#Just add jasmine or smth

[moonilit]

how do you actually think Jean goes to sleep?? I don’t believe that woman is normal about it, I imagine she rotates between different states honestly

Some days she doesn’t go to sleep more of ‘collapse and reset’ situation

Other is with the help of the KOF, each got their way, especially when there is a big event coming up or her … vacation ( no you will not be working in your vacation days. no volunteering is also off the table)

kicking and screaming fighting with every bit of caffeine and energy drinks she might had a small talk with the grim rapper

[vlindervin7]

[skyrigel]

Hey Rigel I love ur work like so much 💓 can I request Anthony bridgerton where he is getting married and realises his love his y/n or smth similar with him getting jealous and angry when y/n and Benedict or colin fake date like tht or anything if this doesn't make sense 😭

Enchanted | A.B x you

Pairing: Anthony bridgerton x fem!reader, Benedict x fem!reader x colin ( platonic) wc - 3.8k

Synopsis: When Aubreyton's CEO strikes a match with Miss Edwina sharma, because she's nice and kind and witty, ofcourse nothing could go wrong, except you have feelings for Anthony.

Warning :CEO! Anthony x assistant! reader, Asshole! Anthony, Benedict x sophie, Polin, bridgerton's chaotic dynamic, reader and Benedict share one brain cell that's mostly with you, alcohol, fake marriage( Anthony and reader), social media au, office au, modern setting, forced proximity, jealousy jealousy, mutual pinning, fluffy fluff, bit angst, arranged marriage, bit Collen Hoover bashing but it's a joke ( maybe not ) no Edwina bashing, scary Kate sharma, yes!!! ( Might add more later )

" Your brother is an idiot." You said, gritting your teeth as your mail blew with applicants, beautiful young ladies with peculiar yet remarkable talents.

" That." Benedict catched the grape midair with his mouth," we know of." He added with a cocky grin.

" Read another ! " Colin peppered, stealing your cookies which you ignored, sighing as you opened another mail.

" Tiana Young, twenty-one, I like to read, write and sing, my favourite author is Collen Hoover—" Benedict snorted, " —I like children and hope to be a mother, I am very soft spoken and good natured, my neighbours call me Ti, because I am a tea kinda person—"

" What's a tea kinda person ? " Colin bited the smuggled cookie, Benedict pulled the remaining to his side hastily, you felt your appetite long gone.

" It's like...they are like tea..." Benedict said, more in doubt as he looked for affirmation.

" Like milk tea or another tea ? " You asked, perhaps tea could takeaway your headache.

" What's an another tea ? " Colin's hand began to pull the tray, Benedict frowned but said nothing, taking one hurriedly and breaking it into two parts, offering you the bigger one.

" No thank-you, let me fix this Tiana's appointment." You exhaled, copy pasting a paragraph how (un) grateful you were to her for reaching out, she would soon have her appointment date and bla bla bla.

" I knew my brother was workholic but this wife hunting thingy is so exhausting." Benedict wiggled his eyebrows, you knew he was being kind but he wasn't helping at all.

" It would have been over if his requirements weren't so high, like he's not looking for a wife but some utopian woman god has yet to create ! " You were ranting, you knew, but this was the only way you could stop yourself from punching Anthony for putting you into this misery.

" Why can't he just fall in love ? " Colin looked at you and Benedict seriously, his mouth covered in crumbs, " Come on, love is like...like a force to be reckoned with ! " He beamed, ofcourse it was a force, didn't Penelope wrote something smiliary in her latest book, you somehow felt your heart shuddering, what would happen if Anthony were to be in love, some intelligent, beautiful woman, some utopian goddess of his, you didn't like the idea one bit, so you laughed it off.

" Brother in love ? " Benedict was in stitches, banging his palm on the table, shaking few very important papers that laid without any significance. They will be probably used as napkin if you weren't there.

" It's not funny." Colin got up, taking his coat, he rolled his eyes when Benedict refused to stop laughing, you shaked your head helplessly as another mail popped up, Jasmine had written a essay about global peace and increasing capatilism, you groaned, damn you Anthony bridgerton!

_

" Good evening Anthony." You tapped save on your screen as Anthony entered the office, a beak of sweat trickling down his neck line, okay, someone got either fired or roasted down to their very existence, you preferred the former.

" Good evening y/n." He looked up at you, he worried his jaw to say more but decided against it as he settled on his chair, it was very comfy and very big, years of working with him but you couldn't fathom the courage to ever have a taste, perhaps Benedict would help, maybe then.

" There are twelve appointments I have scheduled for tomorrow, Miss Becka—"

" Cancel them."

" What ?! " You almost shouted, you didn't waste your whole day to adjust and fit these pretty woman according to the time and weather and place and Anthony's mood so nothing went wrong, did he just said cancel them like it was nothing, this—

" We are going out Tommorow, it might take all day so cancel them." Anthony ran a hand through his hair as he exhaled sharply, your brain short circuited at the words more and more made some meaning, we ?! Did he, for heaven's sake said we ?

" You and me ? " You blurted and lowered your gaze when his eyes snapped to you, a deep color blazed your nose as you fiddled with your skirt.

" Yes, me and you." He confirmed and you could swore, that was a smile, a small, thin, almost unrecognisable on his always stern face, but that was a smile.

" Why ? " You closed your laptop, tucking the strands of your hair that usually came out after a long day, behind you ear.

Anthony pressed a key and it beeped, he shifted his face to you, thinking that he was almost frowning and finally, he said with a neutral face.

" I have found a match." His face gave nothing away, " Miss Edwina will be most suitable for marriage." He said it like it wasn't his marriage he was talking about, " she's very graceful and witty and would make a amiable wife and a kind loving mot—"

" Right." You snapped mid course, his mouth was hanging open with words lost in void, you knew very well Miss Edwina was a fine young lady, she was beautiful and kind and sharp at wits, ofcourse this ended your torment or perhaps began another, but not now, you needed to think.

