#but hey if insta is more your vibe feel free to join me | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

marriael · 5 years ago

Text

1 Year Blogiversary

So. Hello people. Since 100 followers is still far away for me this was just me taking a chance to appreciate mutual, let me have this.

All of these could be started with we've never talked/we haven't talked much so. Ehe. That one’s on me folks.

This is just a big, dumb, sappy post that I wouldn't recommend reading tbh.

Thank you to everyone who follows me, no matter for how long. It must get exhausting to see my dumb ass so often.

@wydyuto You were my first follower! When you first followed me it gave me so much confidence to keep going and making moodboards. Thank you so much!

@igot7-penta-seo You've been dming me all these posts and I feel bad since I never send anything back. One day I will, I promise! It feels so long ago but I just remember reading all your pentagon stuff when I was getting into them and loving your writing and them even more.

@mrchoiholic Alright since I’m dumb and don’t know when we became mutuals I’m putting you here. I remember my first interaction with you (technically) was I requested a Hoshi fic and then reblogged it because the title was incredible. Then I was Tea anon for a while, which was a good time. You’ve always given me caring older sister vibes even if you’re my ‘mom’.

@cxvert-edits Oh my goodness hello! So I deleted my insta app. Since you’re mostly on there and I’m mostly on here we don’t really see each other much :(.It took me far too long to realize but I kind of sounded like an ass in our my last dm’s on here so. Very sorry about that, I didn’t really realize how my words sounded at the time. Honestly you were among my first inspirations for moodboards.

@ladyluck852 Hey bub! I haven’t seen you around much but I hope you’re doing well. You’ve seen a lot of my blog and I hope you’re here for a lot longer.

@mixtapejoon It seems like you started @/chulobangtan again so I think you’ll see this. I love reading all your stuff and since it seems like you enjoy writing so much I really hope you get the chance to again. With all the crap that went on with that guy and your school I hope you’re doing better now.

@peachy-bangchan I feel like I don't talk to or about you enough which is an issue I must remedy immediately. I didn't know how popular you were when you followed me so I didn't properly lose my shit. You've really been here for a long time and never once have you stopped supporting me. Thank you, I appreciate that more than I could ever put into words.

@luvhannie Moodboard queen Anna! You’ve given me so much inspiration for moodboards. Motivation, too. I remember when you said you liked my moodboard, I felt amazing for like a week.

@queerjunhui I just remember being so intimidated by you (still am lol) because you were friends with so many cool people. I think I sent you an anon once as Emotional anon? Maybe that was a dream or something. I started a conversation with you once and I’m pretty sure that was before we became mutuals, interesting.

@middle-of-a-wonshua-sandwich Your URL will always be a mood lol. A lot of your more recent stuff has been Monsta X and non-kpop related but you still follow all my weird bullshit.

@stray-kids-stuff My first official stay mutual! You’re such a darling and I’m glad I found your blog and that discord. I hope you’re doing at least a little better now.

@han-jxsungs I clowned myself as ao3 anon that was fun lmao. OMG I just looked and ROSE HELLO MY DARLING ANGEL. If you didn’t get my last ask, just now it was super sappy and gross. I’m glad you’re back but if it gets too much again, don’t hesitate to leave.

@gryffindor925 lmao hey Aaykta what’s up. I don’t think you use tumblr because wow you must be tired of all this kpop shit. I forget you follow me most of the time. If you ever thought I was curbing my tags to seem less weird at some point it was because I see her in real life and thought that me freaking out about this stuff was super weird. I actually had a dream last night I found your secret kpop blog.

@finn-shitposts I honestly didn’t connect this blog and your art one until after you were revealed because I’m dumb. You seriously made the most amazing thing. Pun + Jilix, gah that was seriously amazing, and when I think about it I smile.

@pikachulein Even though I had several very popular blogs follow me before you were the first one I seriously like, panicked about. I have an official offer for you. Feel free to decline because time zones are crap but french learning buddies?

@ult-bee So we met in a discord server but I feel like I left it? I honestly couldn’t tell you what server it was though. Sorry, boo. Love you though <3

@dreamsevens You made the cutest Junhao drawing ever. You were such a sweet lil anonnie, too. We haven’t really interacted but I see you, boo.

@jihan You’re both such lil sweeties! Honestly just a wholesome jihan blog, would recommend. Loved being an anon even if it was just a little while.

@nerdynerdynerdy Iyoniiiiiiiii! You’re just the sweetest lil babe and I feel like I need to protect you.

@visualgiggles I don’t know how I didn’t see you before we were platonically shipped, but I didn’t. I’m really glad that happened though, and that I had my brief anon stint.

@3rachad Clowned the hell out of myself and revealed as CB anon (who I still am because I’m cowardly and dumb). Love the new hair cut bb.

@0hyja Ya seem super cool but also. You called Park Jisung rat boy and I don't know if I can truly forgive you for that ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ jkjkjk. I just feel like you don’t like me. One day I’ll get over that and send some asks or something.

@nanjaemin I always forget you’re younger than me because you talk exactly the same as the other people on here. You baby. Love you darling, don’t let those give you shit.

@ethereal-lix I so often go to send you ask games and then forget entirely. I will make a better effort to interact with you!

@soulclub My first aroha mutual! I really like seeing all your edits and thank you for co-creating the idea of Aroha Village! I’m trying to write a kind of tour thing for it but it’s not great so. This is embarrassing but you and Bex kind of meld together. I don’t know what it is but the best reason I have is my terrible memory.

@cherry-seungmin My stay host(?)! Wow going to your blog is such an explosion of happiness and Seungmin I love that. It felt like ages ago we were freaking out about Miroh teasers but it was actually March.

@ultkyu You were my lil stay anon! I feel bad that I haven’t made anything for 99kdh. It might take me a little longer yet but I will do it.

@uwujpgs Heeeeeey Bex. I don’t really know what to say :(. Actually. This is embarrassing but sometimes you and Rae just meld together. I don’t know why and then when I get you mixed up I feel bad. But yeah. Stay safe and know I’m figuratively sending you nice candles.

@jinniesmeow I’ll be honest I thought you didn’t like me at first. It sounds dumb but after I joined skzrequests you didn’t follow me so I was just like ‘:} ok.’ I want to honestly apologize because I was kind of ignoring you in the kakao chat. I don't have a reason/excuse for that. An official question for you as well. Feel free to decline because time zones suck but be my unofficial french teacher?

@staytion-nine Pitchfork anon! I have no idea where the anon name came from. I was pretty surprised when I saw the post about you getting a tumblr. Overall you’re just a little dol and I hope to know you better.

@kimwoojin-s I thought I was going to cry when you followed me istg. I’ll talk in the TGS chat. One day, eventually. Take care of yourself and try not to burn out lovely.

@bbywooyoungie We have interacted exactly 0 times (i’ll send an ask soon, promise). Scrolling down your blog I now notice we have mutual mutuals. I don’t understand how I didn’t see that before, but ok brain sure.

@re-biirthday Anyone who organizes an anon event is automatically a sweetheart in my book, so there you are. I really liked that sketch you posted today and I hope you’re doing well sweets.

@xiaocity I saw you in others ask boxes for a loooooooong time but only followed you recently for some reason. Yeah, you just seem super dope and I’m glad we have something in common. Even if it is finding our bias intimidating lol.

@luvjisungs I’ve only seen you around recently but you are an absolute darling. Thank you so much for helping me out that night, I really needed it.

#i feel bad that a lot of these are so short #i just wanted to include everyone #ugh i reread some of these and they're disjointed as fuck #but idk how to fix them #i'm sososososo afraid i messed up somebody's name or something #uuuuuuuuuuuugh posting and then closing tumblr and running away looool #mutuals 🌠

54 notes · View notes

1pepsiboy · 6 years ago

Text

Newness (PT 1) - Colby Brock Blurb

POV: First person (Y/N)

Word count: 2163

Warnings: Colby fucking Brock, swearing, light smut

A/N: So...here’s part one of the new two parter blurb I’ve been working on for a couple weeks now. Part two definitely has more of the smut so...stay tuned babes ;)

@topthis808 , @j-ust-l-ive , @imprettysleepyhonestly , @themichelledavis , @cold-hearted-bish , @prettypattie , @sometimesiimaginethings , @i-am-just-trash-sorry , @almostelegantfire , @space-magick, @charliecynthiia

Sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged! (There’s a couple who wanna be tagged, but it won’t let me?? I’m sorry about that!) And if you wanna be tagged next time I update, just let me know! <3

***

I adjusted my black, ribbed, criss cross front crop top that I wore with maroon, high waisted, skinny jeans and quite beat to shit, white, low-rise Converse. There was a sudden impact against my side and I stumbled a little before regaining my balance. I looked over at my giddy friend clinging onto me in a side hug.

“Hiiii Y/N.”

I laughed, reaching to brush out some of her bangs. “Hey, Jenni. How you feeling?”

She detached from me to throw her hands in the air. “I feel fantastic!”

“And how much have you had to drink?” I questioned, taking a step forward in the line for Joe’s, the main bar near campus. I’m a senior and this is my first time coming here; it’s a ritual I guess to come at least once, may as well do it now. It’s not that I don’t like to party, I’ve always sort of been against school spirit… doesn’t matter where I’m going; I was like this in high school too.

“Uhm…” She began counting on her fingers, but then gave up. “Enough so I don’t have to buy a lot here.”

I pointed a finger to my temple and then at her. “Logic.”

It’s what my other friend, Syrena, and I did, but also, she’s not 21 yet. I’m not saying I approve of underage drinking, but she’s so close and we were responsible about it.

“ID in your left hand and cash in your right!” The guy at the front door yelled.

“I don’t need the cash.” I mocked and Syrena sent me a small glare.

“Shut up, I’m almost there.”

I nodded. “Mmmhm.” I handed the girl my ID, she checked it and stamped my hand.

