#the photographer took pics all all the people who attended
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!! smau and real life
pairing: charles leclerc x celebrity!fem reader
summary: in which charles doesn’t know who y/n y/l/n is and yn doesn’t know who charles is
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yn paris fashion week content upcoming <3 have a great day babes
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ynfilmz MOTHER WILL SERVE !!!
givenchy 🤍🤍🤍
honeymoon Beauty ❤️
emmachamberlain see u lovely
yns16 AAAAAAAA LEETS GOOO HAVE A GREAT DAY 2!!
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yndaily 📸 | Y/n arrives at the Givenchy show for Paris Fashion week!
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leclercupdates Charles just got inside the Givenchy show for Paris Fashion week!
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chacha1655 you’re doing great hunny 😄📸
sainzleclercf1 serve
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leclerccccyn MOTHER ARE U BESIDE CHARLES?!?
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yndaily 📸 | Charles Leclerc and Y/n Y/l/n sitting beside each other for the show!
via @ voguemagazine and @yn’s post !
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leclercpiano WHAT YNDAILY AND LECLERCUPDATES COLLAB POST????
user48393 WHAT THE FUCKKK
user9653 was not on my bingo card but YES
author lets pretend its them in the pic, kay? (:
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yndaily 📸| yn at the givenchy show!
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charles sat down quite early for the show. he had been invited to a few fashion shows this year and wanted to attend some as a break from racing. he was honored to be sitting first row.
charles was chatting with the people beside him when a girl took her seat beside him. he turned his head to her and he started to stare as you sent a smile to him.
he suddenly wished he took pierre’s advice and wore a suit seeing as you were wearing a stunning backless dress with a black train.
“charles leclerc” he smiled nervously “y/n y/l/n” you extended your hand and he shook it.
“y/n! can we get a photo of you!” 3 photographers rushed over to her and she nodded with a smile. she soon nudged charles, who was staring at her, to lean in and join.
“have a good night, boys” you turn back to charles “so, you go to these shows often?” “no-no not much, work keeps me busy. you?” “fashion week is my favorite week of the year so.. yes”
“you- are in fashion?”charles tilted his head “Oh, no! I’m just some actress” “ah really?” “mhm, but i’ve been on a break for a while now just enjoying things” you shrugged “can’t take breaks like that where i work” you laughed “what do you do?”
“Just a racer” “you look like a Mercedes or Ferrari guy” you squinted your eyes. “Ferrari forever, belle” charles let that last part slip but thankfully the show was starting and you both just smiled at each other.
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yn truly exquisite
@givenchy honored to be here
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charles_leclerc Just some actress? 😂
⤷ yn @charles_leclerc just a racer?
⤷ charles_leclerc @yn You started it, belle.
⤷ yn @charles_leclerc je suis désolé, chérie. i’ll have to make it up to you next time
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⤷ f1yln @yn @charles_leclerc what the fuck just happened.
⤷ charlesupdates @yn @charles_leclerc the charles was too stunned to speak. SHE CALLED HIM SWEETHEART 😭
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charles_leclerc started following yn. 2h ago
yn started following charles_leclerc. 1m ago
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leclercupdates y/n and charles both now follow each other!
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ynleclerc next thing u know they’ll be married 😏
ynmother not vroom vroom man stealing MY wife.
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yndaily 📸| yn arrives at the ysl show!
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leclercupdates Charles arrives at the YSL show!
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ynleclerc my man squaring up knowing yn will be there 😭
gaslyleclerc SERVEDDDD
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charles_leclerc Wow! @YSL ❤️
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ynloml AHAAHHAA YN GOT CHARLES TO POST FASHION WEEK CONTENT DUBSS
yn told you u should post this ;)
⤷ charles_leclerc @yn It seems you’re always right 🤷♂️
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yn winky winky
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pierregasly winky winky
⤷ yn @ pierregasly alpine
⤷ pierregasly @yn @charles_leclerc taught you well
⤷ carlossainz55 @ pierregasly @yn winky winky
⤷ yn @ carlossainz55 forza ferrari ❤️
⤷ carlossainz55 @charles_leclerc she’s a keeper
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⤷ yn @ carlossainz55 @charles_leclerc is that so?
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charles_leclerc ❤️❤️❤️
⤷ yn @charles_leclerc thanks for the racing lesson❤️🔥
⤷ charles_leclerc @yn Anytime ;)
carlossainz55 Come to the paddock?
⤷yn @carlossainz55 kinda wish the other ferrari asked me but sure, carlos
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⤷scuderiaferrari @charles_leclerc ❤️🏎️
f1griddd bro summoned the whole grid
august 17, 2023
Charles Leclerc ✓⃝
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Charles Leclerc
Apologies, belle.
Would you like to come to the paddock at Netherlands next week? :)
.yn
charles, if you’re asking because half of the grid just spammed you, please don’t feel pressured to do so.
i was just kidding but if you want me there, i’d
happily go
Charles Leclerc
No! I want you there but I was not
sure if you’d like to come
yn
25th, correct?
Charles Leclerc
Yes, belle❤️
yn
you better win leclerc❤️
Charles Leclerc
I’ll do my best, it would be a shame
if I lost within your presence 😂
yn
mhmmm in your dreams
night leclerc
Charles Leclerc
goodnight, belle
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yn red isn’t really my color but it’ll do for today
congrats on pole position leclerc @charles_leclerc
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f1rrari OH HE DOWN BADDDD LOOK AT THAT EYE CONTACT
charles_leclerc What are you talking about, you look great in every color, especially red❤️
⤷ yn @charles_leclerc i guess you’ll have to invite me to more races so i get to wear it more 🤷🏻♀️
⤷ charles_leclerc @yn I guess I will
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yn he said he’ll do his best…
i don’t know much about f1 but apparently leclerc got p1 (is that correct)?? and i could not be more proud of this silly guy! keep it up monaco’s princess 🏎️
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scuderriaferrari Nice to have you at the garage ❤️
charles_leclerc Very proud you know what P1 is! Thank you, belle ❤️❤️❤️
ynbabes she really said fuck soft launches 😞
august 27, 2023
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charles_leclerc Very glad to be back on the podium! Congrats to @ carlossainz55 on P2! Thank you to @yn, I could hear your screams a mile away even if you don’t know what is happening❤️😘
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yn oops.. was i that loud
⤷carlossainz55 yes
⤷danielricciardo yes
⤷landonorris yes
⤷charles_leclerc yes but it is the thought that counts🙂
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charles_leclerc P1! Great race with everything maximized today🙂 Thank you to everyone, the team, and @yn for screaming much louder ❤️❤️❤️
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yn ❤️❤️❤️
ynleclerc YEAH THEYRE DEFO A THINGGGG
august 30, 2023
abbie🏎️ @ynsleclerc • 1h
no bcuz why was charles spotted with a brunette a while ago………… YN BABY IS YNCHARLES STILL ALIVE??
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yn my bad, i’ll stop coloring my hair so you guys don’t get confused ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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charles_leclerc Only woman for me, belle❤️ Don’t get too jealous 😂
⤷ yn @charles_leclerc my man, guys! my man!!!!!
pierregasly thank god it’s official. you’re all charles talks about
⤷ charles_leclerc what the hell, pierre!😂
ynleclerc should i change my username to reserve it for you?
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charles_leclerc My belle ❤️ It is just us and that is all that matters. You have supported me like no other and I am always thankful. I do not know much about fashion but thank you to the person who seated us together. I will listen to you talk about which shirt matches which skirt for hours as long as it’s you talking. Te amo, Je t’aime, I love you in all languages ❤️❤️❤️
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ynleclerc giggling silly gf x poetic bf
leclerc1655 THE TEXT ON THE 2ND POST??
⤷ charles_leclerc Just a joke but one day❤️
yn wait i feel bad for making my caption silly now..
⤷ charles_leclerc but it’s true… brunette, blond, or dark hair, you’ll always be the girl with me :)
yn je t’aime chérie, i’d learn f1 mechanics for you anyday and scream till my voice gives out<3
#charles leclerc fanfic#charles leclerc#charles leclerc x you#f1 fanfic#f1 imagines#formula 1#charles leclerc x female reader#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc imagine#charles lecrelc#scuderia ferrari#forza ferrari#charles leclerc 16#smau#social media au
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Happy Birthday Liza 🎉
Liza Minnelli was born on March 12, 1946, Beverly Boulevard, Los Angeles.
👉 February 18th, 1990 - Queen Story!
Freddie Mercury's final public appearance on stage when he joined the rest of Queen in London to collect the Brit Award for Outstanding Contribution to Music.
All the band members attended, Brian May giving a short speech.
In this photo: Huge party took place after at Groucho Club in Soho for Queen's 20th Anniversary Party
🔸CIRCUS: What’s your favorite form of entertainment?
MERCURY: Listening to Jimi Hendrix; Liza Minnelli; going to art galleries. I like most of the Victorian artists. I like lot of detail work, water colors, that sort of thing. And popular stuff like Dali.
CIRCUS: Would you like to date Liza Minnelli?
MERCURY: Oh, no. I would like to talk to her, yes.
CIRCUS: What do you think she would tell you?
MERCURY: I would just like to meet her after a performance and take it from there. I don’t know what she would say to me, or what I would say to her.
CIRCUS: I’d like to know what you think about these people: Jimi Hendrix, Liza Minnelli, Led Zeppelin…
MERCURY: Jimi Hendrix is very important. He’s my idol. He sort of epitomizes, from his presentation onstage, the whole works of a rock star. There’s no way you can compare him. You either have the magic or you don’t. There’s no way you can work up to it. There’s nobody who can take his place. Liza, in terms of sheer talent, just oozes with it. She has sheer energy and stamina, which she gets across the stage, and the way she delivers herself to the public is a good influence. There is a lot to learn from her. Led Zeppelin is the greatest. Robert Plant is one of the most original vocalists of our time. As a rock band they deserve the kind of success they’re getting
- Freddie Mercury
Interview Circus Magazine 1975
Pic: Freddie Mercury with Liza Minnelli at Queen's 20th Anniversary Party
📸 Photographer Richard Young
#liza minnelli#1990#1946#happy birthday#london#zanzibar#legend#queen#brian may#john deacon#freddiebulsara#queen band#freddie mercury#roger taylor#richard young
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High School
Wait …what?
Wasn’t that like forty years ago?
I graduated from high school in 1984. Even at the tender age of eighteen, I was into transitioning. I transitioned to college life, fatherhood, marriage, career, multiple fatherhood, home ownership, parenting kids through college, middle age, retirement (current teacher in transition), world and country traveler to …uh, now! High school? That thirty nine years, three sons, one wife, eight dogs, two diplomas, a mortgage and four grandchildren ago. WTF? Why does it matter so much? It’s such a brief period in our lives yet it carries such tremendous, emotional baggage. Some of it I get; if you married your high school sweetheart or were an athletic or academic superstar. I wasn’t. I carried books home five times …literally five times in four years. By the beginning of my junior year, I had quit all athletics and committed myself to the high Art of being a sophomoric, immature, n’er do well class clown. I engaged in nothing socially redeeming while in high school and played a PG-13/R rated “Animal House” or more likely a “Dazed and Confused” homage. Fun times, but not glorious.
Three members of the Great Quadrumvirate celebrated their 40th high school reunion last week. (They are a year or two older than me) They did all the usual: salute to fallen classmates; attended the high school football game, gave out cheesy awards; took pics and drank just enough to remind them that they are no longer eighteen. I myself never attended my 10th, 20th, 25th or 30th reunions and I’m certain I won’t go next year to our 40th. I dunno why. I did create an alternative soirée: The Low Class, No Class Anti-reunion for the 20th, 25th. The real deal just didn’t appeal to me. I literally talk to three people from those years (five if you count my wife and twin brother) Several classmates are persona non gratia and other close friends have moved on from this realm. But even with all that, the feelings and emotions of that era sneak back into my psyche. I’m at a loss.
Why is it that these four years can be so idyllic and emotionally crippling at the same time? Some guys can never grow past it, some guys don’t survive it, some …me …have been past it for decades. Life changed quickly and dramatically for me and I became insta-adult. That circumstance and disappearance of my friends probably has a place into why I got past it so quickly; yet the memories can be quite vivid. All leading back to the conundrum …why the powerful emotional bond?
I taught junior high and high school for thirty years and looking back, perhaps the answer is a bit clear. Putting aside the obvious situations of high school sweethearts and special friends …there was/is a dreamlike sense of being stronger than reality. It is the last time we are safe from the struggles of the real world, the last time we are protected from consequence, and the last time we are free to dream without the encumbrance of the reality. We could be anything. Every student athlete was sure they were going pro; every bookworm was going to be a writer; we were all going to be rich and marry beautiful people! It was all ripe for the taking. Disappointment and discouragement were foreign languages. We could dream anything. We had a classmate who was going to design Rock album covers …and he did, for our junior year book. He was gonna do it! I was going to photograph for National Geographic, I had a helluva 35mm SLR rig …it was gonna happen! My brother was going to be a truck driver, several buddies were going to be rock stars. We planned with unrestricted vigor and had very, very little understanding of how tragedy, failure and disappointment were and are regular features of living.
I’m not implying at all that life since then has been less than wonderful; I’ve had a great life thus far and will go forward making dreams come true; but I have wisdom now. I like wisdom, I still like being a smart ass, but do I want to relive those years? No, well, …no, not not at all. But sometimes, that mindset of magic possibilities creeps back in and you think, maybe …why not? I can still dream …can’t I ?
