#I’m sorry it won’t be as fun as coming to spam mine apparently is

[naneun-no]

I love jikook but you should let taekookers have this..I mean, it's normal that they're happy. Jikook don't interact on social media and you can't find excuses because Jimin liked some old posts of Yoongi and Tae, so he could like Jungkook posts too but he didn't. He never mentioned Jungkook during his live, and Jungkook didn't say anything about Vibe. They don't interact in public. Jimin posted Jk in Qatar and that's all. (And don't mention birthdays because many members interacts on birthdays). Taekook spent time together 1. Tae posted a story with Jk month ago. 2. They went to play bowling and maybe to ski resort. 3. They were in a hotel making a video together (it was different from the video made by the staff. Tk directed and edited the video) 4. Tae mentioned that he talked to Jk on phone 5. Tae said he supposed to travel with Jk 6. Tae said that he asked Jk to play with him 7. Today they were together/ or they played together. All this in these last months. We see jikook moments only when there are old clips or thanks to run bts. It's okay to be sad. I'm sad too. But taekookers have the right to he happy. They basically have what jikookers had in the past. Tk are often together, and we don't know the relationship status of jikook. Maybe sometimes they meet, maybe not. But taekook are now that jikook were in the past. Sad but the reality

Lol, well dang. I kinda thought that’s what I was doing when I responded playfully instead of making it something negative.

Which I could have, cause the previous anon (maybe it was you?) came in hot to MY blog with a condescending attitude talkin about “it’s time to admit the truth” like some kind of self-important prophet. Believe me, there were a whole lot of things I could have said but I thought I would just be kind of silly and have fun with their wording slip-up (which happens to all of us, which is why I mentioned in the tags that it was all in good fun and I meant no offense. I included that particularly in case English wasn’t their first language; my aim was to have a little fun, not be discouraging).

And… who’s sad? 😅 I mean I know you said you are but I’m not. I’m an adult, and so even if I have this whole thing ass backwards wrong I’m not gonna be SAD about who two men I don’t even know are fucking. A little surprised, maybe a little bummed, yeah, but ultimately unaffected because their relationship was and still is beautiful regardless. And I certainly don’t feel even a little bummed right now, because I haven’t seen any reason to doubt their closeness.

In fact, pretty much the only thing that makes me sad on here is when people decide to anonymously stomp into someone else’s space and demand things of them with the entitlement of a 3 year old.

I’m having a grand old time in my silly little corner of the internet, minding my own business. I got a good laugh today and tried to do so without being TOO much of a jerk. I love that Tae and JK are hanging out, which you would know if you’d bothered to read anything else I’ve said. I don’t think them hanging out means what you think it means, but that’s okay.

I love BTS. I love Jikook. I love Taehyung, and Taekook, and all the various pairings and groupings and friendships within that group of 7 lovely men. I happen to believe that one pair is involved romantically, and that’s okay. That doesn’t stop anyone else from believing what they believe and enjoying their own pieces and corners of the fandom. But this is my space. Get the difference? I have never and will never elbow my way into a Taekook space and wag my tongue. Notice how I NEVER tag Taekook for that exact reason.

I have no problem “letting them have this.” They absolutely are welcome to have it. You, however, are not welcome to tell me how to respond in my space.

Whatever. Have some vminkook.

[burnedbyshoto]

Sleepover Prompt List:

oh lord, here we go! i pulled some from a bunch of different prompt lists from all over the place because it was that or me reblogging 15 of them and going THERE FIGURE IT OUT!!!!!! anyways. send me the category and the number so that way i can either make it a headcanon or a drabble. if i really really like it itll be a scenario. but yes!!!!! lets have some fun :D if you will be annoyed by my one day spam just block burnedbyshoto sleepover

Angst:

“I didn’t want it to come to this.”

“I guess we just weren’t meant to be.”

“You know this wasn’t my choice.”

“Just wait a little longer, we’re almost there.”

“I died when (she/he) did.”

“I never stopped loving you.”

“None of this was real.”

“I had nothing to do with that.”

“You have to stop this.”

“I just need to know that something’s real. ”

“You can’t expect me to believe nothing happened, not when you flinch every time something touches you. ”

“You died.”

“You never came.”

“Look me in the eyes and say that again.”

“Duty before love.”

“I need to get you warm. Listen, you’re gonna want to go to sleep, but i can’t let you do that, okay? Just stay with me, stay with me—!”

“It’s me—wait! …please, don’t hang up.”

“And you believed them?”

“It’s nothing personal.”

“I never met her.”

“If I never see you again, just know that I love you so, so much…”

“Did you ever love me?”

“My heart can’t do this.”

“Please don’t leave me, not again.”

“I am done.”

“Do whatever you want, I don’t care.”

“Well done, you were right, I hope now you’re happy.”

“You’re amazing, I love you so much... Remember me.”

“You! You did this to me.”

“You saved me so many times, let me do the same.”

“Do you even still love me?”

“Maybe it’s for the best.”

“Don’t worry I’m not coming back!”

“We are not friends!”

“Fuck, I need a drink to deal with you.”

“You can go to hell.”

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Fluff:

“You look…you look very nice. Beautiful, I mean. Damn, why can’t I speak?”

“Falling in love with you wasn’t apart of my life plan, but I don’t regret that I did.”

“I might be in love with you.” ~ “That’s great to hear since I am in love with you.”

“You missed. Your lips were supposed to touch mine, you dingbat.”

“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”

“You look really good in my sweater.”

“No, i’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”

“I really want to kiss you right now.” ~ “Then do it.”

“I love you.” ~ “Thats nice.”

“Somehow, i always seem to end up here. With you.” ~ “Soulmate shit, it’s hardcore as hell.”

“Enjoying the view, beautiful?”

“Why is your hand sweating so much?”

“So, we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk-dialed me to tell me you love me?”

“I thought you said you can’t dance?”