Syrena took my hand and guided me into the front entryway; it was slightly smaller than I was expecting to be honest. The small entryway had a pool table, then there was the only bar to the left in front of us, some high tables and stools to the right, a higher platform with seating that’s on the left, and then the dance floor was next to it.

“I’m gonna get a drink.” I stated. “Want anything?”

“Red Bull and vodka.”

I nodded and went over to the bar, resting my elbows on the counter as I waited. It was like midnight and this place was just getting started with how packed it is; the vibe felt great, not gonna lie.

“Hey, you’re Y/N.”

I looked in the direction of the voice. It was Cross, this wrestler I’ve had a couple classes with. He’s kind of cute, kind of sweet, but I don’t feel it with him. Not that I ever have with anyone.

I brushed back some of my hair. “I am, and you’re Cross.”

He laughed, licking his lips, and then did a lip bite. “Didn’t think you’d ever come here.”

“Talk about a wrong thought.” I replied, finally waving down one of the bartenders. I leaned in so he could hear me and ordered Syrena’s drink and a Malibu and Sprite. I held out a ten for the guy to take after he set down the two drinks. I picked up Syrena’s and handed it back to her as the bartender was distracted, then took my change from him and my drink.

“Nice talking.” I took a sip and held up my drink up in the air for a moment before taking a step away.

“Wait,” he reached out to grab my upper arm, “dance with me later?”

I shrugged. “Maybe.” I lightly tugged my arm from his hand and met back up with Syrena and Jenni.

Jenni somehow had another drink; it’s not like this place is 100% fool proof or checking age at the bar. “Let’s go dance!” She squealed.

I nodded. “Yeah!” I took another sip as we weaved through the kids. It got hot fast with how crowded it was in general, but the dance floor was the most infected with people. I could feel the beat of the music I didn’t know in my chest and had so much pleasure letting loose.

I ran a hand through my hair as I grinded with this random girl, feeling a layer of sticky sweat on my skin. In a normal state, it’d probably feel gross. Right now, it felt fucking amazing. I leaned back into her as her hands held my sides and a few seconds later her lips were grazing my neck. I closed my eyes and bit my lip.

There was now another body up against my front and my eyes shot open to see who it was; Cross. He’s kind of ruining the girl on girl here.

“You two are so hot!” He yelled, his breath reeking of beer.

“Thanks.” I mumbled, losing my horny mood a little.

He smiled, trying to grind closer to me. “Mind if I join?”

The brunette’s hands squeezed on my sides and she yanked me ever closer, her lips actually placed some butterfly kisses on my neck before licking up and she nipped my ear. “She’s mine.”

His face deadpanned. “Are you two like a thing?”

“Yeah.” I replied, laughing. Sure we are.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know.” He backed up and turned around to go find someone else.

I turned around to grind front to front with the girl and leaned in close to her ear. “Thank you!”

Her lips trailed my chin until they pressed against my lips. “Of course, baby. Girls gotta stick together.”

I was horny again. I downed the rest of my sour apple pucker and sprite and pointed towards the front. “Need to use the bathroom?”

She bit her lip as she trailed her hand down my front and placed it over my heat. She gave a small rub and nodded. A simple yes would have sufficed, damn she’s good.

I grabbed her hand and we hurried into the bathroom. I was going to check to make sure no one was in the one stall bathroom, but the girl pushed me up against the wall without warning and kissed me.

I’m fine with this.

***

“Call me later, baby.” The brunette winked, handing me my phone, and walked off.

Fuck that was amazing, but I won’t be calling her later.

I got another drink, Red Bull and vodka this time, and went to find Syrena and Jenni. They were up on the small stage, dancing. I’d lost them earlier, but it worked out. I walked through the higher platform area, stepped up onto the booth like seating, and got up onto the stage next to Jenni. I know Syrena was giving me a look, but I ignored. She knows how I am.

“Ayeee!” All of us cheered and rythemed together on display for everyone to see.

I felt hands lightly rest on my waist and pull me in. I smirked, biting my lip, and started to move my hips with whoever it was; just by the presence, it was definitely some dude.

I did any good hip movement and butt pushing into this dude’s dick area as I could. Even bent over to get a full ass shot in and snaked back up. I went slow now as the guy brought ring covered fingers to grip my hips and he moved them to my torso area, not getting too close to the breasts or vag; respect bro. When I brought my free hand to tangle into my hair, the song ended. I could finally look back to see who I’d been dancing with.

His piercing blue eyes were still looking at me as he was giving me a handsome, yet sexy smile.

I felt someone tap my shoulder so I flipped around. Syrena pointed towards the front. “I’m ready to go!”

“Don’t Stop Believin’” started to play now and I was pulled back into strong hips. Colby Brock wants to keep going with me? Oh my God, that’s unreal. I don’t even know why he’d be around here; I don’t want to question it too much.

I held up one finger. “One more song. Here, take my glass.” I chugged the rest so I’d have both hands free.

Both of us were laughing as we belted the chorus, still keeping our hips connected. But when it wasn’t the chorus, Colby was focused on getting me closer and I happily leaned back against his entire upper body, bringing both hands to run though my hair.

I felt my heart drop when the song ended, which was sort of weird feeling to me, and I knew Syrena was going to drag me out. We promised to stick together; if the other wants to leave, we both leave. I took a deep breath though and decided to shoot my shot, trying to play it cool; I’ve literally never done this before.

I turned around, keeping my body close and brought my lips to his ear, which he seemed to oblige to. “Wanna switch Instas?”

He pulled back, clapping his hands once. “Yeah!” He whipped out his phone from his back pocket and did something before handing it to me. He had his Instagram finder pulled up. Calmly as possible, I found myself and hit the follow.

Holy fuck.

He smirked into a laugh. He rested a hand on my upper arm and leaned in to rest his lips on my ear. “Hit me up later.”

His voice sent chills down my spine and I swallowed with a nod. “Okay.”

He did a lip bite smile before jumping down from the ledge and joining some unruly curly haired brunette guy; Eli, I think. I didn’t know that his friend was around here, especially not around the Burg.

“Earth to Y/N! Come on, let’s go!” Syrena yelled, obviously getting irritated from being tired.

I was on a high now and knew I’d be up for a while. I hopped over the cushion seating onto the carpet and she hooked her arm with mine. The cold rain felt good on my hot skin from all the dancing, hooking up, alcohol intake, and pounding music.

“So...was that who I thought it was?”

I looked over at Syrena as we began to power walk back to our dorm. “Uhm...I’m afraid if I say yes, it won’t actually be real.”

She laughed, small white puffs leaving her close by. “What did you talk about before we left?”

“Eh,” I dragged in a high pitched voice, brushing back some bangs, “he followed me on Insta and told me to hit him up later.”

“Later, as in tonight?” She raised her eyebrows.

I shrugged. “No idea.” She shot me a look and I shook my head. “I really don’t, but I highly doubt it.”

“Really, Y/N? You’re gonna play that game? You know everyone was watching you two, y’all had some hot shit going on. I bet you’ve already thought about fucking him.”

I snorted. “No shit. It was just the mood in the bar, and I hooked up with that gir-” I pulled my phone out for a second and stopped short. “Or maybe not...”

I showed her my message and she made a teasing face. “I was gonna go to Chuck’s anyways. The room is all yours.”

I pressed my lips together in a thin line, but excitement was rolling through my body and I couldn’t help jumping up and down. “Holy fuck!”

“Hells yeah! Look at us go!”

Getting back to the room, I looked like an absolute mess. My hair was tangled and clothes were soaked from the rain. I found a pair of black, booty short panties and disposed of everything I was wearing before putting them on. Then, without thinking, I pulled on my grey Take Chances hoodie. I brushed my hair out the best I could and then set it up into a messy bun, the bangs are just gonna have to be.

“Have you replied to him yet?”

Syrena was now in a dry pair of black joggers and a pink, long sleeve, jersey style shirt.

“Not yet. I will.”

“Good.” She smirked, eyeing my attire. “Is that all you’re gonna be wearing when he comes?”

“I don’t know...probably... It’s comfy, okay?”

She raised her eyebrows up and down. “Mmmhm. You’re not wearing a bra, are you?”

I flipped her off. “Go get your booty call.”

“I will.” She turned around, opening the front door to our small two person dorm, but we had our own private bathroom. “Get that second course, okay? Be safe though, I love you!”

“I love you too.” I called before I watched her shut the door. I picked up my phone to respond to Colby with where our room was at. Then I grabbed some saltine crackers to munch on to soak up some of the alcohol that I barely felt; I’m not even drunk, which a normal person would be with how much I had.

Next and last part.

[More stuff]

#colby brock #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock blurb #colby brock imagine #colby brock smut #colby brock write #colby brock fanfic #colby brock short #blurb #writes #sam and colby #Newness #Part 1

182 notes · View notes

basicshadowhuntersstuff · 6 years ago

Photo

This week in Shadowhunters news, updates, sneak peeks, and behind the scenes. All the stuff you need to stay up to date.

Official Promotion

No place like home. 💖 Behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters Season 3B.

Maia's spot on. Stream #ShadowhuntersSeason3 now on http://Freeform.com , On Demand, and Hulu.

Luke always knows just what to say. Stream your favorite #ShadowhuntersSeason3 moments now on http://Freeform.com , On Demand, and Hulu.

Simon can protect himself. #Shadowhunters

Us realizing it's Saturday tomorrow. #Shadowhunters

Current mood. #Shadowhunters Photo via @EmeraudeToubia

And #Malec is adorable always. #Shadowhunters

We still like you Simon. Stream the first half of #ShadowhuntersSeason3 now on http://Freeform.com , On Demand, and @hulu.

Bow 101. #Parabatai behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters Season 3B. [2]

Truly spectacular ceilings, Alec. Stream the first half of #ShadowhuntersSeason3 now on http://Freeform.com , On Demand, and @Hulu.