Just for a moment, I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain*
*Fogleberg, Dan; “Same Old Lang Syne;” The Innocent Age; Full Moon Records; November, 1980
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Travel Blog Polaris Hamburg! - 14. October 2023
As another rather local-ish convention I decided to check out the Polaris in Hamburg this year. It's a travel of 2 hours by train but a rather convienent route with only changing trains once and I was in Hamburg quite often, therefore Ticket was booked for a day quickly even though I was going there alone with not knowing anyone there. I had some brief contacts who were supposed to be there but didn't end up meeting.
For the full day:
It started super early for me as - like mentioned - the travel time by train was 2 hours and I wanted to get there quite early as autumn break just started and I feared the trains would be filled to the brim (which would be turn out to be true later on). The overall ride was quite relaxing, I had time to read further into the book I started earlier this year. I went into the train in full cosplay as I didn't want to change later on, I didn't want to travel with a wig head and all that.
As I arrived in Hamburg gladly the dear mahein.design (insta) had spotted me in the train before and asked if we would go to the Convention location together, I was full on lost Allen mode and agreed. We took another train and walked a bit. Lost each other then though as he had to change into his cosplay attire and go through the weapony check, I just had Timcampy with me.
The first (of two) Halls I went to was the one with Muchi Markt - the food theme was all over here, you had different food vendors like Bubble Tea, Japanese Crepe etc, also the fitting stage to go with different workshops/events.
Then Valdhaym a roleplay/tabletop based part of the hall, merging with Neo Taki which had also a bigger stage for Quiz and Anime themed presentations. All over you had TONS of artists showcasing their work, no matter which themes, Anime, Manga, Series, Comic, Cute etc. you had different other Content Creators and Photographers, even a Stage for Just Dance performances, vendors with merchandise and pottery. it surely was a lot. Also there was the possibility to book Meet&Greets with bigger names of the german YouTube/Twich Community.
What I really loved was that you had SPACE to walk around even when a lot of people were around, the artists had space to move around, you always were able to navigate around.
The other hall had the Sandbox and the Cyberdome.
The Sandbox was all about gaming, they had vendors like Nintendo and Capcom, an exhibition about consoles and games, a fleamarket for games and more photo corners.
The Cyberdome was all about PCs, from Modding to anything else. They also had a Parcour you could use to show off your skills and a huge stage for the program. As you can see it was a lot of room.
The only downside I saw here truly was: there was only two (three if you counted outside) sanitary spots and ... you basically had to decide 30 minutes prior if you had to pee :') some more toilets set up outside would help greatly, especially if the day is sold out.
I mentioned photo spots! There were some set up like in the first pic here but also bit pop up spots and some were set in containers with differend themed to take photos at, that's a super cool idea! Sadly I didn't have a photographer with me therefore I skipped on taking pics there.
I was able to make some people smile with my Allen Cosplay and even able to talk a bit about the fact that the series is indeed still on going!
Also I'm very proud of myself to ask every cosplayer of DGM I came across for photos. You might now I suffer from severe social anxiety and usually need a safe person to push me forward. That's why I was a bit nervous in regards of attending the whole convention alone. Usually I get to a point in which I space out and then am overstimulated and it's just dead end for me, either mental breakdown or braindead.
But I managed super well. I went slow through the con, over and over again, taking breaks here and there. And I actually bought things I was eyeing for a while, commissioned a drawing and even bought food (yes that has been an issue too, like actually talking to people and ordering food, like a normal human? Gasp nope.).
My personal highlight and the first thing I got was this japanese crepe by Mimi's Crepe, a store I wanted to visit for a while and just had learned they would vendor at the con! What a great coincidence, they even had a convention special, with Matcha and Azuki Bean Paste.
The little foodie that I am I decided to try more later on, I am still super proud I ordered so much and just went for it. One is a falafel bowl with salad, sweet potato fries and Mango Chutney, as the serving was super small I got a Matcha Latte Bubble Tea as Desser, never had one with Tapioca, super chewy and fun.
With another 2 hour ride upon me I decided to head back to the train around 5 in the evening and said good bye to the convention, it was getting a bit empty anyways.
This time going back to the train station all by myself. Adventure underground here. Hah. but I remebered that line from a doll meet years ago luckily. It was easier than before as I arrived directly at the main station this time.
I had a few minutes left at the main station before boarding my train and wanted another little something .. I got a yogurt with berries but look at those pretty donuts. German Donuts are expensive af though and I felt like I only lived off sugar the day, therefore i only snatched a photo.
The train back was incredibly full... the security personell even dared to evacute the train if people wouldn't remove their bags from the seats (wtf why is that still a thing?) - I got a single seat at my first train.
Also we had another announcement which was "It's nice to know none of you likes to move but there is plenty of seats in wagon 5, 6 and 6! You know this is a train, it's hollow from the inside, you can walk through it" .. I had to laugh.
Drew a bit and enjoyed my little snack. Later as I had to change trains I stood next to a non german speaking family and their kid pointed fingers at me and laughed, I was seriously too tired to begin a fight against a full family but please teach your children some manners. Also kid: at least be brave enough to insult me in the native language of the country you are in. I have the courage to live my life to its fullest and walk around in a costume in a train full of people, I don't hide behind a full family to be an asshole about not understanding why people dress differently like you are used to see. No I tell people they should move aside and stick to the rules, even with severe social anxiety. Suck it up.
As I then changed trains I .. met Mahein.Design again and we shared the space in the other train, chatting along a bit until I had to get off. Thank you for the nice hour it was a pleasure to meet you! I also read and sketched a bit more.
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Not true the pap pics of harry and Taylor are from a different agency that the photographers working at the event. And are different from the paps waiting outside who took pics of Tom hiddlestone and others outside. Those paps were there for them only. This said people needs to understand harry couldn’t care less about privacy he just lies when he cries about separating his public and private life
The paps were going to be at that event, regardless of if Harry was there or not. It’s a public event with multiple celebrities in attendance. Even if Harry didn’t show up the paparazzi would’ve still got those pictures through the window. It’s not a matter of him, caring or not caring about his private life we know he doesn’t care, the paparazzi saw an opportunity and they took it.  Now the paparazzi being at an enclosed wedding that’s private, not shown to the public at all is blatant calling the paparazzi on himself. He was not doing anything personal with Taylor. At that event he was there to support her most likely as her partner. But as we said before, it’s a public professional event, we’re not going to get PDA and they weren’t going to overdo it.
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MOTÖRMUSIC IN VENOM'S HOMETOWN -- I'M CERTAIN ALL MEMBERS WERE IN ATTENDANCE.
PIC(S) INFO: Train kept a-rollin', so does "Motörhead Monday" -- Spotlight on MOTÖRHEAD, performing live at Newcastle City Hall, Newcastle, UK, during their king-making "Overkill" Tour c. 1979. 📸: Paul White.
PIC #3: The bonus pic solely of Lemmy may or may not be from the "Overkill" tour as well, but possibly from their "Bomber" leg. 📸: Paul White.
OVERVIEW: "Roksnaps are fan photographs which captured the atmosphere of concerts on Tyneside during the late 70’s and early 80’s.
It was a time when rock and metal bands ruled the city halls up and down the country. On Tyneside we had the main venues of Mecca in Sunderland, The Mayfair and City Hall in Newcastle.
The gigs were packed with tribes of mostly young lads from towns across the North East. T-shirts, programmes and autographs were hunted down to collect as a souvenir – and some people took photographs on the night.
One fan who kept his photos and shared them on this blog was Paul White…"
-- ALIKIVI UK: NORTH EAST CULTURE, "ROKSNAPS #5 with Paul White," published June 20, 2018
Source: https://garyalikivi.com/2018/06/20/roksnaps-5.
#MOTÖRHEAD#MOTÖRHEAD 1979#70s#Proto-thrash#Metalpunk#Overkill Tour#Overkill#RockandRoll#SuperSeventies#Overkill Tour 1979#Bomber Tour 1979#Overkill UK Tour#MotörheadMonday#Newcastle City Hall#Newcastle UK#Lemmy Kilmister#Fast Eddie Clarke#Philthy Animal Taylor#Overkill 1979#Overkill UK Tour 1979#Heavy Metal#Punkmetal#Newcastle-Upon-Tyne#MOTÖRHEAD Overkill#Bomber 1979#MOTÖRHEAD Overkill 1979#Lemmy#Newcastle Upon Tyne#Newcastle#1970s
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Remember when this picture came out and we all freaked out 😭😭😭🖤❤🤍
#they look so beautiful#they're gorgeous for real😭#like holy shit#also reminder this is a private wedding so this pic wasn't from paps#the photographer took pics all all the people who attended#not just them!!!#so fuck you larries#elounor
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Quarterly Fic Recs 2021 #2
Hello! I’m back with another rec list! Here are fics I’ve read, loved and thoroughly enjoyed in the second quarter of 2021! They are all very wonderful fics! Each story has its own genre, warnings (and are mostly 18+), so please take that into consideration before reading. If any authors would like me to untag them, please let me know. Enjoy!
Yoongi
before i leave you @hollyhomburg
summary: Yoongi Disappears- leaving behind a shattered pack. 8 months later, Jimin finds Yoongi in an H-mart of all places.
Hoseok
heart-on @junghelioseok
summary: my boss is always telling me how perfect her son would be for me and she promises he’s coming to the next holiday party and don’t worry he’s heard all about me too and ALSO there’s this dude i slept with once a couple of months ago and sometimes he still sends me dick pics when i ask him to at 3 in the morning cause seriously dude’s got a good dick
Jungkook
charmolypi @njssi
summary: Work and pleasure should never be combined — or so the saying goes. But you were never really one to follow the rules in their entirety and neither were the ones around you. Love, lust, interest. Five people. In the workplace. What could go wrong? Everyone just wants to get something, after all.
when you least expect it @johobi
summary: You’re in love with your childhood friend, Taehyung. The problem is, you treasure your friendship with him far too much to ever risk losing it. Oh, and he’s quite the Casanova. At your wits’ end with feelings you can no longer hide as diligently as you once did, you ask him to set you up with someone, anyone, in a last ditch attempt to avoid a heartbreaking conversation.
wherever there is you @jeonstudios
summary: you’ve been drinking, haven’t you?
instant gratification @dovechim
fuckboi@jungkook x cheerleader!reader
haze @yyooni
summary: So you’ve fucked the biggest fuck boy on campus. It’s a one and done. One night stand. A wham bam thank you ma’am. So why does it happen again?
OT7/Multiple Members
because i’m yours @minniepetals
summary: you should have known they’d never let you go after gathering the courage to ask for a kiss
blazed @ironicarmy
summary: Your friends try to cheer you up during Christmastime, but things go south once Hoseok appears with a mysterious brown bag.
Seokjin
one step @cutechim
summary: attending an ex’s wedding is never easy, but you might just have the perfect remedy—if you can pluck up the courage to take it.
platonic @joheunsaram
summary: Finding a new method for stress relief, you rope in your bestfriend/fwb to try it out with you.
show me yours and i’ll show you mine @ktheist
summary: you’re a horny bunny yet kim seokjin always seems to manage to slide out of your grasps like a fox every time.
Yoongi
before i leave you pt. 7 @/hollyhomburg
summary: Pack omega kim Seokjin knows how to handle things when they go south (or alternatively you get triggered, Yoongi has a panic attack, and it’s a good thing the pack is there to help)
Hoseok
risky business @yoonjinkooked
summary: The person who invented smart glass office walls knew what they were doing. Your secretary fucks you stupid in the office.
snapshot @xjoonchildx
summary: after a day at the beach, hoseok has some surprises in store for his longtime love
keep me warm @ppersonna
summary: camping is always a great time when you’re with your friends, but even better with your boyfriend, hoseok.
it’s you @jinpanman
summary: An accidental confession throws your years-long friendship with Hoseok into disarray.
Namjoon
love bytes @stutterfly
summary: It’s been a year since you first met Kim Namjoon, the passionate, talented English professor at the local campus. He’s always been clumsy and aloof, but he’s on a whole new level in terms of “technologically incapable.” One call to IT was all it took to pull you into his life, and with it a whole string of friendships full of flirtatious banter and undying support.
Your dating situation has been drier than the Sahara for years now, and you’ve wasted too many lonely nights drinking alone, so you try your hand at Tinder. But you’re not getting any bites. When the group finds out, they are more than willing to help–even Namjoon, though he finds it increasingly difficult to deny that he’s hopelessly smitten. You consider their opinions on potential Tinder dates while fighting off feelings you never knew were brewing for the caring soul who becomes the home you never had.
out of my league @/ppersona
summary: Kim Namjoon was never supposed to find out about your years-long hopeless crush on him. And he most definitely was not supposed to find out about it in front of all your coworkers in a company-wide meeting.
so this is love @jinpanman
summary: “So this is the miracle that I’ve been dreaming of. So this is love.”
problem solved @sugasbabiie
summary: Namjoon helps you with more than math problems tonight.
love is @hxseok-honee
summary: they say that love is supposed to transcend time and space and that it knows no limits. but putting an ocean and thousands of miles between two people won’t make things any easier, will it?
Jimin
potent pink @dntaewithluv
summary: The first time you see Park Jimin you’re instantly entranced by him. And it turns out he lives in the apartment next to the one you’re moving into, so even better he’s your hot neighbor. When the previous tenant confesses to you that he was the best hook up she ever had, you’re that much more intrigued. The first time you meet him, however, you’re deciding immediately that you hate him and want to stay as far away from him as possible. Jimin is determined to be a constant in your life though, and he definitely is that. Both a constant flirt and a constant pain in your ass. Is a ruined second impression enough to prevent you from ever giving him a second chance?
