#even when they use sir etc in the books it's literally just four people it's amsnmaaban

[rocicrew]

if i see one more criticism of nolden bc 'holden is her boss' ,,, i mean it's funny i'll give them that

[lady-divine-writes]

Good Omens - I Was Given Four Rules to Follow ... I Broke Every One: Chapter 1/3 (Rated PG13)

Summary: When Warlock Dowling is summoned to the old South Downs cottage of Aziraphale and Crowley to help clean out their attic, presumably after their deaths, he is given four rules to follow.

... He breaks every single one.

Notes: For @silver-colour

Written for the @tricketyboo2020 prompt "Creepypasta format story (like a found footage or witness statement kind of thing)" by silver-colour. It is a mild reworking of an older fanfic of mine, but that goes tongue in cheek with the ending of this story sort of. XD I would put this between Spooky Level 2 and 3, with 3 being "major and minor character death, disturbing images or concepts, major dark themes, major violence, etc." But there's only minor mentions of blood/body horror. But the whole undead thing is a trigger for some people and I lean into that imagery a bit. I wanted this to be a sort of leveled up Goosebumps tale. Tl;dr proceed with caution <3

Chapter 1

 I am going to die.

I’m going to die, I’m going to die, I’m going to die.

I have to keep repeating it because I have to come to grips with it.

I am going to die.

Not in sixty years.

More like sixty minutes.

Oh, Amanda. I am sorry.

If you ever hear this … I never meant for this to happen.

My name is Warlock Dowling and I am 34 years-old. Devoted son and husband, I’ve spent over a decade working towards achieving my dream of following in my father’s footsteps and entering politics one day.

It’s a dream I don’t think I’ll be seeing through to the end.

I am telling you this because after reading what I’ve just read … and hearing what I’ve just heard … I am not certain I’m going to make it through the night.

I broke the rules.

There were four. Only four. And I broke them.

I didn’t break them by accident. I absolutely did it on purpose. I’m not suicidal or anything, but you only live once - am I right?

For the record, I don’t regret a single thing.

…

That’s not entirely true.

I’ll regret dying before morning if that’s the way things play out.

Today happens to be October 31st - Halloween night. I’d been tasked with clearing out the attic above a cottage in The South Downs which once belonged to a pair of old family friends. Technically, they were ex-employees of my parents from back when I was young, but I thought of them as surrogates. They practically raised me, educated me, taught me everything I know about coping in this cruel, pathetic world.

I held them in the highest regard.

They were the only people in my life who treated me as if I could become more than what I had been born into, that fate had something else in store for me. Because of them, I met the best friends a boy could ever have.

I will forever be grateful for that.

Cleaning out this attic was the least I could do to repay them, but to be honest, I don’t know who summoned me here. I assumed it was the executor of their estate, but now I’m not so sure. Looking over the letter in my hands, there is no legible signature. And the gold embossed emblem at the top that I took for granted as belonging to some upscale legal firm is, on closer inspection, gibberish - a mess of fleur-de-lis underscored by Latin words that roughly translate to “the cows shall rise”.

Ludicrous, right?

How did I miss that?

But more ludicrous - and confusing - are the rules.

I had been given rules about cleaning this attic.

The first rule on the list was to touch only what I could see. Under no circumstances was I to open any of the boxes or chests.

So, naturally, I opened every single one.

The second rule was not to put anything on. Fine by me. The only clothes up here are old lady outfits and a pair of white satin shoes.

But …

There was an awesome vintage leather jacket hanging on a dressmaker’s dummy in the corner and … well … it had my name written all over it! I had to try it on, see if it fit.

And it does.

Rule number three - keep to my torch. Don’t light any candles.

Nuh-uh! It’s Halloween! And torches are lame. So on the candles went. Jeez, there are a lot of them. Enough to burn down the whole place if I’m not careful. It actually seems like they’ve multiplied since I’ve been up here.

I won’t lie - it’s unsettling.

But according to the list, rule number four is the most important:

Don’t read any books I find. And definitely not out loud.

The first thing I saw when I entered the attic was a stack of leather-bound books. I scoffed at the sight of them, piled up to my chin, right inside the entryway. Isn’t that a bit like putting a huge bowl of candy front and center on your dining room table in the middle of dinner with a huge sign saying, “Do not eat?” If the most important rule about going into the attic is, “Don’t read anything!” why not put all the books on a high shelf?

Or the moon?

I’m not a book lover. I read hundreds of pages a day for work. I definitely don’t do it for fun. So this shouldn’t have been a hard one for me to follow.

But they looked like diaries.

And diaries hold secrets.

That made them a different matter all together.

I couldn’t resist.

But once I opened the top one, I knew I’d made a mistake.

These weren’t just any diaries.

They were the diaries of my two friends - Aziraphale and Crowley.

There had always been something odd about those two. I didn’t believe for a second that they were a proper nanny or gardener, not even when I was a young, impressionable child. But they were funny - a distraction from the dull as dishwater life of an attache’s son.

Yes, I was a spoiled little rich kid with everything I could ever ask for handed to me and, on top of that, diplomatic immunity.

Woe was me.

I realize how much of a douche whining about that makes me sound.

My life was still dull.

I was still lonely.

I never knew for sure what happened to them after they left us. I made assumptions - erroneous assumptions. I thought they lived happily ever after at least.

Now I know … that wasn’t the case.

I’m recording this in the hopes that someone will find it, so that you might know the true story of what happened to them …

… and why you might not be hearing from me again.

***

The Diary of Aziraphale Fell - Reluctant Widower

January 14th-

“Please, sir,” the decrepit woman hissed, but not unkindly. She came about her speech impediment by a mixture of symptoms - her thick accent coupled with her indeterminable old age caused her to talk that way. “Please, reconsider this decision.”

I glared at her regardless. I knew my eyes were bloodshot; my hair a mass of tangled, wayward strands; my lips quivered from constant, unrelenting crying.

“You said you had it!” I screamed, bypassing her arguments. “You said you would sell it to me! Wh---why else would I come here!?”

“You need to understand,” the woman implored, opening her hands in a pleading gesture. She fixed me with one clear blue eye, the other eye clouded – a useless, milky white lump of tissue bulging inside its socket, “what you ask for … it is unnatural.”

“But your granddaughter said it was a done deal!” I persisted, shooting a steely glare at the simpering young woman who ducked behind her grandmother to hide from my volatile stare. I wasn’t about to leave without the item I came for. At this point, I was willing to tear the place apart and everything inside - including the two of them - to get it.

They must have sensed that.

Even as the woman continued to defy me, she looked slightly more afraid than she had a minute ago.

“My granddaughter is foolish!” The woman directed the comment over her shoulder to the girl cowering there. “But she means well. We need the money. She was thinking with her head and not her heart.”

“I can pay you twice what you’re asking!” I reached into my back pocket for my wallet. “Three times! I’ll give you whatever you want!”

The girl, intrigued by my proposal, peeked over her grandmother’s shoulder, but the woman turned and barked sharply at her in a language I could not understand.

That was when I began to think I might be in danger.

I’d spent my entire life studying languages, so hearing one I didn’t comprehend, not even an inch, sent a shiver down my spine.

“Mr. Fell …” The old woman reached out, I presumed to comfort me, and took my shaking hand in hers “… your husband is dead. And I am more sorry than I can ever express at your loss. You carry your love for him like a beacon. I see it in your eyes. It shines from every part of you. With him gone, it is up to you to carry it. It will never fade as long as you remember him.”

Those were, without a doubt, the kindest words anyone had said to me since my husband passed. I crumbled, new tears falling hot down my cheeks. But regardless of her sympathy, sincere though it might be, I refused to relent.

I refused!

“I don’t want to remember him!” I whimpered, my anger renewed at the sound of my voice fracturing. “I want him here with me! I need you to help me bring him back!”

The woman sighed in pity but shook her head.

“The effects of life are varied, Mr. Fell. Our fate … it changes every day, with every choice that we make. But the effects of death should remain permanent.”

I flinched at that word as if she’d struck me across the face.

Permanent.

Crowley dead … my husband gone … and nothing for me to look forward to in life but emptiness. We’d had every moment of our lives planned together.

One arsehole drunk driver later and now I was alone.

I literally had no one.

I had lost contact with my mum early in life, never knew my father, didn’t have children of my own. My boss and mentor was an abusive prick who tormented me throughout the span of my career until I found a way out from under his thumb.

Until Crowley helped me discover a life where I didn’t need the man’s guidance or control.

But now I was going to lose him!? The only one who had stuck by me, who defended me, loved me through thick and thin!?

No! That was beyond cruel! And I wasn’t going to roll over and accept it!

I let the sorrow within me curdle, turn sour as I yanked my hand out of the old woman’s grasp.

“Your granddaughter said there are other methods of getting what I want!” I snarled. “Dangerous methods. Methods that might require payment in sacrifice … even blood. And not necessarily my blood. Innocent blood, if you catch my meaning.”

Both women gasped.

Despite the conversation at hand, I smiled.

Good, I thought. We were finally all on the same page.

Up until a few days ago, I never considered violence to be the answer to anything. But I had since come to a crossroads where an exception had made itself clear.

I was prepared to annihilate my humanity to get my husband back.

The old woman snapped her head over her shoulder, scolding her granddaughter in a harsh, guttural voice. The girl, who had started to brave coming out of hiding, shrank down once again.

“Be reasonable,” the woman begged, “please, and think about what you are saying. What you are willing to do.”

“No,” I said, my calm more potent than my anger … or so my husband used to say. “The time for me being reasonable is over. I will get what I want, no matter what the cost. The question is whether or not you will be the one to give it to me.”

The woman looked down at her gnarled hands and sighed a long, exhausted sigh. “Alright, Mr. Fell. I will sell the potion to you at the promised price.”

I stared at her for a moment in shock. I was relieved, of course. I hadn’t thought I would get this far. It frightened me how much I had begun looking forward to throttling her with my bare hands, imagined her neck snapping within my grasp, effortlessly like a twig.

That couldn’t be me though. I wasn’t that kind of person. It was this place - this shop and all of its trinkets, their age and professed magical abilities amplifying my grief, turning every rational thought I had into rage.

I had to get out of here and fast before I did something I might regret.

I opened my wallet with the onset of happier tears and thumbed through the bills, pulling out extra for the joy of getting what I wanted. I handed the money over, but the woman refused to touch it. She waved it away, her granddaughter popping up long enough to grab the money and then scurry off again. The woman reached into the folds of her skirts and retrieved a leather pouch that hung from a thin belt around her waist. From it she fished out a tiny blue bottle with a cork stopper sealing the mouth. She gave it a long, troubled look, then handed it to me.

For the first time, her hand trembled.

“Pour the contents of this bottle into your husband’s mouth, Mr. Fell,” she instructed, “and your husband will return.”

I held the bottle up to the dim candlelight of the musty Soho shop. The blue glass glimmered, a thick liquid inside swaying back and forth, shimmering like sun-tossed sparkles across a dark, foreboding sea.

“There are some rules that go along with that potion,” the woman said, her voice weeding into my head, summoning me back from my momentary trance, “and a few warnings you must heed as well.”

I sighed. I had hoped it would be a simple matter of giving my husband the liquid and living happily ever after, but I knew in my heart that nothing was ever that simple.

“Okay,” I said, slipping the bottle carefully into my pocket and patting over it twice to ensure its safety. “Tell me. What are the rules?”

“First of all, you will give that to your husband, but what will come back …” she paused, swallowed hard “… will not entirely be your husband.”

I nodded. I had expected her to say something along those lines, like a scene straight from an old time-y horror movie.

The woman locked both eyes, one clear and one clouded, on my face as I waited for her to finish her speech, eager to go back home and get on with my life. She realized, with regret, that I had every intention of going through with this, and took on the heavy burden of allowing this to continue.

“Be there to look into his eyes when he wakes,” she said.

I hadn’t dreamed of leaving his side, but since the woman made such a point of it, I asked, “Why?”

“He is being reborn, in a sense. And like other simple-minded creatures, he will imprint on the first person he sees.” She took my hands and squeezed them. “That person needs to be you!”

My gulp was audible, the weight of her words and of my plan suddenly settling within me. They pressed in on me, like that moment when the police came to my door. Their words – “Mr. Fell? I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but … it’s about your husband …” had turned me inside out, left my heart out in the cold.

I felt that cold now.

“Once the potion absorbs into his tissues, it will restart his heart,” she continued. “Then the potion will replicate. It will begin to take the place of his blood. It will make him calm, easier for you to control.”

I nodded again. I wanted to say something, assure the woman that I understood, but she didn’t pause long enough for me to speak. It wouldn’t have mattered. I saw the trepidation in her one, clear eye. I had no clue what to say to make this better.

“It will be a slow process, and you must learn to be a patient man!” She raised her voice, letting go of one hand to waggle an emphatic finger in front of my face. “You will be teaching him, raising him as you would a child. Remember, even if only a small portion of his soul returns, that soul belongs to your husband, and you must love him or this will not work!”

The woman stepped back, out of breath from her outburst, and her granddaughter (whom I had forgotten about) returned, pushing forward an ornate but dusty antique chair to catch her in. I held the woman’s arms gently and helped her into it, feeling strangely protective. The woman sat and waved us both off, not wanting us to make a fuss when she still had more to say.

“But most importantly,” she labored on, barely missing a beat in her speech, “do not let him taste blood.” I knelt down so that she didn’t feel the need to yell for her words to reach me. “He cannot eat meat, but most of all, don’t let him bite you or lick your wounds. Or anyone else’s – human or animal.”

“Will … will I become a zombie? If he does bite me?”

I’m not quite sure why the word ‘zombie’ leapt to my mind. In every interaction I had had with the woman’s granddaughter before tonight, she had been so careful not to use that term. She used other, more romantic euphemisms such as ‘bring back to the land of the living’, ‘re-associate with life’, and the most used - ‘rebirth’. But that’s what he would be, right? When we moved past the flowery vernacular and got right down to it? This potion I had pocketed would turn my husband into the walking dead, - a simple-minded creature that was once deposed from this Earth.

And that meant ‘zombie’.

As if I had nothing more pressing at hand, I suddenly recalled the Walking Dead marathon Crowley had convinced me to watch (against my better judgement). Crowley thought the show was hilarious, but I could barely make it to the middle of the first season. I had started watching with my hands over my eyes, then with my arm locked around Crowley’s, anxiously smacking his shoulder, and finally with most of my body lying over his lap and my face buried in his shirt.

It wasn’t just the gore in the show that skewered me, made me nauseous, unable to breathe. It was the fear and the pain those characters felt, being chased by a relentless enemy that needed no rest, constantly running into people they couldn’t trust, people who were so out for themselves they no longer believed in the sanctity of life, with nowhere to hide, nowhere safe at all, even behind thick, concrete and metal walls.

Watching your loved ones get turned into soulless monsters - still there, but everything about them that you had once loved out of reach.

And this ‘illness’ or whatever these people had - it spared no one. Even children had become zombies. And in the game that was survival for the remaining uninfected, children had become pawns.

Everything about it seemed so horrendous.

And while I suffered through my existential crisis, Crowley laughed at my antics.

I fought not to smile at the sound of his teasing voice.

“Uh … a little squeamish there, are you, angel?”

Angel.

From the first day we met, that’s what he called me.

Oh, what I wouldn’t give to hear him call me that again!

The old woman chuckled, bringing me reluctantly back from my daydream. “No. Not in this case. That’s not the nature of this spell. No, blood will give him back his memories.”

I looked at the woman, bug-eyed, and shook my head. “I … I don’t …”

“It will ignite his brain. He will begin to feel. In many ways, he will become more the man you married than in any other.”

“Wha---?“ I stuttered, baffled as to how that could be a bad thing. If drinking blood could make Crowley more Crowley, I’d set up an IV drip the minute I got home! I would serve him cups of blood with every meal! I’d make donating blood a requirement for entrance into my bookshop! (That one would definitely kill two birds with one stone. In fact, I might consider doing that anyhow.) “And why wouldn’t I want that again?” I asked, trying not to sound like turning my husband into a blood-sipping fiend was the greatest idea in known history.

The old woman smiled, but it wasn’t fond. It was shrewd, as if she could read every one of my thoughts.

And she didn’t approve.

“Once he has his memories back, he will start to crave it. Soon, drinking blood won’t be enough for him. It won’t work as well. It won’t keep the memories as fresh. He will have to go further, do more. He will become a killer.”

My face must have gone as green as I felt because the woman laughed again, this time with a touch of wickedness. A killer? My Crowley? My sweet, kind, compassionate Crowley?

Okay, maybe I was going too far with the endearments. He’d been a bit of a bastard, after all. Which was why I could picture Crowley becoming a full-fledged bad boy. With that leather jacket he wore like a second skin and his gleaming classic car, he’d been well on his way.

But a killer? No.

Then again, I was willing to become one myself a second ago, so maybe I wasn’t in the best position to judge.

“You are playing with the laws of nature, Mr. Fell,” she said, patting me on the cheek. “You are responsible not only for your own life, but for the lives of those around you.” The woman leaned in close, those eyes – one alive, one dead - more menacing than when I had walked into the shop; her face no longer that of a frail old woman but of a powerful witch.

This time, it was my turn to feel afraid.

“So don’t fuck it up.”

[tipsydipsydo]

BTS Kink-Scenarios 😈 (female! Reader)

Jin

Kink: Foodplay (especially Liquids like melted Chocolate, Honey or Maple Syrup etc.)

As we all know, Jin loves cooking and Food in general. I think he figured his foodplay kink out by accident. Once you cooked dinner together and he wanted to put a spoonful of molten chocolate in your mouth, but something dripped into your cleavage between your breasts. Faster than you could realize, Jin leaned forward and licked the drop of cream off your skin. When he straightened up again, he looked at you with darkened eyes and whispered, "I'd like to lick some delicious things from your body more often, Princess..."

There is a little secret insider between you two. If Jin deliberately doesn't order dessert in a restaurant, you know that you'll be his dessert tonight.

"I can't wait to eat you out and lick and suck this delicious honey from that sweet pussy of yours. I love the sugary taste when the honey and your arousal are mixed up, your folds coated over and over with golden honey, all glossy, sweet and wet, just for me."

Yoongi

Kink: Innocence-Kink (probably a Virginity-Kink too), Kitten-Play

I think Yoongi, our little grumpy Meow Meow, actually loves cats. Especially good, innocent kittens with big doe eyes. He loves your inexperience, he loves it how you start to stutter sometimes nervously and how red your cheeks can get when the boys make a dirty joke or Yoongi whispers obscene things into your ear. You'll drive him completely crazy when you wear lacy-white lingerie with matching cat ears. At some point he had to admit to himself that he has a weak spot for kitten play and that the thought of ruining your innocence makes him absolutely insane. He wants to own you, to mark you as his and turn your pure mind into something filthy. He will be the first and only man who touches you like this.

"My Sweetheart looks so cute and pure in her angelic white lingerie, but in reality she's a dirty Kitten and she loves to be ruined by me, right? You enjoy your buttplug way too much in your tight little ass. Pure Kittens wouldn't enjoy it! God, I love to defile your Innocence with these lewd things! You look so pure, but deep inside of you you're a shameless filthy Kitten, begging for Toys and my Cock!"

Namjoon

Kinks: Dirty Talk, Name-Calling (Sir and Daddy), Domination, a little bit of Exhibitionism

Namjoon loves to talk. About everything. His philosophical and political thoughts, his worries and insecurities and these thoughts that wouldn't leave his mind. He always wants to resolve every argument of the day before you two are going to bed... so why not talk everything out in the sexual way too? He would love to tease you with his words, he has a gigantic vocabulary after reading these amounts of books. Especially in some special areas he's very eloquent. Every late afternoon he starts to text you what he's going to do with you when he's finally at home again after practice. In this context he has a kink for name calling, extremely hot spot is Daddy or Sir. And to give his words sometimes a little more spice until unbearable effect he would love it when you wear a little remote controlled Bullet in yourself and have his fun with it when you're out for dinner with the boys.

"Oh oh oh, Babygirl. Don't move so much! You don't want the boys become suspicious, right? Look at Tae, he seems like he notices something in your unsual behaviour. Sit still and don't make any noises that could betray your filthy secret between your thighs. What should my members just think of you?! At first, why you're doing such lewd things in public and secondly that you're willing to let yourself get caught! To let them all know how needy you are to be filled with a big cock, that you're such a shameless dirty girl.They'd question my upbringing in your behaviour and Daddy wouldn't accept it at all. Or will you make Daddy spank your round ass when we get home?"

Hoseok

Kink: Sadism, Teasing, Edging, Orgasm-Denial, Overstimulation, Toys

Hobi would be just the biggest and happiest sunshine in the world when you two start a relationship together. He's such a lovely and sweet man, always trying to make you happy or even when you're sad, he would try his best to get at least a small giggle out of you. But how his behavior turn around 180° when he goes on stage and switch to the sassiest tease the world has seen. He's absolutely aware of what his Hip Thrusts do to Army. Well, he's about like that behind locked bedroom doors. He's lowkey sadistic, he just loves teasing, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation and all these toys that helps him drive you crazy. Yeah, when the right time has come he would love to marry you, but he's also literally married to this one Hitachi Massager he bought some time ago. He loves to tie your wrists and ankles to the bedposts and have two hours of sadistic fun with you. Either he denies you for hours to come or he gives you an orgasm if you beg so so much for it but then you need to handle four or five more.