That smile. #Shadowhunters // @willtudor1

Lilith went out with a bang. Watch the first half of #ShadowhuntersSeason3 streaming on @Hulu, http://Freeform.com , and On Demand.

We see you, Izzy. Behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters Season 3B. // @EmeraudeToubia

Fierce Fray. #Shadowhunters

Ollie isn’t afraid of a little heat, but she should be. #Shadowhunters

First Simon & Jordan fist bump. #Shadowhunters #TBT // @arosende & @ch8i

Who are you in this photo? Behind the scenes of #Shadowhunters Season 2 Episode 8. #fbf

Cheers to the weekend. #Shadowhunters [1]

Maia’s positivity is infectious. #Shadowhunters

We were hoping it would. See the (brief) return of Valentine in #ShadowhuntersSeason3 now on http://Freeform.com , On Demand, and @hulu.

PSA: Don't mess with Maia. #Shadowhunters

Lounging. Behind the scenes of #ShadowhuntersSeason3. // @Kat_McNamara

Maryse knows love when she sees it. #Shadowhunters

Alec Lightwood = Inspiration. #Shadowhunters

Shadowhunters In The News

MTV (video): .@Kat_McNamara's fans leave the SWEETEST comments on her Instagram photos

International Business Times (article): Katherine McNamara Praises ‘Shadowhunters’ Fandom For Trying To Save Canceled Show

TVFanatic (article): 13 Canceled Shows That Deserve a Proper Ending

TVInsider (article): 8 TV Couples Costumes for a Spooktacular Halloween

Entertainment Tonight (article): 'Shadowhunters' Star Katherine McNamara Teases 'Kick-Ass' 'Arrow' Season 7 Arc (Exclusive)

Twitter & Social Media Stuff

Taylor Mallory (writer) tweeted a photo: A little piece of @ShadowhuntersTV on my mantel. Thanks to @johnrakich for sending me one of Clary’s stunt steles. Maybe I’ll bring it out with me on Halloween. I hear it’s a big night for demonic activity...

Ed Tommasi (Freeform Creative Director) tweeted a photo: Loved working with these amazingly talented talents! Thanks for making my job easy @madisoniseman @Kat_McNamara @DomSherwood1

Kat (Clary) tweeted a video ad for Freeform’s 31 Nights of Halloween: Tis the season for frights and delights with #Goosebumps2Movie in theaters October 12. And keep watching @31nightsofhalloween on @FreeformTV while you wait for @Shadowhunterstv to return this Spring! #ad @DomSherwood1 @madisoniseman

Nicola Correia-Damude tweeted a video: Measure Your Power, Not Your Dress Size.Challenge yourself. Add some weight, a band, an interval or just get out and walk. Whatever the next challenge is, conquer it today! #selflove @ShadowhuntersTV #Shadowhunters #saveshadowhunters #malecsmama #malec #lightwoods #bodyimage

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted: A fan has to eat. I haven’t seen trailer but I’ve seen season. Word trailer: Prague, Paris, Brother Z, Crepes, The Dance, Aldertree, Catarina, Helen & Aline #andmore #shadowhunters

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted: Right. @AmandaMRow directs and @NappyThoughtz writes for what many will their all time favorite scene of series #malec #thedance #shadowhunters

Aisha Porter Christie (writer) tweeted: I remember when @bryanQmiller first pitched this scene in the writers room. And I slid off my chair, overcome with “the feels” . I love this episode for so so many reasons. #Shadowhunters

Anna Hopkins (Lilith) tweeted about attending Steamposium: Hi Seattle friends! Can't wait to meet you and visit your beautiful city! I've never been but I'm the biggest #Frasier fan in the world so this is extremely exciting for me. #Shadowhunters #Defiance #TheExpanse #Arrow #steamposium

KLZ Events announced a new Shadowhunters convention in Brussels, November 23-24, 2019.

Harry (Magnus) shared a video of himself as Magnus on Instagram: Insta-filters IRL. #filteredconfidence

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted a photo: That time we went wandering in Paris for an hour before we got to the restaurant! [3]

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted: There is a very good chance #goatbaby #waitforit #outtakes #shadowhunters

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted: It was conceived to bring in new viewers, like if you'd never seen show before it would be easy entry point. Has a season one vibe in a good way. Wish it could have aired this month #ohwell #happyhalloween #youllenjoyitanyway #shadowhunters

Kat (Clary) shared a bts photo from 3B: A lil #FrayFriday #fbf from @shadowhunterstv 3b for you angels... #shadowhunterslegacy

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted: I do. Channel ur frustration about cancellation & delayed air dates into positive energy & cherish the knowledge that 12 epis await you & oh yeah rewatch ur fave moments #shadowhunterslegacy #shadowhunters

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweeted a photo: 3B #hellojonathan #shadowhunters [4]

Todd Slavkin (showrunner) tweets that Clary will create new runes in 3B and Malec growing as a couple is an “understatement”.

SpoilerTV invited fans to submit questions for the Shadowhunters panel at MCM Comic Con.

Kat (Clary) teases about Clary’s new runes in 3B.

Anna Hopkins (Lilith) announced on Instagram that she will be at Armageddon Expo in New Zealand.

Brian Hui (makeup artist) tweeted a photo: Memories of Paris and the Crazy Horse show!

New York Comic Con

Kat (Clary) made a surprise appearance at New York Comic Con to encourage People’s Choice Awards voting and fans were out in full force! You can find major highlights here, but check out our New York Comic Con roundup for complete coverage later this week.

In the News:

Basic Stuff Magazine (article): #SaveShadowhunters takes over NYCC!

Guilty Eats (article): E! Food Truck brings free food to New York Comic-Con 2018

The Series Regulars (article): #SaveShadowhunters Update: New York Comic Con Takeover

Matt Carter (article): How Shadowhunters is working to take over New York Comic-Con (without a panel)

Matt Carter (article): Shadowhunters star Katherine McNamara surprises fans at New York Comic-Con

Just Jared Jr. (article): Katherine McNamara Surprises Hungry Fans at NYCC with Donuts, In Exchange For People's Choice Awards Votes

E!News (article): Katherine McNamara Gives Shadowhunters Fans a Big Surprise at the PCAs Food Truck: Watch It Now

E!News (video): Katherine McNamara Rallies PCAs Votes for "Shadowhunters"

Kat (Clary) and the People’s Choice Awards shared a video of Kat’s NYCC visit.

Freeform Halloween House

Harry (Magnus), Kat (Clary), and Luke Baines (Jonathan Morgenstern) visited Freeform’s Halloween House on October 3rd.

A video of Kat (Clary) and Luke Baines (Jonathan Morgenstern): Look who we found - @Kat_McNamara & @LukeBaines.

We’re here at the #FreeformHalloweenHouse preview night, celebrating @31Nights of Halloween. Enter if you dare.

Kat (Clary) and Luke (Jonathan) goofing around: #Shadowhunters x #TheNightmareBeforeChristmas.

.@HarryShumJr joined the #FreeformHalloweenHouse fun.

.@HarryShumJr or Magnus Bane?

Any room on your broom?

Dr. Finkelstein who? Dr. Rabara at your service.

This is how you celebrate the 25th anniversaries of #HocusPocus and Tim Burton’s #TheNightmareBeforeChristmas. Check out some highlights from @31Nights of Halloween’s #FreeformHalloweenHouse.

“We’re simply meant to be.”

Kat (Clary) tweeted a photo: Witchy as Hell. @lukebaines #31nightsofhalloween #FreeformHalloweenHouse #nofilter...seriously

Jim Halterman shared photos on Instagram: Much fun at the @freeform spooky event celebrating #31daysofhalloween! Even spied some #shadowhunters folks...and won #hollywoodbowl tix on the Wheel of Misfortune! More pics to come! #halloween #hocuspocus #freeform @shadowhunterstv #boo

Harry (Magnus) shared a photo on Instagram: This just reminded me that it’s October 😱😨

Kat (Clary) tweeted a photo: We ran amok...Amok! Amok! Amok! @harryshumjr @Shelby_Rabara @lukebaines.

Disney posted some photos of Harry, Kat, and Luke on the official press site.

Just Jared Jr. (article): Katherine McNamara & Harry Shum Jr Enjoy a Spooky Night at Freeform's Halloween House

Lindsay MacDonald tweeted a photo of Harry (Magnus): And here we spot a wild @HarryShumJr in its natural habitat... #Shadowhunters

#SaveShadowhunters (continued)

On June 4th, it was announced that Freeform wouldn’t be continuing on with a fourth season of Shadowhunters. Here are a few major highlights. (Our full roundup for #SaveShadowhunters can be found here.)

Matt Carter posted a video thanking the fans for gifts he received in thanks for his support of Shadowhunters and an article about the same.

People’s Choice Awards

Shadowhunters is a finalist in three People’s Choice Awards categories, #TheSciFiFantasyShow, #TheBingeworthyShow, and #TheShow. Kat McNamara (Clary) is a finalist for #TheFemaleTVStar and Harry Shum Jr. is a finalist for #TheMaleTVStar. Voting on the People’s Choice Awards website can be done here.

Cast and Crew Reactions:

Kat (Clary) tweeted: Hey angels, I just watched the amazing #ThePeopleHaveSpoken videos you've made for the show, Harry, and myself. Such an amazing fam-dom we have.

Kat (Clary) tweeted: Hey angels, between Oct 4th and Oct 8th all votes count as two votes. :) So go vote for your favs for @PeoplesChoice #PCAs.

Kat (Clary) and Harry (Magnus) shared a fun video thanking fans for the People’s Choice nominations.

Kat (Clary) tweeted: Last week to vote for your faves for #PCAs, angels! @peopleschoice

ShadowhuntersTV posted on Twitter and Instagram:

Have you heard the great news? #KatherineMcNamara has been nominated. RT to vote her as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

.@HarryShumJr’s performances are truly inspiring. RT to vote #HarryShumJr as @peopleschoice’s #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

The power is in the palm of your hand. RT to cast your vote for #Shadowhunters as #TheShow. #PCAs

Yes. #Shadowhunters has been nominated. RT to vote us as #TheBingeworthyShow in the #PCAs.