Taehyung
hush, yeah? @kithtaehyung
summary: the innocent accident that started it all
unfinished business @/dntaewithluv
summary: Besides wanting to catch up with some old friends, there’s only one reason you found yourself agreeing to attend your 10 year high school reunion. The boy you were in love with back then is going to be there, and you’re determined to finally make your move. Except, unfortunately, it turns out that Kim Seokjin is very much happily married. Kim Taehyung, however, is very much single and feels like he has something to prove to you after you turned him down all those years ago. One night is all it takes to make you realize you made the biggest mistake of your life.
under the covers @jessikahathaway
spy!au
darling @bloomsuga
summary: “go to sleep, darling.”
as endless as the stars ^
summary: he waited 160 years to meet you again, and now that he has, he’s not letting go. or: “i love you as deep as the ocean and as endless as the stars”
dirty dishes @jaysdimples
summary: when your boyfriend can’t seem to keep his hands to himself so he stirs up a little trouble in the kitchen while everyone else is a few feet away in the next room
devotion @/sweetbunnykook
summary: You and Taehyung were inseparable once. When you come back to your hometown after three years, fate pulls you back to him. And this time, Taehyung won’t ever keep his eyes off of you.
Jungkook
commercial break; twelve @1kook
summary: Anyway, if it was up to Jungkook, Kim Doyeon would not be a member of the Engagement Ring Committee.
tease @adonis-koo
summary:You came with the intentions of your best friend landing a job as a stripper. You never meant to catch the eyes of the king stripper of the establishment- Jeon Jungkook, yourself. With what was supposed to be a harmless way of paying off college debt faster you find yourself falling into a very odd and passionate relationship with your new mentor. Between infidelity, passion and jealousy there’s never a dull moment at Cherry Bomb.
jock!jk @angelguk
summary: going raw with jock jk
evolution of a lover’s heart @jeonstudios
summary: the rules are simple: first one to take the virginity wins.
euphoria @btssavedmylifeblr
summary: At the end of your life, you are given one day to live again with the man you loved. A lifetime’s love story told in a single day.
idealizations concerning real life relations @venusiangguk
summary: jungkook loves to be loved, but he doesn’t love in return.
relax @itsbuffsanta
summary: jk is antsy after the concert, so you help him relax.
employee of the month @/dntaewithluv
summary: Sometimes it truly amazes you how much of an idiot your boyfriend can be. But you also find it impossible to say no to him. Even when it involves letting him fuck you at his work on the same day that he gets awarded employee of the month…
ego 08 @suga-kookiemonster
summary: what’s a girl to do when her sweet, innocent baby lab partner isn’t quite so sweet and innocent? well, he’s a grown-ass man, and you’re about to learn that the hard way.
only you 10 @sweetbunnykook
summary: Jeon Jungkook, your wedding photographer, helps you escape on your big day upon learning about a secret your groom-to-be kept hidden. You soon fall for this young, passionate photographer. However, you underestimated just how much he was willing to reciprocate that love. Maybe, you think, he’s loving you just a little too much.
lunchbox lovers @jiminrings
stem major!koo x cold senior!y/n
crunchyroll & rail @/1kook
summary: Never mind the fact you really like Sailor Moon, or that you really want to pay attention to every little detail; the moment becomes Jungkook and his big smile and his red cheeks and the tiny box he produces from within his pocket.
only for you @jikookiekosmos
summary: It’s the night before your wedding and you should be happy…but a fight with your fiancé leaves you second guessing everything. A visit from the blue-haired boy of your dreams is just what you need to make it right.
lillies @dewykth
summary: “… white lines, pretty baby, tattoos, don’t know what they mean, they’re special just for you…”
bluekooberry @kimtaehyunq
summary: Your adoring boyfriend, Jungkook, surprises you with a brand new hairstyle before your trip to visit him for the weekend. He’s excited to see you, feed you, and give you exactly what you want.
bad reputation @noteguk
summary: in which you have to deal with some strange emotions for the first time.
not yet @bratkook
summary: jungkook feels the pang of guilt in his gut when you spot your recent ex out with his new girl, and what better way to make the jerk hurt than to have him believe you were now dating him, the neighbor he had been insecure about your whole relationship
incoming: elite chatboy @kookingtae
summary: welcome to Elite Chatroom, a sex chat company with a wide variety of services such as text messaging, phone call, and video chat. you signed up online for the most basic text service plan not knowing what to expect, but you certainly didn’t think you’d end up actually liking the man behind the screen.
ineffable @euphoria-vmin7
summary: your best friend Jeon Jeongguk has always been amazing and deserved the best, so you’ve hid your love for him. But unbeknowsnt to you, there may be feelings that could change everything between you two…
touch @gardentulips
summary: when you tease and please one another
Multiple Members
friendly fire @kpopfanfictrash
summary: The dynamic: Hoseok; your friend and previous fuck buddy. Jungkook; Hoseok’s roommate and subject of your massive crush. The scene: determined not to drunk-gush about your crush any more (to his face), you decide to seclude yourself from all campus parties. Until, of course, Hoseok guilts you into a favor. Things spiral from there.
the boys are back in town @/dntaewithluv
summary: Getting stood up by your date definitely hadn’t been on your agenda for the evening. Also definitely not on your agenda: bumping into Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook. Together. On the same exact night. It’s been a while since you’ve seen your two best friends, as well as lovers on multiple occasions, from your high school and college days. A chance meeting, some drinks, and a trip down memory lane is all it takes to reignite the attraction between the three of you. Old habits die hard, but these two? They just might be the death of you.
ruin you @taegularities
summary: “His eyes hold unfathomable darkness that lures you in, captures your very soul, steals any air you are trying to draw. And you know without a doubt that you’re on the path to utter and irrevocable ruination.”
ruin you (once more) ^
summary: Taehyung and Jungkook can’t keep their hands off you. Not even in the elevator.
Seokjin
kairos @luffles424
summary: When your financial aid falls through for your last year of school, you fear you’ll have to drop out and postpone your degree. Until Taehyung gives you a suggestion to make a lot of money, quick. His idea can’t possibly end well, can it?
appetence @luffles424
summary: appetence (n.) - an eager desire, an instinctive inclination; an attraction or a natural bondIt’s time for Seokjin’s rut. Are either of you prepared for this step?
tiny lights, tiny lies @ggukcangetit
summary: you aren’t sure when exactly your best friend’s brother went from being an oddly annoying set of broad shoulders to the shoulders you frequently fell asleep against.
Yoongi
the little things @kimtaehyunq
summary: When the present isn’t exactly enough for you right now, Yoongi is here for you through it all. He makes sure you know you aren’t alone and that it’s ok to feel alone.
cyberslut @kimnjss
summary: he has no idea who you are… up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
yoongi drabble @joonsgalore
life guard au
Hoseok
benefits @cutechim
summary: you and hoseok have taken the ‘friends’ out of friends with benefits, but exclusivity has its own perks.
Namjoon
namjoon drabble @lovetrivia
summary: You’re a hot girl on Twitch and Namjoon is an absolute simp.
Jimin
baby fever @writtenwhalien
summary: Jimin wants another baby, and much to your delight, he’s determined to give you one.
jimin drabble @/1kook
best friend au
small hands jimin drabble @lavishedinjimin
established relationship au
silk and lace @sunshyngal
summary: Min Nara is the newly dumped fiance to the Crown prince of Korea, Park Jimin. She’s not overtly upset , because at least now she can live her life without the pressure of the monarchy hanging over her head. Besides , Nara has a very dirty little secret. While she spends the day as the perfect high society girl with an impeccable pedigree , her nights are filled with lacy lingerie and webcams. Ignored by the man she’s meant to marry, she revels in the greedy lust of strangers on the internet. It’s her way of saying ‘fuck you’ to a system that sees her as nothing but a toy, molded for the future King. Park Jimin doesn’t know the first thing about his supposed fiancee. And he has no intention of learning either. He knows just what debutante girls are like and he has no patience for the kind. Besides, his girlfriend of three years, the elegant and independent Irene is everything he would ever want in a wife . Or is she?Because in the secrecy of his office , after the day’s work is done , Park Jimin has a very scintillating vice that he likes to indulge in : the beautiful camgirl who calls herself the Temptress. Jimin can’t get enough of the girl’s lush thighs wrapped in silk, the pretty pink of her nipples in see through bralettes and the glittering temptation of the jeweled plugs she likes to stuff herself full with.Jimin thinks she embodies everything he can never allow himself to have as a Prince : filth, sin and decadence , all wrapped up in Silk and Lace.
Taehyung
nip it in the bud @opaljm
summary: You’re not sure how you ended up here, but maybe a shitty ex and a horrible breakup had a hand in what placed you in front of the tattoo parlor. It was already a nerve-wracking experience, but what you never expected was seeing that the owner and artist giving you nipple piercings was your older brother’s best friend you hadn’t seen in ages. to make things even worse, he got fucking hotter.
taehyung drabble @joonsgalore
sugar daddy au
peanut @jungxk
summary: the making of peanut.
Jungkook
pretty kitty @venusiangguk
summary: you’re jk’s baby, his toy, and now his pretty little pet.
heavy metal @hisunshiine
summary: You come home from a trip to find your fuckbuddy has a… hole-y surprise.
devour @bloomsuga
summary: my sweet angel… i am going to devour you
grain of sand @jungkookiebus
summary: Blind since the age of 18 from a genetic disorder, Jungkook walked through life as if he never lost it, but on one fateful day seven years ago he literally almost runs into you. He fell in love nearly immediately. Fast forward to the present and it’s just another day in your quiet life with him by your side.
under the oak tree @mingoyeob
summary: as the eldest daughter of a duke, it’s your duty to marry at your father’s will. yet you didn’t expect to be marrying jeon jungkook, a knight of low status, especially when he departs for an expedition without another word after your first night. when he comes back three years later, this time as a renowned hero, how will you be able to face him and how will things change between you and your new husband?
jungkook drabble @1kook
dilf!jk
commercial break: thirteen ^
summary: Because for as much shit as you let him get away with, Jungkook is certain you’ll draw the line today.
sh. @wwilloww
summary: How could you say no to a month away in the mountains with your friends after six months of grueling quarantine?
jungkook drabble @lavishedinjimin
daddy!jk
OT7/Multiple Members
the end @jimlingss
summary: It’s been a habit of yours to vent in the form of love letters. There’s six in total. They’re kept secret, hidden in your closet. But on your 30th birthday, what you least expect is for each letter to become reality. All done by the whacky ghost of Christmas future trying to grant your birthday wish.
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Edinburgh born Stuart Fergusson Victor Sutcliffe Scottish painter and musician best known as the original bass guitarist for the Beatles died on April 10th 1962.
There are a few people who can lay claim to being “the fifth Beatle” few have as strong a case as Stuart Sutcliffe.
Stuart’s father was an engineer officer in the Merchant Navy; his mother was a school teacher, they moved to Liverpool when Stuart was 3.
His art career began early on when he created works of art for his Mother’s classroom. He attended Prescott Grammar School, and was accepted at age 16 to attend the Liverpool Regional College of Art. There in 1957, he met fellow art student and musician, John Lennon. He was persuaded by John to buy a bass guitar after he sold a painting for £65, he couldn’t play the instrument, but rest of the band ”sat” on him until he could hold a tune.
Sutcliffe and John Lennon are credited with inventing the name "Beetles" (sic), as they both liked Buddy Holly's band, the Crickets. They also had a fascination of group names with double meanings (as Crickets, for example, the word refers to both an insect as well as a sport), so John then came up with "The Beatles", from the word beat (though John's original spelling was "Beatals". As a member of the group when it was a five-piece band another “fifth Beatle” Pete Best was recruited just prior to their first Hamburg trip, becoming the bands fifth member, so technically Suttcliffe was the fourth Beatle!
From April 1961 to March 1962 he was a awarded a scholarship at the chief Hamburg Art School, under Edinburgh man, Eduardo Paolozzi, who was doing a year as visiting professor and who is considered one of the fathers of Pop Art. He took a keen interest in Sutcliffe recalled: “He had so much energy and was so very inventive.”
Stuart fell in love with photographer Astrid Kirchherr and choose to leave the Beatles and devote himself to his work as an artist. He was an artist, poet and writer first – and a musician second.
Stuart Sutcliffe died in Hamburg in on this day 1962 from a brain haemorrhage at the age of 21.
My favourite quote about Stuart Suttcliffe comes surprisingly not from, Lennon, but George Harrison
“He wasn't really a very good musician. In fact, he wasn't a musician at all until we talked him into buying a bass…. He picked up a few things and he practiced a bit…. It was a bit ropey, but it didn't matter at that time because he looked so cool.”
The first pic is of Stuart at the Top Ten Club in Hamburg, to me still shows how cool he looked The famous Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band cover, from 1967 features Stuart on the far left, and speaks volumes of how the band still thought of their former member, more than five years after his passing.
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Mia’s First Game
A/N: as requested, here’s the little blurb that I originally was going to post the other day but didn’t. Enjoy!