"Please Hobi, oh God please! I-I c-can't handle it anymore! Please let me cum! I'll do whatever you want without complaining b-but just please let me cum!"

"You're so needy and impatient, Princess. I said stay patient and after some time I'll give you my permission to cum. But my little Girl is so indecent and just don't want to learn how she should behave!"

"Y-You said after some t-time! A half hour went by! Hobi, please!"

"God, Darling. Why you are so bratty today? But okay, if it's your wish to come so I'll let that greedy pussy of yours come. But then you have to take all these orgasm I'm gonna give you without one single murmur. Is it clear?"

"Wait, Hobi no! No overstim-"

"What did I say? Shut your little mouth. And why not? I'm sure, I'm gonna make you squirt all over again~"

Jimin

Kinks: Switch (enjoy being the submissive Part), Assplay (Buttplugs and probably someday Strap-on)

Jiminie had a difficult time admitting to himself that he would like to try the submissive role when it comes to sex. You have been his best friend for years and you guys talk about everything. He knows your Cup-Size and helps you pick your lingerie sometimes, telling you if your chosen set is sexy or not. And he also knows that your first and thankfully now ex-boyfriend was a complete asshole and that he wasn't even able to satisfy you properly in bed. Jimin is glad that you finally left him, not just because he treated you really badly... But also because he has feelings for you. Feelings that go even beyond the closest friendship. Maybe that's the reason why he didn't tell you about his secret fantasies until now, even though you're best friends. He wants to be desirable for you, the strong man you need to feel attractive again. So he has to cope with his fantasies alone. The thought of being tied up to the headboard, having a buttplug in his tight ass and following your command not to cum until you are satisfied while you ride him drives him completely insane. Just the imagination of your perfectly rounded breasts swaying softly to the rythm and your golden body chain around them jingle lightly could have made him cum immediately. Sadly it will only remain an unfulfilled dream.

...or not?

"... I think I will never gonna find a man who would like to try this."

"What? To try what?"

"I'll never find a man who would like a woman that is in charge and follow her commands and this stuff. You know. I don't know if I already told you, but I think I'm more of a Switch in Bed. But it seems like every man I've met can't even imagine giving up some power and let me take the lead for the Night."

"...W-Wait... you are a Switch?"

"Yeah... I like the thought of powerplay and taking control from time to time. I don't think I'm a complete Femdom, but it really turns me on when my partner would beg for permission to let him cum. And you know I have a soft spot for toys, I would love to use some of them on a man too."

"What kind of toys?"

"You are pretty curious, Jimochi! Don't tell me you are interested in this?"

"Fuck, Sweetheart. You don't know what you're doing to me, you just said my secret wishes out loud. I'd love to follow your commands, beg for your permission to cum and let you stuff my ass with a buttplug if you would like that..."

"...holy shit. Fuck... you make me so wet with these words."

"Please... give me the permission to make you feel good, Baby..."

"You may call me Miss, Jimin."

Taehyung

Kinks: Nude Photography, Shibari

Society calls extroverted people social butterflies. If that's the case, then we could call Taehyung a kinky Butterfly, because he's really open to everything sexual that catches his interest. We also know he has a soft spot for aesthetic things, that's why he would doubtlessly fall in love with Nude Photography and the erotic and artistic art of Shibari. After finding Aaron McPolins' Photography on the Aesthetic of Shibari he would be immediately interested. He would do a lot of research and ask his Hyungs if they have any experience with bondage in general before even mentions it to you. The last thing he wants is to scare you away and he wants to be sure about everything that could happen so he can trust himself and know what he's really doing. You approached him about it after finding a book about Shibari Bondage techniques in his dorm room. You two talked a lot and Taehyung has to be one hundred percent sure that you're okay with it and know your safeword. You start very simple with handbondage and some easy knots and both of you kinda like it. It turns you on to be completely helpless and to see how your tied up body affects Taehyung. The way he looked at you with dark and hungry eyes when he finished his new masterpiece and took his camera out to take some photos of you. What you didn't know is that he collected all these photos to create an album for you as an anniversary gift, with little notes here and there about how beautiful you are. That you're his muse and his masterpiece.

"Baby, my favourite picture of you is this one. This one while you riding the Sybian, your red Lips are parted and a moan escaping them and your forearms are tied up in front of your chest, here and there decorated with white roses. I caught the perfect moment when I took that pic because you just reached your high and gave me your beautiful orgasm face. Look at your swollen lips, your head fallen back and your knitted brows. So beautiful. You are so so beautiful, Baby Girl."

Jungkook

Kinks: Stamina, Moaning and Begging, Noona-Kink

Kookies well trained body is the death of many fans, so is his stamina in your shared bedroom too. The time he can hold his own orgasm back is legendary, making you whimper or even cry sometimes because it's too overwhelming and after reaching two orgasms and with a third one incoming your pussy is just too oversensitive already. After you two came together and had your first sex talk with each other, you told him he shouldn't expect too much from you because you experienced yourself in bed not very vocal like other women. Yeah maybe a little moan slipped here and there over your lips but you never identity yourself as a very vocal woman. But this style won't last long with Jungkook, he's very into vocal women so he's gonna make a vocal woman out of you! He took this statement of yours as a challenge and Kookie isn't called the golden maknae for nothing so you can be sure that he will turn you into a whimpering, moaning and begging mess.

He also has a Noona Kink especially when he's in charge and commands you. He loves the Idea of being the dominant one, even when he's younger than you and should respect you and not give you orders. He really likes being your filthy brat and make his behavior clash with the traditional system of respect.

"What did I say, Noona?"

"N-No! I-I can't anymore a-and it's e-embarrassing! I-I'm not gonna... oh God n-not gonna s-say it!"

"Say it. Or I'm not gonna stop after your next orgasm. You know how good my stamina is and for me it's not a problem to hold back. I want to hear you beg for it, Noona."

"O-Okay okay... P-Please Kookie, please cum finally in my pussy! I-I need you to fill me up to the brim with your cum, only then I could come. I want you to watch me after this, how your cum slowly drips out of my wrecked pussy! I-I need your cum inside of me, Kookie!"

"Fuck yes! I'm gonna fill your greedy pussy up like you want it, Noona~"

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Thoughts/Background on Chamber of Secrets

There simply cannot be neighborhoods like this, where there are miles upon miles of cookie cutter homes that stretch out into the horizon. Does anyone know if this is a real shot? Or did they multiply the houses like they do to extras in a battle scene?

I never noticed that this photo album is this detailed. There is a little J and L on either side of James and Lily’s photo here. Hagrid is an artist.

It’s on every page? Was this supposed to be something that Hagrid found from Godric’s Hollow? How did he get something so specific? Or is that rumor true that Hagrid owled Lily and James friend’s and Remus, who had been left things like this when there was no one else left to claim them, got it off his bookshelf and sent it to his best friends’ son?

I like how Harry’s room progressively becomes more his own. Look at it in this movie, the walls are bare, everything is relatively tame and plain verses in Order of The Phoenix, when Harry’s room has distinctly more decoration.

Those pink candlesticks are ghastly.

Harry, my darling, you have been getting letters it is merely a well meaning house elf who has stopped them. I wonder what everyone else thought about Harry’s silence? Especially Hermione. Did she think for even a moment that Harry and Ron had decided that they didn’t want to be her friend at all? Ron isn’t much of a writer, and Harry wasn’t responding. I don’t want to know what kind of a mind fuck that must have been to 12 year old Hermione who had just got home from “magic school”, and none of her new “friends” were responding to her letters.

We have heard that theory that James is Harry and Sirius is Ron, etc. But Dudley is Petunia. Dudley and Harry were raised in the same house, closer than cousins because of location alone. But whereas Petunia never got over the resentment that she felt towards Harry in book seven Dudley was more concerned for Harry’s well-being when they were leaving for the safe house then I think Petunia ever was if Lily ever mentioned how hard and dangerous things were getting during the First Wizarding World. Dudley received some characterization and growth where Petunia never bothered.

Harry sounds so sarcastic when he says that.

Dang! Every time Harry leaves his room he has to see a pencil drawing of Dudley’s face? The Dursley’s cruelty knows no bounds.

All of this decoration, and the shelf are missing from the first scene with Harry in this movie.

Harry is just like, “Fuck it all.”

But he’s got manners galore.

At this point, Harry has never seen a house elf. He has no idea what a house elf does. He has no idea why one would be in his bedroom. He has no idea that this even is a house elf? Why is he so calm? This could be a blood thirsty toga wearing creature that they only study in seventh year, and yet, Harry is all but like, “Can I take your coat, sir?”

And now he’s crying, (those could have been lethal gas releasing nerve agents), and now he’s hitting himself (gearing up for attack.) Oh, Harry, number one at defense my arse.

And their champagne flutes are pink? You can’t buy taste.

Those people look so offended like, “You have a cat? How common.”

I know that the fanon is that wizarding children all heard bedtime stories about Harry Potter, but Dobby is proof that other beings also heard about Harry’s triumph over the Dark Lord.

Who painted that picture on Harry’s wardrobe? Dean Thomas, fanon artist. Or does Harry Potter have latent creative talent? Or can you buy these out of the Hogwart’s catalog? Lol

Dobby is like, “Oh, shit, I should not have said that.”

This is where Harry’s Gryffindor really shows because he could just lie to Dobby, but he doesn’t. It’s that Gryffindor honesty.

The man is just like, “Oh, look, cake. Neither of them even looks angry.

Vernon bowered Niall Horan’s hat for this scene.

Harry sleeps with the scrapbook right by his bed. Someone shoot me.

I love that to Ron, Fred, and George that this is a completely normal thing for them to be doing. None of them look nervous about flying a car in a Muggle neighborhood. Destruction of property? Who gives a fuck? They are just like, we have to do what we have to do for our bud. Just a regular drive around.

Hedwig is very annoyed at being called a pigeon.

Ron knows to appreciate the simple things. Tell you mate Happy Birthday, no werid shows of masculinity here.

I love the Burrow. I love the position of the Burrow. I love that they are surrounded by land and a little pond. I love that it is secluded, and that it looks pieced together.

The inside of the Burrow is stunning. You have the Farm House sink. The detailed windows. The hardwood surfaces. The eclectic but perfectly fitting furniture. It would be considered chic to many a Muggle. And that DOOR, that opens up, and then also opens out. The extra space above that little cubbie. Fireplace. Hand, or magic, knitted blankets.

There is a wooden orange cat, a la, Crookshanks on the fireplace there.

Ginny is me.

He says, “Morning Weasleys.” Like they are a clan. He could totally use that tone and call them all to action.

I feel like Mrs. Weasley could sound more disappointed here. I feel like she is kind of annoyed, but also kind of interested in their little stunts as well.

The stainglass windows, the open placement for the dishes, like this house is amazing!

“Dumbledore must know that you’re here.” So, the headmaster is the one who can keep track of the placement of certain students and their whereabouts, or is this simply a case where Mrs. Figg informed Dumbledore that Harry had taken off. Can you imagine that letter? Like, “Super sorry, Professor Dumbledore, but it seems as if Number Four Pivet Drive has been attacked by three red haired boys in a flying car. The red haired youngsters seemed to be on quite friendly terms with Mr. Potter however, as they helped them into the flying vehicle. Just thought that I should mention it.

Sincerely,

               Arabella Figg

 So, does Appartition take a lot out of a witch or wizard? Why don’t Mr. and Mrs. Weasley just apparate all the kids to the Diagon Alley? Is there such a thing as flooing by twos or threes? Because that would also be useful. Are there many fireplaces lining Diagon Alley like the tones that are shown in seven part one in the Ministry? Where to they floo into? Just one of the thousands of questions that need answers, Mrs. Rowling.

There is a gilded head of an elephant behind Harry’s head before Harry examines closely a cabinet that seems to follow a very tight skull aesthetic for maximum creep.

On the top shelf, there seems to be a lamp? A magical one?

More skulls. The hand of glory, that is mentioned in the books. And then a vase full of eye balls. This place is a health hazard. I know the wizarding world lacks mental health professionals, but you’re telling me they don’t have health inspectors?

Harry looks like he has been covered in spiderwebs. When was the last time that Floo was used?

Who are these random people just immediately accosting a twelve year old boy?

They pass a book seller. Knowledge is the root of all power.

The sign in front says from top to bottom: Quality. Value. Ease. Style. Then I think, Variety.

Hermione is internally shrugging because of course her ride or die new friend is covered in ash and has broken glasses. Of course, he is.

The girl behind them as they walk away looks back at them like, “Oh, Harry Potter.”

The fashion and lighting in this movie went from drab and seventeen hundreds to really flamboyant and really stylish with bright colors. I love that the dashes of color really followed them into the other films. Even Prisoner of Azkaban with its more muted color scheme is still vibrant.

The front page that reads: Gilderoy Lockhart gives Wizarding Wolrd Hero Hygiene Tips. Ash free for the cameras, always.

They are literally crammed into the bottom floor of this shop, and Draco Malfoy has an excellent view from above?

Ginny’s got some balls. Love her. All the boys are silent, and she just ain’t taking no shit.

Like Lucius, it is not okay to fondle people’s foreheads, you creepy mother f-er.

Hermione is a bad bitch. Like she knows how dangerous magic can be know, and yet, she doesn’t back down from this grown wizard.

They are all dirty. What happened to scourgify? Or were they scouring grate after grate trying to find Harry, and just didn’t have time after the relief of finding him? Literally, no one else is dirty.

Ginny’s trunk has a Hogwart’s emblem. And we all know the Weasley’s use hand me down items. Whose trunk does she have?

Like Ronald, this is not logical. Dang! I know y’all aint in Ravenclaw, but you are twelve years old. This is basic.

“Your hands all sweaty.” This is no time to be a snob, Harry.

So, did the car fail because they hit Hogwart’s wards? That would seem logical for its sudden failure.

It could also be why the Womping Willow attacked the car so viscously. It may have sensed that this car doesn’t belong to the grounds, and thus, could potentially be a threat. So, it tried to dislodge and pulverize the threat.

Pete, you rat bastard.

This car knows its way around Hogwarts? Or did some of the sentient magic that is in Hogwarts take over the car, and that is why it saved Harry and Ron when they were in the forest with the acromantulas.

To make things more environmentally friendly. The Daily Prophet should have a self updating paper, that changes with each news day. People can still buy the others, if they want to keep them for posterity, but I mean, come on, save the planet.

I feel like this is just a flashback for Snape. James getting away with everything and now Harry.

And Ron, is just so used to getting caught out by Mrs. Weasley, that he just instantly thinks that he is going home.

The look on Snape’s face is so sad here. Will no one ever take this man’s side?

I like this overhead view of the greenhouses. I like the idea too, that there are several levels of greenhouses. The ones that we see in this movie are close to the castle and are set for first and second years, but then the Greenhouses that we see in Half Blood Prince are set away a bit from the castle for the upper years. And some are just for Professor Sprout.

There are little dragon statues on top of the greenhouses. That’s a bit ironic.

Do you think that those large pot like things hanging from the ceiling are

Like, how common is getting petrified, that this would be in second year school book. Also, why were they being grown in the first place if there uses were so rare.

Headcanon that Neville truly developed an interest in Herbology when he fainted that year. He went back to see what work he missed, and Professor Sprout was just straight battling some giant carnivorous plant, and just kicking the fertilizer out of it, and Neville helps her. Then she shows him something else, and something else, and talks about all the things that plants can do, and what they are capable of achieving. “But that’s normally a lesson I reserve for the older years.” But Neville doesn’t want to wait, he wants to do it now. He goes back to the common room with several borrowed books from Professor Sprout, and he is never the same again.

We are legit just going to leave a student lying on the ground. Are we? The wizarding world is really survival of the fittest.

There is a studious Ravenclaw behind them there, reading away.

Neville still has flashbacks to be honest.

When the wizarding world doesn’t have cell phones to yell at or embarrass your children with, you hit them with a howler. Respect.

This DADA room is surrounded with pictures of Lockhart. All the frames along the side of the room are pictures of Lockhart. Bless this man.

This painting of Lockhart is painting a picture of Lockhart.

He bought those Cornish Pixies on the Wizarding Web.

Is that a skeleton of a hippogriff handing above them there?

Even the pixies have had it with Lockhart’s shit books.

The painting Lockhart runs out of the way as well.

Hermione is a baddie.

Hogwarts is so beautiful.

Flint, Wood is tired of your shit.

Hermione and Ron smell trouble, and are like, “I’m going to get me some of that.” Because Gryffindors.

Clap back Hermione.

I love that in the book everyone reacts to what Draco calls Hermione. I wish they would have included that a bit more in the movie.

Ron must have learned that from somewhere, but instead of someone helping him, they just laugh.

This interaction here with Hagrid and Hermione always melts my heart. I like to think that Hagrid is one of the reasons that Hermione worked so hard later in life for the protection and promotion of creature rights. Hagrid being a half giant.

Hagrid is number one. Let’s be real.

Where can I get this level of staged photograph when I go to the Wizarding World in May?

Lockhart is like, “Dang, the fame is already getting to this one. What a shame.”

Harry hears someone threatening to murder people, and of course, he runs right to them.

If Tom Riddle had a giant, most likely extremely hard to kill snake, why didn’t he just try to ride it on out of Hogwarts, take over Diagon and flatten everything? Why didn’t he come back for it during the first wizarding world?

Ron is not down with spiders, and neither am I.

Look, this may be a controversial opinion, but I love Mrs. Norris, and I think that her and Filch are cute and are not to be messed with.

Let’s be real, Filch has been hearing for a solid year from Snape about how Harry Potter is such a little shit. That rage has got to come from somewhere.

Ron, Hermione, and Harry thinking that they were just about to sneak off. Dumbledore is like, “Bitch, please.”

Hermione, Harry, and Ron: “Is Snape taking up for us….actu….oh, wait, of course not.”

I feel so bad for Filch here. That cat is probably the only thing in the whole world that he actually loves.

McGonagall has a large number of zoo like cages in her classroom as well. Her classroom is also very symmetrical, from the two blackboards, to the candles in the front of the room.

Draco and Goyle are reluctantly impressed.

That is the beautiful thing about libraries. There is an unlimited amount of information available at any point in time.

I’m glad that there is at least one adult in the common space for the students. Is that supposed to be Madam Pince? Or a helpful teaching assistant? We all know that the teachers at Hogwarts have an intense work load.

Why is there a spider depicted on the woman’s head in this book?

I just imagine that every time that Harry is in the air that Ron and Hermione experience quite a lot of anxiety.

I can just hear Lucius in the stands saying, “We do not show off for such people.” When the snitch is right beside Draco’s head.

I feel that Lucius grew into being a good father when the threat of his family became a reality. I think before he judged Draco by too harsh means because things were always rather simple in his mind. He thought he was the best, and Draco should be too. But he was humbled, and became a better father because of it.

Dobby strictly uses the word, “Enslavement” here. That word makes what Hermione does with Spew seem less radical.

The table is decorated with the phases of the moon.

Snape rises from the crowd like a ghost.

How on Earth did Lockhart get Snape to agree to do this? He had to have accosted him in the staffroom or during a meeting when Snape couldn’t get away.

“Severus, I really think it would be a great idea. We could really give the kids something exciting, riveting, and imaginative.”  It is only when McGonagall tells him that he could probably get Lockhart on his perfectly pictured arse a few times that Snape considers it, and eventually concedes.

The most iconic Drarry line ever. “Scared, Potter?” “You wish.”

Can conjured things kill people? Or are they just charms? Is the pain temporary, or a real solid thing that can seriously damage?

Is this study hall?

Harry Potter has the crappiest luck ever.

Some of the headmasters and headmistresses seem to be still. I like the idea that all of the professors that get promoted to that level get to be immortalized whether they would like to put apart of them inside of a portrait or not.

I really like the idea of Dumbledore as a scholar and an academic, so I really like that they show all of his scrolls and books.

I feel like Fawkes dying and then being rebirthed among the flames is a really poignant thing for Harry to experience at this stage in his life. This image of the phoenix dying, but still having life probably stuck with Harry and it might have been something that he thought about when he was preparing to walk into the forest in book seven.

Hagrid has got Harry’s back, and I love it. He is a really good friend.

This image of the Black Lake frozen over, and the students being pulled across it’s icy surface is stunning.

Hermione was training to join MI6 before she got her Hogwarts letter, and no one can tell me differently.

Are flying treats that common that Crabbe and Goyle are just like, “Dead on.” It must have been a cute thing that there house elves did for them when they were children, levitating treats or toys in the air for them to grab. Or their parents showing them magic and giving them treats at the same time. Otherwise, how would they have ever thought, “You know what? Excellent and safe idea to eat these random treats.”

Harry literally doesn’t know here which one is Crabbe and which one is Goyle.

The Slytherin common room looks way more lush then the Gryffindor common room. I feel like you can see really clearly into the Black Lake there, and since it is frozen over, the light that you see is light blue instead of green. I mean, look at how big there common room is. It looks like they have a designated study area and everything.

Draco, don’t be the stereotype of rich boys who steal. Just don’t.

Myrtle is not to be fucked with, bro.

A young Tom Riddle for sure got this one year for Christmas at Wool’s orphanage before the war started, and things got so tight that they couldn’t even afford three meals a day. Then, like everything in his past, he transferred these basic Muggles things to something more extraordinary, like him.

Tom Riddle in this movie is a hottie. Like, y’all can’t even fight me because there is no denying his killer beauty….get it?

