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tourist-in-teyvat · 3 years ago

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Hello! I saw your matchup rules and it seems like fun! Would it be alright to ask for all three? If not, that’s perfectly fine, you can pick whichever you think would be the most fun for you to write, since that’s what’s most important overall, don’t overwhelm yourself ^^;

Vison:

Trying to organize this the best I can lol, but it’s kinda difficult when I don’t understand the tumblr ask controls, so sorry about that- Anyway, my MBTI type is INFP, although I’ll admit that I lost interest in and stopped researching the types after I figured out which one I was, so I’m not entirely sure what that means (at least assuming I’m remembering the result right, my memory isn’t the best so it’s entirely possible I’m wrong but I don’t feel like taking the test again lol-). I’m not the best at describing myself, but I’ve been told that I’m nice, smart, and funny. I’ve also been told I’m optimistic, but I personally thought I was pessimistic but eh who knows at this point. I’ve also been told I’m introverted I guess?? I’m really terrible at describing myself beyond what people tell me I’m sorry ahhh- I really want to do something to help people, if that counts as an ambition, but there’s really only so much I can do myself. I’m trying to work to become something in the entertainment industry, both because I like doing that and making people laugh, and because it’s easier to start charity fundraisers if you have some sort of following, which most often stems from those fields of work. I mainly want to help people who the world has sort of like betrayed if that makes sense, like homeless people who can’t get a job to stop being homeless BECAUSE they’re homeless, kids who are mistreated for literally just existing, those kinds of things. Worst case scenario I’ll just like start a revolution or something lol. (Only half joking- I WILL do that if I feel I have to. Watch out government I’m comin for ya lmao-) For challenges I usually try to fix the problem without people really knowing I fixed the problem, or the way that’s easiest. If I can’t do either of those for whatever reason I won’t do it normally, I’m going to do it in the most unreasonably over the top way because I think it’s funny. I don’t really handle gifts the best, unfortunately. My first thought if it’s not for like a specific event is “what do they want is this a trap-” but if it’s for something I skip that step and go right into “why did you spend money/time on me I’m so sorry-”. I don’t really feel happiness 90% of the time for whatever reason even though I am grateful, but it doesn’t seem like I am because I’m just sitting there like “I should be hyped right why do I feel nothing that’s weird am I broken???” Yeah idk either.

Character:

What kind of matchup it is I will leave entirely up to you, I honestly don’t mind either way. If you choose platonic, gender doesn’t matter to me, but if it’s romantic I’m asexual but I prefer guys. If you really want to write romantic and a girl though I don’t really care, be free lol. I don’t really go out of my way to interact with people. I only initiate interaction with someone I’m not already friends with if I need to talk to them to make my life easier, like if we’re assigned to work on the same thing together or they’re my best bet on getting the information I need. The issue is then they have to be like really persistent because i have ✨~Trust Issues~✨™️ so I’m immediately suspicious that they’re trying to mock me in some way, or are planning something against me, which I mean I guess can be the same thing but whatever. Once I’m relatively comfortable though I’m really loud and hate being serious. That can also cause some issues because my sense of humor is usually almost complet nonsense to anyone who isn’t me (or who shares my sense of humor) or relatively dark. Because of that, I really value people who can just roll with my jokes, because that’s honestly one of my favorite things to do and not many people can do that. I also usually like people who are confident since like thats the only way we’re probably going to interact at the start and also they can ask people for things for me lol. I can’t stand people who can’t understand what I’m trying to tell them when I’ve already tried to make it as simple as possible, doubt my knowledge on something I just told them I know about, or have absolutely no respect for anyone that isn’t them. I also don’t like people touching me (others don’t really like it either as my instinct reaction is usually to hit them before I realize what’s going on-), but I can tolerate it if it’s within my strangely specific boundaries, I know it’s coming, and I actually know and like the person. Then and only then, will my response not be to strike them down lol- I also have the bad habits of often accidentally rambling (like I’m doing right now in all of these replies wow so meta-), interrupting people when I have a thought (I try to say it before I forget, realize other people are still talking and try to shut up but I physically can’t until I finish the sentence), or lying to get out of situations I don’t think will end well for me (be it mildly embarrassing or we all die lol). So yeah that’s not great but it happens I guess.

Team:

Usually in groups I always somehow end up being the leader even though I really don’t want to and nobody really verbally agrees on it, it just happens. I always respond to what weapon I would use with now since I always play as bow users in games that have characters that use bows, but I think I would actually use a sword or a claymore were I to be put in that situation. Catalysts aren’t real so I’m not including them in my process of elimination, I’m extremely nearsighted so I doubt I’d be able to aim the bow well, I don’t understand polearms no matter how hard I try just like how do you hold it what-, so my best bet is probably a claymore or sword. Not sure which one though, but if I had to pick I’m not physically the fastest so the claymore makes more sense taking that into account. Yeah I don’t work in groups often idk what else to say for this specifically that I haven’t said in the others uhhhhhhhh-

Sorry this got so long, my bad lol. If you don’t want to respond I totally get it, and since this is so long it also makes sense if you want to not respond, so you can just indicate that it’s this one with this emoji if you want (✨). Sorry again and I hope you have a nice day! :)

If someone else had the same thought and wants to use ✨ that’s fine (wouldn’t be the first time) so if that happens you can use 🐀 as a backup lol. (BET NOBODY WILL USE THAT H A H I WIN jk lol-)

Vision: “Justice flows across the water’s surface.”

> You feel a cool and soothing mist settle on your skin as a deep blue glow draws your attention to your hands. A hydro vision, it’s silver casing glimmering in the visions’ light. It seems your kind nature and your need to help others has granted you a hydro vision. How you wield this vision is completely up to you.

Character: Thoma (romantic/platonic)

> You strike me as the type of person Thoma would get along with. Being born and raised in Mondstat, he keeps that relaxed and cheery aura around himself while in Inazuma. He’s got a keen eye for people and their character, and adapts to whoever he’s talking to. He would want to get to know you as soon as he caught wind of you. He’s energetic, but respectful, so you won’t have to worry about boundaries being pushed at all. And you certainly won’t have to worry about him dismissing your ideas. He wouldn’t have the job he has now if he didn’t learn to communicate with others and hear what they have to say as well. And believe it or not, he wouldn’t find your dark humor off-putting at all.

Team: Lisa, Kazuha, Bennett

> Being a hydro claymore user, I can see you being the main dps in this team dynamic. I feel as if Lisa’s electro would offer excellent super-conduct moves. and Kazuha being a support/sub dps would also compliment the team nicely. Bennett would also offer a nice addition to the team with his ult, making this a well rounded team. As for how the team dynamic goes? That’s entirely up to you 😉 You are the leader after all.

#either romantic or platonic i think you'd work well with him #<3 #genshin matchups #genshin impact matchups #genshin matchup #vision matchups #character matchups #team matchups #....im not the best at team building if you couldn't tell lsdkflskjf #messages.from.beyond #anon

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nighttimepixels · 6 years ago

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so we know about cuddlin but,,,,, who of the ladies is most likely to allow bein picked up?not just that but enjoys it?? bcs its instinctive of me to associate pickin up ppl with love and protection sjskjsn, cus like some maybe u need to build extreme friendship or be in a relationship and also some might be a bit skittish and not be comfortable with that (blade) also its funny to go *picks up serif* serif -u- oh nooo gravity is increasin on me,,,,,,

Ohoho, my ultimate weakness, sapphic swooning ✧(òヮó )♡♡♡ Ahhh this is an excellent question, and actually is totally dependent beween them! Loosely, you’d find their groupings like this:

If you can pick up, then heck yes, Extreme Friendship+ and/or Why Yes Don’t Mind If I Do Hitch A Ride: Vellum, Serif, Amber

No picking up!! (… Unless in Moment of Passion, Maybe!!): Sapphire, Scarlet

Excuse, I do the picking up, I am a Big Strong Lady and Shall Hold You Passionately Myself: Crimson, Pepper, Blade, Twist

Catch ‘Em in the Right Moment, Maybe, But otherwise Somehow They Turn It Around And End Up Picking You Up in the Same Motion: Cinnamon, Alpha, Glyph

Serif is perhaps the easiest to lift - once you know her. It won’t happen until you’re very close buds, but if that’s you’re perogative and you’re there, then oh no indeeeed, what’s thiiiiis, gravity’s suddenly increasinnnng, guess you’ll just have to keep carrying me…….. (funny how she actually feels lighter than usual; certainly not her gravity magic making sure you don’t hurt yourself, right?)

Vellum is the most likely to allow earlier lifts, before the closest of friendships (though really, who are you kidding, it’s only a matter of time)! She sees it as an ultimate show of friendship and passion, but fair warning: if you start the trend, then she will absolutely continue it. It’s gonna be hard to walk around her for long, soon enough - she’ll just be sweeping you off your feet sooner rather than later out of pure friendship joy ;Dc

Sapphire really wants to be the one to sweep you off your feet! She’s so strong, c’mon, just let her~? Secretly super protective, she’s also got a bright enough attitude that most people don’t realize it. If anything you’re vibing exactly on Sapphire’s same wavelength here - she associates picking people up with love and protection and friendship and/or feelings too. Not to mention Potential Shenanigans. >:3c

Amber is somewhere in between Serif and Vellum on the scale of ‘when you can get away with trying to pick her up’. More importantly, though, she tends to absolutely turn it into some sort of prank, be it gravity style or otherwise. They’re always genuine wholesome kinds, though - but be prepared, you’re going to have to work awwwwfully hard if you want to turn it into something romantic for you picking her up. (In general, though, she’s secretly really touched when you try - heh, literally, but also figuratively. Gives her the warm fuzzies that you’d care to pick a super tall, lanky lady like herself up - she won’t forget.

Crimson is one of the hardest lines of ‘heck no, I’m the one doing the picking up!!’ partially because she’s got Big Top Energy, but also because well, she really just likes picking up her cute human friend/s/o. With the gravity magic up her sleeve, and her general strong sense for her surroundings even when she looks ultra-lazy and relaxed, you’d have to have every bit of luck and strategy on your side to get to lift her… but… if it means that much to ya, cariña, well, maybe one night in private, if you’re real good, she might let you try. Someday.

Scarlet has her pride, thank you very much!! She works hard, and has an image to upkeep, not to mention quite strongly prefers to do the carrying to protect and care for those few she calls close! ……… but, ah, well, when you’re struck by passion, truly, she can’t help but understand, and stars, that look in your eye - maybe she’ll let it slide, if you really mean it-!,,, But be prepared to get picked up several times in following days, just to make up for it ;)c

Scarlet, in a relationship, if people ever catch her letting her s/o pick her up: SHHH, SHE LIKES TO FEEL TALL!!

Pepper is a hard one to catch - quite possibly The Most Top Energy, she’s also the one to reserve picking you up the most; while you’ll notice a trend with the others to at least at some point or other end up lifted in their arms, Pepper is surprisingly… controlled. That is to say, when you’re not looking. After all, once you get close to her - well, let’s just say you are extremely safe, as whether you realize it or not, she has decided succinctly that You Are Hers And Therefore Nothing Shall Hurt You Under Her Watch. Getting picked up is reserved for being saved/helped in harder circumstances or, perhaps, when you’re starting to cross that special line between friend and… more~ ♡ Beyond that though, you’ll always find her stepping just out of the way if you ever attempt to pick her up. She’s really uncomfortable with being picked up for Unlockable Backstory Reasons, so better luck with another lady, here ;)c

Cinnamon is part of the crew that would definitely prefer to do the picking up most days, tending to be quite the charmer and all, but hey… she could make an allowance now and then. You’d have to be close to her in friendship, though, almost certainly - and also prepared for the likelihood that the show of affection might result in light pranking where she probably pretends to immediately pass out. The closer in friendship, the more obscene this gag becomes, to the point that if you’re besties and try to pick her up, she’ll koala you for the rest of the day to give you a teasingly hard time, probably (but also, will be conveniently light weight if you really need to move around. Not that she’s letting go. You’re the one that brought this on yourself, human~). Also has a mode in a relationship where she’ll let it happen just in time to be seen by some mildly disliked acquaintance that isn’t nice enough to you in her eyes, and she’ll just give them this smug look that absolutely screams ‘Hah, My Girlfriend Is Strong and Better Than You’, because she stans strong ladies and also secretly scoring opportunities for you to look like a badass.

