#I haven't posted any cakes in a while so I'm just throwing everything in my queue

[angiestown]

[calumhoodgoss]

horror story of a teenage 5sos blogger

let me set the scene - its the mid 2010s, I'm 17, in the height of my 5sos fan career, im watching keek compilations all day and scrolling tumblr all night. Life is good.

Fast forward a few months and I start talking to this cute boy at school. we start going on dates, having first kisses - and first everything elses. we're falling madly in love. it's intense (and so cringy to look back at as an adult) but again, life is good! not a worry in the world!!

eventually.. it somehow comes up that my boyfriend and i both have tumblrs (of VERY different nature's mind you). we wanted to show eachother things we'd found online but we were both adamant we didn't want to see eachothers blogs (FOR OBVIOUS REASONS). instead of following each other, we would send each other screenshots of funny textposts, pictures, etc. - blacking out our respective blog names and url's to protect our online anonymity. life is good!

now by day, I'm spending all hours messaging my totally hot boyfriend but by night... by night, I'm reblogging hot gifs of calum hood, smut fanfics, imagines, general gifs of hot couples making out (ifykyk). it's the HEIGHT of tumblr fanfiction and imagine culture and I could not get enough. i was exploring things in real life with my boyfriend while also exploring online through fics. reblogging every single thing along the way. i was having my cake and eating it too and it was a fucking good time to be alive. life is so good!

of course, like any normal person, I was using my tags as a stream of consciousness. a way to get out my feelings about cal, about my boyfriend, about being a teenager, about LITERALLY EVERYTHING. Unfiltered, hormonal, teenage girl writing about the boys she likes. every. damn. night. life! is! good!

until.. all until.. my boyfriend and i were lying together in a park, under a tree, light filtering down on us as we talk and laugh and kiss - a perfect afternoon UNTIL he says there's something he has to tell me. 'what does *name of my blog* mean?'

TURNS OUT, the very first time I sent him a screenshot of something, I didn't black out my url properly and he had been SECRETLY STALKING MY BLOG FOR MONTHHHSSSS.

MONTHS

MONTHS!!!!!!

Literally just months worth of calum hood smut, so.much.smut, smut requests too!!!, soft porn gifs WITH TAGS LITERALLY EXPLICITLY ABOUT MY BOYFRIEND, countless text posts about our dates and whatever the fuck I was thinking or feeling that day, 5sos drama, EVERYTHING. EVERYTHINGGGGG. ABSOLUTELY EV ER Y THIN G

needless to say that blog was immediately scorched from the surface of the earth. and since then, I virtually haven't been on 5sos tumblr - until now. I was so mortified that I wasn't just throwing my thoughts into the void, I was literally scarred.

we're still together though lol I guess he some how liked me enough to look past the 5sos blog HAHA. he's a much stronger person than I because if the roles were reversed and he had some obsessed teenage fan blog, I think i would have gotten the ick straight away. Especially since I literally NEVER talked about 5sos with him because I was soooo embarrassed that I was obsessed with them (this was album one era guys HAHA and my boyfriend was way cooler than me in highschool). now I don't care, I play them in the shower all the time - he can deal with it hahaha

moral of the story is, idk don't tell your teenage boyfriend you have tumblr cause he will find your blog

[luck-and-larceny]

(I haven't written anything in awhile, so I'm just going to start throwing words onto this post and hope they turn into something...)

Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not usually in the business of being kind.

I'm not usually in any business, actually. I'm work averse! No business. All pleasure, thanks.

But if I were to be described as being in some kind of business it wouldn't typically be acts of service to other people. It's a waste of time expending so much energy for no personal benefit, so what I've been doing lately is, frankly, absolutely out of character. I don't even know why I'm doing this.

Well, no. That's not entirely true. I'm doing this because she said she doesn't believe she matters to anyone. She said if she disappeared no one would notice.

As someone who disappears for a living (not as a real job– we've already discussed that– but often as a means to stay living) my first thought was, “No one noticing if you disappear is kind of the whole point.” But I understood what she meant. She wanted people to think about her when she wasn't around.

I suppose I should mention I don't really know anything at all about this woman. Or at least I didn't. She didn't tell me any of that. She told her diary which she'd left open on her bedside table on the evening I'd snuck in to steal from her. And of course I read it! Did you really think I'd draw some kind of line on my willingness to invade privacy when breaking and entering? Come on.

And wasn't I irrefutable proof that someone thought about her when she wasn't around? Thinking about her being around or not being around occupied a lot of space in my brain! Would she appreciate it if I left a note saying as much? “Hey! I definitely noticed your absence!-- Your Thief!”

Probably not.

The point is: I felt bad for her. I wanted this stranger to feel important. So I put back everything I was going to steal and left her place exactly as it was before I'd entered.

Ha! That's a joke. Obviously, I'd never do that.

I stole a page from the diary on which she'd tested brush strokes. No words. Just a series of vertical lines to get used to how much pressure the quill required. A useless page from an intensely personal document. Just my style. I left a bottle of dark red ink. If she saw it she might think, “I don't remember buying that…” but it'd be so innocuous it'd probably never occur to her someone had been there and left it behind.

But to the point: I couldn't stop thinking about her diary. She said she had difficulty opening up to people because she just didn't feel very interesting. She worked all day and afterwards she went back home. She had no hobbies or skills. She had no friends. She had no family.

