#and i won’t see them for another 6 months IF IM LUCKY

[stargarland]

question in the tags ugh sorry for complaining

[ch1lde-mora]

sdjfso hello!!! shanna's here to bother you with another request!!! because well we're [peace sign] not doing good up there in the ol' nogging umu but could i maybe get some soft ch//ya hcs with holding hands maybe,,, i want someone to hold my hand (v pls hold my hand qwq ilysm i hope you're doing well)

HII SHANNA!!! Im so sorry ur brain isnt brbrbrbr-ing,, shakes brain i hope you feel better soon!! it looks like u want poly but i’m gonna do both a la carte & poly because the brain is just feeling it rn [hearts x5] (HOLDS UR HAND ILYSM ;V; i’ve been better but still not that bad!!) thank u sm sm shanna~!! xoxo, v (edit 3 months later: ik ur probably out n about and feeling better but i wanted to get this out for you!! ur such a sweet person ty for giving me this req)

(edit, ONE YEAR AND 6 MONTHS LATER: wow i really thought i got this out and i didn’t.. Time to make things right 💪 EXTREMELY SORRY FOR THE DELAY WAAAAAH ;;)

they r in my heart forever i love these two

Poly

Childe’s definitely in the middle of you two when you all hold hands

Swings your hands back and forth and tries to walk faster, but Kaeya won’t let you guys LOL

Hums his fav snezhnayan song if you’re lucky!

Interlocks all of your fingers too

Kaeya is more chill when you guys are all together, content with just lacing fingers and walking (albeit slowly) to wherever you need to go

If childe’s not humming you guys will usually talk quietly amongst yourselves just about common things like the groceries or plans with friends later

He would never tell you, but Childe really enjoys all the simple domestic stuff you guys get to enjoy like this

Kaeya usually rubs the fingers of whoever’s hand he’s holding (in this case, Childe’s) with his thumb as you guys walk and doesn’t comment on it, mention it or expect anyone to mention it at all. It’s just something that he does

When sitting at a table, they will have you in the middle holding hands under said table

It’s really funny trying to eat/drink this way 

Because when they try to let go to actually eat you might look at them with those pleading puppy eyes just screaming “don’t let go 🥺” 

Either you’re serious about this whole hand holding thing or you’re just being a sly bitch to make this experience a whole lot more hilarious but regardless, they don’t let go and resign to eating with one hand

It’s not practical at all and I don’t see it happening very often but when you want attention, who are they to deny?

Bonus: if you’re holding both of their hands, they will feed you with their free hands 

“Need a little help? Do you perhaps have your hands full?”

(lmk if you want a one-shot format in the future because this was so fun to write)

Childe

Holds your hand anytime he cannot hold your waist, which is often

He’s always trying for some sort of physical contact, whether that be an arm over the shoulder, around the waist, yet if those are unachievable he opts to go hand in hand with you down the street

He holds your hand shopping, he holds your hand if you guys are driving and at a red light, he holds your hand up elevators or just up STAIRS IN GENERAL?

Always rationalizing his thoughts with  “What if they fall. I should keep them from falling. I should hold their hand” when in reality he just wants to be close to you

Usually holds your hand with your fingers interlaced

If you reach out to hold hands first his cheeks might go a little rosy if he wasn’t expecting it

When in an open field like a park or clearing in a forest, he will sometimes take both of your hands and just spin you and him around like he used to do with his siblings in the snow

Sometimes if it’s really hot and you guys can’t cuddle in bed, he’ll just hold your hand instead

“Don’t you always want to hold and touch things that you love? I know I do.”

Kaeya

I see Kaeya as more of a person that wants a little bit more personal space when out and about, but he wouldn’t object if you initiated first

In private he would hold your hand shamelessly, but prefers to link arms if possible

I think he would charm you and ask if you wanted to hold his hand then be surprised when you actually did it

He’s held hands tons of times before (duh) but he feels like it’s more special when it’s with the one that he loves

There’s also that feeling of doing something so simple and “first-base” with someone you love that puts butterflies in your stomach when you do it for the first time in awhile

That’s what he feels like when he feels your hand in his

Doesn’t interlace his fingers but rather just grips your hand with a firm but not too tight hold

Because of his fingerless gloves and the spikes on the wrists of them, he gets a little bit scared they might poke you

Of course, the ever confident Kaeya keeps that to himself and says nothing about it, and it literally doesn’t end up ever being an issue

If you rub his hand with your thumb, he notices and fixates on it but doesn’t mention it, thinking about it for the rest of the day when he has to eventually depart for his work

“Hm.. Perhaps we should do this more often. What do you think?”

[diamondintherioux]

4/23/24

7 weeks post op

Lucky number 7! Time is absolutely flying. I missed my 6 week update but essentially I no longer had to wear that long compression garment. And thank god for that because wearing it for 6 weeks absolutely wrecked the skin on my legs. I have severe strawberry legs. It’s so ugly 😩 I’ve been exfoliating and putting on lotion everyday.

The next day I put on my Tributo faja with the extender. Today (week 7) marks 6 days in this faja.

Pros:

It snatches you up

It’s relatively comfortable

Cons:

It’s hard to put on

It leaves creases on your stomach and sides of you don’t wear an ab board

It rides up the crease of your inner thigh leaving irritation like rug burn which is extremely painful. I still don’t know what the solution for that would be. I put a pad there but it slides over. I get it that it’s supposed to compress but this is a little overboard.

Overall it’s okay. I contacted my surgeon’s staff and they said I should still wear a compression garment for at least 8 hours a day for 3/6 months. So essentially they are no help. We really are on our own after surgery. No aftercare is one size fits all.

I going to wear my faja 23/7 for 3 maybe 4 months depending on how hot summer is going to be then I’ll do 12 on 12 off.

Tonight though I decided not to sleep in a faja or compression girdle. Let’s see if I swell up. Tomorrow im going to break in my bra-less faja. I’m thinking of switching every week from my built in bra to my bra less. It’s important to not fall in love with your faja body. It’s unrealistic to wear a faja for the rest of your life. In the future I think wearing a faja when youre going out is fine. In 6 - 8 months I’m gonna buy a strapless faja to wear under tight dresses.

I’m still going to physical therapy for my cording. Unfortunately it’s still there but at least I have a good portion of my mobility back. I’ve been very lazy in terms of working out. In may I’ll go back to doing Pilates. I’m going to take golf lessons. And I’ll also try to squeeze in some weight training. I have to lol gotta keep the results nice and tight.

I have 3 more sessions with my lymphatic drainage massage specialist. She has been late every single session. Every. Single. Time. No matter what time of day, she’s late. I’ve been very accommodating but it bothers the hell out of me. Even though the location is very close to me, I won’t rebook. Luckily I found another girl but it doesn’t seem like she does packages, maybe I can convince her. I’ll do another 10 sessions with the new girl and then I’ll be done. I want to do them on myself.

I’ll update tomorrow to share what sleeping without a faja was like.

[suzyqrara]

03/01/23

Wow, I am sad tonight.  It doesn't help that Facebook shows me til tons of beautiful people finding each other and reminding me...at this moment...I am not one of them.  I feel so ugly.  I feel like I used to be beautiful.  I used to have potential.  But I’ve let myself go and I feel I dont deserve that.  I love myself and I have such amazing potential.  But this potential is lost deep inside.  I would love to say I am healing from my terrible years trying to find my career but what if this is not what is happening?  What if this is the new Alla.  I feel like I am wasting my youth and instead of enjoying it, I am crying.

I told myself I will get my nails done sometime this month and continue to do that of myself.  I got a picture of me the other day and I really I have skin sag on my hands.  I dont want my hands to look so saggy when I am only 34 years old.

So nails will help me to have better looking hands.  I want to get wigs.  I dont know here to start with that. I want eye brows. I want better looking skin.  I can start with the nails and skin but time is ticking.  Man.  This was supposed to be my prime years.  I pictured it, I waited for it.  I 100% knew this would be the decade I will meet someone, I would get my weight controlled, I would begin to live.  Hair done, nails done, But 4 years have passed and it's been the complete opposite. Now that I work at Drexel I feel like I can start and I will!

I dont know where to even begin.  But I am happy I found a job I can settle in and now I can work on myself. I will start with nails and going to the dermatologist.  I hope to control my weight this year.  I hope next year I can get my chin/neck done.

It doesn't help I got rejected today either.  I think it is what triggered me the whole day really.  I also think this is period based.  Dont worry, he was another one of those losers who flaunted his fake job as a music producer.  But, I wonder if I looked different would I not been rejected by a loser?

That's really what hurts by ego. A roach rejected me.  Im used to rejecting them.  Icouldnt help but feel the last roach I dated put a curse on me so now no-one wants me not even the losers on online dating...My lowest was at CSL.  I am climbing up there but I am scared it will take longer than I was hoping it would take.  However long it take...but Im thinking it will be the rest of my 30s....

I know that with the right person, I will know how to be a social butterfly and awkward.  I know that with the right person, I will be sexual and would be motivated to have sex.  I know with the right person, they will find me because lord know Im done trying to find ...can you imagine if my right person stopped trying to find me?  Maybe I should keep looking even though it is painful and kills me inside.  I won't give up on my love and I will try to find him as well. 

But I need to work on myself.I am doing a good job so far.  Ive been working out since sept and doing my best with eating boring food.  I am seeing a nutritionist now and I plan to go onto weight watchers when my 6 free sessions are over.  I am working towards working out during Friday and Saturdays because it has been so hard for me to work out on those days.  I did lose 5 lbs by the way...even though I feel very bloated.  But then again my period is coming. I won't stop trying to find people but I know I won't find my love online.  I'll keep entertaining myself with online..but it's been so dry since the last roach. No one messages me...These are the moments I have to show myself love and comfort.  Alla, you are a beautiful soul.  You are soul that deserves love.  You are an amazing mother and any man would be lucky to have you as their wife.  You take time to soften.  You take time and the right person will take as much time as you need for you to feel comfortable.  Unfortunately, this world is fucked and no-one takes time anymore.  They jump from one relationship to the next,  They can't go one second without being in a relationship.  People get bored easily and cheat on each other.  Men are so disrespectful to women in this age. Yet there are women that find these amazing men and attract them.I can't attract any amazing men right now because I just feel so no me.  My skin is flaring up.  My neck is turning into my moms, my arms is huge and my gut won't go away. 

It takes time to heal from the awful year you had last year.  this is your trauma. You need to work through this.  when will I get time to figure out this doctor shit? I need to do so much.  go get a regular check up, dermatologist, vagina doctor, eye doctor, dentist, therapist. ugh. at least I have a nutritionist.  I dont sleep well so maybe this is also why I am thinking so black and white. 

God has blessed me with so much peace in this lifetime.  thank you lord for the peace and the security.  Thank you lord for Mason, he is such a precious soul and I know his life will be amazing.  I am so grateful for the love I experience with Mason every single day.  I am so grateful for the love I feel for my rabbits.  I am so grateful for the feeling of safety I feel in my home.  The warmth I feel in my bed.  The peace I feel in my job.  I am so grateful for Drexel, for hiring me and giving me enough to switch jobs.  This is truly the beginning of my healing and my rejuvenating because I am not stressed with work.  I dont feel angst driving to work.  I think about feeling it and I remember, there is nothing uncomfortable I have to face today.  I love walking into my office, making my second cup of coffee, sitting gin my chair and answering emails.  such peace!  I dont need to have student like me.  it would be nice, but it is not necessary.  I do not have th pressure of being liked.  I can have a bad meeting with a student and I am fine.  I can brush it off and tell myself, “This one was bad but I bet the next one will be fine.”such a breath of fresh air.  my melatonin is kicking.  I dont feel as sad. 

Goodnight

[kittehkwrites]

Cranky

Summary: Erik does not understand the importance of nap-time. 

Warnings: Fluff, dad!Erik, Soft!erik

Before your son was born you thought you’d be the mother of a momma’s boy or somethin... Boy were you wrong.

From in the womb, your baby boy would only calm down at the sound of his father’s timber voice.

“Aye lil man, yo momma’s tired right now and you doin all that kickin is keeping her up.” He’d say all serious but you couldn't help but smile at how he was acting and he followed on with “i’m gonna need you to bring it down a few notches” At that, your son would kick back at his father’s hand and the look on Erik’s face was too funny.

it had your stomach shaking and the little boy inside you pushing his hands and feet inside of you so that you could both feel and see his clear displeasure at being told to relax.

“Don’t get fresh lil boy.” You had to let a little ‘oop’ out when his voice got deeper and your thighs clenched up since it’s been a while. Ain’t his fault, the doctor just said to lay off it since the last time you guys went “a bit rough” and they didn’t want to chance an early birth.

The baby relaxed the same way you did when he used his authoritative tone.

“That’s right lil man.” He said after feeling the baby calm down at his command. He was smiling at you when he caught your eyes and you smiled back when he started to caress the bump caring your “future prince” as he’d always call him, since Erik stated he was the King and you’re his Queen so ‘lil man’ is the prince.

“Erik. You better make it up to him before he takes it out on me.”

“You lucky.” He said with a look like ‘what you think this is?’ But he saw your stern face and he remembered the nights of discomfort increasing since the baby was getting closer and he didn’t like you being in pain or uncomfortable during what was supposed to be a beautiful moment so he did what he could in hopes it’d pacify the baby for the night.

“Aye baby boy”- you always thought it was cute when he said that-” you know daddy loves you, right?” He pulled back from the close proximity to your stomach, waiting for the little hand or footprint to press against his large hand.

“Right?” He would look to you and you’d rub your underbelly to get the baby to respond to his now pouting father. You're convinced your baby inherited his attitude from, which would mean he’d be bratty from time to time because they can’t handle restrictions to their freedom.

“Come on baby boy. Daddy’s out here pouting”- He shoved you a bit and you just let out a bit of a scoff before continuing- “and momma can’t sleep with y’all fighting at each other” A little more rubbing and your little boy was pushing out his foot to meet the spot in which both you and your husbands hands were sat on your underbelly.

“I love you lil man. Can’t wait to meet you when you get here.” And with that, he’d put a little kiss on your belly before coming up to you, hands still on your stomach and fingers still brushing against the stretch marks that laid on the sides of your belly, and give you a soft kiss that gave you the same sparks as the first time you both kissed.

“I love you too baby.” He said before pecking your lips “don't forget it.” He said before turning off the bedside lamp and then laying behind you before letting sleep take over the both of you.

That was approximately 8 months ago.

The baby is now 6 months and your husband was a damn hog.

“Erik! Give me my baby!”

You and your husband have been playing an impromptu game of hide-and-seek with you son, Erik initiating the game after you wanted to put the baby down for a nap before heading to your parents house for family day.

“He’s mines too” He’d call out quickly before turning back to your son in his hands, continuing to make faces at the little boy and getting squeals of joy from the little body.

“Not for long you shit!” You huffed out as you started to make your way up the stairs, following the baby laughs. You were just tired and your husband wanted to annoy you, as you were convinced no man would keep the baby up for this long and not want to pass off their child to the mother. 

