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fisheito · 15 days
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He's a magician
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shipwreckblue · 7 months
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hello bloodweave nation. i know many fans go rabid over the idea of gale providing astarion with tender unconditional love and healing through his worshipful devotion. i, too, froth at the mouth over this facet of their dynamic. however, i think many of us could also benefit from being awoken to the god mode genius brain concept that is astarion being deeply, wildly, borderline religiously head over heels in love with gale, and also super fucking embarrassed about it.
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themultifandomgal · 5 months
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Harry Styles- From 2010 Series Master List
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suffarustuffaru · 2 months
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so i talked a bit about reinjulisuba on this blog in the past like in this one ask but now ive made a quick and easy diagram summarizing their whole deal <3
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p1nkc4lyps0 · 2 months
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Damn these twinks built completely identical huh, wonder what that’s about
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inmyblueparadise · 1 year
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Hello could I ask for a request where the sixth member of one direction was with the boys and maybe they were swarmed by paparazzi and she ended up getting hurt ? It’s ok if you don’t want to I understand ! Have a great day x happy 12 anniversary
Oh man I'm so late with this, I'm so sorry ! Happy really reaaaaaaaally late 12 anniversary darling (btw can you believe it's been that long ? Jeez) Anyway I hope you like it lovie xx
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There is a good and a bad side to being a celebrity. 
Of course, people see the glamorous side first, the red carpets, the awards, the luxurious hotels, the money... and you are not going to lie. Yeah, it's great ! But there is also a darker side to putting your life in the spotlight. And especially on a band as famous as One Direction. 
For example, the lack of privacy, all the boys and you have been the victims of gossip magazines and rumors on social media the second you did something. You went out to a club ? You were an alcoholic! You went to grab lunch with a guy ? You guys were dating (even if the guy was your cousin.. and yes that still made your family laugh during the holidays) and so on and so on.. Being followed everywhere was also hard sometimes, because as much as you loved meeting fans, sometimes you just wanted to go to Starbucks without causing a riot. But the worst? THE ACTUAL WORST. Was the paparazzi. 
You didn't mind them at events, behind a line far from you, but when you were swarmed that was something else. Because let's be honest, nobody likes being pushed around, tripped, and blinded by flashes after a 12-hour flight. And as much as your team tries, unfortunately, sometimes they can't stop them from finding you. 
You were just getting out of a 20hrs+ flight from London to Sydney, on which you slept and talk with the boys. You were ready to get off the jet but before you could you saw Paul, frowning at his phone. 
You alright Paul ? you asked 
I'm fine, but I'm going to have to ask you guys to be careful out there fans and paparazzi are here. 
Oh shit ! Should we split up ? 
A little, go by three's. Louis, Liam, and Harry. and Zayn, Y/N, and Niall. And you will be in different cars, please watch out for each other.
That made you stress a little. You had never been a huge fan of crowded places, and having anxiety attacks at the beginning of the rise of the band, was a reminder enough that you were not going to enjoy the next hour. You always felt better with one of the guys next to you and often ended up holding their hands to help keep you calm. You knew Zayn and Niall, were not going to let you get lost, but still, you had a weird feeling in your stomach. You also knew that the three of you would look out for each other because none of you were good being surrounded by a big crowd.
You grab your backpack, checking that your cap was on your head and your sunglasses on your nose and let out a deep breath. But before you exited the plane, you felt a hand softly grab your wrist.
Angel, be careful out there. Stay with Zayn and Niall ok ? 
Don't worry daddy direction, you won't lose me in the crowd, you said smiling. But it was no use trying to hide your anxiety, your boys knew you too well. 
You exited the plane less than 5 minutes after Liam, Louis and Harry. The airport seemed calm, and you were surrounded by security from your team and the airport. But as soon as you saw the door to the outside, and the hundreds of flashes and started to hear the screams of fans, the anxiety started again. You grabbed Niall's hand tight, knowing that he was feeling anxious too.
And once you walked through the doors, it was chaos. Absolute chaos. 
You couldn't see anything other than white flashes or hear something because high pitch screams filled your ears. 
Y/N ! Y/N ! Look here please ! 
You saw fans being pushed around and pressed against each other. Cameras flying around trying to get a picture. You apologized to the fans because you couldn't stop to talk or take pictures. After all, if you stopped you were afraid you would get hurt, and they seemed to understand the situation because they started to try and clear a path between the paparazzi, asking them to move, but apparently, a grown man being told to move by teenage girls was too much for the ego. And. they started to push even more and shout at you. 