She had a crush at work, but she felt too awkward to start a conversation with her. She wanted to try making pottery, but thought it'd be too expensive to get into. She couldn't take time off work for the classes anyway.

Well.

Well.

Lucky for her, she's got herself a brand new Robber Godmother ready to make all her wishes come true via crime spree!

First, stalking. I spent about a week watching her at her job at a bakery. I watched her boss. Her co-workers. Her crush. They made really adorable cakes and pastries in the shape of little woodland creatures. So right away I could confirm that, without a doubt, she was an idiot.

No skills!? Bitch, you just spent the day making a cake that looks like a nutkin. I'm lucky when I make a cake that looks like a fucking cake!

It didn't take too long to figure out who the crush was. There was a wildly attractive woman who worked there who commanded the attention of every single person in every room she walked into.

Except Lana (my mark). While everyone else looked at the cake goddess, Lana was always looking at someone else.

And I was going to make sure that someone else started looking at Lana too.

[w0nnielov3]

Jealous Birthday Boy

pairing: Renjun x Reader genre: Fluff, slight angst (just a tiny tiny bit) warnings: Few Curse words, a few grammar mistakes word count: 1551 words A/N: I'm sorry I haven't been posting recently, this is pretty chopping so I apologize for it, also happy late birthday to Injun !!

Making my way downstairs, phone in hand while I texted Bestfriend!Jaemin. We were spamming birthday ideas at each other, sending picture ideas of what we would want here and there. Finally, making it to the end of the steps I made my way towards the kitchen I opened my fridge.

I got a glass of water before turning around to sit down “OH FUCK-” I let out as my eyes landed on Boyfriend!Renjun, bringing my hand to my chest for a moment before speaking again “Why didn’t you say anything? You almost gave me a heart attack.” I huff as I set my glass down

“Didn’t think I needed to speak up for you to notice me, also you seem very occupied on your phone to be bothered,” he spoke with a blank expression as he kept his eyes on his drawing he was currently working on. I let out a sigh as I put my glass in the sink and sat next to him.

I watched him work for a few minutes, “That’s pret-” I was cut off by a ringing; My phone was ringing. Quickly I grabbed my phone to see who it was. “I’ll be right back. Jaemin is calling me.” I stated before standing up and walking to the living room “Yeah what happened?” I was a little confused as to why he called me since we agreed not to, so Renjun wouldn’t figure out we were making him a birthday surprise.

“Did you get the cake?” I heard a different voice who I recognized to be Jisung, “Oh hey sung! Yeah, I did. Jaemin has to pick it up, he promised he did ...Did he forget?” I asked in a hushed tone so the Moomin lover wouldn’t hear from the other room.

There was a pause on the other line before I heard a few shorting here and there “He said he went to get it and was told it wasn’t ordered, are you sure you ordered it?” I thought about what he said for a moment “Shit ...I don’t know I remember ordering it, maybe you and Jaemin make one that doesn't have to be perfect, I need to get a few other things so I can get them to your dorm.” I finished with a long sigh

I wanted this birthday to be perfect for Renjun, I mean he turns 21 it just has to be one he can remember for his whole life. After hearing a hum from Jisung that he heard me I bid goodbye before hanging up after he did too. I walked upstairs to get changed so I could buy the things missing for Renjuns’ party

“Jun I’ll be back in a few days, I need to get something!” I yelled out as I put on my sweatpants, after changing I ran downstairs making my way to the kitchen to kiss the still-drawing man on the cheek before getting my keys and making my way out after putting my slippers on.

~~Time Skip~~ It was 7 pm once I got back home after running my arrangements to get the supplies to the boys and helping them set up. I was kinda tired but I still made an effort. All that was left to do was get Renjun to the dorm, which shouldn’t be hard.

“InJun I’m home!” I announced as I put my coat on its rack before making my way to the living room to see if he was there; he wasn’t. I made my way to the kitchen to see if he was there; still not there. I ran up the steps to enter my room hoping he was there; again empty. Tilting my head in confusion as to where the artsy boy could’ve gone. “Renjun!!” I yelled out hoping for an answer; but nothing just silence. I quickly fiddled to get my phone out of my pocket. Once I did I quickly called the first person I could think of ...although I didn’t have to since he was already calling me, I answered the call before I started speaking “I can’t find him, he isn’t here, I don’t know where he is, help!” I rambled on

“Calm down.” That was all he said as let out a sigh of frustration “But Jaemin how can I? I don’t know where he went and my last task was to get him to the dorm and I failed at that.” I said in a harsh tone mainly directing the anger on me “He’s at the dorm already ...he didn’t seem oh so happy when he walked inside, I was calling because he wasn’t with you and also I’m curious as to why he’s upset.” He explained

It hit me “Damn it, Jae! I think he’s upset because I haven’t been giving him any attention since I’ve been so busy with preparing his birthday party, he knows I’ve been talking to you so much it must’ve pissed him off I’ve been ignoring him on his birthday and instead of talking to you ...I fucked up.” I let out yet another sigh “So he’s Jealous?”

