#bc my mom is from new york and i spent so much time visiting family there i am a bit of a bagel snob

[notjanine]

i’m so in love and so lucky i’m…

[fantasticcloudcreation]

Processing: thoughts & feelings

I just spent the night hanging out with all my cousins and now I'm all wound up and idk how to decompress this energy I feel like I need to run laps around the house and scream a lil bit

I love my cousins and I wish I lived closer so I could spend more time with them

I just got in bed and my legs are doing that natural casual thigh gap and I love it so much

Thinking about what's coming next (TX gig and then either FL or Colorado /something familar and predictable or something new and different???? how to decide?) -> ((Apply for the CO position and see if they get back to you before you start making plans for it)) ... Thinking about arranging an Airbnb for TX and all of that; $1.7k on the credit card from the past couple months, yikes, wasn't expecting it to be that high but also kinda spending willy nilly and not paying attention; grateful that I have money in the bank to cover it but sad to see that number in the bank drop so low all at once lol but grateful that the next gig will replenish it plus double maybe; if I take the next 3 gigs with this company I'll for sure end up with an extra $5k by the end of it, not sure how many hours the CO gig would provide and idk if they do overtime or any of that, but it would be a new experience gaining new skills and working in a new environment, what's more valuable, straight dollars in the bank or life experience on top of maybe less dollars but still getting paid + housing etc ? Thinking about, I'd spend the whole winter with D, last time we worked together it didn't really go well but we've both grown and changed since then, but have I really changed that much ? ; vs my next chance to see L would be the FL gig if I take it; plus my mom lives in FL so I was planning to visit her between gigs, vs being in CO from Oct - March basically. Wondering if the van can even handle the mountains + winter environment; (gotta take it to the mechanic before driving to TX and I should've called last week but I didn't and now I'm gonna be stressed about it next week) (its gonna be fine it's all working out) ... Give it time to unravel and see what feels right. If CO has less hours of work, that's more hours to go out snowboarding haha. Alternatively, should I just work all winter in jobs I know are going to pay me well, and take more time off next year having fun ?? (No bc I know this job is gonna pay me and if I have the opportunity to make a bunch of money for the next couple months shouldn't I take advantage of that?) Idk. Let it simmer, see how the path unfolds.

Relax. Breathe. I'm here right now, I'm spending time with my family, I have options. So grateful to be here and now !!!!!!!

I can hear the waves and feel the salty humid breeze through my open window; the bugs and frogs are chirping, the air is calm. I love my life. Soon I'll be in Texas and everything will be different. (3 weeks before I get there, going camping with D in New York first, visiting my brother and grandparents after, then casually meandering halfway across the country). Same gig as last year but different circumstances; nice to have a bit of familiarity plus a bit of change, keeps things interesting, who knows how it's gonna go :)

Might go smoke some actual bud so I can relax and go to sleep lol it's 1am and we gotta be back over there at like 10 am for breakfast; I love my family I'm so glad I'm in town for this gathering bc it sounds like I might not be here for thanksgiving and that's usually the only time I get to see them throughout the year; I guess I could make more effort at other times of the year... Idk. Breathe, relax. I'm glad to be here. Life is so good.

Thinking about: I gotta call R and talk about our relationship bc I'm not being fair to him and it's weighing on the back of my mind. Thinking about: I only want polyamorous relationships going forward and I need to be more clear about that before I let a man get so attached. Thinking about, wanting to call M and talk to him for some reason... Thinking about, if I end up taking the Miami gig in December I need to go reconnect with his mom lmfao. Thinking about: I'm so god damn grateful for my fucking family bro like that is so uncommon and I don't even know how to express my gratitude that every single one of my family members is an A+ standup human!!!! I love them so much!!!!! It's beautiful and amazing and my life would be so different if I didn't have so many amazing wonderful individuals making up this weird crazy web of love and connection!!!! Thinking about, yeah I want a partner eventually but I'm also grateful for this journey being single floating around following all my whims and desires. Thinking about how small and confined my life felt 4 years ago and how wide open it is today. Thinking about M talking about depression on his ig story earlier today, thinking about reaching out to him soon and checking in, wishing I could go visit and reconnect but I feel like that would be weird but I really wanna sit down and talk about life all night and I really wanna see the cat again... But I don't really wanna go to NYC lmfao so idk.

Thinking about the Airbnb for ACL and getting to connect with new friends if we can get it to work out.

I keep hitting the nicotine vape and it's 1am and maybe I should smoke weed and put the phone down and sleep lol. Sit outside and listen to bugs and feel the breeze and let my brain slow down. Tomorrow is another day with the family, all week really; one day at a time. Relax & breathe :) life is good and it's unfolding and right now I'm here and in another week I'll be somewhere else.

[cultofbeatles]

parts of pattie boyd’s book wonderful tonight that involved george that stuck out to me:

pattie didn't have any of the beatles records at first and only bought please please me since she was going to be in their film 

“on first impressions, john seemed more cynical and brash than the others, ringo the most endearing, paul was cute, and george, with velvet brown eyes and dark chestnut hair, was the best looking man i’d ever seen.”

during a lunch break pattie and george sat next to each other and were both very shy 

george asked pattie “will you marry me?” and after she laughed he said, “well, if you won't marry me, will you have dinner with me tonight?” and she turned him down.

she deadass invited george to hang out with her and her boyfriend at the time.

pattie and george are both pisces.

once reshoots for the film were happening george asked pattie about her boyfriend, she said she had dumped him, and george once again asked her for dinner. she accepted this time.

brian epstein joined them for their first date.

they sat side by side and were too scared to even hold the others hand.

george got along great with pattie’s family.

pattie liked cynthia lennon but found her difficult to make friends with. 

“she wasn't like my friends, who enjoyed a giggle and some fun: she was rather serious, and often, i thought, behaved more like john’s mother than wife.”

there was a rumor that john and pattie were having an affair and pattie worried cynthia believed it. it wasn't true.

maureen cox (ringo’s girlfriend) was another beatles girl that pattie had a hard time being friends with. but said that she was “jolly and friendly, more relaxed than cynthia.”

pattie got along best with jane asher but saw her the least.

“i felt there was definitely a north-south divide among the wives and girlfriends. and i had the definite impressions that the girls from the north (maureen and cynthia) felt they has a prior clam to the boys.” okay shade, we see you. 

(talking about going on holiday with john, cynthia, and george) “it was a good way to split the group. john and paul were the closest in some ways and immensely creative together, but they clashed if they were in each other’s pockets for too long.”

george asked pattie to cut his hair while on holiday and one of the cleaners found his hair and kept it. 

(talking about george) “he was so beautiful and so funny.”

once a “weird looking man” tried to force his way into pattie and george’s house. pattie thought he was either a salesman or a jehovahs witness. it turns out it was paul in disguise. 

george said the only place he got peace was in the bathroom of his hotel suite.

pattie got a lot of letters saying that if she didn't leave george there would be a curse put on her.

 pattie’s cleaner was a male ballet dancer and “a terrific duster.”

pattie would count the days till george came back. once he jumped into the bed early in the morning to wake her up. 

those two would deadass not lock their doors and were surprised that clothes were going missing...what is with older generations and not locking their doors i -

george would be in the studio from 11 am - 11 pm. sometimes midnight. 

george’s mom loved when john would visit and would always ask him for an “upper.”

when john lennon is your drug dealer.

pattie wasn't a good cook but was optimistic.

“i loved listening to him (play guitar), loved the sound of the guitar in the house. sometimes i would start to talk and he'd be so deep in thought about the lyrics or the melody he was writing that he wouldn't answer. we’d be the same room but he wasn't really with me: he was in his head.”

pattie developed a kidney disorder.

(talking about the beatles dynamic) “in many aspects they were still children. they had few real friends apart from each other, and when they were asked questions they could answer as one - they were so much on each other’s wavelength. if one went to a gallery opening, they all went; if one bought a new car or new house, they all did. if one seemed in danger of taking himself too seriously, the others knocked it out of him.”

one evening george stopped the car and said, “let’s get married. i'll speak to brian.” they went to brian’s house, george went inside, and when he came back in the car he said, “brian says it’s okay. will you marry me? we can get married in january.”

briannnnnnn, is it my turn to get married yet pleaseeeee

pattie invited her absent father to their wedding but he did not come.

at the train station everyone left cynthia behind as she was carrying the suitcases and john was carrying nothing. peter brown had to go back and get her. 

pattie’s quote from the lsd in the coffee moment is hilarious to me. “you've just had lsd. it was in the coffee.” john lennon: “how dare you fucking do this to us?”

pattie and george didn't go to brian’s funeral in liverpool but george sent one single sunflower.

pattie stopped modeling because george didnt like it. and she felt like she lost a part of herself.

maureen was afraid of flies.

during the India trip, mia farrow told john that maharishi was inappropriate with her and john wanted everyone leave after that.

after India george and pattie’s relationship changed.

(talking about george) “some days he would be all right, but on others he seemed withdrawn and depressed. this was new: he had never been depressed before, but there was nothing i could do. it wasn't about me, but i found that my moods started to mirror his...so bad indeed, that at times i felt almost suicidal. i don't think i was ever in any real danger of killing myself, but i got as far as working out how i would do it: i would put on a diaphanous ossie clark dress and jump off beachy head.”

george became more obvious about his cheating. it hurt pattie.

george was gaslighting her.

cilla black was staying at george and pattie’s house and was uncomfortably close to george so pattie left. six days latter george called to tell her the girl was gone and she could come home.

“..but my ego was too fragile and i couldn't see it as anything other than betrayal. i felt unloved and miserable.”

“jane asher came home unexpectedly from new york and found another woman in the house, an american girl - and did what i should probably have done with george...”

george would start to talk about his feelings about paul or john but would stop bc he never wanted to admit that he felt left out. 

“we had once been so close, so honest and open with each other. now a distance had developed between us..”

(about yoko contributing to the beatles break up) “the four had never allowed anyone into the recording studios with them, but yoko not only sat by john throughout every session, he consulted her about the music they were making, which upset paul.”

during the let it be sessions there was a time with george and paul got in a fist fight and george left.

the same day john told George he was leaving the beatles, george’s mom told him she was ill and in critical condition.

i love that she vibe checked george. “he was bringing home bad vibes.”

george continued cheating and they continued arguing.

“my diary is full of entries about my unhappiness and the disintegration of our relationship.”

john came to visit george and pattie’s new mansion and said that it was so dark he didn't know how they could live in it, and george recommended that he took of his sunglasses.

eric clapton being a piece of shit and saying “if you won't be with me pattie i will become addicted to heroin.”

pattie said the only thing she had left was cooking and george took that away.

the couple was suppose to go on holiday together but george cancelled last minute bc he didn't want to go with her. he ended up going to spain.

“when i challenged him, he denied it and tried once again to make me feel as though i was paranoid.”

i'm not even...the whole fucking story of the george and maureen affair PISSES ME OFF more than i can describe. maybe i’ll make a whole other post but omfg i'm fuming. fuck them bothhhh. they deserve no rights.

george harrison, mere days before their wedding anniversary: “let’s get a divorce this year.” what an amazing new years resolution jerk.

ringo offered pattie a job.

when george told ringo about the affair pattie was so mad she dyed her hair red. 

george loved pattie’s little brother and was his role model but he wouldn't come to the man’s wedding even though he was invited.

the night pattie told george she was leaving him george came to bed in sadness and said, “don't go.”

“i'm going.”

george invited pattie to dhani’s eighteenth birthday party bc she “had to be there. she was family.”

george had become more of an older brother to her now.

pattie had learned about john’s death from eric clapton and immediately went to the beatles office in london to hang out with everyone there.

(after finding out about george’s death) “i couldn't bare the thought of a world without george. when i left him for eric, he had said that if things didn't work out, ever, i could always come to him and he would look after me. it was such a selfless, loving, generous thing to say and it had always been tucked away at the back of my mind. now that sense of security had gone.”

the last time they saw each other was when george called saying he wanted to visit her new cottage and see her.

pattie didn't go to his funeral nor did she go to the memorial concert that took place a year later. but she spent that day high on the mountains thinking of george. “i was happy to mourn him alone and in my own way.”

she would have dreams of george after his death. “oh george, it’s so wonderful that you are alive after all, this is so fabulous; i knew they had all made a mistake.”

and then she’d wake up.

[glassbxttless]

Can you tell us more about the Randy/Ben/Matt thing? Sounds like the most interesting dynamic.

I would love to (: it’s just a little AU I’ve been cooking up in my head.

• So Matt, Ben, & Randy are brothers here (: there’s two years between Randy and Ben and five between Ben and Matt. Randy & Ben were both planned and Matt was a hella surprise. All three of them are mama’s boys, Han wasn’t around much due to work related trips.

• Randy’s the oldest and an awkward fucker who is just trying his best™️. He went to community college but ended up dropping out halfway through his freshman year and taking a job as a barista. He skated through high school with great grades bc his mother helped with 98% of his homework. In high school, he played trombone in marching band and learned to play jazz on it as well. Also ended up working with Matt at Starkiller Base.

• Ben’s the middle child and suffers heavily from middle child syndrome. He sides with Randy on all disagreements between the three of them and hardly ever gets along with Matt. Although he was the one who taught him how to shave and put on a condom properly. He was the ladies man of the Solo family in high school— every single girl who talked to Matt just wanted Ben’s number. Fucked Matt’s wife when he met her. Ben played football and baseball in high school. Also had a bit of a rage issue but he’s got it under control now. Will not admit to fucking his girlfriend in a dugout but definitely did.

• Matt is the youngest of the three. He’s got some rage issues, for obvious reasons. He was naturally gifted and hardly needed his mother (or father’s) help with much schoolwork. Played Baseball with Ben. He went to a pristine college and graduated in the top of his class. Was married right outta high school to a girl named Reylynn, that he spent a weekend vacation with in Vegas— was with her for three years. Resents Ben for being naturally good with the female populace and for fucking his wife. Was divorced by twenty-four and met you at twenty-five. Taught himself to play a drum kit to impress the ladies. Never played for a girl in his life. Enjoys Pokémon a lot too.

• Leia coddles Randy a bit, which always makes the other two roll their eyes. But everyone knew Matt was her baby— she literally did not wean him from (comfort) breastfeeding until he was four. After Matt’s divorce was finalized, he called her off his ass drunk in the middle of Washington State, so she packed her car and drove straight from New York until she was at his apartment, picking him up and helping him pack to move home. Randy had lunch with his mom every Thursday and was so happy to. Randy’s also vegan. Ben’s a big mama’s boy and always has been. Sometimes he just needs to crawl up the brownstone steps and lay on his moms lap while she plays with his hair and tells him he doesn’t have to think about being an adult right now.

