#Summer nails 2019

[transmechanicus]

this is. probably a very personal question.

Is it worth it? Transitioning? In spite of it all?

Completely, utterly, and absolutely. I’m one of those ppl who knew i was trans since i was like 8. I found out when i was probably 13/14 what transgender meant, but recoiled from it because i could not imagine a world that would accept me or where i would be happy with the result. At 15 i met my first other trans person, and they became my friend and partner and the first person to ever know i was trans. Being around them, known by them, was such a colossal psychological relief and source of joy unlike anything i had known before. It made separating from them after graduation all the more excruciating to lose that one person i had trusted with that truth.

Sometime over the next two years i came out to my Mom, but nothing really changed, and i had more or less resolved to rot and die under the identity i had been born into. I let my undergrad studies chew me up, neglected all but the most necessary body maintenance, and spent every moment outside work or class buried in video games or books. At some point something snapped out of place, or perhaps back into place. I knew i didn’t want to die like this. I wanted something more for my life and my flesh than being a half dead servitor stocking yogurt. I wanted to transition, and however slowly, however long it took, that’s what i resolved to do.

It took a while. I had no real finances, no privacy, and little independence. I was coming from a white low-self-expression, high-control household. I “messed up” while base coating warhammer models one time and gave myself black nails. My dad berated me about it for days before trying to pin my hands down and sand the paint off (didn’t work, thank you automotive primer). When i was ~22 i got my ears pierced, basically the first permanent part of my transition, and i had never known as much joy as i did driving home knowing the pain was a step of permanent progress. Around this time 2019/2020 i started being out online, more vocal about being transgender as opposed to just having a relatively inexpressive fandom blog with no info beyond my name.

When i was 24, two years ago i came out to my dad, and a week later i left for grad school halfway across the country. I had an apartment all to myself, and my own source of income. I spent my spare change building up a wardrobe of new clothes that i actually liked. I got my first year of grad school done mostly without anything remarkable. Went to some queer events at my school. Found a partner. Got loved to bits for a while. Re-came out to my parents over the summer, and this time it stuck. Started HRT that fall, 2023. Came out to my classmates and coworkers and was rewarded with support and acceptance. Lost the partner. Devastated. Resolve to get even hotter and cooler. Smash out 3 piercings and a tattoo inside a week. Develop personal fashion sense. Attend research conference. Get better at makeup. Go to some concerts. Increase HRT. Tiddy Arc. Buy bra with a supportive bestie. Start weekly therapy. Increase HRT. Cosplay at a major convention. Schedule another tattoo. More HRT. Bra no longer optional. Present day. Tattoo on Wednesday. 90% of progress packed into the last year or so. Undeniably hotter, happier, and more self-expressive than anything in the last 24 years prior.

Transitioning is more than worth it, it brings me so much relief and joy every day no matter how shitty my day is otherwise, and while i have known doubt, i have never for an instant known regret.

There is still time🖤🏳️‍⚧️💕

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Both of which Harry and Meghan did before the BRF caught on. Or at least Meghan did, with her drip-drip-drip of bracelets, spooning bananas, and union jacks on Instagram.

And it's something no one ever gives her enough credit for: social climbing like a 19th century novelist's dream, but using social media! And outwitting the BRF itself, and all its courtiers and social media experts.

Someone should write a doctoral thesis on her social media mastery, and I'm saying it without the least trace of irony.

Of course, team BRF eventually got back on track, Meghan overreached, and the pandemic reshaped social media use, so she couldn't do it again for Megxit. And she can't do it for ARO or the other million failed initiatives, it's not the same playground, not the same rules.

Oh, I'm sure there will be some people that study her downfall. It may not be academic, but it'll definitely be noted.

Also, social media's transformation as a result of the pandemic didn't impact Megxit. Megxit, if you remember, was December 2019 - March 2020 when the Sussexes were negotiating with the BRF. The Sussexes were able to use social media effectively (somewhat) at that time and they were able to bargain *some* concessions from the BRF - namely the one-year trial period in which everything the Sussexes had were put on hold into abeyance (versus being taken immediately).

What the pandemic did impact was the Brand Sussex Relaunch in 2021, but it wasn't social media that did it - it was the collective global cultural shift caused by the pandemic, where all the "me-me-me" celebs/influencers lost much of their social currency while the "for the better of others" advocacy celebs/influencers gained prestige. In the US, that cultural shift was helped along by the social justice reckoning of Black Lives Matter in summer 2020, which actually would have been more in Meghan's favor but she was - as always - a day late and a dollar short, making a plea for the BRF to reckon with modern social justice 6 months too late.

And in the UK, that cultural shift was cemented by the death of Prince Philip, the Platinum Jubilee celebrations, and the death of Her Late Majesty (commemorations for which recognized over 70+ years of service to the crown, their nation, and the world), and that was the nail in Meghan's coffin. Philip's illness and death coming so soon after the Oprah interview provided an instant "compare and contrast" moment for both Meghan and Harry that they were left so far in the dust not even Tom Cruise's scramjet from Top Gun: Maverick could help them catch up to the BRF.

[thisfanisgonesorry]

claire redfield — eat that girl for lunch

every college girl has that “phase” (happy pride month!)

tags: smut, angst, song: lunch - billie eilish, 'angry' sex, cunnilingus, lingerie, bratting, straps ons mentioned, closeted, period-typical + internalised homophobia, secret fwb, canon compliant, pre re2, mix of 1998 and 2019 canon. more notes on ao3.

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1998. The start of September, the end of Summer. Living on the other side of the Arklays. Flip-phone cradled in my hand as I drove through the midwestern nothingness. I glanced down at the screen, waiting for the text that always came on my drive home from the city. The radio echoed through the cabin, just another niche station to occupy the backroads.

Like a psychic, the phone flashed, displaying the message. ‘Coming back tonight?’ She wrote improperly, and I slowed my car enough to text back a simple ‘yes’, waiting for the next flash.

‘Call me when you’re there. Got you something.’ The drive never felt so long.

The call was curt, a simple warning, a simple courtesy to ask if she wanted me to bring any food while I was in the midst of town, she mused a ‘no’, and wished me safe travels.

I walked into the small house rented between a handful of girls, all away for summer break bound to return in a few days, keys clattering in the bowl. Eyes glancing to the white package, angel wings barricading her name that was scribbled on the front.

‘— Claire’

I dug my nails into the plastic. The package was soft but lumpy, and I hesitated to tear the plastic. I peeled at the glue, and my eyes landed on the contents, a sigh escaping me. I quickly discarded the evidence that she got me a gift at all, pushing the plastic far down into the trashcan as I held the soft fabric and the rough leather in my hands.

I made my way up the stairs, and she could hear the thud-thud-thud of my feet as I rushed. I pushed in without knocking, and there was a glint in her eyes as she saw me. She sat at her desk, littered with different types of paper, but it seemed like the last thing on her mind.

“Hey. How was seeing your family?” She spoke casually, genuinely invested in my trip though using it as a shield. Her hands dug into her scalp as she pulled her hair into a messy ponytail.

“Just fine. What’s this?” I asked, my tone firm as I held up the plastic atrocity in my hand.

“It’s a gift.”

She finished tying up her hair, the elastic snapping as she let go of it, she looked like the cat who got the cream. A small pitter patter from the shower in her personal ensuite, warming up as we stared each other down.

