#((It's always sunny in Blueberry Academy))

[bullyberry]

Stella: This is crazy but I'm having feelings again. Like some kind of four year old kid or something. You remember feelings, right? Lacey: Yeah... I have feelings every single day of my life. Stella: Do you?

[darkmatter-nebula]

Allister’s hair gets really messy

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Drabble: Ingo's Affectionate Twin Brother

It was a sunny day in Unova. Allister, who was an exchange student at the Blueberry Academy, visited Nimbasa City. The shy and kindhearted little boy entered the Battle Subway, hoping to see the Subway Masters.

Allister was glad that Ingo and Emmet got reunited, and that Ingo's memories also were restored. It didn't take long for Allister to encounter the twins. "ALLISTER!" Emmet was excited to see the eight years old Ghost Type Gym Leader.

The silver haired man ruffled affectionately Allister's silky hair, and made it messy in the process. "I'm happy to see you again, my boy." Ingo said softly. Allister didn't fail to notice that Ingo didn't have the beard anymore.

"My younger brother couldn't wait to finally meet you in person, Allister." Ingo chimed in as Emmet gave Allister a tight yet soft hug. "You are so cuuuuuute!" Emmet was cooing about the small boy's sheer cuteness.

Everyone in Nimbasa City knew that Emmet gave great hugs. The young man always was a cuddlebug. His favorite person to cuddle with was, of course, his beloved twin brother Ingo. Allister smiled softly about their unbreakable bond.

The End

[revisitingfandoms]

guess who finished the date fic! It’s me ya boi. Anyways I hope you enjoy, do let me know what you think. I’m going to bed now, I got school.

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Today was the day! Arcane egg stands in front of the mirror in her room, they were fussing over their hair. Trying to make sure her braids were perfect, or at least as close to perfect as possible. They were also fussing over their outfit, they know all three of them agreed to just wear their normal outfits. But she can’t help it! She wants to impress! As they fuss over their appearance they can’t help but sink into their recent memories. It felt like they were dreaming.

Surely the pass few months were but a sweet dream right? She’s currently imagining a dream scenario while getting stabbed by golden butter right? They were still dealing with the hungry ones right, that… that has to be true, right….?

NO, she smacks her face softly. No she’s alive, she’s very much still her. Her friends saved her, nursed her back to health. They helped her find a way to be rid of the hungry ones, for good. They found Mirror moon cookie, who used to be Fortune cookie… they found Flowing water cookie, the baby they used to take care of. Now just a little older, around 12 arcane thinks. They banished the hungry ones back where they came from! She destroyed her soul jam, which freed her. 

Which led to the solution that wouldn’t only free her friends, but stop Dark enchantress cookie from gaining power! And so the soul jams were destroyed, of course those who held them for so long are still connected sort of. They can draw on its power easily enough, but now everyone can! Every cookie! After that the war simmered down, Dark enchantress loss a lot if not all her power. It now belongs to white lily. Afterwards the beasts, golden, and you returned to Crispia. They’ve began to find new purposes, your just happy you have your family again.

Which leads to the present day, you’ve…. Recently confessed your romantic interest in both Shadow milk and Golden butter, fully expecting them to say no. But they accepted! Which both surprised and excited you! And so a week ago Shadow milk proposed the idea of an ice cream date! In the ghost village near the rebuilding Blueberry Academy, you both agreed obviously! 

Snapping back to reality you leave your room in a slight hurry, your slightly behind schedule now but that’s fine. Your a goddamn mage! As Arcane steps outside their house in the cookie kingdom, they summon their fork staff. They say a few words in a different language to open a portal with their staff. Before they step in arcane takes one last moment to look at themselves in on of their windows, seeing that they look fine they step through.

The lovely atmosphere in the small town surrounded you instantly, it was dark but the blue ghost flames lit up the place wonderfully! The air was also nice and cold, of course not freezing cold it was more breezy than anything. The hustle and bustle of all the new people moving in is what caught your attention next, your still impressed that Shadow milk managed to clean this place up so quickly. 

Your attention is caught by a familiar jovial voice “wohoo! Sunny! Over here!” ah! you immediately perk up and look his direction 

The familiar round face of Shadow milk cookie comes into view, you give a little wave “Hi Moonie!” You softly shout. He beckons you over and you happily comply.

“Now how is my Sunny wunny fairing this fine day!” He says pulling you into a tight side hug, his hugs are always so nice. Nice and firm.

“I’m doing good Moonie, how are you doing?”

“Oh just wonderfully! Especially since the last person we needed for our lil date is FINALLY here!” He squeezes you tighter.

“Wait final person? Am I late?” You ask a little worried and frazzled, your worried thoughts are interrupted by a calm voice.

“No, no need to fret Sunny your on time. I just got here a little earlier than expected.” Golden butters explanation soothed you. It also seemed like she was carrying something.

“Oh thank god- I really thought I was late for a moment. Ooo what do you have there Starlight?” At your little nickname Golden butter seems to fluster a bit. Cute.

“J-just the ice cream” she stutters out a little, she than collects herself “Why the nickname..?”

“Well I mean, you and Moonie call me Sunny, and you and me call him Moonie. Well you do it less… that besides I thought you should have a nickname too!” You explain “do you not like it?” 

“N-no I like it! I’m just not used to such nicknames… especially ones with such affection.” suddenly an indignant gasp can be heard.

“We’re my nicknames not sincere enough! Why I never, I gave you plenty of nicknames!” He lets go of you before floating up a but than pouting “I gave you plenty on nicknames! Like Goldie or dear and not once have you reacted like this! Are my nicknames not good enough! Hmm, HMMM?”

“You know that’s not what I meant, besides at the time I thought you were just trying to get a reaction.” Golden crosses her arms loosely, you can tell she’s not actually mad but she like to tease. In her own way.

As they continue to playfully bicker you gently grab the ice cream from Golden butter, and went to find a table. It was off in the corner and nice and quiet, the perfect spot for a nice conversation. You put the ice cream down, it’s been like 3 minutes since you left the two. You look over and at least they aren’t sassing each other anymore, for as funny as it is you don’t want the ice cream to melt.

You leave one of your little faberge egg bots at the table, to show it’s a claimed table. And walk over to them, they don’t notice you. It’s a talent of yours, and for as much as you like listening to their voices. So you speak “hey I found a table we should go eat out ice cream before it melts.” You than grab their hands, Shadow milk on the left, Golden butter on the right.

Both suddenly pause, before a small blush crosses both of their cheeks. Really cute you think “We can talk at the table, besides what were you talking about anyways? You both seemed really invested in it.”

“O-oh um we were talking about Goldies recent travels, and from what she’s told me their wild!” Shadow milk seems to regain his composure quickly as he begins to babble about Goldens recent exploits.

Golden butter didn’t seem to be doing as good a job, she just stares at where you hand meets hers. Her blush still has that slight tint to it. “You good starlight? Oh wait do you like my nickname, I can change it if you don’t like it” you ask sincerely.

“No it’s fine, I actually really like it… and to respond to your point earlier Shadow milk. You can call me any nickname you like.” Golden butters smile, oh her smile was so pretty. You can feel your face start to heat up, and while subtle you can tell Shadow milk was affected by her words and smile as well.

The three of you make your way to the table and all take a seat, while you mourn the loss of being unable to hold their hands anymore. And so a little time passes, the conversation between the three of you light and jovial. And all parties involved seem to relax from the first date jitters, the ice cream helps as well you note. You do notice however Shadow milk being a little messy with his, he seems to enthralled with the conversation and atmosphere.

“Hey Moonie you have a little something.” you point to the corner of your mouth to show him where it was on him.

“Hmm~ I do? Why not get it for me, with a kiss my dear Sunny~?” He teases while making a kissy face, Golden butter seems to roll her eyes in the background.

Without thinking about it, probably an instinct you have now when you we’re traveling with the young Gingerbrave and friends. You grab a napkin, lean over the table, hold his face steady as you wipe of the ice cream. You sit back down and toss the napkin in a trash bin. Oh look got it in first shot, you pump your fist in the air.

You look back at the two, they're just staring “ um? Are you two ok”

Shadow milk looks turkey stunned for a moment but he quickly replies “I um-(ahem) I didn’t expect you to actually take me up on my offer, if only partially.” He holds his cheek “ for wearing gloves all the time Sunny you sure have a tender touch, I want you to hold me all the time now~!” 

You fluster slightly “w-was it weird that I did that?” 

“No, not weird, just um weirdly tender.” Golden butter replies she seemed a little flustered at Arcane eggs braisen display of affection “especially since your a little picky about those you touch.”

“??? But I love you.” Golden butter almost spits out her water while Shadow milk just stares a little wide eyed “??? What’s the reaction for?” Your a little confused.

“Gah- when did you get so bold! Your almost as bad as Shadow milk!” Golden exclaims 

You stare at both of them, they really don’t fully understand. Do they. You gently clasp Goldens hands but make sure to face both, so they know your talking about both of them “I thought I would never EVER see you both again. It’s only recently when that changed, and now I get to give you all the affection I’ve always wante to. I’m not squandering in, so that being said. I love you, both of you.”

Both just stare, and it’s quite for a long moment. But soon a hearty joyous laugh is heard, Shadow milk cookie suddenly pulls you and Golden close. It’s warm and comforting “oh ho, I didn’t expect such a brilliant display from you my dear Sunny! But I must say I do agree with the sentiment, so~ I love you!”

Golden looks surprised for a moment before getting a soft look in her eyes and soft smile “Agreed, I love you too!”

Your heart thumps wildly within your chest. Oh this, this feeling. You want to chase it forever, it’s like fresh air. Like breathing, it’s so nice. “Hehe, I love you! Forever and always!”

The joyous laughter from the three cookies could be felt and heard. And it was this day that the world knew such a joy.

Ah yes op- but heres the turn back-

TAKE THE FUCKING LETTERS.

Dear Moonie,

It's been a long run between us, huh? So many years between us, from the old days on my island and your tower to where we are today. I missed you for so many years when you were taken. I can’t count the amount I would just sit back and wish that you were here by my side. I remember wanting at one point wanting to just summon you to tell me what happened and yet- I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Anytime I thought about it- I’d look back on the false letter the witches sent thinking that this was what you wanted.

I betrayed my emotions hundreds of times- always thinking ‘he wanted to be alone, this what he wants’. Part of me can only look back at how foolish I was. Did I not know you for hundreds of years? Did I not visit and learn beside you for decades? Perhaps it was my assumption and belief of you being under the influence of the corruption. I only realize now that was something that doomed me in the end.

Moonie Shadow Milk, I have come to realize one thing. I cannot hide the pains I’ve gained over the years, I should not hide my pains because in the hide they will only come back to hurt myself and those who care for me.  

Shadow Milk, I did not tell you everything that day. I left a few secrets to myself and I tell you now because I cannot bring myself to say it in person.

Shadow Milk Cookie, I love you. It's a realization that hasn’t come to me easily, much less immediately.

I realized only after you were sealed. Perhaps that's what originally broke my heart- I remember Golden Butter telling me about the kiss you shared between her and you. Part of me had resigned to never holding your heart- until you told me those words that day. I won’t hesitate here and now. Shadow Milk I love you. 

Yours truly, 

Sunny.

An ever shifting dark and light blue mechanical flower lays on the letter- letting out the sound of circus music in a slow tone of a music box. 

Dear Starlight,

A Lot has happened over these thousands of years and there's quite a bit I feel I should say. The question is how I put it into words.

For the longest time I’ve had feelings for Shadow Milk and yet- You loved him. Back then I was more than content to let you two be with each other even at my own expense. You two made each so happy and I couldn’t…

I couldn’t bring myself to ruin that. Yet over time something inside me grew- I didn’t realize it right away.

It was only after you were asleep that I realized I was in love with you. I remember silently cursing fate, I remember more than expecting for my own heart to break once again. 

Yet in the aftermath of everything, I want to defy that so-called fate I thought of- I want to chance this, I want to so badly.

Starlight I am in love with you, I am so very much in love with you and shadow Milk- more than anything. 

Sincerely yours,

Sunny

A yellow flower that when light rebounds shows the color of the rainbow is held in a hand as a small- yet familiar tune echoed across the room.

[cookierunauprompts]

(kicks down door) guess whose finished with the date fic between Shadow milk, Golden butter, and Arcane egg. It’s me! Anyways I hope you enjoy! Do let me know what you think!

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Today was the day! Arcane egg stands in front of the mirror in her room, they were fussing over their hair. Trying to make sure her braids were perfect, or at least as close to perfect as possible. They were also fussing over their outfit, they know all three of them agreed to just wear their normal outfits. But she can’t help it! She wants to impress! As they fuss over their appearance they can’t help but sink into their recent memories. It felt like they were dreaming.

Surely the pass few months were but a sweet dream right? She’s currently imagining a dream scenario while getting stabbed by golden butter right? They were still dealing with the hungry ones right, that… that has to be true, right….?

NO, she smacks her face softly. No she’s alive, she’s very much still her. Her friends saved her, nursed her back to health. They helped her find a way to be rid of the hungry ones, for good. They found Mirror moon cookie, who used to be Fortune cookie… they found Flowing water cookie, the baby they used to take care of. Now just a little older, around 12 arcane thinks. They banished the hungry ones back where they came from! She destroyed her soul jam, which freed her. 

