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cloudnienty · 6 months
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when her eyes are closed she can see you for what you truly are, which is OOGLAYYY
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bob-belcher · 9 months
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She's the Man (2006) dir. Andy Fickman
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seawolvesanddragons · 8 months
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There was a beautiful era in the 90s/early 00s of fun, female lead teen movies that just hit different, were like this golden age of girls just being girls and celebrating that feeling, and no matter how Hollywood tries they will never replicate it.
I'm talking "She's the Man," "Bend it Like Beckham" "Princess Dairies" "St. Trinian's" "What a Girl Wants" "Clueless" "Uptown Girls" "John Tucker Must Die" "DEBS".....obviously there's probably a few I missed but you get the idea. Maybe the stakes weren't as high as saving the entire world, but they were important to the characters and had friendships and silliness and the goal was almost never to get the guy and you just don't get to see that anymore. Also almost all of them had banging soundtracks.
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leilakisakabiri · 11 months
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She’s The Man (Gavi)
Summary: You make Gavi watch one of your comfort movies and he can’t help but get invested. 
Warning(s): None, domestic fluff.
A/N: Please send requests if you have any. Also, holy shit guys 575 likes on my last post and counting, you all deserve the world. Thank you so much. 
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“Y/n no please.” Gavi groaned on the couch next to you, watching as you turned on your favorite comfort movie.
“What? It just came on Netflix, there’s no way I can’t watch it.” You protested, fingers already pressing the play button.
He groaned again, his body sinking further down into the cushions, “This is so girly!”
You huffed, “Oh c’mon you haven’t even seen it. You’ll love it. Plus, it has football in it.” You tried to get him interested in the film but to no avail.
This whole thing had started after Gavi had decided to come over to your apartment after practice. The two of you had been dating for the last few months and had gotten to the point in your relationship where instead of always going out and doing something, you would sometimes stay in, opting to order takeout and watch movies.
That, however, led to a host of petty arguments as the two of you always fought about what to watch, having completely different tastes in movies. While Gavi liked watching action or comedy movies, you loved horror or the occasional romcom.
I mean c’mon who wouldn’t want to watch a man written by a women?
“Ok let’s watch this tonight, and next time you can pick.” You suggested.
“Fine, but I’m not watching, I’ll just lay here. Bored.” He responded, looking over at you with puppy dog eyes.
You squinted your eyes at him before turning back to the TV, “Sounds good to me.”
He huffed, rolling his eyes as he shifted to move closer to you, wrapping an arm around you as the movie started, leaning his head on your shoulder, and closing his eyes.
You were immediately engrossed in the movie, watching as Amanda Bynes transformed into a guy.
You were barely twenty minutes into the movie when Gavi spoke up, “Does she really think that’s going to work, it’s so obvious she’s a girl!”
You turned to him, “I thought you were sleeping?”
You saw him close his eyes the second you turned to look at him and went to call him out but decided against it.
“I’m trying but I can still hear the movie.”
“Right.” You responded, focusing your attention back on the TV.
Another 30 minutes passed, and you were sure Gavi was asleep when he spoke again during a particularly intense scene, causing you to jump at the sudden noise.
“Wait why doesn’t Viola just tell Duke the truth?” He asked, voice breaking the silence, as he moved to pause the movie.
“I thought you weren’t watching?” You questioned.
“I’m not.”
“Ok.”
You left the conversation at that refocusing your attention and clicking play.
“…But why though?”
“Gavi are you watching or not?” You asked, fed up with pausing the movie so many times.
“Ok maybe. It’s kinda good.” He admitted.
You gave him a grin, leaning over hug his side, “See I told you.”
“Yeah, whatever, just play the movie.”
You laughed, starting the movie again.
Gavi’s fingers softly rubbed circles on your shoulder as you watched, and you leaned into him getting a whiff of his cologne.
Damn this boy smelled so good, especially for coming over straight after practice.  
You felt your tummy flip as he turned to look at you, your faces millimeters apart. From your position, you could make out the flecks of brown in his eyes, and the scrunch of his eyebrows as he looked down at you.
“You good?” He asked, voice soft.
You nodded giving him a kiss on the cheek, “You’re just so pretty.”
You saw him blush, a pink hue spreading on his cheeks, as he turned to the side with a smile, not being able to hide it, “Stop Y/n.”