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With Mia being born at the end of January and the Leafs' season getting cut short at the beginning of May that year after a brief playoff run, she still hadn't been to a game. She was only three months old when the season finished, and although the thought of taking her to one of the games definitely crossed your mind, with how she was in the routine of falling asleep around 7pm every night, it just wasn't possible. However, as summer came and went, you knew you'd be taking Mia to her first NHL game to watch her dad once the season started back up again, and you were pretty excited about it.
The original plan was to take Mia to the Saturday game after the first home game of the season that took place earlier in the week. Auston's family was flying into Toronto on the Friday, so you and Mia would go to the game with them the following evening. However, shortly after Auston left to head down to SBA for the home-opener, that changed.
While talking on the phone with Steph, who was getting ready with a couple of the other wives and girlfriends of players, you became convinced not to spend your night at home. The girls booked a booth at SBA to all get-together and watch the game as a way to celebrate the new season starting, and of course, you and Mia were invited. But you kept declining because you were so set on attending Saturday's game, although you really had no reason not to go to both.
At eight months old, Mia was full of energy, and you knew she'd have a ton of fun hanging out with the other girls that she's come to know, all while cheering on Auston and the rest of the guys. You weren't sure why you didn't agree to just go in the first place regardless of whether you'd have to leave a little early and take Mia home, but the more you talked to Steph, the more you became convinced that you should.
However, with you being, well, you, there was no way you were going to start getting ready without talking to Auston's family first, seeing as you knew they were excited about going to the game with Mia on Saturday. They immediately told you not to worry about them and to go have fun with your friends, but not without mentioning how they'd be watching for Auston's reaction to one he realized you and Mia were there.
The thought of seeing your husband's surprised expression after noticing that his two girls were at the game made you smile, and you became even more excited as you quickly packed up your things, then grabbed Mia and left to go over and get ready at Steph and Mitch's place.
About two hours later, you and Mia were all dressed in your matching Matthews jerseys and were ready to go. It was great catching up with all the other wives and girlfriends that you hadn't gotten to see since your wedding at the end of July because after that, you got sucked into everything involved with moving from the downtown condo to your new house. You also met and welcomed some of the new girls that recently moved to Toronto with their man for the new season as well, all of whom were lovely.
Mia was having a great time too, and just by seeing how happy she was, you knew that you made the right call about going to the game. But, soon enough, it was time to go. After the whole group took some pictures in their jerseys, including Steph stealing Mia for some pics with her goddaughter, you all headed downtown together so you could watch your guys in action.
Upon arriving at the arena, your whole group went to the suite that was booked out for you girls to drop off your things, then you, Mia, and Steph headed to the Platinum Club so the three of you could be let up to the glass one warmups started. You chatted with a worker who was going to escort the three of you to the rinkside just as the Leafs took to the ice, as Mia babbled away in your arms and took in her surroundings.
Soon enough, the team was announced, and the crowd started going wild. You and Steph then followed the worker down the hall and walked right up the glass before waiting and watching as the guys took the ice. You could hear fans nearby talking and mentioning pointing out that Auston's wife and daughter were there, which made you a little nervous because Mia has never really been so in the public eye before. But, your nerves soon melted away.
"Mom, they're wearing Matthews jerseys like us," You heard a small voice speak up, then glanced over to where two kids were sitting with their parents. The little girl appeared to be maybe six or seven. Meanwhile, her brother seemed a bit younger. With how she was glancing up at who you assumed was her mom, obviously looking for a response, you knew that she was the one who mentioned the jerseys.
"Yes, honey," the mother replied. "That's Auston's family. They're here to watch the game just like we are."
Your heart swelled so much watching their interaction, and you could feel yourself getting a little emotional because of it. Steph chuckled slightly as she watched you but also had to admit that it was all pretty cute too.
Then another voice spoke up.
"Is this your little one's first game?" An older man who was sitting in the row behind the family asked you.
"It is," you confirmed with a smile, then glanced down at your daughter. "Except we decided to come last minute, so her dad doesn't even know we're here yet. Can you say hi, Mia?"
Mia squealed in response, then got all smiley, which made those sitting nearby laugh and awe a bit at just how cute she was.
"Your daughter is beautiful," a different woman stated, making you feel even more emotional than before.
"Thank you," you responded. "I still haven't fully accepted the fact that she looks more like Auston than she does me, but I'll get over it."
"Speaking of Auston, here he comes," said another person, but you didn't even get the chance to see who because you were turning back around to face the rink just as your husband skated down from centre ice and took a shot on net.
He scored, then skated over to the boards a little bit behind the net to where Mitch, John and Willy were all standing. They talked for a few seconds before Will's gaze drifted in your direction until he spotted you, Steph and Mia, a smile stretching across his mouth as he did so.
Will then nudged both Auston and Mitch, then pointed to where you were standing so they could see too.
Upon locking eye contact with you, Auston's face lit right up, and it wasn't long before he and Mitchy were both skating over to the corner.
There was no way the two of you would've been able to hear each other through the glass, so instead, Auston gave you a look as he approached, showing that he was surprised to see you there. He also expressed that he wasn't mad about it as he winked at you and grinned cheekily.
Once the two guys reached the glass, they started waving at Mia, and much to your surprise, she immediately recognized them even in all their hockey gear.
"Da-da," she said and then reached towards the glass. Acting fast, you shifted her in your hold and lifted her so that she'd stand on the little ledge around the boards and be face to face with Auston. "Da-da!"
Mia's smile grew even wider as she stared at her dad and banged on the glass a little bit while he waved at her and blew her kisses. You then looked at your cousin as he stood next to your husband and couldn't help but smile at how he was smiling so widely as he watched Mia and Auston.
Mitch then looked at you and gave you a knowing look as if to say you better not leave before he gets the chance to see his goddaughter after the game. You nodded in understanding, which made his smile grow even wider.
However, soon enough, the moment had to come to an end because Auston and Mitch both had a game to play. It wasn't until then that you noticed the Leafs photographer only a few feet away as well and knew that he had just captured that little moment forever.
Auston and Mitchy then waved bye to you, Mia and Steph before going back to the rest of the team to finish up their warmups and get ready to start the game.
Mark, the team photographer, then approached the three of you to show you the images he took. There was one of you holding Mia while facing the fans with your backs to the camera that showcased your Matthews jerseys, another of you, Mia and Steph, all standing together looking very happy as you waited for your guys. And then the last one, which was probably your favourite, was a closeup of Mia and Auston as they smiled at each other through the glass, then had you in the background looking at the two of them and smiling fondly. It was adorable, and Mark assured that he'd send the pictures to you and Auston once he edited them.
After that, the three of you headed back to the booth, but not without saying bye to the Leafs fans you chatted with and told them you hoped they enjoyed the game.
Everyone welcomed you back excitedly at the suite before you all settled in and got ready to watch your guys play their first game of the season.
The Leafs ended up winning, which had the energy in the arena feeling insane but in the best way possible. On top of it, Auston scored two of the goals, which helped result in the team's 4-3 victory over Calgary.
By the end of the game, Mia was very tired. However, she wasn't getting fussy. She just continued fighting so hard to keep her eyes open and enjoyed her time being around people she was comfortable within this entirely new setting.
As everyone began clearing out of their seats, your whole group went back down to the Platinum Club and waited for the guys. Steph carried Mia all the way there, but after a few minutes, Mia began reaching for you because whenever she got exhausted, she only wanted her parents and would become overly snuggly.
Once you took her from Steph, she immediately clung to you and leaned against your shoulder while you assured her that you'd be going home very soon.
A few minutes later, the guys started filing into the waiting area, all happy to see their significant others and families as they greeted them after their big win. As you waited for Auston, you spotted Mitchy first, and he wasted no time coming over to say hi to Mia but was also very respectful of the fact that she was exasperated.
Not long after that, Auston entered the room and smiled so wide again once he laid eyes on you and Mia.
"There's my girls," he greeted happily as he approached the two of you, then took Mia from your hold, awing as she let out a yawn and immediately snuggled against him. "You tired, mini?"
"She's very tired, but she's trying hard to stay awake at the moment," you explained, then smiled as Auston wrapped his other arm around your waist and pulled you in for a kiss.
"And how are you feeling, baby mama? This was your first big night out with Mia, and I must say, you both sure made my night by being here."
You rolled your eyes at his baby mama comment but couldn't help the blush that burned your cheeks at the rest of what he said.
"You're making it sound like I don't have a life, babe. But I'm good. Really glad I decided to bring Mia out tonight. We had a lot of fun, didn't we, sweet girl?"
Mia didn't respond. You didn't expect her to, especially with her minimal vocabulary. Instead, she mindlessly brought her hand up to her mouth and began sucking on it, then using her other hand to rub her cheek. She'd been teething like crazy lately, and those actions were what she did when her mouth was beginning to bother her.
You and Auston looked at each other knowingly after that because you both knew how if she were in discomfort, mixed with how she was already so exhausted, things would get real messy real soon. So, without even having to agree on it, you both started saying your goodbyes and headed home.
Deep down, you knew that night would probably be a little rough with Mia and trying to get her to sleep comfortably, but you weren't worried. You were so content and knew that Mia also had a good night out, so it was worth it. And besides, you didn't have to do it alone. Auston was there too, he wasn't going anywhere, and you knew you'd get through whatever else your little family needed to face together.
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Wedding Night
The date was August 21st. The time was around 7:30 pm. The sunset was slowing peaking out from the mountains that surrounded the banquet hall me and my loved ones were currently in. And my dress was....
Well, my dress was currently being zipped up by my maid of honor
Tonight was my wedding night with the love of my life, Nagito Komaeda. We've been together for about six years and engaged for a near two years. We've graduated college just earlier in the spring and the two of us will finally be joining in holy matrimony at the aisle. I felt the zipper being tugged all the way to my shoulder blades by my maid of honor and best friend, Sonia Nevermind. I turned back, smiling at the soft fabric hugging my skin
"You think he'll like it, Sonia?" I asked the blond, my nervous interior breaking out on my face. She gave me a reassuring smile, nodding
"Don't worry, (Y/N). Believe me when I tell you Nagito is still head over heels in love with you, even after all this time. It's been six years and he can still go on about you for ages," She let out a small chuckle, making me feel a lot more at ease. Normal couples usually move on from the 'honeymoon phase' after the first few weeks of dating, but me and Nagito were not a 'normal' couple. We were stuck in a never-ending honeymoon cycle to put it more precisely. But we would never change our lovey-dovey, sappy ways for anyone
As Sonia clipped my veil under my tiara, I heard the door click, revealing Mikan wearing a (F/C) bridesmaid dress, identical to Sonia's. Her dark purple hair was in a high ponytail. I was surprised how she got her hair to look natural in an updo, despite some strands being different lengths
"Umm....(Y/N)? It's time," She flashed her usual meek smile at me, making my cheeks blush. I turned to Sonia, who gave the same smile she showed my earlier. She linked my elbow with hers, taking me out of the dressing room, to the main hall
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As I linked elbows with Hajime, he walked me to the golden colored banquet hall, leading me down the white carpet with red rose petals scattered all over it. My smile never left my face as we walked down the aisle together, every step leading me closer to Nagito. He wore a white tuxedo with a gold tie and red rose pinned to his right breast pocket. I have no idea how Hajime and Kazuichi managed to tame his marshmallow locks back in a neat low bun, but it was working for him
"Thank you for walking me down the aisle, Hajime. It means a lot since my father couldn't be here," I sighed, whispering a thanks to my closest guy friend. Hajime gave me a sad smile, knowing that my father was on active duty overseas, but also knew that if he could, he would definitely be here with me
"It's no problem at all, (Y/N). You look stunning. Take good care of this one," He nodded his head lightly towards Nagito before giving me a quick kiss on the cheek, taking his place with the other groomsmen near Nagito. I took a few steps up the stage so I was directly under the silver arch that shined an elegant lighting over me and my future husband. Nagito's facial expression was enough to tell me what he was thinking
Just like that adorably loner back in high school.....he was in love
"You look like the angel of hope...." He muttered under his breath, taking in every single inch of my body adorned in white fabric, diamonds, and silver jewels. I blushed, looking down, only to feel his fingers lift my chin up, making my (E/C) orbs met his green ones
"Don't you look down, (Y/N). Otherwise, how am I going to kiss my angel?" He chuckled lightly, making me blush an even deeper red. We stared into each others' eyes a bit longer, time standing still, as if we were the only two people in the world. It was perfect
Until.....
"HEY! ARE YOU FREAKS GONNA GET THIS WEDDING STARTED OR WHAT?!"
Hiyoko shouted at us from the middle row of the left side. Mahiru shushed her, giving us an apologetic smile, making sure that the short blond didn't act out of line on our special night
"Remind me why we invited Hiyoko again?" Nagito asked me softly, making me flash him an apologetic smile of my own
"She's....sorta, kinda apart of my friend group....I guess. Hey, she hangs with Ibuki, Mahiru, and sometimes Mikan, that has to count for something" I shrugged, making him shake his head, but let out one last soft giggle before the priest cleared his voice, opening his bible between us
"Dear beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony......"