• Ben does everything he can to just cause absolute havoc for his brothers. But is pretty jealous that Matt graduated college and did as well as he did. He loves them both and isn’t exactly proud of himself for hurting Matt in the ways he did. Also fucked his girlfriend in his and Matt’s shared bedroom whilst Matty was asleep on the top bunk.

• Matt lives in New York, Randy lives in New Jersey, and Ben lives wherever the wind takes him. Right now it’s Rhode Island. They don’t visit each other literally ever. The only reason Matt and Randy see each other so much is because they work together. Randy visits Han and Leia the most. Ben visits once a month. And Matt doesn’t visit at all, but does call his mom on special occasions and always ends his calls with a heartfelt I love you.

• Han could hardly tell Randy and Ben apart growing up. They both had dark hair and dark eyes and he definitely wasn’t around enough to know which one was taller. Only could tell Matt apart by that mop of blonde hair. Split Randy’s face open once when he was seven when they were playing outside. Randy has a scar now. Han will lie and say no if you ask if that helped him tell them apart until Randy started to distinctly look different. But it did.

• Randy possibly has a kid somewhere from some girl he knew in his college half-year. All he knows is they’re a girl and she’s gotta be almost graduating. Her name may or may not be Diana, or Diane? Something similar. Ben found out he was “infertile” at twenty-six and just went ahead and got himself snipped. He didn’t really want kids anyway. Matt wants kids eventually— but it’s definitely not something he sees coming too soon.

• Randy and Matt share lunch sometimes, and Matt always keeps an extra hoodie in his locker for Randy because he knows that man can’t remember Jack shit.

• Matt does love Ben, he’d take a bullet for him. But if he had the chance to lay a good one right to his jaw, he would. Also got no sleep in school because of Ben’s constant sex tirades of sneaking girls in and out of their window. Randy had his own room growing up and moved out at nineteen. But since mom and dad were going through it, that became Han’s bedroom.

• but the Solo brothers would be there for each other if one of them called. Matt would pick up and drive to Timbuktu if Ben needed him too. And he’s brought groceries to Randy on more than one occasion. Randy always makes an effort to call his brothers and check in. Ben answers and is always down to chat. Matt let’s it ring through to voicemail. Ben sends each of them something from his travels every time he goes to a new state. Matt has all of the trinkets in his office.

[arlocedwards]

╰ ✧ HARRY STYLES. MUSE NINE. PANSEXUAL ❞ say hello to the s club’s very own ARLO EDWARDS! a TWENTY-FOUR YEAR OLD, CISMALE that goes by HE/HIM pronouns. i heard they were voted BEST SHOULDER TO CRY ON in high school, which says a lot about them because they’re very IDEALISTIC and INTUITIVE, but watch out for their DETACHED and DESTRUCTIVE side as well. i hope they’re ready to take a break from being a MUSICIAN and finally get this summer started! ( kt / 24 / pst / she/her )

hiya! i am kt &+ underneath the read more is some info about my bb, arlo. ** insert clown emoji but make him yee-haw ** 

trigger warning : death .

NAME: arlo cornelius edwards. GENDER: cismale. PRONOUNS: he, him. AGE: twenty-four ( 24 ). BIRTHDAY: february 14th. ZODIAC: aquarius !! HOMETOWN: kent, england. ORIENTATION: pansexual OCCUPATION: drummer. LANGUAGES SPOKEN: english & french. FACECLAIM: harry styles ~ currently featuring long hair.  :’-) 

kt’s note: I KNOW THIS IS SO LONG, SO IF YOU DON’T READ IT, I WILL NOT GET OFFENDED. 

but, just read this so y’know what you’re getting yourself into when interactions open : death tw: arlo will be joining this summers reunion coming from his parents home, post-funeral, trying to escape boxing up his brothers stuff and wanting to not be pitied. :’-( my boy is going through it, so his typical behavior and personality is gonna be v muted for a while.

ᴀʀʟᴏ'ꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

arlo was born in kent, england. i know what you’re wondering, and yes, he does have an accent. :’-) his family moved to new york when he was five years old because arlo’s father was offered a high level position within his company.

arlo was born into a loving family, him being the middle child. he has two supportive parents, sasha edwards (his mother), & carter edwards (his father). there are two years separating him from both his older brother and younger sister. his older brother ( now deceased ) was named holden edwards, and his little sister is named ivy edwards. his older brother can be imagined as eric matthews from boy meets world ( at the end of the day, they were bffs ) & his little sister is quite literally cher horowitz from clueless mixed w/ a splash of bianca stratford from 10 things i hate about you  ( they are polar opposites which makes for a fun dynamic !! )

growing up, arlo enjoyed playing all types of sports - there truly wasn’t anything that he wasn’t really good at, and that’s simply because he’s always been such a competitive individual. he would go home and practice a skill or trick for hours in order to be able to come back the next day and whoop everyone’s asses. he will fight  you over board games and make alliances in monopoly to mess w/ you. 

his interest in taking up an instrument kicked in when he was seven years old. he and his dad were driving back from a hockey game together late at night, and his dad played him the song moby dick by led zeppelin & he knew it was something that he wanted to pursue bc “john bonham was a genius.” ~ arlo vc. and so his dad gifted him a drum set on his eighth birthday !! :’-) soft. but over the years he was exposed to other instruments and can also play the guitar, piano, and he has a nice set of pipes !! harry styles being his vc as well ~ makes it easy. he really wants to learn the saxophone tho??? don’t get him started - he will go on and on and on.

throughout highschoool ; arlo was a v dedicated student. although he’s a bit reckless and loved to goof off, he was always acing classes and applying himself. he genuinely cares for others, you could’ve seen his ass volunteering at a soup kitchen with his mom on sundays and what not! just soft things.

until now - now anti-soft. hard things.  sdgjdjgd okay, so, arlo is A Mess™️. and i say that with so much love in my bones. arlo is the type of friend that is honest, and all about tough love when it’s needed. he doesn’t mind getting into a fight or two if he knows its worth the outcome he’s envisioned. he will tell you when you’re fucking up, and if you’re throwing a punch as a result - catch him leaning into it. this ties in l8r !!

he’s just a bit desperate to feel against following the death of his brother & also post-break up with shanley? ( which give me one hot sec and i’ll go into those v soon ) but overall he just wants to feel like himself again, y’know ?? don’t we all. amen & what not. to break it down, he just feels so intensely that he ends up numbing himself in the aftermath of it all, and he’s sadly willing to put himself into harms way in order to get a bit of that - happiness / pain, it doesn’t matter to him as long as he no longer feels numb. so, if ya see him with some scrapes and stitches ~ MIND YA BUSINESS.

arlo’s lurve life : woo ! okay, welcome back -- let’s get into it. so shanley and arlo dated throughout hs and into their first year of college, for a whopping five years together before they broke up. god if you’ve made it this far, i applaud you...but hmu and let me know your fav color, okay? like and comment below ?? subscribe ?? thx. OKAY BACK TO BUSINESS. in case you’re wondering who broke up with who, gosh so nosy, let me just tell you ‘twas arlo. he did it, we can unfollow his ass now. BUT ~ he didn’t want to ? y’know. he felt like due to the long distance, she was missing out on college experiences and her waiting by the phone for him to call was just sad, and he felt guilty. he wanted her to enjoy her time and felt as if he was weighing her down. although he did try make an effort to fix this doing by visiting her that weekend at her university in chicago, but when he came across her with friends he felt stupid and bailed back to cali again. a couple months later he called her, hoping to apologize for his poor judgement and admit to his mistake of ending the relationship, but she wasn’t the one who answered the phone. arlo assumed the random guy who answered was shanley’s new boyfriend (although , he was shanley’s roommates boyfriend but my sad dumb ass boi didn’t know ). arlo only assumed the voice belonged to shan’s bf bc he swears the voice distinctly said “coming, babe!” ( although he did, just not to shanley) and ever since arlo’s been a bit jaded when it comes to romance. shanley called him back later that day, and arlo shrugged her off bc he was jealous af and drunk - claiming he “butt dialed her and it wouldn’t happen again.” :’-( since then they haven’t been in contact. 

he was so in love with shanley, and despite him being the one to end things, he’s never fully gotten over her. he’s definitely hooked up with other people, but my boy is not the committing type after that relationship. 

after high school, arlo attended stanford university, as they offer one of the best criminal law programs across the nation. wahoo ! yahtzee !

after graduating college, arlo moved to san francisco & moved in with ali !! they have a nice little place overlooking the golden gate bridge w/ quality acoustics for their creative music projects. / also where he currently lives !! :’-) we love a bromance.

while in san francisco, arlo attended university to continue on pursuing his law degree  and after two years was able to graduate with his juris doctor. 

TRIGGER WARNING : DEATH / CAR ACCIDENT / DRUNK DRIVING. the death of his brother is very recent, like four weeks ago recent. arlo and his brother were road tripping across the states back to their family home in NY to visit their parents, when a drunk driver struck the driver side of their vehicle, which on impact killed his brother. arlo has survivors guilt as a result from the accident. he and his brother had switched seats a couple minutes prior to the collision, after arlo had asked to switch with him in order to rest for a bit. :’-( miraculously, arlo was unscathed in the greater scheme of all things injury-based. he’s entering the villa w/ a couple broken ribs, broken left arm and scrapes/cuts. so plz sign his cast. 

post-break up with shanley, they had some type of unspoken agreement of trading off years of who gets to attend the summer( aka who has custody of the sclub ) and so last year, arlo did not attend. however, this year, they somehow got their info wrong about who was going / not going, so they have found themselves here at the same time. this being the first time they’ve seen each other since holidays during their first year of college previous to their break up. so get ready for some spice.

last summer, since arlo wasn’t attending the sclub reunion, he was taking the california state bar exam. which is only offered twice a year - he opted for the one in july and passed! :’-) he spent some time after the exam in europe with hastrid. <3

however, arlo will be joining this summers reunion coming from his parents home, post-funeral, trying to escape boxing up his brothers stuff and wanting to not be pitied. :’-( my boy is going through it, so his typical behavior and personality is gonna be v muted for a while.

ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ

overall : arlo truly strives to be kind, and genuinely wants for everyone to get along. treat people with kindness and the like. he has the best of intentions, but often times that can get a bit muddled with the way he goes about things due to his chaotic energy. he will do anything to lighten a dark mood, and will sacrifice / throw himself under the bus if its needed. however, he also is the type to cause the dark mood depending on the day.

however rn, with his current state of mind, arlo is just going through the motions. numbing himself with unhealthy outlets and has a different type of mentality. definitely engaging in a bit of the more chaotic activities, as well as leaving everyone alone to their own vices as well. whereas his typical behavior would be more so attempting to lead them onto a better path if it meant well for their overall wellbeing. 

habits : smoking cigarettes ( ali likely nags him bc they aren’t herbal ) . staying up into the early hours of the morning, and yet somehow still an early riser ( hence, he drinks an absurd amount of coffee ). yeah, hence. - get it, from the house bunny? sdjfkngdg any who, he’s in a phase of numbing via alcohol and drugs rn. 

personality type : INTP - T / THE LOGICIAN

moral alignment : chaotic good

tarot card : the hermit ( currently )

character inspo : connor walsh from how to get away with murder, jess mariano from gilmore girls, & ambrose spellman from chilling adventures of sabrina ( literally his #1 ranked personality match on a quiz i took ) !! so, we have that ! and also a heavy sprinkle of seth cohen from the o.c.

ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

the album ‘fine line’ by golden child, harry styles in this case will be used as a hc for arlo. arlo wrote and recorded the album - all songs included, with his muse being shanley over the course of the last couple of years. he’s just kind of been sitting on the entire thing, never really feeling it was the right time to release his work/side solo project...but later this summer, he may just leak it. :’-)

arlo is a vegetarian ! he has been since his freshman year of high school.

those who inspire him : roger taylor, mick jagger, alex van halen, john bonham.

LUNA : ali and arlo co-founded the band with friends edie dorn and guy perkins in junior high. playing gigs where they could as often as possible. arlo was on lead vocals, ali as lead guitarist, edie on bass, and guy on drums. although when it came down to recording and what not they seemed to bounce around when it came to other instruments - v experimental. the band took off in college, prior to something strange and over the years they’ve produced numerous albums and have won a couple awards. 

red roses are his Thing™️ ; fans of the band will walk up and hand him them. i think that’s soft. and i am here for it.

he loves fancy wine ~ he’s cultured.

fun fact : dirty dancing is v much so a sharlo movie. they used to practice and be able to successfully pull of the jump & lift dance move literally just for fun / bc they wanted to. after nailing the lift, they learned the entire dance - i can't. dfjkgndjkg SOFT.

arlo has all of harry’s tattoos !! makes it simpler, might add more along the way !! stay tuned, folks !!

also the ‘ h & s ‘ rings that will be seen in photographs later on are for his brother, holden, and bbg, shanley </3

arlo is a gucci enthusiast - having much of his closet filled with staple pieces over the years. to further his love for the brand, he was recently asked to be in an upcoming campaign for the fall season - he’s v jazzed about it.

ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖑𝖚𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 ( open connection ) : with arlo being a bit chaotic in nature, he needs somebody that is likely going to steer him clear from all the ideas that’ll bring him to the brink of disaster. he’s impulsive and in that desperate attempt to feel again, he’s very likely to bring a bit of mayhem upon himself. so while they may constantly worrying and attempting to talk his ideas down, he’s trying to get them to go along with his plan. it may be rare that he actually takes their advice, but when he does it seems to be for the best.

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉 / 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖙 ( open connection ) : these two know how to have a good time together. despite the amount of alcohol they are throwing back and the shenanigans they find themselves in as a result, this is a time where they also find themselves confiding in one another. if you look at their camera rolls, it’s likely they have tons of embracing and unflattering videos and pics of one another, in between their sob-worthy confessionals and venting/rants. these two trust one another, and although they love getting wreckT together, they find themselves discussing very raw and personal details.

open to other connection you may have in mind! :’-)  LMK!!!! <3 i love me some chemistry !!!

ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ( featured on arlo’s connections page here !! )

𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖇𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖋𝖎𝖙𝖘 ( taken - simon peralta ) : these two went through rough break ups of their own, and a rebound didn’t sound too bad to either of them at the time things started. it may not occur all the time, but they sometimes still find themselves offering up to one another. this occurred more frequently then any of arlo’s one night stands, obvi, but it never surpassed anything other than the physical aspect of their relationship. the nature of their relationship outside of the bedroom can go either way !!!  :’-)

𝖆 𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖘 ( taken - ali mallick ) : as if living together for the past two years wasn’t enough, ali & arlo are also roommates every summer that arlo attends the sclub reunions. these two are always laughing, and saying some ridiculous ish. you’ll likely hear loud jam sessions and howling laughter / the occasional excited shouting back and forth from their room in the late hours. they are truly nothing but a good time and tbh, they know it. that and the fact that they have the best hair in the villa. djfgnjkdfg FIGHT ME !!

𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍 𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖑 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 ( taken - shanley evans ) : these two began their relationship in their freshman year of high school - spending five years together before breaking up in their freshman year of college. * cries in sharlo * they were the “it” couple, no pennywise included … unless ? anyways, everyone thought that they were going to get married, and arlo was v much in love / thinking shanley was his romantic soulmate. yet when they did break up everyone was shookith - even the birds and the bees.

𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖘 ( taken - ali mallick , willow finch , sirena rose ) : these four formed something strange. arlo is the drummer of the group, and also writes some songs for the group. they’ve blown up over the years and are a quite successful group.

𝖛 𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌-𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 ( taken - sirena rose / willow finch ) : these two have a love/hate relationship, very sibling like filled with pranks, competition, teasing and playful banter. however, when it comes down to it they have so much love and respect for one another. they know that no matter what happens they will always have one anothers back and be supportive of the other. pure relationship.

𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖎𝖊 ( taken - delilah jacobs ) : ride or dies ! need i say more ?? these two have one anothers backs despite anything and everything going on otherwise. they play in to one anothers antics and enjoy one anothers presence as they can likely be seen dragging one another across town and causing a bit of mayhem together. you can catch them in their beautiful, bitch #1 & #2 tee's.

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖓 ( taken - ramona verdez ) : it would be wrong to say one is the more likely the bad influence over the other, although arlo may just be. these two find themselves bounding into, well hell, ( i guess??? ) together. playing on one anothers impulsiveness and if one ends up in the back of a police car, the other is handcuffed to them. and yet despite the length of their potential injuries, they find themselves thinking of something crazier to subject them to the next time around. with arlo having his law degree, he’s always able to squeeze them out of trouble before it gets too serious, so trust - it’s ok !! 

𝖚𝖓𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 / 𝖕𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖗 𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖘 ( taken -  izzy de la rosa ) : these two may have ran in the same circle, but were complete opposites when it came down to their personalities / styles / perhaps even humor, so it was expected for them to stand their distance. however despite the odds, they just clicked !! opposites attract and what not, ya dig??  somehow their dynamic just works and they have a lot of fun together by introducing new things to one another.

[rorysfm]

hllo demons n nerds ! i’m sage, coming 2 u live frm the est gutters! i am... v excited to be here but i am literally the worst at intros so i’m jus gonna diiiiive right into rory below ! 

(ISABELLA JONES, CISFEMALE) - Have you seen AURORA LEBLANC? RORY is in HER SOPHOMORE year. The DANCE AND SOCIOLOGY MAJOR is 19 years old & is a LIBRA. People say SHE is LIVELY, MAGNETIC, IMPULSIVE and UNRELIABLE. Rumors say they’re a member of CALLOWAY. I heard from the gossip blog that HER PARENTS ARE COVERING UP THAT SHE WAS KICKED OUT OF YALE FOR PLAGIARISM AND NO OTHER IVY WOULD ACCEPT HER, SO THEY BOUGHT HER WAY INTO YATES

ok,  so.. rory is a brand new muse of mine so.. pls bare w me while i sort her out. if u want to skip the mess below & just vibe check her.. here’s her pinterest!

BACKGROUND

born and raised in greenwood, south carolina to oliver and lauren leblanc. her parents were high school sweethearts who were voted most likely to get married and have a dozen kids running around

they stopped at 2 because they jus... their kids were a handful but rory will tell you they stopped after her bc they hit perfection :~) 

her mom’s family teetered between lower-middle class, her mom entering a bunch of pageants to bring in some extra cash for them. 

her dad’s side on the other hand, is where all the connections are baby!!

the leblancs come from a long long line of being wrapped up in the political world. governors, members of the state senate, mayors, advisers... you name it - a leblanc has had that position. 

her dad’s goals were no different than the rest of his family’s ... some would say even bigger bc he wants to do what no other leblanc was able to do, which is... run for president. (yes hello.. rory as the future first daughter?)

growing up her parents were honestly... not the best. like above all else they put oliver’s career above their kids and it wasn’t not being there for an important recital, or a parent-teacher night; it was being there for all the wrong reasons.

 every little thing they did was calculating to make the leblancs look like the perfect family. hugs and words of encouragement loud enough to filter through the room aimed at their darling children only for them to turn cold and criticise every single thing they did wrong as soon as they got into the car. it was pretty clear that oliver and lauren were a team, and their kids were just props. 

when rory was 12, lauren started making monthly appointments at the hair salon to dye rory’s hair blonde... she had a standing appointment every tenth of the month to have her roots touched up

rory’s mom jus rly... pushed rory on her looks and enrolled her in pageants, debutante balls, anything that showed off rory’s looks... lauren pushed her towards it.

rory and her brother declan stayed in their hometown for school until college bc their parents thought it made them look like more of wholesome family so instead of sending them off to boarding schools in london or new york, they opted for private schools in south carolina

both of them were of course pushed into going to well renowned schools, their grandfather had pushed them into going to yates since he, himself had been part of calloway and they were practically legacies and while declan followed thru with it... rory watched the cinderella story one too many times and like hilary duff..... sis went to princeton for political science!!!

only it ended up in flames bc tbh she was like a bull in a china shop, the freedom of not having her parents around to judge every single thing she did? or pushing her into doing things she hated? she od’d on FREEDOM. rory rly just did her own thing, kinda spiralled out of control.. never hard drugs but lots of drinking and partying.

she ended up getting put on probation and was flunking nearly every course. the pressure really got to her (like she knew her parents would get involved if you got kicked out or if she failed all her courses) so she ended up plagiarising an essay ... but gueSS what!! she was caught and her parents got involved anyways.

her parents ended up being able to keep things ... quiet by paying off the teacher that had caught her. the dean also agreed to stay mum about it (after accepting a hefty cheque), so nothing ever went of her record, nothing would ever be documented of this mishap.

but... it’s likely people still talk and while rumors can’t be proven, it still stopped rory from getting into yale, harvard and columbia when she tried

finally with her grandfather’s pull and the promise to build yates a new library with the next 5 years... rory was accepted just as declan had graduated. 

PRESENT

pulled up to yates in her vintage baby blue mercedes benz convertible from the 60′s

she’s brand new to yates, and switched out of political science.

out of all the activities and hobbies that her parents tried to push her into, dance was the only one she actually enjoyed doing and fell in love with 

her parents let her major in it, as long as she did a double major.. so sis took sociology because why not?

spent her summer dancing with the new york ballet company in their production of a midsummer’s night dream. 

honestly.. loved it but also was lowkey bummed out she missed out on a proper summer

right before declan had graduated, rory had come up for a campus tour and ended up partying at yates for a weekend

probably got herself into a bit of trouble, and probably made a nice little impression on a few people!

PERSONALITY

honestly.. chaotic good. she’s always been a little more on the wilder side than declan.. a little more carefree and daring and just always needed to be told to behave

in fact has a tattoo that says BEHAVE  on her forearm, that she got one night back in princeton. 

that said, she’s very good at playing her part in the family

dubbed as the golden girl... bc she is just that kind of girl that has a magnetic pull to her, a smile that could combat the sun and just naturally very charming and genuinely nice?? very good a convincing you without being manipulative about it

does only angel by harry styles play when she walks in the room? possibly.

the kind of girl that you spend weeks thinking about after one (1) conversation

still gets her hair dyed blonde the 10th of every month, bc her mother has convinced her she is just not meant to be a brunette :/ 

honestly.. she’s insecure abt a lot of things because of her mom  :/

has really great posture and etiquette from all those pageant days. also really good at making cranes out of dinner napkins from being bored at functions her parents forced her to go to

would probably throw hands if she caught someone talking badly abt her brother bc she’s protective of him

very much a hopeless romantic, gets heart eyes very easily and likes to chase until it isn’t fun anymore and falls in love with multiple people a day. 

tragically likes country music :/

promised her brother she wld.. try to be good and stay out of trouble but i reckon.... she won’t plagiarize an essay ever again but everything else? the partying? fair game.

CONNECTIONS

tbh i will take anything yall will give me... i am @ ur service serving rory on a silver platter to u

i’m also big on chemistry so we can just see where things go as well since rory is new to yates this could be fun!!

a few people she met while she was visiting last year.. someone she clicked with and they stayed in touch, maybe someone she flirted with but doesn’t remember then (even tho she’ll pretend she does!), someone she hooked up with perhaps? someone she spent all night talking to? 

a brother’s friend she’s met a couple times? 

good influence/bad influence

family friends

family rivals

cousins could be fun

a roommate

a tutor?

tinder matches? hook ups, flirtationship .. anything angsty!!

friends!! pleathe i will take them all.. a girl squad would also be quite fun!

ok.. that’s all tht my lil brain can come up with.. im sorry this is so long and such a mess but hmu if you’d like to plot!! 

[savsfm]

madelaine petsch, twenty-three, cisfemale, she/her. —  SAVANNAH WALSH was just spotted out and about in los angeles with their signature VINTAGE DENIM OVERALLS. the paparazzi tried to be subtle, but the ACTRESS caught them snapping pictures and DARTED INTO THE NEAREST SHOP. they jetted off to A SECLUDED, PRIVATE BEACHFRONT before getting asked about HER UPCOMING SERIES FINALE this time, which kinda coincides with their notorious WARY attitude towards fame, doesn’t it? 

HELLO hello , i’m bay & this is my sweet lil savannah ! actress , sports fanatic , dog lover , confirmed adhd ball of energy ( as far as you know ) . if she had a label , it’d be the benevolent , and . . . well , let’s just get right into this ! 

·   ☆     .    𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚜  !

full  legal  name :  savannah raine walsh . –– her mother had a hand in her middle name , and boy was that woman a hippie . age :   twenty  three  .   gender :   cis-female . nicknames : sav , savvy , little walsh ( when in context with her older brother )   pronouns : (  she/her  ) occupation : actress ; sophie turner career claim . inspiration : listen . . . there’s a reason i chose sophie . also jane sloane . details : growing up with just her father and her brother , for the most part , sav was very much the tomboy type , and despite her father’s history in the mlb , the walsh kids often spent time away from him and lived a relatively normal life . this made sav’s climb to fame a bit more of an adjustment , but people seem to love the down - to - earth way she has about her . after wrapping an iconic fantasy series ( think game of thrones ) and starring in a blockbuster ( think dark phoenix ) , everyone seems to be wondering what’s next for america’s favorite sweetheart .

·   ☆     .    𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍  !

micah “mickey” walsh came from nothing . he was a natural born athlete with the drive of a kid who had nothing to lose and everything to gain , and he could’ve stepped right out of high school and onto a minor league baseball diamond , but his parents –– loony as they seemed –– insisted he go to college first , and he spent four years playing for vanderbilt , where he met his wife marnie . they fell in love , hard and fast , and by their senior year , they were throwing together a shotgun wedding in order to say their vows before her baby bump began to show . 

the first few years were a whirlwind with mickey never giving up his dreams of having a family and having a professional baseball career. two years in , he was called up to the big leagues , and thus began the ICONIC career of mickey walsh , second baseman and a monster at bat . after three years in the mlb , the walsh family grew , and when SAVANNAH RAINE was born in chicago , illinois , wrigley field filled to capacity celebrated . 

three years later , mickey was traded to the boston red sox , and the walsh family moved again . for some time , things were well , and they appeared to be living the dream . mickey loved boston , and boston loved the walshes , so much so , that contract after contract was renewed at fenway . when savannah was five , however , tragedy struck and her mother fell ILL . by the time sav was six , she’d succumbed entirely to her illness , leaving her and her brother , luke , to grow up without a mother .

the walsh family was devastated , mickey taking indefinite time off from his career to be with his children . his parents moved to boston shortly there after to help out with things around the house . mickey tried to keep a happy way about him , but after a season out , everyone could tell he was itching to get back , if only for the DISTRACTION of the game . . . so luke & sav grew up darting around fenway park . they attended every home game , stayed up to watch all of the away games , and they genuinely loved it . babysitters chased after them in exhaustion , and their grandparents did the most they could to raise them right .

savannah was always a FIERY little thing , and it had nothing to do with the red locks she’d inherited from her mother . she was joyful and playful , kind and a lot for any one person to handful . she asked too many questions and had QUITE a knack for theatrics . most of all , though , from a young age , she was simply good . . . and she really never expected to get into acting .

all of that energy had to go somewhere , though , and seeing as she was dramatic as is . . . she was enrolled in dance classes and school theatre projects . she took a liking to acting , starring in school plays and toying around writing her own short films . in high school , savannah was everywhere . . . spread far too thin . but hey ! keeping busy is what this girl lives for ! 

at sixteen , she enrolled at an acting camp during the summer in los angeles , and this is when she found out that her family and friends weren’t simply full of shit ,  like she’d assumed .  she had talent , and she could make a career of acting . . . and unlike others , her rise was a bit too quick . she spent the summer going to auditions , and her BREAKOUT role was one of her first . . . v much a sansa on game of thrones type of deal .

sav finished off high school through a personal tutor and online schooling , but NOT going to college , for either of the walsh kids , was never an option . so she wagered a gap year from her father ,  so she could film seasons 2 & 3 of her show . other seasons were filmed during summer months , on breaks , and on long weekends . she SPED through her degree at new york university , and graduated in 3 , freeing up time to act full time .

there’s a GENUINE way about her that just . . . captures people , when she isn’t in character . in interviews , on talk shows , on red carpets . . . she’s just blatantly very soft , very sweet . skeptics think it’s an act , but anyone who KNOWS savannah knows that the only thing she fronts for the camera is constant energy . ya girl is tired . . . all the time , but will never admit to it ! 

after one of the most watched television series finales of all time and a franchise film –– along the lines of x-men/marvel –– stunning the box office , savannah is taking a moment to SLOW DOWN , because she’s never exactly done so . . . right now ,  she’s trying to figure out where to take her career next with a pile of scripts sitting at home and the world of the silver screen at her fingertips . 

