#all I know is I consider myself incredibly lucky to have seen her bc she was really the one I thought I couldn't catch and I loved her

[aceofspades-sml]

How does it feel to have lived my dream of seeing Lindsay as Katherine-

Can I ask for details abt her performance? What was her Katherine like, how was she different from Bronte or Bobbie? :0

Hi ! Sorry this took me so long to answer, I just had two big days and needed to organize my notes about the show

And so, Lindsay Katherine. I wasn't expecting to enjoy her as much as I did but she was truly incredible. She was also very different from both other Katherines (I am mostly familiar with Bronté's Kath so will mostly talk about how Lindsay's is different from her but from what I know about Bobbie I can just tell you they are not the same at all)

Even physically speaking she is established as different from the others, her dress isn't cut the same way and is a very dark blue with white stripes and she has lighter curly hair (I used to have doubts about curly haired Kath but oh my god she was perfect). In my opinion she looks a bit older as well, both physically and in her behaviour.

One of the differences that struck me the most, because I remember it already struck me with Bronté, was that while Bonté's cast is openly extremely sarcastic, always mocking and mimicking other people, especially in act 1, Lindsay Kath was very sarcastic as well but in a really deadpan way, both in her voice and her facial expressions. Her delivery of lines such as "Cheeky boy gets nothing for is trouble" and especially "What was the last strike you organized ?" really showed that, she just looked Jack dead in the eyes and delivered. In the same way, I think she made way less large and expressive gestures than Bronté's Kath, which was mostly obvious in Watch what happens- she moves less and everything is in her voice (said voice is absolutely amazing btw)

Maybe that's due to this but she also seemed extremely serious, though not in a strict way- my friend and I tried for hours to put words on that and failed so bear with me here, she was extremely invested in her job as a reporter while also genuinely caring about the newsies and their strike

All in one this Katherine seemed to express her emotions way less than Bronté's... until act 2. In Pulitzer's office she seemed to be desperately trying to justify herself, and despite not talking her face was clearly begging for Jack to believe her, to know that she never intended for things to go this way or to cause the newsies any harm and she just looked so sad-

And the scene on the rooftop before Something to believe in was absolutely heartbreaking as well because I had gotten used to that serious and deadpan Kath and here she just broke down, she was incredibly emotional and her voice broke at multiple moments when she was talking to Jack. Which was also the case with any other Katherine but it was particularly strking with Lindsay. The song itself was then really sweet and soft because she had let her walls down and her relationship with Michael's Jack was played really well in my opinion, once again really different from that of Bronté or Bobbie but absolutely perfect and very cute regarding her personality ! (I would love to see her with the other Jacks tho because I am really curious what her relationship with them would look like since both George and Matt are very different from Michael never gonna happen now haha *cries*)

To sum it up Lindsay was very different from every Katherine I have seen until now, she decided to show a whole other part of her personality and I honestly really liked it ! Not to mention that Lindsay herself was an absolute angel and was clearly incredibly happy she got to play this part. Good for her honestly because she slayed

[hungerpunch]

full concert review (that's mostly just gushing) under the cut ✨

THE SCENE: a mid-sized club that has a max occupancy of 1,400 ppl and baby it was SOLD OUT, sold out. we rolled up 30 mins before doors and the line was down three city blocks (city "blocks" here are massive). and everyone was dressed UP like eye personally have only seen for a beyoncé or lady gaga show. the fits. the glitter. the enthusiasm. the SERVE. i have seen many artists live, including many big pop artists, that did not gain that level of costumery and fashion from fans.

THE OPENER: so chappell always has a drag queen open for her. for this show, it was chicago legend shea couleé & she was an INCREDIBLE opening act. a PERFECT choice! she got on stage and was like "honey i tried to get tickets to this show and could not get them because y'all bought them up in two seconds. so when they called me to open i said yes just because i want to SEE the SHOW!" 😂

CHAPPELL ROAN: she opened with "femininomenon." her last song before leaving the stage was "my kink is karma." her encore was "california" followed by "pink pony club."

i can only compare it to what i think it must have been like to see lady gaga on the cusp of the fame. like. SO gay. SUCH performance. SO VOCALLY GIFTED. like truly sounds better live than on her records, which doesn't happen often. she was BELLLTTTINNNGG that shit. and her live band was SO good, SO tight. i LOVED the sound of the songs live honestly bc with a live band they're a little heavier, hard-hitting and it brings some guts to those dance tracks. the whole crowd knew every single word to every SINGLE song and was SCREAM-singing along 🌈✨

(also this fellow short person noticed me struggling to see so they invited me up to share their 1 cubic foot of space on a raised step and i got to see everything perfectly then—LOVE!!!!)

she took some time to say some really touching things. she said she was really glad to be able to do that show before she had to do her lollapalooza set. kind of speaking to how like, she's been grinding and hustling for yeeears and just about gave up until like 6 months ago she started going truly viral and getting all this fame really fast. she said it's been so hard to process it all happening so fast. so she was thankful to have the club show first because it was like. Her show where she could See Us All and really interact with us. versus a festival. & of course she talked about how the queer community has given her wings and she loves us all and she's so thankful for us. & she got emotional singing quite a few of her slower songs. i myself got teary-eyed during "california" bc like. she put this album out almost two years ago before all this national attention. and she sings "come get me out of california/no leaves are brown/i miss the seasons in missouri/ my dying town/thought i'd be cool in california/i'd make you proud/to think i almost had it going/but i let you down" and like everyone just SCREEEAMED and she put her face in her hands for a second to cry bc like girl…. u MADE IT!!!!! the narrative of her singing about like almost giving up on her dreams bc it wasn't happening to a room full of ppl knowing all the words… then leading into PINK PONY CLUB? my heart!

i feel extremely lucky. i know she'll go into arenas and amphitheaters next and that was my last chance to see her in that small of a crowd (funny that 1,400 is considered small, but RELATIVELY!) and it was perfect. that's all 😭💖✨

chappell roan time :)

[wannaliveattheholidayinn]

Alright, now that I've been given a few hours to stew and think and cry and have several breakdowns over the cancellation,,, let's talk about how I found this show, my relationship to it, and why I love this show

Anyone who's interacted with me in this fandom, be it over tumblr or in the discord know I started watching because my dance teacher was an extra in the Help! scene (bc I never shut the fuck up about it). But it did start a little earlier.

I had seen a few ads, on NBC and on YouTube. I thought it looked interesting, but I was in sophomore year, having breakdowns just about every other day, the homework was hard, and there were also reports of the virus. At the time it seemed so far away, but I had a feeling it would arrive soon. So it didn't seem like something I could add to my plate. I thought it would simply become another Good Girls to me (aka a show I really wanted to watch, and still kinda do, but I never really got around to it.) So, watching it kind of fell to the back of my mind. And then... that fateful day.

It was a big deal when the teacher would put on the TV in the main studio. It didn't happen often, and when it did, it always had to do with dance in some way. But my teacher was on YouTube and googling Zoey's. We sat down, I even grabbed my glasses so I could see what we were watching. We picked up at the ladies singing "Whatta Man" which the owner of my studio was howling at. I'm lucky enough that two of my teachers have been involved in Smuin Ballet in San Francisco, one still currently in the company (although she just had a baby and... y'know professional dance is hard in the pandemic.) I'm also lucky enough to have met another former Smuin dancer who was also an extra in the Help! scene. So, my teacher pointed himself and the other former Smuin dancer out, funnily enough, they were similarly dressed. So, the scene ended and we went on with our class. I went home and put on the first episode.

And then... well we all know what happened next. The US went into lockdown, and there wasn't much to do.

And yeah, I had school. I went into the two five pm history classes I had, I still had homework,,, but other than those two history classes and the occasion english class there was nothing... dance had stopped, homework, class, and the workload changed. Suddenly, I was left with a lot of free time. So, continued to watch Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist. For a while, it was Killing Eve and Zoey's Playlist, but then that went away, and it was just Zoey.

(also, yes, I'm aware this isn't linear and in chronological order, but give me a break, my memory is already shit and this pandemic just made it worse.)

In April, I wrote my first fanfiction for the show. It was this small, little piece of fluff that showed a future Zimon and their four kids (four kids, Jesus Christ, what was I onnnnnn). It's already outdated bc of my use of Eddie and not Perry but I still hold it very dear to my heart. It was posted on ao3 on Jun 13, 2020, and was my first fanfic on the site. I've posted more since then, but it's still overwhelmingly zep there, and I currently have two ongoing fanfics. My goal is to become that person in the zep fandom who is known for her works where people perceive Zimon's relationship, in a funny but wrong way (and when I say people, I (mostly) mean Tobin.)

I love Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist. It's made me laugh, made me cry, made me sing along with it, and made me actually fully enter a fandom. I've considered myself in fandom long before Zoey's, but Zoey's actually had me interacting with others. It's technically not my first fandom. I'd say that was Mighty Med, all the way back in sixth grade. But it's the first where I've actively interacted with others and even made an acquaintance (Isabella ily 💗).

Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist had moments that made it hard for me to love it the way I do. There have been some bad writing decisions. I personally don't ship cl*arkeman, even though it's clear they are endgame.

But, I still love it. It was a coping mechanism in a hard time, and I love that it helped me. And I know it helped others as well.

I know not everyone is going to understand my comparison to Cloak and Dagger. They are vastly different shows. But the cancellation... that's what gets me the most about both. They were both canceled in a way where the fandom was going to feel like crap. Both were canceled after two seasons when they had more story to tell. It was done quietly, and there was backlash. Different programs eyed them. The difference is we don't know how this one will end yet. Cloak and Dagger was canceled, and I'll never be the same. I'll never truly be over it. And while I know I'm not in the right headspace to process this cancellation, I think I may be able to find a way. It'll be really, really fucking hard. But I'm slowly getting there with Anne with an E, and I think I could with Zoey's. It was an incredible show while it lasted, and if it's its time to go... I'm glad for the time I had with it and will help keep it going along with others in the fandom. All that being said...

Save Zoey's Playlist

Start petitions (ig, idrk how change.org works), keep it trending on Twitter, let NBC know it made a mistake, and let other streaming services know we're interested in seeing the show go on. It deserves a clean resolution that's not a cliffhanger. Just let these characters be happy in the end.

This doesn't have to be another Cloak and Dagger, or Timeless, or whatever show anyone has felt never got a proper chance to tell its story and end in a satisfying way. It can be another Brooklyn Nine-Nine, or Lucifer, or Friday Night Lights (me, side-eyeing NBC for that one). This doesn't have to be the end. And maybe I'm too late to writing this, maybe it's not trending anymore and it won't trend again, and it won't get picked up. But at least we can say we tried.

This was long as fuck to write, and I could've put that time towards... idk homework ig, or writing the fanfiction I just started, or any of my ongoing two. But it felt it necessary to write this. I don't know why, maybe I just needed to get this shit off my chest. If no one in the fandom reads this... eh, I really can't blame you, it's long as all fuck.

If you did, and you got this far, I love you, I love this fandom, I don't regret my time here, and I hope you don't either. It means the world to me that you read this.

I love you all, and I'll shut up now 💖💗💖💗

[isspyaar]

ipkknd top 5 disliked scenes

since i made my favorite scenes (here), i wanted to make my least favorite scenes too. these are moments i wish i could wipe from my memory, either because they really made me either uncomfortable or just felt so out of character.

(sorry i just love talking about this show and this is my excuse)

I. WHEN ARNAV ORDERS FOOD TO THE GUPTA HOUSE WHEN THEY’RE STAYING THERE (sorry idk the episode number)

this scene left such a bad taste in my mouth. i genuinely, for the life of me, do not understand HOW the writers of this show tried to make this a whole cute rabba ve moment??? i felt so disrespected on behalf of buaji and ammi when they opened the door and in came all this food. the show tries to show khushi getting all mushy bc she sees the way arnav made sure to order food for each family member, but all i see is arnav disrespecting the efforts made by his in-laws to make him feel comfortable. it’s really such a shame that buaji and ammi feel so stressed with having the burden of their class difference and arnav ordering food like that just felt very childish.

there were a lot of ways to deal with the situation of not getting nice food. that was not it. i wish they could’ve done something better with this scene.

II. WHEN ARNAV LASHES OUT AT HER AFTER SEEING THE CARD FROM SHYAM (episode 237)

i try to be sympathetic to arnav’s position of feeling betrayed and hurt but the things arnav says in this scene are not only incredibly mean but they completely invalidated khushi as a human being??? he was standing in her house, living in her room, being accommodated by her family and yet he thought it was okay to say the words “ghatiya ghar” to her face out of rage. and then he even tells khushi, “dafa ho jao”... that’s not how you talk to someone when you’re in their hospitality like that, no matter how upset you are.

i know arnav is a character whose set up is to be cruel but to speak like that to his wife (who he did have strong feelings for at some point) doesn’t sit right with me at all. he doesn’t just insult her but her family, who are doing everything to make things okay for him. i wish i could forget this scene, it really left me unhappy.

