#Gigi Fu

[blood-mocha-latte]

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for every “🌹” received in my inbox i’ll post one random sentence/snippet of a random wip i’m currently writing

Between the taillights and lampposts, all rapidly passing and changing and colorful, he was like a kaleidoscope. Joe was unsure of how long to look at him before gazing away.

“Almost to New York.” He said after a minute, voice hoarser than he thought it would be as Luz just hummed, thoughtful. 

“I don’t usually do that, you know.” He said after a moment.

“I don’t think you would.”

“I wasn’t being serious, anyways.”

“I could tell.”

[sorcerymuses]

Ladybug managed to recover from her own shock. Quickly, she moved to hide better. Glad that Scorpina sent Chat in another direction to search. His feline hearing would make it harder to get out of there without being caught.

She held her breath as she heard Scorpina closing in on her, inching slowly and as silently as possible towards an escape. If the older hero didn't trust her with something she clearly trusted Chat with...she definitely wouldn't trust her with anything after catching Ladybug spying.

She let out the breath as Scorpina turned. And that tattoo...something about it seemed familiar. Then, she was alone. Ladybug sighed in relief and hurried home.

"That was stupid and I'll never do it again," she groaned as she dropped onto her balcony and detransformed. Then, she headed to her fridge and pulled out a can of boba tea, cracking into it as Tikki dove for a box of leftover mooncakes.

Drink in hand, she went to her desk and pulled out her diary, where she sketched that tattoo. She knew it somehow...where had she seen it before? She started to ask her Kwami, but Tikki took one look at the drawing and hid. That meant she probably knew something.

"Tikki!" she groaned. "Do you know this symbol?"

"Not telling! Even if you order me to," the little creature snapped and for the first time, Marinette was tempted to try it.

"Maybe Fu knows," she grumbled. She was going to his place for tea the next day.

Fu wasn't any help with that symbol either. He only asked where she'd seen it. She refused tell him where she'd seen it, soured by his secrecy.

Everyone was hiding things from her! Fu had even claimed that he would tell her everything. It made her wonder if he was even being honest with her...

But there was one person who might give her answers. So, she called Scorpina first chance she got.

The sudden yell cause both Scorpina and Chat to freeze and halt their conversation. Both suddenly pulled out their weapons, Scorpina motioned to above while she would check the bottom.

Chat leaped to the top to check for anyone while Scorpina dropped to the same level where she swore the source was. Aquatic eyes scanned around and her eyes listened out for anything unusual. So long as she was suited up, Scorpina couldn't use her usual sense to feel any magic nearby. Not even miraculous magic.

As she was coming around the corner, the older heroine swore she saw something. Just as she was about to peak around the corner, she heard Chat call out to her.

       ❝ Don't see anyone or hear anything else. Do you think it was somewhere close to the tower? ❞

Scorpina turned around in the moonlight, her back exposed and her ponytail shifting to rest on the front of her shoulder... revealing a symbol tattoo on the back of her neck!

       ❝ Perhaps its best we check the area below one last time. We'll continue tomorrow. ❞

With one more smile to her, Chat nodded and vaulted off the tower with his staff. Scorpina turned to the side to watch him before giving a small sigh. She made a small note to speak to Ladybug later.

Tapping her staff three times, she then evaporated in purple smoke.

[hearts-4-vicky]

thinking abt Giselle tying up g!p reader to the bed and sitting on your face! Gigi would have to tie your waist down to the bed bc you can’t stop humping the air trying to find any type of release. Gigi would be so mean, suffocating you with her pussy while she degrades you and tells you that you’re not doing it right! Tears would be falling down your cheeks as you mumble out a barely audible apology while you were tongue fucking her hole and sucking on her clit. She would tell you it’s okay because you’re just her dumb baby! When she finally cums in your mouth and all over your face, you feel like you were in heaven! Your eyes rolled back and you came untouched, making a mess of your pelvis! When she got off your face you would tell her thank you with her slick and cum smeared over your face, Gigi would call you a pervert for cumming untouched :( She would stuff your mouth with her lactating tits and ride your overstimulated cock until you were shooting blanks!!

anon, angel, do u wanna kiss????🙏CUZ UR MIND OH MY GOD

warnings: dom! aeri, sub! g!p reader, mommy kink, aeri being mean :(, aeri being kinda nice towards the end?, squirting, overstimulation, face sitting, pussy eating, aeri slaps ur balls, cum eating, lactation, reader is a loser, A BIG LOSER, reader is stupid reader is sensitive asf😭, reader sobs cuz shes a stupid sensitive loser, (y am i bashing reader 🙏💀) pregnancy mentions, aeri takes pics

i feel like gigi would come outta nowhere, full on naked, n ur dick just JUMPS but like cant even blame u🙏 her tits would be leakin a bit, pussy WET n u cant even react bc she just rips off ur clothes n tying u to her bed posts!!!!!! ur so confused cuz shes never did smth like this b4?? “aeri what the fu-“ “shut up whore, its mommy to you.” and suddenly ur mouth is shut (only open to eat mommys pussy😘) and ur thinkin w/ ur dick😝 aeri gets on the bed, pussy hovering over ur face with ur mouth still shut tight, not knowing what to do?? finally, her pussy meets ur lips n u do… nothing??? youve never been with a girl before, only watching twitter porn videos (you can only watch 15 secs b4 ur cock just explodes 💥💥💥💥💥) getting impatient aeri brings one of her hands to your jaw, forcing u to open ur mouth n shes suffocating u with her puffy pussy, grindin on ur mouth, plushy thighs barely able to block out the sounds of aeris moans😍 “Use your- ah- tongue stupid bitch” (im giggling i want her so bad) stickin ur tongue in n out gets aeri to let out a satisfied sigh but she takes notice of the precum leakin out ur tip n starts giggling???