Want #Shadowhunters to win #TheSciFiFantasyShow? RT to cast your vote in the #PCAs.

#TheShow that gave us #Malec. RT to vote for #Shadowhunters in the #PCAs.

“Too much” voting is only when you do it over 25 times a day. RT to vote #HarryShumJr as #TheMaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

We need you. Yes you. RT to help #Shadowhunters win #TheBingeworthyShow in #PCAs.

Luke is right. That’s why we’re retweeting to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

Think #Shadowhunters is #TheShow of 2018? Retweet to vote for us in the #PCAs.

Call everyone you know. #Shadowhunters is up for #TheSciFiFantasyShow. Retweet to vote for us in the #PCAs.

Binging #Shadowhunters is already how we spend every Saturday. Retweet to vote for us as #TheBingeworthyShow in the #PCAs.

She acts with strength and passion. RT to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar. #PCAs

Hold our drink. It’s time to vote for #HarryShumJr as #TheMaleTVStar. Retweet to cast your vote for him in the #PCAs.

It is true. #Shadowhunters is nominated as #TheShow in the @peopleschoice awards. Retweet to vote for us. #PCAs

Have you voted for #HarryShumJr for #TheMaleTVStar yet? Retweet to vote for him in the #PCAs.

It’s no secret. The news is out. RT to vote for #Shadowhunters as #TheBingeworthyShow in the #PCAs.

The @peopleschoice awards can’t read minds. Make sure you retweet to vote #Shadowhunters as #TheSciFiFantasyShow in the #PCAs.

She’s special to us too. Retweet to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

If not, get to a computer and retweet to vote #Shadowhunters as #TheShow in the #PCAs.

Us when we heard #HarryShumJr is a finalist in the @peopleschoice awards. RT to vote him as #TheMaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

Yes, every vote counts twice today. RT to vote #Shadowhunters as #TheBingeworthyShow in the #PCAs.

#TheSciFiFantasyShow with the legendary Mark of Cain. RT to vote for #Shadowhunters in the #PCAs.

Clary’s got the power, and so do you. RT to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

The #Shadowhunters family needs you. RT to cast your vote for us as #TheShow in the #PCAs.

We want you to vote for #Shadowhunters as #TheBingeworthyShow. RT to vote us in the #PCAs.

Clary’s not one to give up, and neither are we. RT to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

Izzy’s looking to you to help #Shadowhunters win #TheSciFiFantasyShow in the #PCAs. RT to vote for us.

And it’s lovely to see #HarryShumJr nominated in the @peopleschoice awards. RT to vote him as #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

You’re invited. RT to vote #HarryShumJr as #TheMaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

Luke’s looking at you to cast your vote for #Shadowhunters in the #PCAs. RT to vote us as #TheBingeworthyShow.

No, but you definitely look like a potential award winner. RT to vote #Shadowhunters as #TheShow in the #PCAs.

#TheSciFiFantasyShow that’s always fun? Obviously #Shadowhunters. RT to vote for us in the #PCAs.

Us when someone says they haven’t voted #KatherineMcNamara for #TheFemaleTVStar yet. Retweet to vote for her in the #PCAs.

It feels good to be nominated. RT to cast your vote for #Shadowhunters as #TheBingeworthyShow. #PCAs

Except for #Shadowhunters to win at the #PCAs. RT to cast your vote for us as #TheSciFiFantasyShow.

Retweeting isn’t too big of a job. We promise. RT to cast your vote for #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

She’s probably off voting for #Shadowhunters as #TheShow in the @peopleschoice awards. RT to vote for us today. #PCAs

Work your retweeting magic. RT to vote for #HarryShumJr as #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

#Shadowhunters is full of talent. RT to cast your vote for us as #TheShow in the #PCAs.

We could watch Clary all day long. RT to vote #Shadowhunters as #TheBingeworthyShow in the #PCAs.

#TheSciFiFantasyShow that leaves us speechless. RT to vote #Shadowhunters in the #PCAs.

Wait, have you voted for #KatherineMcNamara today? RT to vote her as #TheFemaleTVStar. #PCAs

The man’s got moves. RT to vote #HarryShumJr as #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

Izzy’s feeling great, because #Shadowhunters is nominated as #TheShow in the #PCAs. RT to cast your vote.

#TheBingeworthyShow that always hits the mark. RT to vote for #Shadowhunters in the #PCAs.

#Shadowhunters is always ready to take you on another adventure. RT to cast your vote for #TheSciFiFantasyShow in the #PCAs.

Take the leap and vote for #KatherineMcNamara 25 times today. RT to vote for her as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs. https://eonli.ne/2ORDw2p

#HarryShumJr has made us feel so many amazing things. RT to vote him as #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

Don’t worry Simon, no sacrifice needed to vote for #Shadowhunters as #TheShow in the #PCAs. Just give this a RT.

We could watch Jace train all day long. RT to vote #Shadowhunters as #TheBingeworthyShow. #PCAs

And #HarryShumJr has unlocked something in us. RT to vote him as #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

Don’t mess with Clary, but do RT to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar. #PCAs

Are you up to the test? RT to cast your vote for #Shadowhunters as #TheSciFiFantasyShow. #PCAs

#TheShow that gave us these perfect Parabatai. RT to vote for #Shadowhunters in the #PCAs.

#Shadowhunters is a binge-everyday kinda show. RT to cast your vote for us as #TheBingeworthyShow in the #PCAs.

How could you not vote for this badass? RT to vote #KatherineMcNamara as #TheFemaleTVStar in the #PCAs.

#Shadowhunters always wows. RT to cast your vote for us as #TheSciFiFantasyShow in the #PCAs.

Turning to you for help. RT to vote the talented #HarryShumJr as #TheMaleTVStar. #PCAs

Other News

Harry (Magnus) wished his wife, Shelby, a happy birthday.

Harry (Magnus) showed us how to look cool eating a cookie ice cream sandwich.

Kat (Clary) shared a photo: Overall, it’s been a good week... ;) #SundayPunday

Harry (Magnus) and Shelby attended the 9th Annual Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic.

Harry (Magnus) shared a photo from his time filming an episode of TBS’ Drop The Mic.

Huffington Post (article): Awkwafina’s ‘Crazy Rich Asians’ Co-Stars Had A Viewing Party For Her ‘SNL’ Night

Veuve Clicquot tweeted a video: Caught in the act: @harryshumjr and @shelby_rabara at #VCPoloClassic.

Girl Up tweeted: Girl Up Champion @Kat_McNamara is at the #GirlHeroAwards! Follow our Insta story for more from the #girlhero red carpet!

Kat (Clary) tweeted photos from the Girl Hero Awards: It’s an open and shut case... you can never go wrong with a suit. @GirlUp #GirlHeroAwards @ralphlauren

Steve Byers is painting for charity: Bid on a painting...maybe even this one.. and support a great cause! #BrushOfHope #Slasher #Shadowhunters #FarCry5

#shadowhunters #bss news roundup #saveshadowhunters #peoples choice awards

13 notes · View notes

lids-flutter-open · 6 years ago

Text

James orsino -goth gay YA ch 5

“Hey,” Orsino said. He was smiling at me. “Nice to see you. James, right?”

“And you’re Orsino.”

“I’m Robin,” said a girl with good skin and short hair in a flat-top. She looked like a panel from a 1980s lesbian comic. “I’m Orsino’s sister.”

“Hi,” I said. “Does anyone want weed?”

They did. We smoked and January talked to Ian. I didn’t get all of what they said, but Ian was glowing. Overhead the trees dropped a few leaves and some of the pine needles from the scrubby little pine tree by the house blew over the yard and into the bonfire, sparking as they went. There were at least fifty people at the show. Probably more, inside the house and around in front where they weren’t meant to be. People were slowly trickling back around the edges of the show space in the garage, waiting for the temperature inside to finally get cool enough to repopulate.

“So are you from around here?” I asked Orsino. “Or where?” I had given him a joint I’d rolled earlier and been carrying around in my cigarette case. He coughed a lot as he smoked.

“Down south about an hour,” Orsino said. “Near Centralia, kind of. But most of the time lately I live up in Tacoma with Robin and January. My dad owns some cows and a chicken farm and my mom is always fighting with him and it’s bad to be around. You?”

“I’m from here,” I said. “I’m in high school. One of the ones near the farms. It’s all rednecks. No gays really.”

“You go to that Compton House thing?” Orsino asked. “I know that’s like, a big thing for gay kids here. My therapist was trying to get me to go since I didn’t like the trans group in Tacoma.”

“I go,” I said. “I’m on the Speakers’ Bureau doing sex education at schools and public organizations and stuff.”

“Oh,” Orsino said. He waggled his eyebrows. “You know a lot about sex then?” He exhaled some of the smoke from his joint into my face and smiled.

“In the public health sense, anyway,” I said. “I know where to get condoms and free dental dams.” I paused. I really wanted to say something flirtatious, but wasn’t sure what to start with. “And I know from Delaney and Genet and White for the rest, though who knows what I’m missing in that sense.” I could feel my hands reach up and touch the bad little patch of stubble on my neck. I wished there was a mirror or a dark window around I could glance into to make sure I didn’t look like a fool. I crossed my legs and turned more towards Orsino.

“Don’t know who those guys are,” Orsino smirked. His eyes were really dark brown and the firelight was sort of reflected there. I couldn’t tell if he was making fun of me for the references or making fun of me for doing sex education as a teenager like some kind of Young Democrat. I didn’t know his vibe enough to tell.

“They’re all older. Delaney’s the one you’re supposed to read, I’m pretty sure,” I said. “Or at least, he’s the one most likely to have been read by hot people, from what I can tell.”

“Oh, it’s a book,” said Orsino.