“He needs to sleep or else he’ll be cranky and I already have to deal with you! I don’t need to be dealing with the both of y’all at once, plus my family members coming up to me afraid to ask you what’s wrong or tell me how to raise my baby!” You continued, finally approaching the two bodies located in your husbands office. 

He gave you a look as he saw your slightly angered and annoyed expression, but he didn’t care. 

He had has lil man and his momma could stay mad, he thought.

“Babe. It’ll be alright. He don’t give no trouble, right lil man? Tell yo momma to go lay down before she pops a vessel.” He said in that ‘baby’ voice that annoyed the crap out of you but you couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow up at the nonsense spewing from your husbands mouth.

So you nodded your head, went over to the baby and checked his diaper before kissing him on the forehead and making your way out of the room.

He don’t even know.

Just as you said, so it happened.

You guys reached your family gathering and guess what happened within the first 20 minutes of greetings from aunts, uncles, grandparents and such?

If you guessed a cranky baby, then you were very right.

“Baby?” You ignored your husband who now had his signature stoic expression placed on his face, but it slowly formed into a confused scowl at the jerky limbs and loud hollering coming from the sleepy child who, may I remind you, ‘don’t give no trouble.’, according to your big headed husband.

“Baby? Your so-”

“-oh now he's my son? i thought you had that covered? Correct me if i'm wrong but didn't you say he didn't give any trouble?” You were making sure he’d hear the judgement in your voice at his foolish comments made earlier. 

“Yea bu-”

“-but nothin. Handle it before he ‘pops a vessel’” You said before seeing one of your favourite cousins and going to them, leaving your husband in a state of confusion while your son just wanted to sleep.

This went on for another 15 mins before your cousin and a couple other relatives came over and asked what erik did to the baby.

You simple said “He wouldn’t let me put the baby down for a nap.” which resulted in a few head shakes and inhales from the surrounding bodies, knowing that a nap could be the best thing for the baby and the parent.

“Girl go help that man. He probably over there trying to give the baby commands like some drill sergeant.”

“Don’t do my man like that” You couldn’t help but laugh at the way they all saw erik as this military man but to you he would always be your big softie, especially after the birth of your son. He just showed his love differently than others and you didn’t fault him for it. 

You waited another two minutes before gulping down the rest of the juice in your cup before heading to your husband and distressed baby.

“Alright papa. Momma’s hear. I know, i know. Daddy doesn’t have the magic touch huh? Maybe he’ll listen to me won't he? wont he? That’s right. Come on papa, nap time.” You said, taking him out the grasp of your husband after washing your hands in the kitchen sink and drying them off once you reached to the two inside. 

You checked his diaper and it was dry, probably changed before you got here since your husband probably thought he had a soiled diaper. You also saw the half empty bottle of milk in the baby bag near where you were seated on the couch and chalked it up to your husband attempting to silence the cries of the infant.

You had placed him on your legs once you got comfortable on the couch. Fingers running over his eyebrows, his cheeks, his nose and back up to his forehead and ears in the soothing motion. Within 5 minutes he was sleeping and your husband couldn’t be happier. 

“Baby”

“Yes mr know-it-all” You responded smartly, not taking your eyes off the small body in your lap.

“Don’t get smart now.” You had to refrain from clenching your thighs together and looked at your husband with challenging eyes.

You saw him deflate slightly once he remembered he was in the wrong. 

“I’ll listen next time.” You let out a little hum and turned back to your son in your lap. 

You just sat in awe at the life you created with the man next to you. You were so lost in thought that you didn’t realise your husband had grabbed your chin softly before turning your face to his, placing the sweetest, most gentle kiss on your lips that left you weak once he pulled back.

“I love you” He said. That glint in his deep eyes made you swoon like it had when you first met him at the black owned coffee shop near the outreach centre.

“I love you too” You said softly before smiling at the grin that broke out on his face after knowing you weren’t so mad with him. 

Hey y’all!

Hope your week started off alright and that you’ve enjoyed your weekend😊

This is the main account that i’ll be posting on in regards to my written work because i couldn’t interact as i wanted to on my side-blog.

But I won’t be deleting anything on that blog, im just moving over to this one.

Let me know what you thought of this soft imagine and who you’d like me to write for or just ask me anything😁

Remember to like, share and/or comment and be safe!

Love y’all and thanks for the support.

-K💜

[kaeyasaki]

❝ BITES YOU! ❞

✿ cute lil messages for my besties before i get too busy with exams and forget, because who knows how long everyone’s tumblr phase will last,, dramatic gasp — apologies for typos i’ve been anti beta reading these days as you can tell

✧･ﾟ:* myra *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @luvcre

my pretty kitten, myra chan, i love you even though you like,, l*orio !! we’ve been friends for almost 6 months now, wow so cool !! no but actually i’m very grateful for meeting you. i know we already knew each other beforehand, but i think it’s rad the way we were always destined to meet !! quite literally the tumblr!romeo and juliet experience i say, but im super glad we got the chance to befriend one another and then grow so close !! i love you a unexplainable amount and you’re really special to me !! i’m extremely grateful for everything you’ve done for me, you’re a very genuine and loyal friend and i’m really proud i get to call you someone so close to me. thank you for always being you and taking such good care of me and mina whenever we’ve needed it, i think you’re the coolest and not only are you admittedly funny, but you’re someone who i’ve found so easy to be myself around even when regarding irl situations, thank you for being you and thank you for loving me being me, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* mina *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @jhxyne

i’d love you more if you’d let me date your brother but i suppose i can’t have it all </3 no seriously though, i love you stupidly too and i’m insanely happy and grateful we met almost 6 months ago. you’re on the same wavelength constantly and you’re someone i’ve found so easy to confide in and open up to so quickly. i’ll forever be grateful to you for showing me what a real friendships supposed to be like and helping me feel comfortable no matter what. you’re really cool mina and you’re also really hot >:) you’re undeniably you and don’t let anyone put you in your place which i love. i’m super proud of you for everything you do too, you’re a big deal to me and i care about you a lot. while i’ll always drop whatever i’m doing to rip a bitches throat out for you, i know you’d do the same. you’re extremely important and someone i hold very close to me, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* chloe *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @sunasbabie

man you’re really one of my longest friends on here and i appreciate you endlessly. you’ve been with me since before i was ‘mila’ and we clicked so quickly! you became a really good friend of mine in such a short amount of time too which is rare for me because i tend to hold myself back when it comes to really clicking with people but honestly i can and would talk to you about absolutely anything! you were honestly separated from me at birth i’m certain, we’re very alike and different in the same sense and you’re definitely someone i’d cling to irl <3 you’re funny and you’re genuine and i love you a ridiculous amount! thank you for putting up with me for as long as you did and i’m manifesting we one day meet, we’ll definitely end up in some sort of trouble but that’d be expected of us >:), i love you

✧･ﾟ:* val *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @atsuangel

smirks, valicità my beloved, you’re quite literally the epitome of cool. you’re easily someone i look up to and admire whether that’s from up close and after, you’re very real and you’re very easy to talk to. i adore you in every sense and you’re perfect in every sense other than your taste of men (i can fix you :,( pete davidson,, he’s not right for you!). we’ve been friends for a long time now too and i’m very grateful we met, you’re someone very special to me and someone who i’d also sell a kidney to meet >:) not only is your online presence just overall hot, you quite literally are the sexiest too wow oh look! i’m on my knees :) you’re just %+>$# hhh you’re just really cool and i’m really glad i get to call you my favourite worstie! i love you

✧･ﾟ:* venus *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @amourdite

i’m not sure when you’ll see this but venus my gf, i’d lick you right now if i could :) you’re another person i’d lose a limb for if it meant we could meet, you’re so funny and i think you were the first person to see all sides to me. you’ve put up with me annoying you for a very long time now and you’re easily one of my longest and closest friends on here. you’re super easily to talk to and even though you’re sometimes a bit weird >:) you’re overall very well grounded and level headed and i know i can always come to you for anything without feeling like i’m going to be judged. i love you immensely and i’m very thankful for you because we met during my anti social phase when i didn’t really want to make friends or anything so the fact you were able to make me unknowingly change my mind about that is a pretty big accomplishment >:) i’m always here if you need me and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* lexy *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @babymattsun

miss hot girl lexy i love you very very much !! you’ve always been really cool and you’re never afraid to speak your truth and i admire that completely. you don’t hesitate to put a bitch back in their place and you do all that while being hot and funny which is a hard accomplishment. you’re very honest and someone i’d feel so comfortable going to if i ever needed an opinion, like a straight up no bullshit type of opinion because i know you’d be able to give me what you really think without giving me an answer from the perception of someone wearing rose tinted glasses. you’re so real and you’re so you, i love you and everything about you so much and i’m always happy to see you on my dash heather you’re posting content or just shitposting, seeing your url makes me very happy :,) i love you

✧･ﾟ:* hanna *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @s9turn

screams, bye we were destined to be friends i don’t care. you are literally meant to be close to me and i’m so excited knowing that you’ll be coming to the city for uni because all my unis are either in the city or super close by train so i won’t be far from you. you’re insanely intelligent and everything you do is just,, wow. you’re extremely funny too, i love talking to you so much and even when it’s us discussing an actual topic/issue, you’ll still be making me laugh when we talk. we hate the same people and have very common interests, you’re so cool hanna and i’m super glad we met >:) not only are you my literal twin in the sense of us both getting the privilege to attend white tory schools while being poc girls :,) but you also get where the humour etc comes from making it so easy to talk to you about anything. your writing too is so well thought out and whether you’re writing long fics or crack content, you execute everything you do so perfectly i’m quite literally on my knees for you, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* chuu *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @nakizumie

ahh chuu !! i don’t even know where to start with you, you’re literally my comfort person and i love you endlessly !! i still think it’s funny we were both fans of each other and too shy to approach but i’m so grateful you did approach me because you so quickly became one of you favourite people. you’re literally an angel and deserve the entire world given to you, you’re so kind to everyone and just seeing you on my dash makes me happy !! your messages make my entire day and you work so hard too !! you’re literally perfect and i envy those who get to see yo pretty face everyday irl, they’re so lucky to have someone like you because you’re the type of person whose hard to come by often. you’re talented and easily one of the friendliest people on tumblr, we’re all very lucky to have you and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* vale *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @iwasumi

vale my love, you’ve kept me so sane on so many occasions and for that i’m eternally grateful. you’ve taken it upon yourself so many times to go out of your way to make sure i’m good and make me smile, you’re someone i treasure and i’m so lucky we met. you’re another mutual who i find comfort in and seeing your posts make me so happy because you too are undeniably true to yourself and you’re always more than happy to speak your truth. i have so much respect for you as a writer and a person, you’re a literal star and we’re all to lucky we have you here. seeing you talk about your selfships makes me intensely happy too, i love the way you talk about them, you’re always so cute about it and mention specific details which i find super special because i can tell you really do care and love for these characters and i envy they have someone like you loving them as much as you do. i appreciate you endlessly and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* sophia *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @sophiashortcake

your taste in men is always something i have to bring up because not once but twice have you shocked me with the men you end up falling for. it doesn’t matter though, your pretty face makes up for it !! i’m super glad we met even if it was on that stupid discourse night. you know, i was still in awe when i found your initial post about it because not only did you serve such logic, but you also made your post somehow look pretty in the process. again you met me while i was in my anti social phase and had no intentions on making actual friends on tumblr. obviously i had my old mutuals like clara and yelie, but it was nice to have someone a lot closer to my age and we clicked very quickly which is something that doesn’t happen with me a lot. you’re very special to me and i hope you know that. you’re very very kind and while i know tumblr is sometimes heavy and stressful, you do such a good job at keeping on top of things and handing yourself, i envy that a lot. you’re very mature and i think everyone should be more like you including myself >:) i love you

✧･ﾟ:* jae *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @ats4mu

jae, i know you’ve been busy with exams lately and i’m super proud of you for everything you’ve done. i also know you plan to come back to tumblr soon to come catch up so i’ll leave this here for you to find when you come back hottie. miss jae, i love you very very much and i’m very glad we got to meet. you’re very funny and you’re super considerate of everyone around you. you always take the time out of your day to answer everyone and interact with full intention, we’re so lucky to have someone like you on here. i also appreciate you immensely, there’s been countless occasions where you’ve taken time out of your day to make me happy and while it’s undeserving, you always made sure i was good anyway and for that i’m extremely grateful. you’re beautiful through and through and not only are you such a big personality on here, you’re also very talented in the way you word things. i have so much respect for you and am constantly looking up to you, i’m very proud of you and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* jake *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @deardaichi

HISSING I LOVE YOU SM </3 no honestly, i’m so happy we met, you have made me so much happier and the fact you knew me even before i became ‘mila’ means you’ve watched me grow as a person and watched my life and dilemmas play out and yet you still stuck around and willingly interact with me. you’re so cool and funny and i’m so mad we didn’t meet before. you’re someone i trust so so much and i’d give anything up to meet you, i’m honestly obsessed with you and everything about you. you’re so kind and welcoming to everyone yet you’re also assertive and don’t take anyone’s shit. you’re literally my twin flame and i’m ridiculously happy we got to meet, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* tina *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @ilyrinjo

ahh miss tina hi !! i love you very much and i’m so glad you’re back !! you were missed for that period of time you left so these past few weeks of you returning have been so nice !! i still can’t get over you were one of my anons before but when you did come off anon i remember us getting along perfectly upon first interaction !! you’re super fun to talk to and your opinions are always very interesting but extremely valid too. you’re someone i could happily go to if i wanted an honest opinion or mature conversation with. you make talking to you so easy and not only that but you’re insanely pretty !! the boy you’re talking to is very lucky and i hope he knows it, he won’t get better than you and i highly doubt any of us will. you’ve got such perfect looks and personality i envy your balance in that have so much respect for you in everything you do. i hope you know how special you are to me and i hope everyone else knows how much you should be treasured because you really are a rarity to this world. i love you

✧･ﾟ:* em *:･ﾟ✧ — @osamuscupid

em !! pretty girl, i’m so glad you reached out to me a while ago !! i love you so so much and your messages make me so happy !! i love hearing all about your day and i love that you feel comfortable with ranting and just talking, i feel as though i’m sometimes a bit too much, but you still reached out to me and talk to me on a daily basis, you’re very special to me and i love hearing about how you’re doing. i care about you a lot and you already know how proud of you i am, you’re always working hard to achieve the things you want and you’re always putting in so much effort too. i look up to you for that as even in things you struggle with you persist with and that’s a mindset that’s hard to find someone with. you’re very special and i hope those around you know how lucky they are to have you, i care about you a ridiculous amount and i’m so glad we met !! i love you