UGHHHH aeri would js be so MEAN to u

“You getting off to this slut? Mommy hasn’t even touched you and you’re already close? Fucking pathetic.” aeri leans over to give your balls a few hard slaps, stopping when ur cock begins to twitch🥺 she moves her hand to the place where your shaft meets your tip and has a firm grip on it, making you whimper and start to sob “You’re stupid if you think you’re gonna cum before me” aeri moans out as she starts to grind harder on your mouth😝 you’re sobbing so loudly now bc ur overwhelmed n aeri is jst being mean to u:((( but ur sobs n whines send vibrations to aeris core n she squirts all over ur face!!!🥺🥺🥺 so focused into her orgasm she lets go of your dick and you cum so violently, humping the air, getting your cum everywhere

aeri gets off you, letting you speak “‘m sorry mommy! p-please! please don’ leave your slut! wan’ taste m-mommy’s milk please….” you sob out, giving into your mommy so easily🥺🥺 aeri doesnt respond as she turns around, slams down on your cock, bouncing up and down quickly, shoving her leakin nipples in your needy mouth🥺 and yeah! she does fuck you til ur shooting blanks into her warm pussy🥺! but since you’re cummin so much she teases you “You, fuck- want mommy to get pregnant baby? You gonna share mommys milk with our baby?” your eyes widen, shaking ur head thats trapped in her tits to protest “Words, baby, mommy wants to hear you use your words” aeri whispers to you, never slowing down her pace❤️ she pulls you away from her spit soaked tits so you can answer “no mommy! don’ wanna- mmh!share your boobs with no one else!!” cumming in the middle of your sentence was so embarrassing for you but aeri didnt care that much💋 she gets off your overstimulated cock, causing you to whine loudly “Oh yeah? With how many times you came in me theres no way we aren’t parents yet. If only there was some way to prevent that…” she trails off before climbing back up so her pussy is near your face again. “Maybe you should be a good little slut and eat your cum out of mommy’s pussy.” aeri smirks seeing you nod vigorously, so cute, all for her🥺

“Good girl” is all aeri needs to say before sitting on your face again, you’re so eager to eat her again! even if you’re eating your own cum in the process!! aeri can’t help but snap a few pics of you being so pussy drunk and sends them to the aespa group chat🥺 not even a minute goes by before she gets a notification from the gc,

“Aeri-unnie, can we share her? please?:(“

“Ofc ning❤️ come home quick k?”

I WAMT HER SO ABDF OH MY GOD ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY

anyway first ask done😍❤️

bye my loves stay safe💋💋💋

[spencerreidsbookfairy]

SET UP.

famous!readers back you guys and its angstier than ever.

Okay so I skipped dinner.

I physically couldn’t handle the expected awkwardness 

I lied and told him my manager needed to to talk me and it was urgent

He's a profiler you dumb bitch

Part of me feels bad, but it’s not like I don’t want to make amends with him and his team; it’s just that ever since I was a little girl, I’ve struggled with confrontation, and it’s followed me into adulthood. I know avoiding the issue won’t make it go away, and I’m fully aware that he probably sees right through my excuse. Still, the thought of facing him and his team, of having to explain myself and potentially deal with their disappointment, feels like too much to handle right now. It’s frustrating to be so paralyzed by something as simple as a conversation, but I’m hoping that with time and a bit of courage, I can find a way to address it.

Adding to my anxiety about confronting them is the lingering sting of how they treated me behind my back. I’d overheard them making fun of my singing and mocking my songs, which felt like a punch to the gut. It wasn’t just the hurtful comments but the sense of betrayal from a group I had hoped would be supportive. The thought of facing them now feels like stepping into a hostile environment, where every word and gesture might be laced with judgment or ridicule. This makes my reluctance to confront the situation even more overwhelming, as the fear of being dismissed or belittled looms large.

On top of everything, I already feel incredibly insecure about being around Spencer’s team. Here I am, a singer trying to make a name for myself, while they’re FBI profilers, experts in their field, and it’s hard not to feel like my career is a joke in comparison. The stark contrast between our worlds—my creative, emotionally driven profession versus their analytical, high-stakes work—makes me question if I even belong in their presence. Every interaction feels like an unspoken judgment of my career choice, amplifying my insecurities and making me doubt whether my passion for music is taken seriously or just seen as a frivolous hobby in their eyes.

I then decide to go out to a party to self soothe God knows i need it, seeing all my friends 

Bella, gigi and ariana all my friends making it their duty to make me feel better about my current situationship

I then see a blonde, gorgeous woman walk into the club 

Its lila archer

No.

No.

Lila always secretly resented me, for what reason i'm not sure, but one thing i do know is that i'm not the problem lilas notorious for being a huge bitch to almost everyone she comes in contact with. Her fame getting to head 24/7 I truly want someone to shoot me if i ever turn out to be like her, so rude so dismissive so-

Wait whys she walking over here? Was i talking out loud???? 

“y/nnnnnnn???’’ she dreadfully drags out. ‘’ what are you doing here, everyone else told me youve been at home moping over a guy” voice FILLED with mockery terribly trying to be hidden with concern 

I finally get the courage to say something.

“ wow words get around fast i guess”

“ im here for you you know, if you ever need advice, like beauty advice, or just friend advice”

Oh. 

I already feel immensely insecure around her. her gorgeous eyes, body face, dating history

Before i can say anything back she chirps up and says

‘’ what is his name anyways? Wont spill the beans, promise.”

“Spencer.”

‘’ wow so I don't get a last name” she says and laughs, " that poisonous laugh will kill me one day.

‘“Reid.’’

I can see the knowing smirk forming on her face and i'm confused on whats humorous about his name

‘’ oh my god, you mean FBI spencer reid, that dirty dog just can’t get enough of the public eye girls can he, he sure does have a mouth on him though.’’

Fuck. my. Life. 

He said i was his  first girlfriend,

Im hyperventilating internally 

‘’ maybe you're thinking of someone else lila, spencer said i'm his first girlfriend”

‘’ Oh you probably are, we still had fun though, he saved my life. Of course I'd reward him for it.”

I swear the music in the club stopped when she said that

‘’ excuse me.’’

I say as i quickly power walk out the nightclub and into my car to go home

You might be asking why i'm freaking out so bad

Spencer told me we were each others first time.

