#digital id in every country

[littleobelia]

Why was it 20aud though. I don't even pay that much to starving artists on bandcamp

[norrizzandpia]

So American (OB38)

Summary: To the song So American by Olivia Rodrigo. In which a Brit and an American fall so deeply in love with each other.

Warnings: suggestive scenes, language, so much fluff omg, reader is from America (specifically California), reader wants to be a writer and loves Jane Austen, reader loves London, idk if you can tell yet but this is HEAVILY indulgent, reader goes to University of San Francisco (that part is not self indulgent lol)

Note: I couldn��t help myself ive had this idea for too long, my debut Ollie Bearman fic! I hope you like it because i do 🤭

Eighteen and baby-faced, Y/n thought her trip to London with her best friends would be fun and outrageous. She expected when they touched down in Heathrow that the trip would bring countless amounts of unique memories. It was part of their celebration of completion in their first year in college, a week-long trip to one of their favorite places to welcome the desperately needed summer.

None of them expected for Y/n to slam into a tall body when they were running to a musical before the doors closed and none of them expected that tall body to be that of another eighteen year old who found the short, American girl too cute to tear his eyes away from.

Ollie hadn’t been expecting much when he decided to take a day trip into London, wanting to spend the day wandering around one of his favorite cities. Though, when his eyes graced him the vision of y/h/c hair and a flushed girl frazzled in front of him, he knew it would be one to remember.

She was short, almost too short as his neck craned down to meet her eyes and the two murmured out apologies as he knelt down to pick up her bag that had dropped when they both rounded the same corner too fast.

Her ID slipped out, California’s name in bold letters right at the top and made Ollie laugh.

”American?” He smiled as Y/n’s friends glanced at each other from the side.

Y/n grinned, “Yep, American.”

Part of him knew getting into business with someone who lived on another continent couldn’t be smart, but he couldn’t bear to think of not seeing her again. Her beauty struck him and there were no thoughts in his mind when he asked for her number when she mumbled something about having to leave.

Y/n’s wide eyes turned around to meet his once more, “My number?”

Ollie nodded, his hand in his pocket and clutching his phone, “Your number.”

Her friends behind her giggled before shoving her toward the British boy who they had no idea was not your average or normal eighteen year old. Y/n took his phone lightly and pressed the correct digits. When she returned it, her name staring back at him, he blushed, “Y/n. That’s cute.”

Her cheeks warmed just like his as her friends began tugging on her hand and yelling about making the showtime, “What’s your name?!” She yelled as they dragged her away.

He waved with a beam, “Ollie!”

Ollie. That’s cute.

—

That summer, Y/n never went back to California. The moment she began talking with Ollie and he began taking her out on dates before she was supposed to leave, she knew there would be no way she could leave him. She canceled her flight back after Ollie had begged her to stay, and told her friends they needed to go back without her, that there was something more she needed to explore in London.

The girls had anticipated it, honestly. When they had seen the dazed grin on their friend’s face every time she came back from seeing the boy, they knew there was not enough willpower to hold her back from changing plans.

She would come back for the next school year, but it was clear if things went well, which they seemed they would be, she would stay for the summer.

And that she did.

Ollie forced her around all of England, showing her his favorite nooks and crannies of the country he grew up in. They would spend hours in his car as he drove her around, to the end of the country and back, just so she could experience his favorite view too. Their moments spent together forced the two to get to know each other wholly. Y/n found out about his racing career, gaped at him when he mentioned his Formula 1 race, and Ollie found out about her mundane life as a student at University of San Francisco. Honestly, he loved how regular she was. He craved her stories of college parties and nights spent up until three AM trying to turn in a paper. He loved her life stories. She loved his. They made for a good duo.

When the end of the two months drew near, tears were shed and words of distance were stressed. As they stood at the entrance to Heathrow, Ollie held Y/n in his arms and promised to find another time for her to come visit him, or one where he would come visit her. He was insistent and while they wouldn’t say it then, they were already in love.

That proved true a few months later, after calls and texts back and forth, when Y/n turned up at Heathrow once more. She was on Christmas break, one that granted her time to see her boyfriend, and while her family had been supportive of her skipping the holiday to go see someone that clearly made her so happy, she still felt a bit guilty to cancel. Though, that feeling diminished when she descended down the escalator and found Ollie holding a large sign with her name on it in pinks and greens, a large smile on his face as she yelped out and sprinted toward him.

“OLLIE!” Her bags dropped and she flew into his arms as he yelled her name back, the sign he had worked so hard on thrown to the floor the moment she got close.

He kissed her cheek and the two were looked upon adoringly by bystanders in the airport as he gently set her down on the ground, kissing her softly and whispering how much he had missed her.

When he led her out of the doors, all her belongings in his hands, they smiled brightly at each other as if to confirm how much they would make this month worth their while.

—

Drivin’ on the right-side road, he says I’m pretty wearin’ his clothes. And he's got hands that make hell seem cold. Feet on the dashboard, he’s like a poem I wish I wrote. I wish I wrote.

Ollie clutched Y/n’s thigh as he drove to their favorite spot, one he had shown her during the summer. Her head lulled to the side, staring at him lightly and lovingly right when he glanced at her, his eyes roaming over her body.

Her eyebrows pulled together, “What?”

He smirked, “You look pretty wearing my clothes.” His fingers traced up her stomach to tug on his sweatshirt that adorned her upper body. The way it draped largely over her made his heart warm and how she had the hood pulled up over her messy hair made him want to pull the car over and kiss her silly.

She looked cozy. Cozy enough that his hand traveled under the material to rest around her waist. His warm hands made her feel more sleepy, the clock in the car reading a time too early, as she cuddled further into herself. Ollie noticed the yawn that drew from her and smiled to himself, his eyes averting back to the lonely road they were on.

“Can I put my feet on the dash?” She murmured, eyes closing and head tucking further into his sweatshirt.

Ollie patted her leg, “Sure, baby. I’ll wake you up when we’re there.”

He turned the music down enough for her to find sleep again and when her phone pinged beside him, he glanced down randomly. His head had snapped back up before he could genuinely realize the notification he had seen. When it dawned on him what he might’ve seen, his eyes drifted down once more and tapped the screen to see it again.

A notification from In-n-Out stayed put on her screen and he stifled a laugh before whispering, “Oh, she’s so American.”

—

And he laughs at all my jokes and he says I’m so American. Oh God, it’s just not fair of him to make me feel this much. I’ll go anywhere he goes and he says I’m so American. Oh God, I’m gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up. I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love.

Ollie howled from laughter as Y/n giggled, her joke going over better than she expected. She knew it was funny, but she didn’t think the red in his face from not breathing was necessary. Still, she admired the way he admired her and went along with his hysterics. When his breathing regulated and his hunched over position came back to a seated one on the cold bench in Hyde Park, her stares were finally noticed by him.

”What?” He asked, arm wrapping around her shoulder as he shoved a piece of croissant in his mouth. He offered the last piece to Y/n and she took it, murmuring before putting it in her mouth, “Nothing. You just think I’m funny.”

Ollie’s eyebrows rose and he blew out a breath, “I think you’re hilarious.”

”I wonder how much you’ll laugh with me when you’re wasted.” Y/n’s head cocked to the side as she lost herself to thoughts.

Ollie giggled, “Probably an annoying amount when I’m pissed.”

Y/n’s jaw dropped in horror, “Not when you’re pissed! Don’t pee yourself!”

The couple turned to each other in confusion, Ollie fully taken aback, “Who said anything about peeing themselves?!”

Y/n jabbed a finger into his chest, “You did!”

Ollie pushed her softly, his hand on her waist drawing her back to him, “No, I didn’t!”

Her head fell into his chest in a fit of laughter, “Yes! I was talking about getting drunk and then you just brought up pissing yourself!”

In a moment of realization, Ollie found himself howling with laughter again. His hands clutched her frozen ones in the midst of winter before he got out, “It means the same thing! Wasted and pissed! Drunk!”

Her mouth fell open as she began to understand. Then, she pulled a face, “Why would you British people say pissed? That’s weird.”

Ollie gasped with a smile, “Hey! Don’t be rude.”

She crossed her arms, “You’re the one that insinuated peeing yourself.”

Ollie groaned and scrambled from the seat, running away from her with loud laughter, “Get away from me, American!”

She got up, rushing after him, with strangers giving them questionable looks as they began running through the bushes and trees of Hyde Park,

As she followed after him, his smile getting caught in her mind, she realized she had never felt this way about anyone. Sure, she had had guys in the past, but none of them compared to Ollie. The time they spent together, whether over the phone or in the actual presence of the other, always left her with a fuzzy feeling. A fuzzy feeling she always wanted to feel. The idea of forever was premature, but she was beginning to believe she was in love with the boy running away from her and jokingly berating her for being American. If she was in love, why not entertain the idea of marriage in her daydreams?

When she reached him, falling into his arms roughly with continued giggles, he leaned in and kissed her softly. The look in Ollie’s eyes when he pulled back made her think he might just be in love with her too.

Maybe they could entertain the idea of marriage in their daydreams together.

—

God, I’m so boring and I’m so rude. Can’t have a conversation if it’s not all about you; the way you dress and the books you read. I really love my bed, but, man, it's hard to sleep when he’s with me, when he’s with me.

