#can feel it in my bones hahah

[89cats]

Other then cats, what other favorite animals do you have? As an animal lover I can never choose just one!

I feel that deeply lol

I am obsessed with giraffes forever 😭 I love all big/wild cats, but specifically jaguars the most. they’re truly magnificent creatures. hyenas or any african animal in general. frogs. recently have a new love for cormorants(there’s a spot I go to and they’re always there and sometimes can catch them perched up on brances. they’re biggie guys)

[foxgloveinspace]

Do you ever like. Feel yourself getting back into an old hyperfixation and you just sitting there going ‘oh no. OhNO’

[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙you want me to? | LS2˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: logan sargeant x james vowles assistant!reader y/n (she/her)

genre: social media au

warnings: just fluff!!!! i loveee this plot hehe

summary: in which your new job facilitates you in finding new love

a/n: i love this request & i luv writing for logan !!! not sure if i executed it super well tho let me know what you think 💘 my recent emojie now is just: 🇺🇸🦅

request!!!: May I suggest a Logan Sargeant x James Vowles assistant! Reader? Like her job is to get the boys stuff they might need and to like help out around the paddock and Logan keeps asking her to get him stuff as an excuse to talk to her. And people start to notice when Alex and James start lightly making fun of them in interviews and stuff. Just think it would be funny

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user2 james vowles new assistant

user3 logan is in love with her i can already tell

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alex_albon & everyone knows it too

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user12 omg y/n in the last pic so cute

user13 omg i luv her she's fit into williams garage so perfectly

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alex_albon just for the record she is my girlfriend not yours ok?

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user14 did anyone else see logan's deleted comment

user15 yup i think james is right 😛

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oscarpiastri no further comment

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user24 OMG hi y/n

user25 omg is y/n sharing an umbrella with lily

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lilymhe my girl tired of subtle

user26 omgggg

user27 something is happening i can feel it in my bones

user28 yea y/n & logan falling in luvvvv

logansargeant yea i look so cool and absolutely not awkward at all

alex_albon your awkwardness is all part of your american charm

logansargeant im blushing now thanks

user29 my fav williams era ever

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yourusername oh no party pooper piastri is here!!!! the clothes police!!!

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yourusername ask logan what he thinks 😇

user30 omg this is crazy

user31 HELLO?????

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alex_albon AHHHHHHHH

lilymhe omg it's happening

oscarpiastri finally

user37 omg they're dating they have to be

user38 THIS IS SOOO Y/N

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logansargeant when were u mean to her 😤

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lilymhe DOUBLE DATE WHEN

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[lovebugism]

hi!! could I possibly request something with Eddie or Steve with their chronically ill gf? I have POTS and although I don't full on faint, I get super fainty often and can lose my vision a little sometimes from that, and I think it would be cute to see how either boys would be with a partner like that (IF NOT THAT'S TOTALLY OKAY, THIS IS A VERY SELF INDULGENT REQUEST)

i tried to make this more general since i don't personally have pots, but it ended up being very self-indulgent bc i do get fainting spells quite often so enjoy hahah :D — the one where eddie munson is a very panicky caregiver (established relationship, hurt/comfort | 1.2k)

bug's summer fic fest (⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

The hottest day of the season weighs heavily upon you. The golden hour sunlight and sticky summer air seep into your bones, sucking all the energy from your already tired body. You feel a bit like a vampire now — a withering thing wasting away in the center of Eddie Munson’s bed, with nothing but a clicking fan beside you blowing hot air around the room.

Eddie seems largely unfazed by the summer weather despite his metalhead qualities, which should otherwise clash with the heat. 

He’s shed his leather jacket for the first time all year. The thrifted t-shirt he wears below it leaves his pale, tattoed arms on display. You can see the tendons in them pulsing every time he strums lazily at his acoustic guitar. His wild curls, more untamed than usual in such humidity, are pulled out of his face with one of your hair ties. A few stubborn strands stick to his face still — now a darker shade of brown, going damp from the sweat beading on his jaw and forehead.

You watch him tilt his head back to shake his bangs from his eyes, then smile to yourself when the attempt proves fruitless. His hair’s grown much too long now — enough to be perpetually frustrating. Not that Eddie cares to acknowledge it, anyway.

“I think it’s time for a haircut, Eds,” you try to tease, though the words come out strangely heavy on your tongue. They sound lightyears away as they spill from your mouth, and the thought alone makes you dizzy. Dizzier.

Eddie’s face, glimmering and softly flushed, screws in a boyish pout. “Don’t say that. You know I hate that word.”

“Look at your bangs, Eds! They’re way too long—”

The mattress squeaks softly under your weight when you go to reach for him. You’re barely able to sit upright without your head spinning. It’s like you blink once, and suddenly you’re underwater — vision blurry, ears ringing, the world swimming with various indistinct shapes. 

You squeeze your eyes shut and sit back again.

It takes Eddie a moment too long to notice.

“No, they’re not— See?” He pauses his strumming to muss at his curls. His ringed fingers tousle his already frizzy bangs to get them out of his eyes. He smiles all cheeky at you then, as he glances at you over his shoulder. His smile ebbs at the twisted look on your face. “Hey… You okay?”

“Yeah,” you answer immediately, though the pinched look to your features never wavers. 

“Okay. Yeah,” Eddie nods. “But… Are you?”

You squeeze your eyes shut until it hurts — until blue and white stars start to twinkle in the nothingness. But even in the quote-unquote nothingness, you can still feel the world spinning around you. It’s like you’re on a sailboat in the middle of the ocean, swaying in time with the rocky tides even though you’re sitting still. The notion makes your swimmy head spin. 

“Yeah,” you repeat, pitched higher this time as you dig your palms into your eye sockets. A feeble attempt to ease the dizziness. “I just— I just got a little dizzy all of a sudden. But I’m fine.”

Eddie starts reeling immediately. “Shit. Are you… Are you gonna pass out?” he stammers and rises suddenly from the bed. He leaves his guitar at his feet as he rushes to you. The mattress bounces under you and makes you feel sicker. His panicking makes you feel sicker, too.

“I don’t think so,” you answer, voice quiet and faraway.