You giggled, pulling him closer to you, wrapping your leg around his, basking in his warmth.
It was quiet for the rest of the movie, until the last ten minutes.
You felt Gavi unwrap himself from you as he leaned forward, gesturing wildly at the TV, “This movie is ridiculous. Since when does football have parkour?”
You laughed at his outburst, finding it funny how aggravated he was, complaining about a teen girl romcom not being an accurate portrayal of football.
You shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know, I think it makes the game more exciting, and it looks cool.”
He turned to look at you with a deadpan expression, “Oh really? Well then in that case excuse me I have to go learn how to do a backflip off the goal post for the next game.” He muttered sarcastically.
You let out a loud laugh, “Now that is a good idea. Maybe then you would win more games.”
His eyes widened comically, and he gave you the most offended look, “You did not just say that.”
“I’m sorry, it was just too easy.” You let out between laughs.
He rolled his eyes, moving away from you on the couch, crossing his arms.
“You’re a great player.” You spoke again.
“You have to say that you’re my girlfriend.” He muttered.
“No, for real, I mean it.” You finally pulled yourself together, looking at him.
“Swear?” He made eye contact with you, and you could feel a smile tugging at the corner of your lips as you willed yourself to remain serious.
You always laughed at the worst times.
“Swea-“ Your voice broke at the end of the word and you had to hide your smile behind your hands, not being able to look at him with a straight face.
“Y/n.” He whined throwing a cushion at you, as you sank further into the couch, not being able to get the picture of Gavi doing a backflip off the goalpost out of your head.
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classycookiexo · 5 months
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Amanda Bynes and Channing Tatum (2006)
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notgeetoe · 1 month
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SHES THE MAN- ft satoru gojo
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A/n: this a 2000’s ahh fanfic guys 🙏🙏 bear wit me
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As chaos erupted on the basketball court, with boys tumbling and tackling each other like a herd of wild animals, I found myself frozen in fear.
With a gulp, I slowly turned around, only to be greeted by the looming shadow of someone approaching.
The rhythmic sound of a bouncing basketball echoed ominously in the air, like a ticking time bomb ready to pounce.
I swallowed, holding my hand to my face as Satoru Gojo raised his index finger at me.
“You’re done, twig” he whispered venomously. I squeaked, my eyes shutting, clutching onto my wig. How did I get in this situation……….
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“Hey sweetie” mom fawned as i came in through the door. “Hey” i grumbled, kicking my training shoes off and throwing my basketball into the store room.
She paced around me, showing off a new white dress and a bright beam plastered on her face.
“Look what I have! A brand new pageant dress just for you!” She trilled in a sing song voice. I turned around, giving her an unimpressed look.
“Mom. I already told you. Im not going for this year’s pageant. Hell, I’ve tried before and I’ve never won. You’ve gotta stop pushing this on me” i sighed, rubbing my temple.
She snorted. “Guess you’re right. You’re as graceful as a bull in a china shop. But no can do sweetie. I need to show Miyako that her and her stupid son are nothing. We have dinner with them tonight, and i expect you to keep her son some company.”
I scrunched my face up. “Bleurgh. Just get (B/N) to do it. No one can tell the difference between us anyways. Besides I have better things to do.”
“Like playing basketball?” My mom deadpanned. I looked at the floorboards, scratching my head.
“No, like um… homework?” I said sheepishly. She rolled her eyes at me, pointing her index finger at me with a stern look.
“Dinner. 7 o’clock. Be ready. And wear a nice dress” she yelled as I ran up the stairs.
Flopping onto my bed, I took a call I got from my best friend, Dyanne.
“hey girl, whats up” i said concerned, my phone pressed to my ear. I could feel the depression emanating from the phone.
“You’re not gonna like this. Coach said our basketball team is getting scrapped.”
“WHAT.” I laughed in disbelief, looking into the distance. My mind was a rush of different thoughts flurrying in like a hurricane.
“No, no that cant happen” í frustratedly exclaimed. “This isnt over, lets talk to coach about it tomorrow”
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As me and my team approached the coach, i could hear the flurry of basketballs on the court whizzing around. “Coach” i said loudly, over the sound of impact.
He turned around gulping.
“I assume youve heard about the sorry news then?” He laughed awkwardly. I gave him an annoyed look.
“Coach thats not fair. Why is our team getting cut?” I argued. He whistled nervously.