Okay, so are we thinking that during this flashback that Tom’s soul piece is not only aware that Harry is watching a scene from his life, but is also, acting out the part of himself? He is the director and the lead, so to say.

I like this sequence because it shows more insight into who Tom Riddle is, and where the fear of death started to come from. I wish that Rowling would have made this connection more thoroughly for the viewers of the movies. A single mention of there being too many bombs, or a lot of fighting by Tom here when he is talking with Dumbledore would have provided some more insight into this character.

Ginny knows how to do some damage. I think it would have been easier for them to figure out. Girls can get up boy’s dorms, but boys cannot get up to girl’s dorms. It would have had to have been a Gyrffindor. The common room couldn’t have been completely empty. Hermioen could have fact checked this, and figured out who had wrecked their dorm.

Look at those game plans back there. I just envision, Oliver Wood drawing frantically on the blackboard wild circles that simulate flying motions, but he goes too quickly for everyone else to understand what he’s saying, and thus, the only one who knows the plan is Wood, himself.

Did they show Colin’s friends his frozen body? Or Penelope and Justin’s? Not one person in this school thinks of the potentially traumatizing circumstances that they are putting these kids through.

It is popular fanon that McGonagall and Riddle went to school together. From this perspective, it would be doubly as traumatizing for her to hear that the school could be closing again.

Ron is me. I ain’t messing with no mother flipping spiders.

Ron is no help in this scenario. Absolutley none.

Harry replacing Hermoine’s flowers, and thus subtly telling the viewers how much time has elapsed.

Harry is wickedly smart. He is also very logical which I think attributes a lot to that sarcastic personality that he has.

McGonagall has some Slytherin in her for sure. She went from worried to blasting Lockhart in 2.5.

Lockhart packed up really quickly. It was almost like he….. had….experience…leaving…quickly.

I wonder if Lockhart’s victims ever got any retribution after he wound up in St. Mungos. It’s almost certain that his sales went up when he got admitted to the hospital just because of the public’s sheer curiosity and gossip mongering.

Salazar Slytherin was one slick mother f-er. “I’m going to hide my chamber in the bathroom.”

I can just imagine Riddle not having a lot of time in between OWLS and what not, and taking the easy way out and opening the Chamber whenever he could just to chuck down dead rabbits and chickens. Forays into the Forbidden Forest were many for Tom’s minions back then.

Honestly, Lockhart, Harry probably wouldn’t mind if you took a few of his less than pleasurable memories.

Tom Riddle also has that innate need to be polite even though he’s about to stab someone just like Harry does. Or is this a British thing?

I love how the villains in these movies say, “Potter.”

That does not look like the hole that they came down? It looks like Fawkes took them up another exit.

Why is Dumbledore trusting Hagrid’s release papers from the wizarding world’s worst prisons to a twelve year old? To a twelve year old Ron Weasley at that.

It looks like Dumbledore has a crystal ball by his desk. Trying his hand at divination? Or is that how he keeps track of all the students? I need to know what headmaster powers enable him to do all of these things.

Jason Isaacs is super fine. I can even deal with the wig. In fact, the wig makes it better.

It looks like Dumbledore’s office is located outside of the courtyard which makes the scene in Order of the Phoenix when Fred and George are comforting that boy all the more poignant.

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All the love asks

“Blush : What do you do when you have a crush on someone?”- i draw art of them and make playlists for them in secret and imagine how cool it would be to hold them… i also try to do whatever i can to make them happy, even if it makes me sad.

“Kiss : What’s the sweetest thing someone has done for you?”- i was once given a series of letters that spanned over the course of december with roughly one letter every day until christmas! it was all good, positivity, lovey-dovey stuff!! i really cherish that. i also really cherish every single time john has drawn something for me!! especially the things that were to cheer me up!!!! 💛💖

“Cuddle : Which one of your mutuals do you really want to hug right now?”- @blondewolfhd come get your hugs, love!! 💛💖

“Heartbeat : What fictional character do you love?”- oh, plenty!! there’s a full list on my carrd under comfort characters, but the main romo comforts are: john laurens (hamilton musical), brightheart (warriors), hollyleaf (warriors), jay merrick (marble hornets), steve rogers (marvel), arthur pendragon (bbc merlin), sir leon (bbc merlin), sir lancelot du lac (bbc merlin), sir gwaine (bbc merlin), and john marston (red dead redemption)! 💛💖

“Romance : Perfect date?”- going to a zoo or an aquarium!!! that would be super fun!!!!! or like… going to a cafe… or really anything!!! like… the perfect part is just being there with my partner honestly…

“Joy : What truly makes you happy?”- being with my partners and just… having fun, goofing off!! or doing things together!!! just being with them and just… loving them… they make me happy.

“Happiness : Who are your kin?”- assuming this means family, i have an older brother and sister, a mother and father, and three nieces and a nephew. not counting my many, many cousins. or my uncles/aunt. however, i don’t really… consider them family, for the most part, other than my older brother and one of my nieces (i call her kidd and she’s got some issues, but she’s pretty chill). in addition, i also co-own one pug (meatball), one blue heeler mix (fluke), one white cat (archimedes), one orange tabby cat (napoleon), one calico cat (mr. meowgi), one albino rabbit (casper), one rabbit with a “wild coat” (acorn), and one rabbit that’s brown with black splotches (berry). i also have… three adoptive dads and four boyfriends!! 💛💖

“Love : Are you, or have you been, in love before?”- yes!! i am deeply in love with my boyfriends!! john and leon are the only two that aren’t in my system, but i love them all the same!! unfortunately, i do have a bad habit of only referring to john, mostly because i typically feel afraid to tell people i’m dating two of my headmates and one of his, and i really wish i could break that. leon, gwaine, lance, john… i love you all equally. 💛💖

“Beloved : What do you love the most about yourself?”- i’m trying harder to learn how to love myself, but i think… my eyes? or better yet, my creative talent. i’m trying really hard to hone my writing ability considering how it’s my special interest and i’m an aspiring author!!

“Sweet: Favorite love song?”- currently, it’s if i killed someone for you by alec benjamin, but other good ones i like include the anchor by bastille, white blood by oh wonder, and i found by amber run!!

“Cute : What’s your aesthetic?”- unfortunately… it changes way too often. over all it’s had a foresty theme for a while, but sometimes it’s also been retro games and pixel art, and sometimes it’s been sunflowers and pastel colors and being gentle, and once it was books and reading and coffee, and once it was pirates back when they were one of my special interests! right now, i don’t really know what it is, and i really wish i did.

“Thoughtful : If you could change your name, what would you call yourself?”- this is also a very hard question! right now, the current name i’m going with is timothy alexander lucas(?) laurens (or technically wright, but then when i marry john, it’ll be laurens)!! but i also like a few of my kin names (merlin, icarus, javier, and bucky namely)! and i’ve probably entertained the thought of a few other names at one point or another, but right now i’m most comfortable with being called tim by most people!

“Charming : Who helps motivate you?”- my partners are my main source of motivation!! 💛💖

“Beautiful : Who is your ideal significant other?”- i’m already with them!!! 💛💖

“Affection : Who do you ship?”- plenty of ships! my biggest ship rn (mostly because of the kin shift) is jovier (john marston/javier escuella)! another one of my major ships is merthur (merlin emrys/arthur pendragon)!! you can ask for a more extended list in a separate ask but rn this is all that comes to mind!!

“Kind : What Pokemon would you be?”- where i kin a lot of pokemon… i have many options, like umbreon, jirachi, pikachu, zorua/zoroark, midnight lycanroc, pyroar, shiny yamask, shiny quilava, the rowlet line, and deoxys! that isn’t even counting my synpaths, either! but right now, i’m feeling mostly like i’d be midnight lycanroc! :0

“Heart Beat : You’re getting coffee with a celebrity, who is it?”- i don’t really know!!;;

“Giggle : Do you believe in love at first sight?”- not exactly!! i believe you can feel attracted to a person, but you can’t fall super deeply into love with them until you know every little detail about what makes them wonderful!! 💛💖

“Laughter : Who can always make you laugh?”- my partners!! 💛💖

“Smile : What do you find attractive?”- i don’t really know!! ;w; i don’t think i have any specific preference, but john says i do, so i’m uncertain!!

“Warmth : What is your happy place?”- a warm bed in colorado curled up with my husbands! 💛💖

“Huggable : What are your favorite flowers?”- mostly sun flowers and tea roses!! there’s plenty of them i like that i can’t remember rn, though!!

“Soul Mate : Who is your best friend?”- without a doubt, my best friends are my partners! 💛💖

“Unique : What qualities do you look for in other people?”- generally, i want the people i’m dating to have similar values to mine (anti-racism, anti-terf, anti-trump, anti-islamophobia, anti-xenophobia, etc!) and be a good person!! nothing else really matters to me!! 💛💖

“Trust : Do you trust people easily?”- i used to trust super easily, but after being put through emotional abuse my one of my best friends at the time and being manipulated after putting all of my trust in her, i find i can’t do that so easily!! however, i’m still slightly easy to trust, from what i’ve noticed recently!!

“Dearest : What item is most dear to you?”- literally anything my partners have ever given me!! like the candles john made!! or the art!! or the letters!!! or the minecraft sheep plushie that i love a whole lot!!! or the blankets!! or the things they’ve taken from the bad house and brought to me!! i love them a lot!!! 💛💖

[victoriavmw82]

Da Funk

Since I have been staying at my friend's pad, one of her dogs took a liking to me. It was her sons dog, Sir aka: Rookie Wookie. That dog just loved me to pieces, why I have no clue, he would sit by the door and wait for me, sit infront of the bedroom and lay in the hallway.....hoping I would cave in and let him lay with me. I was tempted to take him out and do a photo shoot and me dress up almost as if I stepped right out of an episode of Star Wars.....the vintage story more like around the time frame of Dryden Vos. I imagining I was the love interest or one of his captives/ assistant. Rookie Wookie even made sounds like Chewbacca which was hilarious. The first time he did it to me it caught me off guard because he had gotten out and typically when dogs get out of they run wild and your forever trying to catch them......this morning it was different he and LG had gotten out. Now LG is a pit mixed,Sir/ Rookie Wookie is a red heeler mix. I believe he is red heeler and spaniel mixed.....but my friend will swear up and down he was a German Shepherd mixed🙄 So Rookie Wookie he did what I call a victory run and then he went to pee. LG followed suit. I walked over to them, LG continued to use the restroom and looked at me as if to say, "Do you mind?!" Rookie Wookie sniffed the grass and as soon as he saw me he ran over making the sound 🤣😂I didn't realize it but if Harrison Ford had been standing there everything that I said and did afterwards, well sounded like I was talking to Chewbacca 😂🤣I was even trying to whisper cuz it was morning🤣😂The dogs listened😮 Surprisingly! I told Wookie it was time to go in and he followed me sniffing everything along the way, LG ran over to me. LG got in the door we had to wait before it was Rookie Wookie's turn he heard the camotion and began to howl looking at me between breaths of howling much like Chewy would😂🤣I realized this in the second round of howling and played the part, laugh out loud. Rookie Wookie knew when I was upset, knew when I was happy and knew when I needed a laugh or was sad. My first night at my friend's I even woke up to him literally sleeping in my lap, almost like he knew I needed a hug, the next night he slept at my foot which is the biggest compliment ever. I find it interesting that it was him that took up with me because I happen to be a HUGE Tom Hiddleston fan, like huge. Tom Hiddleston, apparently has a fur pet, named Buddy I'm not sure if Buddy is a Cocker Spaniel or Red Heeler or a mix of the two but needless to say Sir/ Rookie Wookie looked very similar. This season has been a very weird one since January mainly since March, there are times for me as fan getting ready for the release of Loki and then me as a fan going through all in one season the fandom of Loki;catching up,cuz I spent most of those years in a shelter.......ALL the MCU movies I watched while in the shelter. The whole reason we began was to pull me out of my funk, imagine that, going through something and a friend suggested we start watching the movies and ya know it worked. We for a short while, at least while the Avengers and Thor was doing their thing....we became family, doing what the Avengers would do, pausing to eat together.....me being the Loki at times.....a lot of times actually 🤣😂looking back on it and then turning around and being genius in the kitchen dispite what I was going through and like Dr. Strange rocking it out, being taken out of the kitchen and feeling much like Dr. Strange did afterwards and me like Dr. Strange forced to find higher purpose to heal myself and well getting a result much like Dr.Strange.

I've spent most of this season honestly trying to figure out if I'm to risk everything and try, try to break through at age 38 now 39 with the purpose of trying to see Lady Deadpool come to life on Cinematic screen or if I'm supposed to at age 39 go for it and try to make it as a make-up artist and or hairstylist. I considered risking everything and trying to go for a chance of a lifetime for a series that actually wanted to train those wanting to learn.......the only thing that stopped me was it was in a different country and it's one thing to be homeless close to home but homeless going for your dreams in a foreign place I actually was like.....Ummm if I fail,it's gonna be an epic fail and Well ya!" Although Scotland sounded like a dream hashtag goals and well, I do know a lot of biblical info enough to have the average person left going😲😮Like you stored that away in your brain....what the heck! Why aren't you a scholar or something 😂🤣 So I found out that my buddy that found me parelled his, I just keep wondering if this was a sign. I was not the dogs owner, and yet it listened to me as if I was, almost like he choose me. So I'm still up in the air what I should do honestly, I've been inspired by so much this season it's hard to put it all down and honestly some strange things that have happened that almost make me think I should try. I've been debating on if I should move to New York. Why New York, I haven't got a clue it just keeps coming up. There was a job opening recently that was in New York, I felt it was a job I should have applied for because I could have rocked it out, I let fear get in the way from applying, again being homeless in New York, is not ideal or starting over again.....it's literally sink or swim. Cold winter.....being homeless in the winter sucks ass, just saying. Imagine being up North......No!!!!!! So that was the factor that stopped me that and Pandemic issues in regards to the Delta Varient. However, it does keep coming up, should I try starting over again in another state, would I be more successful? Who knows, in my opinion I think it would be the same, just different people and scenery so to speak but hey I could be wrong. I keep thinking that my life is gonna some how change drastically for the good by moving to New York, like almost as if it was destiny type thing. I don't believe much in destiny but it keeps coming up, the whole New York thing. The shelter systems in a way are even better, the programs and the success rate and resources are better. However I'm not sure if those statistics are based off of women with children if this also includes women without children and women in my age bracket, that also plays a factor believe it or not. Not living there I can already without digging probably guess that shelters are gonna probably be in or near Brooklyn, so to me then there is the factor of how do I get to interviews, jobs, if I do pursue my dreams schooling or classes. Restaurants are probably gonna be on the other side of the bridge then there's the factor of the bridge, during the winter is that something I need to be doing. How long are these programs for time line wise am I looking at a couple of weeks to get a job,save and find something or is it 90 or 180 days or something between those two numbers. What are the other variables. I can tell you all about Texas, TABC, Food handlers, etc but in another state what's it like? Health care, would my situation medically be able to be fixed there through indegent programs or are my chances better here in Texas??? Cuz that has to be taken care of at some point.

My goal if I do this would be to move there, get in a shelter cuz I have nothing, first get my medical issue taken care of then work on what I'm calling physical therapy (losing weight)training down to the size I'm normally at which is an athletic size 12 or 14, while I'm doing that since medical issue is taken care of working and saving, finding a place then from there either going back to school or doing the crazy and attempting to start an acting career or technical backstage career either as makeup artist and hairstylist or just makeup artist and possibly my other strength in tech; props and set building, believe it or not. I already asked my high school drama teacher when I thought I was gonna apply for the Good Omens job opportunity if she'd be willing to write me a letter of recommendation and she hands down was all for it.....soooo I'm not sure. I mean it would be a big risk. I keep having reoccurring dreams were I'm in New York, I'm not sure if it's a sign or if there's something else that is being said to me in my dreams and I'm just focusing too much on the literal. Either way I've been doing a lot of thinking since February 😬.

Back to Rookie Wookie, he passed today. It came as a shock to me. Like I said for whatever reason he was brought into my life even if it was, just for a short while to help me along to the next part of my journey but I must say, my jaw like to have hit the floor that again on the fact that a four legged friend mine was similar to someone I admires fur baby. What is so weird about this is,in my dreams, Sir/Rookie Wookie was there with me in New York, I had asked my friend if he could go with me and she had said yes. We walked a trail together in a park, if that even exist and we would go have coffee together and I'd feed him pieces of apple or frozen green beans🤣😂sounds weird, I know and I even got him certified so he was my service dog, I imagined him a Wookie and me dressed space age😂🤣even the collar. I know I had waaaaay too much dream thought into this and then he'd sit with me head in my lap while I read to him whatever book I was reading or with me enjoying whatever music I was listening to. In my dream we even jogged together. I firmly believe that some animals have a spirit about them, almost as if they are like sent from God to be with you or that they have a human type personality Rookie Wookie was that type of animal and he will be missed greatly.

[clubdolan]

Meet the King | Pt. 3

“I’m just worried, because there’s going to be so much going on.” Lo explained, closing her book and putting it on the end table by the couch. “I haven’t even gone over the etiquette that Beth will be testing you on.”

“Like no elbows on the table?” Ethan asked, “Don’t we have to bow to you?”

“Preferably no elbows on the table, yes you do a slight neck bow to anyone royal or diplomatic. Also, you can’t touch a royal unless they insinuate it or you are escorting them, you have to walk at least two foot behind a royal unless escorting them, take cues from the highest ranking, so my Grandmother, if she stands, we all stand, if she eats, we all eat, etc. Zoey picked up on it all quick.... aside from calling me Penelope inside the palace.”

“Is there a book for this? A workshop?” Grayson joked, “I will not remember this. Do I get banned if I get one wrong?”

“I mean, I can banish you and so can my Grandmother and Dad but I highly doubt that will happen. I prefer to not follow typical rules and I do kind of whatever I want because the world is so different than when my Grandmother was born.” She sighed, “Zoey said she will run you guys through things on the flight, if that’s okay? I have to talk with Beth for a few hours and she has a little notebook she made from her first visit.”

“Like a cheat sheet? Sweet.”

“The first day we do have fittings for a while, you’ll have to pick suit fittings that match our dresses and then casual attire for the other days. Modest items, no logos, there’s a really cool stylist that brings us stuff in to pick from, it’s actually really cool.”

“You don’t need to be worried, if anything, we do.” Grayson said, “You do your thing, we’ll just follow, two feet behind, and do what Zoey says.”

Zoey pulled her book out right as the small, private, plane took off. Lo had already been taken to an office in the back with Beth and a few other people.

“So I don’t want to overwhelm you, but I have pictures, names, rules, titles, etc. all in this book. Just pay attention, when you’re there it’s really easy to catch on, I promise.”

Zoey opened the book, a page titled ‘Etiquette’ was the first thing. “As a girl, I have to sit a certain way and curtsy a certain way. As a boy you have a slight head bow and only shake hands when a royal sticks their hand out. Don’t grab their hand, rest it on yours and shake slightly before waiting for them to pull back.” She looked up and they already looked confused, “I promise, it’s not that hard.”

Zoey went on to explain the modesty of dressing, the ‘no touch’ rule when standing next to royalty, how to take cues from the highest ranked royal in the room, what to refer to people as.

“When referring to Lo in a public palace setting, she is Your Majesty, Penelope or Miss. Her full title would be said, dramatically, Penelope Estelle Victoria, by the Grace of God, Princess of Edinburgh and Lady of Cupar. Or some people would say Her Majesty Princess Penelope of Edinburgh. The Queen is always Her Majesty or Her Royal Highness before you can call her Ma’am. Her Dad is Your Majesty, King Ericson Theodore Rupert or Sir; but he will tell you to call him Eric when you’re in private.”

“Should I be taking notes?”

“No, you’re fine. Her family is totally chill if you get anything wrong, but Beth will correct you in case you are in public and need to mention someone.” Zoey shrugged, “Lo and her guests are not allowed to give autographs or selfies, but Lo breaks the rule and allows selfies but no hand signals or funny faces, just smiling, I’m sure you’ll get noticed by a few people.”

“No peace sign, no tongue out selfies, noted.” Ethan laughed.

“Edinburgh is the capital of Scotland, the strongest economy in the UK outside of London, a good thing to know since her family runs the economy there. There are almost half a million people in Edinburgh, a few hundred people will be at the actual coronation, but tons will be outside of the building just to get a glimpse of Lo or her Grandmother.”

“Not her Dad? I mean, King Ericson.. Theodore ........Rupert?” Grayson corrected himself, taking a while to think of the last name.

“No, her Dad does a lot around their town. He’s seen in coffee shops and other places daily. People love him.” Zoey flipped the page and continued, “Lo’s palace is titled The House of Marchmont, it is only referred to as a palace, not a castle.....

.....But she lives in a smaller house, well mansion, called The Oliver House...

...Marchmont is just visited for events and spent the night at before events. But the palace is an awesome place and I will for sure give you a tour of it.”

“She has her own palace?”

“Technically it’s her families but you refer to it as the person’s you are talking about.” She flipped another page, “History! A great time, right? Her family took reign of Edinburgh in 1732 with her ancestor, Lord Lyon, King of Arms. She has houses in Germany, France, Italy, New Zealand, Canada, and a few smaller places, as those countries and leaders have contracts with Edinburgh. So if we want a day trip to France, let her know.” Zoey laughed, “Worth it for the food.”

“France for a day? How casual.” Ethan laughed, “Are there palaces there or just houses?”