" I..I promised Benedict for dinner. " You muttered, feeling your whole body numb as you stumbled out of your seat, Anthony watched, something glazed in his eyes but you couldn't place it, you might if you looked longer but you had no courage left now. You were almost at the glassy door, he was watching you intently and you felt his gaze burn at your back.

" You like my brother quite very much." He startled you, you paused, heart beats echoing through your throat. It was like he was accusing you, almost jabbing his finger on your chest. What does that mean ?

" What could I say ? He's very amiable." You turned to smile at him, it trembled on your lips and Anthony scoffed slightly, mouth curving in disdain but it was gone as soon as it crossed his face. Damn you !

" Have a nice day sir." You closed the door behind you, covering your face as a muffled scream cut through your cartilage.

_

" Miss Edwina ?! " Benedict almost screamed as you narrowed your eye sternly at him, he lowered his voice in a whisper, ducking his head down towards you, " sorry but Miss Edwina ?! "

" I know, I know." You swigged another gulp of the dizzy bubbling liquid that will give you a terrible headache tommorow but right now, you just wanted this uneasiness feeling to go away.

" Didn't her scary sister vowed to ruin him or something like that ? " Benedict licked his thumb, eye's watering at the spice, you loved this place's Chole bhature very much, last time Benedict cried when he accidentally bited the green masala filled chilly.

" Yeah, she refused to take ahead the Mayfair deal, or something like that, not that it would ruin anything and—" You sighed, leaning back your head as the soft music tickled your senses.

" What ? " You heard his faint murmur.

" Well Anthony was right, as soon as our team announced his engagement, ofcourse not revealing the bride, he's well trending—"

" He's always trending." Benedict groaned, chugging water as his lips were swollen with spiced heat.

" Yes, but not for thirsty things, i meant that Aubreyton is trending and our shares are touching the sky and it's a whole profitable season ahead." You ended breathlessly, you stared at him for full second before both your eye's crinkled with smiles and laughter that came from your hearts, it lightened the air somehow as well as your heart.

" You do remember I am part of the executive board ? " Benedict tilted his head with a warm smile and you shaked your head, feeling tipsy.

" Like you do anything except torment me and poor Colin ! " You pouted, feeling your cheeks flush as Benedict threw his head back and laughed.

" Poor Colin ? " He cooed, " he's probably getting laid tonight." He added with a wink, you slapped his shoulder nervously.

" Penelope replied ? "

" Ofcourse, my dear little brother wrote a whole ass three page message, with a picture of all her books that too hardcover and first editions."

" Wow." You said, impressed, Colin was head over heels, it was only a matter of time since the dazzling author knew.

" And what of Miss Beckett ? " You wiggled your eyebrows like Benedict did when he teased you, he turned a beetroot red as he fumbled with the last contents of his glass.

" She refused for a live in relationship." He said, his face grew sad and you mentally winced for putting him there.

" Oh." You nodded, Sophia lived with her evil mother who liked to see her suffer and she was, afterall, too good of a girl.

" Benedict..." You whispered when he closed his eyes softly, hiding his face behind his palms.

" I am not crying." He was. He sniffed as a few heads turned towards the pair of you, many with sympathy, probably thinking you had refused to marry him or something.

" Hey, hey, hey..." You pulled yourself as you dizzily tripped over to his side, wrapping your arms around him as he melted in your embrace.

" She doesn't understand..." He said it so muffled that it was unable to make out what he said, but you understood it anyway.

" She will, she loves you so much." You kissed his head and he nodded, tears streaking your shirt as he finally emerged with red, sticky face and puppy bright eyes.

" I think i drank too much." He admitted, you nodded, feeling yourself floating too.

" Let's call a cab, we shouldn't drive." You suggested, fiddling with cash as you payed the bill, leaving good tip for the teenager waiter, who smiled kindly at every inner joke Benedict shot.

" Uh huh." He focused hard on his phone, sticking his tongue out like he did when he was really, really drunk and or just really, felt the need to, or he was about to do something stupid, which he did.

Twelve minutes later, Anthony bridgerton was standing outside the restaurant with a heavy frown and it was strange to see him in normal clothes, like that grey t-shirt felt odd yet gorgeous and those sweatpants, you were way too drunk, you realised.

" You'll make a fine gentleman." Anthony curted his mouth, his words dripped with sarcasm that you and Benedict were too drunk to catch on.

" Thankyou, the cab idea was mine." He said smugly, ducking out when you smacked his ass with your purse, Anthony watched with wide eyes.

" Liar." You jabbed at him, he started to giggle and stumbled, taking you along before Anthony grabbed you by the waist and pulled you away from him, Benedict winked at you when Anthony closed his eyes, frustration or whatever that dazed him, his touch was electrifying, like current jostling in water.

Anthony pulled away his arms from you, his eyes strained like it pained him just the same it hurt you.

" You are wasting my time brother, get in the car." He glared, " come." He said to you, his gaze softened but that could be alcohol, you weren't reliable narrator especially when it was Anthony bridgerton.

" Well you could have refused." Benedict ran and sprawled inside like a bear, covering the whole back seat with his wasted body.

" Yes well, I didn't come for y—" he clamped his mouth in a thin line, nerve twitching on his forehead as he breathed hard, eyeing you as you ran after Benedict's seat thievery, you opened the door and his head almost snapped when he looked up you, it was a nauseous enough to make you vomit.

" Move." You pulled his hair, in no hell you will sit in the front seat, not like you haven't, but you were drunk and you were angry and you hated Anthony and you wished so much to just, to just, just once, once just, kiss him hard, that's alcohol, bloody alcohol.

" Leave this idiot." Anthony was suddenly behind you, he touched your elbow with same electric touch, guiding you to the empty front seat as he opened the door, you could feel Benedict wiggling his eye, you will deal with this bastard later.

" I was thinking—" Benedict started, once Anthony started driving, he was shut real quick when Anthony glared with words.