“I’m running you a shower.” She mused.

I approached her, and she stood from her seat to not get towered over, her weak excuse of a distraction evidently didn’t work. “Are you serious?” I shoved her the items in my hands, pushing the plastic into her chest for her to take. She grinned and tilted her head.

“What? What’s wrong with it?”

The jestful attitude made me bite my tongue. She was oblivious, or completely uncaring, either way, it was beyond frustrating. “What?” I scoffed. “What if someone saw you buy this? What if someone finds you with it?”

She played with the soft fabrics and her hands fiddled with the plastic. “It’s just a dildo.” She tried to calm the situation, her grin both reassuring and completely infuriating. “No ones gonna see it.”

I stared her down. “Claire.” I warned, and she rolled her neck with a sigh.

“We’re wasting water.” She added, eyes glancing at the shower with a short directional nod. She handed back the soft fabric. Her tone wasn’t demanding, but it was clear there wasn’t room to argue. “Try ‘em on.”

I snatched them back with a scowl and she smiled down at me. She bowed her head slightly.

“If I’m allowed, I can help you take ‘em off.”

The mirror slightly steamed and my damp hair dripped down my shoulders and back. I tried to brush my hair with the towel as I stood there in the bra and panties she got for me. 

Her eyes raked my body as she sat back on the bed, still fiddling with the plastic dick. “Could you put that thing down?”

“Oh, come on, I won’t use it... Tonight...” She placed it to the side. “Fit good? Do you like it?”

I gave a short spin in front of the mirror, a curt hum as I reached behind to adjust the straps. A short and black corset brassiere, the lace cups pushed my boobs upwards, and the hooks were long. Several for back support as the fabric came to my midriff. The underwear were similar, though looked slightly different as if not from a set.

Her eyes creased as she smiled, my indifferent attitude not doing anything to sway her more than keen interest. She saw it as a challenge that she knew she’d win eventually, and that this little huff of mine would get snuffed out.

“Bring that over here.” She patted the side of the bed, moving away from the headboard to throw her legs over the side, waiting for me. Her elbow rested on the pillow as I continued to analyse myself in the mirror, considering her options. Her eyes glued to the close corner of her room, so close she could taste it.

Her nails dug into the pillow as she kept one hand softly laid on the bed, not trying to be upfront with her aggressive need. I took pity on her — at least that’s what I’d tell myself when I left behind my autonomy to listen to her and approach.

I stood in front of her with my hands on my hips, my eyebrows furrowed at the way she took me in, her hands took quick work into slapping my wrists away and taking their place. Her thumb fiddled with the waistband of the underwear and her fingers drifted under the fabric.

I pushed the strands of hair out of her face, tucking them behind her ears and holding the back of her head as she looked up at me. A long unspoken moment dragged out, she didn’t want to push too hard but she wanted to watch me squirm. All my reluctance would always wash away the second my mind was swimming with other things, and she knew that all too well.

“Do you need a seat?” She murmured, pulling me closer. My hands drifted from the back of her head onto her shoulders. “I’ll volunteer.”

Her hands gripped my hips as she pulled me to kneel above her lap, her fingers digging into the soft of my flesh as she pulled down the fabric, dragging it to my knees and then struggling to pull it down further as she began to blindsight herself by pressing kisses on my stomach and hips. 

She reclined, moving her legs back onto the bed and laying back against the pillows. She pulled me with her like I was nothing. My knees straddled her chest and then took a perch on either side of her head, the cushiony pillows easing my knees.

She nuzzled her nose onto my mons, and her eyes fluttered watching me. “You look so pretty.” She whispered. Her mouth latched onto the skin, her tongue swiping across the slit as she craned her neck. “You taste so sweet.”

A harsh blush spread across my face as I held onto the headboard for support, though she pulled my hips to put my weight on her. “Claire—” I tried to protest but a low moan ripped through me when I felt myself sink onto her.

She hushed me with a grin, feeling the way my fight left my body. Her lips encapsulated the sweet pearl, and her jaw moved with each way I squirmed on her face.

It was messy — teeth clashing, an embarrassing amount of wetness coated her lips close to immediately. Her fingers kneaded the flesh of my thighs, eyes glazed and glued to her fervour.

My thighs tightened around her head, I let out a choked whine and wanted to dig my nails into her hair, despite the effort it took to how she tied it up. The parts of her fringe framed her face while he worked hard, and it was a mesmerising view.

“Good?” She asked, not relenting her movements. Her keen eye wanted to make sure this was perfect, wanting the verbal cue if there was anything that needed to change. I shook my head ‘no’ and she hummed with a shaking breath. “Y’sure?” Her fingers trailing along my skin.

“Certain.” I nodded blankly, a hazy expression, blanked out with bliss as my head lolled with little to no neck strength. I grinded my hips onto her face, silently guiding her with an internalised refusal to verbalise what I needed — Why ask when I could do it myself? Why verbalise that I want a woman?

Her fingers trailed to the slick hole, pushing her two slender and smooth fingers inwards. I jerked at the pressure, and she had to pull me back down onto her face and fingers, a quiet hush as she prodded around my insides like it was nothing, just a regular Sunday, and instead of God, she’s worshipping in another way.

The glint in her eyes turned smug. “Shut the fuck up.” I whined, trying to stay stern but failing, my body hunching, the only thing supporting my body was the white-knuckled grip on the wood headboard, which incidentally stopped it from banging against the wall. “Don’t even.”

“..Have y’ever been this wet before with a guy?”

Curling her fingers as she felt that squishy, inviting spot. The warmness enveloping her hand, and dripping down her fingers quickly. Her legs shuffled, repositioning them as she bucked her hips, eager for self pleasure but ignoring it. Her mind honed into one thing and one thing only while the back of her mind drove instinctively towards herself.

“Shut up, god, shut up.” I warned with no real weight behind the words.

I let out a low growl, digging my nails into her scalp and using her hair as leverage, grinding against her face. She let out a moan and her hand squeezed my hip and continued to curl, feeling the way I clenched around her as I rode her face and fingers with selfish ease.

“But you’re soo—” She spoke between sloppy kisses to my clit. “—Easy to annoy.” She was more than content with the way I fucked myself on her, and I only realised after that it’s exactly what she wanted.

“And you’re soo annoying.” I hissed. “I barely even like you.”

Her deft tongue managed out a few words as I took what I wanted with no complaints from her. “Oh, so you hate me.” She mocked, crooning sweetly

“I tolerate you.”

She huffed in amusement, forcibly removing herself from me and flipping me flat on my back, her arm pressed across my stomach to keep me down as she continued her movements without a moment’s pause. “Tolerate?”

I nodded, trying to seem unphased. “Mhmhm.” I hummed, squirming my hips in time.

“Nothing more..?” She challenged, her fingers moving faster, almost inhumanely as they felt the telltale signs. “So you’re not gonna cum?”

“No.” I lied.

She didn’t take long to retaliate, shuffling my legs so my shins pressed against her shoulders, a weak attempt to keep me in place as her hand dropped from my stomach and dug into the waistband of her pink shorts. She hissed in relief at the contact that her body was aching for, and a short lived fight for dominance took place in the millisecond of weakness that flashed between us. My fingers digging into her hair, holding her ponytail back as her mouth sucked harder on my clit, taking it between her teeth for a second.

