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I posted 678 times in 2021

158 posts created (23%)

520 posts reblogged (77%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 3.3 posts.

I added 895 tags in 2021

#queue please - 208 posts

#gif chat - 172 posts

#phinnip - 105 posts

#tap - 77 posts

#para - 75 posts

#about - 64 posts

#spotlight - 53 posts

#text - 49 posts

#pipie - 48 posts

#meme - 44 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#look i dont think this song will turn anyone into a shawol but the entire album is maybe some of the best pop music ive heard in 2021 so far

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Birthday Bitch || Tap Texts

Pip: hi im just going to be perfectly blunt: do you need help planning this party, or is your mum doing it? 

@i-am-obnoxious

16 notes • Posted 2021-01-18 19:44:20 GMT

#4

Everything’s Coming Up... ||  Phinnip

Pip did not get a winter play, no matter how much he cried, complained, picketed, petitioned, etc. He had finally come to terms with this (not really) about two years ago. He decided to shift his focus to an opportunity that already existed: the Swynlake Secondary Annual Talent Show.

And as soon as he was an upperclassman, Pip would be the emcee. The leading man. The best of the best roles, like the Emcee in Cabaret meets The Leading Player in Pippin meets-- sure, Munkustrap in Cats. 

Mrs. Darbus was in charge of talent show stuff, just as she was in charge of chorus and theatre club, which meant he already had an in. He began his campaign promptly after winter break, a campaign built on lemon raspberry scones, cinnamon almond muffins, snickerdoodles and peanut butter fudge brownies. Every day, another treat. Every day, Pip mentioned the talent show. His combination of subliminal messaging and baked goods could not be beat.

Sure enough, as soon as the flyers went up, Pip swooped in--

“Yes, you can be the emcee,” said Darbus without him even asking. 

Now he was going to work on the script and present his first draft to Darbus. Or like, that was the plan. But who walked into the chorus room??? Not Darbus-- 

Phineas Flynn. 

Pip blinked up at him. No... it couldn’t... no. Darbus would not do this to him... 

He refused to accept it. “Uh, Phineas, if you have another ukelele solo to run by me, that is sooooo cute of you, but auditions for the talent show are tomorrow! Byeeeee, good luck!” 

@oh-phineas​ 

16 notes • Posted 2021-02-21 17:02:09 GMT

#3

The Story of Us || Phinnip

Pip was not emotionally equipped to deal with waking up from a Swynlake (tm) dream in which he had not only dated Phineas, but broken up with Phineas, and then flash mobbed Phineas with a Taylor Swift Classic. That was simply asking too much of any 16-year-old boy, especially one with an amazing birthday party to plan, and also one with a almost-kind-of-boyfriend-thing. 

And so he announced to Amy that he was actually going to drop out of school. 

“I’ll just do it all online,” said Pip. “I’ve even looked up this great homeschooling program, I texted you the link.” 

“Hilarious. Here’s your lunch for today.” And Amy slapped his lunch tin on the counter, completely ignoring his very valid feelings!!! Toxic!!!! 

And so Pip walked to school and explored all his options. He could like, never bring it up. Ignore it aggressively. Pretend, somehow, that HE was actually left out of the dream, and had NO idea what people were talking about. That probably wouldn’t work because Pip was an excellent actor, but way too anxious to pull it off. Option two would be to wait for Phineas to bring it up but HAHAHHA no, that gave him way too much power.

Option Three: take the Texas nightmare bull by its horns. Fix it himself.

And so Pip went straight to Phineas at lunch and sat right down, before pulling out a notebook. “Hello, ex-Texas boyfriend of mine!” he said cheerfully as he hadn’t been screaming inside since waking up. “It’s time for your standard Swynlake Dream Detox! I’ve prepared some discussion questions so that this can go much easier, and then at the end, we’ll come up with some terms about how to address what I’m thinking of referring to as “Texasgate” in the future.” 

@oh-phineas​

17 notes • Posted 2021-04-12 14:46:10 GMT

#2

The Contract || Pipin

When Pip was eleven years old, he wrote his first contract to ensure that himself and Phillip Ian Nam (known to some as Pin, known to Pip most fondly as his Joshua) never dated.  