“You look so cute when you laugh”

“Can I at least shut the door before you decide to pounce on me the moment I come home,”

“I’ll keep you warm. Hold me closer.”

“Kiss me again, like you mean it.”

“When do you think help will come?” “Not for a while, I guess we’re stranded here alone for the time being.”

“Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together.

“Don’t move, they hit your head really hard.”

“I’ll teach you how to dance!”

“Quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous.”

“Do you know how to knock?”

“If we get caught, its your fault”

“Fuck, I need a drink to deal with you.”

“Stop threatening me with a good time!”

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Cliches:

There’s people chasing us and I pulled you into the alley with me and wow you’re close

I’m dying and I’m confessing my love for you

You confessed your feelings and we’re about to kiss but we get interrupted

We dated in high school but then you moved away but now you’re back in town

I need a date for this wedding

“Do you trust me?”

I’m going to save you from the terrible date you’re having

You took a bullet for me

“I’ve been in love with you for years.”

I called you at 2am because I need you

You caught me doing something dangerous and flipped out 

I’m scared but won’t admit it so you take my hand

“I’m in your body!”

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NSFW:

“Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.”

“Say my name,” “Louder,”

“Blindfolds heighten your senses, maybe that’s why you’re whimpering louder than usual.”

“Sorry, did that hurt?” “No, I’m just a little sore from last night.”

“The game is, either of us is only allowed to touch the other with their mouth.” 

“I want to fulfill that fantasy you’ve always wanted.”

“You can add another finger. I’m ready,”

“You’re nipples are so sensitive today,” 

“I’m not wearing any panties,”

“You want to do this right now? Even though we could get caught?”

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[screamingatanemptyroom]

I Can’t Eat Love pt 12

Hey everyone! The story continues! Thanks to everyone who sends me messages and comments! Sorry if I’m spamming your feeds, but I try to answer all the old questions before posting the next part, so I don’t get too far behind. 

I’m really having fun, and I hope you guys are too!

Master post linked here

Quick content warning for this next part. Lenora’s mother is emotionally and physically abusive. The physical part is not described or detailed. 

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I thought I had mentally prepared for my mother’s  arrival. It had been almost two years since I had last seen her face in my past life. I couldn’t help but wonder if she would be any different in this one. So many things had already changed here and there, perhaps she had as well. 

Sitting at my desk, pretending to work but unable to even read one page, I stopped to laugh at myself. At these types of pathetic hopes. I knew better than anyone that she wouldn’t change.

I heard the sounds of a carriage outside, dropping the unread book in my hand with a loud thud. My heart rate increased, pounding in my chest as I stood up, moving towards the entrance.

I could already hear her screaming.

 “HOW DARE YOU DROP MY BAG YOU STUPID COW!”  Mother stood there, her face red with rage, screaming at one the young women who worked as a maid at our home. She was a newer higher, I had only seen her a few times around the main hall, but I felt a pang of sympathy as she shied away from my mother’s anger, mumbling apologies as she clutched the bag in question.

“I’LL TEACH YOU TO DISRESPECT ME!” the terrified words and tears of the maid fell on deaf ears, as my mother raised her hand, preparing to strike the girl. Even in her anger, a slight grin tugged on the corner of her mouth. She thrived off of moments like this, making others afraid.  

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“What happened?!” As she got in the carriage after the disastrous party, mother glared at my father and me, confused.

 “Prince Ronan… he… he broke of the engagement.” I could barely force the words out through my tears. My father sat at my side, trying to hand me a handkerchief to dry my eyes, looking overwhelmed.

“…” The carriage was deathly silent.  My mother looked at me with a tired, disdainful gaze.

“So you’ve finally done it?” Her gaze was sharp, feeling as though it was flaying me open. “I’ve told you over and over to ensure he fell in love with you, and in the end you couldn’t even keep him interested enough to tie the knot?!”

“Dear, maybe this isn’t the time or place…?” My father interrupted with a sympathetic glance towards me, but was ignored.

 “Did he leave you for another woman?” Her question was cold, sucking all the warmth out of the carriage. I shivered, trying to hold back further tears and nodded silently.

“THEN WHY DID I WASTE ALL MY TIME ON SUCH A WORTHLESS GIRL?!!” Her hand raised up in the air. I closed my eyes as it came down towards me, wishing I was someone else.

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 The lawn was silent. Mother’s hand was stopped, paused mid-swing as I reached out and grabbed it. The contact stung my palm, but I smiled gently, refusing to show any pain in front of her.  Behind me, the maid still crouched, staring up at us both with wide eyes, only releasing the bag she still held as a grim-faced Hallers reached out and took it from her.

“Welcome back, Mother. Why don’t we have some tea inside?” 

My first words to my mother since I woke up in my second life. It felt oddly surreal. Our eyes met, and despite my complex feelings she didn’t appear to realize anything was amiss. Shrugging, she dropped her hand and stepped away from the maid, a bored expression back in place.

 “No, no tea just yet.” She was looking at the family home with disgust. “I must have a bath first, I’m positively filthy from the road dust.” Without a further glance at anyone, she strolled inside, heading upstairs. Shooting a quick glance to me to confirm I had no disagreement, Hallers went into action, giving out instructions to the servants to arrange the bath and unpacking.  

With a small sigh of relief, I turned to return inside, only to pause as I felt a small tug on my sleeve.

Surprised, I looked back to see the maid I had rescued from being struck.

“Thank you, Miss!” Her eyes were filled with gratitude, making me unsure as to how to answer. I wasn’t someone who should be thanked. I was the one who brought that woman back in the first place.

I forced a smile, “Don’t worry about it. She thinks everyone is useless…” I paused, briefly looking back at the home which now contained my mother. “Especially me.”

“That’s impossible!” She stuttered slightly on her reply, obviously nervous at the conversation, “No one could think YOU are useless, after everything you’ve done! Everyone looks up to you, Miss!”

