#MUNA for changing me the most

[two-white-butterflies]

coaxed you into paradise - c. 34

Description: The life of Saera Targaryen told in four acts. She was her father's forgotten daughter, cast aside as she looked nothing like her mother. Her younger days were spent beside her uncle. Years following her marriage with Ser Harwin Strong, she catches him in an affair with her older sister. She returns to seek solace in the arms of Daemon, whose loved her all her life.

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My sister and I have always been polar opposites. She was a demure and obedient girl. She always listened to her Septa. She seldom missed her lessons, muña always complimented her obedience and interest in all things that ladies must do. They see her as a paragon of chasteness and virtue, she made it easy to love her.

She looks up at me with those round pleading eyes, and I bend.

Are you allowed to have tarts?" I inquired and she shakes her head. "I have a cough and muña says that I'm only allowed to eat fruits." she responded eloquently, not stuttering in spite of her young age.

I was proud of my sister.

"Nyra," she says my name. "- can you tell me a bedtime story?" she pleaded, grabbing the hems of my gown. I respond with a light chuckle, before settling down on the bed beside her.

When I was your age, Uncle Daemon told me stories too. Of valiant knights and fair maidens, of forest animals and dragons." I cooed, smiling at the thought of Daemon. How long has it been since we've last seen each other? Far too long.

I longed for him - truly.

"Uncle Daemon?" she tilted her head, the name sounding foreign on her tongue. My eyes widen slightly, was she unaware of our uncle's existence? "Our father's brother. He left a year ago to join his wife in the Riverlands." I explained, lifting the blanket to cover half her body.

"- now shall we head off to our story?" I inquired and she hummed. Her eyelids already fluttering as she prepares for her slumber.

"Once upon a time, there was a dragon and a scorpion, they both needed to cross the narrow sea. The scorpion sits atop the dragon, and asks: dragon, may I ride your saddle? I need to cross the narrow sea. But then the dragon breathes her fire and says: No scorpion, you may not for you are a scorpion and your nature is to sting." I tried my best to remember part of the short story.

"The scorpion shakes his head and says: Silly dragon, why would I bite you? I need to cross the narrow sea too, and if I bite you, we will both fall into the ocean. For the first time, the dragon does not follow rational thought, she allows the scorpion to ride her saddle. And when they were about to land in Dragonstone, the scorpion stings the dragon. She says: I trusted you scorpion? Why betray me?"

"- and the scorpion laughs: I am a scorpion and my nature is to sting. You cannot change an animal's nature." I finished, and by then she was burrowed into her sheets.

Only mere minutes away from dreaming. "Did Uncle Daemon tell you this story?" she asked me and I shook my head. "Our kepa shared this story to me before you were born. He said that he dreamt about it." I smiled, remembering the days where there was only three of us.

Muna. Kepa and Me.

"That is why, you must bask in the company of those who can fly beside you. Not those that shall sting you." I warned her, flicking a piece of her hair away from her face. "Goodnight, sister." I whispered - pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I love you, Rhaenyra." she replied.

I smile again. My mother favored her the most. My father only yearned for a son, but I am happy to know that she chooses me, and all circumstances were fine.

It was seven years later when my uncle returned to the Red Keep. I still remember the day that I saw him again. I was standing beside my sister - who was wearing a yellow gown that caused the other ladies at court to make fun of her. She looked like a banana, they said and she came to me running with tears in her eyes.

"Rhaenyra," he calls out to me.

"Daemon." I freeze for a second, only brought to reality by my sister's grip on my forearm. "I apologize, uncle this is..." I introduced them to each other, not taking my eyes off Daemon.

The years have done nothing to his face, he was still as dashing and daring as before. I can still see the same shade of purple in his Valyrian eyes, that same petulance on his lips that I bore too.

I should've known the moment that I introduced them to each other. Daemon always had a certain liking to the gentle ones, and with my sister's Valyrian blood it didn't take a while for him to fall in love.

Instead of spending the entire summer playing chess with my uncle, or walking in the gardens with my sister. They both spent their time in each other's company, no doubt already making jokes that only they could relate to - no doubt riding dragons without me.

And so, I felt alone again.

At the beginning both Saera and Daemon favored me the most, but now they favored each other. Worst of all, I found myself hating her.

I found myself hating the girl that I raised.

"There are rumors about your sister and Prince Daemon." Alicent opened the conversation, she continued braiding my hair. "Pray tell." I paused, intrigued about my best-friend's gossip. "They were together, like lovers, I heard my father talking to Uncle Lancel." she informed and it was like my heart stopped beating.

How was it that he chose her? Everyone at court spoke about my beauty, even called me the Realm's Delight, but Daemon could not see that - he'd rather choose a maiden with silver-gold hair and dull purple eyes to warm his cold nights.

What did she have that I did not?

"Will they be wed, princess?" Alicent inquired.

"I-I don't know." I stuttered, finding myself speechless.

The next time I saw my sister, it was after our mother's pyre. She was standing next to the Weirwood Tree with tears in her eyes. She lost the parent that loved her the most. Now she knows what it feels. "I wonder if in that moment father was happy, because he had the son that he desired." I breathed and she wipes the tears from her eyes.

"Rhaenyra, kepa loves us as much as he'd love his sons." Saera comforted, wanting to take the optimistic route instead of facing the inevitable reality. We both knew that she was bluffing, and if deep inside she did believe her words then time would be a stark reminder.

"We will never be sons, sons are better than daughters." I corrected. "- kepa will have another wife, he'll have more sons and we'll be sent away." I mourned, shaking my head. Our mother had just died, and everyone at court couldn't stop talking about the next Queen.

"His sons will be his pride, and we shall be his joy. A man's pride overweights anything else." I added while gathering my gowns to stand up. Mayhaps, this is the perfect time to offer her some advice.

"Take this as a warning, sister. Stay away from our kepus, if you wish to avoid rumors of your spoiled maidenhead. Maybe then you'll be provided a good match." I warned, before standing up and sitting beside Alicent.

Instead of being punished, my sister was given leeway. She was betrothed to Ser Harwin Strong, who was handsome, and dashing. He always treated me with respect and I must admit, I was jealous of her. Our father was not punishing her, he was rewarding her with this match.

"Your sister is gracious." Harwin muttered, handing me goblet of wine as the festivities ensue. All I could think about was Daemon - how he ended a war just to be here, he was too late. Now he must watch his beloved in the arms of another.

I found myself smiling at him.

Seeing nothing but kindness behind his brown eyes.

"- she was ever vigilant in planning our wedding." he added.

And that conversation was the start of many more conversations. Until one night, my tenderness broke and I allowed sin to enter.

I found myself slowly liking this man. His deep voice, his velvety tone. Everything about him was made to my liking. He was pure and true. He made me forget about Daemon. He made me forget about Saera.

"How is the babe?" he asked, reaching down to press his palms on my swollen belly. A smile paints my lips. "The babe is well," I replied placing both of my hands on my tummy. Fatherhood suited him.

The mere thought of his seed inside my belly made me swell with joy. We were made for each other. "- and his mother?" he inquired, meeting my eyes that were filled with adoration. "She is well, now that you are here." I smile deeper, pressing a kiss on his lips.

There were nights where we spent talking about love, before we were together. The first name that spilled out of my tongue was of Daemon, that I fancied him as a child, but he never reciprocated those feelings. My hands snake towards his chest, wrapping him in a warm embrace.

With Harwin and Laenor and her sons, there was nothing she couldn't do. She could move mountains and drain rivers. All because of them, my boys, the very reason for my existence.

When the news of Harwin's death came to me, the entire world collapsed. The love of my life was swallowed my fire. "Mother," Jacaerys finds his place beside me, grabbing my forearm and I collapsed on the floor. "It cannot be," I cried feeling the air run out of my lungs.

He was my joy. The sun of my life.

"He was burned, my lady." her handmaiden announced, keeping her eyes on the floor, in respect of her lady's grief. "Burned my whom?" I sharply questioned. I would kill for him, one day.

But for now, I needed to live for him.

"There are rumors, my princess, but none of them have been proven true." my handmaiden replied, lips pursed into a thin line. The tears wouldn't stop flowing out of my eyes. "Cunts," I mumbled.

How would I take on the world without my sun? Without the man that made everything possible.

I became cruel after that. I hid in Dragonstone. I refused to leave.

When Saera's son, Daegon, came with the news of Lucerys' death. I knew that I had to have my revenge. I called for mercenaries to murder Prince Aelor, because I wanted Aemond to know what it felt like to lose a son. I wanted their family to break. I wanted them to die.

I see the moon from my bed.

The moon has always been related to the tides, and the tides reminded me of Alyssa and Saera.

The tears pool in my eyes.

"Is someone there?" I raised my voice, seeing someone's shadow sitting on my chair. I reached for the dagger under my pillow, and I rose from the sheets, aiming the dagger at the figure. "Reveal yourself," I commanded - not in fear.

I freeze seeing my little sister.

Silver-gold hair, a perfect nose and light-purple eyes. She looked younger, like how she was before we fell out. "What did you do?" she cried, holding a bundle of cloth, I could hardly make out the visage of the babe in her arms.

And when I did recognize it, my heart sank to my chest.

It was Aelor. He was wet - covered in water. I could smell the scent of salt and sand. "He was kind, never jealous, never angry." she rambled, eyes meeting mine.

"You took him, and I'll never forgive you."

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@gigglytato @daemonskelitsos @delaynew @neenieweenie @rostherightfulheir

[rimunagenius]

(HC) Soft!Naomi Mcpherson x photographer!reader

You knew Naomi since college. Met them before they had met Katie and Josette.

