#her name is tiramisu btw

[cephydeluxe]

flashback to the time I was playing stardew valley a few weeks before v 6 update dropped and I spent like 4 days straight just setting up mods, not even playing the game, just troubleshooting mods and trying to get like 500 mods working at once INCLUDING the seasonal outfit/portrait mod for my farmer, which entailed downloading magic mirror outfits and styling them and THEN creating a portrait that matched the look (repeat this for every season/event/weather)

(Used Jazzybee’s portrait creator for a base and some clothes and drew the rest)

got all of that working, then proceeded to crash after sitting at my computer for HOURS,,,,,, then woke up to steam auto updating stardew valley, breaking all of my work cause I forgot to turn off auto update

happened early this year and I still haven’t turned my computer on

[bruhnze]

Apple tarts and tiramisu - Part 5

Summary ''Apple tarts and tiramisu'': Lucy just moved to Barcelona, you offer to teach her Spanish. Reader gets into a relationship with Lucy Bronze who she met while she served her an apple tart.

Other parts: part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

SMUT - MINORS DNI, Warnings: smut

Wordcount: 3k?

Long awaited part 5, hope you like it 🙃

Apple tarts and tiramisu - Part 5

´´Do you want to go back to yours?’’ you asked Lucy walking back to the car.

‘’Yeah I wanted to ask you that actually, because Narla comes home tomorrow morning’’ Lucy said ‘’but how did you know?’’.

‘’Oh I didn’t, but speaking about that, how come you only have a dog sometimes?’’ you asked her ‘’you have a dogsitter?’’

‘’uhm, yes, I also have a dogsitter’’ she cleared her throat and looked at the ground ‘’andishareNarlawithmyex'’ she coughed.

You laughed ‘’what?’’

‘’I share my dog with my ex’’ she said hesitantly.

‘’But you just got to spain’’ you joked ‘’already have an ex here who you have shared custody with? Damn you really do move fast’’.

Lucy laughed now too ‘’damn that would be crazy, no I actually move quite slow normally, but ehm, the ex is also from England, and ehrrm… god this sounds bad, but it isn’t.. she moved to Barcelona too,.. she’s in the same team.. we… our… no.’’. She thought and collected herself again and said ‘’her and my transfers were already a done deal when we broke up.. we broke up on good terms.. and we both share the opinion that our career went before everything and we just professionally work together.. and the dog is mine actually but I just.. she asked If Narla could stay at hers every now and then too and now it just turned into one week at mine and the other week at hers and so on’’.

‘’Okay’’ you stated ‘’and what is her name?’’

‘’oh ehm, Keira’’ Lucy looked at you trying to read you.

You smiled ‘’its okay Lucy, ofcourse you have exes, me too, it’s normal’’ you said reinsuring ‘’but what is her last name?’’

‘’Walsh’’ she frowned ‘’why? Your not go-

‘’Was she number 21?’’ and then you heard what Lucy had tried to say ‘’God no, i was just curious who it was’’.

‘’yeah the number 21 indeed, midfielder, sorry’’

‘’Ah! She was pretty good right, she’s didn’t lose the ball once and she , what’s it called, yfs/n was pretty excited about it, when she put the ball through the other players legs?’’’

‘’gave a nutmeg?’’

You laughed ‘’I guess, but my friend said it in Spanish so I don’t know''.

''Your so silly, i can't believe you don't know anything about football''. Lucy giggled.

You shrugged your shoulders ''anyways your place it is then’’.

Lucy opened the door from the car for you ‘’mhmm, but why did you want to go there?’’

You gave her a quick kiss ‘’no reason’’ you smirked.

..

She had put on some Spanish music in the car and you were sure she had been influenced by her teammates because it were songs you and your friends enjoyed.

Friends that you probably neglected a bit the last few weeks. That made you think about yfs/n and the fact that she had probably known Lucy’s ex was in her team, as she also knew about Putellas’ personal life and some other players.

Lucy’s hand was back on your knee, just like during the drive on the way to the restaurant.

You got your phone and texted your friend, also sharing the fact you had a girlfriend now.

Your best friend was happy for you and about the ex she texted that she had thought that was something for Lucy to share with you.

@bestfriend: are you with her now?

@y/n: yeah driving back from the restaurant

@bestfriend: ah okay, otherwise I would have called you, want to go to the gym tomorrow afternoon? bcs I need you to tell me everything about how she asked u

@y/n: yh tmrr works, btw also got a crazy story to tell involving my mom💀💀

@bestfriend: okay im curious, your not mad right?

@y/n: no about what?