“Just houses, or cottages.” Zoey said, “We went to Germany when I was here last. Events covering the time we’re there are theater, rugby matches, cricket, museum events, grand openings, visits to hospitals, garden parties, tea parties, luncheons, dinners with foreign dignitaries trying to remain on Lo’s good side for the fact that she make take over one day. Also,” She looked at Grayson, “No public PDA aside from her holding your arm as an escort. No hugs, no hand holding, no--

He seemed offended, “Because we do that now? Name one ti--

“She’s my best friend, I know what goes on behind closed doors.” Zoey smirked, “Inside the castle, when no public is near, fine. Public does not include butlers, maids, assistants, chefs, beauty team, family, etc. Most of the help is to be ignored unless they are needed. Don’t feel bad, I used to, but they’re all really cool with it, I promise. The rooms you need....”

Four hours into the flight and everyone was asleep, aside from Zoey who was intensely studying for her upcoming quiz in the front of the cabin. Everyone else had gone to the back to watch a movie while Beth stayed in the office to handle her never ending pile of paper work.

Six hours into the flight Lo woke up and went to find Zoey, asking how the short lesson went. “They’re nervous, but it’s a lot to take in.” She said, “I was practically shitting my pants the moment we got on the plane, I had flash cards and notes on my phone and I ended up not using any of them.”

“Beth tried to tell me what hotel they were staying at and said my Grandmother does not want them staying at Oliver with us. It’s literally five bedrooms, you always stay in my room, I don’t understand why they can’t stay in a guest room? So I canceled their hotel room without telling her.” Lo smiled, “Also, they were able to get Drew, Aslyn, and Jamie to come style us and do hair and makeup.”

“You’re joking!” Zoey screamed, “You’re joking!” Lo shook her head no, knowing this would be her reaction. “Aslyn, THE Aslyn will be doing my makeup? THE Drew Lach will be doing MY hair and JAMIE is STYLING IS?!”

Lo nodded again, checking the in flight TV for how much time was left. “While you, think about that.. I just came to get a drink, I’m going back to sleep so my schedule isn’t as wrecked as usual when we get there. We land at three in the afternoon and only have fittings tonight.”

“Jamie will be at Oliver tonight, oh my god.” Zoey started pacing, while of course, flipping through her flash cards to study.

Lo grabbed a water and made her way back. The main part of the plane was dimly lit, their bags were tossed all over, Ethan had taken claim of the long couch and Grayson had taken over his chair and her chair now that she had gotten up.

She stuck her water in the mini fridge next to her seat and peeked out the window, nothing but clouds.

“What are you doing up? Are we almost there?” Grayson mumbled, rubbing his eyes as the sun came through the small window.

“No, I just went to get a drink and see what Zoey was doing. Go back to sleep.” She looked down and pushed a stray chunk of hair from his forehead. His head rest in his hand and scrunched his cheek up, “We’ve got about five hours left.”

“C’mere” He grabbed her arm and sat up more in the seats, opening his arms as an invitation to join him.

“It’s fine, I’ll--

“Nooooo.” He groaned, pouting his lip.

He did look comfortable in his sweatpants and hoodie, he looked extra cuddly, he looked even more cuddly when he pulled her fuzzy blanket on top of him.

“As long as I get the blanket.”

Grayson smiled, lifting up the blanket as she sat next to him, throwing her legs over his that extended to the table in front of them.

She was right, his outfit was super cuddly. He also smelled delicious; a mix of his woodsy cologne, his sea salt spray he used in his hair, and like boy. Her favorite scent.

Within minutes Grayson’s fingers stopped rubbing on her back and she giggled as his mouth slightly fell open. His stubbly face was a result of packing his razor and being too lazy to get it out; not that she hated it, she actually loved it. His hoodie was pulled up, little pieces of hair falling from the front of it. She dug her hand into his hoodie pocket, squeezing herself against him.

As much as she hated her Grandmother for inviting them, she also loved it. More time with Grayson, an actual escort down the stairs, but also having to introduce him to the whole new world of royalty was still terrifying.

“Penelope....Penelope....” Beth whispered, pushing on her shoulder, “Zoey needs you in the office, we have, an issue.”

Lo stretched her neck out and rubbed her eyes before slipping from under Grayson’s arm. “What’s the issue?” She whispered, walking past Ethan to grab a drink from a mini fridge.

“Zoey... she said that...”

The door opened quickly and Zoey pulled Lo in, “Kappa knows something is up, Mal said people won’t stop questioning her, your last snap chat was at the airport and you can hear Grayson in the background, I turned my phone on wifi and it blew up.”

“We have to tell them.” Lo stated, digging through her bag to start her phone before it started vibrating uncontrollably and her lock screen froze up. “It’s the Kappa group text, Mal, and... someone has linked me to Grayson and Ethan, great.”

Lo called their head of the Kappa house who then called for an emergency meeting where Lo Skyped in, alone, to reveal to her house sisters what her vacation was actually for. She told them how it had been kept a secret, how now, her being named Princess would make it more public, how she didn’t want it to change how they treated her the rest of her Junior and Senior years, and of course, promised they could all stay at her place if they ever wanted to visit.

“Okay, so it’s cool that you’re a Princess and you have like a castle and a private plane but I really want to know if you really took that hot guy Grayson that’s been hanging here a lot. His followers are blowing up your instagram asking questions.” One girl spoke up, the others agreeing that they also were wondering.

“Grayson and Ethan are on the plane, my Grandmother invited them because she said I needed an escort. And since Zoey is here” she waved her in screen, “Ethan came too.”

“Hi guys, I know that Lo is too afraid to tell you this but I’m her best friend and I’m not afraid. But please, please, please help us keep her private life, private. We trust in you, our sisters, to dispel rumors, keep prying eyes away, and not to reply to their fans on social media. They want your attention to try and get to Lo, it’s already happening to me and it’s been like two hours of a rumor.”

The room of girls nodded in agreement, “Also, please don’t be mad at Zoey and Mal for knowing, I made them keep it a secret.”

“Everyone understands.” Their house mom said, getting closer to the camera. “It’s almost chapter time, so we’ve got to go. I’ll tell the rest of the girls when we meet, if that’s okay.”

“The first one I have of you and I is the one going nuts, I mean I already had a decent amount of likes but now it’s just stupid.” Zoey said, showing her phone to Lo.

@ zoeylew: kappa FUNdraiser dinners #amiright

“They have also recognized my plane selfie and Ethan’s tweet about a plane are at the same time.”

@ zoeylew  : I love when my gf @lo_bradford takes me on vacation. I don’t like when that vacation means a long flight. #supportteleporting

“I just want to get to my settings to turn off my notifications but my phone keeps freezing.” Lo groaned, “Beth, how much longer?”

“Thirty-five minutes till descent.”

“Dude, Ethan, Ethan, get up.” Grayson lightly smacked him a few times before he did it harder.

“What the hell? Are we there?”

“Almost. I turned my phone on to take a picture of the clouds because I thought it would be cool but then it automatically connected to the wifi on the plane and I went to upload the picture--

“Does this story have a point?” Ethan sighed, pulling his hoodie over his eyes.

“Yes, I got notifications, like a lot. A lot more than normal they just kept popping up and I clicked on it and Lo, they found her, they found Zoey, you tweeted we were on a plane, it’s like they’re detectives!”

He switched to twitter where his fan-followed timeline was filled with gossip.

@DolanUpd8s: This is the girl that Grayson has been seen with on campus at USC. Her best friend (mentioned in her bio) posted a selfie on a plane earlier & E tweeted that him & G were on a plane. It could all be coincidence but my mentions are FLOODED with people asking so here you go:

“Gray, I’m fine. I told my sorority sisters. They think my name is Lauren Bradford so they won’t find anything.... until fans from Europe catch on and might recognize me....I haven’t been in the media for a while so there are no recent pictures of me as Duchess but..... I mean.... they found me so they can probably put it together at some point.”

“You had 6k followers and now you have 12k.” Zoey laughed, “I’ve gained almost 1,000.”

“Thanks for the free promo.” Lo laughed, “Grayson, seriously, it doesn’t matter.”

“I just don’t want them to be rude.”

“When a girl of any sort gets associated with us, our fans become very protective of us...” Ethan explained, “Very, intense.”

“I plan to just post a picture of us all at The Oliver House or at dinner tonight so I can just get it all over with, tell everyone my secret, let people know you’re here, whatever people want to know.” Lo typed away on her phone, “I mean, if that’s okay with you two.”

@ lo_bradford: Let me keep this post simple, so everyone can get out of the tizzy that is currently happening. Yes, I am in Edinburgh. Why? In a few days I will be crowned Princess of Edinburgh as my Father is reigning King and I have been Duchess since I was born. Who is with me? My BFF, coolest person on the planet, 100% superstar, @ zoeylew & somehow my Grandmother, The Queen, invited @ graysondolan & @ ethandolan. Yes, via facetime, she personally invited them because she requires me & Zoey to have escorts this time. I met them at party my friend was having, there is no insane story; I’m not a model, Zoey isn’t a secret rap superstar, and neither of them attend USC. I haven’t been lying, I’ve been on the down low so I could attend high school & college normally in the United States (I have dual-citizenship as my mom was from IL). I’m still a Junior at USC and will finish up my degree there. I hope this clears everything up for everyone. Now I can post in peace. Signing Off. --Lo (aka: Penelope Estelle Victoria ‘Bradford’, Your Majesty, Duchess of Edinburgh & Lady of Cupar) (Don’t worry, the whole title makes me roll my eyes too, just call me Lo!)

@ zoeylew: I can finally just tell you all MY BFF IS (almost) A PRINCESS. To me, she’s always been a Princess but I was one of the lucky few that was told over a year ago. On the other hand, Ethan & Grayson are not Princesses nor will they ever be Princesses I just think that The Queen has a crush on them. (Either that or she was tired of everyone thinking that Lo & I were dating.) I gave my self the title of Duchess Jr. last year so this year I am now Princess Jr., my rap name YOzoYO or Assistant Princess, whatever you prefer.

@ EthanDolan : I told our mom we were going to Europe to watch our friend lo_bradford be crowned Princess and she didn’t believe me. But here we are on a plane with a fancy bathroom headed to Edinburgh! If we get kicked out for not having manners it’s all @ zoeylew ‘s fault because she gave us ‘Royalty’ class this morning. (New merch came out last week, click the link in my bio to get a cool GRETHAN hat like mine.) PEACE.

“Oh good, GrayLo and Zethan has already started invading my comments.” Zoey laughed, “Zethan sounds like a medicine.”

“I’m just getting Grethan.” Lo laughed, “And texts from my dad who is waiting at the airport.” She rolled her eyes, I told him we would see him tomorrow but he just had--

“He hasn’t seen you in months, let him have his dad moment.” Zoey said, “He will probably also take us to dinner somewhere nice and I am hunggggry.”

“Reservations for six people at the sushi restaurant in town. I hope everyone is down for sushi.”

“What’s Zolo?” Ethan asked, tipping his phone over to Lo to show her.

She laughed out loud, “That’s Mal being stupid, ZoLo is what they call us at Kappa.”

“She’s been texting me screenshots of comments. It’s hilarious.”

“Please fasten your selt belts as we make descent to EDI, the Edinburgh Airport. The time is currently half three in the afternoon and it is just a bit breezy outside. Your escort service will walk you through the terminal and to the car service that is waiting. Thank you for requesting my services again.”

“Penelope, the head of security at the airport has alerted the family that there are people there waiting for you all, mostly for the boys.” Beth read from a text on her phone, “You will still use the same exit but you don’t have to stop--

“They can stop for their fans if they want, it’s totally fine.” Lo let her know, “Zo and I will just head to the car, two security need to stay with them though.” Beth nodded, “I personally don’t think I’ll be stopping for anyone, should I? I never have before when I was Duchess so I don’t think--

“Let’s just go to the car and let their fans meet them. For a few minutes. Because again, I’m starving and I need to eat.”

“Should fifteen minutes be okay?” Beth asked Grayson, texting back someone on her phone, “They will allow fifteen unless it get unruly which you will then be escorted out.”

“That sounds fine, I’ll let them all know before we walk out.”

He slowly wrote a tweet, telling them to be in a single file line and to be polite to the airport staff that are helping. Zoey and Lo held hands and kept their heads down as they walked in behind the twins, trying to stay undercover but being noticed.

@DolanEU111: JUST MET THE BOYS AT THE AIRPORT I AM SHAKINGG SO BAD I HUGGED ETHAN AND GOT A PIC WITH THEM BOTH AND OMFG

@DolanEU111: Zoey and Lo didn’t stop for anyone! They went to the car! We yelled for them but they were quickly outside! The boys wouldn’t answer any questions about them.

@DolanEU111: But in my video you can see Grayson making sure they got outside before he poses for a picture with my friend. I also think his background on his phone is him and Lo but there were notifications in front of it so I couldn’t see well!!!

@DolanEU111: Apparently Grayson smiled really big when someone told him that Lo was the prettiest girl they’ve ever seen and he just smiled big and didn’t disagree! Ethan said he’s happy to be back in Europe and excited for the week!

@DolanEU111: We’re going to try and go to the Princesses events this week in hopes that the boys are there too! Follow me and I’ll keep you updated!!! xx

[vrenaewrites]

After by Anna Todd thoughts: Ch 51 - 97

Full video here.

CH 51:

Noah was in her room waiting for her when she came in from a fight with hardin

Hardin confesses his feelings in FRONT OF NOAH

Hardin deleted all of Noah’s voicemails the night before

NINETEEN: The “Give me another chance” “you said you don’t date” “not before you” all in FRONT OF HER BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!

TWENTY: NOAH YOU SHOULD GO?!?!?!?!!?

Honestly thought they’d start banging right in front of him so…

TWENTY-ONE: “I know it is the calm before the storm, but hardin is my anchor. I just pray he doesn’t pull me under” - tess

CH 52:

PART-TIME HO MOLLY!!!!!!!

CH 53:

TWENTY-TWO: S my c...just...why and then she says “um yeah if you want me to”

TWENTY-THREE: Have you seen one before? Yeah i walked in on a neighbor watching a naughty movie.

Everything about her seeing his ween for the first time is cringe.

Of course, she’s the best he’s ever had

CH 54:

“I’m not like the other girls”

CH 55:

Hardin’s dad, aka school chancellor, calls her out of class to ask her to convince hardin to come to his wedding. Profesh

CH 56:

TWENTY-FOUR: “I give the proud rebel a kiss on his cheek” - HUH?

CH 57:

TWENTY-FIVE: “I know getting eaten out wasn’t on my schedule this morning, but I can’t think of a better way to start my day”

“It’s only tuesday and molly has almost used up her skank quota for the week”

CH 58:

Landon talks tessa into going to the party to see why hardin didn’t invite her

Molly is on hardin’s lap!!!!!!!!

CH 59:

Zed makes tessa a couple drinks and she gets blitzed and gets dared to kiss him in truth or dare, pissing hardin off

And then zed gets dared to take tessa upstairs and hardin’s like “this is stupid”

Aw zed doesn’t wanna do anything because she’s drunk! Team zed????

He asks her out but wants her to answer when she’s sober!!!!!!!! So sweet!!!

“Molly is perched on his lap like the whore she is”

Hardin dares molly to kiss him, dickhead

CH 60:

SHE SMACKED HIM! GOOD!!!!

Landon comes to pick her up and hardin says he loves tessa in front of everyone at the party

And she calls him sick, GOOD JOB!

CH 61:

She’s staying at landon’s because she thinks hardin will go to her dorm to find her and she sleeps in hardin’s room

CH 62:

She wakes up to find hardin watching her

“We have the same fight over and over, but worse each time” that is why this book is 98 chapters and nothing fucking happens

Kisses her without her wanting it, literally pushing her away

“You made yourself an easy target” - hardin

CH 63:

She decides to go on a date with zed and he brought her a flower!!!!!!!

Zed is literally too good for tessa

He kisses her hand!!!!!!!!

TWENTY-SIX: The heavy handed wuthering heights allegory in class dude…

CH 64:

The parents are getting married next weekend and i already know hardin is going to show up unannounced and make a grand gesture and this is when they’re gonna do it, it’s gonna be like chapter 97…

Hardin never tells anyone he loves them, not even his mom???? Tea

Hardin showed up to dinner!!!!!!!

“One more chance” AGAIN?!!?!?!?!?!?! SIR!!!!!!!

She done left Hardin in the dust to meet zed, yes ma’am

CH 65:

Hardin is at the bonfire with some girl, bro, c’mon

The same shit just keeps happening

Oh shit the girl is gay!

She’s going to zed’s house!?!?!?

“You’re different from the rest of the girls here”

For some reason, zed mentioning that hardin was looking for wedding attire makes her realize she’s in love with hardin

CH 66:

She chases him down, he got in a fight at the bonfire, and takes him his dad’s house

CH 67:

TWENTY-SEVEN: You constantly provoke me - hardin RED FLAG! RED FUCKING FLAG!

She tells him she loves him

TWENTY-EIGHT: “I love this damaged, self-loathing asshole”

CH 68:

TWENTY-NINE: He is like a drug - vomit.com

He takes her shirt off and she mentions it’s again, without her permission

THIRTY: Undress “yes ma’am”

But he won’t have sex with her because….?????? The 60 chapters of her grinding up on him aren’t enough evidence that she’s sure about it??

Because this fucking book needs to be another 30 chapters

CH 70:

THIRTY ONE: When hardin calls me baby my blood sings in my veins

CH 71:

THIRTY TWO: “I love that you are so shy and innocent, but you let me do dirty things to you”

CH 72:

Him and his dad get into a thing and he destroys his bedroom

THIRTY THREE: “No, i’m nice because i love you,” he whispers, and i swoon. “Sleep, beautiful”

CH 73:

TESSA’S MOM SHOWED UP

CH 74:

Ew tessa’s mom convinced noah to take her back despite her being a whore

She calls hardin a freak??? Tf?

She’s threatening to take away her tuition if she won’t break up with hardin

So hardin says they can move in together...they have known each other...for two months…

CH 76:

This bitch got a whole ass office in her internship

Hardin has a job at a different publishing house…

He’s mad that she wants to know about his job?? Fucking weirdo

And she calls him out, good

CH 77:

THIRTY-FOUR: You know what happens when i sleep without you - NEGGING ASSHOLE!!!!!!!

CH 78:

They finally do it and at least she’s honest that it’s not always fun to lose your v-card

THIRTY-FIVE: “This beautiful flawed man who has just made love for the first time in his life”

CH 79:

He won’t talk to her about his job...but wants her to move in with him

CH 80:

She says hi to a guy in the hall AT HER JOB and hardin goes cuckoo bananas

CH 81:

Molly broke up Steph��s relationship because she’s a hooooo

They’re in another fight because he introduced her as his friend

Who tf is jace?

A big creep, hence the friend thing

CH 82:

THEY ARE MOVING IN TOGETHER??????

CH 83:

Jace is at the frat house with his shit friends

Hardin tells her to stay in his room and she won’t because she hates molly so much

They’re playing suck and blow and the guy kisses tessa and hardin starts CHOKING HIM

CH 84:

“If you’re gonna have a problem with every girl i’ve slept with, you need to transfer schools”

He kicks her out!!!!!

But then he tells her to come back?!?!?!

THIRTY-SIX: I happen to be vigorously in love with you - hardin

WHAT. PARDON.

CH 86:

Noah calls to check on her and offers to talk to her mom for her because he is too good for this world

THIRTY-SEVEN: Everything about the apartment: modern but old, the fun indie tiles, etc.

This bitch got an apartment with no credit

THREE MONTHS. SHE HAS BEEN IN COLLEGE FOR THREE MONTHS. THEY HAVE ONLY KNOWN EACH OTHER FOR THREE MONTHS.

CH 87:

He didn’t get rid of the bloody sheets from their first time...they’re in his trunk…

Hardin is jealous of noah

CH 89:

So is she just not going to school anymore??

Hardin doesn’t come home and doesn’t text her

When he does come home he’s drunk and has been fighting and is being mean to her about being on his case

CH 90:

Omg hardin’s mom got gang raped in front of him because his dad pissed off some dudes

No wonder he hates his dad

CH 91:

Tessa mom is out for blood

Well yeah, she got a call that her 18 year old moved out of her dorm…

CH 92:

Tessa’s mom says she’s stupid for moving in with a boy she barely knows and honestly, agree

TESSA CALLS HER MOM A BIIIIITCH!!!!!!!!!!

Damn Tessa brings up her dad and Tessa’s mom slaps her

I cannot get over how judgemental tessa’s mom and noah are about the tattoos...people like that really exist?

CH 93:

THIRTY-NINE: Hardin, who listens to metal, gives the fray another try because tessa likes them, and he plays her “never say never”

THIS IS PEAK FANFIC MATERIAL

CH 94:

“Ken rubs the back of his neck just like Hardin” hardin doesn’t do that, once again

The wedding is a dream of course

CH 95:

Hardin wants tessa to go to england with him for christmas

Tessa asks what hardin is gonna be up to and he freaks out about her not letting stuff go????