Flicking her eyes up at me and watching the way my face flushed pink from the lewd wet noises between both our wet cunts and her sloppy mouth. “You better not cum then.” She mumbled under her breath, though she felt the impending doom. She continued to grumble incoherently to herself, letting out breathy moans as she circled her clit.

“But you can?”

She huffed, burying herself deeper into me until I was breathless. “I’m not a lesbian until graduation.” She countered, before mumbling ‘4 year dyke’ under her breath, not as a direct insult, but definitely with intent to sting, voicing her frustrations with my constant insufferable denial.

Met with no comment, nothing I could muster up the courage to say, nothing I could look her in the eyes and lie to her face about, she pulled away briefly, harshly spitting on slit and letting it dribble down onto her fingers, beginning to thrust them in and out while curling into the g-spot.

“Wait, Claire—” I writhed my head back against the pillow, slacking my jaw with small pants for air as all the muscles in my body tensed. 

She watched me like a deer in headlights, feeling the sting of her hair being pulled as I squirmed under the touch I was now trying to avoid, feeling that wave hit the shoreline. She could feel it coming, and she knew it would, it was satisfaction to her that she could bring me to this precipice.

Her lips chased me when I tried to pull away, my vision blurring slightly and my hips bucking. “There you go..” She murmured.

“Claire, ‘m—” It ripped through me like a bullet, loud enough where I had to mentally thank God that the house was empty, the moans growing in volume and more frequent, what were quiet sighs under my breath were now almost screams through the whole rental.

She nodded in understanding, feeling the sting in her scalp as I pushed her where I needed her lips. “You sound so good when you’re not fighting with me.” She praised despite the muffle, I keened, and arched my back with a cry.

My body shook, an incoherent string of babbles and cries of curses filled the air, her name littered through with pleas, though the sentence only lasted for a moment; after a few seconds, my body slumped, and my grip on her relaxed. She slowed her hand to a stop before retracting from the sloppy wetness that was just moments before threatening to break her fingers clean off.

Her hand held my thigh down as her tongue focused less on the bundle of nerves and on savouring the taste, cleaning up the excess cum that spread across most of my lower half. She felt the twitching of overstimulation and eased her way up my body, now speckled with sweat droplets and heaving for air.

Her fingers deftly tried to unbutton the front of her jean shorts to make her self-pleasure easier to achieve, though admittedly she was only trying idly, both hands tugging at the fabric until it was open just enough. She swapped her hands, her dominant now shoved between the jean fabric and her soft skin and her other held my jaw as she analysed my face, a chaste kiss placed on my lips.

I licked them when she pulled away, tasting myself but it was always sweeter when it came from her mouth. “Are you gonna cum?” I whispered, looking at her half-lidded features, we were both breathless but she was insatiable. “Tell me you’re gonna cum.”

“Yeah, yeah. I am.” She agreed. I wrapped one arm around her shoulders, feeling her black tank top under my hand as I held her closer to me. Boobs pressed closely together, her thigh between mine with her shorts now wide open at the front, her white panties poking out.

A longer, greedy kiss came quickly, lips almost crashing into mine as her hands put the same effort on herself that she just did to me. “Like having sex with you.” I tried to admit, something I knew would please her; an attempt of condolences since she’d somewhat convinced herself that I didn’t like having sex with women, which I suppose came from some level of truth.

If I could, I’d lie, but something about the mental image of her fucking herself with the same fingers that were knuckle-deep in my cunt, covered in the juices now mixing with hers wasn’t something I could push away and ignore.

“Now you wanna talk?”

“Your mouth is less busy than before.” A weak half excuse to hr teasing, she knew it. She agreed in amusement nonetheless, open mouthed and hazy eyed. I leant forward, or moreso pulled her shoulders closer to me, needing to feel her soft pink lips against mine.

Like the sex, the kiss was sloppy and messy, teeth clicking together like it did below, small breaths as she tried to be methodical — I think that was just who Claire was. I felt her insistence, and held her shoulders tighter, and her arm slinked from my jaw to around the small of my waist, desperate to hold us closer, like we’d melt together, but our bodies fit together almost perfectly anyway, no melting required.

I tugged her hand away from out of her pants, replacing it with mine. My fingers weren’t as deft as hers, didn't move as quick paced, or as smoothly, or generally skilled. Jagged, sharp movements that could probably cut you, but her back hunched, and she pressed further into me. 

“Fuck..” She breathed, taken partially by surprise.

“I want you to cum.” I nodded earnestly, lips messily brushing against hers. She lazily huffed in amusement, almost like she didn’t believe me. She shuddered and dug her nails into my forearm, the messy, needy unsynchronization, and the pads of her beloved fingers made her squirm.

“Yeah, I’m gonna, I’m gonna.” She shuddered, a low and soft but pitchy moan filling the air, before she bit down on her lip. Her body hunched, trembling as she shook. “Oh, god.” Another louder moan erupted from her throat and I felt the twitching of her clit, mimicking the way her walls would be clenching around me if only I tried — I continued to rub with reckless eagerness until her twitching simmered into a dull stimulation that burnt at her muscles and core.

She lazily laid on top of me, barely holding herself up more than what was necessary. Her hand retracted from my forearm, crescent moon shapes indented on my veins like they belonged there. She lightly tugged them away from her waistband, the wetness glistening in the low light, the same way her lips glistened pink just minutes ago when she came up for air.

I spread the two fingers that rubbed her clit to my lips, covered in the mixture of our cum, and spread the two, I inched to push them between my lips before she hastily pressed into me; we kissed through the obstacle, the mixture of us both almost intoxicating as she came down from the high.

The taste slowly dissipated and replaced itself with saliva, I pulled my hand down and held her close, and it seemed like everything began to slow down. The kisses, the breathing, the whole world.

“You can sleep in here tonight.” She offered quietly, though it was more of an ask, her hand drifting under the fabric of the brassiere. She hesitated to go further, but she bargained for a compromise. “Keep this going.. They shouldn’t— won’t be back for another few days.”

I stayed silent, and she could tell by my breathing that I was thinking about it, but that wasn’t good enough. Yes or no. This was an attempt at a compromise.

“What’s 2 girl friends having a sleepover?” She whispered, tracing circles on my ribs and stomach.

I sighed, a deep inhale, her face nuzzled into the crook of my collarbone. “You think I would leave?” I asked, diverting the topic away from my response and towards her expectations. Why couldn’t I just agree with her for once? It’s not like our friends would judge us, would they? She was trying to work with me here, why was I being difficult?

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again—”

“Claire..”

“I’m interested in more than just bein’ your ‘friend’.”

[sims4bradshaw]

BOX - Letitia Matthews (1998).

Born in 1976, Letitia Matthews released her career-defining album "BOX" in 1998. This was her final release under Freezer Bunny Records. It has been said that its adventurous sound and sexually charged lyrics changed the sound of RnB permanently. The song “Chocolate Covered Strawberry” was named the best song of the 90s, and “Like Velvet (feat. Quay Acapella)” has been dubbed the most influential song of the 21st century. She was among the first to work with producers such as Santiago Clemens & Will Daniels. Multiple artists have cited Matthews as an inspiration for their own work and their own careers. After her departure from Freezer Bunny records, Letitia Matthews went on to release many other albums, including the Grammy nominated "Doves Rock." However, she was never again able to recreate the financial and critical success of "BOX" and has not released any new music since 2008. In 2014, she married Santiago Clemens and relocated to San Sequoia. Letitia still performs occasionally (her last tour was in 2019), but she has, for the most part, stepped away from the spotlight.