Blade is the most ‘yeah this isn’t happening’ of them all. TvT Even Pepper might get a special, super duper rare chance allowance with a longterm s/o where she might allow it once or twice. Blade though… yeah, it’s a no. She’s literally a minimum of 9 feet tall; no human’s lifting that. And while the other ladies have strong control of gravity magic, if not outright perfected, Blade can’t really control her magic anymore except in very specific circumstances; she may be a master of stepping light, but she’s physically heavy. Far more than normal human bones would be, even sized up to suit her. And even if you could… she really wouldn’t like it much - it’s a kind of vulnerability she’s not okay with anymore. No, showing Blade affection is suited just fine by quality time (and even cuddles!) with her, and if you’re the protective type in turn, well… heh, that’s pretty cute, little human. C’mere, she’ll help you hone your knife throwing skills, if you want. Even if she’ll make sure you don’t have to use them, because stars help you you’ve never been more protected than when you’re with her.

Twist, like Blade, is pretty… far beyond picking-up size, even if she allowed it. At a minimum of 12 feet tall, there’s just… that size difference plain’ doesn’t work in that direction. Literally only her sister is capable of it, and even then, it’s still an odd ratio. Twist has some control of gravity magic still, but it’s not as strong as it used to be; too long unused in famine, it got redirected into… other skills. So it’ll have to be a pass on her, but if you’re really determined to hold her, well-! She does have her pillow pit, so… maybe you could cuddle up in there, and… she could rest her head on your lap? ♡

Alpha is, well, currently in small robot form, so ‘picking up’ is a little fast and loose. She often rides on the other’s shoulders when need be; but also has a digital form just… in screens, so is a little incorporeal in that form. In larger robot form though (not yet available, heh) you might chance upon once in a blue moon getting to do so where she’ll let it happen, even though her sensors know you’re sneaking up on her- but somehow, she most frequently turns it around into a shameless flirting with you, so be careful what you wish for, even if you think you’re prepared for it ;D

Glyph is more the type to do the sweeping off the feet than the being swept, to be frank. Hell, most people don’t even look at her and think of the latter - everyone’s a little gay for Glyph, no matter how they lean, after all X) Most people tend to forget the impulse, as somehow she always catches you and derails you with some interesting thought. Buuuut spend enough time around her, and you might just catch her looking off pensively into the sky - steal a chance, and hey, maybe you’ll catch her off guard enough with the gesture of closeness and care that you’ll get a proper laugh out of her and a renewed easy grin for your efforts :)

#night answers #lilytale asks #long post #about the lilytale crew #OOPS #this ended up long #I couldn't help myself oTL #Cinn is absolutely the best hypewoman without seeming extra to whoever she's hyping for #and is also a massive troll while also being very suave #as are several of them #thighsofthistle

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phantasticsheeran · 6 years ago

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What it was like meeting ed

Okay, so I want to start this off by saying that I feel so incredibly lucky to have gotten the opportunity to meet ed and it all still feels soo surreal. It’s so crazy to have gone on this journey and have it end like this. I got the opportunity to meet ed at my 10th and last ed show for the divide era. What a dream. So now to the most important part....

So the day of the concert I had about a 2 hour drive to go see ed in Minneapolis, I already knew I was gonna meet him but I was so scared something was going to go wrong. My mom, best friend, and I all left super early and got to our hotel at about 3 o’clock. We got showered, got ready, and as silly as it sounds....practiced our hugging techniques for when we met ed. We then walked to the stadium and got there around 5:30, the meetup wasn’t going to be until 6:45 so we had some time to prepare and sit around in anticipation. When we got to the meetup location we were asked for our names and given these passes:

Up until this point, I was soo soo soo scared that everyone was gonna change their minds or say “wait nevermind, you can’t meet him.” Once we got the passes everything felt so intense and real and i was SO nervous. We were then lead to an elevator and taken underground in the stadium and were separated into two groups. We then lined up in front of these two black doors and the first group went in. It was so surreal to be about one foot from the door and hear ed welcome the first group....I can’t really describe it but hearing his voice at a normal volume not amplified through a microphone was so weird? So the first group I think consists of people who work for the stadium because they presented him with a check in his name to a charity i think? and there were about 10 people and they were in there for a solid like 10-15 minutes. My friend Anna and i had assumed we were all gonna walk into the room together and ed would then take pictures with us individually but instead they separated us into the groups we came in.

Anna and I were first in line in the second group. I had expected the room ed was in to be big like a standard living room or for him to be at the end of the room so we would have to walk to him but instead the room was tiny! and he was right there a foot away from me when we walked in. Honestly this was the moment when I completely lost it....I had absolutely no idea what to do. My jaw just dropped my eyes widened and I just pointed at him and then look back at kev while I pointed and said “wow that’s him? that’s really him? it’s you?” and then i let out not a scream but just like a mildly loud “AHHH!” or terror. And so then I was still in shock and just looking at ed and then he just grabs me and pulls me into a hug. it was the softest gentles hug i’ve ever gotten. He was wearing a black shirt, so after the hug I look at his shirt and I just say “oh my gosh i’m so sorry i got makeup on your shirt I feel so bad” as I frantically try to wipe the foundation and highlighter away from his chest.

And then get this....this boy, the softest boy just puts his arm around me pulls me into him and says “no, no it’s alright i change before really it’s alright, you’re alright”so then next i thrust a build-a-bear i brought him that’s dressed like him and sings “take it back’ toward him and just say “i brought you a bear. it sings!” and he just starts giggling and looks at the bear and presses its hand and makes it sing. He can tell i’m nervous so throughout the entire conversation we have he’ll look at me once the bear stops singing and press the hand and make the bear dance to make me laugh. He did this at least 5-6 different times. At one point he also, in the most gentle way, starts tying one of the bears shoelaces and moving its shoes around.

next, my friends shows him two drawings i made of him and goes “she also made these for you, aren’t they so goood?” and he looks at me and hugs me and goes “now, normally, i don’t keep these with me because on tour they rip or get damaged and these are really quite well done, so is it okay if i just sign them and you can take them home and put them on your wall?” and I’m like yes that’s so okay! and he’s like “but is it okay if i keep the bear? i quite like this bear” THIS SOFT BOY LITERALLY ASKED ME IF HE COULD KEEP THE BEAR AS HE CRADLED LIKE A BABY IN HIS ARM LIEK WHAT??

after this, I asked him if I could ask him some questions but he didn’t have to answer them if he couldn’t and he just says “yeah, okay, shoot. any question you want” and I asked him if in the perfect video it was really a picture of him and cherry because i’ve been wondering for the longest time. and he just touches my arm and goes “actually it’s a picture of my brother and cherry and they just photoshopped my face onto it” and then i’m like “don’t think i’m weird or anything but you got a new tattoo on your back and a lot of people are trying to figure out what it is because it kinda looks like a frog wearing a crown so i was just wondering what it’s of?” and he just goes “oh have you heard of an artist named basquiat? he makes these paintings and they sell for hundreds of millions of dollars and i really like them and obviously can’t buy them so i just decided to get one tattooed on me.” and then he asks to see my friends phone and is gonna google the picture of his tattoo. my friend hands him her phone and her thumb is sweaty so it’s not unlocking her phone so she just types her password in and he’s on her phone and just goes “where’s google, i can’t find it” and she goes “it’s in the blue, i color code them” and then he turns to me and puts his hand on my arm again and goes “ you know what i have a friend who does that too” and so then this SWEET BOY spends a solid amount of time finding the exact picture of the tattoo on his back so i can know exactly which one it is.

next i told him how funny cherry’s captions are on the wibbles instagram and he just goes “yeah she is funnny” and giggles and then goes “did you know kev has an instagram” and we’re like yeah we did like of course and my friends brings up his last post with shawn mendes and kev and ed both start laughing kev goes “oh i’m glad you liked that one.” and then my friend goes “fun fact ed did you know kev and her have the same birthday” and then ed just looks at me and hugs me and goes “happy birthday by the way” and then kev is like “girls do you want pictures” and ed just wraps his arms around us and takes this picture:

and then we took some selfies and he made sure the bear was in EVERY PICTURE and in this one specifically you can tell how much it actually looks like him!

and then we can tell kev’s tryna rush us a bit but ed keeps bringing stuff up every time we’re about to leave so then ed asks us if we’re from minnesota and we’re like no we’re from iowa and he’s like “i love iowa! they have raygun there don’t they?” and i’m like “yeah they’re the ones that make all your shirts when you’re there” and then he looks at me and sounds so proud and says “yes they are!” and then my friend tells him that we’ve gone to 8 concerts together adn i say this is my 10th concert and he just looks at me and puts his arm around me and he looks soo humbled by this and just goes “thank you, you don’t have to do that, thank you” and then we can feel our time coming to an end so we’re panicking and my friend tells him the first time she swore was when she was singing you need me, i don’t need you. and he just holds up his fist and giggles and gives her a fist bump. and then i go “ed i’ve never swore before. should i swear for the first time right now? i will if you want me to.” and he just giggles and looks at my friend and just says “wow her first time” and then holds up a fist bump and then i just start swearing for the first time in my 19 years of life 5 times in a row, each time louder and each time giving him a harder fist bump and he just starts laughing because he thinks this is the funniest thing ever. and then after this we hugged him goodbye and it all came to an end.

important things i left out:

-i felt his belly at one point because he hugged me and my hand just kinda slid past it and it was the softs and most delicate baby belly in the world and like you could feel the like curvature of definition on it

-during this entire conversation he could tell i was overwhelmed so he’d randomly just hug me or squeeze my shoulder or put his arm around me and just bring me close to try to make me feel bettter and more calm

-he smelled like a light musk

-his tattoos are a lot more faded up close

-he was wearing black cartier bracelet and i could tell it was old because it was scratched and chipped a bit

- every time we were about to leave i’d ask for another hug and instead of just saying yes he would just bring grab me and hug me without warning

-he’s just as soft adn warm and loving and gentle as you’d think and he really makes you feel special and like an old friend

-he didn’t let go of the bear once during the entire conversation and just cradled it the entire time

-when i made the bear a few years ago they make you put a heart in it and make a wish on the heart and my wish was to meet ed and it’s just so crazy that now he has that bear

-he gave me at least 9 hugs during then entire encounter which was about 10-13 minutes long but felt like 30 minutes

-since we went first in every other picture he took after you can see the bear i gave him and you can tell he like tried to perfectly balance it so it’d be standing against a wall:

if you guys have any other questions or if i left anything important you wanted to know out just drop me an ask and i’ll answer it for you guys!

#ed sheeran #divide #divide tour

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makefrancehappen-blog · 5 years ago

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The most romantic non-date

June 25 2019, retrospective

There’s a lot of things I want to remember about my day with Sèbastien. He was older than I expected, it turned out he was 46. And he was in incredible shape, much better than me, the kind of toned body from a person who actually uses their body every day, not at the gym but just through living life. He was so, so tan. Everybody was in the south. By the time I left, I was almost one of them. The hat was funny, it was one of those flat brimmed DC caps that gave him such a youthful touch and would be cliché or look dirt baggy on a younger guy. I remember thinking that his face seemed super French with his bone structure and mouth especially, but now I can’t even paint a mental picture of him. I remember a little greyness but I can’t remember if it was in his hair or whether I might have noticed it in a beard, or whether he even had one. I regret not looking at his hands.

As he puttered around on the boat, getting us where we needed to go, he would sing and hum softly to himself. It absolutely caught me by surprise, almost every time. I still forget that he did that and then I remember all over again and think it’s a wonderful trait for a person to have. The one thing he did that I didn’t like was pull a starfish out of the water to show me... “she” was beautiful but I felt so uncomfortable knowing she was wrenched from her perch, and I just wanted him to put her back. In that moment though, there was a youthful and boyish fascination. He wanted me to see her little suction cups, and explain that her short legs were probably the result of an attack by birds. I like the enthusiasm, even though I already know or guessed most of these things.

Our first stop was the beach of Port Cros, where there’s a small dock to tie up. As he secured the boat he would murmur in French, English, or a combination. Several times I heard the word, “Alors,” not knowing what it meant. I asked, but he was confused, he didn’t know what word I was asking about. Then again he said it. “Aha!” I pointed at his face (bad manners). “There it is again!” “Which?” “The last one. Alore?” “Ahhh, Alors.” “Yeah that, what’s it mean?” Bafflement in attempting to explain. “Is it like how we use “okay” in English? It kind of fills lots of gaps?” Yes, kind of.