" Stop thinking." Anthony rolled the steering wheel and you looked away, those veins taunted and lured you, it was maddening and the streets were much dull and undistracting.

Benedict giggled at something he probably said in his head, you chuckled when he burped, he did too, only Anthony didn't.

" Don't you have a date tommorow with Mr. Dorset ? " Benedict craned his neck to get a view of you, two Bridgerton's eyes were too much to take as you thought hard, well yes a date, with Mr. Dorset, yes, you did remember.

" Ofcourse." You said, Anthony drifted a turn that jerked your head forward and you would have got a concussion if it wasn't his big palm that came for rescue.

" Are you okay ? " He asked, slowing down the car as his fingers pushed you back until the back of your head was pressed against the seat.

" Yeah." You confirmed, nothing was more threatening than his touch. He should bloody know that.

" Are you okay ? " Benedict mimicked and you realised he was down there, squashed on the car floor, his face hidden somewhere.

Anthony ignored him as his expressions hardened, he was breathing hard as he worried his lips, thinking and thinking.

" You do know it might take all day." Anthony finally said and you cocked your head to his side, you were drunk and well, sleepy too.

" What ? Well, it's a dinner date." You assured, Mr. Dorset wasn't letting go and a Thai curry wouldn't hurt anyway.

" Yes well, it might be very late." He was frowning now, his eyes were on the road but he would glance between nano seconds.

" Really ? " You pouted, you were way too gone now, it didn't matter, Anthony's eyes stopped at your lips and when he looked up, something changed, like it must have changed a long ago but it's colours were only visible now, like moon hiding behind the clouds, beaming but not seen and when it's finally high, hanging at sky, you blinked, expecting it to be gone, like everything, but when you opened your eyes, it was still there, as clear as ever, shimmering at you. That's alcohol, bloody alcohol.

" Yes.." Anthony gulped hard, pulling at Benedict's apartment, how much he wanted sophie to built a home with him, soon, you thought, soon.

" Oi y/n, I think I found your lipstick." Benedict hopped up, his face had lines where because he didn't bother to get up once he had fallen, with a shade that you never used in your whole lifetime, Anthony looked away when you tried to catch his eyes.

" That's not mine." You said, feeling anger creep up your neck, not knowing why, it's not that you were the only one who sat in his car and ofcourse you weren't his girlfriend, you weren't his friend even, he was your boss, you were his assistant, that's it, that's fucking it, you really wanted to punch his face, that's bloody alcohol, you would never drink again.

" Benedict, my brother." Anthony took the lipstick away which Benedict was trying to apply on himself, " get the fuck out."

" Goodbye to you too brother." He leaned to smooch Anthony when he hastily pulled away, growling.

" Bye bye sweetheart." Benedict smooched your cheek then and his lips only touched your warm skin before Anthony pushed him back in the back seat, it was, kinda rough.

" You are drunk." He told Benedict who shrugged, blinking heavily.

"He always kissed me goodbye." You glared at Anthony, this freaking bastard, chew on your lipstick, Idiot. You leaned down to kiss Benedict's cheek and he giggled softly, eyes locked with Anthony, his wide bastard grin flashing, glittering as Anthony eye rolled.

When Benedict was dropped, it was your turn, Anthony stared ahead like a statue, you were suffering in your own head.

The silence became heavy in air as the music was either tragic or too loud for your head and Anthony sensed the discomfort, turning it off altogether.

" What are we going to do actually? Venue deciding or something." You finally spoke, remembering how much you stared and stared when the article popped up, Anthony bridgerton looking for a wife !! You remembered the qualification list, should be well spoken, should be linguistic, should want kids, should be family loving, should be this, should be that, should have good enough hips to bear a child like what ?!

You remembered days and days when he would have his appointments, yes appointments, most of times he was out within five minutes, a frown on his face.

" She doesn't know algebra." He said one time when he came out within two minutes and you shrugged, well algebra was hard afterall.

And now Miss Edwina had ended all your miseries and torture, no lists, no more algebra's and Collen Hoover's, nothing of that anymore, Anthony would be a husband soon and perhaps he would love her, or already love her, he was so determined even when Kate sharma threatened to cut deals with Aubreyton if didn't stop sending flowers, well that was your doing, sending flowers because it was your idea, but well, it didn't matter.

" Well not the venue, but wedding ring and wedding dresses, Mother say we match and cake tasting and flowers—" we.

" When's the wedding ? " You looked at him scornfully, Anthony's eyes lowered at you as he stopped the car.

" Next week." Fuck you Anthony!

" Shouldn't you decide that with Miss Edwina herself ? " You were glad, but you had this feeling that he would be taken away from you, once married, he might not be yours, he was never yours, but still, why not start now ?

He frowned like it wasn't the most sensible and obvious thing.

" I..." He hesitated, " Miss Edwina might not want to go, since the wedding is too near and also, to keep it a private engagement."

" Oh." You didn't get a thing, your mind wasn't working as Anthony leaned down to open your door, you freezed, only your heart thudded loudly, could he hear ? What he did to you, well it wouldn't surprise you if he knew and still chose to torture your poor soul. " Why not state it publicly ? "

" I can't deal with the fanfictions." He said in matter of factly way. " And paparazzi giving Edwina trouble." Don't say her name, don't.

" Fanfictions ?! " You laughed so loud that he actually stopped thinking whatever he was, and just looked at you, as if taking in every detail, savouring them, drinking every bit of you in, he looked like he was mesmerized but that was just alcohol, just your silly heart, just you, who had read all those one shots, about you and him, ofcourse you weren't going to admit it and ofcourse you would be quite dammed if you ever saw Anthony getting shipped with Edwina Sharma, they are getting married in a week idiot, yes, but not today, not now, later, when it was time, please, not now. Later, now he was yours.

" You have a good choice either way." He was, for no reason, walking you to your door, you remembered how Benedict was practically kicked out earlier, he would tease you so much if you were to ever tell him.

" Oh please." You chuckled, rubbing your hands together in the chilly air, " I gifted Benedict onesies on his birthday."