III. WHEN THEY HAVE THE DRUNK CONVERSATION DURING HOLI (episode 209)

okay this scene... maybe lots of viewers loved this scene, but in my personal preference, this scene is the epitome of cringe. i consider myself someone whose cringe tolerance for tv shows is pretty high, but for the life of me, i can NOT watch this scene.

i’m so sorry if this is a scene you liked. but in my defense... it’s just so ridiculous. it’s so out of character, and yes, i know they’re high or whatever, but for khushi to go from such a strong character the morning of holi to just blurting out cliche overly-romantic dialogue was unbearable to watch. 

not to mention, arnav literally goes from the emotional range of a rock to being so lovesick, it’s just strange. it seems so out of character for both of them, considering the track of the show at this point.

maybe i’m being a little unfair and this scene isn’t thaat bad. but i will still say that if this scene got taken out of the show, i wouldn’t complain.

IV. WHEN THEY HAVE THE TELEPATHIC KIDNAPPING CONVERSATION (episode 278)

maybe the writers wanted to show just how strong the bond between these two characters is, that their pain and longing transcends time and space but... this. this, man, was so much second-hand embarrassment for me. i had so much difficulty watching this scene, and just generally all telepathic scenes from this track.

while i do like the way arnav and khushi are able to communicate well and work together as a team, the telepathic conversations were so absurd and unnecessary??? it was bordering on sci-fi, and made the kidnapping track even more difficult to get through. seriously, they could’ve done without this added scene.

V. WHEN THEY HAVE THEIR FIRST OFFICIAL DATE AT THE RESTAURANT KHUSHI PLANS (sorry idk this episode number either)

khushi is set up from the start to be a bit childish, happy-go-lucky, manic-pixie type of character. but honestly, watching this scene made me feel humiliated on her part. i loved how she made an effort to create this date for arnav (even going to the point of doing things she knew he’d like) and I was enjoying it up until the writers decided to embarrass her in this scene?? they could’ve taken this scene in a direction where arnav just appreciated khushi’s efforts and care for him. 

but nope. instead, they took this scene in a direction of khushi making a fool of herself and arnav being this perfect saint who saves her and just laughs at her silliness. i don’t like how this creates this nuance of khushi’s character not being taken seriously, and only being seen at this cute-silly girl.

it sucked watching this because it felt like a mockery of khushi’s efforts, and it could’ve been such a better date.

[darkestwolfx]

Breakdown - Re-Review #16

Sorry for the couple days of silence! So here is the next part of the series and then I’ll be throwing up some more of my March Prompt Series tonight too. I also just wanted to say a massive thank you for the support to this series! Thank you everyone who reads, reblogs and lets me know what you think! You all keep me going.

But for now let’s stick with this gem of an episode.

So today people, is actually Sunday August 15th 2060 - no, I really want you all to imagine this with me let’s forget about the C-virus for a moment (just a moment because this isn’t me saying anything to do down the situation, rather enjoy your next five minute read and then think about it if you wish to) because we’re obviously still standing in 40 years time or IR would serve no purpose! And we are presuming the brothers have planned a surprise party - oohhh... (did anyone else think it seemed a little mean to start with)! And they’ve even managed to end up with a real rescue (I bet the distraction plan otherwise would have involved Gordon and Alan in some way)! And they’ve even stretched so far as to getting him a cake - from Paris, France! So I want to know how Virgil didn’t manage to find said cake, because they had to have picked that up in advance considering the travel time really and to factor in that they couldn’t have accounted for a rescue popping up with such appropriate timing... okay, birthday party issues out of the way- let’s go on!

If you haven’t already sussed it out, this episode is really all about Virgil. Screensaver materials, right here everyone (just doing my pubic duty for the day by pointing that out).

So we start out with everyone ‘forgetting’ Virgil’s birthday and then a rescue being called in.

And so of course, Virgil responds and heads out there to help.

“Thunderbirds go were other tow trucks can’t.”

“It will be a quick one. You’ll be there and back before lunch.”

“It’s beautiful! It looks like a... huge frosted birthday cake.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

And rescues this guy - hooray!

Who said ‘Breakdown’ 6 times in the opening scene (and it’s said about 17 times during the episode in total - so no wonder it’s the episode title).

“We’ll soon have you toasty as a teacake. Hmm... cake.”

And then he goes home, has a lovely birthday party and some great cake! For anyone who doesn’t know me that well and has yet to realise, I Love cake. My best friend now has her own business and that is great, but at the same time, makes me eat loads of cake!

Anyhow, Virgil had a lovely birthday party, all was well, end of review! See you tomorrow :)

Yeah, not what happened (though what we might have liked to happen), as well all know. A birthday party isn’t a rescue and clearly the writers thought we wouldn’t want to watch that - I would have, thank you very much, but hey - so on we go with the rescue, part 2.

So because Virgil is really good at thinking, he realises there is a tunnel and goes down there! I mean, I think this is another one of these ‘red button’ moments... just because you can see one, doesn’t mean you have to press it. Likewise, just because there’s a tunnel...

But it’s his birthday so I won’t criticise!

“Did someone call a tow truck?”

I think Thunderbird Two is a little more sophisticated than that but that was Virgil’s choice in words.

“Perhaps we should change our name to International Breakdown?”

“International Breakdown, we have a situation. Hmm, doesn’t quite have the same ring to it.”

It was a good call to go down there though because he meets Dr Peck (whose also in red - there’s so many red uniforms in this episode). First time I watched this episode, I was like: ‘You’re an idiot man’.

I still feel a little like that, but I really do understand where he was coming from. It was a pretty valid cause to be undertaking something like this, unlike some we know *cough*Lemaire*cough*Fischler*cough*.

“It’s incredibly inconvenient!”

He sounds a bit like them though, but better cause, still I remind myself.

I still think Virgil’s heavy lifting equipment would have caused the ice to crack further after he nearly fell... but that’s not my are of expertise.

“Thunderbird Five, does the big book of saving people say anything about saving someone who doesn’t actually want to be rescued?”

“Does he seem like he’s lost his mind or acting against his will?”

“He’s weird and rude and kinda frustrating.”

“I’m due a little birthday luck.”

That you were Virgil, and that was such a close call. Any later and Thunderbird Two would have fallen down with the ice.

Rescue count: 22

“He’s on his way back.”

“Hooray!”

And then hours still pass before Virgil comes back.

And Doctor Peck (standing up now despite his injury) kindly rings Virgil which was a really nice touch and ends up being the only person to actually wish him happy birthday, which is both yay and aww and I still don’t know which one I’m leaning towards it being for me.

But do you mind ringing him back Virge and asking if he can;

1. jump 40 years into the future

2. Jump out of a fictional tv show and become real

3. Find us a cure?

Because he owes you right?

I’ve had to resort to my birthday collage from my original review, because 5 years later and it is still impossible to find good photos of these scenes. The balloons just gradually giving up over the course of the episode made me chuckle.

Also - anyone else notice the party hats? This is kinda a small image, but go back and watch it if you want to see properly, although you can sorta see it in the image below;

Basically, Scott’s is blue and red, Gordon’s is yellow, Kayo’s is black, Alan’s is red - matching the colours of their Thunderbirds (or in Scott’s case, the ones he pilots/co-pilots). Grandma’s is purple - matching what she wears, and Brains I didn’t quite get to. I wonder if Virgil’s would have been green and John’s orange...

So... on like a final note, I’d also kinda like to have known what was in the presents....

I mean, let’s face it, it probably couldn’t have been worse than Alan’s 21st birthday present in TOS ‘Attack of the Alligators’.

Yeah... that present was no a success...

See alligators (it’s a pygmy alligator pictured), I don’t mind so much, but crocodiles creep me out. I’ve studied them (because Orinoco crocodiles are critically endangered) and I’ve seen a Black Caiman (just think large, like really large for both - so Orinoco’s are the only crocodiles bigger than BC’s in the neotropics).

As a huge dolphin/whale lover, I was heartbroken to see a dead Amazon River Dolphin (also endangered) from the continued impact of BC crocodile’s teeth, and I stayed with a family out there whose son had a run in with one and was lucky to escape with his arm after being pulled under by one. The scar was horrific! If you want any context, these things have the bite force to shatter a turtle shell so... Anyhow enough that relates to my work - if anyone really does want to hear any more about anything above, just let me know and I will post about it.

[capcarolsdanver]

Training

Request: Bello! New here! Could you do some Carol x Reader where they have a relathionship like Tony and Peter? Bônus If Peter is Reader boyfriend?

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader (with Carol Danvers x reader friendship I guess?)

A/N: Oh my god this is way longer than I aimed for it to be. My bad. I had a whole bunch of trouble writing this fic. I really like the idea of it but it was a lot harder to write than I thought it would be and I’m definitely not super happy with it (probably bc it wasn’t Carol x reader relationship if I’m being real). Hopefully it’s okay, please send me any feedback!!

You don’t remember much about your life before you met the Avengers. The first clear memory you had was from when you woke up in the Avengers facility, jolting awake with a scream. You looked around at the unfamiliar room, panic setting in before a woman quickly entered the room, her eyes full of concern as they took you in.

“Hi. You’re awake,” she said gently, trying to ease your obvious distress as she slowly stepped further into the room. “Do you know who I am?”

You squinted at her, and while she did look familiar, you couldn’t place her face. You shook your head and she offered you a soft smile.

“My name is Carol Danvers. What’s yours?” It took you more than a few seconds, but it finally came to you and you told her your name. “Well, it’s nice to officially meet you, Y/N.”

Carol moved to take a seat next to the bed and your eyes followed her. Though you still felt a sense of uneasiness, Carol’s presence seemed to ease your discomfort slightly.

“Do you remember how you got here?” She asked. You felt panic begin to set in again as you realised that you didn’t. “Hey. It’s okay,” Carol said, gently placing her hand on your arm. “I’ll remind you, okay?”

You nod and let Carol recount how some of the Avengers were helping to deal with an explosion in New York, the result of some wannabe villain failing miserably at his grand plan of taking on the Avengers. Though he got their attention, he was immediately caught and luckily his damage was kept to a minimum.

“Danvers, why don’t you check out that warehouse for anyone inside?” Steve gestured towards a small warehouse that had taken a hit and even though it looked likely abandoned, Carol nodded and made her way inside.

That’s where she found you, curled into a ball behind some boxes near the corner of the warehouse. She approached you carefully, moving to place a hand on your wrist but quickly becoming startled when her hand moved straight through your arm.

“Rogers, I’m gonna need some assistance here.” Carol spoke into the comms and watched you closely to make sure you were breathing, sighing in relief at the slight intake of breath she saw you take.

You looked at Carol with surprise as she spoke.

“Wait. Your hand went through my arm?”

“Yeah. As soon as I realised you had powers I knew we had to bring you back here. Steve helped me figure out a way to-”

“Hang on a second,” you interrupted, bringing your hand up to rest on your forehead. “Powers? I think you’re mistaking me for someone else.” Carol lightly chuckled.

“Trust me, I saw it myself. I’m not mistaking you for anyone else.” At your reaction, she squinted her eyes at you. “You really don’t remember anything, do you?”

“I think I’m lucky to even remember my name, to be honest.” Carol smiled sadly at you.

“You know, I actually know a bit about the whole forgetting your past thing, too.” She said. “It’s rough. But I had people help me to find myself again. And you have people, too.” You looked at her skeptically. “Well, you at least have me,” she shrugged with a smile. You returned her smile before your eyes dropped to you hands and you studied them for a moment.

“I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I mean, I have powers. Like, where did they come from? What powers do I even have?”

“We’ll figure that out, don’t worry.” Carol stood from the chair. “For now, you need rest. Everything else can wait.” She made her way to the door before turning back to you. “Tomorrow we’ll have you moved into your new room and you can hopefully feel a bit at home.”

You thanked Carol as she left, still unsure about your new surroundings but significantly more relaxed.

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You settled in at the Avengers facility quicker than you had expected. Carol had been there for you practically any time you needed someone, just like she said you would, and you couldn’t even express how grateful you were for it.

You had found yourself waking up almost nightly in a cold sweat, most often than not screaming yourself awake, and Carol had immediately rushed to your room and to your side every single time without fail.

“Hey, Y/N. Shh, it’s okay. You’re safe,” she would whisper as you clung to her tightly. She would hold you reassuringly until you’d cried all the tears you had and if you wanted to talk she would stay and listen, but usually you’d just apologise to her and try to go back to sleep.

You had become equally excited and nervous to learn more about your powers and how to use them, and you and Carol spent hours on end in the training room trying to figure out what you could do. You had no memory of ever even having powers, and Carol only had her first encounter with you to go off of, so she’d assumed you could probably manipulate density in some way.

At first you were worried you would accidentally hurt Carol, but then she showed you exactly what she could do with her powers and your worries almost immediately faded. Carol was incredibly strong and you felt honoured that she’d decided to act as a mentor of sorts to you.

It was a few weeks after you had first arrived that you met Peter Parker. He had finally taken Tony up on his offer to stay at the facility so he could properly train and learn the abilities of his upgraded suit inside and out. Carol seemed to be quite fond of Peter and he liked to hang out in the training room while you were in there, frequently shooting you encouraging words as you grew frustrated at your lack of control over your powers.