“You don’t think so?” Eddie echoes as he looms at your side. 

You can’t see him, but you know he’s there. You can feel his shadow and the heat radiating from his lanky form. His ringed hands sit awkwardly out in front of him, aching to comfort you but frightened of making it worse. 

“Do you— Do you want me to do something? Do you need me to get you anything? Like… Like a glass of water or—”

“Eds. I’m fine,” you interject a bit too firmly for your poorly state. “It’ll pass, just… Just sit down.”

“I can’t,” he squirms. “You’re makin’ me nervous, babe.”

“Standing on top of me isn’t helping, Eds.”

The boy sits gingerly at your side, then. He doesn’t move a muscle as he waits for you to tell him what to do. Obedient but hardly patient. He tries not to fidget too much, lest he add to your unease, but he buzzes with worry in the meantime. He watches with his heart in his throat as you finally take your hands from your face.

His wide, chocolate eyes dart over your pallid features. “You okay?” he whispers.

“Mhm,” you hum in the affirmative, though you haven’t yet tried to open your eyes. 

The mattress feels less like a wobbling water bed now, but you’re still scared of what the world will look like — if everything will be slightly askew or flipped upside down entirely.

“Can you try to look at me?” the boy presses gently.

You peek one eye open and turn your chin to look at him. The subtle movement ends up being an obvious mistake. “Fuck,” you curse in a quiet murmur, shutting your eyes when the world goes staticky again.

“Don’t move so fast, babe. You’ll pass out,” Eddie chuckles despite the panicked ache in his chest. 

He moves slowly so as not to jostle you too much — lifting his arm to rest over your shoulder and pulling you very carefully to his chest. His free hand covers your eyes and rests over your temple. He squishes his cheek against your hair.

The humidity doesn’t often allow for such contact, but the heat isn’t nearly as strong as Eddie Munson’s love for you. He holds you close in spite of the slightly agonizing way your skin sticks together, fully content to melt with you completely.

“‘M not gonna pass out,” you murmur, words sitting heavy in your mouth.

“Yeah,” Eddie scoffs. “‘Cause slurring your words like you’re drunk all of a sudden is real convincing, sweetheart.”

“M fine,” you insist anyway.

“Yeah?”

“Well, the world’s not spinning anymore, at least.”

“Good,” Eddie hums, smacking a chaste kiss to your head. “Lay down for me, alright? I wanna get you some water. And maybe something salty. That shit’s supposed to help, isn’t it?”

You whine in protest when he starts to move. Less because of how faint you are, and more because of how little you want him to leave. 

“No. Later. Don’t move,” you grouse.

“I gotta make sure you’re alright, babe,” the boy laughs through the warmth blooming in his chest, a sparkling sort of pride perhaps, as you curl further into his side.

“I’m fine right now,” you mumble tiredly. “But if you stop holdin’ me like this, I won’t be.”

“Ah, right…” Eddie sighs in defeat. “Guess I’m stuck here then, huh?”

You nod slowly, cheek rubbing along the cotton fabric of his shirt. “Mhm.”

He smiles softly to himself, wider than he usually allows, ‘cause there’s nothing metal about being a lovesick puppy. But, in truth, he’s happy to be stuck here with you — even with your swimmy head and humid air and clicking desk fan that’s hardly working now. The circumstances a mildly inconvenient, sure, but he’d take a billion inconvenient circumstances if it meant getting to be with you.

Lovesick puppy, indeed.

[sharpace]

So, I read this fan theory that said that Viktor and Jayce got sent to a different dimension like how Ekko got sent to an alternate timeline so now I'm struck with the uncontrollable desire to see Viktor and Jayce meet their Crank It counterparts and reacting to each other. I absolutely need to see it!

Weird that’s e restaurant serves newts but okay.

Hahah but seriously, this ask is so juicy and has so much meat on the bone, my brain exploded and went blank and I had to recruit @kavaleyre to sort my thoughts and think of a doodle to pair it.

I think it would be SO complicated. Especially, if we’re looking at finale jayvik and main comic Crank It pairing. On one hand, they’ve found each other even in the most ordinary universe and shown their love early. However, they aren’t leaving a legacy or creating a new science. They’re just two ordinary workers who stream playing games. I think there’s some complicated feelings in that they can find the most love and joy in foregoing their dreams and legacy.

[alicerosejensen]

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH

I JUST HAD A CUTE LITTLE SCENARIO IDEA. It is about vendetta! leon and young(20’s) reader series! What about reader sitting on the bathrooms counter/vanity while helping Leon shave? His hands are resting on readers tighs or around her waist as he watches her focused eyes. I THINK THAT WOULD BE ADORABLE PLS.

And i don’t think this counts as an ask, but if you’ll want to do something with this im not complainig hahah 👁👁

Warning: Fluff, mention of injuries, age difference (implied but not mentioned), Leon!Vendetta, Leon gets taken care of (this man needs a little love and devotion); talking about nothing.

I'm sorry, I'm too lazy. I write slowly and because of some eternally tired condition

Coming back to you after so many weeks of silence was wrong, or at least unfair. To tell the truth, Leon did not feel that he should have done it at all, the doctor recommended bed rest, but it was all the same. It was not the first time he had been thrown like a rag doll, although this time he felt like he was on the edge, dangerously balancing between life and death, when Aris's claws almost pierced his flesh. At least Leon thought he was going to die thinking about you- the only good thing in his life in recent years.

He wasn't even sure if you would let him in, but when he broke out of the dark tunnel, the whole flight he thought only about how nice it was to return to the person who, for some reason, cared about him. You weren't his wife, you weren't his work partner, you were just a girl. The girl he was afraid to fall in love with because he always thought that this love would hurt you. Although it seems that only one was injured, and it was Leon himself, who came up with stupid rules for himself to protect you.

And here he is, you look at him without any malice, although it would be worth it. Leon really doesn't think he has the right to show up like this without an invitation, but he does, looking into your eyes with a guilty look, hoping that you won't drive him away and let him lick his wounds while he lets you love him tenderly.

"Come in," you nod head, letting him into your tiny apartment, in which Leon felt better than at home.

Although it looked more like a lone wolf's lair. It was much more comfortable and even somehow warmer with you.