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oh baby !

dad!trevor zegras x black!fem!reader

friends to lovers to parents

warnings: swearing, kissing, baby, talk of birth, pregnancy, young pregnancy. young parents, traditional parents (of reader), references to smut no actual smut

author’s note: hello everyone. i’m so sorry i’ve been so inactive i had emergency surgery last week so i’ve been dealing with recovery as well as the days leading up to it i was very sick. but!! here is some dad trevor to brighten the day!! i hope you guys enjoy.

trevor was always a goofball. he never took anything serious. this became a problem as he got older. he knew when he was very talkative and liked to crack jokes. he was amazing at it after all. he knew he could get out of anything by simply just, talking or telling a few one liners to save the day.

you not so much. you were dramatic, sue me. you worried about everything. it was in your nature. trevor was never careful. he was never aware of how serious things can get. you solved problems with reason and strategy. you never had a reason to not stress.

trevor was your best friend. the only man you’ll ever let that close to you. you were childhood friends who did everything together. of course you had your girl friends that you loved dearly, but trevor was your soulmate.

september 2019 - Boston University

you loved rainy days. you would spend all day watching movies or even reading. rainy days made you feel zen, at peace.

today was not one of those days.

you sat on the cold tile floor, makeup smeared, and tears lining the brim of your eyes. you couldn’t breathe. this couldn’t be happening.

it was one time. one fucking time.

you shakily lift the third pregnancy test you’ve taken today.

= pregnant

“fuck, this can’t be real,” you sob holding the stick close to you. you shake breathing in trying to hold your sobs in.

it was nearly twelve in the morning and you had class early. you really hope you don’t wake up your roommate but you really can’t stop sobbing. you have only been here for 3 weeks and you already fucked up. you parents were going to kill you. there was no doubt about it. the worst part of this all was the fact that you had to tell trevor.

oh trevor…

you slowly stand up from the floor and set the stick down. you open the bathroom door to see your roommate kayla staring ar you with worry in her tired eyes.

“hey babe what’s going on,” she quietly asks with a hoarse voice from sleeping.

you sniffle before hugging her. “i’m pregnant,” you sob breaking down once again. she gasps and pulls you back.

“y/n, what?” she looks up with wide eyes. you bite your lip nervously handing her the pregnancy test. she looks down at it and sucks in a breath. “it’s trevor’s?” she questions.

you had told her about your little sex adventures with your hometown best friend, not even thinking about the consequences of having raw sex. raw sex with your best friend. raw sex with someone you’re going to lose… your heart breaks at the idea of telling trevor. you don’t even want to tell anyone. you felt trapped and scared.

“he’s.going. to hate me,” you sob in broken sentences. the pounding in your head gets louder the more you cry.

kayla grabs your hands and holds them tightly. she looks into your eyes and tells you a story about her mom. you knew from over the summer and talking to her that her mother was 17 when she had her first child. things weren’t easy but she did it.

“you are so strong, trevor is a good guy,” she smiles softly holding your jaw lovingly. “he’s still your best friend, just talk to him,”

little did she know that the friend ship sailed away months ago after you started hooking up.

—

y/n

can we meet for lunch?

trev <3

yeah ofc meet me at frankie’s?

y/n

yeah 11:45 don’t be late

trev <;3

yes ma’am 🫡

—

you chew your nails waiting for trevor at the cafe near campus. you look out the window and see trevor walking towards the building. he was dressed in sweats and a hoodie. god he looked so good.

trevor makes his way inside and looks for you. he smiles when he sees you sitting there. you try to cover up the fact that you’re nervous as fuck. he makes it to the table and sits down across from you smiling.

“hey cutie,” he says fixing his beanie.

“hi,” you say quickly avoiding eye contact with him.

he frowns looking at you with confusion. you were never this quiet. sure you were not as loud as trevor. no one was. but you were chatty around people who made you happy. this was odd. this wasn’t you.

“y/n what’s wrong,” he frowns deeper heart beating out of his chest. were you mad at him? was he in trouble?

you sigh feeling the tears starting to well in your eyes. you shakily breathe in and out before looking him in the eyes. “i’m going to tell you something z, you have to promise you won’t get mad,” you say holding back tears.

“yeah, yeah. of course. what’s going on?”

trevor feels sick. what could she possibly have to say. the first thing he thinks of is that you have a boyfriend and you have to stop fucking. that thought quickly brought a sour taste to his mouth. he felt a huge tang of jealousy hit his chest. no other man should have their hands on you. you were his.

you slowly lift up your purse pulling out the three tests setting them on the table. he sucks in a breath, eyes wide looking at the blue and white device on the table.

“are these…” he whispers lifting one up to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. you bite the inside of your cheek nervous.

“yeah, they’re m-mine,” you whisper holding back sobs.

he feels his heart swell up with something. happiness? pride? love? he couldn’t pin point it. this was news that he never thought he’d hear, but he wasn’t one bit mad about it.

“please say something,”

“baby this.. this is crazy,” he smiles looking at you.

“what..?” you breathe a shaky teary laugh.

trevor gets up and moves into the booth with you. he grabs you and pulls you into him kissing your head a million times.

“we can do this. no, we will do this.”

april 2020

you make your way through the halls of yours and trevor’s shared apartment. waddling your way through the days. as covid 19 was taking the world by storm you and trevor have had nothing but one on one time. talking, singing, rapping, reading, you name it. anything to your belly. after 3 months into your pregnancy trevor took you out on a real date and asked you to be his official girlfriend.

your parents were not thrilled with the news. they called you all kinds of names and made you feel extremely small and stupid. they told you that if you dropped out of school they’d disown you. they even went on to say that they don’t know if they can be in your life if you choose to keep the baby and not give it up for adoption. you have cried and cried about your parents not being excepting. you worried day and night about them. heart broken at the fact they didn’t want anything to do with you.

julie and gary have been nothing but loving and supportive. they were scared at first. worried how this would affect trevor’s future. but after getting drafted they no longer worried. they knew their son could take care of you. he was a good man, he takes care of his siblings in ways that made you feel safe knowing he was going to be the father of your child.

your pregnancy was fairly easy you had little trouble. you dealt with little morning sickness and even went to the gym with trevor as often as you could.

july 21, 2020, dylan mae zegras arrives.

8lbs 3oz, 23 inches long. a perfect baby girl. she came quick and dramaticly.

you were watching tv in the living room waiting for trevor to get home. you were slowly packing things up for the big move to anaheim. you felt wettness pool in your pants. you groan thinking it was probably sweat from being 9 months pregnant and sitting with a heated blanket. you stand up slowly feeling a contraction hit you like a truck.

“no, no, no,” you cry holding your belly. “this can’t be happening,” you cry out walking towards the kitchen. you unlock your phone and call trevor. he was at weight training and wouldn’t be home for another hour.