*Twenty minutes later*
"Nagito Komaeda. Do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"
Nagito didn't hesitate for a millisecond as he nodded, keeping his signature calm smile on his pale face
"I do,"
"(Y/N) (L/N). Do you this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do,"
"We will now begin the exchange of the rings. First, the man will place the ring on the woman's finger and repeat after me," He nodded towards Nagito as he pulled out a white gold halo ring with a princess cut diamond. He gently took my hand, slipping it on, hearing what the priest was saying to him. He didn't let go of my left hand as he put the ring on, but rather, took my right one too, squeezing them softly
"I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love. I, Nagito Komaeda, take you, (Y/N) (L/N), to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part," He vowed. After Nagito was done, I did the same, slipping on a white gold wedding band on his left finger, hearing the priest repeat the same dialogue to me, only switch the place of mine and Nagito's names
"I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love. I, (Y/N) (L/N), take you, Nagito Komaeda, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part," I told him with every ounce of my heart, earning a few awes from the crowd
"By virtue of the authority vested in me under the laws of Tokyo, Japan, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," The priest closed his book, taking a step back allowing Nagito to pull me close to smash his lips onto mine. Which is exactly what happened before I could even process the whole thought in my head. Before I knew it, I felt a pair of soft lips meet me glossy red ones
It was absolutely romantic and perfect. Nagito usually loves to take his time with our kisses, only giving me the best and heartfelt experience that he claims I deserve. Yet this one was different--we were married now. This kiss sealed the next chapter of our lives. And from the immense amount of passion he put in...I can see a hopeful future for us
Nagito pulled away, a bit of cheekiness in his usual smile. "I put on the chapstick like you wanted," He chuckled, making me smirk
"I thought there was something different," I mischievously teased him, but it was cut short by a cheerful voice in front of us
"Hey! Hey! You guys stand still, so I can take some pictures!" Mahiru smiled, kneeling down to get the best angle. "Come on, the happy couple, show me those smiles!" She encouraged, focusing her camera. Me and Nagito both blushed, as we posed with each other, allowing the Ultimate photographer take our wedding pictures
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After we took our wedding pics, Nagito carried me to the dining hall where we had our dinner. We were greeted by many congratulations and applauses as our loved ones cheered for us, allowing us some room, as we were the guests of honor. After dinner was over, Sonia popped some champagne, pouring herself, us, and Hajime a glass. After a long sip from her glass, she took a microphone, turning it on
"Good evening everyone! Thank you all for coming to the wedding of Nagito and (Y/N) Komaeda," She cheered, making everyone clap. My blond best friend turned to me, flashing me a smirk, knowing the words "(Y/N) Komaeda" would make my heart beat out of the control for the first few weeks of my new name. It was hard to believe Sonia was so naive and didn't fully understand foreign idioms and teasing. Well, it has been almost a decade since she settled down in Japan
"Now, it is honor the maid of honor and best man share speeches about the bride and groom. Please, if you allow me, I have a few words I would love to say about (Y/N)," She calmly stated in the microphone. She cleared her voice before she started her speech, everyone word clear and making my blush deepen into a dark red
"(Y/N) was the first friend I've made here when I moved to Japan. I honestly had no idea what was going to happen when I first attended Hope Peak's academy. I'm not denying that I've had great friends that stuck by my side and treated me well. They didn't see me as Princess Sonia Nevermind, but as Sonia Nevermind, the seventeen year old high school girl. I was so afraid to come out of my shell fully, despite everyone welcoming me with open arms. However, (Y/N) was the one to inspire me to be myself. She was the one who showed me not to be embarrassed about my origins or weird ways of thinking. I've confided in her more than anyone. She was my shoulder to lean on, my problems became hers, and her advice is what shaped me to be who I am today. In fact, without her, I probably wouldn't even be here in Japan still. It's all thanks to her that I can confidently call myself a bright young woman who got to where she is now not because of my status, but because of my hard work and determination. Two things I wouldn't have without this beautiful, intelligent, sweet lady that I had the honor to call my best friend," She moved aside, showing me to the party guests. Everyone cheered as Sonia finished her speech, only to fluster my even more, hugging Nagito closer so I could hide in his chest. I heard his laid back laugh, as he stroked my hair softly, whispering in my ear
"Don't be embarrassed, (Y/N). Every word Sonia says is true. You're truly the embodiment of hope for everyone. Especially for me," He assure me, making me pull my face from his chest, but still staying close to him. Mostly because his arm was on my waist and, from his grip, it seemed like he had no intention of letting me go
"And now, we will hear from the best man, Hajime Hinata," Sonia introduced the brunette man to the audience, as she handed him the mic. Hajime was greeted with applause as he tapped the microphone before sharing his speech
"Thank you, Sonia. Now, I would like start to by saying that being Nagito's best man is such an honor. He....we've may have not been the most popular people in school, but I can say with absolute certainty that it was an honor to be his best friend. Nagito was the first person to show me around and introduce me to everyone that I came to know as my classmate during our time in Hope Peaks academy. I can also say that it was during our time in high school that we've grown closer to each other and I've learned that Nagito wasn't that 'lonely weirdo' that everyone thought he was. He was just someone that wanted to be loved. And I trust that (Y/N) was able to give that to him. It was an honor to see my close friend grow as a better person with the love of his life by his side. We've supported each other and came to each other when we needed it the most. And as time went on, I've saw a shimmer of happiness bloom inside Nagito, his hope opening up inside of him. And I would like to believe it is because (Y/N) showed him what it's liked to be loved...along with much more. Thank you everyone...and thank you (Y/N)," Hajime turned to me, a smile plastered on his face "Please keep giving him hope" He nodded, turning off the mic. The crowd erupted in applause again, as the four of us drained our champagne glasses, finishing up our dinner
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(Third person POV)
"I'm so happy for you, Nagito!" Hajime exclaimed to his best friend, clinking his wine glass with Nagito's. The white haired boy smiled, a faint pink blush being painted on his cheeks
"Thank you, Hajime. I just can't believe it. I married the literal angel of hope....I feel like I can do anything with her by my side..." He sighed happily, taking a sip of his red wine
"Do you think you can get Miss. Sonia to marry me, Nagito?" Kazuichi asked him, pointing to her talking to me. Sonia must've heard their conversation as the blond princess winced at his words, moving closer to the bride. Nagito just chuckled, putting his glass down
"I think it really depends if she wants to, Kazuichi," He gently broke his spirit, as the pink haired man just grunted, crossing his arms. Gundham gave him a death glare, as Fuyuhiko tried to ease the tension between them by starting a new conversation
"I still can't believe Nagito out of all of us got married first. Well, I guess if this crazy bastard can get married, there's hope for our asses after all," He smiled lightly, shoving his hands in his pockets. Nagito's eyes light up, but this time, a mix of hope and despair twisted in them
"Did you say....hope?" He grinned, making all the guys roll their eyes, grimacing
"Seriously--Really?!" They all scolded-asked him, making the white haired man chuckle
"Sorry, sorry. I just....can't believe trash like me got married to a literal angel. She's the ray of hope I needed in my life...my savior...my everything. I love her so much. How can someone as gorgeous, smart, and hopeful as her love someone as worthless as me?" He questioned, his pink blush turning red as he watched the (H/C) haired girl clink her red wine with a group of her closest friends. Nagito was literally snapped out of his gaze, as his best friend snapped his fingers in front his face
"Hey, (Y/N) wouldn't like you talking about yourself like that. But I think now is the best time to stop gushing about her to us and go get your...hope," He gave Nagito a smile, nodding towards (Y/N)
"Ah, you're right, Hajime. I'll see you guys later," He excused himself from the groomsmen, going over to the group of girls. He saw his new wife talking to Peko, and waved in her direction
"(Y/N)!" He hollered, making his way towards her. The ultimate swords-woman put her glass down, not wanting to get in the way of the newly wedded couple
"I think I'll go and find young master. Congratulations again, (Y/N)," She told the bride one last time before going off in the opposite direction. Nagito took both hands of his angel, pulling her close to him
"I think it's time we have that first dance, don't you think so, my stunning hope?" He asked, making her nod
"I think you're right, marshmallow. Come," She gestured for him to follow her, as the made their way to the dance floor. Classical music filled the room, as the bride wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, his hands making his way towards her waist. They held each other close as they started to slow dance, gazing into each other's eyes
"I'm so glad you didn't let Ibuki play for our wedding and just hired a DJ. She can get a bit...eccentric with her music," He chuckled softly, making (Y/N) let out one of her own
"Yeah, we wouldn't want a repeat of my 19th birthday," The happy couple both slightly shuddered at the temporary loss of hearing all their friends and them included had when the ultimate musician played for (Y/N) during one of my birthday parties. Nagito nuzzled his nose with hers, before kissing her once again, whispering one more thing that made her blush
"This is hope, huh? Geez, how did I get so lucky?" He asked himself softly, dancing the night away with his ray of hope, looking forward to a hope filled future with his angel
(Bonus/Epilogue)
"Time for the bouquet toss!" (Y/N) cheered, brandishing her bouquet of red and white roses in her hand. All the females crowded behind her, already ready to brawl over the bundle of flowers. The (H/C) turned away, closing her eyes before throwing the flowers behind her. All of a sudden, the group of girls fought like wild animals, kicking and pulling each other's hair for the bouquet
"...........Maybe we shouldn't have included that, angel. I heard it was a bit played out too," Nagito winced, seeing Hiyoko kick Mikan in her crotch area
"I thought my bear crashed the wedding, but this.....how low can these mortals go for a small collection of earth floral? It's not like it's the lost jewel of the underworld," Gundham stated, watching the fight unfold with his arms crossed
"Wow! Who knew Miss Sonia could double leg takedown someone so hard?!" Kazuichi flashed a lovestruck smile, as Sonia smashed Mahiru to the floor by both her legs
"Peko! Go for the stomach! No, lower! Dammit!" Fuyuhiko yelled at the woman who was like an older sister to him, watching her use her bamboo sword on Akane
"AKANE! YOU GOT THIS! YOU MAY NOT HAVE A SWORD, BUT YOU HAVE DETERMINATION AND STRONG WILLPOWER! SHOW SOME SPIRIT!!!!!!" Nekomaru screamed, rooting for Akane during the fight between her and Peko
Hajime was the only man that remained silent as he was drinking the last of the orange juice at his table, trying to focus on reading a book on his phone. The fight went on for what seemed like a century only to end in....
"H-Huh?!"
Chiaki, who was fast asleep at her table and the only one not fighting over the bouquet, felt the flowers land on her lap. She rubbed her eyes, and picked up the bouquet in her hands. Smiling softly, she got up and walked over to Hajime
"Hajime. Look what I got," She showed him the flowers, making her boyfriend gasp, looking up from his phone
"Chiaki, I...." He grinned, taking it. "T-Thank you. I promise....maybe one day in the near future..." He turned to Nagito and (Y/N) "Don't take off those wedding decorations yet. We may have another couple using this place soon," He chuckled, making everyone (except Sonia, Mikan, and Hiyoko who were crying over losing the bouquet) cheer
Yep, this was definitely a night to remember
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This was based on a dream I had last night. 😳😂
Tommy imagine dream story
Warning: smut, unprotected sex, alcohol.
Your friends had invited you to come out with them to a social gathering that was being held at some beach house in LA. It was mentioned that celebrities would be in attendance also. You figured why not cause you had been stuck in your own little world for quite some time and you thought going out wasn’t gonna hurt. You decided to wear a black dress that was just above your knees. You weren’t really a dress kind of person but your friends told you to wear a dress. You looked at yourself in the mirror turned a little to see how it made your butt look. You slightly chuckled and approved of the dress.
They picked you up in a limo as you all made your way to the house. You got out of the limo, and there were photographers in attendance. You figured they wouldn’t snap pics of you at all but there they were taking pics of you and your friends. When you all reached inside you started to see all sorts of people regular to celebrities you smiled to yourself thinking how the hell you got lucky enough to be at such a party. You all made it towards the bar as you placed your tequila sunrise drink order. You glanced around at the crowd seeing people you were familiar with. “Can’t believe you all pulled me out to this” you said to your friends all excited as you took a sip of your drink.
You were mingling with some of the Sons of anarchy cast Charlie Hunman was the one you and your friend got into a conversation with. You felt as if you were being watched so you happened to look around and your eyes met with a man who you knew as the Tommy Flanagan. He looked away placing his hand on his cheek as he scratched it fit his finger. You looked back at your friend and Charlie slightly feeling nervous at who you just made eye contact with. You looked over your shoulder again at the Scotsman and he caught you looking at him next. You turned your head back placing your hand over your mouth trying to hide your shy smile from your friends so they wouldn’t notice.
It was a few times you had made eye contact with him and you felt yourself needing some air. Neither of you making the first move to confront what was happening. You told your friends you were stepping outside for a cigarette and they nodded. You opened the door to the fresh air you inhaled and exhaled in relief that you were away from all the conversations happening around you. You pulled a cigarette from your carton and placed it between your lips as you lit it up with your lighter room a long drag and you felt relieved. You thought you were just imagining your eye flirting with Tommy. You shook your head slightly and chuckled a little at the thought of him being interested in you. Shortly after your first drag you heard the door opening and slightly loud conversations of people talking came out of. You heard footsteps behind you.
The sound of the lighter going off and the footsteps continued closer towards you. You weren’t sure if you should look but you did. Then you saw him the one you were making eye contact with and he smiled at you as he slightly waved his hand smoke blowing out of between his lips. You smiled back and looked back at the ground as you looked ahead taking another drag of your cigarette. Then suddenly he was beside you “we’ve been stealing each other’s gazes a lot inside, have you not noticed?” He spoke to you as he took another drag. “I’ve noticed, just wasn’t sure if I was imagining it or not.” You replied back as you both looked at each other again.