·   ☆     .    𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 & 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜  !

like i said , miss savannah is very outgoing , very bubbly . she’s good with people . . . but let it be known that she’s an introvert at heart . my girl is queen of leaving parties early . 

definitely the lost-in-a-daydream type , and she’s always been a bit of a QUIET hopeless romantic . less grand gestures and magnificent romantic adventures , more of just . . . a genuine believer in love . which . . . CERTAINLY lines up with the way her life threw her for a loop , just after nineteen , and one (1) nate carpenter absolutely turned her world upside down . it took all of one chance meeting , and sav was completely smitten . despite the fact that their dads kind of sort of ?? hate each other , they are happily planning on spending the rest of their lives together , dipping out of Famous People Things by 9:30pm at the latest .

painfully honest . . . maybe a little too honest. if she’s not careful ,  she can occasionally say too much and put her foot in her mouth . no amount of media training can REALLY rein it in . . . so her publicist is well paid and honestly . . . she has a hell of a time keeping spoilers to herself , so a lot of interviews regarding big plot lines are often with castmates aksdjfha

has a dog named hercules ! not named after the greek hero . . . or the disney movie . . . but rather named after the massive beast in the sandlot . her hercules is a mutt she rescued as a pup . they’re not really sure what he is . . . only that he’s kinda big and definitely has some german shepherd in him . 

sports fanatic af . her dad played professional baseball , and now he coaches for the new york yankees . her brother is a household name for hockey fans . . . and , well , catch her in a bright blue dodgers jersey with the name carpenter on the back , every baseball season !! 

she hasn’t TOTALLY grown out of her tomboy-ness . she still wakes up early to go surfing , still does far better in beat up converse than she does in HEELS , insists on the thrill of doing her own stunts , curses like a damn sailor , and loves a good worn in denim . queen ! of ! rocking ! overalls ! 

thinks about her mom a lot , but tries not to do to the fact that it just fuckin . . . makes her sad and anxious . the grief , she can handle , but the nerves ? her mother died of breast cancer , and savannah STUBBORNLY refuses to get tested to see if she’s got the genetic marker for it .

still visits her grandparents in boston often 

has a very .. . strange relationship with fame . she knows it’s fleeting , and she doesn’t really care for her private life being prodded into . in fact , that’s the worst part of it all . it’s taken a toll on her self - esteem , here and there , but for the most part. . . . she tries not to let it get to her . if she could do the acting thing without the fame , she honestly would . 

ok that is . . . my girl savannah . i hope y’all love her as much as i do bc i am vERY EXCITED ok !!  HIT ME WITH A LIKE & I’LL COME SWOOPING IN FOR PLOTTING !! 

[realtalk-princeton]

To Maybach -- Anon 2023 again. Honestly, my other major option is Brown (and Penn, but that's out by now) and I'm concerned that I'd be sacrificing happiness if I choose Pton. "Happy" is a part of the Brown brand, whereas "ahhhhh" seems to be a part of Pton's. I want the name and the opportunities Pton would afford me. I suppose that's not a question, but how would you respond? Do you understand what I mean? Is it so awful to pick Pton 4 name/opportunity (in addition to the other stuff)

Sorry for the delay everyone, I just got caught up in a lot of obligations. Due to multiple popular demands from both pre-frosh and current students, I decided to structure my Brown and Princeton story in the following manner. In the first section, I’ll give my background context prior to starting college and my feelings throughout the years on the subject. In the second section, I’ll specifically address the above question in more detail with my many thoughts on key distinctions between the two schools. I think the combination will serve the purposes of everyone quite nicely. Lastly, if any pre-frosh ever want to talk to me, feel free to reach out and ask for my contact information. Or even better yet lol, I just remembered that PREVIEW started, so I guess it might be easier to just talk in person to me. I actually don’t even have class tomorrow haha. I just think that talking is sometimes easier than writing and also in these responses sometimes I have to speculate. For example, I can pretty safely state that if a pre-frosh is almost certain of being a pre-med, Brown is probably going to be a much less stressful experience, but I have no idea if this applies to you beforehand.

So anyway, even though it was four years ago, I still remember it like it was yesterday. Boy time flies. I was not the most studios or stand-out HS student. I wasn’t the valedictorian or salutatorian of a rather small school far away from major cities. While some Princetonian HS students spent summer doing lab research at universities, I spent mine goofing off with friends and traveling. We used to actually have a bonfire at the end of the school year and burned stacks of our HW up to 4 feet high lol. When it came to applying to college, I did not actually even again acceptance to NYU or BC lol even though my stats were more than up to par. I guess maybe they were concerned that I wouldn’t be a very hard-working student. Luckily, I am very fortunate that despite coming from an extremely educated family (grandfather and mom went to Columbia, Dad went to Berkeley, etc.), my parents never put that much pressure on me. So as you can imagine, I was super excited when I heard that I got into Princeton, Brown, Cornell, and some other schools. For a period of time, I was actually getting ready to go to Brown. My SO at the time had committed to URI and I was psyched by the super expressive culture of Brown. Students prided themselves on being true to themselves and also took full advantage of freedom with responsibility. The location was close enough to NYC and some kids from my HS were already there. I always hated excessive structure and authority growing up and the prospect of 70%’s A’s granted, no +/I’s, and pass/failing anything was totally alluring! On a side note, I always laugh when they say that people don’t abuse pass/fail and use it only like 10-15% of the time. Well, maybe that’s because they’re already handing out A’s like it’s water and all A-’s become A’s haha. But anyway, I was psyched. Who wouldn’t want to live at camp Brown and take it easier than HS, but still be guaranteed a legit degree on your resume? However, after I visited Princeton, connected with a large number of alumni, and actually started putting real thought into my education, my perspectives slowly, but surely started to change. I think what I really underestimated was the power of the Princeton degree and how impressive our alumni network truly is. The people I met and still meet to this day are absolutely brilliant in several respects (e.g. they aren’t just nerds in one subject) and many are focused on maximizing their impact and allocation of influence in this world. The alumni donation rate is nothing short of incredible and the chance to be part of this network was alluring. I remember meeting a guy actually who got waitlisted and was already attending Duke when he got the chance to go to Princeton. He lived every moment to the fullest with his academic pursuits, the social network of brilliant, but diverse persons, and solid career plans. Anyway, it just became more clear to me over time that while Princeton was rigorous, it’s academic qualities could be much more intimate and engaged than Brown and the intellectual horsepower of its students (mostly) created truly incredible and impactful people. Jeez lol I forget sometimes how many alumni we have on the SC, in politics, business, arts, etc. At Brown, all they do is gush over Emma Watson in an almost cult-like way (sarcasm). But anyway, I was getting pushed as you can imagine, but I was still worried as I wasn’t the best HS student and grade deflation had literally only ended the year before. But eventually, the offer was just too good to pass up. Once you become a Princeton student, your life truly does change and people will treat you give you credit solely based on this fact (whether it’s right or wrong is another story). I remember before I even committed, I was hanging out at the Princeton Club in New York and a few days later some of the guys (who literally knew me for like a few days), invited me out and basically paid of lunch at Smith and Wollensky and lauded me on my “accomplishments” lol and how they could always be resources to bolster a Princetonian. Pretty soon after I committed.

As for answering your specific question, I’m already seeing red flags. Whenever you choose a school for the name, that’s setting yourself up for a bad time. Yes, our opportunities are better. Look at the difference in endowments lol. It’s like that for a reason even though they have way more students and more grad schools. It’s also reflected as well in our post-graduation salary averages. Brown is more creative with RISD and it’s curriculum, but that doesn’t always equal more opportunities. Princeton has the most power and resources of any university on a per-student basis and gives us an incredibly powerful brand and network. That said, you should probably explore why you want to go to Princeton other than the name and brand. One of the miserable people I know picked Princeton over another school because it was the “Best” school she got into and that’s just not fun when you didn’t research enough beforehand. By contrast, I know someone who turned down Harvard for a small liberal arts school in the middle of nowhere and she had an amazing time. If you feel like and click with Brown’s social scene, that’s another reason for not going to Princeton. Academically, Princeton is better for people who want rigor and want to truly maximize their learning in a short period of time and be around amazing minds. Our depth is much better than Brown’s and it shows with how strong our students are in critical thinking skills both inside and outside of their majors. However, there is a downside to this. For example, if you want to major in physics at Princeton, you better adapt fast or be damn good at it. You can’t just “love” physics and be relatively bad at it (compared to your peers) to succeed here because we teach you to be the best students possible from professors who literally wrote your book. At Brown, sure you don’t learn as much or go as deep, but you can major in almost anything because you just aren’t held to the same standards. So there’s a tradeoff. If I majored in Brown’s business program, let me just say that I would not NEARLY be perceived by others to be so intelligent (even though I’m not lol). I know the kids in the degree, it’s not like they are dumb, but jeez lol is it a joke a bunch of the time. Relating sociology to business for example on the surface can seem like a good idea that teaches people until you actually see what they’re writing and working on. I would probably have a 4.0 without working as hard too. And I don’t mean this to mean I’m like super smart or anything. It’s just not comparable to Princeton. However, I am super blessed and thankful that I did take Economics here seriously. The kinds of critical thinking skills and the ability to analytically dissect complex multi-faceted problems that I have developed serve me very well and I feel so rewarded. I literally got a position at a hedge fund with no experience at all because the interviewer liked how I wrote a research paper on guns an applied rigorous statistical analysis in many novel ways to answer new questions. This is no different in many ways than using public information using novel techniques to find value where nobody else sees it. But overall, I think that I’m feeling Brown for you unless you are willing to work harder here for greater depth of learning. I just want to say too though that despite me working hard, I still don’t pull-allnighters almost ever and I still have achieved very high grades. You don’t have to be a genius to do well here. Take it from me. I had piss-poor test scores (by Princeton standards) and was not a valedictorian, but if you are strategic and work reasonably hard and are disciplined, the work is more than doable. I don’t want to brag because I think it promotes bad culture, but you ought to know that a student like me can succeed academically and perform at the top of their class without working in the library all the time. So you should really evaluate what kind of learning experience you want and where you will be most likely to be happy and healthy. Some people just want a break after HS and don’t care about going super deep into their learning development. That’s totally fine, but then Brown is probably better (assuming you also like the culture). Some people would really abuse Brown’s system, not really learn, develop unhealthy and bad habits, and be kind of bored. In that case, Princeton is better. It really depends on you, but if all you see here for you is a name, you’re probably shooting yourself in the foot coming here.

Anyway hope that all helps. I can answer specifics if you have them too.

Edit. also I realized how long this all is and noticed that maybe some of you should just call me or I can connect you with people I know who love Brown lol. It’s sometimes harder to write these things and express everything properly compared to like a 30-minute dinner conservasation. Just putting it out there. I’m also exhausted lol from staying up until 4am the past few nights for this huge deal coming up. I did this tonight so that I wouldn’t mess up my sleep schedule any further and avoid taking a nap lol.

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hey-o it’s ric-o !! just kiddin’ it’s sam here with no impulse control cause i’ve brought in five more muses . you can read a little about them under the cut ! come hmu in the ims or on discord if u would like to plot with them or any of my other muses ?! kees kees .. x

NATHALIE KELLEY, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met fidelia marisol medina yet ? the thirty one year old is known for being both cunning and sedulous, but also very contentious and brutal. born in new york city, lia now lives in westminster, a classy criminal who sends "brb gotta sin" texts at least three times daily.

fidelia was born and raised in good ol’ new york city ! she was born to a relatively more lower class family . with two younger siblings , her father eventually skipped town on their family when he decided he didn’t want to deal with them anymore 

she was only ten at the time and had to watch as her mom continuously struggled to provide for her and her siblings . 

tw: drugs. at the age of thirteen , lia finally had enough and started getting involved in some shady drug shit just to help her family make ends meet

tw: gang related. she eventually got involved with a notorious new york gang where she worked as a dealer . at the age of twenty , her mom got a prospective job offer that would change their lives so she moved with her and her little siblings to london . from that point on , her mom and her little siblings lived a happier and more comfortable life

tw: gang. but lia fell back into her old ways and ended up getting involved with the north gang ( the underworld plot ) because that’s all she’s ever known really 

tw: drugs. she’s worked her way up the ladder after years of allegiance to the gang and is now the head of the drug smuggling/trafficking operation there .

personality wise , she’s very smart , street wise at least . very head strong and independent , she gets what she wants , always . lia is very closed off , it’s not easy for her to open up to people . she’s always known a very lonely life esp since she was forced to grow up so quickly . she can be very aggressive when she wants to be . lia comes off as v ruthless and scary but if ur on her good side , she’ll be infinitely loyal and look out for u always

wanted connections : fwb , party buddies , people from her old gang , her family ( mom and two younger siblings ! ) , people from her current gang , exes that ended badly , relationships that could never take off properly because of how closed off she is . honestly anything please

DIEGO LUNA, CISMALE, HE/HIM — have you met rafael lorenzo valdivia yet ? the thirty six year old is known for being both conscientious and well-meaning, but also very abrasive and argumentative. born in los angeles, raf now lives in camden, an actual dad who cracks way too many dad jokes for his own good, that is when he's not being a hardass detective.

highkey based off of nick amaro from law and order svu . 

tw: sex crimes. works with lolana as a sex crimes detective . he’s always wanted to work in law enforcement and he ended up in the sex crimes department as a temp when they were down a few people but wanted to stay there after realizing that this was his calling . 

he’s got a six year old daughter that means the world to him and an estranged wife that he loves just as much . but he tends to always put work first which has made things messy his entire life

he’s a good guy like genuinely such a dad type . the kind of guy to like pick you up if you sound drunk over the phone and make sure you’re tucked into bed with a glass of water and aspirin on the bedside table for when you wake up .

he can be a total hardass though because he takes things very seriously and god he just needs to lighten up sometimes ! but he sees some pretty dark stuff while working which kinda factors into that 

personality wise , yeah total dad . makes super lame dad jokes and gets offended when people don’t laugh with him . very caring and empathetic , wants to change the world and thinks he’s doing his part by working in sex crimes . he’s very blunt and constantly speaks his mind , argues a lot , gets him in trouble at work . 10/10 an actual pup .

wanted connections : people that he works with , best friends pls !!! he needs some good ol friends in his life , a crush ( but it’d be more so one sided bc he’s hung up on his wife even though they’re separated ) , his family ( i pictured him having one younger sister but cousins and things work too ) , someone who wants to get into the law enforcement and he kind of acts like a mentor ? anything yawl !