They had been your first friend in college, and since you were majoring in photography, and they were getting their band up and running, you both decided you could be their photographer/media manager.

When MUNA started gayotic, you had been behind the cameras laughing and watching them talk about the funniest topics or the most strangest things. Never on it.

Muna was playing a show in France which meant a long bus ride before the ferry and an impending deadline for a new ep

The three members were about to start the pod, you meddling about in the bus looking for a change of comfy clothes

“Hey, Naomi? Where did I leave my black spandex shorts?” You called from the small hallway

“Yeah, Naomi…where did she leave them?” Josette looked at her bestfriend, eyebrows wiggling

“In my bunk, babe.” Naomi shouted, “We started the pod already, btw.”

“Oh! I’m sorry, thank you, love you.”

You and Naomi started dating after MUNA’s first record came out. You guys had basically been a couple. Kissing and cuddling and sometimes sleeping with eachother ;) had to celebrate records releasing and deadlines being met somehow ;)) WINK WINK 😜

You put on black spandex, your leg tattoos all on display, above ankle white socks, doc marten boot shoes (idk how to describe them..basically their laces boots but ankle boots?) with a black crop top tank so your arm and sternum tattoos are on display (with hair in a half up half down claw clip with curtain bangs out…i wore this outfit today and i loved it LET ME HAVE THIS)

“Y/N, come and talk with us.” Katie shouted into the small doorway of the small room.

“Oh, okay” You walked in, Naomi’s cheeks reddening, smile forming at your look. At you.

“Gorgeous! Do a spin for us!” Josette shouted, her being your biggest hype man

“So, introduce yourself and what you do for us.”

“Uh…I’m MUNA’s photographer and media manager.” You smiled at the camera, this being a filmed ep.

“She’s being modest…she’s our bestfriend and the one and only Naomi’s girlfriend”

“Yes. That I am.” You smiled and look at your partner.

“Prettiest staff member we have. Might kiss her on the lips, among other things…” Naomi said, sliding their glasses down the bridge of their nose to look at you “seductively” while wiggling their eyebrows

Naomi basically has their hands all over you the whole time your on the pod

When Frankie and Gio join, you sit on their lap to make space, Naomi’s hands wrapped around you securely or hands on you hips

“You look so pretty, baby” They’d whisper in your ear when everyone was talking loudly over eachother

or “My pretty girl”

“Okay say bye and then say your name and then ‘I love you’” Katie said after her and Josette said bye

“Bye, thanks for having me, I love you Y/N”

“I love her too” Naomi said, leaning over and kissing your lips before they continued the outro

Getting up after the ep, you stood up infront of Naomi because you were still on their lap, they smacked your ass

“Ow!”

“Oh im sorry, it was just right there…any excuse to touch it” they smiled cheekily

“Haha, very funny” You grabbed the hat on their head, forcing them to stand up

Holding it away until they leaned in to kiss you, their hands holding your waist pulling you impossibly closer to their body

“I accept your apology”

“Oh, I didn’t know i needed to apologize for smacking my girlfriends ass” They stood infront of you, sass all over their face

“Okay, apology acceptance, revoked”

“Okay im sorry. I really am”

“Uh huh”

“Would a kiss better my chances?” they asked leaning in in

“Nuh uh” You rolled your eyes

“Apology sex?”

“There you go, baby. Your getting it now.” You smiled and walked away, blush rising on Naomi’s cheeks once again

[rhaenaspearls]

The Taste of Your Lips is My Idea of Luxury

(Closed starter for @aemond-one-eyed)

His voice echoed in her mind for five days straight.

"No thanks needed Princess, I am glad I could be of help to you." "Because you were busy putting others first, as you always do." “My father is dead…and I fucked up.” "And you're twice as pretty as most people claim." "Thank you, your Highness."

It began the night of the ball to welcome Lady Jeyne's host. Rhaena must've stood dumbfounded in her doorway for a solid thirty seconds, stunned by Aemond's presence, by the gown in his hands, by the fact he had mended it, and even more so that it looked perfect. "I don't know how to begin to thank you," She finally managed to stutter out, taking the black lace and pink pearl gown out of his hands, staring at the garment as if he'd presented her with the same made of solid gold. He had simply smiled, "Promise to wear it...and promise you'll dance with me at least once tonight." "You have my word," she responded breathlessly. Then he left and she slid down the back of the door with the gown still in her hands.

Rhaena lied to her twin and her Muna about how the dress got fixed, telling both her lady-in-waiting and closest friend since the age of six, Lacey Vance, had fixed it that morning. Hours passed the way any typical day would when a ball was to be held that evening, she helped all her siblings get ready, did Baela's cosmetics, and her own hair while her sister repaid the favor, before spending a long while entertaining young heirs, knights, and lordlings all seeking to win her favor, but not searching to know her.

“I was right to want to see you in that dress.” Aemond spoke in barely more than a whisper when he took her next dance with little more than a look towards the heir to House Webber. "You look lovely," She told him, and she meant it, he'd changed into similarly all-black but significantly more formal clothes. After thinking about it for a moment, Rhaena realized this was perhaps the first time she'd ever seen the Prince dressed for an occasion, and it briefly made her breath catch in her throat, just briefly. He stayed with her for two dances, anything else would seem improper, they gossiped lightly about the guests, but mostly passed the time celebrating how perfectly their plans had come to fruition. "I shall see you soon." The tone of his voice made the response to Rhaena pointing out they had reached the end of the time they could properly spend together that night sound like a promise. "I would like that very much, my Prince." Her heart quickened as she used the title, she had said the phrase more times than she could count, but it meant something it never had before; something that no longer meant my liege, but veered closer to my love. Then she walked off to go find Joffrey before Aemond could see her blush.

His voice echoed in her mind for five days straight.

"I'm quite interested in seeing you in it." "If it upsets you, then it does matter." "I think I would trip over your sister again trying to get to our room." "And I'd still rather look a fool than a would-be traitor!" "Then it'll be a pleasure to see you again when you are."

Rhaena did not see Aemond the following day, nor had she expected to, and the following was the same, despite a small, quiet part of her secretly hoping that against both odds and logic, she might. That night, however, when her world was fracturing, reforming, and shifting into something entirely new, faster than she could ever even hope to keep up, was the last moment she was anticipating his presence. Yet, in the hours between dusk and daylight, something solidified between the two of them, something she could hold onto as the ground was shifting under her feet faster than quick sand, something that scared her more than she had ever felt before. How terrifying, Rhaena mused in the silence of her room as she dressed to attend The Queen for the first time, To have something that is not mine...and yet...I am desperate to keep.

She found herself willing him to speak to her, longing for it, though she would not admit such a thing even to herself, as she stood beside her father, siblings, and their new Queen in the long hours of Lords renewing their oaths. Rhaena almost called for Aemond as the Throne Room began to clear of it's final occupants to swear their loyalty, but she could not form the words, she could not risk making herself so known in a hall still filled with over a hundred people. Two more days passed and she did not see him, she'd dared to hope they would run into each other when she went to the Dragon Pit to ride with Silverwing, only to silently curse herself that it was a foolish wish to begin with, because Vhagar had been too large to nest in the pit even before her mother had ridden the Queen of Dragons. That was another thing Rhaena could not express, or admit, even to herself; the thought of Vhagar, her mother's dragon, his dragon...he spoke of her the same, begrudgingly fawned over the beast in the way her Lady-Mother had in her youth...Gods his clothes even smelled the same. It was infuriating, intoxicating, and unreasonably, horribly inticing.

Speaking to Rhaenyra about Aemond the night before the funeral was a relief that nearly brought her to tears, and once her Muna offered the advice she believed her mother would've given in the situation, she did cry from the weight of it all. The following day was the funeral, the first public appearance of the new Queen, the beginning of the end of the long, winding road of mourning for the old King...the first time she and Aemond would be in the same place at the same time since the first morning with Viserys gone from the world, and all the implications that came with that. Her mind was made up before she'd even gotten out of bed the following morning, she was going to find Aemond, to speak with him, to come to some sort of understanding, to simply even begin the process of where they were to go from here when his voice has been occupying every corner of her mind for the past five days.

After the procession, the procedure, and propriety of the funeral ceremony, the proceedings had not even officially come to a close, much less had Rhaena gotten the chance to seek out Aemond, when suddenly she heard the sneering voices of several Lords not much older than herself. They were gossiping, and it was with a skip of her heart, that quickly caused a pit to form in her stomach, with which she realized the Lordlings' snide voices were speaking about her. "Have you seen the girl since this last time the King took ill? With Princess Helaena running her own court now and the new Queen too occupied doing two jobs both meant for a man it's no wonder she believes she's holding this place together, I think she actually may be doing so more than anybody'd like to admit. I mean, her Ladyship is clearly used to doing her stepmother's duty, more of a mother to those children her highness seems so determined to continue popping out while dressing like a whore and acting like a man; at least Rhaena seems to have developed the makings of a proper Princess, if only she'd stop to listen to all those people trying to teach her to keep her mouth shut."

His voice had been echoing in her mind for five days straight, so when she turned to confront the Lord who had the audacity to snicker gossip in her earshot, only to hear the Prince's voice, piping up to defend her, her heart nearly stopped. Suddenly his arm was around her waist as the Prince said words she could barely understand, and for the first time in five days, Rhaena was glad to hear Aemond's voice.

