#but i fucked it all up by not wanting to relocate this year hehe

[kuiinncedes]

teehee

[frankcastlescumslut]

it hurt. almost to the point of being unbearable, but it was necessary.

it had to be.

it wasn’t selfish of him to leave, you knew that. he tried his hardest to convince you it was— that he was wrong to have intertwined himself with your life, that it was the most careless thing he could have done, to put you in danger like that.

but it just… wasn’t. it couldn’t be. his absence was the last act of love he could give to you, and it hurt.

relocating was necessary. in some ways it helped; there were no traces of him to be found, no reminders or distant memories that would poke and prod the ache in your chest, just uncomfortable stillness.

there are moments when you wonder if things would be different if you never became a target, but you shove those thoughts away, burying them alongside the slivers of hope you once had.

it was lonely.

you were lonely.

acknowledgement was the first step along a fine line and yet, it was futile.

time never stopped, of course.

you found a new job. ate at a different diner. the weather changed. leaves turned to different shades of fire before returning to the earth. snow littered the ground. fireworks assaulted the sky.

you always hated the new year, just like Frank, and it was no different this time. except that it was— everything was different.

he was still gone and you were still there, alone, even if you were surrounded by swaying bodies and sweet champagne at a company party you couldn’t get out of.

he was still gone, fireworks were still igniting, and there was nothing you could do about it. there was no way to make sure he was okay, let alone alive, and that was the reality of the situation.

he was still gone.

you were still alone.

fireworks still exploded.

it wasn’t unusual for you to leave at the slightest inconvenience, but this was more than that. the noise was a constant reminder of his suffering, that you weren’t there, that he didn’t give you chance to be there— it was an attack against your very being, and your feet carried the weight for you, as far away from other life forms as possible.

you weren’t sure where you were once your feet stopped moving. the tears stung against your freezing cheeks, your throat burned with each gasp of dry air, the world spun around you.

frank was gone.

you were alone.

fireworks echoed your perceived solitude.

it had to have been a cosmic encounter or divine intervention that kept you on your feet long enough to watch a silhouette stumble towards you.

“Frank?”

no, that was stupid of you to think that.

it was the grim reaper, you decided— that felt more practical. it was time for your to pay your dues and accept the fate that had finally caught up to you.

you gave in, dropping your head in submission to what was to come. there was a moment of curiosity, if this is what it looked like when Frank’s family was hunted, if they would be kind enough to make it as quick as possible, if he would ever find out about your demise.

it didn’t matter, you decided, and steadied yourself in anticipation.

your brain felt fuzzy as you watched the figure grow closer. it had to have been the champagne, you thought— there was no logical explanation for a ghost to be hobbling in front of you.

but there he was.

dead man walking.

you swallow your vomit, because that would be embarrassing, and you squeeze your eyes shut. maybe this is all a lucid dream, maybe you could will yourself to sober up enough to get the fuck out of there, maybe you could convince yourself that he wanted to come back.

but he was still there.

he was still frank.

he looked different; his hair was buzzed and new bruises decorated his hardened face. nearly unrecognizable, you allowed yourself to see him, but there was the familiar softness around his eyes that he reserved for you.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

hey hehe 🙈 sorry for this! I was listening to Satellite by Harry Styles and couldn’t get this out of my head k bye!

[kuwdora]

January 6 - how are your plants doing? -bironic

Oh man. I used to post a lot about my plants on Twitter and then I stopped because of my burnout and my plants suffered. And then TweetDeck went kaput and I stopped posting on Twitter altogether. (I'm on bluesky now.)

So! Some updates:

A few of my plants have died - the ones that needed more water than others. So I'm very sad about the loss of my Tradescantia spathacea which I had managed to keep alive for 3 years. But at least my succulents are still alive, woo. My spider plants are doing well, too. Tessy is still doing population control and eating my spider pups, though I still have a few pups I need to transplant into a bigger pot and find someone to adopt them. Though I wonder how many spider plants could I reasonably fill the apartment with if I really tried? Hehe.

But yeah…my burnout and anxiety meant I didn't give enough time to my plants because I just lost the threads of everything while grinding in dozens of interviews. Quite a few need to be repotted and/or pruned. My peanut cactus gave me its first ever flower this past year which was cute and spectacular surprise (I hadn't gotten them to flower at all since I've had them). But I def need to split up the peanut cactus into some more pots because they just keep growing and getting root bound.

I did have a spot of trouble with some of my plants that was unexpected.

I have neighbors who are a queer couple and moved in sometime early last year I think. I came outside to get my mail and saw them crouched on the ground in front of their apartment. And then a squirrel hopped down from the railing and walked into the guy’s hand for a treat. I watched these guys with this squirrel for awhile and they were precious and enamored with the critter. The guys told me they felt like Disney princesses when she shows up for food. It was the cutest fucking thing to witness. Apparently the squirrel had started coming around and been reacting to the one guy’s voice. So they’ll have their window open and she’ll come and settle on a ledge and they come out and feed her.

A few weeks later the squirrel’s kids started showing up behind her. The kids are very messy eaters but they’ve all started getting habituated to people, far more than my liking. I grew up in a rural area where red squirrels destroyed sheds and doors and bird feeders. I did not want any of that to be my problem. Alas.

These kiddo squirrels are very cute and all and indeed they do like coming around and getting peanuts from their fanboys. One of these squirrels likes to use my stairs and my plant shelves as a shortcut to the roof to hop onto the branches of the nearby trees. He has knocked over a half dozen of my plants so far on his way up.

Thankfully none of the pots ever broke because they fell into my hibiscus bush, but it broke nearly all the branches of my meagerly flowering hibiscus. I really needed to prune the bush anyway, but my main concern was for the 8” and 6” terracotta pots the squirrel kept knocking over. A few of my succulents lost some pieces and I really should be propagating them but in the meantime I'm WTFing about this squirrel. Cause we'll open our door and just find him hanging out on the top shelf.

I've found peanut shells in my plants, lol.

This little squirrel has the gall to come and sit on the stairs and chatter at me and make other huffy noises. I’ve never fed him, never leave food out. But he gives me very bossy entitled vibes. I’ve relocated the heavier plants away from those shelves because I can’t seem to stop him from climbing.

My hibiscus bush has some new growth which is nice, so I’ll be trying to take better care of that. And taking better care of the rest of my plants. I lost track of so many things over the past year and a half. But I know focusing on my plants always makes me feel better so I just gotta keep on with it.

I also need to make some more acrylic pours for my terracotta! So much fun.

peanut plant photo:

eehee thank you my little squirrel kiddo for leaving your peanut shells in my plants. It's been shells in like 4 different plants now.

January posting meme + claim a date - prompt me. Still open dates!

[fruity-boy-bruno]

So who is Vi?

Vi!!! My girly!! My silly!!!

As I said before they're one of my Wayne ocs, more specifically one that got experimented on by Odozeir, because no way the only thing that dude was doing was feeding larvae pool wine. One doesn't stop at one fucked up experiment on children. So he or his agents would snatch up larvae and nymphs (the in-between stage of larve and grown wayne I came up with) when no one was paying attention and bring them to his eeeviill science layer in foglast. He did this to get direct revenge on Wayne for killing Gibby, as well as so he could understand Wayne anatomy more to realllyyy fuck him up if he got the chance.

So Vi was snatched while she was in the nymph stage, and was probably in Odozeir's fucked up child experiment lab for about a year. Witnessed a lot of larvae getting turned into warpos while she was there, but she was both lucky and unlucky enough that that wasn't what Odozeir had in mine for it. Instead they were used as an anatomy lesson: they got vivisected <3 while awake. It also endured a lot of other experiments, (including the removal of her chest legs--which came back with one of her respawns) and would die rather frequently, but it got brought back with soul sponges every time. So she was stuck in this situation until Wayne crew killed Odozeir. When that happened, his henchmen dudes acted on orders they had to kill any prisoners they had in the lab (because it'd be too hard to relocate and hide with prisoners) so Vi got sent to the afterlife. She ofc didn't know she wasn't going to be soul sponged back, so she sat in the sands waiting for it to happen (because she was that hopeless in reaching the pool out before that'd happen). It waited for a very long time before a grown Wayne found it there, because of the madness spell, and they brought her home.

She's smaller than the average Wayne and has a weaker skull because of the stress from while she was growing. She wears platformers to make up for this, and because they match her edgy clothes style. They also have a permanent vivisection scar that they try to keep covered.

She's obviously like realllyy fucked in the head from all of this. She resents the other Waynes for not finding her sooner even though there was a very low chance of it. They also resent main Wayne a bit because he did technically cause this to happen to them. But mostly it's upset at itself for not being strong or smart enough to get away from Odozeir on its own. They're drawn to "experiment" with things relating to death. She find creative ways to die, and creative ways to kill some non-sentient characters. She also gets excited at the chance to see what other people of different species look like when they die (she's waiting to see what a splithead's skull looks like) Girly also experiments with drugs. Chronic smoker and cocaine user but "will try most things once." She's friends with Smuldunde and is also her lab assistant. Smuldunde is the one that talked her out of trying meth!

Btw she absolutely named herself Vivisection. She did this partly because she wants people to be like "oh.. okay....." when it tells them. And because she thinks Vi is a cute nickname. Also her voice is the main singer of Jack off Jill (mainly because of the song "Afraid of Dying) The main genre of music she listens to is girl/fem metal hehehe

There's definitely more to her but this is all I can think of at the moment hehe.. she started off as a one off character in an rp but I loved her too much.

[arambleaway]

Lets pretend the lack of Phoenix backstory isn't a logical mechanical choice and instead treat it as a facet of the character because I think it has interesting implications. I saw a post that I can't find because I'm an idiot that mentioned how odd it really was in a story context that we never hear or see anything about his family and given my personal bias I have some thoughts. So. Treating it as a story feature. Lets begin.

I am extrapolating my ideas from a couple places. The first being that 1) Phoenix never really mentions his family so something happened to cause them to no longer be a part of each others' lives. 2) There is a seeming lack of grief and no mention even while on trial for murder in college. 3) Phoenix does not, to my eye, appear to hold the hallmarks of people growing up in an abusive household. But 4) He latches who he is onto other people with worrying intensity.

I'm merging these facts with my own belief that Phoenix is trans (disprove me I dare you) and my own observations as to what Phoenix is like as a parent. Also the fact that his name is Phoenix. Because honestly. So anyway. My conclusions are thus:

Phoenix is trans, but he didn't pick his name. He was named Phoenix at birth by his exceedingly law-hating hippie parents, which seems to be a popular idea from my narrow exposure. My view is that he was one of those kids that was like 7 and just knew. (Bastards. I love them but ugh. I wish) So Phoenix's parents being the amazingly supportive people they were, immediately swapped pronouns and even relocated him to another school so that he could have a fresh start without having to deal with a bunch of questions. The absolute bastard of a teacher nearly wrecks that (diatribe for another post) but Miles and Larry are enough to make them keep Phoenix in place because of how much the two mean to him.

Huh, guess this means Larry and Miles don't know about the trans thing. And even though they like Miles for hanging with Phoenix they aren't thrilled about Miles's hyperfixation. I bet it would be like when you go to a friends house they try to feed you except whenever Miles is over its like "try art!" or "have you ever thought of opening a business?" You could probably have some funny shenanigans as Miles, Larry, and Phoenix try to follow these kinds of suggestions in the most... them way possible.

So Phoenix's parents are super supportive throughout his childhood even reaching out to get him Miles's address though they aren't thrilled about Miles's Dad's job. Probably part of why Phoenix didn't know anything about Miles vanishing is that his parents didn't exactly care enough to ask.

A note though before moving into the reasons for the rift, are that while Phoenix's parents were super supportive, it was in a very hands off way. I'll get back to this.

So college comes around and Phoenix wants to take some law classes. Which his parent just are not thrilled or happy about. To the point where its like: fine, but we aren't going to pay for them. And then Phoenix sees Miles in the Paper and they are just... appalled. They refuse to pay for anymore of Phoenix's college and spend a rather taxing weekend trying to convince him to go back into art and trying to tell Phoenix that swapping majors for a man is ridiculous and law is nothing for a good sort like him. Oh. hehe, just had the thought that this is when Phoenix first watches Legally Blonde and it does the exact opposite of what his parents were hoping.

So they are arguing and by the end of the weekend they, honestly rather cordially, tell Phoenix that he is their son and they love him but cannot condone his choice. And he can take what he likes from his things in the house. They'll keep it all for him so that he can have it there when he comes to his senses and finds a decent career. But until then, it would be best if they didn't see him. Thus, Phoenix goes back to university heartbroken and seriously questioning if he made the right choice. (He probably watches Legally Blonde more than he'll admit.)

