly Hills (Credit: FayesVision / WENN) Hi, I’m Anthony. Though they played into the rumors a bit by making it seem like they were dating in real life, the actress revealed that there was nothing more than a friendship between herself and Centineo. When To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before was released in 2018, dating rumors surrounding Condor and her co-star Noah Centineo began to circulate due to their undeniable chemistry on and off-screen. He once picked up my favorite take-out food after work and served it up properly on our kitchen table, with little sticky notes attached to each plate saying how proud of me he is.” To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before affected their relationship He’ll leave me little messages taped to my bathroom mirror on days I have to wake up early for work. A post shared by writes me love letters all the time,” she told the outlet. Lana Condor, who starred in To All the Boys Ive Loved Before, has found her own happily ever after.The actress confirmed her engagement to her longtime partner, Anthony De La Torre, on Friday.

#Lana condor boyfriend

[blueathens]

Number One Supporter

Summary: The four times of Ben being a proud boyfriend. (A small collection).

Song: Groupe Love by Lana Del Rey Quote: “Crazy for you.”

𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽//𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽//𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽//𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽//𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽//𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽

Masterlist//Main Masterlist//Agape Masterlist

Ben sat in the front seat of the catwalk as he bounced his leg up and down in anticipation for his model/singer girlfriend to walk down the stage, showing off with her other band members different articles of clothing that the brand was selling for both men and women.  

His eyes lit up with joy when you made your way down the platform, light shining up and you as your strutted down it with the model face that they instructed you to do, but it all failed when you sure Ben putting his thumbs up and grinning, causing you to bit your lip to hide your smile.

Ben was always like this, cheering you on with whatever you did in your bright career where millions love and look up at you as you cared for each and everyone of them whilst either acting, singing, or doing the odd model things when companies ask you to, like many other celebs.

But this time you were walking down the catwalk and you thought you was going to do it if it wasn’t for Ben.

And when the walk was done and over with he posted many images of the night with a caption of ‘my gorgeous girl.’

You fingers strummed the guitar in your hand as your mouth was near the microphone, singing your band’s song and keeping your eyes looking out into the crowd, making sure you never look at the front where your boyfriend was jumping around wildly with a grin plastered on his face as he blasted out the words to your song.

Ben took out his phone and recorded more of it and when you started enthusiastically yelling the song as you and your band jumped around after the words before going back to sing more. The fans danced and sang along with you guys and Ben’s smile could only widen in the atmosphere he was in. Watching his girl do the thing she loves the most in the entire world.

“THAT’S MY GIRL!” Ben Cheered, video still recording, when the song finished and you heard this part and you just left out a giggle instead of singing the final words of the song, your fingers slipped from the strings as well, causing it to hit the wrong chords as your brought your hand to your face, covering how flustered you was getting.

Your band finished off the song quickly with widen smiles when they noticed that you messed up again because of Ben.

“Benjamin, shut up.” You muttered into the microphone as you finally looked at him and he winked at you, finally happy that you were now looking at him.

He pointed at you again.

“MY GIRL!” He then flipped the camera round to face him. “And yes, I am sleeping with the lead singer, and no I am not a groupie…wish I was though cause damn that arse…”

“Benjamin!”

“But I’m something better…I’m her boyfriend so I get that arse all I-”

“BENJAMIN!”

 You didn’t know if Ben was drunk in this video – he wasn’t – as he dressed up in one of your tour outfits with a coloured t-shirt over his head that was similar to your hair colour as he jumped around, playing the air-guitar as he sang one of your many songs.

“Oh, thank you all for coming tonight.” He bowed as he mimicked your voice with a dramatic bow, making sure the t-shirt whipped up and down from his sudden movement down and back up again, pushing it out of his face when it slapped him when he stood straight again quickly. “You’ll so amazing and we love you all so much!” He placed his fingers to his lips, kissing it with a loud ‘mwah’ sound before moving them away from his lips and towards the imaginary crowd which insisted of you and your shared friends and some family.

“We also like to say that more than half of the payment from tonight concert will be going to our chosen charity of the month.” His voice went deeper to mimic a member of your group.

“Thank you and good night!”

“OMG!” Jack said in a sequel. “Can I have your autograph!” He ran up to Ben, practically falling on his knees as he rustled the paper in his hand and wiggled the pen in the air. “I love you!”

Mason, your brother, James, your cousin all followed suit as they sat or stood round him with hopeful eyes, throwing out compliments in as they spoke over one another.

“Marry me!”

Ben rolled his eyes when he heard James copy what many fans ask you, always joking around that you should leave Ben and marry them considering Ben hasn’t put a ring on your finger yet.

“Shut up.” He muttered and all the boys stopped and looked at him with offence.

“Oh, it’s a fake.” Your brother muttered before they all rushed to the giggling you, copying what they all did with you and Ben walked over with long strides and picked you up over his shoulder, to walk you away whilst the boys all cried out that they didn’t get the autograph.

“What are you wearing?” You giggled as you recorded your boyfriend who was happily in one of your band’s hoodie, drinking from a cup with one of your movies advertised.

“Clothes.” He shrugged. “Like my mug?” He grinned as he waved his nearly empty mug around to make a statement that it has you on the front.

“Very pretty.” You laughed and Ben nodded.

“The prettiest.” He sighed happily. “And on order I’ve got a t-shirt, socks, key rings, coasters, blankets, posters, shoes, hair gel – did you know your sold hair gel?”

“No…but I’m gonna ban it from you using it.”

He frowned.

“But it’s such a cool colour.” He whined, dropping his hands to his side and throwing his head back with a sad look.

“Oh well.”

“And toothpaste!” He looked back at you, shuffling on his knees to get to you. “Did you know you did your own toothpaste?” He grabbed your hands excitedly. “And toothbrush.”

“Nope…but suddenly we’ve turned into One Direction.” You joked, remembering the reading merch you could get from them.

“And I’ve chosen all of you at the theme, including the cover of album, vinyl and-”

“Babe, babe, babe stop.” You uttered with a wide smile. “You’ve gone crazy.”

He winked, “Crazy for you.”

#ben chilwell imagines #ben chilwell imagine #ben chilwell #ben chilwell x reader #ben chilwell x y/n #ben chilwell oneshot #ben chilwell fluff #ben chilwell fics #ben chilwell fanfiction #ben chilwell fic #ben chilwell fanfic #footballers imagines #footballers x reader #footballers imagine #footballers #football x reader #football imagine #football #chelsea #chelsea imagines #blueathensfics

[bitchiha]

✎ Naruto x types of Tik Tokers

A/N: My friend told me to write the Naruto Characters as types of TikTokers so here we go ;-; I kinda fuck w it tbh Requests and ships are open! *send an ask of who I should do next!*

Naruto Uzumaki

Naruto is the god of gen z humour and that is on periodt

He would make the most pointless fucking videos ever and people (including yours truly) would laugh their ass off

Like a video of his toe with the disco lights filter and then the last second is a picture of a frog with way too many saturated filters and a random word like ‘ramen’

And it gets 2 million likes

He also rates ramen on it and will get in heated debates with people over it

Will probably post a vid of a new justu he learned and then Tsunade would have to force him to delete it because it could give enemies an advantage if they see his skills

Breaks his phone more than 200 times trying to use his Rasengan as a Tik Tok transition

Def has a series called “roasting people in the Leaf village”

“Next is Kiba, yah I know what you’re thinking and yes, he smells like dog and bonus! He acts like one too!”