“Na, not the time for that.” I spoke up “Ok but~ you have to admit he does care about you if he got jealous~” rolling my eyes at his words “I will hang up the phone if you keep doing this.” I facepalm as I made my up and out of my bedroom and back out the door “I’m on my way can you maybe-” “No, he doesn’t want to speak to me.” he spoke up I may not be able to see him but I could tell he shrugged at that

“Right he’s jealous because of you ...who would’ve thought, I’m hanging up because I’m gonna drive,” I informed before hanging up as I finally got into my car.

~~Time Skip~~

Finally making my way to the dreamies dorm I knocked on the door while drumming on my phone as I waited for the door to be open, my thoughts were cut off by the voice of a dolphin himself “Hey Noona! You realize you do have the key to the dorm ...right?” he asked as he opened the door wider for me to walk inside “Yeah I do.” I smiled before making my way through the dorm making sure to greet the members

“where’s Renjun?” I whispered to Jeno who was the last person I greeted, “He’s with Jaemin in the room” he said with his eye smile, I nodded saying a quick thank you before making my way to their room, I halt once I was face to face with the door knocking on it three times. I heard a ‘Come in’ and open the door with cautious looking inside to look at the scene

“Hi!” I said quietly once I stepped inside, closing the door behind me as I did “Why did you leave the house without calling me? I was scared something happened to you Jun.” I spoke up this time making my way towards the male “Don’t ever do that or I will be the one to throw you off a roof.” Pointing a finger at him before my gaze turned to Jaemin then back at Renjun.

Pointing at both of them indicating for one of them to speak up and fill me in on what was happening. Jaemin was about to speak before he was cut off by Renjun “We were talking.” Was all he said as he looked everywhere but me “mhm and?” I hummed as I stared at him suspiciously, Renjun looked at Jaemin who was already halfway out before he sent a wink towards Renjun. Letting out a groan as the other left him to have to explain he looked back at me

“I was jealous because I saw how you and Jaemin kept speaking, you didn’t even say happy birthday to me which makes me believe you forgot, this morning you said Jaemin was calling right after you left. You spent hours out so I decided to just leave the house mainly out of anger thinking you might be cheating.” He exhaled once he was done speaking now avoiding eye contact.

Tilting my head in confusion I nod “Jun how could I forget your special day, I was out preparing and Jaemin just volunteered to help me get everything done and we had been planning this to make sure everything was perfect for you ...You’re someone I cherish so much I think I’d be dumb if I were to ever cheat on the Huang Renjun.” I stated as I sat next to him

“Please don’t think like that again.” I grabbed his hand before interwinding them with mine, he took a moment before nodding pulling me forward into a hug “But can we admit that you did get jealous,” I teased once I pulled away far enough to see his face, Rolling his eyes he pulled me into a quick kiss, it was short but it still was nice

“shut up.” he mumbled, I just smiled at him before flicking his forehead “Happy birthday my jealous baby” I teased once again getting up as I did so I could make a run for it “you better run ...ill give you a head start!”

[i-choose-liam]

Stress Buster - King Liam x MC

A/N: I apologise for the length of this post for those who want to scroll past. I wrote this on the fly and I'm posting it from mobile, so I couldn't add the "Keep reading" line. Sorry! 💙

Hello! This is my first time posting a fic in quite a few months. So any feedback is appreciated. It's sort of a continuation (with a major leap in between) of my TRR Chapter Tie-Ins series. You don't have to read the previous parts to make sense of this story. For those who haven't read the previous parts, my MC in this series is Riley Spencer, a law school dropout and twin sister to Dani Spencer, the MC from Lovehacks. So this is actually a The Royal Romance and LoveHacks crossover.

This is for the anon who asked me to write a fanfic about Liam teasing a tired Riley. It's a bit different than what you asked for, but I hope you like it, anon! ☺️

***

It was the end of a long, tiresome week. Liam was holding himself back from grabbing Riley and jumping into bed together. He took deep, calming breaths as he sat on the ottoman and took his shoes off, watching his Queen fire away some rapid texts on her phone. He wondered how it was possible that she grew more and more beautiful with each passing day. There she stood by their bed, holding her phone up at eye level.

"Constantly looking down at the phone causes neck and spine problems, babe", she had told him once.

A small smile curved the corner of his lips, as he took in the sight of her. Those silken locks in ombre, which he had curled around his fingers nearly every night since their wedding. The graceful bearing with which she carried herself, even as she stood still. And that face - the one which had illuminated his life, like the moon did to a clouded night.

"Are you texting Madeleine?", Liam teased.

"Yes"

Normally, that name was enough to make Riley roll her eyes or crack some joke about the Countess. But she kept typing away, filling in Liam about some event she had to attend on Monday and how important it was for the apple export. It didn't sit well with Liam to see his lovely wife in her Queen mode when they had done with their duties for the day and were now alone in their bedroom. He shed his coat and unbuttoned his collar as he walked to her. The fading smell of her shower gel and deodorant, with just a smidgen of that womanly musk, was what greeted him first. Liam placed his chin on Riley's shoulder from behind, letting his arms wrap themselves around her. He closed his eyes as he kissed her cheek, gently rocking her sideways in his snug embrace.

"Honey, not right now. This is important stuff", she said, without looking back at him.

Liam didn't get upset or angry. He smiled in defeat as he recognised what was happening. He let go of her, but couldn't help putting his hands on her shoulders. He said,

"Do you realise what's going on?"

Riley said, still looking at her phone screen,

"What?"