Then Dahlia comes along and the worst possible moment, and he is absolutely gone because he is craving that validation affection offers and hey law must be good for something because the courthouse brought him his darling Dollie. He latches all his insecurity and worry into the idea of loving and being loved by Dahlia/Iris. Which then makes his defense of her make more sense to my demi brain because I cannot comprehend that level of dumbassery for love. Just personally. It also makes sense because he absolutely latches onto Edgeworth after the trial because doing so is safe in a sense. Edgeworth can't hurt him because he isn't there and even if they are saying he is evil, Phoenix can save him after all he proved law wasn't evil, he can prove Miles isn't either. Or actually, he has to prove Miles isn't evil because if he doesn't then his parents were right and he fucked up is a massive way. So it goes.

The parent thing though! Swooping back around to the whole independent, hands off style of parenting, I really strongly believe in that being how he grew up because that is exactly how he is with Trucy. People will emulate their parents' good parts when parenting themselves, so I think he really emulates that part of how he grew up. He trusts her to act independently and lets her have her space. But he is very clearly always there for her no matter what. (which ties into everything above see? Occasionally i have maybe a sense i know something about what I'm writing.)

So yeah. My zigzagging thoughts on why Phoenix is the way he is and the family he comes from. I guess just a last note is I don't think they ever reconcile. Especially not after the disbarment. They would see the news and just... crumple because they knew it, their darling son has been corrupted. Oh. ouch. They see that and empty out his room. And Phoenix sees it all sitting outside when he goes to try and talk to them. Oof. Oh. Why do I hurt myself like this. Maybe they even fucking move. They treat it like the death of a child and just leave. So Phoenix doesn't actually know where they are. Which might also contribute to the whole 7 years of depression he goes through. Ughh. Now I wanna think about that. NO. I have other shit that popped up. Later ramble, later.

[poetrusicperry]

Running Towards Nothing

Chapter Two

chapter one

a/n: i’ve had this finished for a while, but i started college back up again this week and was waiting for a break to post it hehe... i hope you guys like it !! p.s. don’t forget todd is from the american south in this hehe

chapter summary: todd gets “acquainted” with neil, suffers through the first week of classes, and misses his older brother a lot

warnings: a bit of angst ?

word count: 1929

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       Upon arriving into his room, Todd plunked his suitcase down on his bed and flipped the latches open. The other side of the room was presently empty, so he figured Neil hadn’t made his way there yet. It was a bit sad seeing all the parents helping their kids move into their rooms for the year. Todd’s mother and father had left almost directly after the ceremony, leaving Todd to struggle up three flights of stairs while lugging a heavy suitcase. The hallway was bustling; loads of voices, opening and shutting of doors, footsteps, and knocks could be heard through the thin walls of Welton. Todd had shut the door to try to ease some of the disquiet, but it didn’t make much of a difference. As he adjusted the time on his clock to mirror that of his watch, the door opened with slight struggle. He turned toward the direction of the doorway and saw Neil pushing the door open ever so slightly with his hands full of a suitcase and a typewriter. Behind him stood a tall, broad man (who Todd could only assume was his father). He didn’t look like Neil, but there was something in their faces that just made Todd believe they were related. Todd rushed to the door and pulled it open more for Neil, holding the handle apprehensively as the boy and his father walked into the room.

       “Oh, thanks. Father, this is Todd Anderson, my roommate,” Neil set the typewriter gently on his desk and leaned the suitcase on the leg of his bed before wiping his hands on his pants and gesturing to Todd. Neil’s father set down the small duffel bag he was carrying onto Neil’s bed and held his hand out to Todd.

       “I’m Neil’s father, Tom Perry. Pleasure to meet you,” Todd took his hand hesitantly, shaking it slowly.

       “You, too, sir,” his accent slipped toward the end of his sentiment.

       “Where ya from, son?” his eyebrows slightly knit in a non-threatening way.

       “Um… Arizona, sir,” even Todd was surprised at the information, considering it was a big, fat lie. He didn’t even know why he lied, it just came out.

       “Ah, out west. Lovely place, Arizona–”

       “Father,” Neil interrupted, his adolescence giving way to the fact that he felt his father was embarrassing him by being too forward with someone he barely knew.

       “Oh, right, I should probably get going,” he laughed, clapping a hand onto Neil’s shoulder, “Hard work this semester, Son, especially with all those extracurriculars. I want to see those As!” he smiled, earning a grin in return from Neil.

       “Yes, sir,” Neil blushed slightly.

       “And you let me or your mother know if you need anything, anything at all,” he finished, releasing Neil’s shoulder from his grasp.

       Neil nodded, “Yes, Father. Thanks for helping me take my stuff up,”

       “Goodbye, Neil,” his father gave the boy a final nod, then turned to Todd, “Nice to meet you, Todd. Good luck this term,” Todd acknowledged him silently and Neil’s father exited the room, shutting the door behind him. Walking back over to his open suitcase, Todd pulled out a couple shirts and let them drop, still folded, onto the bare mattress; a set of sheets and a comforter were folded up at the head of his bed underneath a pillow.

       “Your parents grabbing the rest of your stuff from the car?” Neil inquired, absentmindedly unzipping his suitcase.

       “Oh… Uh, no, they left after the ceremony,” Todd shrugged, his back turned to Neil. There was a weighted silence for a few seconds; Neil was probably trying to figure out why Todd’s parents would just leave him to his own devices on a day as important as today.

       “So why’d you leave your old school? What brings you to Welton?” Neil wondered aloud. Todd could tell that Neil was facing him, and he felt rude not turning around, but for some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to.

       “Uh, my dad’s job. Relocated,” Todd added onto the Arizona lie, careful to reign in his accent yet again.

       “Cool. What’s Arizona like? I’ve never left the east coast before,” Neil pressed with a faint laugh. God, this kid didn’t shut up, did he?

       “It’s fine. Hot,” Todd shrugged, walking over to his desk and setting his notebooks onto the surface. Neil laughed a little more,

       “You’re not much of a talker, are you, Anderson?”

       “That a bad thing?” Todd shot back, anxiety rattling his bones.

       “No, just commenting,” even though Todd wasn’t facing him, he could hear that Neil was smiling. Todd didn’t respond, just continued to unpack, and before he knew it, he was shoving his empty suitcase underneath his bed.

       Neil had somehow finished unpacking pretty quickly and had left the room to go hang out with his friends (Todd had gotten a glimpse of them when Neil had opened the door. Turns out that it was the group from outside the arcade). As if this couldn’t get any harder for Todd, of course he was rooming with the most popular kid in school; the one with an established, close-knit friend group and a star-studded, intimidating reputation to uphold.

       The first week of classes had crawled by, Todd speaking only when spoken to, and avoiding confrontation at any other chance he got. Mostly, he holed himself up in his and Neil’s room, pouring over books and anything else that could keep him occupied from his thoughts and his roommate. Neil had tried, on more than one occasion, to get Todd to hang out or open up, but it just wasn’t something Todd felt… right doing. There was something about campus that made Todd uneasy; the expectations and assignments, they all made his head hurt. Todd wasn’t stupid by a long shot, he just wasn’t used to the rigor that came along with private school.

       On a particularly windy evening in early September, Todd was taking a phone call from Jeffrey in the dorm hallway. He was conscious that other people wanted, and probably needed, to use the phone, but it was the first time he’d spoken to his brother since Jeff left for school.

       “So how are things over there? Are you liking it?” Jeff’s voice warbled slightly through the phone.

       “I don’t really know, Jeff… it’s lonely here. I don’t like it much,” Todd shrugged even though his brother couldn’t see him.

       “Well why don’t you like it? Classes too hard?”

       “I don’t know,”

       “Yes you do, Todd,” Jeff’s firm tone brought Todd back to reality a bit.

       “I just… I want to go home,”

       “So tell Mom and Dad–”

       “No, I mean… home home,” Todd sighed. Jeff was quiet for a while, “Jeff?”

       “I’m here, bud… I know you want to go home, but I just… we left for good reason. And it’s not your fault. You know that–”

       “It is my fault. Mom and Dad said so,” Todd mumbled, twisting the telephone cord between his fingers. He was talking pretty quietly so none of the other kids waiting could hear him.

      “No, it’s not your fault. It’s just a rough situation, Todd. Please know that I’m on your side, okay? And please don’t give up on this new school… Maybe try to make some friends? Is your roommate nice at least?”

       “Yeah, I guess. He talks a lot. Asks a lot of questions,” Todd sighed again.

       “So talk to him. Roommates can be like a built in friend,”

       “Do you like yours?”

       “Yeah, he’s cool,” Jeff smiled, “You should just give people a chance, Todd. They’re not all bad,”

       “I know,” the silence that followed was comfortable.

       “Well, hey, listen I have to go, but call me if you need anything. Anything at all, you hear me?” Jeff cleared his throat.

       “You sound tired, Jeff,” Todd commented

       “So do you, pal,” his smirk was audible through the phone.

       “Get some sleep, okay?” Todd blinked hard.

       “You, too. I’ll talk to you later, alright?”

       “Okay… bye,” Todd was about to hang the receiver up.

       “Todd–”

       “Yeah?

       “I miss you, man,”  Todd paused at his brother’s sentiment.  

       “M-miss you, too,” Todd said quietly.

       “Okay, bye,”

       “Night,” Todd said, placing the receiver back onto the cradle. He got up and trudged back to his room, trying to ignore the dirty looks being thrown his way for using the phone for longer than ten minutes.

       In the dark of the room, Todd laid in his bed, staring up at the ceiling unblinking. He stared so hard he began to see little specks of white invading his vision. Stars, Todd thought to himself. Just as he began to drift to a more peaceful place, the door shot open, the light flicking on.

       “Oh, shit,” Neil said, turning the lights back off, “Sorry, Todd… Are you awake?”

       “Am now,” he mumbled, turning onto his side and away from Neil.

       “Sorry…”

       “S’okay,” Todd shrugged, pulling his covers up. There was some shuffling, and Todd closed his eyes, hearing Jeff’s words shift around in his head, “You should just give people a chance, Todd.”

        He turned over suddenly to ask Neil a question, but stopped mid-inhalation when he saw a ¾-naked Neil standing in front of his dresser, changing into his pajamas.

       “Oh... Fuck,” Todd averted his eyes back to the ceiling. Neil looked over at him, seemingly unfazed. Todd’s heart began to beat faster and he gripped his sheets under the covers.

       “You okay?” Neil asked, pulling on a pair of plaid flannel pajama pants.

       “Yeah, fine,” Todd cleared his throat and rubbed his chest with his other hand slowly in an attempt to calm his breathing. Todd shook his head to himself, willing away the impure thoughts circulating his brain, “Uh, where do you always go at night?” he asked.

       “Out with friends,” Neil smiled, throwing a plain white t-shirt over his head. 

       “But I thought we’re not allowed to leave campus,” Todd finally looked back at him.

       “Exactly,” Neil smirked, pushing his glasses up with his middle finger.

        “Oh,” Todd looked away again. Why was this kid so attractive? And mysterious, “Okay,” he pulled his covers up and tried his best to repress the funny feeling in his stomach. Neil didn’t say anything back just yet, he simply shut his bedside lamp off and clambered into bed.

       “How come you don’t talk to anyone?” Neil asked when they’d been laying in silence for a while.

       “I dunno,” Todd answered, his voice drowned in exhaustion.

       “Well… you’re pretty much the out-of-state enigma,” Neil laughed at his quick-witted comment, “I’m surprised Nolan hasn’t plastered your face all over the school fliers yet,”

       “I don’t have much to say, and even if I did, it wouldn’t matter anyway,” Todd shrugged, letting his heavy eyes get the best of him. If he bound himself tightly enough under the confines of silence, he didn’t have to know anyone or make the same mistakes he made back in Alabama. When Neil didn’t respond, Todd sighed, “Night,” he said, putting the conversation to bed without dinner.

      “Oh… okay. Goodnight, Todd,” Neil said quietly.