Y/n brushed her teeth in the white of Ollie’s bathroom, his parents having generously let her stay in their home during her stay for Christmas. Her best friend, Charlotte, stared back at her from the phone. Their FaceTime had just started and Y/n hadn’t waited to say any greetings before jumping into rambling about Ollie.

”Charlotte, I’m so obsessed with him. I think it’s unhealthy.” She laughed, Charlotte laughing with her. Ollie eavesdropped on the other side of the door. “He’s so sweet and attentive. He remembers all the little things and even suggests things he thinks I’ll love. Which I always do. The other day, we were walking around Sussex and he saw this small book in a window and forced me into the shop. Turns out he had found a Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice First Edition. He told me he remembered how much I loved that movie and that storyline. He even referenced exact sentences that I had said in the midst of my rant about how much I love Jane Austen books. I looked at the price tag, holy shit, Char, it was so expensive. I made him leave the store immediately because the look on his face told me he needed no convincing in buying it for me. I thought I was in the clear, but apparently he’s friends with the owner of that store, so he went in early the morning after, while I was still asleep, and bought it for me. He surprised me with it along with breakfast in bed. I almost cried, Char. He’s even started reading it with me because he knows how much I love it.”

Charlotte’s eyes twinkled at the look on her friend’s face. Charlotte loved Ollie for the way he treated Y/n. “That is fucking insane. This man is in love with you, Y/n.”

Ollie’s heart exploded in his chest from the other side of the door. He had been caught.

Y/n’s whispering was loud enough for him to hear, “I think I’m in love with him too. I can’t get over his smile and his favorite pair of shoes that he most definitely needs to repurchase. I love his humor and how much he wants to make me happy. I love how he makes me feel so wanted and important. I love everything about him from his ratty Ferrari sweatshirt to the moles on his cheek.”

Ollie almost started giggling, jumping up and down like a schoolgirl, at her confession. He was ecstatic. This feeling was better than when he scored points in his first Formula 1 race. Yet, he didn’t want to let her know he knew yet. He wanted to plan something, something big that would show how serious he was about her.

The two friends hung up the phone after Y/n realized what time it was and rattled off to Charlotte about Ollie waiting for her in bed. Charlotte tried not to point out the suggestive nature of her statement, but she failed. “Use protection!” She yelped just as the phone hung up. Y/n stood in the threshold to Ollie’s bedroom, him staring back at her as the two took in Charlotte’s warning.

Ollie flopped down into the sheets, Y/n falling right into his arms. He kissed her neck and whispered, “She doesn’t need to worry. We will.”

They wouldn’t end up falling asleep until far into the night.

—

I apologize if it’s a little too much, just a little too soon, but if the conversation ever were to come up I don’t want to assume this stuff. But, ain’t it love? I think I’m in love.

Ollie couldn’t wait to tell her. Let her know that he felt the same way. And Y/n couldn’t wait to tell him about her most favorite idea, one she had come up in the wake of telling her best friend how much she loved her boyfriend. Neither of them knew the other had something so serious to discuss as they drove down the quiet street. Ollie had shoved her in the car, telling her he was taking her to a picnic under the stars. He threw his coat over her, taking his other for himself, and drove the few minutes before arriving at the open grass area near his house. He helped her out of the car, leading her to the trunk to get the box of food his mother had helped him make in preparation for this, and found a perfect spot with the clearest view of the sky.

The cold, winter air made them curl into each other, creating the perfect amount of warmth to stay. Y/n didn’t know how to breach her topic as they popped spoonfuls of soup into their mouths. Ollie beat her to it.

“Can I tell you something?” He whispered, finding her soft eyes.

She nodded, “Of course, baby.”

He sighed, putting his soup off to the side and trying to rid his body of unnecessary nerves. He knew she felt the same. Still, his hands shook slightly, not from the cold, “You have completely wrecked my life. You were so unexpected and not something I was ever anticipating, but I am so happy you fell into my life, Y/n. I will always look back on that moment at that random corner in London with so much love because��” He took a deep breath, “I love you and that was the start of you and me.”

Y/n’s face beamed and she set her soup down, throwing herself into Ollie. He fell backward, the two falling into a heap of limbs on the blanket below them. She kissed his face all over with sloppy, lovesick kisses, “Ollie! I love you too!”

He would never get over how her voice sounded whenever she said his name. Sure, she had said it in annoyed manners before when he had ticked her off, but, even then, he loved the way her accent sounded around the syllables. Never did he think he would be putting American accents first before British ones on his list of most beloved accents. Though, he was beginning to find that her smiling face was getting him to do a lot of crazy things lately. Like, buying a book worth thousands of dollars and reading it along with her. Chilling.

She tapped the back of his palms before tugging lightly on his fingers, “I have something to run past you.”

He nodded, pulling her between his legs and stroking her back. She let her legs wrap around his waist as they continued to sit on the blanket, “You know how much I want to be a writer? The reason why I’m studying English and everything?”

Ollie continued nodding, tilting his head as to tell her he had no clue where this was going.

She cleared it up quickly, however, when she nervously rambled, “What if I transferred to a UK university?”

Ollie’s heart almost flew from his chest, “Like, move here?”

She gave a small smile, “Yeah. I mean, I’ve always wanted to move here and study here. I love it here. But, now,” She kissed his lips, “I have more of a reason to. Would that be something you’d be okay with?”

He scoffed, “Would that be something I’d be okay with?! Fuck, yeah! Oh my God, Y/n, please move here. Holy shit, move here.” He begged with the cheekiest grin on his face.

She laughed, “Okay, okay. I still have to be accepted, but I have good chances with my grades and everything.”

Ollie shook her body lightly, “No, you’ll be accepted. If I start a manifestation journal specifically for this, would you judge me?”

Y/n cackled, “No, go right ahead. Tap into that spiritual force, Bearman.”

He kissed her hard, happy it seemed to work out for them. God, he wanted it to work out for them so bad.

—

And he laughs at all my jokes and he says I’m so American. Oh God, it’s just not fair of him to make me feel this much. I’ll go anywhere he goes and he says I’m so American. Oh God, I’m gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up. I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love.

ONE YEAR LATER

Y/n walked down the street to her dorm, a quizzical look etched into her face as she rounded the corner and ran into a hard body. Her eyes found his familiar ones from her position below him and his smile welcomed her home after a long day.

Ollie laughed, “We have got to stop meeting like this.”

She tucked herself under his arm as they began walking, “You just need to stop walking so fast.”

He laughed at her comment before leaning down and kissing her cheek, “How was your day?”

She groaned, “So long. English in a UK university is much more in depth than I was expecting. It puts American colleges to shame. Plus, for lunch, the waiter screwed up my order.”

Ollie frowned, “Oh, no. What’d they mess up?”

Y/n gave him a sad smile, “I asked for chips with my sandwich and they gave me French fries.”

There was silence before Ollie shook his head with a soft smile, “Baby, French fries are chips here.”

She stopped dead in her tracks, “What do you mean?”

He playfully rolled his eyes, “No one says French fries here. If you want that, it’s chips.”

She stood in front of him in a stance that suggested this was an outrage. He chuckled at her, “Then, what do I say if I want chips?!”

He pushed her hair away from her face lovingly, “Crisps, love.”

She huffed and turned away, walking down the sidewalk before he quickly caught up with her. She grumbled from under his arm, “You need to teach me these crazy discrepancies.”

Ollie nodded and kissed her hair, “It’s not my fault you’re so American, but sure, I will. We can start now.”

Apparently, that sufficed for her as she let out an agreeing noise, “Yeah, so where are we going for this date.”

He put his finger to his lips and shushed her, “No, it’s a surprise.”

Her mind loved the fact that he was so obsessed with planning their outings by himself. She loved how much he initiated everything. She had never felt so taken care of. She always envied the girls loved wholly by their boyfriends and now she had that for herself. There would be no day that would come that she took advantage of the boy she fell in love with two summers ago.

She shrugged, “You better be happy I trust you so much, I’d follow you into a dark cave without any questions.”

Ollie squeezed her, “I mean, I follow you anywhere you go, so if you’re not going into that cave, I’m not either.”

He pulled her down the stairs to the Tube as he slipped her backpack off her body and onto his. She kissed him in appreciation, “So, it’s settled. No dark caves.”

Ollie shook his head and led her to the place they needed to be. He held her hand tightly as they weaved through the crowds, his head flicking behind him to check on her frequently before just pushing her in front of him, his hands around her waist as he steered her.

When they got to their platform, he added his last thought to their conversation, “We need to get married first before wandering into dangerous caves.”

He said it so nonchalantly, it made her fall in love with him more. And when he met her eyes after he was met with silence, he found overwhelming joy within them.

He kissed her in the midst of the chaos underground, his hands cradling her face and hers loosely around his waist. They were a sight for sore eyes, but no one saw them in the midst of their special moment.

It was just for themselves and would be referred back to in the coming years as the moment where their forever really started.

Bloody hell, they were so in love.

[marietheran]

Panem Dashboard Simulator

(mostly Capitol + a few rebels tbh because who in the Districts has free internet access?)

👠 fashio-capitol-nista follow

I can't believe I just saw Perpetua in a yellow(!!!) maxi(!!!) dress. With feathers(!!!)

Honestly, we should just banish people to the districts for three absolute violations in one article of clothing. And - a maxi dress! No one's been wearing them since spring at least!