Anthony smiled, it didn't leave his face until he caught you staring and you noticed how different he looked, when those lines were of joy instead of worry, he looked young and his boyishness made your heart do cartwheels.

" That was just a joke." He amused, " wasn't it ? " His smile faltered when you shaked your head in a no, fumbling for you keys.

" It wasn't so bad." Anthony said, somewhat traumatised, " Benedict wore them anyway."

" It had penguins ! " You cringed at the memory, a drunkish Polaroid like, blurred and saturated, it was vivid but just like yesterday, Anthony didn't dance until you were both so drunk, perhaps he smiled back than too, and looked just as dazzling.

" You are good y/n." Anthony said sincerely, " stop being mean to yourself." You opened the door but your hands freezed at the doornob, why Anthony had to cut the right wires, why he had to upside down your whole world ?

" Well, same to you Anthony." You said, he lingered on the doorway more than he should, it was alcohol, it really, really was but no amount of gaslighting could blur the memory away, you always remembered how brave you were that night when you leaned down, one step not much, and placed a small, chaste kiss, just a brush of your lips against his blazing skin. A touch to his soul, it sparkled and rose and busted into a thousand orbs and sprinkled like glitters on you and him.

" Good night." You whispered, Anthony stared, too stunned to say anything, then he smiled, small and enchanting.

" Good night y/n." His smile stayed.

[lucidoasis]

sending 13 right back to you🫵but also 12 and 41 (it can be how you take your tea too - if coffee isn't your thing) [also hi cathy💖]

ask game!

13. when was the last time you ate?

1:30ish,,, hehehe i had this filo-style baked macaroni. oof it was very yummy, and here i was about to bring some embutido.

12. what kind of day is it?

it's so off, to be completely honest. the office is just full of people (including me) so over with how the things are being ran. i need to vent about smth too, because the ridiculousness of the set expectations they have for the team i work in... ugh.

41. how do you take your coffee?

tea! my absolute go to. depending if i'm going with herbal or black tea, i usually just leave it plain for say jasmine, chamomile, lemon, etc. but for like earl grey, british breakfast, british afternoon - i usually add half or just 1 pack of splenda!

hiii kai 🥰🖤 thank you for sending these! hehe.

[diva2007]

soft asks by sunnysideanon

i treat ask games like surveys, we all know this.

what song makes you feel better?

who listens to music to feel better?

what’s your feel-good movie?

i dont watch movies qwq im sorry these are rough answers

what’s your favorite candle scent?

i usually like winter fruit smells. so plums, pomegranates, grape, deep and rummy sorta scents. i also like rich sweet ones, resin-y smells. i like a nice light floral mix (iris, jasmine, lily, rose) on cleaning days.

what flower would you like to be given?

lillies. any lillies, but i like madonna lillies

who do you feel most you around?

my partner system, but specifically trent. he is me, and ive never felt it more than when we're together. my brothers are a close second.

say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical)

i have gold rings around my pupils i just noticed the other day. they're gorgeous and i have no idea where i got them from genetically-- maybe my mother. she has gold in her green eyes. i'm glad i got something from her eyes, i'm jealous of them. i have insanely enviable hair. my nails are elegant... also enviable. im wicked talented and sharp, nobody can create the way i can-- BITCH???? ok one of my favorite songs paused randomly that was a whole experience. answer cancelled next question

what color brings you peace?

pale green. this isn't bad, though.

what calms you down?

being alone in my own space. writing music/poetry. having a clean space. music-- hey, i guess that first question was onto smth

what’s something you’re excited for?

grocery run tomorrow, haircut sometime this week. yay.

what’s your ideal date?

taking turns spitting vodka into each others mouths and banging our skulls together til we pass out

how are you?

im fine! a lot of excess energy strangely which is funny b/c i haven't had any caffiene today. that reminds me i need to add energy drinks to my grocery list. eeeeeeee also feeling sappy. in love. so in love hehe

what’s your comfort food?

probably any kind of salad theyre very safe foods

favorite feel-good show?

i dont dream of watching televi-- interview with the vampire.

fairy lights or LED lights?

fairy lights. LED lights make me anxious to look at but now Everyone has them so what do i know

do you still love stuffed animals?

yes.

most important thing in your life?

myself, but secondly, my fiance.

what do you want most in the world right now?

a kiss.

if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

don't smoke cigarettes and don't tell that girl everything.

what would you say to your future self?

keep doing it, even if it's uncomfortable. trust your gut, not your body.

favorite piece of clothing?

my black turtleneck or my fur coat.

what’s something you do to de-stress?

bounce and moan on it

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

moneyyyy!!! oh, personal. money from their personal bank account!!! (a card. i collect those.)

what movie would you want to live in?

childs play. id fuck that doll and save the little boy JFIOWEJFE

which character would you want to be?

... oh myself isnt an option ok. then id wanna be in clueless and be cher. id like to be rich

hugs or hand-holding?

hugs. i need my hands for other things but i can be hugged forever

morning, afternoon or night?

ALL OF THEM ALL OF THE TIME

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

horses, dirt roads, hotel rooms, cigarette smoke.