       The breeze outside was the only sound Todd focused on in a desperate attempt to ignore the deep, even breathing of a fast asleep Neil. Todd’s head began to swim in the unfortunate instances of the past few months. How could he have been so stupid? Before he knew it, he was out of bed and pacing the grounds outside, ultimately finding himself sitting on a bench in tears, and wishing he was curled up in his bedroom in Alabama.

tagging some people again: @queertoddanderson @babytoddanderson @cupiiid @justarandompjofan@charliedaltonofficial @pretentious-strikes @caffeineconstellations @wellredacademic @aedan-mills

and as always, thank you to @noelliza for being my peer editor <3(:

[ashengro-tto]

hello! hope it's okay to ask for more than one? otherwise you can answer the ones you'd prefer to! ♥️♠️🦑👑🐱

Hi! It is more than okay to ask for more than one hehe

[ the rest are under the cut ]

[ also I’m bad at summarizing my thoughts so if the jumps between points feel weird, that’s why ]

[ ALSO also I’m sorry this took so long to be finished (lol) ]

Marlowe & Ace ♥️

Best Friend / Headache #1

Their first meeting was not the best (yes, it’s the same as our canon first meeting with Ace)

Marlowe felt very offended that he would even think of saying stuff like that to their face. “Ignorant”? “Go back to kindergarten”? They don’t like being looked down on, especially when it comes to things like intellect

...Okay, maybe those insults were directed primarily at Grim, but Marlowe felt hurt too!

They’ve had to deal with a great number of terrible personalities in the past, and so, they were able to keep their cool. Grim, however...well, you know how it goes

After a while though, his asshole-ness simply turned into annoying-ness, and Marlowe was able to just brush it off as Typical Ace Behavior

When Ace isn’t being a dick, they get along great! Marlowe’s pretty playful, and a bit of a trickster as well, so the two like to play harmless pranks on the other first years from time to time

And by other first years I mean mostly Deuce. Marlowe apologizes afterwards. Ace does not

Ace likes to tease Marlowe about how badly they’re adjusting to NRC school life (and also their abysmal history and PE grades) but it’s okay because they tease him back about how they’re better at alchemy than him

Hanging out with a guy like Ace who just screams Typical Teenage Boy feels really refreshing to Marlowe

Ace asks a lot of questions, partially because he’s genuinely curious about where Marlowe’s from, but mostly because they told him not to and he knows it annoys them. Marlowe knows he’s doing it to be annoying, so it’s more bearable

Marlowe admires Ace’s bravery (though some might call it recklessness). It was during chapter one, when he stood up to Riddle, that they really felt that “oh, this guy is really cool” feeling. Ace’s willingness to stand up for what he believes in inspires Marlowe to do the same

Marlowe & Deuce ♠️

Best Friend / Headache #2

Their first meeting was also the same as the one in-game

After Deuce summoned the cauldron and dropped it on Ace’s head, Marlowe actually screamed “WHAT THE FUCK” out loud. They don’t swear often, which goes to show how shocked they were

They gave him a very stern lecture about how dangerous that was, how he could have shattered Ace’s skull, how other people could have been injured as well...Deuce felt like he was being scolded by his mother

Don’t even get them started on the heart attack they had when Deuce flung Ace onto the chandelier

After getting to know him a bit better, Marlowe starts liking him a lot more

They adore his decision to leave his delinquent past behind! Marlowe greatly values learning and education, so they’re willing to support him every step of the way

Study buddies!

Their study sessions often turn into tutoring sessions, though, with Marlowe having to explain the lesson to him, but they don’t mind. They’re very patient, and also good at simplifying terms without taking away from their meaning, so Deuce learns pretty quickly with them

They feel a small sense of pride whenever he comes to them showing off his test scores (still low, but certainly an improvement)

The headache part mostly comes from when his Bad Boy Mode activates

Marlowe doesn’t like violence. They recognize that progress isn’t linear, and of course Deuce is going to...go back to the way he was at times, but they urge him to keep his calm and remember that “violence is never the solution”

Ohh, Marlowe was so disappointed when they found out he, Ace, and Grim went to Azul in chapter three. They didn’t even need to scold the three of them, their eyes said it all

Deuce felt the guiltiest, since Marlowe was always the one telling him not to cut corners. He felt extra guilty knowing how much Marlowe hated Azul. They take so much time out of their schedule to help him study, and he goes and asks for help from the one they hate most...!

What Marlowe loves most about Deuce is his willingness to learn and change. He was able to realize that his past actions were hurting his mother, and grew as a person because of it. He’s still growing, and learning to be someone his mother can be proud of, which is something Marlowe greatly respects and admires

Marlowe & Azul 🦑

Answered here!

Marlowe & Vil 👑

They’re actually pretty close!

They’re in the same club, so they interact quite frequently

Vil originally wanted them to try acting in one of the films he was in the process of making. He handed them the script, gave them some props, and the cameras started rolling

Marlowe’s attempts at acting were not good. The delivery of the lines was stilted, their movements stiff. Multiple times they had accidentally dropped the props. They had no clue why they did so terribly, they’re usually good at this kind of stuff. Maybe it was because there were cameras on them?

Vil eventually moved them to the costume department, just so they could contribute even a little bit

Marlowe’s very interested in magical pharmaceuticals. They love learning about how magic intertwines with medicine, and Vil is more than happy to teach them

Vil often scolds Marlowe for not following the skincare routine he’s provided for them, but Marlowe’s not used to such fancy products and strict routines...they really can’t keep up, no matter how hard they try

There’s a lot he nags them for, actually. Their fashion sense (he’s the one who styled their uniform), their diet (it’s not their fault Crowley doesn’t give them enough money for good food), and their sleeping habits (they’re not used to sleeping early, or sleeping a lot) just to name a few

Marlowe likes a lot of things about Vil. He’s hardworking and confident, but most importantly, he helps the people around him

Vil pushes people to work hard so they can reach their full potential and go from a dirty potato to a shining red apple. He isn’t just concerned with his own self-improvement, but the growth and development of others as well. Even if others don’t put in the effort, he still keeps pushing because he never gives up

Marlowe originally thought he’d be a selfish, crab-mentality kind of person, so finding out that he actually wants to see others around him prosper was a surprise, but a welcomed one nonetheless

What they dislike is his method of doing so. Marlowe is very much a kind, gentle person who believes real change shouldn’t come from brute force. They always feel a little annoyed when he acts so harsh towards others

Marlowe & Grim 🐱

Best Friend / Headache SUPREME (yes, he surpasses numbers)

Marlowe called him a “disease-ridden raccoon” when they first saw him, which Grim did not take kindly to

Imagine the Prologue, but all the player choices have an “insult Grim” option

When they found out that they would have to be two halves of one student in order to attend NRC, Marlowe groaned internally. They did not like the little troublemaking furball one bit

All he did was bring misfortune! Their first NRC experience could have gone a lot smoother if he hadn’t caused so much trouble! Disturbing the entrance ceremony, burning an important statue, the chandelier fiasco...randomly waking up in a new world was stressful enough, all that just made things even worse

Honestly, their first few weeks together were terrible. It was all bickering, arguing, snide comments...the ghosts in Ramshackle seriously considered relocating

As time went on, however, the two slowly grew on each other

Marlowe is Grim’s henchman! They buy him food, help him study, and scratch that one part behind his ears to help him fall asleep (which he totally doesn’t like, absolutely not)

Grim is Marlowe’s familiar! He protects them from danger, helps clean around the dorm (if bribed with enough tuna), and looks so cute when he’s sprawled out snoring on the makeshift cat bed they made him

Eventually the arguments turned into playful banter. Marlowe would nag him for not doing his homework, Grim would complain about it, then Marlowe would nag him for complaining, so on so forth

What Marlowe appreciates most about Grim is...his company. He was the first one they met in this strange new world. They both have no place to call home, no family to call their own. All they have is each other, so Marlowe’s really thankful for his company, even if he can be a little annoying at times

Marlowe would never admit it, but they’ve grown so attached to the little monster. They can’t imagine life in Twisted Wonderland without him...but don’t tell him they think that! He’ll never shut up about it!

[flvcr]

— ( harry styles, twenty-five, cismale, he/him ) did you see ETIENNE FLUOR walking down main street earlier? you know who i’m talking about, they’re a POTTER / HOCKEY PLAYER. everybody in town says that they’re IDEALISTIC & INTUITIVE, but have a tendency to be UNPREDICTABLE & DESTRUCTIVE too. ETIENNE has been in town for THREE years. c'mon, they’re always requesting RUNNIN’ WITH THE DEVIL BY VAN HALEN at karaoke nights. well, i’m sure you’ll see them soon! @westmerestarters​

hiya! i am kt &+ underneath the read more is a LOT of info about my bb, etienne. ** insert clown emoji but make ‘em yee-haw ** if you’d like to plot you can reach me on here or at space cowboy#8536 on discord !! <33 v excited to interact with y’all and your bbs !!

𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖘

name: etienne ‘ marcel ‘ fluor. 

nicknames: goes by marcel, only allowing very few people to call him etienne.

gender / pronouns : cismale / he, him.

age: twenty-five.

birthday: june 27th.

zodiac: cancer !!

orientation: pansexual / panromantic.

occupation: hockey player ( currently injured ) // potter ( for fun ) !!

languages spoken: french, english & italian.

𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

- PINTEREST - featuring his wardrobe, his home, his aesthetic, some character inspo and olive, his german shepard pup !!

- SPOTIFY PLAYLIST - what he is currently listening to !!

personality type: INFJ-T / THE ADVOCATE

moral alignment: chaotic good

style-wise: etienne is v stylish, but isn’t overly flashy by any means. he’s intuitive in the sense of what works and what doesn’t. willing to explore the latest wardrobe craze, but also just likes what he likes and likely won’t venture out unless pressed by another to do so. post coming soon for his wardrobe !!! they say that the cancer man’s clothing is selected to reflect “ sophistication over flash “ but kdgjn i’ll let ya’ll be the judge of that. he’s v much harry inspired clothing wardrobe, but also tones it down with some casual looks, especially when it comes to getting his hands dirty in creative aspects !! but can be a bit on the flashier side as well, especially w/ hockey press and what not !!

𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉

   etienne ‘ marcel ’ fluor was born in montpellier, france to two lovely parents, theodore and estelle fluor ( both born in england themselves ) . he is the youngest of his siblings, having one older brother and an older sister, all of them being roughly two years apart. at the age of eight, his family relocated to montreal, canada as a result of a promotion his mother received, which at such a young age, etienne had no qualms with, despite his siblings’ uneasiness.  upon moving to a new country at a young age, etienne truly found himself via escaping into various books and movies. often attempting to write his own and would force encourage his siblings to act his skits/plays out for his parents enjoyment. he continues to be very close with his parents and siblings - recently he taught his parents how to use facetime, so catch him face timing his family on sunday nights. 

   growing up, etienne also enjoyed playing all types of sports ( his parents signing him up hoping that he’d make friends as a result, which he did ). when it came down to it, athletic abilities-wise, there truly wasn’t anything that he wasn’t ‘ good ’ at, and that’s simply because he’s always been such a competitive individual / as well as a perfectionist. that competitive/perfectionist energy caused him to 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. overall, he’s very athletic, found alternating between various sports offered not only at school, but as well as through local clubs. ultimately, his love and appreciation for hockey swayed him and soon enough it became his sole focus. due to his perfectionist tendencies, etienne is very dedicated to his craft, he will spend hours practicing specific tricks and skills in order to be the best at what he does, which transcends past hockey and into, really, every aspect of his life. 

   throughout highschool ; etienne 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, as well as take part in various clubs and sports ! just SOFT and sporty things. during this time, he joined the ontario hockey league and from there was eventually scouted out and recruited to the pittsburgh penguins as a defenseman at the age of eighteen - forgoing his parents desire for him to attend a university. although he enjoyed his time with pittsburgh, he was excited when the idea of being traded came up - eager to explore a new city and immerse himself in a new area. 

      trigger warning - injury, dislocation ( just in case !!!! ) however, he really didn’t enjoy new york ( hehe ), so he relocated to westmere soon after his initial arrival to nyc - finding a lot of comfort in living in a less populated area. he would commute during the hockey season to nyc, which to him wasn’t very far away, so this is where he’s been residing for the last three years !! however, in the last couple of weeks while training for the upcoming season my lil bb injured himself - not to get into tooooo much detail, i’ll just leave it at shoulder dislocation / joint separation due to a hard hit !! basically he’s out for this upcoming season, already having surgery completed, he’s currently healing for the next couple of months, allowing himself to fully experience that westmere fall !!!

   overall, etienne can come off as a bit reserved, and distant whether that be a result of his untrusting nature of others, or simply unfamiliarity. it takes a bit of time before he feels comfortable to share his true opinion / commentary / only doing so when he feels secure to do so. he’s not necessarily unfriendly, just a bit distant / lost in his thoughts. which varies, as with most ppl ofc, upon person to person and his level of comfortability among them. despite his often lack of conversation, he abhors an uncomfortable silence to settle and will fill it with nonsense to simply avoid the feeling altogether. so, if you ever want to catch him rambling, just making him uncomfortable dkjfngdf. he definitely approaches most things with a bit of ‘ tough love ‘ . he doesn’t mind getting into a quarrel or two if he knows its worth the outcome he’s envisioned. etienne will tell others when they are fucking up, and if they are throwing a punch as a result - catch him leaning into it, which explains his bout of reckless antics. he can come off as a know it all, when it comes to advice giving, but more so because he thinks he’s really good at analyzing others and situations they are in, not necessarily because he’s lived through them himself, he’s just rather intuitive and able to empathize quite easily with others despite his verbal admittance of it. when it comes down to this binches reckless bits, he just feels so intensely that he ends up numbing himself in the aftermath of it all ( especially bc he’s definitely not sharing those feelings with the people around him ), therefore he’s 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 overwhelmed by numbness. so, if ya see him with some scrapes and stitches ~ mind ya business. but he’ll likely try to drag somebody else into it, and make it seem like it was their idea. but if he is truly comfortable with somebody, he walks a fine line of won’t stop talking, especially if it’s an interest of his, and comfortable silence.