“I wouldn’t say that…” I met Hallers gaze, expecting him to chastise the girl for not returning to work but found him nodding in agreement instead. I wondered briefly if complimenting me was the way to get on his good side, and then brushed the idea aside as ridiculous. Hallers was an eternal professional. He would never give leeway in the rules for such a silly reason!

Focusing back on the young maid, I asked. “What’s your name?”

“Lia, Miss.” She curtseyed as she spoke, a well-practiced gesture. Despite her youth and inexperience, she had obviously been working hard. I made a mental note to commend her to Hallers later, along with a warning to keep her away from my mother.

It was the least I could do.

“Well Lia, I’m happy you’re fine.” I turned away and walked back inside, thinking of the confrontation that was awaiting me shortly. 

“One of us should be.”

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My mother took her time with the bath, only coming down after several hours had passed. I had given up waiting and was going through some of the weekly expense reports in the office, feeling tense. Every nerve was on edge. If anything, it seemed  as though Mother’s long absence from the family had worsened her self-indulgent and abusive personality. My hopes of being able to reason with her were disappearing fast. 

This was not going to go well.

A quiet knock on the door sounded, and Hallers, his face once again expressionless, let my mother in. I stood up to greet her, smiling despite my sudden nervousness, and looked over at the butler, feeling a pain in my chest at the concern in his eyes.

“We’ll need a few minutes alone. I’ll ring for tea once we’re done.”

He looked back at my mother for a moment, worry slipping through his otherwise perfect mask. “Are you sure?” He whispered. It must have cost him a lot to ask this, and  for the briefest of moments I wished more than anything I could say yes. That I could hide behind him and beg him to stay. To protect me from what I had to do next.

 But that wouldn’t help me in the end. I had to change my fate, and to do that… I needed my mother on board.

“I’m sure.” And I was. Despite how much I wanted to avoid this, I knew with absolute certainty that I didn’t want him to witness what I was about to do. “I… have to do this. “ 

His face resumed its mask, but his eyes stayed on mine.  “Good luck, Miss.”

The door closed behind him, and I was alone with my mother.

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She was beautiful, it was impossible to deny it. Coppery hair, held up in an intricate design, large dark eyes framed by full lashes, her features were delicate, hardly touched by time. She moved with a grace of a much younger woman, each motion stunning to watch.

She sat down in one of the chairs, looking me over with a critical eye. “How are things going with the Prince?” The first question she always asked when she saw me.

How many times had I dreamed of giving her a positive answer, of finally making her proud of me?

But it was never meant to be, in this life or the last.

“We barely see each other.”  

In response, She glared at me, annoyed by my answer. “PERHAPS if you put more attention to your appearance?” She glanced at my dress again. “No man would want to court a plain girl who dresses like a servant!”

I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at that. I did wear simpler designs at home, no longer comfortable in the complex lace ridden monstrosities that Angela constantly wanted me to wear, but it was still well made, elegant clothing. This design was one of our best sellers at Prosperity, in fact. 

“No, this just won’t do.” She shook her head, smiling condescendingly at me. “I’ve heard of this new shop, “Prosperity.” Apparently it’s all the rage among the nobility. I’ll take you there before your birthday and we’ll try to make you look presentable.”

I kept my face straight, sitting down behind my desk. “That’s alright, I own quite a few dresses from there already.”

How I managed to say that without laughing, I was unsure. Fortunately, Mother didn’t notice, it was unclear if she had even heard my response at all. She was already making her own plans.

“Of course, I’ll go shopping tomorrow, I need an entirely new wardrobe. I’ve had this for an entire season, and I hate to have them think I’m out of fashion. Then once we’re done at the dress shop we’ll move on to accessories…” She continued speaking, but I had already stopped listening, internally wincing as I mentally added up the amount of money she was already planning on spending within her first day of arriving.

I couldn’t let this happen.

“Mother,” I interrupted her, ignoring her annoyed stare, “As far as shopping goes, we’ll have to be careful. We still have debt to pay, and we can’t afford…”

“Of course we can afford it!” She waved a hand, dismissing my concerns. “Your father is a lord! We run the duchy!”

I shook my head. “The money from the duchy is all going back into the land for now, to help it get back on its feet. Right now we are solely getting money from my business…”

“WHAT?” She jumped to her feet, her face pale. “Are you working for money, you stupid girl? Who do you think you are, a merchant’s daughter?!” She laughed, an angry, bitter sound. “If anyone caught wind of this, if the palace heard of this… you’d be finished socially.”

“We’d be finished anyways, given the amount of debt we had.”

“None of that will matter when you are Queen!” Her voice was raising, her face turning red. “No one will dare collect from us then!”

“We can’t count on that.” My voice turned pleading. “Please be reasonable, we must live within our means…”

“WE COULD COUNT ON IT IF YOU WERE DOING YOUR JOB PROPERLY!” Leaning over my desk, her face was close to my own, I could see my face reflected in her furious gaze. “If you were prettier, smarter… better… He would love you and never look away. Don’t you DARE ruin my life because you are too boring to keep your own fiancé from straying!”

Mother sat down, catching her breath as she finished her tirade. I watched her with a tired gaze, wishing I was anywhere else. That I was anyone else.

My hand trembled as it inched towards the drawer in my desk.

“Please, Mother. For once in your life consider your family before yourself. I’m only asking for a little restraint, nothing life-changing. Can’t we just…” My voice broke. “Be a family? Work together?”

She laughed, her eyes mocking me as she answered with a smile. “You do not tell me what to do. You should never have had any involvement with the Duchy’s finances or a business in the first place. We’ll put a stop to it immediately. Your father will take over, as is proper, and you will focus all your attention on catching and keeping the prince’s attention. As for me?” She chuckled. “I am going shopping tomorrow.”