[blathannabeaga]

everything i read in january <3 dump of thoughts to come bc i rlly rlly fell in love w some of theseeee

🍒 least fav; two old women. i did enjoy it, but i went into it expecting smth much different and i was kind of :/ by the end. i have so much more native american lit on my tbr, and i’m very very excited to continue reading!! i’ll probably start moon of the turning leaves next, i think my surprise at the flipping of evan’s fate has mellowed into eagerness now lol

🥤 favs; nuclear war/the storm we made/you dreamed of empires/beasts of a little land. can they be considered favs when they’re almost half of what i read? my taste is just too good 😔

nuclear war is the second nonfiction book i’ve read, i don’t even know if the copy of survive to drive i crammed on a flight two years ago counts as nonfiction, but it absolutely blew me away ha and opened me up to nonfiction when i never thought it’d be something i’d never go for. terrifying, informative, brilliantly researched, i didn’t sleep for two days after i finished, amazing.

the storm we made was the first time i’d ever encountered malaysian historical fiction and oh my god am i so happy i did. vanessa chan’s brain is so immensely huge for how she contrasted between the british occupation and then the japanese, and so brilliantly wound in all the characters with the changing landscape. the relationships!!!!! cecily and fujiwara, jujube and the teacher, abel and freddie, dear sweet jasmin and yuki, cecily and lina, every tie and bond and love was so flawed and real and wonderful and nghhhhhh i will genuinely never recover. the image of the girls in the horlicks tin randomly occurs to me every now and then, and provokes me to tears.

i have come to the sound conclusion that i am simply too uneducated to fully appreciate the prose and construction of you dreamed of empires, but nevertheless i absolutely adored it. the caldera’s opening scene is one of the best that’s ever stuck with me, and i wait with bated breath for veronica chapa’s malinalli in march so i can read more about her.

beasts of a little land was charming, infuriating, beautiful, heatbreaking, funny and brilliant. it was only after i’d begun that i realised it was partly billed as a romance, which i’m a bit meh about as a genre, but it was so so sosososo beautiful. the way juhea kim wove through literally fifty years of half a dozen lives and never once stumbled in the flow of their lived experiences and maturing nor the knife’s-edge societal and cultural setting needs to be studied so i can relive it over and over!! i was near tears at jade’s ending but it was the most beautiful fitting thing i could have ever conceived of.

i’m keenly aware i have exams and other brilliantly scary shit to come this approaching month but, my tentative february tbr as it stands;

🪖 first platoon: a story of modern war in the age of identity dominance; was an impulse purchase in my post-surprise kill vanish haze, but i am very eager to start reading. it's on the shorter side for an annie jacobsen publication, but after her jaw-dropping narrative voice in skv i am so excited to see how she tackles the subject matters in this.

🥘 kitchen confidential; because i am an insufferable anthony bourdain mainliner, and wish to put some weight behind my idolatry 😌

🌺 the memory police; ogawa has such a good reputation from this, i am so so so excited to get onto it. the combination of magical realism and dystopia with the island setting lends itself to a really unique take on the notion of modern fantasy, so i am bursting with excitement to get onto this one!

⛰️ the mountains sing; mornings in jenin has left a multi-generational historical fiction shaped hole in my heart, and i'm also really eager to read some vietnamese lit. i saw someone on booktwt show their plans to read 25 books from 25 countries this year and i am unabashedly making my own list rn, and i feel like tms will be a brilliant one to add!!

🌌 the god of small things; another read i've expedited for my above 25 in 25, but that originally endeared itself to me from its 1960s kerala setting. i'm starting to enjoy books that follow the protagonists from childhood, especially in these settings that are previously unknown to me, because watching how circumstance and culture shapes people is just unparalleled as a means of backing their story with something solid. vv excited !!

🎬 cue the sun! the invention of reality tv; over the last month i have flooded my tbr with every make and manner of nonfiction and i think this will be a nice change of pace from my like 700+ pages of military history consumed so far lol. it feels like an interesting dive into smth that is literally everywhere around us now, so i'm excited to see what spin she puts on it

🏨 guilty creatures: sex, god and murder in tallahassee, florida; i will admit the title and cover were what originally drew me in, but i am keen to try a more singularly-focused nonfiction read and a true crime one, at that. brottman has earned a lot of praise for her prose and investigating, so i have decently high hopes!

🌞 the dawnhounds; i think it was november or earlier when i last read any fantasy/sci-fi, which is weird bc when i first got back into reading in august of '23 i thought it was all i'd ever read. the likes of a master of djinn and a memory called empire are both high on my list to dig into this year, but the promise of lesbians and sci-fi pirates and brilliant worldbuilding has me very eager to start. tied with the memory police and the mountains sing, this is the one i have the highest hopes for!!

📿 malas; the combination of rich historical fiction and a present-day coming of age story imbued with tejano culture sounds genuinely blissful to me. the blurb promised cinematic details, which makes books like these phenomenal, and i'm very very hopeful that it comes through!

january set me up very well by introducing me to a lot of new genres and interests for the rest of the year, so i am very excited!! there are a lot of other nonfiction titles i plan on introducing to my days, namely to break down into a chapter a day as i go to bed, which i did with skv and found i absorbed a lot more of the prose that way. there are some pulp titles i think i will peruse too, and maybe some short stories to break up the humdrum and stop myself from sliding into another fifteen-day reading slump lol. good month ahead!!!!!

[whxre4hange]

aot characters + bubble tea headcanons :D

eren

i can’t really imagine him liking it

he probably stole a few sips from mikasa

secondhand kisses from straws trope :D

“why are there soggy little balls floating in my drink????”

LMAOOOOO IM NOT GONNA MAKE THAT INTO A DIRTY JOKE I SWEAR

mikasa

brown sugar latte + pearls 

also caramel milk tea with pearls

goes for the classic flavours that everyone likes

is vvv safe with her orders, doesn’t choose anything outlandish :D

shares with eren :D

armin

probably chooses drinks that only older asian parents get

always 25% sugar and 25% ice

healthy icon >:D

i would hazard a guess at taro milk tea with pearls as his favourite flavour :D

doesnt drink it often, its probably like a treat type thing

jean

this lanky manchild chooses the most childlish flavours

mango lemon smoothie with popping pearls please! 

the 5 year old kid with the exact same order: O-O

connie

CONNIE IS IN A COMPETITION WITH JEAN: WHO CAN CHOOSE THE MOST CHILDLISH FLAVOUR? FIND OUT IN ATTACK ON BOBA!

sparkling strawberry yakult smoothie with 5 helpings of grape popping balls

shit that sounds really good tho-

marco

the third competitor in the immature boba tea flavour context

and somehow he wins

you know those tiktoks where people only order toppings and nothing else?

thats him

but he gets those toppings

orders a maccas ice cream (if the machine isnt broken)

and he pours the ice cream into the toppings

….and then adds macdonalds nuggets

NOM NOM CRUNCH CRUNCH BIIITCH

no one can tell if he genuinely likes it or if hes just tryna out-gross the bois

sasha

bro boba is pricy af

sasha ain’t paying for it 

(she steals it off connie and jean and marco)

a boba menace !!!!

