#admin lulu presents

[kfinalgirls]

Scream

༊*·˚Admin Lulu Presents~ ༊*·˚Pairing: Choi San x Lulu (OC) 1st pov x Park Seonghwa ༊*·˚Genre/Trope/Au: smut, horror, established relationship, scream au, college au ༊*·˚Rating: R rated, +18 MDNI ༊*·˚Warnings: mentions blood, gore, death, knives, violence (smut will be included in future chapters) ༊*·˚Kinks: fear kink, penetrative sex with no barrier ༊*·˚Word Count: 1,567 ༊*·˚Credits to @kitsunecafe for the divider ༊*·˚Synopsis: When a killer begins to target students of my college--and also starts calling me to brag about it--San is there to comfort me. But throw in his creepy best friend and my world begins to crumble around me ༊*·˚ All Posts ||| Part Two

It was Thursday night, movie night for San and I. Or it was supposed to be movie night. San currently had his head buried in my neck, sneakily placing light kisses and the occasional kitten lick.

"San," I sighed, "I thought we were watching movies."

"We are," he said without missing a beat, "You know the teenagers always get horny within the opening scene. I'm not missing anything." San took the opportunity to suck a love bite and I moaned.

"No, no!" I said, pushing San off of me, "I want to watch this movie. Go make us popcorn if you're bored."

San sent me a hurt look but nonetheless got up gracefully to make his way to my kitchen. I settled back into the couch, curling into the warmth that San left on the cushions and focused on the movie. 

Or I tried to. Next I got a message on my phone. I ignored it and then I got a phone call. I frowned because it wasn't a number I recognized. I ignored it and expected a voice-mail for later if it was important. Except my phone rang again. What the hell?

I answered it angrily, "Hello?!"

"Hello, beautiful," an odd voice addressed me.

Nah, who was this creep? "Who is this, why are you calling me?"

"I just wanted to hear your sweet voice. Are you enjoying your movie?"

I stiffened. How the hell did anyone know that I was watching a movie with San? "No, I'm not enjoying it because you so rudely interrupted me."

"Come on, Lulu, don't be like that! You should have let San make out with you. We all know you get horny too, during those scenes.”

I got off the couch and moved to the window of my apartment. I looked out but couldn't see if anyone was spying on me from the other buildings across the street. Weird. I began to close the curtains just in case. “Look, if this is Wooyoung, this isn't funny. This breaks some kind of law and I’m sure--”

The voice on the other side of the phone laughed at me. “Wooyoung isn’t smart enough to figure out how to spy on you. Come on, you can do better than that.”

A shiver ran down my spine. “San?” 

The voice sounded amused at my guess. “Oh no, your boyfriend is currently making you popcorn, remember? He’s quite dedicated to you. Just like I am. Go on, check.”

I peeked around the corner and indeed, San was making popcorn. He was on his phone with his lower back pressed against the counter as the microwave hummed. I moved further back into the living room, hissing into my phone, “Why are you doing this?”

“Scary movies make you horny. San knows this. I know this. Why do you think he gave up sucking on your neck to make popcorn. He wants to hand feed it to you. And if his fingers so happen to slip into your mouth, you know how good you are at sucking on them.”

For some fucked up reason, my breathing started to quicken. I was getting turned on in this creepy situation. How did this caller know so much about my quirks? “Listen, this isn’t funny. Don’t call me back.” I hung up and then put my phone down like it was possessed. Of course the phone rang and rang and rang. I wasn’t going to play this game. 

Except for San’s prompting from the kitchen. “Babe, your phone is ringing! Pick it up before it drives me insane!”

I picked it up shakily and answered the phone. “What?” I couldn't help but say petulantly. 

“Aw, don’t be like that, Lulu!” The voice cooed sickly-sweet into my ear, “Don’t you like being scared? Aren’t your panties wet right now? What if I were to tell you that I’m killing someone as we speak? Would that get you hot? Would you touch yourself for me while San is in the kitchen making you popcorn and hoping you’ll let him fuck you on your couch?”

I couldn't help the whine that I let out and squeezed my thighs together. “Don’t.”

“This girl’s blood surely isn’t as pretty as yours. She didn’t understand my artistry like you would.” The caller paused and I could hear some obscene sucking noises, “Bet her blood doesn’t taste as good as yours would.”

I hung up the phone quickly as San came into the living room. “Who was that?” San asked absentmindedly. I rushed to the couch and tucked myself into San’s side. San looked at me in concern. “Babe, you’re shaking, what’s wrong?”

“I got a creepy call,” I whispered. Was he watching right now? Was he angry I hung up on him?

San put his arm around me and rubbed my shoulder. “It’s okay, I’m with you. Who would dare try to hurt you with me here? I’d murder them,” San reassured me. “Come on, eat some popcorn with me and let’s watch the movie.”

San unpaused the movie and started to feed me popcorn, not letting me touch the bowl. I could hear as the couple that had been fucking in the woods screamed as the killer came upon them. San’s eyes weren’t on the screen, however. He was watching as I put my tongue out to catch the popcorn and bring it into my mouth. “You’re so hot,” San murmured, his face so close I could feel his breath on my face.

I pouted, still part turned on, part upset that the caller and my boyfriend knew things about me that weren’t right. “San.”

San grinned at me, slow and knowing. “I won’t tell anyone we fuck while we watch scary movies.”

“I’m so wet right now,” I whimpered and surged forward to kiss San’s lips.

I’m embarrassed to say that we did indeed fuck on my couch while the scary movie played in the background completely forgotten. Once San sunk so deep into me with one leg tossed over his shoulder, I didn’t recall the creepy call or what was happening on the movie screen. I was too busy with my fingers threaded through San’s hair, making out while he fucked me slowly to pay attention to the screams or the notifications on my phone about emails from the university…

The next day San and I took the train together to university. San didn’t have classes today but he always liked to tag along to mine. “This way I can sleep through a class and not get yelled at,” He grinned mischievously at me.

We walked from the train station to the quad, San’s arm around my waist and keeping me close. Normally his skinship borderlined possessive but today I sucked it all in. That fucking phone call had shaken me to my core.

“HEY!” A loud voice from behind us scared the both of us, causing us to jump. I whirled around and found a pleased Wooyoung with his tongue in between his teeth. “Have you guys heard yet? About the dead girl?”

I felt all my blood leave my face, “Dead girl?” 

This girl’s blood surely isn’t as pretty as yours.

“Yeah!” Wooyoung nodded enthusiastically, “Apparently one of the students here was found last night, deader than a doornail.”

“What happened?” San asked curiously.

“They say it's manslaughter. They found her with her throat slit but that’s not even the worst part.” Wooyoung leaned in conspiratorially. “They found some serrated fingers stuffed into her mouth.”

And if his fingers so happen to slip into your mouth, you know how good you are at sucking on them.

I dropped my phone and then quickly picked it up off the ground. “Um, I really gotta get to class. There’s some questions I've been meaning to ask the professor. You can catch up to me later, San. Bye Woo.”

I almost jogged into the school and quickly found my Geology lab. No one was there yet and I let out a sigh of relief. I needed a few moments to collect myself. My breathing was erratic and my heart was beating out of my chest. What the actual fuck was going on???

I got a message on my phone and practically jumped out of my skin when the vibration came from my back pocket. I shakily opened it up and read what the message said.

{8:02am} Private Number: Open your purse. I left a gift there for you

I unslung my purse from around my body and unzipped it. I glanced inside and then felt myself get lightheaded. I dropped my purse and out rolled a pinky finger. I stuffed my hand into my mouth to muffle the sobs that were threatening to escape. 

My phone vibrated from onto the counter that I had left it on. I was in too deep now. I had to check it. 

{8:07am} Private Number: This is my pinky promise to you that I’ll see you soon. Get it? Pinky promise? 🤭

I grabbed the pinky finger with a plastic glove the professor had for handling precious rocks. I wrapped it up in it and put it back in my purse. I couldn't put it in the garbage, what if someone found it?

{8:10am} Private Number: See you soon 😘

I rushed to the garbage and threw up. Why was this happening to me???

༊*·˚ All Posts ||| Part Two

[nepofm]

mw from members and admins please?

omg  of  course  !  this  is  going  to  be  a  long  list  (  sorry  in  advance  )  b/c  i  think  it'll  be  nice  to  shed  some  light  onto  our  wcs  and  optional  subplots  as  well  so  everything  can  be  found  under  the  cut  .  i'm  pulling  from  what  our  members  have  suggested  for  like  ...  forever  now  but  members  please  feel  free  to  add  onto  this  if  i've  missed  anything  !  and  as  always  ,  @nepomw  is  always  a  good  source  if  you're  looking  for  more  fc  inspo  ❤️

  MOST  WANTED  FCS

amita  suman  ,  nico  hiraga  ,  laura  harrier  ,  john  boyega  ,  coco  jones  ,  laith  ashley  ,  adria  arjona  ,  archie  reneaux  ,  simone  ashley  ,  bright  vachirawit  ,  sofia  carson  ,  charles  melton  ,  minnie  mills  ,  keith  powers  ,  jung  hoeyon  ,  felix  mallard  ,  lana  condor  ,  michael  evans  behling  ,  savannah  smith  ,  cody  christian  ,  han  sohee  ,  mena  massoud  ,  leah  lewis  ,  win  metawin  ,  charithra  chandran  ,  jordan  fisher  ,  maris  racal  ,  jacob  batalon  ,  meagan  suri  ,  apo  nattawin  ,  mina  el  hammani  ,  jeremy  pope  ,  madelaine  petsch  ,  lucien  laviscount  & maddison  jaizani

MOST  WANTED  CONNECTIONS  &  SUBPLOTS

juno  choi's  childhood  sweetheart  wc

lulu  kim's  male  presenting  best  friend  wc

teagan  yoon's  ex  that  got  off  on  okayish  terms

sage  teller's  famous  ex-girlfriend

jalen  harrison's  sort-of-ex

paige  yoon's  fully  related  sister

muse  h

muse  2e

muse 2h

muse 2j

[diarialiya]

Pengangguran Banyak Karya (katanya)

Honestly, gue ngerasa berat kalau ngomongin karya. Kadang ngerasa bosen karena kata ini udah overused jadi nama kabinet BEM di beberapa periode dan tingkatan univ pfft kadang juga minder, karena di pikiran gue, karya itu ya hasil dari pikiran juga tindakan yang bisa ngasih manfaat banyak, at least ngasih inspirasi. Hiyaa inspirasi juga kata yang menurut gue overused dan sering gue hindari. Gue sering tuh “gemes” sendiri tiap denger moderator atau MC ngenalin atau ngasih tanggapan tentang pembicara, “kita sambut pembicara kita hari ini yang sangat kece dan menginspirasi” haduu tidak adakah diksi lain? :” wkwk enak banget emang Aliya ngeroasting, padahal dirinya sendiri jarang ngomong di panggung.

Oke, balik lagi ke karya yang menginspirasi wkwk beneran ini gue sebenernya berat nulis dua kata itu, tapi yaudahlah emang udah jadi common words. Gue sadar kalau “karya itu adalah proses” kata Iqbal Hariadi yang juga ngutip dari Austin Kleon, “karya pertama itu pasti sampah” tapi ya gapapa just keep going. Pada perjalanannya kita semua belajar dari kesalahan yang kita ciptakan sendiri. Belum lagi kalau belajar dari pengalaman orang lain, mantep tuh makin jago!