“Then we have Lee, aka bushy brow. I think this picture of him speaks for itself”

Ends up getting chased by other villagers w pitchforks after he drops a roast video

Can’t learn tiktok dances for shit but will have the audios playing over eachother in his head at 3x speed when he trains

Will take videos of Kakashi bc the girls love it and it always gets him on the fyp

Has a series called “pt _ of trying to see what’s under Kakashis mask”

He knows all the trends and memes

Tbh he applies more effort into tiktok than his own life

Has a shit load of followers (1 mil+) and never lets anyone forget it

also he’s such a barb.. like it’s unreal

Raps Nicki songs and films it in three times speed for the British gurl effect

Shikamaru Nara

Probably has some sort of like reaction acc and says he got the app as a joke

Meanwhile he really enjoys it like he spends a good chunk of his day on it

Likes duetting videos from the weird side of tiktok with sarcastic remarks or a reaction pic

Trolls the shit out of any leaf shinobi on the app

Like he will duet their videos and just embarrass the shit out of them

Whether it’s roasting them, exposing them or whatever

He has to make constant new accounts bc they always block him or he gets banned

which is such a drag but it’s also worth it bc he gets a kick out of being a troll

Always on the weird side of tiktok

Anything he comments will be a top comment w a good couple hundred likes

Spends most a lot of time looking at Temaris TikToks bc she’s cute

Like Naruto, he is up to date w all the memes and trends — in fact he probably starts some

But never gets cred for it bc he constantly needs to make new accs

Literally his usernames are just Shikamaru1, Shikamaru2, Shikamaru3 and so on for each acc he has to make

Other than troll posts, he makes an occasional rant post about his mom or any shinobi that tells him to do work

And the comments will all be like “yes unmotivated king!” “Give us nothing!” “And that’s on being lazy”

Has dedicated followers that constantly follow his new accs

on the fyp a lottt which is kinda weird but makes sense.. I mean he’s smart enough to figure out TikToks algorithm

Sasuke Uchiha

I think we all seen this coming..

Maybe I’m a bit overboard but this is supposed to be funny

So here we go: HES A FUCKING EBOY

LIKE BDBDJSJSJS

Stop and like I picture him doin those tiktok transitions to a lil peep song and he has like 39 rings on his fingers

Gets trolled non stop by Shika, Kiba and Naruto

But at the end of the day ALL and I mean ALL the females on tiktok are drooling over him

Thinks he’s being so deep and edgy but it’s low key cringe

Everyone ignores that factor tho bc mans is hot

Let’s Shikamaru and naruto troll him bc his fan army will literally attack them

Wears chains, hella rings, just all the eboy drip

Girls think he’s a vampire and it makes their thirst even stronger ( mine too!! :* I am a whore afterall <3)

Does TikToks to Lana Del Rey songs

Will never ever ever ever post a tiktok dance, but he secretly knows all of them

Doesn’t keep up w the trends too much aside from the dances

tbh like he mostly just hops on to make a weird sad grungey video and then leaves

It drives naruto and kiba up the wall at how famous he is like he is always a million followers ahead of Naruto

And he doesn’t even try like wtf

His captions are always like: ☠️⚡️⛓🗡

Constantly on the fyp

Girls love how he gives them 0 attention, like he never responds to / likes comments, never duets videos, never goes live

But he still has a huge ass following

So many fan girls it’s unreal and like he’s so fucking mean to them but they still go back for more

It’s like they enjoy it!! Ik I do

#naruto headcanons #naruto imagines #naruto hc #tiktok #naruto shippuden #itachi uchiha #kakashi hakate #naruto x reader #boruto

[not-shamhat]

Can I just say,,, scrolling through your blog I found the post you made with the lyrics “so glad we’ve almost made it” / “so sad they had to fade it” and like! I have been associating everybody wants to rule the world with gil and enkidu for the LONGEST time!! I was like ??? when I read the caption because I thought for sure that nobody had read my mind like that. you got any other songs you associate w them?

Tears for Fears has always been my favourite band since I was a baby lol that song has a special place in my heart ^^

I do have a full playlist of Gilkidu songs, but it’s primarily most of Lorde’s Pure Heroine, especially Glory and Gore and A World Alone plus The Louvre, Hozier’s In A Week and No Plan, Florence’s Blinding and Kiss With A Fist, Dido’s Don’t Leave Home, TENDER’s Tar, Legion, Sickness, and Armour. There’s also quite a bit of Lana Del Rey bc of how her stuff fits Enkidu...

TENDER in particular has such perfectly fitting tracks, and Lorde’s Yellow Flicker Beat reminds me strongly of Kingu

#shamhat talks #if you want i have the playlist on spotify

[thesinglesjukebox]

ARLO PARKS - ANGEL'S SONG

[5.50]

A 19-year-old Londoner whom the BBC says "channels the malaise of a generation"...

Thomas Inskeep: I dig Parks's voice a lot, but this is way too stripped-down and minimalist. She improves with more/better production. [3]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: Arlo Parks is at her best when she opts for simple pleasures -- the rolling beat and sticky bassline on "Cola," the guitar chords peeking through the haze on "Paperbacks," the druggy dance of "Romantic Garbage." Her predilection for knowingly lyrical phrases is her downfall, rendered obnoxious when presented in awkward, mannered fashion -- it reads as unearned self-satisfaction, even if it's just the sound of a young singer-songwriter finding their voice. Such is the case with "Angel's Song," a song that grants primacy to lyrics and their over-labored delivery. Imagine: if the song were just the instrumentation it'd be innocuous, but with Parks it carries a self-serious tone. [3]

Kylo Nocom: "Angel's Song" is just one of many unfortunate results of post-Frank Ocean songwriting: expositions for faceless people that rely on Gen Z cool without a narrative to build upon. The first verse is an Instagram caption disaster: "the afterglow of the '60s" (screaming "vintage!" out into the void and saying nothing else), "getting high in the basement pretty" (Arlo won't judge you for using drugs, but she'll describe you with awkward phrasing as if you should know better!), "a heart full of blood and Courtney Love" (redundancy and a rock star name-drop, something she's done before), a Lana song title reference, more shit talk. I don't like being a dick about these kinds of songs, not when I know people close to me who write pure nostalgia bait lyrics in songs I adore, not when I value giving more credit to artists that are constantly accused of being inauthentic Spotify-bait. But I can't accept what seems to be a cynical attempt to make a character out of somebody's despair without extending any sympathy. You can't drop "fuck, I love you" after the limpest description of suicidal ideation -- it just amplifies how the line doesn't register as desperation nor as sincere adoration. Generosity would give more leeway to how Arlo dares to not emote as fitting for the subject matter; I've already given my fair share to somebody who actually bothered to sound hurt. When the top comments describe reflection and contemplation, one wonders if they looked enough to find anything at all. [2]

Iain Mew: In "Angel's Song" Arlo Parks turns limitations into strengths in an unusual way. The fuzz and the acoustic loop are basic and detached from her performance. Helped by the strong Life is Strange vibes, the music doesn't sound like something she's together with, but like a soundtrack to a scene which sets a constant mood and isn't otherwise interacting with her. That makes her words sound unadorned and intimate. In turn, their failure to cohere works because of that combined with where they eventually get to. She loves someone who wants to die, and in the face of that what could possibly be adequate? Sitting with the total inadequacy feels an honest and affecting response. [8]