Taking a step, Leon feels not like a government dog, but an ordinary person who is taken by the hand and let into a small corner of paradise. Maybe it will last a day, two or a week, but he will be a little happy and loved.

"Should I heat up your dinner?" You ask casually, as if he wasn't ignoring you and running away to drown his problems in alcohol. "Leon?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

"Coffee?" Again you offer him, but he just shakes his head negatively as he sits down on the chair in front of you.

"No"

Maybe you think he came here to end all the little things that were between you, but no. He just needs you as a salvation, otherwise his head will drown in regret.

All Leon wants is for his fight not to be in vain, but every time someone else takes the place of the bad guy, and corporations continue to create viruses that turn people into bioweapons. He runs his hand over his face, feeling the annoying stubble under his palm that should have been shaved off, but having drowned in alcohol, he didn’t want to do anything.

“I just,” he looks at you with a hazy look but completely sober, “Can I stay here? With you?”

Who are you to refuse him? But be honest with yourself, you want him to stay here, especially since his beaten appearance really said that he was better off not being alone. Under the T-shirt, bruises and abrasions on the face and arms and what appears to be a dislocated shoulder are visible. In any case, wanted to believe that Leon didn’t break any bones.

"You know that my answer is yes"

Leon doesn't smile. Just eternally grateful that he won't have to sit in his dark, lonely apartment lying on his bed again after taking a strong painkiller.

He sleeps well with you, he doesn't have nightmares, and he's just comfortable here. You can turn on the TV, watch an old movie with you and lie quietly, knowing that he will not be called anywhere until he recovers. There was work left in New York for B.S.A.A and TerraSave, but not for him, besides, he didn't take a shower before coming to you, fortunately you had some of his things, including a spare toothbrush and a new disposable razor.

And that was the problem. The problem with his shoulder, which you kept looking at without stopping, as if he had grown a third arm.

“Working moments,” Leon muttered, feeling that he really wouldn’t refuse your dinner. “Can I ask you something else?"

“Yeah, sure.” You really never refused him.

Arias threw him against the wall, clearly sparing no effort, but thanks to the adrenaline, Leon didn’t feel much pain and was able to maneuver and attack this crazy bastard. The truth is that falling from a motorcycle does not benefit his body, which is why when everything calmed down, Leon realized that it was simply difficult for him to pick up the very razor that was now in your hands and do such a simple job as shaving.

“Just stay still, or better yet, sit down,” you said loudly, seeing that Leon didn’t like the touch on his neck when you tried to cover him with shaving foam.

It was already like instinct when they touched his neck. Leon immediately jerked to the side when he felt someone else's palm on his skin, as if the touch caused him pain. He never talked about how often he was grabbed by the throat, but from his reaction one could guess that this was a sensitive area that he did not like to trust to anyone but himself.

“I can’t shave you if you twitch like a little kid who doesn’t want to wash his face,” you joked, using your finger to spread the shaving foam you had on your hand onto the tip of his nose.

"Just...a reflex"

You thought about it, biting your lip, but Leon just exhaled, gathering his strength, knowing that you weren't going to kill him. He trusted you, so he calmly sat down on a small chair, putting his hands on your waist, trying to relax.

You saw how tense his muscles were, as if at any moment he was ready to make a jerk, his fingers squeezed the fabric of your tank top while you distributed foam over his face, trying not to overuse the product at the site of his abrasions that have not yet healed. When that was done, the razor in your hands gently touched the skin of his neck and gently shaved off excess hair from his face with smooth movements against the coarse hairs.

Carefully avoiding all the cuts, you managed not to hurt him. Step by step, you constantly rinsed the razor to remove all the hairs from it and walk it over the places where the stubble still remained. The most difficult thing for Leon was his neck - he felt too exposed and vulnerable, but when it was over and you moved to another zone, it seemed to you that he even exhaled.

In the end, getting carried away with the case, you didn't even notice how Leon was gradually able to relax and carefully watched your movements, finding you charming when you are so focused only on him. Maybe it's a little selfish, but for him you look so beautiful that he thinks about asking you to shave him again in a week when the stubble grows back, just to watch you take care of him again.

It took you a few minutes to catch his eye when you were completely done. The blue eyes stared at you with such attention that for a second you might have thought that something interesting was written on your face since he was looking at you like that. It's a little awkward and you look at him in response, stupidly blinking your eyes when you wipe his face with a towel, which makes a smile bloom on your lips and you look away.

"What's funny?"

To be honest, there really wasn't anything funny, it was just embarrassing for you.

"Did you leave me something like a mustache?" He joked and you burst out laughing

"Good idea! I'll do it next time."

Leon chuckled, because as a temporary joke, you could do that. That's just the accumulated fatigue that fell like a heavy boulder on him did not allow him to rejoice as much as you do.

"You're obviously going to amuse Chris," He sighed. You threw the razor into the sink and froze for a moment when you felt his head pressed against your stomach, relaxing in layers as you run your fingers through his hair "Thank you"

"No problem," you kissed the top of his head, helping him stand up, noticing how he hisses from the pain in his back when he straightens up.

"Fuck." Leon hisses in pain, catching his breath, realizing that maybe he should drink more painkillers and let a loved one take care of him. "I think I'm catching up with my age"

"Maybe. But I think you should rest and follow the doctor's recommendations at least until you stop needing painkillers."

"Until the next mission, you mean?"

You didn't say anything because you didn't know much about his work. After laying Leon on the bed, he finally exhaled with relief after looking at you with secret gratitude. Literally the only person who gives him warmth and comfort, and maybe he should come to you instead of washing down his bitterness in a bar. Thinking about it, Leon even thought that if he had stayed with you, he would not be suffering from his injuries now, however… What would have happened to Chris and Rebecca? But it's too late to regret what happened. He's alive and he's with you now. He lies in your bed listening to the usual chatter while the TV is on in the background and you settle down next to him bringing an extra blanket and pillow.

In the end, you just plopped down next to him, thoughtfully looking at the picture on the TV, pulling the blanket over yourself. Leon moved a little closer to you, hugging you around the waist, nuzzling your cheek, covering his eyes from fatigue. Of course you knew that he works for the government, but never what he does specifically. You saw the "DSO" marking on his gun, but you were afraid to ask him about it, although the fact that Leon has the right to carry and store weapons freely already hinted that he does not work in some average position and his injuries… one is worse than the other.