I gave him my virginity thinking it was his first time too.

He lied.

He lied.

He lied.

[wolfoftonight]

Kung fu club sketches!

Cut jumps on the opportunity to make another matching outfit, as Quint definitely doesn't have and wouldn't have bothered to get a proper outfit for kung fu class. Gigi has been dragged into this as well, by Val.

[teethcult]

Undertale and the golden age of webcomics

  Something I never see talked about and honestly reasonably so, but still makes me sad are the people besides Toby and Temmie that worked on Undertale and how it was a snap shot in the golden age of webcomics 

Toby being heavily part of the webcomic scene with his involvement in homestuck likely leading him to be in contact with: 

Gigi DG:

 Michelle Fus (aka Tiny Paint):

J.N. Wiedle:

They helped design Undyne’s outfits but Sans and Papyrus are literally direct references to the main in their skeleton comic whos named after a font 

Magnolia Porter:

was an assistant monster designer 

btw this is an incomplete list of the developers and even ones with their own personal webcomics these were  just some of the ones I held close to my heart

[spettriedemoni]

Il rumore di un tuono

Mio padre sosteneva che la più forte nazionale italiana di calcio mai avuta dall’Italia fosse quella del 1970 che si arrese in finale al Brasile di Pelé che secondo molti fu il Brasile più forte di tutti i tempi.

Probabilmente mio padre, come tutti, era influenzato dalla passione per certi giocatori su tutti Rivera che “magari fosse sceso in campo prima contro il Brasile” e poi per l’attaccante più forte di quella squadra quel Gigi Riva che ad oggi è ancora l’attaccante più prolifico di tutti i tempi della Nazionale italiana.

Taluni dicono che quando colpiva il pallone il suono si sentisse un tutto lo stadio è chissà che quel rumore sia il motivo del suo soprannome: “Rombo di Tuono”.

Mio padre aveva una foto in bianco e nero, ottenuta non so come, di Riva con la maglia della Nazionale durante una partita contro l’Austria, quella dove si ruppe la gamba.

Era in mezzo a due giocatori austriaci e se li portava dietro come bambolotti di pezza. Credo esistano poche immagini come questa che descrivono bene Riva. Un giocatore straordinario per grinta, coraggio e forza fisica.

Più di tutto era però un “hombre vertical” come lo definì Gianni Mura, una persona che non negoziava i suoi principi a cui rimase sempre fedele come quando decise di non tradire Cagliari e la Sardegna rimanendo lì in quella terra che lo aveva adottato.

Forse è possibile trovare un calciatore dalle caratteristiche simili oggi ma per tutto il resto lui è e resterà unico.

Che la terra ti sia lieve.

[diceriadelluntore]

Storia Di Musica #349 - Art Farmer & Gigi Gryce, Art Farmer Quintet Featuring Gigi Gryce, 1956

Jackie McLean, uno dei più grandi sassofonisti bianchi, che pubblicò con la Prestige 6 album, considerava Bob Weinstock solo un affarista. Altri non erano d'accordo (Miles Davis era uno tra questi) ma è indubbio che le modalità con cui Weinstock faceva funzionare la Prestige erano peculiari, tanto che divennero quasi un marchio di fabbrica. Innanzitutto, non pagava le prove ai musicisti, così buona parte del pur prestigioso catalogo è composto da standard e molto poco da brani originali, data l'impossibilità di provarli. D'altronde, lui spingeva moltissimo a registrare qualsiasi cosa: negli anni d'oro, a metà anni '50, riusciva a pubblicare 75 dischi all'anno, un'enormità. E persino i ritmi delle registrazioni erano quasi "industriali": agli studi Van Gelder c'erano sessioni anche per 18 ore al giorno e spulciando i cataloghi Prestige (ci sono superbi siti che ne raccolgono tutti i dati) non di rado grandi dischi furono registrati nello stesso giorno, a poche ore di distanza. Weinstock era un tipo strano, ed era famoso anche per la sua tirchieria: si dice che il numero davvero esiguo di alternative takes (cioè registrazioni differenti dello stesso brano da parte degli stessi musicisti) della Prestige era dovuto al fatto che imponesse il riutilizzo dei nastri non considerati pubblicabili per risparmiare, quando invece per altre case discografiche quelle registrazioni alternative era una vera e propria miniera d'oro di filologia musicale sull'evoluzione di brani o artisti.

Ci sono però delle eccezioni, come il disco di oggi, che è uno dei capolavoro del catalogo Prestige e uno dei dischi più belli di post bop del tempo. I suoi due protagonisti furono Art Farmer e Gigi Gryce. Farmer è stato uno dei più grandi trombettisti della sua generazione: a fine anni '40 suona con Jay McShann e in seguito con Benny Carter, Gerald Wilson, Roy Porter e Dexter Gordon, concentrandosi ad esibirsi nella zona di Kansas City. Nel 1952 scrive per Wardell Gray, un sassofonista, la sua prima canzone che diventerà uno standard, Farmer's Market. Suonerà poi con alcuni dei più grandi e dopo l'incontro con Gryce suonerà in famosi dischi di Coleman Hawkins, Thelonious Monk, Charles Mingus, Art Blakey/Horace Silver's Jazz Messengers, prenderà il posto, nel 1958, di Chet Baker, cacciato da Gerry Mulligan nel suo Quintetto e fonderà un gruppo davvero straordinario, Jazztet, con Benny Golson e di cui faranno parte suo fratello Addison al contrabbasso, Dave Bailey alla batteria, Curtis Fuller al trombone e McCoy Tyner al pianoforte, all'inizio della sua straordinaria carriera.