LOGAN LERMAN, CISMALE, HE/HIM — have you met arden james lavin yet ? the twenty four year old is known for being both astute and sympathetic, but also very awkward and blunt. born in liverpool, jay now lives in islington, an nca agent who has a tendency to trip over untied shoelaces ... so much for his iq of 186!

based off of spencer reid from criminal minds .. wow i just love my fictional characters ! 

grew up in the care of his mother , never knew his father because he skipped town on his mom when she got pregnant . he never felt the need to find him or contact him because he’s always seen him as a piece of shit for leaving his mom

tw: schizophrenia. his mother’s got schizophrenia so he often spent his childhood trying to take care of her , he ended up putting her into a mental facility when he turned eighteen because he thought she needed to get professional help . he visits her every day

he’s a fucking genius . got an iq of 186 and an eidetic memory which means he can remember basically everything he’s ever come across . graduated high school at 12 and went on to get phds in engineering , math and chemistry . he has his ba’s in psychology and sociology . 

he’s always been very interested in the human mind and how it works which is why he became an agent at the nca ( national crime agency ) as an analyzer/profiler . he helps put together profiles of potential subjects in cases etc 

takes his job seriously and loves it but it often takes a toll on him because again he sees some real dark stuff 

personality wise , he’s super fucking socially awkward . he fumbles over his words when he’s just casually talking to someone , sometimes doesn’t know how to make conversation yet when he’s talking about a case or just something he has knowledge on he can go on long tangents without fumbling . he’s got a good heart . he’s definitely more introverted and on the shier side , he’s also real laid back . he sometimes doesn’t get like millennial things . social media ? wtf is that .. twitter ? is that a type of bird ? he can get real sassy and rude if you ever test him though . he’s not the one sis !

wanted connections : people on his squad ( they’d be profilers/analyzers also ) , best friends also just someone who he’s actually not awkward around and he’s fully comfortable with , he gives lectures at local universities and stuff about criminology and psychology and sociology so maybe some fellow lecturers/professors or even students , childhood friends who would probably know about his mom and stuff , crushes ?? idk anything honestly 

ADRIANNE PALICKI, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met beatrisa agneta schulte yet ? the thirty year old is known for being both strong-willed and fearless, but also very emotionless and dismissive. born in koblenz, tris now lives in westminster, german spy turned british spy, she'll flirt with you til' she sends a knife into your chest.

based off nat romanoff aka black widow ... sorry x 3 i love my fictional characters !

tw: death. born in germany as bernadine schneider , she had a joyful albeit short lived childhood . her parents died in a car crash when she was 5 years old which she survived . stolen from the hospital , she was admitted into the “academy” . which is basically where she trained to become a deadly spy 

she’s now known as beatrisa schulte , but only goes by tris . few know her full name , none know her real name .

tw: death. at the age of eighteen , she graduated at the top of her class . her final assignment ? to shoot a man dead in front of her professors , as an initiation of sorts . 

from then on , she was given a number of assignments which mostly involved her collecting intel for the german government on the low . but eventually she was captured by british forces and instead of prosecuting her , the mi6 decided that she was much too valuable and put her to work . 

she basically does the same , collects intel on things like terrorist threats, etc etc but she also cleans house for them . meaning she takes on the dirty jobs that the government don’t want to dip their hands into . but to unsuspecting public , she’s a temp at a law firm .

personality wise , she’s flirty and charming . she can sweet talk her way into getting anything she wants . a bat of her lashes and a sultry smile and intel is basically thrown into her hands . but she’s deadly . if her charm doesn’t work , her violence sure will . tris isn’t afraid of anything really , especially not death . she’s strong willed but can come off very emotionless sometimes . beneath that however , she’s still very vulnerable . she was forced into this life but she’s always dreamed of living a normal , happy one . who knows if she’ll ever get that ! 

wanted connections : people she works with ( whether it be in the mi6 or just at the law firm she works at ) , people who live in her building ?? maybe they just see each other from time to time but never got the chance to really bond , friends ? but she’d never let them get too close so that could be a point of interest , random hookups ?? maybe it happened one night and she’s avoiding them like crazy bc she just can’t let herself get involved etc , anything !!

NICOLA PELTZ, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met fleur yvonne giraud yet ? the twenty three year old is known for being both charismatic and elegant, but also very self-destructive and pessimistic. born in bordeaux, flo now lives in westminster, a damaged socialite with a bad addiction who thinks her darling smile will fix all her problems in life.

and now we have fleur , aka flo . born to rich socialite parents , she lived the most part of her life in the luxurious hills of bordeaux , france . 

on the surface , her life seemed genuinely perfect . she had the charm and grace and the materialistic things , she had everyone eating out of the palm of her hand . but her family life was very poor . 

her parents became estranged when she was young so she grew up watching her father being unfaithful to her mother while the two constantly got into screaming matches . as an only child , she found no solace in siblings . 

tw: drugs. when she got to high school , she fell in with the wrong crowd and started using hard drugs as a means of escaping her life . she quickly became hooked and to this day she still is , however she manages to keep it under wraps fairly well .

she moved to london when she turned eighteen , taking a chunk of her parents money to do so . she lives the infamous socialite life here , getting into scandal after scandal but she seems to handle it with elegance .

personality wise , she’s very effervescent . she carries a charismatic presence with her and the room lights up when she walks in . with a honey voice and a darling smile , this girl spills from the brims with grace and elegance . but clearly she has very self-destructive tendencies and real deep rooted commitment issues . she’s the biggest fucking pessimist you will ever meet but she manages to make it cute™ by smiling after basically ripping things to shreds . 

wanted connections : fwb and it could be like with feelings or not but she just got commitment issues , party buddies she needs a million , just cute best friends who can handle her messy ass , maybe someone who runs in the same circle as her so they’re just constantly pictured together and hanging out and people are like oh are they dating who knows , something like almost is never enough ? like she kind of fell for this person and was close to actually opening up and settling down with them but then something happened and it fell apart , anything !!

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Our Story

Due to a few people asking about the blog and our little family, I thought I would put together one big post for anyone who is interested! I’ve been considering making this into a bit more of a family dog blog, so I suppose this will be a little intro/hint at that

So, hi ^^ I’m Isabella, I run this blog. I’m from Colorado originally, the most beautiful state ever. I met my husband, Mitch, on an online writer’s forum, when he posted asking if anyone was interested in coauthoring a book with him. I almost didn’t respond, but I’m so glad I did!! After sending him some samples of my writing, he immediately was like, “yeah, let’s write a book.” So that’s the start of that.

Mitch is from New York, but right after we met online, he went to basic training for the army. So a lot of the planning for our book was done over letters. Then, he decided to come visit me that December for a few days! Cue the panic (I totally had a crush on him not lying). Like, I was super socially awkward, never talked to a boy, never dated, nothing.

^ First picture of us together. The visit went so well!! I’ll never forget meeting him at the airport and how squeaky and nervous my voice was when we said hi. We had lots of fun, stayed up late, finished our book (Fire in the Stars, it’s pretty rad). Basically, I started really, really liking him -- now that I knew for sure he wasn’t some psycho catfish (kidding).

Anyway, he left, and got stationed in Italy. He pretty quickly became one of my best friends -- we’d talk almost every day, about everything from here to the sun. When October came around, he visited Colorado again. We had our first book signing together!! Also, I ditched school to get a matching tattoo with him. Good times all around. Basically, I was kinda in love with him.

Anyway, he went back to Italy. At this point, everyone I knew was like, “Isabella. You guys clearly need to get together.” My mom called him my “not boyfriend.” And I was all, “nooo, we’re just friends. it’s not like that. we just wrote a book together.” Psshh, whatever.

I went through sort of a rough time around here, with a lot of stuff going on with my family. He became my never failing support (he still is). We would sometimes skype all night, for hours -- falling asleep then waking up to keep talking over the computer. To be honest, I couldn’t believe that I was lucky enough to have a man this wonderful as my best friend--I didn’t think there was anyway he could actually, you know, like like me.

Well, February rolls around. We’d been super flirting for a while, but it turned more serious now--until one day, he just. He told me how he felt about me. I remember sitting on the floor in my bedroom being like. “OHMYGODOHMYGOD”. That’s pretty much when we started “dating,” but our relationship definitely began before that.

I remember these days as some of the best I’d ever had, but goodness, it was grating being so far away from him. We decided that, next time he got leave, I’d fly out to New York to meet his family! I rarely traveled, and never on my own, so I was super excited for the prospect of a new adventure.

Then, late April, he brought up getting married. And suddenly we were engaged? Like, I don’t even know what happened. It went from “haha yea marriage what” to “So let’s get married the next time we see each other in a couple months” in like one second. I know. Crazy. I still can’t really believe it. 

So the next few months, as I was graduated high school and whatnot, I was just filled with this ethereal excitement and joy. I had to tell my family (the terror) but most everyone was super supportive. Not that anyone was changing my mind. I was super in love. Gross.

August. I had my plane ticket and everything booked, but then his leave got cancelled. Devastation. Buuut literally the day before I was supposed to leave, he called me at 4am and was like “Isabella. Now I’m getting leave again. I get to see you tomorrow.” Insanity ensues, I spend the next 24 hours wildly packing and getting everything in order. Then, next morning, I get on a plane and head to New York. 

Literally THE BEST DAYS. We had two weeks together, which was like, forever, compared to the few days we’d gotten before. Anyway, I won’t go into too many details. But, we got hitched. Super small, casual ceremony (literally only three other people bc we needed witnesses). Afterward, we got marriage smoothies to celebrate.

I’d never been so completely happy in my entire life! Somehow, I’d found this wonderful, loving guy who made me laugh every day. He made me more me. 

Eventually, he had to go back to Italy. I spent another few weeks with my in-laws, before flying back home to Colorado. We found out that he’d be getting stationed at Fort Drum, New York, next, so I had to get ready for a big move! I took a gap year and started looking for colleges in NY. 

December, he got Christmas leave and came and visited Colorado again. We had a post-wedding reception, hiked horsetooth -- all around amazing time! But the best thing -- we met Hollis!!

He had to go back to Italy one last time, until late February. I looked into adopting Hollis to surprise him, since he basically fell in love with her beauty. And she was ours!

Once he got out of Italy, he flew again to Colorado, and we packed up our tiny Ford Focus and started roadtripping it out to New York. It was blizzarding the whole way.

Eventually, after like 35 hours of nonstop driving, we made it!! Hollis loved my in-laws place because of the freedom and the deer

March, it was time for us to move to Fort Drum and start our new adventure!! Finally, after over two years of being apart, it was so wonderful to move in together and be a family.

In April, we brought in a new member to our family-- little Kublai!!

Mitch wanted a grey husky, but the minute the breeder handed my tiny Kublai and her little freckled face, it was over. But Mitch got to pick her name. She pretty quickly stole both of our hearts.

Like, how cute are they. My heart cannot handle this.

And Hollis was so loving and protective of her little sister!!

Literally tears.

As the months passed, I couldn’t have been happier. We went to the dog park lots. Kublai started growing up. We had all the adventures. My little family made my heart so, so full. 

September, my husband deployed overseas. So I’m living by myself for the first time!! I’m so grateful I have my pups to keep me company. Missing him is hard, but time will pass.

Once he’s done in the military, we’re planning on moving back to Colorado. I cannot wait! I have so much hope for the future, and I am so, so thankful that I was somehow lucky enough to find the love of my life, and have the opportunity to be his wife <3

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reflections

it’s a weird time right now for sure. i’m feeling a mix of emotions. relief. pride. happiness. disappointment. frustration. confusion. boredom. 

so there’s a lot that’s been running through my head, but it’s kind of been swelling up and dying down, so i’ve never really thought that it’s been worth to note down. 

well, to begin with, i got into all the UC’s i applied to. UC Berkeley, UCLA, UC Davis, UC Irvine, UC San Diego, UC Santa Barbara, and UC Santa Cruz. i’m honestly still in shock. so. much. shock. i know i worked hard at Ohlone, but there’s also a part of me that knows that i could have worked harder. there’s a part of me that really, really wonders: why me? how? how did this even happen? what did i do to deserve this? admittedly, there’s a part of me that was like, oh. if i could do it, then it can’t possibly be that hard. i didn’t even get a 4.0 gpa. i really don’t think i could have had the essays polished to the point that they were without my friend. i felt a familiar frustration & guilt, like the tugging feeling at the bottom of my stomach when i had received an A on my country report, when in reality, the morning that it was due, i had woken up and found my report typed and finished by my mom. that A was HER accomplishment, not mine. while, yes, i did anxiously sit on that cruise in France, late at night, taking advantage of the espresso machine, writing out drafts upon drafts of ideas on paper, i can’t help but think that i don’t really deserve this. my friend’s an incredible writer, and there was a lot of rephrasing that she did to make my essays sound more poignant and compelling, and i can’t help but think that it wasn’t 100% my work. but of course i’m proud of myself. a little too proud of myself, for that matter. looking back, my ego swells as i admit to myself that i worked harder than some of my classmates, and that i really put in the effort to graduate with a near-perfect gpa. (fuck you geography & ethics, by the way). i recognize that i didn’t have to put 100% into my assignments to do well. there’s a part of me that feels guilty about those A’s, knowing that i didn’t put my blood, sweat, and tears into earning them. but well, with all that being said, i think i really did take the time to bask in my glory. i unapologetically blabbed it all over my social media to say the least lol.

i’m not going to lie -- deciding between UC Berkeley and UCLA was one of the hardest decisions that i’ve ever had to make. i still cannot CANNOT believe that i turned down Berkeley. i still remember worrying throughout that entire week, knowing that it would end with my Berkeley decision. i was so grateful to have work that day, so that i could take my mind off the anxiety. wow. wow, wow, wow. when i took a few deep breaths, closed my eyes, clicked “status update” and saw the words “congratulations”? oh my god the pure ELECTRICITY that shot through my body in those few initial seconds before my mind caught up. i wish i could bottle up that feeling and cherish it forever. there are few moments that i have been so so shocked, confused, and awe-struck, all at the same time. I GOT INTO BERKELEY, I GOT INTO BERKELEY i screamed as i practically glided over the stairs. i was shaking, my mind was racing, and i felt like i couldn’t catch a full breath from the pure excitement that took over my body and mind. i felt like i was floating the rest of the day. my family and i went on a gorgeous hike that evening, but i could barely comprehend my surroundings, i was too busy checking who had seen my Instagram story. who had sent me “congratulations” in my dm’s. i honestly wish i had filmed my reaction. it was so organic -- the pure emotion. admittedly, it was almost like the rest of the decisions took a backseat. i opened each with the expectation of getting in. i hate, hate, hate to say that bc i should have been so much more grateful to get into these schools. high school me would have burst into tears from pure joy from getting into any of the UC’s. in hindsight, i should have appreciated it more. it’s just the thought of: “wow, you want me??? but wait -- i’ve spent the last four (and two) years of my life wanting YOU!” 