(Do you think she was trying to achieve something? So many things wrong could only have been purposeful...)

💎shimerring-gem1 follow

who's even named perpetua?????? is that a name?????

I do'nt think anyone was ever named that lolllll

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They're all such idiots tbh, her mother's hair is going gray and the woman's doing nothing about it. She probably thought it - xddd - pretty - to call her daughter rhat! Once I heard Pep explain to someone that it means "forever" or something, who even cares, but she's like that.

I mean - yellow! In Spring 2312!

💮 trying-to-be-a-voice-of-reason-here follow

Maybe she just doesn't care about every single fashion change?

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Here's someone to block y'all!

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Now with the games approaching, we're probably going to see an uptick in those rebel idiots complaining about imagined ethics ugh

🤍leiiii follow

You cannot force children to fight to the death and complain that people say it's evil

🧜merbitch follow

would you prefer millions of children die in literal wars??? you people pretend you're so high and righteous but you only care for that single 24 and no one else, because it suits your propaganda purposes!

🍭 quintiasquee follow

besides those kids get to experience the luxuries of the capitol so on the whole they're actually better off for it haven't you seen the transmissions of the reapings?? they fight for the chance to compete!

#I mean I know people *here* who would gladly take part if they could #it's a honor for them but ofc you don't *really* care

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omx I hate the commercialisation of the games though

#it's sick that whether someone lives or dies is decided by how well they present on camera #it's a death game for goodness sake what can you not understand #saltierthanpretzels

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Didd you just see the district 12 tributes!!!!????

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omx, YES!

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I did not have "the D12 tributes actually have good costumes" on my bingo for this year!!!!

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Peeta needs to win this I wanna marry him

#if only I had more money I would totally sponsor him #but I'm saving for a Dom Meren tote bag ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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do you wanna hold my hand as we ride a flaming chariot into glorious battle?

#i would die.... #ahhhh to be her...

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Peeta is in love with Katniss???!!!!!!!

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

👑totallyqn follow

You broke my heart just now 💔💔💔💔

#I am totally cheering for that bitch to die in the cornucopia #and tbh I don't care about Peeta either anymore #*chants* Marvel Marvel Marvel

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You know what, after Rue's death I don't know if I want to watch anymore... I feel sick. Idk but after I saw her... and the flowers... and then the shop windows with children's clothes and roses. It feels as if she was just like all the children here.

Edit: please stop sending me anon hate

Edit: death threats, really?

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Did they just change the rules of the freaking GAMES

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I'm telling you this will be the end of our country.

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and good riddance to it!

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can you report for sedition on tumblr

#i need to know #we've digital ids that the gov knows right

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[faeriekit]

How to get a library card: the whole process.

Call your local library. Ask them how to get one.

Do what they tell you

The end.

...Okay I'm kidding.

Call your local library. Every library will have its own restrictions, so make sure that you double check with the library that you are in their service area and ask how to confirm such when you go in.

They usually ask you for documents, such as proof that you're a real human and proof that you live/work/are educated in their service area. This usually means going in with your driver's license, and if you're new in town, going in with a license plus your water bill/cell bill/electricity bill/rental agreement/credit bill to prove that you're paying something official at this address in town. If you're from out of the country but living here, that means whatever paper you need to prove you're tied to an address here plus your passport. Doesn't matter if it's foreign. It's from your government. It counts. If you're going to school/working, you might need to bring in a work id or school id, or even a bill or pay stub.

BUT you may be able to fill out half the paperwork online. This is why you call ahead to find out if they have a digital form on their website. This saves you from filling out the paper form in person.

You go in and fill out the paper form/confirm you did it digitally and show off your documents. Usually they just slap a card on the table right then HOWEVER:

Sometimes public libraries cost money for their cards. I consider this highway robbery. You may qualify for a card in a different service area, so don't immediately fork over $60 bucks or whatever they're asking without checking other libraries around you.

You might qualify for cards for more than one library, see above; some college libraries will let locals make cards, and some public libraries will let you make cards if you go to school or work in the area.

Yes, you can email your library instead of call, but we can guide you over the phone a lot faster than we can by email, and honestly, the immediate response of a phone is going to be way faster than trying to email us.

Sometimes there are other, secret fees, like charging you to borrow only certain items and not others. This has never made sense to me.

There may be other secrets your library card may offer you, such as ebooks or shows through libby/hoopla, museum passes, kits, and more! Ask what other services your library card offers you while you're at the desk!

There have been libraries giving out free cards to teens and those in censorship-affected areas in recent years. Keep an eye out for people who are advertising such online and follow up with that library following steps 1-3

Happy reading, happy listening, and happy visiting! Remember: read banned books, and don't talk to cops!

[cepheusgalaxy]

happy sts!

yap to me about the oc that’s currently on your mind right now! give me silly facts, interesting tidbits, anything!

and have a lovely day ✨

OH

happy sts!

the oc that's currently on my mind--to be honest my thoughts are divided between totsuka and dimitri from completely different wips (mostly because ive been in a drawing mood and i rlly want to settle on a design for both of them)

Totsuka is, well, sort of a princess? She's the youngest child of a nobleman (he has one wife and *checks notes* seven consorts) in a fantasy world (her country is inspired by feudal japan) and her story is basically a mess but let's set that aside. She is a magic user and in my setting every user has an inertia--there are four (?) elements, and an experient magician shouldn't have much difficulty switching from one to another. The magic you use is based off the element your internal cycle is in, and if you don't actively choose one, it usually settles for one on its own (aka your default element, which we call the inertia)--and Totsuka's default is fire.

Her personality is mostly based off the Shounen Protagonist archetype! She's not very clever and is quite stubborn and hotheaded and would do anything to protect her friends. She values her own interests and dreams very high--and she also has the charisma to get people on her side. I'm sort of co-writing this one with my brother and he's a huge fan of everything shounen (like that One Piece anime) so a lot of the inspiration comes from there.

We're working on an adventure plot fighting against perhaps an evil empire and throwing some fantasy races here and there--it's not a very fleshed out wip but it'll come together eventually (and I'm not very concerned about that since im focusing on Meine currently) so my biggest frustration rn is her design! She used to have light blue hair (she's probably got some fae ancestors and they have colorful hair so she also does) but now since I decided her inertia is fire, I wanted to communicate that on her appearence so her hair is now a gradient of red and yellow (lemme doodle it real quick)

[ID: Digital doodle of a faceless and thin girl with mid brown skin and long curly hair that starts red at the top and shifts to yellow towards the middle. /end ID.]

I have a notion of her face and hairstyle (subject to change) but her clothes??? I had a red puffy one a while ago but I don't think it suits her because it's way too warm and she travels the world so it'd get too hot and then I made a few other iterations but I also want her design to make lil references to the other protagonist (Olamina) but that's also tricky because *his* county is on subsaharian africa (or the equivalent in the setting) and their cultures are completely different so how would that even work

Yea I'm not very experienced at character design but I like my girl tot a lot

For the other character (from Meine! The wip im currently focusing in!), Dimitri, they were like recently conceptualized but her lore is suprisingly clear to my standards considering she's new. I was having trouble deciding his gender but then i decided to just well... leave it? I don't know their gender. They use all pronouns (she/it/they/he/neos...). She's also a child soldier/living weapon!

(There is one single image i want to base her appearence in but let's forget that one for now lol)

Dimitri starts the story off as a villain (yay!) because it was raised by the villain (a powerful and greedy CEO that wants to steal the powers of some of the main characters that get together in order to stop her) and it's all they've ever known. Later on, she's captured by the protagonists and after a few events (that part is obscure to me tho) he joins their side.

I also really, really like that accidentally I made a paralel between her and one of the mcs, Ceres. Ceres has the power of the Archive (she can copy and store people's powers for later use, with some limitations) and was also raised in an unconventional way. Back when she was around six, her mother gave her away to be the test subject of a project, and Dimitri was also abandoned and taken in by the villain. Dimitri's powers are also similar (the Copycat: he can copy/steal people's powers) and their backstories were just so close to being switched up. Ceres ended up in a pretty warm environment, because the leader of the project she's the subject of is a sweet guy that loves children, while Dimitri is, well, a child soldier. Dimitri's name is also based off the word Demeter, the greek goddess of agriculture. Now, Ceres is, would you guess, the roman name for the same goddess! I named them this way on accident but after I noticed it I'm just. Very happy with these coincidences. I thought of them while my mind was wondering in the direction of a role reversing AU.

I also love living weapons

[torveiglyart]

The more I think about my hobbies and achievements (or lack thereof), the weirder I realize my life is. I had never really thought about some of these things until as of recent, specifically when someone introduced to another as "cool". Like what.

First things first that I've talked about on here is I'm an oboe player. Which is already a kind of "different" instrument to play. And, actually, I've been third chair in the All-District wind ensemble for grades 11-12. So there's that.

Another thing I tend to tell people /if prompted/ is I'm a nationally recognized Scottish Highland dancer. I placed third in the southeast regionals and qualified to perform in Las Vegas along with everyone else who qualified across the country. This one is kinda like my "fun fact" during ice breakers 'cause it's something I know won't be repeated.

I'm a digital artist, as you all know, but I also do traditional art often. A few of my paintings in my portfolio helped me score a spot in NCSU's ID program. Maybe one day I'll scan them and post here.