Sebbene fu breve, il suo incontro con Gigi Gryce lasciò un grande segno nella storia del Jazz. George General Grice Jr., il vero nome di Gigi Gryce, è stato un sassofonista, compositore e arrangiatore. Nativo della Florida, si diploma al conservatorio di Boston. Si incrocia già con Farmer, poichè i due ruotano nella band di Lionel Hampton, il celeberrimo vibrafonista, ma Gryce vola a Parigi dove incide i primi brani, nel 1953. Al ritorno dall'Europa, mette su un sodalizio con Farmer, che porta a varie incisioni ai Van Gelder Studios per la Prestige: le prime nel 1954 e nel 1955 finiscono in When Farmer Met Gryce, un'altra, dell'ottobre 1955, nel disco di oggi, come già accennato uno dei capolavori di quegli anni.

Art Farmer Quintet Featuring Gigi Gryce esce nel 1956 ma nel 1963 verrà ristampato con un altro nome, Evening In Casablanca, dal nome di una delle più famose composizioni di Gryce presente nel disco. Come in When Farmer Met Gryce, le composizioni sono quasi tutte autografe, regalando un suono ricco di nuove strutture e armonie. Il quintetto di Farmer era composta da: Duke Jordan al piano, Addison Farmer (fratello di Art) al bass, Philly Joe Jones alla batteria e Gryce al sassofono contralto. Il disco si apre con Forecast di Jordan, molto swing, con tre assoli di Farmer, Gryce e Jordan. Poi arriva tutta la grazia di Gryce: Evening In Casablanca diventerà un classico, la novità introdotta dalla struttura musicale di Nica's Tempo, brano dedicato alla leggendaria baronessa del jazz, Pannonica de Koenigswarter, per gli amici Nica, erede del ramo Rothschild inglese, mecenate di tanti musicisti jazz tra gli anni '40 e '50. E poi la grazia e lo spumeggiante di Satellite (altro esempio di struttura musicale innovativa) e le più classiche Sans Souci e Shabozz.

Farmer continuerà la sua carriera, tra l'altro vivendo spesso in Europa: dopo un tour europeo si trasferisce a Vienna, sposa una viennese, si interessa alla musica classica, portando il jazz nella capitale austriaca dato che ogni suo vecchio amico americano per andarlo a trovare finiva per suonare con lui da qualche parte. Molto più misteriosa fu invece la vita di Gryce: dopo Farmer, fondò un gruppo, Jazz Lab Quintet, suonò fino agli inizi degli anni '60 tra gli altri con Thelonious Monk, John Coltrane e Coleman Hawkins ed era considerato uno dei migliori arrangiatori della scema musicale. Poco dopo si convertì all'islam, cambiando nome in Basheer Quisim, e lavorò come professore di scuola elementare fino alla morte, nel 1983, nella nativa Pensacola, abbandonando la musica. Che nel 1956 fu molto fortunata ad aver sostenuto l'incontro tra Art Farmer e Gigi Gryce.

[archeryqueen95]

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I don't drink alcohol but I create my cocktail to be a mocktail since I've never had alchohol before. I'm calling my mocktail "Blue Lagoon Mocktail". The recipe would be: Polar Blast Hawaiian Punch, White cranberry juice, and Sprite.

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[blithesrps]

Bedtime Story

“Alright runts, c’mere…”

Leona flopped back into the stuffed chair of his study, waiting as his gaggle of kiddos clambered up into his lap. Bed time stories were usually Ruggie’s area of expertise, but with his team advancing in the national Spelldrive Cup and Ara working late at the castle, tonight the heavy responsibility fell upon him.

“Oi, sit still…what are you jumpin’ around for?” Leona grumbled, Gigi giggling as he wiggled a knuckle into her ribs to settle her into his arm. At his other side Falla was waiting patiently, the perfectly well behaved first born that had tricked them into thinking parenting would be a piece of cake. Meanwhile, the babies, Kana and Ton, were working on hauling themselves into Leona’s lap. Kana whined as Falla tried to help, but soon all four were cuddled up and ready.

“Now, don’t expect any funny voices like your Papa does, alright?” Leona warned, eying the book that Gigi had picked out, “If You Give A Mouse A Cookie?… you sure you guys don’t want to play chess instead?”

“Noo!” Gigi squealed, as Kana and Ton parroted little ‘no no!’ chirps after her.

“Yeah, four against one ain’t fair anyway, you’d probably kick my butt,” he relented, scratching his jaw over Falla’s head as he flipped the book open, “Alright…”

He did his best, he really did, but the book was nonsense.

“…what kind of garbage are they writing for kids these days…” he grumbled, “Tryin’ to teach you all how to be pushovers, is that it?”

“Nuh uh!” Gigi agreed, shaking her golden curls as Falla studied the pages solemnly. Leona turned the page.

“Gods, he wants to draw now? What kind bullshit…”

“Bullshit?”

“Sheet?”

“Boo shit?”

“…boo shit…”

“Oh fu…uhhh, nope that’s a daddy word,” Leona tried to backpedal quickly, but he could already see the twins’ impish expressions that only meant trouble, “Ughhh…okay, listen, just not in front of your mother alright?”

“Hmm?” Ara’s voice purred from over Leona’s shoulder and he about jumped out of his skin, jolting the children and setting them all off giggling again.

“Hello my little ones. Is your father teaching you terrible things again?” Ara teased as she came around the chair. She caught Gigi as she launched herself at her mother, the twins squealing and throwing themselves into her stomach while Falla took advantage of the opportunity to snuggle closer to her father.

“I was framed,” Leona huffed, closing the book with relief and tossing it over his shoulder.

“Bullshit,” whispered Falla.

“Bullsheet!” cheered Gigi.

“Boo shit,” agreed the twins.

“Bullshit indeed,” hummed Ara, feigning disappointment as Leona winced. She went to pick up the book before coming to sit herself in Leona’s lap, “As punishment for his transgressions, I think your father had better finish the story.”

“You trying to crush me alive?” he grunted, even as his free arm looped around Ara’s waist and squeezed her hip.

“Big strong lion like you can handle it,” she scoffed, juggling her armful of babies until they were all settled safe and snug in her arms, “Now, start again. From the beginning.” Leona gave a dramatic sigh but thumbed open the book obediently. Far be it from him to deny his wife…or his children, for that matter.