That's when you saw it. A young girl, probably 14-15 years old, tumbling to the ground. And by pure instinct, you let go of Niall's hand to help her up. That was a BIG mistake. The second you let go of his hand, he turned around to see what had happened, but he couldn't go back to you, it was almost like walking against the current. He started shouting your name to your security team, but he just saw you disappear in a sea of people. 
You on the other hand were so focused on the young girl who was starting to cry that you didn't realize that you were now surrounded by paparazzi and fans with no security. You crouched on the ground to try and help her up, and that was your second mistake because the second you lowered yourself next to her you were roughly pushed around, making you fall hard on your knees. Wincing as your knees bumped on the pavement, you looked at the girl reaching your hands to her. 
Hi love, grab my hands, Are your ok ? But you couldn't reach her, because a hand had grabbed you, hard. That's when it started, a game of being pulled around in different directions, you felt hands over your arms, your cap being ripped from your head and voices shouting. 
Y/N ! Y/N ! A picture ! Smile sweetheart! Come on ! 
You couldn't breath. You couldn't see. Your arms and hands were covered in scratches, and your knees bleeding. 
Please, can you let me through ? Please I'm just trying to go to the car. Please.
And as much as the fans tried to get them to back away, shouting at them that you were a human being, that you were hurting, they still took pictures, swarming you like ravens.
What you didn't see was the boys reaction. They were in front of you. Way closer to the cars, when they heard the fans. Liam was the first to notice when a fan told him something had happened to you. 
You need to help Y/N, she's hurt !
That made him stop walking and look around trying to spot you. But he couldn't see you. That's when you shouted at Louis.
Lou, do you see Y/N ? 
The oldest of the band whipped around. Not seeing you. And began to shout at Paul. 
Paul ! Where is Tiny ? 
That got the attention of the rest of the band. That was also when they saw Niall struggling to walk back to the airport. 
SHE OVER HERE ! PAUL FUCK SHE'S ON THE GROUND ! 
The fans picked up on it and started shouting at the paparazzi to leave you alone, trying to push them away. But you were still on the ground, having fallen for the third time, hanging your head low, tears streaming down your face. You heard your name being shouted. While half of the security team was trying to make their way to you. 
You saw Scott, one your bodyguards making his way to you. He finally was able to grab you gently around the waist, hosting you up. 
It's ok tiny, I got you. I got you. he whispered in your ear, when you wrapped your arms around his neck, hiding your face, hot tears still streaming down your face. 
Wrap your legs around me, and I'll get you to the cars, darling. 
You had no energy left in you, you just nodded, your face still hidden in his neck. 
He pulled you through the crowd, shouting, telling everyone to back off. And as you made your way closer to the car, you heard the boys, well mostly Louis and Zayn, shouting at the paps. Paul tried to usher them into the car but to no avail. 
What the fuck is wrong with you people ? For a fucking picture ? You fooking loosers ! I'm gonna break your fucking cameras, get them out of our faces for fuck sake! 
Finally, after what felt like hours, you were dropped inside the car, but that didn't make you lighten your grip on Scott's neck. 
It's ok princess, your safe. You let go slowly, seeing the faces of the boys, worry written all over them. 
Thanks Scott
And then, you were swarmed, but this time it didn't scare you. It was full of love. 
Jesus, Angel are you ok ? 
What happened ? 
Babe you're bleeding ! 
Those fookers, Angel, you ok ? 
And as traumatizing as this experience was, you could only, whisper one thing, as the car started pulling away from hell. Still in shock. 
Oh, I lost my cap..
That lightened the tension. You heard chuckles and saw smiles on their faces. 
Oh Angel !
And you were hugged all over, them whispering sweet things, reassuring you, promising you you'll be ok. 
So yes, celebrity was not always a dream life. But as long as you got your boys, what could go wrong ? 