From there we snorkeled and eventually went ashore because the waters were still pretty cold except for in the shallows. On shore we went without shoes, and he checked with me twice to make sure that I was sure I was comfortable (I was). I said I prefer living life barefoot, which is obviously not possible in the city. He said he kicks off his shoes in March and doesn’t put them back on until September, but that a few weeks ago he’d been touring with a German couple who insisted they didn’t need shoes, only to have to cut the hike short because of their sensitive feet. He took me to the top of a lookout point by an abandoned building that I think had a green door. Made a joke about it being a nice little house if you could fix it up. On the way back down I stopped on the trail to take a deep breath and he turned around, mistaking my inhale for a gasp. I was just taking in the piney, jasmine, mineral and dusty scent of the island that smelled so much like summer. On the walk back to the dock we stopped to people watch a minute at the beach, and for some reason on the dock I wound up explaining that next year I would be returning to go to Bordeaux for my sister’s wedding (”No, she’s not French, it’s just that you have a destination wedding when you want to be polite and invite people but you don’t want them to accept or actually come.” “That seems like a good solution.”) Had a small snack on the boat. I don’t remember in what order or when we got to talking, but the similarities were so striking - at least to me:

- On Mexican cenotes, both having been. His experience was to stop and listen. “What did you hear?” “My heart.” There was a thoughtfulness and a pause, there seemed to be more that couldn’t be expressed in English.

- On liveaboarding, both having done. He crossed the Atlantic in 11 days, 5 days of prep, on a catamaran with 3 or 4 friends, going from Africa to Brazil. God if that isn’t just the sexiest thing ever. I wonder if that was before the kids.

- On camping. Every year at the peak of tourist season in August he “disappears into the mountains” for a week. He mentions the calanques to me, and asserts that I know them, which I think is funny or flattering maybe that he assumes I know.

- On environmentalism. He tries to avoid plastic and brings his reusable bags to the weekly market, stepping into a grocery store only once or twice a month. Trying to teach environmentalism to his 3 kids.

- On adventure. “Would you ever live on a boat and sail around the Mediterranean?” Absolutely. But there’s the kids to consider (2 teens, 1 around 9) and the several small businesses. (He seems to be a “guy I know” kind of guy). But someday.

Maybe that’s when he asked my age, which surprised me mildly. I think that was when he mentioned I was young enough still to have those adventures. I regret noting out loud how he had his first kid when he was my age, because it put a space between us that I don’t think needed to be there.

There’s a word he used, a great one. I can’t remember what it was but it floored me that a non-native speaker knew it. I told him this, that I know many English speakers who don’t even know that word. He either didn't understand or didn’t have a response. I wish I could remember the word.

It’s funny to me that he thinks Italy’s food is better than France’s, on account of it being simple ingredients of the highest quality. That’s what I thought France did so well. His expression towards the ocean seems wistful, longing for the larger and wilder waves.

I tell him about Arizona when he mentions the vast wildernesses of America being so alluring. I could live there if it weren’t so far from the sea, and he seems to nod agreement.

I have a rant about rich people, their yachts, and the weird and annoying things they do with their money. I think he’s probably just humoring me or being polite and I mention that my friends tell me I talk about depressing things, which makes him laugh. I grimace and apologize.

At a little cove where we stop again to snorkel, I wander ashore to look at the schist folds more closely and then I notice plastic, and the more I look the more of it I see. I already found a plastic bag and tucked it into my bikini side, to dispose of after swimming. I start collecting bits of plastic, rubber wine corks, and mostly styrofoam. When I turn around, Sèbastien had paddle boarded over and produced a half torn garbage bag from the ground and was filling it, so we worked silently, picking up pieces until the bag was full. I noticed moments before he said aloud that the more pieces we picked the smaller the remaining ones got. I made a comment about micro plastics. It was depressing, realizing in a moment of pause that there was still so much rubbish around. That’s when he unwittingly gifted me the mantra I didn’t know I needed:

“Alors. It’s not everything, but it’s important.” It washes over me like cold water, jarring and refreshing all at once. I never believed in love at first sight until this day.

There’s a seagull back by the boat that’s cautiously optimistic about our picnic lunch. Sèbastien tries to lure it with various treats (it doesn’t care for watermelon). Is it true that we both think these common birds are beautiful, or is he just being agreeable so I have a good tour experience?

After about 5 hours in the sun I’m getting drowsy and the boat motion is lulling me to sleep as I nod off while he’s driving, and he offers me a towel for my head. I get the impression that this is someone used to caring for other people, and realize that’s what I need.

I need to be able to relax, but to relax I need to trust that somebody else has their hands on the wheel. And I could cry with relief at this realization and with frustration that the person who gave it to me is probably completely unattainable.

Coming into the final harbor we talk about the Levant and he admits he never spends any time there but he isn’t sure why, other than that the kids are emphatic about not wanting to go. I laugh because of course that makes perfect sense.

I want to see him again. The kids are going to NYC next week with their mother, but he’s never been. I say I have an AirBnB and he’s welcome to stay if he ever decides to go, and that I hope he does. It’s 5pm and it feels abrupt when he says he should leave. I’m left wondering if I came on too strong or made him uncomfortable with the overture of invitation. Then I wonder too if maybe I didn’t come on strongly enough.

It’s a cruel coincidence that the house I stay at in Hyères is steps away from the one he rents out to vacationers. It’s even crueler that the day after our day I see the same yellow boat on the dock and have to convince myself it’s not his. I could have talked to him for many, many more hours than we had. I so want to see him again and have no idea if this is me being limerent again or whether there was some mutual connection.

When’s the last time I had so much in common with a person? It feels like never. But maybe I am living in the wrong places, maybe for him it’s common and the people around here are often outdoorsy, adventurous environmentalists. This might be the (possibly misleading) lynchpin that convinces me to make the move.

3 days later I ask if he has a website for the environmentalist friend who runs the NGO and a week after that there’s still no response. I don’t have any recourse except to chalk it up to one-sided attraction, which makes me deeply sad and I’m not ready to let it go yet.

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witchtomez · 6 years ago

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Yoosung Week - Unbidden Wish

[Prompt - Surprise Weather]

Wind cut through the streets, shaking what leaves were left on their branches onto the sidewalks where many tread over them with a satisfying crunch.

Yoosung readjusted his scarf, tucking the ends into his jacket as he leaned against the lamp post and resumed scrolling through his phone as he waited.

Logging into the RFA app, he spotted an active chatroom.

[Yoosung★ has entered the chatroom]

707: ?

707: A wild Yoosung has appeared!

ZEN: hey

ZEN: waitaminute, aren't you supposed to be on a date?

707: *GASP*

Yoosung★: before you say anything else: yes, I'm waiting for her right now.

707: orz

ZEN: lol

ZEN: good call, Yoosung.

Jumin Han: Hello, Yoosung

Jumin Han: I thought it was customary to date when the weather is amiable

Jumin Han: Did you forget to check the weather?

Yoosung★: Hey Jumin

Yoosung★: No, I checked. I'll be prepared even if it rains again!

ZEN: That's right! Don't try to make the weather worse with your negativity!

Jumin Han: That would be impossible.

Jumin Han: While I posess a magnitude of abilities, even I cannot influence nature.

Jumin Han: At least, not yet.

ZEN: ...

ZEN: I don't even want to know

ZEN: Anyway, good job, Yoosung. Big plans for today?

707: ohh?

707: ٩( ºωº )۶?

Yoosung paused before answering, mildly worried that Seven might be bored enough to interfere for his own entertainment.

Yoosung★: I'm not in charge today actually. Since my grades have been doing so well, my cutie wanted to surprise me today!

Yoosung★: ヾ(○･ω･)ﾉ☆

707: Gaahh!

707: Yoosung has gained another level in cuteness

707: Will he max out his stats soon?

Yoosung★: Impossible.

ZEN: Wow.

Jumin Han: I'm still confused why you chose today given the high percentage chance of precipitation.

Yoosung★: It's not like we can just wait for Spring to see each other

Yoosung★: We're not Jiknyeo and Gyeonwu

707: lololol

Yoosung★: Besides, if you try, you can make anything romantic! Even if it rains, I'll get to share an umbrella with my honey!

ZEN: Ahhh I can't look at you directly

ZEN: too bright...

ZEN: But that's a good attitude!

707: cringing....

Jumin Han: I see.

Jumin Han: There may be some merit to what you say

Jumin Han: Nonetheless, should the weather becomes dangerous, feel free to call me.

ZEN: Dude. what?

Jumin Han: I'll have Driver Kim bring you here.

Jumin Han: You can help Assistant Kang until the rain passes

707: LOLOLOLOLLLLLL

ZEN: Oi! Trustfund Kid! Who the hell would sacrifice their date to come be your slave for the day?!

ZEN: Why are you even on here if Jaehee needs help? Shouldn't you be working harder than she is?!

Jumin Han: I am.

Jumin Han: I am making sure to rest properly before this next crucial meeting by relaxing here with Elizabeth the 2nd.

Zen: !?!!!

Yoosung★: Ok, gotta go, bye guys!

[Yoosung★ has left the chat room]

Closing out of the app, Yoosung heard a warm giggle as a pair of arms wound around his waist.

"Don't worry, even if if floods, I won't let us end up working for Jumin today," Yoosung reassured, turning around to embrace his date properly.

"That was a nice, strategic exit--perfectly timed~!" she chuckled, reaching up to plant a smooch on his cheeks before readjusting his glasses for him. Despite how many dates they'd had at this point, the color never failed to rise to his cheeks in time with his grin.

"So, what do you have planned for us?" Yoosung asked as her arm smoothly hooked around his elbow. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she hummed thoughtfully.

"Mm, well, I know you miss the colors of the warmer months, so I was thinking we could get a small snack as this cafe I heard about with a funny name--Artichoke 0125? It's really bright and colorful, plus they're known for their grilled chicken with orange marmalade?"

Yoosung began buzzing excitedly, recognizing the description.

"Oohhh!! Is it the place that offers gardening and flower arrangement classes? I was thinking of taking you there sometime since you mentioned wanting to own a garden someday! But--it's in Gangnam, so...it might be...expensive..." he trailed off sheepishly. Fixing him with a flat look, the woman playfully chopped her hand down on his head a second later.

"Who is treating whom today? You've been doing so well lately, let me spoil you!" A ripple of pink intensified along his face which Yoosung knew had nothing to do with the biting winds nipping at their faces.

"Honey, you already spoil me just by being with me, I don't want you to make your wallet cry--ouch!"

Another chop on his forehead stopped him; Yoosung tried not to coo over the pout on his partner's lips.

"Whose wallet will be crying? I've been saving up for this because I knew you'd do well, so listen--" The heat reached the outside shells of his ears at her sniping confession, so he looked away attempting to spare his dignity.

Then he saw it; in the distance--a pale fleck fluttering down toward the ground, with many more like it quickly following.

N-no way...this is...?

Christmas was still at least a week away, but...to have romantic snow drifting down upon them instead of the expected slushy rain? And to have this occur on such an unusually quiet day--surely this could be considered an early Christmas gift?

"Yoosung...?"

He hesitated to answer, but judging from her small "oh!", she had caught on. His hand found hers quickly and he turned back to face his girlfriend; her expression was warm, blatantly adoring his fascination with the cold, feathery drops that floated around them. The streets were so quiet, save for the icy chips bouncing against the benches and glass windows lining the sidewalk. When his soft violet eyes landed upon the woman before him, her hair had collected so much of the shimmery powder that Yoosung thought of stars caught in the net of the night sky...her lips pressed together, shivering slightly as she patiently awaited his next reaction.

She did not wait long; carding his fingers carefully through the lengthy soft tendrils, Yoosung tilted her chin up and covered her lips with his own, breathing warmth back into her lithe form.

He had never figured he'd possessed a talent for good timing, but this day was heavily encouraging the idea. Pulling back to properly hold her gaze, Yoosung found the familiar and ever-present twinkle that made him wonder if perhaps this lively, mysterious person had charmed the weather to her advantage--and perhaps she was the magician instead.

Yoosung leaned in again, satisfied to prolong the mystery for now.

***

[ @yoosungweek]

Notes:

Jiknyeo and Gyeonwu - Korean names for Vega and Altair/Orihime and Hikoboshi from the story of Tanabata.

Check out the Wiki for it here

Artichoke 0125 = an actual restaurant!

article with photos here!