He smirked at you and nodded “were definitely not imagining it now are we sweetheart?” Those words right there made you feel goose bumps appear sending shivers down your spine. He knew he had some effect on you noticing your goose bumps he took off his jacket placing it over you. You were slightly stunned at his generosity but you gladly accepted it. “Can’t have a beautiful woman like you suffer darlin’” he spoke and winked as you both finished your cigarettes. You two had gotten into a full on conversation which was leading to more and more flirting. At one point you two sat down quite closely together, you felt each other warmth. You felt your hand tangling with his as he tightened his grip and looked at you as he stood up leaning his head towards a direction of a pool house.
You got up as you two walking hand in hand he opened the door as you walked in first and he turned you around to face him as you heard the door shut and lock. He pulled you into his warm body and he looked down at you then your lips as he lightly pecked them to see if you were wanting what he wanted. You dropped his jacket on the floor as you wrapped your arms around his neck and he tightened his grip around your waist as he spun you around and pushed you up against the wall. Your thigh was between his legs and you could feel his large bulge within his pants. Your smirked at him as you two were kissing each other and he kissed your neck down to your shoulder the. he left a mark on it. You moaned at his action and you felt his hands lifting up your dress revealing your bottom half. You opened his buttoned shirt revealing his bare chest.
You felt his hand at your centre and his thumb rubbing your clit. He looked into your eyes as he placed a finger inside you feeling how wet you were for him. “Christ. You’re so wet.” He said as he kissed you again before he pulled his finger out he let his pants and shorts fall to his feet then lifted you up still against the wall as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Both of you making eye contact as he slid his hard member into you in a full thrust movement. He filled up causing you to moan loudly as he grunted. He immediately started to thrust into you. You felt him hitting your g spot you could feel your climax building up quite quickly. And he felt your walls tightening and he thrusted at a faster pace both you moaning and grunting.”fuuck” he was saying into your neck and you felt your climax hit causing you to moan louder as he kissed you incase anyone heard you, he was letting you ride it out but shortly later he released inside of you.
Both of you at a lost for words. You rested your head against his shoulder as you lightly kissed his shoulder as you left a mark for him also. He set you down as you both straightened yourselves out. You picked up his jacket and smiled handing it to him. He pulled out his cellphone as he handed it to you. “I’m gonna need your number darlin’“ he said as he smirked. You gladly gave it to him. You knew this wasn’t the end.
The end. Lmaooo
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Love Blooms
Summary: Princess Emma and Lieutenant Killian Jones have been together for three years. They’re deeply in love and an engagement is imminent. There’s only one problem: His brother doesn’t know about them, and Killian isn’t sure how to tell him. So when Liam finds out by accident, all that’s left is for Emma and Killian to fill him in on the story of how they met.
This is that story.
(a prequel--and sequel--to Error 404: “Little” Brother Not Found)
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @mariakov81!!! My lovely, brilliantly talented Masha, you are a pure delight. Your gif responses make me laugh and your art makes me cry. Your enthusiasm and love of fic is so inspiring and your encouragement is one of the reasons I’m still writing. I love you lots. 😘
You mentioned that you’d like to read a meet-cute, so I hope this one pleases you. Have a FANTASTIC day ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Rating: G
Words: 4.3k
Tags: Lieutenant Duckling, Modern Lieutenant Duckling, Modern Royalty AU, Brothers Jones, College AU, Meet-Cute
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Love Blooms:
It should have worked, really. As risky plans go, it was a pretty solid one. It should absolutely have worked.
Princess Emma was easily recognisable, of course. As the only royal child and heir to the throne she’d been photographed extensively all her life, and those photos disseminated throughout the kingdom. But they were always taken in controlled situations, with her hair carefully styled and her clothing precisely engineered to invoke a very specific image. Her parents made absolutely certain of that.
After the attempted coup by the queen’s stepmother on the day of the princess’s birth, the king and queen had taken decisive action to protect their only child and to ensure that no one but trusted personnel had access to her. On the rare occasions when she left the expansive palace grounds, no paparazzi followed her and none of Misthaven’s citizens so much as snuck a sneaky pic with a cell phone. Emma was to have protection and privacy until she came of age and officially took on her royal duties. That was the deal her parents made with the press and the people, and they enforced it rigidly.
It should have worked. Emma’s most recognisable feature—her long, bright gold hair—was dyed a temporary dirty blonde (her mother nearly cried) and her green eyes shielded by large glasses. Most days she pulled her hair back in a ponytail and wore no makeup. She dressed in jeans and t-shirts, like any other college kid. It was a good plan. It should have worked.
She hadn’t reckoned on Killian Jones.
She’d known him for a few years, sort of. For several months of the summer she was sixteen while his brother served as a member of her personal guard, Killian had hovered around the edges of her world, thin and gawky and usually with his nose in a book. The one time they were introduced he’d gulped visibly and made an awkward bow, then got away as soon as he could. But not before he’d made an impression.
She wasn’t sure what it was about him that caught her eye—possibly the way he seemed to be trying so hard not to catch it, or the size and variety of the books she saw him reading, or the way he would smirk and roll his eyes whenever he heard something he thought inane (which happened fairly frequently; polite conversation at court was not exactly scintillating). Possibly it was just those eyes, the bright, clear blue of them and the intelligence and humour she was sure she detected in their depths. Whatever it was it made butterflies dance in her belly whenever she saw him, and though they exchanged no more than a dozen words in the months he was at court she couldn’t seem to get him out of her head.
“What does your brother do?” she’d asked Commander Jones one afternoon, as casually as she could.
“He’s starting at the university in the autumn,” the commander replied, pride audible in his voice. “Going to study physics and engineering.”
“Wow.” Emma wished she didn’t find that so impressive.
“He’s a smart lad,” said Commander Jones with a grin. “He’ll change the world, mark my words.”
Emma marked them, though she asked no further questions. It wouldn’t do to appear too interested.
That was August. By October Killian Jones was gone from her life and so was his brother, the elder Jones off to serve on Misthaven’s flagship and the younger of course, to the university. And that really should have been the end of it.
Her desire to go to university herself had nothing to do with Killian, it truly didn’t. She hadn’t forgotten he was there, exactly, but her determination to attend had far more to do with her status as heir to the throne and wishing to be as prepared as she possibly could be when she became queen.
“But your tutors have given you the best education you could have,” her mother pointed out. “You’ve studied the history and political structure of Misthaven and all its allies and enemies. You’ve read all our country’s great books and know the history of our art. You speak six languages. That’s far more knowledge than I had when I became queen. What else are you looking for?”
“I want a chance to get to know the people I’m going to be ruling,” said Emma. “That’s one thing you had that I don’t. I’ve spent my whole life in the palace, and I know you kept me here for my own safety but I’m nineteen now and I want to meet people. Real ones. Ones who don’t know I’m the princess.”
“Emma—”
“Just give me a year,” she pleaded. “Just a year to go to college and live like a normal student. I’ll wear a disguise and go by a different name, you can even plant guards around me if you must but please, please just let me do this.”
In the end her parents relented. Her mother, despite her tears at the new hair colour, had been unconvinced that the small changes Emma made to her appearance would be enough of a disguise, but Emma insisted they were plenty and her father backed her up.
“Do you know why no one figured out Clark Kent was Superman?” Emma asked, as King David nodded approvingly behind her. “It wasn’t because putting on glasses was such an intricate disguise. It’s because the idea of Superman working at a newspaper was so completely absurd. No one saw a superhero in an ordinary reporter and no one’s going to see the princess of the realm in an ordinary literature major. People see what they expect to see.”
And they had. All of them. All except Killian Jones.
She really hadn’t reckoned on him.
She settled in well to college life, though it was not the easiest transition going from her own suite of rooms in the palace to a tiny dorm shared with another student, a bright, chatty girl called Ruby. Ruby was easygoing and outgoing and always going. She loved to party and whenever she went out tried to coax Emma along as well, and though Emma really had gone to college with the intent to study, she reasoned that her main aim in being there was to get to know her people, and what better way to do that than at a party?
Which is how she found herself two weeks into her first semester standing in the living room of a run-down student house, sipping valiantly at some locally-brewed ale and trying to remember the names of all the people Ruby introduced her to, and trying to remember that when they said ‘Anna,’ they were talking to her.
She was chatting with a boy called Walsh who had a supercilious smile and, she soon realised, a very high opinion of himself, when her flagging attention was caught by shrieks of laughter coming from the other side of the room. She glanced over in search of their source then immediately looked again, blinking rapidly to keep her eyes from bugging out of her head.
There across the room, surrounded by a largish group of people—one of whom, Emma noted, was Ruby—stood Killian Jones. It was him, she was sure of it, sure that she would recognise him anywhere, but oh, the changes time had wrought on the boy she’d known. She wasn’t sure if he really was any taller but he looked it, standing straight with his shoulders squared. There was stubble on his jaw and hair on his chest, clearly displayed by the undone buttons of his henley, and his eyes—so much brighter when not hidden behind thick glasses—twinkled as he delivered a quip that had everyone around him exploding in fresh peals of mirth.
She couldn’t tear her eyes away from him, staring so hard she could see the exact moment he sensed her gaze and turned, his own eyes widening immediately in recognition. Of course he recognised her, Emma thought, he would; however older and cooler and hotter he might be now he was still the smartest boy she’d ever met and Superman’s disguise could not fool him.
He stared at her for the longest moment of her life and then he winked—the worst excuse for a wink she’d ever seen—and turned his attention back to his crowd. Emma breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn’t going to blow her cover.
She realised with a start that Walsh had kept on talking this whole time and she hadn’t heard a word he said. He seemed to realise that too, finally, and scowled at her.
“Hey,” he said. “Earth to Anna.”
“Sorry.” She offered a polite smile. “My mind wandered.”
“Well, wander it back over here,” he said. “I was telling you all about my Reddit subgroup I started, and you weren’t even listening.”
“Sorry,” she repeated. “Though actually, would you excuse me, I—”
“Are you kidding me?” he snapped, his scowl darkening. “I bring you a drink, come all the way over here to talk to you. All I ask in return is a little bit of attention and you can’t even give me that.”
“I—”
“I’m a nice guy, you know,” he continued, moving closer. “I’d treat you right. Don’t think I didn’t see who you were looking at just now. If you think those guys would treat you better than I—”
“Look, Welsh—” Emma interrupted, bristling at his presumption and his tone.
“It’s Walsh.”
“Yes, sorry, Walsh. Um, I don’t know what you think this is, but we only just met. We’ve been talking for ten minutes and it’s basically been you monologuing about Reddit the whole time. If you’re really looking to connect with people it might be better to ask them something about themselves instead of dominating the conversation.”
“Oh, right, because it’s all about you, isn’t it?”
“That’s not what I—”
“You’re not even that pretty, you know,” he sneered. “Glasses are really unattractive on a woman.”
Emma began to sputter with indignation. No one had ever spoken to her in such a way before and she was outraged to learn that there were men in her realm who felt that it was acceptable to insult women as long as they weren’t royalty, apparently. Walsh smirked as she struggled to find words vile enough to express her opinion of him, and then a deep voice spoke from just over her shoulder.
“Perhaps you’re the one who needs glasses, mate, if that’s what you really think.”
Emma didn’t even need the butterflies leaping up in her belly to know that the voice was Killian’s. Her heart began to pound in time to the butterflies’ dance as she turned to find him standing just behind her, glowering darkly at Walsh. “I’m certain the lady told you she’s not interested, so why don’t you bugger off back to whatever rock you crawled out from under?” he snarled.
“You can’t tell me what to do,” blustered Walsh.
“And yet I just did.”
“Who the hell do you think you are—”
“He’s my boyfriend.” Emma jumped in before the scene could escalate, blurting the first thing that popped into her head. Walsh gaped at her, so astounded that he failed to notice Killian’s own slack jaw and bugging eyes. Killian recovered quickly, however, and casually looped an arm around Emma’s shoulders.
“Aye,” he said. “I am.”
Emma slipped her own arm around his waist, leaning her head against his shoulder and doing her best not to faint. He was surprisingly sturdy and he smelled so good. She wanted to bury her nose in his neck and just breathe.
“So stop trying it on with my girlfriend and piss off,” he said, tightening his arm to tuck her more securely against his side while also managing to loom over Walsh through the sheer force of his personality, despite them being more or less of a height.
Walsh glared at Killian and then at Emma and then back to Killian again, and when neither of them budged he reached out and snatched the cup of ale from Emma’s hand.
“I’ll be taking that back, then,” he huffed, and marched away.
“Thank goodness,” said Emma. “It was not pleasant.”
“Dwarf ale,” remarked Killian. “Not for the faint of stomach.”
Emma chuckled and looked up at him, into those bright blue eyes that had never faded from her memory. He grinned back at her, a grin with an edge it hadn’t had three years ago, and she caught her breath.
“Killian—” she began, then his eyes went wide with horror and his ears flushed bright pink. He pulled his arm away so quickly she stumbled and stepped back, rubbing the back of his neck. “Bloody hell,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry, Em—er, Your High—”
“Shhhh,” hissed Emma, grabbing his arm and pulling him into a quiet corner. “Careful or you’ll blow my cover. My name’s Anna now. Anna Swan.”
His tense expression relaxed and he raised an eyebrow. “Swan, hmm? Interesting choice.”
“Yeah, it’s a—well, it’s a story. Kind of a long one.”
He smiled, the eager, interested smile she remembered so well. “I have time. If you’d care to tell it?”
He got her a drink, a sweet, fizzy one this time laced with just a few drops from his cup of Glowerhaven rum. They stood close together in the darkened corner and he listened intently as she told him about her childhood fondness for the palace swans, their elegant beauty and terrible manners, and how she’d loved reading the tales of the Swan Princess and the fable of the Ugly Duckling, and how her father had taken to calling her his little duckling after she’d demanded he read her that story at bedtime for three months straight.