Daaan yak, gue lagi dalam perjalanan untuk berkarya hiyahiyaa. Tiga hal yang jadi fokus utama gue di tahun ini adalah gizi, media, dan satu lagi rahasia (sok banget lu Al, gada yang mau tau juga wk). Nah dua dari tiga itu bakal gue fokusin untuk ngembangin ide juga ningkatin skill. Jadi sekarang kondisinya gue pengangguran, udah lulus belum dapet kerjaan tapi banyak aja ternyata yang mesti dikerjain wkwk ada bakat lah ya jadi pengacara. Menurut gue sekarang precious moment banget buat berkarya. Gausah lama-lama galauin corona gabisa keluar rumah, mending isi kepala aja yang berkeliaran, lakukan hal yang selama ini ga sempet lu kerjain karena keluyuran di luar mulu, jangan malah bodo amat karena new normal trus ngerasa di luar udah aman. Ini kenapa gue jadi ngegas? Pfft intinya gue lagi on fire buat ini itu, walaupun ada ngestuck juga sih. Ortu gue mungkin liatnya gue depan laptop terus, asal tetep beberes dan masak mah aman sih mereka paham. Okesip. gue bakal coba breakdown dua fokus gue biar jadi pengingat kalau entar males-malesan.

1. Nyoba nyari solusi dan inovasi sesuai kompetensi

Fyi gue lulusan gizi jalur corona dengan masa studi 57 bulan pfft gausah dipamerin napa dan gue banyak ga puas sama diri gue selama kuliah, ga bener bener mindful pelajarin ilmunya, gatau cara belajar yang bener, sering ga nerima sistem tapi ga berani protes pfft, terjebak dalam rutinitas ngerjain laporan-praktikum, belum lagi aktivitas di luar akademik, dan hal itu ngebuat gue ga bener-bener sadar tujuan gue pelajarin semua matkul itu. Alhasil gue harus terima dengan nilai gue yang terjun bebas~ Gue baru nikmatin kuliah itu justru pas udah semester 6, pas matkulnya bahas gizi makro. Gue excited tuh bahas kebijakan pangan dan gizi, ngitungin rugi negara karena obesitas dan stunting (asli ini seru), belum lagi kalau ngebayangin rapat internasional bahas Codex Alimentarius, fyi itu standar internasional terkait pangan yang ditetapin FAO-WHO, seru tuh banyak konspirasinya wkwk.

Pada suatu hari gue lupa tepatnya pas momen apa gue dapet pencerahan, kayanya sih itu pas lagi mau ikut lomba. Sebagai mahasiswa gizi yang padat sekali kuliahnya, susah banget keluar kampus. Beruntung gue bisa cabut dua kali buat “main” ke negeri tetangga. Jadi pas udah masuk tingkat agak akhir gue pengen ikut lomba tuh, ajak temen kosan trus cari temen lain buat diajak join tim. Gue inget banget gimana perasaannya gue dapetin ide dan bikin konsepnya, berasa nemu harta karun, berasa berhasil connecting the dots dan EUREKA! ya gitudeh intinya gue dapet ide dan pengen bikin startup gizi, padahal gue juga belum ngerti ngerti banget tuh aturan mainnya startup gimana pfft lagi hits kan pada bahas startup wkwk

Long story short , ide itu namanya Diet ‘n Donate (DND), ia selalu kita bawa tiap kali ada kompetisi yang cocok dengan penyesuaian temanya. Baru beberapa kali sih, alhamdulillahnya menang sekali di tingkat kampus dan sekali lagi tingkat nasional di Universitas Brawijaya. Mungkin buat para mapres it’s not a big deal, mereka udah menang dimana-mana sampe level internasional trus bikin ini itu syalalala hehehe tapi buat gue ide ini “mahakarya” gue (walaupun belum berwujud) dan gue punya tanggung jawab akan hal itu. Gimanapun bentuknya nanti, mau startup lah, komunitas lah, gue harus buat ide ini berwujud (titik).

Dan sekarang nih, sekarang banget, gue sama tim gue lagi ikut kompetisi riset dan campaign sosmed tentang gizi. Di saat temen seangkatan lain udah menikmati gaji bulanan, ya walaupun ada yang terdampak pandemi juga sih, kita bertiga yang masih pengangguran nyoba ikut ini. Ngeliat konsep kompetisinya gue ngerasa ini bisa jadi titik mula DND biar berwujud, kalaupun ga menang tetep bisa diterusin. Fyi DND udah 2 tahun di dalam kandungan kepala dan mulut gue wkwk makanya harus segera dilahirkan. Gue sempet mikir sih buat ngelupain aja dan gausah memperjuangkan, tapi mungkin ini namanya cinta sejati wkwk apasih.

Oke segitu dulu tentang DND, mohon doanya kalau kalian udah baca sampai sini, terima kasih sekali~ ga nyangka ini gue nulis panjang begini padahal belum selesai hehe

2. Bikin panggung sendiri di dunia maya

Kalau kalian kenal gue atau setidaknya tau gue di kampus, pasti kalian taulah betapa kalemnya gue, kerjanya di belakang layar, jadi admin sosmed sampe limit tuh buat login Instagram, atau tukang potret sampe kekurangan foto sendiri yang layak buat jadi foto di CV (ini gue baru nyadar pas update CV dan Linkedin, sebenernya ini karena gue lebih sering foto pose gajelas sih wk). Yap, gue menikmati kerja-kerja di belakang layar itu dan mencoba menerima klaim “ukhti kalem” walaupuun that’s not truly define me. Akhirnya pandemi memberiku kesempatan membuat panggung sendiri dan TADAAAA proudly present PODCAST ALMOSPHERE

Podcast ini udah jalan dua bulan lebih, khususnya segmen #TukarIsiKepala, padahal awalnya gada niatan buat dibuat publik, dari dulu gue emang suka ngerekam suara sendiri dan pengen jadi news anchor, padahal ngomong juga masih balelol wkwk jadi awal awal tuh gue nyoba monolog bacain tulisan-tulisan #Jurnaliya gue yang lama, pas gue dengerin lagi aselii geli banget uy, amatiran banget wkwk tapi gue inget karya pertama itu kenang-kenangan, jadi jangan dihapus hehe dan sekarang gue lagi belajar konsisten buat ngisi segmen #TukarIsiKepala, jadi ini dialog gue ajak temen mostly unpopular guests, karena gue juga unpopular host wkwk gue ga nyantumin titel dan personal brand mereka, karena kita bakal ngobrolin bahasan tertentu sebagai diri kita masing-masing, ga dengan embel embel founder blablabla, professional segala macem wkwk.

Emang podcast ini masih banyak banget kurangnya, dari kualitas obrolan juga audionya, tapi gue akui ini jadi media gue belajar ngomong dan nyalurin pikiran gue. Topik yang gue omongin emang topik yang sering gue bahas dan suka, makanya kadang gue mentok juga mesti bahas apalagi, padahal gue tiap pekan mesti publish. Okedeh doain aja ya supaya bisa terus improve hehe

Selain podcast, panggung lain yang mau gue buat adalah halaman ini, yang sekarang lagi kalian baca. Laman yang awalnya jadi sudut terpojokkan seorang Aliya, yang coba dibuat anonim dan tidak dipublikasikan, jadi tempat pelarian di dunia maya kalau lagi pengen berkata-kata atau nyari jawaban dari tulisan orang-orang. Yap Tumblr is like a home on internet.

Gue mungkin ga nentuin harus ngepos seminggu berapa kali sih, tapi gue mau belajar nulis berbagai macam tulisan. Sekarang mungkin gue lagi nulis curhatan, lain kali gue nulis perenungan dengan gaya tulisan lain. Itung itung jadi portfolio gue buat apply jadi content writer hehe.

Yap sekian curhatan panjang Aliya, gue ga ngarep ada yang baca sampe akhir sih,tapi kalau dibaca sampe akhir, makasih banget udah ngeluangin waktunyaa :”) gue puas bisa nulis selepas ini dan gue jadi makin melek berasa abis dapet doping hehe terakhir gue mau nyanyi dulu,

Beri hati pada setiap kerja kerasmu, karya-karyamu~ Aku bisa rasakan, dia bisa rasakan, semua bisa rasakan Biarkan hati t’rus bicara, mungkin kali ini~ Mungkin kali ini... Mungkin kali ini... Mungkin kali ini... Lahirlah mahakaryamu❤ #np Tulus - Mahakarya

Balikpapan, 12 Juli 2020 01:49 AM

[christinaengela]

Hello friends and fans!

Welcome to my 34th newsletter – and this time, I think you’ll notice right away that there’s something different about it!

In Brief:

October already? Wow! One of these days it’ll be December and Saturnalia again! 😉 Oktoberfest is on its way – and of course, our favorite festival of the year: Halloween!

In last month’s newsletter I said that this has been one of the busiest, most productive years in writing I’ve had in a long time, and it’s only right that I emphasize that!

That said, this edition of my newsletter also has to be the most intensively updated and detailed one yet! It even has a gorgeous new header image – and lots of extra information!

Let’s carry on, starting with some of the technical background stuff related to my writing!

Discontinuation of the .net website

As I told you last month, the .net website has been discontinued as of mid-September, so please don’t use the christinaengela.net url/link as the redirect to christinaengela.com isn’t expected to work much longer!

I opened the .net site in September 2018 as an experiment, and set up an array of onboard selling tools – but although I finally had just three direct sales from that website during the past year (amounting to a whopping $6 in all that time!) the cost of renewing the service just didn’t justify the expense. I have no intention of renewing the .com domain either when it expires in 2020, since the cost of that via WordPress would be actually three times the renewal cost of the .net through GoDaddy! I will nevertheless do my best to keep all my url mentions updated – hence this reminder!

Updates On Lulu AND Amazon

As you probably are aware, one of the two main service providers I publish through is Lulu.com (the other I use is Smashwords). While both have their fans and their pro’s and cons, Lulu is the only one of the two that distributes to Amazon straight-off – Smashwords wants you to sell a truck-load of a title via their own site, or Apple, or Kobo before they will even consider forwarding it to Amazon! Also, as I mentioned in last month’s newsletter, I’d updated quite a few titles incrementally on Lulu over the past few years, and noticed that inspite of everything I did, Amazon was still displaying some quite old versions of my books that were no longer available, and not updating to the newest versions!

Upon investigation, I complained to Lulu’s help department, and they clarified: it turns out that while I may have updated a project file on a particular book, those changes didn’t reach Amazon. I’m still not sure if this means the process of “revision” on Lulu is automatic and it didn’t work properly in this case, or if the process is not automatic and I’m supposed to notify them to send updated files to Amazon after making changes – they simply didn’t clarify that part – but in the meantime I found a workaround of my own! By that I mean that I undertook the gargantuan task of republishing my books on Lulu not once – but TWICE in the space of a single week!

Let it not be said that I don’t put enough effort into my books! Whew!

The process involved taking down basically ALL my books that are on Lulu, “retiring” them one by one, and then manually republishing each one again – from the beginning, getting new ISBN numbers in the process! As if that wasn’t stressful enough, a few days after completing the updates I received an email from Lulu informing me that this still wasn’t good enough and that I would have to make changes yet again! Hang on a sec – I thought Smashwords was supposed to be the pedantic nitpicking one?

