#helter skelter circus

[klownykyt]

actually i just realized i never put any of my hsc or asswrs drawings here. so uhm another art dump

[manifesto-of-a-femcel]

Beautiful Movies All Girls Should Watch

A list of movies that touch on coming of age, romance and complex female emotions.

May (2002): A socially awkward veterinary assistant with a lazy eye and obsession with perfection descends into depravity after developing a crush on a boy with perfect hands.

Audition (1999): A widower takes an offer to screen girls at a special audition, arranged for him by a friend to find him a new wife. The one he fancies is not who she appears to be after all.

Helter Skelter (2012): Top star Lilico undergoes multiple cosmetic surgeries to her entire body. As her surgeries show side effect, Lilico makes the lives of those around her miserable as she tries to deal with her career and her personal problems.

Ginger Snaps (2000): Two death-obsessed sisters, outcasts in their suburban neighborhood, must deal with the tragic consequences when one of them is bitten by a deadly werewolf.

The Craft (1996): A newcomer to a Catholic prep high school falls in with a trio of outcast teenage girls who practice witchcraft, and they all soon conjure up various spells and curses against those who anger them.

Malèna (2000): Amidst the war climate, a teenage boy discovering himself becomes love-stricken by Malèna, a sensual woman living in a small, narrow-minded Italian town.

Perfect Blue (1997): A retired pop singer turned actress’ sense of reality is shaken when she is stalked by an obsessed fan and seemingly a ghost of her past.

Rosemary’s Baby (1968): A young couple trying for a baby moves into an aging, ornate apartment building on Central Park West, where they find themselves surrounded by peculiar neighbors.

The Virgin Suicides (1999): A group of male friends become obsessed with five mysterious sisters who are sheltered by their strict, religious parents in suburban Detroit in the mid 1970s.

Sucker Punch (2011): A young girl institutionalized by her abusive stepfather retreats to an alternative reality as a coping strategy and envisions a plan to help her escape.

Piggy (2022): An overweight teen is bullied by a clique of cool girls poolside while holidaying in her village. The long walk home will change the rest of her life.

The Love Witch (2016): A modern-day witch uses spells and magic to get men to fall in love with her, with deadly consequences.

Pearl (2022): In 1918, a young woman on the brink of madness pursues stardom in a desperate attempt to escape the drudgery, isolation and lovelessness of life on her parents' farm.

Girl, Interrupted (1999): Based on writer Susanna Kaysen's account of her 18-month stay at a mental hospital in the late 1960s.

Black Swan (2010): Nina is a talented but unstable ballerina on the verge of stardom. Pushed to the breaking point by her artistic director and a seductive rival, Nina's grip on reality slips, plunging her into a waking nightmare.

Gone Girl (2014): With his wife's disappearance having become the focus of an intense media circus, a man sees the spotlight turned on him when it's suspected that he may not be innocent.

Jennifer’s Body (2009): A newly-possessed high-school cheerleader turns into a succubus who specializes in killing her male classmates. Can her best friend put an end to the horror?

Bones And All (2022): Coming of age romance about two cannibals

In the Mood for Love (2000): Two neighbors form a strong bond after both suspect extramarital activities of their spouses. However, they agree to keep their bond platonic so as not to commit similar wrongs.

Brokeback Mountain (2005): Ennis and Jack are two shepherds who develop a sexual and emotional relationship. Their relationship becomes complicated when both of them get married to their respective girlfriends.

Call Me By Your Name (2017): In 1980s Italy, romance blossoms between a seventeen-year-old student and the older man hired as his father's research assistant.

Maurice (1986): Two English school chums find themselves falling in love at Cambridge. To regain his place in society, Clive gives up Maurice and marries. While staying with Clive and his wife, Maurice discovers romance in the arms of the gamekeeper Alec.

Y Tu Mamá También (2001): In Mexico, two teenage boys and an attractive older woman embark on a road trip and learn a thing or two about life, friendship, sex, and each other.

Caroline (2009): An adventurous 11-year-old girl finds another world that is a strangely idealized version of her frustrating home, but it has sinister secrets.

Corpse Bride (2005): When a shy groom practices his wedding vows in the inadvertent presence of a deceased young woman, she rises from the grave assuming he has married her.

[twopoppies]

hiii gina! i was wondering if you, or anyone out there knows any fun circus/freakshow-y themed fics. one that sort of comes to mind right now is coax the cold by mediawhore, so maybe some with that sort of vibe? thank youu <3 hope you're having a nice day!!

Shoot. The only one I can think of is another mermaid Harry fic: Don’t Let The Tide Come and Take Me, it’s a little bit freak show, but Harry’s the only freak. Anyway, I really like that one.

Other than that, are these:

It’s A Never-Ending Helter-Skelter by runaway-train

Breaking Free by snowy38

Fruit Salad by JohnnyMignotta

I haven’t read any of them, but I generally like the authors’ writing.

I’m sorry I don’t have more for you!

[exitiumhq]

✧ ― the greatest show on earth: event003 ― ✧

A travelling carnival has come to town with a unique main attraction, but you’ll never guess what that is. No, seriously – you’ll never guess. Fliers have been appearing around the French Quarter advertising a carnival with a unicorn as the star of the show. A real one. Insane, right? – guess you’ll just have to head on down to find out for yourselves. The entire city is invited, supernatural and OEA alike, trusting that for one night, the peace can be kept or forced at least.

ATTRACTIONS: ferris wheel, bumper cars, carousel, rollercoasters, tunnel of love, mechanical bull, the whip, the wipeout, tilt-a-whirl, the scrambler, log flumes, helter skelter, loop-o-plane, the circus, magic shows, psychic readings.

GAMES: ring toss, crossbow shoot, ball in the basket, balloon and darts, water gun games, duck pond, ping-pong ball and fish bowl game, ALL with prizes available. 

FOOD: What carnival would be complete without sugary treats? cotton candy, ice cream, fried dough, funnel cake, candy, or caramel apples and french fries. Meal items include pizza, hamburgers, hot dogs, empanadas and tacos. 

OOC INFORMATION: Roll up, roll up, now of course that’s not all!