"You're pulling a Riley"

That earned him a tired glare from over her shoulder. Liam grinned.

"I'm sorry but that's what this is. You have been doing so much these last few weeks. And unlike a normal person when overworked, you just jump deeper into the deep end"

She said, pouting a bit at her phone as she typed,

"This is not a "Riley". I'm just... just busy"

"Darling, you remember what happened the last time you got overburdened and wouldn't let anyone help you?", Liam reminded her, "You ended up eating all the cake at Maxwell's birthday, you called Drake a denim whore, then you wept while hugging both our corgis, and kept saying "It's a cool name, Mr. T! Mr. T's a cool name!*"

Riley's shoulders stiffened a bit under his hands. Liam smiled and massaged them.

"Do we want an encore of that?", he asked, trying to keep the smile out of his voice.

His wife was stubborn as she was beautiful. She said,

"There's not going to be an encore cause I'm not overworked. I've got everything under control. Totally"

She shrugged his hand off her shoulder and took her phone to the bathroom. Liam decided to let her have her privacy. But he was worried about her now. She had confided in him about her law school days, and how she had been put on "leave" by the school for reasons concerning her own mental and physical well being. That was when she had started working as a waitress and met him.

'Ah, fateful night', Liam thought.

How fearless and carefree she had seemed to him then. In a way, she was still all that. But her type A personality reared its head every now and then when the going got tough. If she kept throwing herself into work 24x7 like she had been doing lately, Liam was sure there would be repercussions for her health.

'If only there was someone who could...'

Liam smiled to himself. There was. There was someone who could pull Riley out of her workaholic spiral. The only person who could do it in fact.

Liam checked the time, and making sure it was still daytime in San Francisco, he called.

"Liamm, hii!", answered the voice from the other end.

Liam grinned at that enthusiastic tone and the thumping sound of music coming from somewhere behind his sister-in-law. He said,

"Hello, Dani"

***

Riley had back to back appearances scheduled before apple picking season. As a suitor for Liam's hand in marriage, she had hated the Cordonian obsession with apples. But as the Queen of her people, she had come to realise that the apples were a symbol of the Cordonian spirit. The Cordonian Ruby was one of their most valued exports and she knew its importance to the Cordonian morale and economy quite well.

"Riley, this is such a lovely dress. I didn't know you had something from Ana de Luca's summer '19 collection", Hana said.

Riley had to turn her head to look at Hana, who was sitting next to her in the car. At first glance, she saw a large apple in place of Hana's face.

'What?'

Overworked for the last few days, she had to shake her head to clearly see the winsome face of Lady Hana Lee.

"I haven't even seen Ana's summer collection this year, let alone buy something. What are you talking about?", Riley said.

Hana showed her the webpage on her phone, the picture just taken that morning... of Liam and Riley leaving the Parliament.

Her mind was so bungled with apples and all the bullet points on her schedule for the day that she had to take a minute to think. Hana pointed out,

"This was taken a few hours ago. But you've been with me since morning"

Riley asked, clearly confused,

"What?"

Hana looked concerned. She said,

"Riley, you were photographed with Liam outside the Parliament this morning. But that can't be you cause you have been with me all day. So who is this? And what happened to you? Are you okay?"

In a quick snatch, Riley had Hana's phone in her own hands. She speed-read through the article and slowly scrolled past the three pictures. Only her side profile was caught in the pictures, most of it hidden by a gigantic hat. Riley scowled, angered but not scared. She handed the phone back to Hana.

"That's my twin sister", Riley said, "And she and Liam have a lot to answer for when I get to them"

***

Come evening, Riley nearly stormed into the palace, followed by her assistant who frantically tried to keep in pace with her. She had confirmed with Liam's assistant that he was at home after the day's work. Dani she hadn't bothered calling because her head already felt like it would burst. If she had to argue with her reckless, impulsive sister for one...

"That's one big butt to carry on your neck, butthead"

Riley turned around at the call that had come from behind her. Dani stood laughing in the distance, in casual attire that made her stand out even more amidst the palace interior. She met Riley halfway, hugging her tight.

"Oh Riiless, it's been sooo long!"

Dani hugged her tight, shaking her a bit. Riley would have offered an even tighter hug which her family, the Spencers, were known for. But she remembered what had put her in a bad mood for the entirety of her day.

"The photos this morning", she said, without any emotion.

Dani drew back, still grinning,

"Your press secretary didn't tell you? I was on my way to surprise you here at the palace. She... what's her name... like that cookie Mom likes?"

"Madeleine?"

"Yeah, that one. So she saw me and she was like, "Ah the twin sister". I tried to be polite and all but she didn't seem to have time for that. She asked me if I'd be okay to stand in as you for a few pictures for the paparazzi. I thought what the hell, and did it"

Riley folded her arms and asked, raising her eyebrows,

"Oh really? You just conveniently happened to run into Countess Madeleine and she asked you, even though I was just a phone call away, to take pictures with Liam? And for whom, the paparazzi? Dani, I know this is some stupid prank of yours but you've really lost your touch. That is so absurd I can't even..."

"I'm not kidding, seriously", Dani explained, with an earnest expression, "I told her that someone might notice the slight differences in our features. You know, twins being mirror images and all. She said that your face was plain enough to not warrant such close scrutiny. Yikes"

Riley bit her lip. She said,

"Fine. That does sound like something Madeleine would say but it doesn't make any sense why she would want me and Liam to be photographed together by some paparazzo"

Dani explained,

"Right? I asked her the same thing. She said it was because rumours have been going about your marriage losing its spark cause you two are barely seen together in public anymore"

Ouch.