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𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞 & 𝖍𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖘

he is a CANCER, therefore in this essay i will..... kidding but here’s some fun cancer info i saw that applies to my bb !! at first he appears to be wistful, sarcastic ( maybe a lil crabby ) , shy, distant and mysterious. this personality remains if he isn’t completely comfortable around somebody. but overall, that’s just his facade, his ‘smokescreen’ of sorts to scare off the world from his outwards persona. underneath that layer ( makes me think of shrek metaphor with onions // don’t mind me ), BUT he’s gentle, kind and affectionate ( if you manage to make it to that level * bell dings * ) !!! overall, etienne is a sensitive soul, a bit emotional although he’d rather d*e than show that to others. likely will internalize anything that can hurt his feelings / a low blow and will do something chaotic as a result later on bc of it. very polite, and a little worldly, he is truly the epitome of old-school gentlemanly manners. chivalry coming as a second nature to him !!

that was getting ramble-y, so continuing HERE. but when it comes to romance, as per the cancer man, the concept of love is a mystery, one that etienne is trying to attain. however, his shyness and innate distrust of others make it difficult for him to allow himself to fall in love. his guard is always up when it comes to his emotions, and it’ll take a bit of prodding before he’s willing to speak up on what’s desired from him. he’s v picky when it comes to finding the “ partner of his dreams “ - but he’s def willing to throw himself into the romance of the situation, i.e. buying flowers, riding white horses, and slaying metaphorical dragons. the traditional side means that he will shower his partner with thoughtful gifts, wine and dine them in the best restaurants, and try to grant their every wish. he will take the garbage out, fix that wobbly shelf, navigate on road trips, and kill more so trap and release bugs for his partner, and most important of all he will do it all without being asked. his loyalty and keen attention to the needs and wants of his potential partner. so basically, more so willing to showcase through actions than speak on it. it’s the little things, right ??!?!?! he def cherishes not just the act of being in a relationship, but what it means to become one with another person in mind, body, and soul.

prides himself on being able to make a mean cup of coffee, likely the worst person to watch a movie with bc he knows exactly how it’s going to end after only watching five minutes of it, he has a godawful sense of direction, will walk in circles for fifteen minutes before even raising a question about it/noticing ( but he refuses to acknowledge it. )

his house, car, workspace, junk drawer, closet….you name it - it’s organized, practically sparkling. often times arranged by color, and / or style. nothing is ever out of place, and if it is - there’s trouble brewing. but, more than anything, if he’s visiting somebody’s place and it’s messy, he will spend a solid thirty minutes picking everything up before doing whatever it is that was intended.

likes : reading, flowers, handwritten notes/letters, deep cleaning, baking, working on his pottery, watching the history channel and true crime docs and playing / watching hockey !!

dislikes : artichoke, clutter, sandals ( fkjgh ), unrealistic plotlines in movies &+ burnt coffee.

habits :  likely has a severe caffeine addiction, although he’s now normalized having six cups of coffee throughout his day. he’s an early riser, no matter how little the amount of sleep he’s received, he’s always the first to rise - for his early morning runs !!

strengths: creative, insightful, inspiring, convincing, determined and passionate, decisive, altruistic, intuitive !!

weaknesses: sensitive, extremely private, perfectionist, low-key always needs to have a cause / purpose, can burn out easily !!

overall : etienne 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 bit of chaotic energy / as well as his often points of getting lost in his thoughts. he won’t realize he’s been quiet for the last three hours unless it’s mentioned to him. 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. wahoo! his more reckless antics increase when he’s feeling a bit emotional !! but he’ll likely try and convince somebody to propose the idea so it’s not on him.

𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

he lives with sebastian !! with his commuting to nyc for the hockey season, he wanted somebody to be able to take care of his house / garden and what not, and thus, seb arrived.

he’s v into making ceramics, cups / bowls / vases / etc !! what began as a fun hobby to distract himself in the offseason became something that he truly enjoys. ( laughing about that scene in ghost BUT DKJFNG OKAY ) although he’s pretty low-key about it, you can catch him at the farmers market selling his creations !! some pictures of his work can be found on his pinterest board !!

he is a vegetarian ! he has been since his freshman year of high school and has no plans on eating seafood/meat ever again.

he loves fancy wine ~ he’s cultured. 

he can play the drums !!

he collects vintage matchbooks and the stickers off of various fruits ( he puts them in a little notebook - can be found on his bookshelf ).

saves handwritten notes and letters from pals.

he loves to garden !!!! he has a specified rose shearing hat.

HE WANTS TO JOIN A BOOKCLUB PLEASE !!!!!!!! or at least have some casual moments of silence with another reading. plz and tysm.

to make things a bit simple, he has all of harry’s tattoos !!  might add more along the way !! stay tuned, folks !!

𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

i am so up for anything!! please accept this ramble of ideas thrown below.  if you have any other ideas, lmk !!!! <3333 :’-) down to start from scratch and PLOT PLOT PLOT !

( 2 / 2 ) - BFFZ : the z for an added emphasis dkfjgnd. somebody who likely has a key to etienne’s house, they can enjoy one anothers company as well as the bouts of comfortable silence. you know how best friends are but kdjfngd still !! whether they are likeminded or polar opposites that just flow ~~ down for anything !! even a trio of sorts ?!

( 1 / 1 ) - RIDE OR DIE / CHAOTIC COMPANION : it would be wrong to say one is the more likely the bad influence over the other, although etienne 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.

( 1 / 1 ) - GUARDIAN ANGEL / GOOD INFLUENCE : with etienne 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 be 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.

( 1 / 1 ) - PARTY FRIEND : 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 embarrassing 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. likely the only person etienne confides in, simply bc he’s completely plastered.

( 1 / 1 ) - SIBLING-LIKE RELATIONSHIP : 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. truly a pure content filled relationship.

okay quick mention, ENEMY PLOTS ?!?!?!?!?!? i would live for one. i can’t imagine etienne being hardcore nasty, but i’d like to see whatever version comes out for this. so let’s get it djfngjakdfg maybe they just hold different viewpoints on the world and what not and clash, anything really !!! v open !!

( 1 / 1 ) - MENTOR - etienne needs a bit of structured or unstructured guidance, all depending on what their deemed mentor is wanting to impart on him, a bit of wisdom or slight chaos. kdjfgn he’ll take anything !! 

RANDOM LITTLE IDEAS : maybe they’ve heard of one another in town, but haven’t quite met yet! or maybe they see each other around all the time, but have yet to introduce themselves to one another but low-key maybe in some online forum for the town together ?! who knows some fun things kdjnfg i AM OPEN !

ooh maybe a slowburn of sorts ?! something spicy to wreck HIS and my life with.  dkfjgn we can base this off of chemistry !!! :’-)

[ask-the-party-god]

Ask The Party God - Timeline

the pre-terezi-gang timeline post is here

height references over here

hi, im jade! everyones favorite party goddess and trans doggy girl~ but you already know that! if youre reading this, it means youre interested in learning more about my reality, because paradox space is fucking weird like that and you cant really be sure all the time

as far as im aware, everything up to the point where we beat the game happened without deviations from the alpha timeline? so this is what rose has talked about as a ‘terminal timeline’, or ‘post-canon’, or whatever the hell that is supposed to mean

we got to earth-c, and i settled in the troll kingdom because trolls are cool, dave and karkat were in the neighborhood, and the caverns are close by so i can visit rose and kanaya speedily as well! i still do have my old tower out on an island, with my workshop and garden, but i almost never sleep in it, too far away and isolated from everyone...

then one day i found this old active server in the furthest ring keeping tumblr active and i thought, hey, why not have some fun? ;D

as for the others...

my darling sis june egbert! she lives in the consort kingdom, but has been thinking about relocating elsewhere lately! she went through a rough patch right after the game, unsure of what to do and full of all sorts of doubts and questions, but shes doing a lot better nowadays! specially now that terezi is back, shes been a lot more peppy and hanging around with the lalondes particularly!

rose rose rose rose~ happily married to her wife kanaya, duh, but that doesnt make her any less of a flirty cutie! a while back she got really sick for a bit, and weve been keeping an eye on her just in case it happened again, but its been all good ever since! she helps kanaya at the caverns a bunch, which makes her schedule busy busy... and you didnt hear this from me, buuuut words out on the street that she and kanaya may be warming to the idea of having a kid! <3 well see how that goes!

one cool dude~ daves a little bit of a shut-in honestly! and honestly i dont blame him? he must be tired after all the timeline and time travel shenanigans, so he spends a good chunk of his time hanging out in his and karkats house! hes kind of awkward about opening up with feelings and stuff, and ive been trying to nudge him to be more open for a while! but with all the craziness thats been going down lately, and more people coming and going and getting together, hes starting to consider things he hadnt before~ hopefully, some specific someones? ;)

janey! my uh... ecto-mom, technically, although we see each other more like cousins than anything else! she still owns crockercorp, but ever since jasprose has been around, she has been spending a lot more time at home and just hanging out with her friends, which really, sounds a lot healthier than the big business thing she had going on a while back! she enjoys teaching me baking stuff, but doesnt have much patience for my decorating skills ;p

grandpa! and grandson technically, hehe, jakes kind of a weird case, hes a mixture of a shut-in, a celebrity and an adventurer! he can spend up to weeks at a time without leaving his manor, but then hell have full weeks of interviews and hiking, and thats not to say anything of when he and dirk put out another episode or two of their dumb comedy talkshow... hes often busy with stuff, but hes still a good pal and can clear his schedule in seconds if we need him for something!

one sweet nb dude! rox really is... something else, really! fun to tag along at a party, fun to chill at home playing games, fun to talk about more serious stuff and open up with him, he really is just solid as they come! hes been hanging out a lot more with june since she got out of her depressive slump, but sometimes i wonder if junebug finds weird to get flirty with roxy, considering im pretty sure we made out in front of her at some point or two... hehehe

dirk! if daves a bit of a shut-in, hes a shut-in times two, which is weird because youd think someone stuck in post-apocalyptic earth for so long would want to hang out more? not to say he DOESNT, though! hes around jake often enough, and keeps close to jane, roxy and dave specially! we dont see each other too often, but we HAVE been messing around with robots and planning out to upgrade our respective self-bots for funsies!

aradia! we only met briefly in dreams for the longest time, but i knew already that she was a riot! she came with terezis group after she finally found vriska, and seems pretty happy just... kind of... being around and watching shenanigans ensue! i actually dont know where she lives, but she drops by occasionally, because im apparently pretty ‘fun’... cant say i disagree ;)

sollux is blind, and not dead, and WILL kick you in the shins if you keep prying about how exactly he ended up like that, which is fair enough! he spends a good chunk of his time with aradia, and im not sure if theyre dating or not...? but hes been around the other trolls a bunch! specially kanaya, apparently theyre good friends that go way back! i guess they both DO style their hair similarly, with the side spike thingies...

the other half of the dave-kat duo! swooooon~ really though, i cant remember the last time i said “dave” or “karkat” without talking about the other shortly after... buuut theyre just roomies, and hell get awkward and grumpy if you even so slightly IMPLY otherwise, despite the fact everyone knows they fall asleep leaning against each other during friday movie night! roooolling my eyes~ with the rest of the living trolls having arrived, hes been a lot more willing to go outside, which im glad for! its healthy to get some fresh air from time to time, and specially hang out with friends!

oh-la-la, miss maryam-lalonde herself! kanayas the matriarch of the caverns, and quite the busy gal, having taken it upon herself to supervise her entire species reproduction and well-being... in my opinion, she needs a good vacation from time to time, and to be less of a workaholic! >:o ive been helping her occasionally in the caverns, and as of late weve begun trying to mess around with ectobiology for some troll-human crossing experiments with... not good results so far... but hey, rome wasnt built in a day!