I'm a singer. This one goes multiple ways as in: HS choir, church choir, musical theatre, and bands. I just like singing and got blessed with a nice voice... I think.

I can bake and decorate very well. As in won a cookie decorating contest at the NC State Fair well. That was a good year for me :). But it's also the perfect ganache every time kind of good. I guess the same can be said about cooking given no meal I've made has gone wrong or tasted bad. I seriously hope it stays that way.

This next one only partially counts because while I'm not /fluent/ by any means, I can somewhat comfortably hold a conversation in a few languages. French, Spanish, Japanese, and, strangely enough, Swahili, are languages I've worked on since uhhhh... I don't know at this point. And I've since added Scottish Gaelic to that list to work on. Languages just fascinate me and I plan to travel A LOT when I get the money to do so.

I do archery in my free time. Often enough I have my own bow and arrows. It’s fun. And last time I went to an actual range I never missed a target which I’m totally bragging here but it’s also just a fun activity to get anger out, you know?

Back to the musical theatre thing, I actually was called back for an audition to enroll at UNCSA, but did not make it. And back in freshman year, I did this whole Society Performers multi-class thing, but cut it short to work on my studies. So while I probably could have gone into theatrics, I don't think that would have been the best choice for me.

An going further back to the instruments, I can also play piano, ukulele, and clarinet, but lessons are those were far fewer than oboe.

Time for the weirder stuff.

I definitely have ADHD, and so does my dad, but we're both undiagnosed so let's just not go there.

I can't whistle or roll my tongue. People always seem really surprised by this one but it's not like I'm in a tiny percentage with that one.

I'm nearsighted in one eye and far sighted in the other, and I also only require one contact lense/prescription. Actually let's call this the whacky section.

I'm allergic to celery. Yes, celery. And only that. Not pollen, not pets, not dust, not even ragweed, but celery. And only when it's raw. Cooked in a dish? Fine. Raw in a salad? Cotton-mouthed and itchy. Not terribly sad about it though.

I can't ride a bike. Like, I know how to in theory, but I just never had a bike growing up. My older sister's always had a flat tire, and by the time my younger brother got one, I was too big to ride it. So I scooter instead :).

I have perfect pitch, as in I hear a pitch, and can tell you the note it is, and can tell you what key a song is originally in and sing it. I would get in trouble a lot as a kid for "picking a fight" with my siblings by telling them, "it actually goes like this," and then changing the key they were singing in. While many find this cool or helpful, unless you're a music student or something, it's actually annoying. The car radio is always a few microtones sharp and there's nothing I can do to make it in tune. My choir teacher would also have me sing the starting pitch for songs, no tuner, which was nerve-wracking.

WOW this was just me ranting (bragging) lol, sorry about that, but hey! Now you know more about me!

If you have any questions or comments, don't be afraid to ask! Or, y'know, do the whole asks thing. I think I changed the icon for that but I'm not sure.

[inbetweenhours]

My gift for @tev-the-random for the @mcytblrholidayexchange :D  This has a  a wip attached as you can see, it was my first draft of your prompt before I settled on the finished design above :] There is a written component I added because I wasn’t sure how to match your prompt well with just art aha.  You had a lot of options and variety :] Also uh, if it wasn't clear this is based on the finale of Season 1 so yknow :v:

[ID: Image 1 is a digital drawing of Empires SMP season 1 Roseblings sat together riding the back of a white dragon high in the clouds. Gem is in front, a tense expression on her face. A baby ender dragon, Violet, is in her lap. Fwhip is sat behind her, looking conflicted down.

Image 2 is a screenshot of the gates of The Crystal Cliffs. Its opacity is low and over it Gem and Fwhip are sketched. gem is closer to the foreground, staring is horror with a purple  barrier of magic above her, protecting her from falling rubble. Violet, a baby ender dragon, is in her arms. In the background Fwhip leans against the gate opening, mask drawn over his mouth.]

The sound was the first thing to reach them. A mighty boom ripping through the air as a warning for what was to come. For many seconds the people of the Crystal Cliffs paused, curious of their neighbours' practices, and turned back to their days. High Wizard Geminitay did much the same as any other citizen. Looking up out the high window of her tower and squinting at the horizon line to the north. Wondering absentminded what trouble her brother has gotten into. She huffed, rolling her eyes and turning away from the darkening skyline back towards her deskwork.

Only moments later she look up to the sound of screams below, and is blown off her chair by the force of her window shattering.

Scrambling to roll behind her desk does little to shield her. Eyes wide and brows furrowed, she watches as her paperwork is blown awry. The Crystal Cliffs are usually safe, even with such explosive neighbours. The Grimlands have never been a threat. She scrambles for her staff, hiking up her skirt with a free hand as she sprints down the stairs of her tower. She pauses when she can, muttering incantation after incantation for protection as the building shakes around her. Tall buildings don’t do well with Grimlands-brand disaster.  She needs to get to low ground, fast.

As she breaches the landing of her home, throwing the doors open, she immediately regrets it. Gasping and swinging her staff in wide strokes to sweep an arcana barrier before her. A chunk of debris shatters on impact, throwing her backwards with the weight, but luckily without injury.

She pushes onward to the steps overlooking the Cliffs, and feels her breath cut short as she does.

Masses of debris are raining through the city. Every man, woman, and child running for their lives, wands raised and luck held close to their chests. A mass of roof disrupts Gems' view, nearly crashing into a student she had seen only days prior. She feels a sickening sense of pride with the speed at which their wand flies up to protect them. 

Then she looks up, gut swirling with dread as she finally takes in the distance. Nauseous black smog rippled over the forest. Grimlands is obscured completely from view, not a roof or wall in sight. It draws something hard to grip her throat.

Her parents are over there. Her brother, and their childhood home. Their parents forge where they played as children. Where Fwhip once burnt his hand and where he first trusted her to cast a spell on him. Not as a prank, but to help. The streets they used to run through, sparklers in hand in celebration of their country’s founding.

The Crystal Cliffs are Gems pride and joy, where she learned and thrived and made something of herself. But The Grimlands was her home. And not a single piece of it can be seen through the smog.  

She blinks, taking a shuddering breath and turning towards her own empire. Her heels click dangerously as she sprints, avoiding debris with light steps and a strong barrier spell over her head. She shouts encouragement to students and citizens alike, corralling them in groups to protect one another. They call to her for guidance.

 “Get to the academy”, she advises in return, authoritative and knowing in all the ways a mentor must be. “It has a lot of room, and together your spells may keep you safe!”

“What about you!” A young girl calls, her braids all twisted up. A new student calls out to her, from Gilded Helianthia if the tan complexion and sunflower embroidered skirt are any indication. Oh how far from home she is.

“I’m your headmaster, I will be fine.” She smiles as honestly as she can. The student nods shakily, and is ushered away by her upperclassmen and the young man that runs the crystal shop.

Gem turns her gaze just slightly to the caved in remains of a roof and various shards near her heels, and winces. Perhaps ran the crystal shop is a more apt description.  

She doesn’t dwell on it much longer, no time for such things. Making a sharp turn for the dragon stables as another chunk of debris disrupts the stone pathways. There's a cry from nearby as it makes contact with the street and Gem tears her eyes away as she spots blood seeping through the cracks of the pathway. 

Gem has never been one for worship, growing up Alatristic. She still refuses to give herself to any god, even seeing the purple of her academy’s uniform peeking from beneath the debris. 

It’s many steps past the atrocity that she succumbs with a heavy heart, and hopes that The Copper King and his vigil is watching.

She hardens her gaze as she meets the stables, beckoning one of the three grand white dragons from their perches with care. They’re curious about the calamity outside, she sees it in their eyes. Violet seems less enthralled and more afraid, half flying from where she had been curled up alongside one of the greater beasts.

“Awe, Violet— come here!” Gem coos, wrapping the hatchling up in her caplet carefully. She flinches, curling over the baby as a crash hits close outside. She hardens her expression, grappling for the mighty white dragon's muzzle and leading it out.

She watches over her kingdom for a long moment, and considers her choice. Citizens running for cover, clammering up the steps of the academy in the distance. She should go to them. They need guidance, they need someone to tell them it will be okay and lead them through these dark spots in the Cliffs' history. That would be the right thing to do, as their leader, as their mentor.

Gem whistles, sprinting towards the gates of the city, away from her people. The great white dragon flying overhead with her call. She points clamouring citizens in the right direction, even as she pushes past them.

And there, at the gate of her empire, Gem feels the air leave her lungs.

Count Fwhip stands, leaned against the walls of the gate, goggles cracked and scarf drawn over his mouth as he coughs. Gem can’t find it in herself to care that he is coated in soot as she runs towards him. She grapples his arms, and drags him away from his post. He stumbles in her hold, coughing  up a storm of soot and smog.

“You’re okay— you’re alive—” Gem stumbles over her word, pulling her brother haphazardly along. “Are you  insane? Of course you're insane— come along quick!”  She rambles scoldingly.

Fwhip manages a wry chuckle, before dissolving into hacking again. “Ah— Gem, my legs hurt. Just— just give me a second—”

“At least you have legs,” She hisses, pulling her brother along despite his stumbling feet and protests. She keeps her eyes up and ahead as she navigates, watching for the great white beast above as it circles, high above the peak of the debris. “Do you have any idea what’s happened? We need to go— now.”