“He’s an author,” I said. “Samuel Delaney. Chip Delaney. Time Square Red, Time Square Blue. Science fiction and sexy gay memoir. Never mind. I’m stoned. I’m sorry.”

“He writes about sex and taught you sex, is what you’re saying.”

“Yeah.”

“Does he write about like specific kinks you were trying to communicate to me or something?”

I felt my face grow hot. “Public bathrooms,” I said. “Is one thing he’s very into. Not that I am. Unless you are. But that’s not—it’s just his prose.”

“Do you always give a … what’s it called. A bibliography. Do you always do that when someone asks you about sex?”

“Do you always ask boys about sex two seconds after meeting them?”

“Only when they’re hot,” Orsino said. “Then yeah, I do. Sorry, I can’t read social cues well. Was that out of line?”

“No.”

“You didn’t answer the question. You go around give out bibliographies about sex? Like that pink hair lady who draws that weird comic about sex toys online?”

“You’re the one named fucking Orsino,” I said. “Literary references are something you signed up for.” I took a hit from my pipe. I was starting to feel slightly more comfortable, but it wasn’t happening fast enough. I glanced at Orsino’s hands. The nails were short. His pinky nail on his left hand was painted black but none of the other fingernails were. There was a little stick-and-poke of a rabbit on the back of his right hand.

“Maybe I should change it,” he said. “To something butch. I can be Harry. Or Brandon.”

“A trade name,” I said.

“A farm boy name.”

“Brandon is a G.O.P candidate name.”

“Now that’s trade.”

“What music do you like, Brandon?”

“Well, I’m here. OVID’s good. January can be a bitch a little bit, but it’s good music. And I like Dyke Drama and G.L.O.S.S, obviously. And LOONE. But also Mitski. And Blood Kennel and Limp Wrist and Dick Binge. But I also like The Shins.”

“My dad likes The Shins,” I said. “I have like a gag reflex about The Shins.” I could hear my voice, catty and faggy. “They’re such a dad band. How old are you, anyway?”

“Eighteen,” Orsino said.

“Okay. Well, for an eighteen-year-old you sure like dad bands.”

“It’s good music,” Orsino said. “You gotta listen to the lyrics. What about you?”

“I only listen to Ariana Grande,” I said, smirking at him stupidly and fluttering my eyelashes. I might have been being dumb, but he was still smiling at me, so I wanted to try being bolder. “And Gaga. I literally only listen to Just Dance by Lady Gaga and Pete Davidson by Ariana Grande every single day of my life. On repeat. I hate punk music.”

“Oh, really,” Orsino said in a flat-affect kind of voice. “You must be having a really interesting time here tonight then.”

“It’s really funny music,” I said. “And nobody is wearing platform boots or a rainbow pin or jewels or teal hair or anything.”

“I saw someone with teal hair,” Orsino said.

“That was me, actually. Earlier. I came with teal hair and an Ariana Grande tour shirt and changed.”

“Oh really,” Orsino said. He made eye contact with me and then slowly reached out and pulled at one of my curls. “I like what you’ve done with your hair since then. Insta-dye job to black. Insta-goth. It’s a really cute haircut on you, actually.”

“Thanks. I did it in the bathroom sink,” I said. “Just now. Using charcoal from the fire. I thought, oh no, everyone has dark hair or bad orangey dry bleach jobs. I have to fit in.”

“You’re doing good and blending in,” Orsino said. He finished the joint and ground out the end in the dirt under the stump. “Wait. Did you just neg me for my bleach job?”

I felt my face fall. “What?”

“You said bad bleach jobs and looked at my hair. Were you making fun of me for my bleach job? You know, negging me? I know it’s all dry forest fire thatch up here.”

“I guess I did,” I said. I looked at his hair and back at his eyes.

“Didn’t expect you to be acting like a straight English major goth at a sorority party over here,” Orsino said. “Calling all the girls ugly cause you think it’ll make them like you.”

I swallowed. “You’re right. That was cruel of me. I made fun of your name, earlier, too, and that was wrong. I shouldn’t be mean to cute boys.”

“And my music taste.”

“That’s just a difference of opinion.”

Orsino looked at me like a cat playing with a mouse, but in a friendly way. “You were very cruel about my hair, though. I feel so small.”

“Sorry. It’s a bad habit. You can do two negs for me now. Tell me I’m ugly so you can hit on me better.”

“Hm,” Orsino said. He swung one hairy leg over the stump so half of him was in shadow under the trees and his right foot was nestled in the ivy and broken glass that lay all along the perimeter of the Goat Mansion yard. “Well, you aren’t ugly, so I can’t do exactly that. Maybe I want to save my negs. Find your weak spots and then go in for the kill.”

“I’m shaking,” I said.

“Okay. I have one. My first one is that your mustache sucks. It’s like really cute that you’re trying it and I know what you’re going for, and the concept is attractive to me, and I like your philtrum, but it’s a bad mustache.”

“Ooh. Ouch. That stings,” I said. “I think it stings more because of all the compliments you threw in with it to cushion it.” But I scooted closer to him.

“I can do more.” He looked at me hard. “If you consent. I can be meaner about it.”

“About my mustache? Okay,” I said. “But I might be hurt and never speak to you again.”

“You’re trying to look like Freddie Mercury or something, right? You look like a summer camp counselor from the 1980s.”

“Ouch! You sure snatched my wig.” I put on a faggy voice. It kind of did sting to hear him say that, though also I knew that my mustache amounted to about twenty-four downy bad little hairs. But I guess I deserved it.

“See how it feels?” Orsino scooted a little closer. I found myself appreciating how broad his shoulders and torso were compared to mine. I looked at his smile. His canines were a little crooked.

“I actually am a summer camp counselor,” I said. “During the summer.”

“I’m Sherlock Holmes.”

“I can give you another weak spot,” I said. “I’m a nerd and I used to be a horse girl. Got any horse related disses?”

“It doesn’t count if you give them to me. That’s a self defense maneuver. Also I don’t know if you’re even telling the truth. It’s gotta be something you’re sensitive about.”

“Are you sensitive about your hair and your name?”

“Yes! I’m a punk. My image is very important to me. Talking shit on my hair was mean. You started this whole battle.”

“Okay, fine. I’m sorry already. But give me time to recover from your first cutting remark before you do any more to me.” I put away my pipe. I glanced briefly over at Ian. Jukebox had left and now he was talking to Opal and Robin a few feet away. I felt like socially I was obligated to join their shit instead of sitting here talking to this boy I didn’t really know yet. At least so I could be up on the whole deal with Miss San Juan and the Dusties or whatever the new band was called. “Do you want to meet my friends?” I asked Orsino, standing.

“Sure,” he said. He pulled himself up. “Hey, you’re not really hurt about the mustache thing, right?” He wasn’t smiling as much any more. “I was just playing around. Your mustache is fine. It looks like every other high school punk’s mustache. Better than some. Better than mine. And you’re cute. You pull it off pretty good.”

I realized he thought he had misstepped and now I’d lost interest. I felt a flutter in my stomach.

“It’s a really sensitive topic for me because of my gender dysphoria,” I said in a deadpan voice. I walked over to Ian and Opal and Robin.

Orsino followed me, squinting a little as if he couldn’t tell if I was joking. He put his thumbs into the belt loops of his pants.“Are you serious?” He asked. "I’m sorry, I…”

“I won’t ever forgive you. Hey, meet my friends. Here are my friends Opal and Ian, who I guess have a band now.”

Ian paused. He had been saying something to Robin about some music stuff. I wasn’t sure what equipment they were talking about but it had hertz. He looked over to Orsino and then me and raised his eyebrows.

“Hey,” he said. “I’m Miss San Juan, otherwise known as Ian. You saw me set up and then saw my set just now. You were jumping. Didn’t get your name.”

“I was indeed jumping,” Orsino said. “It was a pretty good show for how messy it seemed like things were before it started. You did good. You have a great stage presence. I’m Orsino.” He held out his hand, arcing his arm out for a man-handshake.

Ian placed his delicate little hand in Orsino’s big one like a princess greeting her security guard. “Pleased to meet you.”

“I’m Orsino,” Orsino said again to Opal, holding out his hand again. For the first time I realized he was maybe kind of too stoned.

“I’m Opal,” said Opal. “I’m a drummer and use they/them pronouns and I’m really hungry for some trash food right now. Does anyone else want food?” They looked at me and then at Orsino. “You both look like you want some trash food.”

“Fuck yeah,” Orsino said. “Do we know when the next show starts, though?”

“There’s the gas station that doesn’t sell beer around the corner that way,” Opal said. “They have chips and sometimes hot dogs and pizza. We’ll be quick.”

“Let’s go,” Orsino said. He put his arm around my shoulders and set off toward the edge of the yard as if we had been walking together like that everywhere for years, as if he had touched me before.

“I don’t think I want food right now,” Ian said. “I’ll stay here.” He had a sort of quiet, wan tone in his voice that made me pause.

“Oh,” I said, and dug my feet into the ground to stop and pulled away from Orsino’s arm. I looked from Orsino to Ian. I didn’t want to leave Ian standing here alone right after his big set. “Ian, are you sure? You’ll need calories in a little bit.”

“I just feel like standing and smoking for a second in the quiet over here by the fence,” Ian said.

“Quieter out by the gas station,” I said.

“I don’t feel like walking.”

“I’ll stay here too then,” I said.

“I’m still going,” Orsino said. “I’m genuinely hungry.”

“Come on, then, big papa,” Opal said. “Let’s get some cheese fuel.” They turned their chair and wheeled fairly rapidly across the grass.

#james and orsino #long text #long post #writing #goth gay ya #trans #lgbt

2 notes · View notes

roroslatenightthoughts · 6 years ago

Text

Sin City

Spent the weekend blissfully lost in a group of beautiful ABGs. Nobody knew me, really. Other than my name, it was the perfect solution to the “my name precedes me” thing that I had been encountering after moving back home.