^ that was my nickname in high school

kidding

or am i? 

has a whole ass notes page in her phone rating all of the different flavours 

ranks them all in the most chaotic way possible

in the end, she’d much prefer a proper meal to boba

but she won’t say no to boba everrr

levi

sike u thought

u think this man would ever TOUCH something that, in his words, were a ‘blasphemy’ to the art of tea? 

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA

but does he steal hanji’s just for a teensy little taste?

yeah

poor levi…

hanji

speaking of which

hanji has made it her personal mission to taste every single flavour of boba

with every single topping combination there is in mankind

boba is a lifestyle, not a drink - hanji 2021

her two favourites are lychee black tea with sakura (cherry blossom) jelly + plum green tea with rainbow jelly and black pearls

she always asks for extra sugar on top of the maximum sugar level

cue sugar-buzzed hanji :D 

erwin

i am so sorry in advance for this

at first i was gonna say smth like ‘oolong jasmine tea with black pearls’

something classic yknow

but i gave it further thought and just

he’s definitely choosing the most outlandish, childlish flavours thatll make any sane person puke

he’s the black horse in the ‘most immature boba flavour’ competition

may i please present erwin’s ‘trademark’: oreo yakult smoothie crush with orange flavoured popping balls?

im gagging as i write it but honestly it sounds like one of my period cravings so…yeah

edit: added historia + ymir 

@p4latinus for reminding me and for coming up with historia’s signature drink!! :)

historia

okay well she definitely has a sweet tooth

i can see her really enjoying the brown sugar/caramel milk teas

the really rich, sugary flavours that only the bravest can stand *dramatic music plays*

her signature drink (inspired by @p4latinus !!) is brown sugar creme brulee, with extra sugar :D

she lowkey has the hugest sugar high after it

bouncing around the room while ymir runs after her 

ymir

absolutely hates bubble tea

get that shit away from her

roses are read, violets are blue, if you give her boba, you’ll end up in it too*

*unless you’re historia

historia came up to ymir once with her signature brown sugar creme brulee with big puppy dog eyes

“CMON YMIR JUST A SIPPPPP”

[insert ray william johnson singing “JUST THE TIPPP”]

anyways

where was i?

ymir growls and grumbles for a few hours

(the drink be gettin stale)

but finally caves cause she is #weak

and also a raging lesbian for historia

ANYWAYS I DIGRESS

she takes the sip and immediately wants to die

why is there so much fucking SUGAR 

was this made by a fricking toddler or smth?

but when she looks at historia’s excited face she forces herself to finish the drink and smile

“Yeah, it’s great...! :D” 

and historia is so happy that ymir likes it that now she  always orders ymir a drink to match with hers

so now ymir is stuck drinking this sugary ass drink at LEAST twice a week

is she gonna say anything bad tho?

no

#ymir and historia forever                           

     >>hope u enjoyed! comment who u want to see in part 2. as always, likes, reblogs and comments are encouraged and appreciated 💌                              

[urmomsfavelesbian]

Since you wanted something normal in your inbox I can only think I need to provide.

Jasmine bothers Daya one too many times so now she's against the wall with Daya's hand around her throat. Having her at her mercy, something inside Daya changes. Jas squeezes her hand, and says please. This spurs Daya on to put pressure exactly where her hand is wrapped around Jasmine's neck.

i wanna have smth cool and interesting to add on like the other dayasluts BUT tbh i am too much of a weak mess imagining this :’) and like stupid dumb idiot daya is so tall she would like tower over anyone she had pinned against a wall and it would be so easy for her and her fingers flexing and her eyes flashing all mean and and and i just hhhhhhh brain worms 🥰

[khtrnaak]

god i just watched yeh ballet on netflix and now i have a zukka ballet au fic idea but i know next to nothing about ballet or dance in general so if anyone wants to write this feel free

growing up, ursa always encouraged zuko to cultivate his dance abilities and find an emotional outlet in dance

obv ozai Hated This; once ursa disappears zuko doesnt dare to dance anymore

[insert zuko running away and living with iroh]

on a particularly frustrating day at the jasmine dragon zuko escapes to dance,,, on the roof or smth and iroh sees the way that dance brings the light back in to zuko's eyes

iroh forces zuko to take ballet lessons with his old friend, the Esteemed Ballerino(?) Piandao

this is where zuko meets sokka, a scrappy but passionate boy who is keen on perfecting his art

like zuko, sokka's mother encouraged his love for dance

after kyas death sokka still continued to dance in order to stay connected with her and her memory

hakoda always tried his best to stay involved with sokkas dance career because dance was his first love too

insert sokka going to Piandao wanting to study ballet under him

zuko and sokka end up being piandao's prodigies

they develop a sort of rivalry, constantly competing for piandao's favor

[insert beautiful ballet montage, duet, idk]

feel free to add on to this,, idk anything about dance but i'd love to talk about the possibilities lmao

if you wanna see what inspired this, watch yeh ballet on netflix!!!