@bestfriend: that I hadn’t said anything?

@y/n: ohh no, I don’t even think I mind that she works with her ex, idk just hadn’t expected it and was surprised to find out now, when you had told me about a few other players personal lives, so I thought, did you know or did you not know, and if you knew why didn’t you tell me.. but ig I get what u meant about Lucy telling me.

@bestfriend: just so you know you are hotter tho

@y/n: thanks but that’s not nice to say!!

@bestfriend: truth is harsh sometimes xx

@bestfriend: love you always

@bestfriend: now go kiss some abs

@y/n: 🙄

You chuckled at your phone.

Lucy looked at you curious. You cleared your throath ‘’I’m sorry, my friend was being dumb’’

‘’what did she say?’’ Lucy asked smiling.

‘’Oh nothing’’ you blushed ‘’just yfs/n, she is happy for us’’.

Lucy smiled ‘’already told yfs/n?’’

‘’Oh’’ you looked surprised ‘’is it secret that were together?’’

‘’no no’’ Lucy rubbed her thumb over your skin ‘’it’s cute’’  ‘’but speaking about that subject, I think it is maybe wise to keep everything away from the public, the media can be cruel, but..´´ she gulped ´´some fans are even worse, and I don´t want you to have to deal with that´´.

´´Yeah I get that´´ you said putting your hand on top of hers ´´but I would like to meet your friends and family too eventually´´.

´´ohhh yess, I can´t wait´´ Lucy smile was back ´´that is going to happen ofcourse, that´s got nothing to do with keeping our life private... anddddd i also still have to meet your dad´.

´´Still?´´ you chuckled ´´it´s been´´ you looked at the time ´´maybe an hour since we´ve been together´´.

...

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In the elevator the two of you pursued your usual elevator activity; kissing. It felt like that had become the standard routine whenever the two of you stood in the small mirrored space.

‘’you know why I wanted to go to yours’’ you seductively said in her ear.  

‘’no’’

‘’because the other day you brought something over to mine and-‘’

You kissed her neck.

‘’have been thinking about it ever since’’

Lucy gulped, thinking about the strap-on she had brought last week. ‘’yeah, did you like that?’’.

''Mhmm, very'' you said, already getting turned on from anticipation.

..

She stumbled trying to open the door while you leaned against her back, reaching around her tugging her blouse out of her pants.

As you felt up her stomach Lucy abruptly stopped and turned around between you arms, she grabbed your wrists.

‘’Nuh uh’’ Lucy said with a smug face ‘’you wait here, like this’’ she walked you a step back and crossed your arms. ‘’and i will open the door’’.

You thought it was funny how she used dominance to take control of a situation where you clearly distracted her so much she couldn’t open a door. But you didn't laugh because this had been the mood you wanted to put her in.

''Okay come in pretty girl'' Lucy said already halfway into the hallway.

As you walked in to the apartment you were hit by a wall of cold air.

''jodidamente frio'' (ugh very cold) you scuffed out rubbing your arms, ''Lucy why are we in Antartica''.

Lucy came back to the hallway were you were taking you shoes of, ''sorry for the cold, forgot the AC apparently''.

''left in a rush?''

Lucy laughed ''yeah, had to pick a pretty girl up, couldn't leave her waiting''.

You pushed her chest ''nah she wasn't waiting''

Lucy fake gasped ''she wasn't?''.

''Nope'' you shook your head with your eyes closed.

''hmm i heard some different things, i heard she couldn't wait to get dinner over with'' Lucy said cocky.

You looked at her questioning ''really who said that?''

''She told me herself'' she wispered in your ear ''she couldn't wait to be fucked again''.

You gulped ''oh yeah, maybe you should listen to her, sounds like she knows what's up''.

''I don't know'' Lucy teased ''i mean this morning was already quite an active morning and she told me her stamina aint that good''.

''im not tired at all'' you sputterd.

She held her face away from you a bit and you spotted the grin she was wearing. ''Okay'' Lucy said ''but we'll take it slow, i want to show you how much i love you''.

You sighed internally, you had planned for a different night with a more dominant Lucy, but i guess you could work with this too. You just had to recalibrate yourself for a second and you made an internal note to research how to get the dominant side out of her, because you knew she had it and was dying to meet her.

////

In the bedroom Lucy unzipped your dress, slowly kissing down you back. ''your so pretty y/n, i love you''.

You got goosebumps all over your body, okay maybe this wasn't too bad either you thought.