Tessa calls zed to find out what’s up with hardin but he hangs up

CH 96:

Tessa hunts down steph at a bar

Hardin, molly, and jace show up and it comes out that they live together

CH 97:

HARDIN MADE A BET TO TAKE TESSA’S V-CARD

THAT IS WHY HE KEPT THE SHEETS!!!! TO PROVE IT

AND EVERYONE KNEW INCLUDING STEPH

[multsicorn]

i just really love this play alot ;) okay

Working on the theory that I Deserve To Have Fun (said theory has not been validated and is not ready for prime time discussion), I started watching the bootleg file I have of the OBC of Hamilton this afternoon.  (I downloaded it way back when I was in Hamilton fandom, before I went to go to see the play, and held off on watching it until I'd seen the play for Real, and then didn't particularly feel like it afterwards).

Some thoughts & observations:

[these got long and rambling.  lots of lams-shippiness and multi-shippiness, and gen stuff too]

* This play is really fuckin great.  Like, I've loved fandoms based around deeply mediocre and/or inconsistent canons, (looking at you, Check Please for the first, Glee for the second), and sure the hype around Ham was too big for anything to bear, but… yeah, I just really LOVE this canon, whatever its flaws, with so much heart, on so many levels.

* The staging!!!  I think means a lot here specificially cause I've heard all these songs dozens of times, mostly well over a year ago now, but - once in a while recently again, but in any case, I've done all my analysis picking over the songs, and they're inside me to a large extent.  Whereas much of the staging I only saw once, live.

* (And I had a close-up seat, then, which I paid lots of money for and felt Worth It, but I was so focused on the actors' faces, and so didn't read as much of the overall blocking as maybe I could have).

… anyway ….

"Alexander Hamilton"

* Alex taking off his white coat and putting on the brown coat Eliza gives him feels to me, this time, like he's leaving the world of the dead and coming to life.  Standing out from the crowd - of course - from the ensemble that's all wearing all-white - so he's Setting Out, etc., but also - they're back in all-white at the end, like ghosts.  So.  A sort of leaving the world outside time.

(Speaking of Eliza, there, I still always love the Eliza-Angelica-Laurens sequence in which they give Alex the coat, the book, and the bag.  MY SHIPSSS.  Such parallel!)

(And the bit where Washington's the one who's telling Alex he has to make something of himself! - I know I thought about and maybe posted about these things  back when the Grammy performance happened, but, Anyway.)

ALSO, also, 'you could never learn to take your time' being sung over Alex walking at a deliberately restrained pace to match the choreography on the bridge at the back of the stage so he comes down the stairs on the other side at the right time, is… funny.  Ha.  But the line's still true!  - And I just love how much the ensembles' dancing itself works as scenery.

"Aaron Burr, Sir"

* Alex is SO FUCKING EAGER it's RIDICULOUS he's like a PUPPY all like I CAN FRIEND!?!?

Burr may try to pretend he's not having it but he IS a BIT or he wouldn't invite Alex to have a drink etc. and… I love.

And then, every single time I hear the little line not-actually-exchange:

Burr: Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead

Laurens, in his first line in real time: What time is it?  (Showtime!)

Burr: Like I said…

I say, RUDE.

Although honestly - Burr is totally into Alex's ridiculous eagerness, like I said, he's coming closer, he admits something personal, he invites Alex out for a drink, it's not as obvious as Alex (cause he's just not) - and it's pretty RUDE ;), too of the revolutionary trio, from Burr's POV, to by their loudness and brashness and total lack of caution get in the middle of what was just shaping up to be possibly a Great Friendship.  So he can be forgiven for Harbinger of Dooming ;).

“My Shot” & "The Story of Tonight”

* As in most of Alex's interactions with the Gay Trio (Quartet!), I keep switching back and forth between LAMS IS REALLLL (it was, historically) (I wouldn't see it, though, I think, if I didn't know), and just ALEX IS A BI HUMAN DISASTER CUDDLING UP TO EVERY FRIEND HE MAKES.  Like, there's considerably More random arm-and-shoulder touching between Laurens and Alex than everyone else?  "You and I, do or die," (I do die!), and then they split up to each touch another dude, and in a slightly later verse Laurens is back again… oh, no, that 'back again' is "raise a glass to the four of us," BOTH TIMES, cause it has to be, ha.  You can say 'to the two of us,' Laurens, it's okay!  … But, like, otoh, "hard rock like Lancelot, I think your pants look hot, Laurens I like you a lot," is totally Alex flirting with these three dudes he just met all in the space of three lines.  It's great is what I'm saying.  Also Alex could use a positive setting towards people that's not 'will you be my friend and also get in my pants.'

The narrative of the song here, with the rest of the Revolutionary Quartet listening to Alex sceptically for his first few verses till they're impressed - I love the way that Laurens is his first and loudest and most consistent cheerleader ("shout it to the rooftops!"), hey, listen to this guy speak, the way that Alex LOOKS LIKE he's on a soapbox when he literally is, how that evokes the physicality of speaking to the crowd, and how his mind shoots three steps ahead of the present, and, yeah, okay, I just love the Alex/Laurens dynamic most of all, (cause I'm biased ;)), the way that Lauren's idealistic speaking ('raise a glass to freedom,' and, um, what was the start of his verse in My Shot?  whatever it was) makes Alex ~Look at him, and the way he's kinda just looking at Alex all the time.  Walking off arm-in-arm is SO they are together, okay.

(…. there are ten thousand more things in these songs, of course, but this is a post about My FEELINGS.)

“The Schuyler Sisters”

* The sibling back-and-forth dynamic here is just so freaking delightful to watch, it's so complicated, I can FEEL it.  Like, it feels like my sister and me (despite me only having the one)… Eliza going back and forth between Peggy and Angelica, how she's not just the middle sister in age, but she's trying to get Peggy to go along with Angelica's scheme, asking questions of and playing backup to Angelica, just - and the whole "mind at work" thing is perfect and Meaningful too, of course.  But what's harder to talk about here is the sibling dynamics, leading and restraining and following and conciliating, and it's displayed so well in the blocking and acting - and also, I can see how this Eliza falls for and enchants Alex.

Angelica has center stage for most of it, but I love the way Eliza takes center stage for a little bit - and when she does it's not about "work" anymore, but about HOW LUCKY WE ARE TO BE ALIVE RIGHT NOW, which feels kinda painfully and naively optimistic nowadays but… I do believe it's still true, in exactly the same way that I always did, in the same way that line works in the play, recurring even in the worst times.  We're lucky to be alive at any time - there's still so much good in the world, people to love, and work to do.  ("Joy is deliberate.")  And Eliza's pulling focus for a sec to be HEY GUYS ISN"T THIS SO MUCH FUN, before ceding it (joyfully, too, imo!) to Angelica's Things To Do!

Also the particular choreography of the way they three of them spin almost-in-place but trading places?  I can't even figure out what it is, but I'm obsessed with it permanently.

“Farmer Refuted"

* The way that Laurens, Mulligan, and Lafayette all cheer Alex on, and maybe try to restrain him a little, but mostly just cheer him on, is both super fun to watch, and even more fun if you have shipping goggles, so it turns into LOOK HOW GREAT OUR BOYFRIEND IS.  Fun!  I'm just saying.  Come for the story about ambition, stay for the compersion.

Also I would like to note with appreciation Laurens' arm around Aaron Burr at the start of this song, as well as his approach to Burr at the start of "My Shot" - like, dude, he totally had a thing for Burr before he met Alex, but Burr was Not Having it, too hotheaded!  Idk it just amuses me that's all.

And notice how Alex waits to jump in till he has his reply READY~, he's mile-a-minute, yes, but he takes the time he needs to PREPARE for that.

“You’ll Be Back”

* J. Groff is the one original cast member I didn't see, when I went to see the play live, and he is Really Delightful here.  Great play of the madness, the pouting, the playfulness that's actually danger, etc.  Only thing is that I always feel like those "da da da da" choruses sound like they ought to have a classic chorus line kick!  But you couldn't do that with a single person, it would just look ridiculous, and the single-ness vs. ensemble-ness of King George works so well for thematic reasons… but is it still ridiculous to say they have a chorus line kick SOUND in my head?  Because they do.

“Right Hand Man”

* I just love so much how they create an action scene in a song!!!  You might think it wouldn't work, but it DOES, all you need is a few lines describing the back-and-forth progress of a battle.  Just enough.

Why does Washington send Burr away?  You really can't tell!  And I think that works, that ambiguity, no one knows - Burr certainly doesn't know, so that feeling of unfairness festers.  But sometimes you're just not what someone wants, and I think history backs that up too…

That whole little sequence of "how come no one can get you on their staff" (it's one of those lines where the double entendre does really good work, cause WHAT IF he was saying that, right), from Hamilton asking "have I done something wrong, Sir," to making that Decision, with the chorus rising shouting in the background, "I am not throwing away my shot," but would taking the pen be taking the shot or throwing it away - it's the most fraught thing in the musical so far!  And that's a huge part of why I love this musical SO DAMN MUCH, in addition to the way it creates its own vernacular, the complex personal relationships, etc., is how the story of ambition and Doing The Work, is put above everything else.  A promotion with ambiguous risks and rewards Is the most fraught thing in life… the hardest decision to make… I love.  And how Alex wants to fight, and also he's wary of being under command in this particular way, but the moment, the very moment he takes the pen he's charging ahead nonstop again.  "Write to Congress, tell 'em we need supplies," of course all the work he does here is over-simplified, it'd have to be to fit in any way, but… getting support out of Congress was actually one of the more challenging aspects of the war, and something Alex worked on a lot!

Also I love the random shoulder-clasp between Alex and Laurens right before Washington announces Alex as his right-hand man, precisely because it's so seemingly purposeless, like… it's a congrats, man?  Sure.  But also we just have to touch each other at least once a song, it's like, required.  Thank <3.

And overall this whole number, Washington's entrance, etc., and… really just the whole play!  Yeah it's genuinely Quality, it's layered, you can talk about technical or literary aspects, but watching for the first time in A While and just being carried along by the spectacle as much as the story?  It's so Drama, so Extra, it's great.

... and this is only the first third or so of the first act, ha.  To be continued in another post.  Perhaps.

[thataspdfeel]

I'm curious, what are you most attracted to in your partners? Is it similar traits in all of them or different ones like their sense of humour etc.? Sorry if this is a weird question but you've said before you like when people ask about them so I thought I would.

i was so excited to get this and then forgot to answer it :/ im an idiot

also gonna put this under a cut cause this is gonna be hella long cause im a fucking romantic dork

god though i could wax poetic. they’re all so lovely. like they have traits in common but also are unique. they all have brown eyes but theyre unique. like my husband has these eyes that remind me of warm chocolate. like a chocolate fountain kind of warm chocolate. dark and smooth but reflect the light. my wife’s have tinges of gold in the irises like flecks of gold leaf. and theres a dark ring around the pupil and one around the edge of the iris. theyre fucking magical

my boyfriend’s eyes are almost black and very deep. darker than the night sky and full of warmth and mischief. but its like theyre never ending, like he can see the innermost parts of whoever he’s looking at, like your soul is written on your forehead

lmao i love eyes can you tell

they all have these goddamned sinful eyelashes and my boyfriend’s are the longest. theyre as dark as his eyes and when he’s embarrassed, he gets all shy and they brush against his cheekbones like how dare you sir. how dare you be beautiful even when youre embarrassed. i look like a fucking tomato. rude

my husband’s look gold at the tips with the way the light catches them. like yknow how fake eyelashes have purple or red at the tips? like that except gold. like what??? the fuck??? rude

they all have very soft hair though my boyfriend’s is the longest. i cant wait to get with him irl again cause i wanna braid it. he’s got a bony face and it frames it so well. it’s so dark brown its almost black and it’s fun to see him try to sweep it out of his face cause he refuses to tie it up

my husband has these wild curls. we were looking up how to take care of them and that’s how we found out hes ethnically jewish. (which makes sense considering he’s german) they get so thick and heavy and they’re so soft and lovely to nap in. which i do on a semi regular basis. its so soft and lovely and i love when he grows it out. he just doesn’t look right with shorter hair. and he has this beard that grows funny, makes him look like jedidiah if yknow what i mean. he has such a baby face without it and he loves beard scritches it’s so cute how happy he gets

bluh im bouncing all over the place i just??? love them?????? so??????????? much???????????????? there’s so much to talk about!!!

so i guess i’ll just try and make a list of the things i love about them

husband:

cheerful, bubbly, very sunny personality. the human incarnation of a very excited dog (which can be A Lot sometimes)

extremely kind. would give you the shirt off his back. often laments that he stopped carrying cash years ago every time he sees somebody who could use some despite the fact that we’re always broke

a proper southern gentleman??? like im fat so im used to people not holding doors open for me fucking ever and being really goddamned rude in general. he ALWAYS holds doors open for me, opens the car door for me both to get in and out of the car, and gets pouty if i try and carry my own bag. it’s so sweet??? ive literally never had that before and even after three and a half years, it’s still so charming

he will do literally anything the fuck i ask. he’ll say no and im like oh ok and he’ll tease like “finally! i said no! and got away with it!” just to make me giggle and then does it anyway

on this note, he also always cooks as much as absolutely possible. even though his spine gives him problems, he does his best to keep me off my leg

he’s always so concerned about my well being. like if there’s not a disability cart at the front of a store, he makes me sit down while he goes and chases one down. if im stiffer than usual due to a cold front, he’ll remind me to take pain meds every four hours

he’s trying to learn japanese because he knows i dont have anybody to practice with here in the states. just for me and not any other reason

adores animals. even if he finds a dog annoying, he’ll still fawn over it and give it as many pets as it wants and won't ever snap at it even if anybody else would. he’s got these large hands and he’s kind of clumsy but this goes away around animals. he’s just so careful and gentle like i never ever worry

drags me out of my introverted cave because he knows social interaction is also good

has introduced me to some of my favorite books and video games because he’s verious conscious about what somebody likes and works to be like “hey, i think youd like this” and is almost always correct??? amazing

has 0 sense of style but doesnt mind somebody who knows better keeping him from absolute disaster

dude is a damned good cook. ive gained like at least a solid 25 pounds since he moved in and started cooking regularly

SPEAKING OF COOKING, we met on the tail end of my anorexia when i was doing my best to recover and still slipping up. he never made me feel bad about it but always encouraged me to eat. he eats SO much (think shaggy rogers) that i always felt comfortable eating in front of him. he always reminds me to eat and asks if ive eaten that day. honestly, i wouldnt be at this level of recovery if it hadnt been for him

is amazing at caling me down holy fuck

wife:

met her first, of the three of them, ironically so ive known her the longest but been with her the shortest. we dated a few months in hs but there was a chick she wanted to date like right there (and i was in japan) so i was like oh go for it. well, they broke up and we got back together and it’s been lovely ever since

she has this snorting laugh that’s adorable to listen to and it makes me feel more comfortable laughing (because i think i sound like a damn goose)

SHE HAS SO MANY GODDAMNED FRECKLES ON HER CUTE LITTLE FACE THEY’RE ADORABLE AND AMAZING AND VERY FUN TO KISS BECAUSE SHE SQUIRMS

she has a goddamned button nose for chrissakes

and these really wide hips too like i felt bad about my hips years ago cause theyre p wide but shes adorable and has wide hips too. she kinda made me love them (even though hers are better)

she’s genderfluid so i get to be gay all across the gender spectrum (im agender) and she’s so beautiful and handsome and v amazing

we were both homestuck fans at the height of it (like we still are) but her cosplays are just really well done??? shes so talented

OH MY GOD SHE MAKES THIE CHICKEN SOUP WITH HOMEMADE NOODLES I WOULD SLAP AN OLD LADY FOR

i dont know about the rest of her cooking (sadly) due to limited time around each other but i cant fucking wait tbh. her cookies kill me tho i love them

an amazing fashion sense. im a dumpster compared to her

an amazing writer and artist and i die every time she sends me something like my soul fucking ascends

she loved me BEFORE meds which i think is amazing. like what a lovely human being yknow? im a dick without meds and she loved me anyway and i love that about her

she speaks german and she makes it sound beautiful and i cry

her singing voice is so angelic and it kills me when she sings because everybody should hear this lovely person sing

she is hyper empathetic and it makes her so lovely and kind and wonderful. she completely understands how i feel about things and why even when no one else does and is very good at de-escalating me when im upset

we’ve just known each other for something like 7 years now? like i dated her post my abusive ex and she lit up my whole world with happiness at being treated well. then her ex was abusive and just... we get each other? in a way where her husband and my other two partners dont. its a pain the others dont understand so we go to each other during these times of pain in a way we cant with other people. it’s a very special connection

she’s a goddamned goof and i love it

my boyfriend:

motherfucker is so skinny which is the opposite of me and for some reason it works?? idk like it worries me but it’s also unique. love it

we dated almost my whole senior year of hs but he broke up with me because he thought he didnt have the same depth of emotion as i did for him and didnt want to “hold me back” from somebody better. like??? can you imagine?????? how fucking kind

recently started dating again like it took him fourish years for him to realize SHIT I MADE A MISTAKE so he’s a little slow but he’s so very thoughtful

he’s a goof in a different way than the other two. dad jokes. never ending fucking dad jokes. and goddamned puns. he never stops. dont tell him i love them because then he’ll never let me tease him again (i pretend like its The Worst)

so. fucking. dramatic. always flips his hair in the sassiest way possible. its super gay (he’s bi)

he doesnt do a whole lot of romance or saying WHY he feels certain ways. he feels like it cheapens the emotion. but, on the rare occassion he doesnt let this bother him, his poetry he sends me about how he feels makes me fucking cry. it’s so beautiful. i love it

he works watering at a plant nursery and complains about how the bees always use him as a landing strip. it’s adorable

he’s so resourceful?? this is best seen when playing minecraft cause he makes some damn cool structures in some really nice places. i love playing it with him just to see what he builds and how (especially since im a boring, lets make this house a square kinda ho)

he’s so camera shy??? no selfies no skype at all. he’s so bashful and it’s super cute i love it

got me into DnD like yes thank you for this enjoyable nerdery

the sole reason i passed math in hs. like not only is he smart but hes also really good at explaining things to people? definitely a talent for teaching people things

he was my best friend for the longest time like all three of them are my best friend but he was the only one who was my best friend FIRST and then romance blossomed

like im demiromantic so i need a strong connection to fall in love like it was a solid few months of dating my husband before i began to love him. i knew my wife for awhile and got close so same general story. but my boyfriend and i were more friends to lovers and i love that about him

his dad is half italian so he talks with his hands and it’s so overdramatic that he hits people with them on a semi regular basis just gesturing. he once accidentally knocked my glasses all the way across a room cause i had walked behind him and he made a sweeping gesture. hilarious

one time, i had food poisoning and the pain was so bad, i had to crawl under his kitchen table until my mother came to take me to the base clinic. he sat with my head in his lap and brushed my hair out of my face and cooed gently at me to try and soothe me. it was so sweet and ive never forgotten about it

motherfucker, with the help of my sister, dragged me into homestuck

he’s so damn shy about affection that holdling his hand in public makes him blush. it’s even worse if i steal a kiss. fucking adorable

things all three have in common that i love:

good in bed. it sounds silly but this is important to me because while i dont necessarily need sex to form a close relationship to fall in love, it definitely helps

idk how this happened, i really dont, but somehow everything i like lines up nicely with everything they like??? and if im not into something, they can find it with each other and vise versa. lmao wtf how did this happen to line up idk

kind, generous, sweet, and helpful although all three show these qualities in different ways despite having them in common

love me??? like honestly it sounds so silly that id love that they love me but im such a flawed, terrible human being that it leaves me in deep awe that not only does one person love me but three??? how??? amazing people to find something in me to love and to keep on loving despite all my problems. beautiful

creative, smart, and inventive each in their own right. they fucking astound me and take my breath away

beautiful cuddlers (not being sarcastic, promise)

husband is a goddamned heater but boyfriend is a living block of ice. then wife is one of those who’s in between but she steals your heat and then hours later gives it back which is the worse option of the three. like it starts out all nice but then you end up surprised hours later because youre fucking dying of heatstroke

so we have two heatstroke, drowning in sweat options and then losing your limbs. it makes trying to set the thermostat a fucking nightmare

they all love to read and honestly? i couldnt be with anyone who doesnt like a good book

can hold lively, in depth discussions about things

hubby tends to lean more towards “would it be immoral to fuck a succubus” type morality questions and superhero dissection type things

wife is all over the place and can carry on a conversation about goddamned teapots if she so chose. no idea how she does it

boyfriend likes to entertain more morbid thoughts and psychology but also likes to analyze things. like homestuck. we still fucking dissect homestuck

very intelligent. blows my dumb ass out of the water. beautiful

like gaming various amounts and various kinds of games. hubs likes any and all. boyfriend likes dnd, monster hunter, minecraft etc kinds of things, not really one for cards or board games. wife prefers to craft but will occasionally engage in board games or cards, less so in video games but tends to stick to pokemon. it’s nice

they’re all very physically beautiful though in different ways. hubby is barrel chested and german with very strong arms and big hands, a bright and sunny smile. wife is small and round with tiny, artist hands and a sweet, pixie face. boyfriend is thin, long, and gaunt with pale skin and dark hair (kind of like damien from dream daddy tbh)

i could go on but ive been making this post for like well over two hours now and i figured maybe i should stop. it’s long as hell and idk if anybody else would have read this whole thing but basically i fucking adore my partners??? so much??? and there are so many things about them to love???

i just love them so much and could go on and on for hours about why i love each of them and how lovely they are and how they make me feel

ksdjrfgh im so sorry this is so long theres just so much to talk about //sweats

[eddiebrock]

harry potter!!!!