I decided I’d be damned if I was going to change all the covers again to suit them – I wanted the series names on the covers as well, so – groaning and grudgingly, I took all of Galaxii and Quantum down a second time in the space of one week – and republished them again, this time with titles matching the covers EXACTLY! Fortunately, the next morning I received notice that this had done the trick and all Galaxii and Quantum titles had passed Lulu’s evaluation for distribution and had been forwarded to Amazon, Kobo and Barnes & Noble!

I heaved a huge sigh of relief once that was done!

In the meantime, all the titles concerned were still directly available via Lulu’s own shop page, and of course, everywhere else they’re distributed to – Kobo, Barnes & Noble, iBookstore, Smashwords, etc.

All that legwork is now finally behind me, and the newly updated titles that were supposed to have reached Amazon months ago arrived there by the 20th September! But at least, they’re finally there! I was finally able to claim them by clicking “This is my book!” and added them to my Amazon author page! Only then was I able to ask Amazon to link the new editions to previous editions, which will solve the knotty problem of having multiple editions showing side-by-side there!

Still, the drama isn’t quite over yet, as only once this has been done will I be able to update my GoodReads book listing, since their system allows only ISBN/AISN numbers of books being sold on Amazon, and nowhere else!

To make matters even more complicated, somehow in the publishing process over the past couple of years, a duplicate GoodReads author profile got created automatically by some system gremlin or other, and all my current titles are already listed on that site under “Ms. Christina Engela” in duplicate – as they are on Amazon itself – and I can’t claim or add or merge them with my existing GoodReads author user account either! *Head desk!* Perhaps this issue can be resolved if I create a new user account on GoodReads and claim that account… but I still have to get around to it!

I often wonder if aspiring indie authors out there actually knew the amount of work, admin, research, learning, trouble and frustration lying in wait for them, if they’d just give up and not bother! But then, this is my obsession, so it’s not as if I actually have a choice in the matter!

Reviews

“Dead Man’s Hammer” received an amazing 5 star review from UK writer and reviewer, Lee Hall on September 9! I’m not sure how other writers take it, but when I see glowing reports of something I wrote, containing statements like: “As the Quantum series unfolds, it grows more and more impressive“, “Dead Man’s Hammer is proof that Christina Engela can build an established world and insert so many genres into it along with retaining a unique style of writing that not only tributes her influences but has a way of confiding in readers” and “Throughout Engela’s writing style naturally flows and is fun to read“, I feel like breaking out the bubbly and inviting people round to celebrate!

It’s truly gratifying to realize that the reason a reviewer is saying these things, is because they took the time to read something I wrote. It’s also humbling, and I’m very grateful!

It’s probably worth mentioning though, that “Dead Man’s Hammer” has been available since 2006, and this is the very first review I’ve had of that particular title! That alone should serve as an indication of how difficult it is to get reviews as an indie or self-publishing author!

Theo & Yvonne Engela’s Books – New Covers & Formatting

As part of the revision process I told you about in the previous section, I took the opportunity to fix a few things and improve upon the presentation of my parent’s books! I know, I know, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it, right? Still, I couldn’t help myself! At any rate, what I did was create new covers for my parent’s books to make them stand out more, and also to make them look similar and part of the same series, while also reformatting the interior of the eBook into a more uptodate and modern format – the same as the one I use on all the Galaxii and Quantum books! I think they really pop, don’t you?

Poetry by Wendy K. Engela

A couple of months ago my wife and partner in all things wierd and wonderful, Wendy, published her first book – a collection of her gothic poetry! “Season’s Change“. The collection is now available as an eBook via all the expected places, Amazon, Lulu, Smashwords, and all their distribution partner sites.

Sales & Downloads

Since I made a host of new free promotional items available on Lulu and Smashwords, interest towards the end of July – particularly on Smashwords has been gradually showing signs of improvement. Let’s just say that at least I can detect a pulse! Downloads of my free items are happening, and I feel a little encouraged. On the sales front however, things are still pretty dire. Hopefully they will pick up soon.

Current Writing Projects 

Book 7 in Quantum – tentatively operating under the working title “Underground Movement” – is still under way. Just slowly. At the time of last month’s newsletter I told you I’d just reached over 29000 words… and then I peeled some of those off and shifted them to the next title after that’s draft… so “Underground Movement” is currently sitting at just over 21000 words again! Still, it’s all part of the creative process, isn’t it? Right now I’m pondering whether I shouldn’t just merge the next two title’s stories? The story’s finer detail is still evolving and unfolding, so sometimes it’s easy to lose sight of the path while I’m distracted by all the scenery! Anyway, when I make my mind up, I’ll let you know!

Translation

As some of you may recall, in 2016 I released Afrikaans translations of “The Thirteenth Ship” and “Wiggle Room“, which like the English originals, were made available as free downloads. These have been updated and made available once again!  I also made it a goal back in the day, to get all my fiction works translated into Afrikaans for the local market, but also into a couple of other languages – as far as that was possible! Translation work isn’t easy, as I’m sure you can imagine – translation apps can really mangle the works up, and without a native language-speaker to check these translations I’m still up the creek without a canoe!

That said, I’ve had to rely on volunteers to do it out of their own good will rather than to pay top dollar for paid translation services! All I’ve been able to offer people willing to assist me in this task, is mention of their name in the credits and perhaps to give them a free eBook copy of any one of my paid books upon completion of the job!

Now, before you accuse me of being a skint old duck, please bear in mind that the items I wanted translated were all free sample works for which I wouldn’t get paid anyway! It doesn’t make sense to spend thousands of near-worthless Souf Efikin ronts on something that gets given away for free, does it? That being said, some time ago, a few people volunteered eagerly to translate a couple of short stories, and quietly disappeared, never to be heard from again! This recently was the case as well, with several apparent eager-beavers silently vanishing into the mist! Hopefully, in the long-run I can get some of the novels translated. This is a long-term goal, so I expect progress to be slow.

Communication

I’ve also done my level best recently, to start making a post via my website blog daily and then sharing that across social media instead of posting directly to Facebook, Twitter et al. The goal I’ve kept in mind is to post informative articles about various different characters or elements of my stories – and also to come across to readers as more personable… that is to day, less businesslike and less intimidating. After all, I is human too, and I don’t bite… much! So far, that seems to be helping! Below are links to a few of my most recent posts on The Crow Bar:

The Tech Side #1: A Broad-Spectrum Approach To Sci-fi Storytelling

LGBT Heroes in Galaxii & Quantum – the “G” in LGBT

Secret Weapons of the Resistance: Time Travel, Beck the Badfeller & Cindy-Mei Winter

FAQ’s Answered #13: Who Is Sona Kilroy?

FAQ’s Answered #12: Who Is Cindy-Mei Winter?

FAQ’s Answered #11: What Is The Time Saving Agency?

Storm Area 51! Let’s See Them Aliens! Etc!

FAQ’s Answered #10: Who Is Marsha In “Dead Beckoning” to Blachart?

FAQ’s Answered #9: What Inspired “Prodigal Sun” & “High Steaks”?

Secret Weapons of the Resistance: Fred (the Arborian)

Secret Weapons of the Resistance: Bovine Torpedoes

FAQ’s Answered #8: What Inspired The Akx?

Preserve The Past… Save The Future!

Another Round At The Crow Bar #33 September 2019

FAQ’s Answered #7: What Do I Write About (& Other Questions)

Anyway, let’s move on to some more new releases!

New Releases

Some of you may recall that in 2016 I released Afrikaans translations of “The Thirteenth Ship” and “Wiggle Room“, which like the English originals, were made available as free downloads. These have been updated and made available once again!

  Currently Available Titles:

I currently have 22 unique titles available in 4 series (not including the 15 free promotional items).

Alternately, you can view Christina’s books at Amazon, Smashwords, Lulu or Payhip.

Some of Christina’s titles are available in other languages: Afrikaans.

The Galaxii Series

(Click on the cover images to view product pages for each title.)

The Quantum Series

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Panic! Horror In Space

Space Sucks!

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Other

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Non-Fiction

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Edited by Christina Engela

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FREE Promotional Items:

     (Click on the cover images to open free samples.)

On A Personal Note

As I related to you last month, I have opted to sell via Amazon again. Not that I like them, but there’s simply no other way to make any headway as an author – especially an indie author – without making use of their platform.

The two different earlier editions of my dad’s collection of short stories “African Assignment” I mentioned last time as listed on my Amazon author page have finally – after another round of emails, been merged. At this stage, I’m just waiting for the current version to reflect on Amazon’s database before adding it to my listing and then getting those merged with it as well.

Hopefully some headway will be made soon in this regard, and I will as always, keep you posted.

Fan Mail, Reviews & Honorable Mentions

I found the following items to display in this months issue:

Medium.com has shared my article “No LGBT Stereotypes Here!” from last year on their website.

“Dead Man’s Hammer” received an amazing 5 star review from UK writer and reviewer, Lee Hall on September 9, 2019 – the very first for this title!

My favorite reviewer also tweeted THIS about “Black Sunrise” on the 12th!

I got this review on Smashwords for “The Thirteenth Ship“: “Started average, but the ending was different. 4 Stars” – James Jenkins September 12, 2019.

I was quoted by Stephanie C. Odili on Aug 13, 2019 on an article at Medium.com “The patriarchy longs for the days ‘when men were men’ and women were oppressed, subservient — and they can see no wrong in it. It justifies its former power and lust to hold on to it — and if possible, to regain it…How can oppression and power over another person’s life ever be ‘love’?” ― Christina Engela.

A short story project I collaborated on with fellow author Alex S. Johnson “Negative Wonderland” appears on Pintrest.

CrowdCount has one of my quotes at the bottom of their website in a carousel along with quotes from Margaret Mead, Ron Siltanen and Mother Theresa. “Human rights is a numbers game. Who is going to care if only 20 people pitch for a protest?“

Poopbite (odd name, that) lists one of my quotes on a list about bonfires. “Knowledge and education are the keys to this human tragedy which is a bonfire of hate-fueled by ignorance.” – Christina Engela.

GGGMall is still quietly carrying on, selling my books via their website AND on Bid or Buy.

The Daily Ripple posted a quote of mine from “The Pink Community – The Facts” right at the top of their homepage! “The problem is, in a world where some people (even in the USA, where someone like Donald Trump was allowed to rise to the level of a serious presidential candidate in 2016) have descended to such levels of ignorance that science itself is dismissed by leaders, political and religious as ‘an agenda’, and frightening numbers of people cling to ignorance and superstition because it suits their conservative anti-human rights views and objectives.” ― Christina Engela, The Pink Community – The Facts.

I display my Fan Mail, Reviews & Compliments with pride, gratitude and humility. You are always welcome to have a look.

Hate Mail & Horrible Mentions

I’ve had nothing in this department over the past month, other than a couple of pitiful dick pics and weak insults – surely my haters can do better?