✧･ﾟ:* sage *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @miyumiya

omg gf i love u !! you’re so much fun to talk to and your blog is always one of the prettiest !! you’re on pretty much the same wavelength as me and i love you so much !! once day we’ll save megan from pardi and force her to open her eyes, he’s not right for her and she should’ve been our gf from the start >:( okay but asides from that, you’re very easy to talk to and i love interacting with you !! i have so much love and time for you and you’re very easy to get along with !! you’re very talented in the way you write too, so i hold a lot of respect for you as a writer and friend, i can’t wait to keep getting to know you and i’m very thankful we met angel, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* max *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @maadorii

max hi hey hello i’m in love with you but you already knew that. you’re so easy to talk to and you’re so much fun too !! i love seeing you both on my dash and in my notifs, seeing your posts make me so happy and i love seeing whatever it is you have to say. i’d say your writing is poetic and i find that very beautiful, i love reading your stuff and i think you’re great in everything you do !! you’re easily someone i’d call a friend and you became one so quickly too considering i’m not the easiest to approach. everything about you i’m obsessed with and i’m super glad we met, it’s people like you that make me happy i stuck around on tumblr, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* sushi *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @velvetfireworks

ahhhh i adore you !! everything about you is just !!! you’re so wonderful and you definitely are someone i’d approach irl if i ever needed directions or something, you’re one of the friendliest people i’ve met and i’m so glad we did !! you’re super special not just to me, but to so many around you and you’re such a rare type of person to find, i’m truly lucky i got the chance to meet you because i’m enthralled with you completely. i look up to you as a writer and a person and i’m in awe of everything you do, you’re an all round great and well grounded person and you’re someone i know i could rely on if i ever needed it. you’re super likeable and i’m so happy we became friends, i love seeing you on my dash etc and wow don’t even get me started on your content. your way with words is perfect and even though i only tend to read for tetsu, reading your other works is a guilty pleasure because while i am loyal to him, your works always have me feeling some type of way, you leave me speechless everytime. you’re wonderful and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* vi *:･ﾟ✧ — @milfvi

i still cannot get over that one, you forgot we were mutuals, and two you didn’t know you were on my carrd,, VI WTF IVE LOVED YOU SINCE MY KUROOSKULT DAYS !! you’re so so funny and i have your post notifs on for that. everything you say is funny and you’re so easy to talk to because you’re so open and i love that !! you’re very special to me and someone i care about a lot, i love you and i’m proud of you for everything you do. your blog is so much fun to look at and seeing you on my dash makes me so happy !! you’re so fun to be around and you’re for sure someone i’d click with well irl which is rare for me to admit when talking about online friends. i’m so glad we met and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* xi *:･ﾟ✧

i don’t want to tag you for obv reasons >:) but i do want to tell you that i love you and while we only became friends in february, i’m glad we did because you’ve quickly become someone i can go to when i need to vent or rant because i know you won’t judge me. i’m really happy you feel like you can open up to me too because that’s something a lot of people struggle with when it comes to me. you’re so easy to talk to and i can say anything judgement free to you and vice versa. i’m literally in love with you and don’t even get me started on your selfship. i’d honestly pay a fat sum of money for it to be officially canon because the way you talk about him leaves me giddy for the two of you, i’m very much in awe of you and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* ellie *:･ﾟ✧ — @tetsulatte

pretty gf ellie, i adore you in so many ways. you’re so kind and caring to those around you and i adore your positive outlook. you have such a talent for making such pretty blogs too !! i’m glad we met even if it was just recently, but i appreciate you and everything you do and not even just for me. i know you bring comfort to a handful of people and i see you as the big sister type of figure for sure. i think you’re so cool and i’m super glad you reached out to me because me being the lowkey pussy i am when approaching new people, i would’ve been too shy and would’ve had to settle for admiring you from afar. you’re very much appreciated and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* nayru *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @luvoratomi

nayru !! you make my day pretty much everyday and i’m so thankful someone like you came across me !! you’re so kind and fun to talk to and i think everyone’s super lucky to be able to befriend someone like you !! you’re someone i look forward to interacting with and i promise after my exams are over i’ll be practically living in your inbox, you’re someone i hold close to me and i appreciate you a stuuupid amount. i’m love hearing from you and love hearing about your day and what you’ve been up to, it makes me happy to see you happy so thank you for always making that happen !! i love you

✧･ﾟ:* misa *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @rintaromilktea

misa my pretty girl i hope you’re doing well !! i too, appreciate you an insane amount and i’m glad we became friends !! i’ve loved watching you grow more sure in yourself and confident on your blog, it makes me so happy to see you have good people around you too !! you’re someone i treasure a lot and i’m so glad we became friends !! you’re so kind and you’re always thinking of others. that’s a genuine rare trait to find in someone so i hold you very close to my heart and i’m so thankful we had the opportunity to meet, i hope you’re taking care of yourself angel, i love you

✧･ﾟ:* fyfa *:･ﾟ✧ — ✿ @sweetbakugou

hey fyfa i think you’re so rad >:) you’re literally the coolest and you’re always on the same shit as me, i literally adore you and everything about you. you always get me and i know you’re someone i could always rely on. you’re also really very funny and definitely one of my funniest mutuals, your shitposts have got me in trouble a few times in class from when i’ve read them and genuinely laughed, you’re so much fun and you’re so open and friendly, i’m so lucky we met and i’m so glad we befriended one another. i’m so happy i got to come across you on shitty tumblr and if i ever did leave, i’d definitely be running to you as one of the first people i’d be begging for other social handles to keep in contact with because where else am i going to find humour from </3 you’re so important to me and i love you

✧･ﾟ:* rose *:･ﾟ✧— ✿ @makeusfreefromthisfandom

rose !! i’m so happy you reached out to me because i love talking to you you’re so much fun !! i love that you get to be apart of me finally watching hxh (chrollo is all yours i really can’t with him </3) but not only that, you’ve been someone i’ve always looked up to as a person. you’re so real and you’re so kind and i know everyone around you would say the same. you’re like an older sibling type of figure on here and i love you for that. you’re so open and welcoming and i know you have others best interest at heart, you’re one of the best people i’ve met and i love you

hhh i think that’s everyone, but there’s a lot of people i hold close to me and appreciate even if i haven’t mentioned them on here,, you’re all so important to me and whether you’ve interacted with me once or twice on or off anon, you’ve all been super important to me growing as a person because while i was thinking about it yesterday, who i was when i first started tumblr and who i am now are two completely different people and i’m finally happy with myself :) thank you all so much i love you !!

[lobanri]

untitled asscreed & one piece crossover

Desmond Miles dies using the Eye in an attempt to save the world form the Sun. When he awakens it’s to a completely different world, filled with pirates and marines and powers that seem magical. The marines find him, and he awakens when a pirate crew decides to attack the marines and ends up finding him and freeing him. At least he’s lucky enough that Edward Kenway was a pirate, even if one very different to the crew he’s now a part of.

this goes in a couple different ways, too.

first idea was that the OP world is Earth after the Calamity, so DFs are what happens when the Pieces of Eden get assimilated into fruits- thus they affect Desmond by making him have the whole ‘golden circuitry’ thing whenever he touches a DF user and can potentially… temporarily use their abilities? Steal them? Idfk, ok. Something alongside those lines. Whatever. Or maybe he can get parts of the Piece of Eden they came from originally? And like, Mythical Zoans are Apples or pieces of the Eye and they affect him more, Logias can be Apples or the Scepter or the Belt, Paramecias are the Shroud or the Scepter, etc. So now he has to go touch enough DF users to have a whole Piece, and they’re tattoo like, gradually appearing on his torso until he has the whole Piece and they can leave his skin and appear in his hands, bc i apparently thought it was cool? i mean, i wasn’t wrong, it sounds dope.

so there was that, and the idea that genetic memories can result in a pseudo-reincarnation, so their memories make some renown Assassins make a resurgence. i thought about making it like they only half-remember them and get the full blast when Desmond- key that he is- comes back. 

i made a plan for this, y’all. i had a list. it’s mostly ‘cause i’m kinda crazy, but jeez. looking back i was way too willing to actually write this out. sadly i probably won’t.

1-      desmond dies and lays forgotten in the grand temple. marines/pirates find him and decide to kidnap him bc he has golden circuitry under his skin and his arm looks a bit weird and who the fuck knows. then the withebeards find him and save him. he becomes friends with most of them but gets along w/ace pretty well (weird childhood buddies!)

2-     thatch dies via teach, ace sets out to get revenge and desmond goes ‘what the hell, why not’ and goes with him. during the trip, he starts getting weird dreams about the other assassins (originally this was just ezio but i think it’d be better if he’d get snatches of what each of them is doing, based on how close to them he was physically) but sees hallucinations about Edward instead and tires not to let it affect him. ace is busy w/revenge, but can tell smth is off. they arrive at an island in which desmond sees a wanted poster of himself next to one of another man in a with hood called ‘the assassin’. he has the same scar. cliffhanger. (this could be either ezio or altair, but it just proves that he’s not the only one from the Brotherhood here)

3-     we change pov to ace, who is watching his new friend/brother become increasingly frantic about this ‘assassin’ and tells him some about his family to try to distract him from the dreams he keeps getting and the things he sees. ace keeps getting more worried about his hallucinations bc they can’t find any doctor to do anything about it and kureha left the island- then someone in sakura island tells him that the strawhats have ‘the doctor’s apprentice’  so now ace is trying to both hunt teach and find someone to heal desmond so we see him having a moral debate about what’s more important to him- his revenge or his family’s lives.

4-     we see a mysterious scene w/ ezio in which he talks to someone- nico robin- and we reach the conclusion that he wants to join crocodile for some reason??? which is that he wants to get info and money but when he sees what’s going on he plans on murdering croco. the strawhats end up interrupting him anyway so when he sees robin sneak into the ship he goes ‘eh, well, whatever’ and goes with her in a weird parallel arc that mirrors desmond’s decision to go with ace, except that desmond goes because he’s more of a passive person but was worried about ace and ezio goes because he’s an active person who wants to know why; why is he here? why can he remember? why is he not dead? why does he keep thinking about some strange man he sees in his dreams sometimes? he decides his new “dream” is to get justice for everyone- remake the brotherhood- when he learns about the crew’s stories.  

5-     we come back to the disaster duo, who are now each other’s other half in being a complete and total mess. desmond is still hallucinating Edward and his search for ‘the assassin’ finally gets him a place: alabasta. they arrive just as the strawhats are in the middle of defeating everyone, so ace decides to butt in and desmond just doesn’t want to see his friend get eviscerated so he helps out in the shadows. desmond is quiet and kinda unassuming the whole time that ace is talking to the strawhats so they don’t really notice him much or anything. this makes it much better for when robin shows up, introduces herself and then ezio steps out and does the same (strawhats: ‘what!? another one!??’) and then asks “and who is that gentleman, if I may ask?” to which desmond steps out. “desmond miles. I’m the key. glad to finally meet you properly, prophet.” cliffhanger.

6-    look the first part of this is various ppl just going

then some weird explaining and desmond finally getting someone to look at his head when ace remembers that “oh yeah btw my friend’s been having vivid hallucinations for a couple of months/weeks. is that normal or…? because he keeps telling me not to worry about it and that it’s been happening for a couple of months but im pretty sure I should be worried about it” and chopper trying not to have an attack then and there while the strawhats that have braincells just look horrified .

7-     so moving on from explanations arc- now we reach…uh. ace and desmond separating but promising to check in with each other every day, because I think that’d be a neat way to cut between scenes- they’re all retellings of what hijinks went down that they’re giving each other, and occasionally they comment on some detail and it gives you a break for bickering from all the drama. they buy snails ig.

  this is also when i ran out of plot, but! i do have like, two pages of notes about what some of the others are up to, so i’m gonna add that at some point later. 

(if anyone sees this [which i doubt, but you never know] and wants to use it, feel free! just @ me!)

[purplesurveys]

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What would you say is your favorite food? Sushi. < Ahhh, this is a good one. My favorite is down to a tie: it’s either chicken curry or burgers.

What color eyes does the person you like / love have? Are they pretty? Dark brown. I’m not too sure what the second question is referring to but yeah, she and her eyes are both pretty.

What was the first television show you were obsessed with? Hi-5, omg. That show was my life in preschool and I always watched the 12 NN replay as soon as I got back home from school, back when I was still on a half-day sched. I was so hooked I remember having legit tantrums before starting Grade 1 because grade school meant full days in school and thus having to miss out on the show entirely.

Do you like Mexican food or any other foreign foods? For sure. All my favorites are Asian (Indian, Japanese, Indonesian, Chinese, etc.) but I also enjoy Italian, Mexican, Greek etc cuisines. I generally haven’t tried African cuisines but I really, really want to.

What color is the keyboard you are currently using? The keys are black with white lettering.

Do you own any of those ‘chunky’ and cute rings? Nope, not my style.

What are you planning on eating for dinner tonight if you haven’t already? I saw my dad cooking up something deep-fried; it was like his own version of katsu or something, or maybe it’s fish fillet? I’m not too sure what it is yet but I’m excited and will probably eat lots of it as I skipped all my meals and have only been running on coffee and vape all day - not good.

Do you own an iPod or MP3 player? If so, when did you get it? Technically I still do. Haven’t used it since high school. I got it when I was 10 back in ‘08; I was envious of the kids in school who had iPods, so I asked my dad to buy me one even though I wasn’t super into music at the time. Not the best kid in the world.

When was the last time someone took your picture? Last Saturday when my package came. Apparently online deliveries now require your photo to be taken upon receiving your package and I think it’s for the seller to keep track of their transactions. I’m not a big fan of the new procedure, but it’s whatevs.

Would you rather write a report or type it on a computer? Type. 

What color was the last jacket or hoodie you wore? Gray.

Do you receive more compliments or insults on a daily basis? Neither, really. I haven’t been talking to people a lot; and when I do it’s for work, where I receive neither compliments nor insults.

Who is the lead actress / actor from your absolute favorite movie? Audrey Hepburn and Albert Finney, or Matt Damon and Ben Affleck.

Can you recite the alphabet backward? [continued from last night] Slowly, but I’m sure I can finish it.

Do you eat chili when you get a hotdog, or do you like it plain? We don’t do hotdogs with chili here. I generally don’t see chili much where I live and I wouldn’t call it a common dish.

Would you say it’s easy for people to make you smile or laugh? At first I thought it was, but I’m slowly realizing that it isn’t.

What would you say is your favorite cereal, if you even like it? Cookie Crisp is the only one I like. I don’t have cereal often.

When was the last time you went on vacation? Where was it? It was a quick weekend getaway to Tagaytay and then Cavite, if it counts.

How many states have you been to in your lifetime? Zero.

Do you and your friends normally say you love one another? Yep, especially with Andi and Angela.

Have you ever been an outcast at your school or anywhere else? I was definitely one in early grade school, and again in Grade 6 when both my closest friends migrated in a span of six months, and I spent nearly all my lunch periods alone. Looking back on it, I’m really glad I powered through and made it here because I truly wasn’t happy at the time.