You had your first breakthrough one day when you and Carol were sparring while Peter took a break from his own training to watch you. You could tell Carol was trying to frustrate you, never letting you land any solid hits and even using her powers a little to throw you off. At one point you lashed out at her, and she easily dodged your attempts and swiped your legs. You were thrown onto the ground and she pinned you down.

“Come on, Y/N. You’re almost there, I can tell.” You tried to push Carol off of you but she pinned your arms to the ground on either side of you, not backing down. You continued to try and push at her and Carol watched your frustration build as she held your attempts at bay. “Don’t just use your physical strength. It’s more than just that.”

You had no idea what she meant, but she clearly wasn’t going to let up any time soon, so you tried to focus on her words rather than putting all you efforts into pushing at her. You saw Carol’s eyes widen slightly as suddenly, you felt her weight on you change dramatically and you were able to easily remove your arms from her grip, pushing her away from you as you stood up.

She fell to the ground before getting to her feet, shaking herself off and stepping towards you again with a smirk on her face. You were still shocked you’d even managed to get Carol off of you, so when she stepped forward to swing at you, you flinched and waited for the punch to land. When Carol fell forward, you looked down to see that her arm had gone straight through you. You moved forward, through Carol, before turning around to look at her in shock.

She wore a proud smirk on her face and you found yourself completely speechless.

“Oh. My. God. That was amazing!” You heard Peter cheer as he came running up to you, engulfing you in a tight hug as he laughed. You returned the hug just as tightly, letting your relieved joy out as you laughed too. You looked at Carol over Peter’s shoulder and she eyed the two of you before shooting you a knowing smile.

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You and Peter began hanging out around the facility outside of training, Carol teasing you mercilessly over it. Every time she caught sight of the two of you, she would snicker to herself before usually sending some kind of remark your way. Her favourite was the classic ‘get a room!’, and you would roll your eyes every time you heard her say it, which just made her laugh harder.

Occasionally, Peter would ask you to train with him and he’d always talk about how you’d get to fight alongside each other with the rest of the Avengers soon. Carol walked in one day, overhearing him talking to you.

“Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves, Peter. Yes, Y/N has learnt how to use some of her powers. But she isn’t anywhere near ready to use them in combat yet.” Peter brought himself back onto the ground from the spot on the wall he’d been climbing in his suit.

“Well, yeah, but with my powers I just jumped straight into using them and it helped me a lot, ya know? Like, I always went out and looked for bad guys to try and take down. So maybe that’s what Y/N needs to do, too.” Carol crossed her arms and you saw Peter physically take a step back from her, his eyes instantly widening.

“Okay, first of all, that was incredibly dangerous of you to do that.” Peter looked to you, then back to Carol, bringing a hand up to scratch the back of his head.

“And second, you’re not considering the kind of powers that Y/N has. We haven’t even seen the extent of what she can do. But what we do know is that her powers could really hurt people, especially if she hasn’t learnt to control them yet. And that’s just the powers that we know of.” Peter nodded at Carol.

“Right, of course Miss Danvers, ma’am. I think I get it now.” Peter stumbled over his own feet and Carol watched him, trying to suppress a smile. “I think I’ll be going now,” he continued as he walked over to you, leaning in towards you slightly before he glanced back at Carol, deciding against his actions and instead heading towards the door. “Um, yeah. Bye.” He quickly waved before disappearing out of the room.

Carol looked to you in amusement, shaking her head.

“Your boyfriend is something else,” she teased and you immediately felt your eyes roll.

“He’s not my boyfriend.. I don’t think.”

“Sure, sure,” Carol chuckled before giving you a more serious look. “Well. Whatever he is to you. I get that he’s excited about your powers, but it’s important that you take the time to master them before we use them anywhere else. You know that, right?”

“Don’t worry, Carol. I know how big a responsibility it is to have powers. I’m not gonna let Peter talk me into going on a rouge mission to find some bad guys.” Carol looked at you for a moment, nodding and letting a smirk appear on her face.

“Good. You ready to train?” You nodded and followed Carol’s lead, eager to learn how to better control your abilities.

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Carol would still help you deal with some of your most difficult nights, but Peter had also become someone you knew you could rely on. Your night terrors had slowly lessened and you wouldn’t wake up screaming in the middle of the night as much, but it definitely helped knowing you had two people who were there for you no matter what time.

If you were having a particularly bad night, you would tend to call on Carol a little more, as she was a little more patient than Peter and would give you the time you needed to deal with whatever was going through your head before asking if you wanted to talk.

Peter was great at helping you too, especially on the nights where you just needed someone to hold you, and he usually immediately calmed you down when he’d wrap his arms around you, kissing the top of your head and whispering supportive words in your ear.

It was late one night when Peter had come to your room for other reasons, and you walked Peter out to the hallway before he headed back to his own room. He smiled at you and leaned in, kissing you softly before you both heard the sound of someone clearing their throat a little further down the hallway.

Carol stood near her door looking at you and Peter with raised eyebrows. Before you could even say a word, Peter quickly panicked and made some excuse to go, leaving you and Carol standing in the hallway alone. She looked down the direction of the hallway Peter had rushed off to and looked back at you.

“Is everything okay? Did you have a night terror?” She asked, her concerned eyes on you.

“Oh. Um. No?” You sheepishly replied, watching the concern immediately leave Carol’s face. She let out a sigh.

“You know, you really shouldn’t have anyone in your room at this time of night.” You furrowed your brow slightly in confusion.

“You can’t say that when I saw Valkyrie heading to your room, like, two hours ago.” Carol was silent, momentarily lost for words.

“That’s different,” she finally settled on.

“What? How is that any different?” You scoffed at her.

“It just is,” she said. “You and Peter are both still so young.”

“Come on, Carol that’s not a valid excuse. We’re both old enough to consent.” Carol stepped closer to you, ready to say something else, but you spoke before she could. “No, I’m done with this conversation right now. Good night.” You walked back into your room, shutting and locking your door before shaking your head in anger.

The next day, you and Peter had decided to escape from the Avengers facility for a while. Peter had apologised profusely for Carol catching you last night but you had insisted that neither of you were at fault. You walked together down the streets of New York City, Peter pointing out some of his favourite places.

“This building right here,” he said, pointing to a tall building on the street corner. “I used to sit on this balcony all the time and look out for any danger. You know, so I could practise using my suit and my powers and stuff.” You nodded along before your ringing phone caught your attention.

“It’s Carol,” you said to Peter, rolling your eyes slightly before answering. “Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N. I went to your room to speak to you, but you’re not there. I, uh.” You heard Carol scoff at herself before she took a deep breath. “Listen, I’m not so good at the whole apologising thing, but I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for last night. It turns out it’s all fun and games telling you and Peter to get a room until you actually do.” You chuckled and let her continue, you and Peter coming to a stop.

“I guess I just feel a kind of responsibility for you, you know? And I know it’s weird but I think I just went straight into asshole parent mode before remembering that I’m not at all your parent.” Peter was watching you while you listened to Carol, offering a hopeful smile and a questioning thumbs up. You nodded at him and he let out a sigh of relief.

“Yeah, I get it.” You said to Carol. “It’s okay, your apology is accepted.” Peter smiled at you before his face changed to one of alert, looking at the raised hairs on his arms. He quickly pulled you down the nearest alleyway he could find and looked out onto the street as you heard a loud crashing sound.

“Thank you,” Carol said, the relief in her voice evident. “Hey, where are you by the way?” The sound of a car screeching and speeding down the street became louder as it got closer to you.

“Uhh, Carol. I’m sorry but I really have to go,” you said as a car sped passed you and Peter and you heard a gun fire from further down the street. You noticed a man from inside the car lean out the window holding a machine gun.

“Wait, what’s happeni-“ you heard Carol start before you hung up your phone.

“Woah!” Peter exclaimed as he quickly opened his backpack and attached his web shooter to his wrist, grabbing his Spider-Man suit and practically jumping into it in a matter of seconds. “Stay here,” he told you before flinging himself up into the air with his web towards a streetlight.

You watched as Peter shot a web towards the car, pulling the gun away from the man before any shots could be fired. The man yelled something to the driver of the car as it screeched to a stop. Peter began moving towards the other man on the street who had opened fire earlier.

You watched the man in the car as he flung the door open, marching to the trunk of the car and pulling out an even bigger weapon than the one he had before, this one looking like some kind of grenade launcher. You gulped as he turned it towards Peter.

“Peter!” You yelled, desperate to get his attention. He had his back turned and was preoccupied, and you knew he wouldn’t be able to hear you. You nervously faced the man holding the weapon, holding your hands up in his direction and squinting your eyes in focus.

Just as he pressed the trigger, you quickly tried to use your powers to increase the pressure of the air against the man, something you’d only just started practising with Carol, to throw him from his position. It worked and he was thrown backwards, but you looked on in horror as the weapon still fired. Your powers had thrown the blast off course, now heading up instead of straight towards Peter, but it was still headed straight for the building behind Peter.

Not knowing what to do, you braced yourself for the impact, before a sudden burst of light appeared and flew up towards the explosive, redirecting it and aiming it straight upwards, away from harm as it detonated. An explosion echoed through the air as the blast went off.

The burst of light that had appeared earlier came towards you, before it took on the shape of Carol in her Captain Marvel suit. She landed right in front of you, and Peter flew over with one of his webs.

“Woah! Captain Marvel, that was so awesome!” He yelled in disbelief.

“Are you kidding?” Carol practically spat out, glaring at Peter. He backed off from her, looking taken aback as she stomped towards you both. “This is awesome to you? You think this is how you be a hero? By going out and looking for trouble?” Peter remained quiet.

“Carol-“ You tried.

“No, don’t,” she interrupted. She quickly turned and shot a photon blast at the man from the car as he tried to get up and run. “Just let me finish this. I’ll see you back at the facility.” She blasted herself away from you and you and Peter looked at each other before leaving.

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You told Peter you’d deal with Carol alone. You knew he blamed himself for Carol’s anger, even though he’d actually tried to keep you out of danger.

You sat in your room waiting, and sure enough it didn’t take too long before Carol came storming in.

“What the hell were you thinking?” She started. “Did you see all the people there? Someone could have died, Y/N. Didn’t we just talk about this?”

“Hey, don’t try to blame this on us. They already had those guns before we even got there.”

“That’s not the point.” Carol ran a frustrated hand through her hair. “You’re not ready and Peter is just pushing for you to use your powers before you even know how.”

“What is the point then, Carol?” You retorted back, standing up. “Seriously, what is the point in having these powers and seeing something  bad happen but choosing to do nothing? And Peter has done nothing wrong. He has been nothing but supportive.” Carol sighed and took a second to recollect herself.

“I get it, okay? I know the sense of justice. But today you used your powers when you hadn’t properly learnt how to yet, and it almost went so wrong. If Peter hadn’t been pushing you-“

“Carol, he didn’t push me to use my powers. He tried to protect me, okay? I chose to use my powers. It was my fault, not his.” Carol blinked at you.

“He didn’t tell you to use your powers?”

“No. Do you know how much he respects you? So much. He would never purposefully go against anything you tell him or me to do.” Carol remained quiet. “I made a mistake, okay. I knew I wasn’t ready but I panicked and I’m just lucky you got there when you did.” You felt tears sting at your eyes but managed to blink them back before they could roll down your cheeks. “I’m sorry. I promise I won’t do anything like that again until I’m ready."

Carol nodded and pulled you into a hug. “We’ll work on it, okay? You’ll get there soon.” You nodded against her shoulder and she pulled back to look at you. “So, Peter really respects me that much, huh?” You chuckled.

“He accidentally called you ‘Aunty Carol’ the other day.” Carol burst into laughter, throwing her head back.

“Oh my god.” She attempted to wipe tears from her eyes as she continued laughing. “I cannot wait to make fun of him for that.”