I felt a chill, as my heart froze within my chest. My gaze turned cold and my hand no longer trembled as I unlocked the drawer, slowly removing the folder from underneath the false bottom. 

The file I had Rig prepare as his second assignment. The one I hoped would never have to be used.

Thud.

I tossed the papers on the desk in front of her. I was smiling, but the expression didn’t meet my eyes, which grew colder as she reached for the papers, confused 

“What is this?”

“See for yourself.” Every word lacked emotion. I couldn’t allow myself any chance to feel pity for her, to feel regret over what had to be done.

She opened the file, reading each page, the blood quickly draining from her face. Tossing the papers to the floor, she glared at me, spitting with rage. 

“LIES!” 

I sighed. “No, Mother. That’s the truth.” I pointed at the folder. “You are having an affair with the Earl of Beral. You have been visiting him at his private house regularly during the time you pretended you were staying with family. The affair has been going on for two years now, although he is by no means the first.” I explained the contents of the papers with a dispassionate tone, as if describing the weather. “Every detail of your affairs is written down in that file. Every. Sordid. Detail. ” 

Her eyes widened. “No matter what some piece of paper says, that doesn’t make it true.”

“But it is true, Mother.”

And it was.

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“Mother!” I slammed the door to the small room we were renting, furious. “Did you steal from the dress shop I work for?!”

She sat at the table, her usually well-styled hair disheveled. I noticed she was wearing a beautiful new gown, now stained with dirt. In one hand clutched a piece of paper, the other covered her eyes as she sobbed. 

“That bastard!” She pounded the table with the fist holding the paper, crumpling it further. “THAT DIRTY, LYING BASTARD!”

I was confused, but still pushed forward, determined to hear the answer. “Mother… did you steal from the shop I work for? They fired me today, thinking that we were working together! That was the only source of income we had! What are we going to do?!”

She dropped the hand covering her eyes, glaring at me. “None of that matters, you stupid girl! I needed the money so I took it!” She sniffed disdainfully. “I’m the wife of their Duke, they owe it to me!”

I winced. We hadn’t seen father in weeks. Severely depressed after we had lost our home, he had taken to gambling in gentleman’s halls. I hid what money I could, but he somehow always found some to take with him, only to come back with nothing, smelling of alcohol and regret. I had heard rumors that he owed the wrong kind of people money now, and with him not returning day after day, I assumed the worst.

“We’re not owed anything now, Mother.” I sat down at the table as well, feeling defeated. “What’s wrong?”

“I took the time to get dressed up, and go see him! He should be GRATEFUL! How dare he turn me away, as if he’s somehow BETTER than me!” She was barely coherent in her rants, throwing the piece of paper on the table.

I looked at the letter, and felt pain at the words. “You were having an affair with the Earl of Beral?”

 “Six years we’ve known each other! But now that he has a young whore for a wife he suddenly doesn’t need me anymore!” She pounded the table again with her fist. “I thought he simply wasn’t getting my letters, that’s why he hasn’t come to get me… but this…”

I wanted to cry, but held back my tears, trying to reach out to comfort her. “Mother…”

She slapped my hand away. “STAY away from me!” She spat, standing up and pointing at me. “This is all YOUR fault! All you had to do was marry the Queen’s brat and we would have been happy!”

“Mo...”

“You killed your father, you know?” She grinned viciously “He died in a ditch, alone, without a single crown to his name and it’s all YOUR fault!”

“…” I couldn’t speak, it hurt too much to breathe.

“Well I’m not staying here a moment longer.” Mother walked to the door, pausing and looking back at me. “I’m going to find the earl, and I’m going to remind him of who I am. And all the dirt I have on him.” She laughed. “Goodbye.”

The door slammed behind her, leaving me alone, staring at the door.

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“Even if  you have this… paper.” Mother pointed at the file on the floor. “It doesn’t prove anything.”

I shrugged. “I don’t have to prove anything, Mother. All I have to do is release this information to the nobility.” 

Her mouth gaped open for a few stunned moments. “You wouldn’t!”

“I would. You would be cast out from all proper society. A social pariah.”

“But… You would ruin your own reputation at the same time!”

“It may be slightly detrimental, yes.” I spread my hands helplessly. “But after father divorces you and we’re separated legally, many will remember how little you and I see each other. They think of the Queen as raising me more than you already. In the end, I’ll survive the scandal.” I stood, keeping her gaze. “But you won’t.”

In the silence that followed I gathered the papers on the floor, stacking them neatly on the desk and sitting back down.

 “You will be given a monthly allowance. Use the money how you will. Be here for birthdays and anniversaries, otherwise I don’t care where you are or how you spend your life. I think both Father and I would be happier if you spent as little time as possible here.”

I handed her some money, which she held limply in her hand. She stared up with me, her eyes filled with a hopeless rage.

 “I will make you pay for this, you ungrateful brat! You’ll regret crossing me!”

Tapping the folder in front of me, I smiled. “Try me.”

“You’re a monster!” She whispered the words, staring down at the papers that held her dark secrets.

“Naturally.” I stood up leaning closer, whispering the last words in her ear. “One gave birth to me.”

She left silently, and I sat back in my chair in silence.

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It was done.

I should feel relieved, or angry or sad… but instead, I felt empty.

I had wished for a different ending in this life.

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I stood on the street, staring at the woman’s body on the street. Rig put a hand on my arm, worried. “I didn’t want you to see this, but Hale said she looked like you…”

“It’s my mother.” I whispered, taking in the all too familiar features, now still and silent. “How…?”

“Made to look like a robbery, but there’s some whispers that an Earl might have paid someone to keep her quiet.” He studied my face for a few moments. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“No.” I turned away, shaking my head slowly. “You can’t help the dead.”

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She was still alive in this life, and even if she never loved me… I still hoped she had a different end in this one.

I stared down at the folder on my desk, replacing it in its hidden compartment. It felt unnaturally heavy in my hands.

This was what I was now.