“It wasn’t— it wasn’t meant to explode. I don’t know why it exploded—” Fwhip rambles, wincing as his heels are clipped by pebbles. The shaking of the earth throws him off balance and Gem barely grapples his arm before he hits the fractured rocks beneath them.

The look Fwhip gives her when he looks up solidifies something in her. The desperate shaken smile as he continues to ramble. Incoherent and wild eyed, and she knows this is his fault. This isn’t any random malfunction from any odd project. This was her brother.

Her lips pressed together, and she can see his expression waver, his excuses dwindling as yet another crash echoes amongst the screams. He whips up to look in its direction. Whatever he sees drains any colour left in his skin. Gem doesn’t follow his gaze, keeping her eyes on him as she realises what exactly she is feeling.

Disappointment.

Her lips tremble as she thinks it, and she knows maybe she is also frustrated. Staring down at her brother, who she loves and who she will choose again and again, over and over. Who she will defend the behaviour of to anyone— from Guardian Katherine to The Codfather. Who she has stood by through trial and tribulation, war and alliance. Nothing has made her turn her back on him.

And this is what she gets. An accident that shatters her country, her responsibility. That finally puts her in the crossfire. Maybe it’s karma, for never holding Fwhip back. When he rains explosives upon their enemies, tearing riffs in the land and biting enough to match his bark. 

She remembers something The Copper King had once said to her, at the tail end of a negotiations meeting between their allies. They have a saying in Pixandria, “To hold the fire is  noble, but beware of its burn”. It is meant to warn the countless watchers of the vigil not to burn themselves lighting candles and lanterns, to be careful handling the flames. It has evolved to mean that when handling something dangerous, put yourself before others. Choosing to guard a fire is good, to watch it so it does not get out of hand. But to stand so close to something so dangerous means you will be burned eventually.

Gem had brushed the King off as cordially as she could at the time. She has her own sayings, ones of loyalty and eternity and entirely unconnected from the gods.

She wonders if she had listened at the time if she would still be here in this mess, choosing between her country and her brother. She wonders if it would have changed her choice at all.

It doesn’t now, even if she knows better.

She grabs Fwhip’s shoulder, not speaking as he winces, and draws out her staff. She looks up, hoping that the sky does not crush them in the moments she needs to let down her  protective spell. She draws around them sigils on the ground, and thanks all she knows that Fwhip has given up on speaking. 

Moments later they alight into purple wisps, and find themselves unsteady on the back of the great flying white dragon. Fwhip nearly tumbles off before Gem drags him back by his scarf.

“Thanks,” Fwhip mutters, spitting some remnant of soot from his mouth into the sky below. Gem grimaces, sitting in front of him and looking down over her people.

“Hold on tight,” is all she says, tucking her chin over Violet as she curls up around her neck.

They don’t speak after that. 

Fwhip tried. Asked where they were going, asked what the plan was. Gem didn’t know. For once she didn’t want to be the one with the plan, and didn't want to clean up everyone else's mess.

“Away,” is all she said. Maybe it was her tone, or the dry closed off choke of her throat that gave it away, but Fwhip stayed quiet after that. Barely dared to breathe or cough as they soared away.

Away from their homes, and their responsibilities. From their friends, whatever may have remained of their family. Gem thinks to herself, amongst the expanse of clouds, if her people will be alright. She gave them direction, they are strong together. They will elect a new headmaster soon enough. They surely saw her leave.

Saw her abandon them.

She doesn’t bother asking if there's anything left of Grimlands. Too afraid if she opens her mouth it will only spit anger. She’ll get over it. She knew she would the second she made her choice.

Fwhip is her brother. She would die for him and she knows he would just as easily do the same. She has never claimed to be a selfless person, and she refuses to have guilt for choosing Fwhip over her students. She always would, and they would be fools to think otherwise.

That doesn’t mean she can’t be angry. Can’t be disappointed with the efforts of her defence returned so cruelly. The accidental nature makes it only worse. One day she will let Fwhip explain himself. And maybe that will make it better. Maybe it won’t.

For now she grits her teeth and stares into the blue expanse ahead, Violet in her lap and her brother at her side. She moves forward.

[trendamonium]

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[gender-void-partially-stars]

one of the more harmless (but still very indicative of the broader trend) examples of the usa stubbornly refusing to be like every other country is social security numbers. social security numbers were NOT MEANT TO BE IDENTIFICATION FOR EVERYTHING. they were meant to be for, shocker, only the social security system but because the people are idiots and didnt want a proper national id system the irs said ooh unique number for every citizen we’ll use that and all of a sudden everything needs to know your social security number. and its ass at being a id system because theyre only 9 digits and theres no self referential system to spot fake numbers. even fucking bar codes have that. there’s also no pictures on social security cards. ALSO if you were born before 2011 someone can find out the first three digits of your number just by knowing where you were born

[pupuseriazag]

Im sorry for bringing it up again and Im sorry if im being annoying posting about the election here in my country but I feel its important more people also know about it.

If you read about how bukele got "historical winning numbers" in the polls, I want you to know its bullshit.

Yesterday several voting centers presented irregularities, the one near my house got hit with TWO electricity blackouts, people also reported that even tho they were selected to take care and recieve the votes (a process that happens here every election, a group of people gets selected from their IDs and they are required to take a class to ensure impartiality) when they arrived to the voting center they were told their service was not needed as they already had people working on it (mostly people from bukele's party) some didnt even recieve the permit to be there, even tho they were selected and went to the workshops.

Not only that, the system they "created" to count the votes digitally did not fucking work. The TSE (Supreme Electoral Court) did a test days before and claimed it was "overwhelmingly succesful" while people who were there reported it. Didnt. Fucking. Worked. Yesterday if you revised the TSE website and check how many voted had been counted it would always show how nuevas ideas (bukele's party) was winning by a majority of millions... But in the "how many votes have been counted" would say something like "3/367", people counting voted also reported EVERY nuevas ideas vote was being counted as double.

Usually when a ballot has been scribbled in any way that did not correlate with how it is instructed to vote (mark an X on face of candidate or flag of party) it was counted as a null vote. Well now it turns out as long as you scribbled ANYTHING, insulrs, dicks, horns in bukele's zone it now counted as a valid vote.

Today is 5th of February and the TSE has NOT released a full count of the votes because the system does not work. And yet everyone is already "celebrating" the victory, an inconstitutional, illegal and rigged victory fully cementing El Salvador as having a dicstorship.

[finniestoncrane]

Hey finnie!! Congrats on 1k!!! You deserve it!!!!

I wanted to see if you'd do no 9 for me cause I'm so curious as to who you'd pick. You know me p well by this point but I'll still tell you about myself as if ya didn't >:]

So hey, I'm a mexican-american living in socal, I work full time as a post production assistant transferring every old from of audio and video you can think of to digital and im very passionate about media conservation. I have immigrant parents so the connection to my culture isent that far off- but I grew up in Southern California and it shows. I was diagnosed with schizophrenia when I was a teen but later was rediagnosed with DID, I also have depression and believe I am on the spectrum. I love to draw and watch film when i have the time but mostly i just listen to audiobooks because i can do that at work. I've always had to work a lot, whether it's night shifts at the warehouse, 50+ hour weeks or nightclub gigs after work I'm always doing *something*. The fact that I have to work so much bums me out a Lot and I want to explode the concept of capitalism but that doesnt stop me from taking an absurd amount of pride in being a hard worker, I get it from my dad. I don't sleep very much, people always find it strange but no matter what time I fall asleep I will wake up 4-5 hours later without alarms and still feel well-rested. Like I mentioned I read a LOT cause I do it on the job, my favorite books are true crime and horror (Grady Hendrix is my all time fave author) but I also get through a ton of history books- mainly medical and historys of conflict. I watch movies whenever I get the chance, I love horror!! It's comforting to me. Most of my favorite films are from the 70s. Oh I love getting tattoos and if I had the money for it id get one everyday, I love the feeling a lot. I listen to a lot of different kinds of music, 80s pop and goth, old punk, 60s and 70s rock, oldies, 90s grunge and reggae, 2000s emo, rap and indie, modern industrial goth, old country as well as mariachi, corridos, reggaeton and Mexican rock. Really genuinely love most kinds of music, but my fave is anything I can sing or dance to. Like I said I have DID which is a pretty big part of me but simultaneously so small, after therapy I was able to get to a place where my alters don't really front unless there's an agreement to do so and it's mostly for comfort and healing reasons now but I live most of my life with one or more riding passenger seat if that makes sense? There's always someone I can talk to or ask for advice. My ideal night out is a night dancing at some alternative club or maybe karaoke at a dinky little bar. I also love to go on drives and like going to the beach at night to lay on the sand hearing the water until I get too cold.