[flowerrpetaled]

( olivia holt, demi female, she/they, fire emblem: awakening ) * &. i know it must be scary for you, olivia after surviving the takeover. to turn into someone like orion “ori” monroe, a twenty-five year old clerk at amy’s, right here in castle town. just remember that you are as artistic as you are self-conscious, and to be wary, be safe, be true to who you are : neutral through and through. ( hylia )

                yes i gave myself awakening rights again bc this is,,, best girl,,, i love olivia sm n im so excited 2 write here bt like owain - all of u be warned bc i haven’t played awakening in a long long time so i’m bound 2 be rusty with her !! / tws : death , kidnapping ( ment ) , anxiety

BEFORE THE SNAP . /  O L I V I A

so OKAY. prior to the events of the game , Olivia was a dancer that traveled around the continent of Ylisse with a theatre troupe -  unfortunately , bc of her popularity , a plot to kidnap her into her career had been set into place , and the west khan of ferox basilio prevented it. this would start off their friendship , which would eventually lead to olivia’s involvement in the plegia-ylisse war. 

her involvement was firstly to rescue chrom’s army post emmeryn’s death , to where she escorted them back to ferox via a carriage convoy. and then afterwards , before facing off against gangrel , she joined chrom’s army as a dancer to invigorate and inspire troops ( aka , if you’re not familiar with the dancer class in fe , olivia’s ur only dancer in awakening and she can basically make ppl move twice one turn )

BTTTT YEAH that’s rly about it ?? my olivia’s not married 2 anyone in particular - kinda just leaving that open ( only flat no is chrom bc chrobin rights ) bt she has her son inigo n she loves him dearly !!

but okay so like ,,,, character-wise , olivia is graceful & considered a perfomance genius. she dances divinely & her singing is gorgeous - however , she possesses extreme stage-fight & anxiety as well as incredibly low self-esteem. she’s very sweet & kind & a lovely person , but she’s also ,,,, honestly this poor girl thinks so lowly of herself n modern-day olivia would probably be behind so many self-deprecating memes

poor baby is startled v easily by surprises and/or strangers - a lot of her supports help her find ways 2 cope with this in one way or another and some of them are ,,,, incredibly sweet ?? like. one of my personal faves is her support w/ stahl where he respects her comfort zone & communicates her with notes bc he knows olivia gets incredibly anxious around confrontation. virion also volunteers to teach olivia a dance from across a room i believe for these same reasons just to respect her comfort zone n it’s INCREDIBLY sweet

one thing For Sure is that her confidence raises as she performs - but almost immediately after , the adrenaline fades n olivia goes back to her shell - n that’s okay. i honestlyyyyy really love olivia sm bc like , i deal w/ a LOT of what she deals with n it was rly cool to see a character like me bc i uh. yeah im an anxious fucker.

i also always feel the need to explain myself n am incredibly shy n need assurance even if my actions were entirely valid.

bt yeah i’m so excited 2 write her n give ini his momma !! she’s my babie,,,, il uv her,,,,

AFTER THE SNAP . /  O R I O N  M O N R O E

SO ORI. ori is an interesting story in itself bc again in some ways it’s a lot of what i dealt with bt also,, you’ll see.

so i’m 90% sure she’s like. the third character i have born to famous parents bt ori was a case where she was the fourth child of a dancer mother, an actor father, and her siblings were performers + producers + directors and ori was expected to fill the same shoes.

however, she didn’t excel like they did - she didn’t excel and was always seen as the “odd one out” and the “disappointment” even tho she was just as talented as the rest of them. she just... didn’t get lucky in her career like they did, and her parents, instead of helping her or pushing her to keep trying, kind of just... used her as their token disappointment bc ig “every family has one” and all that bullshit.

so she was the one who led a more quiet life and for that reason couldn’t take the constant weight her family put on her to succeed when they already accepted she couldn’t. so that’s when ori moved out to castle town, just bc it was quiet and nice and off the map.

and also nobody... connected the dots. nobody saw her as the odd one out that didn’t fit into a family of celebrities. ori was just ori and while ori wanted to pursue her own things, she was made to feel comfortable in her own skin again.

still as shy as ever and definitely quiet & anxious, she’s an aspiring dancer but doesn’t really want to go onstage again just yet. she survived , so yes she remembers, but she’s more comfortable right now dancing in an empty room by herself than in front of other people. bt she’s defo choreographed like a hundred dances just by herself buuut she’s still gotten the “i’m not meant for that stuff” thing stuck in her head when she watches the dancers at ct centre of theatre & dance and she’s scared to audition for those reasons.

she currently works at the makeup counter at amy’s !! bt also on bad days she sometimes works in the stockroom instead w/ permission n it makes her feel better.

so she’s still,,, babie. n she wants to find inigo more than anything even tho she’s honestly scared he won’t remember her when she does : (

ANYWAYS I LOVE HEERRR IM GONNA HOPEFULLY START THINGS ON HER SOOOOOOOOOOn

[smallcowplant]

I was tagged by @viiavi! <33

Rules: Post 57 facts about yourself and tag at least ten people. When posting include the tag “57 facts” in order for people to find out more about you and perhaps find a kindred spirit to talk to.

I used to pretend that I was Stevie Nicks when I was a kid. I’d take my mom’s scarves and necklaces and twirl around like a maniac mouthing the words to Timespace.

I didn’t leave the island I grew up on for twenty years (not even for vacations or trips). When I left, I didn’t have any intention of ever going back. 

My brother and I are seven years apart and he is my closest friend. Coincidentally, we are both libras (my mom used to joke that we balance the family out).

Drinking coffee is a huge part of my creative process. 

I’m right handed and definitely right-brained.

I tend to form better relationships with people who are older than me. As a adult, all of my irl friendships/relationships have been with people who are slightly-to-significantly older than me. 

I get lost in daydreams often. 

I’m 5′ 6′‘.

I can’t drive and never wanted to learn. It’s a legitimate problem.

I’m slowly learning to cook and I really enjoy it.

I hate the taste of alcohol. If I drink, it has to be something sugary + frozen or wine-----otherwise I’ll probably vomit.

My lucky numbers are 4 and 6. I don’t really know why? I just associate those numbers with good things. 

Proud Hufflepuff. 

My little brother and I were once being stupid at home (I was probably around 10 or 11) and thought it would be hilarious to “pretend to call 911″. My dumbass accidentally did (and hung up quickly after that). Two cops showed up. They asked a couple questions and left after a few minutes of sussing us out. Not even five minutes after they left, my mom pulled into the parking lot. Close call. 

I’m a romantic and thrive on affection and love.

I’m the kind of person who will spend an hour on my makeup and virtually none on my hair. 

My first fictional crush was on Shaggy from Scooby Doo. Both animated and in the live-action movies, lmao.

I thought that I was a cat person until I adopted my dog! Now, I definitely consider myself a dog person (who still loves cats).

My circulation is shit. I get cold super easily.

I love rainy weather and storms. 

My favorite food is spaghetti.

I’m a very sentimental person and put a lot of value on gifts/cards/personal objects.

Christmas and Halloween are my two favorite holidays! With an emphasis on Christmas, lol.

I had a truly amazing experience when I took shrooms. Not trying to endorse drug use, but psychedelics are fascinating. 

I love movies so much. Film-making and cinematography are such incredible things to me. I would love to be part of that creative process.

If I could have lunch with one famous person, I would definitely choose Lana del Rey. She’s been such a massive inspiration for my writing and personal aesthetic....I would love to meet her and have a conversation.

Tied to that last fact, LDR has been the only artist I’ve seen live! I went back in February and I’m still not over it!

I haven’t had any close IRL friends in years. I only vibe with certain types of people and am very picky when it comes to who I let in.

I used to write fanfiction. Big yikes.

My middle name is Ray.

I love pretty clothes but I hate wearing them because I feel like I’m going to ruin them.

I really love the vibe of airports. Not flying, getting through check-in, the stress around it, or any of that, though! Just the feeling of walking to your terminal, of the air conditioning, the smell of black coffee in the air......it just really ticks something for me?

Aliens are real and so is magic.

I desperately want to meet and hang out with an alpaca.

I’ve never been to a wedding.

I almost drowned in the ocean and it was the single most terrifying thing that has ever happened to me. 

I saw Wicked in NYC at the Gershwin Theater and it was magical.

I love the idea of getting a tattoo but I also can’t commit to any tattoo concept, so I’m not sure if I’ll ever get one. 

However, if I was to get a tattoo, I think I’d get a portrait of my dog and a sleeve featuring different cryptids!

My least favorite foods are oranges and purple grapes (yes, I think there’s a distinction between purple and green grapes, and YES, I prefer green grapes).

I want to have a duck once I own a house.

^^This is because I used to be an Aquatics Specialist at a pet store and I had one client come in often to buy crickets. She’d bring her pet duck (I think his name was Percy) in and I’d give him little scratches and head pats. I LOVED HIM. He’d wiggle his lil butt when he’d see me and...……..wow, what a guy.

I think my handwriting is horrendous but other people seem to like it.

I’m very observant and detail oriented. 

In elementary school, I used to be a JPO (Junior Police Officer), which is basically a mini-traffic director. 

This is the only social media platform I have. You won’t find me on Facebook/Instagram/Twitter....they kind of squick me out.

I got my CPR + First Aid certification twice----only to never use it for a job. It has long since expired. RIP.

I have a large oval brown birthmark on my upper leg.

I love red lipstick but I haven’t found my perfect shade yet.

I’ve never broken any of my bones. I am sincerely surprised, tbh.

My favorite color is pastel pink.

I wish there were more opportunities to wear costumes/fancy clothes because I love looking Extra Af.

I used to collect Pullip dolls and BPAL perfumes. 

When I’m sick, I will marathon Twilight Zone episodes until I fall asleep.

I can be extremely stubborn and set in my ways. 

I turn 22 next week Wednesday. 

I’m 110% positive that my dog is my soulmate.

Not tagging anyone bc this is pretty intense and I don’t want anyone to murder me lmao!! 

[sansfilter]

i literally love everything about your blog. i'm not just saying that because we're friends, i mean it with my whole heart. i'm so glad we became close because you're amazing, and everything you touch is pure gold. every character i've seen you write, you've managed to capture their voice, it's incredible. robin specifically i am in awe, you've captured all her little quirks, and your dialogue is always on point. even in our regency threads, which i imagine is probably a hard adjustment, she still sounds so perfectly robin while still feeling right in the era? all your graphics are stunning, your whole blog is aesthetic is just chefs kiss. i love your writing so much, you're so so so so talented

ANONYMOUSLY OR NOT, TELL ME SOMETHING YOU LIKE ABOUT MY MUSE/BLOG

HELP I DIDN’T MEANT TO UPLOAD THIS BUT I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING!

okay, but seriously!! this is the sweetest message i’ve ever received and it means the world to me.  you have no idea.  i was so nervous to make robin bc i know there are already so many and i feel like everybody has found their robin, but i lov her sm and i lov u sm!!  i consider myself so lucky to know and write with u.  ilysm <333

[all-the-love-harold]

Paris in October - Part 3

Part 1 I Part 2 

You were sat next to Harry on a private jet that was taking you to London and you couldn’t believe that just two weeks ago you were sitting on your couch in your tiny apartment in Sydney considering cancelling your trip to Paris all together because you were afraid you’d get lonely by yourself.

After the show the other night you had gone back to your hotel room completely buzzing from what had just happened.  You found it hard to believe that not only had Harry asked you to go to his show in Paris, but he had now asked you to go back to London with him.  He had a show in Germany on Friday which gave you time to pack all your stuff up before he came back to Paris to meet you.

It was only a short flight, but it gave you more of a chance to get to know Harry, which you were grateful for considering you were going to be spending the next week or two with him in a place you’d never been before. You were excited to see the UK, you’d always want to spend more time there, but you could never bring yourself to miss Paris in October and you never had enough time or money to do both. But here you were, on a private jet, with an incredibly handsome, down to earth guy that wanted to show you around his home country.

“So, this ex of yours sounds like a dick” Harry said in attempt to get to know you a little better

“Yeah, we were together for like 9 years, and when I got a job in the city and had to move away it got too much he dumped me”

“*whistles* wow 9 years”

“Yep, I was 14 when it started, I always saw myself marrying him” you admitted “apparently not”

“You’re better off without him, a job in the city is way more interesting than a home town boyfriend”

“You’re not wrong there, I don’t particularly like Sydney, but I’m so glad I moved out of my hometown, I love my job”

“What do you do?”

“I’m a play therapist, I use play to help sick kids understand what they’re going through”

“Now that just sounds like the best job ever”

“Not as great as yours” you said gesturing around the plane

“I’m very lucky to get to do all this” he nodded

“You sure are” you smiled “I should let my friend know that I’m going to London with you, She’ll freak” you said, searching through you bag for your phone. Once you found it Harry took out of your hand

“Let’s send her a photo of the both of us” he said, opening the camera app and leaning in close to you to take a selfie. You took the phone back, looking at the photo

“I look like shit, but you look good, and that’s all she’ll be looking at anyway”

“Are you kidding Y/N, you look incredible”

You giggled, enjoying the compliments, while it had only been a month since you and Mike had broken up, it had been a long time since you had felt beautiful around a guy, and Harry definitely made you feel beautiful.  

On our way to London!!!

WHAT THE FUCK Y/N!!!

THAT’S HARRY FUCKING STYLES

WHY ARE YOU GOING TO LONDON??????????

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED THE OTHER NIGHT?!!!

DID YOU FUCK HIM? BC THAT’S ONE HELL OF A REBOUND

Hahaha no! I didn’t sleep with him! I was backstage at his show and I met his band and we drank champagne that was probably worth more than my entire life, and I said I didn’t really have anything planned for the rest of my trip, so he asked me to come back to London with him

And now we’re here, on a private jet, about to land in London

What did I tell you about getting onto private jets with strangers?!!?!

If I’m to quote 17 year old you correctly “life’s too short to pretend you don’t like Harry Styles” and I’m on a private jet with Harry Styles, so I’m taking your advice

Omg you didn’t tell him I used to say that did you?!?!?!

Maybe

I hate you

You don’t

I don’t you’re right, but please be careful, I know he’s pretty and famous and you’ve been listening to me talk about him for years, but you’ve just met the guy and if you end up dead in a foreign country I’ll have to kill you

There was a car waiting for you and Harry outside the airport once you’d made it through security. The car took you back to his place and you spent the majority of the journey looking out the window, admiring the city.