“A monster.” I whispered, feeling the room starting the fade around me. I was having trouble catching my breath. I reaching out a hand for the bell to call Hallers, but it seemed to move further away.

“Miss?” I heard the door open, but the sound was wrong, as if I were underwater. “I saw her Ladyship exit, are you…”

“A monster.” As I fell through the darkness I felt someone grab me.

“LENORA!”

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Unsure of how much time had passed, I started to fight my way to consciousness, but paused as I heard familiar voices.

“Thank you for checking on her. The doctor says she’ll be fine, she just needs rest.”

Hallers? Who is he talking to?  I wanted to sit up but  every muscle in my body felt weak as if I had run for miles without rest.

“She works too hard!” A woman spoke out, upset. Maline? “She needs to learn to take it easy, she’s not even sixteen yet and everyone depends on her.”

“She’s tough.” Another voice answered, the accent reminded me of Rig. “She’ll take on the world and win.”

 “I know she’s tough, but I worry!”

“I worry too.”

The voice that sounded like Hallers sighed. “All we can do is support her. But if anyone hurts her…”

Rig’s voice laughed. “Oh they won’t live to regret it, will they?”

I wanted to speak out, ask them who they were talking to, but even as I prepared to open my eyes, a wave of exhaustion hit me, and I returned to the peace of unconsciousness.

[cutepresea]

9-14 Valkyries’ Summer: The Great Escape

Sorry again for the spam.

If you want to blacklist these, you can use either the tag #valkyries summer for  just this event, or #xdu event scripts or #xdu scripts

Reminder that these are copied straight  from XD Unlimited itself, so any grammatical weirdness, mistranslations,  and/or mischaracterizations are not my doing.

Chris Yukine: "This one's huge... Looks like this is going to be some fun."

Tsubasa Kazanari: "This will most likely be the final battle, I'd say."

Chris Yukine: "Your path led here, too?"

Maria: "Apparently, they all did."

Hibiki Tachibana: "A giant Karma Noise... and two Whales!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "It looks almost human..."

Kirika Akatsuki: "In that case... Let's call it a Big Daddy!"

Maria: "I don't know how I feel abut that... How does "Poseidon" sound? You know, like the sea god?"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Oooh, that's even better!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "We don't have time to be standing around chatting! The Whales are already summoning Noise!"

Chris Yukine: "Okay, then! Blitzkrieg it is!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "You read my mind! Let's do this!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "I'm right behind you!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Slice, dice, and slice some more!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "Don't forget about me!"

Maria: "We're taking that last fragment back!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Even with such a huge target, it's hard to hit it with this endless wave of Noise in the way!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "They just keep coming!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "I can't... reach it!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "Agh!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "Guh!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Aaah!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Ugh! That... hurt!"

Chris Yukine: "Aaagh! Dammit!"

Maria: "Ngh!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "That thing isn't messing around!"

Maria: "We have a giant Poseidon Karma Noise, a Whale on each side, and  more Noise out in front of them..."

Maria: "It's like the Poseidon type is the conductor of an orchestra!"

Maria: "Unfortunately... We're sick of listening to your song!"

Chris Yukine: "It's about time we shut them up!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "But how do we get in close enough to attack it?!"

Maria; "For our attacks to reach, we need to clear out the regular Noise and stop those Whales from singing!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "In that case, you leave the smaller Noise to us!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "We don't have Swimsuit Gears, so we don't have enough power to fight the bigger ones."

Kirika Akatsuki: "It's the perfect job for us!"

Maria: "Are you sure?"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Allow me to take care of the Whale on the left."

Chris Yukine: "The one on the right is mine!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "So then, the Karma Noise in the middle--"

Maria: "Leave him to me!"

Chris Yukine: "I guess we can let you take all the glory, just this once."

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Don't overdo it. Once I finish up over here, I'll be right over to back you up."

Maria: "Thanks. All right... Let's do this!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Before that... Could we get you to boost our morale a little, Maria?"

Maria: "Boost your morale?"

Chris Yukine: "Yeah. If you can hype us all up, I bet we'd be able to go all out in battle!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Oh, oh! Sing us one of your songs, Maria!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "Yeah, I'd love to hear it."

Hibiki Tachibana: "Just belt one out for us!"

Maria: "...You got it. This is for you, girls!"

Maria: (Hehe... In spite of it all, this really has been a lot of fun. I think I might miss our time on this island.)

Maria: "Let's put our big summer adventure on hold for now!"

Maria: "This little number will make for one fantastic finale!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "Get looost!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Slice, dice, and slice some more!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "Almost... there!"

Chris Yukine: "That's the surrounding Noise taken care of! Now's our chance... Let's hit 'em with everything we've got!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "That sounds like a plan! At the end of the day, it's just one more Noise!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "Maria-san's song pulled us through! The giant Karma Noise is all that's left!"

Maria: "Thanks, girls. I won't let you down!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Finish this, Maria!"

Chris Yukine: "Don't hold back!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "You can do this, Maria!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Yeah! Kill it, kill it dead!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "Now's your chance! Gooo!"

Maria: "Yaaaaaah!"

Chris Yukine: "You did it!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "All Noise and Karma Noise have been eliminated!"

Maria: "Haah... Haah... Haah! Phew..."

Hibiki Tachibana: "Maria-san! Are you all right?!"

Maria: "Yeah, just... a little tired..."

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "She got the relic fragment, too!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Way to go, Maria!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Well, that solves the abnormality in this parallel world. Shall we report back to HQ?"

Chris Yukine: "Wait... Do you guys hear that?"

Hibiki Tachibana: "The ruins are shaking again!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Eeek! They're collapsing in on themselves!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "And sea water is flooding in!"

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Maria, lean on me! We're getting out of here!"

Maria: "O-Okay... thanks... But I can--"

Chris Yukine: "I'll hold her up on this side! We need to get out of here, and fast!"