[ariesmusingz]

૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ╱ saves the world sentence starters pt 1 ( created using lyrics from muna's saves the world album. feel free to adjust to fit your muse. )

i want to grow up

i want to put away my childish things

i think that i'm ready to take this song off repeat

i'm tired of the party games

i'm calling their blugg

they always turn out the same

i want to grow old

i want to lay down

i want to let go

i want to grow

so i heard the bad news

nobody likes me and i'm gonna die alone in my bedroom

looking at strangers on my telephone

wouldn't you like if i believed those words?

if i'm born to lose, i'll never try and i will never learn

i've been looking at myself in the mirror

don't leave me now

oh my god, like i'm your number one fan

so iconic

i would give my life just to hold your hand

i'm your number one fan

here's the bad news

i'm coming for everyone and i'm coming on strong

new hair and new shoes

i get what i like because i do what i want

in the thick of it

will you stick up for me?

are you gonna believe that i can do it?

love me in the way that only you can

by my number one

if i see my old friends, we'll go out dancing

if we go out dancing, then we'll go to the bar

if we go to the bar, then there's gonna be drinking

if i drink, i wanna see where you are

i don't see my old friends

i don't go dancing

i don't do most things i used to do

now that i'm thinking about it i did most things to get to you

no one ever told me leaving was the easy part

i gotta stay away

leaving you was easy

now i gotta do what's hard

stay away

if i go driving, then i'll put on music

ig i put on music, then i'll play your song

if i play your song, then i think i'll lose it

end up pulled up at the front of your lawn

i don't go driving

i just stay in

every moment is a fork in the road

all my roads lead back to you

if i turn off the light, then i might start thinking

if i start thinking, i'll think of the time when you said that you love me

you said i was perfect

you said you were sorry

you said you were selgish

if i don't stop it, before i know it all the bad things never happened

you never lied or treated me bad

if you did then you'll wish you hadn't

start believing you were right and i was too dramatic

i gotta leave the light on for tonight

any little misstep, i'll be at your doorstep

talking about forgiveness, giving you my heart back

just so you can break it one more time

i never thought you knew what love was until i heard you sing a love song

with the way that you treat me i had to reach my own conclusions

i thought your heart was stone

i thought you never let your feelings show

who are you singing about now?

you sounded clear as a crystal

you sounded soft as the rainfall

every note was a lump in my throat

i knew i had to hear it all

it was like a dream to hear such a sweet melody

i knew it was for not me

i need to know who

drove to the mountains in the morning

on the way back down, i thought my breaks would broken and the road would end

i would just keep going through the air and into the pacific ocean

i'm just trying to keep my head above water

get enough sleep and drink enough water

i'm so navy blue

i'm so navy blue over you

took a train to a friend's house

feeling shaken

seems like you somehow turn up when i'm at my weakest

don't know what to say so leave it blank like silence

go back home and wait for some new change that's coming

do you know that i've been holding my breath all of this time?

weren't you going to call me when you got back?

was it all lies?

weren't you going to love me if i just did everything right?

i don't know if i like love

i think i've had enough

seems like it's alright for some

it's just i'm not one

consider this my resignation

please consider this an end

deliver this recitation to the one who did me in

i'll never love again

i don't know if i like songs

i think maybe i was wrong

to think i could make it hurt less with a chorus sing-song

consider this, cause this is it

deliver this last performance to the source from which it stems

are you happy?

[iwanthermidnightz]

This Pride Month, Billboard asked artists to write a series of love letters to their LGBTQ fans, highlighting what the community means to them, as people and as artists. Below, MUNA‘s Katie Gavin expresses her affinity for a community that can “bend and transcend” barriers.

My Dearest and Queerest,

This love letter won’t be long enough. There’s too many things I want to say and not enough of a permitted word count. In fact, I wonder how I can express my love for this community in words at all, when words are so often what we strain and rage against — what we bend and transcend. One of the things I love most about us is the way we play with language and identity as if we can change the world that we inhabit, because we can. I delight in our late night living room conversations, where we debate over which words belong to whom, where our belief systems are challenged, where we reinvent our community over and over.

My love for us spills into all the different corners and crevices of the city under our colorful canopy. I love the twinks, the pillow princesses, the stone butches, the leather daddies, the bears, the gold stars, the transmasc lesbians, the closeted queers. The asexuals. The bisexual cis girls with armpit hair. The dolls. The black trans women who unceasingly create a culture and a beauty to which we all aspire. The nonbinary bois who don’t want top surgery and the nonbinary bois who do. The passing and the proudly clockable. The promiscuous and the celibate. The neuro-divergent and the neurotypical. The monogamous and the polyamorous. The queers that are in states and countries where they are safe to live freely, and especially the queers that are not.

One of the things I’m most thankful for about being queer is that it liberated me from fulfilling others’ expectations of me, and forced me to focus on what gives me joy. It also forced me to rely on others’ love and affection, to stop seeing myself as terminally unique. If we are going to survive the sixth mass extinction and live to know the next chapter of this world (lol), I believe it will be partially because we as humans learn how to follow and protect our joy, and how to cherish and invest in community. Ours is not perfect at this yet, but I still think the straights have a lot to learn from us.

What did I say — not long enough. I was just getting started.

Happy Pride. I love you. – Katie

[jasfhercallejo]

We meet again, Bohol!

As beautiful as the Philippines is, many destinations offer mostly sand and surf. But not Bohol. This province is known for unique attractions that you can’t find anywhere else in the Philippines.

Sure, other islands in the Philippines are worth recommending, too, but most boast one or two of the following — white beaches, incredible sites, diverse wildlife, interesting history. Bohol has them all. From wild encounters with dolphins and tarsiers to the incomparable views of the Chocolate Hills, Bohol is a province that is easy to promote. It doesn’t need much sales talk.

We stayed at Coastal View in Panglao, then we transferred to On Board Beach Hostel and Resort for some quiet alone time near the beach. The wedding was at South Palms Resort, and I can attest that this is probably the most exquisite hotel here, next to Bohol Beach Club.

I was tasked with the daunting task of speaking in front of everyone. I wasn't really prepared to cry, so I let the "funny" me take over. Let me share to you guys my speech during the wedding.

"Kamusta naman ang lahat? Nakainom na ba? Kung Hindi pa, ito na yung time. Haha. For everyone's reference, I'm jasfher ako yung favorite friend ng groom and bride. Jk. Haha.

Nung sinabi nila na magssppeech ako, siyempre napressure ako kasi hello 'di ko naman sila close? Ano sasabihin ko dito? Jk. Haha 

Okay kidding aside, sige maybe I'll just start ho I met the bride and the groom. Tagalog yung speech ko so pasensya na. To our foreigner friends, welcome to the Philippines. Haha.

Si brux and karla orgmates ko from UP travel society. Hindi ko din alam paano nabuo yung barkadahan namin, pero I guess we all just clicked and nagkakaayaan na lang kumain, gumala, tumambay ganyan, and the rest was history. So kwentuhan ko na lang kayo muna ng mga misadventures namin para may pulot naman kayo sa speech ko. Haha.

Sa mga travel namin, si karla isa sa mga main organizer, tapos si brux ang aming walking calculator. Sa tamad naming magcompute, si brux na bahala sa hatian, feel namin nagogoyo kami minsan, pero okay lang kasi wala naman kami nung math skills niya. Haha. 

Nung nasa adventurous era pa kami, ang bonding namin ay umakyat ng bundok. Nagbuwis buhay trip kami sa Mt. pamitinan, tapos nagpapicture sa crater ng Taal, nakiparty sa Malasimbo sa Puerto Galera with hindi namin kilala, nagbackpacking kami 8 days sa Vietnam, Cambodia and Thailand na natutulog sa bus dala bagahe, kumain ng scorpion at tarantula, kumain ng happy pizza, nagtemple hopping sa Angkor Wat at sa mga temples sa Thailand, tapos nag 8 days din kami sa Bali, Indonesia ewan ko din paano namin napupull off pero napakadami naming pinupuntahan tapos wala ako sa organizing committee so ang ambag ko talaga ay chumika at magpicture. Haha.

pero sa mga local travel namin, dalawa yung pinaka favorite ko: yung 1) Siargao at yung 2) South cotabato. Yung siargao kasi grabe talaga yun gabi-gabi kami lasing as in tumatakbo kami nina karla sa kalsada tapos hinahabol kami nina brux. Haha. Dun ko din naranasan maghanap ng GoPro sa dagat ng nakaflashlight lang kasi nalaglag nung nagsurfing kami. Grabe talaga yun. Nung South Cotabato naman, natry namin yung highest zipline in the South East Asia, may nadaanan kaming apat na waterfalls ganun kataas. Tapos ang dami naming change costume nag T'boli traditional costume kami, tapos nag abaya and hijab kami nung pumunta kaming Grand Mosque. Very dubai ganon. Haha.

Favorite memory ko sa kanila ay every travel namin, nagsusulatan sila ng postcards. Sabi ko grabe couple goals. Indeed a matchmake in heaven walang distance distance. They will really make way to communicate, and show their love for each other. The yin to each other's yang.

So medyo ang haba na no? haha so summary and summary? Haha. Nakita ko silang nag grow, both literally and figuratively. As in kung may masasabi akong couple na tested by time and distance ay sila talaga iyon. Proud na proud ako tbh na nakakakilala ako ng mga taong kasing galing niyo. sobrang supportive niyong friends, sweet, thoughtful, funny, smart, witty, amazing lahat na. In between those laughters, I know genuine love is there. Sobrang happy ko na nagkatuluyan kayo, and from day 1, alam kong kayo na talaga. I know madaming taon taon pa tayong pagsasamahan, at andito lang kami para sa inyo. Congratulations, Karla and Brux, and i only hope the best for you both. Mahal na mahal ko kayo 💕

Cheers to the brucals!" Probably the best and most heartfelt wedding I've been to. Cryfest. Literally shed buckets of tears. So this is how it feels like to see your close friends get married. I was so lucky to have witnessed this momentous event in our barkada (god and tanda na namin haha)

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

Hey! Welcome!