This Levitican dickhead (who was on my Facebook friends list until then) made an effort to let me know what a hopeless transphobe he is by posting this string of abusive comments on a share of LGBT Heroes in Galaxii & Quantum – the “G” in LGBT. Yes, I write about LGBT characters in some of my books – and I’m open about being transgender and lesbian myself – so if you’re a homophobe or transphobe, why send me friend requests to begin with? #gallery-0-7 { margin: auto; } #gallery-0-7 .gallery-item { float: left; margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 33%; } #gallery-0-7 img { border: 2px solid #cfcfcf; } #gallery-0-7 .gallery-caption { margin-left: 0; } /* see gallery_shortcode() in wp-includes/media.php */

This next ignoramus stepped up to demonstrate what happens when you’re a hate-filled sack of shit and you miss your turn to use the family brain cell – when you open your piehole, you sound like a TERF. #gallery-0-8 { margin: auto; } #gallery-0-8 .gallery-item { float: left; margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 33%; } #gallery-0-8 img { border: 2px solid #cfcfcf; } #gallery-0-8 .gallery-caption { margin-left: 0; } /* see gallery_shortcode() in wp-includes/media.php */

I’m rather proud of my hate mail, and you can review my collection here – but be forewarned, don’t do it while eating or drinking, or you might choke while laughing!

Interviews

I have nothing new to show you here this month.

All my interviews are linked to from this page. If you would like to do an interview with me about my work, please do get in touch!

In Closing

Well, that’s all for this time, folks! 🙂

Thanks again for all your support, friendship and interaction!

Until next time, keep reading!

Cheers! 🙂

If you would like to know more about Christina Engela and her writing, please feel free to browse her website.

If you’d like to send Christina Engela a question about her life as a writer or transactivist, please send an email to christinaengela@gmail.com or use the Contact form.

Show your appreciation for Christina’s work!

All material copyright © Christina Engela, 2019.

Another Round At The Crow Bar #34 October 2019 Hello friends and fans! Welcome to my 34th newsletter - and this time, I think you'll notice right away that there's something different about it!

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Dilema Hidupku

Hai semua, apa kabar?

Jika kalian bertanya balik kepadaku, aku sedikit tidak baik.

Kenapa?

Aku dilema, sampai umurku 21 tahun ini... aku susah untuk melangkah. Aku susah naik satu tangga ke tangga lainnya. Otakku termakan rasa takut jatuh! Gelisah! Dan tidak berani! Payah kan aku ini haha... sudah biasa kata-kata itu bergelut di hatiku.

Sebelum kalian membaca lebih lanjut, siapkan jeda untuk minum dan bernafas agak panjang hehe...

Selamat membaca ❤️

TK dan Sekolah Dasar</b>

Dulu waktu kecil, aku ingin sekali menjadi astronot. Aku suka mengumpulkan buku ensiklopedia gratisan dihadiah kaleng susu adikku hehe. Makanya semasa aku masih sekolah dasar, aku pandai banget menyebutkan nama-nama planet, rasi bintang, dan benda-benda angkasa lainnya. Ya, namanya bocah sd pasti cepet banget bosan dan suka gonta-ganti cita-cita. Aku ingat, semasa kelas 3 sd aku ikut les komputer. Saat itu ya bisa dibilang uda jago, otak-atik microsoft, paint, aplikasi chatting, ngoleksi disket banyak banget dan sebagainya. Bisa dibilang, hanya aku saat itu yang paling jago mengoperasikan komputer.

SMP</b>

Setelah aku lulus dari sekolah dasar, aku masuk ke sekolah menengah pertama swasta dekat rumah baruku, aku masih minat mengikuti extrakulikuler komputer di sekolahku. Waktu kelas 8 adalah kejadian dimana aku masih trauma sampai sekarang, aku sempat di bully satu sekolah dan orang tua ku juga ikut diolok-olok. Singkat cerita, ya namanya bocah iri sama temen sendiri yang sok "kaya" padahal duit orangtua, jadilah aku ikutan boong, takut dijauhin teman. Karena kejadian itu, aku jarang masuk sekolah, takut lihat orang sekitar dan hampir aku bunuh diri gara-gara dikucilkan. Aku mengaku, aku emang salah. Dari situ aku banyak belajar dan bisa memilah mana teman baik dan mana tidak.

Kelas 8 berlalu, aku mulai menjadi ratih yang lebih bijak dan tegar. Aku mulai bangkit dari posisi terburuk sekalipun. Aku tunjukkan dengan prestasiku dan membuang jauh-jauh teman yang pernah menghinaku. Di kelas 3 aku aktif nge-BAND jadi vokalis pertama yang gabisa ngomong R haha karena aku cadel. Tapi aku pede dan senang, saat itu juga aku menjadi primadona di SMP ku. Masuk majalah hingga cowok-cowok banyak yang deketin aku hehe.

SMK as STM</b>

Setelah aku lulus di sekolah menengah pertama swastaku, aku diterima disekolah menengah kejuruan negeri. Dan saat itu aku diberi motor baru sesuai perjanjian ayahku hehe. Aku mulai minat sama desain, bikin film dsb, tapi namanya takdir... aku tidak diterima di jurusan multimedia, melainkan di jurusan pilihan keduaku yaitu RPL atau Rekayasa Perangkat Lunak atau bisa dibilang IT lah...

Dari itu aku sadar, aku tidak suka ngoding! Aku tidak suka mikir keras hingga aku menangis! Tapi ya... aku jalani dengan berat hati. Ku kira jurusan RPL itu menyenangkan seperti aku les-les komputerku dulu, ternyata tidak. Seenggaknya aku tau, ilmu di dunia IT apa aja.. kayak hacker itu apa, cracking, ngoding pake bahasa yang njelimet bikin puyeng haha dan yang pasti punya teman-teman sekelasku yang turut saling bantu.

Kuliah</b>

Setelah aku lulus dari sekolah menengah kejuruan ku, aku masih berpikir... mau jadi apa aku ini? Apa yang aku inginkan? Cita-citaku apa? Jangankan semua itu... aku saja tidak punya hobi... aku malas membaca, aku suka tidur, aku tukang makan, suka ngabisin duit jajan ya begitulah kerjaanku sebagian besar. Aku berpikir, jika aku kerja? Kerja apa aku? Sedangkan aku masih buta gatau mau ngapain?. Saat itu, aku memutuskan untuk kuliah. Dengan alasan, aku ingin menyamakan strata ayahku dan bisa sukses lebih dari ayah. Tapi nih, sebenernya aku lebih suka sekolah dari pada kerja. Why? Aku pernah magang saat aku smk, saat aku dimarahin atasan rasanya kakiku bergetar, takut sendiri dan mau nangis. Lebay banget kan aku haha... aku sih biasa dimarahin orangtuaku, tapi rasanya di marahin atasan itu beda ga ngerti kenapa... ya mungkin gara-gara dia orang lain eh gatau ah.

Aku memutusan untuk kuliah dan ambil jurusan ilmu komunikasi, kenapa aku ambil ini? Ya sesuai dengan keinginanku waktu smk... saat itu aku tidak lulus di jurusan itu. Ya jadinya, aku ambil ilmu komunikasi broadcasting. Awal semester, banyak banget yang demo divisi dan ukm difakultasku. Aku memutuskan untuk mengambil divisi radio ( announcer ), art ( modeling ) dan ukm paduan suara. 1 tahun aku aktif disemua divis dan ukm, aku senang... aku punya pengalaman baru. Rasanya ingin sekali aku menjadi penyiar radio hehe amiinn. Setelah menjalani 3 semester, aku mulai ragu untuk mengambil broadcast. Dengan pergulatan hati, pikiran, jiwa dan raga haha... aku pindah haluan, dari broadcast ke newmedia. Apa itu new media? Jadi new media itu semacam membahas tentang kejahatan didunia maya, jurnalistik online, presenter dan masih banyak lagi. Aku nyaman dan tidak menyesal memilih jurusan itu.

Entah, saat tiba di semester akhir. Hatiku mulai diguncang lagi.

Mau jadi apa aku ini?

Kerja di televisi? Tidak semudah itu. Kerja di radio? Tidak segampang itu. Ujung-ujungnya kerja kantoran sebagai admin atau kasier atau penjaga toko? Ya tau gitu aku gausah ambil jurusan ilmu komunikasi kan?. Pada suatu hari, aku ditawarin kerja sama sahabatku. Menjadi partner kakaknya di perusahaan percetakan besar dengan jabatan PPIC atau production planning and inventory control. Jabatan ini bisa dikatakan tinggi, dibawah manager lah karena mengatur semua perencanaan dari barang mentah hingga barang jadi atau siap kirim. Gajinya juga gede, tapi kerjanya berat banget buat aku yang anak bawang pertama kali kerja haha... jiwa ngeluhku makin hari makin menjadi. Aku ga sanggup kerja pagi pulang sore, malamnya aku kuliah, pulang sampe rumah jam 10 atau 11 malem, terus nugas sampe pagi... gitu terus sampe aku sakit-sakitan. Yang encoklah, yang pusinglah, yang mual, kerokan tiap hari duh malu-maluin banget lah.

Akhirnya aku berhenti di perusahaan itu, dan untuk pertama kalinya aku digaji dengan hasil keringatku. Uangnya ku buat beli handphone baru, traktir keluarga dan temanku. Seiring berjalannya waktu, aku mulai fokus untuk kuliah lagi. Yaps! Aku dilema lagi, berkali-kali aku bergelut dengan hati. Aku punya komitmen untuk menyelesaikan kuliahku lebih cepat 1semester, resikonya aku harus menjalankan skripsi sekaligus keribetan kkn. Apalagi skripsiku susah banget, banyak variabel, harus uji ini uji itu rempong bangetlah haha... kknku juga aku ditugaskan untuk menjadi ketua yang dipilih secara acak atau hoki-hokian haha, menurutku ini bukan hoki tapi ngerepotin banget. Semua itu aku jalani. Baru kali ini otakku agak sadar, otakku bilang “kamu harus belajar giat, kamu tidak sendiri. Seenggaknya apa yang kamu lakukan bisa meringankan beban ayahmu untuk bayar kuliahmu. Kamu juga akan menjadi cum laude, dan bisa cepat kerja”. Oke fix, aku lakukan dengan rasa syukur, berdoa, semangat! Alhamdulillah, aku diwisuda dan cum laude meskipun bukan yang paling tinggi ipkNya dan baru kali itu aku melihat ayahku nangis dengan bangga denganku. Dalam hatiku, aku bangga bisa melihat ayahku bahagia dan aku melihat mata ayahku yang menaruh harapan besar kepadaku, seakan ayahku ingin melihatku sukses dan bisa menggapai cita-citaku.

LULUS CUM LAUDE 3½TAHUN</b>

Aku sadar, aku lemah, aku labil dan aku benci tantangan yang tidak aku sukai as tantangan yang ga demen buat aku.

Lagi, lagi dan lagi. Jadi saat ini, dimana aku akan menemukan cita-citaku? Aku masih menginginkan menjadi penyiar radio, kerja ditelevisi, berbinis sendiri. Tapi untuk bisnis, aku akan mulai mencari pekerjaan. aku dapat, berselang 3 bulan aku diwisuda. Aku dapat kerjaan menjadi pimpinan outlet di les-les an anak TK dan SD. Pikirku susah-sudah gampang, ternyata ribet juga. Aku harus multitasking dengan merangkap semua pekerjaan yang ada di tempat les tersebut! SDMNya kacau, tidak ada rincian mengenai jobdesk dan gaji. Jadi, aku harus bisa menjadi guru, sekaligus marketing, sekaligus pimpinan outlet dan sebagainya. Kalo gaji gede sih gapapa, gajinya ga sesuai banget. Misal nih, omset outlet sebulan mencapai 30juta eh tapi pimpinan oulet dapet bagian 200ribu. Oke fix, aku resign TANPA GAJI SEPESERPUN GAES HIKS.