It is difficult to unravel the thoughts of this person, especially when he is completely immersed in himself. You know that he has some problems with alcohol and a couple of times you even quarreled about it, after which Leon always apologized by coming to you with flowers and other gifts. You turn off the light in the room, turning to him, meeting the tired gaze of blue eyes.

"Thank you. I rarely say this, but I'm grateful for everything you do for me."

"I know."

"Maybe you should find a better guy than me, but" he snuggled even closer and there was fear in his words, as if you could make him leave right now, "but I want to be with you. I can't lead a normal life, but being here with you feels like I'm becoming normal. Who he was before September 30, 1998"

"And what happened on September 30th?" you ask, putting your hand on his palm, smiling, and immediately see how noticeably even in the dark his face changes, becoming more gloomy.

"My first day working as a cop. I overslept and was late for my first day at work"

He could have said a lot and revealed his soul to you without fear if he hadn't been bound by the government. Raccoon City is classified information, and even no matter how much he values you, you shouldn't know anything about it. Fortunately, you do not pry into the truth, leaving his personal border untouched, and for this Leon is infinitely grateful. Maybe in a couple of weeks, when his injuries stop being so painful and his condition improves, he'll even laugh at what kind of mustache you made for him while shaving him again. He will really be happy and he will not need alcohol in this.

[moooncats]

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✿ Pile 3 : The Fool & Solidarity ✿

Pile 3, you are my empaths. Starseeds, indigo children, flower child, earth angel- whatever title you resonate with. You see others as yourself, you treat them how you would want to be treated and your empathy shows no bound in this. You always try to make others feel comfortable in your company, while also being spontaneous. Your mind is curious and you like to explore any wild thought you have. You love to help others and be their little side kick for the day, month, years. You know that life is easier that way. People appreciate how well balanced you are, and how you are always willing to lend a hand or two. This pile is so sweet! Omg, I've been smiling this whole time. (✿◠‿◠) ♡ People can see everything that you do, and think you are a magician. All these tricks up your sleeve! Hahah, pile 3 I am also hearing "you let your inner intuition guide you to many wonderful fuffiling experiences". Pile 3, don't ever loose that innocent eyes you have on life, it will lead you to many fruitful adventures. ✨️

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[itsmebytch001]

I’m so happy you would write for arcane!! I love the fanfic that you write! So I can’t wait to read this!! ❤️❤️❤️ (I’m shaking, help me)

Can you right a platonic yandere Silco and jinx, with a similar reader to the “Smoking it away” reader?

-🥄

Sure, Spoon person. I LOVE Arcane SM So thank you for this!

Jinx and Silco had taken you in when you were young, maybe nine. Jinx had lived with Silco for not long now and hadn't settled but found you, a street kids precence soothing, she would seek you out to play together and bring you back to Silcos home to eat and sleep. And at some point you simply didn't really leave, Silco accepted you though you were never as close to him as he and Jinx were. And you weren't really as extrodanary as Jinx was, you didn't have any extensive skill in explosives, or war and though it was never said, you did feel useless, like dead weight. so you fought you'd find a way around it, a way sourced to you in the city, a constant prescene and a unstopping force in Zaun that turned average men in to beats and rage and later deform them and shrivel them up into only skin and bone, so you sourced it out, behind Silco and Jinx back of course.

So you started Micro dosing, just a few drops at any given time where you wanted to feel that pep of energy, you would find some where private, like your room that wasn't really private since Jinx would enter whenever she liked, or sometimes would sleep in your bed without you knowing and take out that one vile in your left pocket that you had been working on for the last few weeks, press the top of the vile on your finer, and then take that drop or purple liquid and press it on your tongue to feel that rush, that feeling of elecitricty running down from your mouth and across your spine setting you free from your uselessness.

And though Jinx may not have noticed, Sevika did.

She noticed the shakes, the paranoid looks around the room and massive weight loss, and she thought to tell Jinx, not to be kind, but to be a bit cruel. So she entered Jinx's lair, a extremely unusual occaronace, Jinx didn't notice her until she sat down next to her.

Jinx: "...Sevika?"

Sevika: "Hey"

Jinx: "...Hey? What brings you to by humble abode huh?"

Sevika: "I see Y/n's not here, you know where she is?"

Jinx: "No, but she's probably in her room or just hanging round Silco, Y'know, why?"

Sevika: "You notice anything...different about her recently?"

Jinx: "Youre being reeaally criptic Sevika, I don't like that" She said leaning away from her with her frog goggles.

Sevika: "She's always cold, always shaking, acting strangely don't ya think"

Jinx: "What are you getting at?"

Sevika: "I think she's using, Jinx"

Jinx: "Using, like shimmer?"

Sevika: "She's got all the signs of microdosing"

Jinx: "HA! You gotta be kidding, she would never do something like that with out telling me!"

Sevika: "Well maybe you two aren't as close as you think

Jinx: "Excuse me?" She said standing up, and stepping up to Sevika.

Sevika: "I'm just saying, if you paid attention you would see she's falling off, and you two were as close as you think, she would tell you that she's using"

Jinx: "Get the fuck out"

And so she did, she left without another word as Jinx stood motionless in her lair, glaring out into the darkness over analizing every single recent interaction.

Jinx: "She's not using, she' s just saying that to be cruel" but what if she is

Jinx: "No, NO! I would notice! I know what using shimmer looks like, I WOULD KNOW" so why is she avoiding you?

Jinx: "Avoding me? She's not avoiding me she's just busy! Why would she be using any ways, she has everything she could ever need, she has me! and she would never do that to me, and definetley not behind my back! hahah, No no no that's silly" What if she ends up like those bums down in the gutter

Jinx: "No, No that's not gonna happen baecuse she's NOT using!" What if she ends up like vander

Jinx: "NO!" She screamed pulling at her braids.

Maybe she's lying to you, maybe she's using to escape you maybe she wants to leave, she probably rather be high than with you

Jinx: "SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" She shriked into the void.