Katherine St Asaph: Folk written, mercifully, to better reverberate in the grottos than the YouTube pre-rolls. Specifically, hypnotic loop that evokes Mazzy Star (if fucking "Lover" earns the comparison, then that one particular bit that arcs close to "All My Sisters" certainly does). Parks's voice has a scratchy quality I'm sure will be written off as "indie girl voice" but well predates thinkpieces; it's strikingly like acoustic Emiliana Torrini or Carina Round. Her songwriting voice has that early Laura Marling quality of setting lines like "fuck, I love you" and "heart full of blood and Courtney Love" to a staid acoustic arrangement. That's a lot of comparisons, perhaps to be expected singer-songwriter still finding her voice; but I'd so much rather be reminded of specific people, rather than everyone and no one. [6]

Jonathan Bradley: Arlo Parks has tape fuzz and an acoustic guitar that wanders through its chord progression so carelessly it might not even know where it's supposed to go. In her callow evocations, she sounds like previous BBC Sound Of shortlister SOAK ("You've got the pawn shop blues in this bitter city" is the right kind of adolescent purple), and in her barely present murmur, she reminds of the way early Laura Marling would threaten to turn spectral if the wind shifted too suddenly. "You're my angel; fuck, I love you" is direct in the way the rest is not, but it is arresting more because the person she sings it to isn't formed enough to justify the devotion. With the subject such a blank, Parks's gaze is reflected back upon itself: hers is the plaintive void of the more lo-fi songs by Will Oldham or Jason Molina. It ends, but it can't fall apart. "Angel's Song" fades away. [8]

Ian Mathers: So suffused and shot-through with the sad, deep knowledge that our love (no matter how real and how huge) can sometimes be insufficient or even immaterial in the face of others' trauma that it's almost hypnotic. We don't know what "happens" in the "end," if there is one. "You wanna jump off the roof" and "fuck I love you" circle around each other, neither able to answer the ache in its counterpart. [9]

Brad Shoup: The from-the-other-wall consideration and high school class angst combine for a quiet stasis. When Parks whisper-sings "fuck, I love you," it feels like practice. The "doo doo doo" provides the barest hint of a melodic progression, but it feels like a placeholder. So does the "city/pretty" rhyme, which makes the earlier (and much more clever) "Sixties/pretty" pair feel like the flash that got Parks to pick up that guitar. [5]

Alfred Soto: She sings this lament to a girl who doesn't pay attention as if still afraid she might expose herself. It's not clear whether the "you" whom she hopes won't take her own life is herself: subject and object mesh with poignant slippage. [7]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: I write you now from my childhood home, and so my fondness for this piece of underwritten, sub-Sheeran singer-songwriter pop is stronger than it would be at any other time of the year. It's achingly high school in its references to '60s and '90s cool, its understated compliment game (kind and cute!), and its casual references to wanting to die. The arrangement is just as amateurish (though less charming), sounding like a voice memo demo more than anything else. Parks' vocal performance is the main thing that elevates "Angel's Song"; regardless of anything else, she sounds fully committed to the song, in all of its sketchy details. [4]

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#Arlo Parks #pop #music #music review #BBC's Sound Of

[guccixcoochie]

RULES: ANSWER 21 QUESTIONS AND TAG 21 PEOPLE

TAGGED BY: my fav URL, fav blog & fav person @for-fucks-sake-h

NICKNAMES: Syd, Kiki, Dimplezzz

ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus

HEIGHT: 5′2″ 😭. But I’m 5′3″ if i get posture right 🤓

HOGWARTS HOUSE: in my mind I’m a Ravenclaw, but Pottermore insists I’m a Slytherin 

LAST THING I GOOGLED: a song lyrics

FAVORITE MUSICIANS: Harry, Zayn, Hozier, Elton, Amy Winehouse, Adele, Janelle Monáe, Queen,1D, Coldplay, Led Zeppelin, Wyatt, Lana Del Rey, The Beatles, Jazmine Sullivan, Lizzo, George Michael, Ariana Grande, Imagine Dragons. And A.R.Rehman, Ilayaraja, Shreya, Devi Sri, Yuvan from India. There’re many more.

SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: Woman by Harry Styles lol

FOLLOWING: 202

FOLLOWERS: 160ish

DO YOU GET ASKS: very few here and there

AMOUNT OF SLEEP: LMAOOO

LUCKY NUMBER: 3 and 9

WHAT ARE YOU WEARING: a t-shirt with caption ‘if you can’t convince them, confuse them’, dark blue jeans and trainers

DREAM JOB: travel blogger

DREAM TRIP: Italy, Greece, Iceland 😏

INSTRUMENTS YOU PLAY: I’m ok with Violin

LANGUAGES YOU SPEAK: English, I can understand & speak a little French. And Hindi, Telugu, a bit of Tamil from India

FAVORITE SONG: California by Lana Del Rey

RANDOM FACT: I’ve a mixed accent(s). 45% British, 25% Indian, 10% Canadian, 10% jshdgfhadkjadh

CATS OR DOGS: both 😍

AESTHETIC: chaotic

I TAG: whoever wants to do this, spill!!! 😘

#i swear this post is cursed #tried to post this 4 times

[heartthrobcityimagine]

Who Is This??/ Part 7 (part one)/ Noah Centineo

A/N: Guess who’s back, back again. Guess who’s back, tell a friend. Hey guys! So, as you can see Part 7 is going to have multiple parts, 2 in fact. There’s a lot that will be going on in both parts!  It will not be another week before I post part 2, I plan to have it up either tomorrow or Sunday! 

Warnings: Language (as always), sexual content. 

LEHH GO!!

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Where we left off in part 6: 

" Please don't do this." You heart cracks, his voice was completely broken, almost making you change your mind.

Tears were streaming down your face rapidly. Realizing you weren't going to change your mind he places a soft kiss to your wet cheek. Your eyes flutter shut as harder sobs jolt your body. He lets go of you and walks to your door.

With a deep sigh he opens the door, just as he goes to walk out he turns to you,

" I can't leave without you knowing that I've fallen too." WIth that he closes your door, leaving you to collapse back on the couch and wallow in your tears.

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It had been over a month an half since you had seen Noah. You don’t know what you are expecting, him to run back in and beg for you? He shouldn’t have too. You knew you had made a mistake the second he left but couldn’t swallow your pride enough to go after him. 

You had spent most of your time sulking in your apartment. Jace was busy with Travis as their relationship had gone into full swing. You haven’t heard from Tye either. You had filed and been granted a permanent restraining order. He wasn’t allowed within 1500 feet of you and thus far he hadn’t attempted to break that. 

It was nearing the middle of July, the summer heat was sweltering so you didn’t mind staying in the air conditioning, at least that’s what you’d tell yourself. You had been studying and rehearsing for your summer music program and your final performance was at the local music festival tonight. The program you were taking was creative and personal composing. 

For your final grade you had to perform an original piece. You were petrified. You had rehearsed yesterday and almost threw up before and after. The main stage was massive and the more you pictured a crowd in front of you the more nervous you got. It would be the first time anyone has ever heard your songs outside of your classroom and Jace of course.

*TING* *TING*

You glance down at your phone rolling your eyes.

Jace: OMG I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOUR ASS PERFORM!  YOU GON’ ROCK THIS SHIT!

Jace: Remember us small people when you get famous!

You shake your head. 

You : Uhhh, it’s just a music festival. I wouldn’t even be doing it if it wasn’t for a grade.