terezis back, yes! after spending YEARS out there looking for vriska, she managed to find her and come back, the madwoman! personally im not sure why anyone would go to such lengths for... her... but also, its not my bond, not my place to speak, she obviously really loves her a bunch! with vriska no longer lost in the middle of the furthest ring, shes started to catch up with everything going on with earth-c, and i think shes really going to like being around! specially with how much june and the rest have missed her ;)

troublemaker extraordinaire herself! shes... well, shes vriska, im pretty sure she stole that eyepatch from sollux? so you just know she up to no good already >:/ speaking of her eyepatch, im not sure WHY shes wearing it? whatever kinda wound she got, she doesnt like mentioning it, despite bragging about defeating english at every chance she gets! terezi says they found her popping in and out of consciousness in the furthest ring with some messy wounds, and that shed probably been hovering out there after the fight for years... doesnt seem to have humbled her in the slightest <.<

callieeeee! theyre super sweet and wonderful but also really shy and awkward! they live with roxy but manage to outdo dirk in terms of shut-in-ness... they also totally like roxy but is unsure about approaching those feelings considering the whole species thing and whatever, ive been trying to get them to open up for a while now! weve written fanfic together and drawn grids, so i can definitely tell theres some attraction there, even if theyre afraid of acting upon it just yet <3

jaspie is roses bane, and the one cat that made me get used to their smell enough that i dont bark at them instantly anymore! im pretty sure she crashes at janes often, and is just as outgoing and flirty as i am around earth-c parties and bars, which is saying something honestly! i wont let her dethrone me as the party god, though >:)

and finally davepeta! theyre staying with june for the time being until they can get settled around and see what they want to do here! theyve also dropped by dave and karkats a bunch, which i most certainly dont mind! i definitely appreciate some help in bringing a romantic vibe into those twos lives~ ;o

and thats about it! theres also the nannasprites and tavrosprite and arquius, but they pop by so sporadically and rarely that i dont know what theyre doing a majority of the time... we lost track of gamzee after the session so hopefully hes totally gone, and we havent heard any message from caliborn in years... and with the furthest ring broken and the black hole sealed, leaving a weird white empty space right in the middle of reality, im not sure what our chances of bringing back the other trolls are :( but still, we keep living on happily over here and having our fun slice of life ending together!

id say after everything weve gone through, we deserve a big break, dont we? hehehe <3

also, particularly important events that happen and are recorded in this blog will be tagged as timeline shenanigans!

[brooksfms]

i had whole ass DAYS to write this intro and guess what we didn’t do ? love that for me :/ but hey thquad i’m a, i’m twenty-two, and idk who that bitch time management is but apparently i want nothing to do with ha :///////

˗ˏˋ  gregg  sulkin ／  he/him  ／  twenty  three  .  welcome to  los  angeles  ,  brooks  sinclair  !  the  glitterati  has  been  watching  you  .  rumour has  it  you  made  your  first  mark  in  the  industry  three  years  ago  &  that  your net  worth  currently  stands  at  10m  .  it  seems  as  though  you’re  enjoying  being  a  forward  for  the  la  kings  since  relocating  from  boston  ,  ma  .  some  might  say  you’d  be  a  good  fit  for  the  glitterati  due  to  your  hollywood  ranking  being  a  solid  #2   ,  &  it  helps  that  fans  speak  so  highly  of  your  beguiling  &  sedulous ways  .  unfortunately  ,  our  sources  cite  that  those  closest  to  you  aren’t  particularly  impressed with  your  impetuous  &  turbulent  tendencies  .  

ONE. BASICS.

name : brooks adriano sinclair . 

age : twenty three . 

dob : february 18th , 1996 .

gender / pronouns : cismale , he & him .

sexual & romantic orientation : bisexual & biromantic . 

height: 5′11 and three quarters ( don’t fuckin forget it ) .

appearance: brown hair , hazel eyes , a long scar across his left collarbone, various other small scars scattered around his body , a tattoo sleeve extending from his left wrist to shoulder , dustings of freckles & moles .

occupation: center for the la kings .

hometown : manhattan , new york & boston , massachusetts .

TWO. BACKGROUND.

PHEW okay i learned from the wc i sent in that apparently his mom is a politician and his dad’s into business so we’re goin with that

operating largely out of the east coast, arnaud sinclair owns one of the largest and most competitive pharmaceutical companies, antares, which pulls in an average revenue over 10 figures

the company hasn’t been without its controversies over the years, having being implicated multiple times in bribing physicians to peddle out medications for revenue purposes only, but whenever the cases are almost brought to court the charges are always suddenly dropped

and it aint cause he has the best lawyers possible *wink wink, nudge nudge*

kill me for doing that tbh all im trying to say is that his dad is corrupt but my last brain cells are NOT thriving atm

on the FLIP side his mother, carmen sinclair, is a senator with a harvard-earned law degree and a very notable no nonsense, no bullshit attitude

so while success is typical of the sinclair name, fostering a home environment suitable for raising children isn’t exactly an area of .... expertise

more often than not, the three sinclair children (brooks and whomever the fuk his siblings are) were subject to watching their father pound through bottle after bottle while bringing home a new mistress every week

the screaming and the fighting, of course, was a lovely cherry on top

it’s a loveless marriage kept together only by convenience of positive public perception, but behind closed doors the sinclair family was ANYTHING but perfect

not wanting his parents to feel left out, brooks took it upon himself to also join in on the messiness 

bouncing between boarding schools following expulsions, reckless partying, and a criminal record that’s had to be expunged multiple times, it’s a miracle that the boy had any ambitions at all

but despite poor decisions mixed with even worse ones, brooks found a passion in hockey, and it was while he was at the philips academy near boston ( some bougie ass boarding school ) that he realized he could actually do something with this

his father resented him for abandoning the family’s dynasty for the sport and, well, brooks hated his dad because... who really likes their dad anyway KSNFKNSD but he spent less and less time at home until he started playing for boston college and stopped coming home altogether 

fuck a family i guess ??

at 18, he was drafted in the first round of the 2014 nhl draft by the new york rangers, bringing him closer to his family which is something he lk resented

being the new kid is always kinda rough but brooks loved the pressure of being expected to perform on the top-line, putting up 60 points in his first season

since success and happiness is boring, he soon fell under the wing of the more impulsive teammates who took quite well to partying and began missing team meetings, or if he did show up it would be post spring break level hungover, and he frequently argued with a lot of the veterans on the team

despite being one of the must prolific centers on the team, hq felt his attitude was a detriment to the team and thus he was shipped off to the la kings after the 2015-2016 season 

despite the pretty contract extension he signed, he’s a rough around the edges east coaster who’s living it up in la, trying to make a name for himself that’s distinct from the clutches of his family’s corrupt bs

THREE. PERSONALITY.

he doesn’t have one hehe

v v v goal-oriented, like he likes to get into some shit don’t get me wrong, but it’s almost like he has something to prove ?? he never wants to have to rely on his family’s wealth for anything or... really... associate w them at all NSFKNS

driven to the point where he isn’t afraid to step on other people if it means he’s getting to the top :// and can be v manipulative in that respect

and if he isn’t busy manipulating someone he’s trying to figure out exactly what it takes to get under their skin 

the kid’s got a wee bit of anger issues folks, would probably win the ‘most likely to get into a bar fight after someone looks at u the wrong way’ superlative 

will swing on sight just to spice up his tuesday night 

doesn’t really do well w settling down, but once he does he’s in it 4 real and probably has gotten his heart broken once or twice and that shit hurted

kinda the epitome of break up with your girlfriend i’m bored except not a bop and will very gladly break up a relationship just to watch the downfall like that lil girl grinning in front of a burning building

“hurt other people so u can’t get hurt urself” - the motto of a dumb bitch

but!! on the bright side, he loves to party so at least there’s some consistency in his life

would rather challenge u to see who can pound a 5th first before talking about any kinda “feelings” so there’s that on that

likes to live financially smart but also probably has 3 luxury cars that he drives once a year

loves his  siblings w his whole heart n soul but dont fucKIN bring up his parents or he’ll screech

FOUR. WANTED CONNECTIONS.

these are always the WORST but i know for a Fact that he needs a roomie so they can turn up and make grilled cheeses at 3 am baked out of their minds

his sibLINGS

maybe ur typical fwb??

exes on bad terms ( cause who needs happiness )

ex-flings

a neighbor or two :~)

someone pls give me a good enemy plot

saying he’s hard to tolerate is the underestimation of the century but any close friends would be……. fire

secret hookup for whatever reason? ( maybe someone hes trying to hide from the team IDK idk )

teammates!!

someone he’s fucked over in the past

someone who’s fucked him over in the past bc equality LIKE idk someone who he thought he was close w growing up and they were really just trying to get to him bc of his money.... as a matter of fact that could apply to any point of his life KSNFSK just make him unhappy pls

[kihosprincess-archive]

Tag Game

tagged by the lovely @taekibums I’m days delayed cuz I’ve been dying over kh3 but thanks doll!!💖

Nickname: I used to have so many but anymore everyone calls me moose or moosey and a couple of people still call me emy but that’s mainly people who still know me as emery which... sounds like such a foreign name to me anymore even tho It’s My Name

Last Movie I Saw: the last one I saw in theatre was Deadpool 2 and I believe the last one I saw at home was Ocean’s 8 tho I’m about to watch Greatest Showman so that’s about to change lol

Favorite Musicians: too many to count?? to name a few Monsta X, All Time Low, My Chemical Romance, Too Close To Touch, Kamelot, Pierce the Veil, Within Temptation, Seventeen, Seafret, Aurora...... if I don’t stop there I’ll truly never stop, I’m too much of a music fanatic erhisgkd

Song Stuck In My Head: Face My Fears by Utada Hikaru watch me cry all my tears

Do I Get Asks: I used to but not really anymore. on occasion people will send random messages my way but I do miss the attention😂

Other Blogs: my mess of a main is @incoherentmoose and I have a kingdom hearts blog @keybladehearts

Amount Of Sleep: it ranges between like 4 to 10 sleep depending on my level of insomnia, it’s a loyal lover but it’s so flighty and I think I might like it better when it’s away😪

Lucky Number: how does one know what their lucky number is? I mean through elementary school to the end of hs the number 26 followed me around and technically still does cuz my bday is on a 26th but I genuinely don’t know how to tell what a lucky number is tjfygugds

Dream Job: I’m going to own a cafe!! and be a published author, look out for my first book this year y’all, I’m working on a poetry book rn hehe

Favorite Food: mac and cheese! sushi comes in to a close second tho lol

Play Any Instruments?: I was in band in elementary and middle school so technically I know how to play clarinet but I literally haven’t touched it other than to relocate it for like 8? years

Favorite Song: Why does this sort of question even exist? I literally cannot choose??? fucking same ruesgdfkh but top 3 I’ve been listening to on repeat lately are Mercy Mirror by Within Temptation, Face My Fears by Utada Hikaru, Medicine by Bring Me The Horizon

Random Facts: I never shut up about myself but when people actually ask outright things like this I literally come up blank and start to wonder omg who am I, what have I done in life, do I exist? first thing off the top of my head is that I have sorta psychic dreams which saying it like that makes me feel like super fake like “ooh-hoo I’m so witchy” but these get freaky sometimes and I hella need to start a dream journal because of them lol

Describe Yourself As Aesthetic Things: crop tops, fishnets, combat boots, lipstick stains, phases of the moon, tarot cards, vast green forests, rose bushes, candles and tea, folded corners in books, headphones in ears, etc. etc.

tagging the bbs @warmhyungwon @wonlovebot @minhyuksfatgf @monstatiddie @minhyukie and anyone who wants to do this and as always y’all don’t gotta do this if you don’t want to

[londonspirit]

My Hamilton Adventure Part 2

It’s a week later, and I’m still reeling from the experience (the honour, really) to have seen Hamilton in London!!! And every day I read more praise, more love and more joy all over social media for the show, and the cast, and I couldn’t be happier (or prouder) for everyone involved - and us that we are allowed to witness this!!! 

Okay, I wanted to tell ya a bit about how this all happened, and what else I did in these three days! 