My name is Rae, and this is my writing blog <3

Currently I'm only writing for Yellowjackets, as that's my interest right now but if that changes I'll update this.

Pronouns are they/she, and I identify as a lesbian.

I'm 19, this is NOT a MDNI account but I'd prefer you be 16+ to dm me <3

TV shows/ movies:

Yellowjackets, Runaways, Stranger Things, IANOWT, 10 Things I Hate About You, Bottoms, Little Women (2019), Glee, b99, The Owl House, Ever After High

Books: She Gets the Girl, The Lucky List, Imogen, Obviously, I Kissed Shara Wheeler, Much Ado About Nothing

Music: Ethel Cain, Phoebe Bridgers, Boygenius, Lucy Dacus, Mitski, The Last Dinner Party, Chappell Roan, MUNA, Sabrina Carpenter, The Cranberries, Hole, Nirvana

Rules/Limitations/Other Info

I'll write either in a bulleted headcanon list, or in the form of a oneshot, but most things won't be more than one part. And if you prefer a certain format be sure to specify, if you don't specify I'll do whatever appeals to me at the time.

I'll write both reader insert AND for ships of real characters. The people/ships I'll write for are as follows:

Natalie x reader

Lottie x reader

Shauna x reader

Van x reader

Tai x reader

Jackie x reader

If requested I may do other characters, but I strictly write sapphic relationships. Basically, I won't write a male reader or for male characters.

Any reader insert I do will probably have mentions of being curvy, as I don't see enough of that in fics. I'll also write most readers as lesbians, but if that isn't for you just lmk in the request and I'll do my best to change that.

I'll also mostly write readers as using she/her, but they/them is also chill. Again lmk in the request.

There will definitely be canon divergence in plot, but I'll do my best to write true-to-character.

This is not first come first serve, I operate on a "do I want to write this" mindset. However, if there are two requests I like, I'll do whichever came in first, well, first.

Feel free to ask me any questions, and I'll answer them!

Requests and asks are always open!

You can find the link to my masterlist here

[lucyfrostblade]

kipperlilly 👻, 😺, 😶 ivy 🎭, 🎶, 😶 ruben 🦾, 🏳️‍🌈, 😶

headcanon ask game !!

thank you! this one is under the cut because it's fairly long

Kipperlilly:

👻 A headcanon about what scares them

i think it would be easy to say that Kipperlilly is afraid of being insignificant which i think is part of it, but i don't think that's the root of issues. in the screenrant interview that brennan did, he says that kipperlilly forced the name "the high 5 heroes" as a way to force camaraderie that they didn't have yet. we also know from jawbone's file on kipperlilly that she wanted to keep the name while everyone except lucy voted against, and that in particular Ivy and Oisin proposed the name change. finally we also know that lucy was "the only one that sort of gets it". to me this comes together to paint a picture of someone who is incredibly lonely and doesn't know how to fix that.

she doesn't want to be alone, and this is what motivates her to me. she'll be useful, and she'll be interesting, and no one will ever leave her again. she's trying to make herself invaluable to her party, this genius mastermind rogue that leads them to glory, so that ultimately they have no choice but to stick with her. it's not even something she's necessarily conscious of, that deep-seated fear she has of being alone.

i think it makes the fact that she's the only one that stays dead after the plan and the fact that she willing took the shatterstar even more tragic, because she's ended up exactly where she feared most: alone and unremarkable (not to me, kipperlilly copperkettle you will always be famous to me)

😺 An animal related headcanon

in middle school, kipperlilly's parents took her to an animal shelter and they adopted a cat. the original idea was to get a dog, a really affectionate and energetic dog to help bring her out of her shell and relax to a certain extent. she ended up falling in love with this small orange cat that she names peaches, a name she is embarrassed by once she gets older. when the shatterstar plan starts in full force, and all the rat grinders end up at ruben's house, peaches stays at kipperlilly's house. she doesn't need the comfort or the affection from him anymore, she's beyond that she tells herself. her parents send pictures and she pretends she doesn't miss her stupid orange cat. he still sleeps in her bed, waiting for her to come back.

😶 A random headcanon!

i am a big fan of the idea of kipperlilly becoming a devil in hell post-canon. she would thrive there, i think, and really just lean into all her worst traits. just slowly climbing the ranks of hell and amassing more and more power and finally mattering in the ways she always wanted to be. it's easier for her to pretend that she's not so lonely, to ignore that she got everything she wanted and she still craves something else, that underneath it all she's still just a lonely high school junior.

Ivy:

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

ivy lies to herself more than she lies to anyone else, i feel. not that she's necessarily truthful to other people but it's rarely if ever an outright lie, more so manipulating the truth. but with herself? she'll push down her feelings and convince herself that she doesn't actually feel that way.

🎶 A headcanon about music

if you ask ivy she listens to rock music, something paramore-esque and maybe some pom pom squad if she wants to seem more indie in music tastes, but in her heart of hearts? she loves pop music. wireless earbuds are her best friend because now to doesn't have to worry about oisin pulling her earbuds out and like .5 of siena liggins, rina sawayama, muna, sofya wang, or chappell roan playing. she thinks it ruins her mystique if anyone finds out she listen to sapphic pop music

😶 A random headcanon!

in the yellowjackets trg au that is constantly rattling around in the back of my head, ivy is the natalie—the reluctant leader and the one who knows the most about actual survivial—to lucy's lottie and kipperlilly's misty.

and then bc i have no idea if you have any context for yellowjackets, in the doomed space crew trg au that is also constantly rattling around on my brain, i have her down as the pilot and oisin as the captain. she's next in line to be in charge if anything happens to him, and outwardly she's super confident about it, but really she doesn't want to consider 1) anything to happen to oisin and 2) actually having to make the tough calls

(if you are curious kipperlilly is the engineer, lucy is the medic, mary ann is security, ruben is the botanist, and i am not sure where to put buddy yet)

ruben:

🦾 A disability headcanon

bro has the worst vision in the world. he doesn't ever wear glasses in public, used to wear contacts but he wore them too much and he's now banned from wearing them and his eye doctor will no longer prescribe them. he makes lucy or oisin read every menu to him. he'll wear them only in private and only to write and learn new music.

i also think he has chronic hand and wrist pain, the sort that existed before he started playing guitar but is 100% worsened by it. lucy used to remind him

🏳️‍🌈 A sexuality headcanon

i think he's bi, mostly dates women to the point where for a while everyone assumes he's straight but then he casually mentions a hookup with a dude. i don't think he puts much thought in romantic partners or their genders, he just dates people.

😶 A random headcanon!

on a very objective level i understand that the irl music that ruben's band makes is very evidently just mcr but i personally think it's funnier if my clerical gnomance makes music similar to waterparks: "I'm sick of all this how'd you get your band name? / Is that your real first name? / Can you text and can you follow back cause it's my birthday? / No one cares what I want, just what I've got / And if we sit and count it up it's really not a lot" is such a "i'm getting mobbed for autographs" verse and you cannot convince me otherwise.

also he would have an elaborate inside joke that one of the members is an infamous serial killer that's really popular in the fandom until the shatterstar stuff becomes known and then it's just awkward. they don't stop making the joke tho. (lucy finds it funny, personally)

post shatterstar i think he leans more towards music like laura jean grace's, reconciling his pre-shatterstar, shatterstarted, and post-shatterstar selves into some angsty and anger soulcrushing tunes ala "I am a burning church / I am artifice and years collapsing / I have not yet become all that I will be"

[anyalovesu]

tolerate it.

ix. i know my love should be celebrated

— “but then, i also changed. probably more than he did. leon was meeting a stranger more than i was when i met him again after four years.”

“Hindi pa ako ready umuwi,” Eli sighed, hugging Leo closer as they sat on the warm sand watching the waves crash to the shore under a tree shade. “Ikaw, bubs? Gusto mo na ba umuwi si Ninang?” 

The toddler babbled, wobbling as he tried to stand up by holding onto Eli’s shoulders. “No, ‘wi ninam.”

“Oh, ayaw daw,” Leon laughed, caressing the back of his head as the kid chuckled, proud of himself for what he just said. “P’wede namang hindi muna. Anak ka ng may-ari, Eli. You can virtually do anything you want.”

“Dadami ang gagawin ni Ynes if I don’t go back sa city agad,” Eli replied, dejected that she had no choice but to go back. “Sinalo na nga ni kuya ang mga gawain ko this week.”

“You can afford to lose more days, Eli,” he sighed beside her. “Hindi gugunaw ang mundo kung hindi ka makakapagtrabaho ng isang linggo.”

“I know that. I just don’t want to be an inconvenience sa office, they’re already taking up too much work for me dahil ang dami kong ginagawa outside of work. Nakakahiya nang dagdagan pa ‘yon.” 

“Hanggang kailan mo sasabihin ‘yan? Paano kapag may anak na tayo? Or may emergency?”

It took a while before Elijah got to respond to that with something snide like she usually would. She doesn’t know why it still shocks her to hear Leon say the most out of pocket shit she’s ever heard but it does. It’s Leon! He’ll always speak before he thinks. This time it wasn’t something weird though. 

Kids. With Leon.

The idea of it did not seem repulsive. Especially after seeing Leon play with Leo all day, how gentle he was and how caring he seemed looking after a dependent child, it didn’t trigger her like it did when her papa brought it up the first time. After all, much like her to Cielo, Leon basically raised Bianca as well. He was bound to be great with kids in one way or another.