Which led to the solution that wouldn’t only free her friends, but stop Dark enchantress cookie from gaining power! And so the soul jams were destroyed, of course those who held them for so long are still connected sort of. They can draw on its power easily enough, but now everyone can! Every cookie! After that the war simmered down, Dark enchantress loss a lot if not all her power. It now belongs to white lily. Afterwards the beasts, golden, and you returned to Crispia. They’ve began to find new purposes, your just happy you have your family again.

Which leads to the present day, you’ve…. Recently confessed your romantic interest in both Shadow milk and Golden butter, fully expecting them to say no. But they accepted! Which both surprised and excited you! And so a week ago Shadow milk proposed the idea of an ice cream date! In the ghost village near the rebuilding Blueberry Academy, you both agreed obviously! 

Snapping back to reality you leave your room in a slight hurry, your slightly behind schedule now but that’s fine. Your a goddamn mage! As Arcane steps outside their house in the cookie kingdom, they summon their fork staff. They say a few words in a different language to open a portal with their staff. Before they step in arcane takes one last moment to look at themselves in on of their windows, seeing that they look fine they step through.

The lovely atmosphere in the small town surrounded you instantly, it was dark but the blue ghost flames lit up the place wonderfully! The air was also nice and cold, of course not freezing cold it was more breezy than anything. The hustle and bustle of all the new people moving in is what caught your attention next, your still impressed that Shadow milk managed to clean this place up so quickly. 

Your attention is caught by a familiar jovial voice “wohoo! Sunny! Over here!” ah! you immediately perk up and look his direction 

The familiar round face of Shadow milk cookie comes into view, you give a little wave “Hi Moonie!” You softly shout. He beckons you over and you happily comply.

“Now how is my Sunny wunny fairing this fine day!” He says pulling you into a tight side hug, his hugs are always so nice. Nice and firm.

“I’m doing good Moonie, how are you doing?”

“Oh just wonderfully! Especially since the last person we needed for our lil date is FINALLY here!” He squeezes you tighter.

“Wait final person? Am I late?” You ask a little worried and frazzled, your worried thoughts are interrupted by a calm voice.

“No, no need to fret Sunny your on time. I just got here a little earlier than expected.” Golden butters explanation soothed you. It also seemed like she was carrying something.

“Oh thank god- I really thought I was late for a moment. Ooo what do you have there Starlight?” At your little nickname Golden butter seems to fluster a bit. Cute.

“J-just the ice cream” she stutters out a little, she than collects herself “Why the nickname..?”

“Well I mean, you and Moonie call me Sunny, and you and me call him Moonie. Well you do it less… that besides I thought you should have a nickname too!” You explain “do you not like it?” 

“N-no I like it! I’m just not used to such nicknames… especially ones with such affection.” suddenly an indignant gasp can be heard.

“We’re my nicknames not sincere enough! Why I never, I gave you plenty of nicknames!” He lets go of you before floating up a but than pouting “I gave you plenty on nicknames! Like Goldie or dear and not once have you reacted like this! Are my nicknames not good enough! Hmm, HMMM?”

“You know that’s not what I meant, besides at the time I thought you were just trying to get a reaction.” Golden crosses her arms loosely, you can tell she’s not actually mad but she like to tease. In her own way.

As they continue to playfully bicker you gently grab the ice cream from Golden butter, and went to find a table. It was off in the corner and nice and quiet, the perfect spot for a nice conversation. You put the ice cream down, it’s been like 3 minutes since you left the two. You look over and at least they aren’t sassing each other anymore, for as funny as it is you don’t want the ice cream to melt.

You leave one of your little faberge egg bots at the table, to show it’s a claimed table. And walk over to them, they don’t notice you. It’s a talent of yours, and for as much as you like listening to their voices. So you speak “hey I found a table we should go eat out ice cream before it melts.” You than grab their hands, Shadow milk on the left, Golden butter on the right.

Both suddenly pause, before a small blush crosses both of their cheeks. Really cute you think “We can talk at the table, besides what were you talking about anyways? You both seemed really invested in it.”

“O-oh um we were talking about Goldies recent travels, and from what she’s told me their wild!” Shadow milk seems to regain his composure quickly as he begins to babble about Goldens recent exploits.

Golden butter didn’t seem to be doing as good a job, she just stares at where you hand meets hers. Her blush still has that slight tint to it. “You good starlight? Oh wait do you like my nickname, I can change it if you don’t like it” you ask sincerely.

“No it’s fine, I actually really like it… and to respond to your point earlier Shadow milk. You can call me any nickname you like.” Golden butters smile, oh her smile was so pretty. You can feel your face start to heat up, and while subtle you can tell Shadow milk was affected by her words and smile as well.

The three of you make your way to the table and all take a seat, while you mourn the loss of being unable to hold their hands anymore. And so a little time passes, the conversation between the three of you light and jovial. And all parties involved seem to relax from the first date jitters, the ice cream helps as well you note. You do notice however Shadow milk being a little messy with his, he seems to enthralled with the conversation and atmosphere.

“Hey Moonie you have a little something.” you point to the corner of your mouth to show him where it was on him.

“Hmm~ I do? Why not get it for me, with a kiss my dear Sunny~?” He teases while making a kissy face, Golden butter seems to roll her eyes in the background.

Without thinking about it, probably an instinct you have now when you we’re traveling with the young Gingerbrave and friends. You grab a napkin, lean over the table, hold his face steady as you wipe of the ice cream. You sit back down and toss the napkin in a trash bin. Oh look got it in first shot, you pump your fist in the air.

You look back at the two, they're just staring “ um? Are you two ok”

Shadow milk looks turkey stunned for a moment but he quickly replies “I um-(ahem) I didn’t expect you to actually take me up on my offer, if only partially.” He holds his cheek “ for wearing gloves all the time Sunny you sure have a tender touch, I want you to hold me all the time now~!” 

You fluster slightly “w-was it weird that I did that?” 

“No, not weird, just um weirdly tender.” Golden butter replies she seemed a little flustered at Arcane eggs braisen display of affection “especially since your a little picky about those you touch.”

“??? But I love you.” Golden butter almost spits out her water while Shadow milk just stares a little wide eyed “??? What’s the reaction for?” Your a little confused.

“Gah- when did you get so bold! Your almost as bad as Shadow milk!” Golden exclaims 

You stare at both of them, they really don’t fully understand. Do they. You gently clasp Goldens hands but make sure to face both, so they know your talking about both of them “I thought I would never EVER see you both again. It’s only recently when that changed, and now I get to give you all the affection I’ve always wante to. I’m not squandering in, so that being said. I love you, both of you.”

Both just stare, and it’s quite for a long moment. But soon a hearty joyous laugh is heard, Shadow milk cookie suddenly pulls you and Golden close. It’s warm and comforting “oh ho, I didn’t expect such a brilliant display from you my dear Sunny! But I must say I do agree with the sentiment, so~ I love you!”

Golden looks surprised for a moment before getting a soft look in her eyes and soft smile “Agreed, I love you too!”

Your heart thumps wildly within your chest. Oh this, this feeling. You want to chase it forever, it’s like fresh air. Like breathing, it’s so nice. “Hehe, I love you! Forever and always!”

The joyous laughter from the three cookies could be felt and heard. And it was this day that the world knew such a joy.

AWAHSDGHSUGHJSG DATE FIC REAL/POS

I love them.. i love them all so much.../pos Also you were bang on with Goldie's Characterization, very good job overall!!!

also sun moon and star themed nicknames... so cute!! i love that for them

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⚠️This chapter contains references to sexual assault/rape ⚠️

Within the dorm room of Amora and Loki, an alarm goes off. Loud and obnoxious Amora, groans out of her slumber, rolling closer to the wall as if she trying to get away from the sound, hugging her red octopus plushie closer to her chest. Before she fell back asleep, she could hear movement, damn, Loki gets up early.

After what felt like only a few minutes, Amora gets hit with something hard, “Jesus!” she yelled.

“Sorry, but I’ve been saying your name for the past five minutes,” Loki replied before Amora opened her eyes seeing a pillow in her head as she stood at the side of the bed.

“Lovely or my actual name?”

“Both,” Loki answered, “As your roommate, I am responsible for getting you up and off to your classes.”

“Are you just saying that because I am new?” Amora asked rubbing her eyes.

“Pretty much, it would be really odd if you were late for your classes, and I wasn’t because we are roommates.”

“You’ve got a point,” Amora groaned, finally sitting up as Loki left for the bathroom, “I guess.”

Stretching, before getting ready for the day wearing a light blush button-up top under a spaghetti stripped, dark rouge, ankle-length dress with a pair of Mary Janes.

“Well, don’t you look stunning,” Loki commented exiting the bathroom.

She wore a band t-shirt that had a pair of scissors to it, at some point, to make it shorter than the original, plain high-waisted gray jeans and a pair of worn olive green Chucks.

“You look nice too,” Amora mumbled, blushing and she ran a brush through her hair.

“They always have some kind of muffins or donuts in the commons if you are a person that enjoys eating breakfast,” Loki commented, gathering her things as Amora did the same.

“You say that like you’re not that type of person,” Amora replied.

Loki shrugged, as she opened the door, “My last few roommates didn’t like having breakfast,” she remarked, as Amora left their dorm room, “or maybe they just didn’t like having breakfast with me.”

They had only known each other for a weekend and Loki hadn’t done much talking about herself. No, she was spilling all kinds of information about the school, the classes they shared (which was most of them), the people to stay away from, and the one story about how the dean’s husband went missing, in addition to asking Amora questions about herself. However, the question of why she was here never came up.

Loki can be abrasive, yet she is obviously respectful, Amora had made a nonverbal line in the sand, the day they met, and Loki noticed somehow and respected her.

“Martha Wise,” Amora stated as she walked out of the Osmanthus hall with Loki.

“Huh?”

“You asked me which serial killer I was most interested in last night and my answer is Martha Wise,” Amora answered.

“And why is that?” Loki questioned.

Amora shrugged, “She poisoned 17 of her family members after they forced her to end a relationship, it seems oddly romantic in a way.”

“Mhm, romantic,” Loki muttered.

“Sorry if that’s weird.”

Loki shook her head, “Not at all, I asked you a question and you gave me an answer, a very interesting answer.”

Amora nodded, as they walked into the commons filled with peers all enjoying conversations with one another and muffins.

“LOKI!” The voice of Euphrasie yelled, grabbing Loki’s and Amora’s attention, they stood behind the common area’s kitchenette counter with the other dorm residents, muffins upon muffins in front of them.

The roommates made their way over to the sunny senior, “I saved you a chocolate muffin,” Euphrasie remarked quietly, before presenting Loki with the chocolate chip-filled muffin, “Don’t tell anyone I did that though, because I’ve been telling a bunch of people we were out.”

“Thanks, Euphrasie,” Loki muttered.

“We’ve got a ton of Banana Nut Muffins,” Euphrasie commented, looking at Amora, “Plus, cream cheese stuffed, blueberry, mix berry, strawberry, raspberry white chocolate aka my personal favorite, pumpkin spice, cherry, and maple ones.”

Amora thought for a moment before Euphrasie added, whispering, “If you want a banana nut muffin, I literally will bring a box full of them by your dorm later.”

“I don’t like bananas so I’ll pass,” The blonde teen replied, “Can I have a cream cheese-filled muffin, please.”

“Sure thing,” Euphrasie retorted before digging in a box in a chair behind them pulling about the muffin Amora wanted and giving it to her, “I’ll find someone else to give all the banana muffins, eventually.”

“Luther likes banana nut muffins,” Loki remarked opening her muffin of how it’s wrapped prison, “Then again, he will eat anything. He’ll take them if no one else wants them.”

“Sweet!” Euphrasie exclaimed, “I’ll see you guys later.”

Amora waved as she and Loki left for the exit.

“Do residents give out food like that every day?” Amora asked attempting to make conversation as they walked toward the main school building.

“It’s normal for treats to be out for anyone who wants a snack, but there are only a few times a semester,” Loki explained, “Although now that Euphrasie is the head RA this year, that might change.”

“She’s very involved,” Amora commented.

“I’ve been here for the past four years, and I’ve known Euphrasie for that whole time, she sees the world like a primary school playground. She must make friends with everyone, and if she doesn’t it’s a bad day.”

Amora giggled at the thought of Euphrasie pouting about not making a friend, and Amora’s laughter made Loki’s cheeks grow hot.

“You, okay?” Amora asked, seeing Loki’s cheeks a bright pink color as if she had just been hit with cold winter air.

Her pear-colored eyes were big and doe-like when they looked over at the British girl. Loki’s flushed face only became darker as Amora continued to glance over.

“I-I’m fine, lovely,” Loki’s voice cracked as she tried to recover and clear her throat “Don’t worry about it’s simple Rosacea.”

Amora looked at her a little confused before entering the main building. The halls filled with students as the two girls walked to their first class together. On one of the upper floors sat their classroom for their first lecture, an AP Gothic Literature class. The class is a smaller size, with three rows of long tables taking up the most space in the room, and only a few people sitting in the classroom with no teacher in sight.

“Oh my god, is that Loki Holloway early to a class,” a boy sitting in one of the chairs in the middle of the class exclaimed.

He has a darker complexion with a box fade, and he’s of the mystical variety given his elf-like ears. He wore a mask over his mouth and a skater-street-style of dress of very feminine colors.

“Oi’ I’m always on time,” Loki replied, making her way over to him while Amora followed.

“Last semester you were late to Mrs. Viloria’s class for half the year,” the girl beside the boy who had just spoken said in a monotone voice. She was white and a natural redhead, her hair large and curly. Wearing a purple jacket and a simple pair of jeans with her nose in a sketchbook

“People can change,” Loki replied, sitting down near them, “These two are Iphigenie and Odysseus.”