Do you own any dresses? If so, what colors are they? I have lots of sundresses and little black dresses because I was into those for a very long time at one point. Some of them are black, obviously, but I also have dresses in blue, maroon, and olive.

Would you say you drink more pop / soda than you should? I never drink soda as I’ve always felt like I spend more time complaining about how drinking it feels like burning my tongue and throat than actually enjoying it.

Would you rather have orange juice or milk with your breakfast? Water.

How many different colors has your bedroom been painted? Just one. The walls have been white ever since we moved here 12 years ago.

Do you cuss? If so, do you ever cuss in front of your parents? I’ll slip in front of them sometimes but I never get in trouble for it anymore.

Would you ever tell your mom about the things you’ve done sexually? Our humor together can be raunchy sometimes but I don’t think I’d ever do this. I dunno if she wants to hear I’ve had sex with a girl either.

Is there anyone out there who can make you cry very easily? Yes.

What was the worst news you’ve heard this entire week? *In the last week, hearing about the typhoon’s effects in other cities didn’t feel good. This entire country is literally only getting by with donations from the private sector because the government isn’t doing shit for cities and families who got severely affected by the typhoon; it’s almost depressing to hear and read about.

Have you ever been in a car wreck? I’ve been in minor car accidents but it would be too much to call any of them car wrecks. They had all just been tiny bumps or thuds.

Do you have your ears pierced? If not, what do you have pierced? Yes, my mom had my earlobes pierced when I was an infant. I don’t plan on getting any more new ones as I’m not really into piercings.

Has anyone ever told you that they think you have ADHD? Nope.

What is your biggest pet peeve? When people reach out first via text/IM then even if I get back to them in 5–10 seconds, it takes them a long time to get back to me. It’s especially annoying if they classify it as urgent, I drop everything to reply quickly, then they end up disappearing. Like why?

Do a lot of people understand you completely? Who does exactly? No, I like keeping a wall up. 

Would you say you’re really good at cooking and baking things? Haha no. But it’s something I want to be skilled in, definitely. I’d love to be able to make the food I usually just thirst over on the internet. I’m taking baby steps, like figuring out how to make certain sandwiches, but I have a long way to go before I can consider myself any good.

How is the weather outside right this second? It’s been a little cloudy this morning but it might start to get fair seeing how I’m beginning to see the sky turn blue. I’m just hoping there won’t be too much sun, period.

Do you have a lot of trees around your house? What about buildings? No buildings as I live in a gated village. We have a number of trees around, but I wouldn’t call it ‘a lot.’

Would you say either one of your parents are 'pack-rats?’ No. I have that title, and I believe I inherited it from my great-grandmother who was a bit of a pack rat herself, as I’ve been told.

Have you ever disowned anyone in your family? For what reasons? Kinda. I don’t associate with one of my uncles because he has a terrible drinking issue that he never got to permanently fix. Whenever I see him at family gatherings he just smells like stale gin or whatever it is he drinks, and it just ruins the essence of family reunions for me. As recent as Christmas Day last year he drove drunk and crashed into a car with an entire family, but as always his ass got lucky because 1) no one in the family got hurt, and 2) said family let go of the lawsuit they were planning to file against him.

Have you ever seen That 70’s Show? Do you watch it regularly? I tried watching the first episode but genuinely could not find it entertaining for the life of me. Sorry, Mila :(

If you could choose, what decade would you rather live in? I never really think about revisiting decades - they’re already behind, so what’s the point? As bad as the 2020s have been looking, I’m okay with staying here.

How often would you say you get sick? Once a year at most.

Is there anyone out there who has hurt you so much, you wish they’d die? I used to wish they would die, but I don’t feel that way anymore.

Has anyone ever called you a socio-path before? I don’t think so.

When was the last time you watched a movie in theaters? December.

Have you ever moved to a completely different state before? We’ve moved to different regions before.

Do you mind it when surveys ask you really personal questions? No. Isn’t that part of the point of surveys?

When was the last time you told someone you love them? Thursday or Friday I think, when Andi said it to me first and I said it back. I wasn’t having a good day and they were just looking out.

Which one would you like more: kiss on cheek / kiss on neck? Depends on my mood. Right now a kiss on the cheek sounds nice.

Does it bother you when people steal your stuff on MySpace? This never happened to me because I had Myspace for such a short time and I never caught it at its peak. Also, how do people steal your stuff over there? That’s pretty intriguing lmao

Do you have freckles? Do you like / dislike them? I don’t have any.

Who would you say is the best actor / or actress in your opinion? My biased ass would rally for Kate Winslet all the way, but some other great ones for me are Toni Collette, Emma Stone, Jodie Foster, and Natalie Portman.

How many times have you been drunk in your life? Many.

What would you do if the last person you kissed said they hated you? Be confused and ask them to give me a few concrete reasons. I don’t think too highly of myself, but I know I’ve never done anything to make me deserving of hate, especially with regard to us.

Do you ever think you might be pregnant? No, it has never been a worry of mine.

When was the last time you acted really immature? The weekend.

Do you enjoy watching comedies or horror movies more? Horror. I never watch comedies and the only subtype of it that I watch is romcom.

As a child, did you ever have an imaginary friend? Yeah but it lasted all of five minutes until I got bored with the concept.

Does anyone call you baby? Who would that be? No.

Can you rely on one or more people to take up for you? I have no idea what take up means. If this also means ‘stand up for me,’ then yeah I can.

[mishaandthebrits]

One more light

Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Your little coffee shop was buzzing with life as always during this part of the morning. The same customers would come in, get their usual orders which you always had ready for them already and occasionally tourists and other strangers would stumble in. Usually they stayed around for a bit, the tourists would drink a cup of tea or coffee and talk about what activities you could recommend. During a particularly quiet moment you went to go and get more milk from the fridge in the back when you heard the door bell ring singnalizing a new customer had set foot into the store.

“Good Morning! Im sorry, I was just in the back, what can I do for you?”, you asked smiling as the handsome stranger stood in front of you. His blonde locks were hanging in his face and he had a soft smile on his lips.

“An earl grey tea and a piece of chocolate cake please.”, he ordered after looking at the cake selection for a second. 

“That’s 3.20£ please and I’ll bring it up to your table in a moment.”, you nodded taking the money and then watching him sit down on a window seat facing the counter.

Humming along to the music you prepared the tea and placed the cake on a plate before carrying it out to his table.

“Here you go, bon Appetit. Should you need anything please don’t hesitate to ask.”, you smiled as you placed it down in front of him.

“I could use some company if you boss won’t mind?”, he asked with a tiny smile and you giggled.

“Considering I’m the boss I might have to ask myself that.”, you started before pretending to have a discussion with yourself for a second. When you finally sat down he laughed and held his hand out over the table.

“I’m Tom.”, he introduced himself and you shook his hand with a smile.

“Y/N.”, you replied and folded your hands in your lap.

“So this is your shop? It’s amazing, not too big, comfy and just the right amount of homey.”, he complimented making you blush slightly.

“And yet you’re here for the first time Mister.”, you chuckled softly and he soon joined.

“Well yes, I just got back from the states and when I left there was still a flower shop here, I have to say I prefer this though.”, he explained and you nodded ahead.

“Oh yes, Mister Cho’s flower shop, he went back to his hometown a few months ago and I was lucky enough the get the shop then. I didn’t mean to attack you though or anything!”, you apologized and Tom just smiled.

“Don’t worry about that, I knew how it was meant.”, he grinned then took a bite from the chocolate cake and a sigh immediately left his lips.

“Oh my… you have to tell me where you got this…”, he mumbled already taking the second bite.

“I made it? I bake everything I sell myself.”, you blushed yet again and he looked at you surprised when the door opened again to reveal Paul, a homeless you knew quite well by now.

“Good Morning Paul, the usual?”, you asked and mumbled a quickly “I’ll be back in a second” to Tom.

“Yes please Y/N.”, he nodded looking at Tom with a small smile and another nod.

“Here you go. If you need to warm up before your interview today, you know where to find me, okay?”, you spoke as you handed him the cup of tea he got every day.

He handed you the money but declined.

“It’s on me today Paul, as well as this. Good luck with your interview!”, you smiled and gave him a small bag filled with three cookies.

Thankful he smiled and thanked you again before leaving the shop with new energy.

“Where were we? Oh right, the baking! It’s a family receipt.”, you grinned sitting down opposite of Tom again who just looked at you in surprise.

“What? Do I have something in my face?”, you frowned touching your face trying to find whatever had shocked him like that.

“No no! I was just surprised… every store I’ve been to they kicked out every homeless person…”, he mumbled and you tilted your head.

“Oh no, why would they? They need to warm up, especially in winter! Paul has a job interview at a friends company today, so I hope he’s not much longer homeless.”, you explained smiling softly as you looked outside and watched the snow fall down silently.

“Not only incredibly beautiful, but also kind and a great baker… is there anything you can’t do?”, he asked after a moment of silence making you blush. Quickly you hid behind your hands and looked at the ground.

“A lot, believe me. Now, would you like another tea? It’s on the me because you just made my day.”, you offered and he blushed lightly.

“Oh, but should I invite you for a coffee or tea and not the other way around?”, he tilted his head smiling.

“Why would you?”, you frowned softly and he smiled even wider.

“Because I want to get to know you Y/N. Would you go on a date with me?”, he then properly asked and you nodded happily.

This actually was the first time someone directly asked you out and you couldn’t remember the last time you had gone on a date.

“I’d love that Tom, when and where?”, you questioned only to make him think for a moment.

“Tonight? After you close up here?”, he suggested and you shrugged.

“I’d have to change though.”, you replied only for him to shake his head.

“You don’t have to, you look amazing just the way you are right now. I will be here at 6 tonight then Y/N. I’m looking forward to seeing you again.”, he smiled as he got up before slightly bowing and kissing your hand.

“I’ll see you tonight Tom.”, you mumbled as he left and smiled.

Before you went to clean of his cup and dish you saw him turn around and smile back at you softly, with a wave he was gone in the snow though and you were alone again, this time with your excitement for the evening

[stormcrawler75]

For the Hero/villain ideas: Patton as a villain who is always willing to watch out for young heroes (capture instead of kill, give them snacks, etc.)

This is part 1! Here’s Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Virgil groaned as he woke up. His head was pounding and it felt like he had been run over by a truck. Several times. Virgil tried to move his hands up from his sides to cup his head but his hands only twitched in response. He forced his eyes open and looked down at himself. He was covered head to toe in bandages and was lying down on a large bed. He raised to his head.

His stomach dropped. This wasn’t his room.

That was when the memory from the night before hit him. He had been called by one of the older heroes, The Prince, to help out with a group of thugs that The Prince thought had been hired by one of the city’s villains. He had asked Virgil to take care of them while he went after the villain himself. 

Virgil had agreed. Even though he never handled the big name villains like the Prince, usually going after things that the big heroes didn’t have time for, but he wasn’t about to let these thugs walk around his neighbourhood and do whatever they wanted. 

He had thought that everything was going fine. It was a small group of people unloading boxes from vans. Virgil had recognized the logos on the boxes as Dr. Logic’s. A man that had a history of selling to villains. He hadn’t hesitated to attack. It had been an easy fight, Virgil disarming the grunts easily and knocking them out. But it had been a setup. The first box he had opened up had released a violent electric shock up his body that had sent Virgil to the ground. He didn’t remember anything else after that.

Whoever had been brought those boxes had known that a hero would be coming to stop them. And had decided to keep Virgil as a little prize.

Panic started to set in. What were they going to do to him? His mask was gone so they probably knew who he was and his powers weren’t responding. This was a nightmare.

Virgil had heard stories about villains did to heroes, had seen some of the Prince’s scars. He hadn’t thought he’d ever had to deal with that sort of thing. Virgil didn’t deal with villains, he dealt with street crimes. He never thought that a villain would be coming after him. He never should’ve taken this job, he was going to be killed, tortured, picked apart piece by piece. 

A whimper escaped Virgil when he heard a door creak open. He tried to steel himself for what he knew was coming next. He had to be strong, he had to be strong. Prince would come for him, he would. He just needed to hold out until then.

He looked around the room desperately for something that he could use to fight back but there was nothing. It was an empty room with only the bed Virgil was on, another door that had to hold something terrible in it, and a chair beside it to fill it. He tried to sit up but his muscles barely twitched. Had he been drugged? 

The door swung open and Virgil shrunk back into his bed. Be brave, be brave, be brave.

A man, short built with blond curly hair walked in with a covered tray in his hands. He was wearing khakis pants and a blue polo shirt with a grey sweater tied around his shoulders. He looked over at Virgil and smiled happily when he saw Virgil looking back at him. “You’re awake! Good morning, Shadow!”

Virgil clenched his jaw and stared defiantly back at him. He went through the list of villains in his head and tried to match this man to one of them but no one stood out in his mind as this man. Maybe another member of the villain’s crew?

“I’m glad you’re awake,” the man sighed. “I’m so sorry that this happened. I thought that it was going to be The Prince who would be going after my crew, not you. I should’ve known better than to think that, especially since you tend to look out for that side of the city.” He kicked the door closed behind him and set the tray down on the tray. 

“What’d you do to me?” Virgil asked. He cursed himself when he heard the waver in his voice, something that the man had picked up on, no doubt. 

The man smiled at him reassuringly. “Just a shot that’ll keep you from moving for a while. I couldn’t have you running around my home, now could I, kiddo?”

Virgil tensed up when the man walked over to the closet and start rummaging inside. He glanced over to the tray on the chair and tried to imagine what could be under it. What was this man going to do to him?”

The man turned around with a pile of blankets, something that made Virgil blink in confusion. He watched as the man laid blanket after blanket over him, tucking him in as he went. 

“My name’s Patton, by the way,” the man, Patton, chirped. “You’re gonna be here for a few days so I thought that I should tell you. It was going to get really awkward really quickly if I hadn’t. I wouldn’t want you to not know what to call me. So you can call me Patton, or whatever makes you comfortable.”

Virgil asked hesitantly, “And what does your boss call you?”

Patton paused in his task and stared at Virgil. Slowly, a smile grew on his lips and a bubbly laugh came out of him. “Oh, oh kiddo!” He shook his head in amusement. “I think you got me mistaken for someone else. I know that I don’t get out much and there aren’t many pictures taken of me so maybe I shouldn’t be surprised that you don’t know you I am.”

He leaned over and brushed Virgil’s bangs out of his eyes. “I think you’ll know the name ‘Heart’ better than Patton.”

Virgil’s breath hitched. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. 

It wasn’t his luck that he had been caught by a bad guy. He had to be caught by the bad guy. The big one.

Heart was known by everyone. He was an Empath and one of the villains that every Hero knew to be on the lookout for. He was the villain that seemed to have a hand in everything that happened in the city. The real-life boogieman parents warned their kids about.

And now Virgil was his prisoner.

“No need to be scared, kiddo,” Patton cooed. “I know I have a bit of a reputation among Heroes but I’d never hurt a young one. You’re only fourteen, aren’t you?”