This contract came on the heels of Pip returning to Amy’s after four months spent outside of Swynlake, with his birth mother. Pip never spoke about these months; obviously, living with his mother again had not worked out. But Pip became determined to protect the most important things in his life. It was a very short list. There was Amy, and there was Joshua, but at the very top of this list was his own heart. 

And so the Contract (tm) was born. 

If asked, Pip would tell you the Contract was essential because there was no possible way that he could date Phillip Nam, since his own name was Philip. Two Phil(l)ips dating??? Weird! Bad! Impossible! However, the chance of it happening couldn’t be ignored. They were extremely close, they both identified as gay, and Joshua was getting infuriatingly cuter with each passing year, unfortunately. It wasn’t that Pip didn’t trust Pin, persay; he didn’t trust himself. And what happened to like, most teenage couples? They broke up, hated each other, never talked again!  

Pin thought it was all a bit dramatic. 

Understandable. But he signed it anyway. Duh. 

Fast forward now, about six-ish years, and Pip was facing a new dilemma in the form of that tiny bottle of anxiety potion that he literally could not get himself to take!!! The Louie Kiss Fiasco had been avoided, as they had broken up before even kissing (thank god; he would have regretted that kiss, see???), but that break-up just proved to Pip that his First Kiss was never going to be perfect and he wasn’t comfortable with giving it to literally anyone but the one person he trusted almost as much as himself:  

Phillip Ian Nam. Who he was contractually forbidden from kissing because of his own neurotic eleven-year-old past self. 

Fuck. 

And so it was time to revise the contract. Pip did not tell Pin this was why he was here today, but when he walked into Pip’s room, Pip sat criss-cross with the contract on his bed. He wasted no time, thrusting a pen toward Pin. “Hiiiiii babe, it’s time for an extremely important matter of business! Oh, Amy wants you to try those lemon squares on my desk also, help yourself.” 

@rich-kid-problems​ 

23 notes • Posted 2021-05-09 12:42:27 GMT

#1

Table for Two || OPEN

It was peak Hatter’s Summer Hours aka: hell!!!!!!!!!!!

Thankfully, it was also Pip’s break. He had quickly made himself a special little frappe of his own creation and punched out for what would be thirty minutes of bliss away from the hustle-bustle of the Hatter’s queue and hot AF backroom (seriously, no air conditioning). However, as soon as he ripped off his apron and Hatter’s Hat (lol), he saw his least favourite thing: a packed cafe. 

There was one free chair left at a table with someone already at it. Oh well!

Pip pranced up and pulled the chair up. “Hey, you don’t mind if I sit here, right? Good!” And he plopped down before they could object and started gabbing, “Ugh, I swear, weekend afternoons during tourist season are the worst!” 

48 notes • Posted 2021-07-16 12:17:38 GMT

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High School Musical: The Musical: The Series | season 2 episode 3, valentine’s day

#tap #tap is both adorable relationships in this show which is fair bc its just a bunch of theatre kids #I LOVE EM

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# svt bias swap

— 1/? small edits of seungkwan for @seungkwns

#spotlight #LOOK at him the bean!!

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Name: Pip Seville Age: 18 District: One Magic: No magic Occupation: Student studying performance! Opinion on the Games: Took an “out of sight out of mind” approach to the games until his bff forever was reaped; now he is experiencing existential dread.

Biography:

Once upon a time, in the faraway land of District One lived a little dreamer with a big, big dream.

And that was to grow up and move to the Capitol, where he’d perform for the richest, most beautiful, and most stylish citizens out there! Oh, and then get FAMOUS! And get his own TV show!

That boy was Pip, and for a long time, that was literally all he cared about. Adopted son of one of District One’s premiere cake bakers (the epic sculpture kind for parties; not the shit you eat, lol!), Pip dedicated his life to getting top grades and practicing his skills. He and his bestie for life, Phillip Nam, were going to make it big in the Capitol!

...But everything changed when the Capitol viciously betrayed him by reaping his best friend?! Um, rude!