Unfortunately for our carnival goers, our unicorn friend does not come alone and is in fact a host for parasitic slugs. Yeah, we know – gross. Once these slugs get inside the body of their host, hosts will find themselves acting with lowered inhibitions; letting go of the things that they would usually hold back from saying and doing, as if they weren't thinking about the repercussions of it. To put it simply, they're going to be slug drunk. The wheel of chaos will be deciding which players are going to be infected by those pesky parasites and will be messaged shortly. **for reference, the slugs are from the 'we're gonna need a spotlight' episode of legacies. if you have any questions on them, don't hesitate to ask**

For the next two weeks, ( 05/13 - 05/27 ) our event is going to be in full swing and any threads currently happening outside of the event are encouraged to be placed on hold/carried over to the event. as always, we can't wait to see what plots our characters get up to and any event threads can be tagged with exitium.event003 with starters being tagged as normal ( @exitiumstarters ) to ensure that everybody is kept in the loop!

and as always, have a blast everyone

-admins alexis & andi

[weenhands]

pleeeease post if you watch helter skelter it's such a good movie!! i also recommend strange circus and noroi if you haven't seen them. :)

thank u so much ur recommendations are appreciated! :D i’ll put them in my watchlist rn, helter skelter has been following me around lately so i think it’s a sign to watch it very soon. i’ll post some commentary and obviously reblog the gifs

[galaxycunt]

@shrimpmajordomo thanks for the tag!!

List 5 topics you can talk on for an hour without preparing any material.

@gayafsatan @gingernut1314 @skarphedinn @gabegade let’s see 🧐

1. American folklore, don’t let me get into tribal stories and cryptids we will be there all day sorry like the real ones tho like animals we think are extinct but ppl swear they saw one and like myths in general

2. Movies, and other media studies related stuff. That was my double major in college bc it was easy to make it into one with the design/advertising degree I had lmao I also was a comp lit minor so I be analyzing things and watching video essays

3. The Manson Murders and The Golden State Killer. My dads favorite book was Helter Skelter so he was like u should read it when I was like 14 and my family is from California so I heard a few stories like I remember my mom saying the rumor for gsk was he targeted yellow houses and she lived in one (tho at the time he was the night stalker bc the other one I think)

Also forensic stuff but i blame the fact two teachers taught us that bc they saw dead bodies at some point (I was gonna keep going on this see what I mean)

4. Pirates. I loved it since I was a kid, I even that that pirateology book and in college took an anthropology course on pirates. Idk something about them I was like whoa!!! Cool!!! Also like cowboys? But I grew up in the west so I mean that’s most people lmao

5. Circuses. I was sooo into the old design at circus circus with the old circus posters and my mom watched hbo carnivale and I used to have night terrors featuring clowns so I was like let’s find out more shall we 🕵️

But maybe that’s just all ties into Americana and the culture of the early days of this country idk!

[thelemonzone42]

Alesha the Acrobat Fairy

Rachel and Kirsty were having a great time riding the helter skelter. As they were putting on their shoes, they remembered that they had to be at the circus tent for the acrobat audition. 

Along the way, they saw some goblins disguised as acrobats butting in line and leaving their dirty footprints on the bouncy castle, much to the operator’s dismay. They were bouncing clumsily, all because they lost Alesha’s Magic Star. Both girls knew how accident prone the goblins could be.

When they got there, their friends Dylan, Josie and Maya had their last minute rehearsal go haywire. By the catching net, they met Alesha the Acrobat fairy.

She was at the safety net looking for her Magic Star when she spotted Rachel and Kirsty. From what Kirsty’s mom taught her, is that if you want to find something you have to retrace your steps. They followed the goblin’s muddy footsteps to the coconut game, then back to the rehearsal tent, When it was three minutes before showtime, both girls took their positions. 

Former acrobat, Maria Moritz, was the announcer and from the names in a hat routine, Icy Towers came up and did their acrobatic routine neatly. The fairies had a feeling that The Magic Star was nearby. it was on the gymnastics ribbon one of the goblins had. The minute the star flew off the ribbon, Alesha zipped through the air undetected and grabbed the star. The clumsy goblins fell off of the tightrope and landed in the safety net while laughing.

By the special effects, Alesha gave Rachel and Kirsty nose kisses and flew off. Then it was time for the Tippington school to perform. In the end, Tippington School became part of the show.

The End.

[writer59january13]

Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism

Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowledge courtesy assiduously, habitually, and judiciously reading an eclectic assortment of written material. Yours truly woke with ambition, disposition, inclination, and predilection to glean from an assortment of books esoteric learning since... birth, but particularly when experiencing emerging adulthood about two score years ago. Feeble attempt crafting poetry whereat gobbledygook doth trot - oven chilly cooked confusion eliciting faint thanks a lot unbeknownst this tasteless, senseless, rhymeless... lettered Rorschach test tease I jot interpretation, viz hitting analogously like amorphous melted ingot watch yourself...

d's lines iz still smok'n HOT, now I puzzle regarding how to extricate mess elf, cuz aye got myself into try'n to strut and trumpet hightailing (courtesy Google)

searching information superhighways one can cyber surf to Hong Kong,

(a coastal city and major port in Southern China,

bordering Guangdong Province through the city of Shenzhen to the north and the South China Sea to the east, south, and west) an entrepôt, (which goods brought for import and export, and for collection and distribution) yea, that autonomous enclave the region inhabited since the Old Stone Age,

later becoming part of the Chinese Empire with loose incorporation into the Qin dynasty initially starting out as a farming fishing village and salt production site, it became an important free port governed by Chief Executive, who serves as premier of the Region

and head of government

of Hong Kong beholden to The Basic Law which designates a system of governance led by a Chief Executive and an Executive Council, under principles of separation of powers, with a two-tiered system of semi-representative government and an independent judiciary. Anyway... when zombie like,

and hyper aware about mein kampf, and lxv roaming years

exhibiting conscious state (although that might be debatable),

I try to dead reckon eyes purposefulness astride oblate spheroid nsync with other gals and guys either one, t'other or all mask cue lated in disguise

impossible mission to triangulate Euclid say logic defies to comprehend gibberish, no matter how much you scrutinize his highness, qua shape shifting imperfect square stumps any tree mend us great mind to analyze me skewering, marinating, gunning... decries abiding any logical positivism queries best addressed to Lord of the Flies since nary handy dandy blues clues,