“How do you know that?” Virgil asked, fear rising. He was trembling, shaking now. Any chance of staying strong was slipping through his fingers and he wasn’t sure that he’d be able to handle it if  Patton started anything.

“I did some digging when my crew brought you in!” Patton sat on the edge of his bed and patted his limp hand. “Virgil Shae, fourteen years old, lives at the city’s Orphanage and is a freshman in High School. You got some cool powers there, kiddo, they’re really something else. You do great work with them!” He leaned over to the tray and uncovered it, placing the dome on the floor. On the tray, was a plate of orange slices and a cup of apple juice with a bendy straw bobbing inside. 

Confusion replaced his fear and Virgil could only stare at the plate in bemusement. Was the juice laced with something? Was Patton just playing with him? “What are you playing at?” He asked with an edge in his voice. “When are you going to drop this act and start it?”

“It?” Patton cocked his head. “Kiddo, I think you’re confused. I’m not going to hurt you. You’re just gonna stay here for a few days while I wait for Prince to show his head.” He picked up an orange slice and popped it in his mouth. “I took another young Hero a few months ago. He was poking around one of my operations. I think his name’s Sleep. Did I hurt him?”

Virgil thought back to the story that Sleep had told him about his brief time as a prisoner of Heart. He hadn’t been hurt at all. Kept in a room with plenty of books and a Gameboy to keep him entertained. A minion would give him a plate of food every few hours and he was released after a few days. Sleep didn’t say much about it but was insistent on the fact that Heart had never touched him. Not once. He shook his head.

“See! I promise you’re safe.” Patton grinned and held an orange slice to Virgil’s lips. “Now, you haven’t eaten for a whole day now and you need to get something in your stomach. Eat.”

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“I’m telling you, Prince,” Virgil said in a bored voice. “No matter how many times you ask, the answer won’t change. He didn’t hurt me. I was drugged up for a few hours and I wasn’t able to move much or use my powers. The muscle thing wore off though and I was fine. I was given food and wasn’t touched.” He shrugged. “Heart gave me a DS to play around with.”

“What?!” Sleep crossed his arms petulantly. He was sitting on the edge of roof him, Virgil, and The Prince was standing on. Virgil was sitting a few meters away from him and Prince was pacing between them anxiously. “That just ain’t fair, gurl. He only gave me a Gameboy.”

“Sucks to be you,” Virgil drawled. Remy flipped him the bird in reply.

Prince stepped between them. “That’s enough. Now, are you sure he didn’t hurt you, Vee? You said he knew your name?”

Virgil nodded. “Yeah, knew a lot about me. Knew where I live too.”

Prince sighed and shook his head. “That’s not good. He has both of your names now. Okay, I’m not taking any risks. I let you go back home, Rem, but now? You’re both relocating to my HQ. We need to keep you both safe. We might have to get you guys new IDs. This is such a mess.”

“He’s not that bad,” Virgil shrugged. “He seemed to like us, at least.”

Remy nodded. “Maybe he just doesn’t like you, Princey.”

Prince gasped dramatically and clasped his hands to his chest. “Everyone likes me! Heart just doesn’t appreciate my witty banter, that’s all!”

Virgil rolled his eyes and stood up. “Whatever, Princey. Now, are you gonna show us our new digs or not? I’m hungry. Patton might be nice but he didn’t give me many snacks except for orange slices.”

Remy grinned at him. “Sucks to be you. He gave me some pineapple.”

“What?! Lucky jerk!”

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Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: Y/N can be ...difficult at times, but Tom just can’t seem to let her go.

Warning: Angst, fighting, cursing, toxic relationship, y/n is the bad guy in this scenario.

Word count: 971 

A/N: So I haven’t written anything in a long time but I got inspired by the song teeth by 5sos (go give it a listen if you haven’t heard it!) so I decided to try my hand at writing again. It’s short and idk how to feel about it but oh well. Also, idk if the read more option will work, so if it doesn’t im sorry.

Tom was so frustrated, he could scream. He couldn’t believe how unreasonable you were being. Who cares that he went out with his friends and ended up talking with a girl? That’s all it was. Not flirting or anything of the sort, just a simple conversation with someone who happened to be a woman. Just because the woman started flirting with him doesn’t mean he had done it back. He’d never do anything to betray your trust that way; he couldn’t stand to even think about it. He loved you too much.

But you weren’t listening to him. You had, for some reason, gotten it in your head that he was trying to cheat. 

You had been waiting up for him when he had gotten home, which was odd because you normally went to bed without him if he was out late. He’d gone to kiss your cheek, but you moved your head just enough to make him miss. He decided to shrug it off.

“Hey love, what are you doin’ up? I expected you to be asleep by now.” He’d moved to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, preparing himself to listen to what was keeping you up. He hadn’t been expecting the next words that came out of your mouth.

“Oh, ya know, just making sure my boyfriend came home instead of staying the night with the girl he met at a bar.” Your voice was calm, but Tom could see the fire in your eyes. He’d sighed heavily. There was going to be a fight, and it wasn’t going to be pretty.

The argument had been going on for almost an hour, which left Tom where he was now: Frustrated beyond belief, ready to pull his hair out. He couldn’t understand why you couldn’t just let it go.

“We can’t keep having this fight, Y/N! I’ve told you over and over. Just because I talk to girls when I’m out with Haz and everyone else doesn’t mean I’m trying to hook up with them!”

“Can you really blame me for being suspicious? It seems like every single time you go out, there are new pictures with new girls show up the next morning! Do you understand why that might be concerning, Tom?” Your temper had mellowed out a bit earlier, but Tom could tell it was rising again.

“They’re just pictures of me standing next to girls! I’m never even touching them. Hell, I’m barely within speaking distance of them. Do you want to know why? Because I don’t want them!” He threw his hands up in exasperation before continuing, “If you’d stop being so damn insecure all the time, maybe you’d realize that I don’t give a fuck about any of them!” He hadn’t been anticipating yelling at you, but his voice continued to get louder as his rant went on. He didn’t like yelling, he always preferred to be the calm one during your fights. But god, he was so tired of arguing.

The two of you used to never argue. For the first year of your relationship, you almost never got angry with each other and if you did, you both just went silent until one decided to apologize (which was usually just a few hours later). In the last 6 months, however, you had begun fighting a lot more, and the hollering and screaming normally lasted well into the early hours of the morning. It was exhausting. 

“I can’t listen to your bullshit anymore, Tom. I know you’re trying to sleep around, why won’t you just admit it? Besides, it’s not like you’re actually going to get with those girls anyway.” You muttered the last part under your breath, too low for Tom to hear, before you let out a heavy sigh and bent down to slip on your shoes. Tom’s rage began to peak once more.

“You can’t just leave in the middle of a fight, we haven’t solved anything yet!” He couldn’t believe you were about to walk out the door before either of you could try to patch things up. 

You gave him a look, a look that he refers to as your ‘Death Glare’, before speaking again. “Nothing is getting fixed tonight, obviously. I’m going to a hotel tonight, don’t wait up.”

Without another word, you grabbed your purse and walked out the door, leaving Tom in the big apartment all alone. Tom flopped onto the couch, put his hands over his face, and groaned loudly. You were so fucking stubborn sometimes. To Tom, it felt like you couldn’t stand him when you fought. Something took over when you were screaming at each other; it was like you were a completely different person. 

Tom sighed before moving to lay face down on the couch. It was times like these that made him wonder why he had a ring sitting in the back of one of his dresser drawers. He wondered if maybe Haz was right, maybe he should break up with you. Why hadn’t he done it already. He knew why, though, and was embarrassed to admit it out loud. No amount of fighting would make him leave you. No matter what names you called him, no matter how often you left in the middle of a fight, he’s still going to do anything in his power to make you happy.

Which is why, when you come home the next morning and give him an empty apology, he happily welcomes you back with open arms. You’re so beautiful and he was so lucky that you never left him for long; he often had to remind himself of this when you come home after being gone for hours. And when you suggest going to the bedroom to make up after last night, well, how could he say no? 

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The Climax (Ch 2)

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Fandom: Sanders’ Sides

Pairing: Moxiety

Tags/Warnings: discussion of rape, depressed character, depression behavior, self-deprecating/self-hate, mentions of a character refusing to eat, slight guilt-tripping

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Virgil had held Roman’s hand as he gave a statement to the blank-faced cop, eyes locked on the faux-wood table. After fingerprinting and DNA collection, they asked if they could do a rape kit. Virgil only agreed to it once they reassured him Roman could stay in the room, and he’d hiccupped and sobbed into Roman’s shoulder as clinical hands collected evidence, Roman shushing him softly and petting his back. Once that was done, they asked to take his clothes and offered MDPD sweats for him to wear home. Virgil changed into the soft, loose clothes and left with Roman, gripping his hand.

Virgil refused to get out of the car when Roman drove him back to the apartment. Roman supposed that was a stupid move on his part and started driving to his place without another word, turning on the radio to break the silence.

“Hey, Roman,” Virgil mutters. Roman glances at him out of the corner of his eye and hums questioningly. “Do you think… You think Pat’s gonna break up with me?”

Roman actually looks at Virgil at that with a bewildered expression. “Why would you think that? He loves you! Once he hears what really happened, I’m sure he’ll take everything back.”

Virgil shrugs limply, looking out the window. “I let him do it again. I cheated on him. I’m tainted.”

Roman purses his lips and pulls over, putting the car in park and turning fully to face Virgil. “Virgil, look at me.” Virgil turns his head to look at Roman, looking tired and defeated. It made Roman’s heart clench. “You did not cheat on Patton. You were raped. None of this is your fault, and if Patton ever holds this against you I’ll kick his ass. Not that I think he ever would.”

Virgil just sighs and goes back to looking out the window.

Roman fluffs the pillow one more time, smiling down at his work. Unlike Patton and Virgil he couldn’t afford a two-bedroom apartment, so Roman had set him up on the couch, complete with bed sheets, a blanket, and his softest pillow. He smiles and turns to Virgil, who’d been standing in the entrance to the kitchen with a mug of tea while he worked. “What do you think? Not too shabby, huh?” He grins. When Virgil doesn’t immediately respond, his smile fades. “Virge? You okay?”

Virgil gnaws on his lip, looking anywhere but Roman as he asks quietly, “Can I… Sleep with you? Don’t wanna be alone…” Roman’s heart clenches. He’d thought Virgil would feel uncomfortable laying next to someone else after what happened, but he forgot that Virgil had basically just ended things with Patton, too. Of course he would want to be close to someone. And Roman was all he had, at least until this was all sorted out.

“Of course, V.”

Roman doesn’t bother fixing the couch, instead making sure Virgil’s done with his tea before lightly dragging him to bed and curling up next to him. He smiles softly as Virgil wraps his arms around Roman and closes his eyes, falling asleep soon after.

Roman wouldn’t be so lucky, his mind working furiously on how to fix this before it gave in and mercifully let him sleep.

That had been nearly a month and a half ago. Virgil was still living with Roman, and with each week that passed more of his things were integrated into the apartment. Patton had proven nearly impossible to get ahold of, but Roman was sure he was staying with Logan; when he went to get more of Virgil’s things, he’d notice some of Patton’s missing as well. No matter when he called or how many times he did, Patton refused to answer. Logan would, of course, but if asked about Patton he would simply say “That is not my business to divulge” and hang up. It was beyond frustrating.

Virgil had barely left bed the entire time he’d been staying with Roman. On a good day, Roman could get him to spend a couple hours on the couch watching a movie, or get him to sit on the little patio connected to his apartment. Though, on the bad days (which greatly outnumbered the good ones), he would only get out of bed to go to the bathroom, and sometimes to eat. That in itself was a battle. Sometimes he just didn’t care, sometimes he didn’t have the energy to, and sometimes he thought he didn’t deserve to eat Roman’s food.

Roman was at his wit’s end. It was breaking his heart seeing Virgil like this, and he was beginning to fear for his health. The weight loss was visible now, Virgil’s cheeks hollowing out a little, his hands a bit more bony. Roman was sure he was weeks if not days away from hair loss, and Virgil didn’t even seem to care.

After the second week, Roman had gently recommended that Virgil sleep on the couch if only for a change of scenery, and Virgil had become nearly inconsolable, gasping and sobbing that he was disgusting, even his friend couldn’t stand to be around him anymore, he was useless, ugly, worthless. Roman had nearly cried hearing what Virgil said about himself, spending nearly two hours talking Virgil down and apologizing. He hasn’t broached the topic since.

Roman thought about all this as he got dressed, pulling his shoes on with a sigh and pocketing his wallet and keys. He slips into his room, pressing a soft kiss to Virgil’s hair. Virgil’s eyes flutter open and Roman smiles at him kindly. “Gonna run to Starbucks. Want anything?” Virgil seemed to think about it for a moment, Roman holding his breath.

“... Hot chocolate?”

Roman beams. Virgil hasn’t wanted to eat or drink anything besides water in days. “You got it. Back in a bit.” He gives Virgil another head kiss and slips out of the room, humming to himself as he makes his way out of the apartment and to his car. As he drove, he continued to think. If he could just see Patton in person, he could explain everything and Patton and Virgil could talk it out! The trick was finding Patton, or getting him to go somewhere when he wouldn’t even answer the phone.

Roman parks outside the Starbucks and gets out, heading inside. He orders a tall non-fat vente latte with extra whip and Virgil’s hot chocolate, then stands to the side. He looks around, admiring the decorations on the walls.

And then he sees them.

Roman thanks whatever deity is out there looking out for him as he marches up to Logan and Patton’s table. He slaps his palms down on the wood, looking right at Patton, feeling a sense of satisfaction as Patton looks up and his smile dies. Logan watches with a raised eyebrow; truthfully, he’d been thinking a confrontation was overdue.

“Why won’t you answer our calls?”

“W-well, I-”

“You know Virgil’s barely left my bed? He also barely eats. He thinks he doesn’t deserve to.”

An unreadable look crosses Patton’s face. “But I-”

“You didn’t even wait for him to explain! You just left him there, alone , after he was raped!”

The words are out of his throat before he even realizes he’s said them. Roman’s eyes widen and he looks around the small shop, most of the chatter dieing down. Oh, screw them, they don’t matter right now. Roman turns back to Patton.

Patton’s face is pale as a sheet, his eyes wide, hands slack around his coffee cup. His voice is barely more than a whisper as he asks, “What?”

Logan sighs, motioning to the chair in front of Roman. “You might as well sit down.” Roman nods, pulling out the chair and sitting down. Normally, he’d say it wasn’t his place to share this story, but they needed to hear it and Virgil wasn’t going to say anything. He sighs, beginning his recount of that day a month and a half ago.

Tears are streaming down Patton’s face. Some of the anger Roman’s felt since that day ebs away, knowing Patton regrets everything he said and did. He stands up when his name is called. “Look, I’m really sorry to just leave like this, but V wanted hot chocolate and right now, nothing else matters more to me. Text me later if you still wanna talk.”