I think I included way more than you needed but I'd love to hear who you'd pick and why :> 🖤

🎀 No.9: Ever Fallen In Love With Someone 🎀

tell me a little bit about yourself and i'll give you a rogue pairing a/n: ok this was... this one was difficult because i struggled to decide between two rogues (a variant of Mad Hatter being the other option) but i hope the decision i made was the right one💚 1k milestone info! 🔞minors dni🔞 • kofi • tag: finnie1k

such a noble cause that you work for! and you picked a key word, because harley is deeply attracted in every sense of the word to passion. doesn't matter what it is, if you're truly passionate about it she'll follow suit

heritage and culture is so important to harley too, and her jewish heritage is often overlooked, so she understand the connection and trying to maintain it or even strengthen it. she'd be so keen to share in someone else's culture and maybe even share hers with them

harley is a trained psychologist. she's a doctor. she has a degree. so any mental health issues she's so keen to try and help, without crossing any boundaries of course. she just wants the best for the people she loves and it's in her nature to try and talk through problems and find ways to fix things or make them hurt less

i frequently headcanon harley as someone who loves drawing as a way of relaxing or as an outlet, and i think she would employ a lot of art psychotherapy tactics. most of all, sitting with you and doodling while you draw and chat about your day would make her so happy

she gets hard work. first of all, it's not easy to study to become a psycholgist. second of all, it's not easy to work in one of the more intense asylums. and third of all, wielding a hammer while looking sexy is a herculean task believe it or not. but hey, if you hate capitalism, why not join her in villainy! or better yet, leave the crime to her and you can stay at home doing nothing all day, let her spoil you!

you would get sleep with harley around. she wouldn't be above bonking you on the head to make sure you're well-rested. 4-5 hours isn't enough, she insists on it. by that point she's only just starting to feel like she's spent enough time stroking your arm and watching you snooze, she needs at least another 2 hours on top of that.

true crime and horror are such harley vibes. she seems like she would love a horror movie marathon. the gorier the better for her though, and with some amazing kill scenes! and let's be honest, some 70s horror films have amazing death scenes in them so she can get on board with that

harley has a fair few tattoos, but nothing would make her giddier with sheer excitement and love than getting a matching tattoo (or 17) with you!!

i think harley loves dancing. she's a gymnast, it's pretty close in terms of movement. she probably has immense skills, albeit untrained, in most dance styles. so any kind of music is something she can work with. and karaoke would 100% be up her street, a cheesy love ballad that you can duet on, or the classic "girls just wanna have fun", but screaming it at an insane volume while she laughs with you

it's maybe not the same thing, but harley has harleen riding sidecar with her at all times. it's not always a good thing for her, since they don't share many of the same opinions, but you'd be a good influence on her, and maybe she'd start taking advice from harleen more often

[dailydoseoflhs]

YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL

PAIRINGS; idol!Heeseung x Y/N

GENRE; Fluff, One-shot, Crack

WARNING; (DELUSIONAL AUTHOR) 😂😂

NOTE; Please assumed that Manifesto in Manila already happened. Y/N's pronouns is SHE/HER. Everything happens here is purely fictional.

WORD COUNT; 2k+

SYNOPSIS: Wherein Y/n attended ENHYPEN's first concert in Manila. At the same time, she will be having her JS Prom on March 30. She came up with a brilliant plan.

Manifesto in Manila is one of the show that will go down in ENHYPEN's history book as they sold all three days of their concert. Initially, the group is suppose to have two-day show in the country but due to high demand, they added one more day.

"Y/N!" Her classmate called out

"What is it, Anika?" Y/N asked

"Well, are you not excited? Like the concert is today!" Juliana said

"What's your plan?" Shuvy asked

"I will ask sir on who is my partner and what dance we are going to perform later. I really can't attend the cotillion practice today." Y/N answered

"Don't worry, we got your back girl!" Noreen assured

"Thank you." Y/N replied

It's Friday and luckily every Friday, their school is only up to 11:50 am. She still have the time to prepare herself.

"What is your outfit of the day?" Briana asked

"Well, just going simple. I will wear a white shirt with double collar then a double breasted preppy skirt with straps then with a red necktie." Y/N replied

"Your shoes?" Shas asked agaid

"Mary Jane shoes with ankle lace socks." Y/N answered

"I can picture you, and you look hot." Mary said

"Gay." Y/N said and her friends laugh with her

The time quickly goes by.

Y/N got home and she is welcome with her mother smiling at her. She can see the excitement on her mother's face.

"Ready for later?" Lei asked

"Of course!" Y/N answered

Y/N goes to her room to change her outfit, she already ate her lunch at the school. She grab her black sling bag, she put everything she will need at the concert.

Though, she really want to buy the royalty ticket, she could not because there's a lot of disadvantages to it.

After changing, she grab her printed banner. 'HEESEUNG BE MY PROM DATE ON MARCH 30!' Is what written on her banner. Another banner of her is 'ENHYPEN please watch my graduation!'.

She laugh at her banner, she already know that there is a small chance of them noticing her but she will not lose anything when trying.

"I'm done! Let's go now." Y/N said

She and her mother boards the car, she play the setlist for later. Y/N's excitement is written all over her face. No one can ever top her excitement.

Arriving at the venue, MOA Arena. She waits for her companion to arrive. They agreed to meet up in IKEA.

But before that, she falls in line for her ENGENE membership gift!

"Membership number and ID, please." The staff said

Y/N brings her digital membership code and her ID. She presents it to the staff and the staff give her the present.

Y/N let out a squeal as she got her bias, Lee Heeseung. Another worry off of her shoulder, she will now not worry about trading photocard with others.

"There you are!" Y/N said

"Hi! I'm so excited girl!" Elisha exclaimed

"Me too!" Y/N agreed

The two friends goes around the vicinity to collect freebies while waiting for the showtime.

Y/N shows the banner to Elisha making both of them to laugh. She knew that she will have the smallest chance but chance is a chance.

Oh, how she wish someone is videoing her on how much pure happiness she is displaying. She is curing her inner-child that adores concert and musics.

The two got in into the venue and find their seats. They got the VIP Seated, section 220. The section is a great choice as it is near the extended stage and can see the main stage clearly.

"THIS IS FOR REAL!" Elisha screamed

"I KNOW RIGHT!" Y/N agreed

The two takes pictures and selfies together. Of course, she brought some names with her and pictures it. She sends it to the people.

Not long after, the concert starts. The VCR is showing and fans are screaming at the top of their lungs as if there is no tomorrow.

Y/N and Elisha are also screaming, they would not miss this opportunity to scream like this is their last day on Earth.

ENHYPEN shows up on the stage and cheers erupts more louder than earlier.

Given-Taken, the first show on the setlist. The debut song of ENHYPEN.

Y/N did not notice but her eyes let out a tear, she don't know what kind of tear though. She have been supporting the boys since I-Land days and now she is witnessing them live not via her phone.

It's a dream come true for her.

It feels like home. Scratch that, she is home. Home where she belongs. The same feeling when she saw BTS, SVT and TXT live on stage for the first time.

She knew it was only a parasocial relationship. It's just idols doing their jobs. But something in BTS,SVT, TXT, and ENHYPEN feels different, it's like they are returning their fans' feelings. They are just different from different idols.

This is what home feels like.

Ment, they are doing a ment. Heeseung already comes back to the stage along with the other members.

"Psst, raise your banner. Heeseung is looking this way." The person behind her said

"Okay." Y/N said

Y/N raised her banner and Heeseung notices it.

"Heeseung be my prom date on March 30." Heeseung read out loud on the microphone.

"Oh! We can be your bodyguards!" Sunghoon said

Sunoo and Jay agreed with Sunghoon.

"Of course, I can be your prom date~" Heeseung replied with a killer wink and smile.

Y/N almost fainted on her seat, she got that on video too.

"Girl, you got yourself a date!" Elisha exclaimed

"I know...." Y/N said registering the interaction she had with her bias since I-Land.

Everyone in her section and row congratulates her for winning a life.

[ @/heesmoon ]

I won the life. I'm going to the prom with a date! *Insert video of Heeseung and her interaction.* *Insert the banner picture.*

Not even a solid fifteen minutes, the tweet reaches 2k likes on twitter. The reply section always makes her laugh,

Y/N put her phone back in her bag and continue watching the concert. She will sleep tonight, smiling, giggling, kicking her feet as she had an interaction with her bias. Typical fan behavior.

Y/N raised her another banner and this time the three other members are back then starts recording. It's Jungwon who noticed it.

"Hyung! The same girl is asking if we can attend her graduation." Jungwon said in Korean and let the translator translate it.

"ENHYPEN please watch my graduation." Ni-Ki read out loud

"Congrats on your graduation." Sunoo congratulated

"Tell us the details later." Jake said

Y/N officially died on her seat, just kidding. She posted it on twitter and again her tweet got to 2k likes fast than ever.

"How come you are still alive after that?" The girl on her left asked

"I don't know too, maybe because I still have a prom to attend and a graduation to attend too...." Y/N joked

The concert has come to an end. Y/N cried her eyes out when SHOUT OUT was being performed. And it goes the same to Elisha, the tow comfort each other in a hug. They successfully finished the concert without any problems at all.

They also collected confettis and Elisha got to bring a signed ball home from Jay.

[ Umabot sa Generic Ad yung bato ni Jay, charot HAHAHAHAHAH. ]

"Ms? Are you the one with the banner?" A staff asked

"Yes." Y/N replied

"Follow me." The staff said

"Oh...Okay." Y/N agreed

Y/N bid Elisha goodbye as they part ways. Y/N follows the staff and her heart is beating very fast as if it wants to go out of her chest.

Y/N wipes her happy tears away, she still cannot go over the fact that she witnessed ENHYPEN live even just for one day.

"Wait here." The staff said

Y/N bury her face on her palms.