I opted out thus... rubbish provided to synthesize random words helter skelter strewn to symbolize absent any rhyme or reason courtesy handy matted figurative trapezoid doth employ no paradigm to exercise leaving comprehension after mine demise so go ahead chastise cuz I already know, never will said poetry win apprize. Initially, an attempt sought regarding Das scribe, yours truly donning

checkerboarded rawhide collared, cuffed oversize raiment, pride and prejudice obscured courtesy hand-me-downs couture also decking out alley oop trapeze artist bride of Frankenstein grooming in attendance with her bonafide circus motley crew, a veritable monster mish mashup happenstance didst decide unlike traditional feted newlyweds swingers airborne did only abide. The law of gravity aerial pas de deux bodies airborne aloft pledging their respective troths sworn fleeting suspended animation while shorn infinitesimally of Earth's pull only expert can playfully scorn accomplishment courtesy no greenhorne neophytes in utero umbilical cord, taking root as metaphorical acorn, thus unbridled and groomed skill inborn burst out the womb like heated popcorn snapped up since birth well worn genes Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey circus practiced morn till night stunts became second nature encore performance no matter bodies outworn. Curtain Call now doth close unrehearsed poetic gambit, cuz yours truly tuckered out I suppose ready to take his doze zee dough into dreamland, expose zing oft times confused with dark shadows of outer limits of twilight zone,

where me lovely bones froze

where sudden night mare arose gripping courtesy rigor mortis head to toes daunting wordsmith champion manifestation of daily woes. Suddenly me clutched by melancholic despair somnambulantly where countless tomb morrows tramp scarcely undifferentiated from yesterday's care wracking psyche with wrath plus fear at accursed purposelessness near faux sing myself regarding pas

city to emulate good cheer whereat time and tide

wait for no man/woman.

[rainbowlack]

I mean, it depends on the cat, but I have many stupid nicknames for both of them. One time I was just. listing off Bellamiu's nicknames to my aunt, and she begged me to stop because she was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.

Bellamiu's nicknames, just off the top of my head:

Bella

Belly

Smellster

Smellster Bellster

(to the tune of the "helter skelter in a fallout shelter" line in Don McLean's American Pie) Smellster Bellster like a belly smellster, the belly smelled like a smelling bellster, smell smelly smell and smelling cat

Smellophane Wrap

Smelly Nelly McNipplington

Smellabuser

Pretty Girl

Old Lady

Crotchety Old Lady

Your Majesty

Void

Pretty Smelly Guy

Melzo

Melzo Grelzo

Smellzo Grelzo

this is Bellamiu btw

And for Lily:

Baby

Babylator Ten Thousand

Beyblade

Lizard

Lizard Gizzard

Biohazard

Fungus

Biochungus Gizzardfungus

Biogizzard Fungushazard

Dumdum

Dumbass

(in a loving, affectionate voice) Stupidhead

The

The Most

The Most Ever

The Most That Ever Was

She's

Peast

God's Most Miserable Creation

Lizorb

Orbus

Orbus Dorbus

Roy Orbison

Animalbeastcreaturepersonmanchild

Meowster Monster

(with the same intonation as the "Circus Mircus!" in the song Lock Me In by Circus Mircus) Shmirpus Dirpus!

this is Lily btw

at any given time, either of them may be bestowed with the epithet "Bastard Rat Child"

collectively, they may be known as:

The Beasts

The Gremlins

The Monsters

The Creatures

Null and Void

Random Pet Poll

And I mean like nicknames you use regularly. Sorry if this is worded iffy lmao. Also share them if you want!

[candy-floss-crazy]

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16- The Helter Skelter

Upright

Upheaval, chaos, revelation, awakening

Reversed

Fear of change averting disaster

The Helter Skelter card depicts a colourful circus ride that stands tall. So tall that it touches the clouds. There is a storm. lightning strikes the Helter Skelter, breaking it apart. (If I go with the first design this will change to- lightning surrounds the Helter Skelter, causing chaos and threatening destruction )

The Helter Skelter itself is a solid structure but it has been built on shaky foundations and if lightning strikes, it will come falling down. It represents ambitions and goals made on false promises. The Lightning represents a sudden surge of energy and insight that may inspire a break through or revelation and the blue flag billowing proudly behind the Helter Skelter suggests that even in times of disaster, there may still be a glimmer of hope.

Up right in more detail

When the Helter Skelter appears in a reading you should expect the unexpected. Perhaps there is to be a sudden change in your life? A marriage? Death of a loved one? Natural disaster? Poverty? Anything that would effect you at your very core and effect your mind, body and soul. There’s nothing you can do, a change is going to happen and it will destroy everything. The best thing to do is enjoy the ride and let it all play out.

A Helter Skelter situation is unpredictable and can’t be prepared for but at the end of it you will emerge a stronger individual with a new avenue of introspection.

This card is not all doom and gloom though! If one is in tune with themselves it can be used as a way to prevent such disasters and can be seen as a sign to break free from old habits that may have been holding you back.

Reversed

Upright the change you experience is often due to external factors however in the reversed position, the Helter Skelter suggests a deep and significant personal transformation and upheaval

You are the one who questions your own beliefs, values, purpose p and meaning and you may experience an awakening of sorts. You may be going through an existential crisis in which you question your place in the universe and what that means if it means anything at all.

Seeing this card may suggest that you are resisting the coming change and are in fact indenial that a change is even happening . If you continue to resist this change it will force its way into your life.

For those who are more in tune, the Helter Skelter reversed acts as a warning sign, you can prepare for an inevitable change, plan ahead to minimize its destruction.

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(light gore?)

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Freitag, 31. März 2023

tip of the spoon episode 2: a seminar about hardrock and metal

dear beloved friends, 

i'll write this in small caps mostly because i forgot everything i learned at school.

i’m working at the store today and since it’s tuesday and the weather is not too nice, i won’t be expecting many customers. there is one section in the shop i rarely go to and don’t know that much about. it’s the hard rock and metal section and i think the store has quite a good overview to offer. these are some bigger band names i have heard before: Black Sabbath, Deep Purple(its the garage band dads that like to play their bass line), AC/DC ,Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Motörhead, Metallica, Slayer, Thin Lizzy, Van Halen etc. etc.

first of all i noticed they always have the most creative fonds. i tried to copy them, but it’s quite hard.

the first singer is someone i always wanted to listen to since i saw the „Dark Shadows“ movie. he liked to sing about schools going out for summer. do you know who i mean?