Jace: that’s the problem. You should be playing all the time, I have never heard someone play piano as beautiful and passionate as you do. .

Jace: also.... I know I said it would be just be us tonight... but do you care if Travis comes.

You sigh, third wheeling with those two was becoming your normal routine and you didn’t know how you felt about it. Jace had always just been yours. Sure, he had other boyfriends but none this serious. He spent all of his time with Travis.

You had to stop yourself for a second. You bet he felt the same way when you had boyfriends. He never complained. You suddenly felt really awful for even thinking of being jealous.

You: Of course! I love Travis! Plus you’ll need someone’s hand to hold while I perform 😂

You knew it would make Jace happy and more comfortable to have someone to be with.

Jace: need us to pick you up?

You: No, I’m good. I have to be there around 5:30 for mic check. Let me know when you get there though and we’ll check out the other bands and performers if you want!

Jace: of course! Love you 😘

You: And I you ♥ . 

It was 3:00 p.m. now, you needed to hurry and get ready, traffic was terrible this time of day and with the festival being outside of town you needed to get a move on. 

You quickly get ready and rush out of the door grabbing your keys and sheet music on your way out.

You finally arrive to the location where the festival was being held just outside of L.A. Immediately your eyes meet a large flower Arch that had not been up yesterday when you came to rehearse. Strung across it was a banner that read: Welcome to the annual Innovation of Music Festival. 

The festival was a mixture of composer, artists, bands etc, from various music colleges around the area. Music from classical to heavy metal would be playing throughout the weekend. Thankfully, when you signed up at the beginning of summer you were able to pick what day you performed on, you had picked opening day to go ahead and just get it over with. 

People were already starting to show up and the various amounts of vendors began opening up their stands. Your palms become sweaty, your breathing picks up and you can feel your pulse began to race. You weren’t sure if you were ready for this or not. 

You take a few deep breaths, reminding yourself that you had to try out for the program to even get in, therefore if you weren’t good enough you wouldn’t even be here. 

You make your way to backstage,finding the red head you were introduced to yesterday. “Kat!” You say waving her over. “ Hey, (Y/N)! Okay so all we need to do is confirm you made it, check that, you look great by the way!” 

A slight blush makes its way to your cheeks. You hadn’t gone with anything fancy, just a pair of dark denim shorts, a lace white top and some lace up sandals. Typical festival wear, and let’s be honest, it was hotter than hell outside and there was no way you were going to wear anything but shorts. 

“ Thanks Kat” you say bashfully. She gives you a wide grin, “ Okay, so you aren’t performing until around 7:30, you need to be back here around 7 so we can go over set up okay? Got your sheet music?” You hand her the slightly crumpled sheets with a sheepish smile, guess you had been gripping them a little too hard. She give you a laugh and takes it placing it in her folder she had been carrying. 

*TING*

Jace: HEY BISH! WE ARE HERE!! 

WIth a grin you take off to go find Jace and Travis.

Leaving the backstage area, your eyes widen. The amount of people had almost doubled just in the short amount of time you were backstage. Your eyes frantically search for Jace when you hear a loud cackle. Your head whips to the left, you knew that laugh anywhere. 

You slide past a few people and finally spot a blonde head of familiar hair. You stopped just short of Jace and Travis, he was laughing at something Travis was telling him. His smile reaching his eyes. A smile crosses your face, you hadn’t seen him this happy in a while.  

You make your way over. “Hey guys!” “ (Y/N)!!” Jace slings his arms around you, enveloping you in a hug. His tall frame hovering over yours. You hear Travis’s muffled greetings as Jace clings to you. 

“Jace! I can’t breathe!” you yell laughing. He loosens his grip but keeps an arm around you, pulling back to look at you. 

“ Shew, you look gorgeous! Ready to do this thing?” 

You give him a nervous glance, “ Not really. I’ve been sick to my stomach all week just thinking about it. What if I vomit all over stage?” you exclaim, horror written all over your face. 

“Babe, you’ll be fine. No different than in class.” You look at him ridiculously.

“Jace, there are maybe 25 people in my class.... There are going to be hundreds here tonight.” 

“Eh, small difference. If you sucked they wouldn’t have even let you play so..” He says, mimicking your thoughts from earlier. You give him a small smile. 

“Sooooo... have you heard anything from him?” You knew who he was asking about.  “No, and I don’t think I’m going to.” 

“ You know, you could always just call him..” 

“ Yeah, no.” you say cutting off the conversation. You knew you could call and apologize but what would that make him think of you? You broke things off with him before you even really were a thing. Besides he had probably moved on by now. 

You knew he had been doing various promo interviews and posting to instagram, because you may or may not have practically stalked all of his social media for a greater part of the summer but, that was besides the point. He had posted a number of photos with his co-star Lana, many of which had very intriguing captions. My girl. that one had stung a bit. A small part of you hoped he hadn’t moved on, that he would sit and wait for you this whole time, but that wouldn’t have been fair to Noah. He deserved to be happy, whether it was with you or someone else. 

You, Jace, and Travis strolled around the festival checking out the vendors, they had everything from clothing to vinyl records to taco trucks. You mentally marked the location of the taco truck, you’ll definitely be back by to visit that before the night was over. It was nearing 7 o’clock and you told Jace you were going to go ahead and go backstage to get ready. 

He grabs your shoulder spinning you around to make you face him, “ Deep breaths, positive thoughts, you have this. You have spent all summer practicing and rehearsing over and over. It’s a second nature at this point, just gotta let it out to fly.” He gives you a kiss on your forehead and spins you back around. “ Now go fly my little butterfly,” he says dramatically shoving you towards the backstage. 

You quickly find Kat and she takes you to the left side of the stage, handing you your sheet music. “ Okay, (Y/N), just like yesterday, once the act before you finishes, the lights will go dark, piano will be wheeled out by Josh, your microphone will be on top, you will follow behind Josh, go ahead and adjust your microphone, the lights will come up, and you can begin. Got it?” 

Your head swims with her fast information, attempting to make a mental checklist. Follow Josh, get set up, perform. You realize she’s still staring at you and you nod your head in understanding. She opens her folder from earlier and pulls out your music handing it to you. “ Should be all set yeah? You’re on in about 15 minutes.” Hearing that makes your stomach start to churn. 15 minutes until hundreds of people would be watching you perform. 15 minutes and you hoped and silently prayed that you wouldn’t throw up. 

You watch with wide eyes as the band before you plays the last notes of their song and takes their bow. Your heart begins pounding in your chest. 

The lights go dark, out of the corner of your eye you see Josh start to move the piano. Your legs somehow find the will to move and your quickly following behind him. He places it in the middle of the stage, another stage hand bringing the bench for you to sit on. WIth wobbly knees you take the few steps to the piano and place your music on it. Slowly sitting down you adjust the mic just like Kat had said. Your heart was in your throat, you were sure of it. You hands were shaking furiously and with a deep breath you connect eyes with Josh, nodding your head that you were ready. It was now or never, a little too late to tuck tail and run now. He speaks in to his radio and slowly the lights shine on you. 

Closing your eyes, your fingers find the keys, your foot on the pedal, you take a deep breath, your mouth opens as the first notes begin to play. You inhale and on your exhale you begin to sing. You had played piano in front of your class, that wasn’t what you had been terrified of, it was singing. No one, not even Jace had heard you sing, they had all heard the musical portion of your songs, this would be your first lyrical performance ever. 