As I said before, this was NOT planned at all (R has tix for us next March; she’s amazing like that) and the show was sold out for ages anyways.  BUT there was a tweet with a link (from the re-sales to those relocated due to the delay in opening) and I clicked it. Mind you, I was exhausted, tired and fresh out from a long hot bath after the amazing Sherlocked Con weekend! I probably wasn’t coherent.  Anyhow, I clicked that link, picked a random Monday in December (as that would’ve been the only day doable for me (being it my day off) and checked for tickets. (Simultaneously I checked flights, and hostels - which were available. I also could’ve taken the very first flight back to Germany on Tuesday morning to be at work by noon (my start time) So it was doable; bit stressful but I knew it would’ve been worth it)  And as luck would have it, there were a few tickets, suitable for me. None of my girls could’ve joined so I messaged another friend of mine (who lives in London) and asked what to do. (She was in New York that time, and once again, her wonderful karma made sure she read my message immediately (which is a tiny miracle in itself as she doesn’t have a mobile plan, and only relies on wi--fi when there so yeah...) and instantly said: DO IT! And get me one as well!!! O_O  And as she’s usually my conscience when it comes to doing insane things, I was “okay, let’s do this then”. 

I’ve picked two reasonably priced ones (I’ve just spent a shitload on Sherlocked, I’m insane but I’m not totally reckless!), and booked them!  After that I immediately booked the flight to London, and a new hostel (as our old one doesn’t take bookings anymore [another long story for another time].  Then I messaged my boss and asked VERY VERY nicely if it’s possible to take the Tuesday after off. The waiting for a reply drove me crazy. When she replied, she said, usually not (we have a no vacation policy in December), but she’d ask a colleague if she was willing to cover for me!!! (She knows my insanity already, and is quietly supportive of it for some weird reason!)  So I had to wait another day!! 24 hours have never been this long!  In the meantime I squealed and flailed, trying to regain SOME sanity back - but with the knowledge that I would be seeing it in the very FIRST (full) WEEK?!?! NOT AN OPTION!!! *hehe* 

I was going crazy, literally, and when boss told me I could take that day off... well, you can imagine my reaction!!! (Colleague got a little pressie for her generosity!)  And I was ready to lose my mind!! I was going to London to see Hamilton!!!  Nothing else mattered anymore!!! 

And Sunday morning I left for London, sleepy as always but super excited!!! I had a full day to either lose my shit or try to regain it until Monday evening!!!  I met up with a friend after dropping of my suitcase at the new hostel (Southwark this time, which is lovely, even though it’s the total opposite of what I’m used to with the Battersea hostel) and we had a three hour walk around Hampstead Heath (which is very pretty in the snow!) before going back into London. I had us booked for a late afternoon in the Skygarden - beautiful London in the dark. Sadly it had started raining again; nevertheless it was lovely. 

And for the very first time I did NOT have any plans for the evening, so we wandered around London, had dinner, chatted away the evening until 8′ish or so. N left for home, and as I was still damp and uber tired I went to my hostel as well. I’ve NEVER been in bed this early (mind you, didn’t sleep until 11 but still *hehe*)  [Slept like a baby until 3 am when an alarm right over my head went of - and the bloody owner of said alarm wasn’t even IN THE FUCKING BED!!!! I had to get up TWICE to switch off their phone - they came back TWENTY minutes later. Seriously WHO DOES THAT??? *grumbles*]

The next morning was HAMILTON DAY!!!! And it was raining!!! I had a wander around London (which is still very pretty) but the rain kept me from really enjoying it as much as I should’ve.  I ended up at Victoria around 1 pm or so, and set up camp in the Pret just across the theatre to dry off. 

What a lovely place - the view is amazing *hehe* And despite it being early, it was busy across the street: people coming, people going, and still working on several bits and pieces.  But I got restless after a while - still too many hours till showtime so I went for stroll around the area - St. James’s Park isn’t too far away, and it had stopped raining... Well, London def made up with a lovely evening after that rainy morning. 

Eventually I wandered back, and just as I was taking one more picture (and tweet that somebody should stop me from taking anymore), my friend showed up with the words “Stop taking so many pictures”! 

We queued up, were insides superquickly (they really know what they’re doing there!) and joined the merch queue where I spent a shitload of money before we took our seats!  I was surprisingly calm by then (probably just exhausted from the excitement and the walking around for so long) but as they lights went out, it hit me:  I WAS ABOUT TO SEE THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER CREATED!!! 

[My squee about the entire show is here]

Afterwards... gosh, I’m still not sure HOW we made it outside (manly because L was leading me *hehe*) We found the stage door and waited a bit around because L wanted to quickly talk to one of the cast who she knows.  Some of the cast came out but I was too blown away to get anything signed or ask for a picture! That was how OUTSTANDING that show and that cast is!!  (I still sneaked a few pics but only because we were waiting for quite a bit) 

That cast is soo fucking generous with their time - it was FREEZING cold and yet they stayed until everyone got what they wanted!!! They’re all very very good people!!! 

Eventually we were done and said good night and good bye and I floated back to my hostel. If you’ve met a woman, grinning madly to herself on the tube - that was probably me (or someone also coming from seeing it) 

Tuesday morning was freezing but there was a clear blue sky and it was sunny. My flight didn’t leave until the evening so I spent the morning with another stroll around the Tower, Tower Bridge and headed down to the National (because I always do). I walked over a Christmas market, had Dutch pancakes and too much coffee. It was a beautiful day to say goodbye until next year. 

Work the next day was torture as I’ve walked myself a blister on my foot, everything hurt and I was equally high on Hamilton and sad about leaving my lovely London.  But it was worth it - as always!!! 

And now I can’t wait to go back, squee and flail with my girls and do it all over again (Fingers crossed it all works out like we planned - right now I’m not too sure but I’ll do anything to make it all happen again!) 

So yeah, you wanna beg, steal, borrow or barter to get your hands on a ticket - it’ll be worth EVERYTHING legally possible!!! (There’s ALWAYS a few scattered tickets available - returns, day tickets, the lottery, and if you’re willing to pay for it, even still some premiums! (Not yet willing to pay THAT much - especially since there’s still some less expensive!) 

JUST DO IT!!!! It really is THAT fucking epic!!! 

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 9: Jealousy is a Disease, Get Better Bitch

It’s 3 weeks into term 2 and Mirio and I are the main talk of the school. Iida is still feeling the regret of not speaking up. Muffin 2.0 has an attachment to me and is my assistant and security robot. Important exams are coming up for the intelligence program and more training is required. 

-Wednesday in Weaponry-

“Ok let’s review class! When I say a weapon, you present it.” commanded Diya sensei.

“YES SIR!”

“Ok, present straight blade.”

Class presents the correct blade.

“Present brass knuckles”

Everyone but me gets it wrong.

“Really? its literally the only one that has finger holes!” said sensei rubbing his temples “everyone but Palma take a lap!”

“YES SIR!” everyone runs off to do their punishment.

“Palma, come here.” 

I get sweaty “yes sir.”

“Now you are doing amazingly well into this term, I was wondering if you could do more training with the hero 1-A class since you need the copy practice.”

“More practice as in, scheduled training?”

“Yes, if you accept I can talk it over with Aizawa on which days so you can have the full schedule of things.”

“I accept!”

“Great! Another thing, you are a strong contender along with Oleshin and Matsui to take the labyrinth and pro-take down practice tests.”

“Oh? I thought only third years take those tests to get into branch academies?”

“Yes but you 3 as a squadron can take the practice tests so in third year you can take the actual test and get into top academies, like at country level agency.”

“That’s quite the honor! I will train my hardest to bring honor to our program.”

“That’s what I like to hear!”

The rest of class continues as usual and Diya tells Mimi and Jin about the practice tests. They also accept the challenge and we get excited about special moves and combos we could do. The rest of the class gets envious of us but we don’t care.

-Meanwhile in the hero 1-A classroom, before I arrive-

“Gah! did you guys hear what Mirio said in the hall in the morning when that one guy was pestering Palma-san?!” said Hagakure.

“I’m getting sick of hearing about this Mirio, unless Palma-san talks about the steamy details about their dates and sessions.” said Bakugo

“Seeing them walk to school holding hands makes me want to have that too” swooned Uraraka.

“Have you seen them training?! He can bench press her!” fanboy’d Kirishima “So manly! Palma-san picked the manliest one of them all!”

Iida was just sitting there, getting jealous that she chose such a person when he knows her secrets. He felt guilty but he wished they would break up so he can swoop in and take his chance. I teleported in.

“Hello everyone!” I said with a warm smile.

“Palma-san! You seem happier than earlier~ did Mirio do something?” asked Aoyama.

“Not this time! I have to give sensei this and I can train more with you guys!”

“Yay! I love our training sessions! You make them fun!” said Mina as she jumped.

“I’m less excited” shivered Mineta “I’m getting flashbacks to when she donkey kicked me into Sato’s ass.”  

“DON’T REMIND ME!” screamed Sato, clenching his buttcheeks “I’ll never be the same again.”

“I remember that! My best work yet” I said proudly “my dad taught me how to donkey kick.”

“Why is it every time you show us a useful skill, your father was the one that taught you?” questioned Iida.

“I was the favorite of my siblings because I was so easy to teach and had the patience to perfect these skills” I said remembering my dad “I love my dad and him showing me these skills was his way of showing me he cares for me.”

“Your dad sounds so manly!” said Kirishima “only the manliest men in Palma-san’s life!”

“I’m jealous!” spoke up Midoriya “wish my dad was around to show me useful skills.”

“yo that’s so fucking sad, you ok?” I said as the door opened.

“We’ll get started soon so take your seats” said Aizawa with a stack of papers.

“Oh sensei here, Diya sensei is putting in my request for non-grade training.” said as I handed in a manila folder with my name and program on the flap.

“Thank you Miss Palma, I’ll give these back to Diya by the end of the day.”

Class starts and the rest of the day follows as usual. It’s after school and Mirio is walking me to the dorms.

“Can I ask you something?” asked Mirio.

“Sure, ask away.”

“Why did you come over here?”

Oh boy he wants answers to that part of my file, gotta think fast “To make things short of a whole tragic story, I came over here to protect my family because there’s no hero culture in America. My school was attacked and tried to take my friends to safety but I took a bullet for a beloved teacher instead. Fearing for my family and life, I separated from them and got them relocated while I came over here. It’s was best for everyone this way.”

“That’s incredible! You’re a hero Palma-san!” exclaimed Mirio “You’re so self-less, caring and brave... true qualities of a great hero. I’m honored to be in the presence of such a heroic person.”

Oof I’m going to literally vomit “Thanks but I’m not a hero, I never wanted to be one. I was planning on being a musician or quirk researcher for medicine, that attack ruined my life.”

“But why? You clearly have the power and knowledge to be in the Top 10! Along with All Might! and myself when I finish school! Don’t you want to protect others from the evil of the world?”

I’m about to end this conversation “No, I don’t want to protect everyone because I know I can’t.”

“Well yea but-”

“Mirio, if you’re busy protecting me....then who’s protecting you? Who’s protecting your family? Who’s protecting your home? I want to be the person that protects those people because I know first hand how it is to be ripped away from your family. I know how it is to see your home get torn down with everyone still inside. I know how it is to see your role model get injured.” I started to cry “I don’t wish that on anybody! I’m not a hero, I’m some dead teenager that didn’t save the school or crime. I everyone that once knew me thinks I’m dead and the person that took the shot got the satisfaction of putting me in ground. Is that the hero you’re praising me to be! HUH MIRIO!?”

Mirio just looked at me with wide eyes, he knew he messed up and this whole convince her to be a hero ploy was not going to work.

“I’m sorry- I, don’t know what to say... I never thought-”

“save it Mirio” I said through my angry tears “I need to be alone right now, excuse me.” I teleport out before he could reach out to stop me. He ran to the dorms to see if I was there and apologize properly.

“Um hello! Sorry for the intrusion, but did Palma-san teleport in?” asked Mirio at the entrance of the dorms to Midoriya and Todoroki.

“I didn’t see her before I came down here.” said Midoriya

“Me neither, I thought she was with you Mirio-kun” answered Todoroki “what happened?”

“I asked her a question and I guess it hit a nerve with her and she started to get upset and cry. Before I could apologize she said she needed to be alone and teleported off” explained Mirio “I feel so awful and I don’t know where else could she be!”

“Hmm, I think Iida-kun might know! Lets go ask him, come.” said Todoroki

The boys go up to the boys side and found Iida in the commons room.

“Iida-kun we need help!” said Midoriya in a panic “Palma-san ran off”

“Ran off? I thought she was with-” Iida started then stopped when he saw Mirio with a gulity expression on “with you- WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER?! YOU MADE HER CRY DIDN’T YOU!?”

Mirio flinched “I did and I feel absolutely terrible! I didn’t know my question was going to get her upset and cry! Can you please help me find her?”