#Yoosung Kim #Yoosung week #yoosung x mc #prompt: surprise weather #mystic messenger #jumin han #luciel choi #707 #zen #hyun ryu

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romanssippycup · 7 years ago

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Happiness Hidden Away

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIRGIL!!! This is a oneshot created to honor Virgil’s special day as his debut into the Sander’s Sides universe!! In many ways I think he’s the character that really got a lot of people into the series, so how can I not do something for this special occasion? Anyways. I hope you all enjoy:

Happiness Hidden Away

Ships: None or Platonic Lamp

Words: 2,371

Warning: Fluff, food mention, (let me know if there is anything else)

It was the rustling that had first woken him up from his sleep. The rustling came from downstairs and its sounds made their blissful way up to his room, settling themselves mildly in his ears. Normally he would be more angry about the noises disturbing his slumber, but because his relationship with his fellow sides had grown much, he decided to let his annoyance slide. Although, he was curious as to what was going on.

He listened closely able to pick out each voice directly. Normally only Patton would be up at this time, but it seems as if both Roman and Logan decided to rise at this ungodly hour. He checked his clock, but was even more surprised when he read the time.

5:00 am.

“What the heck…” He whispered burying his head in his pillow, wishing with all of his heart that he did not have to get up to tell those three to keep their voices down. He groaned as the covers rolled back and his bare feet were in contact with the cold floor. He shivered, trying to find the strength to walk, when he heard a pair of feet bound softly up to where his room was. Well, on the bright side he didn’t have to move that much.

It was not a second later that Patton came stip-stepping down the hallway softly, dressed in his cat onesie. He was about to knock on the door when Virgil opened it on the inside, his expression one of complete irritation.

“Oh I’m sorry buddy. Did we wake you up?” Patton gasped softly

“What do you think?” Virgil rubbed his eyes tiredly, badly wanting to go back to bed. “Seriously...why are you guys up?” He squinted into the hallway light, trying to get a read on Patton’s face. Finally his shy grin came into view.

“Oh...nothing in particular kiddo!” Virgil could tell he was fibbing.

“Why do I not believe you?” He blinked at him, clearly unamused.

“Eheheheh. Well, how about you go back to bed, and then when you re-awaken you can see for yourself what we are working on.”

Virgil’s brow furrowed as soft laughter from two different voices suddenly rang from downstairs. It was not often Logan and Roman would laugh together like this and this told him that something was definitely going on. A faint ‘aww’ passed from Patton’s lips as the moral aspect looked in their direction. He sighed once before turning back to his dark, strange son.

“You should go back to bed Virgil. I promise we will be more quiet. Catch up on the ol’ Z’s! And when tomorrow comes, go ahead and check up on us. I hope you like your surprise.”

“Surprise, what surp-”

“G’night Virgil.” But Patton was gone, giggling back downstairs to join the other two, their voices immediately softer. Virgil grunted in bewilderment and shut his door, promptly returning to his bed in hopes to get more sleep. And sleep he did get.

The darker aspect woke up three hours later to light shining through his window, and the noise from downstairs having complete ceased, at least from what he could hear. Virgil took the liberty to stretch, get dressed, and put on his usual amount of makeup curious as to what his fellow sides were up to last night. When he finally did open his door he found quite the surprise in itself.

The hallway was covered from head to toe in streamers! Purple and black streamers! He blinked in shock and couldn’t resist taking a hand and batting at the hanging decoration. He smiled lightly to himself as he moved out of his room, and through the forest of streamers. The stairs were also a mess, but covered in every different color of streamer making them look like a rainbow had puked on them, but what really surprised him was the banister he normally slid down was covered in toilet paper.

“Toilet paper? Pfff. Are you guys serious?” He touched it giggling lightly to himself. Toilet paper instead of white streamers. He really needed to know whose idea this was now. Virgil finally began to make his way down the staircase, only to find the commons complete decked out in his colors as well. His mouth dropped open slightly as he marveled how the room was setup! After analyzing he could finally tell the three aspects split the room between them to all decorate. He almost laughed out loud at how different each part of the room looked.

On Patton’s side everything was somewhat thrown about, but hung up as well, giving it a cute, homey atmosphere. Virgil then turned to Logan’s part and just like him everything was decorated methodically. It still looked very spectacular and articulated. The logical aspect had truly outdone himself. The last part of the room was Roman’s and it was just as extra as the prince himself. Streamers hung like curtains, the words happy birthday written on every wall-Oh wait. Was it that time of year already? He had hardly noticed.

He glanced back at Patton’s area of decorations. “That explains the cake.” He smiled to himself as he saw the purple, white, and black frosted cake sitting there on a confetti strewed table. The whole room truly was decorated marvelously and he had to give them credit for the hard work they all put in. He walked forward more, softly kicking balloons around with his feet continuing to awe at what they did, and for him no less!

This was the first time they had done something like this for him! All the years before they had ignored him and his birthday, only celebrating each other’s. The change was actually quite nice, considering the fact that they knew more about who he was as their friend and aspect. Speaking of fellow aspects, where were they?

Virgil scoured the room, but saw no trace of them anywhere. Knowing Patton he was probably hiding, waiting to jump out at him and tackle hug the darker aspect to the ground with a hug. Roman and Logan however were a bit less predictable in their thought processes, given that the amount of time Virgil had spent with either one of them had been much less than ideal. He did not think Patton would be able to talk them into the whole ‘surprise party’ thing.

He continued walking hoping to find some trace of their whereabouts, when he began wading through a gigantic pile of streamers and balloons. Judging by their placements, Virgil could tell this was the remains of a balloon and streamer fight. The darker aspect chuckled, realizing this was most likely what Logan and Roman were laughing about last night. He didn’t realise how distracted he was by the floor, until he found himself on it! Oof!

“Happy Birthday Virgil!” Patton had tackled him to the ground, staring down at him with those sparkling, happy brown eyes. Virgil couldn’t help a smile even if he did feel his space was slightly invaded.

“Ahhh!! Patton!! Good morning to you too.” He swam in the large pile of streamers as he struggled to get up, until Patton managed to roll off of the top of him and give him a hand up.

“Eheheh! We wanted to make it special. Just for you kiddo!” Patton carted a hand through the darker aspect’s hair, an action which Virgil secretly enjoyed. “Do you like it?”

Virgil took a second look at the room, still unbelieving that his was all for him. “Yeah. I do...but why? You guys have never done anything like this for me before.” Patton smiled sadly, pulling him into a hug.

“I know...but we promise to do things like this for you from here on! We want you as a part of our group and we will continue to do this for you until you feel like you are one of us!”

Virgil chuckled, blushing ever so slightly. “Heh. Thanks dad.”

Patton’s smiled. “Your welcome kiddo!”

“So...where’s royal pain and uptight?” Patton’s giggle had him slightly worried.

“Oh they’re here! I suggest you try the kitchen!” Patton pointed at said room and started walking towards it, beckoning him to follow. Virgil gave a tiny gulp and did so, noting how many more decorations came into view.

The kitchen was decorated almost as if it were halloween all over again! It was dimly lit, candles burned brightly all over in bat shaped containers, more black streamers hung from every corner, and there were black table cloths covering every table and countertop! Virgil walked forward and noticed some food on the table in front of him, but before he could grab a Dorito™ something had rushed out from under the black tablecloth and lifted the darker aspect into the air.

“AHHHHH!!!”

“Hahahahaha!!! Happy Birthday Fall Out Boy!” The royal aspect then took the liberty to spin his victim around a couple times before letting him down.

“Ah! Put me down Princey!!”

“Oh alright.” Roman reluctantly put the darker aspect back on his feet and clapped his back gently. “It’s your day today! We decorated the mind palace especially for you!”

“Yeah. I see that.” Virgil felt slightly dizzy from being spun a couple rotations. “It’s...nice actually. Thanks.” He took another minute to look around. “What’s all the food for?” Virgil motioned to the kitchen.

“I believe it’s for eating. I could be wrong though.” Roman and Patton both snickered as the darker aspect rolled his eyes. “Haha. Very funny Prince charming.” Virgil walked to where the Prince was hiding snagged a couple dorito’s from the bowl.

“Did you find Logan yet?”

“No? I didn’t know this was a game of hide-n-seek.” Virgil munched thoughtfully.

“It’s not...I don’t think.” Patton looked around, trying to see if he could spot the logical aspect hiding somewhere.

“Unless Logan interpreted the directions wrong...again.” Roman rubbed his face, hoping his statement wasn’t the case.

“Excuse me? Your directions were very clear!” Roman facepalmed, Patton giggled and Virgil raised an eyebrow looking for the source of the sound.

“You know Logan. The point of hiding is not to give yourself away.”

“Did I give myself away, I do not hear or see Virgil trying to look for me.” Virgil spotted a trap door above them cleverly hidden against the background of the ceiling and pointed to it. Roman gave a knowing smirk and nodded. “The spot I have chosen for my hiding place is very secret, and I doubt I will be found ouUUT Oof!” Virgil had walked over and pulled a cord attached to the wall. The trap door then swung open and the hidden logical aspect plummeted to the ground. Logan groaned and moved his limbs slightly, managing to stagger up to his feet, but not before three different wrapped presents fell after him, bopping him on the head sequentially.

“Happy Birthday Virgil.” While groaning, he fixed his glasses, tie, and hair before picking up the presents and handing them to the stunned aspect.

“...for...me?” He accepted them and stood awkwardly, holding the wrapped gifts not exactly sure what to do.

“So that’s where you hid them Logan.” Roman chuckled and closed the trap door, making sure no one would accidentally run into it.

“Yes. It seemed like a strategically placed hiding spot.”

“Maybe it would have been, if you didn’t talk so much.”

“What!? I talk less than you, Princey. At least about myself.”

“Alright alright. Break it up you two! This is Virgil’s day. If you guys are gonna fight, use pillows or those balloons and streamers you both threw at each other this morning.” The two aspect’s in question slightly blushed at Patton’s gesting.

“Well. I suppose the next course of action would be to watch Virgil open his presents. Back to the commons?” Virgil nodded shyly and followed the other aspects back into the decorated area. They all sat down on the ground and watched Virgil open his presents.

From Roman’s gift he got a couple of his duplicate disney posters, some Nightmare before Christmas merchandise, a candle holder in the shape of a black cauldron, and then some black licorice, which were more supposed to be a joke than an actual thing to eat. Virgil took them however, as he had nothing against the misunderstood sweet.

From Logan’s gift, he received a sketch pad and a series of drawing utensils, along with a coloring book, and a cd player, since his old one had broke not a week before. He was also given a whole box of streamers, which was merely the logical aspect just poking fun of his catlike abilities. This earned Logic a proper burial once again under a whole pile of streamers.

The last gift was from Patton and it was as adorable as he had hoped it would be. Inside was a cat plushy with cool green eyes, a Nightmare Before Christmas throw, along with some fluffy, black sweatpants that he could wear for knocking around the house if he really wanted. At the bottom though was an old album he had always wanted from Gorillaz which he got embarrassingly excited from and Patton just had to take a picture of his smile, slightly irritating the darker aspect. However, the cake had managed to ease some of that irritation slightly.

As he sat there in front of the cake frosted in his name, the three other facets sang happy birthday after carefully lighting the candles.

“Go ahead Virgil! Make a wish.” He chuckled to himself and blew out the candles, knowing full well what Patton’s next question would be. “So, what did you wish for kiddo?”

“Don’t you know how it works dad? I can’t tell you my wish or else it won’t come true.” Patton pouted playfully, but no matter what puppy-dog-eyes the moral aspect gave he refused to tell him his wish or tell any of them as a matter of fact. And this wish he certainly wanted to come true, and if fate allowed it, he would keep it to himself...forever. Because if he kept it to himself, he would never have to feel the pain of being an outcast...ever again.

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ityasaarii · 7 years ago

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talk about the relations of your muses with other muses ( brotps, otps, fwb, anything included! ), which you love to death!

[ Well anon, I’m afraid we’re going to be here for quite a while! Thank you for asking me this question, first and foremost. I love talking about the relationships between muses, and over the time I’ve had this little collection of characters, they’ve really been blessed with some great partners, be that romantic, platonic or antagonistic. So let me go in order of my muses. Those that I’ve had here for longer have had more time to meet other muns muses, so they naturally have more connections.