However, all thoughts aside, Eli chose to take it lightly as he intended it to be.

“What makes you think I’ll let you knock me up, ha?” Eli laughed at him, playfully hitting his arm.

That flustered Leon. He didn’t think of that when he said it. “Situation kasi ‘yon!” He tried to defend himself but his face had already turned a shade of crimson to even think of a way out of the hole he dug himself. “Ito! Ang dumi dumi mo!”

“Ako pa? You were the one who brought it up!”

“Hindi naman nga kasi ‘yon ang ibig sabihin ko!”

“And I was just asking!”

Leon never thought of it before. Having to be that kind of intimate with Eli was something that might’ve crossed his mind when he was a horny teenager, but he has conditioned himself to think that was just plain wrong—and that’s how it’s been. Since then, it has never crossed his mind to wonder what her lips would taste like, or how they would feel against his, or how her cheek would feel like when he would hold her face while they’re at it—maybe even how the rest of her body would feel like when they are both hot and bothered. He didn’t think of it.

Or so he thought.

His mouth forms an ‘O’ when he realized that he does know now what half of that felt like—what her lips would taste like, how it feels—how her cheek would feel when he holds her while they’re at it.

And now he craves it again. 

He can’t help but stare at her smiling face, so peaceful for someone who’s been through a lot—he cannot believe it’s bothering him right now that he’s thinking of things that he wants to do if they do end up in that situation. It did not help at all that she’s never looked more unreal than right now, when she’s holding Leo like she probably would if it was their own child.

God. He was stupid to pretend that it was just a “situation”. He did want to have a family with her, raise three kids probably, like both of them had in their own families. He wants to see her teaching their kids to paint like she does so effortlessly—or play guitar, or sing, or play bewitching classical pieces on the piano. He wanted to have kids with her, build a family that wasn’t too far from how they were raised, but different at the same time, because this time they will be there for their children unlike their parents were.

“Do you want to have kids?” she blurted out, snapping him out of his trance. He looked at her fondly… he has never said ‘yes’ to a question that quick before. He was sure of it. 

“Ikaw pa rin naman ang masusunod, katawan mo ‘yan eh,” he added, unfolding his arms from his chest to help Leo walk over to him from where he was sitting in front of Eli. “Pero kung ako ang magdadala ng mga bata, yes, gusto ko magka-anak. Ikaw ba?”

“Mga?!”

“Three, para parang kami nila Kuya and kayo nila Kuya Santi,” he chuckled. “Ang saya kaya maging middle child. So underrated.”

“Favorite ka kasi,” she snorted.

“Favorite ka rin naman ni Tito Zaldy at ni Myla, ah?”

“Only when he knows he’s done something wrong,” Eli sighed, feeling the sadness dawn over her again after her mind flew back to their texts this morning. “Only then maalala na n’ya na he has to make it up with me, give me something as consolation. Alam mo naman na ‘yon, hindi ka naman ibang tao. Your parents were there for me more than mine were— pero mine were very involved  in Kuya Santi’s and Cielo’s life.

“And Myla has passed already,” she continued, “Wala nang may favorite sa akin. But that’s fine. I can do well naman on my own. I’ve survived 22—fuck 23 na—23 years, nakaya ko naman— well, you were there for most of it, the past four years lang hindi. Pero I’ve done well naman. I’m proud of myself for that.”

“I’m proud of you rin dahil doon,” Leon smiled at her, a soft one, feeling his heart soften as well upon seeing how much Eli has grown in the last four years. Her growth might’ve been headed away from him, but she grew—on her own for that matter. That’s a big thing.

“Nak! Luto na ang pagkain, baka gabihin pa kayo ng uwi! Halina kayo rito!”

Leon was once broken out of his trace when Dolores called from the house, making the both of them stand up, Leon picking up Leo as the child clung to him while they walked back to the house.

They met Rico and Malaya, Leo’s parents, inside of the house. Apparently, Malaya came home early from her day job as a stay-in house helper in the nearby town and managed to help Dolores cook the feast that was in front of them right now. 

Malaya could not help but gush at how her baby’s name was co-incidentally was a play of both Leon and Eli’s name. Now, the ongoing joke that Eli wants to be Leo’s godmother might actually come to life, as they are now invited to Leo’s christening a few weeks after their own wedding. 

“Matagal na kayo?” Malaya asked her as they stood on the sink, while washing the dishes. “Nababanggit kayo sa amin ni Tita pero hindi pa po kita nakikilala sa personal.”

“Girl, magkasing edad tayo, drop the po,” Eli chuckled at her as she glanced back to Leon who’s bringing down their bags from their separate rooms, contemplating whether she should tell Malaya the truth. Mamay hasn't told her yet, that’s why she’s asking. Maybe it was for the better than some people would not know the entire thing. That being said, Eli decides to tell her the same half truth that she told her wedding organizers, “Ngayong taon lang. Pero magkababata kami.”

“Ang cute naman noon,” she giggled. “Paano n’yo nafigure out na gusto n’yo na magpakasal?”

Pinilit kasi kami. She wanted to say but did not have the guts to.

“When you know you know,” Eli told her. “Ganoon rin siguro kayo ni Rico? Ang bata n’yo rin nagpakasal.”

“Nagkaroon na rin po kasi ng Leo,” she smiled. “Hirap rin pala nang nauna si Leo. Kinailangan kong tumigil sa pagaaral para magtrabaho para sa anak ko, hindi kasi kaya ng sweldo ni Rico ang mga gastusin para kay Leo. Isang taon nalang sana sa Interior Design kaso hindi talaga kaya. Hindi nga pala tayo bubuhayin ng pagmamahal lang. Nakakahiya po kay Ma’am Carmine. Lola n’yo po kasi ang nagpapaaral sa akin. Nagiwan po ng pera ang Lola n’yo na sapat hanggang sa makagraduate ako, tininabi ko nalang muna. Para makapag tuloy pa  rin ako kapag ka medyo hindi na ganoon kagastos si Leo.”

Elijah never had that kind of problem. She had the money, but rarely ever had love. Not from her parents, especially now that the love that used to come from Isaac no longer feels real at all. Everything seemed solvable by money but her need to be loved.

“Kayo ga? Kabata n’yo pa rin!” She asked.

Eli thinks back to the time during highschool when she realized that there’s no one in this world that will get her like Leon ever will. No one will ever memorize her algorithms and mishaps like he will. At one point Leon even jokes, a classic one from the books, that if by the time they reach the age of 30 and they still didn’t have partners, they would consider getting married for the money. But that’s what it is now. At 23, getting married for the money. Though the money isn’t for them, really. It was for the hotel that their family businesses were trying to expand to Cebu.

“Siguro hindi ko lang rin talaga nakikita na iba ang makakasama ko for that matter. It’s always been me and Leon,” Eli replied. “His parents were already mine too long before all these. Siguro alam na rin talaga sa amin na noon palang dito rin kami matatapos.”

“Cute,” she giggled again, finishing rinsing the last plate on the sink.

“Eli!” As if on cue, Leon enters the kitchen with Leo clinging to him while he sits on his hip. “Magba-bye na daw ang baby!”

Eli smiles at him fondly, removing her apron before taking Leo into her arms. “Will you miss Ninang, my love?”

The little boy nodded eagerly, tears forming in his eyes as he realized that Eli and Leon were about to leave. “Magiging mabuti siguro kayong magulang ano?” Malaya smiled at them as she wiped the tears from her son’s face. 

“Update us about the binyag, we’ll be there, Malaya. Okay?”

“Sure po–” she was cut off by Leo suddenly wailing reaching her for her. “Ay nako, ang bata na ‘yan. Uuwi naman si Ninang at Ninong uli!”

“We’ll be back okay?” Leon chuckled at him, kissing the top of his head since he could not bother moving from where he buried his head on Malaya’s neck. “Babalik kami ni Ninang Eli, Leo.”

But Leo only ended up crying more.

“He’s gonna cry himself to sleep,” Eli laughed as she caressed his head one more time before tugging at Leon’s shirt. “Iiyak ‘yan lalo kapag nagising uli at andito pa tayo.”

“Ang dami nyo pong alam sa mga bata ano?”

“Kailangan alagaan ang mga bunso eh,” Leon chuckled. 

“Ah! Kapatid n’yo nga pala po si Bianca Park ano? Yung nasa commercial ng SM?”

Leon felt his heart swell upon the fact that his own little sister has really made a name for herself just from her own hard work. He nodded proudly at Malaya. 

“Tuwang tuwa si Leo palagi kapag nakikita n’ya ang commercial na ‘yon!”

“Isasama namin next time,” Leon smiled at her.

-

“You said I didn’t know why you were going home kahapon noong nagpipilit ako sumama,” Leon mumbled as they sat in the afternoon traffic sa Tagaytay, enjoying the warm pink skies of the afternoon in Tagaytay as they drove home. “Did you really think makakalimutan ko na magbbirthday ka?”

Elijah just looked at him, shocked that he was bringing it up. Truth be told, Leon has been thinking of asking that before they even reached Batangas yesterday, but she seemed too distraught with the news with Isaac. He feared he’d add more salt to the wound if he asked, so he held back. 

“I celebrated your existence from the very beginning. For 19 years of your life, I have been there, Ellie. Did you think it didn’t matter to me?” Leon continued upon realizing that Eli wasn’t doing anything to defend herself. It was very Elijah to let everyone critique her and she’d just sit there, allowing people to just point out everything wrong with her. “I mean, you have every right to assume na hindi ko maaalala. To be fair, apat na taon rin akong wala. That’s on me. But I remembered your birthday doon sa mga taon na wala ako. And I’m here now. Hindi ko makakalimutan ‘yon.”