“Hi,” Amora commented before sitting down between Odysseus and Loki.

“You’re the American,” Odysseus remarked.

Amora let out a little sound, “I see I’ve been a hot topic.”

“Eurphrasie wasn’t kidding when she said you’ve been the only thing we’ve been talking about,” Loki retorted.

“We get a lot of American tourists but not a lot of American students, I thinks that's why we find you so interesting,” Odysseus explained.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Iphigenie commented, before focusing on her drawings.

“So, do you play D&D?” Odysseus questioned.

“Uh, no, sorry. My best friend is really into it, but I don’t play,” Amora replied. Odysseus nodded, “Well if you ever wanna give it a shot, I’m more than happy to go over the basics with you.”

Amora can tell even with the mask covering his lips he is smiling, “Thanks.”

The classroom soon filled with students, yet the instructor was nowhere in sight even passed the start time for class, there was no adult with the formal education to begin teaching.

“How long has it been Odis?” Loki questioned.

“Uh,” Odysseus sighed checking his watch, “13 minutes.”

“15 minutes and we get to leave,” Amora joked.

Loki chuckled, “Are you actually a troublemaker, lovely?”

“No, but I am willing to skip class if the tea—”

There is then the loud clicking sound of heels against the porcelain floor, making everyone shut up their little conversations, while, who they can only presume is their educator, enters the room. She had a fairer complexion, with white bangs and black hair, and wore a simple national colored bulse and dark striped wide-legged dress pants.

“My apologies, somehow I lost track of time this morning,” she clarified as she pulled out many things from her carry case.

Her voice was similar to Iphigenie, monotone yet more tired, “I’m Mrs. Helvetica Davidson, this is Gothic Literature,” the instructor remarked before beginning to pass out syllabi, “I’m sure you are aware you will be doing a lot of reading in this class there are digital copies on all of the reading material we will have in this class on the school’s Learning Portal.”

“Learning Portal?” Amora asked Loki quietly.

“I’ll show you later this afternoon,” Loki whispered back.

“I don’t like the normal “get to know you” questions, I rather cause violence,” Helvetica commented approaching her whiteboard. Her remark made the class confused, “Not actual violence obviously, just some debate violence,” she added as she began writing on the board.

“My husband and I often have mini-debates, and recently this one has come up.”

Helvetica moved away from the board showcasing what she wrote, ‘Cold showers are better than hot showers.’

“Discuss,” she ordered, before sitting down at her desk.

“Well… a cold shower does help you wake up in the morning,” Odysseus observed after a few minutes of silence.

“That’s assuming everyone takes a shower in the morning,” a student mentioned.

“Taking a hot shower right before bed is the best,” another student said.

“And the steam can help clear the sinus when you take a hot shower,” Amora uttered.

“You have to admit a nice cold shower does jolt you awake,” Loki alleged, “Ice cold water ensures I am awake better than any alarm!”

“You are insane,” Amora muttered.

“Everyone here acting like they take a shower every day,” one student huffed.

“You don’t?!” Another gasped.

“No that’s insane,” Loki joked making Amora giggle, before the class erupted in a loud debate about showering and personal hygiene.

Once class ended Loki walked with Amora to her next class, “Don’t forget we have a break after this class,” she said, stopping at the class door.

“Ya’ know it’s odd, in America we don’t get breaks in the middle of our class periods, I won’t know what to do with the extra 20 minutes,” Amora verbalized.

Loki smiled slightly, “Well you could spend it with me, I can show you one of my favorite places to hide on campus.”

“That sounds like a date,” Amora replied with a smile, making Loki blush a hot pink.

“I-I’m going to go to Algebra now!” Loki almost shouted before leaving Amora to enter her next class, Fashion Studies.

Loki must have bad Rosacea if her face is always red. Nevertheless, Amora looked around the room, seeing an open seat next to a blonde girl around her age, she was wearing a dark red coat dress, with her curls waterfalling down her shoulders.

“Can I sit here?” Amora asked.

The girl looked over at Amora almost turning up her nose in a way, “I guess,” she scoffed.

Amora sat down, getting out a folder for the class, “I’m Amora,” she remarked.

“Cassiopeia,” the girl in crimson sighed.

“Try and stay away from Cassiopeia… she’s will... if I’m an acquired taste, she’s not even tastable.”

Loki did say some things about Cassiopeia, but it’s not up to Loki who Amora does and doesn’t talk to, and who she does and does not get along with.

“Wait… you’re the American,” Cassiopeia gasped.

She said it like a slur, Amora giggled, “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being known as ‘the American’ but yeah.”

“You killed someone. Didn’t you?”

“Excuse me?”

“To be friendly with Loki you must have done something terrible to gain her favor,” Cassiopeia chuckled, “So did you kill someone, giving someone a good beating with your little hands?”

“I-I didn’t—”

“You-You? HA, you, an American, do not come to this school out of the blue for your last year of schooling,” Cassiopeia explained in her own twisted way, her voice is so light and soft, yet she speaks in such a way that makes her sound so intimidating.

Amora was left unable to speak, she only watched the classroom fill with students. All of them were seemingly more friendly than Cassiopeia who she sat beside.

“I bet you hurt someone!” Cassiopeia exclaimed softly, “I bet you have beaten the ever-loving crap out of so many people that your parents didn’t want to put up with you. HA, dressing all cutesy in pink doesn’t just magically make you a good person, like you think it does.”

It’s so childish, everything down to the words being said. So stupid and plain, movies and TV have made better bullies with more interesting insults!

And yet Cassiopeia’s words hurt all the same. Mostly because it’s true!

Amora’s lucky that it’s the first day, the amount of information she retained from her Fashion Studies teacher was far and in-between, which sucks when she saw she could take the class she was excited for.

“Amora?”

She looked down the almost clear hallway, Loki approached as she stood outside the classroom, she was just in.

“Amora, you okay?” The British girl asked.

“I… I met Cassiopeia…”

Loki formed a scowl on her face, as she looked at Amora who looked unbelievably dejected. The brunette grabbed the blonde’s wrist pulling her through the halls, before arriving at an old dark stairwell with a window looking out to the front of the main campus.

“No one is going to come here. We don’t have to talk, we can just stay here,” Loki mentioned, standing on the landing between the two set staircases, looking out the window and watching Helvetica greet someone on a motorcycle with a kiss in the parking lot.

The two girls fall silent for what feels like the first time since they met, there is a sense of comfort within the silence, yet the gloomy look on Amora makes Loki’s stomach turn as the blondie sat on the steps, her knees in her chest.

“If I tell you something,” Amora began, “will promise not to tell anyone?”

“Promise,” Loki replied quickly, “I may like to talk, but I know when to keep my mouth shut.”

Amora smiled at her joke before sighing, “Back in July… there was this pool party at this rich guy’s house, and Bellamy and I got invited. It wasn’t like a stereotypical party - I mean some people were drinking – but we weren’t. Everyone was outside, and Bellamy said she was going inside to get something to drink, and this guy Reese followed her.”

Loki cringed already putting the puzzle together as Amora attempted to make herself smaller, “I heard Bellamy scream, but even though it was loud outside I know my best friend! And he was on top of her and trying to pull off her swimsuit on the kitchen counters! And that’s my best friend! I grabbed the first thing I could find which was a knife and I… I stabbed him, and then I didn’t think that was enough so I punched him in the face a few times… then someone called the police because I stabbed Resse, which I mean I would have done the same thing if I saw someone stab a guy!”

Loki attempted to speak, yet Amora continued, “Cassiopeia was being a bully, and I mean it’s so stupid now! She didn’t even have good insults, she just scoffed and me being friendly with you basically, as if hanging around you makes me a heathen! But she called me a monster and say some crap that was too accurate and… it bothered me because I haven’t told anyone what happened that night!”

The brunette nodded before humming and saying, “Do you of the Gloucester Executioner?”

Amora moved her gaze from her shoes to Loki, who stared out the window with her lips in a thin line, “I think so, Sullivan Holloway, right? He murdered 35 people off and on for 26 years while he was a nurse, it was a big thing like 10 years ago because he was finally arrested.”

“He’s my dad.”

Silent again before Loki spoke up, “Everyone around here knows it, that’s why Cassiopeia says all that shit. I doubt if she knew you were hanging around me, she would been more friendly. She has her ass so far up her own ass that she thinks Lance Luther and I are all going to be crazed murderers. I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing,” Amora scoffed, “You didn’t do anything.”

“I—”

“No, she’s stupid,” Amora replied, making Loki snicker, “Whether I am hanging around you or not shouldn’t matter, it’s not going to make me a horrible person if I’m friends with you.”

“I don’t know,” Loki chuckled, “It might, I could rub off on you.”

Amora giggled a little, “That will never happen, and you are an acquired taste I don’t wish to acquire, remember!”

“Right… Lovely~”

The nickname made the blondie blush in the darkness of the stairwell, “I’m sorry about your dad,” Amora sighed softly.

“I mean that’s why I want to get into psychology and criminal justice,” the brunette shrugged, referring to a past conversation they had the night before, “I want it an idea of why he did what he did, without having to ask him directly.”

Amora hummed, standing up from the stairs, “Thank you for listening… and sharing.”

“No problem… I have to go downstairs for Chemistry, but I’ll see you in Home Economics, okay?”

“Okay,” Amora replied with a slight smile.

There is a moment where they stare at one another, as if something is supposed to happen, yet nothing does and they go in opposite directions, to head to class. Amora to the 3rd floor for Trigonometry and Loki to the first for Chemistry.

She sat at a lab table close to a window with her larger brother, Luther, dressed in a retro gentleman style sitting to her right, and her nerdy brother, Lance, dressed in a more academic style sitting across from her with Odysseus sitting next to him. The teacher had already gone through all the first-day normalcy and allowed his students to chill before their next class. Leaving everyone to chit-chat with one another at their four-seat tables.

“Sis?” Lance asked as Loki stared out the window.

She didn’t respond, still staring out the window her chin resting in her hand as she was lost in thought.

“Loki,” Luther stated elbowing her in the side lightly.

“Huh? What!”

“What’s wrong?” Lance questioned.

“Nothing—”

“Liar,” Luther scoffed, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m worried about Amora,” she sighed.

“Worried how?” Lance asked.

“Cassiopeia was a bitch to her basically because of me,” Loki answered.

“Okay and?” Luther sighed, “Cassiopeia is a bitch to everyone.”

“But she’s being mean to Amora because she is roommates with me, because she is nice to me, and I don’t want to make her life even more horrible just because she’s roommates with me.” Loki exclaimed, “I like Amora, she’s… ha… lovely, I don’t want her to suffer because I exist.”

Loki also felt horrible about all the stuff that Amora told her, but it’s not her place to repeat that story to anyone even her brothers.

“If I can interject,” Odysseus remarked softly, “If Amora didn’t like being around you, she would have already done or said something to infer that.”

“She’s already not like your other roommates,” Luther commented.

Loki nodded, “I’m just worried about her…”

Luther scoffed, “Don’t fall in love too fast, menace.”

A soft pink blush appeared on her cheeks, “I think it’s too late for that.”

The day went on without issue, Amora went on to discover Iphigenie was in her Trigonometry, and even though they didn’t speak to each other that much as being in the class together, it was not that Amora wanted to do much talking. She met Cassiopeia’s twin sister Calliope in her Home Economics class (a class she also had with Euphrasie and Loki) she was much kinder, shyer, and quieter than her sister dispute looked a lot like her. The American girl went on to formally meet Luther and Lance at lunch then followed Loki and Lance to European History that they then had with Odysseus, who she then had Latin with.

Even though the day ended at two o'clock in the afternoon, it had been a long day and all Amora wanted to do was go back to her dorm room and hide in between the sheets of her bed.

When walking back into the dorm hall with Loki the two of them were stopped by Euphrasie.

“Hey, Loki, do you have an Ouija board?” they asked.

“No,” Loki replied, “Lance might, he likes collecting all kinds of board game stuff.”

“Okay, thanks!”

“Why do need an Ouija board?” Amora questioned her voice laced with a tired tone.

“I wanna get a bunch of us together and talk to the ghost on campus!” Euphrasie exclaimed extremely animated, “As soon as I find one we’re all getting together in the storage room and talking to the ghost!”

Loki and Amora watched their classmate run off to find an Ouija board before laughing, “That sounds interesting,” Amora commented as they started walking to their dorm

“Really?” Loki scoffed, “It sounds like a lame excuse to make us all get along.”

“But if there are actually ghosts, it would be cool to communicate with them,” Amora replied.

“So, I guess if we are going to the ghost club?” Loki asked.

“You don’t have to, but I am going whenever it happens,” Amora replied.

“Oh Lovely, if you’re going that gives me more of a reason to go,” Loki responded with a slight smirk. 

[dollifiedpkmntrainer]

Introduction

Hi Rotomblr. Rotumblr...? Rotomtumblr? Hmm, what do you guys call it normally? Er well, hello Rotomblr, my name's Anza and I'm a Pokemon Caretaker in-training, assigned to take care of a Cherrim since, I was told we're kind of the same since we both get sleepy when it rains and we're fine when it's sunny.

I really like all types of Pokemon but my favorite's Alcremie. I have more favorites than that but that'll take forever to list off. Hmm, I guess I could name one more... Appletun is also my favorite.

