#⋆ *╯ ⠀⠀ ⤿ ⅋̳⠀ 𝗈𝗈𝖼 .

[msetra]

#MSETRA. the master, written by nadiya ( she/her, 27, CEST )

[hoshizorax]

why yes I called sukuna “double dick patrick”. what of it lmao

[validuse]

──   kit rueng   ;   beach bonanza event . 📍   leo carrillo state beach .    @berrygossip

[wclking-fire]

✿ It be like that sometimes... ✿

[qilyns]

NO ONE SAW THAT. the readmore did not come through for me

[lusciniaes]

layla posted up on halloween like this fr. beard and all

[qilyns-a]

starter / plotcall. like this post if you want me to slide in your dms for plotting, or comment for a starter. make sure to specify which muse of mine the starter should be from and which muse it should be for (for multis) or i will pick the worst crack scenario i can possibly think of. 🌹

[nctbitten]

❝ 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇. 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖾'𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽. 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗃𝗈𝖻? ❞ // clementine from telltale's & skybound's the walking dead. heavily plot-based. est. 2015 & studied by jay.

[msetra]

see, the problem with this master is that she doesn't have the affect of an evil middle-manager or a villain who ties women to railroad tracks anymore, no, she's both a bond bad guy & an older, man-spreading lesbian university professor under the veil of the prettiest woman you've ever met & she knows it. it's very dangerous

[hoshizorax]

@aeternxm pinterest said it wants to see more lily and keshi lmao

[validuse]

/   hayes whitehawk   ──   now arriving ...  @ the 1ˢᵗ beach bonanza event .    @berrygossip

[wclking-fire]

HEALTH UPDATE

trigger heavy: vent tw, hospital tw, illness tw, blood mention tw and I guess harassment? a few comments were made, just read with caution please!

✿ Please know I am doing much better now, I am resting although I now think I have chronic fatigue from the fever which is a pain in the butt but I am glad I have recovered well. ✿

✿ Meowdy! I have something of a health update. So, remember that cafe job I got? Well it wasn't a job, it was a trial run. Basically free labour for them. Yeah. That started as a weeks trial and then some how stumbled into a month and then stumbled into two month trial, even though I mentioned my aim was to make money for christmas but whatever I guess. As the days went by I went from doing around three hours for three days to six days and almost doing six/seven hours worth of work. WITHOUT PAY I MIGHT ADD. Anyway that isn't even the worst thing. Get this. A month in I get bacterial tonsillitis and I am on a course of penicillin for ten days. They still have me working in the cafe, the only day I had off was when I booked the GP appointment to get my throat checked. Five days in and my tonsils are getting worse and worse and I am struggling to breathe at night like near on choking out. This employer is seeing how I am like during hours working and still doesn't let me go home and they still ask me to do more hours with each passing day. I have a fever, I am working seven hours on two hours of sleep, I am covering staff that don't get punished, they get sent to the back where I am front of house and just doing everything, I am stumbling over my feet because my ears are going with the tonsillitis. BUT GET THIS. IT GETS SO SO BAD I HAD TO GO TO HOSPITAL BECAUSE MY GP THINKS IT IS GLANDULAR FEVER. So, I get sent to hospital and turns out I had bacterial tonsillitis and glandular fever. The blood tests came back that my liver function was up, my temp was 38.6 which is deadly and my blood pressure was 167/93. I had fluids and went on my way, but like what the fuck? Like I have just had the absolute piss ripped out of me. Granted I said yes to all the times they asked me to come in so maybe it is my fault too, but still. If you can't tell someone is that ill??? Like really?? I sounded worse each day. Not to mention the texts messages sent were not showing any mercy like I said the doctor recommended two days off. They didn't they told me to go back when I felt better, but I was stubborn and told said employer 'oh they said two days off.' The employer responded. 'If you wanna come in tomorrow that is totally fine.' Then I was like well shit. I have to come in now... Lot of guilt tripping. They told me to call them next time I was off because it wasn't nice to read that I was off from a text??? LIKE WHAT-???? Then when I phoned them again about the whole thing it was just sighing like it was my fault I was ill??? News flash, you get glandular fever from scrubbing dirty dishes and guess what my job was. The scary part is that glandular fever affects the liver and spleen if I knocked my spleen whilst I was working it could of ruptured. Not to mention the sexual comments made to me like insinuating I performed sexual acts for a taxi ride I laughed it off but I shouldn't have and the comments about my weight like bleh. ✿

TLDR: The person who hired me for the free labour worked me into the ground whilst I had bacterial tonsillitis and glandular fever. After my trip to the hospital they sent me a message saying 'have they fixed you?' and I am like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK-

[qilyns]

inbox call since i'm almost done with my own! like this post if you want me to terrorize your inbox with starters & memes from your reblogged prompts tag ➶♡

[lusciniaes]

@ furina, @ navia, @ charlotte, @ everyone else

[qilyns-a]

since half of the followers on this blog are brand new mutuals, find me on d/scord at asa.mitakas for plotting and memeing while i clear out my inboxes and work on updating ganyu's carrd 😗

[sheyfu]

𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

— 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅!𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

— 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽’𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗄 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾.