“I just didn’t think it was worth celebrating,” Eli replied honestly. “It’s just another day. Actually, it’s surprising they’re throwing a dinner party for me. I suppose you got the email rin kaninang tanghali? I found it out kela Ynes, earlier bago nila sabihin sa akin through our family groupchat. Funny. All of a sudden, probably because I was an instrument to the company’s expansion, mahalaga na ako. I was worth celebrating na. Besides, I’ve celebrated it with Myla ever since.”

“And me,” he mumbled quietly. “You should be celebrated, Ellie. You deserve that more than you want to admit.”

The car ride was quiet as they let the soft love song play on Elijah’s shuffle playlist. It wasn’t too long until she was peacefully sleeping on the passenger seat with her blanket and neck pillow comfortably wrapped around her. Leon couldn’t help but steal quick glances whenever they stopped at a red light to admire the calmness beside him. 

That was the same woman he slept next to last night but of course she wouldn’t remember that. She slept too well and deeply from how she sobbed until she basically passed out. He knew she only remembered that she fell asleep next to him like they used to and thought he’d gotten up when she was asleep. 

But Leon remembers everything, even the tone of her breathing and the pace of his own heart beating as it slows down from its frenzy when she laid her head on his chest while she cried. Every single detail about that night haunted him in the most beautiful way because he doesn’t know when he’ll ever get to feel that comfortable again now that they are returning to their normal lives. 

Will she stay up late in the office again? Avoid him like she did the past few weeks before yesterday? Pretend like he doesn’t exist again?

—

“Are you okay?” Leon asked, reaching for her hand under the table, leaning closer just so she would hear him properly. Her hands were clammy and cold, shaky even—that alone is enough to confirm that she isn’t feeling very well with the entire situation back in the Yang Residence, but he still wanted to hear from her that she wanted help.

Leon’s heart breaks at the small head shade that she gave, squeezing his hand slightly, feeling her manicured nails dig lightly on the back of his palms. “A bit on edge, sorry.”

Truth be told, she was just waiting for things to get worse. Waiting for an uninsured announcement that's gonna make her life even more complicated than it is like the last dinner party that happened. The time is dragging by so slow and they just wouldn’t announce it right away. Elijah was sitting on the edge of her seat waiting for it, just so she could say that she was ready to hear another one of her parents’ absurd ideas.

“Alis muna tayo or kayo nalang muna ni Ynes?” He asked, though he very much hoped that she would pick him and to his surprise, she agreed to go with him. 

He then composes himself and glances at the dragon on the table, Soren Yang, politely, and smiles at him. Soren, much too immersed his delight that his daughter and Leon are doing well with each other, raised his eyebrows in the same polite manner, and asked why. “Medyo masama po ang pakiramdam, magpapahangin po muna.”

Soren nodded, “No problem, dear. Be back though, isserve na yung dessert in while.”

Leon offers stands up, tall and composed before helping Eli up as well. Everyone coos at the sight. “Aye! Protection okay? Hindi si Eli ang dessert!” Tobi playfully chuckles, making Bia, who is sitting next to him, slap his shoulder. “Ang bastos ng bibig mo, okay? Nasa harap ka ng pagkain!”

Everyone giggles at Bianca, their attention shifting on the young girl and how good her table manners are—how good she was raised. Elijah cannot help it, but she sees herself so much in Bianca. It then reminds her of why this marriage must be done. If it’s not her, it’s gonna be Bianca or Cielo or either of their brothers.  It would ruin her to think that she allowed for that to happen.

“Hinga muna,” Leon smiled at her as soon as they reached the garden, the both of them sitting on the swing of their old playset.

Oh, that old playset. Countless memories of the both of them knocking each other out of the swing whenever the other pushed too hard. All the scrapes and bruises they had as children, most of them were because of this exact playset.

Now they’re all grown. Set to marry in a few weeks or so.

Despite Leon’s reminder, Elijah only finds it harder to breathe as she looks around reminiscing everything they did here as children. They were no longer children anymore.

“Hala s’ya,” Leon worriedly stands up and walks over to where Elijah was sitting, beginning to hyperventilate. “Tayo ka.”

Elijah knows that method too well, where Leon was going to hug her as tight as he could until the pressure signals to her brain that she is safe and nothing wrong is going to happen. “Bilang ka hanggang 12 tas pabalik.”

It always worked with Leon, without fail. But no one else was able to do it besides him. Not even her own brothers or any of her girl friends were able to successfully do it. They always resorted to just frantically searching for her rescue inhaler to help with her attacks 

“It’s not gonna work,” Eli managed to argue while her hand was curling up on the skirt of her dress as she desperately tried to regulate her breathing on her own but it only got worse with every passing second. Her own heartbeat was flooding her ears and her senses were beginning to cloud, only focusing on the fact that something might happen.

“Sumunod ka nalang muna, for once okay? Tigas ng ulo mo kahit kelan,” Leon sighed, pulling her up by her sides before engulfing her in a tight hug. “Bilang,” he orders, which Elijah does in her mind, but instead of counting to 12 and back like she was asked to, she found herself counting the steady beats of Leon’s heart instead, distracting her from the thumps of her own heart.

“Ang hirap mo kalingain, Elijah,” he sighed. “Kailangan makipagaway sa’yo palagi para magpaalaga ka. Hindi naman p’wedeng ganoon. Palagi tayong magaaway kung palagi kang gan’yan.”

“Nakakapikon ka naman kasi talaga.”

“Touche,” he chuckled softly, still maintaining his tight hold on her. “But that’s how I am dati palang. It’s not gonna be Leon if I don’t piss you off.”

Bits of Leon still lingered, she thought. She was so consumed by the fact that it was Leon who walked away first that she didn’t get to see that Leon was still Leon when he was with her and it took him quicker to adjust than she did. Maybe she played the victim to well to notice that Leon was having a hard time with her too and it wasn’t just her.

Nawalan rin si Leon. 

Unlike her, Leon lost Margot. The goddess herself. The most ideal woman that Elijah has probably met in her entire life. Margot was a lot to lose. 

And Isaac, he probably was just waiting for the perfect moment to break it up with her and be with Louisse. Someone who understood him better than Elijah ever will. Someone who never complains that he’s too busy, because they are busy together. 

But that’s besides the point. Leon was still Leon. Eli was the one who changed so much. So much that what used to be normal did not feel normal anymore to the point that Leon did not seem like Leon anymore. Leon wasn’t the stranger she thought he was in the beginning. She was the stranger meeting Leon again and not the other way around.

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m sorry,” she blurted out, eyes spaced out as she continued listening to his heartbeat like her life depended on it, breaths finally getting lighter and slowed down.

“For what?”

“For being a terrible person these past few weeks– the past month,” Elijah sighed, closing her eyes as she tried to maintain the calm breaths when she found a lump in her throat when she tried to explain. “This is hard for you rin. I was just really heartbroken that my life was being meddled with nanaman—but it’s not a good reason for being an asshole—for not coming home for dinners, for leaving you before you’re up—”

“It’s okay, Eli,” Leon mumbles before kissing the top of her head. “I understand.”

“Kahit na.”

“I’m forgiving you,” he replied. “I was an asshole rin for leaving you before and making you think na I’m always going to do that. Quits na tayo. Kailangan mo nang patawarin rin ang sarili mo.”

Elijah looks up at him. Leon's heart quickens its pace, Elijah can hear it but it doesn’t make her heart thump like it did a few minutes ago. Leon stares at the soft features of her face, especially her glossed over eyes, as she looks up at him fondly.

“Iiyak ka nanaman,” he chuckled, pressing a firm kiss on her forehead. “Iyakin.”

“Ikaw rin naman,” Elijah playfully hits his chest to retaliate even though it was true. She was a crybaby. They used to joke when they were kids that Elijah’s first response to everything is to get overwhelmed and cry. But her emotionality ultimately made her the great artist that she is right now. Sheer talent and the ability to project emotion to art, apparently was a favorable trait to have, she learned from the past art conventions that she has joined. “Umiiyak ka na rin e!”

“Napuwing ako,” he joked, reaching up to wipe the forming tears on the corner of her eye. “Puwing lang ‘yon. Tunay ‘yung iyo oh.”

“Tama ka na,” she laughed, finally finding her arms wrapping around Leon, returning his embrace that has loosened now into a hug instead of a squeeze for deep pressure. “Either way, I just wanted to say na I missed getting to talk to you like this. I’m sorry I changed a lot.”

“You grew, Ruby,” Leon replied to her. “Maybe hindi patangkad, but you grew. Maybe not in the same direction as I did, as everyone else did. But you grew. At your own pace. In the way that you wanted to. ‘Yun ang mahalaga. And dapat cinecelebrate ang mga ganoong bagay, hindi inihihingi ng patawad.”

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[nickeverdeen]

Hii! Could i request a matchup from tlou universe (either part 1 or part 2, whichever one you decide on)

I’m a femme lesbian, and use she/her pronouns

I’m 4’9 and quite skinny, and absolutely zero muscle whatsoever, like opening a water bottle is a whole workout for me. I’m mentally I’ll and neurodivergent, as well as having chronic pain. I’m a model, but in my free time I like to bake/cook, do crosswords and puzzles, garden, and spend time in nature. I have a very hyper-feminine style, like I do not own a single piece of clothing that isn’t pink, white, yellow, or something pastel, and literally only have one pair of pants in my whole wardrobe that I only wear when it gets cold, yet I am, ironically, always cold. I have really long, wavy hair, big gray doe eyes, and always wear pink lipstick + lipgloss. I usually spend anywhere between an hour to an hour and a half on my hair and makeup daily. Makeup, hair, and fashion occupy most of my time, yet my type is women who literally have no clue about anything when it comes to things like that. Butches/studs and mascs are literally the greatest creation on earth.