 „yes, you?“

„i think you mean Alice Cooper, since he was in the movie and is in a hard rock band“

„yes exactly“

ALICE COOPER

and the album we are going to listen to is obviously „schools out“.

the cover shows a picture of a wooden wall or something and there’s initials and names engraved in it. it looks like the thing we used to get at school when we wrote tests to put on the table between us ,to prevent cheating, and i’m almost sure that it is this thing on the album cover.

theres also a red heart drawn on it and it has a knife stuck in it. ouch! i know this feeling.. who doesn’t?

i like that Alice is addressing the topic of emotional pain, maybe he was rejected? 

i want you to take the next 5 minutes to make a mind map, of what Alice could imply with this heart. here's a picture of it to help you get ideas, task starts 1…2…3 …now!

i think it's nice that he isn’t ashamed of being vulnerable about love, especially in the show-no-softness environment. 

but maybe that’s what hard rock is about, building up walls (wooden, or just mental ones), because feeling vulnerably hurts too much, like a dagger in an organ. they like to turn their pain into anger, a well known coping mechanism. wow. 

fun facts about Alice Cooper:

-son of a pastor

-his real name is Vincent Damon Furnier (but who cares)

-not satanist, in his shows he always killed satan or the evil

-did he have a buccal?

my favorite song on the album was 'Alma Mater', it’s a bit softer and has a nice melody, cool breaks and i want to make a cover of it someday. he’s singing about missing his high school.. a strange feeling i can’t emphasize with but i like being confronted with topics i don’t understand.

we listened to the whole album, it was very rocky but not so much hardcore as i imagined, i think the stage performances, his costumes and the face paint were more responsible for putting him into that category. 

HELTER SKELTER

now we move on to another record that i picked randomly from the shelf. the cover looks like a poster for a circus musical. it’s an air brush picture of four guys with huge wolf cuts in glam rock clothes. they are standing in front of an amusement park, like dom. in the first song we get introduced to the band by a raspy voice blabbing about a world of fantasy ,strange happenings and amazing people, and bright colors.. the voice sounds very creepy. and then the first song „ what are you doing right after the show“ starts and it sucks very much. there's this trashy 80s sound with overuse of stupid guitar solos, and it reminds me of David Bowies soundtrack to the labyrinth movie. i’m going to listen to one more song and then i’ll turn this **** off. 

0/10

MOTÖRHEAD

after this unfortunate choice i need to make a better one next, something that is helpful for my seminar. 

i need to think some steps ahead so i did the thing that was necessary and asked a customer. he said i should listen to Motörhead, and handed me their first album from 1977. it's way rougher than Alice, less corny than holterdipolter Helter Skelter. i really like it , but i would like anything after what my ears just had to consume. i can definitely say its cool, very punky. i realize punk and hard rock are not far away from each other, it goes hand in hand, especially in the early stages. but hard rock bands may be playing their solos more precisely. 

there’s a lot to read about Motörhead on wikipedia, but i’m too lazy to read it. it’s mostly about what bands the members were in before and after, about their personal fights, their issues with the big labels that unsurprisingly screwed them over, about the band casts changes BLABLABLABALBALBALBALABLABALBALABLBA, all the things that are interesting for the guys to prove how big of a fan they are. they have to know everything, every fart and shit, secure their spot in the Motörhead community. good for them! i don’t blame them i’m not a monster. i’m happy for them that wiki’s got so much to offer.

!i think this is a bop!

also very much guitar in this one of course: imagine a big bucket with a lot of snakes in it. they are crawling over and under each other, always in movement. each snake stands for one guitar solo, that’s what Motörhead sounds like to me. the solos get a little bit annoying after a while but as i’m writing this now i feel bad because i don’t want to insult them. they put their whole life into those guitars, probably even risked a minor finger injury, and i’m making fun of it, look at me...

BLACK SABBATH 

another name probably everyone has heard of before. black sabbath with their album „The Headless Cross“. it’s not really what i expected from such a big reputation. i don’t like it and i’m not sure i’ll make it through the whole album. i want to respect it but it cringes me out a bit. it's like the music Bill & Ted like to rock to. or the Ghostbusters. i thought Black Sabbath sounded different, a bit more deeper voices maybe? not all this feisty screaming.

oh! i just noticed the album is from 1989, so my mind is not made up yet. 1989 is a very unbearable year for many genres i think, especially bands that have founded in the early 70s, in my opinion. i will give them another chance one day but not now, i need a little break, so let’s continue to the next band.

CINDERELLA

a nostalgic choice for me. i grew up with the movie, and my grandma always had the videocassette in a stack with lots of other ones. every time we visited her we had to choose one and cinder was a popular pick, accompanied by Barbie Rapuzel. we used to sit on her sofa and she gave us pencils and paper to doodle around with. it was a good time, but i don’t want to get too personal. 

i chose a greatest hits album and while looking at the people on the front i notice that big wolf cuts are a common thing in the 80s hard rock times. Cinderella likes to scream a lot and she’s addicted to cowbells. i love cowbells so they get a little star for that. still not such a big fan of the screaming……………………….. but well „shake me“ is a bit fun. i would go to a cinderella show. i could imagine it having a story line of some sort like Alice Cooper had. it sounds a bit like a musical, Rocky Horror or like Queen but different kind of singing, and less poppy. i would be interested to see how they would look like without this statement hair they’re hiding behind. the music would probably sound very different, maybe they would have to scream even more to prove their coolness. i just turned the CD off, as i’m beginning to feel a bit exhausted and might end this seminar soon.