“I can’t believe you’ve been coming to Paris for the last five years and the most you’ve seen of London is Heathrow airport”

“It’s a great airport”

He laughed as the car pulled up outside his house, thanking the driver and helping you out of the car, making sure to grab both yours and his luggage out of the boot.

“I can carry my stuff Harry”

“Now I wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I let you carry your own bags, would I” He said punching the code into the security gate, struggling to hold all the bags “My keys are in my pocket, you mind grabbing them out?”

“Sure” You giggled, reaching into his left pocket, getting dangerously close to his crotch but getting hold of the keys quickly “Which one is it?”

“The big one” he motioned towards the biggest one that on the key chain, and you grabbed it and unlocked the door and walked in “don’t go too far, the alarm will go off” and you stopped dead in your tracks not wanting to set it off. He put the bags down and punched the code into the alarm turning it off

“Go free” He chuckled, and you walked ahead, looking around, feeling very out of place in such an incredible house. Your apartment was nice, but nothing like this. He watched as you looked around, a little in awe of how beautiful you were when you were so unaware of it.

He took you upstairs and showed you were you would be staying for the next few days, he had offered to pay for you to stay in a hotel if you didn’t feel comfortable staying with him, but you’d spent enough time by yourself recently and thought it would be nice to stay in a real house for a few days and he was more than happy to have you. The room was beautiful, with a king-sized bed and a window overlooking London, you were glad to be here, and excited to see what Harry had planned for you over the next few days.

That afternoon, after you’d both had a chance to rest a little, Harry decided to take you out for a walk in the park that was down the road from his house. He’d always loved it there, in the summer it was so green and luscious, the trees that lined the path provided much needed shade from the sun and it was always filled with people, out enjoying the warm weather, usually with their pets, and if it was possible, the park was even more beautiful at this time of the year, filled with orange leaves and almost bare trees. Harry took your hand as you walked down the path, the park was almost empty, expect for a few people walking their dogs.

“It’s a squirrel!” you stopped walking and let go of Harry’s hand so that you could point to the squirrel. He chuckled at how excited you were and watched as you moved closer to the edge of the path.

“Never seen a squirrel before love?”

“Shhhh, you’ll scare it away”

Harry laughed at you some more “They’re used to people love, he’s not going to run away, unless you get too close”

“Look at his little paws Harry, look how cute he is”

“Honestly love, have you not seen one before?”

“We don’t have them in Australia, oh my god, look at the way he runs, look at him go, I love him”

The squirrel ran back up the tree and you put your phone away while Harry grabbed your hand again, leading you off the path towards the pond that sat opposite the deserted playground. You stayed there for a while watching the ducks and chatting about Harry’s tour, before he noticed that you were starting to get cold. The sun was setting, and the wind had picked up a little and what had started out as a lovely afternoon stroll, was beginning to turn miserable as it got colder.

“Should we head back?” he asked, pressing a kiss to your hand “Your hands are freezing”

“They’re always cold, but I wouldn’t mind heading back now”

“I make a mean hot chocolate, if we stop by the corner shop on the way past, I’ll grab everything, and we’ll warm up with those before we have dinner”

“I’ll never say no to chocolate”

The store looked like it was getting ready to close when you walked in, but Harry quickly grabbed the milk, cocoa powder and a bar of chocolate, knowing exactly where everything would be and took them to the counter to pay.

“Harry!” The shop assist said, “Long time no see, where have you been?!”

“On tour” He flashed that dimpled smile at the old man “Got a show in London tomorrow night, you coming?”

“Me?” the man laughed “Sorry H, not really my cup of tea”

“You don’t know what you’re missing” you chimed in, winking at Harry, hoping that he would notice

“New Friend H?” he winked at Harry

“This is Y/N, I met her in Paris, but she’s never been to England before, so I thought I’d show her around”

“I’m George” he said reaching his arm out to introduce himself, you shook his hand “H has been coming here since he moved to London, he’s my most valued customer, disappears a lot though”

“I bet” you laughed as harry took his wallet out of his pocket

“8 pound 50” Harry handed over a 20-pound note

“Keep the change, that’ll make up for my absence” he took the bag off the counter and you grabbed your hand “Cya George”

“It was nice to meet you” you said as you walked away. The walk back to Harry’s wasn’t long but it had gotten much colder outside, so you were glad to see house appear when you turned the corner. Once you got inside, Harry took your coat off for you and hung it up on the hook near the door, and doing the same with his own and making his way to the kitchen and filling a pot with the milk he had just bought. You sat down on one of the stools that sat under the island bench and watched as he chopped the chocolate up.

“This better be good Styles, I’ve got high hopes”

“Maybe lower your expectations a little, it’s good, but not that good”

“Chocolate’s chocolate” you admitted “Where can I find the mugs?”

“Top left” he said adding the chocolate to the milk and stirring until it melted, while you took two mugs out of the cabinet and placed them on the bench beside the stove. He turned the stove off and poured the milk into the mugs, topping it off with some marshmallows and cocoa powder.

“All yours” he said, handing you a mug “Let’s go sit in the living room, I’ll put the heater on”

You followed him into the living room and sat down on the couch, and he sat down right next you, after turning the heater on.

“You’re right, you do make a mean hot chocolate”

He smiled, taking a sip “I told you”

“So I’ve told you about my ex, it’s your turn to tell me about yours, and don’t try and pretend you’ve only got a few, Suze has given me the rundown ”

He looked at you for a second, contemplating what he could say next, not wanting to make himself look bad “How much do you know?”

“Taylor Swift, Kendell Jenner, and a few others, you don’t have to tell me everything, just give me something, so that I don’t feel like I’ve over shared”

He nodded, staying quiet for a minute “Taylor was a long time ago, so was Kendell really, it’s been a long time since I’ve dated anyone”

You nodded, edging a little closer to him “Have you ever been in love?”

“I don’t think so, have you?” he asked without really thinking “Sorry, that’s a stupid question, you were in a 9 year relationship”

“I don’t know if that was love or convenience though, it was easier to stay together than it was to break up, until I moved”

He put his mug down on the coffee table and put his arm around you “It must be hard to move on from something like that, even if you weren’t in love with him, he was a big part of your life”  

You leant your head on his chest, this was the first time in weeks that you’d let yourself think about it properly and you were glad that Harry was here to comfort you. You turned you head and looked up at him “Thank you, for being so understanding” you said, “I’ve known you for less than a week but you’ve made being on the other side of the world a little easier”

He leant down, brushing his lips against yours “It’s been my pleasure love” he pulled back a little, so that he could look into your eyes and placed his hand in your jaw touching it softly “You deserve more than what he gave you.” His eyes lingered on your lips for a second and then he kissed you tenderly, cupping your face with both his hands and slowly pulling back to pepper little kisses along your jaw before returning to your lips and kissing you deeply.

The rest of the evening was spent stealing kisses from one another while you watched movies that you’d both seen before. You both called it an early night and went to bed by 10, knowing tomorrow would be a busy today.

***  

The next day was spent exploring London with Harry. He made sure to avoid all the tourist spots, instead taking you to all his favourite places, most of them private enough for him to stay hidden from prying eyes, but still out and about in the city. You were quickly falling in love with this city, and Harry was quickly falling in love with you. He was completely in awe of you, he appreciated the normalcy of your life but saw a side of you that was far from dull. Your light hearted, and relaxed personality was a nice change from the intensity of women he had previously dated, and your shared sense of humour meant that spending time together was a lot of fun.

That afternoon, before he had to head to the venue for the first of the two London shows, you found yourselves sitting on a bench at Primrose Hill, overlooking London sipping on two warm cups of tea, enjoying a moment of peace before things got crazy tonight.

“I want you to meet my Mum tonight” he said as he took a sip from his mug

“It’s a little early isn’t it?” you weren’t expecting Harry to introduce you to his family yet, ever really. You were really enjoying what the two of you had, and as much as you liked him, you couldn’t see it lasting much longer than your trip “I only met you four days ago”

“I really like you Y/N, I told you last night that I haven’t dated in a long time, but I can see us being together, I want this to work, I want it to be more than a Holiday fling”

“I live in Australia Harry, it’s a 23-hour flight”

“That’s why I want you to meet my mum tonight, I’ll make it work with us, I’ll be there in a couple of weeks anyway with the tour and if things are still working between us, I’ll make sure I come visit whenever I have time off, and I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to introduce you to her again”

“This is all moving very fast H” you said finishing off your tea

“I know love, but that’s kinda how things are with me, if things don’t move fast then they don’t move at all”

“I do really like you Harry, please don’t think I don’t, but I hardly know you”

“You’ll get to know me, just give it a chance”

“It’s a lot of pressure meeting you Mum”

“It’ll just be a quick introduction tonight, and if you come to Manchester with me in a few days, you can talk again”

“I can deal with that” you said resting your head on his shoulder “and of course I’m coming to Manchester with you, I’ve got nothing else to do”

He laughed, planting a gentle kiss on your head. Hearing Harry tell you that he wanted this to be more than a holiday fling had you excited, you liked him a lot, but everything that’s happened since you met him had been so surreal but, you couldn’t imagine a world where you dating Harry Styles would actually work. You were, however, going to give it chance, because you liked him a lot than you expected you would. In the last four days you had felt more special than you had in the nine years you had been with Mike. You were falling for Harry and as fast as it was going, you didn’t want it to stop.

And that’s part 3! I hope you’re all enjoying it so far, it’s looking like there’s going to be two more parts, and if there’s anything you’d like to see happen, please let me know 

Master List 

[justasparkwritings]

Codename Cupid Chapter 18

Previous: Cricket & Bunny

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x OFC

Genre: Secret AgentAU, Government AgentAU

Rating: PG15

Word Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: Our resident P.I. finds who she's been looking for, and gets an unwelcome surprise. 

(two shorter chapters today!) 

Harboring Hoseok

Present Day

           I found Jung Hoseok.

           Let me back track that statement – After months of digging, harassing my sister for more help, using all my contacts in various bureaus, lying to Euna that I’d made progress when I hadn’t, I finally have found Jung Hoseok, Hoseok Jung.

           I know, you’re wondering, how? What finally cracked the case? How did I, the person incapable of finding Min Yoongi, lucky enough to stumble into Park Jimin, find Jung Hoseok?

           You’ll be shocked, you’ll be amazed, you’ll be dumbfounded that I stumbled into him in the most millennial way possible, because I found him on, don’t hold your breath:

           Instagram.

           That’s right, I stumbled upon Jung Hoseok on fucking Mark Zuckerberg owned, Instagram. It was a coincidence, a twist of fate, that I was even in the vicinity of him, because we do not live in the vicinity of each other. I wasn’t sure he was even alive; I wasn’t sure if he had moved continents or countries. But, in the ether, he resides.

           Sometime after Jungkook told me he loves me, and after I created permanent scarring on his back from my too long fingernails (they’ve since been cut multiple times), I went to my favorite Barre3 studio. I’m not going to lie, I go regularly. I’m addicted. Yes, it can be cult-ish, but have you ever worked out so thoroughly your ass hurts when you stand? Or listened to a teacher relay the message that you are strong, that your body is powerful, that you can accomplish any challenge? If not, and I know this is propaganda, but like take a class. I can give you a discount.

           The point is, somewhere between sumo squats and parallel bridge lifts, I noticed this woman, stunning, who seems to come to class every day before or after she hits the gym with her trainer. The. Stamina. Can you believe? On a Wednesday, I accidentally bumped into her, spilling some of my water down her Sweaty Betty matching set. I apologized profusely, and she laughed it off, saying it cooled her down. She noticed my earrings, liked them, and ever since then we’ve been texting. We’ve even gone so far as to get coffee, which prompted me to do my favorite activity, troll her Instagram. Some people say Instagram is going the way of Facebook, which it easily could be, but it’s so damn fun that I pray every day the trend continues in its favor.

           A public figure, Genevieve Yang is the height of couture. She is at every fashion week, Milan, Paris, New York, and donates nearly as much as Kwan and Seo, combined. Leaving the spotlight to work on a smaller sect of her organization, focusing on women’s reproductive rights, specifically women in poverty, she’s rarely photographed or seen outside of said events. Instead, she works 8-5, exercises regularly and rumor has it, is vegan. She’s the eldest of three, and her siblings are a pediatric cardiologist and a Rhodes Scholar. Within the universe of the Lee’s, she’s looked down upon for being biracial, her father, a first generation Nigerian-American, fell in love with her mother, a first generation Korean American from Busan, during their study abroad stint in Italy. I’ve been dying to find a connection to the Lee’s, and here, in all her melanin glory, is Genevieve.

           In scrolling through her Instagram, I came across a photo series from a few weeks ago. To my surprise, standing with his arm around Genevieve’s shoulder, stands a man with dimples so deep and rays of sun beaming through the photo and barreling past my phone screen.

           Jung Hoseok.

           And who should be next to him?

           Lee Kwan-Min.  