Aku? Mulai dari 0 lagi, mencari-cari pekerjaan dengan dibantu orangtuaku, tetanggaku dan kekasihku. Panas-panas, hanya menaruh amplop coklat di berbagai perusahaan dengan harapan besar agar bisa diterima diperusahaan itu. Aku dilema, sampai kapan aku begini terus? Sampai kapan aku nganggur? Aku tidak mau merepotkan orangtuaku lagi, aku malu! Aku sudah besar, aku sudah waktunya untuk mencari uang sendiri! Mandiri! Sampai saat ini, aku masih berusaha mencari pekerjaan... aku butuh uang! Untuk biaya pernikahanku nanti, kebutuhan sehari-hariku dan aku ingin membuka bisnis entah apa itu...

jika kalian masih bertanya, apa cita-citaku saat ini? Aku ingin menjadi penulis puisi atau coretan curhatanku yang ngalor ngidul, aku ingin punya buku karyaku sendiri dan laku dipasaran, tanpa sadar aku suka banget nulis diary dari kecil hingga saat ini. Dulu sih aku nulisNya di buku diary, email dan note hape sekarang aku nulis di tumblr hehe, aku teracuni oleh kekasihku yang juga suka nulis. Emang jodoh gak akan kemana hehe... hm apalagi ya, aku masih ingin menjadi penyiar radio yang digemari banyak orang. Semoga semua cita-citaku segera dikabulkan oleh Allah SWT dan menjadi yang terbaik.

Doakan aku ya, segera aku diberi pekerjaan yang terbaik untukku. Amiinn...

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welcome to the upper east side, adelaide laurent ! 

below is a sample application filled out by an admin to demonstrate what we’re looking for from our future cast. items with an asterisk ( * ) will not be posted upon acceptance. 

behind the screen.

name / ashley.

age / 32. 

timezone / cst.

pronouns / she/her.

* activity level / 7-10, genuinely depending on how active everyone else is & if i worked that day and it exhausted me and admin duties had to come first. but my excitement for this group is off the charts so i have a feeling i’ll always be around. 

* banned faceclaims / none! 

* triggers / family death ( blacklisted as #family death cw ) 

the character.

character desired / adelaide laleh laurent

character faceclaim / maddison jaizani ( backups include lulu antariksa and victoria justice ) 

character aesthetics / the color gold, starbucks cups with lipstick stains, chanel perfume, ribbons and bows, deep jewel toned interiors, mirrors in every room, old art pieces, a messy closet full of shoes, books with handwritten notes, purses big enough to hold just a wallet and a cell phone charger, backless dresses, french manicures, half drunken glasses of wine, tiaras and jewels, oversized sunglasses and pearls, tiffany blue see also - tag on adelaides blog here / pinterest board of aes here

habits & quirks / - twirling her ruby ring on her left pinky ( especially when nervous or upset ) - has a tendency to ‘space out’ in order to create a more appealing version of the world around her ( her daydreams often mimic movies she likes in order to make things more romantic or suspenseful, depending on her mood )  - organizes everything in a particular order. books / dvds / cd’s, etc. are all alphabetized. everyone’s contact information has their full name, no nicknames. her closet is organized by style ( work, personal, party, etc. ) and color coded within. her shoes are organized by height and color. even her fridge has things organized by brand inside of it.  - she hates silence. when at home, she often has the television on quietly to old tv or movies ( she loves the classics, but also will put on any romantic comedy or even sitcoms just to keep her from being ‘completely alone’. ) at work, she usually plays french pop in her office so that it doesn’t distract her from her job but it isn’t silent. even at night, she has a white noise machine.

gossip girl.

two reasons your character might be gossip girl.

adelaide has to know everything. she’s a know it all and a huge gossip and wants nothing more than to be the center of attention, therefore she eavesdrops and lurks around until she knows everything she can about those she’s surrounded by. 

everyone has, at one point, assumed she was. the site really took off once ophelia carmichael disappeared for boarding school, and some say it was because adelaide suddenly had more time on her hands. she’s the most likely culprit, especially since she’s always had a way with words. 

two reasons your character can’t be gossip girl.

adelaide never even downloaded the application. she never bothered submitting to the website, because it was ‘beneath her’. she barely paid attention to it, and therefore actually missed a lot of information ( she probably should have known about ). 

in high school, her schedule kept her non-stop from morning til night. she not only had school, but various tutors and SAT prep courses, tennis lessons and competitions, committees for various charities and countless other activities. what social time she did have she saved specifically for those in her circle - grayson and ophelia first and foremost, and then lena and josephine when ophelia went away. 

* something your character is hoping gossip girl does not find out about. this can be anything from the past decade until present time; secrets will be not be posted on the gossip blog without consent of the players.

tried to fight her mother for her youngest sister ( yale )’s parental guardianship be transferred to herself after college, claiming that her mother and step-father may have been able to give her financial support but could never provide her emotional support. no one else in the family knows about the fight - including yale herself - and therefore are unaware as to why adelaide has refused to visit them in los angeles since returning back to the states herself. 

her sophomore year of college, she began sleeping with one of her professors. the two even went away together on spring break and nearly eloped - but a phone call from someone in her past stopped her from walking down the aisle ( or across the beach ) - and she came to her senses, leaving him at the alter instead. 

anything else.

adelaide’s blog. 

adelaide’s pinterest. 

meet adelaide laurent tag 

basic information 

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[ Ability: Precognition. ]

Ever since Yue was young, she’s held the ability to see future events happen before they even took place. Although this may seem like a gift, she often felt that it was a curse because she has no control over what she sees, or when she sees these visions. Also, the deeper she is in a premonition, she’ll often wake up with memory loss, either of moments from her past, or where she is in the present. This depends on how far in to the future she sees, and is usually only temporary.

How she arrived at Neocity:

Growing up, Yue and her parents always thought she would live a simple, normal life, and she was okay with it. Her life was the epitome of normal - two loving parents with a daughter and a stable home, all topped off like icing with a family dog and a safe neighborhood surrounding them. She never strove to be anything else, but it seemed like the world just had other plans for her.

When she was just 10 years old, Yue witnessed her first vision of the future - her dog, sweet Lulu, being put down after falling ill. She had cried to her parents, begging them to help Lulu, but they only brushed her off and told her it was just a bad dream. Oh, how she wished it was. Only three days later, her premonition came true.

Flash forward to Yue’s junior high years. Now, she’s grown used to her visions, typically small events she can ignore, only until one day it isn’t. She foresees a classmate suddenly bringing a knife to school, but when she tries to plead to her teachers for help, they only brush her off again. Once someone hears her story, it’s the end for Yue, She becomes the laughing stock of her school, and even the few who choose to believe her crazy visions turn against her once the day she claims it will happen comes around. Because of some turn of events, her classmate decides not to bring the knife to school, and she is only seen as a faker and an attention-seeker.

It’s these years of her life that cause her to move away from her home in Changchun to pursue a fresh start in Neocity. Here, she hopes for a new life - somewhere people will believe her- or at the very least tolerate her- when she decides to share her visions.

Other Information:

Faceclaim: Xuan Lu (Actress)

Full name: Jiang Yue

Nicknames (if any): 

Age: 22

Sexuality: Bisexual

Occupation: Barista at The Grumpy Cafe

Personality:

Jiang Yue is a nurturer at heart, and she often sacrifices her own happiness if it means that she can make someone else’s life even a little better. She has a soft spot for children and people in need, and she’s always there to lend an ear or a hand to anyone who comes her way. Because of her experience with bullying, Yue is always striving to make people happy, and to not get herself on anyone’s bad side in hopes of avoiding any conflict.

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Scream ༊*·˚ Part 2

༊*·˚Admin Lulu Presents~ ༊*·˚Pairing: Choi San x Lulu (OC) 1st pov x Park Seonghwa ༊*·˚Genre/Trope/Au: smut, horror, established relationship, scream au, college au ༊*·˚Rating: R rated, +18 MDNI ༊*·˚Warnings: mentions blood, gore, death, knives, violence (smut will be included in future chapters), drinking, party going, creep! seonghwa, gaslighting ༊*·˚Kinks: suggestive talk ༊*·˚Word Count: 1,913 ༊*·˚Credits to @cafekitsune for the divider ༊*·˚Synopsis: When a killer begins to target students of my college--and also starts calling me to brag about it--San is there to comfort me. But throw in his creepy best friend and my world begins to crumble around me ༊*·˚Part One ||| All Posts || Part Three

“San, no, I am not going to some stupid party!”

San and I were having a not-so-great argument. He wanted to go out, I wanted to stay in. Usually I could convince him with a flash of my underwear that it was in his best interest to stay in but tonight he was being stubborn for some reason.

“Come on, Lulu!” He pleaded, “I promised Seonghwa we would go!”

I sent him a look of disgust, “I’m especially not going because of your weird best friend.”

“He’s not weird!” San whined, “He’s just got his head in the clouds a lot. I promise, he’s harmless.”

Harmless my ass. I don’t know how many times I caught Seonghwa staring at me and even when I caught him he never stopped like normal people do. He always seemed to loom at any function that San and I went to. Seonghwa got so close to me sometimes I could hear his breathing. He really really creeped me out but he was San’s best friend and I had to endure it, I guess.

“Please, I don’t want to go. I don’t care what you promised!” I begged. If I had to pull out the big cards, I would. I went on my knees and grabbed a fistful of his pants, looking up at him, “I’ll make it worth your while if we don’t go.”

San looked so good. His hair was soft and he had just a t-shirt and a pastel green cardigan but damn did his shoulders fill out everything so nicely. San cursed under his breath and cupped the side of my face with one hand. “God, what I wouldn’t do for you to suck my dick right now.” He shook his head and steeled himself. “No, you can’t dissuade me. Seonghwa is throwing this party and he was very adamant that we both be there. We have to. Besides, you’ve been jittery since movie night and I want to get you out of the apartment.”

Guess I had to take another approach. “There’s a killer out there, San!”

San rolled his eyes at me, “Then we should go to the party. The more people there the less likely we’re going to get murdered.”

“Fine,” I said stiffly, getting up from being on my knees, “I’m not wearing this skirt though. Seonghwa gets weird when I wear skirts around him.”

San pffted at me. “Who wouldn’t get weird when you wear skirts? I get a chubby just watching it swish on the back of your thighs.”

I stuck my tongue out at him and moved into the bedroom. I ditched my skirt and looked for some comfortable pants. “You’re my boyfriend. You’re allowed to get a chubby when you look at me. I want you to get a chubby when you look at me. I don’t want Seonghwa imagining getting his fingers up my skirts!” I shuddered at the thought.

“But Babe!” San appeared at the doorway. “You can’t blame him. You’re hot. Even Wooyoung admitted once to--”

I threw my hand up and stopped whatever San was going to say. “Please stop, I don’t want to hear the end of that sentence.”

I finished shimmying on the black pants I chose to wear and checked my make up in the mirror. “We will stay for exactly two hours and you better be getting me refills when I finish my drinks,” I said to San, looking at him through the mirror.

San sent me a sunny smile that made his eyes disappear. He was looking all happy-go-lucky just to piss me off, “Of course, Babe.”

I walked to the doorway, looked my boyfriend up and down and said, “I am not happy with you right now.”

“Does this mean you won’t be giving me a bj on the drive there or--OW!”