“hello,” you hear him on the other line. just as you were about to speak another contraction hits, harder. “baby are you okay?”

you whimper out a “it’s happening,”

[cocoabeloved]

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𝜗𝜚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 - iced sparkling water, doc martens, dark colours, maroon nail polish, mascara, lipstains, the ocean, spring, playing the guitar + drums, going to concerts, photography, converse, piercings, travelling, flared pants, pineapple, italian food, performing music, heart lockets, dried cranberries, poetry, vampires, film, sunny days, vanilla, etc

𝜗𝜚 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐦 + 𝐭𝐯 - juno (2007), dont look up, little women (2019), scream (1996), ladybird, barbie (2023), mcu, spiderverse, gilmore girls, stranger things, arcane, scott pilgrim takes off + scott pilgrim vs the world, mean girls, dr who, gossip girls, do revenge, the bear, nbc hannibal, we are lady parts, bottoms, twilight, jennifer's body, the perks of being a wallflower, buffy the vampire slayer, deadpool, (500) days of summer, girl interrupted, thirteen, the virgin suicides, etc

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[chosetherose]

Late June 2019 / Cruel Summer / Why Now?

Remember when Taylor and Karlie posted these photos on June 28, 2019? Two days before news broke about the sale of her masters. While there was a feeling in the air that something big might happen for Taylor at the end of pride month.

Now, on October 18, 2023, Taylor is releasing new versions of Cruel Summer with a new photo from that photoshoot we first saw in late June 2019.

Calling back to this photoshoot is a choice. Now obviously, the masters heist was cruel. But we know there was likely something else cruel going on behind the scenes. Some kind of derailment for big plans.

Why do it now? On October 18th? Jerklie’s faux anniversary? Is there tea to be sipped? Is it the calm before the storm?

She may have also been referencing 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿’s “nailed to the wall” date today too. Which has always felt, to me, like the agreed upon Jerklie divorce timeline.

Is something coming? Hmm. 🤔

[hyobros]

Cheritz's changes in staff over the lifetime of The Ssum

I wanted to write a post about this because it was the nail in the coffin convincing me that The Ssum won't get better. I really want to be optimistic, I was for the first year of the game's release. But with how hard they're fumbling June's route, and having some context by seeing the dramatic changes that happen behind the scenes, I don't have any hope for the game's future in its original concept.

So here's a big fat list of credits, comparison of them, and my own stupid commentary.

A comparison of the beta OPs credits (2018) vs the new OP credits (April 2022)

Project Directed by-

Sujin Ri (this stays constant)

Project Managed by-

Heinrich Dortmann (this stays constant during the time periods I'm comparing- we'll come back to this later)

Character Model by-

Yuseung An (this credit never appears again so uhhhh)

Game Designed by-

Yoonji Shin, Haeyoung Go (this credit also never appears again)

Project Assisted by-

2018:

Youngtak Lee, Heetae Lee, Yeonwoo Jung, Kyungha Kim, Kyungho Kim, Jihyun Jang, Hyejin Hong, Daniel Hong, Seungiim(?) Hwang, Dakyoung Lee

April 2022:

Heetae Lee, Junghee Choi

Art illustrated by-

2018:

Ilbo Sim, Jinhee Lee, Jihyeon Choi, Hyunju Na, Juhul Kim, Jaehee Hwang, Mirae Kang

April 2022:

Ilbo Sim, Jihyeon Choi, Minji Kim, Mirae Kang, Youngjoo You, Yura Lee

Programmed by-

2018:

Mansu Park, Marcos Arroyo, Rachel Tay, Soonyong Hong, Seungjin Lee, Myungjun Choi

April 2022:

Gunsoo Lee, Kukhwa Park, Moonhyuk Jang, Myungjun Choi, Seungjin Lee, Wonbok Lee, Youngkwon Jeon

Scenario Written by-

2018:

Jinseo Park, Minjeong Kim, E Hyun Kim, Eunchong Jang

April 2022:

Jinseo Park, Lilly Hwang, Minjung Kim, Saerom Shin, Summer Yoon, Youngran Moon

Language Localized by-

2018:

Sunhee Moon, Minkyung Chi, Sungjae Choi, Junhee Kim

April 2022:

Minkyung Chi, Pilhwa Hong, Saenanseul Kim, Sorim Byeon

Sound Resourced by-

2018:

(N/A)

April 2022:

Songhee Kim

Customer Service/Communication with Users by-

2018:

Sunkyeong Yun, Hyeseon Yang

April 2022:

Donghee Yoon, Joyce Hong, Sanghee An, Subin Kim

Credits from 2019

These are in the lyric booklet included in the Teo Love Bundle. Strangely enough, I'm already seeing differences between the 2018 credits and 2019. Uh oh?

As of release + a few months

These screenshots don't feature all the credits, unfortunately. I'm relying on screenshots someone else took because I'm not proactive but hindsight is 20/20.

Changes: Project is no longer managed by Heinrich Dortmann, instead by Juho Woo. Scenario team cut down to 2 people, one of which is a new name (Jooyoung Lim). Art team also cut down to 2 people. Sound is no longer resourced by Songhee Kim, but Jaeryeon Park and ROGIA. All new team of directing assistants as well, it expanded to 4 people but they're all new names. 2 fewer programmers, only one of the listed names was already working.

October 2023 (June's release)

Here's where it somehow gets worse lol.

Changes: A lot. Directing assisted by 1 person. They were not a part of the team credited in the OP. Down to 3 programmers, only 1 being in the OP. Entirely new art team! It's up to 4 people, but all of them are new, even compared to only a few months prior. Down to 1 scenario writer pobrecita (but we're coming back to that). Since I don't have screenshots of the project assistant credits from launch, can't say anything for that, except that Gui Zhenghao is new compared to the OP but the number of staff there remained the same. Flaming Heart is gone for the BGM! He's been working with Cheritz for forever but is gone now. One person from the communication team left, so they're down to 2. That would explain why emails have been slower since October. Only 1 translator, though Cheritz is now looking to recruit new ones.

Important note:

According to Cheritz's post acknowledging their use of gAI, Sujin Ri was not involved in writing season 1 of the game, but IS the main writer for season 2. I won't make a rant about how much I hate what she's writing cuz this isn't the post for that, but it explains why season 2 is so vastly different.

The fact that only a few people (like, in the lower single digits) remain even from 2019/early 2022, let alone who's still around from 2018, is really frustrating for the game. The game started with one vision, but now it's being turned into something completely different. Even the app's functions are inconsistant between season 1 and 2 (and a little so between Harry and Teo). According to an email I got from Cheritz, season 2 takes place a few years before season 1. Just sit with that knowledge for a bit :P. It's like the current people in charge of The Ssum (*cough Sujiin Ri*) couldn't be bothered to keep the original concept in mind, let alone how the timeline would work.

This post was a long time coming, I was caught up in just how bizarre this all is and finding tons of stuff that I haven't even included in the post. Writing this has taken about 3 hours (including the time I spent on a post ONLY FOR TUMBLR TO NOT WANNA WORK PROPERLY WHEN I TRIED TO POST IT SO IT GOT DELETED) and uhhh yeah. Now I gotta wait a few years to ask former staff if their NDAs are expired yet LOL

[maybankbae]

The One With The Camera.

Warnings: Cursing

August 2019

"Hey Mom!” Gabriella answered her phone, setting her camera down and leaning against a mural she was photographing. She always had the brightest smile on her face whenever one of her parents called.