“What are we even fighting for... we try and try to settle the score... You and I are a driving force, but can we make it through this storm? Hold me close and don’t let go, even if we lose this war.” 

As you progressed into the first chorus the world around you disappeared, as it did everytime you played. Except this time it wasn’t just music that filled your mind. It was Noah. The way he looked at you the night you ended things. It was the way he had told you he had fallen for you just like you had him. It was the way you wanted nothing more then to tell him you didn’t mean it but something in you refused. You knew he wasn’t like Tye, that he would never hurt you the way he did but you couldn’t get rid of the doubt, of the insecurities that had been carried around for so long. As the last note of your song plays. streams of tears run down your face. Deafening silence follows your last note, then a roar of applause ripples it’s way through the crowd. You take a glance out in the audience, the lights making it hard to see, you regain your focus searching for Jace. Your eyes meet a familiar pair, shock written on your face.

What the fuck was he doing here??!?

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Soooo.... ready for part 2?? Let me know who you think it is, what you want to see. Like I said part 2 will be up sometime between now and Sunday, so be on the lookout! As always, let me know what you think! 

Also, I’ve got a shit ton of requests, I will be trying to get them up this weekend as well. 

#Who Is this?? #noah centineo #noah centineo imagine #noah x reader #noah centineo x reader #noah x reader imagine #to all the boys i've loved before #tatbilb #peter x reader #peter kavinsky x reader #peter kavinsky #peter kavinsky imagine #lana #sbial #jamey #Part7 #reader #imagine

[calyssmarviss]

Supernatural 14x02 - Gods and Monsters

(You mean like that Lana del Rey song that I put on my destiel playlist after watching the Purgatory Arc?)

"In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel. Living in the garden of evil, Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed. Shining like a fiery beacon..."

THEN:

I struggled for hours to fall asleep now I can’t get out of bed… Wait isn’t there a Supernatural episode to watch????????????? We Friday, right? Urgh that show really gonna make me go downstairs to make coffee and come back upstairs and power up my laptop and download the episode and sit at my desk and actually focus isn’t it? I hate Supernatural. *a full minute of contemplating death by giving up later* Ok man let’s do this. *gets up and puts on plaid shirt over my otherwise scantily clad figure* (sorry i just love the words "scantily" and "clad" and i only ever get to use them together) COOOOFFEEEEEEE

NOW:

OH IS THIS GONNA BE A DEAN POV THING???? BECAUSE THOSE LOOK LIKE THE LAST THING HE SAW AND DID BEFORE MICHAEL TOOK OVER (i mean in the recap)

Children, I think it's torture time. Lol he put down the cap. Don't wanna stain it, right? Well I for one am delighted by this decision. You're doing good so far today Dinkle. Oh yeah it's definitively torture time. Look at those poor chained saps.

Uhm, yes.

Ahah I thought for a wild sec that he was going to spit in that blood, I don't know why.

What kind of soup are you making Dinkle?

DUDE ARE YOU TRYIN TO MAKE ANGELS

TITLE CARD

Mhm. Lil’ wings.

Bobby: "Who goes to Duluth in October?"

Me, who has watched Fargo and hence looked up the towns in the area: "Oh, nice continuity! Remember how he said that he wouldn't live as far north as Sioux Fall?????" 

D'you think Cas is agreeing like "yeah you're right my bros and sis are fucking liars" or more like "yeah beware me I'll lie to you so I can go on solo suicide missions in order to prove my worth to Humanity".

Somehow I paused at the perfect moment where you can see that Cas thinks it's total bullshit and will come anyway because that's his husband we're talking about he ain't just gonna stay there Sam.

Framing.

*snickers at the pistol cocks caption* I should stop hanging with barely-out-of-their-teenage-years boys.

Anyway who wrote this episode I should check it out. Man there are a lot of producers and co-producers on this... And i managed to miss the writer's name 2 times in a row. Let's go ask the wikia. Ew, gross. A Bucklemming. Eh at least RSJr directed it. OH WAIT A SEC BUCKLEMMING WROTE HELL'S ANGEL! I'll will forgive (almost) everything if they do us a reverse.

Blah blah blah Nick Drama.

No, he can't look at you because, having this dickface? It's on you bud. I mean Cas can look at Sam alright, and I'm pretty sure he didn't mind looking at himself in the mirror more than he did before getting his ass possessed by Lucifer. Nah, Nick, it's just you and your Mark Pellegrino face.

Oh, okay, the writer and director's name are just arriving now.

NO THAT'S WHAT HE TELLS HIMSELF SO HE CAN LIVE WITH SAYING YES AND LET LUCIFER OUT OF THE CAGE OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU BEING SO MEAN TO CAS RN

Seriously what's the fucking point of the Nick Drama? Because I know Bucklemming they're not doing this for Cas. They're maybe doing it a little bit for Dean (who is the one being possessed by an archangel rn)... But they’re probably mainly doing it for Nick himself and: WHO CARES.

Wait what? He doesn't remember what happened to his family? Does he think that Lucifer killed them? 

God this is pissing me off.

Mortician: "We don't usually see this kind of action in Duluth."

YOU LIAR I'VE SEEN FARGO I KNOW ALL ABOUT THE CORPSES THAt LittEr thiS AREA

"Five star smitting."

*cries over the stars Cas lost* he’s, like, a two stars right now *sobs*

Jack: "I'm researching how long it takes archangel grace to replenish."

Oh you sweet summer child. You ain't gonna find anything about that in *books*.

Jack: "The books say it can take from a month to..." Cas: "A century."

THIS IS BULLSHIT. THERE'S NO WAY HE FOUND THAT INFO AND THAT IT'S CORRECT. I mean first who the fuck met an archangel with low grace levels before the Winchesters? NO ONE THAT'S WHO BECAUSE THOSE GUYS WEREN'T BUDDIES WITH HUMANS BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE OMG I HATE ALL OF THIS.

Except Cas and Jack. They're good boys. Not their fault their dialogue is shit.

Jack: "You don't understand what I'm going through."

Well that's fucking rude buddy. You at least have a home while you're going through it.

Jack: "What did you have left?"

"That one time Dean came to see me and we spent the night together and Jack, there was only one bed..."

Cas: "I had Sam and Dean."

BULLSHIT Sam was Gadreel half of the time and Dean was like "fuck off" and "fuck me" all at the same time .

Cas: "As Dean would say..." 

Kill me now.

I hate how I knew it was Jensen just by seeing his hands.

I also really resent his hotness right now. It feels like, you know, a weapon in the wrong hands? When he's playing Dean, I know he won't harm me (through the screen lol), but this asshole? I wanna stay away.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

This is like, next level meta here. I'M FEELING ATTACKED.

URGH CAN WE DROP NICK ALREADY.

I.

DON'T.

CARE.

Oh great now Cas is touching his shoulder.

Wait I know the actress that plays Lydia... OH. YES. It's Abigail Ashe from Black Sails!

Ooooh girl, those are some really ugly teeth.

You're right Nick, nobody cares.

People @ Cas: "You don't understand."

Bitch he probably does better than you.

Nick: "You're just a stone cold body snatcher."

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS.

Nick: "You're no different than Lucifer."

I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS.

Because, yeah, it's a bit true but: 1) Cas actually regrets it 2) YOU HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHT TO HAVE MARK PELLEGRINO SAY THOSE LINES TO HIS FACE

Michael, channeling the Dean: "There's a purity in that."