There was a blur of little moments, living so in the moment that not much was committing to memory.

But I can feel the memories already blurring away. I just have to let this out somewhere, so here we go.

Friday, June 21st (the first day of summer, my period, and the summer solstice).

Jody’s flight got delayed by 4 hour (at least) and I found myself drowning in intimidation. These girls knew exactly how to do their hair and makeup, what to wear, etc. Found myself regaining some confidence as I successfully put on lashes (really well too, tbh) for the first time since I was 18yo about to perform at recital and was empowered to ditch my Spanx.

While we were waiting in line for Wynn’s XS Nightclub someone raised his voice at me, “Hey, I know you.” I subtly rolled my eyes, assuming he was the first creep of the trip. But then, “It’s Rochelle, right?” I passed along the velvet rope to get a closer look at him. “Arsenio,” he said. The name didn’t ring a bell.

“I’m Annie’s cousin.”

“Annie, who?”

“Luspo!”

“Ohhh, Christy?!”

“Yeah, we met when I was staying at her house in Houston. I think we’re friends on Facebook.”

I quickly looked him up. He was right. Our mutual friends shook the cobwebs from the old connection. It had been TEN YEARS since he last saw me, completely crazy. We tried meeting up for shots in the club, but it didn’t work out. He said he was living in the Bay area now. I looked up his profile, he has a 3-year-old kid now.

We spent the majority of our Friday evening tediously scouring XS for a table, waiting for Jody, and denying the inevitable fact that a group of 13 young women were not about to ALL get drinks at the same table let alone maneuver a dark nightclub without getting separated.

We hunted for tables big enough for the majority of us, got half-assed efforts from promoters, and eventually some guy rounded us all up to his table for [free] drinks. It was there that we meet the “thirty-something” Miami guy. We danced, he twirled me, someone later told me they thought he was gay, it definitely didn’t feel like it (but then again, I literally have the world’s worst gay-dar). He even gave me a lap dance -- what an odd feeling to have someone’s nuts rub on your leg... blegh.

We eventually left their table and stopped like ten feet away (the crowd was thick enough to be out of obvious vision). My feet were screaming and I asked if I could sit. He had a sleeve of tattoos -- hello, talking points! At this point I could have talked for hours as long as it meant that I could sit. I don’t really remember his face, but it felt like I had him wrapped around my finger. At one point I was sneaking ice cubes out of their bucket because I was that desperate for some hydration. He said something about being warm, and I don’t know what came over me but I instinctively leaned in and asked “Did you say you’re getting hot? Come here.” Our faces were close enough and just said “kiss me” before passing an ice cube into his mouth. It was the smoothest and sexiest I’ve ever felt in my life.

I nonchalantly pull away and feel completely detached from the romantic gesture. He boyishly blurts out, “Thanks for making me look cool in front of my friends.” I’m glad it was dark so I could hide my chuckle. Finally, we head home and we recap the night over Chex Mix and Gardetto’s. Night ended around 2-3am.

Saturday:

Woke up around 8am (I think) and continued recapping the night. Realized my feet were insanely dirty from walking around the hotels and drop-offs sans shoes. We started getting ready for day club and I accept

omg i’m tired of writing. here comes the word/phrase vomit.

AB&G smoothie, morton’s neuroma, small boob insecurity, “thicc” girl empowerment, big boob empowerment. lowkey strutting and hopping around the suite proud of the muscle on my legs, jiggle on my chest, and less fat at my abdomen than 7 months ago. looking like bougie bruno mars as a woman. fhearing those first beats at day club. USC med alumni. “what job would you have?” “I would enjoy being a PT,” “I’d be humans of new york,” “I’m just now starting to pay off my loans,” his name was Patrick, he’s a urologist either “operating or in clinic.” the exotic Mediterranean guy “She just like a fun, nice girl.” Billy was just one of the cute guys, idk i naturally kept tabs on him i think. Felt like I was successfully flirting with and then getting subtly rejected by Nikolai - with the twin friends (ft. dance move guy), he is an electrical engineer graduated from UCSB who would get a 2x4 lego tattoo if anything and taught me a few phrases in French - because I assumed he’d rather get with one of the girls in the group (Later on Payne would convince me otherwise - that he kept looking around for me and was just talking to everyone because I kept leaving, classic Rochelle scenario, no?). The support I felt when they all encouraged me to go after him. One of the doctors didn’t pick up on my sarcasm when I said he was the oldest (obviously the youngest), it was sweet to see all his friends play along and to have his thirsty ass wanna make me his girl hahah. Some guy named Ty who was turning 21, filipino with great tats - ended up asking for his insta bc i kept running into him. OMG the handsome, potentially gay Black man who stopped me as I got out of the pool and lowkey-strutted towards the bathroom with a “girl you are naturally gorgeous - and you know it!” ugh idk why but it was the most believable comment I’ve ever gotten from a passerby (along with the random ladies that would compliment me omg i cry).

For a while I thought everybody bailed on me and left me with Nickolai just as things were fizzling out. But thankfully we found Kim, Payne, and Mary. We weaved through the crowd, over velvet ropes, and just danced our asses off to Marshmallo’s set. As we were gathering our things at the locker, Jody happened to be walking by (I swear, technology is the biggest cockblock for serendipity). I hadn’t had enough of Day Club at that point so I stayed and saw Jody and Kathleen in action with these guys at their lounge area. Man they really committed to fishing. Finally the delirium of Day Club became a bit overwhelming and we made our way back to the hotel. At this point I felt natural and confident enough to shower naked in front of an also naked Kim. It’s amazing how much confidence I had on reserve strictly from a fresh bikini wax and the knowledge that I’ve been consistently active.

Freshly showered and freshly napped, we started getting ready for Night Swim. (Seriously, the partying never really stopped - just paused for attempts at nourishment/rest.) There was something even more heightening about this round. I played up my freshly-fallen bun-curls and took a FIRE selfie on snapchat (although it didn’t get that much feedback, whatevs bc who was i even hoping for feedback FROM?)

Donning Kathleen’s kimono and my “naked” swimsuit... (man, looking back where did this person come from?)

Started talking to this Filipino-Black guy in line and his friend in all white came back and asked if we wanted to join them in their cabana. None of the girls wanted to go, but I figured why not? (the guy was so tall, I think this was my subconscious, amateur attempt at jersey chasing LOL) Also they were from Brooklyn, and I’m a sucker for a good nyc story. Bopped back and forth with drinks form their cabana to our lily pad.

In classic form, I eventually said goodbye to the cabana boys, grabbed someone from the lily pad, and headed off to do laps. This naive, potentially-gay gentleman at the dance floor tried teaching me how to salsa, as I kept reiterating, “honeyyyy, I’m from Houston! I know how to dance!” We met this Brazilian sounding guy literally because he was standing there an just put his hands up -- got us drinks and saw a poor attempt at line dancing in Vegas, encountered a PTA named Jery (classically shocked that I finished school already hehe). Kept encountering this older gentleman who was charming but creepy, gave Katy a lesson in public strutting, and finally circled back to lounge at the lily pad.

Eventually Katy came over and whisked me away to a table in the pool. About six girls were already there. There were only two guys so of course I assumed my role as a poolside, go-go dancer. I looked down and realized that I recognized this guy’s dance moves from day club!! And sure enough Nikolai was there! I called him over asking why he wasn’t backstage at the Zedd show. Got in the pool and of course dealt with the same ambiguous vibe as earlier that day.

(At some point during this, Kathleen came over and dropped off my things - holy shit i just looked it up, it was around 1am - and I asked her to take my phone and wallet back to the hotel at the risk of getting it in the water) Kathy had just offered me some WatEr and I ended up just chillin’, enjoying the vibes and visuals by the side of the pool. I vaguely remember seeing Nikolai leave and honestly just dgaf about it. Kathy explained that it was ok to want to feel physical touch so I just leaned the fuck in to the virgin experience and let everyone and their mother scratch my head, massage my back, and just love on each other hahaha we ended up closing the club at like 3:30am or something.

As we were leaving, one of the two guys (the half-Jap-half-Russian who I was initially told was gay - found out his name at like 5am, and then ended up not being gay) bluntly says, “you’re really pretty and I’d like to make out with you” - looking back, it was almost perfect... I was already comfortable with him because he had been [orgasmically] pulling my hair all night and massaging my neck. He said later that he thought he was being obvious in making a move, but i’m pretty sure he was doing that with everyone, esp considering Kathy was deadass wrapped around his back like a monkey lolol he later said he was only pulling my hair, my rolling ass had no fucking clue ahahah

Anyway, I hadn’t had someone suggest making out in so long and had been recently longing for that exactly, so after several minutes of inner turmoil (at this point i was still getting used to him not being gay, but also i was on my period, freshly waxed, and headfirst in my first Experience). I stayed back with Kim and James (literally a total ‘Crazy Rich Asians’ vibe with his british accent and her stunninnnggggggg looks), Kathy, and Mr. Makeout. There was a cool breeze accompanying us on the late night streets of the Strip and we just let ourselves walk and blow away with Mr. Makeout’s EPB/APL. We ended up at their room at the Palazzo and sure enough, when Kathy and Kim went to talk in the bathroom, he point-blank says, “are we gonna make out now?”

He was odd in his own way - a balance of nonchalant, poignancy, and just enough flirtation. Stolen smiles and glances had become our forte at this point, I was really wishing that Kathy could see what was happening, and that I hadn’t given my phone away. The three of us decided to leave to give Kim and James some privacy. Kathy lagged behind to talk to Kim and we continued to make out in the hallway. Kissing him was somehow so erotic yet so professional/respectful.

The sun was beginning to come up as we headed to the guys’r extra room at Caesar’s and awkwardly laid in bed, in our swim suits, unable to sleep, just waiting for Kim to need us since we had a key card. Let me just say that damn Kathy is such a good friend. She had her phone out the whole time even though battery was draining fast, making sure that Kim felt safe and that she wasn’t ubering alone or anything.