"Hey baby.” Her mom said with a smile on her face sitting on the patio of her childhood home in Laguna Beach.

Gabriella currently works as UCLA's photographer for the campus, ranging from highlighting the art that students have made and displayed around school to creating posters for upcoming events on campus.

Her and her mom continued talking until her roommate, Ashlyn sent her a text urging her to come back to their shared apartment.

Gabriella got to their apartment as Ashlyn basically dragged her in and sat her on the couch.

"Ouch could you pull my damn arm any harder!" Gabriella exclaimed once she sat down.

Ashlyn disregarded her statement as she was pacing back and forth around the apartment while having the biggest Cheshire cat smile.

Ashlyn ran a podcast on campus called The Ashlyn Show almost a direct hit to her favorite show as a kid 'The Amanda Show’ even if the creator of the show was a complete creep.

She talks about topics ranging from the Sephora kids she's been seeing on TikTok to environmental issues. Gabriella also films and edits every video she does.

"Okay so you know how I've been sending countless emails and messages to the radio staff to have musical guests on my podcast right every week, just to bring in more viewers?" She started.

Gabriella shook her head yes as she picked at the skin around her grown out acrylic nails.

"So obviously I've been getting some pretty shitty soundcloud producers and rappers." Gabriella’s lips pursed into a thin line as she raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me like that."

"Well look no further than here, 5 Seconds of Summer are coming on the podcast in less than 15 minutes!" Ashlyn exclaimed, shaking Gabriella’s hands and jumping up and down with her.

"Oh my god shut up! I love their newest single 'Teeth' so much. Not to mention I've had the biggest celebrity crush on their lead singer ever since I was 12 and saw him doing covers on Youtube."

"I'm telling you this would be a great opportunity for both of us, you can plug your video and editing skills and I could woo Ashton with my impressive conversion skills." Ashlyn suggested while dramatically flipping her long red hair over her left shoulder.

"Hey, you guys have matching hair colors. I guess it's a sign." Gabriella joked with her.

"Oh my goodness you're right!!" Ashlyn said, taking the joke seriously. Gabriella just chuckled at her friend.

Gabriella's eyes soon widened as she racked over her appearance. An old graphic tee, some biker shorts and her beat up black converse. "I didn't even straighten my hair today. I look disgusting." She pointed to the messy strands of blonde hair falling out of her bun that she spent too much time this morning that she'd rather not mention.

Ashlyn scoffed as she grabbed her studio keys and clutch wallet from the bowl at the door. “Oh please you look gorgeous as always."

She sighed and collected her video camera, lenses, and tripod before following Ashlyn across campus and into her studio that she rents in the radio station.

"They should be here within the next 5 minutes. I'm gonna go pee before I piss myself mid interview. You can set up your camera and video stuff over there." Ashlyn pointed in the middle of the room

"Well if you did that Ashton would be surprised! I don't think it would be a good surprise nonetheless a surprise." Gabriella yelled as Ashlyn flipped her off from behind.

Gabriella laughed as she set up her video camera and tripod and scrolled on her phone on instagram stories to wait for Ashlyn to return from the bathroom.

She stopped at the @5SOS instagram story as it was a picture of Luke walking across their campus with the caption of 'Tune into our interview on 'The Ashlyn Show' podcast 2pm EST/ 11am PST'

Ashlyn returned less than 2 minutes later and started turning on her LED lights around the small space and turned on all the mics to make sure they worked correctly. She turned on their song 'Teeth' as the boys came in. Gabriella got up and turned her livestream onto the waiting room page and set the timer for 3 minutes.

They all shook her hand and sat down while introducing themselves. Gabriella looked everywhere except in Luke's direction. He looked so good in his yellow satin shirt and black jeans, his signature boots on his feet. Such a simple outfit but on his tall frame it had her weak in the knees.

"Hi guys! It's me, Ashlyn and welcome back to The Ashlyn Show. Obviously you guys know Gabby," Ashlyn dramatically held her left hand out towards the girl who peeped her head in the camera frame and waved. "Hey guys."

"Andddd that was Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer, their latest single! Thank you guys so much for taking the time out of your busy day to come chat!" Ashlyn spoke to the video camera Gabriella had set up to livestream.

"Thank you so much for having us, we hope people enjoy us fucking around for about 2 hours." Micheal joked after 2 minutes of awkward silence. Gabriella made a mental note to herself bleep most of the cuss words they use when she goes to edit.

The interview was going great. They had amazing chemistry with Ashlyn as she kept up with their jokes and chaotic energy, Gabriella even joined in on some of the jokes with them.

Ashton made a joke about the two having matching hair as Ashlyn blushed redder than a tomato. Gabriella even started laughing along with them which she felt Luke’s eyes on her whenever she did.

Within 10 minutes of the interview starting, they already had close to 100,000 people watching them, the most viewers they've seen all year. Close to the end of the interview, Luke subtly found Gabriella’s Instagram account through the podcast account.

After the interview they guys had to leave to go do more press interviews. Luke was bummed out because he really wanted to talk to Gabriella.

Back in the car Luke finally had the guts to follow Bianca's instagram thanks to Calum basically grabbing his phone and doing it for him. It took everything in him to not follow her professional one as well, he thought that'd be a little stalker vibes, he did scroll through it though.

—————

Gabriella stood in the kitchen as she watched her instant microwave noodles spin when she felt her phone buzz in the waistband of her Victoria's Secret pink pajama shorts. She pulled it out and saw an Instagram notification she never thought it a million years would she see.

@lukehemmings started following @gabriellaaacampbell

"Ash! Ashlyn! Oh my god you have to see this." Gabriella turned to the girl laying across the couch watching The First 48.

"What?" She said with a mouth full of hot cheeto’s.

She flipped the phone to as her eyes widened in shock. "No way!! He followed you? How'd he get your instagram??"

"Im pretty sure it's on the bio of the podcast instagram." She quickly replied. "Do I follow him back??"

"What kind of question is that! Yes of course!”Ashlyn said while lightly smacking her arm.

"Okay you really need to not do that." Bianca said rubbing her arm slightly.

@gabriellaaacampbell followed @lukehemmings

She put her phone face down on the kitchen counter and stirred her noodles and added pepper until 10 minutes later her phone buzzed twice. Gabriella’s eyes widened in suprise and shock.

@lukehemmings sent you a DM.

" Did you just get a message from THE Luke Hemmings?" Ashlyn said looking over her shoulder.

"I guess so yeah." She said unsurely.

Gabriella’s hand shook in excitement and nerves as she opened the message.

'I know your probably wondering how I got your instagram aren't you😂' The message read

'Well I mean I'm not not wondering. I'm yet flattered and scared at the same time' She replied back.

'Well I got it from the podcast account. I didn't expect you to follow back so fast.'

'How could I not?! A really famous guy from my favorite band followed me, the 12 year old in me is screaming'

They stayed texting back and forth for another 4 hours until she stopped responding at close to midnight because she passed out from exhaustion from editing.

——————

Gabriella was currently at their upstairs neighbor's apartment babysitting their 7 year old, Ethan. She was on her 3rd energy drink of the day, babysitting a 7 year old can be a lot of work especially when she was up late editing their interview and doing some lab report essay for her Physics class that was due two days ago but her teacher is still accepting it.

She kept checking her phone to see if Luke responded to her messages but nothing. She assumed he was busy, I mean he was a rockstar.