MAN, LANA DEL REY

OH NO NOUGAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU CAN'T DO THAT. YOU CAN'T EVEN TELL THE TRUTH. SEE IT'S SAD AND TERRIBLE THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW SHE'S DEAD.

Hey... do they think their daughter is working for Trump now? Wait more important: did Jack learned to drive? Where are the Klines living? Didn't Cas notice he was gone? Did Nick talked to him all day about his Nick Drama so that Cas didn't even notice his son was gone for hours???

WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO CAS TODAY JACK. YOU CAN'T JUST GO AHEAD AND TELL HIM YOU WANNA KILL HIS HUSBAND (tho I guess that now that Nick is a thing *eyeroll* they'll end up killing Michael without killing Dean but somehow i doubt that it's what Jack is suggesting).

Jack: "Dean doesn't matter."

WELL FUCK YOU VERY MUCH JACK WINCHESTER-KLINE AS OF RIGHT NOW YOU'RE ON MY SHIT LIST YOU BETTER MAKe IT UP TO ME, CAS AND DEAN ASAP OR ELSE

HOW DID NICK WENT FROM KANSAS TO DELAWARE SO QUICKLY??? It's half the states' width! (I mean, assuming this guy lives in the same area Nick is from and this is the evening of the day all the Nick Drama happened - and we have no reason to think it isn't)

Oh yeah they're in Delaware.

I didn't really payed attention to the fight sequence because I was painting my nails purple (to go with the plaid shirt) but MAN GIVIN WEREWOLVES SILVER IMMUNITY IS CHEATING.

Is it me or Sam was pretty silent this whole episode? Bucklemming gave all his lines to Nick.

Uh, what.

What are you playing at Dinkle.

HOLY OIL RING HIM!!!

Oh, look at that, Nick killed Arty. What a surprise.

Aaaand, it's over. I'm disappointed. Cas didn't go after Dinkle :( YOU HAD ONE JOB BUCKLEMMING

#gods and monsters #spn season 14 #supernatural #spn reaction #spn spoilers #calyss watches spn #bucklemming #long post

[wesonerdy]

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is a wonderful end of summer treat: great acting, well-paced plot, and all the swoony, teen-y feels. This is the quality, RomCom content we deserve!

Courtesy of NETFLIX

  When I saw the first trailer for To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before earlier this summer, I just knew that I needed this film in my life, so much so, that I emailed NETFLIX publicity and practically begged them for a screener. And now that I’ve seen this film eight times (EIGHT!!!!!!!!), my initial feelings have only grown.

NETFLIX has been doing the Lord’s work lately by bringing us glorious romantic comedy, and TATBILB is, through and through, swoony and hilarious and heartwarming. Instantly, the films transports me back to my 16/17-year old self, the optimism and feels, coupled with the awkwardness and insecurity of trying to navigate my teenhood.

Now, I haven’t read Jenny Han’s best-seller, so I can’t really talk about the film as an adaptation. (I promise, it’s at top of my TBR list. And FYI: our friends at Fangirlish have an awesome interview with Jenny Han where she reflects on the process of working with the creative team to adapt her book for NETFLIX.)

What I can say is that To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is a wonderful end of summer treat: great acting, well-paced plot, and all the swoony, teen-y feels. This is the quality, RomCom content we deserve.

  Lara Jean Song Covey, the middle daughter in an interracial, Korean-American family, is about to begin her junior year of high school. She has just said goodbye to her older sister, Margot, who’s off to college in Scotland. In the absence of their mother (who dies when the Lara Jean, Margot, and their baby sister Kitty are quite young), Margot becomes a maternal figure in the family. Though, their father, Dr. Dan Covey, tries to keep the memory of their mother alive for the girls by cooking Korean food, etc., he sometimes botches things. Margot has been there to clean up the messes and smooth things over.

Margot does something similar in Lara Jean’s life at school. Lara Jean has been on the sidelines of the social scene and mostly relying on her best friend Christine, Margot, and Margot’s boyfriend Josh. When Margot leaves (and breaks up with Josh beforehand), Lara Jean loses 2/3 of her circle. This doesn’t bother Lara Jean too much… she’ll eat lunch in the library (as long as they don’t kick her out for eating noisy foods) and on the weekends, she’ll watch Golden Girls reruns with Kitty. Lara Jean seems satisfied; however, someone in her life wants to shake things up.

Over the last several years, Lara Jean has written love letters to five guys she’s had crushes on. Lara Jean doesn’t mail them, but it helps her to articulate her feelings and make sense of them. Lara Jean hides the letters in a teal gift-box (a keepsake from her mother). But one day, Lara Jean gets a rude awakening when all five letters are missing. Someone has mailed them out!!!

Right away, Lara Jean has to confront three of the guys, Peter Kavinsky (jock and Mr. Popular), Lucas Krapf (who shows Lara Jean a fun time at the 9th grade Homecoming dance), and Josh Sanderson. YES, the Josh who is now Sister Margot’s ex-boyfriend. LAWD!

In order to avoid the major awkward of dealing with Josh, Lara Jean agrees to begin a fake relationship with Peter Kavinsky (who’s trying to make his ex-girlfriend jealous). DRA.MA. Unexpectedly, hanging out with Peter does help Lara Jean to open up and enjoy high school. But what happens when Lara Jean starts to develop real feelings for her fake boyfriend?

  1. Lara Jean is all of us!

Lana Condor dazzles us as Lara Jean! She’s the perfect RomCom leading lady. Several times, Lara Jean shares her love of John Hughes films, and she, herself, could totally be a John Hughes heroine: smart, relatable, a little awkward, with perfect comedic timing, and all-around delightful.

I see so much of myself in Lara Jean, with her passion for bodice-ripper, romance novels, her shyness, and her love of her family. Lara Jean will be the first to tell you that she’s addicted to romance and drama… but aren’t we all, like a little bit?

And though I very much identify with Lara Jean, I recognize that a young, Asian-American woman as a romantic lead in a film like this is something special, something to celebrate, and something to replicate. Because #RepresentationMatters!

  2. Sisters before misters!

Yes, TATBILB is a romance, but, for me, the relationship between the three Covey sisters is the highlight of the film–Margot, the responsible one; Lara Jean, the shy, melodramatic one; and Kitty, the popular one and baby-feminist.

A significant part of the storyline follows the evolution of the way the sisters engage with one another as they’re growing up. Lara Jean is keeping a major secret from her sisters and it does create conflict between them. However, when Lara Jean finds herself in a difficult and embarrassing situation towards the end of the movie, it’s Margot and Kitty who Lara Jean turns to.

By the end, I was cheering “sisters before misters!!!” at the screen and so ready to call my own sisters, too.

  3. John Corbett is the DILF we deserve!

To all my fellow Sex and the City fans, I have to confess that Aidan has always been my favorite of Carrie’s guys. So, now to see John Corbett as a sweet, single-daddy to his girls, is the literal BEST. Dan Covey was so, super in love with his wife and has worked hard to channel all of that love into raising his three daughters. This includes hella awkward conversations about sexual health, all the way to reminding Lara Jean that she deserves to be young and carefree.

  4. Lara Jean’s boys…SWOON!

I didn’t expect to like Peter Kavinsky as much as I did, but he was charming and kind and a great guy for Lara Jean. Peter challenges Lara Jean to have fun and helps her step out of her shell to embrace the experiences of high school and be part of the group.