YOU ARE THE BEST, THANK U

Top 5 favourite characters: Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Lily (Evans) Potter, Sirius Black, Harry Potter, Minerva McGonagall (that’s six but fuck it)Other characters you like: Dorcas freaking Meadowes (who is actually a favorite but since she’s literally only mentioned once I felt weird putting her in the Top 5 but I want all of u to know that I would die for Doe), James FREAKING Potter, Hagrid, Luna Lovegood, Remus Lupin, Newt Scamander, Tina Goldstein, Narcissa Malfoy, Alice Longbottom, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and the Weasley TwinsLeast favourite characters: Umbridge, Snape, fucking Vernon & Petunia, Dudley, Otps: JILY, Hinny, Tedromeda!!!!!!!, Newt/Tina, Dorcas/Reginald (the rarest of all rarepairs lmao), Fralice, Jacob/QueenieNotps: please don’t send me any anon hate for this lmao i can’t deal, Dra*mione, Dra*rry, Wolf*star (I HAVE MY REASONS), SNILY, apparently snamione and snarry are a thing???? so that’s fucking gross, Regulus/Sirius, CarrowcestFavourite friendships: Ron and Harry, Harry and Hermione, Ginny and Hermione!!!!!!!!!!, Luna and Ginny, James and Sirius, Lily and Remus, Newt and Jacob, Dorcas and Mary, Dorcas and Alice, Ginny and Neville, Neville and Luna, Kingsley and Remus, and like way 2 many more

Favourite family: The Potters and the Weasleys!!!Favourite episodes moment: ‘Humph,’ snorted Professor McGonagall. ‘It’s high time your grandmother learned to be proud of the grandson she’s got, rather than the one she thinks she ought to have – particularly after what happened at the Ministry.’Favourite season/book/movie: I think the third book was probably my favorite book, but Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 my favorite movie (despite some stupid shit that happened)Favourite quotes: i have way, way, WAY too many favorite quotes to list them all, so i’m just gonna put down my favorite under-appreciated quote because i’ve never seen anyone talk about it, but in the cursed child when draco is like “mY sOn Is MiSsInG” and ginny fucking potter gets up in his face and screams “SO IS MINE” and i just???? ugh, man. S O    I S    M I N E. ginny is the bestBest musical moment: Dumbledore’s Farewell & S T A T U E S are two of the most powerful music moments in the entire franchise, sue me, and the only reason i say statues and not Courtyard Apocalypse is because of the absolute masterful cinematography that went along with the song Statues and how the sound was really MADE for that moment, i will fight everyone on thisMoment that made you fangirl/boy the hardest: returning back to statues scene because honestly, ‘Hogwarts is threatened!’ shouted Professor McGonagall. ‘Man the boundaries, protect us, do your duty to our school!’ gets me EVERY TIMEWhen it really disappointed you: not a single canonical bisexual Saddest moment: “Does it hurt?“ The childish question had escaped Harry’s lips before he could stop it. “Dying? Not at all,” said Sirius. “Quicker and easier than falling asleep.” / harry listening to his own parents die during the cursed child Most well done character death: fuck dude, definitely fred’s because till my dying fucking day i will never forget the phrase “the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face”Favourite guest star: Dorcas Meadowes counts as a guest star because she’s only mentioned one (1) time and I literally named my dog after herFavourite cast member: Emma Watson (but also Daniel Radcliffe)Character you wish was still alive: Sirius Black One thing you hope really happens: I want Seraphina Piquery to get 100000x more screentime, she is a badass bitch and I could really use some woc American presidentst in my life, also make her BISEXUALMost shocking twist: honestly, snape killing dumbledore. like i know that’s a big joke now like SNAPE KILLS DUMBLEDORE, but man, i remember reading it and just about shitting myself because i could not fucking believe it. also the whole “the elder wanda ctually belonged to draco but then i disarmed draco so it belonged to me but voldemort thought it belonged to snape so,” was WILDWhen did you start watching/reading?: a little over 10 yrs ago or somethingBest animal/creature: B O W T R U C K L E SFavourite location: godric’s hollow, and it’s because of the way it was staged for the cursed child (i talk more about it later on in this massive meme answer lol)Trope you wish they would stop using: it’s not a trope but i’m gonna harp on this again, there is not a single canon bisexual One thing this show/book/film does better than others: fucks up my entire world in less than a second. but in all seriousness, this whole franchise has such a way of touching that piece of nostalgia, and family and love and all these wonderful things that make me and many others feel so warm and safe. it has such an important and underlying positive message to it and i really just don’t think anything else in the world has touched so many people in such a massive and important way like harry potter has. plus, according to an actual scientific study, people who have read harry potter tend to be better human beings, so there’s that, tooFunniest moments: “There’s no need to call me sir, professor.” / “Have a biscuit, Potter.”Couple you would like to see: Newt and Tina!!! Seraphina and another woman!!!!!!Actor/Actress you want to join the cast: Imogen Poots!!!!!!!!!! but that has a 0% chance of happening, so Maisie Williams and Natalie DormerFavourite outfit: seraphina’s crazy cool outfits and hermione’s sweater in the woods in deathly hallows pt. 1 (but in the books, hermione’s perriwinkle yule ball gown)Favourite item: the invisibility cloak for sure, but also harry’s glassesDo you own anything related to this show/book/film?: the sheer audacity of this question…….. the ability to even list it all is……….. unfathomableWhat house/team/group/friendship group/family/race etc would you be in?: GRYFFINDORMost boring plotline: the entire lavender/ron stint Most laughably bad moment: voldemort trying to hug draco lolBest flashback/flashfoward if any: it’s not really a flashback, but in the cursed child, when they go back in time to the night james and lily died, i can’t remember if the script talked about this but on stage, lily (WHO WAS APPROPRIATELY AGED) took baby harry in a stroller out of the house and there were pumpkins and all sorts of cute halloween decorations all around, and it was peaceful and quiet and when they got out the door she was cooing and talking to harry and making all these cute funny faces at him, and i literally could not keep it together. shortly thereafter, when harry’s gone back in time too, on stage they’re all standing there as voldemort walks off the stage and harry’s forced to listen to his parents die. i’ve never wept so much in my entire life. it was so good. Most layered character: i think narcissa malfoy, probably, if not albus dumbledore, who isn’t the most popular character around but face it, the guy’s got layersMost one dimensional character: umbridge, her only dimension is Evil and i’m ok with it staying that wayScariest moment: fucking basiliskGrossest moment: fucking aragogBest looking male: percival graves probably lmao colin farrell is fine as fuckBest looking female: obviously hermione grangerWho you’re crushing on (if any): i always have a crush on ginny and hermioneFavourite cast moment: that time when they’re wrapping up the final movie, and they’re watching this memories video while they were all still in costume, and emma started crying and daniel hugged her and it was just the cutest thing i’ve ever seen and i still cry, also all of them crying and hugging jk rowling at the premiere of dhp2Favourite transportation: definitely broomsticksMost beautiful scene (scenery/shot wise): deathly hallows part 2 where they’re putting up the protective spells over hogwarts, and it’s got all the colours in that enormous shield and it just brings tears to my eyesUnanswered question/continuity issue/plot error that bugs you: WHY ARE JAMES AND LILY PORTRAYED BY REASONABLY PARENTAL-AGED PEOPLE??? THEY DIED WHEN THEY WERE 21 AND EVERYONE DESERVESTO KNOW HOW FUCKING SAD THAT IS, also what the fuck happened to the real percival graves??? is he dead??? do i get to see colin farrell come back as a good guy at any point????Best promo: i will never forget the day that the audio from the SDCC trailer for deathly hallows part 1 came out, and all you could hear was kingsley shacklebolt saying “the ministry has fallen. the minister of magic is dead. they are coming.” and i just remember sitting at my old desk and whispering “oh my god!!!!! oh my god!!!!!!” and playing the audio over and over again and that was like. magicalAt what point did you fall in love with this show/book: “Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”

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50 Personal Questions

Rules: fill this out and tag at least one person you’d like to know more about! Or just fill it out! Or don’t! Answer only some of them! Make up your own questions! “What kind of requirement is that”, you ask? A reasonable one! Who am I to tell you what to do? Anything goes! Tagged by @leorysxi Tagging No One! 1. What kind of food can’t you stand?
Anything that's really cheap or really processed (basically most candy and junk food, except for some quality chocolate). Also coconut. Fuck coconut. 2. If you could choose one minor inconvenience to never have to deal with again, what would you pick?
As of right now, having to remember princess lessons in MidCin and IkeSen. If I could just store infinite stamina (or at least like 10 hours) I'd be such a happy camper. 3. Have you got any useless talents? Idk if it counts as a talent but I can do multiplication, addition, and subtraction from left-to-right. 4. If you could be really really good at one thing, what would it be? Remembering things. 5. Name a few people you think are extremely good-looking. There are plenty, but off the top of my head Andy Biersack for guys (I don't even listen to BVB but I do listen to his solo album lol) and Zendaya or Sofia Vergara for ladies.
 6. What was your favorite way to pass the time as a kid? Daydreaming or playing video games (I got my first hand-me-down DS when I was 7). 7. What is something you’re proud of? I'm plenty cocky about a lot of things, but if I had to pick it would be that I was selected out of like 700 kids in my middle school to represent them in a young leadership conference during my first year there.
 8. What’s one character flaw in people that you just can’t tolerate? Vapidness in general. 
 9. Do you consider yourself to be more of a leader or a follower? Definitely a leader (see number 7)! One of my young childhood memories was when I was at the beach on vacation when I was maybe 6, and I was trying to direct a bunch of other little kids on how to build a proper sandcastle (I'm now currently discovering my interest in the field of architecture, funnily enough).
 10. What kind of student are/were you? Extremely curious, tends to monopolize the teacher, teachers pet, has never dipped below a 3.7 GPA.
 11. Butterfly effect question! Has there ever been a seemingly minor decision you’ve made (at the time) that ended up having a profound influence on your life? I have absolutely no clue tbh.
 12. Name your most irrational fear/aversion. The inevitability of my own death. 13. Are there any fictional characters you find especially relatable? Yes, and the first that comes to mind is Edea Lee from the Bravely Default series. She's the daughter of the Grand Marshal (king) of her kingdom, and was raised to follow in her father's footsteps. Though her somewhat biased education had led her to see the world in a very black/white way, her world view is forced to change as she journeys out into the world and joins the other heroes of the story. She wants to make her father and teachers proud, but does not hesitate to disobey them and her state when she sees the consequences of their actions. She's proud, headstrong, and kind (plus she loves food lmao I love Edea and I could talk about her for hours and I'm literally going to name my firstborn daughter after her and no one can stop me). 
 14. If you drink, what kind of drunk are you? Alternatively, what sort of person are you at parties? I don't really go to parties unless they're small gatherings with friends or family, and the idea of drinking in public terrifies me so idk I'll figure it out eventually.
 15. Do you fall in love easily? Or does it usually take a long time for you to trust someone? It will definitely take awhile. I can get crushes, sure, but if and when I start looking for someone to spend/dedicate my whole life to, I plan to find the right one the first time.
 16. Would you rather have one close friend or 100 casual friends? This is going to sound shallow but 100 casual friends. No matter how perfect we are as friends, only spending time with one person wears thin after awhile.
 17. Do you consider yourself to be more of a slob or a neat-freak? Neat-freak, but not extremely so. I just like me some good organization!
 18. Describe a place (imaginary or real) that you would find incredibly cozy. When I think of cozy, one old southern home in my dad's family comes to mind. In the middle of a town as rural as can be, it's a large, charming white cottage surrounded by massive oak trees. The only sounds that reach it are the occasional train the crosses the edge of the property. Whether I'd be out on the porch swing overlooking the yard, the sunroom in the back with an old couch along an entire wall with a massive window, or even perched in one of the massive oaks on the property, I'd stay there forever and nap.
 19. Do you have kids? If not, do you want them someday?
Like I said, I'm totally naming my first daughter Edea. 20. What was your favorite book as a child? When I was in second grade, I used to get in massive trouble for reading the Young Nancy Drew series in math class. I also love the Harry Potter series, and found a book called The School for Good and Evil on the first day of 6th grade and have loved the series since.
 21. Name one thing you just don’t get what all the hype is about Snapchat, Jake Paul, fidget spinners... I could go on.
 22. Name one thing that you think is tragically underrated. Marina and the Diamonds! I hear everyone talking about Halsey or Lana Del Ray, but no one ever talks about Marina and her awesome music! ;-;
 23. If you had to be glued to a person for a month, real or fictional (who you have never met), who would you choose? I have no clue, but someone I could get comfortable with at least (not a guy, I'm way too shy!).
 24. What’s something you’d like the chance to do someday? I'm just going to be generic and say travel the world.
 25. Do you typically speak your mind when you have a controversial opinion? Or do generally prefer to not rock the boat?
If it's something I feel confident in my knowledge/ability to debate about, then I'll never hold back. 26. What’s the dumbest fad you’ve been caught up in?
I'm not one for fads usually, so I don't really have an answer. 27. What’s something you thought was cool as a kid/adolescent, but now cringe at yourself for?
Idk, I was a pretty cool kid. I usually knew when something was too dumb for me. 28. What’s a trait you consider to be very admirable?
A quick wit. 29. Is there a particular kind of item people always tend to give you as gifts? (For instance, people always get you things with ducks on them because you like ducks, etc.) I usually make a wish-list, but I've always gotten plenty of video games, and in recent years I've been receiving jewelry as a gift more often (mostly from my mom because we watch JTV together sometimes and she knows my taste lmao)
 30. Do you speak multiple languages? Which ones? I only know English fluently, but I'm learning Spanish in school, slowly but surely.
 31. Would you rather live in the big city or the countryside? The countryside definitely has its draws (see number 18), but I've also lived in a city all my life and the convenience of everything is really nice...
 32. Has there ever been something you were certain you’d hate, but ended up loving? I never would have thought it as a kid, but I actually love reading nonfiction. You don't have to struggle to find something with a good story that's suited to your tastes, and you get to LEARN stuff.
 33. Do you mind being the center of attention, or do you prefer the spotlight to be on someone else?
I guess it depends on what type of spotlight. If it's just drama/popularity, then no thanks, but I definitely want appreciation for what I do and what I've a accomplished so far. 34. Favorite holiday? Easter for pastels and nostalgia, Mardi Gras for fun and family, and Christmas for gifts and candy.
 35. Are you a more go-with-the-flow type of person, or do you need to have things planned meticulously? PLANNING. Because STRATEGY. IS. ALWAYS. (srsly tho don't try to get me into a plan that hasn't been thought out yet because I will ask a million questions and start planning everything for you)
 36. Is there something you loved so much you wish you could forget it and experience it all over again? (A tv show, book, series–anything.) Most things wouldn't be the same now since I did them as a child, but honestly if I could replay Breath of the Wild with a blank slate I totally would. I tried to take it slow but still ended up rushing the story ;-;
 37. What hobbies do you have? Still video games and daydreaming :p but now with the lovely additions of fanfiction and YouTube!
 38. If you could have a superpower, but it was only mildly useful, what ability would you want to have? Teleporting? You can't kill a man with it, but it's still pretty useful.
 39. Something people are always surprised to learn about you? (Depending on how you met me) I'm super polite and apparently "talk fancy", or that I swear like a sailor in the most deadpan way.
 40. Something that took you way too long to figure out? I can't remember anything off the top of my head...
 41. Worst injury you’ve had? I've never broken a bone, but once when I was like four I got this HORRIBLE carpet burn on my chin from watching cartoons on my stomach at a friend's house.
 42. Any morbid fascinations?
Not really. 43. Describe your sense of humor. Dry, often dark, and is typically enhanced by timing and delivery (deadpan, usually).
 44. If you had to be born in another era/place, which would you choose? I'm honestly pretty happy where I am. The past sucks in terms of conveniences and sanitation, and where I came from plays a huge part in who I am.
 45. Something you are irredeemably bad at? Probably dancing.
 46. Something that sucked but you’re glad you went through? When I was younger, my mom would ALWAYS correct me if I forgot to say ma'am or sir, but I'm so glad she stuck with it because now it's ingrained in my brain and helps me to be acknowledged/liked by my teachers and other adults.
 47. Would you rather have a really godawful ugly tattoo in a place that is only slightly inconvenient to conceal with clothing (upper arm, thigh, etc.), or the coolest, most beautiful tattoo ever in the middle of your face? (Neither tattoo can be removed or concealed with makeup, and the ugly tattoo will deeply offend anyone who sees it.) Face tattoo! It doesn't have to be that big, right? Theoretically it could just look like the perfect makeup permanently on my face (and lord knows I'm too lazy for makeup). But realistically, I'm never getting a tattoo. 48. Are you more of an optimist or a pessimist? Realist? I like to operate under "prepare for the worst and hope for the best". I'm confident in my ability to get myself where I want to be, but I know I'll have to work for it. 49. What would be the most flattering compliment someone could give you? Probably something about my mind or abilities. I love being complimented on my looks of course (the other day when I was getting my hair done for school a stranger told me I have beautiful hair and I'm still happy about it), but whenever someone in MidCin compliments me as a princess I almost always screenshot it.
 50. Something you feel people often misunderstand about you? (In real life) I'm not a total stuck-up bitch. Yes I'm confident in myself and yes I came from a relatively well-off background, but I like to think that I'm nicer than I first appear.

[unlessimwrongwhichyouknowimnot]

Autistic Arthur Shappey (Cabin Pressure)

Cabin Pressure is a BBC radio show following the four members of MJN Air, an airdot (because you need more than one plane to have an airline) run by Carolyn Knapp-Shappey. Arthur Shappey is the steward of the plane and Carolyn’s son. Arthur is voiced by John Finnemore, the creator of Cabin Pressure who also wrote every episode.

Arthur stood out to me as autistic from the 2nd episode when he mentioned taking a course on understanding people. Because autistic headcanons are turning into a new special interest of mine, I decided to create this list of reasons why Arthur is very much autistic. 

Martin Crieff, another character on the show, is also very autistic. You can find his list here.

The traits focused on were taken from this list of Inclusive Autistic Traits.

All the examples below were taken from transcripts at this website. 

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1. Differences in body language and nonverbal communication (this is obviously extremely difficult to tell with Cabin Pressure being a radio show, but there was one instance of Arthur’s body language being described as atypical)

2x02 – Gdansk

MARTIN: Yes. Arthur, what are you doing with your face? ARTHUR: I’m winking. MARTIN: You’re only supposed to use one eye. ARTHUR: I know, but I can only do that if I hold the other one open with my finger, and I thought Douglas would notice.

 2. Differences in verbal communication (Arthur struggles with not recognizing sarcasm, taking things literally, not understanding rhetorical statements/questions, struggling with metaphor, occasional echolalia etc.)

A. Different use of literal and metaphorical language

1x05 – Edinburgh 

ARTHUR: Oh, I just, er, popped onto the roof of the plane. CAROLYN: The roof?! What the hell are you doing up there?! ARTHUR: Well, the picture on the rugby went all funny, so Douglas said I should shin up onto the roof and twiddle the aerial … only now I’m here, I can’t seem to find it. CAROLYN: Ohh, you idiot boy! This is “Go and water the window boxes” all over again, isn’t it? ARTHUR: Ohhh!

3x06 – St. Petersburg

ARTHUR: Here you are, Skip. Nice hot cup of coffee. MARTIN: Oh.  (He takes a sip.) Aww! It’s cold! ARTHUR: Nice cup of coffee. MARTIN: It’s horrible! ARTHUR: Cup of coffee. MARTIN: I’m not even sure it is coffee. ARTHUR: … Cup. How’re you feeling?

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DOUGLAS: Alas, an exhaustive search of St Petersburg airport duty free has yet to turn up anything in the shape of a Toblerone. ARTHUR: Triangular.

 4x03 – Vaduz

ARTHUR: Wow! It’s an actual castle! DOUGLAS: What did you expect Vaduz Castle to be? ARTHUR: I dunno. World of Leather was very disappointing.

 4x05 – Xinzhou

ARTHUR: Er, Mum? CAROLYN: Yes? ARTHUR: A quick question: you know those small chickens you get where everyone has one each? CAROLYN: Yes. ARTHUR: What are they called? CAROLYN: Poussin. ARTHUR: Oh. Not ‘baby chickens’. CAROLYN: No. ARTHUR: Oh. Chaps, you know how we were talking about mistakes? MARTIN: What have you done? ARTHUR: … and how they happen to all of us and it’s just one of those things? CAROLYN: What have you done? ARTHUR (frantically): It should have made it clearer! When I was ordering the catering, there was one called ‘baby chicken’ and I thought they’d be those little ones, and I love those because you feel like a giant! But they didn’t mean that! It-it meant these. CAROLYN: So … the catering you have laid on, Arthur, for four people trapped in a plane overnight, is two jars of chicken-flavoured baby food? ARTHUR: No! That’s not all. There’s two lamb-flavoured ones as well. DOUGLAS: What did you think ‘baby lamb’ was? ARTHUR: Well, all lambs are baby lambs.

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CAROLYN: Arthur. Say something. ARTHUR: Ooh! Okay! What shall I say? CAROLYN: Well, anything, just so I know where you are and I don’t tread on you getting back to my seat. ARTHUR: Oh, right!  (Half-singing) ♪ Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me … ♪ 

 4x06 – Yverdon-les-Bains 

HERC: You can have something more interesting if you like, Arthur. There’s, er, there’s guava; mango; dragon fruit … ARTHUR: Wow.  Dragon fruit?! HERC: Help yourself. ARTHUR: Thanks, Herc! (He takes and eats a piece.) HERC: So, what do you think?  ARTHUR (with his mouth half full): Yeah, it’s quite nice. Mmm. It’sh not really what I was expecting. I-I thought it’d be a bit more, um, I don’t know … HERC: Dragony?