“If you give a mouse a cookie, he’ll probably want a glass of milk…”

[kasarawolf]

What originally was a “Fu expressions” character sheet, became a “After one of Kota’s episodes (aka nightmare/panic attack fun time), Fu turns off Kota’s alarm clock and decides to go do his “work” for him (so that he can rest after a rough night) and documents everything with selfies he took with Kota’s stolen camera XD

1st stop, visit Aunt Gigi for breakfast! And the other is just a “I took this picture just for you” XDDD

It was supposed to be a wholllee collage, but I haven’t had time at the moment with what’s going on at home, so just these two for now ^^

[obxthornton]

Chapter 2

WC: 2423

People used to tell me my mom reminded them of Kat Stratford in high school. She was outspoken, loud, and always voiced her opinions. She loved rock music and got me into rock music myself. The guitar I played was hers when she was in a band of her own in high school. I wish I remembered her.

Now my mom might have been Kat, but my dad was no Patrick Verona. The only thing they had in common was being Australian. I don't know how my mom and him fell in love seeing as he was the soul thing my mom stood against. He was a businessman who was never home, alwasy working for hours on end. Never wanted to venture out of our town or go on vacation. Didn't care about the environment or the problems in our society. He cared about money. Something that differed Mom and him in two different directions.

My dad would spew "you're just like your mother" like an insult, a bad taste in his mouth when we would Argue. Like me being like her was so unbearable, that I should be like him.

Maybe Mom would still be alive if she was like him. If she valued herself more than she did other people.

I strummed lightly on the guitar that still had  Stickers from my mom on it. I had imagined that the guitar strap used to smell like her perfume at one point. I wondered when it had lost the scent.

A loud bang came from my window making me turn slightly to look at it. Nothing was there so I assumed it was the tree that was next to it.  I turned up the amp on the floor playing alittle louder before I heard the tap again.

I huffed and sat the guitar on the bed before walking over to the window. 

Luke Hemmings was on the branch closest to the roof throwing small rocks at the glass.

I opened the window and stuck my head out, "what the hell-" a rock hit my forehead making me close my eyes in annoyance. "What are you doing hemmings?"

He let his legs fall off the tree hanging with only his arms as he swung in the window, not waiting for me to move. I fell backward onto the ground with him on top of me, knocking the breath out of me as he landed straight on my chest.

"Ow." I breathed out wincing slightly.

He wasn't bothering to get off of me, but just pushing himself up with his hands so he wasn't putting all his weight on me. He looked down at me almost confused or maybe it was a look of embarrassment.

"Your hair's red." He stated.

It had been red for a week now.

I groaned and rolled my eyes before pushing him off of me and Onto the floor before I stood up. 

"What are you doing here hemmings?" I asked walking over to the window and closing it. 

Luke rolled over on the floor until he was under my bed. "Hiding." He simply said.

I could hear him rustling under my bed, his flashlight from his phone spewing out from under the bed.

"From who?" I asked jumping on my bed and making it dip down enough to hit his head. "Ow!" He yelled. 

"We're playing hide and seek, loser pays for lunch. This is the last place the guys would look." He said from under the bed.

Something was shot into my room and I looked to see a pair of underwear now hung on my desk.  I dipped my head down, hanging over the bed,  my hands flat on the floor  Luke shined his flashlight in my face making me squench my eyes. "Did you just slingshot my underwear you found under my bed?" I asked him unamused. He laid on his back under my bed smiling at me, "Yes."

I heard the front door slam,

"Hey, Gigi!" Ashton's voice rang through the house.

"Shit," Luke mumbled pulling my arms that were hanging over the bed, making me fall to the floor for yet the second time today, before pulling me under the bed up to his chest.

I winced again, "What the fu-" Luke's hand slapped over my mouth as he held a finger over his lips with his other hand. 

My heart raced. That was normal for ex-couples to still make each other nervous right? I'm sure it was because my heart was beating out of my rib cage as his face was inches away from mine giving me a serious look.

A knock on my door made me slightly jump. "Gigi, have you seen Luke?" Ashton's voice rang. Luke's hand gripped tightly on my bare hip holding me still as the door to my room opened.

"Great she's not even here," Ashton said as I saw his black shoes being walked into the room. He annoyingly groaned before his feet stomped out of the room. 

The door eventually shut downstairs.

Luke's hand remained on my hip and on my mouth as he stared at me. It seemed to be the theme today, me and him just staring at each other.

I snapped out of it as I tasted his hand on my mouth making me push him off and roll out from under the bed. "You're going to kill me if you keep knocking me over."

"That's the plan." He said rolling out himself. 

I jumped back on my bed sitting down on it, "How long are you going to stay? I've inhaled too much of your cologne today."

He rolled his eyes as he sat down on the rolling chair, spinning around. "You bought me this cologne." He seemed to regret the words as they came out of his mouth because he stopped spinning just for a second. "It's my least favorite one." He added.

"Same." I said, "bought it so you'd smell like shit."

I actually loved that scent. It was Luke's signature scent, the one where you would associate that smell with anyone with Luke.

"Glade were in agreement." He said almost awkwardly before starting to spin on my chair again. 

The setting was now awkward as well, The air was thick. "Get out." I said making him stand up abruptly, "Yep." 

He walked to the window and opened it. 

"You can uh... you can go out the front door." I told him. 

He shot me a quick smile before swinging himself out the window, "And Why would I do that?"

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"Georgina." My name was called in class making me lift my head off the desk. The teacher looked at me unamused about the fact that I had been sleeping in her class.

"And what's the answer to number 16?" She asked.

"7," I mumbled exhausted before putting my head back down on the desk.

"That's uh... That's right."  She said surprised.

My chair was kicked from behind making me groan before turning around. "How'd you know that?" Calum asked me suspiciously.

"I know everything." I shrugged before turning around and putting my head back on the table. That wasn't completely true.

Every time we had an assignment number 16 was always 7. Our math teacher had gotten married on July 16th so she seemed to always make the date out of everything. Just a coincidence she asked me for number 16 or I would have been sat there like an idiot.