SLAYER 

now that i think, is pretty nice, i like it. but i don’t know if i actually do or if i’m unable to make an opinion after the last hours of absorbing a to me relatively unknown genre. i think its fun but very masculine. probably the most masc of all the mascs i’ve been listening to today. my eye is flinching to the beat of the bass or what is it? it’s super quick! here's a diagram i created to visualize the rhythm of slayer.

so Slayer and Metallica is 'trash metal', a subgenera of  metal and it goes like this: very fast, very fast, and then slow, but one element stays fast, a lot of drum rolls, and then very fast again. it’s like they couldn’t choose what to eat for dinner so they bought everything and mixed it together. they do it right because who is forcing you to choose? it is possible to do it all at once.

but now my stomach is full after all this mix of food.

let’s put an end to it: 

first of all i’d like to thank the male community with their big hair to let me enter their safe space for a little.

i’m not sure if i could see myself being a steady hardrock/metal fan, especially not after what happened in the end of 80s.. to be fair, i just had a very small insight but as i said i don’t feel like having opinions anymore. i’m just taking it in as long as i can.i think this way of thinking is just proving that i’m not the biggest fan. if i actually liked it, i wouldn’t want it to end.

and that was it here you go. don’t forget to get your signatures! if you have any questions, or recommendations, let me know. see you at the next seminar. have a nice day.

yours sincerely,

Prof. F. Lenzmann

PS.  yesterday me and my dad talked about the shortest song in the world. it’s exactly three seconds long and it’s called „you suffer“ by Napalm Death. i think it could either be about someone who is worried about their friend, and is now trying to bring up a conversation about it.“you've been sitting all alone on this wall for some hours and all you did was stare at the lake the rain has made. in your eyes i can see something that looks like pain, pain is caused by suffering, do you need any help? i’m here for you, look at me, here, my hand is warm, hold it i’ll take you to a cafe“

or it could be about someone who really isn’t doing well and feels misunderstood. „you suffer like me ,and then you’ll see how it feels, that it is not so easy to do things when you feel hurt like this, try that, and then you might want to rethink about criticizing me about my way of accomplishing things.“ it could be about many other things, something i really like about this song. of course you can also decide not to think what it might be about, it’s your head, nobody is forcing you to. in my seminar at least, i’m not forcing anyone to think.

this is the music video to the song, it reminds me of my sleeping paralysis, it scared me a little bit so i ask you to look at it with caution. 

bye!!

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CONTRARY - FINN SHELBY X READER; PART 26

PUBLISHED: 18/06/2022

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I started squealing as we got into the carriage. I loved Ferris wheels, and heights. In the line, Finn and I had planned out the rest of the night.

I sat myself right against the wall, looking out at the people on the ground as we began our descent into the sky. They had gotten smaller and smaller. I looked out at the buildings. I noticed that we could see the Cut from here.

"Oh, Finn, look, there's Lizzie and Tommy," I pointed out the pair, on the ground near a cotton candy cart, and looked over at my husband.

He was puffing on a cigarette, eyes on me.

"Oh, Finn, what's the point of coming on the Ferris wheel if you don't enjoy the view!" I whined, making him chuckle as he pulled the cigarette from his mouth.

"I am enjoying the view." He replied with a grin, then winked, a cocky tone in his words.

"Shut up," I muttered, looking back out towards the scenery, feeling my cheeks get warmer.

I continued looking out at the scenery, watching the people mill around the fairground, and enjoying the funny feeling in my stomach as we spun around.

Soon enough, we got out, Finn threw any arm around my waist, leading us to the bumper cars using his map.

I spotted Ada and Karl in line, Karl with a balloon on his wrist.

"Fancy seeing you two here," I called out as we approached them.

"Don't you two look quite the cute couple," Ada greeted as we lined up behind her.

"Uncle Finn, uncle Finn, can you drive me?" Karl begged, and Finn shook his head with a small grin.

"I'm on a date with Aunty (N/N), sorry," Finn replied, pulling me in closer to his side.

Karl pouted, but nodded. I felt my heartbeat speed up at the use of my nickname.

"A date?" Ada asked, sounding surprised.

"Yeah, Lizzie forced us," I joked, although it wasn't too far from the truth.

I would be too, if we were being honest.

"Who knows, by the end of the night we might know each other in the biblical sense," Finn said cheekily, making me gasp and slap his chest.

"Finn!" I squealed, making Ada laugh and Karl look at us confusedly.

Luckily, I was saved by the person announcing for everyone to get out of their cars, and exit the ride. I started bouncing on my heels, making Finn chuckle.

I really did love fairs.

We moved up onto the black floor after Finn gave the man our tickets, and got into a yellow car.

"We gonna annoy Karl and Ada, love?" Finn asked as I pulled the padded bar down over our laps.

Love. My butterflies came back tenfold at the stupid little nickname.

"Yes — But Karl's driving so be careful," I begged, and Finn nodded.

"I will," He spoke simply, but the smirk on his face said otherwise.

After all of the cars had people in them, the ride started. We jolted forward, and Finn immediately started chasing Karl and Ada.

I felt someone ram into us from behind, making us jerk forward. I looked around and saw that it was Flo and Dinah, Flo cackling away as she drove, Dinah blowing us a kiss.

"Finn, get those girls back," I commanded, and he laughed as he started chasing them.

"Your wish is my command," He said, dropping a hand from the wheel and placing it on my knee.

I felt my heart speed up at the contact, making me grin.

•••

Finn and I had just come from the circus and our second Ferris wheel ride of the night. We were now making our way towards the giant slide, after our quick stop at a cotton candy cart.

"Okay, so we went on the Ferris wheel, bumper cars, tilt-a-whirl, flying swings, Helter Skelter, circus, thanks to your family for getting us seats in the front row, second Ferris wheel ride, carousel, haunted house, and now we're going to the giant slide. That leaves the stalls, one final ride on the Ferris wheel, then fireworks at midnight." Finn informed me, looking down at the map as I bit into the pink cloud in my hand.

I gave a hum of approval as we walked towards the wooden slide, me dragging Finn by the belt loop again. I had pulled my yellow sweater on after sundown, because the night air had a chill in it, even with all of the people moving around the fairground.

In the haunted house, Finn had put an arm around me 'in case I got scared', but ended up nearly pissing himself when a contortionist ran full pelt at our stopped carriage in a bridge walk.

We continued trotting along until we ended up in line for the giant slide. It was a big wooden slide, one you had to sit on a piece of hessian cloth to go down. We grabbed one each from the pile at the bottom of the slide. Once Finn and I got to the top of the slide, I placed mine down and sat on it, then waited for Finn.

"We should make it a race." I decided, "Loser does whatever the winner tells them to do."

Finn nodded, "I'd be up for that."

I waited until the employee told us that it was safe to go, then started counting, "One, two-"

"-Three." Finn said, then pushed himself off.

"Finn, you bastard!" I screeched as I slid down after him, leaning forward and making myself go faster, catching up with him.