Hibiki Tachibana: "Leave the Noise and the rubble to us! We'll clear a path!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "The water current is getting stronger! Hurry!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "Kiri-chan, we can climb the sculpture on that altar to get a little higher!"

Maria: "......"

Maria: (I can't move, but I doubt they'd listen if I told them to leave me behind so they can escape.)

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Tsukuyomi! Tachibana! Can you see a way up?!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "The sculpture is too brittle! We can't climb it!"

Hibiki Tachibana:"I think it could handle one of us... I'll keep looking for another way out!"

Chris Yukine: "Right now we just need to focus on getting Maria out! Got any bright ideas?!"

Kirika Akatsuki: "Umm, uhhh, maybe I could cut grooves into the pillars so we could climb up them like a ladder?!"

Maria: (Everyone's working so hard to get me back... I can't believe I ever thought of letting them leave me behind.)

Maria: (They're such a blessing... I'm so glad to have them here with me.)

Chris Yukine: "Hey, you all right?"

Maria: "Yeah... I am now. Kirika, cut down the pillars to redirect the water underground. That'll buy us some time."

Kirika Akatsuki: "You got it!"

Maria: "Hibiki, throw Shirabe into the air. Shirabe, immediately expand Shul Shagana into a shield, facing down."

Maria: "Chris, you're going to bombard the shield, lifting Shirabe up high enough to get out."

Hibiki Tachibana: "Okay, got it! Shirabe-chan, are you ready?!"

Shirabe Tsukuyomi: "Yes! Hit me with everything you have, I can handle it!"

Chris Yukine: "You got it! Brace yourself, though, we don't want you getting hurt!"

Maria: "Tsubasa, take down that pillar to make a bridge up to the altar. It'll be in range of Shirabe's Armed Gear."

Tsubasa Kazanari: "Leave it to me!"

Maria: "All right, everyone, let's get out of here--together!"

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Callout post for Rhiannon / tumblr user irl-harleyquinn / not-yandere-kuudere / otaku-umaru-chan

I have been planning doing this callout for a long time but I haven’t since it’s mostly personal beef between me, my boyfriend and aer. Now I’m at that point I can’t let this pass and I want aer to take responsibility of aer actions. I’m very sorry for this being so long. I’m going to make another post if I recall more.

tw for: abuse, suicide, stalking, pedophilia, incest

EDIT 12/8/2017: This post has been updated, ae has deleted some of the posts mentioned, but theres more evidence on their abusive behavior now.

Summarized version: Rhiannon has been abusing both me and my boyfriend since we met aer. Ae has sexually harassed both of us, sexually abused my boyfriend (the other callout on my byf), been generally unapologetic, copied my whole personality and done lots of bad things in general. For me ae caused episodes regularly; one time ae even ignored when I was this close to killing myself, ignored my triggers, ignored my well being in general, started copying my interests etc. 

All in all ae is very abusive and this callout post is mainly made for aer to realize what ae has done wrong and try to change aer behavior in aer future relationships since straight-up telling aer doesn’t seem to help as proven by both my boyfriend’s and my experiences.

EDIT: Ae didn’t admit to any of these and lied about being sorry:

But then on my IMs (censored my irl name for obvious reasons):

NOTE: I have never done a callout post before so I dont know how to structure this well. I also don’t have lots of ‘proof’ or screenshots since I deleted our convos (most of the stuff happened on Skype) and blocked aer everywhere after breaking my ties with aer because at the time I thought ae would learn from aer mistakes, but I was wrong. Most of these are from aer blog or from what I could recover from my old blog.

1. Causing breakdowns on me, not taking me seriously, triggering me

Since I started talking with aer I got this ugly feeling inside my chest to which I probably should have listened. Ae was very clingy toward my boyfriend, ignoring that I had abandonment issues; I am diagnosed with both BPD and DPD and ae knew this. Despite this ae didn’t honestly think about my feelings at all. Below is one example of the gross things ae did to my boyfriend (which caused me to dissociate and have a panic attack) and didn’t change aer behavior even after this.

EDIT 12/8/2017: It has been revealed to me that ae used to sexually abuse my boyfriend which makes this all a lot of worse. Please check the details from my main blogs byf or on his blog.

Rhiannon also ignored me and changed subject when i was clearly in need of help or someone to vent to. This is me talking about my abusive childhood:

And this is me talking about my abusive mom in a middle of episode:

I honestly felt like ae might have been jealous about me because ae obsessed over my boyfriend so much. Me telling about my age regressing and young mental age and aer response is this:

A convo I don’t have screenshots of was me nearly killing myself and ae treated me the same as in previous convos. Ae was the only person online that late so ofc thinking ae was my friend I contacted aer. A mistake. This honestly scarred me a lot because there was a really big chance I had died that night and ae wasn’t helping me at all.

Rhiannon also talked a lot about aer sexual abuse which is kind of a triggering subject to me because of my own experiences. Ae knew this but constantly brought it up. Sometimes ae would talk sexually about my IDs which also made me have break downs. One time ae sent me a picture of aer nsfw art knowing it would make me uncomfortable. According to my boyfriend ae talked a lot about sex to him even though it made him uncomfortable.

Ae also was weirdly coming onto me even though ae knew at the time I identified as aromantic (censored my irl name again):

No Rhiannon it’s called being uncomfortable.

2. Obsessive behavior, stalking, copying, being abusive and manipulation in general, lying

Rhiannon bases all aer abusive behavior to “being mentally ill”. This is complete bullshit since ae does realize ae is being manipulative.

As mentioned before ae was really obsessed with both of us; but mainly with my boyfriend. Ae never stopped talking about my boyfriend when ae talked to me which made me frankly annoyed and triggered my abandonment issues. According to my boyfriend ae spammed him 24/7 and wanted to video chat every single day. Ae got upset if my boyfriend didn’t want to hang out with aer and during group chats commented on every single thing my boyfriend said. Ae spammed me too and after we broke our ties apparently still talked about me a lot as if we still were friends to my boyfriend which I honestly find creepy.