It took Riley a moment to counter that. She tried,

"But... it's not... it's just because we've both been busy with our individual duties. There's nothing wrong with our marriage. We love each other"

"I'm sure you do, Riles. Don't listen to what the haters say. They have nothing better to do", Dani assured her.

Riley couldn't stop thinking about it though. Had it really been so long since she and Liam had been seen together in public? She couldn't recall the last time they had had a private moment together let alone one in front of other people. She had thrown herself into the role of the best Queen she could be and yet...

"You okay?", Dani said, "If I had known it would bother you so much, I wouldn't have done it. That Madeleine said she would let you know and you'd be okay with it"

What hurt her - more than the speculation about her marriage - was the fact that Liam had gone along with this scheme. He had let himself be photographed with Dani as a substitute to his lawfully wedded wife.

Riley had to ask,

"What did Liam say? He must have felt pretty uncomfortable pretending you were me"

"I don't think he noticed it was me and not you. We didn't say anything to each other. We just walked side by side, not even holding hands. And that was it", Dani shrugged.

'No way. Not in a m...'

Riley shook her head, giving a little laugh of disbelief.

"Now that's taking it too far. Liam would have immediately known it was not me. Or Madeleine must have told him it was you. Yeah. That's why he..."

Really? She thought to herself. Did Liam really not care or notice that the woman next to him wasn't his wife?

It hurt. But Riley endured. She put on a smiling face for her sister and saw her to the guest chambers.

***

Riley dropped the impassive act when she walked into her own bedroom that she shared with Liam. He was sitting on the settee, reading a book. Like a child in want of attention, Riley walked over and stood right in front of him. Liam looked up at her from his book then, asking,

"When did you get in, my love?"

Oh the nerve.

She folded her arms across her chest, trying her best not to let her cheeks swell in anger like they always did. And which was enough to make Liam not take her seriously as he kept trying to "puncture" her cheeks instead.

"Did you seriously pose with Dani this morning and not know it wasn't me?", she asked.

Liam closed the book, his perfect eyebrows furrowing just a bit. He asked sweetly,

"Dani? Your sister?"

"You posed for paparazzi bait shots with her this morning. Did you really not know it wasn't me?"

Liam stood up and peered down into her face. He said sincerely,

"Riley, I really didn't think for a moment that it wasn't you. And Dani... when did she arrive? And why was she the one posing with me?"

Riley recapped for him what Dani had told her. He sighed, scratching the side of his brow.

"That's too much, even for Madeleine. I'll talk to her"

"I'm not jealous or something that you posed for a picture with my sister. It's not that", Riley said in small voice.

"What is it then?"

She could feel her stupid cheeks inflate as she spoke.

"It's just that... you couldn't even tell that it wasn't me. I know Dani and I are identical twins but I thought...", she mumbled, "I thought you would always be able to tell"

"Oh"

That's it? Oh? That was what he had to say in his defence?

Liam said, a bit sheepish,

"Well, to be honest with you, we didn't talk during the photos. She was wearing a very... interesting hat that hid nearly half her face from me. I supposed that you were busy and didn't want to talk, that's all. I didn't want to annoy you"

This wasn't something she had expected to hear from her Liam. Riley gripped his arms with her hands, saying,

"You don't think I'd ever be so mean and want to avoid you? Not you, Liam. You're the only reason I'm even here. You know that, right?"

He took her in his arms. But cautiously, she noted.

"I know. I'm sorry", he said, "It's... you have been so busy lately. I know how hard you try to give your best to everything you are called upon to do as the Queen of Cordonia. I just didn't want to annoy you when you have been working yourself to the bone lately"

That sure did it. Riley could feel the tears murking her vision. She had been so occupied with being a good queen lately that she had forgotten who she was doing it all for. The man who was holding her in his arms like she were made of fire and would burn him any instant.

She didn't want to know the answer to it but she asked anyway.

"Liam?"

"Yes, dear?"

"You're not scared of me, are you?"

He stroked her hair away from her forehead, smiling.

"Of course not, my love. I'm in awe of your strength and your courage every day. But you have never given me any reason to fear you"

Throwing herself into his embrace, Riley muffled her face against Liam's shirt. He seemed to panic.

"Hey. You okay? What's wrong?"

Riley mumbled,

"I pulled a Riley"

She could feel the laugh reverberating through Liam's chest. He kissed the top of her head, saying,

"There, there"

"I'm so sorry", she said, sniffing.

"Don't be. I appreciate how much effort you put into being a good ruler. You have no idea how grateful I am for that", Liam held her face so she was looking up at him, "But nothing's worth the anguish and damage to your health. You are the most important person in the world to me. And if anything were to happen to..."

Riley sniffed petulantly, interrupting him,

"Why am I like this?"

Liam kept reassuring her, kissing her tears away.

"There's nothing wrong with you, my love. I just wanted to remind you to take it easy"

She wiped another tear falling down her cheek. The exhaustion of the past few weeks was catching up with her. More than that, she was chiding herself for reverting back to her old workaholic ways. She didn't need all the stress when they were trying for a baby.