My hair blew back from how fast I was going. I whooped as I grabbed my hessian mat tighter. Finn bumped into me, sending me spinning around; making me shriek, the world turning into a blur. I reached out and grabbed Finn, making him yell as we tumbled off of the end of the slide together.

"Holy fuck, never again!" Finn swore, making me cackle.

"I won that one; you cheated, so I won by default." I decided as we stood up.

Finn didn't protest as I threw our hessian cloths into the pile. He held a hand out, and I helped him stand up.

Someone cleared their throats to our right, making us look.

Tommy and Lizzie stood there, Lizzie with a knowing smile on her face.

"(Y/N). Finn. Nice to see the date's going good." Tommy said simply, his blue eyes burning holes through us.

"It's going great," I said, interlacing my fingers with Finn's, who gave three quick squeezes.

"We'll be off then," Lizzie said, pulling her husband away from us.

I waved to the pair as I lead Finn away to the stalls. I spotted a familiar pair of men, then tried to lead Finn the other way.

"(Y/N)! Come and see your old dad and brother!" Dad called out, making me groan as Finn lead me over to them.

They were running a stall where you had to knock the cans over. I noticed oversized bears handing from the top of their stall.

I pointed up at the light brown one, "Dadda, Bonnie, I want that one."

"No can do, sister. You need to win it," Bonnie replied, leaning back against the bench of the stall, grinning.

My jaw dropped.

"Why!" I demanded, and Finn slung his arm around me.

"What do you have to do to win one?" Finn asked, and Bonnie cocked a brow as Dad smirked.

"Knock each pyramid over. No rebounds, no bounces." Bonnie informed him, "3 shillings; 3 shots."

Finn pulled the money out of his jacket pocket and handed them over to Bonnie, who gave him three balls.

"And I thought all Shelbys were good for was pushing papers around," Bonnie mused, making me roll my eyes.

"Finn, darling, ignore those two." I told him, "They're just trying to shake you up to make you miss, show them what you're made of."

Finn smirked, and started throwing the balls up into the air.

"Where are we going to put that bear in our apartment, love?" Finn asked, juggling the balls.

"You haven't even thrown a ball yet," Bonnie interjected.

Dad watched on in amusement, and I stayed silent as I leaned against the bench, watching the pair.

"I don't need to just yet; because I know I'm gonna knock 'em down. So, again, where are we going to put the bear?" Finn asked, turning back to face me, a cocky smirk on his face.

"If you miss I'll make my daughter divorce you," Dad called out to Finn, making me give Dad a death glare.

"In my room, at the foot of the bed," I answered my husband, and that was all it took for Finn to straighten up his stance and focus, then throw the three balls lightning fast, effectively knocking over the three towers.

Dad's eyebrows shot up in surprise, and Bonnie begrudgingly got the light brown bear down and gave it to me.

"I was just teasing, you know, didn't mean anything by it," Bonnie said to Finn, who gave him a boyish grin in return.

"I know, but what my wife wants," He then threw an arm around me, "She gets."

"See you later," I said as we walked along.

I looked around the stalls, trying to find something fun.

"Roll a penny, Finn I want to try it!" I pleaded, and he sighed but led me over there.

I knew that he thought it would just be a waste of money because it was a luck game but I tended to get lucky when it came to it.

Finn paid the girl running the stall, and I got three pennies.

I placed the little wooden wedge on the edge of the table, then dropped my first penny into the slot, then moved the wedge towards the paper, a bit towards the left, and dropped the penny again. I moved my penny right to the edge of the paper on the right, and dropped it into the slot, waiting for it to stop rolling and hit the paper with a clatter. I looked at my three coins. They all landed on 'WIN' squares.

"Congratulations, you can pick five prizes." The girl said blandly, sounding like she didn't even want to be there.

How boring. I'd want to be at a fairground working. You always got free rides.

"Erm, that sliding whistle, that plastic tiara, that bunch of temporary tattoos, and ... two of those friendship bracelets." I said, pointing to each one.

Finn grabbed the prizes off of the girl for me, putting the whistle, temporary tattoos, and friendship bracelets into his jacket pocket. He turned to me with the tiara in his hand, placing it onto my head gently.

"A tiara for the Queen of Onions," Finn dubbed gravely, then started laughing at my scandalised face.

"Queen of onions? Couldn't you have thought of anything better!" I exclaimed, watching him go red in the face as he cackled.

"It was either that or the queen of contrary ... ness. Contrariness." He announced after he calmed down, still giggling.

"For the last time, stop comparing me to an onion! And I'm not contrary!" I scolded, then spotted another stall and ran over there, Finn not too far behind.

"I'm no good at this one," Finn said as he forked over the money.

I handed him my bear, "Well lucky for you, I'm great at frustration."

I dropped the orange counter into the slot, and immediately started tilting the green bar using the knobs on either end, trying to get the counter to land in the notch in the middle of the bar. I tilted it left and right, slowing down every now and then as I thought it was going to land it the notch, then groaning as it didn't.

I tilted it towards the left quickly, then back towards the right, levelling it out. The counter landed in the notch and stayed there, making me whoop.

"Congratulations, pick a prize, pretty girl." The boy running the stall said, sending me a wink.

Finn stepped up and put an arm around me, "Yeah, pick a prize, love."

He then planted a kiss on the top of my head, making the employee drop his smile.

I smirked, and pointed to the giant bear, much like the one I already had, but this was a darker brown, "That one — For my husband, so we can match."

Finn grinned at me as the employee gave it to him, "Thanks, mate."

"Welcome," The boy replied, in a tone that told us that he was not, in fact, welcome.

"I think we've got enough material prizes, let's go try for money prizes," Finn decided, and I nodded, looping my elbow through his as both of us had our hands around our bears.

We didn't need money, we had enough, but it wouldn't hurt to win a few pounds, just in case.

I looked around for a fun stall, and Finn stopped, making me look up at him.

"Do you think I'll be able to make it up the unclimbable ladder?" Finn asked, nodding towards it.

"Nope." I replied, popping the 'p'.

You could make it up if you knew the tricks, but even then it was hard. Bonnie couldn't even do it and he was one of the most coordinated people I knew.

"If I win, will you give me a prize?" Finn asked, leading me over there.

"Sure," I answered, and Finn looked at me, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes," I affirmed, knowing he wanted a proper answer.