“So it just seemed appropriate,” she said with a shrug. “Meaningful, but also it doesn’t give anyone a clue as to who I am.”
“And it suits you,” said Killian. “Swan. Beautiful and fearsome, just like you.”
“I’m not fearsome!” she protested, scowling to cover the blush that heated her cheeks when he called her beautiful.
“Aren’t you?” he asked earnestly. “You terrify me.”
“I do? I don’t wish to.”
“I’m sure it’s unintentional,” he said softly. “And more to do with me being timid.”
“You’re not timid,” she scoffed.
“Much less so than I used to be. And yet—” he took her hand and held it to his chest, just above his pounding heart. “You see?”
Emma gulped and her mouth went dry. His chest was firm and the hair on it rough beneath the fabric of his shirt, his hand covering hers so warm.
“Mine’s the same, though,” she whispered, taking his other hand. With hers still on his chest she could feel his sharp inhale and his heart racing even faster when she laid his palm flat over her own frantic heartbeat.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. Their eyes locked, his looking dazed and very dark, the colour high on his cheeks and his breaths audibly harsh.
She licked her lips and his eyes followed the movement, his fingers tightening around hers, his hand on her chest sliding up to curl around her neck. He leaned his head down and she tipped her chin up and their lips were barely a breath apart when a crash and a shriek sounded from the kitchen and they both jumped. Killian squeezed his eyes shut, swearing viciously under his breath as he released her hand and neck and stepped away.
“It sounds like things are winding down here,” he said gruffly. “When glassware starts to shatter, that’s your cue to leave. Bit of advice.”
Disappointment tasted bitter, Emma realised. Bitter and crushing and achy and she hated it. She never wished to feel it again. She nodded in response, unable to speak.
They stood silently for a minute, then Killian sighed. “So, um, may I see you home?” he asked, rubbing at his neck again.
She smiled despite herself. “We’re not at court, Killian.”
“Perhaps not, but I’d still like to walk you back.”
“Yeah.” Her smile came more easily with the next attempt. “I’d like that too.”
He kept his hands in his pockets as they walked the short distance to her dorm, but she was acutely aware of him and how near he was and the faint heat she could still feel from his body. When they reached her building he turned to her and smiled.
“Well, Swan, I hope it won’t be another three years until I see you again,” he said.
“It’s a small campus and I’m here until next summer, so I’d guess probably not.” Not if she had anything to say about it, she thought.
“You’re only staying for a year?” he asked.
“It’s all my parents would permit.”
“Ah. I’ve only this year remaining as well, actually, until I graduate.”
“Graduate? But—in three years?”
He shrugged. “I’ve worked hard.”
It was more than that, Emma knew. He was clever and ambitious and determined to make something of himself. To change the world, just as his brother had predicted. She didn’t know the precise circumstances of the Joneses’ life before they found refuge in Misthaven, but from the few hints Commander—now Captain—Jones had dropped they hadn’t had the easiest of beginnings. That they had already made such a success of themselves was deeply impressive, and Emma suspected they were only just getting started.
“Do you—have far to walk to get home?” she asked, a bit wistfully. It was late and she was tired but she didn’t want Killian to go. She wasn’t ready for their time together to end.
“Just to the other side of campus,” he replied. “I’m here on a military training scholarship so I live with the other cadets. When I graduate I’ll join the navy as a lieutenant.”
“Like your brother.”
“Aye,” he agreed. “Possibly even on his ship.”
“That would be amazing.”
“We think so.”
They were standing close again, in a shadowy recess just to the side of the door, and Emma’s heart was pounding, not again but more like still; it had barely rested since she’d laid eyes on Killian. He was looking at her with a gaze so intense she could swear she felt it caress her lips and gods she wanted him to kiss her. If only she had paid more attention to the gossip among the ladies at court, or even to Ruby’s chatter the past two weeks, then she might have at least some idea of how to make that happen. How exactly did one go about letting a man know one wished to be kissed without actually saying ‘please kiss me’? Maybe she should just say it? Or, as the princess, did she need to kiss him first? What was the protocol here? She was royalty damn it, she couldn’t do anything until she knew the protocol.
Instead she just stared at him, feeling hot and itchy and increasingly desperate until he swallowed hard and drew a deep breath, then stepped back. Again.
“Well. I imagine I’ll see you around, then, Swan.”
Don’t go, Emma’s body screamed, even as her mouth said “I hope so.”
He smiled and gave her a small nod, then headed off down the path away from her building, and from her. She watched him go, simmering with frustration. She should have just grabbed him, she thought, and protocol be damned. Grabbed him and kissed him, because damn it she was not going to be able to sleep tonight for wondering what that would feel like, and wishing she didn’t need to wonder.
With an irritated huff she went to the door, taking her keys from her pocket and sorting through them in search of the correct one. She’d just managed to locate it when a warm hand took her by the elbow and tugged her back into the privacy of the shadows.
“What the—” she exclaimed, and then Killian’s lips were on hers. The keys slipped from her fingers and fell unheeded to the ground as her knees went weak and she grasped at his shoulders for support. He walked her back until she was pressed against the wall, his arm firm around her waist and his fingers tangling in her hair as he kissed her, soft and slow and deep and gods.
Emma whimpered, clinging to him, yearning for things she couldn’t articulate. His hand flexed against her jaw at the sound and just for a moment he pulled her flush against him, insistent yet so gentle, like he wanted to consume her and also never let her go. Then, ever so softly, he broke the kiss.
“Go out with me,” he murmured, leaning his forehead against hers and stroking his thumb across her chin.
“Hmmmm?” Emma struggled to think through the spinning in her head and the frantic thrum of her blood. “Go where?”
He chuckled. “Let me take you out to dinner. Tomorrow.”
“Like—a date?”
“Aye, Swan, very much like a date. An actual date, in fact.”
She blushed at the gentle teasing but the butterflies in her belly were performing an elaborate pas-de-deux and she felt like she could fly along with them. “I’d like that,” she said.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“All right. Um.” He cleared his throat and stood straight, though his hand remained on her cheek. “I’ll come by here to pick you up. About seven?”
She nodded. “I’m in room 3017. You can call me on the intercom from down here.”
“3017,” he repeated. He stepped back with a swagger in his hips this time, and bit his bottom lip in a way that made her want to drag him up to her room now, no date required.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, love,” he said, his voice dripping with promise, and she smiled.
“Tomorrow.”
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“And that’s how it happened.” Emma concludes. “More wine, Captain Jones?” She smiles at Liam who’s gaping at her, slack-jawed. Slowly he inclines his head and pushes his wine glass slightly forward on the table. The three of them are sitting in the small dining area of Emma and Killian’s apartments at the palace, sharing dinner as they fill Liam in on the story of their relationship. As Emma refills his wine glass, Liam turns to Killian and punches him squarely in the shoulder.
“Oi!” Killian cries. “What was that for?”
“I can’t believe you just kissed her like that!” Liam exclaims. “What were you thinking?”
Killian shrugs. “I was thinking I wanted to kiss her.”
“You can’t just up and kiss the princess!” Liam sputters.
“That’s what I was trying to tell myself,” says Killian. “I walked away cursing who she was and reminding myself I had to treat her appropriately, and then I thought but why? If she’d been the normal girl she was pretending to be, I’d have kissed her at the party. So I turned back and, well, you heard the rest.”
“I’m glad he did, too,” says Emma. “It saved me the trouble of hunting him down and kissing him myself. Didn’t help me sleep that night though.” She shoots Killian a saucy look which he returns in kind.
“All right all right, bloody hell,” Liam grumbles. “Could you stop doing that, please?”
“Doing what?” asks Emma innocently.
“I’ve no idea what you mean, brother,” says Killian.
Liam groans and lets his head fall into his hands. “Where’s that wine?” he says.
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When dinner is over Liam takes his leave, and Emma offers to walk with him as far as the door to the inner courtyard. They stroll slowly through the wide corridors and Liam waits, knowing she must have something she wishes to say.
“I’m glad you finally know about us.” Emma glances up at him with a rather apologetic smile. “Killian’s been wanting to tell you for ages. He couldn’t say anything at first of course, because no one outside my family and our closest advisers knew I was at the university, but since we began living together he’s felt awful keeping it from you.”
“I understand why he did, though,” Liam replies. “And I’m truly sorry he ever felt that he couldn’t confide in me.” They walk in silence for a few minutes. “Do, er—” he clears his throat. “Do your parents know?”
“They do.”
“And… how do they feel about it?”
“They’re delighted,” says Emma gently, and Liam feels the tension in his shoulders recede.
“Truly?”
“Truly. It was a bit tricky at first, but they adore Killian and they’re happy I’ve chosen someone who will be a true partner to me when I take the throne. They know how essential that is.”
They are approaching the doors to the courtyard, but Emma stops just inside them and turns to face him. “Liam,” she says. “May I call you that?”
“Of course.”
“Liam, I just want you to know that Killian—” Her voice breaks and she blinks rapidly, looking faintly embarrassed. “I—I just—I love him so much,” she chokes out as tears begin to trickle down her cheeks. “Oh, gods I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t apologise, lass.” Liam withdraws a crisp handkerchief from his uniform pocket and offers it to her.
“Thank you.” She takes the handkerchief and dabs at her eyes. “I’ve never found it easy to talk about my feelings,” she says once she’s calmer, “and the stronger they are the harder it is. But I need you to know that Killian’s heart is safe with me. As I know mine is with him.”
Liam nods, his chest too tight for the words he wishes he could say. He contents himself with a simple “Thank you.”
Emma smiles and gives him his handkerchief back, squeezing his hand as he takes it. “You’re welcome,” she says. “Brother.”
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AT LEVY GORVY, MICHELANGELO PISTOLETTO ASKS HOW PHOTOGRAPHY CAPTURES POWER
THE DAILY PIC is Michelangelo Pistoletto’s 1975 diptych called “La Conferenza” — ”The Lecture” — now on view in his solo at Lévy Gorvy gallery in New York. (The other part of the diptych is at the bottom of this post.)
To make the piece (or is it really the documentation of a performance?), Pistoletto, as a “speaker,” faced a group of twenty young photographers in his “audience,” taking their picture as a group while each of them took his.
Pistoletto read this work as an allegory or illustration of authoritarian power: “The whole of the public is concentrated in the person of the speaker, while the person of the speaker is multiplied by the number of people in the audience.” But I was struck by just the opposite possibility: That the speaker is caught in the panopticon gaze of the community, unable to escape his fellow citizen’s surveillance. Each of them has the power to decide how he will be perceived, while all he can do is stare back at the Group, outnumbered and without the power to have much effect on it.
I’m not arguing for my reading over Pistoletto’s, but I do think the two have equal plausibility.
So maybe Pistoletto’s piece actually does its best work in underlining how the Intentional Fallacy is truly fallacious: That, much as we like to treat the statements of our artists as authoritative, they should never be given the final say. Or maybe “La Conferenza” even illustrates that point. Despite being absolutely in charge of the photographic situation he has set up, Pistoletto still gets “read” differently by each of the 20 spectators who he’s invited to attend to him. (Artwork ©Michelangelo Pistoletto, courtesy the artist, Lévy Gorvy, and Galleria Continua)
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OKAY BUT FOR FUCKS SAKE WE NEED ALL THE DETAILS OF WHERE, WHEN AND HOW YOU MET THE GOD!!!!!!!!!!!
I still haven’t processed everything, not because I’m starstruck that I saw Stellan for 3,5 seconds but because it was a miracle that it even happened. So this is not a “Stellan made me feel like a queen for five minutes” story (there was no time for that), it’s a “setting an impossible goal and achieving it” type of story.
@alyeen1 and I were discussing Stellan attending the Gothenburg festival back in January, and I was lamenting the fact that, despite learning about it three weeks in advance, the beginning of the new year had left me broke. I was totally regretting not having the money for that trip and Alyeen1 and I were comforting each other, making “what if” scenarios for the veeeery distant future, like “hey, don’t you guys have the Berlinale...? What if Stellan attended the festival for one of his new films...? Just an idea.”
Not long after that, Google alerts notified me on “Hope”, Stellan’s new film, having its European premiere there. Talking of getting my wish granted right away, I mean I had talked to talk, now I had to walk the walk, right? I’ve never taken such a big decision on such short notice - super scary, super urgent.
“Soooooo is Stellan coming?” was the obvious question. There was no way for us to know. We started spamming the Berlinale people with emails until someone pointed at the right direction, the film’s PR agent who said that the cast would be attending the premiere. Then @stellan-pip-69 suggested I should ask Andrea Bræin Hovig herself, Stellan’s co-star in “Hope”. Andrea is a total sweetheart, she answered right away and said that they would indeed be there. I mean, I couldn’t possibly be taking two days off work, spending four days and 500 euro on a whim no matter how much I love Berlin.
However, we had no further info on where exactly Stellan would be. What we did know according to the Berlinale site was the time and place of “Hope”’s press conference and premiere. Thank god for Alyeen, the Valoris fandom’s resident Berliner, who had bought tickets for “Hope”s screening at the box office.
One day before the screening we were making plans and thinking of routes and timetables, and also we gained some experience from Hildur Guðnadóttir’s talk (who is an absolute darling as you can tell from her vids and acceptance speeches).