 Zurich – Part One

CAROLYN: It is a happy ending – just not a fairytale ending. We can’t expect that. Real happy endings are never simple. ARTHUR: Yes they are. Like in ‘Finding Nemo’ when they find Nemo. Or in ‘Casablanca’ when the woman gets a go on the plane. CAROLYN: It’s not! ARTHUR: I suppose maybe ‘The Jungle Book’ when you’re meant to be happy that Mowgli goes off with the boring girl to the human village instead of hanging out with Baloo and Bagheera. That’s a kind of sad happy ending.

 B. Different use of speech (Echolalia)

 4x05 – Xinzhou

(Arthur, Carolyn, Douglas, and Martin are having to sleep on the plane. Arthur has claimed the aisle to sleep, and sings his song when the others are moving past him in the dark so he doesn’t get stepped on. When he’s the one moving, he still sings the song.)

 ARTHUR (tiredly): ♪ Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me. ♪ CAROLYN: It’s you moving!

 Zurich – Part One

(Arthur has turned a small moving van into an ice cream van and created his own “ice cream chimes,” which consists of him repeating the words ‘ice cream’ repeatedly.)

ARTHUR (dramatically): The chimes. I’ve done my own ice cream chimes. Listen! (He inserts a cassette into a player and his own voice starts to play from it.) ARTHUR’s VOICE (singing to the tune of ‘Greensleeves’, with no musical accompaniment): ♪ Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice. Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, get your lovely ice cream. ♪ (His voice goes very off-key at the end.) MARTIN: Er, yes, that’s … ARTHUR’s VOICE (straining for the high note at the beginning of the chorus): ♪ I-i-ice cream, i-i-i-ice cream, i-i-i-ice cream, i-i-i… ♪ (The cassette is turned off.)

 Differences in interactions and relationships (Arthur has a very distinct way of speaking to passengers, struggles with knowing how to communicate with others, and gets flustered easily in conversations. His mum sent him on a course on understanding people in Ipswich.)

 1x02 – Boston

ARTHUR: Good evening, sir, welcome on board today. Good evening, madam, welcome also to you today on board. Good evening, sir, welcome to being on board to you today. Ooh, er, sir? Excuse me? MR. LEEMAN (American accent): Yeah? What? ARTHUR: Er, may I inform yourself that MJN does run a fully comprehensive non-smoking service, and as such as a result of this, all cigarettes, cigars and cigarillos must be extinguished upon embarkation, and retained in a state of extinguishment until termination of disembarkation. Thank yourself for your co-operation. MR. LEEMAN: I’m not co-operating. ARTHUR: No, not yet, but I’m sure you’re going to in a minute, and then, thank you! MR. LEEMAN: Do you know how much I paid to be on this flight today? ARTHUR: I bet it was loads! MR. LEEMAN: Yeah, good guess. It was loads. It was so much that it seems to me that, uh … (he takes a drag on his cigarette) … I can pretty much smoke where I like, okay? ARTHUR: But … it … it’s very dangerous to smoke on an aeroplane. MR. LEEMAN: No it’s not. ARTHUR: … I don’t know what to say now. MR. LEEMAN: How old are you, sonny? ARTHUR: Twenty-eight and a half. MR. LEEMAN: Well, I was smoking on airplanes for twenty years before you were born. Why do you think the No Smoking signs go on and off? ARTHUR: Actually, ours don’t, mostly; although one of them flickers. And there’s one we can’t turn on at all because it makes the cabin smell of fish. MR. LEEMAN: Well, that sure gives me confidence. So, uh … (he takes another drag on his cigarette) … we’re all done here, right? ARTHUR: Yep! MR. LEEMAN: And I can smoke. ARTHUR: Er …

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MARTIN: Shut up, Douglas! Now, Arthur, we’ve already had one fire scare on this trip. We can’t afford to take chances, and since we know that Mr. Leeman has been fully informed of the policy and therefore certainly won’t be smoking in the loo again … ARTHUR: Actually, I think he might. MARTIN: No, Arthur, he won’t. ARTHUR: Hmm. The thing is, though, Skip, with all due respect, but what I’ve got that you haven’t is that Mum sent me on a course on understanding people in Ipswich. MARTIN (slowly): And if I ever want the people of Ipswich understood, you’ll be the first person I call. Meanwhile … ARTHUR: Yeah, yeah, but it means I can now read people – you know, like a book. DOUGLAS: Have you ever read a book, Arthur? ARTHUR: Yes, actually!  White Fang. Twice. Anyway, bringing my people-reading skills to the table, I’m able to reveal to you now that Mr. Leeman didn’t show any of the five indicators of true resolve to change his behaviour patterns, and therefore, in a nutshell, I reckon he might smoke in the loo again.

1x03 – Cremona

ARTHUR: Might I ask yourself at this time if yourself would care to partake of the enjoyment of the in-flight entertainment system we do provide on the aircraft today? HESTER: What? ARTHUR: Shall I put the telly on?

 2x04 – Johannesburg

ARTHUR (into cabin address): Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, our onboard transit process today has now reached its ultimate termination. CAROLYN: He means we’ve landed. ARTHUR: Yes. So, as yourselves prepare for disemboarding, if I could kindly ask you to kindly ensure you retain all your personal items about your person throughout the duration of the disembarkation. CAROLYN: He means take your stuff with you. ARTHUR: In concluding, it’s been a privilege for ourselves to conduct yourselves through the in-flight experience today, and I do hope you’ll re-favour ourselves with the esteem of your forth-looking custom going forward. CAROLYN: … No idea.

 4x02 – Uskerty

ARTHUR: No, no. I just think it would look good. And then, Douglas, we should be saying things like, you know, “Hey, you guy. The dames, eh?” “Yeah, the dames. Stupid dames. You had any luck with the horses?” “No, the horses are all … idiots. You know, between the dames and the horses, sometimes I don’t even know why I put my hat on.” That’s how they talk in bars, isn’t it? DOUGLAS: … No, Arthur. That’s not how anyone talks, anywhere. ARTHUR: Oh, right. So … how-how do they …? I mean, I’ve never really been to a … What sort of things do they say?

DOUGLAS: I don’t know. You just ask about each other’s lives. ARTHUR: Oh, okay. Right. Er … So, do you miss your ex-wife? DOUGLAS: What?! ARTHUR: No! No! DOUGLAS: You don’t … not like that! ARTHUR: Sorry, sorry. DOUGLAS: You don’t talk about anything. You-you just … I dunno – you-you joke. You moan about sport; you-you tease each other. It’s terrific. ARTHUR: I don’t know about sport. Um, I could tease you, though. I’d like to be better at teasing. DOUGLAS: Well, you can’t just … ARTHUR: Honestly, Douglas, you silly great … man. Look at you with your hair all … straight. … It’s not easy, is it? DOUGLAS: Apparently not.

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: I ju… I just don’t know the sort of things people say. DOUGLAS: Yes you do. You’ve heard me tease Martin hundreds of times. ARTHUR: Oh, right, okay. Er … I notice Sir isn’t terribly tall today. DOUGLAS: … Yes. That’s better. Of course, I am quite tall. ARTHUR: Oh, damn! It’s-it’s just really difficult with you. There’s-there’s nothing to make fun of. (Silence.) ARTHUR: What? DOUGLAS: I’m a fifty-seven year old first officer with three ex-wives and I’m drinking sodding pineapple juice. ARTHUR: I know. So? DOUGLAS: Nothing. You know, I think maybe you should give up on teasing. It’s not really your thing. ARTHUR: Okay. DOUGLAS: If it helps, you are excellent at being teased. ARTHUR: Oh, really? Am I? DOUGLAS: Oh, first rate! Second only to Martin. He’s the master. ARTHUR: Aww, thanks, Douglas! And-and maybe if I practise, I could get as good as him. DOUGLAS: As good as Martin? I’m afraid not. He always goes the extra mile. The man just phoned me from up a tree.

 Sensory

 1. Differences in sensory sensitivity (Arthur prefers certain sensory experiences as shown below)

 1x06 - Fitton

(When discussing whether it’s possible to be perfectly happy, Arthur provides sensory examples to prove that he’s often perfectly happy.)

ARTHUR: Like, for instance, when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature, and you go … (blissfully) … “Ohhhh!”

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: Like when you realise your knuckles are ready for cracking.

 2. Strong enjoyment, desire, or need for certain types of sensory input. Demonstrated by stimming (self-stimulation) behaviour.

1x06 – Fitton

ARTHUR: This – tossing an apple from hand to hand. It just feels really nice. I could do it for hours. Try it.

 Cognitive

1. Strength of focus and rigidity (Arthur will attach himself to certain topics and learn a lot about them in a short amount of time. He plays the game of “Yellow Car” every time he’s in a car and gets upset when the rules of the game are changed.)

A. Intense focus and interests

 1x03 – Cremona

Hester Macauley

ARTHUR (excitedly): Hester Macauley?! The Lady of the Lake?! In my cabin?!

ARTHUR (high-pitched with excitement): She was Griselda, the Lady of the Lake – in-in Quest for Camelot!

ARTHUR: Right. I see. Still, though, I just want to say, I am your biggest fan. HESTER: Oh really? ARTHUR: Absolutely!

 3x01 – Qikiqtarjuaq

Polar Bears/Bears (plus bonus Egypt!)

ARTHUR (almost bursting with excitement): What?! Are we?! Polar bears?! We’re gonna fly over polar bears?! And see them and look at them and be with the polar bears?!

CAROLYN: Oh, if you’re online, Douglas, look up ‘polar bears’ or ‘exploring’ or something. DOUGLAS: Why? CAROLYN: Because one of you will have to give a lecture on it. Unbeaten Track’s thing is that the crew are all experts on the region and they give lectures. ARTHUR: Can I give a lecture on polar bears? CAROLYN (instantly): No. DOUGLAS: What do you know about polar bears, Arthur? ARTHUR: Polar bears are … brilliant. DOUGLAS: You might want to pad that out with some PowerPoints.

ARTHUR: And this one’s a koala bear. Uh, that’s not actually a bear, in fact. This one is a panda bear.  That’s not actually a bear. Honestly, it’s like nothing’s actually a bear.           MRS COOK (Canadian accent): I’m sorry. I’m confused. Why are you showing me this? ARTHUR: It’s interesting about bears and things. Don’t worry: it’s all part of the service. It’s not extra. We’re all experts on stuff today, you see? I’m the expert on bears. And Egypt, actually. In Egypt, they used to pull your brains out through your nose with a hook. And that’s not even something in this book – that’s something I know!

ARTHUR: Hello. Uh, we didn’t meet properly. I’m Arthur. I’m the steward and bear expert. For instance, the sloth bear eats half its own body weight every month.

ARTHUR: Right, because I just know an awful lot about bears – at the moment. Uh, so if you ever need to, you know, borrow me, well you’d have to sort it out with Mum but I’m sure it’d be okay.

(Flight deck door bursts open.) ARTHUR: BEARS!! (Martin yells out in surprise.) ARTHUR: Bears, bears, bears! Polar bears! Look, on the ground!

CAROLYN: Goodbye. Goodbye. Thank you for flying with Unbeaten Track. ARTHUR: Goodbye. A female bear is called a sow. CAROLYN: Goodbye, madam. Thank you for flying Unbeaten Track. ARTHUR: Goodbye. A grizzly bear can strip a deer’s carcass in six minutes. MRS COOK: I beg your pardon? CAROLYN: Farewell bear facts, madam, courtesy of Unbeaten Track.

 4x01 – Timbuktu

Timbuktu

ARTHUR: Oh, and I, er, I found that book you wanted, Douglas. DOUGLAS: What book? ARTHUR: About Timbuktu. DOUGLAS: Oh, right. Yes, well, you hang on to that for now. ARTHUR: Oh, okay. It’s about all of Africa really, but there’s a chapter on Mali and a page on Timbuktu. I’ve nearly finished it. MARTIN: The book? ARTHUR: The page. It sounds amazing. I can’t wait to see it!

ARTHUR: Don’t mention it. I read the whole page of that book. I’m basically an expert on Timbuktu now.

ARTHUR: Er, no, Douglas, you’re thinking of France. Mali was in the French Empire. DOUGLAS: No, Arthur … ARTHUR: Yeah, no, definitely. It was in my book.

ARTHUR: It’s just, my book was saying that most transport is still camels and donkeys, but I haven’t seen a camel all journey!

ARTHUR: Well, it is a bit surprising, Mum, because the book was saying the Sahara’s one of the flattest places in the world!

 B. Preference for routine and sameness (Arthur has a certain game he plays every time he’s in the car, and he gets upset if someone changes the rules.)

 The Official Rules for Yellow Car

3x04 – Ottery St. Mary

ARTHUR: Yellow car. DOUGLAS: What? ARTHUR: Nothing. Just “yellow car”. MARTIN: Why did you say “yellow car”? ARTHUR: There was a yellow car. MARTIN: But why did you say “yellow car”? ARTHUR: You’ve got to say “yellow car” when there’s a yellow car. MARTIN: Why? ARTHUR: That’s how you play Yellow Car. MARTIN: I’m not playing Yellow Car. ARTHUR: You’re always playing Yellow Car.

 4x01 – Timbuktu

ARTHUR: … Yellow car. MR. BIRLING: Can’t you do something to stop him saying that? CAROLYN: Trust me: there is no power on Earth.

 4x03 – Vaduz

MAXIMILIAN: Green truck. That counts double. ARTHUR (indignantly): What?! No, no, that’s not how you play! MAXIMILIAN: It is in Liechtenstein. ARTHUR: No it’s not! MAXIMILIAN: It is, because I’m the King of Liechtenstein and I say it is. A hundred points to me! ARTHUR (frantically): There aren’t any points!

 2. Difference in cognitive abilities (Arthur struggles with executive function and has been shown to have a slower processing speed. He needs multiple prompts to do things and struggles with multi-step directions.)

2x06 – Limerick

CAROLYN: Arthur. Arthur, it’s an intercom, not a chat line. You’re supposed to be putting the dinner on. ARTHUR: Oh, right. Sorry, Mum.

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: Is it valuable? CAROLYN: No! Of course not(!) A client just chartered a plane and two pilots to fly a packet of crisps halfway round the world(!) Arthur … you remember when I told you to put the dinner on? ARTHUR: Yeah. CAROLYN: Did you, in fact, do that? ARTHUR: … No. No, now I think about it, I got mixed up and made coffee. CAROLYN: Then perhaps you could have another crack at it now. ARTHUR: Right-o! What are we having?

~*~*~*~

CAROLYN: Arthur.  Why is there a half-cooked Admiral’s pie congealing in the microwave? ARTHUR: Oh! I forgot about it. It was just having its little rest in the middle, because otherwise it goes all bubbly at the edges and you have to … CAROLYN: Yes, thank you, Heston Blumenthal. Just sort it out. ARTHUR: Right-o.

 3x04 – Ottery St. Mary

ARTHUR: Here we are, chaps … er, chap. Coffee for you, Douglas, and coffee for you … to maybe have a bit later on, Douglas. DOUGLAS: Did you by any chance forget Martin wasn’t flying today, Arthur? ARTHUR: No, I didn’t, actually. It’s just, I only know the amounts to make coffee for two people. DOUGLAS: You could just have made half what you usually make. ARTHUR: Well, I couldn’t because I’d only know what to make half of once I’d made it, and once I’d made it, I’d made it.

~*~*~*~

DOUGLAS: Give me strength. The address on the envelope you picked up from Martin’s pigeonhole at the airfield. ARTHUR: … Right. Now … I know how you’re going to be, but remember you also asked me to pick up the van keys. MARTIN: Arthur … ARTHUR: Half the job was picking up the van keys, and that part I did brilliantly!

3x05 – Rotterdam

DOUGLAS: It’s certainly biggest. All right, Arthur, in your own time. (Pause.) ARTHUR: Who’s saying ‘Action’? DOUGLAS: You can say ‘Action’. ARTHUR: Action! (Pause.) DOUGLAS (tiredly): And go.

 4x01 – Timbuktu 

MARTIN: Actually, we’re fine, Arthur. We-we’ll be landing in twenty minutes. ARTHUR: Oh, right-o. Oh, and a message from Mum. Er, she says how long until we land? DOUGLAS: … Right.

 3. Difference in thinking styles (Arthur thinks and learns in an atypical manner.)

 1x01 – Abu Dhabi

CAROLYN: What time is it? ARTHUR: Six fifteen … Oh, damn! CAROLYN: What? ARTHUR: I’m trying to train myself always to talk in twenty-four hour clock, like Martin, but I keep forgetting. CAROLYN: Well, what should you have said? ARTHUR: Well, six fifteen. But not the six fifteen I was thinking of. You see, I was thinking of the one there’s two of, but when you do it right, there should only be one, and what I was … CAROLYN (interrupting): Arthur, Arthur, Arthur, light of my life, do please shut up.

2x06 – Limerick 

If you want to listen to this one, click here

MARTIN: Arthur? ‘M’. ARTHUR: What? Ooh! Er, Mountain. Moccasin. Magma. CAROLYN: What’s this now? DOUGLAS: Arthur’s trying to learn the phonetic alphabet. He favours the spot-check method of revision. None of the above, Arthur, no.

ARTHUR: Er, Molecule. Mongoose. Mosquito! MARTIN: Shorter. ARTHUR: Mosque. CAROLYN: It’s a name. ARTHUR: Macnamara. Michinson. Moon! DOUGLAS: A first name. ARTHUR: Er, Martin, er, Maggie, Milly, Molly, Mandy, Matthew, Michael … CAROLYN: Nearly! Shorter. ARTHUR: Mickey! Mick! Mi! Muh! MARTIN: No, Arthur, the phonetic alphabet version of the letter ‘M’ is not ‘Muh’. It’s ‘Mike’! ARTHUR: Oh! I was close, then.

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: Sorry. Mum, did you say one minute, three minute, one minute? CAROLYN: Oh, for goodness’ sake! No! Of course not! What cooks for one minute and stands for three? It’s three, one, three. ARTHUR: Oh, right. Okay, actually that’s easy to remember, because I’ll just think of 433 Squadron, only remember to swap the first two numbers and take three off the middle one! CAROLYN: Arthur, are you insane? That’s the stupidest way to remember anything I’ve ever heard! MARTIN: Also, it’s not 433 Squadron, it’s 633 Squadron. ARTHUR: Oh, yeah! Thanks, Skipper. So first, I’ve got to add two to the squadron I think it is to get the real squadron and then swap … CAROLYN: No! Don’t do any of that. Just remember it. Just use your brain and remember the three numbers. ARTHUR: Yes! Sorry. Three … three … CAROLYN: No! Oh, come with me.

[newyorktheater]

James Earl Jones in 1974 King Lear

Christopher Fitzgerald and Bill Irwin in In-Zoom

Gospel choir member in Antigone in Ferguson

Elaine Paige in CATS

Among the avalanche of streaming options this weekend are a timely Beckett play and the rich theater offerings of an arts “marathon” —  both “opening” today — that count as must-see theater in my book. Two plays are opening Sunday that you could and should see (especially if they’re new to you). And then I list another ten still running that are worth catching before the end of their “runs.”  Unlike live theater on stage, some of this online theater you can see right on this page.

These recommendations are by no means all that’s available this weekend. For more listings check out my Calendar of May 2020 Theater Openings. and my overview of ongoing series and platforms, Where To Get Your Theater Fix Online

Must-see theater opening Saturday

Brooke Adams in Happy Days when it was on stage Off-Broadway

Happy Days Plays in the House Brooke Adams and (her husband) Tony Shalhoub will read Samuel Beckett’s Happy Days (I loved the production of this absurdist play in which they starred; my review.) This absurdist play about a woman trapped in sand somehow feels an exact metaphor for this moment, and since it’s basically a monologue, it may well translate well on the Zoom platform that the program Stars in the House uses.

  All Arts Marathon The All Arts Celebration of New York City (cultural) Institutions includes a healthy dose of theater — episodes on The Shed, Heather Christian’s concert-cabaret, Animal Wisdom filmed at The Bushwick Starr, the 1974 Shakespeare in the Park production of King Lear with James Earl Jones, Raul Julia, Rosalind Cash, Paul Sorvino, et al; Pascale Armand’s new work entitled “$#!THOLE COUNTRY CLAPBACK” (chronicling her family’s journey from Haiti) as part of En Garde Arts Uncommon Voices series, and Antigone in Ferguson, the production at Harlem Stage of Theater of War’s adaptation of Sophocles tragedy (featuring Samira Wiley, Chris Noth and Tamara Tunie and a rousing gospel choir.) (I’ve written extensively about Antigone in Ferguson) Some of these are documentaries that incorporate the theater rather than uninterrupted screen-captures of the dramas.

  Could-see theater opening Sunday

School Girls, or the African Mean Girls Play

The title of Jocelyn Bioh’s play that debuted Off-Broadway in 2017 (my review) is is almost longer than its running time. It was inspired by a true story. Pageant officials in Ghana maneuvered for an American-born Ghanian beauty queen of mixed race to represent the West African country in the Miss Universe pageant of 2011, reasoning that her lighter complexion would give her a better chance in the contest.