Pelipper Mail: Active

Mystery Gifts: On

OOC: So, I made this blog on an impulse like I'm wont to do, which I also really need to STOP doing but, here we are again. I kind of wanna try and do something with this to kind of help with regression? I don't know how much help it'll be but it's worth a shot. If it doesn't help with that well, it's still fun. Which means Anza might maybe be a kind of self-insert oc?

This blog is of course a Pokemon unreality blog so be wary of that, even though the main setting will probably be Sinnoh and MAYBE Blueberry Academy but I guess with my own little spin on it?

I'm not really sure what else to put here. So, welcome to my blog. Hope you enjoy the stay.

The character is a teenager but the mun is an adult. My ask box is always open and you can ask anything that pertains to her school or her Pokemon or just her in general.

If you find an Ask meme you're more than welcome to send me one. Those are fun to answer. Everything will most likely be light-hearted slice of life here.

I love all the Pokemon who can talk and the legendaries but I'm sad to say that those types of Pokemon won't be interacting with this blog.

[pokemondarkpathau]

A Dark Path Walked Chapter 8: Time

CARMINE

Time has passed since that wretched outsider has ruined my life. She took Kiki away from me. She made that ogre the hero and the Loyal Three the villains. I don’t need her. I don’t need Kiki. We stopped talking ever since we returned to Blueberry Academy from Kitakami. No. I stopped talking to Kiki. He kept calling me, but I ignored him. He just wants to say that this outsider, Juliana, is a friend, but I know what she did.

I protected Kiki from harm, I always kept him safe, and I taught him all he knows, but in the end, he lied to me about the story Grandpa told him, he sided with that ogre and defeated the Loyal Three. He befriended that outsider. All because Grandfather told him to. Kiki… Grandfather… Grandmother… the citizens of Mossui… they were all babying that outsider… that wretched girl.

My head was starting to hurt. Was it something I ate? No. It must be my imagination. I went to my dorm to strategize… My journey for vengeance has begun.

I took some advice from this boy named Florian on how I can become stronger without using Pecharunt, Okidogi, Munkidori and Fezandipiti in battle. They were my bodyguards and they didn’t plan on showing how strong they are. I kept Morpeko and Sinistcha while I kept Mightyena, Ninetales, Swadloon, Mienshao and Basculegion in my room in Blueberry Academy. My Pokémon are the only friends I need. I don’t need any human friends except for Florian… and maybe Amarys.

I caught some new Pokémon. A Hatterene in Kitakami and A Kingdra, a Metagross and a Venasaur at the Terarium. I also took note on how each Elite Trial worked. Gladys, Crispin, Amarys and Lacey were no pushovers. They are strong, but not strong enough. That lazy bozo Drayton is my target. I need to make sure he learns his spot.

My first challenge was Crispin. His trial was very easy, it was to make a super spicy sandwich, as for his team, Kingdra dealt with all of them with ease, it even dispelled Talonflame's Sunny Day with Rain Dance. The only Pokémon Kingdra didn’t knock out was Exeggutor, which Venasaur took care of with its Poison Type moves.

Next off was Gladys. Poor Gladys, she knew she wasn’t ready, but I didn’t care. She came to study just so she can be a perfect little Gym Trainer for her Gym Leader in Galar, but the Terarium doesn’t have enough Grass Types, which is why she is stuck with a Spring Form Sawsbuck, a Vileplume, an Abomasnow, a Meganium, a Venomoth and poor Comfey as her Tera Pokémon. She is the only one I felt pity for since Terastalization is new to her and she is used to Dynamaxing Pokémon. Oh, and her trial was to herd each Deerling by season.

Third was Amarys. Her trial was the Flying Time Trials. I didn’t have any good fliers, so I was stuck with Metagross. I passed the trial on the first try, which is a first for Blueberry Academy. Sinistcha and Kingdra handled her Pokémon, especially her Empoleon and Metagross with ease.

Last, but not least, before I face Drayton, was Lacey. Just like how Gladys is the only Grass type representative to the Pokémon League, Lacey is the only Fairy type representative. But are you serious? A quiz as an Elite Trial? Lacey, you are embarrassing yourself. Not even your team was a match for my Metagross.

Finally, It was time. Time to face that lazy annoying toothpaste-haired bozo. But before I could begin, Kiki ran to me.

“Sis! I heard from Miss Briar that you defeated the BB League Elite Four and are now about to face Drayton for the title of BB League Champion! Congratulations! And good luck!”

His words felt genuine, but I didn’t say anything. I just smiled. I cannot bring myself to hurt Kiki. He is not to blame for what happened.

Drayton’s team was only dragon types… except for Sceptile. Was he inspired by the mega evolution? Nah. It can’t be. Anyway, unlike the Elite Four, he was giving it his all. My only counters to his dragons were Kingdra and Hatterene.

The battle was over. I won. I smiled to myself. I have become the BB League Champion.

“Congratulations, Carmine.” That bozo came to me. “I look forward to working alongside you as the representative of the League Club.”

“This was a good match.” I said. “Too bad about the outcome… Ex-Champion.”

I smiled even more as I erased that annoying smirk from that bozo’s face. Everyone looked at me as I became a monster. How delightful. No one should underestimate me.

“Alright, everyone!” I faced every student. “From today onwards, you will start training every day! No slacking!”

I walked off to my League Club room, so I could make some changes, when Gladys came to me.

“Hello, Carmine.” She said. “I would like to resign as a member of the Elite Four. I understand Crispin should be disqualified, but he deserves his spot while I don’t. I only came to my position due to my connections with Sir Milo.”

I sighed. Gladys was as honest as ever. As I said, there aren’t enough Grass types in the Terarium.

“Very well.” I said. “I accept your resignation. From today onwards, you will just be just an average member of the League Club. Do not let me down and continue your training.”

“Thank you, Carmine.” Gladys bowed. “I’ll do all I can.”

With that, she left. I scowled. I was planning to eliminate Lacey because she wasn’t taking her training very seriously, but according to the Club Rules, Crispin should be eliminated, but they both have been spared by Gladys’ resignation as an Elite Four Member.

I’ve isolated myself from everyone, including Kiki. I stopped talking to everyone. I only show myself to see if these students are doing their training or not. I would scold them at times if they weren’t training.

Pecharunt flew to me. It chirped, knowing I would be lonely. I embraced it.

“You won’t leave me alone, will you Pecharunt?” I whispered sweetly. “The same goes to Okidogi, Munkidori and Fezandipiti, right?”

“Pecha-Pecharun!” Pecharunt chirped.

I smiled. I was relieved that my Pokémon were more Loyal than these fools.

KIERAN

Time has passed since I returned to Blueberry Academy from Kitakami. However, Sis stopped talking to me when we returned. I try to say literally anything, but she just ignores me. What did I do wrong? Why are you ignoring me, sis?

The situation got worse as I had nightmares and I never slept well for three nights in a row. Lacey and Gladys were the first to notice. I was classmates with Gladys, and Crispin, and Lacey took me in as her mentee for Pokémon related topics since Sis wasn’t talking to me. I’m glad they’re taking care of me

“Hey, Kieran?” Lacey went to me. “Are you ok? You don’t look so good.”

“Lacey… Gladys…” I couldn’t hold back my tears. “I’m so sorry! I’m such a burden to the both of you!”

“Don’t say such a thing!” Lacey crossed her hands to an X. “We’re Club Members! We’re always here for you!”

“And as your classmate, I have the right to worry about you.” Gladys patted me on my left shoulder.

I dried the tears off my eyes as I heard Lacey and Gladys’ words of comfort.

“Lacey… Gladys… thank you.” I sobbed a little.

“I’m always happy to help.” Lacey smiled.

“I suggest you go traveling.” Gladys said. “Maybe this will ease your mind. I recommend going to my home region of Galar.”

I took Gladys’ advice and decided to go traveling. Before I went to pack my stuff, I took a small visit to Sis’ dorm.

“Hey, sis…” I said. “I’ll be traveling around regions. I’ll be leaving tomorrow.”

As usual, I got no response. She would give me a smile, but I still got no word from her. I miss hearing her voice.

For the first three days, I visited many regions with Miss Briar since she was still investigating the “Great Crater of Paldea” I have been hearing from her ever since Juliana and I ran into her at the Crystal Pool.

I forgot to mention. I still write letters to Juliana since I don’t own a Rotom Phone of my own. I sometimes felt like taking Sis’ Rotom Phone since she barely uses it anymore aside from looking at certain Pokémon’s moves.

As I came back, I heard that Sis was fighting her way through the League Club. It made me so happy that I decided to go to her to congratulate her.

“Sis! I heard from Miss Briar that you defeated the BB League Elite Four and are now about to face Drayton for the title of BB League Champion! Congratulations! And good luck!”

But she just smiled at me and went to the battle cout at the entrance of the Academy. I was hoping we would go back on speaking terms, but it was wishful thinking.

I watched in glee as Sis and Drayton fought each other. I always loved Pokémon battles, be it watching them or participating in them. That love for battles and Pokémon got me to enroll in Blueberry Academy. I had even caught myself some Pokémon in both Blueberry Academy and Across the world.

I was so distracted, I had not noticed that Sis defeated Drayton. “Congratulations, Carmine.” Drayton went to shake Sis’ hand. “I look forward to working alongside you as the representative of the League Club.” Sis smiled to herself as she spoke the words that changed the entirety of Blueberry Academy completely. “This was a good match. Too bad about the outcome… Ex-Champion.”

Everything became silent. The cheers had dried off as if terror was spreading throughout the court. No one could believe what she said. Even Drayton’s smile disappeared as Sis spoke these words to add insult to injury.

She then turned to every student.

“Alright, everyone! From today onwards, you will start training every day! No slacking!”

As I looked at Sis’ eyes, her pupils were purple and she had a toxic expression in her. I then ran away to my room, unable to hear Lacey and Gladys’ calls. I then lay down on my bed as I screamed and cried. My sister had completely changed and my school was starting to change.

My cries were interrupted by a knock on the door. I dried my tears and drank some water (I did cry a lot) before I went to my door and opened it. I was expecting either Lacey or Gladys since they worry about me, or Miss Briar since she’s a teacher, but I was not expecting Cyrano, the Academy’s DIRECTOR to be standing at my doorstep.

“D-Director Cyrano?!” I couldn’t hide my surprise.

“Hello, young Kieran.” The director smiled at me. “Would ya mind coming to Paldea’s Academy with me? I have a very special surprise for yer.”

“Um… of course!” I nodded. “I’ll get ready.”

Wowzers. I was going to Paldea. I cannot believe it. And the Director had a surprise for me? I could not hold my excitement. It felt like I had my emotions played with today.

JULIANA

Time has passed ever since I returned to Paldea from Kitakami. I had a busy schedule for the past few days. I completed the Pokédex for Kitakami, I fought a lot of Tera Raids for Professor Jacq’s research, I helped my mom with housework when I didn’t have class, I trained with Nemona so I could keep up my champion status, I explored the Treasures of Paldea with Arven and I surveyed the Team Star camps with Penny to make sure the Team Star Bosses are keeping up with the STCs started by Director Clavell.

Speaking of Director Clavell, my Rotom Phone rang and he had called me for something. I was in Kitakami and it was raining, so I put my Rotom Phone under my umbrella.

“Hello, is this Miss Juliana’s Phone number?” Director Clavell asked.

“Yes, Director.” I answered. “This is Juliana. Did you need something?” “Thank goodness. I thought I caught the wrong number.” Director Clavell sighed before clearing his throat. “Anyway… Miss Julinana, it seems that you have been chosen for our Exchange Program for one of our partner Academies, Blueberry Academy of Unova. Would you mind meeting me and two of our guests at my office at Naranja Academy? I’d be more than pleased.”

As the Director hung up the call, my jaw dropped. I could not believe that I was chosen for the Exchange Program three months into my studies at Naranja Academy. I regained my calm and went to Kitakami Road, where I would take my flight back home.

[forbidding-souda]

Hey!! can i get korekiyo, shuichi, and nagito reacting to y/n confessing and kissing them out of pure frustration?? (i hope this makes sense and i’m sorry if it’s a weird request )

Shinguuji Korekiyo, Shuichi Saihara, and Nagito Komaeda reacting to Y/N confessing and kissing them out of fustration

This request is swagg. I tried capturing Nagito’s personality, sorry if It was OOC. Korekiyo’s sister is not mentioned in our Love Triangle.

-Mod Korekiyo

Korekiyo

Korekiyo looked carefully at the note you had given him.

His bandage fingers held it tightly in his grasp.

The note had said “Meet me at my dorm room at 6pm, please. By, Y/N”.

He was interested about what you were going to say, or rather do.

It was about 4pm, which meant he had to wait for 2 hours.

He had a thought that it was a confession, but brushed off the thought.

After about 2 hours, it was finally time for him to make his appearance.

His bandaged hands rolled into a fist and knocked into your dorm door.

“Hello? Y/N?” a voice called out saying your name.

You got off your bed and crept towards your door.

Your stomach started to ache with butterflies seeming to be inside of it.

You slowly opened the door to see the tall figure standing outside of your door.

Korekiyo Shinguji.

“Ah- Hi Korekiyo!” you spoke.

“Hello Y/N,I got your note. You asked me to come here, yes?” he said, his voice making your stomach churn even more.

“Mhm! Come in!” you said, carefully taking his hand and looking up at him for permission if you could.

He nodded at your gesture.

You brought him to your bed to sit down.

As you sat down Korekiyo began to speak.