"Hello." Happee Sy greeted

"OMG! Inang, hello po! Thank you for bring ENHYPEN to the Philippines and for being the best concert organizer in the Philippines." Y/N thanked

"Aw, I know the feels, girl. That is why we deserve this." Happee Sy stated

"What's your name?" Happee Sy asked

"Y/N L/N" Y/N answered

"Well, Y/N today is your lucky day. Heeseung didn't sing Polaroid love to you but you got him to agree to be your prom date." Happee Sy stated

"Thank you. Did Winter and London already went off? I really want to see them." Y/N said

"Yes, there's always next time." Happee Sy sadly replied.

Happee Sy is now following Y/N both personal and fan accounts in twitter. Then the organizer went off as she have two more days to worry about.

"This way, Ms. Y/N." The staff said as he gesture her to go inside the room. Y/N gulped hard, never in her entire life she gulped this hard.

Y/N lucky her, she studied Korean thanks to her aunt who sponsored her Korean lessons. She goes inside to see ENHYPEN standing there, smiling at her.

Her knees almost gives up, she almost melt on the floor.

"1! 2! Connect!" Jungwon said

"Hello we are ENHYPEN!" The rest followed

Never in her life, she thought if seeing ENHYPEN this close.

"H-hi..." Y/N greeted

She really want to dig a hole and hide in it forever after stuttering in front of her idols.

"It's okay! We get that you are nervous and shy." Jake assured

"Thank you." Y/N replied

"Do you speak Korean?" Heeseung asked

"Yes, I took Korean lessons." Y/N answered

The boys let out a breath of relief that they didn't knew they were holding back.

"Congratulations on your graduatiobn! Can you tell us about more of it and the details?" Jay asked

"Of course! On June 30 will be my graduation. You can watch it on youtube live or facebook live or watch it in person." Y/N said

"But what is the school name?" Sunoo asked

"FEU Alabang or Far Eastern University Alabang." Y/N answered

"How about your prom?" Heeseung brought up

"March 30 in Okada Manila at 7pm." Y/N replied

"I can't wait for it!" Ni-Ki exclaimed

"Our first official non-idol friend excluding our friends in Korea." Sunghoon said

Y/N smile at the statement at least they call her their friend.

"Your name is Y/N L/N, right?" Heeseung said

"Yep, that's my name." Y/N confirmed

The group exchanged numbers and social media accounts with Y/N to keep contact with her. After all, she is their new friend now.

Y/N got back to their house, change into her home attire. She flops onto her bed and opens twitter.

She saw her notification, she is blowing up in twitter. A lot of people mentions her saying how lcuky she is to be noticed by ENHYPEN.

Luckily, when the staff picked her up to meet ENHYPEN. It's only Elisha who knew about it.

Y/N told her family and shows the proof, nonetheless her family is veru supportive.

[ Kabaliktaran sa akin eh :( ]

She got added into a group chat named En-friend, it was only them seven and her in the kakaotalk group.

They talked, it was a blooming friendship. A friendship that could last a life time.

March quickly arrived as if it could not wait for the prom.

Y/N opens her kakaotalk to see the guys spamming her.

[ Jungleader: Y/N-ah! Heeseung hyung is on the way there. ]

Y/N is confused. Why is he on the way here? Is he really bringing her to the prom?

[ N/Nthebeauty: What why? Are you serious? @/Heeace? ]

[ Sungvisual: Check dispatch, their live covering his arrival at Incheon. ]

Y/N waste no time but to check the youtube of said network.

They are live, waiting for Heeseung's arrival at the airport. She look at the comment section.

[ user: I wonder where he is going? ]

[ user: Maybe Belift gave them vacation and Hee is going to his vacation. ]

Y/N smile at to her phone, it gives her butterflies knowing the fact that her bias is giving his best.

Meanwhile, at the airport. Heeseung arrived at the airport private entrance not wanting to be mobbed again by medias and fans.

"Why are you doung this? Heeseung?" Sejin asked

"I'm doing this because..." Heeseung knows his answer but he don't know how will his manager react.

"Because you like her?" Sejin continued

"Do you believe in love at first sight, hyung?" Heeseung asked

"Of course, I do. That is why some BTS members are dating someone now." Sejin answered

"Then count me in. Her aura attracted me despite the crowd my eyes could not get off of her. Like she have this magnetic force." Heeseung said

"You are a grown up, you know what to do and what not to do." Sejin assured

"Did you know her bias since I-Land is me. She said that she have been loyal fan of mine. She isn't afraid of telling the truth to me, to us." Heeseung stated

"I can see sincerity and admirstion in her eyes when she talked to you guys back in Febuary." Sejin said

"Let's go, your princess is waiting." Sejin added

Heeseung almost choke on his own salive. He stands up following his Sejin hyung to the check-in counter.

To the medias and fans dismay, Heeseung did not showed up at the airport. They thought that Heeseung already flew somewhere.

[ user: Aw man! I really want to see Heeseung. ]

After awhile, the plane starts to let the passangers board. Heeseung and his team boards the first-class.

He could not wait seeing Y/N. The alone time he only get with Y/N is when the other members are inactive or when the other members could not join their daily video chat.

At the L/N's house, the family prepares different kinds of Filipino dish while Y/N just stare at her phone waiting for Heeseung to contact her.

[ Heeace: Y/Nnie, I'm at the plane now. ]

[ N/Nthebeauty: Thank God, I thought you disappeared! ]

[ Ni-Kithegiant: Noona was very concern of you. She started to spam every one of us asking about you. ]

[ SUNshine: Can vouch for that. ]

Y/N closes her phone as she shakes her head in denial of what the others are saying.

Her phone rings, she look at it. Heeseung is inviting her to a video call and of course she accpeted it.

"Hee! You should rest while in the plane." Y/N scolded

"I'm sorry. But I really wanted to see you!" Heeseung defended himself

"Stop acting like you are not going here and see me." Y/N said

Heeseung chuckles at Y/N's actions and words.

"Y/N, I will be sleeping there. I think your parents already know and my team will be staying at the Okada." Heeseung informed

"Yeah, I know. My family already cooked a lot of Filipino dish for you." Y/N said

"Tell them I said Thank you." Heeseung replied

Hearing her voice and her laugh always brings Heeseung happiness. It always brighten up his day.

Later on, Heeseung and his team arrived at the NAIA Terminal 1. They board the provided black van for them.

"Let's drop Heeseung first and then we settle in." Sejin said

"Okay." Heeseung agreed

Y/N who is resting on her bed hears her mother shouting her name.

"Y/N your beloved guest is here!" Her mother shouted

Y/N sprinted to the living room to see Heeseung in his iconic Thisisneverthat black shit and black cargo pants with his black combat boots.

Heeseung smile at the scene as he see Y/N. The boy make the first move, he hugs her. She was frozen first but returned the hug later on.

"Lovebirds these days." Her father, Jaime said

"Let them be!" Her mother, Lei scolded

Heeseung and Y/N let go of the hug, both have their cheeks in bright red.

"Heeseung-ah, your room is beside Y/N's room. After that, you eat with us." Her mother informed

"Okay, Ms?" Heeseung is confused what to call Y/N's mother.

"Call me auntie." Her mother said

"Thank you, auntie." Heeseung replied

Heeseung brings his stuffs with him and follows Y/N to his bedroom. She opens the door for him revealing his tidy space for the month.

"Can I see your room?" Heeseung asked

"Sure but after you unpack and eat with my parents." Y/N replied

Heeseung unpacks his things with the help of Y/N, he could not help but notice the cute habit of Y/N making sure everything is perfect.

"Thank you for helping me, love." Heeseung said

Y/N cheeks turns red as she heard her nickname, the sight of Y/N blushing make Heeseung smirk.

March 30 came so fast. The two are in Okada. Thanks to Heeseung, Y/N got a whole glam team dedicated to her.

Her silver off-shoulder with strap gown is laid down on the bed. Of course, Heeseung hand-picked his own suit to wear. His black suite and silver tie goes along with her gown.

The hair team curled Y/N's hair and put some flower clips on her hair. While the make-up team decided to go for little make up as Y/N is already beautiful.

The time quickly went by and Y/N is already in her attire, same goes for Heeseung.

Heeseung waits for Y/N to go out of her room to go together at the venue. The door clicked open revealing Y/N in gown.

Heeseung's mouth is wide open, he quickly collected himself.

"You look stunning as ever, love." Heeseung complimented

"I can say the same for you, Hee." Y/N returned

She got use of Heeseung calling her love. She told the other members about it and at the end she got scolded by them.

The two arrived at the venue, all jaws went to the floor not because of Y/N but because of Heeseung.

They all thought Y/N was being delusional but she was not. She did really bring Heeseung as her date.

The program went on and now its time for their cotillion. Heeseung and Y/N practiced it together.

The song choses was Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey.

Y/N's right hand intertwined with Heeseung's while his left hand is on her waist and her left hand on his shoulder.

While dancing, Heeseung comed up with a brilliant plan. That is to confess to Y/N right now.

"Y/N, I want to tell you something." Heeseung said

"What is it?" Y/N asked

"I-I liked you since I laid my eyes on you. Scratch that, I fell in love with you since the day I met you. It was love at first sight. I know this is way too fast paced but I couldn't wait." Heeseung confessed

Y/N was speechless, her bias confessed to her right now.