You stepped out of your dress, leaving you only in a thong. Lucy rubbed your sides to your hips where her hands continued to rest. She pressed herself against you and gathered all your hair in her hand and placed it over your left shoulder before she started placing soft open mouth kisses on your neck.

"Luce" you intertwined your fingers with hers and pulled them over your breasts, making her cup them.

''mmh'' she murmered against you shoulder where she had now reached with her kisses ''not so fast, go lay on the bed for me bub''.

You let go of her hands and laid down "you are wearing to much".

''Jeez'' Lucy laughed ''patience baby patience, I can't go that fast and I don't want to go fast, but I promise you'll get what you want''.

A blushed took over your cheeks, you didn't know what had gotten in to you, you got the realisation that Lucy made you so horny, no one had ever effected you like that, you thought about the recent weeks and how much sex you'd had and even next to that how much you had thought about it.

While you had been thinking Lucy was getting rid of her clothes. She looked at you concerned ''what are you thinking about?'' she asked you softly.

You blinked, ''oh sorry my thoughts wandered off for a second , i just, i'm so very attracked to you''.

''so you resort to your thoughts eventhough im standing right here?'' she chuckled.

''to be honest, yes'' you chuckled aswell ''I've built up quite a good mental stock lately, some pretty nice images''. you said cheekily.

''oh yeah? do you think about me much?''

''yeah i was litteraly just thinking about how you are taking over my brain, i can't remember thinking off anything else these last weeks... i think i have a big crush''

Lucy smiled ''im so in love with you, i totaly get what your saying, i feel the same''.

...

Lucy pinned you to the bed with her own body, she had put on the strap you had been longing for and was now softly kissing you as she leaned on her arms, not wanting to put to much weight on you.

You squeezed her biceps and

travelled up with your hands to her shoulders, then her back.

You loved her muscles, you had never been with someone this strong and you had never seen a women pull muscles off as good as Lucy did, she was very astheticly pleasing.

Trying to deepen the kiss you pulled her closer to you, resulting in her whole body brushing against yours.

Lucy moaned as her nipples brushed along your skin. She pulled back from the kiss and went to your neck.

With a combination of tongue and teeth she gave attention to every inch of your neck and jaw. Trying to figure out the points the made you squirm.

The attachment between her legs pushed against you when she moved her hips trying to reach further back your neck.

A shiver of arousal ran down your spine and instinctively you tried to grind against her.

''Not yet baby'' she murmurred against your skin ''i want to kiss every part of your body'' she sighed ''your so beautifull''.

The air that left her mouth when she spoke tickled against the wet spots in your neck.

''Luce, i need you''' you whimpered at the idea of waiting much longer, feeling the sogginess between your legs and your aching empty hole, waiting to be filled.

She smirked as she sat up, and took your hands, pulling them above your head.

Lucy kissed the inside of your arm, making you get goosebumps ''already begging me?''

''yes Luce, please''

''but i want to taste you babe, all of you, can you be good for me and let me kiss you'' she gave more kisses, now to your other arm.

Her words made you moan ''kiss me then, but don't take your time''.

Lucy giggled as she went on.

..

After she had called every part of your body beautiful, littering it with kisses, even leaving some marks on your neck and chest, she had finally arrived at your hips, very close to the place you needed her most.

''My beautiful girl'' she hummed in between kisses.

You couldn't handle it anymore and were so turned on that your brain almost short-circuited. Your hands pushed her head lower.

You felt her lips against your skin in a smile. She placed soft kisses on your lips and then went back to your groin, licking and biting softly, placing another mark ''all mine'' she groaned.

Her tongue licked along your slit, making you gasp out a moan.

Your hand tightened in her hair and she lapped at you a couple more times before pulling back.

The head you had just dropped on the pillow with your eyes closed shot back up and you looked at Lucy.

''So needy'' she smirked.

''only for you'' you cried out below your breath.

''What's that?''

''you make me crazy Lucy, please-''

Lucy placed her tongue back on you still looking you in the eyes.

''fuck'' ''yeah like-

She started sucking your clit, a moan escaped your throat.

After a bit she got up and hovered infront of your face ''do you want to taste how good you taste?''.

You groaned but accepted the kiss, your taste on her tongue made you moan into her mouth, you couldn't believe how long she was taking but you had to admitt she was fucking amazing at what she did.

''What did you want me to call you again?'' Lucy asked cheeky.

You blushed ''a slut?''

''i think you are being a bit of a slutty girl right now, aren't you? so desperate for my cock''.

You pulled her closer for another kiss but she held back ''i can feel you pulsate against me, all for me?''

''yes'' you moaned ''only you Lucy, i have never thought about sex this much in my life, nor did i have so much sex as i did these last weeks''.