“Kukuku… So, what would you like to tell me?” he asked.

His laugh was kind of cute, it was like the sound of throwing a rock onto water and hearing the ripples gained from it.

“A-ah… I-” for some reason your words weren’t coming out as planned.

Confessing to someone in the movies seemed so much easier.

Korekiyo just stared at you while you tried speaking, but stuttering out words instead.

“I-”

“I-I love you Korekiyo!” you said, quite loudly.

Out of frustration, you put your hand on his cheek and with your free hand pulled down his mask and kissed him.

Korekiyo's eyes were full of shock, but that was only for a second.

He soon accepted your embrace and made the kiss even deeper.

Even with his mask, his lips were surprisingly warm and mild.

You both broke away from the kiss, panting.

Korekiyo quickly pulled up his mask as you tilted your head.

“I love you too S/O”.

Shuichi Saihara

You and Shuichi were at an amusement park hanging out and being carefree.

You had asked the timid intellect if he wanted to go and he said yes.

You had liked the detective for a while now, everytime you were near him your heart seemed to beat like crazy.

Seemingly having your heart in your hand; you decided that you were going to confess today.

“Shuichi! Shuichi!” you called out.

Shuichi turned to you after he was done watching the rollercoasters.

“Ah, yes Y/N?” he replied.

“Could we get those cotton candies over there?” you exclaimed, pointing to the cotton candy stand that wasn’t too far.

“Y-yeah, of course Y/N!” the detective replied.

“Alright!!” you said smiling at him.

You grabbed his hand and his eyes widened up as you dragged him towards the stand.

“Why he;;o there! What would you kids like?” the stand owner asked.

“Hmm… I’ll get the blueberry one- Oh! How about you Y/N, what would you like?” Shuichi asked.

“Hmm… Maybe [CottonCandy Flavor].. Yea, that one!” you replied with an enthusiastic tone of voice.

“Here, I’ll pay-”

“No no Y/N, I’ll pay” he insisted.

“How much?” he asked the stand owner.

“Maybe a discount, since you guys look so cute together!” the stand owner said in awe.

“W-WHA?? I-I.. We’re just friends” Shuichi said, his face painted red all over.

You were kind of disappointed when he said that we guys were just “friends”. 

You wanted to be more than friends.

Shuichi’s expression changed into seemingly the same disappointment as yours for some reason.

“Oh! I’m so so sorry! Anyways it’s 12.99” the owner apologized. 

“Ah, no it’s fine!” Shuichi replied, giving the money he had in his wallet to the owner.

He both watched the owner walk away and make your cotton candy.

Even with the bright lights, kids laughing, and music playing; it seemed quiet.

Like it was just you and Shuichi.

Shuichi’s eyes darted around to places almost every millisecond, as it seemed.

You stared at his weird behavior and soon his eyes met yours.

Shuichi darted his eyes to where the owner was making both of your cotton candies, while his face turned redder by the second.

The owner started walking back to you both with cotton candy in both hands.

“Alright, here you guys!” the store owner said.

“Thank you!” you both said, at the same time.

“Jinx!” you said.

“Haha, well..” Shuichi said.

You both were walking to a tree with a bench under it.

As you sat down you ate your cotton candy.

The silence was worse than what it was during the wait over at the stand.

You realised that it was time. Time to take action.

“Shui- S-Shuichi..” you stuttered out.

It felt like a big weight was pressured into your chest and emotions.

“Uhh.. Y/N? Are you okay..? You’re stuttering..” Shuichi asked, concerned for your well-being.

“I-I’m fine! Really-”

‘What the hell no I’m not..’ you thought in your head.

You took a deep breath.

“Shuichi- I-I love you!” you spoke out.

You turned to him and cupped his cheeks almost instantly and kissed him.

Shuichi’s face turned red almost instantly and then he shut his eyes tightly, embracing the passionate kiss you had given him.

“A-Ah! I’m sorry Shuichi I-”

“No, I love you too S/O”.

Nagito Komaeda

As almost always, Nagito was talking trash about him.

You were both under a tree outside of Hope's Peak academy.

The tree provided shade for the hotness of the outside.

The sun was the only thing in the sky, you liked it being sunny/rainy. 

Either way, just as long as you could live another day to see the sky.

“Y/N, your talent is even more hopeful than mine…” he said verbally 

“Oh I- Thanks Komaeda..” flustered by his statement by you.

“No no, no need to thank me. It’s like being thanked by a goddess!” you exclaimed.

This made you about 10x flustered.

“Ah! Thanks Komaeda, but I really think you’re the goddess here” you said.

You swear you saw him blush.

Not in a million years you would see him blush.

You both made eye contact and blushed.

You did like him, a small crush.

Wow. You’re worse at lying than Kokichi.

No, you like him A LOT.

Not just a small crush, Miu would’ve called that bullshit if she heard that.

Your best friend Miu had to hear you ramble at how cute and hot Komaeda is. 

You didn;t care if he was crazy or not, you just-

Liked him. No reason on why or how, you just do.

You looked down at the grass which seemed like it was out of an anime.

Green. 

Like Nagito’s jacke-

“Huh?” you thought.

Even the smallest references towards him made you think of him.

Komaeda just watched you look at the grass, almost looking emotionless. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” he asked.

You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at him.

“Y-yea!” you replied, lying.

“Well, that’s a relief..” you spoke out, but it seemed like he was talking to himself rather than talking to you.

Then he started on how great hope was, how it felt better than ecstasy and etc.

As you looked up, you started to look at the sky.

It was a nice day, sure.

But you wanted to make it even better.

You decided to confess towards the white haired maniac. 

“Nagito..” you started out.

“Yes Y/N?” he asked.

“I-”

“Well.. I-”

“Y/N.. Are you okay?” he asked.

“I love you Nagito!” you said, squinting your eyes in embarrassment.

You went over and grabbed his tie, reeling him closer to you.

Both of your lips met with a relieving feeling.

You felt like you were going to explode.

It didn’t take long for Nagito to adjust to the kiss and accepted it.

You both broke from the kiss, panting.

“That feeling.. Was better than hope. I...I love you too S/O”.

[kazimirfiles]

hihi!! for the matchup exchange, may i please request a matchup for creepypasta and danganronpa?

characters i prefer not to be matched up with: any of the ultra dispair girl characters (nagito and toko excluded), hifumi, ryoma

i go by she/her pronouns, im 19, and i have no gender preference!

things i like: sunny morning drives, my plants, my dogs, getting coffee before work, hanging out with my best friends, records, the mahogany apple candle from bath and body works, autumn, getting fast food late at night with a group of friends, people watching, hot tea on a chilly day, feeling accomplished after a workout, doing little things to help random people, burt’s bees chapstick, tank top + flannel combo, beating a video game, blueberry pancakes, purple monster energy

personality: im severely extroverted. like it’s really bad. i probably scare random people because i will just walk up to you to either compliment you or start a conversation. i love social engagement, and i prefer to talk to someone in person or through phone call rather than through text message. i actually hate texting. id say im very kind, and i love helping people and putting smiles to others faces :) however, despite coming off as friendly (at least i hope i do), you can read me like a book. my emotions are constantly on display. when i’m mad, you can tell im mad, etc. my mood swings are severe and it’s VERY hard for me to contain it. i can go from extremely happy to ACTUALLY wanting to hurt someone. (i’m also the worst overthinker.)

i would also say im extremely hard working. i work a full time job and a part time job, and go to college full time. a lot of things i have earned in life, especially more of recently, have been through my hard work— i recently bought my own(and first) car, im renting an apartment in a couple of months, paying my own medical bills, etc (mind you, i had just recently graduated high school, class of 2021). im not trying to toot my own horn, but i’d say my work ethic is above a lot of people my age. HOWEVER… i’m the worst procrastinator, and i’m also extremely critical of myself and my shortcomings.

im also really bad with being manipulative (and this is not in a quirky woah im manipulative and evil kind of way). it’s a; “Hi professor, I’m so sorry I haven’t turned in these assignments, I’ve been extremely busy here of lately and my parents will kick me out if I fail. Is there any way I could turn these assignments in late? If not, that’s okay! Thank you!” kind of way. don’t forget the waterworks. and i’ve been doing that my entire life. i’ve always found a way to get what i want simply through sweet talking and kissing butt. i always make up for it i think through having my strong work ethic and my kindness; i never do it to intentionally hurt someone, i just have a way with words ;)

other fun facts about me: i’m a criminal law major, and i plan on being a detective after i graduate college and complete the police academy! (don’t get me wrong i really don’t wanna be a cop, but i unfortunately have to be one in order to be a detective rip)

my appearance:

i’m too lazy to type everything out, but i will tell you i have 10 piercings (tongue, ears, and nose), im and 5’7/5’8! (i also have a sick ass scar across my stomach)

thank you!!! <3

Hmm… yes… I believe I have decided who you’re matched up with!

I had lots of fun with this lol. Hope you enjoy!

~

You’re Creepypasta matchup is…

HELEN/BLOODY PAINTER

• How you probably met was just on a random occasion. Presumably somewhere isolated, given that Helen is a serial killer, he’d be seen as a bit suspicious if he had his usual mask on. Even if he’s not a known killer (or a killer at all. Just some creepy guy), he’d at least prefer more quiet and isolated places to hang around instead of populated areas.

• This certain occasion was probably during one of your sunny morning drives. You drove past him at a gas station nearby. Thankfully, he didn’t have his mask on, so he didn’t garner much suspicious attention from you.

• He certainly didn’t expect you to come. Especially not at this isolate part of town. He had no car with him or any other item! Just him himself. He knew he had to act fast.

• You briefly gave him a sort of smile and wave, immediately asking him what he’s doing at this part of town.

• With one single mental switch in his mind, he smiled politely and said with a calm voice, “I live in a cabin nearby. I was just going out for a walk.”

• From then on, you two just talked as you gassed up your car. You asked him about his living situation here at his cabin as he made up lie after lie. Of course he had to lie because revealing his hidden occupation is definitely not an option.

• Helen’s generally a pretty selfish guy, being a killer and all, he doesn’t exactly make for the best partner. However, he’s definitely a master at slipping in without others noticing. Unlike Jeff, Helen definitely goes for socially acceptable ways to handle his tasks so that he goes unnoticed by everyone else. A master at fitting in with the environment, trying to catch him will just turn into a game of cat and mouse.

• Helen’s generally very curious of the minds of other people. On one exception though, you have to be have a certain interesting trait that would make him want to psychologically evaluate you even more. And when you told him about your goal on being a detective, he was interested.

• He kept the fact that he was a killer hidden away from you. You didn’t exchange numbers with him. Doing that with a person you met in the middle of nowhere would just be absurd. He strategized that he could get somehow convince one of the proxies to watch you, but in the chance that you found out that he sent someone after you, he didn’t want to chase you away. For some reason, there was a certain charm about your goal and your appearance that made him interested. And so his only option was to wait around that area yet again.

• You drove by that area again, which then led to you talking to him again. And again. And again. And so on. Your secret relationship would then blossom from there.

• He probably got the crush first, considering that he just felt so interested in you.

• Helen’s a master at making anyone feel comfortable. Usually he’d only do that for things that benefit him, however, he felt that deep down inside, the thrill of analyzing the depths of your mind wasn’t the only reason why he made you comfortable.

• He found your social nature a joy to be around. Something about it just made him lighten up. More happier, less stressed, and more internally carefree. What was wrong with him? Is it possible for someone to make such a dangerous man feel such a way? This is right out of the fictions! (Lol)

• Helen made sure you stayed away from the mansion and the other proxies. Not only did he want to keep you for himself, he didn’t want to chase you away. Surprisingly, he genuinely enjoys getting to know you better. You make him feel like a normal human for once in his life! That feeling is something that he never wants to let go.

• Helen’s a genius when it comes to reading people. He’s not exactly the best person to help with your manipulative stuff. But like I said, he knows when you’re lying, and he makes sure to tease you about it once he catches you.

• You’re really pretty to him. Like, really really pretty. He finds your looks to incredibly charming. Often times, he finds himself admiring your features every once in a while.

***

Your Danganronpa matchup is…

Shuichi Saihara

• For the sake of this scenario, let’s pretend that the killing game in V3 never happened. You’re basically matched with a nondespair AU version of Shuichi.

• Honestly, the closest runner up was Kyoko Kirigiri from the first game. However, I felt like Shuichi would be able to handle your social nature a bit better than Kyoko would. Kyoko’s short quips and tight-lipped nature probably would drive you crazy. Shuichi in my book is at least a tiny bit more socially-aware than Kyoko is.

• You guys probably met on bonding about your detective goals. You were the first to approach him and ask him for advice about being a detective, considering that he is the ultimate detective, you were beyond curious on what his opinion was.

• Gonna be honest, this may or may not be a love at first scenario. Yes, he was awestruck by your looks, but he wasn’t exactly 100% sure that he wanted to be with you yet. After all, he just met you.

• You two hit it off from there while Shuichi offered more tips in the future. You agree so and so begins your relationship stage of mentorship! Of course as time went by, that’s when the feelings started to erupt.

• Shuichi helps you with any criminal law stuff that you have for college. Despite maybe not knowing much about it, he does have that instinct if that makes sense.

• Just like Helen, Shuichi can easily spot you in a lie. Although I’d say he’s a bit more shy when calling you out. I like to think Shuichi is someone who’s sensitive to external emotional stimuli, so he’ll end up withdrawing if the emotional air gets too intense. He’s pretty terrified of the idea of upsetting you.