Logan nods in understanding as Patton wipes his eyes. “Thank you, Roman. We’ll be in touch.”

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[megalony]

Liar- Part 10

Another part of my latest Roger Taylor series, thank you to everyone for the lovely feedback.

Warning: Mentions of rape and assault.

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John watched with eyes burning like a wildfire as the redhead scanned her eyes around for nothing in particular. Her matching lipstick smearing over her lips that she was pressing together as she wandered over to the familiar matching red sofa pressed against the wall. Her arm splayed out over the back of the seat as she very neatly folded one leg over the other. Head cocking to the side in question as she waited for John to speak.

There was no guessing between them or confusion. When the bassist had rung her number he had found in Brian's possession they both knew he was ringing because of what he had witnessed. John wasn't friends with her. He thought Roger was friends with her, Freddie and John simply acknowledged her and spoke to her briefly from time to time. They were not close enough to ring up for a chat or ask to come round. The only reason he could have called and told her to meet him at the studio was for him to talk about what she had done to one of his closest friends.

Their eyes never lost contact as John sat down in the swivel chair behind him, making sure there was ample distance between them, not wanting to be close to the monster sitting in front of him.

Unlike Brian, there was no doubt in John's mind about what Sarah had done. He knew Roger and he knew him well enough to say without a doubt that he would not lie about something as serious as this. John didn't know Sarah but he saw how clingy she was with Roger and how the drummer never reciprocated that closeness. He was polite but never seemed to agree with how close she sat next to him or how she clung to his arm. John wasn't letting this go so easily because it wasn't fair.

Roger had given up and that was never an easy thing for anyone to do. He could have gone to the police, he had the boys as witnesses to what Sarah had done but he didn't. Roger didn't try anymore to make Brian believe the truth, he didn't go and confront Sarah or try and make her see reason. Roger didn't try and back down to let Brian have his way and think that Sarah was good and not the vision of evil. He simply gave up. Roger had told them in no unspoken terms that he was not going back to the studio and he didn't want to be in the band, at least not for now. He had stuck to his word and cut off contact with Brian and he wasn't letting John or Freddie get within distance of him, wanting to be on his own.

John was not allowing this to be the ways things were from now on so he was taking matters into his own hands to change it.

"So, why am I here? Where are the others?" Sarah seemed to sigh the words, wanting to be put out of her misery although she didn't seem that concerned with why John wanted to talk to her. He couldn't work out if this was some kind of smokescreen she was putting up but it didn't really matter.

"I don't know. Roger quit because of what you did, Brian refuses to talk to us and Fred... I don't even know."

It had been two weeks since Roger's assault and Freddie and John had been talking. They leased the studio for a few months at a time to work on albums but they needed to decide whether to cut the lease so others could use the studio or if they should keep it going in case things changed. Brian wasn't talking to any of them at the moment and Roger was shutting them out. A phone call here and there was all they could get from the drummer who wouldn't even answer the door when John and Freddie turned up. Things needed to change.

"What I did? You mean when you and Fred walked in on us together?" Something seemed to flicker in her orbs that were almost black in colour. Almost as if she was angered that John gave no reaction at all to her words, in fact his lips seemed to curve into the slightest of smiles at seeing she was that desperate for an excuse she used that. John was not nearly as gullible as she seemed to think. He had seen what happened and he had heard the screams and sobs, he saw her running out in a hurry because she had been caught. No way was that anything innocent and nothing she said would change what she did.

"Is that what you're going to tell the police?"

Suddenly her demeanour changed. Her leg was no longer crossed over the other, both feet were now planted firmly on the floor as her back clicked into place with how quickly she sat up. Her hands gripping the edge of the sofa beneath her instead of lounging on the back of the seat that made her look so casual, so flirtatious without even trying.

Her eyes narrowed as her chin tilted down when John didn't suddenly say he was joking. His arms folded across his chest as he leaned back in the seat, it was his turn to take the upper hand.

"Excuse me?"

"I assume that when me and Fred testify to what Roger tells them, you'll be forced to lie. Oh, he didn't tell you?" A small chuckle passed through John's lips that he tried his best not to make sound forced. This was a long shot by far, it was so long he couldn't even see the target he was aiming for. He didn't know anything about Sarah. She could be as hard as nails and not give in to threats or deals or anything of the sort. She could tell John to do his worst here and this wouldn't work. "Roger has witnesses this time, he wants to go to the police."

Roger wanted nothing of the sort. Witnesses didn't make a difference to his case because he had no other evidence and she hadn't raped him. Rape cases had a 6% conviction rate so sexual assault wasn't going to have very high chances either. There was no point other than to prolong the torture Roger had been through and he wasn't going to do that.

"To tell them what? He cheated on his girlfriend?" There it was. The wobble in her voice that was unmistakable.

Sarah had gotten lucky the past two times she hurt Roger and all the assaults in between. He had never gone to the police because he had a very big lack of evidence and was too afraid to speak out about what he had gone through. He would rather bottle it up but even then Sarah had been cautious. She had drifted from Brian for a few days and hadn't been seen around much because Roger could have spoken out. He could have gone straight to Brian, he could have gone to the police or to Freddie or any number of his friends or family. Once she realised he hadn't and he wouldn't, she had a clear path to carry on with what she was doing.

She hadn't been so careful this time, she hadn't thought about one of the boys walking in and catching what she was trying to do. Roger had them as witnesses and they knew what they saw and the state their drummer had been in. No one could believe it had been an affair when Roger had scratches, bruises, split knuckles and a bleeding nose. That wasn't something that would happen between lovers, that was an abuser trying her luck with her victim and they all knew it.

"Attempted rape doesn't count as the victim cheating. You don't have to pretend with me, Roger told us everything. We know all you did to him and if he's still serious about going to the police, then we'll go with him and testify against you. He might not though, if you admit to Brian what you did and own up to it in front of Roger he won't take it any further." This was the deal John wanted. This was what they all needed. Sarah would be doing no harm to anyone and it wouldn't put her out of her way if she finally admitted to Roger that she knew what she had done to him was wrong and owned up to that.

It hurt the drummer more than words could ever express each time she acted like she hadn't attacked and brutally assaulted him twice. When he fired back at her and she simply said it was consensual or acted like it never happened Roger died a little inside. It would do nothing to her for her to admit to his face she knew what she had done. Roger wanted that for some kind of closure that he hadn't gotten for ten years.

Admitting everything to Brian wouldn't harm her either, only her relationship with her brother. Brian needed to hear it from her lips so that he could believe Roger and they could try and move past this.

When John watched her eyes flickering to the tape behind him he gestured to the light beside it which was not red. He motioned to the plug sockets beneath the counters to show that they were not even turned on at the wall meaning she was not being recorded. John didn't want that, a confession wouldn't do much if Roger didn't want to go to the police or try and take Sarah to court for what happened ten years ago and then two weeks ago. John didn't want that, he wanted her to apologise and own up to what she did.

"I'm not recording your confession. Check for yourself, it's all turned off. A confession isn't what I'm asking for, I want you to admit what you did to me and then you can admit what you did to Brian so Roger can finally hear you say what you did. You owe them both that much at least."

John watched her get to her feet, eyes scanning over the equipment behind him as she processed what he had just said. He wasn't asking her to confess to the police. He wasn't trying to record a confession, he wasn't asking her to ruin her life or do anything that would disrupt her life like she had done to Roger. She had not and would not be going through any trauma. She would only be admitting to the crimes they all knew she had committed so Roger could gain some kind of closure and Brian could know the truth. That was not a hard thing for her to do. Nothing she had done had been hard on her.

"You want me to admit I tried it on with Rog the other week? Fine, maybe he wasn't as into it as he was years ago, I'm sorry-"

"I don't think pinning him to the carpet and ignoring his screams counts as 'trying it on'. You're five years older than him, right?" She was trying to confess to the wrong person, whatever she said would make no difference in John's life because he was not affected by her. He hadn't been attacked by Sarah, she had not raped him and she was not his sister. John didn't feel afraid of her like Roger did because of her assaults, he didn't feel the need to defend her like Brian because she wasn't his sibling. This was for them not for him.

"Yes, why?" Her response was pushed through gritted teeth, biting through the air as she sat down on the counter. Watching John stand from his seat so he could have that bit of height over her.

"You raped a nineteen-year-old who was still studying in university at the time, a boy five years younger than you who had much less experience with relationships than you probably did. You didn't even stop at that, you did that to him twice when he was so young and because he's a guy he felt trapped and unable to talk to anyone. You forced a teenager to hide away and let his attacker continue to assault him and you think that's fine? Do you think it's fine to take something from Roger like that? You don't own him, you don't hold the rights to his body and you don't get to take part of him away, try and do it again years later and then have the nerve to act like you're not in the wrong."

When John was that age he didn't have much experience with women and he guessed Roger didn't either. She was five years his senior, Sarah had been in her mid-twenties when Roger hadn't even gotten out of his teens, of course she was going to have more experience with sex and relationships than Roger. That had been used to her advantage as she took a part of Roger away when she did that to him twice. He was a young impressionable boy and the impression Roger got was that she was older, she had done that and she got to keep doing that to him because he was a boy and she was a girl.

Roger was left scarred with the impression he couldn't speak out about it and as if it was his fault because she didn't take the blame for something that was entirely her fault.

John felt his hands closing into fists at his sides as Sarah looked down to her feet, some kind of emotion in her eyes that showed his words had hit home for her. He needed her to see that Roger was not her property, she couldn't rape him, leave him alone for ten years and then saunter back into his world and try and do that again. She couldn't break the ground he stood on because she thought she had the right and she certainly couldn't act like this was not her fault.

"We hooked up for two months before that! He didn't mind fucking with me then but that one night I kissed him and that was fine and then he got pissy about going further like we'd never done that before. He didn't want a relationship he wanted sex and-"

"And then he said no." John finished for her, slightly surprised when she didn't backfire against his remark.

Roger held the right to stop their hookups whenever he wanted and if he didn't want to have sex then he had the option to say no, Sarah held no rights to take that option from him like he didn't deserve it. Hooking up with her before gave her no rights to think that anytime she wanted to have sex with him he would be perfectly fine with it. John couldn't figure out of she knew forcing Roger was wrong or if she seemed to think that it was okay because they had been together before.

If she thought any part of this was okay then she was even more warped than John first thought.

"You did that to him twice because you thought you held that right over him. Do you not see how that makes him feel?" If she acted like this for much longer, anytime Roger saw her he would come to be under the impression she was going to hurt him again and he wouldn't feel able to do anything about it.

"That was ten years ago-"

"If I cut off your hand today and never said sorry there would still be part of you missing in ten years. You took Roger's consent away from him twice and you did that again two weeks ago, the time makes no difference because you still raped him." Time didn't take away what she did. She took part of Roger away and she ignored him when he said no, that didn't change because she tried to forget about it years later. She attacked Roger two weeks ago and that didn't become erased from history because it had been and gone. Sarah abused him and showed no remorse and didn't act sorry. She didn't ask if he was okay after she hurt him, she didn't apologise or say it would never happen again. She either walked away after she had raped him or she tried to stay and antagonise him to the point they both got hurt.

"Alright! Where the hell is he? I'll say sorry, okay? There. Bring him here and you can watch me say sorry because I did force him to have sex with me, alright? I'll say sorry but I'm not having this conversation with Brian, take it or go to the police I don't care. They won't do anything anyway."

Her words bounced around the soundproof walls as she lashed out, the heel of her shoe connecting to the chair John had previously been sitting on causing it to fly and hit the counter behind it. Her red hair seemed to become unstuck from its perfect style. Instead of all the strands connecting together and framing nicely around her features, her hair split into clumps. Strands gathered here, there and everywhere as a few hung in front of her eyes. Eyes which were darkening in colour as her chest heaved from the sudden outburst. The red lipstick was now smeared above and below her lips, her tongue having swiped most of it away out of nervous habit.

Her apologising wouldn't do anything for her and she doubted it would do anything for Roger either but she was sick of John doing this. She didn't want this conversation anymore and even if he went to the police they couldn't do very much. It had been two weeks now, they stood more chance of getting her convicted if they went to the police straight away.

"Thank you, but I've got what I asked you here for."

John's head turned to the right when she looked at him questioningly. He had gone through all of that speech to convince her to agree and now he was saying no. What the hell was he on about?

No voices were raised in that moment. No tempers flared and no opinions were spoken louder to try and gain more value over the other. A thick tension swallowed them up like a fog clouding their vision when Sarah looked to her left, wondering what was going on. Her question being answered when she looked to the person standing at the end of the corridor leading from the control room to the small kitchen.

Brian.

[getawayky13]

Happy New Me.

This post is real. It’s my life and everything that 2019 was. It’s not over yet but it’s already been a crazy year and I wanted to share. There are names of people from my life in here. I love everyone all my friends, I’m so lucky.

Usually when I write these posts I write them on New Years Eve. It’s a reflection of the year and what I’ve learned and where I’m at in life. Well this year, I started writing my reflection mid-July. Maybe by the time you read all of this you’ll understand, that when something happens the only way to remember it correctly is to write about it as you’re going through it, and that’s what I’m doing this year.

Remembering things correctly....

I remember that the start of the year was good. I went to Florida in February and got to get away from the cold Midwest winter for a week. Even planned a trip to Mexico in March or April for September, it looked to be a great year!

May 31st is a day to remember. I had gotten a phone call that had resulted in pure heartbreak. Roughly 3.5 years of my life had been, lessons learned but nothing short of wasted. Many missed opportunities had flown by because I put myself on hold for him. It was the worst feelings and the overall agony of having to deal with the aftermath. It was also the most freeing day of my life, I no longer had to pretend to be someone I wasn’t for people who probably never really cared that much anyways. It also amazes me the amount of information you find out when it’s all said and done. Being lied to for so long really hurts, the whole thing really hurt. As Taylor Swift once said “I’m not your princess, this ain’t a fairytale, Im gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well” You know I won’t go into anymore detail, because it’s not worth it anymore, but it never really was, huh? But enough of that.

June was another rough month, we lost our dog Marley to a tumor. Marley was the best dog anybody could’ve asked for. She cuddled, gave hugs, made us laugh, and she was the selfie queen. She was my best friend! Losing her was another blow to the heart. Although we lost Mar, we gained Mag. Mag has some of the same characteristics as Marley and she fills the void. ❤️

June, July, and August were months of finding myself again, and reconnecting with old friends. I had connected with people I haven’t talked to since sophomore/junior year of high school.

I finally did some fun summer things, went on a wave runner, stayed out till 3am multiple times, went to six flags, maybe even had a little too much to drink once or twice.

In June I got 3 tattoos. I got the Chicago skyline on my forearm because Chicago is my favorite city, I love the lake, the parks, the excitement! I got a lotus flower with the quote “life is tough my darling, but so are you” as the stem on my collarbone because well life is tough and sometimes you gotta show it whose boss. And I got the sun and the moon on my back because well to be honest I thought it looked cool. In July I made the decision to move away from Lowell. I wanted to move to Indianapolis, so that’s what I did. Summer ‘19 was one for the books the summer I truly figured myself out!