Liam looked at her like a sad, guilty puppy, which just added to her confusion. He suddenly pulled her closer.

"Oh my darling, I'm sorry. Don't cry. I'm so sorry", he said.

"Why?", she wondered.

"If I had known it would make you feel so bad, I never would have agreed to Dani's plan"

Hold up.

Riley looked up sharply through tearful eyes that were now blazing with a slow fury. She repeated,

"Dani's plan?"

Liam confessed,

"Yes. I asked her if she knew how I could stop you from overworking yourself to a burnout, and she said that she would fly to Cordonia and help. She didn't tell me much. She just said that I shouldn't speak a word to you or her today if we met in public, and that she would handle the rest. I knew it was not you with me this morning outside the Parliament, but since she had forbidden me from speaking to either of you, I didn't say anything"

Liam was startled when a woman's voice in an American accent called him "Tattle tits!". Both he and Riley turned to see Dani standing in the door to their bedroom, with her hands on her hips.

"For the record", Dani said to her sister, carefully taking a step backwards, "Lady Hana and Madeleine were in on this too. So you can't just punish me for the whole thing"

Riley gave her husband a sweet smile that spelled murder. She said,

"I'm going to deal with you tonight, right after I kill my sister"

She could tell from Liam's eyes that he was up for whatever sexual punishment she had hinted at. He said softly, so only she could hear,

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me"

She shook her head at him in horror, saying,

"Oh my god. You only spent like half a day with her... Jesus Christ. Dani!"

Liam couldn't help but grin as he stood there watching. Dani dashed out of their rooms with a laugh, followed by the Queen of Cordonia and her shoe.

"Oww!", he heard Dani yelp from somewhere outside, "That hurt, you jerk!"

The loud bickering he - and the guards - could hear outside reminded him of similar occasions from his own childhood.

Not wanting to get in Riley's way when she was in an avenging mood, Liam took his phone and dialled a number.

"Leo?", he smiled on hearing the voice, "Hello to your filthy self, brother"

He sat down to catch up with his own sibling while Riley punished her imp of a twin outside.

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*That line's from a Key & Peele sketch. God I miss that show.

[seththemusehub]

not sure that I've posted much about it on here, but. I have an eating disorder. it's kind of an overlapping mess of a bunch of contradictory brain garbage.

I have problems getting myself to eat normally. most days I only eat dinner, because somebody else is making it and I am Expected To. I feel guilty about doing so, because That Is Food They Could Be Having Instead Of Me, but not going out to the dining room is worse because then I Am Being Ungrateful. I hate going to try and cook something because it always feels like I am In The Way and Being A Bother. If I clean up after myself and leave no evidence I was out there, I am Being Sneaky And Insincere, and if I leave anything where it's visible, I am Being A Burden By Leaving Work For Other People.

when I go shopping for food, I end up sneaking a significant amount of it to my room to eat, because I lived in an environment where if I didn't do so, I wouldn't GET any. which leads to the wonderful conflict of 'if I try not to eat all of this in one sitting it will vanish before I can get to it later, but on the other hand eating six containers of fresh mozzarella, a tub of frosting meant for a boxed cake I picked up, three 17 oz bottles of dr. pepper, and a whole bag of chips with dip in one sitting does not feel good and I feel a constant blanket of shame when I am doing so.' I hoard nonperishable stuff in my room. I have four boxes of cereal I haven't eaten out of in months but can't really seem to get myself to toss them.

I have texture problems, so some stuff I just straight up can't eat. things like rice, spam, yogurt with whole fruit bits in it, stuff that's slimy, gelatin stuff like jell-o and sometimes even stuff like no-bake cheesecakes that rely on gelatin to set up, I can and will end up sick over it. if I overeat something one too many times, it gets added to that list, like skittles. I ate an entire pound bag of skittles in one sitting once, made myself sick, and haven't been able to even look at them without feeling nauseous since. sadly, they took starburst with them. I had a specific brand of canned ravioli I liked that I got sick after eating once, and I can't eat them anymore. they're still good! they taste good! but my brain goes 'SHIT, FUCK, THAT THING MADE ME THROW UP ONCE, NOPE, ABORT MISSION, THAT'S NOT GOING IN THERE.' I've had friends trick me into eating something I've told them I will get sick if I do, because of my brain, and immediately after they had their laugh and told me what they did, I went and got sick. exactly like I told them I would. it's not fun!

I kinda hate going out to eat sometimes too because I WANT to try new stuff, but half of the time when I do it sets off one of my Food Things and I can't finish it, and get complained at for wasting money. or someone makes a comment about it that rubs JUST the wrong way and makes my brain go 'okay that's enough everything for today, time to shut the fuck up and isolate and probably not eat again for a while just to be sure.'

this initially started out as a 'please don't jump to conclusions when people say stuff about not being able to eat a thing and it's not an allergy' post, then halfway through writing it I remembered my mom telling me that a mini fridge in my room to keep stuff my brain was worried about having taken when I'm not paying attention (a big fucking problem which causes a lot of binge eating) was just me being lazy and not wanting to walk to the kitchen to get stuff and other stuff I've had happen where food is concerned.

also, let's be honest...I'm trying really hard to work on my eating disorder bullshit and part of what I have been told by the therapist helping me work through it is that being open about it helps. asking for support helps, if there's something people can do or say. and I figure that putting this somewhere visible means maybe someone else going through this can run across it and know they aren't alone. which, really, is something that helped when it happened to me, so maybe it'll make them feel a little bit better too?