• Shuichi’s really impressed with your work ethic! His work ethic is I’d say a good 6/10. It’s not good but not bad. So him seeing you juggle all those activities? Good grief, he’s impressed!

• He appreciates your severely extroverted attitude a WHOLE lot! Shuichi is never good with approaching people so having you around is a relief to him.

• He was a bit frightened about your scar and asked if you’re mentally okay from it.

Alright, these are about the best that I could come up with! My apologies if I didn’t get to everything. Hope you enjoyed!

[analyticallymindedold]

—   ODD  QUESTIONS  ABOUT  YOUR  MUSE: some  random  questions  about  your  muse  that  you  may  not  have  thought about  ,  but could  be  fun to  consider  .  answer  with  as  much  detail  as you’d  like  !

do  they  make  their  bed  in  the  morning  ?   yes, she does. it’s always made perfectly every morning, with neat corners and pillows all arranged. she’ll even make it up even if she’s just going to lie on top of it. making it gives her a sense of control right off the bat, first thing in the morning. she also just prefers for everything to be tidy.

how  do  they  order  their  eggs  at  a  diner  (  scrambled  ,  sunny  side  up ,  etc  )  ?    scrambled.

what  genre  of  music  is  their  favorite  ?    she likes a lot. she tends to listen to a lot of older music, particularly 60s/70s, like the beatles, the byrds, scott mckenzie, the lovin’ spoonful, elton john, abba, the rolling stones. she’s a fan of most upbeat music, and also a fan of modern pop/indie/folk music, like james bay, sleeping at last, the oh hellos, and the lumineers. she really isn’t all that picky when it comes to her music.

card  games  or  board  games  ?    both.

what’s  their  favorite  cryptid  ?   either bigfoot or mothman. she finds the stories behind both to be incredibly interesting.

did  they  have  a  nightlight  as  a  kid  ?   yes, a star shaped one. it was later replaced with one of those things that project stars on the ceiling when she no longer needed it but wanted to memorize the constellations. she stopped using that when she was 12. after 2015, she’s taken to sleeping with some kind of light, as she hates being in total darkness.

what  was  their  favorite  food  as  a  child  ?    either some of the italian dishes her mother and grandmother would make, or blueberry pancakes.

is  that  food  still  their  favorite  ?    yes, those also tend to be her comfort foods.

what  snack  food  and  drink  do  they  get  from  the  gas  station  on  a  road  trip  ?    it depends on what time of the day stopping at the gas station. if at night, she’ll get some kind of coffee. otherwise, she might get a soda or a flavored tea, candy, and a bag of chips (or some other kind of salty food).

how  many  times  have  they  moved  ?    at least eight. she counts the first as the years she lived away from her home in sheffield, in oxford while she was at university. then moving from england to america, where she first lived at the academy. from the academy, she moved to a small apartment for several years. she then moved to boston for several years while working on her pathology degree. she then moved to new york. she then moved onto the bus. she then moved to the playground. and then she left shield, where the amount of times she’s moved before settling into one place varies.

does  their  hair  grow  quickly  or  slowly  ?    fairly quickly.

if  they  could  describe  their  own  style  in  one  word  ,  what  would  it  be  ?    she would likely go with “functional,” though she knows of certain other individuals who would refer to it more as “librarian” or “boring” or “prim,” but she says it all serves a purpose, such as comfortable, looking nice, creating the correct look that best suits her purposes.

what  kind  of  bender  would  they  be  (  fire  ,  water  ,  earth  ,  air  )  ?    earth. easily.

pastels  or  neon  colors  ?   pastel.

[paso-robles-wineries]

Your 2020 Paso Wine Itinerary

If you’re at all like us, looking at a clean 2020 calendar really gets you daydreaming about all the possibilities (to taste and travel, that is). It’s fun to dream, but it’s even more fun to go out there and do! Let us help you fill up at least a few days of that vacation time right now, at the start of the year. Why go through the hassle of traveling all the way to France or Spain when you can experience world class wine (and stunning scenery) right here in Paso Robles Wine Country?

Located between Los Angeles and San Francisco, Paso Robles is just way too convenient too pass up! Plus, with sunny days all year long, close proximity to pristine beaches and fabulous fine dining every night of the week, you’ll wish you’d booked more than a weekend. Take it from the New York Times: Paso Robles Wine Country is a must-do travel itinerary for 2020. We were designated the 6th TOP worldwide destination to visit in the world!

1. Passion for Paso

This is truly where cowboy country meets wine country! Paso Robles offers both casual family owned tasting rooms and glamorous palaces dedicated to fine wine. Regardless of where you taste, you’ll always get that friendly Paso Robles hospitality. Check out the many unique wineries located along Highway 46 West, the route to the coast. Stop in at Tooth and Nail Winery, a gothic castle-turned-tasting room known for vibrant live music events and quirky, delicious food pairings (take a virtual tour, click here).

For mapping and directions to Tooth and Nail Winery click here

Wines of the West will wow you with their beautiful wines, onsite food offerings (lunch and dinner!) and their brilliant, laid-back lounge, CANtina. This is a wine tasting you’ve never experienced…all wines are in cans! Take a seat and stay for a drink or grab a pack of wines to go. Another option is to enjoy traditionally bottled wines from a tantalizing lineup of wineries owned by Wines of the West. Yes, you’ll see just how diverse each tasting room truly is as you traverse this fun-loving trail.

For mapping and directions to Wines of the West click here

2. Adelaida District: A Hidden Gem

Don’t forget to explore the tucked-away areas of Paso Robles, too. The Adelaida District of Paso Robles is rural,  peaceful and home to some of the most coveted vineyards in the region. Varieties like Viognier, Nebbiolo, Grenache, Zinfandel, Tannat thrive here (just ask the folks at Lone Madrone). The blockbusting news is that owner and winemaker Neil Collins was just awarded the highest accolade in Paso, Wine Person of the Year! You will definitely want to hightail it out to Lone Madrone to taste his magic and enjoy the views.

For mapping and directions to Lone Madrone click here

Sample Paso’s flagship variety, Cabernet Sauvignon, at Parrish Family Vineyard, where you can also enjoy a luscious, small plate of mushroom risotto or baked ricotta with local olive oil poached tomatoes. The family owned winery’s 2016 Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon is bursting with ripe blueberries, violets and Tahitian vanilla bean. Aren’t you glad you wandered in? (Take a virtual tour, click here.)

For mapping and directions to Parrish Family click here

3. Pleasant in San Miguel

The backroads here in Paso Robles Wine Country are anything but sleepy, offering up spontaneous wildlife sightings and lots of friendly smiles along the way. Get on board the Pleasant Valley Wine Trail in San Miguel, just east of Paso Robles and see for yourself! Their members just won a total of 50 medals from the San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition with 90-98 point ratings! Wowzer! January 18-19 travel the Pleasant Valley Wine Trail and discover all the treasures along the way. Uncover the hidden object of each winery and receive a stamp. Once you have collected 4 stamps, turn in your map at your last stop and be entered in a drawing to wine treasure from the trail (Visa gift cards)! Let the hunt begin.

Lusso Della Terra is a standout on this trail with stunning views of vineyards that go on for miles and wines that will knock your socks off, priced, in our opinion, at bargain prices. Villa San-Juliette in San Miguel offers up a luxurious dining menu in a stunning Mediterranean style villa setting. You’ll only feel like you’ve used your passport. And Mystic Hills offers complimentary wine, cheese, and chocolate pairings (by appointment only, click here for the coupon) accompanied by amusing stories from film editor/owner, Joel, about his time spent masterfully edited Clint Eastwood’s movies (if you are lucky take a selfie with his Academy Award statue).

Mapping and Directions to Lusso Della Terra click here For mapping and directions to Villa San-Juliette click here

Hearst Ranch is a must-visit with a beautiful outdoor patio space that is perfect for taking in the beauty of the Paso Robles countryside while you enjoy their award-winning wines grown right there on the 90 acres estate in clay loam soil and perfect meso-climate. The owners, Steve Hearst and Jim Saunders both possess experience, imagination, and the integrity to create great things. Together, their shared vision on sustainable agriculture, resource protection and historical preservation brought Hearst Ranch Winery to fruition. Take a virtual tour, click here. Bonus: you will likely catch glimpses of their winemaking team at work, as the winery is located on the property as well!

For mapping and directions to Hearst Ranch click here

4. Go Coastal!

Yes, we mean head to the beach! From Paso Robles, enjoy a gorgeous 25 minute cruise to the coast and Highway 1! This is one of our favorite rides, the views will bowl you over 1000% guaranteed (and not a stitch of traffic). Take the time to cruise to the coast and explore the tiny storybook town of Harmony (population 18, if you count the cows)! Say hello to the resident glass blowers, explore the tiny post office and chapel, then climb the hill to Harmony Cellars, known for its delicious Zinfandel, among many other varietals. Overlooking the tiny coastal village and rolling green hills below, Harmony Cellars is the perfect place to take in the view from a lush vantage point.

For mapping and directions to Harmony Cellars click here

[rabexxpaulson]

Just Like The Movies (Foxxay).

A/N: @Emilie-blueberry (wattpad) asked for a prompt where Misty wanted to do something she saw on a movie for Delia; I did it but also added a lot of things because well I thought it'd be cute? I hope you like it sweet bean, thank you so much for the idea! Enjoy it guuuys, thank you SO MUCH for reading AND PLEASE if you have prompts, feel free to send!! xoxo

Misty shifted herself unccomfortably at her seat as she tried to focus on the big screen in front of her. It was a sunny Saturday and the girls had decided to go see a romance movie at the theater; Normally, the Cajun would have stayed at the Academy, enjoying the almost empty house to play her Stevie and twirl all around but, this time it was different. The Supreme would never go out with the girls, claiming she was "Much older and didn't want to bother", this time however she was going, and Misty wouldn't be the one to lose a chance of stealing glances of the beautiful Headmistress on the dark movie theater.

As the girls were buying the tickets, the Swamp Witch couldn't help but notice how sweet Cordelia looked; While everyone was talking nonstop about how excited they were for this movie, the Headmistress just kept staring at the various posters displayed there, reading everything carefully and eventually furrowing her brows together. Misty was lost on her thoughts when she felt someone pulling her arm.

"C'mon Swampie" An annoyed Madison spoke. "I know this is glamurous compared to where you used to live but we are getting late"

The curled blonde pulled her arm to herself before nodding and start following the girls; As Misty entered the big dark room she glanced at the tiny piece of paper Zoe had given her while they walked into the area; "J12". The Cajun glanced at the various seats as she felt her palms starting to sweat, feeling lost and wondering what she should do now.

"Hey Mist" The Swamp Witch felt someone tapping her shoulder softly; She turned herself only to find a smiling Cordelia awkwardly holding a large package of popcorn. "What's your seat?"

"Um, 'J12'" The Cajun smiled shyly.

"Oh that's great, mine is 'J11', just come with me"

Misty nodded before following the Supreme, her stomach already burning with the thoughts of spending the whole movie sitting right besides Cordelia. The Headmistress, by the other hand, found herself smiling widely; She had planned for both witches to sit together and, even though she was nervous, Cordelia was more than happy for finally making a first move. As both witches got into their seats, the older woman positioned the package of popcorn between the two, taking a deep breath to calm nerves down.

"I bought us some popcorn" The Headmistress grinned shyly, starting to the Cajun. "If you don't mind sharing with me, of course"

"Delia, that's so sweet" Misty spoke timidly, her cheeks growing red instantly but, fortunately, the bad lighting of the room didn't make it visible. "Are ya sure it's okay to share with me? I mean, it's ya' popcorn..."

"Why do you think I bought a large one?" Cordelia's smile grew even bigger, her palms sweating more and more due to all the clues she thought she was giving. Misty let out a giggle as she looked at the screen, the movie already starting; For the first 15 minutes the Swamp Witch just couldn't keep her mind on the movie; Did Dee know I'd sit next to her? Did she want it? She bought a large popcorn an' by what she said it was already planned for us to share... Stop it Misty, ya're just seein' things. After 30 minutes into the story, the Cajun felt her stomach snoring; With a hesitant hand, she managed to slip her ringed fingers to the package, atempting to get some popcorn but meeting them with a soft hand already there; Quickly, Misty pulled her hand back, the Cajun could feel her face burning as she kept her eyes on the screen, not daring to glance at the beautiful woman next to her. After long 10 minutes, Misty built enough courage to try eating some popcorn again; This time she suceed, eating the crunchy pieces slowly as her eyes were still glued on the movie. Almost half of the story had already passed and, luckily for the Swamp Witch she had suceed on taking more hands of popcorn without encoutering her fingers with the Headmistress' again. Cordelia's heartbeat was almost back to normal when a kissing scene came, causing the Supreme to feel her stomach tightening itself as she was reminded, once again, of the sweet curled blonde sat next to her; Taking a deep breath the older woman managed to turn her head slowly, staring at Misty and being greeted with wide, huge blue eyes fixed on the screen, the corners of her lips softly lifting. Cordelia couldn't help but let out a little small, soon turning her head back and taking another deep breath, trying to build courage for the next step she had been planning for days.