The bell rang making me groan yet again lifting my head off the desk yet again. "Okay! Pages 3 and 4 for homework."

Those pages would never get done.

I grabbed my bag off the floor and threw it over my shoulder, waiting for Calum to finish putting his papers in his bag. We had English together next.

"Who lost hide and seek on Saturday?" I asked him as we walked out of the classroom. "How did you know we played hide and seek?" He asked narrowing his eyes at me.

"Hemmings."

"Why did Luke tell you?"

"Because I asked."

"But why?"

"Why not?"

"Because it's Luke."

I shrugged lightly, "Well Luke told me you guys were playing so who lost? It was Michael wasn't it?" 

Calum stifled a laugh but nodded, "he hid in Ashton's car. You don't hide in the seeker's car." 

Sounded enough like Michael for me to believe it. My guess was that Calum probably hid in the neighbor's trash can. Maybe he even hid in my trash can.

"I won obviously, hid in Luke's Recycling bin. Took ash 5 hours to find me." He said proudly.

They did not take 5 hours to find Calum, they probably gave up and grabbed lunch without him. But if Calum thought he won then I wasn't going to burst his bubble. I think if even Ashton found Luke or Calum first, he wouldn't say anything but just search for Michael instead. Michael never paid for his own food.

"Hey In English did you want to be partners with Luke for our project?" Calum asked me suddenly.

My eyebrows scrunched as I looked over at him, "no I did not." I said stopping infront of the English room to look at him.

"Oh." He said looking infront of him, "Well you might be partners with Luke."

I narrowed my eyes at the Boy you was avoiding my gaze, "what do you mean I might be partners with hemmings?"

He smiled nervously, scratching the back of his next. "Me and uh... Maddie. Started it together already."

I blinked slowly at the boy. "Maddie's my partner."

"Not anymore." He said like a smartass making me hit the back of his head with my hand.

"It's not my fault! She convinced me!" Calum said pointing behind me making me turn. Maddie was standing there slowly walking backward with a big "oh no" look on her face.

Calum grabbed Maddie and held her infront of him, "You wouldn't hit a child would you?" He said bending down so he was covered by her. "I'm supposed to be Behind you!" She yelled at Calum hitting his head also. 

"Ow! Babe, we're on the same side." He said rubbing the back of his head.

"Sorry G. I promise I'll make it up to you," Maddie said looking at me sincerely.  Maddie wasn't allowed to date and could only hang out with guys if it was for school. So this project would give them an excuse to hang out at each other's houses.

"You owe me." I said pointing at Maddie, "And you owe me." I pointed to Calum, "and oh do you owe me." I turned and pointed at Luke who was about to walk into the classroom.  He stopped and looked at me confused not even knowing what our conversation had been about. 

"What." He simply said making me throw my head back groaning, pushing past them to get inside the classroom.

"If you're just walking in, sit anywhere with your partner." The English teacher said making me turn to Luke who was having what seemed to be the same conversation Calum had with me.

"Hell no," Luke said making me roll my eyes before taking a seat on the floor in the back of the room against the wall. I pulled my laptop out of my bag and opened it.

As I typed away on the keyboard trying to find the rubric, Luke groaned as he sat down next to me, his bag falling on my feet. "Did you do anything for it yet?" He asked me as I shook my head, "haven't even read the rubric."

"Great neither have I." He said sarcastically opening up his bag on my legs and pulling out a notebook and half a pencil.

I enlarged the rubric sent out in the email. "Over the next 4 weeks, you and your partner will face a series of questions that you each have to answer truthfully. Blah blah blah...At the beginning of each week, you will get 5 questions that you each will answer and discuss. Your answers will be used to distinguish the similarities and differences between you and your partner. The Monday after the questions are assigned, a small overview of the answers and your thoughts are due. At the end of the 4 weeks, you both will write a minimum 400-word essay. Blah blah...Since this project is long, most of the work will be done at home in your free time leaving class time to work on other topics." I read off the Email.

"This is the most English assignment ever. Compare feelings and then write about it." Luke mumbled throwing his broken pencil across the room at Calum. 

"You got that right," I mumbled. "When do you want to start?"

He shrugged closing his eyes and leaning against the wall. "What's this week's questions?"

I tapped on some files in the email before pulling up a document labeled  WEEK ONE QUESTIONS.

"One, perfect teeth or perfect hair?" I asked reading off the list.

"Easy hair, next." He said. I rolled my eyes at his answer, "Teeth determine everything." I told him. 

"0 for 1. Next." He said.

"Two, already know your answer on this, iced or hot?" I read, "and you're going to pick hot because 'what's the point of icing down a hot drink." I said mimicking his voice.

He opened up one of his eyes, glaring at me, "There's zero point in icing down a hot coffee!" 

"Ninjas or pirates?" 

Luke smiled, "ninjas." 

I groaned, were we ever going to get the same answer? "Mate, have you seen Pirates of the Caribbean? Jack sparrow? Will tuner? Elizabeth Swann? The hottest people to ever sail the oceans."

He scoffed, "I'm doing this on skill, not on looks like you." He mumbled quietly, "They are hot though." Under his breath. "But ninjas all the way."

"Question four." These questions were fucking stupid, "stop or go? And this time we answer at the same time okay?"

He nodded and counted down from three.

"Stop"

"Go."

I groaned throwing my head back, "Why the hell would you pick stop?"

He shrugged, "hitting every red light, kissing at the stop signs." He quoted one of his band's songs making me blink sarcastically if that was possible.

"Last one." I mumbled "Converse or vans?"

I looked down at what shoes we were wearing and sure enough I had white high top converse on and Luke had black vans on.

"Asshole," I mumbled closing my computer.

"Bitch."

[wonderkat11]

My ideas for Just Dance 2 Animal AU

It’s Raining Men/Lari = Turtle.

TikTok/Kayla = Shiba Inu.

A-Punk/Thomas & Mia = Dog & Cat.

I Got You (I Feel Good)/Benjamin = Kermode Bear.

When I Grow Up/Lady = Flamingo.