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I NEED YOU AND YOU NEED ME HOW FUCKING NICE IS THAT - LOUIS TOMLINSON
it's your birthday louis william tomlinson, but you have been ours since the day you were born, 24 december 1991, you, the love of my life turn 32 today!! happy birthday sunshine!! happy birthday to the reason of my smile every day(if you see me randomly smiling it's because im thinking about you), to the sweeest little thing on the planet, to the recently turned 32 year old person who i will always call my baby tho im 17 years smoller than you, to the person who i constantly worry about, happy birthday sun if i could i would spin around you continuously and still not get tired. There are not enough words to describe you, sometimes i wonder how are you real and cry because you genuinely are a good person, literally an angel in person. I have never felt so connected to an idol other that you. The relationship between louis and louies is the best, we are "dedicated, crazy in the best possible way" about you, you are so gentle, honest and caring about us and im so happy it is a mutual feeling, and we won the best fandom award!!!!! I so happy to be there with you during your first world tour and to see you conquer this world with your you beautiful voice, always be yourself, don't change for anyone, we all love so much! smile because it literally lights up my life and nothing is more prettier than that and enjoy your life because you literally deserve every single thing in this universe, you are the sun and light up my and many other people's world, you are the reason many people are still alive (including me ig, i am going strong because of you luv!!!), "i would give up on everything but louis wouldn't let me" is the line that describes our relationship and you are a very important person to me i don't even know how i would live without you, you are the oxygen i need to survive, i hope you know how much you mean to us and how proud we are of you. I am so greatful that you exist, i thank the universe every single day that you exist and i am alive at same time as you. Thank you for everything you've done for me and everyone, my life has become so so so so much better after i found out about you and i don't know how else to sum it up cause words ain't good enough there's no way i can explain my love for you, i truly wish this year will be the best one for you yet and i can't believe how fast time is passing, i am proud of every big and little thing that you have achieved whatever makes you happy and whatever you want to do just do it! we are always here for you like you are there for us whenever we need you. I am so happy to be a part of this big beautiful family.
I am for every greatful for you and so thankful that i am able to call you my favourite man in the whole world. you will always be my #1 in my life. May all your dreams come true. and i love you for infinity, forever and always. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOU!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CUPCAKE 🧁!!!! xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
always in my heart @ louistomlinson
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s-aint-elmo · 4 months
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every episode of frieren's got hands we all know this and i should stop acting surprised when those hands start winding back for a suckerpunch but wow this orden guy is kinda tragical huh. like my last words to my son were that i never wanted to see his face again and now, months after he has died, i usher in a parade of pretenders, searching fervently for a face that looks like his. and i will emote about this with the frugality of village in famine
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vuelode-irbis · 10 months
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Second issue! this happened in middle school, hard times, i didn't really have the energy to think about my sexuality and would take guesses whenever my friends asked me if x guy was hot
ID: a digital comic that consists of four panels and features three characters: an anthropomorphic cat and two human girls, the three of them wear a school uniform. In the first panel, the two girls are talking loudly to the cat, who is eating a sandwich; one of the girls is touching the cat's shoulder, holding her phone and saying excitedly: "Irbis! Look at this guy! Isn't he hot?", the other girl is holding the first one by her shoulders. The second panel shows the cat looking at the phone while the girls expect their answer; the cat seems confused and murmurs "Ehh... umm..." in a speech bubble, finally answering "... no?" in another one. The third panel shows the first girl shouting "What?! He's really hot!" while her friend laughs at her saying "I told you he was ugly! Haha", the cat flinches a bit and looks at them with confusion. In the last panel, the cat is surrounded by black and has an asexual flag behind, while they ask themselves "So did I get it right this time or... ?". End ID.
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spacedlexi · 2 months
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Hi Lexi
What do you think of partially blinded Vi? You never seem to draw her that way, and I kind of just wanted to know what do you think of it as a certified Vi lover.
I personally think that while something like this can be "cool" (as in, being beneficial to the character design), it's handled quite poor for Vi and it just looks a bit... ungrateful. Simply doesn't look good, doesn't fit her personality or character (am I missing something?) and it doesn't seem to fit or suit her...unlike Kenny's iconic eyepatch. To me, it has become a pivotal thing in his design to a degree in which Kenny with both eyes seems a bit odd looking. I see it as a symbol which stands for Ken being a martyr and all he's lost and sacrificed. He is all about family and helping those he loved, his loved ones truly were the "apple of his eye". It all makes sense, doesn't it?