Iida was trying his hardest not to blow up in Mirio’s face “I have an idea where she might of ran off to, the intelligence dorms and probably in her friends’ dorm to vent” he said as he walked toward the stairs “come on! we have a small window before she goes on a mini adventure with those 2!” The boys follow him to the 4 story dorms thats right next to the hero dorms.

“Hey I’ve seen that car before in the school parking lot! I didn’t know their sensei had an American model car.” said Midoriya as he pointed at the tan colored Jeep that was parked on the west side of the dorms.

Iida panics and said “oh right? hehe imports are so expensive! Lets hurry!”

They go up to the 2nd floor and get greeted by Jin “WELL! if it isn’t a broccoli, robot, thermostat and naked man! Here to make baby girl cry some more?! Or did you come to surrender your asses to Mimi for a Russian beeting?!”

“Please! Mirio just wanted to-”

“SAVE IT ROBOT! I know what happened and I’m about to use my moves on yall if you take one. more. step.” Jin menaced as he struck a pose.

“This is ridiculous! I just want to see her real quick, excuse me” Mirio said as he scooted past Jin.

“MAYDAY MAYDAY! PALMA TAKE ESCAPE MEASURES!” Jin screamed into his earpiece.

The boys stood confused for a second then heard a car honk.

“Gotta go boys! Babygirl doesn’t wanna talk to yall” he said summoning a portal “bye bye!”

Iida’s eyes widen as he realizes whats going on “SHE WOULDN’T!” as he sped off with the other boys followed 

“she wouldn’t do what Iida-kun?!” asked Todoroki as they got to the front of the dorms. They catch her with Mimi and Jin in that tan Jeep, speeding off the property.

“That, Mirio you just-” he said turning to Mirio but gets cut off by Midoriya.

“SHE STOLE A CAR! I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS! SHE’S GOING TO GET HURT IIDA-KUN! I’M REPORTING THIS TO AIZAWA IMMEDIATELY.”

“There is no way she’s getting out of this one” Todoroki said shocked “she violated school rules and committed a felony!”

Cut to hours later when I returned to my dorm, Mirio went home and blew up my phone and everyone in the hero dorm knows what I did. I teleported in my room and got out of my emergency outing clothes that I keep in my car and into lounge wear. My plan was to walk out of my room and act like I didn’t just go to the arcade and messed with people at the town plaza with Mimi and Jin. I walk out and see everyone in the commons room; along with Aizawa, Midnight and All Might... oh n e p t u n e I am in danger of getting exposed.

“Oh Miss Palma! There you are, you gave your classmates quite a scare” said Aizawa “mind telling us the details of your latest heist?”

I sweat but feel bold “Oh hehehe NOPE!” I said as I tried to teleport but get swindled by Aizawa’s Erasure and I fall on my face.

“You’re not in trouble but your classmates need to know why what you did isn’t terms to get you in trouble.” coaxed Midnight as she helped me up.

Deep breath in “Ok yall so you heard about me speeding off in a Jeep that was parked near the intelligence dorms. Truth is, I didn’t steal the car nor did I borrow it, that Jeep belongs to me.” I say as I take out my car key “I was issued a Japan drivers license a month before school started and the Jeep was imported from my home in the America. The only person in the hero 1-A class that knew about this secret was Tenya because I trusted him with this secret among some others I don’t want to get into. I’m sorry for all the worry and distress I’ve caused over this, please forgive me for my carelessness.”

“Young lady I don’t know how they do it in America but these impulses need to stop! It’s not the hero way.” scolded All Might

“No All Might, she’s allowed to do all that, she’s intel and I won’t hear the end of it from Agent 99 if we provoke her!” Midnight said already feeling the stress of the backlash.

“You’re not my dad American Stereotype Man! I do what I want, I’m not stupid!” I sassed.

“This whole time you had a car and couldn’t give us rides anywhere?!” spoke up Sero “do you know how many Mcdonalds runs we could’ve had?!”

“We could’ve gone shopping at the nicer malls! Or went to the arcade after school!” Kaminari chimed in.

Everyone was abuzz with this new information and I had enough, I wasn’t having fun anymore. “SHUT UP! This is exactly why I didn’t tell anyone, yall would just use me for my car instead of treating me like a true friend. I’ve had it with today!” I yelled as I walked back to my dorm to cry out my frustration. I cried myself to sleep that night and woke up puffy from all the crying. I felt and looked like garbage and no amount of makeup could’ve helped it. I get a text while I waited for my coffee to finish brewing, it was from Mirio

[Good morning, I know you’re still upset but please let me right my wrongs. I want to talk and I promise I won’t bring up the past.]

I should respond or I’ll look like the bitch [ok, lets talk at lunch then]

[Great! see you then, have a good 1st half of school]

I get guilty that I did a whole spectacle in my wanting to be alone. I dread going to the hero wing for class, I wanted everyone to just not look at me, I was getting lost in my dread then I realized somebody was talking to me.

“Ita, what happened yesterday?” asked Iida softly

“Oh?! sorry I was getting lost in my thoughts. Mirio asked me why was I here and gave me false praise for my past.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Rather not, I don’t want to lash out on you too. I really lost control yesterday and everything else was a mess afterwards.”

While class was in session, the big 3 was getting filled in on what happened.

“I told you it was a bad idea! It’s a traumatic event Mirio!” scolded Amajiki.

“So what now? Do we just stop pursuing her now that we know the truth?” pondered Nejire “such a shame, she was a promising candidate for top hero.”

“Guys forget all that! I messed up BIG time with her and worst of all she doesn’t even want to be here” said Mirio as he flipped through his phone “I even looked up the school she went to and it’s true what she said, everyone believes she’s dead and she didn’t actually stop that gang leader. She’s not a hero back home, and she’s not at liberty to switch over to be one.”

The other two looked at each other and Amajiki asked “Are you going to break up with her?”

“I don’t want to but I can’t lie to myself that what I did was forgivable, I looked at her personal information and just assumed she was this hometown hero that’s studying abroad to help everyone back home” said Mirio solemnly “She’s a bright young lady that was taken away from her family and home to live her life in hiding here. I’ve never been so wrong in my life guys, it’s best if I break things off.”

“We’re with you on this Mirio!” said Nejire hugging Mirio.

“Then is today the day you’re going to-” started Amajiki.

“No, I’m going to wait until we get into our exams so I don’t put blame on them but on my seriousness to be a hero. She’ll understand and it’s less hurtful.” 

Lunch started and I was sweating with anxiety, I was down with breaking up but not with delving into the reasons I ended up here. It went better than I thought, he apologized and I apologized for the whole dramatics of the car thing. I was relieved that he didn’t want to break up because I wanted to practice his quirk some more, I was almost at mastery with it. Fast forward to stats and strats with Jin, an upperclassman works with us on classwork.

“Say, are you guys part of the top first years that are taking the practice exams?” asked the upperclassman.

“We are! I guess rumor of it is spreading among the program.” said Jin

“Congrats! Are you guys excited about the pro-take down? Because we all are!”

“Why? What’s so cool about it for the hype?” I questioned.

“Because it’s broadcasted for the school and agencies to watch! Plus the whole set up is made to defeat or detain all the 3rd years that are becoming pro heroes.”

“Wait does that also-”

“Yup, including the Big Three! They’re usually the reason why the test has a high fail rate. I personally haven’t seen anybody made it past the river section.”

I look at Jin and we exchange the same ‘bitch we have the upper hand’ look. Class ends and we rush over to Mimi to tell her the news.

“We do have the upper hand! Ita you have to say as long as possible with naked man and his friends.”

“Thats the plan but we need a special formation for at least detaining the other 2 and somehow stunning naked man-” I start and get interrupted with a text, it’s Mirio.

[Hey is it ok if today we don’t walk home together? I have to study with Amajiki and Nejire]

[It’s alright, work hard! see you tomorrow!]

I teleport to the dorms and I try not to bring attention to myself. I was doing my homework in my room and I get a bunch of knocks on my door

“who is it?”

“it’s the boys”

Why tho? “ok come in”

It was all the boys in 1-A pile in my room. I get a weird feeling in my stomach that they want something from me.

“We know another one of your dirty little secrets.” said Mineta

I start sweating because it could be literally anything “Oh yeah? what did you discover?”

“You’re familiar with the game League of Legends? Aren’t you Tsaxyphone420?!” confronted Kaminari.

Oh what a relief! It’s a non serious secret. “Oh you caught me! Yes I am Tsaxyphone420.”

The boys gasped “I can’t believe it! How are you playing the game without a console or TV?” asked Sero.

I walk over to my closet and show them a 2 by 3ft flat screen and a game console with my pink controller and matching headset. “My buddy Jin fixed the tv and console that we found at a thrift store while trying to find parts for our project. I’ve had my account for years before I came here and I’d just play when I get invited to the 3rd year kickbacks.”

The boys were floored and envious of my well kept secrets but I was curious “How did you guys know it was me?”

“Alot of the moves and strategies the character does mimics your pattern of strategy minus the wrestling moves” said Midoriya holding his notebook “I noticed when I was watching Kaminari and Mineta try to raid your fortress a month ago.”

“At the same time you were in your allegedly in your room doing your online homework” Iida said fixing his glasses “your giggling and murmuring was suspicious and we connected the dots.”

“And we’re here to make a wager Palma-san! Your clan v our clan! If we win, you have to cook us dinner for a month” proclaimed Sato “dessert included!”

“Ok and if I win, yall have to cook breakfast for the girls and I for a month.”

“DEAL! WE WON’T LOSE!” said Mineta, Sero, Sato, Kaminari and Tokoyami in unison “SUMMON THINE CLAN FOR WAR!”

“Palma to Matsui, do you copy?”

“Matsui here, what’s the situation?”

“We’ve been challenged, order to summon the clan!”

“-gasp- I am contacting the others immediately!”

“Roger that” 

We played on the commons room TV and everyone came down to see. Victory to my clan and the uproar from the boys was so rewarding.

“AHHHH! Mineta you fuckin cost us the game!” yelled Sato.

“nuh! Denki when full dumb mode when he started attacking us instead!”

“We lost, now we must uphold our end of the deal” Tokoyami said trying to hide his rage.

“Good job clan! You just earned me breakfast for a whole month.”

“Our pleasure Palma! See you later!”

“no fair! you have all the talent!” said Kaminari “seriously what can’t you do?!”

“I keep telling yall it’s math! Something about numbers makes my brain shut off.”

“Didn’t you test out of 1st year math?” Iida slid in with the facts.

“Yea, BARELY! I was one point away from having to take it anyways! But also if I didn’t test out, I wouldn’t be in your class.” I said as I took my headset off “would anyone else be as fun as me?!”

Fast forward to Saturday, Mimi and Jin summoned me for a training session. We work on formations in the shared field and it caught the attention of the Baku-squad.

“Hey! mind if we have a go at you three?” said Kirishima “those formations are looking a bit easy to evade.”

“Ok, the goal is to detain, get in formation heroes!” said Jin “Mr. Muffins start timer.”

We start and as expected, they’re trying to take down Mimi when the real threat is Jin. We them in the center of our formation and Jin gives the signal to get out of the center to deploy endless loop portals (point A portal is directly under portal B so the object falls indefinitely). The Baku-squad gets in the loop and we shoot our net guns to detain them and get them out of the endless falling.

“TIME! How long was that Mr Muffins?” asked Jin.

“that was 2 minutes and 45 seconds.”

“Fuck! we didn’t shave off our goal” I said as I untangled Mina out of the net “yall want another go to see if we can shave another 15 seconds off to our goal time?”

“What the hell was that?!” growled Bakugo “That was so quick I didn’t even realize I got captured!”

“I think I’m gonna be sick” groaned Sero.

“So is that a no?” asked Mimi.

“You three are so potent, its a little scary how silent and quick you captured us” said Kirishima trying to gnaw himself out of the net.

“You should see us when we have weapon combat!” I said starting to untangle Kirishima “Mimi shot a rubber bullet into somebody’s asshole during the licensing, poor dude regretted teasing us with his exposed ass out. And Jin! oof you better not get too close or he’ll cut you so quick with his squat and stab combo!”

“But that’s not as impressive as your boomerang timer gun combo! I shat myself when I saw the flying gun at the licensing, that poor West side school didn’t see it coming and they all failed.” said Jin untying Bakugo.

They saw us like we were psychopaths and didn’t want to train with us anymore. I go about the rest of my day and Mirio asks me to an impromptu date. We walk to downtown and spend quality time together but I could tell he did it to make himself not feel guilty about the next few days of slowly detaching himself to break up with me. I this isn’t my first rodeo, I know the beginning of the end when I see it. I ask the difficult questions

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Yea, what is it?” he said as he stopped his sip.