Now Pip has to face the harsh realities of Capitol rule for the first time. There’s a chance Pin might...die. Pip cannot let that happen! His new mission? Do literally everything he can to ensure Pin’s victory. He’ll bribe, he’ll schmooze, he’ll even steal sponsorships if he has to!

#bhg #bhgbio #love this lil guy

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vanecessary-conditions​:

If You Think It’s Funny || Pipnessa

“

It was actually very easy to be an incredibly forward and upfront flirt — at least to act it. Vanessa still felt incredibly clueless when it came to actual matters of the heart, but she could put on quite the show. 

(Is that what she did anyway? Act out, act loud and proud to make up for everything else that she was?)

She leaned a bit forward. “You should look in the mirror, baby — you’ve just cured mine.” And insert a gratuitous over-the-top wink here. 

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For Pip, flirting was also second nature. Also having a boyfriend these days was helping-- though in many ways he was a lot like Vanessa himself, always louder to make up for his own cluelessness, or his nerves, or the fact that he was actually an extremely shy person when it came to exposing real emotions.

But Tanya wasn’t like that at all. For Tanya, this was just a fling, even if Pepper wanted more. 

Pip smirked. “Down, sweetie--” he effortlessly changed the endearment here, picking his personal favourite one, but it also felt fitting for Tanya. He leaned in, pat Vanessa’s hand. “I’m old enough to be your mother.” 

#gif chat #pipnessa

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ah yes, my sistar bias, boo seungkwan

#looking at this makes me tear up #serotonin is stored in this boy!!!!!!! #queue please #spotlight

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i-am-obnoxious​:

exsqueak–me​: 

Very Nice! | Tap

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Tad blinked. “Wha? Nah they like hugged me and stuff and told me I gotta like uh…pay more attention and stuff.” He shrugged his shoulders a little. “I get distracted super easily though you know babe? There’s like all this cool stuff everywhere.”

But it was fine anyway. “After that they kinda did the leash thing and stuff. Least til I got better with directions and things.” Tad shrugged his shoulders. He hadn’t really liked being leashed, but it did mean he didn’t end up lost and stuff and his parents could vibe better, so he supposed it all kinda worked out.

“But yeah, then I was like dying to learn how to ride the waves and stuff and got my parents to get me the classes and stuff. Super sick.”

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See, Tad was blaming himself but Pip knew better and would continue to blame his parents for Tad’s near death as an actual child. Which he realized was probably a bad attitude to have. Tad’s parents were not horrible people. He had met them. Was his mother a bit distracted in general? Was his father also seemingly always preoccupied? Yes. But they did have family dinners (which was cute) and Tad didn’t go hungry and he and his sister had most of their needs met. 

Pip should probably try to like them, if hypothetically they turned into in-laws...

...which was a crazy person thought he definitely never had in his life! Ha ha!

Refocusing. “Oh, well I am glad they were supportive of your interests,” said Pip, and he meant that. That was a good thing that the Fiskes did. “Amy was always great about mine too. I mean, I basically owe her my interests to be honest, because she also loved musicals and just put them on to entertain me while she had to go to work, so it was the least she could do to provide vocal lessons. Didn’t stop me from basically screaming The Sound of Music in the morning though. That’s still the best wake-up song ever in my personal opinion.” 

#gif chat #tap

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[scans] your choice, ver. one side | seungkwan (set 3 of 3) take out with full credits

#spotlight #queue please

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ugly-anastasia​:

Table for Two || OPEN

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Honestly, Anastasia didn’t care about town politics all that much. If life got harder for werewolves, or if some aspiring business-owner didn’t have the funds to make it happen, Anastasia didn’t really care, to be honest. She was really just trying to make sure her kids and herself would be okay.

But, nowadays, people expected you to care about these kinds of things. So Anastasia at least had to make an effort.

“Oh, I’m sure a lot. I know there’s been a lot of progress made over the past decade. Probably a lot of things I still need to educate myself on. Nashville was pretty magick-friendly in some ways, but Swynlake’s always been on another level. Gotta catch up,” Anastasia chuckled good-naturedly, hoping her friendly and oblivious attitude would absolve her of any obligation to know about this stuff.