Until then she got a DM while Ethan was napping.

'I know this is gonna sound so crazy but I'm in Southern California for another week, wanna possibly get a coffee together?' The message read. She had to read it five times until she came up with a response.

'Yeah that sounds awesome! I know this place about 10 minutes from me.'

'Pick you up around 3 tomorrow?'

'Absolutely!'

'Sounds like a plan then:)'

[racingliners]

So after @bbglewis told me to stop being silly, I am finally posting pictures from when I volunteered at the Euros after *checks notes* three years.

I was so anxious to talk about it a lot on here bc after Euro 2020 was (rightfully) postponed due to the pandemic I was so terrified to jinx me being there for the tournament because I wanted to be there and take part so much😭

Thankfully it was all fine and even though it was three years ago I can still remember it all so clearly and it really was just one of the Summers of my life so I'm FINALLY going to spend a bunch of posts yelling about it.

(bc well, better three years late than not at all)

To super quickly summarise how I ended up being a volunteer, one of my friends encouraged me to sign up so I did (while Glasgow was also one of the host cities of the tournament, London was actually more viable for me bc I actually had a place to stay with some relatives), the whole process in hindsight wasn't as stressful as I thought, and while the interview day at Wembley is a whole post in itself, it was still really fun going to Wembley for the first time and lo and behold I ended up getting picked.

On the application for we had to select which roles we were interested in, but the Volunteer Team ended up having the final say on what division we were part of (which, there are so many different volunteer roles that help make a football tournament happen, you guys have no idea). I ended up being a Mobility Maker, which was the front of house team based at the stadium on matchdays giving everyone directions, information, and welcoming everyone to the stadium.

Below are some pics from the Interview Day in 2019

(Spoiler alert there will be lots of Wembley pics, it's a very beautiful stadium).

So jump forward to the start of June 2021 and I get off the train to see Euston all spruced up for the occasion which was SO much fun, and as I type this it was 3 years ago tomorrow that I went to Wembley to get my accreditation and uniform (hilariously I had to go back the next day bc my shorts and trousers didn't fit.)

Some Wembley Arena fountain ASMR:

And we did get to keep our uniforms as well as a bunch of other freebies, I still wear various pieces from it to this day. And me being me, I wanted to fully commit to the bit and bring a bunch of different nail polishes with me so I could have a different manicure for each of my six shifts/matches, matching with all the colours from the tournament logo (it ended up being 5 due to the Semi-Finals being back to back, but I did get to fit all the colours in!).

I will of course showcase each match day manicure!

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Timeline: Part 7 - October 2017

For earlier timeline posts: click here or here.

There are three installments of the "Meghan's PR Timeline" today, which will see us finish out 2017: October 2017, November 2017, and December 2017.

One particularly interesting observation about this period of time is that from mid-October to mid-November, there are actually whole days without a single item or piece about Meghan. It's very strange because from about the end of April 2017 to the end of September 2017, we were being bombarded DAILY by stories about Meghan.

Is the missing coverage because those pages, stories, and articles were scrubbed in 2018/2019 when Meghan's PR was cleaning up her image?

Did Meghan finally get the ring in early October and no longer needed her PR to pressure Harry and force him to propose?

Or is it the quiet before the storm (i.e., the engagement announcement)? Meghan decided to drop coverage to get more bang when the engagement was announced?

10/1/2017: Toronto Invictus Games Closing Ceremony. Meghan, Doria, Jess, and Markus arrive early and are in a box. Meghan arrives first and is caught directing photographers where to go and what angles to use. Harry arrives later. Meghan leaks that Harry and Doria met at the closing ceremony and they get along fabulously.

(For additional context timeline-wise: 10/1/17 is the Route 19 Harvest Festival shooting in Las Vegas)

10/2/2017: Harry returns to London via Heathrow Airport and it's listed in the Court Circular. Meghan teases an engagement to E News and says that her friends have become Harry's family.

10/3/2017: Meghan merches her shoes from a September 2017 papwalk. She also tells Elle Magazine that she and Harry are unofficially engaged, and everyone knows.

10/4/2017: Meghan modernizes the monarchy if she marries Harry. Charles is in Malta.

10/5/2017: Ronan Farrow's Weinstein expose is published by The New York Times. Meghan merches her Invictus Games clothing - Opening Ceremony Outfit, Closing Ceremony Coat.

10/6/2017: Carole Middleton and Doria Ragland are the same.

10/7/2017: Charles's letter to Tony Blair about the hunting ban is published.

October 7th is the first day with no Meghan stories or Harkle coverage since early summer.

10/8/2017: Meghan has moved to London and is being driven by a royal chauffeur.

10/9/2017: Harry's ex Cressida makes the news for being connected to Harvey Weinstein. Jess Mulroney sources an "all about Meghan's bestie, Jess" story.

10/10/2017: Meghan's PR takes a dig at William and Kate, asking why they never hold hands. Kate makes her first public appearance since announcing her third pregnancy, implying that she is on the mend from HG.

10/11/2017: Meghan's 2011 film, Dysfunctional Friends, resurfaces. Her character is a photographer for male underwear models. Meghan tries to be a fashion influencer, gets linked to Julia Roberts, Naomi Watts, and Greta Lee as a major "power dresser". She also merches the nail polish she might wear for the wedding and/or the engagement announcement.

Meanwhile, Harry attends the 100 Women in Finance Gala Dinner. Kate's aide, Rebecca Deacon, receives the Royal Victorian Order. Buckingham Palace announces that Charles will lay wreaths at the Cenotaph for The Queen during the Remembrance Sunday service, and The Queen returns to London, ending her summer Balmoral haloriday.

10/12/2017: The Queen's first day back in London/work following summer holidays. Harry has #1 sexiest celebrity beard. (No, they're not talking about Meghan. They mean the actual hair on his face.)

10/13/2017: Meghan and Harry leak that they're house-hunting in the Cotswolds for a marital home and merch a few properties in the Daily Mail. Meghan also teases wedding speculation and Soho Farmhouse's newest financial report reveals that they lost $34.48 million in 2017 (hence the Harkle sponcon throughout 2018)

10/14/2017: Royals living in the US - forgotten Spencer cousins who call the American Pacific Northwest home.

10/15/2017: Meghan confirms that she is finished with Suits when Season 7 wraps in November. #MeToo movement begins and James Middleton, Donna Air split is revealed.

10/16/2017: Meghan leaks that she and Harry are already engaged but won't announce it until Suits filming has ended. Harry attends the WellChild Awards. Also, Harry tells people that he doesn't want a formal pageanty Cambridge-like wedding.

Meanwhile, Harry accompanies William and Kate to an engagement celebrating the release of Paddington 2.

10/17/2017: No new Meghan or Harkle stories, but Eugenie is papped in Los Angeles; William and Kate announce the baby is due in April; and Camilla gives a landmark speech on osteoporosis.

10/18/2017: Meghan leaks to the Daily Mail that she and Harry had tea with The Queen at Buckingham Palace on October 12th, and it's the first time Meghan met Her Majesty.

Note: This version of events contradicting Harry's claim in Spare that Meghan met The Queen for the first time on Sunday at the Royal Lodge while visiting the Yorks. October 12th is a Wednesday.

10/19/2017: Meghan teases Harry's proposal plan.