But for Vi, it's excatly the opposite. I'm just so sorry to see her like this. 😭😭😭 I don't think it makes sense in any way. Louis losing his tongue because he's so talkative and "won't shut up" does kind of make sense, but I cant help but see Violet losing sight as kind of lazy writing. "We need something bad happening to her!!! suffer the children!!!'- the writers exclaimed.
i think vi losing her eyesight is incredibly impactful on her character and i honestly dont understand why some people say its lazy writing. especially since it was foreshadowed multiple times. vi losing her eyesight i think is even more impactful on her character than louis losing his tongue because at least louis still has his music to express himself and uplift spirits through (and its not like he cant communicate At All. his note still makes clem laugh). the reason i dont draw blind vi very often is because of how sad it is to me. for multiple reasons
violets whole thing is wanting to be able to protect the people she cares about, and feels immense grief and guilt about the times she feels shes failed them (thinks if she had been there with the twins that day that she couldve done something to save them. feels she failed everyone taken by the raiders. is scared of failing clem too "if something happened to you because of me? i cant lose you too. i wont". its why she cant leave minnie after shooting her. and a kidnapped vi attacks clem because she doesnt want anyone else to get hurt. hell it even ties back to her grandma and feeling guilty about not doing anything for her)
so for her to lose her eyesight? she took pride in her ability to fight and now she cant do that anymore. cant protect the people she loves. and as someone who started the season as an isolated loner, it forces her to rely on those around her for help, stripping her of her independence (and her independence is what allowed her to stand up against the group for clem when it came to the marlon situation in ep2). a blinded vi is forced into accepting community, whereas a saved violet accepts it on her own. her and clem turn ericsons into the home violet could never see it as
the other reason blind vi makes me so sad is that it is Directly a result of clems actions. kidnapped vi had nothing and wanted nothing to do with the bomb, and yet shes the ONLY ONE who gets hurt by it. clem choosing to let vi be taken means clem both breaks her heart, and then burns out her eyes. louis and his tongue is between him and lilly and was a choice THEY each made outside of clems direct influence (even if it was clem who inspired him to speak up, it is ultimately his choice to keep talking, and lilly hurts him for it. its sad he gets punished for a character moment, but clem had no direct hand in him losing his tongue. its why hes not angry to see her in the cell. he doesnt blame clem for what happened), but the way vi is feeling in that cell is DIRECTLY due to clems actions. vi feels like clem abandoned her after she had put herself on the line for her multiple times. she always had clems back but clem didnt have hers. clem is the one who planted the bomb and vi gets caught in the blast. clem hurts her emotionally And physically. and vi apologizes for getting upset (she tries to apologize on the beach too before theyre forced out in the cart, so she felt wrong for those actions immediately even tho they were understandable. lilly and minnie used her moment of weakness to get in her head. she just wanted everyone to be safe)
kidnapped blinded vi is just so incredibly sad to me, especially when you compare her to a fully realized violet. a violet who has come into herself, has confidence, has opened up, has stopped pushing people away out of fear and lets herself love again. shes a leader. a fighter. a protector. and those are all things a blinded violet loses
neither vi losing her eyes or louis losing his tongue is supposed to add anything to their characters. its about what theyve lost. both of them have important parts of their identity stripped away from them after being taken by the delta. its supposed to be sad. heartbreaking. regrettable. unfortunate. they have not gained anything by their time at the delta, only lost important parts of themselves to it
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harryscherrypie · 2 years
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Sing with me?
Harry styles x exband!female reader
summary - Harry has a request, and because you're too in love with him, you can't deny him.
warnings - suggestive themes?, implied smut, slight insecurities
word count - 1,3k
a/n - soo, I finally wrote something. My mental health doesn't seem to be deteriorating at this time and writing doesn't seem like a chore. I had a really fun time writing this, even if it isn't that good. I hope you like this and would like to read more of these two, because I have quite a lot of stuff thought out, just not written yet.
Please, if you enjoyed reading, it would be awesome if you reblogged, liked, and followed me because it shows that you like what I write
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“You want me to what?” You asked as Harry stood in front of a mirror in his almost finished outfit for Coachella week 2. He looked absolutely amazing, and you were having a tough time concentrating on what he was asking you to answer.
“Well, I had Shania Twain as my guest last week, so the only way to top that is by you being the guest,” he shrugged as if what he was asking was no big deal.
“You think I will top Shania Twain huh?” You narrowed your eyes and Harry grinned a sickly sweet smile.