once i got into berkeley, the only other decision that mattered to me was UCLA. i had been told that people rarely get into both, so i didn’t hold my hopes up too high. i knew that it was hard to get into, and i was already over the moon about the fact that i had gotten into Berkeley. but secretly, i knew i would be a little disappointed if i didn’t get in. i was expecting a waitlist, at least. UCLA came out the latest, on the same day as UCSD. my friend had told me that it was coming out at 5 pm, so i naturally spent the entire day trying to tamper down my nerves. i remember i had driven my sister to the ATM that evening when my friend texted me that it came out. immediate butterflies. i drove home and took a few deep breaths. i’ll just open it to get it over with i told myself. i was already shaking a little when i saw that a status update had been posted. oh, my god let me tell you. when i saw the blue banner at the top of the page reading “congrats, you’re bruin bound!” i could. not. believe. it. both Berkeley AND LA???? this was too good to be true. i needed to pinch myself a few times. I GOT INTO LA, I GOT INTO LA, I GOT INTO LA!!!!! i was screaming and shaking. i couldn’t believe it. 

in my 9th grade health class, our teacher had us each write a letter to our future self, for our senior selves to read. my 9th grade self had hoped that my senior self would get into UCLA. i can’t really explain it -- i’ve just always, always wanted to go to UCLA. needless to say, senior self was angry and disappointed that she had not lived up to her past self. but wow. wow, wow, wow. if freshman self saw current self. i don’t know what she would say. i think she would be at a loss for words too. but she would be ecstatic. current self certainly is. i can’t explain why i’ve always gravitated towards UCLA. i’ve never even visited lol. but i think that (kind of irrational) emotional connection was hard to dismiss when i was deciding. but of course, this decision did not come easy by any means. i was pretty set on going to Berkeley at one point (and believe me -- had i not gotten into LA, i would have HAPPILY gone to Berkeley, no doubt about it). that morning, i woke up with the intention of committing to Berkeley, but then i just started sobbing. i was shaking and crying and i couldn’t stop. i think that was a turning point for me (-ish lol). my friend called it my “coming-of-age movie moment”, which is honestly kind of accurate. it’s like that moment in Ladybird when she decides to follow her heart and dreams and move to New York City to pursue her education. 

now, with that being said, thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank x a million to Berkeley for this opportunity. oh my god, i still can’t believe you wanted me. it’s of the highest honor to be considered among your applicant pool, and i really wish i could have just gone to both schools. thank you, Berkeley. so, so, so much. from the bottom of my heart. you will really always hold a special place in my heart. Berkeley is practically my second home, having visited my grandma every weekend. i’m pretty sure i could navigate a good portion of Telegraph, College Ave, University, and Solano without a gps, and that’s saying a lot. thank you, Berkeley. really. maybe grad school, hopefully? anyways, i’ve made up my mind. i took a leap of faith, and there’s no looking back.

[anastvsiv-blog]

hey guys i literally just finished my LAST EXAm at like 3:30 so i was NOT ready for this but ... i have a bio written up and i’m gonna insert some bullet points below about ana !! she’s a completely new character so please bare w/ me while i figure her out! 

anyway im becca, 20, libra sun gemini rising for those of u who care, and i havent rp’d in a good minute but i’m really excited to join this place!! 

call her whatever u want .. ana, anastasia, tasia, stasia, taz, staci ..... the possibilities are endless and she loves nicknames??!

 ana is pretty nice tbh!! like she’s sweet but not a pushover, just tryin to have fun and avoid reality / homework / classes / her mom and brother 

she works as a barista at a lil cafe near campus bc her mom doesnt give her much in terms of money 

soooo 

anastasia was born and raised to miguel and cindy franco in asbury park, new york - just outside of new york city 

her childhood was nothing special or glamorous; it was normal. her father had always worked for the city while cindy stayed home to watch the kids and run her own jewelry making business, which ana always saw as a waste of time 

she admired her father the most, and she was his favourite. her mother favoured her older brother, and this was hard for ana, seeing as she spent the majority of her time with cindy who was home far more often than miguel was 

ana was inspired by miguel’s drive and work ethic, and while her brother david resented miguel for never being home, ana looked up to him for providing for their family and always aiming to achieve bigger and better for them 

with each new house they upsized and moved into and with each birthday and christmas that passed with better gifts than the last, ana admired her father dearly

when miguel and cindy divorced, a custody battle ensued resulting in david and ana being split up both at home and in school

david went to live with cindy, who quickly remarried, while ana and her father moved into a fancy new condo which ana was alone in much of the time 

ana didn’t mind the freedom, though, and she would throw massive parties that often resulted in the place being completely trashed earning

ana quite the reputation around her high school 

she got into drinking and smoking but miguel always forgave her for her wrongdoings, she was his angel 

in ana’s sophomore junior year of high school, miguel decided to run for mayor of asbury park and ana was thrilled to help him campaign, but this meant she had to be more careful with her new found hobbies - the mayor’s daughter couldn’t be known for throwing wild parties every weekend 

she cleaned up her act and miguel won the election, making him the mayor of asbury park for a full two weeks 

his time in office was cut short when he was caught in the act of multiple crimes of fraud and embezzlement 

miguel’s case did not stand up in court, where he defended himself, and he ended up getting convicted

ana had no other choice than to move in and move schools with her mom and her brother 

at this new school ana was picked on for having a felon as a father, while david was left alone and took no action to defend her at school 

ana has been living with cindy and david in asbury park where she misses her father dearly 

cindy has banned ana from having any contact with miguel - no visitation or even phone calls for as long as ana wishes to live under her roof

now that ana’s moved to new jersey for school, the same rules apply. if ana has any contact with her father cindy will stop supporting her financially 

david and ana have an extremely estranged relationship and he does not seem to want any part in fixing it 

both siblings harbour a resentment for the other - for siding with either parent 

after losing her father, ana lost all drive, she stopped trying in her new school where she was bullied daily and ended up skipping class most days to avoid the comments of her insensitive classmates. now that she’s in university nothing has changed, she’s only there to party 

it was only thanks to her mother that she got into princeton, as she is dating a professor 

ana is enrolled for political science and hopes to one day follow in her fathers footsteps, though she doesn’t have much drive for anything anymore and does not care to do well in school without her father around 

[eventuallyfall-blog]

13 Envelopes

pairing: reader x lin summary: After graduating from UCLA, you would find any way to escape having to go back home. Lucky for you, your Aunt Jasmine Cephas Jones had organized a way for you to have the adventure you’d never gotten to have before. You’re ready to take her up on the offer. warnings: rpf (naturally), mentions of teen pregnancy, swearing a/n: i was tryin to post this august 6th but then i had a hard time writing thru it bc i made myself sad with my writing because that’s a thing i do i guess. anyway let’s get crackin tagged: @defenestrate-yourself-please@justabravelittleblogger @decayingtrash @andschuyler @linslovelylocks @sarahgurl09 @artofnerdom

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

Ever since the date, you had been utterly giddy. You were suddenly extremely grateful that your Aunt Jasmine had decided to shove you to asking someone out. It was like you were walking on air, actually. “So wait, he actually kissed you?” “For the last time, Pippa, yes,” you said with the widest grin as you remembered the feel of his lips against yours. It'd been ages since you and Pippa had gotten to hang out. Right now, Pippa and you had made tea and decided to catch up on the couch. “I mean, you knew Aunt Jas was going to make me ask someone out, though? You couldn't have warned me?”

Pippa laughed, shaking her head. “Your aunt really wanted everything in the envelopes to be a surprise so no, I couldn't,” she said with a grin. “Besides, I only knew the contents of that one letter because she mentioned that you were still single and she felt that you should be going on dates and what not. I think she did you a favor. From the way you and Lin were acting, the two of you would've danced around asking the other out until someone else asked you out and end up married to someone else. Which is what happened with this other girl he liked a few years back.”

“Really,” you said with your eyebrows going up. “So then it sounds like Lin also owes Jas a thank you and not just me.”

“Oh for sure,” she said with a giggle, leaning back with a bright grin. “You're a catch! I mean, you are so pretty and smart. Exactly his type, funnily enough. Which it turns out that's also Michael's type.”

“Who the fuck is Michael?”

“The guy the girl he liked ended up with,” she explained as she finished off her tea and stood up. “Lin was bitter about it for a while there, but I think he's getting over it. Oh, you should open the next letter. I wanna know what letter five is all about.”

Envelope five had a small drawing of a girl that looked vaguely familiar. It took a minute before you realized it was your mother, age twenty-seven. She hadn't looked that vibrant and glowing in years. It was like life had started to suck the life out of her. You didn't realize that Aunt Jasmine remembered how your mom looked back then. Normally you discarded the envelopes but you set this one down with the intention of keeping it.

Honey bun,

Sometimes life doesn't have direction. When I was born, Anya was already fifteen and a full fledged teenager. Our dad and her mom had split ages ago – shortly after Anya was born, actually. Dad was only nineteen when your mom was born and her mother was only eighteen. Instead of taking responsibility and staying with dad, she split. He knew that relationships when you're a teenager aren't meant to last. He was worried that Anya's relationship wouldn't make it despite your existence and that she'd be left with little to nothing. Honestly, what I admire most about Anya and your father is that they still went to college and took care of you. It wasn't an easy task and I'm not sure you remember them being on food stamps and living in a crappy married couples dorm in Stanford.

They made it work, though. Stanford saw the happiest years of your parents' lives because there's something about being in school that made it easier. They had a roof over their heads, they had a schedule. It all fell apart upon graduation – which you probably don't remember well. I barely remember it myself. The only reason I know is because my dad told me about how he'd been surprised how steady their relationship was while he and my mom were raising me. I think when I turned ten is when your mother decided she didn't want to see him and my mom together anymore but I still wanted to see you and her. So I started visiting California on my own on dad's dime with his blessing.

Relationships are a tricky thing to explain, actually. It's the sort of thing that can feel like you're spinning rapidly out of control and it's easy to ditch them once it starts getting too serious. When you've got dreams, it's easy to see love itself as a baggage. That's how I once thought of love, anyway. Neither your mother nor I had any real model of healthy relationships. I think it might be why your mother is so defensive of her relationship with your father. It's... real. Or real enough, really. I think once you've spent twenty-eight years with someone, it becomes harder to say this isn't working. You don't want to throw away all those years together. Especially when you can say you'd been together since high school.

See, your mother doesn't hear criticism well, especially since dad's been trying to get her out of that relationship since before you were born. Which is the only reason I was okay with the relationship, I think. It made me an aunt to you. You're the greatest thing to come out of that relationship. And honestly, this is why envelope five is a wild card – you get to decide what you need to do. You can open envelope six whenever you feel it's appropriate.

All my love, Aunt Jas

There was no answers to this. You couldn't tell what the appropriate time to open envelope six was. For some reason, right after reading this letter didn't feel like the right time. You tucked away the sixth envelope in your purse, figuring that the perfect moment would hit you eventually. You already knew your family had been a bit screwed up – it was obvious to anyone. Between the fact your aunt was barely two years older than and you being the product of a teenage pregnancy and your mother somehow also being the product of teenage pregnancy (you wondered what the odds on that happening were), there was too much to your family that you didn't want to go into. In fact, when Lin specifically asked about your family during the date you went out of your way to focus exclusively on Aunt Jasmine. It had just been easier at the time.

You talked about how before Aunt Jasmine turned 15, she had stayed in your room during summer vacations and how when she was 15 she started staying in fancy hotels under her dad's name. How she was the one who helped you picked out your homecoming dress freshman and sophomore year and how lost you felt when she wasn't there to help after. You danced around why she stopped showing up and merely mentioned being surprised at the contact she'd made two years ago. For some reason, it felt like luck that you hadn't opened the envelopes until now. While you were certain this trip would've been just as amazing two years ago, it felt like a crescendo in your life. Like this was the drum roll, leading up to something important that you've yet to figure out.

Maybe you were investing too much stock in these envelopes your aunt gave you. Maybe the goal wasn't to figure your life out. After all, you'd only been 22 when the letters arrived. There's no way it was as simple as “help you figure your life out”. Whatever was going on, you figured a breather from the envelopes would help you sort out what you needed to do next. What you needed was something to clear your head. Some space away from them, something that would take you away from the right now.

The answer of what you needed to do next was see the Museum of Natural History. You weren't certain how your mind connected the need for distance from the now to history. Perhaps it had been on your mind a lot due to your recent conversations with Lin. He texted you almost every day now, telling you how he couldn't wait to see you again. It was nice to see his name flash across your phone screen with your heart racing every time, even as you were swiping on the blood red of Vampira from Kat Von D. You texted Lin, asking him to send your aunt to meet you at the Museum of Natural History. A slight grin appeared on your face as he texted back with your aunt's number and that he'll let her know you'd like to see her.

It was then that you realized that you never told your aunt that you had bought a laptop and phone in New York City. You supposed you should probably let her know that you had done that and explain that you figured that you'd be staying in New York City for a while. It'd already been almost a month, you realized with a start. How long where you going to stay? You weren't even halfway through the envelopes and it's already taken almost a month to get through them. It was then that you started to calculate out how long it'd been. You arrived June 20 – a week after graduating. It was now July 18 – in two days it would be a month. Suddenly you wondered if you should be getting through the envelopes faster.

You were grinning when your aunt showed up. Here was the thing about your aunt: you always felt like she was so much prettier than you. It was just since the two of you were so close in age it seemed like you and her should have bloomed at the same time. However, when Jasmine bloomed, you... didn't. Jasmine got the attention from the boys and at one point over the summer, a crush you'd had all summer long ended up trying to get your aunt Jasmine's number. It was demoralizing to have your aunt get the guy you liked, to say the least. That was when your self confidence was definitely at its lowest.

Right now was no exception either. It was why you were still surprised that Lin showed an interest in you over your aunt – who was older (and a gap between 35 and 26 was far less insane than the gap between 35 and 24), with lighter skin and with far more control over her own curls, and far more knowledgeable about theater than you. Looking at her now, it was hard to believe this was the same woman you had once shared baths with at age five and harder still to believe that someone would actually chose you over her. She threw her arms around you, a big grin on her face. “Let's go look at some dinosaur bones.”

Dinosaur bones wasn't exactly what you had in mind – you'd really wanted to see the planetarium. You figured maybe there was a chance the two of you could do both. Some time to see dinosaurs and stars. While logically, you knew museums like this existed all over the country something about New York City made it feel different. It was that feeling again; that feeling that felt like you'd been struck by lightening and were unable to put the flames out. “And maybe some stars later?”

Jasmine laughed slightly – you weren't sure if it was because of your predictability or because she was laughing at you. You took the favorable option. “You want to look at the observatory, huh?”