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Now Pip was very forgiving when it came to magick stuff, because he was a mundus so who was he to be a judgmental prick on some stuff, you know? And everyone was learning, so unless you were like, outwardly racist, he wasn’t going to cancel you. 

But he did wonder more about this woman’s...past. Did she really leave Swynlake to pursue big-time Nashville dreams? Or was there something that chased her away? He’d have to investigate... 

“Oh yeah, can never stop learning,” said Pip enthusiastically. “Though you know, I’m sure you also learned some stuff in Nashville. Every place is different. Maybe you have another perspective to add-- or cautionary tales, even.”  

#gif chat #pipstasia

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madmagicmim​:

As soon as Pip reacted with surprise and excitement, she grinned and sat up straight, feeling ridiculously pleased with herself. This was why she loved magic and why she liked to have fun with it! For the chance to make people smile and get excited over little ways the world could get more special. 

“Thanks! Last time I did orange, but this one is way more fun. Maybe I’ll try something like purple next time.” After all, why do natural colors when you could get weird with it?

At his question, she tilted her hand in a so-so gesture. 

“Maybe? I mean, I’m guessing the spell can’t be that different but I haven’t technically learned that yet. If you were Phineas, I’d probably try it anyway but I like you enough that I don’t want to accidentally fry your hair, especially with the musical coming up. I’ll bug Medes tho and I can probably figure it out in the next day or two.”

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Well, Pip also did not want his hair fried-- there were people who could pull off the bald look, but he absolutely was not one of them. Besides, he was actually really loving his hot girl blonde summer thing he had going on-- though a shade of ginger or auburn for the fall? Something to think about. 

And so Pip giggled. “Fair enough, take your time. Maybe it will be a more exciting mini-project than that mer anatomy thing you mentioned earlier. And then you can practice on Medes. You know, I bet he’d look very cute as a redhead too.” Pip winked. “Anyway, what else is up with this summer? I mean, besides the play, obviously.” 

#gif chat #pimm

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stop saying "sorry for party rocking", instead try "thank you for your allowing me to party rock" or "I appreciate you being patient with me as I party rock, in the house tonight"

#queue please

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elliot-morey​:

Fire Up The Coffee {OPEN}

the-name-is-chip​:

Chip was also on a coffee run, but for, like, the coolest secret Swynlake organization (probably. He’d actually done some research into cool secret Swynlake organizations and there were rumored to be a ton.)

Course, that meant he was definitely in the same boat as this– whoa. Fuck. Hottie alert. 

Chip’s eyes widened, having a Bisexual Panic moment at the seriously hot guy in the seriously awesome uniform. Chip definitely had a thing for uniforms. He’d like to have one himself one day.

 “Uh, what? No! I mean, I– me too. I got like, seven orders or something here.” He flashed his phone with the notes app. 

“Good news then the barista can hate us together.” Elliot almost felt bad when he strolled up to the counter but it wasn’t like this was too abnormal of an order though he was exaggerating at the 10. The team was currently 5 strong and the potential for a candidate in talk.

Smiling brightly at the barista Elli leaned his hip against the counter. “We’re about to make your afternoon a lot harder with 13 orders, think you can handle us?”

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Oh my god, what the fuck.

...is what a non-professional would say in this situation, haha! 

But 13 orders. Seriously?! This was supposed to be the sloooow hours of the afternoon, and as soon as Elliot Morey, the Objectively Hottest Morey Brother, walked in those doors, Pip had been excited to take his time. Just to like, enjoy the hot guy energy. Hot guy energy was how he got through his shifts! (And visits from friends-- shoutout to Tony Rydinger, his number one Hatter’s fan, and ofc, Tad Fiske, world’s best boyfriend. You know it’s true love when he’s lactose intolerant, and still shows up anyway). 

Alas, now hot guy energy had turned into...Pip was going to kill these people energy.

His eyes widened, but his smile stayed plastered on. “Woooooow. That’s a lot of orders. Is this some kind of company party or something? I mean not that I can’t handle it, haha, just curious!”