“Of course, it would be our first performance together since the one direction days, it would top last week for sure,” he shrugged and shifted his weight, as Lambert pinned some pins into his pants.
Even if you didn’t want to admit it to yourself, you knew it was true. The fans didn’t know you were dating and were absolutely thirsty for even a bit of interaction between the two of you. So yes, he was right, if you were to be his guest, it would surely break the internet.
“I haven’t performed in such a long time though, are you sure you want me to be your guest?” You asked as you tucked your bottom lip in between your teeth, and looked to the ground.
You suddenly felt a pair of hands lightly gripping your shoulders.
“Hey, of course I want you to be up there with me. You know I’ve dreamed of us performing together again since the band split,” he rubbed his thumbs over your shoulders and you frowned a little.
“We didn’t split up, we are on a hiatus,” you corrected him, just like always and he rolled his eyes.
“Of course, how could I mistake the two, so sorry for that. Now, will you be my guest or not?” He asked impatiently and you thought about it for a while.
Nothing would make you happier than performing with him again after so many years. You missed it. Flaunting around stage with him, and having fun was something that got you through when you were in the band. There were a few cases in which you almost quit, but the thought of not being able to do what you liked with people you loved, always held you back from bringing it up to anyone.
“Fine, I will,” you breathed out and Harry grinned like a Cheshire cat.
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“I can’t believe you had matching outfits made for us,” you shook your head as you looked at the two of you in the mirror you stood in front of.
You were in a similar outfit Harry was in. With matching trousers and wests, you with a cropped tank top underneath, you stood in front of the mirror, checking each other out.
“I can’t believe you made me wear your initials on my ass,” you shook your head as you looked at the patchwork on your back pockets in the mirror.
“Well, they have to know you are mine don’t they?” He wiggled his eyebrows and pulled you closer to him by your waist.
“You trust yourself a bit too much sometimes, don’t you think?” you chuckled and scraped your nails over his bare bicep, making him shiver.
“You look so good, you know?” You asked after a few seconds of silence. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him if you were being honest. He looked out of this world. In moments like these you couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that he was yours. Finally and forever.
“I know, but thank you for reminding me, again,” he teased and gently connected your lips in a sweet and loving kiss.
“We will also have matching coats, did you know?” He pulled away and asked excitedly.
Harry Lambert came into the room with arms full of two fluffy coats, one pink and one orange.
“There you are, lovebirds, don’t forget Harry, you take it off after As it was and then put it back on after treat people with kindness when (y/n) comes out,” Lambert reminded him and he absentmindedly nodded while he played with the strap of your tank top, pulling it down and kissing your bare shoulder lovingly.
“You two are disgusting,” Lambert shook his head and hung the coats on a clothing rack in the corner of the room.
“We need to leave in about 40 minutes, please, for the love of God, don’t wrinkle the clothes and don’t mess up your makeup,” Lambert frowned and left the room, clearly not amused with your slight pda.
As soon as the door closed, Harry pulled you towards the couch and pulled you to sit on his lap.
“You heard Lambert, H, we shouldn’t, not now,” you mumbled and Harry frowned.
“Aww come on, just a quickie, we won’t ruin anything,” he pouted and quickly pecked your lips a few times in a row.
“I’m so nervous, I don’t think I can,” you whispered against his lips and he furrowed his brows.
“I thought I told you not to worry, everything is going to be fine, we will just break the internet, nothing too major,” he teased and you closed your eyes and rested your forehead against his.
“I’m scared I am going to mess it up, I haven’t performed in such a long time,” you confessed, making Harry let out a disapproving tut.
“None of that baby, everything is going to be alright, we will crush it, just like we did when we were 19, nothing has changed,” he kissed your cheek and you opened up one of your eyes.
“Nothing except the fact that you are old now, are you sure you will be able to keep up?” you teased. Harry let out a fake horrified gasp as he dug his fingers into your sides, making you squeal from the feeling.
“I am old? I don’t know who complained about not being able to keep up yesterday night when I had you laid out on the bed hmm? What are you going to say to me about that?” Harry whispered into your ear teasingly, making you freeze in your spot and letting out a shaky breath. It didn’t take much effort for him to make you feel some type of way, and he knew it. Just as you went to grind your hips against his he pulled away.