[dapple-grey-mare]

atla social media headcanons

(brainstormed with my friend when we were messing around/being completely serious with our love for the characters)

in this modern au, iroh is the fire lord and lu ten is the heir. also, bending and the avatar is still a thing.

beware of shameless sukka and mai lee because those are the only ships i will accept no arguments about. (i’m also a zu/tara and t/aang shipper but you won’t find anything romantic about them in here)

read below the cut because it’s a lot

katara posts aesthetic photos and inspirational quotes on instagram and sokka never stops teasing her about it 

(he won’t admit it, but there are days where he gets super stressed and reads one of her posts and immediately feels better)

sokka keeps posting about suki (they’re not dating yet) and everyone hates it (but also loves it)

he also posts videos of stupid stuff he does alone and with his friends, as well as livestreaming q&a

(katara: sokka you aren’t actually famous)

sokka unironically vlogs

toph posts random pictures (usually of her feet or of the ground) and pretends it’s because she’s blind and can’t take proper pictures and everyone knows she’s just messing with them

but everyone does add alt text to their photos so toph can hear what’s in the photos and captions

the actual reason why toph is bad with instagram is that she wasn’t even allowed to have a phone when she was younger, as her parents thought it would be unsafe for a little blind girl (they were wrong)

the gaang eventually realizes that toph isn’t entirely messing with them and help her through everything

she now knows that she can post videos and will not stop filming her earthbending or her sessions with a blindfolded and vulnerable aang that she beats up in two seconds

aang posts a bunch of pictures of appa (who is a dog? still a sky bison? we don’t know)

zuko and suki don’t have instagram (zuko says it’s because he’s royalty and he doesn’t want to get stalked and suki just likes to do the exact opposite of what sokka tells her to) but their friends continue to pester them about getting accounts

zuko ultimately caves, but as a “fuck you” to all of them, he posts a selfie with suki captioned “say hello to my best friend and the only valid person in my life besides my mother and uncle”

sokka is outraged and he, along with katara because she’s the nosiest, find zuko’s account password, gather all of his friends and family (the valid family members only), take a selfie with all of them, post it with the caption “the best people around” or “the people i love most in the world” or smth uncharacteristically cheesy like that, then wait for zuko to notice

it gets a million likes

he eventually does notice and he swears to delete it but doesn’t

mai also does not have an instagram and she does not cave despite their constant badgering

she does cave, however, when ty lee asks her. she only needs to ask once.

azula is just subtly posting pictures with the royal palace as the background because she likes to flex

every year, katara posts a family picture on mother's day and/or her mom's birthday

also on mother’s day, each member of the gaang (even zuko because he really would do anything for his best friends) posts a picture of katara and very seriously celebrates her as a mother

they do the same with zuko on father’s day

every time aang posts, without fail, everyone in the gaang comments “BABY 🥺🥺🥺” and they refuse to stop

they convince iroh to make an official account for the jasmine dragon to bring in more business, but both iroh and zuko have no idea what they’re doing with it

so the rest of the gaang posts posters and menu items but since they all have different styles, every post is wildly different and customers are really confused

katara is all about the aesthetic and posts pics of her order almost every time, sokka livestreams and sneaks random videos of zuko working, aang actually really tries to help with marketing but it’s all just pictures of the menu which hardly every changes, toph has a schedule for posting pictures of chair legs, suki is the only competent one and with katara’s help, makes cool posters and edited videos

the first time someone tags zuko in a picture on their account, all their followers freak out about the fire nation prince in their game night or cafe outing

since then, they make a point to get zuko in all of their photos

as well as the occasional lu ten or iroh

suki’s first post is a video sokka took of her practicing martial arts with her warriors and at first, she was a little hesitant to exploit the kyoshi culture but kyoshi herself appeared and gave her permission to show off their badassery

since then, she’s posted tutorials and practice/teaching sessions

she’s also a makeup master and she posts standard makeup tutorials too, but she refuses to post a tutorial on the kyoshi makeup look in case people start appropriating it (sokka understands and stops asking her)

katara doesn’t like to show off her bending on social media, especially since it’ll mess up the aesthetic of her account, but once zuko posts a video of him practicing because sokka dared him to (he really can’t resist a dare), katara gets annoyed and does the same

it becomes a competition of sorts, but they never mention it outside of their posts, so the rest of the gaang doesn’t know if they should intervene or encourage it

(toph obviously encourages it, aang is conflicted)

(sokka is secretly rooting for katara, but he likes to annoy her further by cheering zuko on)

it’s pretty neck and neck for a while, but katara is a faster learner and surpasses him

zuko gets really upset with this and decides to post of a video of him practicing with his dao swords, since katara can’t do any fighting outside of her bending

(katara: that’s cheating, you’re a cheater, i hate your guts)

(she doesn’t)

sokka keeps trying to make zuko post a video of the dancing dragon and aang really wants to, but zuko refuses

they all have a shared youtube account with videos of them sparring, playing games, or just chilling

azula is in one of these videos and roasts each of them, and it’s the most liked video on the account

(toph is laughing the entire time but the second azula gets to her, she throws a rock in her face and the video ends)

sokka posts gaming videos and vlogs on his youtube, zuko draws the line at youtube, aang has a camera on his staff and livestreams the view of the ground as he’s flying, katara makes cooking videos, suki is a makeup guru, and toph is their designated guest star when they’re running out of content because viewers love her

every time sokka is in a post with a girl that isn’t katara, he gets shipped with them, so he starts baiting viewers with intentionally vague wording and shots that could be romantic

eventually, sokka and suki start fake-dating to get the extremely pushy viewers off his back, but in pure rom-com style, they fall in love for real

ty lee makes shopping vlogs and makeup hauls and these are the only things mai will say no to her about

one time, suki had toph try and do her makeup... it did not go well

(suki: i swear to kyoshi, you did this on purpose)

a lot of sokka’s vlogs involve him, aang, and toph lounging on the sofa (all of them but zuko share an apartment, zuko is trying to convince his family to let him move out of the palace) watching tv and eating chips

katara and suki hate it but they allow it as long as they clean up the mess

they draw the line once they catch the three of them simultaneously fart

(suki: sokka, i’m dating your sister now)

[wildefluorescent]

For the sleepy prompts: 15 (remember that one childhood friends thing you wrote? This gives me childhood friends vibes) and 1 for obvs reasons. And for the cliches: 1 (bc it reminds me of tgd I’ll admit it), 5 and 8 (It’s more than three I’m sorry but I hope there’s smth interesting here for you) 💕💕

15. „you sleep with the stuffed animal i got you?” „of course” + 5. playing with their hair while their head’s in your lap

thank you so much jasmine!!!! this is assumed to be in the same universe as this, but you don't need to read it to get what's going on lmao

also u can send me prompts from this and this list if u wanna but pls specify

‘Are you nervous?’, Matteo’s words come out a little slurred, as slow as the drag of David’s fingers through his hair.