One of my favorite scenes takes place between Lara Jean and Peter after dinner with Peter’s family. They bond over losing a parent, and Lara Jean reflects on how losing her mother has shaped her fear of love and relationships. In the course of the film, this realization jars Lara Jean into taking some risks. But as they say: no risk, no reward! (Especially if that risk includes making out in a hot tub! 😉 )

While I adore Peter, Lucas is my homeboy. I would take him and his cravat-wearing, cutie-patootie self anywhere. Lucas is a really good friend to Lara Jean and I love how he encourages her.

Then there’s Josh *sigh* Lara Jean’s relationship with Josh is complex, especially because of Margot. Throughout the movie, Josh really struggles with losing his connection to the Covey sisters. While I don’t necessarily want Lara Jean and Josh to have a romantic relationship, I want them to be good friends. And P.S. I think Josh and Margot should get back together.

  5. Awesome music is AWESOME!

I mentioned that To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before hooked me before the end of the trailer, and the amazing soundtrack 100% contributed to the RomCom goodness. I hadn’t yet heard Lauv’s “I Like Me Better”, and after hearing it in the trailer and movie, I downloaded the song and played it on repeat for dayssss. Then I watched the music video on repeat for dayssss and cried at how lovely and romantic it was. Then I texted Katie, my BFF Patrice, and my sister Sey to share it with them, too. *SWOONY SIGH*

The film soundtrack, as a whole, is effervescent, just like the film– “Human Right” by The Strike, “Boyfriend” by Confidence Man, and so much more. You can listen to it on Spotify HERE.

  Friends, this film is MUSTSEE, so make sure to take time this weekend to unwind with To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before and drown in teen-y, RomCom feels. You won’t regret it! And Team NETFLIX, you might as well just greenlight the sequels now. Js.

  To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before had their premiere/special screening in Los Angeles on August 16, 2018 at the Arc Light Culver City. Check out images from the screening below!

Courtesy of Charley Gallay/Getty Images for Netflix

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  FILM REVIEW: ‘To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before’, the Teen RomCom We Deserve To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is a wonderful end of summer treat: great acting, well-paced plot, and all the swoony, teen-y feels.

#Andrew Bachelor #Anna Cathcart #Film Review #Israel Broussard #Janel Parrish #Jenny Han #John Corbett #Lana Condor #movie trailer #Netflix #Noah Centineo #official film trailer #photos #To All the Boys I&039;ve Loved Before #video

[stayinggoldbby-blog]

can I have some modern headcanons for the gang lmao

Absolutely!

Modern Headcanons with the gang:

Ponyboy:

-honestly he’s totally the person who would post 11:11 on his snapchat every single day-posts detailed reviews of movies and books on his YouTube-probably has a small tattoo of a quote or something from a song

Soda:

- has SO MANY streaks- is an Instagram model- watches The Kardashians all day every day

Steve:

-has a vlog channel-tbh, recites vines all the time just to annoy Pony-loves to feature scaring Ponyboy on his channel (it always gets a ton of views)-loves to dab STILL and it’s so irritating to Dallas

Darry:

-doesn’t get memes at all-watches Friends reruns all night-doesn’t listen to modern music because he doesn’t “get kids these days.”

Dally:

-shops at Hot Topic religiously-doesn’t have any social media-has set the Guinness World Record for saying “man” the most times in a day

Two Bit:

-does instagram live videos ALL THE TIME-loves to announce that someone has just been roasted -screams “YEET” so loud into Darry’s ear until Darry is basically hard of hearing

Johnny:

-constantly posting photos of him looking off into the distance with deep captions-him and Pony are always watching Netflix-listens to Lana Del Ray

#the outsiders headcanons

[erinclarkillustration]

Two of my final Vinegar Valentines. I chose two characters from pop culture (Alex Turner and Lana Del Rey) I found it easier to think of captions for people like musicians as their song lyrics are pretty easy to adapt, especially the ones about love.

I think these turned out okay but they’re by no means my favourite thing I’ve ever done although because this was a short project I don’t mind too much. They’re quite different to my usual work and style and I think I focused a little bit too much on trying to create caricatures. Despite all of this it was fun and interesting to try something different.

#P1

[brian-enthusiast]

and it’s enough just to make you go crazy.

the title of this fic is a lana del rey lyric because it’s my fic fuck you. here’s around 2000 words of dadsona being in denial about being in love with brian.

contains an angery twink named harper and a soft boy named brian being in love with eachother.

1. everything he does is endearing.

Harper doesn’t think he’s ever really going to fall in love with Brian. It’ll be more of a slow dip into those familiar waters. Love is a term that was very much reserved for Alex―and therefore, a little bit of a bittersweet thing to return to.

So he figures it’ll be a bit like going to the pool when the water is too cool―only the brave and foolish jump straight in, so Harper figures he’ll dip a toe in before slowly submerging himself in the water. Except instead of water it’s romantic commitment and love, or something like that.

Or, maybe he’ll just be grateful that he’s finally back in the dating game and stop coming up with dumb metaphors to explain to himself why he’s so hesitant to use the word “love” in situations where it might be fitting. Whatever, he’s happy with Brian, and as far as he knows, Brian is happy with him. It’s a symbiotic relationship, though Harper supposes all romantic relationships should be.

Harper snaps out of his thoughts when he comes across a post on Dadbook. There’s a picture of Daisy receiving a badge from an older, sinewy girl, supposedly her scout troop leader. In the caption, Brian has written sentence upon sentence about how proud he is of her. A smile crosses Harper’s face as he reads through it.

“What’s got you all happy?” Amanda is standing in front of Harper, and he comes to realize that he’s kind of just been sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone with a dopey expression while an episode of Long Haul Paranormal Ice Road Ghost Truckers played in the background. “You’ve been smiling at your phone for, like, a full minute.”

“Nothing.” Harper presses the power button on the side of his phone, “Daisy got a new Girl Scout badge, and I was reading the post Brian made about it.” Simple question, simple explanation.

“I thought you hated it when Brian bragged about Daisy.” Amanda says, raising an eyebrow, “Something about him being your mortal enemy and a reminder that you aren’t as great a dad, despite the fact that you’re both great dads?”

Harper waves a dismissive hand. “Amanda! That was the me of the past. Now, after our time at the carnival, inevitable team-up for the benefit of our children, and my overwhelming guilt for being a competitive asshole, Brian and I are unlikely friends.” And unlikely people who are dating, but whatever.

“Uh-huh. Well, you have me and Daisy to thank for that.” She says, a sly smile on her face, like she knows something. “And Brian the Goldfish. May he rest in peace.”

“Why did we go through all that trouble for a carnival goldfish, anyway?” Harper asks, “Just so we could be that much more attached when we inevitably flushed him?”

“That, and because we’re ridiculous and over the top.” Amanda shrugs, taking a seat beside Harper. “I’m glad you could get over your petty rivalry, though. And, as an unexpected bonus, you got over your fear of rollercoasters.”

“‘Got over’ is a strong way to put it. I’m still horrified of roller coasters, and now I have that memory to prove to myself that they are just as horrifying as I thought they were.” Just thinking about heights, and dropping down from heights, and dropping down from heights at a fast speed is making him a bit queasy.

“Still, progress.” Amanda says.

Harper rolls his eyes and turns on his phone again, immediately being greeted by another Dadbook post with a picture of Maxwell wearing a trucker hat, and if that wasn’t adorable enough, Harper remembers being in the mall when Brian bought that stupid hat, and he smiles fondly upon thinking about it.