“You are right we shouldn’t, I am suddenly feeling very nervous myself,” he faked a long stretch and stood up, leaving you on the couch with a beating heart and a damp spot in your underwear.
“We don’t want to be late, do we? C’mon,”
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You were already standing backstage when Harry came out on the stage. He ran down the stair during the intro of as it was and you prayed to everything above that he wouldn’t fall down and injure his ankle or something. There were many things that could go wrong when it came to his prancing around on the stage.
He looked absolutely amazing. The stage lights hit his body only in flattering angles, making him look otherworldly. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him and were buzzing with excitement to get on the stage and finally be with him.
After so many years of not performing together, you were just mere minutes away from stepping on stage and singing with him, just like you loved to do when you were both teenagers.
The lights dimmed down and you could vaguely see Harry’s form retreat in the direction of his haphazardly thrown coat. You knew this was your cue and as the first tones of medicine started playing you stepped out on the stage and the glass-shattering sound of people’s excitement accompanied the first steps you took on the stage for the first time in years.
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I was thinking of also adding one of those Instagram post type of thingies to these chapters after I make them so look out for that, that will definitely come soon.
thanks for reading <3
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themultifandomgal · 5 months
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From 2010- Audition
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Waiting for her name to get called must be the most nerve racking times of her life. YN sits holding on to her dads hand as her leg jiggles up and down. Only being 16 and auditioning for the x-factor was never really part of her life plan. She was going to get a degree in law like her mother, Lisa, but when YN’s mum passed away YN knew it’s not what her mum would want her to do. Before Lisa passed away she told YN to follow her dreams and create music. So that’s why YN now sits in the waiting room for the X-factor.
"Your going to be alright YN calm down" my dad says as he squeezes my hand “your mum will up there with you on stage” I’m grateful that my dad encourages me so much, and so did my mum. Yes I know I can carry a tune since I have been lead in my school. But auditioning for the X facto is just another ball game. I just hope my voice will be enough for me to get through the audition. Only time will tell. It doesn’t seem like I’m waiting much longer when my name is called.
"YN the judges are ready for you now" I stand up and go over to the back of the stage. Where I greet a few other people
“Hi I’m Niall”
“YN” I shake his hand
“It’s nice to meet you YN. Hopefully we will both get through to the next round”
“Fingers crossed” I cross my fingers smiling. They then call his name and I wish him luck.
Finally it's time for my audition I walk on stage and stand on the X
"Hi sweetie what's your name and age" Nicole Scherzinger asks me
"Hi I'm YN YLN and I’m 16”
“Your 16?” Louis Walsh asks with raised eyebrows I’m guessing he’s surprised with my age so I nod my head confirming that I am only 16
“Yeah”
“Who have you brought here with you today?” he asks
“I’ve got my dad here with me”
"Ok and what song are you going to sing for us today?" Simon Cowell asks
"I'm going to sing I have nothing by Whitney Houston”
“That’s a tough song to sing” Nichole comments
“It was my mums favourite song. She passed away coming up to a year ago so I want to feel like she’s here with me”
"Ok good luck"
The music starts playing and I start singing. Thankfully I doesn’t get any buzzes which makes me sigh out of relief immediately once the song is over. The sound of the audience cheering brings tears to my eyes
“YN you should be so proud of yourself with that audition” Nicole says “you have such a unique voice. I’m speechless”
“Thank you” I sniffle into the microphone in my hand
“Your only 16, you’ve got a great voice you just a little more confidence in yourself” Louis says making me nod understanding
“Your good, very good but I think there’s something missing” Simon says making me feel nervous “but I’m willing to give you a chance. It’s a yes from me, Nicole?”
“It’s a yes”
“YN you’ve got 3 yes’ congratulations your through to the next round”
“Thank you so much” I wave running off the stage and straight into the arms of me dad who squeezes me tight
“Told you you’d be alright. I know your mum is super proud of you”
“Thanks dad”
When me and her dad arrive back home. I walk through the front door to see the rest of my family with balloon, banners and cakes. I just hope this will be the start of something amazing.