The only answer is a quiet hum, but Matteo knows David heard his question. It’s just never that easy to know when it comes to him. A moment passes, and then another, every second flowing by with the steady rhythm of their breathing.

’Not really,’ David says, eventually. He cards his fingers through Matteo’s hair once, twice. ‘Well, maybe I am. I just keep forgetting it’s not tomorrow evening already, and I feel so relieved. And then I remember I still have to go through it.’

This time it’s Matteo’s turn to hum. He has his eyes stuck on the back of David’s desk chair, the paint on it peeling a little. If Matteo really tries, he can hear the wind behind the window. He can also hear Laura singing along to the radio in the kitchen, even if he doesn’t try.

There’s no more summer heat to be suffocated by; now the time has come for unexpected gusts of wind and new beginnings taking their breaths away. Not everything is new, not really, Matteo thinks. David and him, they aren’t new. They weren’t even really ‘new’ after that night on the balcony, playing their stupid game and then kissing senseless, and then playing the game again. David hasn’t been new to Matteo for a long time now.

New things are coming, though. Unexpected things, sometimes clutching at Matteo’s throat so hard he has to remind himself to breathe. Matteo turns, looking up from where he has his head pillowed safely on David’s thigh and- David must be feeling a little like that, too; with his hands a little cold in Matteo’s hair and his eyes stuck somewhere outside the window, maybe, thoughts racing a thousand miles an hour.

There are only a couple hours left until David has to get dressed and ready for university, if they sleep that is. If not, there are a couple more hours, or at least Matteo sees it that way; he’s not sure David would.

‘It’s almost tomorrow evening,’ Matteo says, and David’s eyes dart down to him. There’s a smile there, somewhere, pulled tight by the strength of David’s nerves. ‘Just, I don’t know, imagine David from tomorrow evening, and think how great he’s going to feel.’ David raises one eyebrow, as if urging Matteo to go on. Or, maybe he’s just humouring him – whatever. Even then, David always listens. ‘Well, you are him. You’re David from tomorrow, ‘cause you’re the one he’ll feel great because of,’ Matteo carries on, not sure he’s making sense.

David seems to think about it, eyes still trained on Matteo’s face. Back when they were kids, it sometimes made him a little nervous, but it doesn’t anymore. His lids droop closed a little though, and then, suddenly, there’s a kiss being pressed agains Matteo’s forehead, David’s lips lingering a little.

‘And if not, I promise to bring reinforcements,’ Matteo adds, grinning, and leans up a little, as if asking for more affection. David’s fingers are still cold in his hair, but his lips aren’t when he presses them against Matteo’s, slow and careful. And he does it again, and another time, but then Matteo lies back down; there’s only so much support his muscles can provide. David stifles a chuckle, and Matteo decides to let him get away with it. Special treatment.

‘I’ll have Helga with me anyway,’ David answers, his fingers resuming their steady rhythm. ‘I’m sure she’ll scare off everyone I don’t like.’

It takes Matteo a second, but then he looks back up at David.

‘Wait, you still have her? I never see her around.’ That does make David let out that chuckle, and if his smile isn’t the best thing in the world, Matteo doesn’t know what is.

‘You know, she’s got fragile with age. I keep her in a drawer, but she sleeps with me sometimes, when you’re not here.’ David says with a bit of mischief in his eyes.

‘Oh, she sleeps with you? Should I be worried?’

‘I don’t think so. You stay over too much for her to be a threat.’

Matteo pretends to sit up at that, letting out a huff and poking David’s side. He stops struggling when David presses a kiss to his neck though, because, well. Special treatment, and also, Matteo’s not that determined. He can’t hear Laura anymore, so now there’s just wind that Matteo can hear, and only if he tries. And David’s breathing, as familiar as Matteo’s own. He closes his eyes once again, sure that they’re not going to sleep yet, but soon. And after that, only a couple more hours will be left until David has to leave.

‘I hoped you would keep her this long when I got her for you,’ he says, and David must have been sure he was asleep. All those years ago, it feels like another lifetime. Matteo starts suspecting David has dozed off against the wall, but he’s not desperate enough to force his eyes open to check. Eventually, there comes an answer, and Matteo can hear David’s words agains the heaviness of sleep.

‘Well, I hoped you wanted that when I got her.’

[vlindervin7]

is there anything more pretentious than having to recite french translations of shakespeare? the answer is: no

[lucy-dont-give-a-fuck]

Before I go to bed:  StreetMagicRoyalty Future Fic

Just gonna drop this here so i can remember it to later write a fic.

Is a College Au people. 

Mozenrath is a college student, actually living with Hans who is in college too and probably drinks and fucks too much.  He is just trying to survive the hellish mix of school, work, his “Too nice” (he is a cinnamon roll but he won’t admit it) therapist, Luke “Skywalker” Schwartz, his neighbours, his huge crush on Aladdin wich slowly extends to his girlfriend Jasmin (and they start to like them too), his best friend Loki who is in a relationship and sometimes freak outs too much. He just wants to survive this.

Things you’ll probably see:

Too much drinking. 

Moze having a support sistem. HE DESERVES LOVE OK??

OT3 between Moze, Al and Jas, i don’t know how to call it so I’ll go with StreetMagicRoyalty.

Hans dealing with his demonds with sex and wine.

Moze joking with Luke about his newphe Ben. 

Moze and Hans dealing with their shitty families

SIMBAD

Yeah, I’m gonna add Hansoff but it’s gonna be really slow burn or smth

LOTS OF DISNEY CHARACTERS

Thor being a cool bro

Chats inside a closet

And many more!!!