He grinned and stood in front of the employee.

"Pay a pound, try to climb the ladder. If you succeed, you win twenty-five pounds." The employee told Finn, a big million dollar smile on his face.

"Yeah, alright," Finn said, paying the employee, then giving me his bear.

"Want me to hold your jacket too?" I asked, and Finn nodded, taking it off and handing it to me.

I placed my bear on the ground and put his jacket on his bear, giggling as I did so.

"Wait," I said, making Finn look at me.

I fished a friendship bracelet out of the jacket pocket, then grabbed Finn's wrist, tying it on.

"For luck," I informed him, making him grin as he walked back over to the ladder.

Finn grabbed the sides of the ladder. He put both of his feet on the bottom rung, then lifted his right foot, moving his left hand as he did so, grabbing the side fabric of the ladder. I noticed that he put his feet at the edges of the rungs, not the centre.

Balance. That was the secret.

I watched him as he ascended the ladder, making it to the top with ease. I clapped, and the employee looked less than pleased as Finn dropped down onto the landing pad with ease, stretching his arms as he stood back up. I watched as his muscles flexed through the fabric of his shirt. It was a nice sight.

The employee grabbed the twenty-five pounds out of his pouch, handing it to Finn. Finn came over and I handed him his bear back, then picked up my own, and we began walking again.

How our legs weren't tired, I didn't know. Maybe we were too giddy to feel tired.

I noticed a man holding a multicoloured cube in one hand, and a pocket watch in the other, making me smirk.

"Finn, this way," I said, leading him over to that stall.

"Little miss! Do you want to try to solve this cube under one minute? You pay a pound and win fifty if you solve it under a minute," The employee said, and Finn bumped his side against mine.

I looked up at him.

"Are you going to get disappointed if you lose?" Finn asked, and I shook my head.

He grabbed a pound and handed it to the employee.

"Um, can you hold my bear please?" I asked Finn, who grabbed it off of me with a nod.

He started fishing around in his pocket again, and pulled out the other friendship bracelet. I grinned and gave him my wrist. He gently tied it around my wrist, leaning down and placing a kiss on my wrist after he was done, making my heartbeat speed up at the small gesture.

The employee cleared his throat, making me turn around and look at him, then gave me the cube, looking down at his pocket watch, "You can start — now!"

I started twisting and turning the cube, quickly solving the yellow side.

I went on and solved each side, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I raced to beat the time.

"Done!" I shouted as I finished the last side.

The employee's eyebrows shot up, "Forty seconds. You did it."

"Course I did," I shot back, making Finn chuckle behind me.

The employee reached into his pouch and pulled out the money. I gave it to Finn to put into his jacket pocket, zipping the pocket back up.

"Oi, mate, what's the time?" Finn asked, and the employee looked at him.

"Quarter to eleven," The employee said after checking his pocket watch.

Fuck me. We'd been here for a long time, but it only felt like five minutes.

"Is there a revolving bar here?" Finn asked, and the employee nodded, pointing him in the direction of it.

"I want to try that one before we go on the Ferris wheel, come on love." Finn said, leading me down towards it.

"Come on, hurry, I want to make the Ferris wheel before the fireworks are on," I urged, picking my pace up to a jog.

Finn jogged along beside me, and we made it to the stall. I looked at my watch. Twelve to. That gave us seventy-two minutes for Finn to do the bar, for us to ride the Ferris wheel one last time, and get back to the apartment building. We'd planned on sitting on top of the building to watch the fireworks.

The employee noticed us jogging toward him, and perked up, "Hello, lady and gent-"

"-Yeah, sorry for being rude, but how much is it." Finn cut in.

I had to bite my tongue so I didn't laugh.

"Pay one pound, win twenty-five if you manage to hold on for three minutes," The employee said.

Finn rummaged around in the pocket of his jeans, grabbing the money and handing it to the man.

"Okay, hop up!" The man said, grabbing out his pocket watch.

Finn put the bear on the ground.

"Finn," I said, grabbing his arm, making him turn and look at me.

I quickly stood up on the tips of my toes and placed a kiss on his cheek, right above the corner of his mouth.

"For luck," I said shyly, watching as a blush climbed up his neck and spread across his cheeks.

"I fucking feel lucky now," Finn muttered as he walked up to the bar.

The employee told him to hop up, and he did, holding on to the bar. The employee flipped a switch on the side of the stand holding the bar up, and the bar started to turn. I watched as he shifted his grip on the bar, huffing.

"You can do it, darling," I encouraged after the employee told him that he reached the one minute mark.

Finn continued to move his hands back and forth, his knuckles white. I was elated at the way his shirt was riding up ever so slightly, and the way it clung to him as he hung there, his muscles visible through the white fabric. The focus on his face was evident, his teeth clenched as he tried not to drop.

"Thirty seconds!" The employee said, looking up from his pocket watch.

I bounced on my heels excitedly as the employee counted down, reaching zero.

"You've won twenty-five pounds!" The employee said, grinning.

Finn dropped down, huffing. He fixed his shirt up and got the money off of the employee, putting it into the jacket pocket. At least one of us was smart enough to wear something with pockets that could zip.

"Ferris wheel, now, let's go!" I exclaimed after Finn picked his bear up, dragging him along.

•••

THIRD PERSON'S POV

You and Finn were currently ambling along the Cut, meeting Arthur halfway to your apartment building. You had half an hour before the fireworks started.

Finn was looking for good skipping stones to show off. He was great at skipping stones, one of the best in Small Heath. He found a heart shaped one, and quickly slipped it into his pocket.

"(N/N), look here, I reckon I can make twenty skips with this one!" Finn declared, making you look at him.

He was holding a perfectly circular one, and you urged him to try skipping it. He swung his arm back, then swung it forward and flicked his wrist, sending the rock skipping along. You both counted twenty-one skips before it sank, then cheered.

"That's impressive," You admitted, looking over at your husband.

He grinned back at you, feeling on top of the world.

"I can't skip stones," You revealed, making him gasp and place a hand on his chest, feeling completely and utterly shocked.

You looked away, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"I'll show you how while we wait for Arthur, come on," Finn said softly, realising his mistake.

You looked over at him, and he picked up some more stones. You walked over and stood next to your husband, putting your stuffed bear next to his.

He gave you a flat stone, standing behind you.