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ghost-bxrd · 22 days
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Call me stupid but if I met William Cobb I’m gonna tackle hug him
I had this ask show up in a little window at the top of my screen and immediately went “R.I.P.” 😭
Seriously tho dear, pls do not tackle the trigger happy Talon in a hug. It reduces the likelihood of survival drastically 😭😭😭😭
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randomnebula · 4 months
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i refuse to watch the phandom video essay that keeps getting recommended to me because from the first few seconds it’s very obviously just gonna be “the phandom was all just horrible weirdo creep shippers (derogatory)” for like 40 mins but i’m just like it doesn’t have to be like
i obviously just said i haven’t watched the video or any video of that nature for that matter but i feel like one of the things those types of videos likely miss is like the phandom wasn’t necessarily wholly unique in it’s more like toxic aspects of the time. like i think the topic of ‘toxic shipping’ in fandom (specifically rpf) in the like 2010s could be such an interesting video and like the phandom could be involved in a video about that topic but like it just seems unfair to only ever talk about the phandom in regards to that topic (both in the only ever talking about the bad parts of the phandom sense and in the the phandom being the front and center fandom referenced when discussing shipping at the time sense).
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utilitycaster · 2 years
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Hi! I'm sorry if you've already talked about this, but I was wondering what your thoughts were on Caleb's becoming a professor at the Soltryce Academy? As compared to what some fans thought he would do (going rogue and taking down Cerberus Assembly)
Hi anon,
I don't know if I've talked about this, and I don't think I have at length if I did, so I'd like to thank you for asking me and providing the opportunity for the rant below. If you were simply looking for a brief answer that is only about Caleb, then I do have to ask whether you are familiar with this blog and my whole deal. But also the brief answer is "I think it's beautiful that Caleb carves out a place for himself that harkens back to his childhood dreams, in a world he once thought he would have to remake entirely in order to ever feel at home. The idea that this is somehow a failure, and that the secret good ending is him turning into Batman or perhaps a moderately sympathetic Agatha Christie villain seems unfathomable if you are not stupid and lack all media literacy. Unfortunately being an idiot with no media literacy is somewhat in vogue these days. In this essay I will - "
(and here's the essay)
The ending of Campaign Two felt horribly abrupt when announced: I was among the people who thought so, and who thought so loudly. Yet it finished, after a marathon session, with an ending that, at every turn, showed how profoundly the cast cared about and understood the arcs of the characters they had built and the story that they had told. They truly did, as the advice Brennan repeated recently goes, surprise us with the inevitable. I would not change a thing.
Caleb Widogast, like any good character, was more than the sum of his parts. Yes, he was a sensitive portrayal of a character who had undergone traumatic child abuse and who still was dealing with the aftermath. Yes, he was an equally sensitive portrayal of someone who is primarily speaking in one's second language. Yes, he was a wizard, which rules, and bisexual, which also rules, and he had a magic cat and a great sense of humor. But most of all Caleb was the realization of a coherent goal that was deeply tied into the setting not just of D&D 5e but of Exandria, of Wildemount, of Zemni Fields, and of the Soltryce Academy.
He was once a young man who dreamed of something better and who had a gift for the arcane, and he managed, so he thought, to find a way to rise above his humble origins. His dream was to become a teacher. Trent had other plans, you know the rest, and he woke up in his late 20s, a fugitive, with the magic powers he'd had in his mid-teens, and a life he felt he had nigh irrevocably destroyed. For a time, he lived mostly not because he wished to be alive, but because he felt his death would not serve his goal: his moonshot, to undo the mess he'd made of his past. Along the way, he met a goblin, and then he met a few people more. He started to laugh again, and to become more powerful, and encounter new ideas, and fall in love, and inch by inch, begin to heal - all without yet undoing his parents' death. He made arcane breakthroughs that had nothing to do with altering time and all to do with helping his closest friend. He tentatively found that there were other wizards he could trust, and learn from, and perhaps even care for.
And also, along that path, he learned there were others who pursued secrets about time, and possibility; there were wizards he could not trust but from whom he might have been able to learn. And he sometimes chose not to do so, because somewhere along the line, the plan changed. I don't think Caleb even realized it had until he was faced with his chance. It is worth noting that Caleb's murderous rampage through Vergesson Sanatorium, and his decision to leave Trent Ikithon alive, were separated by no more than a week.