There was a moment that Kathy was going to leave and I was going to stay back with Daniel (I now knew his name), I decided against it and as I got out of the bed he beautifully clung to my waist with his previously whispered “I’d like to make love to you” twirling through my head. I playfully tried getting away, knowing full well that he had me locked down (If I was smart at all, I would have remembered James’ subtle mention that Daniel brought a NCAA National Judo Title back to Harvard, i.e. their ALMA MATER, which I barely cared about at this point because I was so out of it haha). We convinced him to come back to the Venetian/Palazzo with us (and he paid for the taxi, bless).

We kept stealing a few kisses in various lobbies as Kathy essentially babysat all of us lmao. Before heading up to our room, I threw my number onto his phone internally plotting how I can sneak away to him. After all, it was only 6am at this point and everyone was deadass asleep.

Immediately I realized how not sleepy I was in comparison to everyone sprawled out on their air mattresses. I updated Katy and Jody and replied to his immediate texts:

“Hello

OK come now.

Can we make out a little more?”

I trotted out of the room in a sun dress, no bra, and my bikini bottoms. I told you, it was the start of Cancer season. Walked through the adjoining hotels (seriously, how convenient) and eventually he found me.

“You changed”

“Well I didn’t really want to walk around in a sheer kimono at 7am,” then alluding to the lack of bra underneath.

He was surprisingly disciplined in the elevator, undoubtedly catching me smiling in anticipation for his lips to be back on mine. Thankfully, he deviated towards a corner wall to kiss for a bit before heading down a very long hallway. It was the most seamless a makeout has felt in a long time. We were eye to eye whenever I’d rise up onto the balls of my feet. I grabbed at his jet black hair and his hands ran all over me with an energy I’d never felt before - I had gotten used to greedy hands on me... his were appreciative, almost even respectful. I could feel him near the hem of my dress and he’d lightly lift it up, but never yanked at it or slid it up too high... we continued down the long hallway with the same style of kissing, even getting caught by a couple, oops hehe.

We got to the room and decided to continue in the [pleasantly spacious and conveniently mirrored] full bathroom. Knowing fully well that we only had time to makeout, we started slow, just weaving back and forth. We took our time, taking turns unbuttoning each others tops, one by one, kissing to celebrate the each exposure of new skin (forgetting the fact that we were already half naked when we met or that we had already laid next to one another in our underwear).

Eventually the clothes were off and he didn’t question when I said that underwear has to stay on. It was 45 minutes of bliss. He leaned against the counter for the majority of the time and our hands ran free, up and down each other’s bodies. His musculature perfectly balanced - I seriously don’t think I’ve ever been so dumbfounded, I literally had no critiques. But I couldn’t properly articulate myself because I was so shocked by his whispers and praises.

“You’re so pretty... You’re so cute... You’re so hot... You have the most incredible body,” as he appeared to blink in what looked like disbelief. For once, I actually believed a man’s compliments on my body...

“I was trying to talk to you all night,” he said as I stared back in disbelief reminding him that his hands were on all the other girls as well. “You have so many dang friends, I didn’t know how to get alone... and then you disappeared, I couldn’t find you.” We continued kissing through all this recapping and sure enough, he blessed me with that same, firm hair pull.

We ended up laying on the floor towards the end, him teasing me with the words, “I really want to eat you out” - BUT OF COURSE, I was on my period at a time when I’d never been more willing to do it. His lips were so luscious and our tongues had already become well-acquainted at this point. He told me to lay on the floor and his hands just explored my lower abdomen and superficial pelvis... it felt beautifully similar to the scene in “Pretty Woman” where Richard Gere goes from playing the piano to playing Julia Roberts’ body.... it was just pure bliss, I’d never been so happy to be in a hotel bathroom at 7am. And as we ached over the fleeting minutes, eventually we heard James fumbling for the bathroom knob, I doubled over in giggles as I fumbled for clothes to cover my mostly naked self. “I’m not done exploring you yet...” he said with a tone of sadness as we departed, again not realizing that I was plotting to return to him. I wasn’t done either.

I’m going to stop writing soon, but I ended up going back to his room (sans James) after Jody left. We had about an hour, “You just always leave me. I booked my flight for 11:30 after you left. I didn’t think I’d get to see you again.”

We kissed slowly, obviously running on depleted energy reserves, and eventually ramping up to the same enthusiasm as earlier that morning.

“I wish I had a video of you doing that,” alluding to my practically-rehearsed minx crawl over his supine body. To which he countered with the masculine version when it was his time to be on top. However, I think I reached a completely new capacity of physical attraction as I laid on the bed with him standing, holding my hips. Every time his hips thrusted forward, his chest and delts contracted with each pulse.... I’d never been with a physique like that, ever. I don’t know what came over me but eventually I was going down with an enthusiasm I hadn’t felt in years, genuinely wanting to kiss him just everywhere. I was lasting a lot longer than usual. I could feel him squirming and just when I thought he was going to finish - he blurted “I just want to fuck you” as he simultaneously tossed me to the head of the bed and held himself over me - it was performed so swiftly and smoothly that I officially have a newfound sexual respect for guys who do Judo. It almost felt like a couples tango... I just laid there, sprawled out in complete disbelief, realizing that I reallyyyy wanted him back in me. We wrestled with the idea but there were no condoms left and I wasn’t on birth control - I had to bite my tongue to prevent myself from discussing the significantly decreased likelihood of getting pregnant when on your period, but luckily he reminded me that we’re a couple of strangers, a couple of mature adults. Eventually time caught up with us and with rosy-cheeks we left his room. I lamely asked if we could hold hands to which he said, “of course.” I could feel his smile next to me in the elevator and gave each other a quick kiss before he headed to the lobby and I sped off to the Venetian to clean up my things before check out.

At one point we were just laying there and he said those perfect words, “this is all I really wanted.” I didn’t fully believe him, but I nodded in agreement because it truly felt wonderful.

(Sidenote: I initially started this post because I was resisting texting Mr. Makeout. I caved and started drafting a message, but I kept backspacing because I didn’t actually know what I wanted to say. Finally got frustrated and gave up on keeping contact, phew glad that period of desperation is over with)

0 notes

anneedmonsonus · 6 years ago

Text

What I’d Buy on Facebook Marketplace Today (If I Wasn’t Broke)

I was a teenager the first time someone told me I had an addictive personality. “Oh!” I said brightly, flattered. “Meaning people find me addictive?” I was picturing myself as this alluring, magnetic creature. “NO,” they shot back rudely. “It just means that you get addicted to things very fast.”

It wasn’t the last time anyone said that to me, and I have to admit, they have all been correct. When I start getting addicted to ANYTHING, I feel this pentup, excited, nervous energy coursing through my blood, like there is a happy little person is in my brain hopping up and down on the spot shouting more more more “MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE OF THIS”. It’s at the back of my mind always. (So many examples. The Sims. Chalk paint. Jamaica Blue walnut brownies. Marie Kondo. The other night, when Mr Nerd taught me how to play Blackjack, then dragged me away from the table once my eyes got the crazy gleam. Forbrydelsen. Work. Pinterest. Manhattan Nest. Words with Friends. Coffee. SNES Battle. etc).

One of my latest addictions is Facebook Marketplace. (“MORE MORE MORE,” shrieks my inner crazy). It’s like Gumtree but better, to be honest. Firstly, a lot of things in the homewares realm tend to be priced cheaper than they would on Gumtree, with some people just offloading stuff for very little or even free. Also, with the ability to check out a seller’s public profile, I like to think you have a lesser chance of going out to a stranger’s house and them being an axe-wielding maniac (I hope).

Similar to image-sharing platforms like Pinterest and Instagram, Marketplace is predominantly image-focused, making it more visually pleasing and fun to browse. This is a feature that I also think makes it pretty effective if you want to make a sale. One of my friends was telling me how she listed three items on Gumtree for a week with no bites; on Facebook Marketplace they were gone within the day, one within 20 minutes.

While I think the userface could be improved in some ways, on the whole Facebook Marketplace is great – particularly if you’re decorating a house. There are so many furniture and homewares bargains to be had. Sure, some of it has that scary “did someone die in this armchair” vibe, but it’s all about envisioning (and maybe re-upholstering).

There’s a LOT of cool secondhand furniture, art and homewares – and a lot of bargains. Especially at the moment, with a whole lot of people going KonMari-mad after binge-watching Marie Kondo’s Netflix show Tidying Up during the New Year break. (You might have seen my Instagram, I definitely went a little Konmari nutty). Something might not spark joy for you; but it sure as hell can spark joy for someone else browsing Facebook Marketplace.

HOWEVER. We now have a six-month-old in our midst and I’m only working part-time (essentially in naps and at night, ugh. Which as you can imagine isn’t the most conducive set-up).

Ok, so I’m not exactly broke (that was me getting your attention with my click-baity title, and you’re here so clearly I succeeded) however, we are pretty much a one-income family at the moment and are trying to be more careful with our spending, so we’re on a bit of a budget. Also, to be honest, I have everything I want, really. Our not-huge house is full; I wouldn’t mind swapping Mr Nerd’s bedside table for one with more storage, but at present, furniture-wise there’s really nothing I neeeeed.

That doesn’t mean, however, that it isn’t fun to just look! Sometimes even when I’m just on Facebook, things on Marketplace pop up on my feed and I can’t resist an idle browse; the same way I scroll realestate.com without the aim of buying a weatherboard cottage in the Blue Mountains.

One of my friends who shares my fondness for online bargain hunting is Nelly Reffet, an interior designer at Twinkle and Whistle. Nelly’s signature style of interiors caught my eye long ago when I first saw them online – what I liked about them is that she relishes the challenge of finding vintage and secondhand things and making them work, in both her own home and her clients.