Aes obsessiveness sometimes got very creepy:

Even admits it:

I live in Finland and ae brought up moving here for a few times all over from America after my boyfriend which always turned alarms on inside my head. Here’s one of them and ae is making it seem like ae is half joking; ae isn’t since ae brought it up so many times (censored out my boyfriend irl name just in case):

Ae clearly didn’t notice my discomfort with this or rather didn’t want to notice. Ae also made fun of my grammar even though English isn’t my first language. My boyfriend told me later that ae was in fact a bit racist; ie. making remarks on my boyfriends ethnicity.

Rhiannon has/had?? a fp who ae was even more obsessed about and made a text post (which ae deleted after awhile) where ae wished that this person would break up so ae could be with them. This has also been confirmed by my boyfriend. Ae also admits falling in love yet another friend of aers:

Ae does stalk others too. After cutting with aer, my boyfriend blocked aer on text, facebook, twitter, tumblr, snapchat, skype and youtube, but ae still managed to reach him via pinterest with a long and hateful message.

Rhiannon admits stalking aer ex:

A really minor thing but Rhiannon used to copy my interests a lot. If I were interested in something ae was too overnight. This wouldn’t bother me as much if I didn’t have identity issues such as BPD and DID. My boyfriend noted ae did this to him too.

EDIT 12/8/2017: This wasn’t as minor as I thought it was. As I browsed through my old tumblr convo with ae I noticed that every time I told something about myself, ae seemed to become the same over night. Ae was stealing bits and pieces of my identity. I told ae about my mental health problems, ae had the same ones suddenly. I told about the fashion trend I was into, ae was suddenly into it too. I told about being an age regressor, ae was suddenly too. I id:d as bigender, ae suddenly did too! I told about being aroace at the time, ae became one as well!! My boyfriend noted that at some point suddenly aer blog was pink as was mine and reblogged and posted similar content as I did at the time even though ae had always been stating ae is goth and had dark blog before. Here is about me telling ae about how me and my alter like fairy kei:

Then later:

Ae didn’t bother even use the right terms.

Rhiannon also guilt trips a lot and threatens people with suicide. This is debatable if it’s serious or not, but every time things won’t go aer way, ae will make text posts guilt tripping how ae wants to die and how everyone abandons aer which was one of the reasons I forgave ae tons of times. 

Ae also lies regularly. one example is when ae told my boyfriend aer IQ, then later admitted to lying about the number. Then again ae said ae was "lying about lying" about aer IQ.  So ae is not a credible source and will likely manipulate the situation as ae sees fit.

3. Guilt tripping both of us while breaking our ties with ae

After I finally broke my ties with aer after withstanding aer behavior for almost a year, ae started guilt tripping me telling I shattered aer sense of self even though only thing I did was stopping being aer friend. I had constantly stated how ae could change aer behavior but ae never listened. 

My boyfriend however got it worse. After he got fed up with aer too ae has constantly, I MEAN CONSTANTLY, been vagueing and name dropping him. My boyfriend hinted and tried to set boundaries but this didn’t help. Rhiannon is trying to paint my boyfriend as this awful backstabber even though ae was the one breaking boundaries. 

Here is

A Few

Of them

WARNING!! They get really creepy, just showing how obsessed ae was with my boyfriend

Additional stuff:

Rhiannon has reblogged incest: (the characters are sisters in canon) 

Rhiannon also approves a pedophilic ship:

AE REBLOGGED LITERALLY SEXUALIZATION OF A MINOR (note that ae is an adult too)

Theres a lot more in aer yoi + aer kin tag.

Ae also obsesses over an underaged character:

Ae talked a lot about this character, sexual stuff too, and it kinda freaked me out since she’s only 14.

Ae did stuff like this without our knowledge which is fucked up (note that my mom is a single parent and this freaked me out even though my responses seem calm):

Admits wanting to commit a crime????

The most recent thing ae has done is claim calling aer out on being manipulative is ableist. However, it is ableist to blame mental health for abusive behavior; this claim demonizes mentally ill people as a whole. (I edited out our names again; I’m black and my boyfriend is blue) 

 Not 24 hours before stating the above, ae wrote this:

   Ae is showing clear hypocrisy here.

Rhiannon, please listen. All you can do now is apologize, try to change your behavior, dont make excuses blaming abusive behavior on you mental illnes. Just write an apology and then we can move on. You can’t get us back, but you still have hope for becoming a better person for your future friends. I will keep this callout up until you make a proper apology.

EDIT 12/8/2017: Since Rhiannon didn’t make an actual apology to me or my boyfriend and with the new information of ae sexually abusing my boyfriend, this post will forever be here.

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Dec 1: Frats are Trash (Part 2)

(N) After leaving the house show, we walk to Beta Theta Pi. Apparently they let the first 75 people in for free whether they’re guys or girls. This is so brilliant!! None of those idiot ratios or making guys pay too much money. First come, first serve. Walking into the basement, I see the love of my life (R). He lives on my floor and is the most adorable dude I’ve ever seen in my entire life and let me explain. He is the type of cute that I wanna pinch his cheeks. Since welcome week, I’ve been telling my friends and roommates I’ve wanted to do this. And only now have I had the opportunity. We have a streak on snapchat and we greet each other so we know of each other and it’s a passing friendship. But he comes up and says hi, and that’s when I make my move. I ask to pinch his cheeks and at first he’s confused and giggly, but then he agrees. AND IM NOT KIDDING WHEN I SAY IT’S ONE OF THE GREATEST THINGS IVE EVER DONE. I don’t even care if I sound crazy but then I ask how he feels about being brotherzoned. He’s just so cute I wanna hug him and tell him all my secrets. I could never imagine myself being sexually attracted to him, he’s just so cute! AND GET THIS: HE AGREES. And then hugs me again and says he’s now my little brother since his birthday is after mine. I already have a real younger brother, but I’m happy to say now I have two.