Caleb did not end the campaign fully healed. That's not how this works; that's not even a meaningful or measurable statement. But he did end the campaign having told himself, inch by inch, that moving forward cannot happen while also moving backward. He let go of so many things, recognized they were not to be, and then he finally stood in a room with Essek with an ancient machine that said "you can do it. You can have what you've wanted for so long." And Caleb had planned this, planned it carefully, no paradoxes for him, just his parents living a quiet life half a world away, and he could have done it. In a way, it would have felt inevitable too. And he hears Essek say "Will you do it? I will help you." And he hears Essek say "But I accept my regrets, my thoughts now, and I'm here today with this knowledge, in this moment with you, because of those mistakes." And he hears himself say "Because you're not my cat. My cat is dead." And he sees himself with Frumpkin around his shoulders like a scarf in the tiny hut in the middle of the tundra. And he hears himself say "Yeah, he's always been one to control narrative. And that is a big part of holding onto power, controlling narrative." And he drags some dust up his arm, and disintegrates everything in the room, and burns what's left.
***
My brother works in a middle school (I promise this is relevant). My brother is also an openly gay man with rainbows plastered prominently on various laptop and backpack surfaces. As one might guess, he's had multiple kids come out to him. I think about this when I think about what Caleb said, about how, when the guard changes, will he and Astrid "mangle more children to feed the fields of Wynandir." And I think about what it means to the Assembly, who we know benefited from Trent's actions, who in some cases were well aware of them, to not only have one of his former victims among their number, but to have one in the very school they used to recruit. What it means that both these people publicly gave testimony. What it means to the Soltryce Academy students that there's a teacher they know will believe them.
Caleb has already struck down what he needed to of the Cerberus Assembly.
It's simple. Sometimes happiness looks like a return. Sometimes happiness looks like a boat heading towards the horizon. Sometimes happiness looks like a place to rest. And I think that it's not out of the question to say that to some, happiness does come after a righteous round of revenge. But does not look like that for Caleb, and what's more, while he took the whole campaign to discover how it might look for him - to even believe that it was a thing he could still perceive and one day have - it never, at any point, did.
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LIKE LOUIS TOMLINSON IS THE MOST UNDERRATED CELEBRITY I KNOWS I KNOW AND HE ALMOST ALWAYS GETS HATE FOR EVERYTHING HE DOES. BUT MOMENTS LIKE CINDERELLA BALL IS LIVING PROOF THAT BEHIND THE DRUG SCANDALS AND BABYGATE AND ALL THOSE FALSE ACCUSATIONS, IS A MAN WITH HEART OF PURE GOLD WHO WOULD GIVE UP THE WHOLE WORLD FOR PEOPLE HE CARES ABOUT AND HIS FANS. LOUIS IS A PRINCE AND A HERO AND ITS TIME PEOPLE KNOW IT.
EVERY MORNING I WAKE UP AND THINK THAT MY LOVE FOR LOUIS CANNOT INCREASE MORE BUT EVERY SINGLE DAY IM PROVEN WRONG.
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I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW HIM LIVE. I WOULD DIE WITHOUT LOUIS.
HE IS AN PRECIOUS ANGEL.
PEOPLE SHOULD LEAVE BEHIND ALL THAT SHIT, AND ACTUALLY SEE HOW TALENTED HE IS. ITS FOOKING TIME PEOPLE KNOW WHO LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON REALLY IS.
I JUST HOPE LOUIS APPRECIATES HIMSELF AS MUCH AS WE DO AND STOP UNDERESTIMATING HIMSELF.
LOUIS WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU. AND WE LOVE YOU A LOT. MOST OF US WOULD DIE WITHOUT YOU. YOU HAVE SAVED MANY PEOPLE'S LIVES AND HAVE A HUGE IMPACT ON OUR LIVES. I ON BEHALF OF ALL THE LOUIES THANK THE STRANGER WHO SAVED SO LOUIS AND IN THAT WAY SAVED MANY OF US. LIKE WHEN IM TENSED OR ANXIOUS OR BEFORE MY EXAM I JUST LISTEN TO LOUIS' MUSIC AND IT MAKES ME FEEL SO MUCH BETTER. HIS VOICE AND MUSIC IS JUST SO CLOSE AND PERSONAL TO ME , WHENEVER I HEAR IT I FEEL LIKE IM HOME BECAUSE ITS SO FAMILIAR. YOU ARE THE BEST THING THAT'S EVER HAPPENED TO ME
I JUST WISH TO MEET YOU BEFORE I DIE. MY LIFE WOULD BE COMPLETE ONCE I MEET YOU.
SINCERELY,
LOUIES. xxxxxx
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