She'll be one of those scroungers begging for food shrivled and dying, covered in filth and all baecuse of you.

Jinx: "NO NO NO! No NO NO" She pulled herself into the fetal position rocking back and fourth so sooth the terrible thoughts again and again, she had to talk to Silco about it.

And so, later that day she bursted into his office, sitting on his desk while his chair faced her, looking out the window.

Jinx: " Sevika came to see me today"

Silco:"...At your lair? odd, Why?"

Jinx: "She said...She said Y/n was...microdosing"

Silco: "Shimmer?"

Jinx: "Yeah shimmer what else?! And I was like She's not using that's silly and she was like 'maybe your not as close as you think you are' You know all Sevika like so I-"

Silco: "Jinx, your starting one of your ramblings again"

Jinx: "Oh Yeah yeah sorry" She giggled to herself

Jinx: "Have you noticed anything off about her recently?"

Silco: "Well, she is spending less time with us than usual, I suppose it is possible"

Jinx: "But she wouldn't...She wouldn't!"

Silco: "Jinx, Instead of spinning yourself into a frenzie, go check her room for anything susbicious, anything strange"

Jinx: "But...What if I find something?" She whispered.

Silco: "we'll figure it out"

So Jinx found herself in your room scanning over how messy it was, how much dust had collected and how the windows where musted over, as she began to go through your wardrobe, throwing out you clothes onto the bed until it was bare, going through all your draws and vanity until she had basically destroyed the place with all your things stroon about the room. She huffed to herself wondering where, if not here it could be, until she was the glint in the corner of her eye, she swivled around to the air vent where something shined in the reflection of the sun. Jinx, being for to short to simply grab it pushed your vanity to step on inorder to open the vent to find a small metal lock box, standing back down onto the floor the took a hair pin out and jimmied the lock only to reveal what she despratley wanted not be there.

Two Vials of shimmer, she felt herself shake with rage and frustration, why would you do this, for how long were you doing this? In a flip act of rage she threw the box at the wall, casusing it to dent, holding the two vials in one hand so tightly they might shatter in her hand.

Now what are you going to do?

Hours later Jinx had found you back in the back room of that Last Drop like you often were, she heard you shuffling about as she slowly turned the handle to the room, with your back facing her as she entered silently as she watched silently while you again as so many times before took your half used vial, unscrewed the vial pressed the end onto your finger to rub the resedue onto your togue, but not before she stalked you from behind and placed a hand on your shoulder.

Jinx: "What are you doing?" She asked in her childishly calm voice.

Y/n: "I- I I'm Just, Jinx I-"

Jinx: "Oh Y/n" She sighed before whacking you over the head with her rifle, knocking you out.

Eventually when you woke, you found yourself in your bed, but not in your room...

You sat up to realise you were in Jinx's lair with your bed laying on one of the giant fan panneles, looking over at Jinx welding something with the sparks flying out in all directions.

Y/n: "Jinx?"

Jinx swiveled round in her stool smiling at you.

Jinx: "Your awake! I was worried maybe I hit you a bit to hard haha"

Y/n: "I- How did you"

Jinx: "So I found your stash"

Y/n: "Oh"

Jinx: "You thought you could hide that from me?"

Y/n: "Jinx I"

Jinx: "Ssssshh" She angrily shushed you, skipping over to your bed that had misteroulsy moved from your bed to here, flopping onto the covers climbing over you to trap you between the bed and her, staring you down.

Jinx: "How long have you been lying to me?"

Y/n: "Jinx please I"

Jinx: "nu uh, No No no" She placed her her finger over your lips.

Jinx: "No More talking, all you've done is lie to me" You winced ash she said it so aggressivly spit was coming onto your face.

Jinx: "Why would you do this? Why would you do this to me?! This is so selfish, I should have known, I don't know why I didn't see it, you were acting all sketch and going all quite and odd, I should have seen"

Y/n: "Jinx, I-I was only using so I could be..."

Jinx: "So you could what?"

Y/n: "I just wanted to feel strong, you know, like you"

...

Jinx: "HA! That's funny toots" She held your face squishing your cheeks together into a kissy face.

Jinx: "It's beacuse you want to leave me, you would rather get high than spend time with me!"

She wants to leave you

Jinx: "Shut UP!" she screamed to the left of her.

Y/n: "Jinx, I want to go back to my room"

Jinx: "This is your room now, why do ya think I had Sevika move your bed here, Silco will get his cronies to bring the rest of your stuff soon enough"

Y/n: "What?"

Jinx: "I can't be having you alone if I can't trust you, can I?"

GIVE ME MOOOOORE SUGGESTIONS NEOOOOOWWWW!"

[messingwithmoony]

what is your favorite random / silly headcannon?

My top posts were kind of my headcanons that I thought of at 3am one night when I couldnt sleep so had to publish them so I didnt forget them.

James Potter would SO have metal rods in his legs because there is only so much magic can do - after so many breaks, he would've had to habe resorted to the muggle way of fixing bones - just like enlargening/shrinking charms can damage the original object if performed repeatedly.

Regulus would have SO many piercings. His first was done by Barty in second year, just his ears, but from then on, he'd go to Barty every time he wanted something done, and ended up leaving Hogwarts with 2 lobe piercings per ear, his conch piercing in his right, and an industrial in his left. He'd also have his lip pierced, but waited until he left hogwarts to get that and his tongue pierced. He also used Disillusionment charms to hide them from Walburga.

Sirius Black's music taste came from Remus Lupin. When they met in first year, Remus had brought all of his records with him (similar to TCOPTP) and put Bowie on the record player to help him relax - the new environment of magic surrounding Remus stressed him out a lot, and so he put on music the first night to help settle the nerves. Sirius came to him the next day practically on his knees begging Remus to play the record again and play all of his records. Knowing Walburga, she banned all music from Grimmauld, apart from classical music - but all magic made by muggles was banned. Sirius would have to get creative over the holidays, transfiguring his records & record players into things that he could hide around his room, away from Walburga's prying eyes.