Then he scrolls down and sees another picture from Brian, one where standing by his car, smiling brightly at the camera and celebrating his new proud parent of an honors student bumper sticker.

Okay, maybe Harper’s just a little bit in love with Brian. Just a touch in love.

2. you see him in everything.

Lately, Harper’s been exhibiting worrisome behavior for someone who’s just a little bit in love.

It’s just little things. Recognizing things like “oh, this is Brian’s favorite song!” when a certain Jimmy Buffett song plays over the radio or, “this picture of a dog is so cute! I should send it to Brian!” when faced with… really any picture of any dog. Damien’s Dadbook page is full of pictures of dogs.

It’s starting to get bad when it becomes subconscious, because Harper is sure that he’s never heard what Brian’s usual Coffee Spoon order is, but he definitely knew it when he was standing at the counter, asking for an Iced T with extra sweetener by default.

(“How’d you know I love these?” Brian said when presented with the sweetened ice tea, “You’re so sweet. Kind of like this tea.” At that point he was laughing and Harper was laughing and everything was fine―except that Harper was internally panicking because how did he know Brian loved those.)

Of course, none of that is a really big deal. Harper is a chronic overreactor and has a tendency to exaggerate problems in order to fit his own narrative, but he’s still kind of panicking because even his friends are starting to pick up on his infatuated behavior.

He’d been hanging out with Robert and Mary a few weeks ago. The usual stuff, a couple drinks before Harper inevitably went home to cuddle with his pillow and have dreams about his life with far more money and far less back pain.

“I’ll get a whiskey.” Robert said, and Neil turned to Harper.

“Oh. Uh. I’ll just get a beer, thanks.” To be honest, whenever Harper hangs out with Robert and Mary he feels severely outclassed. He’s not exactly a lightweight―ok, that’s a lie, he’s the lightest weight. The last time he got drunk he was found crying about how the Skammunist Manifesto was never as appreciated as it should have been―but Robert and Mary literally bring glasses of whiskey and wine almost everywhere. And they’re also much more attractive and much better friends than Harper could hope to be, and hanging out with them sort of digs up some deeply repressed inferiority issues that Harper struggles with on a daily basis, but whatever. One time he got drunk and explained this to them and they gave him a pat on the shoulder and told him that if they didn’t like him they wouldn’t hang out with him.

“So.” Harper said, swirling the beer in his cup. “You know, I was―”

“Hanging out with Brian?” Robert said, resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

“Uh… yes, actually. How did you know?”

“Wild guess. Also you talk about him a lot.” Robert shrugged, “Not that that’s a bad thing. He is the closest you’ll get to dating Mario Batali, after all―”

“Ok, one, when did I tell you about my celebrity crush on Mario Batali?”

“Same day you told me about your repressed issues with your dad, and your repressed memories of killing a man in cold blood.” Robert waited a few seconds before adding, “Kidding, of course.”

“And two, I don’t talk about Brian a lot. I talk about him a reasonable amount. Because we’re friends.” Harper said.

“Friends who have sex with each other?” Robert raised an eyebrow. “Not to say I’m against that kind of arrangement, though I have to say Brian isn’t exactly the friends with benefits type. I don’t really know him well enough to say that, but you know. I just kinda see it in his face. Kinda like I see the empty eyes of a killer in yours, you know?”

“Every time you  make these jokes about me being a murderer I get more and more convinced that I am, you know that? Anyway,” Harper said, “Okay, so Brian and I are dating, but I’m not always talking about him or anything.”

“Of course not. I’d say Brian takes up a good eighty percent of subjects that you talk about, the other twenty percent being your own emotional issues and talks you’ve had with your daughter about how cool she is.” Robert said, “But it’s fine, no one’s blaming you. You’re practically in love with the guy, so―”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that―” Harper interjected, before Mary walked up from behind them, draping her arms over their shoulders.

“You guys talking about Brian?”

So, yeah, Harper’s a little on edge about… everything. He still doesn’t think he talks about Brian that much, but sometimes in idle moments he thinks about Brian’s stupid smile and it’s kind of a really nice thought so it is a topic that’s often on the brain.

He considers all of this while walking down the street, and then he sees a colorful Hawaiian shirt in the window of a store that he knows Brian would love, and he doesn’t really think about how he’s doing it again until after he buys the shirt for him.

(For the record, Brian does love the shirt. Harper is fucking reeling at how absolutely transparent he is even to himself, and also at how nice Brian looks in that shirt.)

3. you’re in denial about it. sweet, sweet denial.

It’s hard to convince himself he isn’t in love when he looks at Brian.

Because there’s just so many feelings―there’s giddiness and admiration and something very genuine that Harper can’t quite put a finger on―that it’s hard to pinpoint all of them, and he’s not sure love is a part of any of them.

(Because love is complicated and love is weird and love is so far away from him at this point that the idea of being faced with it now is kind of scary.

But it’s hard to deny that looking at Brian now―at his smiling face while he regales Harper with some story about fishing for rainbow trout or some shit―makes Harper feel a certain lightness in his chest.

“What’re you smiling about?” Brian says, “I know I’m not that entertaining.”

“Nothin.” Harper is still smiling dreamily, like he’s in fucking love, but he isn’t. Not yet. “Just listening to you talk.” Listening to him talk and thinking about how cute he is and being just steps away from falling in love with him.

“You’re adorable.” Brian says, and then he continues. And Harper listens, and maybe (just maybe) gets a little more comfortable with the idea of being in love with Brian. “I love you.” Brian says.

Oh, shit.

4. you accept it.

Harper doesn’t say I love you to Brian that night―but he does stand on his toes to press a kiss to Brian’s lips when they’re standing by the front door of his house.

Harper doesn’t say I love you to Brian that night―but he giggles like a child when they make their way to Brian’s room. He doesn’t say I love you―but he feels giddy beyond belief when tangled in Brian’s sheets.

Harper doesn’t say I love you to Brian that night―but in the morning, when he’s looking at Brian through sleepy eyes, he has a sort of lopsided smile on his face and this feeling like his heart is caught in his throat.

“Okay, fuck it.” He says, to a Brian who is clearly still unconscious on this fine morning. This’ll be a practice round, he supposes. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Brian says, eyes still closed, and Harper realizes with little uncertainty that he professed his aggressively denied feelings to a Brian who was pretending to be asleep, and he’s not sure if the red on his face is from embarrassment or frustration.

“Aw, babe. ‘S nothing to be embarrassed about. I love you, too.” Brian says, and Harper squints.

“I said it first.” He says.

“Actually, I said it first. About a day before you did, so.” Brian stretches and yawns. “But nice try.” He grins, playfully.

“Goddamit. Okay. You win this time, I guess.” Harper rolls his eyes, “But listen, I think we can both agree that I―” Harper loses track of what he was arguing about when he catches sight of Brian and his stupid, soft, adorable face. “Oh, fuck it. I love you.”

They kiss and normally Harper would have a billion gripes about their morning breath, but this is a nice moment and he doesn’t wanna ruin it.

Okay. He’s in love with Brian. And that’s fine, and good, and fun, and Harper doesn’t exactly know what that means for them or the future, but he’s willing to find out.

#brian harding #ddadds fanfiction #harper is an angery twink who has difficulty expressing his emotions but thats ok because he's obvious as FUCK