I And You Plays in the House Jr. A reading of the play by Lauren Gunderson, starring Andrew Barth Feldman (Dear Evan Hansen).  Q&A with the playwright after. Debut of “Plays in the House Jr.” Readings of plays for young people performed by young people, every Sunday from now on at 2 p.m. (My review of an Off-Broadway production of “I and You”)

Still Running, Worth Seeing

Clockwise from top left: Jay O. Sanders, Maryann Plunkett, Sally Murphy, Laila Robins, and Stephen Kunken in the livestreamed world premiere of the Apple Family Play, What Do We Need To Talk About?, written and directed by Richard Nelson.

“What Do We Need To Talk About?”

This tops the list on purpose . Streamed live on April 29 but available once again on YouTube, this is the fifth play by Richard Nelson about the Apple Family, a brother and three sisters in Rhinebeck, New York, and the first one specifically written for Zoom. It is beautiful and sad, funny and moving, terrifically acted, and perfectly timed – a precise reflection of our sudden new era.

Barber Shop Chronicles National Theatre At Home This play by Inua Ellams of the importance of barber shops to African men by presenting scenes from them in Peckham, Johannesburg, Harare, Kampala, Lagos and Accra over the course of a single day. Online free through May 21

Bill Irwin’s In-Zoom San Diego’s Old Globe The master clown presents his new 10-minute play in which he and Christopher Fitzgerald portray two fellows attempting to record inspirational messages with tragicomic results.Free on the Old Globe’s Youtube channel available through Sunday.

CATS The Shows Must Go On The film of the 1998 stage production of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical, starring Elaine Paige and Sir John Mills. Available through Sunday afternoon.

COVID and Incarceration 24 Hour Plays This special edition of Viral Monologues offers 15 newly created plays about the prison system.  Of particular note are the plays by Lynn Nottage, Shakira Senghor and Lemon Anderson)

The Encounter St. Ann’s Warehouse A revival of the audio-heavy one-man play by Simon McBurney that tells the eerie true story of National Geographic photographer Loren McIntyre’s encounter with the elusive Mayoruna tribe while lost in the Amazon rainforest. The show had a run on Broadway in 2016. (My review) It will be presented through May 22.

Frankie and Will (MCC) This is a play for the ages – specifically two ages, our own and 1606 in England. In both eras, pandemics (the Black Plague; COVID-19) have shut down the theaters, leaving people, including theater people, stuck in their homes. In this 25-minute play, Talene Monahan whimsically imagines William Shakespeare (portrayed by Michael Urie, who’s rapidly becoming the go-to pandemic period performer) as trapped in quarantine with his unpaid apprentice Francis (Ryan Spahn)

Love, Loss and What I Wore (92y)

Times have changed since Rosie O’Donnell, Carol Kane and three other actresses gave a one-night only reading in 2017 of Nora Ephron and Delia Ephron’s popular play at the 92nd Street Y. The Y recorded the evening, and is now presenting it nightly on its website through May 25th as a fundraiser. But if we have been thrust suddenly into a radically different era, the resurrection of this decade-old play about women and fashion turns out to be a surprisingly good fit

Pipeline BroadwayHD In its second collaboration with BroadwayHD, Lincoln Center presents Dominique Morisseau’s “Pipeline,” a play about a schoolteacher (Karen Pittman) whose son (Namir Smallwood) got into a scuffle with a teacher at his boarding school and is in danger of being expelled, and arrested. As I wrote in my review in 2017, Morisseau masterfully upends the tired assumptions that might attach to such a drama, in a play that is not just smart and engaging; it is also the most literate of any I’d seen that year. Available through May 22.

Selected Shorts (Symphony Space) 

In the first ever virtual edition of Symphony Space’s long-running Selected Stories series, four familiar actors read the following short comic stories, based on the theme of best laid plans: Maulik Pancholy: Riding Solo by Simon Rich. Emily Skeggs: Miss Laura’s School for Esquire Men by Carmen Maria Machado. Allison Williams: The Meeting by Aimee Bender. Bobby Cannavale: Magnificent Desolation by Jess Walter

Must-See Theater This Weekend May 16-17: Beckett’s Happy Days, All Arts Marathon (Jame Earl Jones’ King Lear. Antigone in Ferguson, etc.) Among the avalanche of streaming options this weekend are a timely Beckett play and the rich theater offerings of an arts "marathon" --  both "opening" today -- that count as must-see theater in my book.

[thoughtsgarden35]

2018.

2018 has ended and I want to at least write something about it before I totally forget what this amazing year made me or gave me, whatsoever. 

I remember I welcomed 2018 with JB’s family at their home. I was assigned at NPMC during that time and I was on New Year’s duty. I brought two gallons of ice cream and my very timid face. I was of course happy that I would not be welcoming the year in the office, but in a household full of smiles. This is actually the first time that I welcomed a new year in another family’s household. Nevertheless, I was super overwhelmed to be there during that time. The very second that 2017 left and 2018 entered, I was standing right beside JB. Thank you Lord for that. 

1st Alumni Homecoming- Sir Bolanos is a member of the host class for alumni homecoming 2018, thus we were all encouraged to attend the event. Coming back to my beloved Alma matter gave me this one of a kind feeling of happiness and excitement. Marching in the hallowed grounds of Borromeo along with the cavaliers and being the last class in the long gray line made me prouder that I was able to surpass the rigors of cadetship. Another thing is that I was able to hang around with my classmates who I spent the best four years of my life with. I realized how much I missed them. We are now on our own ways, own BOS and own paths. However with God’s grace, our class will always stand and be resilient as one SALAKNIB. 

On my 22nd birthday, JB gave me this little book of encouragement and inspirational quotes. It is tiny but the motivation that it can give you is enormous. I hosted a dinner at Yakimix with the close friends from NPMC and some classmates. A week later, JB flew to his first deployment in the south. It was his first trip via plane and our first time to be really on LDR. I remember accompanying him to the airport, seeing him walk through the gates and going back to BNS alone with water in my eyes. This is the profession that we chose, this is the career that we got ourselves into and this will be the setup of our relationship and of our lives for the next 20 or so years. 

On the 12th of April, I found myself reporting at OCNS as ADC. Yes, it happened very quickly. I think I wrote an article about my gloom about the idea of me being an ADC to whoever. When I was interviewed for the position, I, of course, answered enthusiastically. I corresponded as if I really wanted it. Maybe because I was taught to accept whatever is given to me. Thus, the issuance of orders hastened. It turned out, I am one lucky fucking ens to be of assistance to this well respected, outstanding and highly professional officer. I did not knew then, but I am blessed to be where I am now. 

One of the highlights of 2018 is when I got this schooling in Australia. This course was not originally for me, but who am I to refuse such incredible opportunity. My processing of the requirements became a lot easier because I am at the OCNS. After going through the procedure, I finally boarded Qantas airplane and flew for eight hours to Sydney. Their craft-superb; the airport-majestic and their English-very different (as expected). We waited for a couple of hours in Sydney before landing another craft for our flight to Melbourne. Again, one fancy flight to the number 1 most liveable city in the world. I spent a week at DITC for familiarization and orientation program. For five days, after every class, I went out to the city to not miss a chance to explore the wonderful place. Melbourne star, federation square, Flinders street station, Melbourne trams, Uni’s, I forgot the name of the river, their gigantic park, etc. I literally forgot their names and I am lazy to find it out in Google. After my 5 days, we flew back to Sydney for my course proper. That was in HMAS Creswell, Jervis Bay, New South Wales. During my 3 weeks stay there, I was able to explore the wonderful city of Wollongong, Sydney and Canberra. Thanks to the Jovin, my highschool friend who is a cadet at ADFA, Crystal, Teban’s college friend who is a resident nurse at Wollongong, Mr and Mrs Palenzuela and other PMMA graduates who became our foster family in Sydney. After a month of vacation (because NOLC was not really a course for someone like me), I went home with a thankful heart. 

Being an ADC kind of made my year gone so fast. I go to sleep every night equipping myself with everything that needs to know for tomorrow’s schedule and I wake up every morning making sure everything is ready for the day. I survived every single day carrying my bag on my left hand and with my two phones on the right. Every day, I see my boss everywhere. Every event, I make sure to get a nice photo and document it on his files. I get schedules of the navy’s top 3 from time to time and every changes in the schedules freaks me out. Every Saturday, I do my laundry and have my uniform ironed every Sunday. That is basically what I can recall from most of the mid 2018.

Moreover, our travel to Cebu, Zamboanga and Davao became as easy as a travel from HPN to GHQ. I experienced staying for several times in various hotels and FOIC’s cottages. One of the good things on it is that I was able to pay a visit to my classmates who are assigned in these areas.

One ordinary day in August, I received a call from JB and I was beyond happy. I actually get that kind of feeling every time I see his name popping in my phone. However, during this call, I sensed sorrow in his voice. He called to tell me that his nanay came to rest. I was a thousand miles away from him but I can feel right in that moment the sadness in his aura. It is one of the rare moments. A week after, he came for his emergency leave and we went straight to their house- the same house where we welcomed 2018. It was horrible. His mom was there and so were other of his family members. The scene was heart breaking. I hope every one of them were not miserable because their nanay was gone, but happy because she is now up above with God. As for me, I am very fortunate to have the pleasing opportunity to meet her. I know nothing about anything because I am just somebody, but with the little time that I got to have known her, I can say she is an amazing person.

October 2018, we travelled to China for the first ever ACMEX. Another first for me, another reason to thank God for a very astonishing year. We stayed for over a week in that gigantic nation. Together with Maam Myla and some senior officers, we boarded South China Planes going to Guangzhou. We stayed in a very beautiful 5 star hotel in the province- the White Swan hotel. I enjoyed the bath tub and the Jacuzzi in my room, thank you very much to our Chinese counterparts. At the night of our first day, we traverse the mighty Pearl River overlooking the vast buildings and colourful lights of the city. By the way I also enjoyed talking to my PLA counterpart who like me is not very fluent in English. After a couple of days, we flew to Zhanjiang via their PLA airforce craft. We checked in at Sheraton hotel and again, thank you for the huge tub! Our trip to China made us see how technologically progressive is this country. Imagine a hundred drones can be controlled by a single person in a single computer with them forming any letters or image in the sky. Some of them can even deliver your food right to your footstep. They have big ones that can be used for transportation and many other features that of course were not showcased to us, because they are who they are. They also have advanced ships, planes and weapons that are nothing compared to what we have. From a personal view, however, these innovations cannot ever surpass a nation that has compassion and people who are mindful of others.

Yuletide season came in quickly. I had no idea how the holidays would be for me, but I knew then that I would be delighted with the days to come, undoubtedly, I did. Christmas party at OCNS was simply amazing. My boss wanted it to be for the children of the men and women of our office. Magicians, singers, dancers and other entertainers were rented to grace the party. Our gathering ended at night with the parents happy because their children were happy. The next day, I was the OIC of the Support Group for the Christmas party of the Hinirang Class. After all the stress, I was delighted for the appreciation we received from my upper class men. The HPN Christmas party was my last day for 2018 at the office (of which, I am so thankful for).

Before heading home for the much awaited break, my fortune never ended for I had a couple of days free to spend with JB. We went strolling to the mall, watched movies, bought stuff and had our picture taken at a photo booth. This is how our dates are like. Simple things but each other’s presence makes it extraordinary. We also had lunch with his mom and a cousin at their favourite restaurant. Simply great.

Like the famous catch line from our local network, family is love. Indeed, family is what makes Christmas special. I realized lucky I am to have been able to spend it with my family. Nothing can ever compare to the joy that the completeness of my family brings. We went hiking on the 25th and enjoyed each other’s company to the fullest. On the 26th, we went to a photo studio and our happiness was captured in frames. Afterwards, we had a sumptuous lunch at Hill Station. Mom and dad went to North Haven for their three and a half hour relaxation time and the four of us went to try our thinking skills at Locked-In (for the record though, we did not made our way out of the room, sad but fun).

We spent the remaining days of 2018 watching movies of varying genre in Netflix, cleaning the house, doing laundry, making fun of Lynette and attending masses (in compliance to mother dear). We travelled to buguias on the 29th for Buansi reunion. I realized that my generation is no longer the one that runs around the house or builds blanket houses. We sit by the oldies and talk serious matters now. Yes, adulting realizations. I and mom went back to Trinidad first hour the next day because my dad was not feeling well. Forever thank God, my father was born stronger than the carabao.

We waived goodbye to 2018 and greeted 2019 lying in the couch and hugging our pillows. No fireworks nor loud noises were made inside our house. We just thanked God for we are complete, safe and sound were able to be there.

So this was my 2018- full of things to be grateful for. I do not know how to convey my thankfulness for just everything. I realized that I owe it to myself and to everyone to spend the coming years working in every manner that I can to repay the every goodness that I have received.

And I, thank You!

[alliahvega]

crash course: ust-fop-mt MAJOR courses & profs that i’ve had so far

1st year - 1st sem:

general chemistry (aka chem100, genchem)

topics: importance of chemistry, matter, laboratory apparatus, laboratory protective wear&conduct, significant figures, atomic structure, electronic configuration, separation techniques, periodic table, compounds, cations and anions, chemical formula writing, lewis structure & molecular geometry, chemical bonds, intermolecular forces, mole, kinetic molecular theory, gas laws, basic types of chemical reaction, stoichiometry, concentration units, titration (basic), types of aqueous solution, electrochemistry, calorimetry.

      chem100 lecture (aka chem100lec, lec, chemlec - in general)

      ma’am suratos: age is ((she’s old na)) ok. she’s a very nice and may mom vibes. has favoritism, pero she gives fair grades - kaya work hard. yes, she fails students BUT that’s her last option - if wala talaga then wala. she absolutely HATES cheating. ayaw niya sa claretiano, pero though my class has the most claretians sa block, she rlly likes us. fast-paced magturo pero if you listen magegets mo naman. she always sets a first impression, so ‘pag negative na yung dating mo sa kanya, prove her wrong and she’ll like you so. her quizzes are easy, exams... saks lang, basta you studied.

doesn’t use powerpoint.

     chem100 laboratory (aka chem100lab, chemlab, lab)

     sir paulin: mid 40s na ata si sir. he was the partner of ma’am suratos sa lab namin so we had like two profs there. his lessons are straight to the point, and since tandem sila ni ma’am saamin - his discussion became somehow easy kasi ma’am will discuss it instead pero i heard na it’s hard to understand what he teaches so... gdluck. my first impression of him: masungit. he hated us on the first day kasi no one was listening to him, so like pinahirapan niya kami on the first few weeks pero naglaho rin yung hatred kasi may favorite siya sa class namin HAHA. he’s nice really on the inside, he doesn’t frequently fail his students. his quizzes are hard if you didn’t study, and honestly mas nahirapan ako sa chemlab rather than chemlec (and mas mababa rin ako sa lab). he kinda has a lisp, when using the letter “s” ahem like me.

-btw, ang hirap makinig ng lesson kapag nasa **central lab kayo, just saying.

             **central lab (central laboratory), located near dapitan side. if ‘di pa obvious, this is a laboratory building.

sometimes uses powerpoint.

introduction to medical technology (aka mt1a)

topics: 

     ma’am ruby: she’s a graduated from ust-medtech also, topped at rank 19 on the mt boards last 2005 ata??? she bases her lessons and powerpoints on the book that she co-wrote: “introduction to medical technology practice in the ph setting.” it’s a small book lang and can be bought in dapitan c&e, it’s not required pero since it’s a major and is my program, i bought it. quizzes and exams are all based on her powerpoint = book, it’s always memorization yung tipong super super overload. we would often have cancelled quizzes/meetings kasi she’s a busy person, legit. she stutters a lot pero it’s very obvious na she knows what she’s saying - and i really admire her for that! kung may mas malala pang may ayaw sa cheaters kay ma’am suratos, well ma’am ruby is here to prove to you na meron pa nga!

always uses powerpoint.

1st year - 2nd sem:

analytical chemistry (aka chem301, anachem - in general)

topics: concentration units, precipitations, solutions, raoult’s law, boiling point elevation, freezing point depression, rate law, integrated rate law.

     analytical chemistry lecture (aka chem301lec, anachemlec)

     sir madarang/sir cj: i feel the smart vibes from him. he graduated in ust-biochem. he teaches briefly, fastly, and straight to the point and gets mo agad yung lesson. he teaches simply lang, and uses analogy to make the understand of a concept easier. he easily gets annoyed, and sobrang visible nun like ‘di niya ihihide. he remembers the name of the people who recites (which is a good thing guys, usually may plus points if they know you). he gives his powerpoint thru **eleap/blackboard and it’ll be convenient if you’ll print/save it na for reference while the lesson is on going. he does the reciting thing while you stand on your place/you answer sa board. quizzes niya are all application ng mga formula na tinuturo niya, usually 1/2 crosswise lang haha. he gives partial points, something ma’am suratos/sir paulin will never do. requires calculator.

          **eleap/blackboard academic website for announcements, quizzes, take home hw/sw/quizzes, dump ng powerpoint ng profs na generous.

always uses powerpoint.

     analytical chemistry laboratory (aka chem301lab, anachemlab)

    sir paulin and ma’am suratos: they’re both more lenient to us now, idk why. all we’ve done so far are activities: making a solution, precipitating, centrifuging it, aspirating it, while following the schematic diagram. oh, kayo rin pala gagawa ng schematic diagram niyo! yung quizzes so far memorization lang, wala pang practical.

** we had our ppt from sir paulin when we were having our finals na, but that’s it.

biological science (biosci)

topics: the four tissues (epithelial, muscle, connective, and nervous), microscopy, cell.

    ma’am lee and ma’am ranido: so we got maam lee for lab and maam ranido for lec. maam lee doesn’t like a noisy class and my class is noisy af, so she doesn’t give us her handouts/ppts. maam ranido gives handouts/ppts pero they’re not from her, like it’s from someone else (probably another prof who’s teaching the same thing). new currciculum wouldnt have this subject, kaya don’t waste your time on this lmao. ma’am lee’s always absent, but she teaches well. pero lagi lang talga busy kaya ma’am ranido takes her spot nalang.

** uses powerpoint presentations!! giving them out will vary with how the class is (noisy, etc)

psy 1 (general psychology)

    maam agustin: she came from the college of science, so strict siya. she sits down lagi when teaching and most often than not resorts to showing videos than teaching the topics herself. if she doesn’t like your block, she’ll often have quizzes right after a lecture and it’ll be recorded. so wag niyo bad trip-in.

** uses ppts. but giving it out would vary also with how the class behaves.

2nd year - 1st sem:

     phyana (physiology and anatomy) lec

topics: cell, tissues, and organ systems

    ma’am ibarrientos: she teaches so good!! she likes to repeat the things she teaches like literally paulit-ulit to the point na sobrang nareretatin siya sa utak mo. she finds ways para tumaas grades ng students niya. she has a good voice, perfect for teaching but tends to lose it sometimes din kasi she teaches a lot of class. she has comprehensive ppts and she gives them out also. lahat ng tinuro niya lumalabas sa quiz niya but if hindi siya yung gumawa ng exam, try asking other blocks kung anong nadiscuss nila kasi she tends to miss out on stuffs na lalabas sa exam.

** uses ppts and gives them out. multiple choices type of quizzes with identification na 5-10 items and morse type na true or false!

     phyana (physiology and anatomy) lab

    sir flores and maam meim: solid tandem!! sir flores was a student if ma’am meim and ang cute nila magturo haha. sir flores is the kind of prof you wish you always have for you majors (although bacteriology daw talaga siya solid), he’s still solid though! there was a time he taught us the four common tissues without only the whiteboard marker on his hand, and no ppts. (did i mention he was a top notcher for the boards before? yup) tapos ang fun pa niya as a prof, nakikiride siya with his students haha. ma’am meim was my prof na before and still the same pa rin naman siya. they both love giving out quizzes na WHOLLY identification, so wag na umasa sa multiple choice, if it’s not identification: it’s most probably true or false questions, that’s it.

uses ppts and gives them out!

chem 200 (organic chemistry, orgchem)

topic: nomenclature, the 12 common organic compounds (ie alcohol, sulfides, esters, etc), mechanisms and reactivity, enantiomers

     chem 200 lec

    sir torres: he’s the prof you always see na parang true scientist! he’s hard to listen into kasi he’s old and kinda hirap na magsalita. but mostly, you’ll have to teach yourself with his subject kasi he teaches in a way na parang you already know the topic by your own. he doesn’t use ppt and messily writes in the board, kung saan lang abot niya while he’s sitting down. tell your sergeant of arms to get a microphone for him. his quizzes are the type of quizzes na YOU should have studied and know the topic by heart, or else gg ka.

no ppt.

     chem 200 lab

    ma’am diño and ma’am crisostomo: ma’am diño’s a bagets since medyo fresh grad pa siya ng biochem of ust! she’s super super nice and approachable and she understands the students the most. she hates cheating so much, kaya don’t even try. she notices every little detail like same erasures as your seatmate ganun. ma’am crisostomo was pregnant when she was teaching us and she literally hated us so much, kasi noisy talaga block ko. but she teaches well, as does ma’am diño, super gusto ko sila both. i learned to love orgchem because of them and i loved our lab work (except for the lab reports). quiz is usually identification kasi mga name ng organic compounds yung quiz, and all that.

sometimes uses ppts (especially for post labs), doesn’t give them out.

I’LL KEEP THIS UPDATED, this is by far the most updated.

posted at: 14 Feb 18 21:34

updated: 9 Sept 19 23:08