Most people hear I’m a model, and that I like fashion and makeup and whatever and assume I’m some stuck up, rich bitch, but I’m literally the polar opposite. I would much prefer to be somewhere like the countryside, or in the mountains or something like that, than anywhere in the city. I’m such an introvert and barely ever leave my house, if it’s not for modelling, grocery shopping, or volunteering at my local soup kitchen. Like I couldn’t tell you the when last time I went out was. I love spending time in nature like I said, but that nature is mostly just my own garden and backyard.

I absolutely love cats, I have four of them, and they’ve all been adopted from the shelter. I also love collecting things, like trinkets, letters, stuffed animals, etc. I love romcoms and animated movies (like studio ghibli, Disney etc, but no I am not one of those weird Disney adults, I just watch the movies sometimes😭) and absolutely hate horror movies and action movies. I’m like the worlds most sensitive person, like I’ll cry over ANYTHING, if someone just changes the tone of their voice while talking to me, I instantly assume they suddenly hate me/ are mad at me and I’ll start crying, but also somehow find it kinda hot if someone is like teasing me, or playfully ‘bullying’ me. My type is someone very opposite to me really, so I guess opposites really do attract.

I also have a vinyl collection, and just listen to pretty much any kind of music, except for hip hop/rap, metal and electronic really. I don’t really like country music either unless it’s Taylor Swift. My music taste is basically the stereotypical lesbian music (Hozier, girl in red, Julien baker/boygenius, Chappel roan, MUNA, etc…) but also some random artists sprinkled in like Frank Sinatra, and Beethoven, like my music taste is all over the place, pretty much anything from the 30’s up until now, with some classical music too

Anyway, sorry if this is too long, you definitely don’t have to do this matchup, or get to it quickly, just take your time. I hope you have a great day/night and thank you so much if you do do a matchup!! <3

Your TLOU(2) match is…

Ellie Williams

Ellie would be extremely protective of you, knowing that you’re not very strong and have chronic pain

She’d make sure to do any heavy lifting and wouldn’t let you strain yourself

Even though Ellie isn’t the best cook, she’d love helping you out while baking or cooking

She’d probably mess up a lot at first, but you’d guide her, and it would always turn into a fun, messy time together

Ellie would love your cats and would probably end up adopting a few more with you

She’d joke about becoming “crazy cat ladies” together in an apocalypse

Knowing how you’re always cold, Ellie would constantly offer her jacket or cuddle close to keep you warm, especially during chilly nights

Ellie would tease you about your hyper-feminine style but would secretly find it adorable

She might even try on some of your pastel-colored clothes or accessories just to see your reaction

She’d sit with you while you played your vinyls, sharing her own music recommendations and talking about which songs remind her of you

Sometimes you’d just sit in comfortable silence, letting the music fill the room

Ellie would definitely “bully” you in a playful, teasing way, knowing you secretly liked it

She’d enjoy making you blush and then showering you with compliments right afterward

During your time together, Ellie would always be on the lookout for little trinkets, letters, or stuffed animals to add to your collection

It would become her personal mission to find something cute for you whenever she went on a supply run

Ellie would constantly compliment you on your appearance

Even though Ellie didn’t know much about gardening, she’d love hearing you talk about it and would start helping out in your garden just to spend more time with you

She’d be there for you during moments of anxiety or sensitivity, offering comfort and reassurance

Ellie would be your anchor in moments of emotional overwhelm, knowing how deeply you feel things

You’d have movie nights where you’d watch romcoms or animated films together, and Ellie would secretly love it, even if she pretended not to

She’d hold your hand during the sad parts and occasionally sneak in a kiss when you got too emotional

Even though you’re not the strongest, Ellie would patiently teach you some survival skills, like how to shoot a bow or defend yourself

She’d make sure you felt capable, even if you rarely needed to use those skills

Given your love of music, Ellie would share some of the songs she knows on her guitar and even sing with you sometimes

It would be your shared way of winding down

Ellie would joke about how she’s your “human heater,” always there to keep you warm

She’d love wrapping you up in blankets or pulling you close during cold weather

Ellie would be fiercely loyal to you

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Tag List: @callsignwidow

[his-saiko]

It's More Fun in the Philippines

Mga Kababayan... TURN UP!

Mabuhay, Madlang People!

Ako'y iyong host para sa pagdiriwang natin ngayon, Alfi, mula sa Perlas ng Silanganan, Pilipinas! [I'm your host for this event, Alfi hailing from the Pearl of the Orient, Philippines.]

Tinatawag ko ang atensyon ng aking mga kababayan upang makisama sa kasiyahan. Handa na ba kayong matuklasan ang kanilang mga gawa? [I'm calling for the attention of my fellow people to join in the fun. Are you ready to see their works?]

Iwagayway na ang bandera! Rock en' roll hanggang umaga!

Rules:

Alam na. [You already know.] This is to celebrate Pinoy pride. Wag muna natin isipin ang ating mga problema at magsaya. [Let's stop thinking about our problems first and enjoy.] Anything Pinoy from food, songs, and culture(pop or not), we just have to share it.

Actually, no matter who you are if you have knowledge of our culture you can join in. Just be sure you're above 18.

Fandoms: Bungou Stray Dogs, My Hero Academia, Tokyo Revengers, Jujutsu Kaisen, Honkai Star Rail, Haikyuu, Genshin

Artwork and/or written. SFW, NSFW, DC. Any genre (fluff, angst, crack, etc. Please tag appropriately.

No word limit for written works but please use the keep reading/readmore function when it exceeds 500 words

You can only apply for one(1) character per fandom. First come, first serve. I will only allow two(2) works for one character with both art and written counted.

I'll be having categories for this just send in an ask if you want to join: Galerya, Konsiyerto, Kainan.

Galerya will showcase artworks and other nonwritten works.

Konsiyerto will exhibit written works [both with and without song prompts]

Kainan will feature both works centred around food.

Format: Have a brief description of what the centre of your work is. (e.g. Adobo - one of the most common dishes in the Philippines, etc.) If you're going to use a song prompt, strictly use original Pilipino music (OPM) and Filipino artists. *ahem* Bruno Mars *ahem* Songs sung in English are okay. Please credit the artist. Songs cannot be repeated.

Deadline: August (in celebration of "Buwan ng Wika") but really within this year. Pinoy pride 24/7/365. Later submissions can be moved to next year's event (planning to make this yearly 🤞🏽 hopefully)

Send an ask if you wish to join. You can only DM me for changes and updates in your work/s. Tag me @his-saiko when your work is done and use the hashtag '#iwagayway ang bandera 🇵🇭' and I will reblog and link your work on the masterlist.

Masterlist

*NSFW/DC content will be marked as 🌶

Galerya

Konsiyerto

@his-saiko - Ikaw Lamang (Draken Ryuguji)

Kainan

© 2023 Alfi. Do not replicate. Reblog to motivate.

[gaywatch]

I need more music to listen, so unleash your reccomendations

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh dear I never get to talk about music enough so pardon me if I explode all over you

(Links are to songs that are both faves and good places for a newcomer to start.)

Taylor Swift - Yeah yeah she's a household name but no kidding, she has 10 albums spanning several genres and I can guarantee you that she has at least some songs that you will permanently add to your rotation. Google around for a good place to start and dive in (...or just ask me because I will gladly help you out).

Taemin - He's been known as 'the Michael Jackson of kpop' for years now, but what's wild is that he started at Michael and has since grown into a dancer and performer all his own. The only kpop artist I fully stan. His singles never. ever. miss.

Delta Rae - Incredible folk/country/Americana band from the state I live in with male and female vocalists. They are criminally underrated because they were liberal country artists before that was even remotely possible. Seen them live twice, met them twice, they are the most genuine people and outstanding artists.

Amanda Palmer - Originated as The Dresden Dolls, a duo that invented the 'punk cabaret' indie subgenre, and has been a solo artist for like 15 years at this point? Intense piano, intense lyrics, intense everything (the linked song is the anthem for girls with daddy issues). Objectively the most personal lyrics I've ever heard. Voice may take a second to adjust to. Not made for mainstream and doesn't want to be. One of the most important artists to me, personally.

Marianas Trench - Pop/punk perfection (but also simply genre chameleons) with a musical mastermind at its core. One of the best vocalists. Most albums end with an opus arrangement of the songs that came before and it's life changing.

Pink - People don't realize how powerful her vocals are and how incredible her lyricism can be. A pop icon. This bitch raised me, forever grateful.

Halsey - If all you know is Without Me and Closer, you haven't heard Halsey. Every album is outstanding but hopeless fountain kingdom doesn't have a single misplaced sound. It's pretty freakish actually.

Chvrches - Sheer and utter synthpop perfection, every single song. The one I linked is one of my favorite songs of all time, period.

MUNA - Queer girls making queer indie pop. Great lyrics, immaculate vibes. Recently opened for Taylor Swift on the Eras Tour, and well deserved.

The Midnight - 80s/90s synth like you can't even believe. Saxophone for days.

Imogen Heap - A genius and pop legend. Her greatest song was sampled in something god awful and got meme-d to death, I don't wanna talk about it. If a pop artist does breathy vocals, 95% chance they're doing it because of Imogen. She sang me happy birthday. Haven't been alive since.