           They’re in an ornate ballroom, gold ceilings and ball gowns, masquerade masks held in their manicured fingers. They’ve been drinking and dancing, as is evident in their, what Jungkook would call Asian Glow, and in the caption.

           Drink every night bc we’re drinking to our accomplishments

           A paraphrase from a Drake song, it seems to ring true as I scan through the other photos of the evening. It must’ve been Lee Enterprises semi-annual gala, masquerade theme taking turns with Gatsby or in the era of Bridgerton, Regency London. Their summer event, Polos & Picnics, is as you guessed it, a Lacoste and Perignon soaked day drinking celebration of everyone’s summer tans and Hampton houses. It’s anyone’s guess which event raises more money, or costs more to put on. Jun-Seo and Kwan-Min throw a few other smaller events, brunches and casino nights, all earnings going to their philanthropy. The galas are the hottest ticket in North America, and I am still stunned that Hoseok had made it into the embrace of Kwan-Min.

           Think Crazy Rich Asians meets the Met Ball. It’s all anyone ever wants to attend, and damn if I’m not jealous every year.

           Hoseok is tagged in the photo series, and by clicking on his name, I can see our mutual friend, and nothing more. The age-old question every millennial has to ask themselves is this, is that enough to send a follow request? I don’t know if it is, but what’s the worst that can happen? He blocks me? Alright, that gives me information that I can use. Sure following him would be the best case, but he could leave it pending for weeks.

           I send the request and text my newest friend, Genevieve Yang, who immediately calls me.

           “Oh Y/N, what do I owe the pleasure?” Genevieve asks.

           “I just thought we could chat, I was looking at your Instagram and-

           “Oh my god! Do the pics from the Masquerade look good? I can’t tell if people love them, or just tolerate them, you know?” She sips loudly on what I assume is some green smoothie, her favorite non H2O beverage.

           “Sure, absolutely, I totally know,” I lie.

           “Don’t lie to me,” Genevieve scolds.

           “They’re beautiful, but I didn’t recognize who was in that first one with you,” I bait.

           “Come off it, you absolutely know,” She laughs but I swear I can hear her rolling her eyes.

           “The woman looked familiar, but I don’t know from what,” I tell her, curiosity in my voice. “I have no clue who that man is.”

           If she could see me, she’d laugh. A barely eaten sandwich, cold coffee in a travel mug I got when I was 20, and dark circles under my eyes from my inability to sleep the last few nights. The paranoia of the last letter has seeped into my subconscious, and I can’t bring myself to sleep unless Jungkook is nearby, of which, he isn’t. Gone on a business trip for the last three nights, gone for five more. How incredibly rude of him, but there isn’t much I can do when his boss could possibly be 007 incarnate. Or Danny Trejo.

           “She’s one of the heirs to Lee Enterprises,” She tells me.

           “The Lee Enterprises?”

           “Oh so you do know?”

           “I’ve heard of them, how could you not? Their parties are exclusive, and that’s putting it generously,” I respond sipping on my own beverage. Two can play ASMR phone games, Genevieve.

           “Oh, the most exclusive, top of the line guests, one year, Beyonce performed, and the next, Adele,” She regales me, tempting me to go off topic.  

           “Are you dating that guy? He’s gorgeous,” I inquire.

           “Hoseok? No, no, not for me. I think he was going to ask Kwan out,” Genevieve says.

           “Really? A new boyfriend?”

           Scoffing loudly, “Just because she isn’t like her siblings doesn’t mean she doesn’t date.”

           “None of them have a particularly stellar track record,” I remind her.

           “Does anyone?” She breathes.

           “I suppose not,”

           “Mm, anyway, Hoseok is eying Kwan, I’m single and you’re still with that guy, who?”

           “Jungkook,”

           “Mm, I think Hoseok might know him,” She says.

           “What?” I ask.

           The thing with being a P.I. is accepting the reality that nothing is a coincidence. There are no happy accidents, nothing is considered fate. I’ve been so, blinded, by my personal connection with Jungkook to see the larger picture. What if he is part of this? Could he be conspiring with these other men? Does he know them, like they seem to be implying? How fucking blind have I been?

           “Yeah, he said something to me later, about knowing a Jungkook and wondering if they were the same. He said that it’s not a common name in Korea, so why would it be here?” Genevieve’s soft voice pulls me back from my panic attack.

           “Yeah, say, does Hoseok know a Namjoon?” I ask.

           “I don’t know, do you want me to ask?” Genevieve sets her drink down, the sound clinking through my phone.

           “Uh, no, no, that’s okay,” My hands hastily move against my keyboard, searching Hoseok’s followers for Namjoon.

           But I don’t find him.

           Instead, my blood runs cold at who I find.

Next: Codename Miss Cuttlefish, If Ya Nasty

[riskeith]

aside from that, ur graphics must look incredible! i’ve seen some comparison pics and pc graphics are God Tier. help the second lowest being “high”... good riddance. 😶

summer 2016! it seems so long ago like a whole different universe. everything was so beautiful back then.. everybody was out and about hunting pokémon’s... that zine is so cute! i wouldn’t say main i actually only got into them a little while ago and i’m still mostly tddk and kiribaku but bkdk is interesting.. to say the least. i haven’t seen what happens in the manga (only a bit of spoilers especially that cover...) and s4 didn’t give us That many scenes with them but i’m keeping my eyes open... wbu?

IDK like their descriptions make it seem like they might help you find some specific treasures??? like the gold seelie giving you fortune aka mora? not sure tho hehe... YEAH THAT FANART!!! so cute i wanna eat them all.. forbidden snack. 🥺 omg funny you mention that... i met xiao just earlier for the first time and when i saw his entire outfit i was like.. hm i wonder what he would look like in darker clothing HAHA. but yeah skins would be awesome!!!! like a clothing shop or smth somewhere????? anyway when i saw him i was like HEY that’s cluna’s boy!

ALBEDO IS A BAD BITCH. his hair is perfect perfect perfect. actually everything about him is so perfect he’s just a delicate little guy... 🥺 dude us talking about albedo and opening up the game and seeing his banner is like... 👀 temptation.

with venti??? i’m not sure which quest you mean i did the archon one with him though and it was awesome. does he have more? I DID LOOK IT UP AND MURASE IS MAKING HIS VOICE EVEN HIGHER AND IT’S SO CUTE I WISH I KNEW IT BEFOREHAND SO I COULD’VE HEARD HIS VOICE WHILE DOING THE MISSION. 😭 oh well 😭

hopefully there are some good 4 stars too. who are you wishing for? anyone special? imagine having xingqiu and chongyun.... that’s like the dream. and bennett and razor and you have the boy scout party haha!! do you have mostly claymore users?

i remember you mentioning you don’t like book users but i’ve actually really grown to love them hehe. their long range attacks are so nice and handy! KAZE DA! 😭 bro stop i literally have a crush on venti it’s ridiculous.. imagine closing ur eyes and talking and it’s his voice.... (OR HINATA!!!) murase is so lucky... he seems like such a great guy too ajsksjdk..

ok friends to lovers goodness! 🥺 i’m considering getting twitter just to see fanart... maybe.. o.o

ooooo that’s so thorough! in all caps caught my attention, why do you do that? personally, if it’s something longer i write bulletpoints of the concept but never like... actual plot yk? i’ve tried before but i doesn’t work for me very well. so.. i wing it! and like you i just get inspired randomly, it could be from song lyrics or thinking about tropes i enjoy. 😜

loona is cool! they have this whole story about their group. i highly recommend checking them out! i wonder if they kept it up though lmao. oh yeah everyone loves hozier he just speaks to the soul.. LOVELY IS MY FAVORITE SONG!!!!! LIKE EASILY TOP SONGS OF MY LIFE!!! it makes me so happy that you like it even if you skip it lmaojsjdjsjsjdk and i like billie a lot!! ariana too she has great music.., idk if you’ve heard of the group the neighborhood but i like them too. lana del rey as well! haha guess it’s super basic stuff tbh. all of them with mostly slow songs.. sorry 😭

OK GOOD. all nighters are honestly horrible. i don’t get how people can pull them off and get things done... (hopefully you never have to either!) YEAH haha 8 am is my favorite hour i think... that and 9 pm. they’re just special. what’s your favorite time of day? listen if you stay up to read fics that’s valid. midnight up is like the perfect time to read fics it makes them appear more magical sjdkdhdk.

i hope i caught you today but if not, hope you’re sleeping well babe! ♥️

sorry i was playing genshin! JFKSNXKSNKSJ i started before 12am and before i knew it it was already 1am… my goodness

and yeah i watched this vid comparing the graphic quality settings (i play on the default one) and i was like??? people really be playing like this? LOL can’t relate

edit: missed this paragraph oops but yeah what a time 2016 was! (lmao voltron started that year iirc) i remember we had an athletics event and legit everyone was on their phones jfksnfksnd. oooo! nice tddk and krbk are very good very nice. and also yeah that cover lol i love that you didn’t even have to specify which one i just Know. hmm i think rn bkdk would be one of the top ships i’m interested in aside from todobaku? they just have so much history ya know? and they have a lot of moments in the second movie! oh wait did you know that there are movies? two of them in fact!! the kiribaku is pretty strong in the first one (but there are some todobaku moments too lol). and there are a few OVAs too. WAIT are you all caught up with the anime? can’t rmemeber if you’ve told me or not 😫

oooo if that were the case tho what would the others give? i did like the “sea blue” description or something of the blue one tho 😩 YOU WANNA EAT THEM FJDJCJSKNCSKJCKSNXJS NO!!! but i can understand.. they look very squishy. THAT’S MY BOY!!!!!! honoured you thought of me <33 yo i was also wondering what chongyun would look like in darker clothes too HDKSKDN see this is why i need to learn how to draw.… gotta put them in the clothes i want since we can’t do that in game!! but a shop would be so cute omg

JFKSKSKAKS i’ve legit been staying away from opening the wish menu as much as i can.… it’s too tempting i can’t!!

yeah the archon one is what i meant sorry! forgot the name for it lol. and yes there is! once you reach AR 35 or something you can unlock story quests and venti is one of them 👀👀 RIPPPP BUT AT LEAST YOU KNOW NOW 😭😭

i think just xingqiu rn!! i’ve been holding off ascending barbara in hopes of getting him, bc i grinded some oceanid (literally the worst fucking boss ever) before i ascended so i’m just hoarding those materials rn fjskdnd. yesss the boy scouts 😭🥺 but i heard chongyun and razor’s elemental skills cancel each other out so rip.. hmm i did a count and i think i have 3 each of claymore and catalyst users! hbu?

omg nooooo betrayal 😭 tho ngl i’m considering using ningguang bc i see people play her so well.. so i’m just carrying her around in my team hoping to passively level her up HAHAHA. i def appreciate their long range attacks too, lisa’s burst especially is quite nice. CHJDKSKD that’s so cute but also very relatable 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺 also did you know murase is like tall af it’s kinda crazy lol

there’s /so/ much good fanart!!! it’s where i’m getting a taste of all the ships too lol but yeah there’s angst and fluff and just charas looking s*xy they’ve got it all 😩 but that also reminds me, like most other big fandoms genshin fandom is kinda fkn shit 😔 once again i’m thankful to myself for keeping such a small circle lmaooooo

honestly i don’t know either?? i think it helps me distinguish between what i’m actually writing vs what i’m planning like if i do something like “JUMPS OFF PLATFORM, LANDS IN FRONT. so, are you going to introduce me or do i have to do it myself ETC THEN THEY TALK SUDDENLY there’s the sound of a windchime, and VILLAINS HERE GOTTA FIGHT” it’ll look something like that jdjsndkskd where the lowercase is exact dialogue I wanna write in but the caps is just planning

but winging it ey that’s hot of you 🤪 god do you ever just like thinking about potential ideas before falling asleep but then your phone is far away/you don’t wanna hurt your eyes looking at a screen but then you’re also afraid you’ll forget the idea DJKSXKSK

:o! i think i stayed away bc of the whole “stan loona” thing DHSKKS but i might give them another shot! therefore i am is one of my go to songs rn hehe i really like the beats she uses they’re so funky. i don’t really like ariana sorry FJDJKSKS but she does have a lot of bangers!! side to side… 😘👌 and i do know the neighbourhood! sweater weather is so iconic but lately i’ve been skipping that too aahah. but have you heard daddy issues slowed? oh my god. that singlehandedly started my obsession with slowed songs (ironic isn’t it when you consider i don’t listen to normal slow songs fjsjdj) i like summertime sadness from lana! and young and beautiful too (the radio songs AHAH) but yeah.. they’re slow fjdkksks. how do you feel about halsey + melanie martinez + bastille? (i’m always paranoid about listing artists bc so many get cancelled or what other and i feel like randos are gonna come for me too JDKSKSKA.) oh and troye sivan!! and pentatonix if you’ve heard of them? i was obsessed with those two back in 2015 ahaha

omg crazy.. how!! hm my favourite hour is maybe 12pm? or 2pm? just some time in the afternoon i like when it’s still light outside but it’s also like “after school” time kinda .. and yesss reading fic at late hours… gets me crying more easily 🤪

i don’t think i’ll catch your next reply so goodnight in advance!! hope your day is great <3