First is Nayoung. My baby, my daughter, the namesake of this blog. Nayoung has found her actual soulmate in terms of her boyfriend Hyuk. Those of you who have followed me for a while, here or on Leo’s blog, will know how much I love Hyuk’s mun @x-wearethefuture-x and adore writing with her. I think that’s one of the reasons why a relationship developed so easily between these two. Well, I say easily, but considering they started off on unsteady ground, they’ve come a long way. Hyuk took photos of her in the library, whilst Nayoung responded in kind by throwing things at his head. Nayoung especially was very wary of him. But I think in proving her wrong, Hyuk won over her trust in such an important way. He’s the only one she feels she can talk to about her concerns. He’s literally let her into his mind. All she wants to do now for him is help him feel safe and loved. She knows how much his abilities scare him at times and watching him from the outside, she feels so useless. They joke and tease each other a lot but there is so much sincerity underneath it all. Their relationship is still growing and that’s why I love it so much.Another relationship I like a great deal for Nayoung is her friendship with @thosewhowearmasks ‘s Seonhwa. They’ve only just met, so perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself a little. But I really think they get on well. Nayoung needs friends and Seonhwa is very like-minded to her. They have similar personalities, similar slightly extraordinary lives too. I’m really excited to see them as partners in crime ^^

Okay, next up is Jaehwan. He developed from a single sentence idea as a muse; a composer who can’t feel pain. He’s easily become one of my favourite muses to write, just because he hides so much behind smiles and assurances. How can I mention Jaehwan without mentioning Kyungri? His one, his only. The Cinderella to his Christopher. The Ariel to his Eric. I’m going too far here, aren’t I? But @numberxix made me ship them from the very first day. They just work so well together. They’re equally soft and sweet to each other, and so in tune with what the other feels. On the other side of things, however, they’re very different. But those small differences make it work. Not to mention all the au’s we have for them; not one of them has unravelled their relationship so far. And Kyungri would be his closest friend, if not for Oliver. Oh, Oliver. I’m too slow on too many of their threads but these two are like dumb and dumber. They both tear each other down but would be the first to punch someone in the face if someone else insulted their friend (or maybe I’m just speaking for Jaehwan here because he can’t feel the pain in his knuckles ^^). They’re so supportive of each other. Subtly. In a way that neither would admit to the other. One thing I’ve noticed… Jaehwan needs more friends. Just like Nayoung though he’s even worse. That says a lot about him really. He acts very confident, but when it comes to being close to people, he doesn’t initiate much.

There are a few people I could mention for Sewon, Nayoung’s dragon uncle too. I just adore his friendship with Wheein. She’s like a little sister to him, except she teaches him a lot more than he ever teaches her. Sewon can be a little obtuse, a little dated, and is still learning how to deal with his emotions. Wheein hides her pain a lot, and Sewon is starting to pick up on that, even if it’s a little too late. It’ll be interesting to see what happens when he realises what she went through when she was younger. Even though @thefxmily isn’t here so often now (I miss you!) I also love his developing relationship with Jaelyn. There’s definitely an attraction there, but Sewon doesn’t really understand that yet. Someday, hopefully, we’ll be able to explore that further.

Okay, onto Inhye! I have to admit, I haven’t written as her in a while because I’ve been developing my other muses :/ But she is another of my absolute favourites. I love her personality and everything about her story just clicked into place for me. Plus she has some great relationships with others muses. I adore her friendship with @starrdew ‘s Eunbyul. Seriously, I love it so much. We only have one thread, but they’re so comfortable with each other, teasing and joking. But I also feel a lot of care under there. And also, super-powered best friends? Yes please. Which makes me think of a superhero au for them, ahhh… Ahem. There is, of course, Iseul as well. Sometimes it feels like Inhye bullies him a little :) But it’s from a place of affection. She pushes herself so much that pushing and encouraging Iseul feels natural to her. He’s always been nothing but caring towards her too, which I love. They’re such a strange pairing, it’s great.

Nathan is one of my newer babies and he’s been attracting quite a few friends. I think that’s a lot down to his magnetism and the fact that he never shuts up. I particularly like his and White’s relationship @czernobuh . It’s funny because they seem to argue a lot, having very different mindsets. But I also think that’s why Nathan likes spending time with her. She challenges his opinions to give him someone to talk to for hours. I feel like he could come to trust her a lot. @ambitiousxmonsoon ‘s Yumiko is kind of similar. She discusses with him and cheers him up, even though they’ve just met. He wants to get to know her more. There’s a part of him that see’s similarities in her with his ex-girlfriend too. I know, that sounds bad! But it’s good for him. Though it hasn’t gone very far yet, I’m also so excited for Hansol and Nathan. They already have the connection of his grandfather being the one she gave her heart to years ago. Whilst Nathan doesn’t yet know that, he’s already intent upon repaying her. He thinks she lost something because of him and that’s something he can’t bare. He wants to help her, even though Hansol appears to be scared of him, or at the very least, highly distrustful.

Haeseul is my baking baby who needs more love. I haven’t written out her story that much yet, but I already see her developing quickly. She’s a soft muse (is this a trend of mine?) and she’s found someone equally soft in Iseul. Or rather, someone whose relationship with her would be gentle and caring. She’s very understanding of his discomfort around girls, despite him not having unexplained it yet. She takes thing’s slow, unlike Inhye does, preferring to let him come closer to her. They both have such similar ambitions and they share a love of kids, which I think will break down their barriers that much faster. And picturing how they’d be if they got even closer… gah, it’s no good, I really do ship them. I don’t think it will be plain sailing for them if either one of them develops those feelings though. Haeseul can be very strong-willed and yes, she’ll fight for him against anyone and everything that tries to hurt him. But she also protects herself in the same way. They’ll have to build so much trust before they can even call each other close friends. But I see it happening so clearly.

Last but not least (and because Lina, my final muse is criminally underwritten and has no friends ((though on a side note, if you knew her from when she had her own blog years ago, please come and say hello to her!))) there’s Ace. I really would some kind of friendship to develop between him and Habseong, even though he’s not good at the concept of friends. I can see them being able to relate to each other in a lot of ways and there’s a lot he could learn from her. There banter back and forth is great now so as close friends they’d be great together.And finally, the only mildly antagonistic relationship between muses in this whole answer: Ace and Youjin. Ah, they are definitely too similar to be friends. They’re not nice to each other but that also desperately makes me want to see them work together. They would probably get along well. I love how quick witted they both are, how they’re not afraid to challenge each other. If they start seeing more of each other, by choice or simply out of circumstance, I think they could find kindred spirits in each other.

Whoa. There we go, all eight ityasaarii muses. I never expected to have quite so many on this blog, nor for them to have so many great relationships with other muses. I’m so lucky in that sense. But at the same time, I wish I had more time to devote to each to build these connections more and watch them develop. I love every single one of these muses, and definitely not just mine. Thank you so much for these question anon! It’s not nearly a detailed enough answer but I hope it goes some way to explaining a little of what I love about all these muses together ^_^ ]

#( constellations. )#( ooc. )#( anon. )#[ This took me so long to write but it was worth it!#Thank you again anon for sending me this! ]

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inklingleesquidly · 7 years ago

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THE WISDOM OF LEE SQUIDLY

CHAPTER 2

Lee Squidly has been called into action. Callie has gone missing and according to Marie he’s her only hope in finding her. There is a lot more going on in Octo Canyon than Lee truly knows but Is he up to the task when he is uncertain of even his own feelings?

A new journey of discovery awaits our hero as he comes to realize what the true meaning of the relationship between the Squid Sisters is, and what they mean to others..

Featuring a special appearance by a squid of @myzzy

Chapter 1 can be found here

“AHH AHHH AHHHH,” Lee screamed; arms wildly flailing as he ran for his life.

“Faster Master Lee, they are gaining on us,” Mooky pleaded as he watched a squadron of Octotroopers and Octocopters chase and fire upon them.

Lee yelped, “I’m trying, I’m trying,” only for a bullet of ink to whiz past his cheek. “Gyah,” he shrieked. Looking back he begged, “Please stop shooting at me; I’m no threat to you!”

His pleas fell on deaf ears as the Octarians continued their hot pursuit.

“Git it, git that squid!”

“Imma blow a hole clean through ‘im!”

“First one to bring ‘im down gets to chow down on the tender parts!”

Hearing that made Lee emit a shrill cry and pick up the pace, running with everything he had. He didn’t fire back at them. The thought didn’t even come to him; using his .96 Gal Buster for anything other than to ink and maintain his escape route. In a stressful situation like this If he ran out of ink there was no chance he would be able to make more. They chased him all the way to the edge of one of the many platforms perpetually suspended above the canyon. They were getting closer and closer, their ink was just barely touching his heels so he had to act! Without a moment to spare Lee reared back and gave a mighty leap, careening into the abyss below.

The Octarians couldn’t believe their eyes.

“Sweet Cod above that squid is crazy!”

“He ain’t-a coming back from that I tell ya.”

“I’m the one who got a hit on ‘im, ah’m callin’ it!”

They made their way to the boundary only to let out simultaneously gasps at what they saw. The Inkling was gently gliding through the air thanks to a whirling propeller attached to the head of the robot strapped to his back. They watched with complete disbelief as the child safely descended to another platform and took off running again.

The only Twintacle Octotrooper of the group aggressively bopped the closest Octotrooper on the head and jumped, trying to swing at the Octocopter hovering overhead. “You dang ‘ole idgits, you’re letting him get away. Follow ‘em, you heard our orders, splat any squid you see!”

Lee ran and ran and ran even with nobody chasing him until he arrived at some sort of road block. A high uninkable wall impeded his path but it proved to be the least of his worries as he exhaustedly collapsed against it. Detaching himself from Lee’s back, Mooky stood in front of him, thrashing his arms in worry. “Master Lee, you must stop for at least 3 minutes time! You are reaching a point of damaging exhaustion and the stress is putting strain on your heart and ink gland.” Though it was his job, Lee didn’t need to be reminded of that as he clutched his chest, gasping for breath with sweat dripping down his forehead.

They hadn’t even that moment to rest as the Octarian platoon from before was upon them again. Between their sadistic chuckles and muttering taunts, Lee heard, “Got’cha right where we wan’ ‘cha liddle squiddy!”

A want to keep running was overridden by heavy pain radiating through every muscle in Lee’s body. Unable to stand or even move he found himself beginning to quake with panic. Desperate to help his immobile master, Mooky quickly stepped between him and the incoming octopods. “Master Lee, turn into a squid, stay as low as you can so I can protect you, they cannot splat me,” he declared; his stance wide and arms spread apart.

“Mooky…,” Lee breathlessly whispered in awe of the bot’s bravado.

Just as the octopods were within range a group of four metal disks were flung between them and Mooky. For the briefest moment what they were was a mystery until they all released a shrill beeping noise, then exploded in simultaneous unison. A thick swath of ink cut between them. In surprise, the Octotroopers and Octocopters scattered as more of the round explosives were hurled closer toward them.

Lee watched as ink was flung everywhere by the successive explosions. Over the shouts and shooting of the Octarian’s ink weapons along with the continued booms he saw a mysterious figure drop in from above. Lee could only catch sight of them from behind; a cloak dazzling like the stars in the sky as they moved fast. They scooped up Mooky in one arm, swiveled around to snatch Lee in his squid form, then super jumped clean away from the danger.

The events that transpired all seemed to happen in the blink of an eye but Lee and Mooky were finally someplace safe. It was now that Lee was finally able to size up his savior. “Boy you’re lucky I saw you running,” he proclaimed, holding out his hand to help the younger squid up to his feet. “It’s been a long time, great to see you Leemeister!”

That unmistakable visor, that starry cloak, the sheathed sword at his hip, “Mr. Blueshift,” Lee nearly screamed as he shot up to his feet. He threw his arms around the pink Inkling’s waist, embracing him with intense joy. Not only had he been rescued by a local super hero he was such a fan of but also a fellow founding member of the Justice Society of Inkopolis.

“Hak hak,” Blueshift let out a light laugh. Patting Lee on the shoulders, he said, “Yeah, it really is great to see you but I told you a hundred times, don’t call me ‘mister’.”

Mooky raised his arms with a joyful smile, “Thank you for coming to our rescue, Mister Blueshift, we would certainly be finished if not for you.”

The hero clicked his tongue at being called ‘mister’ again, “Tsk, man,” he sighed at failing to convince them.

Suddenly, Lee realized something extremely pertinent. Backing off, he divulged, “Ohh, Mr. Blu—I mean Blueshift, you’re one of the people Marie told me I was supposed to meet.”

If Lee could see his eyes behind that visor, he would’ve seen Blueshift do a double take. “Wait, she roped you into this,” he gasped then sighed, “Marie, what are you doing?”

He didn’t understand what he meant but the optimistic teen squeezed his fists, hopefully asking, “So tell me, have you found anything about Callie?”

Regrettably, he did not, “Sorry Leemeister; I’ve been up and down Tentakeel Outpost and more and I haven’t seen or heard anything.” Slumping forward with a glum stare, Lee didn’t realistically expect to get a lot of information from the get-go but it was still a disappointment to learn Blueshift had nothing for him. What he had to say next was mildly troubling, “Say, did you come here by yourself?”