Remus Lupin loves those sugar quills - especially near the full moon, always needing a sugar boost to get him through the long lectures. He is also the only one that Sirius and James permit to not watch their quidditch games, learning their lesson when Remus slept all the way through their pre-match breakfast with his head on Sirius' shoulder - Sirius and James decided to let the poor lad go back to bed, and never tried to force Remus to go to another match - not even the mid afternoon ones. Leading Remus to feel left out and isolated because he did want to see them play - but too scared to tell them that he cares.

Im gonna shut up now hahah lmk if you want more

[shitpostingsapphic]

Hi! I'm new to your page *and* to the Arcane fandom (if I can even consider myself part of it never having played the game and knowing basically nothing about the characters hahah) but I just wanted to come here and say I really love your analysis of the scenes and characters. I often find myself judging characters in general not for how *I* would do something or how *real life* would affect them, but based on the lives they led, the tragedies they've witnessed, the traumas they carried. And Arcane has so much loss and tragedy and brokeness for everyone it becomes nearly impossible to completely hate a character or to completely classify them as "villains" once you get that they are all coming from weird, dark, unknown places in a world where a good parcel of the population barely has any access to the SUNLIGHT?!?! Like?!?!?!? So yeah, I love that you seem to read between the lines and that you put into words the thoughts that some of us aren't all that good in articulating even if we feel them in our bones. So yeah. Hello, and thank you! (Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language, it's almost 10pm here and I've been working since 5am lmao I'm exhausted but I really wanted to take the time to thank you. Please keep up with the excellent work!)

You're analyzing media correctly, rest assured. Too many people who are criticizing Arcane are doing so from their own personal perspective and not taking into account the actual information about the characters that they are presented. It's a self insert type of mentality that is unfortunately common.

"But if it were ME--" but it isn't you. The way we see other perspectives is we step out of our own shoes and into another's, not vice versa.

You're doing amazing and should feel very smart if you're analyzing a media, that isn't in your native language, correctly.

Thank you for your love for my random thoughts that I just happen to write out and put on this website 😂 it means a lot ❤️

[misseviehyde]

FINDING THE MEAN

Laura had never found the social aspects of school easy, but she at least always had the protection of her favourite teacher Ms Bloom.

Ms Bloom taught Math and she was everything Laura aspired to be. Clever, kind and friendly - the inspirational teacher had taken Laura under her wing and helped her survive against the bullies and mean girls that seemed to thrive in the school.

She had taken to giving Laura additional Math lessons in advanced concepts and the two of them would spend many hours after school solving equations, discussing problems and hanging out together.

Laura had realised that Ms Bloom was mentoring her and she felt her confidence and her ambitions begin to grow and swell. One day she would get out of this small town and go on to be successful - she would owe much of that success to her mentor.

One night after school Laura and Ms Bloom were pouring over a very strange equation that no one had ever solved.

Hyde's Divergent Mean was a curiosity that went back nearly a hundred years. No one had ever been able to balance the equation which appeared to be an attempt to work out the average amount of evil and toxicity in any given population.

"How about we apply it to the school?" asked Laura excitedly and the two of them began to work on balancing the numbers.

Ms Bloom sighed, "See - there's a missing component and no one has ever been able to work it out. The value of X remains unknown."

Laura frowned as she examined the equation. It was central to everything, it was almost as if the entire formula was more than math - like it was some sort of arcane formula. Perhaps it wasn't designed to work out the amount of evil in a population, but instead to harness and drain that toxicity and do something with it.

"Miss - have you ever thought X is meant to represent a person, not a number?"

Ms Bloom's eyes widened in amazement, "Why yes - that's incredible. I wonder what would happen if I put my name down as X and complete the formula."

"Wait!" gasped Laura, but she was too slow to stop her enthusiastic teacher who had written down 'Ms Isabella Bloom' next to X.

The formula suddenly blazed with pink light and Laura gasped and stepped back. Ms Bloom gasped and tried to stand back too, but she was yanked forward by an invisible force then lifted screaming into the air.

The teacher now levitated in the air surrounded by a sinister pink light. Laura gasped and tried to rush forward to help, but she was repelled by an invisible force.

On the board, the formula began to change. The name in the middle began to alter. "Ms Isablla Bloom" began to warp and alter to become "Bella Bloom."

The teachers eyes burned with pink fire and she gasped in amazement.

"Ohhhh fuck yes! I can see it all now, I can see how all the popular girls are connected - how they and their victims fit into this school. It's all so fucking OBVIOUS!"

She giggled, a strange sound coming from her usually sensible mouth. Her kind lips twisted into an uncharacteristically malicious smile as she stretched her floating body luxuriously and wiggled her fingers.

"Mmmmmh, I see how to get everything I always wanted. I can be reborn thanks to the equation, I can take the toxic femininity from those fucking losers and make myself queen bitch. No more being some sad-sac teacher, instead I can be a fucking princess!"

"Noooooo," gasped Laura. "Ms Bloom, you have to stop this, the formula is corrupting you. The equation is making you mean."

"Hahah shut up you pathetic loser, you have no idea how GOOD this feels. Ms Bloom is dead - I am BELLA BLOOM."

Throwing back her head, Ms Bloom moaned in ecstasy and splayed her fingers out. Long sharp gel nails shot from each finger as her bones cracked and her body shrunk in on itself.

Her skin became younger looking and her warm brown hair began to turn bright bitchy blonde. Ms Bloom's kind eyes turned a cold blue and her face became more beautiful, but mean and spoiled.

Her clothing shrunk to fit her now tiny frame, a tight red crop top and daisy dukes leaving little to the imagination as she floated down and landed on the ground with a clop of expensive high heels.

"Like, this is sooooo much better," giggled Bella as she arranged her hair and admired her nails. "Being a fucking thirty six year old teacher was sooooo boring. What a loser. I'd rather be an eighteen year old bitch any day."

Laura was shaking her head in horror as Bella strutted over to the whiteboard and laughed at the formula. It had taken the two of them hours to complete the formula and Laura wasn't sure she could even do it on her own.

A hand shot out and grabbed her hair and she screamed as Bella cruelly pulled her over and smashed her up against the board. Laughing, the new bully used Laura's hair to wipe the board - destroying the delicate formula and making sure that no one could ever copy the work and reverse the transformation, or ascend themselves.