And man, Nelly is the Facebook Marketplace QUEEN. She regularly texts me things like, “Look at this *insert any covetable MCM design* chair/table I got from Facebook Marketplace.” I gape in awe. “FOR FREE,” she continues. “Master,” I moan.

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

She also puts my bargain hunting to shame. When I text her things I like, she’s usually like, “It’s pretty! But too expensive.” She is the Facebook Marketplace equivalent of that friend everyone has where you them what they thought of that guy you liked and she’d be like, “Yeaaaah…… you can do better.” Brutal.

So when I thought of writing a fun story on things I’d buy on Facebook Marketplace if I wasn’t on a budget and had a few big houses to decorate, naturally asking Nelly to join in was the second thing that came to mind. She was keen. “What I like is that we can show people that we can get super cool-looking interiors without breaking the bank, without resorting to Kmart or big stores, and we recycle things too, so it’s much better for the environment,” she said to me. “Plus, people are Marie Kondo-ing their lives, and Facebook market is becoming the source of all good things that spark joy!”

So here’s our pick of what’s out on the Perth Facebook Marketplace at the moment – what we’d nab, and also, Nelly’s awesome guides on how she’d style some pieces and in what kind of setting to get a great look for less. “Certain items are more than we would personally pay – but they are beautiful and were available at the time of putting this together,” says Nelly. “But I always think when it comes to buying secondhand online, the best deals are usually made by being patient. I set myself a price I don’t want to go over, and I wait… the concept of Slow Decorating is key to cheap deals!”

So here are our picks! Look, Nelly doesn’t agree with all of mine, but hey, one person’s trash is another’s treasure, right? Enjoy.

(Also, if you’re looking for an interior designer to help you pull your own curated, individual look together, I recommend Nelly regularly. You can contact her via twinkleandwhistle.com or check out her Insta @nelly_reffet).

VINTAGE WARDROBE

The item that sparked this post. I so badly wanted this linen cupboard. And it’s $20. Do I have any room for it, anywhere? No. Do I need it? No. Do I love it? Yes. It’s such a pretty shape and colour. I could see it in a children’s room.

MID CENTURY HABITAT DESK

Oh I love this. And what I love about it is that the light rattan sides and back would help disguise any ugly under-desk computer stuff, cords etc, but they don’t weigh the piece down and make it look heavy. If your study/home office is open-plan with the rest of the house, it’s a desk that would add to your home’s style, not detract from it. It’s beautiful and $450 is decent for something like this.

VINTAGE CANE CHAIR

I think this is cute. It’s a nice cane, not a yucky blah orange-y cane. I see it in a bedroom with a little white fluffy throw against crisp white walls, or with a colourful pillow and an oversized plant or a little mother-in-laws tongue. OR I’d have it outside on a (protected) deck with a little side table. I’d also reupholster the pink cushion. Nelly thinks it is too expensive, but she is brutal.

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

INTERIORS THEME: BOHO CHIC

“Think plush, weathered sofas you want to collapse in, bold patterns and a few shimmering touches for a casual and fun place to call home,” says Nelly, who loves the vibe travertine tables like these add to a room. “Real marble and travertine will never go totally out of fashion,” she says. “If they do, don’t worry, they will still remain cool!”

GET THE LOOK Sofa Coffee Table Rug (as an aside, Marketplace can be a great place to find beautiful secondhand rugs) Metal Bowls Hanging decor

Total budget: $1,710

VINTAGE DRINKS TROLLEY

I love a drinks trolley or a butler’s cart and I would have one in every room if I could. This one has a sort of daintiness about it that is quite pretty. I’d restore it or maybe even paint. (Is that bad?)

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

RUSSELL WOODARD SPUN FIBREGLASS VINTAGE CHAIRS

At $275, they’re not such a bargain that I’d cry tears of joy, however, it’s worth it. For a) these chairs are stunning and b) They look like they are in great nick, and c) for that price you could buy two new chairs or two awesome vintage pieces that you could sell again down the track without them losing their value. They’d look so good on a patio or veranda against an old rendered wall or in a black/white/themed garden setting.

INTERIORS THEME: AUSTRALIANA

Here’s a nod to a more simple life in our country. “We’re so globally focused these days that we forget the natural beauty Australia has to offer and how inspiring its landscapes and colours are,” says Nelly, who is French-born but now an Australian citizen. The kangaroo chairs are a little kitschy, but cute in their own way. We can picture one of them in a kids room at a cute desk (see the school desk coming up). Inspiration source.

GET THE LOOK Watercolour Wardrobe Chairs Basket

Total budget: $180

FREEDOM ATLAS SOFA

I cannot go past beautiful brown or camel-coloured leather couches. My sister-in-law has this Freedom couch and it is such a nice modern shape and is also long and comfy enough to have been the recipient of many a nap. $1500 is a decent price too.

ANTIQUE 1904 LONDON MARBLE TABLE

This is expensive (for Facebook Marketplace) but it IS a beautiful piece and it looks like it’s in great nick. If you had an old house and a large kitchen it would work in there or even in a large hallway as a very pretty drop zone.

OLD PAINTINGS

My love of an old painting knows no bounds, it appears. My husband would hate them, but these are cute, and c’mon, $5, people. I think I’m drawn to paintings because at one point you can tell that someone put so much time and love into them. I think my fave is the one of the mountains with the haphazard-looking cabin and the unnaturally blue water.

REGENCY STYLE BUFFET SIDEBOARD

From what I can tell in the photos, this looks in good nick, although they say it is veneer. I do love walnut anything though – it’s such a nice versatile timber colour and I love the front detailing on this, and the legs. I’d have it in a dining room or even behind a sofa or against a wall in a really large living room.

VINTAGE FLIP SCHOOL TABLE

A nice easy DIY project (sand the top, sage green or duck egg blue legs?) and in a kids room – if our kids room were larger I would nab this.

INTERIORS THEME: DESIGNER-INSPIRED

Nelly and I share a massive design crush on Arent & Pyke. Seriously, they can do no wrong. Everything they do is individual and eclectic yet cool and pulled-together. They are not afraid of colour, or taking risks that I think a lot of people – even other designers – would be afraid of. “When I first saw their Bronte beach house, I fell massively in love with the living room they had created, and it’s been haunting my visual brain – in the best way possible – ever since,” says Nelly. “So when I stumbled across a FREE armchair on Marketplace the other day that vaguely resembles that grey beauty in their design, my heart raced a little bit. Oh the opportunity! Sure the free armchair will need to be reupholstered (which is lucky for me since my hubby is an upholsterer and is just about to start his business and needs a few pieces to redo to get his portfolio started), and it is not the same as the beautiful designer one from Arent & Pyke. But still, it is testament that we can get a bit of a designer look, on a budget, without resorting to flat pack and Kmart.”

GET THE LOOK Armchair Sideboard Rug Vintage chandelier Artwork

Total budget: $995

BOOK SHELF

Simply put, seller. You call a spade a spade. I like it. And sure, this book shelf is simple and basic, but something about the top is cute, and it’s $10. I’d buy this in a second, give it a bit of paint (I’m thinking spearmint or yellow, something fun) and use it in a kids room or hallway with a cute trailing plant on the top. I used to collect bookcases the way some people collect shoes. When I moved out of homeI realised I had nine bookcases through my parents home. I do give away books regularly, but there’s still some I just can’t part with.

INTERIORS THEME: TROPICAL COOL

This look is 70s and 80s glam with a hint of Bali about it, and these Casala chairs are the biggest bargain of the lot. Inspiration source.

Casala Chairs Bamboo dining table Beaded Chandelier Vintage bird ceramics Teak bowl Artwork

Total budget: $355

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

CARVED SERVING TRAY

This is pretty and would be lovely in a light and white coastal home. I’d lean it against the top of a sideboard or buffet in the dining room with a white sculpture or little framed picture in front and a Boston fern or something next to it.

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

MID-CENTURY WALL UNIT

Don’t quote me on this but I’m pretty sure my in-laws have this exact same wall cupboard that was passed down to them. It’s not a classic designer piece but it’s well-made and sturdy. For $75, if I were a first home buyer again and furnishing say a cute mid-century cottage, I’d snap this up for storage and fill the side panels with books.

ART DECO

“Curves curves curves! And pink, soft velvet. A definitely feminine twist on Art Deco,” says Nelly.

Dresser Stool Armchair Ceiling light Rug Artwork

Total budget: $710

TWO JARRAH AUSTRALIAN MID-CENTURY CHAIRS

Something about these chairs makes me think of two old grandfatherly types, sitting in their chairs and laughing over some inside joke. I think just one would be cool in a living room teamed with a more modern sofa. They have a nice solid shape and you could reupholster the pillows.

WEST ELM CHAIR

Given its $170 it’s probably not hugely off the retail price (I’m not sure, you’d have to check) but this would add a bit of warmth to a bedroom corner or kids room at a desk. Yep I really am a sucker for brown leather anything.

80s FLAVOR

“The 80s were not for the faint-hearted,” says Nelly. “It called for strong patterns, bright, contrasting colours, and a rather playful take on furniture design. You couldn’t quite be neutral or minimalist in the 80s.” But elements of the 80s are coming back, and if you like the look, here are Nelly’s picks.

GET THE LOOK Curved Sofa + Ottoman Round Chair Pottery Decor Cowhide Artwork Artwork 02

Total Budget: $1,069

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

IKEA SPINDLE CHAIRS

For four chairs for $20, I’d run there. These are cute; I’d probably spray paint black or mint and have them around a round table or an old farmhouse table.

CUTE RETRO BEDSIDE

This is a little different to the usual and the handle is a nice feature. I’d get it if it weren’t too low for our bed!

Have you ever bought anything awesome on Facebook Marketplace? Maya x

The post What I’d Buy on Facebook Marketplace Today (If I Wasn’t Broke) appeared first on House Nerd.

from Home Improvement https://house-nerd.com/2019/02/02/what-id-buy-on-facebook-marketplace/

0 notes