Rina Sawayama - THIS BITCH. Falls under pop but never met a genre she couldn't master. Stayed in the game into her late twenties (which is geriatric by pop standards), when she finally blew up a bit. A variety of sounds, some of them strange, but all of them brilliant in one way or another (even if you don't personally vibe with it).

Troye Sivan - Twink icon whose first two albums were as gay as they were pop brilliance. I don't care much for his newest work, but you might.

Alice Merton - She's the girl with that Roots song from a few years back. Two albums now, both genius. Unique voice, varied sound but with a distinct Florence oomph to it.

Ava Max - UN. DER. RATE. D. Classic, anthemic pop. Vocals for DAYS. Music so infectious you have it on loop for days. So much more than Sweet but Psycho.

Kesha - I prefer recent Kesha to her classic dance pop madness, personally. She grew into an amazing artist who can blend her weird ass dance flavor with her more mature sounds in a way that doesn't really seem possible.

Bishop Briggs - Nobody has a voice like this. A sort pop/alternative vibe that can be anthemic as easily as it can be dark.

The Chicks - Icons for a reason. Their most recent album, written by the main lyricist after leaving her husband of 20 years for cheating on her left right and sideways, is one of the best break up albums of all time. Period.

The Civil Wars - They only lasted long enough to make two albums, but both are flawless. Nobody will ever harmonize quite like them. Folk/country in the most *beautiful* way possible.

Evanescence - 2000s rock with with a stunning female writer and vocalist whose melodies are simply beyond compare when we're talking about their stuff from 2003-2006. Goth, dramatic, hard hitting, cathartic.

Freya Ridings - Adele but make it a touch more contemporary. Gorgeous deep voice, lots of ballads but her up tempo stuff is just as good.

Billie Eilish - If you haven't heard her first album yet or her early EPs, you need to. Nobody that young should have that much of a grasp of music and her place in it.

Foxes - Underrated pop queen! I have yet to hear a bad song from her, but her latest album is quintessential synthpop mastery.

Jukebox the Ghost - Piano pop/rock. It's actually too much fun to listen to them, tbh.

Kelly Clarkson - Listen, her latest album follows directly after The Chicks' on the string of ultimate divorce albums we've gotten from pop icons lately. I've loved Kelly forever, but in bits and pieces. Her latest album is her strongest project to date, easily.

Labrinth - I do not comprehend what this genius does with music. Electronic, experimental, metaphorical, personal, just something else. Did the music for Euphoria, but his first solo album was an experience and a half.

Lorde - Everybody tells you to listen to Melodrama because you should.

Maisie Peters - Everybody calls everybody else 'the next Taylor Swift,' and they're wrong. It's this girl.

Marina and the Diamonds - SUCH a unique voice, lyrics that are way too smart for mainstream pop.

Patrick Wolfe - A deep-voiced violinist who released a pop album in 2011 that I still listen to because I'm a sucker for pop laced with classical instruments and it's just that good.

Owen Pallett - A higher-toned violinist with more of an indie approach, coming up with concepts and melodies that would go well with an A24 film.

Emilie Autumn - Violin-fueled industrial/pop/metal, often with Victorian leanings. Visceral lyrics on mental illness, depression, bipolar, suicidal ideation, sexual assault, sometimes with a satirical bent or through a historical lens. Voice might take a second to get used to, it's unique and she does unique things with it (including "ugly" sounds on purpose) but once it clicks it clicks hard. Opheliac and Fight Like A Girl are good starting places.

The Veronicas - Underrated (yet oddly influential?) pop icon twins from the early 2000s to now. Killer voices, KILLER pop.

[smallboyonherbike]

Hello! What songs are you listening to/obsessed with these day? I'm looking for songs for my running playlist ^_^

OOOOH you might regret asking w how many songs i'm about to list lol but i pulled a selection mostly 2023 from my daily playlist, which is generally all upbeat anyways so hopefully good for running (tho i have not run in years so ymmv lol)

i will not be offended if you don't end up liking any, but if you do i love being a human music algorithm always. or also if you like a song you can look at the full album. or if you (or anyone reading) use apple music, i can send you my playlist links but i realize most ppl are on spotify. oh ALSO these are mostly straight ahead pop but i also get into a lot of dance/EDM i can rec separate

-read your diary - måneskin (been a bit obsessed since their eurovision and this one's a fave from their new album)

-maybe you're the problem - ava max (one of my common musical loves is "the next album for one hit wonder artists who many ppl thought quit music years ago" - she did sweet but psycho but i REALLY love her latest album, v cohesive dance pop)

-somebody i fucked once - zolita (listened to her bc i heard she was friends w gay youtubers and then was like how did i miss this lesbian pop girl where have i been)

-flowers - joan (i think they're an algorithm find, i know nothing about them but love the music)

-can't tame her - zara larsson (another swedish "one hit wonder" who is killing it, i got DEEPLY obsessed w her album poster girl and this is her new single)

-sick to my stomach - rebecca black (the ultimate one hit wonder lol except as an adult she is making fantastic hyperpop)

-running out of time - paramore (i figure everyone has heard the new paramore but also i live in a bubble where my faves are the most famous in the world idk anyways love it)

-tu t'en iras - la zarra (older song but she did eurovision this year for france)

-one that got away - MUNA (i will devour anything MUNA does but really enjoy this single)

-take me away - meet me @ the altar (this is a cover of the lindsay lohan band song in freaky friday and it still slaps!! also love this band as modern black girl pop punk)

-over - CHVRCHES (i just really like CHVRCHES always)

-easy - misterwives (ditto, 2020 album possibly changed my life)

-body do - chloë (everyone is calling her a flop and it makes me SAD bc i enjoy her solo music!!! tho to be fair it doesn't quite live up to chloe x halle as a whole album)

-heart wants what it wants - bebe rexha (i liked her new album way more than i expected to)

-feed the beast - kim petras (i like the whole album so hard to pick but it's a good one)

-missin u - tori kelly (she's going an r&b / y2k direction whereas she was more singer songwriter / belting type before and it's v fun!!)

-c'est la vie - MIKA (just released, i got re-obsessed w MIKA after he hosted eurovision in 2022 and new french MIKA is exactly what i needed)

OKAY enough for now lol

[genuine-sushi]

5, 7, 13

5. What made you start your blog?

- nung una ate dahil lang sa kpop kaya napagawa ako ng tumblr hahaha mga pictures, vids, gifs, updates ganorn, year of 2012 tuuu. Yung mismong pagbblog po ay kay kuya ko po, nakita ko kasi na nagtutumblr siya tas akala ko parang another version ng fb lang kaya nacurious ako non hahaha year of 2017 tooo, tas ayun nag-explore po muna ako like ano at paano ang mundo dito then nung matagal-tagal na oks din pala dito magrants, magpost ng mga bagay na hindi ko nagagawang ipost sa iba, hanggat sa naging safe place and comfort zone ko tong tumblr don na po ko nagstart magblog at nakipagfriends here.

7. What scares you the most and why?

- what scares me the most as I get older is to lose my loved ones and my furbaby, kasi hindi natin masabi ang buhay ngayon, I mean is hindi naman kasi tayo pabata, patanda na. Then, what also worries me is to be able to achieve my personal long term goals. Hindi ko alam ate kung bakit sumasagi sa isip ko to or baka dahil sa mga nababalita sa news about death and ang dami dami na nangyayari sa mundo. It passes very quickly. Kaya I really learned balance, achieving my goals (kahit may changes) while still enjoying life

13. What are you doing right now?

- nagrerelapse po hahahaha jk. kakatapos lang magchores and maglaro ng codm ate, it's time to review na ulit aigooo haha

Thank youuu, Ate Faye! Good evening 🤗🌹

[blewthecandleout]

good things that happened in 2023 post. a lot of crap happened so I wanna try and focus on the good.

- i made some lovely new friends, both online and off, and reconnected with friends i haven't spoken to in a long time

- i quit my terrible assistant manager job that paid me peanuts, immediately went into the restaurant role which was also not amazing but was at least so much better paid

- i had the most successful year so far with my business

- saw muna, boygenius, renee rapp, ethel cain, haim, griff and paris paloma live

- got addicted to visiting the imperial war museum and completed all of the exhibits

read 26 books

- went to my friend's wedding

- learnt a huge amount about doing my own nails and invested more in this hobby to improve my skills

- went back to maine, spent some really good quality time with my grandma which i will cherish always

- also visited colorado, and did a solo trip to morocco earlier in the year, both of which were awesome

- met like 5 internet friends irl! <3

- left london and moved back to my hometown which may not be the right decision forever but on the whole has been very restorative for me for right now

- got really into going to the gym, especially pilates classes, and noticed a real positive change in my body

- began to recognise my own strengths and skills and realised that i am capable of way more than i tell myself sometimes

- started to become a lot closer to my mum again

- started driving lessons again!!!!

that's all i can think of right now, but it's nice how as soon as you start to write, lots more things come to you than you initially expected :)

[alwaysdaenerys]

Ten first lines game!

Rules: Share the first line of ten of your most recent fanfics and then tag ten people. Don't have ten? Not to worry, just share what you have.

Thanks for the tags @arielchelby and @jellybeanficwriter !

I have five fics in total! So here they are:

1. “Shall we begin?” - I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve

2. “Muna, you can’t change my mind.” - i’m too embarrassed to say i like it

3. “What is it you want, Dany? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey, that’s a pretty good idea. I’ll give you the moon, Dany.” - how wonderful

4. “It appears you have two credits remaining to earn your literature minor.” - I would always rather be happy than dignified

5. “As a princess of the Seven Kingdoms, I order you to stay in the capital with me.” - our great glory

The pattern is...I start all my stories with dialogue! :P