There were plenty of cars littering the lawn of Seonghwa’s huge house. San had informed me that Seonghwa always had the place to himself and that was usually why he threw parties. Who knew where his parents were--Dubai or did he say Dublin? Either way, the party was well on its way by the time San and I got there.

“I’ll go get us drinks,” San said as he saw Wooyoung in the kitchen from the entranceway.

“Don’t you dare--” And he was gone.

I folded my arms and found a corner to sulk in. I couldn't even bring San upstairs to fool around. Some classmate had told me Seonghwa’s parents had cameras EVERYWHERE. I did not need Seonghwa watching me and San--I shuddered. I did not want to go down that train of thought.

But then I heard heavy breathing and, “You’re here.”

I whirled around and narrowed my eyes down at Seonghwa. “Regrettably,” I said with my lips pursed to the side.

Except… Why did Seonghwa look so good? I mean, it’s not like he wasn’t attractive. I had heard every girl on campus sigh over Park Seonghwa. They thought he was secretive and mysterious and his allure was a legend around the school. But his creepy factor always nulled that out for me. But tonight, Seonghwa was in a long jacket, jeans ripped at the knees and a turtleneck. He looked… sophisticated? Definitely a look I’d go for. I shook my head. No, Lulu, you’ve got to stop that.

Seonghwa had a shy, crooked smile on his face now. Shit. “Something wrong?”

I scoffed at him, “Yes, you’re entirely too close to me.”

Seonghwa chuckled under his breath. “Looks like San got distracted with your drinks. Perhaps I can keep you company instead?”

I looked over my shoulder and there was my boyfriend, playing a fucking drinking game with Wooyoung. That bitch. I turned back to Seonghwa and scoffed at him, “I don’t fucking think so.”

Seonghwa shrugged his shoulders, “San told me you got some creepy phone call? I didn’t think you wanted to be alone.”

I winced. San, must you tell your best friend everything? “I-I’m fine.” The stutter in my voice said otherwise. Fuck.

Seonghwa’s smile became a grin. I took a step back as he took a step forward. “I really don’t think you have anything to worry about. I heard the news say that it seems the killers are targeting students that are in the bottom half of the dean’s list. Aren’t you in the upper half?”

I frowned at Seonghwa. “What do you mean killers? There’s more than one?”

Seonghwa’s eyes widened and then he shrugged again. “That’s their theory, anyways.”

I opened my mouth to ask more when my phone went off. That better be Choi San telling me he’s got my drink or I swear to God…

{10:42pm} Private Number: Having fun?

My mouth went dry and my palms started to sweat. I hadn't received a message from the creepy caller since that day in the Geology labs. If I had to guess, I would have said it was Seonghwa, but he was in front of me right now. So who the fuck was calling me and texting me?

{10:43pm} Private Number: I have another gift for you

I couldn't help but whimper. Did this mean the killer was going to kill again?

{10:44pm} Private Number: Special delivery! {10:44pm} Private Number: 3 {10:44pm} Private Number: 2 {10:44pm} Private Number: 1

I let out a terrified shriek as the lights went out. The partygoers groaned at the inconvenience but my heart was beating out of my chest. I felt a presence at my front and reached out to hit whatever--or whoever--was in front of me. They caught my hand and I struggled a bit. I was about to raise my other hand when…

“Stop, it’s just me,” Seonghwa said softly, “I’ve got you. No one is going to hurt you.”

Like that made me feel any better. “Let go of me,” I hissed, yanking on my arm.

Instead, Seonghwa pulled me closer, trapping me against his chest. “I can protect you,” He crooned, “You don’t have to be scared.” He must have been able to hear my heart going crazy because he said, “It’s like you have a hummingbird trapped in your chest.”

There was a yell and then a loud snap and I jumped. I couldn't see anything and all I could think about were the texts I had just received. “L-let go of me, Seonghwa, please,” I whined, “You’re scaring me.”

Seonghwa leaned forward to speak into my ear, “Are you scared of me or of the situation?” He smoothed my hand over his chest and I could feel his heart beating steadily--not erratic like my own. “Just count my heartbeats and the lights will be back on soon enough.”

Oddly enough, I did just that. I felt his heart beat against my hand and it calmed me. Somehow, just knowing that someone else was there, someone who wasn’t terrified, soothed me. “Thank you,” I whispered.

“Anything for you,” Seonghwa said in a low voice and it made me… feel things I definitely did not want to feel.

The lights came back on and everyone cheered. And then someone screamed.

I buried my head into Seonghwa’s chest, I couldn't help it. I screwed my eyes shut. I didn’t want to see what my gift was. Tears were in my eyes and I could feel bilge burning the back of my throat. I just wanted this to be over, I just wanted this to stop.

Seonghwa brought his hand to my head and started to pat it. “There there, Lulu. It’ll all be over soon.”

“Lulu!” San shouted my name and I jumped out of Seonghwa’s grasp.

I ran towards his voice and then stopped in my tracks. Hanging from the second floor was that stupid bitch that always flirted with San at the parties. I despised her, and yeah, I probably wished her dead a few times when I was fuming but this! Her tongue hung out obscenely and there was the word WHORE carved out on her chest. Jesus!

“Don’t look, don’t look,” San said to me softly, gathering me up in his arms. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you.”

“San!” I cried out and then started to sob into his arms. “I was so scared. You said the killer wouldn’t get us here. What if--”

San reassured me, rubbing his nose against the crown of my hair. “Don’t do that to yourself. The killer wouldn’t harm a hair on my head. I’m not even on the Dean’s list, right? That’s what the news is saying anyways.”

I leaned back to look into San’s eyes. “Weird. Seonghwa just said the same fucking thing.”

San grinned, “Oh, talking to Seonghwa now, are we? What happened to ‘he gives me the creeps’?”

“Do not start with me, Choi San,” I scolded him, “You’re the one that abandoned me as soon as we got into this stupid party and now--” I choked up.

I jumped when a hand landed on my back but I let out some tension when I heard Seonghwa’s voice. “I guess I should call the police. This is a pretty lame party.”

We drove back to my apartment in silence, but there was something that I couldn't stop mulling over. Why… why had both San and Seonghwa made it their top priority to make sure I was okay and… why hadn't they been more spooked about the murder that happened?!

༊*·˚Part One ||| All Posts ||| Part Three

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Scream ༊*·˚ Part 3

༊*·˚Admin Lulu Presents~ ༊*·˚Pairing: Choi San x Lulu (OC) 1st pov x Park Seonghwa ༊*·˚Genre/Trope/Au: smut, horror, established relationship, scream au, college au ༊*·˚Rating: R rated, +18 MDNI ༊*·˚Warnings: mentions blood, gore, death, knives, violence, blackmail ༊*·˚Kinks: phone sex, verbal instruction, public masturbation, fear kink, masochism, sadism, dirty talk, cheating by masturbation, drunk!san ༊*·˚Word Count: 1,989 ༊*·˚Credits to @cafekitsune for the divider ༊*·˚Synopsis: When a killer begins to target students of my college--and also starts calling me to brag about it--San is there to comfort me. But throw in his creepy best friend and my world begins to crumble around me ༊*·˚Part Two ||| All Posts

"Sannie," I couldn't help but pout, "You're not really going out?"

San ruffled my hair. "Me and Seonghwa planned this a month ago. I can't cancel now."

I bit down on my lip. "But surely since things are different now. With the killer-"

San rolled his eyes dramatically. "It's always about the damn killer with you. Really! I told you, you don't have to worry about him."

"But I'm still getting--"

San slung on his jean jacket. "I'm done talking about this with you. I'll be there for a few hours and then I'll be back." He kissed my forehead and then he was gone.

I knew I couldn't stay in my apartment by myself so I went to the grocery store to pick up some ingredients for my own supper. I had barely grabbed a basket and strolled down a few aisles before my phone rang. And my heart began to beat as I saw it was from a private number. I contemplated not answering it before coming to the conclusion that there would probably be repercussions because of it.

"Hello?" I asked after answering the call.

"Hello, beautiful."

My blood ran cold and I could feel a layer of sweat bead my forehead. "Why do you keep calling me?"

"I love when you get whiney for me," The weird voice chuckled. "Why do you think I call you?"

"Because you're obsessed with me," I said into my phone. I had to sit down.

"Ding ding ding! Wanna know what you win?"

"Stop it."

"But you like it, Lulu. You can't pretend with me." My phone dinged and I started to shake. "You should look at the picture I sent you."

"I don't want to," I whimpered.

"Come on," The voice cajoled, "Look at it for me?" 

I took the phone from my face and opened the text message. There was a male student from the dean's list with a kitchen knife held to his gut. I gasped in horror and almost dropped my phone.

"Is your heart racing? Do you feel scared right now?" The voice pressed me. "How about this? Remember that little conversation we had the first time I called you? Why don't you touch yourself for me."

"No!" I said, "that's--"

"Someone's life is on the line, Lulu. You don't want them to die because you weren't being reasonable, do you?"

I whimpered but I dropped my basket and went to find a bathroom immediately. I could hear my heart beating in my chest, it was thrumming. I unbuttoned my pants with a shaky hand and felt myself through my underwear. Of course there was a wet spot there. Something about a complete stranger knowing everything about me but that I knew nothing about him just flat did it for me. I was scared but I was turned on.

"I'm, um, doing it," I said and winced at the timidity in my voice. 

"Talk me through it, beautiful," The voice encouraged.

I pushed my forehead to the stall wall, cradling the phone between my ear and my shoulder. "So wet," I mumbled.

"Then you should be dipping a finger into yourself," the voice on the phone encouraged.

I whined in embarrassment and felt tears prick the corners of my eyes. "I shouldn't be doing this! I have a boyfriend you know!"

"Oh, I know. And doesn't that make this more dirty? A stranger telling you to fuck yourself with your fingers or another man will die?" The voice chuckled, "Isn't your cunt soaking wet because of this?"

"No," I denied in a small voice.

There was a large pause and then I knew I had done something wrong. "No?" Next I heard a hoarse yell and then a shing. "The next time you defy me, I'll cut off a finger instead of an ear."

"Please, don't," I hissed into the phone.

"Better get to pleasuring yourself, Lulu. Otherwise I might get bored and accidentally stick this knife into his heart." There was no wiggle room now. I had to do as he commanded.

I pushed aside my panties and swiped up some moisture with my middle finger. "I'm so wet for you," I said in my best baby voice, "I wish it was your tongue tasting my cunt instead." I cried out as my finger flicked at my clit. "Want you to eat me out after you've just scared the shit out of me. Want to sit on your face and get fucking wrecked by your tongue and lips and nose." I whined as I felt my climax build up. This needed to be fast so I could get the hell out of here and find San. "I want adrenaline running through my veins, wondering what you'll do next and I wanna hit my high at the same time." My voice started to rise in pitch as my finger swiped across my clit, my hips starting to move on their own accord.

"Lulu, you're not going to cum without permission, are you?" The voice cut through my white-noise brain and I had to push my finger inside of me to avoid chasing my high.

"No-no," I denied, sniffing and trying to hide my frustration, "I would never."

"Now add another finger inside of you since I know by the tone of your whining that you already have one in you. Fuck yourself with your fingers and pretend they're mine. Pretend that I have you pressed up against that bathroom stall with a knife at your throat. Pretend that I have fingers inside your mouth to keep your moans to a minimum and my fingers are pressing on that rough patch inside of you."

"How do you know all these things?" I wondered, mouth going wide as I could feel my orgasm coming for a second time.