“I know you’re older and its a different culture here, but what number am I on your list?”

“On my list of what?”

“List of people you’ve dated, what number am I?”

“I don’t see you as a number! But you are my second.”

“...really?”

“yes....wait, what number am I?”

“Fourth, and if you’re counting random kissing encounters, tenth.”

Mirio spits out his drink “WHAT?! You’ve kissed random dudes?”

“Band parties and Intel parties are fucking wild dude, I don’t get around, I’m picky about the boys I want to involved myself with.”

“You were my first kiss and longest relationship, I guess I wasn’t the experienced one in this one huh?” he said nervously.

“You didn’t kiss your first one?”

“no... I was like 11 when we ‘dated’ and broke up a week later because I accidentally got naked while we were holding hands.”

“Thats both hysterical and cute at once!” I said laughing.

Mirio starts to run his hand on my side, I know where this is going “Well I haven’t had much practice, I’m always training and studying.”

“Well if it’s practice you want” I said before looking around and whispered in his ear “you can test my skills in the back of my Jeep.”

He spits out his drink again and vigorously nods his head. I saw his eyes, they screamed ‘yes please holy shit thats hot’. We briskly walked to the street corner and I teleported us to my car. We didn’t waste time, the moment I opened the back he tossed me in and dove right in. While we didn’t have sex or anything lewd, things still got really hot and heavy. When we had enough, I drove him home and he was still dazed from our little session. I went back to the dorms thinking I was so sly that I added a couple more days to my relationship. I teleport in and went to drink some water because a bitch thirsty. I was just standing in the kitchen chugging water and Bakugo flips the light on and sees how disheveled I was.

“Nice! Me too” he said as he took off his shirt and I saw his love marks and scratch marks.

“Bitch you don’t even know the full story!” I said as I took off my shirt and my marks ran down my chest and sides plus deeper scratch marks on my back. We shared details and he kinda slipped that it was Kirishima. “It’s cool fam, secrets safe with me.”

“thanks, gotta go give him some water before he whines.” he said running off with a bottle of water in hand.

I walk to my room with my shirt off and Tokoyami walks out and just stares longingly.

“I miss that, Ita. How much longer do I have to wait to have another session with you?”

“I don’t know, from the way things went in my car. I just added at least another week, be patient~”

I wake up in the morning feeling so smug with myself that I didn’t even try to hide my love marks. There was talk in the bathroom after I left.

“Yo! Mirio is really claiming her” whispered Sero to Kaminari “not gonna lie bro, I hope they stay together.”

“ugh right! Seeing them makes me want to fall in love too” whispered Midoriya “wonder if Iida-kun has moved on from her?”

The whispers still made it through the roar of the shower head Iida was under. He’s still hurt and refuses to move on because he swears she’s THE one. Meanwhile, the big three are at Amajiki’s house, studying but it was really just to check in with Mirio.

“Helloooo! Earth to Mirio!” Nejire waved a hand in front of a still dazed Mirio.

“Mirio did you do it?” asked Amajiki.

“No...we didn’t have any protection, it wouldn’t be fair~” Mirio said spacing out.

Nejire and Amajiki looked at each other “Mirio...he meant did you break up with her.”

Mirio snapped out of it “Oh...OH! uhhh no...” he put his head in his hands “I was on track to the break up part but she got me with the ‘wanna test me in the back of my Jeep’ and now I want to make-out while the sun sets.”

“It’s like she’s luring you in for something.” said Amajiki

“Yeah, commitment! Mirio you can’t just stay with her because she lets you suck face in her car, kiss her goodbye before it goes too far.”

“That’s my problem Nejire! I think I love her~!” He said slamming his head down on the table “I don’t even want to change her to be a hero, I want to be domestic and have kids with her! Maybe some dogs and with flower bushes everywhere and....” Mirio was going off in his tangent while the other two came up with a plan. The new plan was to give Palma-san a break up note before going to an off-campus training. That will give time for Mirio to forget about her and for Palma to move on. 

-One week later: Wednesday, in the hallway of the hero wing-

“Ok Mirio, you’ve dodged this moment for too long!” said Nejire “Here’s the note, just give it to her and then you don’t have to talk to her for 3 days about it.”

“You have to do it buddy” said Amajiki patting Mirio on the back “This wasn’t going to last and you know it.”

“I know” Mirio said sadly, rubbing his thumb over the small square with her full name on it “You guys are the best friends anybody could ask for!” He exclaimed as he hugged them. The other two scatter when they hear my foot steps and coffee slurping.

“Hey love! funny running into you here!”

“Hahaha I have class here silly! I thought you left already for the training?”

“We leave during lunch so I wanted to give you this!” he said trying not to sound sad as he handed the note “Just a little bit of my ramblings that I thought would be romantic for you to have while I’m gone!”

“Oh how sweet, you’re making it sound like you’re going to war!” I said as I looked at the name on the note, Itati Palma? Full names are for people in trouble, I see what this is “I’ll still miss you though, stay safe sweetheart” I said trying not to vomit at my fake sentiment.

Mirio was having a dilema, he wanted to leave it at that but he really wanted to kiss her. “Come close love, let me walk you to class” he said as he put his arm around me. When we got to the class, I turned around to say bye and he kissed me hard and everyone in class saw. “One for the road! See you later love~”

“Bye~ sweetheart~” I say as he walked down the hall. I turn to walk to my desk and everyone was in shock at what they just witnessed. “Hahaha hello everyone! I-”

“AH PALMA-SAN THAT WAS SO ROMANTIC!” squealed the girls and Aoyama.

Midoriya was glancing over to Iida, he had his head in his crossed arms, looking defeated.

“Iida-kun?” Midoriya asked gently

“she’s so sweet and lovely, of course Mirio expresses his affection so boldly to her” he said muffled into his arms “they deserve each other.” 

Class starts and goes as usual, then lunch time comes.

“Where are you going to eat Palma-san now that Mirio is away?” asked Momo.

“Oh uhhhh with my intel friends and Tenya of course!” I said trying not to sound like I have an ulterior motive.

Iida perks up “Huh? We are?” then he reads my face and I give the ‘i have a secret to share’ face “Oh right! we planned this on Monday! let’s go meet up with those 2!” he said as we briskly walked down the hall, out of earshot.

‘Palma to Matsui and Oleshin, do you copy?’

‘Matsui here/Oleshin here’

‘We are in the midst of the Doomsday event fellas’

‘-gasp-/-gasp-’

‘I am heading to the rendevou point with one Robot’

‘Roger that/ Roger that’

“Robot? is that my code name?!”

“Yea, its better than the other names we’ve been calling you”

“Ok but what is going on Ita?!”

“Mirio gave me a note and I know exactly what it is but I want to fill you in on why Jin and Mimi are involved in this too.”

 We get to the intelligence wing and I check if we got anyone following us. Coast is clear, I pull Iida into the workshops.

“Why is it so dark? and smells like...omelette?”

“HEY! I MADE THIS BITCHES FRESH!” Jin yelled offendedly in the dark.

I flip on the light “oof yall, it’s finally happened” I said as I take the note out of my pocket for the others to look at.

“First full name? Oh honey its like they think it’s slick but you don’t even need to open it to know!” said Mimi with sass.

“What is going on? it’s just a note for Ita, from Mirio I presume.” said Iida oblivious to what is actually going on.

I explained everything and Iida’s jaw dropped. “YOU INVOLVED YOURSELF WITH THE NUMBER 1 OF THE SCHOOL JUST TO USE HIM AS A STEPPING STOOL?!”

“To be fair, I wanted to out of affection but he wanted to CONVERT ME TENYA!”

“So now that they’re broken up” said Jin with a mouthful of omelette “we have the upper hand in our practice exam but the one person we need a bit more time to prefect the plan is the pointy eared boi.”

“The plan now is to get her close to him, disguise it as ‘Mirio blocked my number and won’t talk to me’ and have her copy the quirk to prefect the transformations we need.” said Mimi.

“If he wants to get it with me, I wouldn’t mind but it’s going to get super awkward trying to explain that I knew the whole time what they wanted with me.”

“I’m at a loss for words” said Iida slinking into his chair “all those dates and affection before class today, none of it matters? You don’t feel bad about it?”

“Both sides had alterior motives, thats not love Tenya! Love is when you look at someone and you don’t want to change a single thing about them nor care who doesn’t want them to be together. I’ll get the most satisfactory out of looking at his face when I defeat him with his own quirk, he really thought he had me figured out.” 

“huh, the note was written by 3 different people” Mimi said examining the note “and from the choice of words, it looks like Mirio didn’t want to break up.”

I read over the note “You’re right! This was group decision break up, just like how they targeted me.”

I don’t know how to go about this complication but the pro-take down practice test is in 2 weeks. Time to cause some drama between the boys.

-End Chapter 9-

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Homeless: Day Six

Welp, after about two nights at Curtis’, I relocated to the floor of David’s one bedroom apartment at Mon de Ville. I’ve been going to class, working in the office, volunteering, and doing research. I’ve been feeling great!

However, moving into David’s temporarily has had bad timing. David starting dating this girl named Annie about a week ago. They had their first date (met on Tinder), and its gotten pretty serious. They actually bought plane tickets to Venice on a whim and are now going together in October. Insane lol. 

So, now I feel really weird because I’m just like this other girl living with David temporarily. I moved out of David’s room and into the living room. I sleep on a pile of blankets, it’s not bad. Today I came back from the gym and went in and they were just making dinner there. I felt SO awkward, and I don’t really know why. I’m just so scared she’s gonna feel like I’m intruding or something, or get jealous. So I’ve decided I need to relocate again, and quick. 

Originally the plan was to spend half the summer at Curtis’ and the other half at David’s, depending on the week. Now it seems I might have to find other places to live... But who will rent a place to me for two months? Not sure. And I don’t want to spend money either. I would sleep in my car, maybe, but sometimes I need to shower and get ready earlier than the student life center (gym) is open. I could sleep in my car and then shower and get ready there.... I don't know. I’m not sure yet. 

Anyway, it’s been interesting. All my belongings are in my car. If I didn’t have a car, this would NEVER work. Mom and dad think I’m renting a room with a bunch of girls. Now they want to come see my “new place.” which I can’t really tell them is my car, David’s floor, and a 34 year old man’s bed. So I’m going to go show them my friend Sierra and Hannah’s house and pretend like one of the rooms is mine. I’m pretty sure it’ll work out. 

I also started volunteering at this place called Green Urban Lunchbox. It’s pretty dope, I had my first shift this morning at 8am in South Salt Lake. I went and there was no one there, so I was strongly wanting to turn around and go home. I get really psyched out by doing things for the first time alone in unfamiliar places, and so I got nervous. But it turned out to be really great. I weeded and I used this thing called like a broad shovel or something to prepare a patch of land for being seeded! It was honestly way fun and good, honest work. It felt good to get my hands dirty. I’m excited to continue volunteering with them. 

They also let me snip some rosemary and other random herbs to take home. I didn’t really know what I’d use them for, but I cut some to be polite and put them in my car. I was hoping they’d make my car smell good, but I think i need to crush them up or something? Not sure. The smell doesn’t spread. 

Anyway, now I’m going on a T I N D E R    D A T E. 

I’ve never been on a Tinder date before. it’s in ten minutes and my stomach is fucking churning. If I can work on anything about myself, it’s probably my nerves. My nerves are insane. I’ve never met this kid before, never even talked to him that much, and I barely know what he looks like. I told myself I wouldn’t go on a Tinder date, ever, but the way he asked me was so interesting and vague and mysterious that I decided to go, on a whim.

So now I’m sitting in my car in the parking lot of David’s apartment because he was with Annie and I felt awkward waiting in there. The wi-fi reaches me from here hehe. I feel so nervous FUCK. Maybe because I could quite literally be kidnapped, raped, killed, left in a ditch, etc. I shared my location with like three people so that they can find me if I go missing LOL. But a good serial killer would probably take my phone, or destroy my phone, or throw it in a separate, far-away ditch so I could never be found. 

I’m sure it’ll be fine. I just have to calm the fuck down. Afterwards, though, I’m going to Dylan and Austin’s apartment to drink and play games. We started playing Settlers of Catan and it’s actually pretty fun!! Tori is invited, but not sure if she’s coming. Hmm. 

Welp, the kid should be here soon. Oh yeah his name is Collin. If anyone finds my blog after I’ve been kidnapped, the kid’s name is Collin. Blonde. Literally know nothing else. rip.