Mooky answered, “Master Lee did not, Mister Blueshift, I am his accompaniment.”

“That’s perfect, he couldn’t ask for better back-up,” Blueshift nodded, “But I mean, did you come with anybody else?”

“No—it’s just us,” Lee muttered with a confused shake of his head.

Blueshift hummed in his throat, “Hmm, I didn’t think she’d call anybody here unless they were in a squad—HUP!” Just as he uttered those words, he sucked in his breath and bit his teeth.

That piqued his curiosity in a big way, Lee honed in on those words, “Wait, h-hold on, what did you say?”

“Nothing,” Blue shot back, “Nothing at all,” he then chuckled and smiled, speaking in a funny voice, “Hak, uh… everything’s perfectly all right now. We’re fine. We’re all fine here now, thank you, how are you?”

Lee knew he was trying to distract him with a line from SeaStar Wars and normally he would follow-up with the next line in the movie’s script but not now. He narrowed his eyes at Blueshift and incredulously curled his lip. Though Lee was quiet, Mooky indicated, “Mister Blueshift my sensors indicate your pulse is quickening and your speech patterns are irregular.” His observations were cornering the hero, “That is the behavior of someone who is dishonest or is withholding information.”

“Blue, is there something going on? Are there other squids here besides me?” The look he gave the worried super hero was one he rarely had. He was serious, unwaveringly so, there was no way he was going to drop this subject even if Blueshift wanted him to.

He held his hand over his face, murmuring, “No.”

Lee quizzed, “How many others are there?”

Blueshift didn’t have to divulge this information, he really didn’t, it wasn’t essential to either of their missions, but he couldn’t force himself to be dishonest with Lee. “Last I checked—something like 100.”

“100?!” Both Lee and Mooky repeated.

Lee slapped his palm against his forehead and he spluttered, “I ju—I—I can’t believe it.” He tried to imagine so many others running around the canyon. At least he had one hope to hold onto, “How did she manage to get that many agents to come down here?”

Blueshift didn’t answer his question.

“They are agents—right,” he hesitated to restate his question.

This information didn’t need to be divulged either, a part of Blueshift knew this would cause trouble and grief. “No,” he wasn’t going to lie. “No they’re not,” he wasn’t going to say a half-truth to him. “They’re not agents,” He knew Lee deserved to know. “They’re civilians.”

There was no way he actually said that, Lee didn’t want to believe he was hearing what he was hearing. He had to confirm, “How can that be, I mean, the Agency’s gotta be here. What would they say about civilians in Octo Canyon?”

Blueshift answered, “They’re not here,” and then he revealed, “And the others and I that are here, they don’t know about either. We came at Marie’s request and—Lee, what’s wrong?”

There was something apparent in Lee that was rarely seen, if ever at all. His breathing grew loud and hoarse, filtered through his bared fangs, his fists shook as they clenched tighter and tighter, and his left eye twitched as his lip curled upward.

Mooky timidly tapped his shoulder and said, “Master Lee; your heart rate is increasing and your body temperature is increasing, you are becoming angry.” He feared for his master’s wellbeing so he pleaded, “Please calm yourself; you do not want to do anything irrational.”

“Mooky, step off,” Lee growled, commanding his robot to detach from his back.

The uncertain machine slinked over to Blueshift who was equally as bewildered, he said, “Now this is something coming from me but please think about this, you don’t want to--.”

“—MARIE, PICK UP THE RADIO,” he interrupted with the loudest, most blaring voice a small boy like him could possibly muster.

There was a pop and a crackle before a rather irritated voice replied over the channel, “Ahh geez, I’m right here Lee, what’s your problem?”

“WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?” He screamed despite her dry, annoyed tone.

There was a pause after his question before she replied, “I’m thinking you sound like a really bad sound check.”

Grinding his teeth at her dismally disinterested demeanor, he sneered, “What’s this I hear about you bringing civilians down here?!”

There was a beep, indicating she was going to speak but nothing could be heard. Marie finally said, “Who told you that? Did Blueshift tell you that?”

Lee shifted the question, “That’s not the problem here, Marie! How could you? How could you?” His voice shook and it cracked from his anger, “We don’t know what’s going on here, you’re putting tons of people in danger, you know?” Questions and possibilities swirled like a chaotic cyclone in his mind. “What have you told them? Did you get kids or something? What kind of squids did you call down here? Did you use your fame to get them to do what you want? How many of them are just here to hurt Octarians?”

Finally, she couldn’t take anymore so she said, “Ucck, all right, all right, enough already, what’s with you and the third degree?” She didn’t hesitate at all in her response, “Listen I’m doing what I have to do, okay, I mean, wouldn’t you do the same, what if the same thing happened with your mom?”

Lee’s breath got caught in his throat, and his heart clenched inside his chest. He replied with low, hateful scorn, “Don’t you dare bring up my mom in this.” Both Blueshift and Mooky stepped back from the scene; an unheard of but positively uncanny fire of revulsion burned in Lee right before their eyes. After that nothing was said between them for a time that felt like an eternity until Lee finally said, “Listen Marie. When this is over I don’t want to talk to you, ever again.”

“Fine Lee, fine,” that proposition didn’t seem to bother her in the least, “It’s no skin off my nose what you do. Just go find Callie, the sooner, the better.”

She may have been finished with the conversation but Lee certainly wasn’t. He threw his hands down and kicked at the dirt, “I DON’T BELIEVE HER,” he screamed.

Blueshift let out a groan, “Me and my yap,” he murmured as he clasped his forehead with his hand in regret of his own actions.

He felt metal at his leg; Mooky silently placed one of his clamps on him in a display of assurance as he focused on Lee. Wanting to calm his enraged owner, Mooky said, “Master Lee, I know you are upset with Miss Marie’s choice of actions but you must be reasonable.”

“Reh-ruh-bruh-REASONABLE?” Lee repeated with a noticeable stutter. “How can you both be so calm when she’s putting the live of tons of people at stake?”

Mooky implored, “Master Lee, please, we are unaware of what her reasoning could be.”

“Yeah Leemeister, cut her a break,” Blueshift finally interjected, “She’s not thinking right, she been way more stressed out about this than you can imagine. She hasn’t been able to sleep, or eat, or just—anything.”

“That’s no excuse,” Lee shot back, swinging his scrunched fist.

Blueshift tried to explain, “Listen, she tried to do this by the book at first. She went to the Agency right away but they wanted to wait like, a week before they started any search. She didn’t really take too kind to them wanting to get the Great Zapfish back first either.” He wasn’t sure if he was getting through to Lee so he continued, “Just trust me on this all right; she knows the risk involved with what she’s doing. She could go to jail for taking matters into her own hands like this, we all could, we could lose our jobs as Agents.”

If Lee wasn’t so provoked by Marie’s choices as it was, maybe he could’ve understood her reasoning after hearing that. However, hearing the livelihoods of Blueshift and the other informants was in jeopardy, it only made him angrier. “That only makes it worse,” he said. “This is not the way Callie would’ve wanted it,” he was sure of it, as sure as he’s ever been of anything in his life.

Blueshift conceded, “Maybe not, but it’s a risk Marie’s willing to take, and I just want you to know that I know she’s been nothing but honest and upfront with everyone she’s recruited for this.”

All Lee could do was look away, he couldn’t look Blueshift in the eye as he muttered, “That still doesn’t make this right.” He was unrelenting in his belief, and how he thought Callie would agree that putting others in jeopardy for her sake is not what she would want. With that he wandered past Blueshift, keeping focused on his own partner as he declared, “Come on Mooky, we’re not getting anywhere here so we should just keep going.”

That solemn, distressed look on Lee’s face made it painfully clear to both Blueshift and Mooky that there would be no changing Lee’s mind on the subject. Mooky forfeited, “Yes Master Lee,” and hopped onto Lee’s back, ready to leave.

Though the teen was quiet, Blueshift called out, “I’ll keep you posted if I find anything, I promise.” He still had his mission, he needed to inform Lee whatever he could, but he had one last major thought to share. “If there’s one more thing you should know-- nobody is taking Callie’s disappearance harder than Marie is.”

Lee stopped his stride for a moment. Blueshift and Mooky wondered what he was thinking about, maybe he actually did get through to him? They didn’t, he just kept walking without a word, much to the heartbroken dismay of Blueshift, “You’ve changed Leemeister, this isn’t like you at all.”

Those words really stuck in Lee’s mind but thinking of Marie only made him feel angrier. I promise Callie… no matter what Marie does; I’ll do whatever it takes to find you.

#splatoon #nintendo #fan fiction #lee squidly #squid sisters

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thebluesideofthemoon · 8 years ago

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The Wall #41: NORM OF THE NORTH

Happy new year, everyone! I sure hope you all had a really great and safe New Year's party, and I for one welcome our new year with open arms! Things can only go up from here, folks. But I'll save all of the formalities for later because there's movies to review! Ahhh yes, it's January and, for me, that only means one thing: IT'S CATCH-UP MONTH (Not "ketchup", you freak, "CATCH UP")! That is correct, for the entirety of January all I'm going to do is catch up on 2016 movies that I missed and talk about them here. Now, I have talked about a few of these before, but not on The Wall, so just for the sake of making it official I'm going to be covering them here, so you can expect to see me re-review Zootopia, Batman v Superman, The Jungle Book, Ratchet & Clank, and The Witch pretty soon, as well as other movies that I saw but never got a chance to talk about. Also, because it's January, AKA the month of supreme shit, let's talk about one of the shittiest movies of 2016: Norm of the North. Yeah, I've already talked about this movie in detail, so I'll try to keep this one short. This is the first actual 2016 movie that I watched and... man, that is not a movie you want to open up the year with, to put it mildly. So why did Hell freeze over to give us this turd? Let's find out.

This movie is a literal piece of excrement. Norm of the North is simply foul.

In this movie a talking polar bear, voiced by Rob Schnider, goes on a big, wild adventure to the foreign land of New York City in order to stop this corrupt environmentally-unfriendly asshat named Mr. Greene (Geddit?!), voiced by Ken Jeong who wants to build condos on the arctic because… I have no freaking idea WHY he wants to do it! He just wants to do it because “hurr dee durr, dis iz a green movie and zave the envairomen”. He also has to rescue his grandfather whom he thought was dead, but was actually kidnapped by Greene. There’s also this “subplot” about this marketing lady voiced by Heather Graham who is trying to get a recommendation from Greene so that her daughter can go to his own alma mater because all other schools are not intellectually challenging. If this description of the movie sounds like a mess it’s because this movie is a fucking mess.

There is so much wrong with this movie, but the worst thing about it is the plot. As I made clear from this description, this movie has a plot that feels like a bunch of stories that were mashed together in the script just to make the movie meet the standard running time to actually be a movie. I mean, the movie starts talking about Norm and his poor hunting skills and how he’ll become a better hunter, but then it switches to this plot about trying to save the Arctic and keep people from living here, which is also one of the stupidest ways to cram in an environmental message because it makes no sense! Even the movie acknowledges that living in the arctic is a stupid idea! This gets even worse when it turns out that Greene’s plan to make condos in the arctic was doomed to fail anyway just because his popularity was down the tubes, but Norm actually HELPS Greene get more popular in a stunt where Greene attempts to SHOOT NORM IN PUBLIC (and keep in mind that everyone in New York thinks- for whatever reason- that Norm is just a dude in a polar bear costume), WHERE EVERYBODY RECORDS WHAT HE DOES, YET BECAUSE NORM SOMEHOW STOPS HIM GREENE BECOMES MORE POPULAR AND PEOPLE WANT TO BUY HOMES FROM HIM?! Why no, this doesn’t make a lick of goddamn sense, thanks for asking!

To say that the people behind this movie didn’t think the plot through would give them the credit to think that there was a shred of thought put into it in the first place. No, this plot was shat out and stitched together Frankenstein-style just to make this movie meet the standard running length of a movie. This wouldn’t piss me off so much if it wasn’t for the fact that ALL THE PLOTS ARE ABSOLUTELY POINTLESS. The plot involving this mom and her kid? You can cut it out and not miss a thing. Norm’s grandfather? It’s not even brought in until halfway through the movie, and even then it doesn’t feel like it adds anything so you may as well just chuck that out the window. Hell, the plot about Norm trying to save the arctic is only complicated by the fact that Norm actually decided to go to New York to become Greene’s marketing tool to sell the arctic to the population of New York.

In other words, this is a movie whose conflict COULD HAVE BEEN RESOLVED EASILY IF NORM LITERALLY DID NOTHING!