"Like, that's better. Now I can't change back. You're the only one who remembers the old me anyway, the equation has altered reality and everyone else's memories of me. As far as the school is concerned, there never was an Isabella Bloom - only the Head Cheerleader and richest brat in town, Bella Bloom existed."

Releasing Laura's hair, Bella threw her to the floor and looked down with contempt.

"Fucking pathetic. You're so fucking pathetic and weak. You better stay out of my way loser, you don't form part of my equations at the moment - but that could change."

Laura sobbed as she watched her once favourite teacher striding off to start her new life as a bully and a mean girl. Bella would soon have all the big cock, money and riches she could ever want.

As for Laura, without her mentor and her inspiration - she would lapse into despair and any chance for a bright future she had would decay to nothing.

Ms Bloom had found the mean and there was no going back for either of them.

THE END

[serpentinespider]

I just realized that basically everyone I’m friends/mutuals with nowadays wouldn’t have seen my first few comics… woahg… I’m feeling nostalgic so I just wanna talk about them a little. pages included as well!

I had Freedom (Flurry’s story), Sightless (characters I will not name bc their names are embarrassing now, they were basically Proto-Grace and Fervid though), Unhappy Ending (Stefan) and The Emotion Eater. The longest one was TEE by far (I think I got almost 40 pages on before abandoning it) but I don’t think any of the others got past 10 pages </3 whoops.

These were all stories I started very spontaneously, no outline or script or anything, pure spur-of-the-moment inspiration. I thought I was pretty prepared because I had the full plots in my head, but I didn’t know how to execute them at ALL in reality. Setup? Who’s she? Oh, also I was making three of these literally all at the same time which is probably why I got tired and stopped HAHAH taught me a lot about project management Freedom is by far the one I’d like to actually revisit as a comic one day, it was the one I put most effort into (it was digital & full color while the others were done traditionally) and I’m still attached to the story and setting. My Flurry…

I won’t share the others in full here because they make no sense even if I were to try and explain what’s going on LOL, but here are all the pages of Freedom! (Drawn in 2019 and 2020 I believe) (you gotta click em to read)

I hadn’t even read comics at ALL this point aside from like, one or two issues of Bone, I didn’t know what was convention and I think it shows through the questionable page layouts, speech bubbles, flow etc… things are also moving so fast hahaha.

Formatting and writing wise these suck booty… but tbh I think they’re so cute anyways TwT <3 younger me was trying her best!! And I think it’s clear how much I liked these characters and drawing them… I really like looking at my old art of Flurry it’s like seeing baby pictures

Here are a few pages of Sightless, the best quality scans I have actually LMAO (I can’t believe I was subjecting my friends to this and didn’t realize /lh)

The “I’m a they” KILLS ME oh my goodness LOL

I don’t have any pages of TEE or UE easily accessible unfortunately, I’ll have to look through my old sketchbooks and see if I can find em sometime…

Anyways! Nice little trip down memory lane… I really have been wanting to make comics for quite a long time huh… I’m doing it now and even better than before! Younger Flurry can you hear me…

[mer-acle]

i mean, if you wanted to have a convenient way for Greek mythology to still exist, you could just use the roman names of each god. The Romans liked to yoink gods from the religions of people they conquered cuz syncretism, and they were functionally the same people with slight changes to their myths and different names. (The planets were also named after the roman gods because being a nerd is basically a scientists job description, of course they're gonna give the planets nerdy names :]) So you just have the characters relating weirdly hard with their roman counterparts. Just "man, mars is just like me fr" coming from ares and whatever

Also, apollos favorite game should be dodgeball (totally not a reference to anything at all ;j)

Me reading the lore list and being like "that was my fault >:3c" on like an 8th of the lore.

Something you gotta know about me is that I go "hehe, let's give these characters a bad time because plot, huehue suffering >:∆c" and then immediately go "nooo they're so saddd :[[ I feel so bad for them :'7 if this guy isn't ok in the next 5 seconds I'm gonna be sad :c" which is why some of my asks inflict suffering and then others are full of joyous whimsy. Or chaos. I have ocs that I don't really talk about (I've wanted to make a blog for them and make refs for artfight, I just haven't gotten around to it cuz busy, rip -n-) and they suffer some stuff (one of them literally dies and then necromancy happens {they're also based upon a plushie that I have In a bookcase, it's a dinoglows stegosaurus and the reason for the necromancy is cuz they're reversible and one side has bones that glow in the dark, so yeah. Picture one of those but anthro and that's my girl petrichor]) but I give them a good time a lot of the time too, and I sometimes go "hmm, here's the 'everything is fine actually' au, where they don't have a bad time at all." Or just make aus for fun like a modern/human au :) I just microwave them in my brain constantly and imagine animatics to songs I like that I'll never make cuz I don't have time. (Honestly my characters are probably having a better time than I am for like 90% of the time, because I am having a bad time most of the time, and their world is escapism for me so I make things genuinely nice for them and go "gods I wish that was me". Honestly I spent more time worldbuilding and applying things to their character than actually thinking about any form of plot. I'm going, "so the land is laid out like this, and there's a city here with this kinda architecture. Here's a magic system. Here's how the afterlife works. Oo societal expectations and junk. Here's how the language would evolve because while the story is told in English canonically that doesn't exist. This character dresses in this style and their theme music would include the guitar because they play guitar. That character is very brave, and yet scared of bugs, but their partner likes bugs and rambles about them a lot, but they feel too awkward to say anything" kinda stuff. I started thinking about genetics {cuz I wanted to include dragons but my brain went, "they need to have a way to logically exist within the environment actually"} before I started thinking about a plot that made sense. If I ever wrote an actual story with my guys it would probably be a slice of life, just set in a fantasy world.)

Gods I rambled a lot and most of it isn't related to your blog in any way I'm sorry ':D. I'm going insane :∆ anyway have a nice day, go hydrate or something

-🌻

I thought about that too :D I like the idea of a scene where Athena is reading from a book about Roman Mythology and they just go "so he's like Dad", "Ath, that's literally just you"

hehehe

haha yeah you are very responsible for the lore XD

hahah you are nicer than me XD I have no remorse for my characters. (besides Pallas I felt genuinely bad for killing her off)

Genuinely, coming from a dinosaur plushie might just be the best OC origin story I have ever heard can we be friends? That is so fucking cool.