While at this party, I see my potential roommate (K) for next year. Nothing’s been set in stone but I had her meet my two other friends (N) and (D) who I would love to room w next year. But now at this party, she introduces us as her future roommates and me especially. Girl. We haven’t fully decided anything yet.. so I just nod and smile but we really need to come back to that. She spends a lot of time w her bf, during the day and at the party. At one point, she’s just standing next to us making out w him. (N) and I are both kind of awkwarded out and decide to revisit this rooming thing. “I want a roommate who will choose her friends over her bf” -(N) and I feel the same way. 

Next, we hit up Apple Pi. Before tonight, (N) and I had met this dude in the frat named (M), who let us know about the party. We walk in w about 7 girls and 1 dude. As soon as we walk in, this douche goes “your guy friend needs to leave”. Our ratio is crazy good and he has to leave?? Are you kidding me. Why are you not confident enough about your dick size to let this guy be your competition. Like come onnn. So idk what happened to that guy. But (N) and I left for 5 mins to walk to another party and when we turn around we realize we’re all alone. Where did everyone go?? Turns out the douche at the door went downstairs so we go back, they give us bracelets (bc we’re obviously 21+) and we sneak downstairs. 

I’m already kinda pissed we almost didn’t get let in esp since it was after 12am. On my way down the stairs, I see a wallet. I pull (N) aside and we sneak about $60 (the next morning, I find out we actually got $100) and drop the wallet elsewhere. 

There’s no cute guys here, no one to dance w, only drinks are beer and mangoritas (which are extremely underrated bc they taste AMAZING and are so fruity w like no alc in it) so we decide to leave because we have other addresses. On our way out, a dude asks to dance w me. Sorry mate, you’re a bit too late. 

We walk down the street to Pi Kappa Phi. After getting to the basement, we see a lot of girls dancing but the frat bros just standing next to the walls. There’s like two guys in the mix and they’re only there to grind hard on girls. Wonderful. (N) and I go to grab some juice from the coolers they have out and there’s a lot of it, but it literally tastes like water. It is later revealed in the football sized cooler, there is only one handle. So basically they’re hella cheap and it’s so watered down it’s crazy. (N) is as frustrated as I am and chugs her whole cup while I continue to sip my water to I guess stay hydrated BOI.

Then we go and dance. I end up talking to a dude that’s wearing a vineyard vines collared shirt *rolls eyes*. I tease him about that and we get to talking about other things, more talking than dancing. He’s pretty polite and cool. I later learn his name is (L) and he’s 21. He’s also the VICE PRESIDENT of the frat. Damn. Good for you man. We dance for a bit but once I run out of my drink, and he leaves (probably to get more for us), I decide this is my time to yeet out of the situation and go back to my friends. I see him looking for me later and now that I’m thinking about it, I wish I had talked to him more. He did not seem like a douchey frat guy (at first I guess). Maybe I’ll see him again. I do go to PI Kap a lot. 

Then, my friend starts saying she could throw up, but won’t immediately. That’s code for get her to a bathroom and have some water ready. So I take her upstairs to the bathroom and she pulls the trigger. She throws up maybe about 12 times and a lot comes up. IG since we moved from party to party and had to drop our drinks before leaving, we just chugged them and that did not sit well w her. She continues to throw up a lot but then slows down and gets sleepy. I don’t want her to pass out in a frat and I can’t take her back to her dorm by herself so I quickly walk out to find someone I know in the frat that can help. I see (E) (a pledge in the frat I met during their halloween party) and practically drag him upstairs to the bathroom w me. He sees her situation and immediately tells her to continue throwing up until she feels fully better. 

But then, this kid starts pulling some shit. He puts his arm around me, then it goes around my waist and then he slides his hand lower until it’s on my ass. I look at him like WTF are you doing bc we’re supposed to be taking care of her. He only says sorry and puts his hand back on my waist. While my friend continues to throw up or drink water, he tries to kiss me, grab my ass more, try and feel me up while being flirty. I’m not gonna lie and say it wasn’t nice to flirt but it really was not the time. And I tell him that “this is not the right time or place”. And his response is “I can’t help it, you’re so beautiful” *ROLLS EYES* What a frat bro. Then he pulls out his phone and starts taking pictures of me (not selfies) and vides on snapchat and saves them to his phone. At one point someone knocks on the door and I walk over to tell them to politely use another bathroom and this kid took a video of me walking to the door and is rewatching it on snapchat. He goes “damnnn look at that ass”. He tries to slap my ass twice but honestly misses. I’ve realized guys have really bad aim? Bc he isn’t the first guy to miss. My friend is literally throwing up not 2 feet from us and you can’t keep it in your pants. But I can’t tell him to leave since I need him to help walk her back so I suck it up and continue on putting up w it. While waiting, he spams her phone w selfies and I get in some of them. They’re actually not the worst pictures ever. I hated myself for saying that. 

Then. I realize none of us live in her building. There’s no way she can sign us in. So I call 3 different people who don’t pick up who live in her residence hall. Finally someone picks up and says he can help take care of her since they are such good friends. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth. Thank goodness. (D) arrives not a few minutes later to our rescue. He helps her up and slowly walks her out of the house. And right when it’s not appropriate, (E) slaps my ass. His only excuse is “sorry I couldn’t help myself”. We walk (N) back and I tell (D) to contact me if he needs anything and I bid them a good night. 

(E) texts me and asks if (N) was okay. I tell him she’s safe and fine back in her room. Then he tells me to go to his residence hall. My response is simply “I can’t” and he says “well I still wanna fuck you”. Boys am I right. I bid him a good night, take a couple sips of water and pass tf out. What a night. What a long ass but fun for the most part night.