"Because we were made for you, Lulu."

"We?!" I had no chance to question the voice further because my orgasm was ripping through me. I had to bite down on my fingers, keeping the whining and panting to a minimum, but making sure it was all directed to the speaker of my phone. I'd hate to find out what would happen if that wasn't good enough and have to do it a second time.

The voice on the other side tsked at me, "What did I say about cumming without my permission?"

A loud shriek echoed through the phone and then a soft grunt. "Too bad for this guy. He had to listen to that whole conversation and ended up gutted still. Oh well."

I ripped my hand from under my pants and smashed it against the bathroom stall wall. I had fucked up. That student had died because of me. 

"Temper temper, beautiful. Don't tempt me to seek you out in person or your dreams might come true."

"Wait, you wouldn't, would you?" I giggled nervously and then the phone went dead. Fuck fuck fuck.

I rushed out of that grocery store without buying anything needless to say. As soon as I got in my apartment I went straight for the shower. I wanted to wash this feeling off of me; this feeling full of shame and betrayal. Had I really gotten off in a public washroom because of a stranger's voice and had they really killed someone because of me?

I scrubbed and scrubbed in the hot water for hours. I couldn't get rid of the feeling of how I enjoyed the thrill of touching myself in public for someone who wasn't my boyfriend. Didn't I have any pride? I loved San, I knew I did, so what was this new feeling? I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I never heard the bathroom door open until the shower curtain was roughly pulled back.

I screamed and turned around and then clutched my hand to my heart. It was only San. He cocked his head at me curiously, "What's got you so jumpy?"

"Why are you the only one acting like there isn't a killer on the loose? Why are you so calm?" I couldn't help but shout back at him.

"What's wrong?!" Seonghwa jumped into the doorway with one of my kitchen knives and had a full view of my naked body thanks to San leaving the door open and pulling back the shower curtain.

I screamed in frustration and jumped behind the curtain to shield me. "The fuck Seonghwa?"

Seonghwa stammered at the door, turning on his heel. "I-I’m sorry, I just heard a scream and I didn't think I just--"

"Don't worry about her," San dismissed me, "She's just jumpy about the killer still."

"Why did you bring Seonghwa back with you?" I demanded shrillingly.

"He's the one that convinced me to come back. I told him you were worried about being alone and we had a mini fight and--"

"--can you stop telling Seonghwa everything about us? It's like he's the third in our relationship!" I scolded San.

San peeked around the shower curtain and sent me a look full of teasing. "I mean, I didn't know you were interested in something like that, but we could talk it out."

"BOTH OF YOU, GET OUT!" I shouted with finality.

I couldn't look at Seonghwa the entire time we ate the wings the boys had brought home. Thankfully, he excused himself after eating and said he wanted to have an early night. San dissuaded him from leaving and insisted he slept on the couch at least. I left them nursing alcohol and muttering to each other across the table.

I turned in first, truly wanting this day to be behind me. I wasn't able to fall asleep though, being so jittery and my heart beating at the thought of what I did today. I faded in and out of sleep. I jerked awake when San's hand touched my back as he slid into the sheets with me.

"Babe, I'm sorry about today," San slurred into my back. My boyfriend was already touchy-feely as it was; add some alcohol in his system and he couldn't keep his hands off me. His nose rubbed against the back of my neck and his hands snaked around my waist. "Do you forgive me?"

"I just wish you would stop leaving me by myself. I hate being by myself," I whispered to him.

"I can make it up to you," San cajoled me, fingers playing with the waistband of my sleep shorts. "After you shower, you don't wear underwear to bed because it's healthy for your cute little pussy, am I wrong?"

My breath sped up but for all the wrong reasons. Why did everything have to come back this afternoon? "I-I forgive you," I sputtered out.

San huffed a breath of laughter against my neck. "Did you play with yourself in the shower? Are you sensitive down there now? Sometimes you rub yourself so desperately you're a little raw afterwards. Want me to use my tongue instead?"

"I wish it was your tongue tasting my cunt instead."

I shuddered. "Just wanna go to sleep," I whined.

San relented but couldn't help getting one last shot through. "Alright alright, we won't give Seonghwa a show to jerk off to. We aren't very good hosts, you know."

"San!" I spun around in bed to face him. "Wasn't he seeing me naked enough or do you not remember that?"

"Oh yeah," San said with a wry tone.

"Oh yeah," I mocked him, "Now he's gonna get even creepier with me."

"You're the one that thinks he's a part of this relationship," San raised a point.

"No, I said it felt like he was, seeing as how he knows everything about us," I corrected him.

"Come on, let's get some sleep. You can wake Seonghwa up with a blowjob tomorrow if you still think he's a part of this." San closed the conversation and snuggled his body further against me.

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Scream ༊*·˚ Part 4

༊*·˚Admin Lulu Presents~ ༊*·˚Pairing: Choi San x Lulu (OC) 1st pov x Park Seonghwa ༊*·˚Genre/Trope/Au: smut, horror, established relationship, scream au, college au ༊*·˚Rating: R rated, +18 MDNI ༊*·˚Warnings: mentions blood, gore, death, knives, violence ༊*·˚Kinks: wet dreams, blood play, knife play, consensual somnophilia, penetrative sex with a condom, exhibitionism, biting, praise, degradation, begging ༊*·˚Word Count: 1,809 ༊*·˚Credits to @cafekitsune for the divider ༊*·˚Synopsis: When a killer begins to target students of my college--and also starts calling me to brag about it--San is there to comfort me. But throw in his creepy best friend and my world begins to crumble around me ༊*·˚Part Three ||| All Posts

I was in an empty room, barren of any details. Where was I? How did I get here?

"Lulu~" Someone was calling my name but I didn't recognize the voice. I turned in circles but couldn't tell where it was coming from--or who.

"Come on, beautiful, don't you want to play with me? We have so much fun!" A figure in a black robe and scream face mask suddenly appeared.

"Don't wanna play," I pouted.

The killer cocked his head. "But I've already killed everyone. So the only fun thing to do is to play with you."

Fear spiked through me. "What do you want from me?"

The Killer pulled his large knife from behind his back and it was dripping with blood. "My knife is still bloody but my dick is hard. Why don't you come sit on my lap?" A high-back chair appeared and he sat down on it, patting his lap.

I dutifully sat astride him and could feel how stiff he was under me. I removed the scream face mask and there was Seonghwa. "Did you kill all those people for me?"

"You underestimate our dedication to you," Seognhwa murmured, cupping my face tenderly.

I assumed the "us" part was some type of split personality. One part was the student and best friend Seonghwa and the other was the killer. I canted my hips teasingly, "I don't underestimate it now."

"Lick my knife?" Seonghwa offered creepily, raising the bloody weapon to my face.

I dutifully licked it like I would have licked his dick and he groaned at the visual. "Wanna slit someone's throat and have the blood spray all over your tits. Wanna fuck you with someone else's blood on your naked body. Wouldn't that be hot? Would you love that?"

I grinded down on Seonghwa, getting turned on by his words. Everything in me knew that this was wrong but it also felt so right. “Would you do that for me? I would love that.”

“That’s my girl,” Seonghwa grinned crookedly before pulling up the robe so I could sink down on his dick.

He didn't stretch me but rather slid right in but he did hit the end of me and that made me excited. “I wanna bounce on your dick with that blood dripping down my body,” I whined. I bounced on his dick but I couldn't get anywhere with my orgasm. The more I swiveled my hips, the more Seonghwa’s face stretched until his grin was larger than physically possible.

“Maybe that’s why you can’t come. Because you’re a creepy girl and you need the fear factor to cum,” He giggled. 

I gasped and woke up from my weird ass nightmare. The news had just broke that the killer was using a black robe and a scream face mask to hide his identity, or their identity depending on which theory you believed at the moment, and so I knew why that was in my dream. But why had I imagined it was Seonghwa?

The sexual part of my dream also made sense because San’s hand was down the front of my shorts, rubbing my pussy from behind me. He whimpered into my shoulder and thrusted his boner against my ass. It was honestly my favorite way to wake up, something that we had both discussed beforehand and I had insisted he do this when he was feeling horny in the morning. Except it had bled into my dream and that made me slightly grumpy.

“Sannie,” I cooed, unable to dump all my internal issues on him at the moment.

“Think you’re wet enough to take me?” He asked, “Wanna fuck you slowly from behind, please.”

“Is Seonghwa gone?” I murmured.

“Dunno,” San responded quietly, “But he doesn’t care.”

“I care about him hearing us, San,” I said with an undertone of seriousness.

“Lulu,” San whined, “I’ll be quiet. I promise. He doesn’t have to hear a thing. I need you.”

I was so fucking wet for him. The dream didn’t help but San was still rubbing circles into my clit and I really wanted him to fuck me from behind. “Yeah but will I be able to?”

San chuckled lowly against my shoulder. “No.”

I sighed. “Put a condom on, I don’t want a messy morning.”

San was quick to accept and before I knew it, my shorts were wiggled down past my ass and legs and San was holding one of my legs up so he could get better access to me from behind. He eased into me and even though I was plenty wet, his girth always meant he had to go slow. I hissed as he stretched me but it felt so good. My lower half was already throbbing from my fucked up dream. I needed this release or I’d be suffering all day.

“You take me so well,” San whined once he bottomed out. 

“I love when you fill me up,” I moaned.

“Careful,” San sang in my ear, “Seonghwa might hear you.” Unfortunately, I couldn't hide the way my cunt clenched when San said that into the shell of my ear. “Or do you like the idea of that, hmmm, Babe?” San pulled out but paused, causing me to whine his name quietly. “Should I fuck you so hard that Seonghwa has no choice but to overhear us?” His hips snapped and I choked on a moan. “I know you like it fast and hard but does Seonhgwa?” He pulled out slowly, his cock dragging along my walls, and then he snapped forward again. I moaned incoherently again. “Want that big weirdo to be thinking about how great your pussy is that I fuck it before I go to school?” 

I couldn't keep quiet anymore. San was doing something to me. I didn’t know if it was because my horny side was so fucked up, the way this killer was mind-fucking me with the dark side of me, but whatever was going on, I was here for it. I could hear the wet, squelching noises coming from my cunt as San fucked me slow and hard. I could feel my nipples getting pert at the idea of Seonghwa wishing it was his cock deep inside of me. 

“Saaaaaannnnnnnn,” I drug out his name as he fucked me good. His teeth came down on my shoulder and he whined as his own climax began to grow. The way the both of us were getting off on the idea that Seonghwa could hear us and might be getting his own dirty thoughts… We really were two peas in a pod.

“Such a good little slut for my cock,” San murmured into my shoulder.

I was past the point of having any pride or arguments. San was making me feel so fucking good and all I cared about was reaching my high. “Please,” I whined.

“Please, what?” San grunted from behind me, relentless in his pace.

“Please can this good little slut come?” I whimpered, worried that San could actually deny me if he wanted to. He had before. It wasn’t unlike him to edge me until I was a crying mess. He liked knowing how desperate I was for him.

But he was horny this morning and nothing was stopping him from climaxing. “You gonna come for me, Babe? You going to be so loud we get another complaint from the neighbors? You wanna scream Seonghwa’s name to fuck with him?” San chuckled as I clenched down on him at the last part. “Come on then, show him how well I fuck you. Scream my name.”