See, after Hildur’s event we waited for her in the cold rain for about an hour and realized it’s not enough to be there early enough or to know which exit the celeb will use, or to run fast enough to get to them first: we also had to deal with autograph hunters who were bigger, stronger than us, outnumbering us, pushing us aside to get dozens of autographs signed by Hildur. They were pushy and persistent and had control over the situation, over what Hildur signed and for whom. Giving me permission to get that selfie with her. It was almost nightmarish.
After that, and as we dragged our feet back to the subway soaking wet, we were dwelling in despair and uncertainty. There was no way we could fight off guys who were doing this for a living. And what if Stellan had HUNDREDS of fans screaming his name? What if Stellan lost his patience with all those autographs he had to sign, like Hildur lost hers?
However, I got a glimpse of hope while waiting for the metro when I thought... “You know what? We’ve come so far. We’re doing everything right. We even rehearsed our moves, elbowing people and stomping on toes and screaming Stellan’s name as loud as we can to get his attention. We’re even willing to camp outside the fucking press conference hotel. We can’t possibly fail.”
But for all our meticulous planning, I was responsible for an almost-failure because of my delay the following morning. Remember what Stellan said? Never be late. Never ever.
So, although my goal was to be at the press conference almost an hour and a half before, we got there only an hour before. That almost cost us everything.
Alyeen knows her way around Berlin and she knew the hotel had various entrances and exits, not just one. Lo and behold, as we approached it from the side, we noticed the road was closed and alongside the pavement there were bars draped with red and yellow Berlinale banners, with small groups of people hanging from them like ripe fruit. As we kept walking, I noticed a spot close to the hotel’s exit where it was getting a bit more crowded, so I peered across the street to see which celeb had attracted their attention and--
-- f-uuuck.
When you see Stellan Skarsgard’s head for the first time in your life hovering over a bunch of fans who are shoving things to sign in his face , there’s only one thing to do.
RUN, MOTHERFUCKER.
That’s all I could whisper to Alyeen1 in utter panic.
“--run. Run! Ruuuuuuuuuuun.”
I’ve never left a friend behind so quickly.
So we ran like hell.
We got behind the crowd and I tried to pull my cellphone out but it was too late, Stellan was already thanking the fans and disappearing into the building. If only I wasn’t late that morning!
Years of stress and running and being late have taught me to take a deep breath, give myself a second chance and try to find peace in the eye of the tornado, so I pulled out of the bag a piece of cardboard Alyeen had given me to draw “Hope”s poster with a sharpie. That would calm me down a bit and the wait wouldn’t be so unbearable. Besides we were front row and there was no one between us and the hotel exit, although we still didn’t know which side of the corridor Stellan would pick first, left or right?..
So here’s my reasoning behind the drawing: the previous evening I had wasted my sleep trying to figure out how Tom Hiddleston’s fans were able to stalk him in filming locations (you see, Tom has a wide network of fans reporting on his every move, Stellan doesn’t). Also I wanted to see how his fans got front row on the red carpet and how they got his attention, how they made him do things like kneel for them. I noticed that in order to do that you had to 1) be a flashy cosplayer who catches the eye 2) nag Tom persistently with a voice that’s higher than your usual tone until Tom indulges you. It has to work, right? Like a baby crying for food.
But I’m no cosplayer, I’m an artist, so the idea was to hang a big-ass drawing of mine in front of the barrier to get the attention.
Turns out... I didn’t even need it.
After waiting for about an hour and a half and worrying that Stellan had already left through another exit, after watching the door open and close half a dozen times and seeing busy celebrities rushing off without signing a single autograph, we were on the brink of despair.
Until the door opened one more time and
Stellan was there.
I don’t remember what we did or what we said, all I remember is that we called his name and dammit, that did get his attention. So we were the first he approached. Fuck.
As soon as he heard us calling him he gave us a broad welcoming smile and was ready for the selfies - but guess what! I had forgotten to turn off the fucking timer, so Stellan moved on before the pic was taken.
God no. Not now.
As he was taking a pic with Alyeen I begged him to come back for another try. He said he was too busy and had other fans waiting for him, there were too many of us, but I begged for like 2-3 seconds (a lesson I learned from that Loki cosplayer) so he came back and indulged me one more time. X__X
After that I was dead inside, not only because I had to beg (I don’t do begging) but also because I had to be a burden to Stellan Skarsgard himself. Like, give me what I want but please kill me afterwards, okay?
So yeah. Dead inside.
This is why I couldn’t relish the triumph right away, and to Alyeen’s enthusiastic “We did it, we DID IT!!!” my response was a numb “... Did we...?” >__>;
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Inevitably, I had my stress attack after I got what I wanted. Also, I was just realizing that my stupid ancient phone couldn’t use the data I paid for before flying to Berlin so I had to desperately look for free wi fi and post the selfie before... someone stole my cellphone or something.
For all the mishaps, we got to the red carpet so early that there were very few people waiting before us. Lucky for us 1) this is Berlin, not L.A., where people flock from all over the U.S. to take selfies with celebs they don’t even care for 2) this is Berlin, in February, so it was freezing cold and not many people were willing to freeze their asses off at the red carpet 3) this is Berlin, and crazy screaming fans are scarce. Unless you’re Johnny Depp but thank god Stellan is not Johnny Depp.
Andrea was the first to walk the red carpet and I was really bewildered by the fact that no one was screaming her name. So I called her. And she came! I thanked her for answering my PM and asked for a selfie (I must admit I take better selfies with women than with men).
She was so sweet with me that I actually gave myself time to think and pull the cardboard sketch out of my bag to show her. I was like, whatever, you have it there, just show her.
She was so excited that she pulled out her phone and took a pic of my sketch. *___* Crazy, right? I went to Berlin to find a king and found a queen instead.
The rest was like playing out a script. A couple of minutes later, Stellan came out of the car and started signing autographs and taking pictures so I had my second chance at a better selfie. Phew.
So nice of him, so so nice of him.
And oh, look at us lol.
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After the red carpet we could finally breathe. To my surprise, we even had access to the photo call itself in the Zoo Palast lobby.
Stellan was being playful with the photographers, knowing it was his job to pose but also being “whatever” about it, having done it a million times. He gave them one last pose going “Hey hey heyyyy!” and disappeared behind the blue panel until we saw all of them again after the end credits.
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The only thing I kinda regret is the fact that Megan was right there, right there, a few meters away from me as her husband was being photographed, but I didn’t dare ask for a selfie because the seats weren’t numbered and we had to rush into the theatre to find a good place. Damn.
Until next time, I guess. Because there will be a next time, dear comrades. And hopefully Alyeen1 and I won’t be alone.
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NASASocial experience at JPL
This is a LONG one, so I’m gonna put it under a readmore!
This was my first ever NASA Social, so I didn’t really know what to expect when I applied, what the chances were or what other sorts of people would be there. I was surprised I even got in, because compared to some of the other people I have very few followers, but I think there’s more to it than that! As Stephanie, the head of social media at JPL, said, “You were chosen for your insatiable curiosity, and for the stories you tell”. I really appreciate that the selection process was more about being a creator of SOMETHING that you truly care about.
I’ve been to JPL several times for tours and lectures, but it’s always exciting to come up to the front..there was a really long line, I’m assuming because of the event and also traditional media that was there to interview people.
Got my badge and headed in, and said good morning to the Curiosity model! (which I wish was as detailed as the real thing..I still love her tho. I’ve just been spoiled having gone on tours and doing a lot of research on Curiosity that I was able to spot what’s missing..)
Admiring how the light hits her..er..Chemcam
I never get tired of looking at this piece, but this was the first time I actually checked out the plaque next to it, which had a helpful diagram!
An installation displaying the information from the GRACE (Gravity Recovery and Climate Experiment) and GRACE Follow-on missions, which in the words of my friend Sirina, shows us how screwed we are, in a beautiful way! I also realized the reason the screens are this shape is because the spacecraft are shaped like that...!
JPL’s inspiring slogan in a beautiful geometric typeface B)
We got to the meeting/conference room, with portraits of all JPL’s past and present directors around. The last seat at the front table appeared to be taken by the Mars 2020 wheel, so I asked if I could sit there with the wheel, and my day was made! I have to admit this may have been the highlight of my day. One of the first JPL-specific drawings I did was a study of an image Curiosity had taken of her own wheels on Mars, and after that I read a lot about how the wheels worked and how the design was less than ideal..it makes me happy to see the next iteration and how it’ll work out!
No pointy grousers for the sharp Mars rocks to snag on here!!! Just this...veeeeery shallow S-curve.
Everyone hanging out and social media-ing before the event began, waiting for more people to get there. I happened to sit next to a couple people I had pre-stalked on Twitter from the list they made of participants!
LOSING MY MIND EVEN MORE THAT WE COULD TOUCH AND PICK UP THE WHEEL???!?!!? It was pretty light, since it was a 3D model and not made of actual aluminum.
Lookin cute together. This is Kevin Baird, an awesome photographer! The only patches we had in common were the NASA meatball (not even the same one, though) and the SOFIA patch, which was strangely almost in the same spot on both of our jackets.. (on the back left side)
Then Stephanie, JPL’s social media head, came and proposed to us with space grade aerogel, and of course we all said yes.
After an introduction, Linda, another social media expert at JPL, brought over a top secret looking box, which she explained will have some cool graphics relating to Mars 2020 on the front and inside soon (excited to see that!!)
Inside were material samples of several components of Mars 2020, including the many layered thermal blanket, the ropes that will lower the rover onto the surface of Mars (which can hold the weight of 1 car EACH, and the rover will be suspended by 80 of them) as well as the parachute material (orange), which was remade for better strength and lightness.
We also got to hold a replica of the sample cache tubes that Mars 2020 will be filling!
At 10:00, the event we were there for, the State of NASA, came on (a budget rollout explaining briefly how much money the government will be giving to NASA in 2021 and what it’s for) so we watched Jim Bridenstein in front of some incredible engines...
And I just..get excited when I see the rover on the screen ok..
There was a super cool internal view of how the Mars 2020 will be depositing sample caches! The video is below:
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Anyway, the budget rollout declared 22 billion to NASA and 3.3 billion of that to the development of the human landing system, which will go toward landing humans and science on the moon for the Artemis program. You can read more here about this.
After that, Director Watkins and Dr Zurbuchen came to answer questions, and we learned a bit about Mars Sample Return, and the mission that will come before that but after Mars 2020, which will map icy areas in Mars’ poles. (Really looking forward to learning more about that!!) I gave Dr Zurbuchen some stickers I made and he gave me his card......!
Soon after, we headed to the Science building, to learn about MOXIE (Mars Oxygen In-Situ Resource Utilization Experiment) (I’ve noticed, the bigger the budget on these missions, the more effort they put into making the acronyms for everything sound cool) This technology demonstration is on Mars 2020 to prepare for larger scale carbon dioxide to oxygen conversion from Mars’ atmosphere for human use. This size of MOXIE creates only about enough oxygen to keep a small dog alive. Still impressive!!!
Wandered around the MOXIE lab a little and took a peek at the rest of what was on the walls and tables..
After that, we went to the Spacecraft Assembly Facility, where Mars 2020 was not, but that’s a good thing! I’m actually not sure which part is in the box there.. but soon after we left, it left too!
Teeny tiny Mars 2020 model hidden at the end of the viewing area...
Best.
At the indoor mars yard, a couple InSight engineers talked to us about how they use this area to test software before they send it to Mars. Here from left to right are the engineering models for Mars2020, InSight, and Curiosity.
Her name is Maggie!
One of my goals in life is to be able to stand in front of the arm and draw it until I understand what the hell is going on.
Also going to insert some pics I took last week because I was lucky enough to get a tour from my friend Sirina, where there were engineers inside working on the arm:
Next, we headed to the Mars Sample Return testbed!
It makes me excited to be in the rooms with dirt regolith inside.. also SmalBoSSE is the best acronym I’ve seen all day...
The “volleyball” that Mars 2020′s sample caches will eventually be stored in, to be fetched by another rover, launched into orbit around Mars and picked up to be sent back to Earth!
More freaking out about rover wheels. This is a prototype of one that will be on the rover to pick up the samples; the wire is slightly deformable which is great for offroad Mars action.
The rover will be a joint effort between NASA and ESA.
I love seeing these posters with hints of other projects going on. So cool!!
Last stop (cry) was Mission Control, aka The Center of the Universe, where all the data the Deep Space Network gets from spacecraft comes in.
The view from inside from my previous tour!
*eyes emoji when I see Mars 2020*
The darkroom and Curiosity’s Ace’s desk, where they send commands to Curiosity at 10:30AM Mars time.
Spitzer’s end of mission from Monday (top) vs the day after it was decommissioned (bottom).
Center of the Universe!!!
Ouagh don’t step on it! Well you can..
It was sad to say goodbye to our excellent guides, but we’ll be keeping in touch!! ;)
I also got a bunch of awesome pictures taken of me, which I was surprised by, because usually I’m the last one people take pics of..!
My jacket, which they posted on JPL’s instagram... gosh!!!!!!
And some stickers/new business card design (did I post this here yet??) I gave to everyone I met!
Displayed at Shannon Forrey’s desk!
This was a truly amazing experience, my first time attending one of these events, I learned so much and had such a great time surrounded by inspiring and talented people. Thank you again to everyone at JPL who made it possible and to all the scientists and engineers who took the time to share their work with us! I’ll never forget this day.
Also, I want to make some art based off what I learned, so keep an eye out for that in the upcoming weeks!
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