[thelozzaview]

Ok time 2 get serious

On my website I am copying and pasting from there to here to tell you what's been happening with me for the few weeks I haven't been active:Sorry it’s been a while since I last posted anything but let’s just say its been quite an ordeal for us Marchbank’s. Some friends and family know about it and the year we have had hasn’t been easy for any of us. I have been effected by it like we all have since anyone that we know that has heard about it. I have a hole in my heart from losing my grandpa a while ago now but still recent and raw for all of us. I have been crying on and off now but since it happened everyday including the lead up to Saturday because it happened on Saturday sometime in January I have been messed up ever since even as messed to go to a psychologist it is helping but I have yet to heal i might have more to struggle with in life that’s coming for me I have my dance work starting up again soon. I might get more effected then by it but also have to keep dancing without having a grandpa to turn to tell him I am still dancing it will be the hardest time but somehow I want to convey the pain and hurt I’m feeling into the work I am working on also someone else wants to work with me and we are building something together something to do with TRUST which I am really looking forward to. I also have had my birthday and now I am 27 years old now and that's another sad moment in time because I didn't get a hug and a present from him and he won't be around to do so in the years to come in life we had to bury his ashes net to his wife my grandma Gwendolyn "Benny" Frearson now they can soar together today another week starts Monday. Today I have done my morning routine that should include a workout which I did at home because let's just say my chocolate/ screaming for any food at all stage of being a girl "oh the joy" housework and hanging out with my family and looking after mum lazing around the house and cooking tuna patties with mum then went home to lash out on food I was screaming for because I hadn't had any food since lunch had a nap then had a lot more food including dinner had Indian didn't really like the chickpeas at all so all i had was chicken and nutrigrain bar watching ANT Farm oh yeah I have a new obsession "new artist" but this one is actress/singer China Anne McClain she has acted in a number of movies Tv Shows:

ANT Farm which I am still re watching,

Descendants: Wicked World

JONAS

Tyler Perry House of Payne,

Sing Your Face Off

Paynes

Veggie tales

K-Love Superstars

Black Lightning which I am currently still re-watchingI have been listening on repeat and watching on repeat every Disney Tv show on Disney + and soundtrack she is featured in. I have been learning and mastering Young Guns for singing lesson including the rap from The Messenger but I'm convinced its Gabriel McClain her brother rapping in the song. Another highlight popped in my mail just now that me and Talitha someone I met while working together in our first Dance Film Workshop we clicked right away and knew that we are the friends that we are now our own family she invited me to a open rehearsal at the beach a while ago Annette came with me and now wanting to work together it's meant to be so I really hope we get it i would be like jumping up and down inside out when we both find out. The time now is 5:39 and just having my dried out grapes for afternoon tea now and when it's 6pm dinner time until 6:50 I'm going to have the rest of my dried out fruit, spinach and an apple not a solid meal but it might knock my weight down let's see mum told me in her serious tone about how worried she is about my weight and how I was at risk of diabetes a long time ago with my hyperthyroid problem and will have to inject myself into oblivion in the present day to manage everything along with the life stresses along with my loss of my grandfather is weighing down on me mentally, emotionally and physically which has my weight gone flying up again I'm not this person. I'm the kind of person who would have a say and say NO and be good like how I used to be fit and vigour and ready for anything not the girl who is down and depressed with the loss of her grandfather I guess I will just have to sit with it until I get there in the end and be that person again and I will forget that girl ever existed throw her to the sharks but for now just enjoying and basking in the limelight of life waiting for a job to come along because Mum and I are applying and finding more work for me to keep me busier in the days of the weeks so my life is more balanced to not rely on people to hangout with me everyday which I am still doing now until then. So I had my dinner apple and microwaved spinach then went to dance Alice picked me up I had fun she then took me home after car partying to Descendants 2 soundtrack CD I got for my birthday came home and drank water until 9:45 now watching ANT Farm thinking of going to bed now thoughI might as well do that now because I am yawning next week I will update next Monday for my readers. Yesterday I had a day to myself i have been through my period so to start off the day was shower, morning workout, grocery shop afternoon sleep to guided nap meditation on Spotify then after singing lesson at mine because Z has lost her voice from pushing too hard at her gig on Tuesday night and has 2 gigs this weekend.

So the next best thing for me to do which was chat to her for like a 2 message chat with her around 5:40pm which was fun watched Maleficent but thought I was watching the second one which I haven't watched in a while since I came back from a holiday with the family which I will do on Thursday night and I had my singing practice and loz parties which are always fun had cheese n mac for dinner dare iced mocha, bread as my ANT Farm viewings and chips/ smoothie for my movie watching snacks which was enjoyable when it was time I went to bed and woke up to Thursday which is today.

started today with shower, smoothie to kickstart my tastebuds and breakfast then by 9am had Zumba which was fun then Annette came to pick me up to have some fun with me which we did we drove home together got changed and caught the bus to Chamberlain coffee shop because I might be working there if i get the job that is mum is finding work for me now I have been home quite a bit we finally got onto Bernie and I am working with her during the month of April which is exciting so need the rest before working long hours plus