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LMAO bitch me too why are we like this  ’ ‘  special thanks to all the 10 year olds out there for making all those music lyric videos on youtube  ’ ‘  i am so gentle and kind hearted... and stupid  ’ ‘  there she goes again being over dramatic and by she i mean me  ’ ‘  just letting everyone who’s ever told me a secret know that its safe with me (and my mom)  ’ ‘  me n my eyebrows…………we been thru a lot  ’ ‘  i wanna jump off a building and not die just relieve stress by slamming onto the sidewalk and then get up and go get a slurpee or something  ’ ‘  all I want is vintage lingerie and good skin  ’ ‘  nsfw: nobody’s safe from wonderwall  ’ ‘  do you ever wish you could unmeet someone…. like,, we had fun times,, but it’s time for me to wipe my memory Sorry Bud  ’ ‘  date a boy who reads. or better yet date a 37 year old recent divorcee with a highly diversified stock portfolio who’s looking to feel young again and can treat you to what you deserve  ’ ‘  if you knew me in 7th grade i’m sorry  ’ ‘  *cha cha’s real smooth away from academic responsibilities*  ’ ‘  anyone else feel like they’re inherently worth less than everyone else  ’ ‘  be open with your love and loud with your laughter. life is so much brighter when lived genuinely.  ’ ‘  i really wish i could get a refund for all the love i’ve wasted on people like! repay my emotional labour your bill is in the mail  ’ ‘  i’m such a tease. i’ll tell you how bad I want to fuck you and then probably fall asleep.  ’ ‘  i’m crying my best  ’ ‘  i want to be known as someone who’s full of love and radiates light  ’ ‘  i’m in philosophy and were talking about how you can doubt everything’s existence except for your own consciousness and the guy that sits in front of me just turns around tears streaming down his face and goes “i am on so many drugs”  ’ ‘  how fucked up would it be if an astronaut was coming back to earth and everybody hid for a bit  ’ ‘  some kid just skateboarded down my street crying  ’ ‘  do you ever get in an “i don’t know” phase in your life. where you literally don’t have a solid answer to anything. you. just. don’t. know.  ’ ‘  which of the three pillars of modern music is your favourite, burnin’ up by the jonas brothers, beautiful soul by jesse mccartney or lucky by britney spears  ’ ‘  i guess at this point i should just consider dating myself  ’ ‘  there is no doubt in my mind i’m really that bitch  ’ ‘  after you hit 21, you start forgetting your age cause ain’t nothing else to look forward to, besides sweet death.  ’ ‘  why am i not currently in the italian countryside with a fruit plate wearing a light linen dress? unacceptable  ’ ‘  hands are weird because one of them can do absolutely everything without a problem and the other one can’t even hold a spoon  ’ ‘  remember to drink a fucking shit ton of water every miserable day of ur life  ’ ‘  is he………you know…….*makes football throwing motion*….straight?  ’ ‘  mATH, deATH -- wake up america  ’ ‘  does anyone else have a resting bitch face™, but kinda enjoys looking intimidating  ’ ‘  time flies when u take a 2hr depression nap in the middle of the day  ’ ‘  roses are red, i’m going to bed  ’ ‘  u know when ur hairs greasy and it makes u feel so so so bad about urself. and ur entire life. everything is awful bc my hair is greasy  ’ ‘  i’m just so glad the word “ugh” was invented  ’ ‘  just another day of loving with all my heart and believing in the universe  ’ ‘  you know when dogs sit outside with their face turned towards the sun and their eyes closed and they look so relaxed and when you pet them they’re warm? that’s how I want to feel always  ’ ‘  come into bed and listen to the rain with me  ’ ‘  people are so petty and then here i am, me, an angel,   ’ ‘  can someone please be proud of me like fuck i’m trying  ’ ‘  concept: a really nice Italian restaurant but it’s spelled “spagooter” on the menu and the waiters won’t take your order unless you pronounce it like that  ’ ‘  just found out neanderthal passed on the dna for depression and now we know why they stayed in caves and painted horses all fuckin day   ’ ‘  i want kids but i’m scared they’ll blame me if they’re ugly  ’ ‘  does anyone have any tips for not thinking about it  ’ ‘  “what’s a queen without her king?” well, historically, better  ’ ‘  i want something that doesn’t taste like alcohol but has a lot of alcohol in it  ’ ‘  my kink is getting some fuckin sleep  ’ ‘  i’m alive out of spite  ’ ‘  not to vent but: fuck  ’ ‘  i think i accidentally break my own heart a lot  ’ ‘  can’t wait to be balls deep in love  ’ ‘  why are there so many days?? i feel like we just had a whole day yesterday… they don’t stop  ’ ‘  i walked in on my 4 year old nephew sitting alone on his bed eating grapes in the dark and i didn’t even get a chance to say anything before he said “i don’t have answers”  ’ ‘  *adjusts my tinfoil hat* y’all are crazy  ’ ‘  do raccoons have people hands or do we have raccoon hands?  ’ ‘  mark your territory by crying on things  ’ ‘  any size titty is lit  ’ ‘  love lemon trees! i too am bitter but growing  ’ ‘  my only constant is the black hair tie around my wrist. no mans gonna be there for me like this hair tie has. no ones presence is gonna be as reassuring  ’ ‘  me???? tired???? sleepy??? yes constantly  ’ ‘  the box says “four servings” but my heart says one  ’ ‘  the lengths i would go to to both get attention and avoid it….astounding  ’ ‘  i hope everybody is doing their best even tho we’re all doomed  ’ ‘  young adult things: washing your colors with your whites because you don’t care you JUST don’t fucking care  ’ ‘  I just want to help out all the people with no money but i am people with no money  ’ ‘  bricks are just domesticated rocks  ’ ‘  being nice is so easy just do it  ’ ‘  lets start wearing cloaks and swords again. its time  ’ ‘  classes are like a high level dora the explorer episode. person up front asks a question, stares at you blankly for a few seconds, and then answers their own question.  ’ ‘  the average orgasm is 7 seconds. keeping a feral hog in your basement lasts for 5-16 years depending on your ability to care for it. the decision should be clear  ’ ‘  will i ever have my shit together  ’ ‘  i live in a time where a major selling point for food is that it uses “real” ingredients.  ’ ‘  “what the fuck” is an emotion now and its the only one i have  ’ ‘  it’s not a real party until you sneak away to the bathroom to question your existence as you stare at yourself in the mirror haha  ’ ‘  every hard day you make it through makes you one day closer to stranger things season 2  ’ ‘  assert your dominance by calling your friends by their student i.d. number  ’ ‘  i feel like each year has progressively gotten worse since the year of luigi ended  ’ ‘  um that’s u’re* not ur  ’ ‘  i wanna be a villain so I can just saunter everywhere. the heroes are always sprinting, always running. you ever seen darth vader run? hell no. and I ain’t about to either.  ’ ‘  i have nothing to say but will i shut up? No  ’ ‘  i cannot believe another week is like beginning we just finished one  ’

[decoding1432]

If you want to unstan...

I’ve seen many of you losing interest or more like beginning to change your stanning experience. When I first began to read things about the industry & stuff, I sort of got this discourage as well. It hurt me to know that my idols’ lives weren’t as real as I had in mind. But now, more woke than I could ever imagine, I realise… After all they’ve gone through, I admire them even more & how lucky, how truly lucky I got when these five ladies entered into my life.

They’re not robots. Yes, they’ve gone through things we would consider extremist & unrealistic but let me tell you something: We fell in love with 5 beautiful humans who grant us access to a little piece of their hearts in every interview, in every performance, in every snap story.

Just because their lives happen to be quite frenetic at times or happen to be quite hard to understand for us fans, doesn’t mean they feel any less, that they are any less normal. Well, in this latter, maybe I’m wrong… You know what? Forgot what I just said, they’re not normal, they’re exceptional.

“Not all heroes wear capes” As cliché as it may sound, it’s nothing else but the truth. The five of them have saved more lives than we could picture. They’ve helped so many souls out there (including mine) to heal whatever wounds we had, wounds crying out desperately for attention. To mend whatever broken piece we had inside, that kept on thickening the cut. They’ve been there every step of that unsteady path. Even if it’s them doing the dumbest video, while watching it you can’t fight that grin. You can’t even try, cause you know damn well won’t resist to those five goofy smiles . Camila was right, some people don’t understand one of the many meanings behind idolisation.

We fell for five girls. We learned how to stand up thanks to five girls. They gave “heroe” a new synonym & “love” a new meaning. We got interested due to #that one song. We started becoming attached thanks to their voices. We chose to stay because of their personas. It’s the small things that make us cherish them even more day by day: The way they appreciate fans, the way they are grateful to the people they work with, they way their humble reactions get when finding out they’ve been nominated (even tho we know sometimes they deserve more than just one) the way they get so excited after after having won an award, the way they behave all goofy on snapchat, they way they would randomly get all turn on about food in the middle of an interview, the way they jam out to aleatory songs in the car, the way their friendship is shown on & off stage the way they care & are passionate about fixing the world’s problems… I could continue cause the more you think of this side of them, the more extensive the list gets. The point is: ALL OF THAT IS REAL. They are five beautiful humans who despite the business’ injustice & constant treachery always make sure to put a smile on our face even when they’re not having the best day themselves & reminding us how important & how much we’ve impacted their lives in one way or another just like they ignite the same effect in us.

How many of you want to deny the fact that they can turn the shittiest day into the brightest?

They connect people from all over the world & manage to bring it together for one purpose.

“I’m ⅕ of our purpose” Normani expressed. Guess what? Camila is still part of that purpose despise of having parted ways earlier. She’s still in pursuit of making the impossible possible. No matter the amount of pics or gifs they crop her out from, OT4s can’t erase her from the group’s history & Camilizers by discrediting & bashing the other four every time they’ve got the chance, won’t be able to delete the memories (memories that by the way mean a lot to your idol).

YOU DON’T NEED TO BELITTLE ONE TO PROTECT THE OTHER. It doesn’t make you a better fan. When I see anyone commenting things like: Why hasn’t (x) tweeted in days? Or why doesn’t (x) log in that often? Seriously, why do you think all of them have reduced their activity on Twitter, esp the past year? It’s no secret that they don’t enjoy SM like they used to. It’s all hate, all comparisons, all the time. Among other aspects:

Imagine, LAND had to endured reading on a daily basis for one year long a thousand “go solo” mentions, & they had to pretend like everything was fine & they weren’t breaking on the inside.

Imagine, I bet Camila was hoping for the hateful tweets to stop when she left, unfortunately these incremented even when she gave ot4s what they were expecting for so long.

As for C stans, they are constantly claiming that LAND couldn’t care less about watching Camila slip away. Does this looks like they didn’t care, like they were happy to see her walk away?

Them five have created an universe where each one of us is given the chance to coexist. However whatever happens inside THEIR WORLD IS THEIR OWN PROBLEM.

If they screw up, it’s doesn’t mean don’t call them out, do call them out but measurably, it’s not about attacking right aways. The girls aren’t perfect, they make mistakes obviously, like the rest of us. Quoting from another theory:

“As the audience, I’ve noticed we tend to expect a lot from celebrities. All celebrities in general. One fail & the internet won’t let them forget (even after they apologised). We have to remember that THEY’RE HUMANS TOO. An aspect that most haters choose to erase from them is the fact that THEY FEEL. Being in the public eye is hard enough. Our jobs as the audience is not to turn this even tougher for them. More than one celeb has addressed how they can have everything on the outside but at the same time feeling empty & destroyed on the inside.

To me the best kind of celebrity is the one who is nothing but grateful towards the fans & the one who takes the time to continuously learn to educate them. The girls might have screwed up in the past, & bc they ain’t robots they will continue to, but if I’m well aware of stg is that they have proven multiple times to be this type of celeb”.

If they fight or fought, it’s their altercation & none of us has the right to pry into it, worse speculate based on our prejudices only to enlarge the problem ten times more.

Even when we have evidence right in front of us…

0:56 “We respect one another enough”.

“I have love & respect for all four of my bandmates whether you choose to believe it or not… For those of you who enjoy speculating & creating drama that doesn’t exist, please keep in mind that myself & the other girls in the group are PEOPLE, we feel hurt & sadness just like everyone else.”

For real, can she be more clear?

I mean the immediate “NO” when the interviewer asks her if there was actually conflict between her & C around that time, I don’t know you but it seems totally honest to me. Then what she adds: “I think that is definitely all about people’s perception & thinking that they know more than they actually do… They really think that they know the whole story when they really– they don’t”.

Do you seriously believe controlled statements, parents’ tweets or worse “insiders”? Are you choosing to trust first the people that manipulate the girls for a living than the girls themselves?

If you want to unstan because of a fabricated narrative, go ahead…(Again, even if the quarrel happens to be real, it’s not our business. If they are meant to fix it, they’ll do, if they do love each other like they said in those interviews, they’ll might forgive one another when the time comes).

To the remaining OT5s that are unsure of which side to incline… YOU DON’T HAVE TO PICK.