#gif chat #pipelli #see told u you get BOTH #chip n pip chipmunks of disney

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tumblr is such a bizarre kind of social interaction. like. the rules are so different here. I once unfollowed someone because they said prime numbers were ugly and that was simply the last straw for me. imagine hanging out with a friend and getting up from the table and never talking to them again because they told you they hated prime numbers. that’s what I did.

#queue please

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madmagicmim​:

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As soon as Pip challenged her, (she didn’t know if he actually had challenged her, but she assumed it was a challenge so she was interpreting it that way), she sat up straight with a grin. “I literally mastered that like a week ago! Hold up.” 

Closing her eyes, she imagined the change she wanted to make. She’d just do her hair, keep it nice and simple and non-lethal for now. Fixing the image in her mind, she quietly muttered the words of the spell under her breath. Moments later, she felt a small ripple as her hair changed to the bright new color. 

When it was done, she opened her eyes and smirked at Pip. “How about that?”

.

Pip was not often impressed by magic. 

Like, he grew up in Swynlake, okay! He’d be such a loser if every time he saw a little bit of fairy magic or experienced a spell he like, lost his mind. Lots of tourists were like that. Ooohing and Ahhhing, gasping and giggling. For Pip though, magic fell into two categories-- stuff that he could use for himself and stuff that he couldn’t. 

The stuff he could use, he wanted. Obviously. 

This fell into that category. 

And so THAT was why he gasped and clapped. “OMG, nice! Honestly, love this colour on you, babe!” Pip said with a laugh. “Can you do me too? I mean, I know the whole thing with transmutation is it isn’t permanent, but that’s fine, I’ve always wanted to know how I’d look as a ginger.” 

#gif chat #pimm

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Seungkwan Dicon Making Film 🌿🤍 1 2 3 4 5

#spotlight #queue please

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ugly-anastasia​:

Table for Two || OPEN

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Anastasia didn’t really know what NYU was looking for specifically, but she remembered some of the things her own college essay coaches had told her. And she was pretty sure one of her sorority sisters was an admissions counselor now. So she was mostly confident in her advice. 

“I think you’ll stand out a little more with the political club essay. Just my opinion. Everyone and their mom is writing about acting if they’re trying to get into an acting program, so you want to be different. And it sounds like you’re more interested in writing that one anyway, huh?”

. 

Truthfully, Pip was the most interested in potentially doing a ... Spill essay. It could be really good, okay. How he made his own mini-business and how it blew up more than he expected and how-- yes, most of it was just Pip shitposting, but insert something about the power of comedy and learning about the responsibility of a platform, even a small one, even a humor one. 

It felt risky though. Would NYU really take him seriously with something like that? And it wasn’t like he was proud of 100% of the stuff he put on the Spill. There were jokes that fell flat and there were parts that had been meaner than he meant and other ones he wished he could delete.

SSIC was probably the strongest essay choice then. 

“Right,” said Pip. “That was my thinking, like, part of the reason I started it in the first place. I wanted to show I was well-rounded. And I think I could spin a pretty interesting narrative, especially with how it dovetailed with town politics.” He grinned. “Wow, that will be exciting for you to get back into! I wonder how much it’s changed since you left.” 

#gif chat #pipstasia

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I scream at the top of my lungs, you keep it all bottled up We're different that way (Different that way) But please don't ever change (Don't ever change) It might feel like it's only us Lookin' for our kind of love, and maybe that's true But I'm so glad that it's you I wish you knew that you're fantastic I'll be right here, whatever happens When all's said and done You'll always be the one that I keep comin' back to In a heartbeat, I'd choose you Hope you know you'll never dance alone So, don't you worry, don't need to In a hеartbeat, I'd choose you You make mе feel like myself Why would I go anywhere else? How crazy I am (Crazy I am) Somehow, you understand (You understand), yeah You're the sweetest guy I've ever met (I've ever met) I'm as lucky as lucky can get, too good to be true Knowin' somebody like you

#tap #absorbing this as tap dealt me major emotional damage and i wont come back from it #musical #its just that these are my kids who r perfect