Toxic/Ivy = Siamese.

Idealistic/Neona = Bat.

Girlfriend/Amy & Matilda = Fox & Rabbit.

S.O.S./Anzia = Coyote.

Dagomba = Asiatic Golden Cat.

Move Your Feet/Charlie = Iguana.

Proud Mary/Mary = Ostrich.

Hot Stuff/Nelly & Benny = Apes.

Big Girl (You Are Beautiful)/Laura = Hippopotamus.

I Want You Back/Thor = Quagga.

Iko Iko/Arizona = Crocodile.

Katti Kalandal/Veena & Manjul = Elephants.

Holiday/Goldie = Hyena.

Call Me/Samara = Labrador.

Sway (Quién Será)/Arista & Quinn = Swans.

Satisfaction/Isaac = Leopard.

Hey Ya!/Moses = Monkey.

Mugsy Baloney/Nia & Callum = Gazelle & Dolphin.

Baby Girl/Matthew (Matt) = Owl.

Jungle Boogie/Harry = Cheetah.

Crazy in Love/Anjia = Poodle.

Soul Bossa Nove/Aleena & Sam = Parrot & Red Wolf.

D.A.N.C.E./Lime = Toucan.

Sympathy for the Devil/Auli'i = Devon Rex.

Rasputin/Boris = Bull.

Jump in the Line/Caroline & Alexa = Giraffe & Arctic Fox.

Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go/Eric = Gazelle.

Walk Like an Egyptian/Rula = Camel.

The Power/Khalid = Otter.

Jump/Momoe & Graham = Gray Foxes.

Monster Mash/Frank = Elk.

Take Me Out/Pyra = Octopus.

That's Not My Name/Jane = Rabbit.

The Shoop Shoop Song/Marie & Svetlanta = Gazelle & Coyote.

Cosmic Girl/Mariana = Panda.

Body Movin'/Juliana = Venom Snake.

Viva Las Vegas/Sebastian = Crab.

Alright/Amanda & Dan = Siamese & Monk Parakeet.

Rockafeller Skank/Kevin (Or you can call him DJ DNC3) = Skunk.

Should I Stay or Should I Go?/Rob = Red Wolf.

Funkytown/Oob = Darwin Frog.

Jai Ho! (You are my Destiny)/Kammi = Indian Leopard.

Firework/Icy = Fox.

Pon de Replay/Yui = Hyena.

Barbie Girl/Diva & Rex = Swam & Wolf.

Pump Up the Volume/Mikey = Hedgehog.

Maniac/Isabella = Flamingo.

Born to be Wild/Wolf = Wolf.

Professor Pumplestickle/Zeka & Pumplehead = Coyote & Frog.

Crying Blood/Miranda = Dalmation.

Down by the Riverside/Jennifer = Dove.

Fuetbol Crazy/Alice = Savannah.

Kung fu Fighting/Master Mantis & Dawn = Goat & Tiger.

Mambo No. 5 (A Little Bit of Monika)/Steve & Elsa = Bear & .

Nine in the Afternoon/Mona & Jake = Cat & Dog.

It’s not Unusual/William = Pug.

Chicken Payback/Louis = Jersey Giant Chicken.

Crazy Christmas/Santa = Reindeer.

Skin to Skin/Perry = Parrot.

You Can’t Hurry Love/Gigi & Lily = Dolphins.

Why oh Why?/Michelle and Howard = Bear & Red Robin Bird.

American Boy/Taio & Julia = Owl & Jaybird.

Come on, Eileen/Soraya & Lucky = Fawn & Mouse.

Song 2/Zack, Bianca, & Josh = Deer, Penguin, & Arctic Wolf.

Spice Up Your Life/Jazzy & Pink = Peacock & Squirrel.

Here Comes the Hotstepper/Shaun = Rabbid.

Movin' on Up/Mindy = Snake.

[beasiannow]

And so Taoist sorceress, Grand Mistress Lady Yinyin Xianren had her fun dashing about with her magic book The Jade Shade Book of One-thousand and Two Changes and her shout of “xiànzài nǐshì!” or that is, “Now you are!”

 so they were, remade that is.

Gigi Rose of Leeds, England. Assistant Healthcare Assistant suddenly finds that she is Méi guī Ji ji (basically Lucky Lucky Rose) fifth level master of Tai Chi.

Finding a place to check herself out she exclaims “This is proper barmy! The fam is going to go completely bonkers when this Chinese bird comes in and turns out she’s me Gigi! Wait no...Ji Ji!”

She thinks a moment, “Good thing I’ve got all this new healing kung fu stuff or whatever it is in me noggin, I can be my on gaffer.”

Another long thought “Me boyfriend Chalky is going to go loony.”  And then “Bloody Hell! Who ever did this cut my hair! Took me a year to grow that out.”

Soon, Méi guī Ji ji is a regular at various pubs and other public gathering centers teaching a remarkable advanced Tai Chi, and while her now rather thick Southeastern Fujian province accent can make her English a bit hard to understand at times, she is growing in popularity. 

Some who come to her demonstrations even come for the Tai Chi.

[reinhartroleplays]

I posted 2,108 times in 2022

123 posts created (6%)

1,985 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@sprousehart-x

@scratchtovoid

@bryceyoung

@lindsayerins

@femalestunning

I tagged 2,108 of my posts in 2022

#tv: riverdale - 244 posts

#fc: lili reinhart - 244 posts

#likes - 170 posts

#tv: degrassi - 156 posts

#about me - 152 posts

#fc: nina dobrev - 119 posts

#words - 90 posts

#ch: betty cooper - 90 posts

#ship: bughead - 71 posts

#ch: jughead jones - 66 posts

Longest Tag: 104 characters

#like apparently even if i’m stuck here till friday i have to go in and work my normal hours saturday????

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I’ve been going back and forth on posting this because one, I’m not in the Hollywood group scene anymore and two, was it really worth my while to spend energy writing this? Ultimately, I decided with yes because I believe it’s important to know who is in your tags and why this group/this player is banned from most (if not all) groups and why it’s a constant merry go round with her.