"Hee, I feel the same too. But I love you longer than you love me." Y/N replied

Heeseung kissed Y/N on the lips as the music plays. The two pulls away after a solid 2 minutes kiss.

"Will you still love me when I'm no longer Young and beautiful~" Y/N sings along

Heeseung smile at Y/N knowing the fact that he will love her, every version of her in every universe out there.

"I will, my love. I will." Heeseung assured

After 3 months, its already her graduation. Heeseung told everyone he knows about his relationship and same goes to Y/N.

The ENHYPEN members decided to fly to the Philippines and witness her graduation in person.

Y/N spots them among the crowd because they are attracting the crowd itself.

Heeseung open his arms for her and Y/N run in for a hug. The two hug each other as if they are not in public.

They just did not care and Heeseung already planned everything out from the present to the future.

The members congratulate Y/N and treated her with a nice meal.

She was thankful for that one person who encouraged her to raise her banner up. Because without them, she will not in this place.

[mobio-solutions]

Top Fintech Trends That Shape Financial Future In 2023

The global financial services industry is going through a major transformation. It’s evident from the surge of fintech startups working in this space. With innovations like the blockchain and Robo-advisers, traditional banking is getting disrupted at an unprecedented pace. Financial institutions invest billions of dollars to keep up with digital payments and personal fintech apps development. But it’s not just about technology. Fintech trends will significantly impact the future of banking and beyond. Here are top Fintech Trends That Shape Financial Future in 2023.

Better Customer Experience and Collaboration

Digital transformation is happening in every industry. It’s not just about technology anymore. It’s about bringing customer experience to a new level. The banking sector is particularly well suited for this. Traditional banking has been very centralized. It’s not just about bringing digital banking to the masses. It’s about bringing the banking experience to the smartphone. Automated customer assistance, digital transactions, voice assistance, and more are expected to come shortly. This will result in a better experience for both customers and banks.

Digital Asset Management and Trading

Traditional banks rely on physical assets like cash and deposits. This poses security risks because of the risk of theft or damage.

Digital assets allow financial institutions to offer a range of financial services.

Blockchain technology is expected to transform trading and investment management. With digitization, financial institutions can now offer a range of services like direct trading or via smart contracts. This can make asset management more efficient and transparent. It can also reduce the costs of trading due to automation.

Also Read: Top 5 Creative Fintech App Ideas To Grow Your Business

NFC Payments and Fraud Detection

NFC payments have been around for a while. But it’s becoming commonplace in countries like the United States and Japan. The introduction of various mobile wallets is expected to increase. It can also reduce fraud due to the use of an original ID. Many banks are now offering this service. This increases the adoption of NFC payments. It also allows banks to detect fraud and better serve their customers.

NFC payments are expected to increase. This can be attributed to the rise of mobile payment systems like Apple Pay and Android Pay. The rise of fintech and innovations like Robo-advisers are expected to facilitate the process.

Fraud detection is expected to improve. With the rise of AI and machine learning, banks can detect more types of fraud. In fact, it can even help customers manage their money.

Artificial Intelligence and Blockchain Integration

Artificial intelligence is expected to become the next big thing in banking. Apart from helping consumers manage their money, it can also be used for fraud prevention.

AI is already being used for detecting fraudulent transactions at an early stage. It can also be used for making predictions to improve the customer experience.

Blockchain technology is expected to become more integrated with the financial sector. Government regulations and players’ efforts to expand the use of blockchain have led to a surge in interest in the technology. It can transform the industry, especially in the financial sector.

However, it will take some time for it to gain traction in the market. AI and blockchain integration will also help banks improve the customer experience.

Robust APIs and User-friendly Websites

As the adoption of digital channels increases, banks will have to improve their APIs and make them more robust. APIs are the key that unlocks the power of apps.

They are used by developers to develop apps that can be plugged into the bank system. Another trend that will be helpful for banks is user-friendly websites.

With the increase in mobile banking transactions, banks have been focusing on making their websites more interactive. They now have to rely more on AI and machine learning to make their websites more engaging for customers.

Also Read: Best Technological Aspects For FinTech App Development

Insurtech Will Disrupt Financial Sector

The insurance sector is also expected to be impacted by increased digital payments. Insurtech companies have shown great potential to disrupt the traditional model of insurance. These companies offer insurance through blockchain technology and help consumers save money using their personal data.

Another interesting trend that will significantly impact the financial sector is the rise of asset management. The emergence of Robo-advisers and investment platforms has encouraged asset managers to shift towards a more digital approach. The emergence of new technologies also means that startups can offer better financial services. With the rise of machine learning and artificial intelligence, asset management is expected to become more sophisticated.

Conclusion

The fintech revolution has transformed how people save, transact, and invest. It has also led to the growth of new fintech mobile app development services. Artificial intelligence, blockchain technology, and the internet of things have driven the revolution. There’s no sign of slowing down, and these are just some of the fintech trends that will shape the future of Financial services in 2023.

The fintech ecosystem must evolve to make it accessible and equitable for everyone. Mobio Solutions is a leading Fintech app development company. We pride ourselves on producing sturdy fintech apps and providing our clients with loads of joy with our exceptional work ethics.

[wellnesscard]

omg i just bought some sneakers bc the ones i found in the ladies room of the science building freshman year are falling apart and i hate being the frumpiest girlie at the gym bc i dont own rich bitch gym clothes just my old dishwashing shirts and ratty shorts lol but now at least my soles wont be flopping around when i run. but devons cray cray and likes to run for miles and miles i can do like two miles now which is uhhhhh 1.9 miles more than the last 22 years but now i accidentally signed myself up to be one of those psychoes which runs outside in single digit weather for fun. im like laughing at this cos its still funny that i even go to the gym now (i was one of those kids that was like strictly and morally unathletic. due to my autism and being terrified of messing up in a team setting / having a really hard time grasping the rules and shit of sports idk i still dont understand whats happening out there. and i thought of doing cross country but i was again. perpetually embarrassed of my entire self so never ended up lol) wow that was long. anyways im pumped bc i love being tough and getting stronger and theres especially something about mastering the cold like i also want to work on the ability to do icebaths and ice swims bc i already have w 7mm wetsuit on and it sucks at first but its just cold its just pain. haha. but im gonna need new yak tracks now. or ill just slip all around yolo seriously. oh im gonna fall in the snow? the soft deep snow? well fuck id better wear a helmet ! oh my god thats a picture: two frumpy ex-punks running around with helmets on (bc the only helmets we have are daredevil helmets i swear to god) falling over every two seconds. thats basically just adding burpees to ur run. practical asf. hiit or something.

[spellscarred]

I do social work, and the amount of people who are locked out of societal participation due to lack of a smartphone, lack of internet, a lack of technical know-how, or the digital systems put into place just being so incredibly inefficient that it takes literally weeks to help people sometimes (fuck you, DigiD) is fucking staggering and frustrating.

People are locked out of accessing their MONEY!!! because in my city banks have just wholesale dropped physical offices and the closest office for most banks nowadays is AMSTERDAM. That's 90 minutes away (if you're lucky) by car. Because they have iDEAL, they have online banking on your computer, on your smartphone, why are you still using paper incasso, why are you still using cheques, just use online banking? Just use Tikkie, it's so easy!

I had a man in his late 50s unable to pay his bills anymore, not because he didn't have the finances, but because he couldn't access his account! He didn't have a smartphone. He didn't have a lap- or desktop. He always paid his bills by going into the bank office and handing in his incasso. He couldn't get to Amsterdam because he had no transport there, and he'd have to go there every time he had to pay a bill or make a transfer. And all I could say was, I'm sorry, you're justified in your anger, and I don't agree with the path society is taking here. But that didn't fix his problem, we both knew it, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I've been helping an Arab lady activate her DigiD (digital id management to log in to all government and affiliated instances with) for her three children, and she had to come back three weeks in a row just to get it taken care of, because without a DigiD you can't do anything in this country, and yes, even children (hers are between 4 and 8) have to have it. You have to wait several workdays for a letter to come in the mail with your activation code after you made your account. Then the activation code for her daughter just did not work for whatever reason (apparently that happens), so I had to make a new new account for her daughter so we could activate that, meaning she'd have to wait several more workdays.

I'm a volunteer. I only do that work on Thursday mornings, and it's not even my job to do that. I do it because my colleagues who do get paid to do it are busy doing that shit for other people as well, and I happen to be capable of doing it also. But I have to constantly make jokes and tell her how we're "one step closer" to having this done every week she comes by. And I'm lucky she's a thoughtful, patient, and graceful woman, because I'm frustrated for her.

And then some fuckers think we should just do away with the last few actual physical places that don't complicate people's lives unnecessarily, or wholesale lock them out of living a life? Whether at all or as independent human beings with dignity? Fuck you and fuck off. And that's coming from someone whose life is massively improved by digital environments like that. Improving the quality of life of some people should never come at the cost of ruining that of others, because that's the whole basic tenet of ableism in society, deciding some people are worth excluding because it makes our lives so much simpler!

Not on my fucking watch.

every time I hear someone say “we should just get rid of physical shops and have everything online” I get a bit angry because

a) physical shops are important for those who don’t have access to a computer/ internet/ ect

b) those “weird” and “niche” shops I love so much don’t have the same vibe online, they turn into just another website

c) I hate paying for shipping