Misty blank her eyes quickly as she came back to reality; The previous scene had caused her mind to travel all the way to the Supreme - Not that it already wasn't ; The Cajun was madly in love with Cordelia, she craved the older woman so much it hurt. Letting out a heavy sigh, the curled blonde tried taking another hand of popcorn; Her fingers stopped stiff when she felt the Supreme's ones; Just when Misty was about to pull away, she felt gentle fingers crossing with hers. The Cajun's heart skipped a beat; Oh God, the woman she was so in love with was holding her hand. With even wider ocean eyes, Misty managed to glance at the Headmistress, being greeted with brown pears already staring at her. Shyly, the younger woman smiled as her sight fell to her lap, her cheeks blushing even more when she felt Cordelia's thumb caressing her hand gently; With her heart almost flying away of her chest, the Swamp Witch managed to look at the Supreme again, who now had her eyes back to the screen and a sweet smile stamped on her face. What should I do now?; Misty thought as she took a deep breath, her body still shivering with Cordelia's soft touches. Does it mean that she likes me?... Maybe she's just bein' friendly an' I'm thinkin' way too much ab- The Cajun's thoughts were cut as she felt the Headmistress putting the package of popcorn away and getting closer to her, softly resting her head at the Swamp Witch's shoulder. Without thinking twice, Misty did what she had been wanting to do for weeks; Shakily, she brought her free hand to the older witch's blonde locks, stroking it slowly and letting her fingertips fall to the other woman's cheek and chin, lifting her head carefully and staring into brown eyes.

"Delia..." The Cajun felt her stomach filling with butterflies as she struggled to keep her eyes on the Supreme's. "I... I like ya"

"Mist, I like you too..." Cordelia let out a sweet smile, squeezing Misty's hand softly. "A lot" Without waisting any more time, the Headmistress pressed her lips against the Cajun's; At first, the younger witch was taken by surprise, but soon she kissed the Supreme back, caressing her cheek as she did so. The curled blonde was the first one to pull apart, giggling as she realized the movie had now came to an end; Just when Cordelia was abaout to say something the lights went on, causing both witch's to smile shyly as they started getting up to leave. Misty started walking behind the Headmistress, her stomach still burning with the butterflies as she had a silly smile popped on her face. The whole way home was all about exciting coments between the girls, chatting happily about the movie but, for the love birds it was way quieter; Cordelia couldn't stop glancing at the beautiful Swamp Witch, and would always be greeted with ocean eyes already laid on her, causing the pair to smile timidly and look away. When the car stopped all the girls entered the big mansion slowly, since it was already past midnight and all of them were really tired; The Cajun decided to follow the group a bit more behind, her thoughts all turned to the Headmistress.

"Hi there" Cordelia spoke shyly as she approached the curled blonde.

"Hey, Miss Cordelia" The Swamp Witch grinned to the older woman, her cheeks already starting to blush.

"I just wanted to tell you I really enjoyed the movies today" The Supreme bit her lip nervously.

"Me too" Misty glanced at the floor as she blushed even more, her palms sweating as she played with her rings. "Um, I was wonderin'..." The Cajun stopped at the hallway, already in front of her room. "Would ya like to, um, maybe go out with me tomorrow afternoon?". Without thinking twice the Headmistress nodded happily, her smile turning into an impossibly bigger one.

"I'd love to"

"I-is 3 p.m. good?"

"Perfect" Cordelia glanced at the floor timidly. "So... goodnight, I guess" Brown eyes soon met ocean ones again. "See you tomorrow, Mist"

"Night Delia... see ya"

Both witches let out a last smile before the Headmistress started walking towards her room; Cordelia wished she had kissed the Cajun one last time before going to sleep, craving the curled blonde's sweet lips one more time against hers so she could pass the night with that awesome feeling; But due to the Supreme's previous actions and her initiation of their first kiss, Cordelia decided no to try anything more in order to prevent any possible discomfort from the Cajun. Just when the Headmistress was about to touch the door knob, she felt her favorite voice calling her.

"Dee" The Swamp Witch spoke shyly, causing the older woman to giggle at the sweet nickname.

"Yes, darling?" Cordelia turned herself to face the younger woman.

"May I, um... maybe have a goodnight kiss?" Misty bit her lower lip as she finished asking, hoping to not have messed things up; The older woman grinned widely as she heard the Cajun's words, walking towards Misty and softly cupping her face, connecting their lips sweetly. Cordelia could feel the younger woman smiling trough the kiss and hands gently pulling her closer by the waist, causing the Headmistress to smile once again and pull apart softly.

"You don't ever need to ask me that, doll" The Supreme spoke as she stroke her beloved golden curls, receiving a sheepish smile in return. "Till tomorrow, Mist"

"See ya, Dee"

The curled blonde watched as the Supreme walked once again towards her room, giving her one last grin before closing the door. The night that followed was quite hard to rest; Both witches couldn't wait for the next day, giggling at themselves every time they remembered the previous events of the day, their lips still with the feeling of having each other's pressed against. The next morning passed unbelievably slow; Cordelia kept glancing at her clock while she worked on some papers, her stomach tightening itself each time she saw the numbers closer to their goal. Misty, on the other hand, tried not focusing on clocks, figuring that maybe this way she could be less nervous and the time could maybe pass faster.

Since it was Sunday, the lunch today was on everyone's own; Some girls decided to eat out, others would just steal some crackers or sandwiches; The Cajun decided not to have anything, having in mind her intentions for the date -Could she call it a date?- She was going to have later; The Headmistress was so nervous and begging for the time to pass that she totally fogot about Lunch, remembering of it only when she was already getting ready to go out and her stomach started to snore.

It was 2:55 p.m. when the Cajun sat on the couch, nervously holding a baket as her feet started tapping at the floor, blue eyes glancing at the stairs every second, waiting excitedly for the Supreme; Suddenly, Misty started hearing sfot steps coming downstairs, lifting her gaze quickly and being greeted with a lovely Cordelia smiling to her as she walked closer.

"Beautiful as always, Miss Cordelia" The Cajun spoke shyly as she got up, trying her best to leave her fears behind.

"Shh, look at you, Mist" The Headmistress answered timidly, her cheeks already slightly red. "Shall we?"

"Yes" The Swamp Witch grinned as both witches started walking towads the front door, both had a silly smile popped at their faces. Misty started guiding both of them to a park near the mansion, stealing glances and giggles but not daring to say anything; In less than 5 minutes the pair had already arrived, and the Cajun had chosen a special location at the green grass, a bit apart from the rest of the people and under a big tree. "Here we are" The younger woman manged to speak as she felt her heartbeat extremily fast, her cheeks blushing as she hoped the older woman to like her idea. "I... I brought a picnic basket an' tried choosin' a spot like the one on the movie yesterday" Misty oppened the towel gently, placing it at the grass and soon starting to unpack the food. "I just thought maybe ya would like to have a 'movie date'"

"That's so adorable, Mist" The Headmistress smiled as she glanced at everything Misty had brought; It was amazing how thoughtful she had been, bringing the Supreme's favorite food and even trying to do a 'movie date', like the Cajun herself had called it. "You even brought twinkies!"

"I saw ya stealin' them at the kitchen the other day" Misty giggled shyly as she sat down on the towel, the Headmistres letting out a laugh as she did the same.

"That's really sweet, I mean it"

"That's nothin' Delia..." The Cajun glanced down as her cheeks burned, a shy smile creeping into her face as she did so. "So, wanna eat?"

"Sure" Cordelia grinned as she took a twinkie, opening the package and offering one of them to the Swamp Witch, who accpeted happily and gave it a sweet bite.

"Dee, that's real' good" The Cajun spoke as she ate the sweet, her gaze never going away of the Supreme's.

"I know right! It used to be my favorite thing" The Headmistress smiled as she gave it another bite, letting out a laugh at how cute the Swamp Witch looked.

"What's ya favorite thing now? I guess I forgot to bring somethin'"

"Your lips" The Headmistress spoke quietly, almost on a whisper as she felt her stomach filling with butterflies and her mind going blank as she hoped to not be going too fast; When the words hit the Cajun's ears she couldn't help but giggle, pulling herself closer to the older woman and letting her head fall into Cordelia's shoulder.

"Ya're really cute, Miss Cordelia" Misty softly took the last bite of her twinkie, her head still resting on the older witch's shoulder as she felt a gentle arm hugging her waist, causing the Swamp Witch's heart to skip a beat.

"You know" Cordelia found herself giggling as she finished her twinkie, her hand now caressing the Cajun's waist softly. "I couldn't believe you actually liked me when you said it yesterday"

"Why not?" Misty laughed as she lifted her head, ocean eyes meeting with brown pearls. "Ya are amazin'"

"I'm not" The Supreme laughed timidly. "And I mean, look at you... the sweetest girl I've ever seen"

"Dee..." Misty let out a heavy breath, her hand softly caressing the older witch's cheek. "Ya are the most wonderful person I've ever met... kind, sweet, strong, an' not to mention gorgeous, inside an' out"

The Supreme decided she didn't have enough words to show her new lover all the love she was feeling, so she pressed her lips against Misty's, smiling trough it and pulling apart with a giggle. "I love you". Oh shit. I let it out. "I-I'm sorry, I j-" Cordelia's excuses were cut by a pair of pink lips pressing against hers again, the most sweet kiss the Headmistress had ever received.

"I love ya too... more than anythin'" The Swamp Witch whispered shyly as she pulled apart, their foreheads still touching as the Swamp Witch kept caressing the older woman's cheeks.

The rest of the afternoon went just perfect; Both shared giggles and happy talks and for more that Cordelia wanted, she couldn't stop kissing her new lover, stealing kisses all the time and always being greeted with sweet, pink lips already prepared for hers; When the Sun started going home, Misty was ready to give Cordelia a last surprise.

"Hey Dee..." The Cajun whispered as she lifted her head from the Headmistress' chest, due to the fact they were now laying on the big towel. "There's one more thing I wanted to do"

"Okay" The Supreme smiled as she gave the younger woman a kiss on the forehead, lifting both from the ground. "I'll do anything with you"

The younger woman giggled as both started packing the things back to the basket; Soon the Headmistress was being pulled by the hand to an even bigger tree than the one they were before; It's leafs were full of color and seemed to be the brightest of the park.

"So this will sound real' funny" Misty started talking as they stopped under the tree, both facing each other as their hands kept together. "But do ya remember that part of the movie yesterday when, um... the boy took the girl to this beautiful tree and told her he..." The Cajun took a deep breath as she felt her cheeks blushing. "Loved her?"

"I do" The Headmistress smiled as she caressed the curled blonde's hands.

"So I planned on telling ya this here, but bein' the amazin' woman ya are of course ya'd tell me that first"

"Oh" Both let out a laugh, Cordelia's cheeks burning as her stomach started to fill with butterflies. "I'm sorry"

"No, don't apologize Delia... it just makes me realize, once again, ya're the love of my life"

With the Swamp Witch's last words, the Headmistress connected their lips again for the 100th time this day, being more than happy for finally being with her true love, feeling luckier than ever.

[twistednuns]

June 2019

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.”   

A (very) sunny day in London. Seeing a seal in the Thames, right under the Tower Bridge. Walking through St. James’s Park, eating ice-cream. Taking a beautiful picture of Laura in Covent Garden. Finally getting out of the underground. A tiny rainbow reflection in the sky over Greenwich.

Playing badminton in the evening with Frank. Sitting by the river, making new friends (duckies).

Micha. Meeting in Thalkirchen after I had just seen a half dead mouse. Walking along the river, finding a nice spot across from the zoo with a bunch of musical hippies playing the drums on the other bank. We got drunk on Toro Loco and Grasovka in ice hockey cups until he kissed me in the middle of a sentence. It took quite a while until I noticed I was just kissing my first man with a tongue piercing. At some point I re-erected a knocked over portable toilet (does drunk me have superhuman powers?) and we walked to the subway together. Such a gentle weirdo.

Making breakfast for someone other than me. Sharing an apple. Eating out of the same bowl.

IKEA has veggie hot dogs now. Excellent. I also got a new cutting board. And that’s ALL I got. I’m virtually patting myself on the shoulder right now.

Christoph and Lauren’s wedding was pretty chill. We squeezed into a car, went up a very steep hill to attend the ceremony and spent the rest of the day around a camp fire drinking gin and tonics or dancing to very bad music. I loved getting to know Michael’s boyfriend of 4 years. I always received gay vibes from him… good to know that my gaydar isn’t broken.

Taking polaroid pictures in the beautiful afternoon light. I also loved Christian’s outtakes of the theme music quiz. One of them honestly looks as if I’d just won a beauty pageant - we have a host, two ladies with jealous side glances and me, all excited, open mouth, in front of the mic, waiting for her tiara…

Spending a few hours in my mum’s garden. Doing dangerous yoga exercises in the grass. Walking barefoot. Marveling at the lush roses everywhere. Watching a blackbird taking a bath under the cherry tree. Very entertaining.

I want to learn Spanish and this video gives me hope - apparently I can heavily rely on my French vocabulary.

Why the men I like usually look the same.

Hanging out with Martina, Tobi and Diego the dog at the Thalkirchen campsite. Watching the rafts go by (horrible music), driving them home with their car right before the apocalyptic thunderstorm.

The perfect dessert: berries or peaches with fresh cream. The perfect dinner: Truffle pasta.

The concept of eclecticism.

Spending the afternoon with Franzi at Maria Einsiedel. Meeting baby Elise for the first time. Hopping into the Eiskanal, turning my body into a freezer for five minutes. Eating tiny lemon ice-cream and galia melon.

Meeting Catrin and Andreas at Brillengalerie in Altheim. Really good cappuccino (he’s an optician AND a latte artist). I loved trying on those gorgeous glasses and talking to Catrin about the Latte Art championships and rude customers.