I just microwave them in my brain constantly and imagine animatics to songs I like that I'll never make cuz I don't have time. // ow stop too real. My brain's been playing a SilentWars Animatic to Citizen Soldier Let it burn for days now and i cannot make it actually.

Ooh you're very Tolkien coded /pos I do love worldbuilding too. You can put it in nice lil lore documents and tables and everything looks nice :D

No no that was super fun :D (also good day to answer this, it's like almost midnight and I drank like three cups of tea and one glass of water all day lol I am better at this usually i swear)

have a nice dayyy xx

[the-ultimate-pie-family]

Vanity encounter with the pies part 2

~we left off where blood was at new realm~

Vanity, why don't you practice your god magic because I don't have another god to practice with? Well, you do now prepare yourself. "Vanity decked blood." Oh, what is your jaw made of? Bones, duh. "Blood spitted out a couple of his teeth," really vanity. I just got my teeth healed up. awww is the little god crying, hahaha? "Vanity laughed, then felt a sharp pain in her chest." w-what..... rule one never lose focus oooo I feel a spine "Vanity screamed in pain, pulsing blood away as Vanity healed herself" healing works wonders huh my lady? "Blood vanished behind her, but Vanity was quick as she swong she tripped blood with her tail curb stomping blood to the ground." Had enough, never im just getting started, Vanity."Blood and Vanity fought for hours nonstop till they couldn't move or get up" had......enough blood?....... never "Vanity and blood got up beraly standing" ugh...... "Vanity groaned in pain," bring it blood "as they both swong, they both passed out"

~a few hours went by Vanity woken up from kids playing~

Where am I? "Vanity looked around room.huh?My office blood did a number on you, but you healed fantastically. Where's blood at getting his 20 kids ready for school he'll be in soon it's fine. I'll find him. "Vanity opened the door surprisingly, seeing blood in front of the door. Oh, hi? Is that all you gonna say, my lady? "Vanity blushed a little punching blood shoulder playfully fuck off blood. So, round two, I see then, hahah. I'll show you a round two punk and then bring it on sugar, but my kids come first they go to school, then round two deal? Deal. Ok, kids' school now, "blood winked at Vanity as he walked downstairs." See you for round two, Vanity, hahaha. "Vanity chuckled, cracking her claws. " I'll be waiting

Mod pie: my apologies blood is a odd one he fucks with anyone who can handle is love even though it's odd love blood loves everything but he doesn't know how to show the right love so he fucks with anyone who can handle it

Tag: for @vanitythevantropist

[perseyhandmaiden]

5:17pm On her way out for the evening Nova starts feeling tense. She had a really hard day at work, and she also noticed a strange smell in her apartment... and she's anxious about calling the landlord again. On the plus side, she's still feeling confident from getting that promotion. Changing out of work clothes into something more playful helps Nova relax a little, and of course her genius keeping her focused.

5:38pm Nova calls her acquaintance Hiroshi to come over and hang with her. Hiroshi seems like a friendly sim and it wouldn't hurt to get to know him, would it? *Goal be funny or friendly to Hiroshi.

6:05pm Nova wants to order some produce while waiting for Hiroshi, but they closed the shop immediately, right in her face!

When you gotta go, you gotta go!

6:09 N: Hiroshi, do you know about the food stall hours? I just tried to get something but, they closed up immediately. H: Oh I don't know, I get my groceries delivered. N: Grocery delivery... that's a great idea!

6:39pm While chatting, Akira sits with Nova and Hiroshi, Nova's starting to feel the weight of her hard work day, that Nova can't help but shout swear words about work to the guys. Both are a bit shocked, but say nothing. N: It's just this guy at work, he's been terrorizing me and I'm just stressed from working to the bone. H: It's ok, I understand that. Hiroshi is feeling energized, it might be good to connect on that somehow.

N: So Hiroshi, you keep fit, what is your secret? Is it boxing? H: Yes I do love boxing! I also play baseball, and watch sports on TV. I always make fun of the announcers: "Lalala that's a good play lalala he missed that one" hahah N: Haha, you're right they do sound like that. H: Yeah so I mostly will play any sport. It's one of my hobbies. N: I can't even think about playing sports in this heat, I'm used to working inside air condition. It's the one good thing about the job.

Nova pleads with herself internally, "Please, try and think of something nicer than that."

N: Ok, fun question! What's something you like that others might consider trash? H: Well, I don't necessarily agree, but people think I'm trashy because I'm a little self-absorbed. I think they would be too, if they were me. N: Well I think you're pretty great. At least as short as I've known you, you seem really cool. Do you drive? H: No, I'd ride a llama around if I could but it's not allowed. Instead I just take public transit. N: That's so neat, very eco friendly. I knew I was right about you.

N: Hiroshi, do you know Akira? H: I think he drives a sports car A: "Yeah, right! I ride a sea monster…" H: The game MySims Racing has a sports car in it, which I think would be perfect for you. N: Last time we played games we had a good time, didn't we Akira? A: Yeah, we did have fun then, didn't we. H: I propose that we have a gaming session together. I'll race all of you guys, I'm very competitive! N: Put your money where your mouth is, if you think your strategy can beat mine or Akira's. A: Yeah, do you even know where we work? N "cringe when Akira brings up work" Work is so not fun to talk about, I can't even relax! Today was very stressful. A: Yikes! Well I think you handled it well, and that you can kick back with us and enjoy what's left of the night. H: Absolutely, just switch off your phone's notifications and we will help you keep your mind off work for the night. A: Think about anything you have to do tomorrow, tomorrow.

8:28pm Night Owl +1 Boost to Confident N: I do know I need some groceries. Let me get some from this vendor and then we can go up to my apartment and play some racing. H: That sounds great. A: I'm in!

The market had fruit and vegetables. Nova bought some Apples, some Tomatoes and it cost her over $100 Thanks for purchasing!

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Anyone else think Grell will be in this new arc and just fucking die?? Any one else hahaha? No just me hahah IM SO EFING SCARED FOR HER I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES 😭😭