August was great too specifically because Lover came out and Taylor Swift ALWAYS knows how to help. Who knew that “Death by a Thousand Cuts” would describe my broken relationship perfectly. Who knew that even though I wasn’t in love anymore “Lover” would still give me hope that someday I’ll find a man, and I want to have a love as strong as the one described in “Lover” who knew that “cruel summer” would be so relatable, I mean “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you” and “I scream, for whatever it’s worth, I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?” I absolutely love, lover, and Taylor’s music ALWAYS helps, during happy and sad times.

Thanks to Frankie and Jordyn for being there as soon as my heart broke, you’re both really great friends and I appreciate everything you did for me! Now that I’m all better we all have to go to Chicago again just for old times sake, plus I’m well rested now, unlike last time.

Then Nick for being such a great reconnection!. No matter how long we don’t talk for, we always come back, now that we’re older it’s better I think. We’ve had some really great times, I didn’t want the summer to end! I’m glad that we still live pretty close to each other so we can still hang out sometimes!

Remember those reconnections I mentioned? Kyleigh, Sarah, Cameron, and Jordan I even made a new friends Meghann and Omar! Thanks for being great friends all summer!! Y’all helped me more than you’ll ever know and I appreciate all of you!

Now it’s September, summer is ending, but the fun continued. I got another tattoo three hearts for my sisters and I. I saw the JONAS BROTHERS for the first time in 6 years which was seriously so amazing!!! I forgot how much fun it is screaming SOS and burning up with them! I officially moved to Indianapolis in September, and instead of going to Mexico like I mentioned earlier, I left for California for 10 days. I got to meet my west coast family for the first time, and that was sooooo much fun! We had a great time getting to know each other and piecing things together family wise! We also had fun exploring San Francisco! I already can’t wait to go back there. Jenna thanks for having us! And Kyleigh thanks for going with and hanging out! I also got a tattoo while I was in California too. It’s an airplane with the quote “I’ve got the world to go” y’all I LOVE traveling. The jet lag killed me for a long time after we got back 😭

October is here and I feel okay. I’m full blown living in Indy now. I have an interview for a second job, I also applied for an internship in California so we’ll see what happens. I might be in Canada for new year’s so that extremely exciting! I passed both my A term classes with “A’s” so my GPA got a boost and my confidence did cause I had so much going on during a term yet I still pulled off good grades!

November is next and I will keep you updated.

[nikatyler]

Last replies before I move to my dorm tomorrow! Prague, here I come. 

I’m in this weird state of freaking out and being calm at the same time. It’s hard to explain. It’s very different from how I felt the day before starting high school, I remember crying about how badly I don’t want to go there. As for today, I’m actually looking forward to the classes. Especially the history ones. Oh my god, and I’ll see my new friends again on Thursday! Maybe even tomorrow, but I’m not counting on that. I’m so exciteeeeed.

I don’t think I can give you any updates on my sims saves at the moment. I played a bit of Roses (finally!), a bit of my Realm of Magic save, a little bit of NSB...but mostly I just recoloured stuff. I’ll release it for simblreen I think, even though it’s not Halloween themed at all. For one of the tops I’ve even taken the preview pictures and the only “spooky” thing about them is that they were taken in Forgotten Hollow. But oh well. I mean, at least you’ll be able to use my simblreen treats all year!

elisabettasims replied to your photo “So basically, I’ve come to conclusion that high free will is broken in...”

Something I had to do in TS3 when I attempted something like this was remove almost EVERYTHING that was fun to get them to socialize at ALL. Because they would rather do something fun than talk. Before that, I would manually tank their social so they would have a NEED to talk. Yeah, it's kind of cheaty but, jeeeeesh.

Here’s a tiny spoiler: I moved the whole BC household to Twinbrook, which is most definitely smaller than St Claire (and, being an EA world, it has to be somewhat optimalized to run on all PCs I believe)...and suddenly my high free will is working, there are interactions between the sims...I love that! Wish I had realized that earlier though, it could’ve made the BC more interesting. Oh well, it was a learning experience. I might do another BC in the future. Keyword might. It definitely won’t happen next month.

poisonfireleafs replied to your post “You would think that signing up for classes is no big deal...but the...”

I'm almost done with my studies, but I really know this feeling

plumbobhart replied to your post “You would think that signing up for classes is no big deal...but the...”

im at the end of my uni studies and i still get anxious about signing up for classes D:

plumbobhart replied to your post “Phew, that was fast! The best times were gone in less than five...”

that sounds horrifying. my university is so small that some courses are self study cause it's very possible you're the only one taking it (love that). i'm taking a course in chinese though, and we're over 40 ppl on the course and it's kinda terrifying.

I’m going to the oldest and I think the biggest university in my country, so yeah, so far quite a lot of my experiences have been terrifying because there’s just SO MANY PEOPLE EVERYWHERE. I signed up for an optional class today though, and so far there’s six of us. But for the other ones, there’s about 20-40 students in every group, and then there’s one lecture where there’ll be 250 students. It IS scary.

1o8percent replied to your photoset “Glimmerbrook Home I know, I know. Not the most creative name but hey,...”

I love it!

Thank you! I really like it too. It’s not too complicated because I just wanted to play the game.

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Tao: “This is getting more fun with every second.” Annemarie: “I...”

I miss the TS2 days when your neighbor would come yell at you for peeking in their windows.

They would WHAAAAT? That’s so funny! Wow, I really should give TS2 another try, every time I hear about these little things I’m so amazed.

tashsim replied to your post “�� yeah!”

hah, no idea

Yup, that was the point haha!

toxoplasmajuice replied to your photo “Maybe my high free will isn’t as broken as I thought it was. I...”

ur doing great sweetie

lbr that would be me if I ever entered a BC

swinging outside while everyone else is socializing

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “So what exactly is happening here? Tao is flirting with Hannah and...”

They are just exploring their options in case they get eliminated XD

I’m not surprised...but in front of the bachelorette? The girl they’re fighting for? Ruuude

1o8percent replied to your post Closing ts3 now because I need to take some pictures in ts4...in the...”

From your NSB I like Valentine. As for your Rose legacy I’ve always liked Reagan and Sammy from your current generation.

Aww yeah, they’re my, let’s say, secondary faves too!

Secondary faves sounds so sad tho

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Scarlett: “Why did you do that? Of course we’re not supposed to do it...”

It was expectable... Especially from such sim. I actually feel sorry for her - she isn't that lucky so far... Except for winning a challenge but it didn't save her from a further failure...

I felt so bad when I rolled the dice and had to pick this interaction. But also, I was curious. Maybe it would work out. Well, it didn’t, and then I felt twice as bad.

lilleputtu replied to your photo “The title for the most useless BC host goes to…”

She is doing her best and I appreciate her efforts of absolutely ignoring the whole BC moderating business :D

She’s a whole mood in this challenge and I’m living for it.

toxoplasmajuice replied to your photo “Scarlett: “It’s happening, isn’t it? We’re running for the worst BC of...”

i mean. it could be worse, scarlett. nobody's dead. *yet*

*nervous eye emoji*

(i’m not saying anyone died, but there might have been some uhhh...near death experiences)

melien replied to your post “Hi I just wanted to come in and say I hope you’re having a good day...”

Wow damn this is so organized, it inspires me to clean out my mess at least a little bit

It’s the curse of being taught to think like a librarian for four years and having some slight OCD on the side

melien replied to your post “Closing ts3 now because I need to take some pictures in ts4...in the...”

Gen 6 of the Roses was pretty fun, and I especially liked Lydia (even before I got to make a spouse for her)

Ahh...I really, really want to love gen 6 as much as I love gen 4. If anything, the storylines (especially Regan’s) are so much better than anything og gen 4, and I’m proud of them. But I guess it’s kind of like dating a new person while still missing your ex. You love them but you miss what you had before. Which totally makes sense coming from a person with zero dating experience.

berryconfetti replied to your post “simmeronnie? Doing simblreen this year? It's more likely than you...”

i did it for the first time last year and it was pretty fun. Crazy to keep up with, but fun ��

I hope I’ll be able to do it! I have my cc ready like I said, but will I be here to have my porchlight on? I don’t know. I mean I should. Just because I’m moving to uni and have already made plans with some people doesn’t mean my social life will suddenly make me unavailable for simblr stuff. If anything, that might happen over longer time period, not in a span of one month.

elisabettasims replied to your photo “Happy Bi Visibility Day to all my fellow bisexuals! ������”

*raises a fist* That me.

*high fives you* *gives you awkward finger guns* Yayy!

[soflsms]

   ( sorry  I'm  late  to  the  party  im  in  pst  so  i  was  at  work  til  now  sdkfjl )  ANYWHO  hi  pals  what  the  h*ck  is  up  !!  im  chloe  ,  im  21  ,  i  use  she / her  pronouns  &  im  a  broke  a$$  geography  major  !!   i  am  SO  excited  to  be  her  &  get  to  rp  with  all  y’all  bc  judging  by  your  apps  skdflj  i  fuck  with  u  all  .  anywho  ill  stop  my  rambling  ,  below  the  readmore  is  stuff  about  sofie  &  some  wcs !!  

trigger  warning  !!  sex  work  ,  deportation  ,  neglect  ,  bad  writing  ,  alcoholism  &  substance  abuse

HAILEY BALDWIN  /  SHE/HER  /  TWENTY TWO  /  BILLIE EILISH VC

welcome to los angeles , sofie almeda ! the glitterati has been watching you . rumour has it you made your first mark in the industry two years ago & that your net worth currently stands at  8m . it seems as though you’re enjoying being a  singer since relocating from  harlem , new york city . some might say you’d be a good fit for the glitterati due to your hollywood ranking being a solid  #3, & it helps that fans speak so highly of your  individualistic & assiduous ways . unfortunately , our sources cite that those closest to you aren’t particularly impressed with your  self-destructive & choleric tendencies .

stats

name  :   sofie sydney almeda

nicknames  :   sof

age  :  twenty - two  .

birthday  :  december  eleventh  .

zodiac  :  sagittarius  .

gender  :  cisfemale  (  though  doesn’t  vibe  with  the  idea  of  being  STRICTLY  a  WoMaN  ,  she  finds  labels  restrictive  )  .

pronouns  :  she    &    her  .

height  :  5 ′ 6 ″  .

hometown  :    recife  ,  brazil  &  harlem  ,  new  york  city  .

nationality  :  american  ,  brazilian  .

ethnicity  :  english  ,  portuguese   .

label(s)  :  the  venereal  ,  the  bellwether  ,  the  opulent  ,   the  anaxiphile   .

occupation  :  singer  (  vc  billie  eilish  )  .  

quirks  :  fidgeting  ,  allergic  to  shellfish  ,  walks  quickly  ,  cracks  knuckles  ,  always  wears  her  lucky  ‘  st  christopher  ’  necklace  from  her  grandmother  ,  has  a  weird  ability  to  talk  herself  out  of  trouble  ,  can  tie  a  cherry  stem  in  her  mouth  ,  messy  emotionally  but  on - point  physically  ,  vvv  bad  driver  ,  loves  a  good  theme  party  ,  can’t  get  through  the  day  without  multiple  cups  of  coffee  ,  refuses  to  wear  glasses  in  public  even  though  she’s  quite  far - sighted  ,  always  carries  hand  sanitizer ,  prefers  rain  over  sunshine  .

background

         her  mother  ,  marcia  almeda  ,  was  a  recent  graduate  from  secondary  school  who  packed  a  backpack  and  went  traveling !! before  long  tho  she  ended  up  knocked  up  by  another  backpacker  ,  this  one  american  ,  while  they  were  having  a  fling  in  sydney  (  hence  sofie’s  middle  name  lmao  @  her  mom’s  humor  )  .  she  flew  back  home  when  she  found  out  &  never  told  sofie’s  father  oops !! so  marcia  had  sofie  at  home  in  recife  just  before  her  nineteenth  birthday  ,  and  marcia  was  enthralled  w  little  sofie  .  ofc  she  inherited  her  mother’s  beauty  (  i  hc  marcia  looks  like  alessandra  ambrosio  bc  hello !  )  &  little  sofie  lived  a  happy  early  childhood  life  in  her  grandparents’  home  in  recife.

         brazil  isn’t  the  safest  of  countries  &  marcia  didn’t  want  the  same  dangers  she  experienced  growing  up  for  her  young  daughter  ,  so  around  sofie’s  eighth  birthday  ,  her  &  her  mother  packed  up  and  went  on  a  ‘ trip  ’  to  new  york  city  .  joke’s  on  sofie  ,  though  -  it  wasn’t  actually  a  trip  ,  but  rly  they  were  trying  to  move  there  to  find  sofie’s  father  to  confirm  his  paternity  and  get  sofie  american  citizenship  .  it  was  proving  more  difficult  than  she  thought  ,  &  marcia  was  quickly  running  out  of  money  .  with  a  face  like  hers  ,  though  ,  making  money  wasn’t  too  difficult  ,  but  it  was  time  consuming  .  marcia  found  herself  escorting  older  men  in  order  to  pay  the  bills  ,  all  the  while  leaving  little  sofie  to  fend  for  herself  .  some  of  her  earliest  memories  are  of  strange  men  in  their  tiny  apartment  &  sofie  trying  to  block  out  their  conversations  with  her  lil  cassette  player  hiding  in  the  corner  of  her  room  .  eventually  ,  marcia  was  able  to  contact  the  father  &  they  set  up  a  meeting  .  sofie  had  gotten  her  hopes  up  that  she  would  finally  have  a  dad  (  she  got  dressed  up  in  her  sunday  best  &  everything  bc  reuniting  her  dad  was  a  BIG  deal  ) ,  but  the  meeting  ended  up  being  a  quick  exchange  of  words  ,  a  mouth  swab  and  a  couple  signatures  .  sofie  never  even  learned  his  name  ,  & this  queued  up  a  lifetime  of  daddy  issues  &  distrust  of  men  !!

        while  marcia  was  able  to  stay  in  america  much  longer  than  she  was  legally  supposed  to  ,  eventually  she  was  facing  deportation  ,  which  meant  lil  sofie  ,  with  her  citizenship  finally  confirmed  ,  was  put  into  the  hands  of  her  father  who  sent  off  to  an  american  boarding  school  in  new  york  without  even  contacting  her  .  she  would  spend  the  summers  in  brazil  with  her  mother  or  ,  as  she  got  older  ,  couch - surfing  with  different  friends  throughout  the  months  .  she  started  growing  apart  from  her  mother  as  she  aged  since  she  wasn’t  going  home  every  summer  since  she  didn’t  rly  feel  any  connection  to  brazil  .  her  grandfather  had  passed  away  &  she  only  has  faint  memories  grandmother  ,  plus  the  city  wasn’t  at  all  familiar  to  her  &  she  wasn’t  practicing  her  portuguese  after  her  mother  returned  to  brazil  .