"Okay, so you always stand with your non-dominant side towards the water, so you can throw with your dominant hand," Finn explained, shifting your body so you were standing correctly.

He handed you a stone, "Then, you swing your arm, but flick only your wrist. You throw this at the water with your dominant hand, but you don't throw it down, you throw it across, but not too across."

You nodded at his safely advice, then tried it yourself, Finn whooping and clapping as you managed three skips with your stone.

"You're a natural, love," Finn told you as you spun back around and faced him, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him down into a hug.

"It's only because you taught me," You murmured as you pulled away, looking up at your husband.

Your eyes flickered down to his lips, which were curled into a soft smile.

A car horn beeping pulled you back to reality, and you looked over to see Arthur in a dressing gown behind the wheel of his car.

"Come on, lovebirds, some of us actually need sleep!" He called out, but you knew it was good natured teasing.

You picked up your bears and ran over to the car, hopping in to the backseat.

You felt slightly disappointed that you didn't kiss Finn, but no matter. You'd have time in the future.

"Did you have an alright night?" Arthur asked you, looking at you two in the rear-view mirror.

"It was amazing," You spoke honestly, and Finn slipped his hand into yours, squeezing it thrice.

Arthur smirked at your answer. Tommy and Linda would owe him, (and others) money. They had a few bets placed on whether you and Finn would have a good time, whether you would kiss or not, whether you would shag or not.

They all had no intention of telling you and Finn, though. What you didn't know wouldn't hurt you.

You bounced in your seat as Arthur pulled up in front of your building.

"Thank you," You said hurriedly and followed Finn out of the car, shutting the door behind you.

You and Finn hurried up the first flight of exterior stairs.

"Here, Chuck us your bear, I'll put them inside, grab the food, you hurry up to the top," Finn said, and you gave him your bear, then sped along the balcony until you reached the door that took you into your apartment building.

There were four rows of apartments on each floor, two on the exterior of the building, then two on the interior, split by a hallway. You entered the interior of the building, running up the hallway and multiple flights of stairs until you reached the door that let you out onto the roof.

You opened it, then walked over to the edge, sitting on it and dangling your feet over the edge. You shivered. It was colder up here. You looked at the time. Ten minutes to go. You watched three minutes tick by until you heard the door to the roof open with a 'bang!'

You spun around, and Finn was stood there, a bottle of lemonade in one hand, what looked like water in the other, and something wrapped in a cloth held against his chest with his forearm. He had a blanket around his shoulders, making you snort.

He hurried over to you, sitting down next to you.

You had cut up tomato and cheese before you left, so you could make sandwiches before bed if you were still hungry.

All Finn had to do was butter the bread, put the tomato and cheese onto the sandwiches, along with salt and pepper, then cut his into squares and yours into triangles.

As soon as Finn unwrapped the sandwiches, your stomach growled. He handed you one of yours, and you thanked him, then devoured the small sandwich, grabbing the bottle of lemonade and taking a swig.

He produced a handkerchief from his pocket, along with the temporary tattoos, "Reckon you can give me one of those tattoos?"

"I'd love to," You answered, sifting through the pack.

You found one of a cartoon pistol firing.

"Take your jacket and the blanket off," You urged Finn, who did so.

You opened the bottle of water and shoved the handkerchief inside, then pulled it out and wrung it out over the side of the building. You placed the temporary tattoo onto his left arm, then placed the wet cloth over it, rubbing it to make sure the tattoo under it was completely wet. Finn watched you as he ate his cheese and tomato square.

He looked down at his watch. Two minutes to go. He pulled the blanket around the pair of you. You grabbed it and pulled it around you, shuffling closer to Finn so you both had more blanket. He threw his arm over your shoulder, you leaning in to his side.

"It's starting!" You gasped, wiggling on the spot.

You watched in awe as the first firework ascended, and burst into a brilliant ball of blue. You barely blinked as the dazzling display went on, eating your sandwich, but you couldn't even appreciate the taste due to all of your attention being on the fireworks.

Finn, however, was barely focusing on the fireworks. He continually looked over at you, your amazed expression at the way the fireworks painted Small Heath's streets rainbow.

The heart shaped rock felt especially heavy in his pocket as he looked back out at the sky, absentmindedly tracing patterns on your arm.

What he didn't know, however, was that you could feel him looking at you, and every time Le looked away you would peek at him, admiring him under the multi-coloured light.

He looked gorgeous.

As soon as the fireworks ended, you groaned, and bit into your last sandwich slice quite bitterly, making Finn chuckle.

"Before I forget," He began, making you look at him.

He pulled the heart shaped rock out of his pocket, and placed it into your palm.

You gasp, and Finn saw your eyes light up at the small gift.

"Oh, Finn, it's amazing! I'm going to put it on my vanity so I'll see it every morning," You informed him, which made him grin.

He felt invincible. You made him feel invincible.

•••

You groaned as Finn shook your shoulder.

"You're bleeding, love," He told you, making you shoot up.

You could feel a sticky substance between your legs, making you whine.

"Go have a shower, I'll put clean clothes in the bathroom and change the sheets," Finn said, and you stumbled out of your bed, and into the bathroom.

It wasn't even daylight yet.

Finn immediately stripped the sheets and doona cover, going and putting them into the laundry. He grabbed his own sheets and doona, then went and placed them on your bed, making sure to put the fitted sheet on properly. He rummaged through your closet and found you a clean nightgown and under layers, walking to the bathroom and dropping them just inside the door, making sure to look the other way so he wouldn't catch a glimpse of you in the shower.

He never understood why men would go and do whatever women wanted when they were bleeding, but as he put the kettle on to boil and started to make your tea just how you liked it, he understood. Understood that you deserved to be taken care of, to be shown love. He'd go and buy flour just to make biscuits from scratch if you came out of the bathroom and said you wanted them with your tea.

As the kettle continued to boil, he walked down to his room and marked the day on his calendar, then marked the six days after it, then counted twenty-eight days onwards and circled the week there, too. He knew that women's bodies didn't run on clocks, but at least this way he would know to stock the kitchen with your favourite food so you wouldn't be left without.

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okay so if I stick to chapter plans I should be starting writing season 5 in chapter 48,,, we're going to get a lot of Finn and reader action before then lol

Did y'all like the date or nah??

Love y'all ❤️

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