Our trip to the Bavarian Forest to make a cake tree for the wedding. We visited Lena’s uncle who turned a tree trunk into a three-tiered cake stand with his chainsaw. We helped. I really want to get a chainsaw license now.

Once again: roses. They are incredibly lush this year. I don’t know why exactly but climate change seems to have one tiny upside.

Drawing. Portrait practice. Filling my sketchbook from idee. Polychromos coloured pencils.

Using Instagram’s story feature for the first time. I love editing pictures and adding gifs and colours. Immature and tacky but fun.

Looking trough old analogue pictures. Finding lots of my dad looking like the perfect Millennial. 90s fashion really IS back. I still loathe fanny packs though.

I found someone who’s coming to India with me!! I’m going to travel with Bibi this summer. So excited!

Unfortunately: the Solitaire app on my phone. Unhealthy obsession. You know you’ve got a problem when you’re getting REALLY good…

The smell of dill pickles reminds evokes vivid memories of my grandma. She used to make them herself, in heavy stoneware next to the wash room in the cellar.

Spending the evening with Bibi at Kulturdachgarten (having Ginger Spritz as a sundowner in the late afternoon sun), eating Israeli mezze at NANA in Haidhausen and seeing Rocketman at Rio cinema. My colleague works there so we got discount tickets and free ice-cream. Taron Egerton is a fabulous actor. If I had to describe the film in one word it’d be flamboyant. Also, I’d have loved to be the costume designer for this.

Iglo veggie love frozen meals. With Hela curry ketchup. Nom.

Extremely cute new rockery plants (who will have to do with regular potting soil I’m afraid).

Meeting Andre at Thalkirchen. Spending the evening on an Isar gravel bank, drinking the beer Martina brought from Croatia. Joining the… eh, what’s the Mile High Club for people who prefer water to air travel? Catching the last train home. Taking dinky photobooth pictures because we still had ten minutes to spare. That fake photo strip makes me happy instantly whenever I look at it.

Getting better at asking for what I want.

The character Moe in the Netflix series Trinkets. To me, she’s so much more attractive than Tabitha. And I love her attitude. And her hookup in episode seven. What a pretty man.

Manu making me realise how much I look like my dad. “At least jawwise!”

Spending the evening with Tom. Pre-theatre Spritz, Melancholia at Kammerspiele, Isar-beer near Müllersches Volksbad. Talking about our insights and issues.

It’s fascinating to see the lupin in front of my balcony door open it’s blossoms gradually from bottom to top. This plant has such an interesting structure and geometry.

Salad season. Somehow I only like salads in the summer but then I eat them passionately. With strawberries, Black Forest tofu, peaches, blueberries, mangoes, olives. Those nice, firm Roma tomatoes you only get during the summer months. I made a huge bowl of Tabouleh the other day and had it for breakfast, lunch an dinner.

Going home in the morning, smelling of another person.

Booking flights to India. 5 weeks. I’ve never been gone for so long and then I chose India of all places… I feel a mild panic attack coming but I’m also super excited.

Artificial cherry flavour.

A day trip with Lexi. She brought crisps and a fun Mexican dice game which we played on the train. Spending the whole afternoon soaking in the warm water at Therme Bad Aibling. Discovering the amazing acoustics in the various domes. Making a new duckie friend. Weird mirror selfies with hairdryers. Dinner at a Bavarian restaurant in Rosenheim. Teaching le Sash some obscure Bavarian words.

The word obscure, come to think of it. Uncanny is a close second.

Jupiter being so bright in the night sky. I always notice it first as soon as it’s dark.

Librarians are secretly the funnest people alive.

So many things, really. I’m feeling quite happy at the moment. My only problem is that I keep gaining weight. Somehow enjoying myself is adverse to the strict regime I need in order to stay perfectly healthy.

Random things: Schweppes Fruity citrus and orange lemonade. Tomato sandwiches with fresh basil on olive ciabatta. That squirrel running over the garage roof in the morning. Dreaming of ferry rides through US rivers. And intercourse with a panther. The Garner Ambre Soleil natural bronzer spray with coconut oil. Nice colour, good smell, minimal chipmunk effect. And of course me regular Garnier sun oil. It’s the bottled essence of summer.

Filling in for someone in the Natural 20s pub quiz team. Being invited to a pen and paper round with feline characters only. Meeting Sophia who, I realised later, played Rosencrantz (or Guildenstern?) at Entity Theatre’s production of Hamlet last year.

My complete and utter obsession with Phil Collins’ version of You Can’t Hurry Love. I think it’s going to be my next karaoke song.

A desire and drive to be creative. Making collages out of dried leftover paint. Drawing on the window panes. Getting out gouache, pastel chalks, oil pastels, those weird 3-in-1 coloured pencils which create such a nice texture. Drawing first thing in the morning. Spending hours drawing owls for the coffee roasters. Using coloured pencils to draw portraits of all the cool girls of Instagram.

Oh, speaking of art. I don’t want to jinx it but I might get the chance to write a book soon! I met an editor who works at a publishing house for lifestyle books and needs someone to make a book about portrait drawing/painting for her. So. Excited. They’re also looking for a trainee in the graphic design department. I really hope I get to collaborate with them in one way or another.

Cute summer outfits. Good colour combinations. Accessorizing. Wearing pretty clothes with a creative twist. Actually putting some thought into putting together an outfit can be a lot of fun. After all it’s just another way of making a collage.

Polarized sunglasses providing me with the bluest skies and rainbow-tinted tram windows.

The Croatian man who sat down next to a visibly pregnant Bavarian woman on the subway and started telling her about his daughter Persephone and the abduction myth connected with her. I keep reading and hearing about Demeter and Persephone lately, for example about Baubo and the vulva presentations / Demeter worship.

Carmen Rohrbach’s Unterwegs sein ist mein Leben. I was very impressed by how much she has seen and experienced. How much she knows about nature and animals. I mean, she’s a biologist, too. Reading this book made my days a little more special because it gave me a sense of how much more there is to discover on this planet.

Eating vegan ice-cream (pumpkin seed and ginger-turmeric) with Micha. Sitting on the balustrade in front of the Art Academy. Staring into these insanely pretty blue eyes all the time. Looking for the toilets, roaming through the hallways. I love the architecture of that building.

A ladybug escaping the subway train through an open door. Freedom!

I love how the characters resemble each other so much in the different generations in the TV-series Dark. Uncanny. And they feature very nice colour contrasts, too. I guess I like their production designer / cinematographer.

Late-night Isar strolls. Drinking red wine, lying down, watching the stars surrounded by fireflies! (which are quite rare where I live so I was lucky - the strangest thing is that I had drawn a firefly into my sketchbook earlier that day, feels like I manifested it)

Tollwood gin and tonics, forgetting to go home, ending up in a gay club at 3am. Nice Thursday.

Making up for the lack of sleep on Friday afternoon. Waking up late. Releasing my inner Julia Child at 2am by making sushi rolls, taboulé and Bergsteigerbrot, something like super tasty vegan granola bars with lots of nuts and honey.

A little bike tour with Frank along the river. Pseudo-meditating on a log, eating some snacks I brought. Floating with the current. His alliterations (“further fodder for future followers”).

[offwithalicesheadx]

1000 Question Survey pt. 6

Presents 511.) What’s the best present you’ve ever received?: Jesse got me a keyring with a photo of us on it, I've had a replacement Pandora bracelet with a charm that's really special to me that I'd lost as well

512.) What’s the worst present you’ve ever received?: Nothing overly horrible, maybe just clothes I wouldn't really wear or didn't fit

513.) Do you think it’s better to give than to receive?: Yeah

514.) Do you feel guilty when people get you a great present, but you didn’t get them one?: Yeah

515.) Do you make up a lie to cover it up?:  Sometimes maybe like a little white lie

More Favorites 516.) Favorite radio station: I don't really listen to the radio, maybe Absolute Radio? I have that on at home on a rare occasion and it's usually pretty good

517.) Favorite day of the week: Saturday

518.) Favorite fruit: I like grapes, strawberries and mango

519.) Favorite vegetable: Sweet potato and sweetcorn

520.) Favorite lunch meat: Chicken tikka

521.) Favorite candy bar: I like peanut butter Kit Kats and Lion bars

522.) Favorite nail polish: Rimmel, at the moment it's the Super Gel polish in the colour 'Rock n Roll'

523.) Favorite chair: Anything super comfy and soft that you can sink into, none of this overcrowding of pillows

524.) Favorite early morning show: I don't watch anything early morning

525.) Favorite morning talk show host: On the odd occasion I've watched This Morning, I like Phillip Schofield and Holly Willoughby

526.) Favorite writing paper: For when I practice cursive or calligraphy or I'm doing my Bullet Journal, I always like to use small squared paper

527.) Favorite section of the newspaper: I never read the newspaper but I remember I always used to skip to the What's On TV bit to see if any good movies would be on

528.) Favorite sibling (if you have any): I don't have a favourite

529.) Favorite distant relative: ^

530.) Favorite dessert: Waffles with banana slices and butterscotch sauce

531.) Favorite weather: I like when it's sunny but not super sweaty hot, like it's warm enough to not wear a coat but there's a nice breeze

532.) Favorite season: I actually can never choose, I'm starting to crave summer now but when it actually comes I get annoyed because I get too hot easily, I usually love Autumn though

533.) Favorite shoe brand: Converse

534.) Favorite lunch: I'm loving the chicken and chorizo soup from Pret at the moment, and their chicken and bacon caeser sandwich

535.) Favorite breakfast: Poached eggs on toast or porridge with banana slices and honey

536.) Favorite author: JK Rowling

537.) Favorite place to see concerts: I usually enjoy smaller spaces such as the O2 Academy or the O2 Institute

538.) Favorite band to see live: I haven't seen them live but I imagine it'd be Red Hot Chili Peppers

539.) Favorite survey you’ve ever gotten:  This one

More This or That 540.) Nike/Adidas 541.) Alone/With friends 542.) Work/Have off 543.) Pomegranate/Persimmon 544.) Raspberry/Blueberry 545.) Cheech and Chong/Abbot and Costello (don't know either) 546.) Acid/Shrooms (never tried either) 547.) Who/The Who 548.) Older/Newer 549.) Regular pretzel/Pretzel log 550.) Have sex/Make love

Have you ever 551.) Used a swear word the wrong way and made it sound completely stupid? 552.) Skipped school? 553.) Done drugs? 554.) Been drunk? 555.) Been so drunk you couldn’t remember your own name? 556.) Had to look after someone who was on drugs? 557.) Gone insane? 558.) Been in the hospital over night? 559.) Been in a car accident? 560.) A bike accident? (this is a cycling bike by the way, not a motorbike) 561.) Broken a bone? (I think I've broken my toe a couple of times but I'm not counting it) 562.) Sprained a wrist or an ankle? 563.) Been online for more than 8 hours at one shot? 564.) Loved somebody so much it made you cry? 565.) Watched TV for more than 11 hours straight? 566.) More than 12 hours? 567.) How about 5 hours? 568.) Slipped in public and had everyone laugh at you? 569.) Passed out from hunger? 570.) Been to a LAN party?

Other Stuff 571.) Do you like going to basketball games?: I've never been to one

572.) How about swim meets?: ^

573.) Tennis matches?: ^

574.) Do you like Family Feud?:  Yeah

575.) The ones with Richard?: Oh I haven't watched it, I've only played the board game

576.) How about Match Game?:  Never seen it

577.) Do you watch Game Show network regularly?:  No

578.) Do you believe in dream catchers?:  No, I think they look cool though

579.) Do transvestites appeal to you?:  Not personally but I have no problem, I'm cool with people being whoever they want to be

580.) Have you ever been to New York City?:  No

581.) Do you wish you could live somewhere else?:  Maybe but I wouldn't really know where to go

582.) Do you dress in different ways to look like other people?:  No

583.) Yes or No: Christina Aguilera has talent:  Yes

584.) Do you like TiVo?:  I don't think I've ever had it

585.) Do you have a TiVo?:  No

586.) VCR s or DVD players?:  DVD players

587.) Are you an animal rights activist?:  No, I mean I care about animals, but I wouldn't call myself an activist

588.) A vegan?:  No

589.) Vegetarian?:  No

590.) What do you want to be when you grow up?:  I'd like to perform in theatre or do something behind the scenes

Do you know 591.) Who won the Super Bowl last year?:  No idea

592.) Two years ago?:  -

593.) Who hosted Family Feud after Richard?: I don't know

594.) The author of “Frankenstein”?: Mary Shelley

595.) Who the Canadian Prime Minister is?: I don't know

596.) The Queen of England?:  Queen Elizabeth II

597.) Prime Minister of Britain?:  Theresa May

598.) Espanol?:  I know a little

599.) Deutsch?:  No

600.) Japanese?:  No

601.) Français?:  I know a little

602.) Chinese?: I can say hello and how are you, that's it

603.) Portuguese?: No

604.) (If you don’t, do you wish you knew any of these languages?): Yeah, particularly Spanish

606.) The capital of the US?:  Washington DC

607.) All of the Canadian provinces?:  Not a clue

608.) The two most commonly used languages in the world?: English and Spanish? I'm not sure... Googled it because I was curious, Chinese is first but afterwards it's them two

609.) How to fly a kite?:  Sort of, it's been years since I have

610.) How to surf?:  No

611.) Skateboard?:  No

612.) How about rollerblade?:  Yeah but again it's been years since I have

613.) What year the Korean war started?:  No idea