Talitha who I met when Bernie and I joined Dance Film Workshop were hoping to work together around that time also and we are working with the idea of Trust and we have some footage to work off together which we are excited to get going so things are turning the right direction for me in that front did some last minute shopping and now home to recover had my afternoon nap that wasn't long at all because mum and I have some errands to do together and an afternoon tea together with Susan who is going back home so mum will find out the details for that until I can re-cooperate until then

So i went to Susan's and had a bit of cake and some water and talk and hangout with Anna and watched the football and mum had to go out tonight so we left at 5pm and now the time is 6:18 just showered washed my hair and everything else what stays in the shower stays in the shower now about to unwind and have a lozza party once again

Gem and I finally agreed on going to Dawesville tomorrow night and coming back on Saturday so I can still have my parties so its a win win situation for both of us were both really looking forward to hanging out with each other again she told me herself my phone is playing with me it keeps turning on and off again and it wont let me go on it in bed like I usually do i know that will keep dad happy because I'm not really supposed to have screen time then

I want to go to Alvin to get it fixed with Phoebe so i can keep using my phone because I don't just use it for entertainment I also need it for its own functions to call my family ever night and morning to help me to start and end day I am charging my phone to hope for it to work again ore night so far not success but I will keep my eye out through the night and morning until i call my parents again but enjoying my Disney + party. I will go to bed soon though

[robynmarkius]

I wanted to reblog my Website News because I have a lot of Source Tags on this Tumblr for my (dot)Com domain that I lost.

I am still very upset over this and every time I accidentally click when I'm trying to change a link somewhere I still have access to, the sight of my 20 year old Domain up for sale for like $3k makes me cry and get so mad at the same time. I'm so torn because while I lost 20 years of Search Engine cred, all my links in from anywhere over the years, any sudden wonder if anyone will look for me if they see this nonsense... I also realize there was a whole lot of downsides and stress attached to that domain too.

Webmistress is now a defunct email address... That means I had to change some things, but... on the positive side, no more 29k emails a day, (I wish I was kidding,) 80% of which were spam in like 5 different languages. 18% were just harrassment that was progressively getting worse, and there was nothing I could do to stop it or report it. I was the top level of the mails; my husband could only help so much. The remaining 2% were actual emails, but I am certain I have deleted a lot of them in the process of burning the other 20-some thousand digital junk pieces.

I never really made any money off my site. The few donations I got were usually people I knew, save one or two very kind strangers who covered the cost of a renewal one year and a month of hosting another time. I never had any idea what I could do to make any money to cover costs and I have never been confident enough in my artwork (or the time I take to do one piece,) to take commissions.

Most of my site hits were just bots and spam, and I couldn't keep a Guestbook active longer than a day before it had to be taken down or offline because it was flooded with links and spam. It was a horrible mess and super stressful to try and keep after... and I honestly just couldn't. My character; Sailor Shadow/Robyn Markius; is very important to me. I love all my creations, even the villains, and I always refused to take the risk of letting someone help with the site for fear of them stealing everything and then I could do nothing about it; because I let them in.

I keep telling myself that the losses are devastating, sure, but my mental health may be better in time for those. I haven't lost my website itself, just a domain name. I can rebuild with what I have if I actually just sit down and do it come the New Year.

Yes, the domain name meant a great deal. There's a reason it hurts so much to look at that damned reseller page. The weight behind that domain wasn't all good, though, and some of the memories attached to it had sort of become... burdensome. It's like the front door caught fire and can't be replaced due to structure damage. I was holding onto a picture of how the front door looked in hopes it'd keep the few actual people who looked. I forgot there's a side and back door I can use until that's what I (now) have to do. So, tell ya what... let's wall off the front door and just make our side door ([dot]Net) as welcoming as we can. I'm setting a goal for myself to have Lunar Eclipse redesigned and up by no later than Mid-January, (allowing me time for IRL things that need done too,) even if it's not 100% how I imagine it should be. It just needs to function, and serve the purpose the site is for: My Fanfiction and Artwork Repository. Anything else is just gravy.

Sorry for the very long post, but if nothing else, I think I needed to put thoughts into words and throw it somewhere where it can be seen by at least one other person. Thank you for reading the whole way through my rambling. If you did, have some Christmas Cake. ♡ 🍰🎂🍓

Ichigo / My 'Aphrodite Stand-In' says Merry New Year, and be safe out there!

2019 was kind of a bad year.

It culminated in my loss of my domain name (SsilorShadow[dot]Com) to a Domain Reseller with nothing I can do to regain a domain that I owned for 20 years. I thought I had renewed it, but I didn't, and so, it got snatched as soon as the Grace Period expired without my notice.

I do still own SailorShadow.Net and .Org, and I purchased .us to make myself feel better at the loss. I made .Net my Primary Domain now, so please use that to access the site again.

I'm trying to look at the positives, though...

•My e-mail turned into a Spam Dump and there wasn't anything I could do to stop it.

•I haven't been able to send mail for almost 10 years, and now it doesn't matter.

•Maybe losing .Com might kick my ass to get the update done... though, that kept getting put off because I'd think myself into a corner with trying to overdo the fancy CSS. I should just go with simple, instead of trying to make super fancy cool tricks work.

Maybe 2020 will be better, and less of a huge Garbage Fire. See you in 2020, everyone.