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖨𝖬 𝖲𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖱𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸 😭😭😭😭); 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍 (?) 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 (𝗌𝖺𝖾’𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖿𝗋); 𝖻𝗋𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 (𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽); 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝗈 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 (𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅); 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗌 (𝗅𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒); 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗈𝖼 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗁𝗆

— 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: 𝗂 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖧𝖨𝖴𝖠𝖥𝖲𝖠𝖥𝖩 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗒𝗒!! 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖴𝖲𝖣𝖧 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖨 𝖣𝖤𝖫𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖬𝖬𝖬𝖧𝖬𝖧𝖧𝖬𝖬; 𝖨 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖸𝖮𝖭𝖤 𝖤𝖭𝖩𝖮𝖸𝖲 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖳𝖮𝖮𝖮 <33333; 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋??; 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗒 @joeys-piano!! 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖭𝖪 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖲𝖮 𝖬𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖧𝖲𝖨𝖣𝖩𝖩; 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗋𝗋 🤞🤞🤞

𝗐𝖼: 700+

the smell of pancakes and coffee wafts through the air as you cook breakfast. the morning sun hitting all the right spots in your home makes you feel relaxed and comforted—your unconscious humming being the proof of that. 

you fall into a state of peace and calm as you spoon pancake batter on the pan; its quiet sizzles distract you from all the stress you’ve been collecting from the past week.

and because of your good mood, the fluffiest and most perfect pancakes come out as you flip them; little dances being performed by you to celebrate your small achievement.

your serenity, however, is short-lived by loud and heavy footsteps rushing down the stairs.

“what the fuck is this?” a rough voice, laced with sleep, soon interrupts your quiet morning. 

so much for peace and quiet. 

sighing, you turn the stove off as you prepare to face the magenta-haired parasite you’ve been living with.

“oh me, oh my! looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today. what’s got your lashes in a twist anyway?” you say as you turn around to face your one and only itoshi sae, who’s currently dressed in nothing but his boxers and a very noticeable scowl on his face. 

typical. 

“so? care to explain what this is?” his phone is suddenly shoved into your face in the midst of your daydreaming. you focus your eyes on the device, seeing an edit of a woman wearing sae’s jersey—arctic monkeys playing in the background.

hm? what’s this? another attention seeking who- wait. 

you bring your face closer to the phone, making sure what you’re seeing is true. 

holy shit is that me?!

“what the fuck…” you cover your mouth in disbelief. 

zoning in on the face in the edit, your suspicions are confirmed to be true, with the tags giving you that double confirmation you’re looking for.

“oh my god that is me…” slowly raising your head to look at your boyfriend, expecting him to still have that stupid scowl on his face, only to be met with a look of pure disgust and hints of jealousy on his face.

“oi! why the fuck are you lookin’ at me like that?” you say offended by just looking at his face.

“oh please!” his dramatic ass says as he removes the phone from your face. “just imagine having to see edits of your girlfriend on your fyp and people thirsting over her.” he says, closing and slamming his phone on the countertop. “even having the audacity to say shit like “oooo she’s so fuckin’ hot” or “the things i’d let her do to me” oh and even asking stupid questions like “can your boyfriend fight?” the man child says with a high-pitched mocking voice as he flails his arms around while rolling his eyes.

“like what the fuck. i mean, don’t get me wrong, hermosa. i know you’re hot as fuck but damn their comments are fuckin’ unnecessa-”

you cut his rant off by grabbing his cheeks and shutting him up with a kiss. you pull away moments after, laughing at his wide eyes and parted lips.

“don’t be so mad now, guapo. after all, it was your idea to invite me to the game.” you laugh, letting go of the man as you turn back to the stovetop. 

“oh and also,” looking back once more to face sae who’s now sporting a pout and furrowed eyebrows. “before acting all pissy, make sure to tone your voice down, yeah?” you snicker at his dumbfounded face. “could hear you giggling all the way down here.” his face flushes, possibly putting chigiri hyoma’s hair to shame.

wish i could’ve taken a picture of it. 

“shut up.” he says as he grabs his phone. “i’m breaking up with you.” grumbling, he proceeds to go back to your shared bedroom, stomping like a little child.

my dear sae. you’re so cute.

“yeah right. breakfast will be ready in a bit. also, you love me too much. pretty sure if you break up with me you’d waste your time re-watching my edits instead of playing soccer.” you say loudly, a teasing lilt to your voice. 

“shut up!” you hear your boyfriend shout from upstairs.

laughing at his antics, you shout an “i love you!” to him, only to be met with silence.

you shake your head, a smile growing on your face.  

and as you begin plating your food, you hear the same song faintly playing upstairs, and small, yet resounding giggles from your boyfriend.

he’s fuckin’ obsessed with me. 

you chuckle at the thought, going back to preparing breakfast with a big smile on your face.