And for a while, everything went fine. Aunt Jasmine starting telling you the stories of backstage life, with you clinging to every word and realizing you'd never met the rest of the cast beyond Phillipa and Lin. “So when am I going to get to meet everyone else?”

“In due time, honey bun,” Jasmine said as she read the plaque for the giant set of bones that was in front of the two of you. “Pippa says you're the best roommate she's ever had. She comes home and you've already cleaned everything and have a hot meal waiting for her. Sounds incredibly domestic.”

You supposed domestic was the right word for it. You found yourself settling more into Pippa's apartment over the past month. A week after arriving, you'd hung your clothes up in the closet. Two weeks after, you starting writing your own events you needed to get to on the big whiteboard that Pippa had hanging up in the kitchen. Three days ago, you paid for groceries in the place after you'd run out of chicken. You hadn't realized how quickly you slipped into treating Pippa's apartment like “home”. “I suppose it's just cause I can't do anything without a clear head. Cleaning helps.”

“You'd always been a neat freak,” Jasmine said with a sly grin on her face. “Whenever you'd come over to my hotel, you'd yell at me over leaving my clothes everywhere. Renee and Pip do the same thing in the dressing room. Well not yell... more like sternly talk to me about how it's a shared space.”

Jasmine was right – she'd always been messy and you'd always been the clean one. Cleaning up after everyone else's mess, the same way you always had chosen the clear cut path rather than taking risks. It had been the biggest opposition between you and aunt Jasmine. She was messy, a risk taker, the one who broke the rules. You were clean, the steady course, the one who abode by every rule. Even your notebooks told this – clean, neat, elegant notes. Everything laid out neatly in stark contrast with Jasmine. Her lighter but somehow messier. “You probably might need my help,” you teased. “I'm willing to come look at previews any time.”

“Oh no you don't,” she said, her eyes going wide. “Pippa insists you need to get the full experience opening night. Star studded VIP treatment and all that. I kinda agree with her.”

You shrugged, figuring at least you could find out how much 128 gigabytes really could store when it came to pictures. It did go against the spirit of the trip, but since it was starting to feel more like it'd be months before you returned back to reality... you wanted a way to call your mother is what you told yourself. You missed home. But you knew that it was all because you wanted a way to keep in contact with those you'd met in New York City. “Pippa likes to be bossy, doesn't she?”

And then your phone went off. The loud ringing meant it was probably Lin – either texting you or calling you. And then you saw Jasmine's face – you'd never seen that look on her face. Her lips had parted and her eyes just had a hint of something that looked... like hurt. The only time you'd ever seen her seem hurt is when your mother had told her that she was too young to understand her. “You brought your phone? On the trip where I said don’t bring your phone?”

Logically, you knew you didn't have to explain yourself if you had brought your phone with you. You knew that you were an adult and she couldn't prevent you from. But you didn't like how vulnerable Jasmine looked. Your aunt wasn't a vulnerable person. So instead of the 'so what if I had' answer on the tip of your tongue, you said instead, “No, I bought a new phone. The instructions didn't say I couldn't buy new electronics.”

“It was... implied,” Jasmine said, briskly starting to walk away from you. And your heart sank. You chased after her, calling her name until she spun around, clearly upset. “You just... you violated the spirit of the adventure!”

You sputtered in response. “The spirit of the adventure,” you said, seeing red. “We haven't spoken in almost ten years! And the first thing I get from you is ditch your phone and your entire life in Los Angeles to come hang out in New York City! We were like sisters growing up but here we are and I had no idea you were making a Broadway debut!”

Jasmine looked hurt by this. “At the time when I sent those, I didn't know I'd be making a debut on Broadway,” she said, folding her arms over her chest and pulling away. You knew that this was probably a point where you could apologize and everything would be fine and the two of you could go off the planetarium but the logic had checked out for the day. “What about you, huh? You took two years to even get around to this! It was supposed to be a graduation gift!”

“Graduation gift,” you said incredulously, shaking your head. “A better graduation gift would have been actually coming to my commencement ceremony. But you weren't there. You had... three separate tries at now! High school graduation – where were you? Not there! Bachelor's? Not there! Masters? Nope! I had to find out through your cast mates that you even knew that I had gotten my masters!” You paused, realizing by the look on her face that you had touched a nerve. “I'm flying back to LA. Tonight.”

And you stormed off with aunt Jasmine making no attempt to stop you from leaving. Yet when you arrived at Pippa's apartment with the intent of going back to Los Angeles and forgetting about the rest of the envelopes, your phone buzzed yet again. Lin's name flashed across your phone and the ticket Pippa promised to get you for the premiere of Hamilton caught your eye – sitting right there on the bedside table. The silver dress you planned to wear to the event was hanging on the door. And then the realization came that you couldn't leave. You had to see this thing through. So there was only one option you could really feel comfortable with: you dialed a number on your phone and through your tears, you managed to get out, “Can we hang out later?”

[skuldxggxry]

Massive Ask

I was tagged by @ysabelmystic

Putting this under a read more  bc it seemed fun & I love doing stuff  my followers tag me in <3

Rules: tag 20 people    [ I won’t bc I’m bad at tagging, so if you want, go right ahead! ]

The Last:

1. Drink: Orange juice

2. Phone Call: My dad, though he didn’t pick up. Boo. 

3. Text message: Mum; sent her a pic of dogs, to which she replied with a message she must’ve butt texted me: “Pin mom inmate and pmmmmhom”

4. Song you listened to: Bloom- The Paper Kites  ( thanks, Spotify discover weekly. )

5. Time you cried: Literally just an hour or so ago at auditions. Got emotional talking about Hunchback lmao.

Have You:

6. Dated someone twice:. Not really. Haven’t really ‘dated’ either. Don’t think dating someone twice is v smart. Idk. 

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Uh, not really? I mean, maybe a little regret, but it was more a peck than a real kiss so. Eh. 

8. Been cheated on: No

9. Lost someone special: Yeah. Death & just grown apart wise. 

10. Been depressed: Yes, unfortunately. 

11: Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope. I’ve only ever tried various beers & wines & moonshines, but I’ve never drank a whole glass of anything so. 

List 3 Favorite Colors:

12. Teal

13. green

14: black

In the last year, have you…

15. Made new friends: yes!!

16. Fallen out of love: Yes, unfortunately. 

17. Laughed until you cried: Yes! Thank goodness. 

18. Found out someone was talking about you: Ahahaha, yeah. I usually find that out pretty fast though; people who talk about me behind my back have a tendency to be very obvious about it bc they’re nasty people lmao. 

19. Met someone who changed you: Yes. 

20. Found out who your friends are: Hahahhaha, yep!

21. Kissed someone on your FB list: Nah. 

GENERAL:

22. How many Facebook friends do you know in real life: All but two of them. I don’t usually friend people unless I know I know them, so it’s either IRL or really close. 

23. Do you have any pets: Three dogs & two horses. 

24. Do you want to change your name: At times! There’s definitely names I like better than mine, but it’s my name that my family gave me so. Shrugs. 

25. What did you do for your last birthday: Uh? I don’t... remember? I think I had a Phantom of the Opera themed birthday, so that was cool. 

26. What time did you wake up: Like 9:00, though I tried to fall back asleep lmao

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Tungle.hell

28. Name something you can’t wait for: My theme commission for my Elias blog!! Also, Hunchback of Notre Dame. 

29. When was the last time you saw your Mom:  Spent all day with her today. :]

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I wish I had been more unafraid to audition, yknow? Wish I could just change how scared & sad I am all the time so I have nothing holding me back, even a bit. 

31. What are you listening to right now: My Spotify Discover Weekly. ( This question reminds me of Deviantart... oof.. ) 

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yep! I was partnered up with an older gentleman named Tom in Iolanthe! He was a lot of fun to talk to, & he encouraged me sliding across the stage on my belly, so I’m pretty chill with him. 

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Right now? Uh, having to watch my brother’s dogs out of the blue, but otherwise, nothing 34. Most visited website: Prob tumblr 35. Mole/s: Idk?? I have a lot of freckles, but nothing that sticks out. 

36. Mark/s: I have a bunch of freckles. A scar on my chin, a scar on my knee, a scar on my foot.

37. Childhood dream: To Play Christine Daae on Broadway!! Still is my dream tbh. 

38. Hair color: Brunette with (very grown out) honey-colored ombre

39. Long or short hair: long, now! It’s down to my mid back. :]

40. Do you have a crush on someone?: I crush on too many people. 

41. What do you like about yourself: I have a good singing voice, I think. & I think I value kindness, so I try & strive for that a lot. 

42. Piercings: Ear Piercings, but I think they’ve healed up; I was on swimteam, & I was paranoid about ripping my ears or cap so I never wore earrings & now am suffering for it. 

43. Blood type: uh. 

44: Nicknames: A, anne. Anything, at this point

45. Relationship status: Single & wishing I was in a relationship, but I’m definitely married to my jobs rn bc I have no time for anything else. 

46. Zodiac: Sagittarius

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV show(s): Parks & Rec, Game of Thrones, K-On!

49. Tattoos: None, but I desperately want a Firefly from TLOU on my hip. I’d also like a skulduggery thing eventually, tho idk where. 

50. Right or left hand: Right

51. Surgery: Wisdom teeth. 

52. Hair dyed a different color: Yeah-- I dyed it ombre & i’m planning on dying it again once I get it trimmed. 

53. Sports: I was on a swim team for 8 years, but I quit about 4 years ago. 

54. Vacation: I’ve been to California, Florida, Delaware, South Carolina, Georgia, New York (New York), Wyoming, South Dakota, Montana, Texas, Kansas & Missouri. I’ve never been out of country, but I desperately want to go to Ireland & Japan. 

55. Shoes: My Twisted X boots or Twisted X tennies. Represent my dad’s business, hell yeah!

56. Eating: I just ate Wendy’s bc I’m unhealthy lmao

57. Drinking: i’m not drinking anything rn

58. I’m about to: Get to answering asks & drafts. oof. 

59. Waiting for: my Big Break. 

60. Want: My dreams to come true... now! I don’t wanna wait!

61. Get married: I’d like to, eventually. But I want it to be the really right person, so. I’m not rushing. 

62. Career: Broadway actress

WHICH IS BETTER:

63. Hugs or kisses: Both!!! Hugs are nice in any situation, but I bet a good kiss from someone you love is like the warmest of fall evenings. 

64. Lips or eyes: Eyes

65. Shorter or taller: TALLER TALLER TALLER TALLER TALLER

66. Older or younger: Older, def. 

67. Nice arms or nice stomach:  u h. I mean. I like both? But I love strong arms. 

68. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive

69. Hook up or relationship: Relationship, by far

70. Troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker. 

HAVE YOU EVER:

71. Kissed a stranger: Hahaha, yeah. I played spin the bottle at a con, though it was just a little tiny peck. Never anything more intense than that. 

72. Drank hard liquor: Yep!

73. Lost glasses/contact lenses: I totally lost my glasses 74. Turned someone down: .. yes.... mainly bc they’re people I see as more friend or sibling relationships with them than romantic. 

75. Sex on first date: no, probably not. I’m way too shy to do that. Plus, that like.. ruins the whole first date! It’s gotta be SWEET. It’s gotta be ROMANTIC. It’s gotta end with a KISS ON THE HAND & a PROMISE FOR ANOTHER. 

76. Broken someone’s heart: Hueh. yeah. Unfortunately. Oof. 

77. Had your heart broken: Yes!

78. Been arrested: Nope nope nope nope. Thank God. I’m pretty much a goody-two-shoes tho, so. 

79. Cried when someone died: Oh yeah

80. Fallen for a friend: Yeah, haha

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

81. Yourself: Somewhat!

82. Miracles: Yes!

83. Love at first sight: I think there CAN be, but I think it tends to be mixed up with infatuation at first sight. 

84. Santa Claus: I want to believe

85. Kiss on the first date: Nothing too intimate. Something sweet, like a hand kiss or a cheek kiss. 

OTHER:

86. Current best friend:  My best friend IRL is Ivy. She’s a doll. 

87. Eye color: Brown

88. Favorite movie: SWEATS.  I have a lot of faves. 

[zcyleeta-blog]

hello buggies!! really sad bc my computer just crashed and I lost what I had already typed of this but second times the charm hopefully. I’m naomi (( she/her || twenty || est )) and these are my characters. I have zaylee zatara, daughter of zatanna zatara, and I also have gunner logan son of garfield logan aka beast boy. yes I gave them names with the same first initial it just felt right. I don’t have their entire backstories down yet but I’ve listed what I do have and some possible connections below. I’d really love to get some connections before we start, so pumped for this.

(zaylee zatara)

No way, is that MAIA MITCHELL? Oh, wait, no, that’s just ZAYLEE ZATARA. They’re about TWENTY years old, and came here from GOTHAM CITY. They’re the daughter of ZATANNA ZATARA. From what i’ve heard, she DID know who their parent was. I don’t know what exactly they’re capable of, but I wouldn’t mess with them, I hear they’re pretty UNPREDICTABLE, MORBID, & IMPETUOUS. Even so, I’ve also heard that they’re CHARMING, WITTY, & INTREPID.

personality; zaylee is a very headstrong and driven girl. she has been raised to be independent and never take no for an answer. she’s extremely smart and almost puts too much effort into achieving her goals. ever since she was young zaylee wanted to be a police officer, getting older and developing powers she realized how useless the profession is in a world full of superheros and how they only dealt with the petty stuff... like parking tickets. none the less her determination kept her going with that court of study and is currently getting her bachelors in criminal justice in gothem as well as a minor in french and latin... like I said, over achiever. zaylee is somewhat of a negative human, she’s certainly a pessimist. she’s the type of girl that loves horror films and wants to ride the biggest roller coaster. she doesn’t particularly like or trust most people, so the ones she does trust she keeps very close.

background; zaylee is gothem city born and raised. she has lived at shadowcrest manor the majority of her life, up until college when she got an apartment in the city. shadow crest manor is the ancestral moving home of the zatara family. it has been just outside the city of gothem since john zatara’s ownership. the building is a very magical building and can move on it’s own and is not visible to most. zaylee has been learning magic at the manor since the age of seven, post her police officer goal phase. zantana has taught her when she has the time but a lot of the studying has been done on her own. part of the reason for zaylee’s un-trusting nature is probably due to the large amounts of time she spent at the manor alone. she had homeschooling until high school. zaylee has never know who her father is and zatanna has made it clear that she doesn’t want her asking. for now she doesn’t quite frankly care who he is.

abilities; zaylee isn’t nearly as powerful as her mother but she does hope to be someday, and with her dedication there’s no doubt to most that she will be. 

telepathy: zaylee works on her telepathy but it’s a very difficult ability to master. for now she can erase memories and strongly persuade someone to do something, however the persuasion can be broken quite easily with intervening.

telekinesis: she can move and obtain objects that are various distances from her using spells. 

deflection: she can deflect oncoming attacks to her, if she has enough time, to eliminate or reduce the attack.

eldritch blast: zaylee can blast enemies with mystical energy. this ability is the one her mother has worked with her most on and she’s quite good at it.

phasing: zaylee can make herself into her "phantom form" and become intangible. this is another ability zatanna has worked with her on. however she’s not particularly strong at it and can only hold the form for a certain amount of time before returning.

healing: zaylee has some healing powers which she just discovered. however it take a ton of energy and she can only do it to herself.

reflection: this is a new power she’s been working on and therefore doesn’t get it correct every time. she can reverse physical trauma so that attacks that come her way will deflect and hit the opponent instead.

possible connections:

- GOTHEM CITY: if your character is form or has been in gothem hmu because zaylee has lived there (( just outside of there )) practically her whole life. - RIVAL/FRENEMY: zaylee is very competitive in nature, so it’s natural that she would feel a rivalry to others. - EX: i have a headcannon for zaylee’s past love life. she had an exboyfriend who was the only guy she ever truly loved, however rumor spread that he was cheating on her. humiliated, because zaylee hates feelings and even letting herself get that close with someone was extreme, she broke up with him on the spot without even hearing him all the way out. he actually wasn’t cheating on her. - BEST FRIENDS: she’s got a bit of an icy exterior but I swear she’s one of the most loyal and loving people to those she holds close. - FAMILY FRIENDS: aye oh justice league children of any kind I’m sure we’ve meet at the work family picnic right justice league probs has those right?? sorry I think I’m funny. also maybe if your parent is a magic user of some sort zatanna is like queen of magic so she probably knows most.