OT4s & Camilizers will try to persuade you through their tweets, indirectly or not. They shape the story based on their perspective. A blinded point of view if I may add because even when the evidence is there, the truth for them is basically built on “excuses” to despise the contrary party. That’s how toxic it is.

No one is forcing you to support all the girls or to follow both acts (just respect) but I genuinely feel sorry for you if you decide to unstan one side as a result of a petty absurd storyline & the ambition of men in suits cause then you’ll be missing of five incredible role models & two worthy journeys.

[obsxbjoo]

mundorkday heyo

Preferred name:  tbh I’ll respond to any noise you make in my general direction but Inc is totally fine as well !! 
Preferred pronouns:  any ?? any,, 
 Timezone:  MST (UTC -7 or smth) ey -yodels at the top of the Rocky Mountains-

Preferred writing style:
  

hahah is it news that I don’t have a preference ?? tbh I’m super cool with any format, para, sms, dialogue or otherwise !! I actually find it a mote easier to respond to styles that are naturally shorter but thats jus bc I feel like it’s less pressure and I don’t have to fiddle with words for nine billion years pFSFSFSSS but I love em all the same !! just,, might respond faster to shorter ones just because its easier for me haaa 

Preferred writing genre:  

boy I’d love to try anything at least twice hahah //shot exploring different themes is always a treat in my experience ?? wherever the inspiration takes us ! I just believe that putting a muse into different situations can showcase different sides that wouldn’t have otherwise come to light !! does the usually distant or socially awkward muse have a chivalrous streak ? is the quiet one actually good with comforting people ? does the tough one have a way with children ? does the small one LOVE CHEESY GARLIC BREAD CHIPS ?? it’s always a discovery and I think it’s pretty great pFFFS,,, explorinn find the new things I’ll admit tho I’m all for them crack and dank memes


Genres you’re less interested/would rather not partake in:  

as a minor I’m neither interested in nor willing to write smut or excessively sexual content :’> anything else is really fair game !! 


Any other writing preferences?  

ah I guess ?? I usually prefer small text but really it doesn’t matter either way hahaha anything else is pretty Aesthetic but also time consuming so I’m like ?? wow ?? amazing but also ahahah I’m so lazy so um yeah I’m pretty minimal on formatting,, 

Favorite color: 

right but listen here every color is beautiful in its own right like yeah some are drab some are neon some are pale and others aren’t and that is honestly incredible *DEEP BREATH* tl;dr how do you expect me to choose 


Favorite/lucky number: 

uuuhhhhh,,, well idk the number 9 or 1 / 11 appears a lot in my life I guess hahahaha


A song/show/drama you’d recommend: 

a friend of mine would like me to promote Scorpion (cbs) and I’ve seen the first two episodes and it’s pretty great so far ?? either way I’ve peeked into quite a few different corners of music/show/drama tho but at the sam time I know like nonE AHAH,,, tho for real you can get me into pretty much anything ?? I always find something to appreciate pffs


Fill in the blank: “You’re always free to message me about ___!”

yelling ?? idk man for real I’m a huge chatterbox and I always want to talk to people haha !! really feel free to start a conversation with me about like,, most anything tbH,, if it’s a topic I’m not familiar with you should 100000% tell me about it ?? I’d love it :00 ( also we can always just hold a conversation in just screeching I’m down for that also ) 


If you could choose a species in Obscura that you’d like to be, what would it be? Why? 

geeeee all the species r pretty cool ?? tho bein a vampire or a werewolf is to u gh so like I honestly don’t think I could pull it off hAHAHA,,, tbh a beast blooded would be mighty cool !! I’d totally want to be a dragon :‘DDDD


What is your ultimate weakness; what makes you feel all soft and squishy inside? 

um,,, tbh ships ?? and not even just the romantic kind like give me familial ships,, friendships, hateships, platonic ships ???? I’ll just m elt inside hahahaha wow I’m super lame.,, just some kids just having to deal with each other’s existence in their lives is honestly the best,,, angst also makes me cry and hurt forever but I love it 8") 


Write the first thing to come to mind in caps:  

tHATS NOT WHAT THE FROG COLOR IS


Three random facts about you: HAHAHAH whoops I absolutely,,, s UC K at these pFF ok um,, um lessee other than the fact that I’m lame

a pair of magpies were going to build a nest in this smol conifer right up against a window in our house and like ?? yo you could see the beginnings of the twigs getting threaded through there and I was like :000 !!! hype ?? wow they chose this place to be home and I was so ready 2 take pictures of ugly baby dinos I mean cute baby magpies since it’s like I could sit on the arm chair that’s up against the window and I could have full vantage of the lil nest ??? as I was saying, hype !! bUT THEN MY MOM TOOK OUT A FRUIT KNIFE THE ONE WE CUT WATERMELONS WITH AND SAWED OFF THE WHOLE BRANCH AND THREW IT TWIGS AND ALL INTO THE TRASH AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHG -sobs softly- im just sorry for the poor magpie pair,,, I’m sorry we wasted all your hard work,,, ( mom’s explanation: this is my house so I’m not going to let them build a home on my home I was here first !! ) tho like I don’t think the magpies moved out tbh I saw the other day they were perched on our tree so ???? I’m just sad I missed out on the great pictures sob it was like a fairy tale ( I tried to talk my mom out of it by saying about how a pair of magpies were considered auspicious n all and I’m disappointed it didn’t work ?? I made a pretty good argument I feel ;v )

right so like last week we had a few slices of raisin bread from T&T ( our local Asian food supplier in the form of a supermarket eyyy ) and I was like,,, wow ??? dude how great would raisin bread french toast be like wOW !!? I’ve never made french toast before and tbh we’re like rice everyday ™ and honestly the inside of our fridge has never seen cheese or cream or pasta ( ok look I know uncooked pasta doesn’t go in the fridge but I was making a point ) and certain other western-type foods are rare guests ( a tragedy rly because I love that stuff ) bUT ANYWAY !! I was thinking about french toast and going,,, woah,,, woah woAH ??? we might actually have all the ingredients ?? we always have eggs, and… oh, half and half…? aw… we don’t have that— oH but you can make it with milk and butter ??? gasp i actually think we have like 1 stick of frozen butter from waaaay back and I’m sure it’s saved there omg this’ll work. we don’t have nutmeg but… I distinctly remember getting vanilla extract and my mom says we have cinnamon ?? I didn’t even know we had cinnamon !! wow this is going to work imma make it for breakfast tomorrow it will be great !! so cue tomorrow, I wake up earlier to get it ready ( lmao since usually I wake up like 5 mins before transit comes and toss stuff into my backpack and leave ) and,,, and it turns out we I overestimated what we had in our fridge aHAHA,,, what I thought was a stick of butter was actually yeast and there was ?? no sugar ?? I could not find sugar,,, we didn’t have milk either and I was v disappointed in myself bUT !! I still made it using soy milk and brown sugar ( it was super hard I was chiseling it with a spoon ) but luckily I did manage to dig out the vanilla extract + the cinnamon was def there, as were the eggs and salt was around. of course, had to use vegetable oil instead of butter to grease the pan as I’d planned but !! it totally turns out great and was a p good success considering a first attempt hahaha,,, topped it with bananas, crumbled walnut and maple syrup and it was great :^)))))) 

ummmmmmmmmmmm wow those turned out long hAHAHA,, uh no other interesting stories are coming to mind right away but like ?? I guess one time when I was a kid we were in Toronto I think and I,,, rushed some pigeons ( like when u try to make people flinch right ?? yeah ) some pigeons that were in a courtyard and like,,, ok so there was a lady eating subway and she was a respectable business lady or smth bUT SO THE FLOCK OF PIGEONS ALL TOOK OFF AND SHE ( understandably ) SPOOKED AND DROPPED HER SUBWAY AND WALKED QUICKLY AWAY AND WOW I FELT SO BAD AAHHAAHAAAaaa,,, either way the pigeons descended on the subway and it was never seen again,,, I still feel rlllyyy bad abt it I’m so sorry for like ruining that woman’s day sobbbbb

ohey and we come full circle aHahah,, one story about birds, another story about food, and then a story about birds and food aahhaahaHAHAA,,, pretty accurate reflection of my life tbh,,, I’m all about birds and food

oH,, oh,, ‘nother story came to mind which involves a rly majestic nosebleed but uh hmmm let’s save that one PSHH

[asongbirdandanoldhat]

@focusfixated asked me my top 5 people who made this year more bearable, and top 5 new things I discovered/got into in 2016.

This is the long version.

Made the year more bearable:

I work with a really lovely team. I consider myself very lucky to have fallen in with such a good crowd in my very first job. But it is a very stressful job sometimes, and it can be quite exhausting some days, and although almost everyone I work with makes that easier, rather than harder, my top spot for this would have to go to E, one of our nurses, who is hardworking, good at her job, and has this wonderful infectious excitement about things. She has a “Friday dance”, she renames the patients when she thinks their own names are boring, she can always be counted on to indulge in a chippy lunch alongside you, she taught me Irish dancing in her kitchen last month. She is cheery and personable, and even if she is pissed off or not having a great day, she never makes a drama out of it and she is just generally a joy to work with, and also to hang out with otherwise. (I have reduced her to an initial bc idk it seems sl better etiquette when discussing a colleague on your blog, y’know.)

Light of life, my sun and stars, Pamela. My best friend, living so many miles away from her now sometimes fucking sucks, but she continues to make every day more bearable by her existence. There is so much I could say about her. It is a really beautiful and comforting and just incredible thing to have a person. And she is my person. I am thankful every day that I met her and by some fluke befriended her and tricked her into thinking I’m cool.

You, tbh. Visiting was a highlight. Feel pretty fucking blessed to call you a friend these past... ten years? Wild. Thank you for letting me wax lyrical about things you know nothing about, and letting me semi-force you into caring about them too. Hahaa.

Becky, one of my more frequent visitors in my new location. She comes bearing freshly baked cookies and gifts she has forgotten she had for me that have been in a cupboard in her house for eight months. I live vicariously through her entertaining love life. She gets lost every time she visits. (That is not unique to my most recent residence.) She and another friend visited me at home on boxing day and she got briefly lost on her way then too. She is the kind of friend you shouldn’t really be able to make in a small group forced together by circumstance - such as one’s vet school class; in that we have a genuine sort of same wavelength connection - pov, taste, sense of humour - that is really lucky to find in another person. I love her dearly. I miss living with her.

In general, the most prominent feeling I have about any of my friends is ‘lucky to know them’. More in the ‘lucky to know of them’ category, imma give my fifth position to Lin Manuel Miranda, for being a beautiful beacon of light in my year. What a guy.

Discoveries: While 2016 was a shit year in a lot of categories, it was a dream for my media intake tbh. I fell very in love with quite a few things that massively improved my year.

Hamilton - The soundtrack to my year. A fact to which my neighbours (whom I have never actually met) can almost certainly attest. I have listened to the cast album, and more recently the mixtape, just a ridiculous amount. I’m kind of relieved spotify doesn’t keep a playcount. (I’m pretty sure I didn’t actually start listening to it ‘til 2016, so it counts.)

The Adventure Zone - who knew three brothers and their dad playing D&D would be the highlight of my year? It was certainly one of them. I was vaguely aware of the McElroy brothers, but hadn’t heard or seen any of their other projects before I started listening to the Adventure Zone. Which in some ways is a shame, because I don’t think anything else will be as fantastic. TAZ is a fun amusing romp from the first episode, but dear goodness, does the storytelling get better and better. It’s just supremely good and never not hilarious. I strongly encourage you to give it a try if you have even the smallest suspicion it might be your thing. Let Griffin McElroy be your dungeon master and your best friend. Meet and fall in love with occasionally competent dwarven cleric Merle Highchurch, folk hero and artisan carpenter Magnus Burnsides, and my favourite shitty wizard Taako Taaco.

The Raven Cycle - I do not need to explain to you the ridiculous hole I fell into regarding this series. I am genuinely not sure if there has been a day that has passed since I read them that I haven’t thought about one of those kids (Adam Parrish - I mean, not alllways, but lbr, mostly yes). I care about them a great deal. God bless tumblr for knowing what’s most definitely up my street.

The Kingkiller Chronicles - this is another finding thanks to tumblr. Actually, I think all of this list are so far? But yes. This one was thanks to just one user I follow (shout out to @kvothes) whom had mentioned it enough and with such fondness that I had to give it a look. I read the Name of the Wind when I was in Turkey with my fam. I like fantasy in general, magic specifically, and adore stories about stories, books about books. So yeah, I was quickly sold on Kvothe’s tale. He is such an arrogant little shit, I love him. I’m only a little bit of the way into the Wise Man’s Fear (the second novel) and already know I’m going to hate the wait for the next one once I finish it.

Old Friends Senior Dog Sanctuary - more of a “made 2016 more bearable” than something you get into, as such, but not a person so putting it here. Best addition to my tumblr dash this past year. I care about these beautiful old dogs a lot. Get so worried when any of them get hospitalised. When I am old and ready to retire, send me to ofsds. It looks like a lovely place.