As if that’s the only thing wrong with the movie. Sure the plot sounds insane but it’s held together by the power of incredibly tired clichés. They even have the obligatory subplot of giving Norm a half-assed love interest and they don’t even do this RIGHT- Norm’s love interest is in the movie for less than SEVEN MINUTES, most of which are spent at the very beginning of the movie, and then at the very end where, FOR NO REASON, now she’s the mom to Norm’s children. All this for one character who is a complete buffoon, and someone who we know absolutely nothing about save for her name, and that Norm likes her a lot because he, of course, has to act like a tongue-tied idiot. This movie also holds one of all-time least favorite clichés- the one where the kid wants their parent(s)’ attention by quitting their job simply because they work too hard. That cliché can go dive into a volcano and die of a slow, painful, boiling incineration as it carcass erodes into nothingness for being one of the most godawful clichés to EVER exits, AND THIS MOVIE DOES IT BECAUSE IT WAS MADE BY SATAN HIMSELF!

And this movie also features song and dance numbers because why the hell not? One of the songs featured is “Shut Up and Dance” by the band Walk the Moon. A song about ROMANCE featured in a sequence that has nothing but dancing. So the people who worked on this movie couldn’t even be bothered to have listened to a three minute song to understand its context- who am I kidding? No they couldn’t. It’s only in there so they could have a song to sell on the shitty soundtrack that nobody’s buying.

Oh, and this is just a minor nitpick, but the animation sucks hard. All the characters move like they’re made out of rubber and have no weight to them, almost everyone does the same over-the-top wild gestures that were clearly only done because “kids love crazy shit”, and not because it’s an actual performance by a character or anything. The worst offender of this is Greene himself who is always moving in really annoying ways. The man movies like a noodle, and it’s so not fun to watch. This movie just doesn’t have the budget- and for sure not the talent- to do a wild-energy cartoon because its elements don’t allow them to. Comparing this to something like Storks, that has very fluid animation and knew how to keeps its timing varied up to keep the movie’s energy from becoming stale or irritating. Also, it had a far more appealing art style, unlike in Norm where everyone looks like a cheap chew toy you’d buy for your dog.

This movie is filled with so many problems that I didn’t even get to talk about another infuriating aspect about it- the Lemmings. These guys are by far the most blatant example of ripping off that I’ve seen in quite some time as they are an obvious cash-in on the Minions, except with less personality, the Lemmings only have four different designs total, and they can literally do anything regardless of how little sense it makes. At some point Heather Graham’s character remarks that these Lemmings are both “cute and marketable” without a hint of irony. In some ways I’ve got to give some respect to this movie for having the balls to be this openly blatant about its shittiness and borderline plagiarism, but if the movie wasn’t so infuriating to watch I would be saying this as a reason to see it, but it’s soooo not worth it! It really says a lot that the fact that this movie has a twerking polar bear in it is the LEAST of this movie’s problems.

Sadly, the only positive- and this is a big stretch- that I can say about this movie is that at least the voice actors are trying even though they have absolutely no funny material to work with, and it’s pretty clear that they were given absolutely no direction aside from “Ken Jeong just scream all your lines” or “Schnider just be yourself but with a slightly higher inflection in your voice”. This movie was absolutely miserable to sit through. It’s a big slog, the plot is beyond insulting, the message is completely worthless, the movie is just a big eyesore, and the saddest thing of all is that it’s not even a shocking level of bad to be memorable, aside from the fact that those who (unfortunately) DO see it only discover how awful it truly is.

(1,370 words. Music: Crash Bandicoot: The Wrath of Cortex- Arctic Antics).

I fucking hate this movie. It's easily the second worst animated movie I've seen this decade, one of the worst movies ever, period, and the fact that it was going to be released as a straight-to-DVD but was pushed to go to the big screen just as a glorified advertisement for the DVD really does make my blood boil. But at least nobody in their right mind would ever defend this abomination. It really says something when not even a little kid can get a shred of joy out of watching this.

If not for things like Yoga Hosers and Foodfight!, then this movie would have been an easy 0, but make no mistake, Norm of the North is one of the most wretched animated movies ever made.

Well, that's one movie down... and I've got a bajillion more to go. Joy. I'll see you all next time.

#The Wall #Movie review #Norm of the North #Catch Up January

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raiseveganus · 6 years ago

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How To Navigate Play Dates With A Vegan

Ever thought about having play dates with a vegan?

“It’s ok,” I tell myself, “it’s only been two days.” I pick up my phone and check my texts and Facebook messages one more time just to make sure.

Nothing. I try to put it out of my mind but I keep replaying the date in my head.

I was nice, right? Charming? Funny but not obnoxious.

Was my departure too abrupt? Did I stay too long? Did I talk too much?

My one-year-old son and I had a playdate last week and even though the whole experience was set up for him to make friends and help him develop socially, let’s be honest, that’s kind of what I was going for too. I found that after having my son the extent of my social circle shrank to include me, my husband, and my son. Even though I am lucky enough to consider my husband my best friend, the three of us have spent so much time together that we are starting to interact with each other the same we interact with my son. The other night when I asked my husband what he wanted for dinner he started a game of peek-a-boo with me! Without missing a beat I responded with my surprised face and said “uh oh!” This is a ridiculous, and hilarious way for a married couple to communicate.

Needless to say, I don’t think a few mom-friends would hurt, and if nothing else, it would at least get me back to speaking in full and complete sentences. I figured finding mom friends would be easy. “I have a kid, you have a kid, let’s be best friends!” I was wrong. Since my son is only one, he doesn’t really have a discerning check-list of traits he’s looking for in a playmate. I mean, at this age they don’t really even interact. They just play next to each other. It may or may not even be in the same room. Parallel Play, if you want to get technical.

READ MORE: RAISING HEALTHY VEGAN CHILDREN RELATED: MOM SHAMING ON SOCIAL MEDIA, WHY ON EARTH DO PEOPLE DO IT?

The point is, the purpose of the playdate is for the mom’s (or dad’s) to get to know each other, form a connection, figure out if they have anything in common or at the very least, can they stand each for about an hour a week so their kids can get together and play in the same area with different toys while being mildly aware of each other? If you read that and thought it sounded like dating, you’d be right. It’s just like that. Only worse, because this time around it’s not just for me. I’m putting myself out there, being vulnerable, risking all dignity to get a laugh from some kid I don’t even know by speaking baby talk and I’m doing it all just to be ghosted! (That’s right, I’ve decided I’m cool enough to use that term. I’m trying a lot of new things lately.)

Before I go any further let me classify what I mean by a “successful” play date.

First, for lack of a better term, it is not just a one-day-stand. Meaning, there is a second one.

Second, we make future plans and they are actually followed through with. Not just texting to cancel, reschedule and repeat.

Third, our kids are close enough in age that they generally enjoy the same outings.

READ MORE: VEGAN & ECO-FRIENDLY ON A BUDGET RELATED: 6 OF OUR FAVORITE VEGAN DOG TOYS

After I recovered from being ghosted and several other failed play dates, we actually made some friends! It’s been great so far, but we are trying to play it cool and not seem too eager. We have gone to the park together, some other outdoor places and are planning to meet up next week. The best part is, I’m not the one putting in all the effort, desperately trying to make friends for my little guy so he doesn’t grow up an isolated weirdo! It seems to be mutual, so far. I am still left with a bit of anxiety though. There is still one thing that hasn’t come up. One hurdle we haven’t addressed.

When should I tell her we’re vegan?

Are we at that point in our relationship yet? How serious are we? I have found this to be an extra piece of the puzzle to sort out in setting up playdates. It’s bound to come up at some point because so much of a toddlers life (and the rest of us) revolves around food so it seems to be harder to set up play dates with a vegan. Snacks if they’re upset, snacks in the car, snacks as a distraction, snacks before snacks. Plus, we are teaching them how to share that is age. It’s simple math here, lots of snacks plus sharing. You get it. If I tell them right up front, it comes off as awkward and abrupt. “Hi, I’m Beth and this my daughter Sheila. What’s your name?” “Ahhh, we’re vegans ok! I can’t eat your beef sticks and my son can’t share your string cheese but we love to play outside, chase birds and draw with chalk and we still really want to be your friends!” So, panic. Sheer panic. That’s what happens.

However, I’ve found the longer I wait to tell them the more shocking it seems. You can almost see the betrayal on their faces. The most difficult thing I’ve found is that when it does come up, sometimes it’s taken personally. I’m trying to make friends here, not push them away and alienate them, so you can see how this might be contrary to my end goal. This news tends to put a lot of people on the defensive and I get it. Food is a big deal. It’s comforting, it’s part of your family culture, it’s celebratory and its survival. By saying that I have chosen to eat vegan it’s one more small step to the left to feel like your whole lifestyle has just been insulted. Of course, I’d love for everyone to be an animal advocate but the reality is that’s just not how everyone sees the world. I am sure there are lots of people out there who disagree with me and how I see things, but I’ve found if I don’t lecture people about it and simply eat the way I always do it tends to start a conversation. It creates a way to ask questions and sometimes even changes people’s minds.

For right now, I am a new mom, in a new city trying to make friends for myself and my little guy and trying to set up play dates with a vegan. It’s stressful and I am doing the best I can. Being a vegan in a small Midwestern town has added a bit of challenge to the whole situation but I’ll keep trying. I’ll try mom dating sites (if they exist), I’ll try a speed playdate, I’ll even try out a few pick up lines at the swingset if I have to. In the meantime, here’s hoping our next play dates with a vegan family! I know you’re out there.

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nighttimepixels · 5 years ago

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That process thing you shared for making looping scenes was cool! Tho I wonder how the other skeladies would react to The Human standing on (what looks like) a counter. 🤔 (The picture in the middle. I'm sorry for bothering you if I'm wrong. 😓)

Oh wow thank you so much!

Honestly, all the other ladies would largely be cool with it, just some would probably maintain a closer eye on The Human standing on a counter - they don’t have magic, let alone gravity magic, how foolish, best to offer a steadying hand - oh yes, on the back, right - Crimson be good - Scarlet no stop trying to pick up the Human - Amber oh my stars don’t join them -

They’re a hilarious bunch, basically. So long as the human isn’t wearing dirty shoes up there, they’d probably be fine, if a bit obscene in their usual way ;D

I’ve actually done art of her! Here’s the first art I did of her (old art warning, oof), and here’s one a little bit later of her talking with her girlfriend Coda (lilytale gaster). ;D

… she pretty much looks like a big strong curvy sapphic lady who’s a classy and mildly old-school fashion oriented in taste but casual bartender X)

Oof, that’s intense- and man, I get the vibe of wanting to work with that. I think it’s a fascinating subject, and honestly, I can kind of go into full thesis mode on any number of ways things like this might pan out (frankly, that’s my state on most hc pitches, my brain just… finds ways to run with it >v>;;;)

Overall though, to simplify it, I’ll say for certain that ‘sensing LV’ as well as other ‘stats’ isn’t something you get an immediate knowledge of for monsters - I much prefer thinking of it as a specific action, a skill if you will, that has to actively be employed; but it’s a cultural norm not to unless in an Encounter, or if there’s other strong reason (kind of like invading personal space, I suppose, at least a little).

However… I also think re LV specifically, the ladies from harsher universes could have a sense for it. It’s a survival thing, a little - you just… get the knack for telling when someone’s carrying that sort of weight. So the Fell, Swapfell, and Horrortale sisters would cotton on quick. They’d probably be… not wary, or even rude (stones, glass houses, and all), but definitely aware. In general, though, the ladies aren’t going to treat you as a pariah for having a dark past; it’s one of those things that… well, takes a while to ‘unlock’ for any friendship, you know? In the end, depending on the circumstances, they’d find their own ways to accept that and understand you better (for the sisters that have no LV), and/or empathize pretty deeply and be someone you can really talk to about the burdens of that sort of thing with, once you get close enough to them over time (for the sisters that have LV).

Oooo, that could definitely be a lot of fun to work with, that’s a nice HC ya got there! :D For the sake of Lilytale (and my usual portrayals of the skelebros) there’s no ‘look and know they’re physically hurt thanks to Soul Knowledge’ ability amongst them; even checking a soul is something they can only do With Purpose, not at first glance. It’d be pretty invasive otherwise, for their purposes; not like seeing someone naked, but definitely getting a better look than most would be aware of. They tend not to as a cultural norm unless it’s a fight thing (eg, the Fell & Swapfell bros & sisters are more likely to check sooner than later for protectiveness instinct reasons).