THIS IS WHAT IM THINKING UP OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD BUT ID LOVE TO JUST TALK AND PLOT IF YOURE INTERESTED IN SOMETHING BESIDES THESE PLOTS.

(gunner logan)

No way, is that HARRY STYLES? Oh, wait, no, that’s just GUNNER LOGAN. They’re about TWENTY-ONE years old, and came here from NEW YORK CITY. They’re the son of BEAST BOY. From what i’ve heard, he DID know who their parent was. I don’t know what exactly they’re capable of, but I wouldn’t mess with them, I hear they’re pretty UNRELIABLE, IMPULSIVE, & CAUSTIC. Even so, I’ve also heard that they’re SANGUINE, COMICAL, & LOYAL.

personality; oh god where to even begin with this kid. gunner is probably one of the cheekiest guys you’ll ever meet. he really takes after his father, despite not really knowing him. gunner can make a joke out of almost anything, whether it’s a good joke or not. he’s quite childish, very unreliable, and honestly a bit airy at times. however, the kid will have your back no matter what, he’s a light ball of energy, and he’ll always have a smile on his face. gunner is very flirtatious and it gets him into trouble sometimes. gunner never knew an enemy, he literally trusts everyone. the kid is very gullible so he kinda needs someone to make sure he’s not like accidentally committing crimes for people. gunner is vegetarian like his father, he’s super passionate about animals.

background; garfield was one of those dads that came around every once in awhile to take his son out to the baseball park. gunner had nothing but fond memories with his father growing up, however the memories were minimal. his mother and garfield had a one night stand that resulted in a pregnancy. his mother wasn’t to keen on her future child growing up around a superhero and violence so she kept visits with garfield to a minimum. gunner has been able to bond with his father more so since moving out and making more of an effort to get to know him, especially since he started developing similar abilities. no gunner didn’t ever turn green, but ever since he was young he had a strange connection with animals. as he got older it developed and he was sort of able to read and communicate with animals. this doesn’t mean that he could fully understand them, just pick up on what they might be thinking. at the age of eleven was when he first actually transformed into one. that was around the time when his mother was considering kicking garfield out of his life for good, gunner was determined to find a way to make that not happen--hence figuring out how to shift. the plot worked since gunner couldn’t figure out how to transform back from being a Pomeranian and garfield had to come and help him out. gunner was born and raised in nyc and is currently attending nyu for film production, however he really wants to get out there and fight the bad guys... but his mom keeps trying to hold him back of course.

abilities; since garfield passed down a mutated gene to gunner it has manifested somewhat differently in him.

metamorph: gunner has the ability to morph into various animals. however unlike garfield this has taken tremendous effort. he can’t simply think of an animal and transform. gunner has to almost meditate and focus to transform into a new animal. some he has mastered but others don’t always morph into the objective animal.

gunner has never mastered dinosaurs like his father.

animal telepathy: gunner has a stronger since of telepathy than his father. he has a sixth since with animals, including humans, and can read extremely well. he can’t read minds thought for thought but he can pick up on a general understanding of how their feeling or thinking. because of this he’s also a vegan like his father... can’t have the animals judging him.

martial arts: since from a young age gunner wanted to be like his father, he begged his mom to put him in martial arts and karate. essentially any sort of fighting class he could get her to let him do. he didn’t think he had any powers back then but its paid off really.

possible connections:

- FRENEMIES: gunner is the type to be friends with the enemy?? idk he sees good in everyone and is probably a bit over trusting. he’s probably accidentally join some evil team of some sort not realizing what it was bc they offered him pizza. - BROTP: amigas cheetahs friends for life. -gunner sings as he transforms into a cheetah- I’m actually losing it getting to the end of this post but please bring me those bff plots. - EXES(??): gunner is super flirtatious but has never had what he thought was a serious relationship. I think it would be interesting to see if someone maybe thought they were dating/committed in some way and gunner didn’t even realize. - FAMILY FRIENDS: teen titans and young justice children wya??

SORRY THESE SUCK BUT LIKE THIS AND ILL COME TO YOU TO PLOT OR SLIDE IN MY DMS.

[pedroscurls]

Title: Welcome to Woodstock (Part 3.)

Character(s): Jude Fisher and Lennon Rose (original female character) Summary: Lennon and Jude get to know each other... Including their names. Word Count: 1,732 Author’s Note: This is simply a filler chapter! Things will pick up soon and more chapters will solely have interactions with Jude and Lennon! Thanks for hanging in there! Enjoy :) Also, there may be some errors bc I haven't had the chance to look it over. I apologize in advance!

(GIF Source: @mypapawinchester)

“So, you’re a carpenter?” Lennon asked, wiggling her toes from underneath the water. Her hands were placed on her lap as she allowed the cool summer breeze to rush past her.

“More or less, yeah.” He replied. Jude hadn’t felt this comfortable around a woman in a very long time. He imagined himself talking to her for the longest time and even then, it wouldn’t be enough time to spend with her. “What about you? What do you do?”

“Uh, I take photos for the National Geographic.”

Jude arched a brow. “Are you serious?”

“Indeed I’m serious. I’ve been working there for a year and a half now. It’s amazing.”

“I suddenly feel like I’m in the presence of a celebrity,” he teased.

Lennon laughed quietly, shaking her head and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She had always loved the outdoors and taking photos that being a photojournalist at National Geographic was a dream come true.

“It’s fun. I get to travel around the world. Every work day is different from the last. You never know what to expect.”

“Don’t you ever wish to settle down somewhere?” Jude asked.

“Yeah. Once in a while, but I’m enjoying the time I have right now to travel. Besides, if I do ever settle down, he’s gotta be the right one,” she replied.

Jude smiled to himself, nodding. Even with the silence, it was comfortable enough that he didn’t find the need to start a new conversation. It was calming to be in her presence.

“You know, I feel closer to my parents now that I have more information. My grandparents always lived in the city. They had a falling out with my mother once she met my dad. They still feel guilty to this day,” Lennon admitted, playing with the fabric of her dress.

“A falling out?”

“My mom left when she was seventeen to be with my dad.”

“Well, I’ve seen pictures of your parents from Grace. You do look a lot like your mom and she was one hot woman.”

Lennon looked over at him with slightly widened eyes before she playfully smacked his upper arm, laughing quietly.

“First of all, she’s my mom! And second, is that is that your way of saying I’m hot?”

Jude grinned over at her, rubbing his arm absently. “Oh, you caught me.”

Lennon laughed quietly, shaking her head. She looked out into the water and sighed to herself. Since coming to Woodstock, she had learned more about her parents that not even her grandparents could give her. It was a good idea to take the risk and leap of faith to visit the town that her parents grew up in.

“You know, we’ve been talking for hours and we don’t even know each other’s names,” Lennon lied. She knew his name. She overheard Grace, but he didn’t need to know that she was interested. Lennon liked to play hard to get.

“Well, I was getting there. You aren’t a patient woman, are you?”

“You’re this close to being pushed in the water,” she teased.

Jude laughed quietly, “I’m Jude.”

“I’m Lennon.”

“My god. After John Lennon?”

“Yeah. My parents loved The Beatles,” Lennon smiled.

“Wow. What’s your middle name, then?”

“Rose.”

Jude grinned, “Lennon Rose. That’s such a beautiful name.”

“Thanks. So, I take it your parents loved The Beatles, too? I mean, I’m singing Hey Jude in my head right now.”

“They did, yeah. I don’t mind though. Everyone loves The Beatles,” he replied.

Lennon smiled to herself, glancing over her shoulder. “We should probably head back.”

“All right.” Jude stood up, slipping on his shoes. He extended both hands for her to take to help her up. Lennon took his hands into hers and stood from the dock, stumbling a bit before she felt herself trip forward.

She immediately rested both hands onto his chest to steady herself, looking up at him and taking note of the close proximity. Lennon cleared her throat once his hands moved to her hips to keep her from falling.

When he didn’t move, Lennon didn’t either. She stared up at him, looking into his eyes.

“Is it time for you to run away and leave a sandal on this dock so I can return it to you?” Jude teased.

Lennon arched a brow, deciding to not reply. Instead, she kissed his cheek and removed one sandal. She set it on the dock and walked away, glancing over her shoulder at him before she began running. Lennon couldn’t wait to see him again.

Once Lennon left, Jude picked up the sandal and tilted his head, smiling to himself. He knew he shouldn’t get attached to a woman who wasn’t going to be staying here, but he couldn’t help it. It had been a while since he had a sincere connection with a woman.

Once the party was over, Grace walked over to Lennon and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Lennon simply leaned against her, glancing over at the older woman.

“Come on. I want to show you something,” she said.

“Is it your garden?” Lennon asked.

“What? No! Unless you want to.”

Lennon laughed quietly, shaking her head. “No, no. It’s okay.”

Grace began driving a few miles down her house to see an abandoned one in the middle of nowhere. When Lennon stepped out, Grace took a deep breath and prepared herself for the emotions that she was sure would come.

“Where are we?” Lennon asked.

“This used to be your parents’ house after Arlo’s parents passed away, they lived the rest of their lives here.”

Lennon bit her lower lip, looking around the open space and back to the house. It looked old and dusty and fragile.

“I don’t – I don’t know if I want to step inside…” Lennon admitted.

“That’s okay. You don’t have to. I just wanted to show you where they lived.”

Tears began to cloud Lennon’s eyes, walking towards the steps of the front porch before sighing to herself. She wished her parents weren’t taken from her so soon.

“When your parents found out they were having you, Arlo wanted to set up a tire swing on that tree over there. Then he said he wanted to create a treehouse in the backyard,” Grace began, draping a comforting arm around Lennon’s shoulders.

“They were really excited to meet me?” Lennon asked quietly.

“Of course, honey! Your father paraded your mother around town saying that their newest addition to the family will make Woodstock an even better place and I think he was right. When you were born, your father melted into a puddle. He was known to be this macho type of man, but when he was holding you, he was mush. Your mother always teased him about it,” Grace continued.

Lennon slowly sat at the stairs, looking out to the tree in the front yard and the tire swing that was lying on the grass. “Thank you for taking me here and for giving me so many stories about my parents… It means so much to me.”

“I promised your parents I would always take care of you, Lennon. I’m not going to break that.”

Lennon let a small smile line her lips. She decided to remain quiet, taking in the comfortable silence and the quiet breeze of wind.

She shut her eyes and imagined what it would have been like if her parents were still alive. Lennon wondered if her entire life would be different or if it would be the same. It was the constant questions that she knew would never be answered.

“Hey, Grace? Where’s your daughter? How come she isn’t here?” Lennon asked, breaking the silence.

“Well, she’s a successful lawyer in New York City. She never really did support my practices with certain things, but she’s doing great out there. I’m so proud of her.”

“She’s missing out on a wonderful woman,” Lennon replied.

Grace smiled, glancing at the time. “So, there’s another protest this afternoon. Would you like to come and join us? Maybe take some photos?”

“That would be great. I would love to, Grace.”

Lennon walked around the main area of the town to see the same faces she saw at the party holding picket signs. However, she spent majority of her time taking pictures that it wasn’t until she moved her camera that it was focused on a man holding up a slipper with a big grin on his face.

She let her camera drape over her neck before walking towards him. Jude smiled to himself, looking down at Lennon once she was close enough.

“I think I found something of yours…” He said.

“Is that my glass slipper?” Lennon teased.

“We have to make sure it fits.”

Jude led them to a bench and kneeled down in front of her, lifting the end of her dress to her calves to reveal her feet. He slowly removed her other shoe to place her sandal back onto her feet.

“It’s a perfect fit,” Lennon smiled.

Jude grinned, “Well, will you look at that? You’re right.”

“Thank you,” she said, standing up once he did too. She looked up at him, still distracted by his green hazel-like eyes and dimples.

“What are you doing tonight?” Jude asked.

“I was thinking of buying a bottle of wine and going back to my hotel room to have some fun by myself.”

“Would you like some company?”

“You asking me out?”

Jude chuckled, “Maybe. Are you going to say yes?”

Lennon nodded. “Yeah. I’m saying yes.”

“I’ve got a better idea. How about after this protest, you can go and get ready and I’ll pick you up? I don’t think you’ve seen all of Woodstock yet.”

“I haven’t… No.”

“Great. It’s a date.”

Lennon smiled shyly, an innocent blush appearing on her cheeks. “A date?”

“Mhm. A date,” Jude replied. He winked down at her before walking back to gather more signatures.

Lennon smiled to herself once he left. She had to distract herself, so she continued to take photos. When she saw Jude again, he smiled directly at the camera.

Once she took the photo, Lennon looked over at him and noticed him grinning.

Lennon was expecting to find more information about her parents, but she wasn’t expecting to meet someone as charming, funny, and laid back as Jude was.