One final snap of San’s hips and San and I were done. He shouted and I moaned. My pussy milked him for all he was worth and he slowed down his own thrusts as he came down from his high. We were both panting but we were both satisfied.

“Alright Babe, I’m gonna get a shower. You wear me out.” San pulled out, slapped my ass and then naked as the day he was born, padded to the ensuite.

Once San closed the door of the bathroom, my phone dinged. I glanced at the screen and read the notification from my lockscreen.

{9:26am} Private Number: Did your Sannie fuck you good?

I snatched my phone off its charging pad and stared at it. How the fuck did this killer know everything, everything??? I tried discarding my phone but then another text came in.

{9:28am} Private Number: Don’t ignore me beautiful, you know how my temper is

{9:29pm} Me: What do you want?

{9:30am} Private Number: I could fuck you better than him

{9:31am}Me: I don’t want to find out

{9:32am} Private Number: You’re such a liar, beautiful

{9:33am} Me: This is fucked up

{9:34am} Private Number: Because we’re fucked up

{9:35am} Me: I’m not running around killing people

{9:36am} Private Number: No but you’re getting off on it

{9:37am} Me: only because you made me

{9:39am} Private Number: That's the second lie today. When are you going to be honest with yourself?

{9:40am} Me: fuck you

{9:41am} Private Number: Soon

{9:42am} Private Number: You’re getting close to being able to experience us together

{9:43am} Me: What do you mean?!

{9:44am} Private Number: Soon

San came out of the ensuite with just a towel on his head. He rubbed his hair dry while texting on his phone. Still, he spoke to me, “I’ve got a class to get to before lunch time. Seonghwa said he’ll stay here with you.”

I made a face and San rolled his eyes. “I have to go to class! Someone needs to stay here in case the killer calls again, right?”

Obviously I hadn't told San about the last phone call. I relented. “I don’t want to be alone.”

“Then? Seonghwa will stay. He doesn’t have any classes today. And maybe this is for the better. If you guys could get to know each other a little bit more, maybe you would stop acting so weird around him.”

“Me act weird around him?” I demanded, “He’s the one that--”

San took two steps towards me and covered my mouth with his hand. “He’s in the next room, remember?” he hissed at me. I wilted in San’s grip and his eyes grew sympathetic. “Seriously. He’s got a soft spot for you and only you. I don’t know why but he does. Just let him be nice to you. That’s a start, at least.”

He released me and raised an eyebrow at me in question. “I’ll be good,” I said in a defeated tone.

“That’s my girl,” He said with a smile and then went to find some clothes. Why did that sound like something the killer would say to me…?

༊*·˚Part Three ||| All Posts

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Fwd: Conference: QuebecCity.SMBE.Jun28-Jul2.CallForAbstracts

Begin forwarded message: > From: evoldir@evol.biology.mcmaster.ca > Subject: Conference: QuebecCity.SMBE.Jun28-Jul2.CallForAbstracts > Date: 17 January 2020 at 09:04:09 GMT > To: rdmpage@gmail.com > > > > Dear Colleague, > > > ** The deadline for abstract submission is Monday 20 January 2020, 23:59 > (GMT) ** > > > We invite you to submit an abstract for the 2020 annual conference > of the Society for Molecular Biology and Evolution (SMBE 2020) > athttp://smbe2020.org/abstracts/abstract-submission/. > > SMBE 2020 is taking place in Quebec City, Canada, from 28 June -- 2 > July 2020. > > Several awards are available and can be applied for during abstract > submission.  They require SMBE membership at the time of application > (3 years costs $10 for students and $30 for others). > > Membership can be applied for > athttps://https://ift.tt/2KJ8HwQ > > Carer awards can also be applied for at registration or by email. > > Awards include: > > 1)The Walter M.Fitch > Award for current graduate and recent postdoctoral researchers; > Extended abstracts are not required, just the conference abstract and a > CV. Unsuccessful Fitch Award applicants will automatically be considered > for Young Investigator and Registration-only awards. > > 2) > The Young Investigator Award substantially funds the cost of attending, > is for any graduate student or postdoc, requires a conference abstract > and a CV, and will automatically also be considered for Registration > ??? only awards. > > 3) > The Undergraduate Travel & Mentoring Award (including Masters students > under a 3+2 system) requires title, abstract, a short explanation > (250 words) of why you want to attend this meeting, including a mention > of whether you fall into a group traditionally underrepresented at SMBE > such as enrolling in university later in life or being the first in your > family to attend university.  A short letter of support (250 words) > should also be sent from your academic supervisor to Sarah Schaack > and Mary O???Connell (SMBE.contact@gmail.com) confirming that you are > undergraduate or a Masters student under 3+2, and that the research > to be presented is your own. > > 4) > Carer Travel Awards can be applied for during registration, or by email > to smbe2020@mci-group.com if an earlier response is needed. Up to $2000 > may be awarded for members with children or dependent adults (including > adult children with a disability or elderly relatives) to spend as to > facilitate member???s attendance at the annual SMBE meeting. Examples of > eligible expenses include (but are not limited to) providing airfare for > your child or for your caregiver to accompany you, flying a relative out > to help with care at your home while you???re at the meeting, or extra > help paying for on-site daycare. > > > And we are delighted to announce that registration is now live. Register > before the early bird deadline on April 1st, 2020 in order to secure > discounted registration rates. > > If interested in sponsorship of the meeting, please contact > SMBE2020@mci-group.com. > For any queries over abstracts or registration, please contact > SMBE2020@mci-group.com. > > We look forward to welcoming you in Quebec City. > > Society for Molecular Biology & Evolution > > smbe.contact@gmail.com > > > "Lulu Stader (SMBE admin)" > via IFTTT

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Fwd: Conference: SMBE2020.CallForAbstracts.TravelAwardApplications

Begin forwarded message: > From: evoldir@evol.biology.mcmaster.ca > Subject: Conference: SMBE2020.CallForAbstracts.TravelAwardApplications > Date: 23 November 2019 at 08:45:41 GMT > To: rdmpage@gmail.com > > > > Dear SMBE members, > > We invite you to submit an abstract for the 2020 annual conference > of the Society for Molecular Biology and Evolution (SMBE 2020) > athttp://smbe2020.org/abstracts/abstract-submission/. > > SMBE 2020 is taking place in Québec City, Canada, from 28 June – 2 > July 2020. > > The deadline for abstract submission is Monday 20 January 2020, 23:59 > (GMT). > > Several awards are available and can be applied for during abstract > submission.  They require SMBE membership at the time of application > (3 years costs $10 for students and $30 for others). > > Membership can be applied for > athttps://https://ift.tt/2KJ8HwQ > > Carer awards can also be applied for at registration or by email. > > Awards include: > > 1)The Walter M.Fitch Award for current graduate and recent postdoctoral >  researchers; Extended abstracts are not required, just the conference >  abstract and a CV. Unsuccessful Fitch Award applicants will >  automatically be considered for Young Investigator and Registration- >  only awards. > > 2)The Young Investigator Award substantially funds the cost of >  attending, is for any graduate student or postdoc, requires a >  conference abstract and a CV, and will automatically also be >  considered for Registration – only awards. > > 3)The Undergraduate Travel & Mentoring Award (including Masters students >  under a 3+2 system) requires title, abstract, a short explanation >  (250 words) of why you want to attend this meeting, including a >  mention of whether you fall into a group traditionally >  underrepresented at SMBE such as enrolling in university later in life >  or being the first in your family to attend university. A short letter >  of support (250 words) should also be sent from your academic >  supervisor to Sarah Schaack and Mary O’Connell >  (SMBE.contact@gmail.com) confirming that you are undergraduate or a >  Masters student under 3+2, and that the research to be presented >  is your own. > > 4)Carer Travel Awards can be applied for during registration, or by >  email to smbe2020@mci-group.com if an earlier response is needed. Up >  to $2000 may be awarded for members with children or dependent >  adults (including adult children with a disability or elderly >  relatives) to spend as to facilitate member’s attendance at the >  annual SMBE meeting. Examples of eligible expenses include (but are >  not limited to) providing airfare for your child or for your >  caregiver to accompany you, flying a relative out to help with care >  at your home while you’re at the meeting, or extra help paying for >  on-site daycare. > > If interested in sponsorship of the meeting, please contact > SMBE2020@mci-group.com. > > For any queries over abstracts or registration, please contact > SMBE2020@mci-group.com. > > We look forward to welcoming you in Québec City. > > "Lulu Stader (SMBE admin)" > via IFTTT

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Fwd: Conference: QuebecCity.SMBE-2020-Call-for-Abstracts.Jun28-Jul2

Begin forwarded message: > From: evoldir@evol.biology.mcmaster.ca > Subject: Conference: QuebecCity.SMBE-2020-Call-for-Abstracts.Jun28-Jul2 > Date: 23 November 2019 at 08:26:36 GMT > To: rdmpage@gmail.com > > > > Dear SMBE members, > > We invite you to submit an abstract for the 2020 annual conference > of the Society for Molecular Biology and Evolution (SMBE 2020) > athttp://smbe2020.org/abstracts/abstract-submission/. > > SMBE 2020 is taking place in Québec City, Canada, from 28 June – 2 > July 2020. > > The deadline for abstract submission is Monday 20 January 2020, 23:59 > (GMT). > > Several awards are available and can be applied for during abstract > submission.  They require SMBE membership at the time of application > (3 years costs $10 for students and $30 for others). > > Membership can be applied for at https://ift.tt/34eZKmP > > Carer awards can also be applied for at registration or by email. > > Awards include: > > 1)The Walter M.Fitch Award for current graduate and recent postdoctoral >  researchers; Extended abstracts are not required, just the conference >  abstract and a CV. Unsuccessful Fitch Award applicants will >  automatically be considered for Young Investigator and Registration- >  only awards. > > 2)The Young Investigator Award substantially funds the cost of >  attending, is for any graduate student or postdoc, requires a >  conference abstract and a CV, and will automatically also be >  considered for Registration – only awards. > > 3)The Undergraduate Travel & Mentoring Award (including Masters students >  under a 3+2 system) requires title, abstract, a short explanation >  (250 words) of why you want to attend this meeting, including a >  mention of whether you fall into a group traditionally >  underrepresented at SMBE such as enrolling in university later in life >  or being the first in your family to attend university. A short letter >  of support (250 words) should also be sent from your academic >  supervisor to Sarah Schaack and Mary O’Connell >  (SMBE.contact@gmail.com) confirming that you are undergraduate or a >  Masters student under 3+2, and that the research to be presented >  is your own. > > 4) Carer Travel Awards can be applied for during registration, or by >   email to smbe2020@mci-group.com if an earlier response is needed. Up >   to $2000 may be awarded for members with children or dependent >   adults (including adult children with a disability or elderly >   relatives) to spend as to facilitate member’s attendance at the >   annual SMBE meeting. Examples of eligible expenses include (but are >   not limited to) providing airfare for your child or for your >   caregiver to accompany you, flying a relative out to help with care >   at your home while you’re at the meeting, or extra help paying for >   on-site daycare. > > If interested in sponsorship of the meeting, please contact > SMBE2020@mci-group.com. > > For any queries over abstracts or registration, please contact > SMBE2020@mci-group.com. > > We look forward to welcoming you in Québec City. > > > > Dr Lulu Stader > Executive Administrator, Society for Molecular Biology and Evolution > smbe.contact@gmail.com > > "Lulu Stader (SMBE admin)" > via IFTTT