But I do love the idea of monsters sensing intent, which is something I roll with a lot in my own HCs, and sensing people’s hurt could be a pretty easy adjacent skill! I’m really loving the idea of seeing it in a accupuncture-esque sort of thing; especially re magic flow, maybe? given the relation to the Soul -

Overall, that’s a neat heckin’ HC! Seems a bit intimate to be able to see all that, to be certain, which could be it’s own fun playground of possibilities, heheh.

Ahhh honestly, I’m real spotty on Discord, and can be a bit wild in timing on messages in general! I don’t really give out my Discord much unless it’s to mutuals/people I’ve talked with a lot, because I’m still not reliable on there, though I do my best X) But you’re always welcome to shoot me a DM through Tumblr!

Just know that I’m definitely still human, as well as an anxious dork. Sometimes I go a bit afk just for my own sanity/because I get busy, but I always try and return messages eventually!

Also, ah, please keep in mind that I’m 25; for anyone under 18 in particular, I try to keep a more respectful relationship in place. For everyone’s comfort involved, ahaha, but I still do my best to answer questions and keep up as I can! Friendship’s a funny thing; it really just develops naturally, I feel, and sometimes you can get along well with someone but never quite click to deeper friendship. That’s okay too! I think it’s important and great to have a lot of different kinds of friends, whether it’s the few super close types you share everything with, or the lower key friends you occasionally gush about X topic with and have fun in a fandom with. ^^

#night answers #lilytale asks #er mostly #misc asks #thanks all so much for the cool & sweet messages-!! <3 #you are all rad people what the heck #deku-lily #(also a note re... being friends with an online person- pro tip: never just... send a 'hi'?)#(start with some sort of conversation the other person can actually work with like 'oh man i love this thing/take/whatever you did')#(or relatable fandom sharing thing or etc)#(convo 101 basically! ya gotta give something to work with)#(especially online bc sometimes people just... get floods of things they have nothing to work with on like 'hi')#(and it's hard to know who/what you're dealing with and can be a lot of emotional labor or just mild stress XD)

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peakbees-blog · 6 years ago

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Kellie. aka Kel. aka Special K

What up Tumblr fans? My name is Kellie Marr (previously Kellie Harless).

A few things you should know about me before we get started… I’m a Cancer (I don’t know what the hell that means). I am a lover of anything crafts, baking, and funny anything. I have a mildly dirty mind. Ahhh… who are we kidding? It probably more than mild. I am married to the most amazing guy... Idk how he puts up with me. I love watching people. If I could just be a fly on the wall… the secrets I would know.

Let me be the first to cordially welcome you to the PEAK Bees Blog. PEAK standing for Paige, Ellen, Athena, Kellie... if you didn’t catch on. We are four friends who managed to stick together through Middle School drama and High School breakups, and just life in general.

They say that if a friendship last over ten years, it will last forever. I’m happy to say, we have that in each other. I have known Paige (Pai) the longest. We went to Elementary School together. We had similar parents as in the way they wanted to raise us. She was someone I wanted to befriend and we’ve just hit it off ever since. Middle school and High school forced us to have different classes, but we had extra-curricular activities together. Her food name is Granola. Ellen (El) happened to fall into my life next. By no means was I a popular kid, so finding my people was hard. Ellen transferred to Swain County Schools starting in 6th grade. She was and is blond, funny, and nice… SOLD! She was just what I needed. We had many classes together and just bonded over sleepovers and school dances. She once broke up with me for my “ex-boyfriend”. Friendship. HAHA. Yes, High School had some bumps in the road… not against each other… just mistakes we’ve made. I always knew we would still stick together, and now here we are. Her food name is White Chocolate. Athena (Thee) graced us with her presence freshman year of High School. Though I have known her the least amount of time, I feel like she’s been my friend for a lifetime. I remember befriending her our first week in Algebra class. I instantly loved her sense of humor and was so happy I found a new friend… and then she switched to the smart kids class and left me. That didn’t stop us, though. We also shared extra-curricular activities and sat every morning at the front door of the school together talking about every person who walked through the door. Her food name is Brown Sugar.

I know what you’re thinking… we have too many names. 💁

#introduction #sorrynotsorry #friendship #peakbees

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guys-chill · 7 years ago

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My Demons are PTA Moms

Hey so as you know, I love PTA mom jokes and like making names for my friends ect. Well sometimes, when shit hits the fan and there are lots of negative thoughts, so I address each thought as if it were some stuck up lady from the PTA. Here’s my “convo” that happened last night ( I was talking to my friend and basically texted her my thoughts) bc I think it’s funny. If you wanna skip the buildup and go straight to moms, skip the first bit and start where I say YOOT. Theres alot.. yall dont gotta read i know that its alot alot

TW for mentions of rape

Set the scene: My mind is wandering, open to passing thoughts

Me: I wonder why sometimes your brain thinks about nothing. Like, there are so many things to think about, yet I stare at the ceiling thinking about nothing just kind of floating in empty mind space

Me: Now im thinking about [ex bf.] and how i want to work through my [ex bf.] memories with you and [friend’s boyfriend who is also my friend] and how that’s unfair bc its like, yall dont exist to listen to my problems and im thinking i need to face them and get through that wall of pain. Like they’re motly breaking up memories atm. Im trying to avoid them because its hard

Friend: He and I are your friends and part of our job as friends is to listen

Me: :^)

Me: Ye but like no i feel so selfish when we are about me

Friend: But you shouldn’t

Me: You know that meme that’s like “I feel uncomfortable when we are about me”. Mood

Friend: No I don’t

Me: Rip. Yeet bc i wanna face them but i know it’s gonna have me breaking down and I want a hug and like yall aren’t responsible for me or like i j feel bad

Friend: It’s ok dude we’re here for you

Me: But i know i gotta face them but im putting it off rn bc i don’t wanna fall asleep breaking down but why cant i just do it like UGGGH. Like with opening up my feelings door I’ve opened up remembering that i blocked kinda or avoided ahhh lol my mind is riptastic and sad rn but my heart is only mildly and i dont wanna be sadddsdddddd and i avoid my shit. [Her bf] is right that its hard to face your shit. And I feel dumb for not. And its like just let the suffering commense, you’ll be fine later

Friend: I’m sorry

Me: Why am i so FUCKING needy. Lol sorry im like this

Friend: You’re not needy my dude!

Me: My brain is like !OOh idea! Lets want someone to love you and hug you and all this shit to be really extra even though it doesn’t even matter that much bc who gives a fuck yo people have they’re own lives but you know I think it sounds like a GREat way to make things difficult haha fuck u

Me: Lol i said i wasn’t gonna get into this but look at me goooooooooo. YEET

Friend: Oh boy you’re ok

Me: Yo its fine god im im a messsss yoot AAHH YOOT THATS SO FUNNY

Friend (Prolly like oh boyyy at this point): You’re gonna be ok I’m sorry

Me: Wanna hear my inner dialouge lol YOU KNOW WHAT IM GOOD AT MEMES YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT

Me: Ye thank you I appreciate that

Friend: If you want to share

Me: I appreciate you listening to me

Friend: Any time

Me: Why is my mind just like saying rando shit its like Haha you fucking psycho kill yourself, and its like no Pam, that’s not even what were talking about rn. Like who invited you. Yeah I know no one invited me to my own party haha funny jan. Why am I a mess. But HeY at least we’ve gotten distracted

Friend: Oh boy I’m sorry

Me: “Lol im gonna kill you” thanks maureen

Friend: Why all the suicidal thoughts

Me: Im thinking of that vine of this kid awkward dancing to like trap music and his mom walks in and you can hear her mouthing like turn it down wtf. I dont even know I dont even wanna die my mind is so unoriginal. Good to know Jan, youre worthless too

Me: Like im doing that thing where i make everything a joke to not have it hit as hard

Friend: Im sorry. You’ll be ok

Me: TW rape “Lol no he didn’t rape me in the butt you insensitive bitch (me @ Clarissa)” Haha im gonna fucking kill myself. That one was a bit more real. I suppose both but like the kill yourself bit

Friend: Oh boy

Me: I wanna die im a mess. Tw again Youre so ugly why the fuck would he even wanna rape you haha dumb bitch got raped you dummy couldn’t even get him off lol you got him off tho...SHUT UP. lol no Way hunny this is too fun you vulnerable cunt haha fucking ill whip out any insult that has to do with sexually explicit shit come at me slut

Me: Haha im sorry

Friend: Oh boy, don’t be sorry. You’re ok. What he did was on him, it had nothing to do with you it wasn’t your fault

Me: Why they gotta say rape so much like i get it gerryanna; you’re shitty at sales pitching sell me something i dont know. God i love these moods (sarcastically)

Friend: Oh boy

Me: Haha you dumb bitch like they’re not even original. Im calling the superintendent of my mind and having them all taken off the PTA board of trustees. Fuck you Helen. Not you though [Friend] your name susan helen does not apply during breakdowns

Friend: Oh boy. Is there anything i can do

Me: Im just laying here with a pained smile on my face its not even a breakdown its a roast sesh. Nah not atm besides listen and hear the dumb shit they say

Friend: Oh boy, does it help to get it out like would writing help

Me: Yeah. God you cant even type right. Yeah you’re a secretary Jan sorry I dont have a crumbling marrage and an English degree like you. Oooooh im throwing sick burns. Im not even funny im just sad. I hope you’re laughing. Genuinely I hope its a bit funny because im a piece of trash. Ok yo you didn’t need to say that last part margaree.

Friend: Omfg

Me: God hell yeah you can take me out on trash day fucking Mmm yeah you bet id like that feeling of powerlessness and suffocation of my voice please, expand uponthis trash bag fantasy joann. Ill sit on the curb and cry myself to death you right. Fuck you got me lol I guess ill just give up now. Fool im not done yet get PUNKED Pamela. Im still here to shit on your bad insults. I hate myself, yeah i hate you too Mary Sue. Go fuck yourself; I think i might give it a shot from what i’ve heard its best in the shower and i was gonna take one tomorrow...

Friend: Oh boyyyyyy

Me: Lol yall are dumb; When they try to make their voices sound like mine but you can tell the yall is just you and the’re throwing shit at you but you see it. Im great fuck you pam

Friend: Oh gee

Me: This is good, like genuinely its like a throwdown and they’re bloody on the floor (the pta council). Fuck em, yeah fuck you too janice. “I hadta do it to em”- me at my future kid asking why i did this. Yeah i beat up Suzanne but she was a bitch anyway. Ok now stop trying to get all on my side pauleenI know you’re with them. Go with the rest of em. I bought you a luxury cruise well actually yall did bc yall are selfish and feed off sadness go drink some martinis and come back but you bet ill be fucking waiting for you, yeah ik were not done donna, but ill still be there and... “I love you”- I love you too higher sweetie who sounds like [my friend’s spirit guide] no now its my higher self but also [her]? Yeet ok bye yall

Friend: Oh boy

Me: Fuck um, Patricia decided to stay behind and keep me company. Lol im a mess. How are you things have relatively chilled. And now im being told “I love you” from someone i think me a higher power that believes in me

Friend: Eh im alright. How are you

Me: Im better. Did you enjoy that little skit my ego wants to know so it can make a production and Pam can bring her friends back and then my higher self is saying just say you love me and you’re here, “and i love you”- higher bee thank you I love you too. Idek, yes I know i’m a mess pam. I know

Friend: “Higher bee” oh could you imagine if god was just a fluffy bumble bee wanting us to love ourselves. I’m sorry you’re going through this

Me: But im a mess of glitter, spilled but pretty and not going away yeah ok no pretty is not my only worthy reason for existing but thanks. Im also friendly. Awwww thatd be so sweet. Thatd BEE so sweet. She’s beautiful

Friend: Ba dum tss

Me: Its ok i find it mildly funny. “I cant drown my demons, they’re in a pta meeting atm and dont have their pool passes handy”

Friend: Lol

Me: Haha im livingg. I love you. Thank you for listening

Friend: I love you too and any time

Me: “I love you so much” thank you giant sky bee, God thank you giant sky bee godbless. Bless yourself. How are you. Im feeling loved. I faced part of the wall yoot lol

Friend: I’m glad you’re feeling loved I’m ok

Me: Like i faced something, im here and it matters. I love you. Im glad you’re ok. What have you been doing how long was that. 12:46 to 1:20. 35-40 min. Average breakdown cycle. Nice good to know. See, its all chill after 40 min

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And thats that my guys uhh yeah i keep track of how long i break down for and it really is only about 45 minutes until your body wears itself out. I love you all

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