“Wellllll…… we just dont have funding left for you guys. Besides…. The guys need new home jerseys.” He said. He shrugged and crossed his arms.
“Hey maybe you ladies can try out for badminton, or the fashion club?” He suggested, looking over at the boys who were practicing. One of them caught my eye, a guy with white hair, guffawing with his friends about something stupid.
He jogged on over to us, his ego radiating off his face.
“You ladies come to watch us practice?” He grinned, fum in his mouth. I looked at his cocky expression with annoyance. I sighed, fake smiling. “No actually. We’re here to get our basketball team back.”
I saw a flicker of amusement on his face, his voice oozing with self assurance, lips curling into an insufferable smirk. “You ladies have fun with that. Don’t break your fragile hearts over something that’s not meant for you though.”
His goons laughed in the background, as i my eye twitched. As he jogged away, my hand found itself grabbing a basketball and chucking it at his head. It bounced off, earning a grunt from him as he out his hand to his head.
“What the hell” he grumbled, turning around. I smiled sweetly, waving at him.
“Sorry, that wasn’t meant for you” I said wide eyed, as coach blew the whistle to signal end of practice.
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later that night i found myself bouncing the ball off the driveway in the dark, waiting for the guests to arrive. i saw a sleek black mercedes pull up, my eyebrows raising in appreciation. 3 dark figures pulled up and introduced themselves, but i couldnt make out their features that much. the tallest one extended a hand, and even though i couldnt tell from his face, his voice said it all.
“Pleasure to meet you, my names satoru gojo. Im assuming youre Y/N?” He asked smoothly. I blinked at his strong grip, making out a few veins showing in his arms. I gulped.
jeez get a grip.
“Yup. Thats me.”
“Saw you appreciating the car out there” he said, putting his hands into his pockets as we walked up to my porch.
I laughed nervously. “Yeah haha. Not into cars but that one looks pretty neat.”
“Well, if our mothers get along today, might be able to get to car ride level of friendship with you” he joked. I laughed as they walked inside, and he held the door open. The light shone on his face, revealing his white eyelashes and blue eyes. His lips parted at the sight of me.
my face immediately scrunched up as i realised who I’d been talking to the whole time.
“YOU?” I hissed. My mom looked at me with a deadpan expression.
“Honey please dont start swinging again” she sighed. Satoru looked repulsed, pulling his hand away, the door ending up smacking me in the face. I yelped, my face clutching my abused nose.
“Ew” he grimaced. I clutched my nose which was now bleeding. My twin brother came down the stairs, smiling, as he waved.
“Oh hey guys, i see youve already met- oh shit is her nose bleeding?”
Everyone turned to me and i glared at satoru, trying to contain my anger, as he stepped inside.
This was going to be a long night…..
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callmeonmyrazr · 10 months
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call me @ 1-800-BIOTCH ✨
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one of the most underappreciated moments in she's the man imo is when the real sebastian shows up at the school and just yes-and's himself all the way to halftime of a soccer game. unhinged king moment tbh. he doesn't know what's going on but by god he's gonna join in
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pearlycomplaints · 1 year
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I’m a simple woman, I love…
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camouflagedlove · 5 months
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Ronance She's the Man (2006) au officially in the works !! it's gonna be the movie but with a gay ending
the rest was already gay
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morepopcornplease · 5 months
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she's the man really would make for a perfect musical tho...
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pinkheart22 · 2 months
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Taylor's Files for TTPD if they are about her from Midnights
The Manuscript - an author's handwritten or typed text that has not yet been published. For example, a library's collection of hand-written letters or diaries. Taylor writes hand written letters. Taylor keeps diaries. "Burn all the files, desert all your past lives" "Where I pace in my pen", dear reader
The Bolter - Someone who leaves "I'd just ghost, Rip the Band-Aid off and Skip town like an asshole outlaw", hits different
The Albatross - They cause you great problems from which you cannot escape, or they prevent you from doing what you want to do. "It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me" , anti-hero
@taylorswift @taylornation
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witchb1tches · 11 months
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She slays,literally
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punkboyjuul · 4 months
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I love that one particular genre in media of women dressing up as men and then men developing crushes on them but not realizing because they're like that's a man but they very much are in love with them
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She's The Man (2006), but everyone just assumes Viola's a trans guy, so no one questions anything
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