I first met Lindsay in a Hollywood group and she seemed kind enough. She consistently praised my characters, messaged me to give compliments, asked to plot and I thought she was genuine. I thought nothing of the endless supply of nice words until I came across accounts with the same character…almost shockingly similar to mine. Tags were copied/reblogs were copied/and even plots were copied. I called her out on it, she apologized, and I thought we could move on. This happened for several years with not only me but other accounts. She’d always apologize, promise she’d never do it again…and then repeat the process. It seemed like she didn’t have an original bone in her body. Unfortunately, this was a time where the concept of “receipts” wasn’t a thing so I never took screenshots but there’s multiple members of the rpc that could back me up.

She’s been banned from multiple groups for either pressuring members to do pregnancy storylines (she seems to have an obsession with them), or making up fake histories just to give her character children or applies as a pregnant fc so she can play a pregnancy plot. In a Hollywood group I was an admin in, she requested a pregnancy plot and then we came to find out she had never even asked her partner for permission. She’s also been banned for inconsistent activity. She’ll join a group, make one starter, come back for ask memes, and then go inactive….and then repeat the process. She’s also aware she’s been banned from the groups and still tries to apply under an alias. Multiple Hollywood rp groups can also vouch for that.

And while this may not matter to some, it matters to me: she’s told a friend that she wouldn’t be interested in doing a f/f ship because she doesn’t play characters “that way”. She’s applied for openly bisexual characters and then claimed they “prefer men”. She’s made multiple posts about how she is “pro-life” and it’s apparent she’s a Trump supporter. Again - maybe not a big deal to anyone else but for me, that tells me exactly the kind of person she is.

Again - I’m not in this scene anymore. This really doesn’t effect me in one way or the other. But I just thought the community should know her history and the kind of person she has proven herself to be. Here is another PSA written about her. (Please note that in response to this PSA, the writer was blocked and then the original post was deleted rather than her owning up and apologizing)

Here are the aliases she normally goes by - Marie, A, L, M and she likes to apply mostly for Lili Reinhart face claims (a good majority of the Riverdale fcs), Sophie Turner, Selena Gomez, Zoe Sugg, Hilary Duff, Troian Bellisario, Lucy Hale, Gigi Hadid, etc.

11 notes - Posted September 3, 2022

#4

if ned cheated on his wife, then love really is dead. like. what the fu k

12 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

#3

i’m not excusing for what ned did - his behavior was disgusting and toxic and i’m glad he was kicked out of the try guys

but for the longest time, he was my favorite. i bought his color in the try guys shirts. i never thought his “my wife” bit was obnoxious and i enjoyed how much he shared of his family. (ariel continues to be my queen) i thought he was funny, he was clearly smart and i think a lot of the business was due in thanks to him.

to read that everybody hated him all along and that the try guys are glad to have him gone and nobody liked him to begin with blows my mind. was i his only fan or was i just oblivious to all of his apparent red flags? again- not defending him, not saying he shouldn’t have consequences, just saying it’s been crazy to see that literally nobody was sad to see him go.

46 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

#2

lili really said nah i’m not gonna shut up and you know what, good for her.

54 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

idc what roberto or anyone says - bughead is forever top tier because it is CANON that betty willed jughead back alive simply by saying “don’t leave me, jug”, killed archie to save the universe and jughead RISKED UNIVERSES EXPLODING simply so betty could live.

your otp could never.

107 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

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[ermunlaila]

18/365*2023 - Tentang Hujan (12)

Sore ini aku ada jadwal les di bimbel. Putra mengajakku berangkat bareng karena Mahira sedang sakit. Kebetulan juga rumahku dekat dengan Leoni yang mana Leoni adalah pacar Putra dari SMP. Leoni tidak ikut bimbel namun sebelum les mereka mau main dulu. Putra menjemputku setelah mengantar Leoni pulang. Jadi ku iyakan ajakan Putra.

"Tumben lo bawa mobil. Emang udah lancar?"

"Udah dong, barusan main sama Leoni aman kok. Tenang. Ini SIM gue."

"Baguslah, pas banget ini mulai gerimis."

Namun yang terjadi di jalanan adalah Putra malah unjuk gigi dengan kecepatan yang buatku jantungan. Bahkan saat 20 meter menuju perempatan dengan lampu aba-aba kuning siap berganti ke merah, dia semakin tegas menginjak gas bukannya rem. Dan saat parkir, dia menabrak dinding pembatas. Sudahlah sampai tempat bimbel dengan selamat saja aku sangat bersyukur.

Setelah bimbel selesai aku bilang ke Rezky, mau ikut nebeng pulang dengannya. Rezky juga berangkat dengan mobil dan hanya bersama Bagas. Pikirku masih banyak ruang tersedia. Rezky mengizinkan dengan syarat aku duduk di belakang. Tak apa aku setuju. Lagian ngapain juga aku duduk di depan. Tapi saat ku lihat di parkiran mobil yang dibawanya adalah mobil pikap atau bak terbuka. Tertawalah dengan puasnya mereka semua.

"Hahahhahahaha gimana rain, mau jadi ikut?" Tanya Rezky.

"Keseeeelllll!!! Bagas, lo gamau ngalah sama gue? Lo aja sana yang ikut Putra." Jawabku.

"Dih gamau gue nganterin Bagas jauh, gak searah juga." Putra menyela.

"Udahlah Rain, lo ikut Putra lagi aja sana." Kata Bagas sambil masih menahan tawa.

"Rainaaaaa!!! Sama aku aja yok."

Terdengar suara teriakan dari seberang parkiran. Kita semua menoleh ke arahnya. Sesosok manusia yang ku kenal sedang melambaikan tangan dengan gaya khasnya sambil tersenyum. Terlihat sama gagahnya meski dengan setelan jas hujan, helm merah yang membalut kepalanya dan motor Satria FU miliknya. Yes, dialah Dienarsky. Ternyata Mahira yang memberi tahu Dienar kalo aku hampir masuk rumah sakit gara-gara Putra.