10/20/2017: Meghan's copycatting of Diana's outfits and behavior finally gets noticed. Meghan hints about etiquette lessons and teases the engagement.

Samantha Markle sets up a gofundme to raise money for an accessible home as her MS progresses, capitalizing on Meghan's fame.

10/21/2017: No new Meghan or Harkle stories.

10/22/2017: No new Meghan or Harkle stories.

10/23/2017: Harry has an away day in Lancashire.

10/24/2017: Meghan makes a dig at Kate - why she never wears red nail polish.

10/25/2017: Meghan merches her voice (perhaps this is when she starts negotiating for a Disney documentary voiceover gig...).

10/26/2017: DailyMailTV discusses Meghan's ancestry. Meanwhile, Harry and Meghan leak that:

Harry has had a crush on Meghan since 2015 when he saw her on Suits and he did tell friends back then that she was his ideal woman.

KP aides have been instructed to begin wedding planning and are reviewing dates.

The Cambridges announced Kate's pregnancy early because protocol requires the wedding can't take place until after the baby is born.

10/27/2017: Channel 4 broadcasts a "10 Things About Meghan Markle" documentary.

10/28/2017: Meghan and Harry are actually related! They're distant cousins.

10/29/2017: No new Meghan or Harkle stories.

10/30/2017: No new Meghan or Harkle stories.

10/31/2017: Harry is in Chicago to attend the Barack Obama Foundation Summit, and Charles and Camilla are in Singapore for royal tour.

[arilynn170]

Me in the BTD world

Not my art

Full name: Ariana Lynn Brymer

Name pronounce: Ar-i-an-na

Nickname: Ari or Anna

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 17 years old about to be 18

Birthday: August 26th

Nationality: American

Height: 4'8 feet tall

Weight: 123 pounds

Breed: human hybrid cat demon

Favorite season: summer

Favorite food: BBQ and jelly meatballs and pizza

Favorite drink: Dr pepper

Favorite snack: gummies

Favorite movie: Borat

Favorite show: Garfield show

Favorite smell: perfume and lavender

Favorite song: Heart Shaped Glasses by Marilyn Manson

Favorite artist: Marilyn Manson

Favorite color: pink and light purple

Wears: heart shaped sunglasses, pink bows, dresses, shorts, crop tops, high heels, pink nail polish and chokers

In love with: Ren Hana

Likes: going to parks to play on swings, cats, keychains, rock and pop music, makeup and kissing and cuddling with Ren, spreading money and watch YouTube videos

Hates: mean people, being sad, clowns, snakes, spiders, rap music, dogs, my dad who abandoned me, people who do drugs mostly meth addicts and storms

Mental disorders: Depression, anxiety and mild tourettes (I have all those in real life I went to the mental hospital to get help)

Favorite year: 2018 to 2019

Graduated: 2024

Lives with: My momma

Father figure: my paw paw but he passed away in November 8th, 2020

[dandyghest]

Taanishi! Hiya! I figured it might be a bit of fun to see some of the process of creating my weird little goober - the sabroonor! (tumblr post, toyhouse page)

I don't know if my process is very interesting, especially with this guy as I somehow managed to lock in on a design that I liked pretty quickly, but I'll try to share what I can!

I started out by making a pinterest board (two, actually, as I initially thought I would do the will-o-the-wisp category ^^;;) and collecting inspiration of some different critters and vibes that matched the theme. There are so many fun desert animals.... I'll have to do some more creature design at some point :c]

The main starting inspiration for this monster was Plains bison! This summer I got to visit Wanuskewin Heritage Park and saw bison in person for the first time (they've recently (2019) been reintroduced back into that area in large part thanks to the efforts of the local indigenous peoples)! Lii bufloo (bison) have an important history with Métis people and other Turtle Island Indigenous peoples, and these animals have been on my mind since the summer.

I've always been interested and awed at the way animals are part of and integral to their ecosystems (including humans!) and the way animals shape their environment, so learning about bison wallows was super exciting and really stuck out to me amongst all the other information I learned. I hope I was able to share some of my excitement using this design!

Here's my initial sketches that I made at the beginning of the month! (along with my first thoughts to a friend about the goober)

After that, I took to my sketchbook to work on the design a little more - I have an easier time sketching traditionally! After figuring out the general idea of the shapes I wanted to use, I switched back to digital and worked on some sketches to really nail down the proportions I wanted to use.

I experimented with some colours, and didn't feel like they worked well - I'd been trying to keep in mind that mammals can't naturally produce certain pigments (or so I've read recently LOL, not entirely sure if it's really true or not!) so I was trying to stick to warmer colours. Eventually I broke out of that rule and tried using some other colours from the Desert Oasis theme image, and turned the tail into a cactus (along with adding flower petals to mimic a cactus flower)!

On the 18th, I worked on the skeletal structure of the guy - taking inspiration from raccoons, bison, and armadillos! I had played around with some skeletal sketches earlier, but none of them really addressed (or worked with) HOW this guy curls up into such a tight ball. Took a little bit of finagling (and reference of this image and this image) but I got there eventually!

(I also figured out the name on this day - I just brainstormed some of my favourite features and what I consider its most distinctive features and put together a name using Michif words that I felt fit together well based on those features.)

After that, it was time for needlefelting! I hadn't felted anything in a couple years (except for a little heart for a doll/plushie I made back in May LOL) so it was a bit touch-and-go for the first day or two, but I was able to pick it back up again without too much issue.

I used the skeleton art to create the right proportions for the wire armature! I've already made a post showing some of the needlefelting process, but feel free to ask questions if you're interested in any of it!

Once the little man was finished (Thursday night), I quickly set up a little makeshift photography shoot outside on Friday afternoon before the sun went down, and put together the images on this lovely website. I'll spare you the tale of the woeful struggles I had trying to get the files to be a manageable size without looking awful LOL, but eventually I got the two gifs made! (This was also my first attempt at making a stop-motion animation, it was super fun to try out! I definitely want to do some more with it at some point ^-^)

I uploaded everything to toyhouse and compiled all the notes I'd made about his design, finishing the submission and handing it in about an hour before they closed ^^;;

Also a little bonus: Sabroonor is pronounced "sah-broon-noor" with a slightly rolled r in "broon". Kiiyaamayow ishaayow is pronounced "kee-YAH-mah-yow ish-SHY-yow" (Southern Michif is written using a phonetics system since it was not a written language until preservation efforts were put into place).

[april-is]

April 7, 2023: Insha’Allah, Danusha Laméris

Insha’Allah Danusha Laméris I don’t know when it slipped into my speech that soft word meaning, “if God wills it.” Insha’Allah I will see you next summer. The baby will come in spring, insha’Allah. Insha’Allah this year we will have enough rain.

So many plans I’ve laid have unraveled easily as braids beneath my mother’s quick fingers.

Every language must have a word for this. A word our grandmothers uttered under their breath as they pinned the whites, soaked in lemon, hung them to dry in the sun, or peeled potatoes, dropping the discarded skins into a bowl.

Our sons will return next month, insha’Allah. Insha’Allah this war will end, soon. Insha’Allah the rice will be enough to last through winter.

How lightly we learn to hold hope, as if it were an animal that could turn around and bite your hand. And still we carry it the way a mother would, carefully, from one day to the next.

--

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