         through  it  all  ,  music  was  proving  to  be  the  one  constant  in  her  life  she  could  use  to  escape  from  reality  .  she  had  never  done  any  training  or  classes  ,  but  she  just  liked  singing  along  to  whatever  was  on  the  radio  & practicing  on  her  own  .  she  also  found  a  passion  for  writing  poetry  which  she  later  would  realize  was  compatible  with  music  .  she  would  spend  HOURS  in  the  school  library  working  on  garage  band  lmfao  bc  she  couldn’t  afford  her  own  laptop  to  produce  music  &  her  dad  sent  just  enough  money  as  he  was  legally  supposed  to  .  but  she  worked  her  lil  tushy  off  &  applied  to  a  music  academy  in  nyc  &  was  rejected  the  first  year  (  DEVASTATING  when  mixed  with  her  impostor  syndrome  &  daddy  issues ) but  she  practiced  more  &  more  &  edned  up  getting  accepted  the  next  year  .  here  ,  she  worked  on  her  vocal  skills  &  music  production  ,  &  started  accumulating  her  own  music  &  selling  songs  to  music  producers  on  the  side  for  some  ca$h  money  .  

          by  the  time  she  was  16  the  state  decided  she  was  old  /  mature  enough  to  live  on  her  own  so  she  got  a  TINY  lil  studio  apartment  in  harlem  where  she’d  grown  up  with  her  mum  &  she  had  friends  who  she’d  grown  up  with  .  while  it  wasn’t  the  safest  neighbourhood  statistically  sofie  felt  safe  &  just  like  one  of  the  neighbourhood  kids  .  it  was  the  first  time  she  genuinely  felt  like  she  belonged .

        she  was  accepted  on  full  scholarship  to  nyu  & majored  in  music  composition  &  vocal  performance  where  she  started  finally  feeling  secure  in  herself  &  released  her  own  music  on  soundcloud  ,  quickly  amassing  a  following  &  becoming  an  ‘ up  &  coming ‘  artist  !!  she  was  contacted  by  a  scooter  braun  type  guy  who  was  interested  in  taking  her  on  under  his  management  so  she  dropped  out  of  uni  in  her  2nd  year  (  bc  tbh  her  grades  in  anything  other  than  her  music  classes  were  v  subpar  )  .  soon  enough  producers  wanted  to  work  with  her  &  she  was  making  enough  that  she  didn’t  have  to  sell  her  songs  which  she  hated  doing  but  had  to  pay  the  bills  u  know  .  oh  &  her  vc  is  billie  eilish  bc  ofc  shes  my  queen  go  stream  when  we  all  fall  asleep  where  do  we  go  on  spotify  u  won’t  be  disappointed  

        she  also  started  getting  into  the  partying  scene  here  yikes  !! it  was  a  method  for  her  to  numb  all  her  pain  from  her  past  &  impostor  syndrome  &  drown  all  that  out  in  pills  or  tequila  .  it  rly  wasn’t  healthy  bc  of  how  she  would  binge  for  a  weekend  then  try  to  stay  sober  throughout  the  week  but  failing  by  about  wednesday when  she  started  to  feel  hollow  .  she  wasn’t  gonna  be  a  one  hit  wonder  &  her  mom  sure   as  hell  didn’t  go  through  all  that  trouble  just  for  sofie  to  be  a  nobody  addict  !! so  she  kept  it  together  enough  to  start  making big  bucks  & well  …….  here  she  is  :~)

personality

        sofie  blames  it  on  her  brazilian  heritage  but  this  bitch  loves  a  party  !!  like  shes  the  one  who  gets  happy drunk  at  the  pre  then  is  the  first  on  the  dance  floor  then  later  falls  out  of  the  club  &  into  some  rando’s  bed !!  in  the  back  of  her  mind  she  knows  her  drug  &  alcohol  use  is  self - destructive  but  she  figures  shes  allowed  to  let  loose  sometimes (  even  if  that  ends  up  being  most  nights  )  ;  rly  she’s  just  in  denial  bc  she  doesn’t  want  to  change  her  ways  &  lose  her  identity  !!

        doesn’t  put  labels  on  her  gender  identity  or  sexual orientation  .  she  finds  them  restrictive  &  useless  for  herself  ,  labels  would  only  be  to  satisfy  others  .  she  doesn’t  see  herself  as  110%  female  either  like  she’s  all about  gender  being  a  social  construct  /  a  spectrum  ;  some  days  she’ll  get  dolled  up  &  wear  heavy  makeup  &  six  inch  heels  ,  some  days  she’ll  walk  around  in  a  bun  &  tracksuit  &  trainers  .  anyone  who  asks  abt  it  will  swiftly  get  2  middle  fingers  in  their  face  !! shes  uncontrollable  i  swear

         puts  up  a  tough  bad - ass  front  like  billie  does aksjdh  like  nah  nothing  can  hurt  me  im  bulletproof  !!  but  is  rly  just  kinda  broken  underneath  .  she  doesn’t  even  let  her  closest  friends  know  how  hurting  she  is  bc  she  doesn’t  wanna  burden  them  .  she  rly  uses  mmusic  as  an  outlet  tho  so  she’ll  act  totally  tough  then   go  to  the  studio  &  record  all  about  her  heartache  .  will  NEVER  let  someone  see  her  cry  no  matter  how  close  she  is  with  them  .  she  rly  sees  it  as  a  sign  of  weakness  &  shes  in  a  much  better  place  than  she  was  5  years  ago  so  she  figures  she’s  not  ALLOWED  to  feel  anything  but  grateful  .  

         this  bitch  overthinks  everything  !! half  the  time  she  isn’t  rly  listenning  to  whoever  bc  she’s  thinking  about  what  they  just  said  &  if  they’re  mad  with  her  .  she’s  that  friend  who  will  ask  u  to  come  over  to  formulate  the  perfect  text  response  &   fuss  over  it  for  hours  .  that  being  said  ,  if  someone  talks  shit  abt  anyone  shes  tight  with  ,  they’re  gonna  get  it  the  next  time   she  sees  them  .  she  isn’t  about  violence  &  would  never  get  into  a  physical  fight  ,  but  she’d  work  behind  the  scenes  to  ruin  their  life  .  but  then  she  pretends  like  she  rly  doesn’t  care  though  its  obvious  to  those  close  to  her  that  she  cares  way  too  much

has  a  very  hard  time  expressing  love  bc  she  didn’t  have  much  practice  w  it  growing  up  .  she  was  on  her  own  most  of  her  young  life  so  even  if  her  mom  would  tell  her   te  amo  she  would  be  like  uh  huh  gtg  bye !!  

tldr ;  poor  bitch  w  abandonment  issues  who  was  able  to  get  out  of  it  by  channeling  her  energy  into  music  &  numbing  the  stress  with  pills  or  alcohol  which  she  def  still overuses  but  she  doesn’t  think its  a  problem  !! yikeroony  !!  loves  partying  & having  a  good  time  ,  puts  up  a  tough  front  but  is  rly  soft  underneath  .

wanted (* = mw)

friends  from  high  school  !! -  people  sof  stayed  with  in  the  summer  bc  she  wasn’t  going  home  to  brazil  .  

friends  from  music  school  !!  -  she  def  felt  like  an  outsider  among  the  music  prodigies  at  this  school  ,  &  maybe  this  person  was  one  of  the  ppl  she  actually  connected  with  . 

come  out  &  play  !!  this  person  acts  as  a  good  influence  to  sofie  .  they’re  level - headed  &  very  grounding  ,  &  sofie  doesn’t  let  it  show  but  they’re  really  important  to  her  .  this  is  the  Softest  billie  song  (  prob  bc  it  was  for  an  ad skdj )  &  they  inspired  it  bc  it’s  how  she  feels  when  shes with  them  .  they  encourage  her  to  be  all  that  she  can  be  &  they  believe  in  her  ,  &  they’re  prob  the  one  person  sofie  trusts  the  most  which  is  SAYING  something  !!

*exes  on  bad  terms  !!  -   ok  this  would  basically  be  based  on  all  the  songs  billie  has  about  a  failed  relationship  /  heartbreak  !! shes  got  a  bunch  .  im  thnking  maybe  she  was  actually  rly  into  them  but  had  a  hard  time  expressing  it  bc  she’s never  been  good  with  emotional  expression  ,  &  it  led  to  the  relationship  feeling ?? unfaithful  /  disconnected  ??  idk  but  she  rly  loved  them  &  is  still  nursing  that  heartbreak  .  (  x  ,  x  ,  x  )

the  paris  to  her  nicole  !!  -  ok  i  f*cking  hate  that  i  said  this  but  she’s  nicole  richie  its  true  !! she  needs  a  messy  gal  pal  exactly  like  how  paris  &  nicole  are  i  stan  them  (  x  ,  x  ,  x  )

roommate  !!  -  bc  of  her  abandonment  issues  she  rly  doesn’t  like  living  alone  so  prob  is  the  roomie  who  will  sleep  in  their  bed  from  time  to  time  bc  she  doesn’t  like  being  totally  alone  .  

*when  the  party’s  over  !!  - these  two have  been  hooking  up  for  a  while  no  strings  attached  but  recently  feelings  have  been  caught  !! &  now  they  still  hook  up  quite  often  but  sofie’s  kinda  harboring  feelings &  pretending  all  is  well  but  she  rly  hopes  they’ll  just  stay  the  night  from  time  to  time  ,  &  gets  secretly  heartbroken  when  she  sees  them  flirting  or  leaving  with  someone  else  . they  can  also  have  feelings  if  u  want  that  angst :~)

fwb  !!  -  sofie  is  pretty  transparent  when  it  comes  to  what  she  wants  &  she’s  got  a  bad  habit  of  replacing  dealing  with  problems  with  getting  laid  !! like  u  know  in  movies  when  the  man  opens  his  wallet  and  a  row  of  like  20  pictures  of  different  women  fall  out  ??  that’s  sof’s  aesthetic  .  she’s  got  a  bunch  of  fwb  of  all  genders  so  bring  me  some  pls

***mutual  dislike  /  copycat  !!  self - explanatory  ,  sofie  thinks  this  person  is  copying  her  in  everything  she  does  &  thinks  its  annoying  af  so  she  wrote  a  song  abt  it  &  hopes  they  indirectly  get  the  message  even  if  she  drops  not  so  subtle  hints  .  skfldjh  itd  be  messy  pls !!

party  buddies  !!  -  someone  who  encourages  sofies  wild  ways  .  when  the  two  get  together  its  usually  to  get  drunk  or  high  &  thats  the  way  they  like  it  .  sofie  doesn’t  feel  judged  by  them  as  she  does  by  others  who  don’t  get  obliterated  at  every  social  event  (  what  an  idea  !!  )  so  she  rly  values  them  ,  even  if  she  doesn’t  express  it

 ** 8 !! - someone  who  kinda  reluctantly  got  into  a  relationship  with  sofie  out  of  maybe  a  desire  to  save  her  from  herself  ??  like  u  know  that  good  girl  bad  boy  trope  where  the  girl  tries  to  save  the  boy  from  whatever  he’s  struggling  with  ?  that’s  them  but  the  roles  are  just  reversed  -  good  guy  ,  bad  girl  .  it  was  kinda  just  filled  w  her  being  self - destructive  &  confiding  in  him  but  not  rly  reciprocating  the  care  so  he  became  kinda  distant  bc  of  it  .  tbh  she  prob  knew  he  was  too  good  for  her  but  had  a sliver  of  hope  he  wouldn’t  leave  her  even  tho  eventually  she  became  too  much  for  him  .  (  lyrics : you said, "don't treat me badly", but you said it so sadly, so I did the best I could, not thinkin' you would have left me gladly. i know you're not sorry, why should you be? 'cause who am I to be in love, when your love never is for me?” )

good influence  !! this  person  can  tell  that  her  beahvior  is  unhealthy  &  are  trying  to  gently  nudge  her  abt  it  .  she  can  tell  what  they’re  doing  but  her  addict  brain  is  telling  her  its  invasive  &  threatening  so  shes  not  the  fondest  of  this  person  ,  but  deep  down  she  really  appreciates  them

music buddies !! these  two  are  both  in  the  music  industry  &  rather  than  it  being  competitive  ,  they’ve  developed  a  friendship  from  it  & enjoy  working  together  .  

* someone  sofie  ghostwrites  for  !! for  whatever  reason  ,  this  muse  doesn’t  write  their  own  songs  & instead  pays  sofie  to  write  them  for  them  .  she  doesn’t  love  it  but  its  a  way  to  make  money  &  give  away  songs  she  doesn’t  feel  attached  to  but  are  worth  something  .  maybe  its  tense  bc  they  claim  the  songs  as  their  own  &  sofie  doesn’t  like  it  ,  this  could  be  ~escandolo~  later  !!

*** my boy ( high school bf ) !! - ok  tea  this  song  is  the  one  that  broke  her  into  the  industry  .  she  produced  it  all  herself  &  just  relased  it  to  her  soundcloud  thinking  it  wouldn’t  rly  go  anyway  but  !!  joke’s  on  yung sofie  .  essentially  he  thought  the  relationship  was  going  well  ,  she’d  met  his  family  &  they  rly  liked  her  but  !! sof  was  feeling  kinda  smothered  &  told  herself  he  was  lying &  cheating  on  her  n  shit  so  she  wrote  a  song  about  it  !! &  once  it  was  starting  to  get  attention  he  was  like  ….. uhhh  what  the  fuck  & she  was  like  haha  sorry  !! so  they  broke  up  &  ever  since  its  been  animosity ,  but  she  realizes  she  fucked  up  but  it  launched  her  career  so  she  doesn’t  know  whether  to  keep  up  the  idgaf  i  hurt  you  or  apologize  .  

* ex - friends  !!  ok  pls  i  have  this  hc  where  sofie  got  way  too  high  one  night  &  slept  with  this  person’s  dad  or  sibling  or  smth !!  u  know  that  line  in  ‘ bad guy ’  where  she  goes  ‘ might  seduce  your  dad  type  ? ’  ya  that’s  got  sofie  written  ALL  over  it  !!   &  now  they’re  not  friends  bc  sofie  can’t  keep  it  in  her  pants  but  both  sides  kinda  misses  the  other  but  are  too  stubborn  to  say  anything  :~(

exes from college / high school  !!  - ok honestly i just love all the exes plots . gimme someone who like maybe they were hooking up & decided to give it a shot dating & it worked for a while but ultimately fell apart bc of sof’s inability to open up. maybe theres still tension or maybe theyre friends now !!

* lovely  !!  -  i  need  a  male  voice  for  khalid’s  part  in  lovely  bc  i  need  this  song  in  my  life  bc  its  a  whole  ass   sofie  mood  ok  .  

i’ve  also  got  a  wanted  connections  tag  linked  HERE  dksfj there's  not  much  in  it  yet  but  feel  free  to  check  it  out  .  ok  i  love  y'all