''hmmm'' Lucy moaned in your neck ''thats right, your such a slut for my cock, aren't you? are you gonna take me so well''

''y- yeah''

Gently she guided the strap with one of her hands to your opening, lining it up with the ring of muscle that was waiting to be entered.

Lucy looked you in your eyes as she slowly put the tip in. Your head fell back as the feeling flushed over your body.

With the head of the dick Lucy fucked you gently. It was not enough for you ''Lucy, more''.

''you need more slutty girl? want me to fill you up?'' Lucy purred ''such a good girl for telling me''.

Lucy bottomed out in you, making your eyes roll back. Finally experiencing the exact thing again you had been longing for the last days.

''Feel good pretty girl?''

You could only moan in response, the build up had been so intens that you were on the verge of cumming already, not even needing more stimulance.

You wrapped your legs around Lucy, bringing her closer to you. She held one arm around your shoulder and put the other hand behind your neck, pulling you in for a kiss.

The ritm felt so good you thought you didn't have enough oxygen to kiss Lucy back.

Nails dug into Lucy's back making her pull back a bit ''i- im so c-close''.

She looked into your eyes as she kept thrusting in to you, remaining the pace she had ''come for me pretty girl, show me how good that feels''.

With a few more thrusts the high flushed through your body, it was an intens but short orgasm.

You let moans and cries escape your body as Lucy slowly came down to a stop and pulled out.

She kissed your face, "you look so pretty like this".

You gave a weak smile "cuddle me?"

"Ofcourse pretty girl"

...

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The next morning Lucy and you woke up from the doorbell.

Lucy jumped out of bed and put on a jumper and some joggers, without having time to search for underwear.

''Heyy'' you overheard as Lucy had opened the door and waited for Keira to come upstairs. You were still laying in the bed.

''Hey Lucy, here she is, she hasn't eaten yet, but i did walk her, she was a very good girl as usual''.

''Thanks, i'll see you later''

''Yes, see you this afternoon, had a good weekend?''

''yeah very, did you?''

''yeah, i wanted to tell you i'm dating someone again, i don't know why but just wanted you to know, she's German and she was with me this weekend, Narla liked her a lot so it was all good''.

''Okay, nice, i'm happy for you, i actually have been dating someone too'' you heared Lucy say ''asked her to be my girlfriend yesterday actually''.

''ah congrats, thought you looked happier lately''

''Thanks Kei''

''Okay see you later!'' ''and bye Narla, mommy will see you next week''.

''go on, say bye Narla''

You heared the door shut and a sound of nails on the floor coming your way.

The cute white dog you had seen and petted at the cafe a few times jumped on the bed.

''Like she knew you were here'' Lucy giggled at the sight of you getting licked in the face.

''Narla, get off her'' Narla oblidged as her owner put on a stern voice.

Lucy sat down next to you in bed ''goodmorning, sorry you got woken up like this, forgot to set the alarm yesterday''.

''Nah it's fine, you told me yesterday so it wasn't unexpected'' you laughed as you were petting Narla ''such a cutie, aren't you such a good doggie''.

''She likes you'' Lucy said.

You laughed ''Narla likes everyone Luce, but thanks''.

Lucy kissed your cheek ''but she doesn't come up running to lick everyones face''.

''Yeah but maybe if they would be the one handing her cups of whipped cream she would''.

Lucy laughed ''yeah okay, you did some good bribery'', ''i'm happy to though, cause if Narla didn't like you it would've been a problem''.

''Oh?''

''Yep, she's the most important thing to me on the whole world.'' ''but she likes you so we're good''.

You laughed and turned yourself to Narla and said in a high voice, "Then I'll just have to keep spoiling you, don't i little doggie."

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That concludes part 5! Hope it was good, sorry it took a bit longer this time..

Anyone got suggestions for part 6?

more parts

[seneon]

SPILL SENATION LORE

ok.

ONCE UPON A TIME... there was a mighty king who ruled over nations, especially the senation. the king's name is sen. king sen is well respected and a powerful ruler who is also a very kind king. king sen has a white horse named uh tiramisu (im eating tiramisu rn) and tiramisu is his greatest friend.

the people of senation love and admire king sen a lot, they worship him even. for his success has brought them a good life. then a war came, and his majesty has to partake in this war to fight for the kingdom, so he summoned his greatest knights to join him in battle.

source: knights of the round table, fgo. idk the artist

so together as one community, they set out for the war against the kyoghuries nation.

in the end, kyoghuries nation suffered a great lost. for once again, king sen conquered another nation. he received a new name, and that is conquering sen. fear him, mortals!

after the war, king sen decided his knights and him have a break. thus they travelled around the world back to their kingdom. when the king decided to explore the woods for some food, he came across a damsel in distress. a beautiful woman tied to a tree. so he helped her to be free. what a glorious and helpful king.

"𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖜𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊..?" king sen asked as the lady replied with a "𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆, 𝒔𝒊𝒓."

"𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊, 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖊𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖚𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖊!"

"𝒐𝒉, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒚!!"

"𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊, 𝖒'𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖞..?" the king took the woman's hands in his and placed a chaste kiss on the back of her hands as she blushed. "𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒚. 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉."

"𝖎 𝖘𝖊𝖊. 𝖎𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞 𝖆 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖏𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖞𝖋𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖉𝖔𝖒."

so then, the king invited the princess to stay with him for the entire journey as he will be sending her back to the jellyfish kingdom on their way to senation. tiramisu neighs in delight of a new friend. neigehheheh

but in reality, they have fallen in love (😱). but unfortunately, their fates will not match. they are to be betrothed to other royals. so they could only enjoy each others presence for a while. princess ray is to be married to prince kalo in a few weeks and the king is to remain vacant until he receives answer for proposing to princess noo from noomon kingdom to which, there has been no answers yet.

sometimes romance wasn't meant to be. anyways, the king safely sent the princess back before making some grand promises then he journeys back to his own kingdom.

"long live king sen!!!!" the crowd cheers at the return of their king, once again mighty and righteous. indeed, long live king sen, for he shall live forever.

𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖔𝖓.

the end.

STARRING. @seneon @httpshujii @tojiluv @milyz @adeliebae @saewako @itonashi @m1-ka29 @kyoghurts @yuquinzel @rninies @anqelically @hyoismbbg @okkalo @noomon

notes. this is nonsense btw 💀 sorry anon

lore part two lore part three lore part four

[jojohooniie57]

THE ENCOUNTER

“as their eyes met, and time stopped. Memory of them about there brief encounter, a memory that would last a lifetime“

🐧pairing: sunghoon x reader 

🐧genres: fluff, strangers to lovers au

🐧a/n: hi guys this is my first time posting my story in tumblr, i hope you guyss love it!!💕 BTW sorry if there is any grammar mistake 

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As Sunghoon was walking on the sidewalk of Korea feeling lethargic at the events that has been happening in his life. how his family decided to sell their family business that their grandfather had started from scratch. He was about to quit his tedious job that day but no his parents have to ruin it for him. He assumed that he would take over the business one day, which he has been working on since he was a teenager.

Sunghoon has always argued with his parents about how he can handle their business, that’s why he applied for a job as a right-hand man for one of the biggest companies in Korea to show his family that he can handle it. But at last.. they never did they never really put trust in him they always hesitated at the siltiest. saying his job is better them taking the family business that is just a burden to them. 

now feeling like his own family betrayed Him stopping in the middle of the sidewalk closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

“why does they always have to ruin everything” sighing at what has been happening in his life.

Until 

In the mids of his thinking. A woman bumped into him, making him groan at the sudden impact but stop as he smelled a perfume that smelled like his favorite dessert, sweet like cherry tiramisu.

He opens his eyes and sees the woman bowing infront of him 

“I’m so so sorry sir, I’m just really in a hurry for work!!” she said as she lifted her head. At that moment seeing her for the first time.

Their eyes met, they stared at each other and it seems like time stopped. A brief encounter, but Sunghoon thinks this was one of the most breathtaking and alluring encounter in his life. 

At that moment everything fades away It’s like all of his sorrow just wash away at the woman in front of him. A moment that surely he will never forget how he sees the light in her eyes sparkling as the light hit it. How her hair was softly falling on her shoulder by the fresh breeze of the wind. Her lips are as red as a cherry on top of a tiramisu. 

He took a deep breath and was about talk but-

A sound of a whistle was heard and stopped them in their heavenly moment. A guard was yelling at them to move away knowing this Sunghoon now just realize that there still in the middle of the road.

They both run at the side of the road and then look at each other and slowly as their cheeks beam at a red color for a brief moment then look away. Embarrassed at what just happened they were silent for a moment until Sunghon heard her scream as she realize that she was already late for work. She run and Sunghoon was about to run after her but she stop and turn around.

“Y/N.. my name is Jeon Y/N”

That was it the time he found his other half he smiled as she turn to run away but he shouted.

“Park Sunghoon! My name is Park Sunghoon!” 

He looked at her with the most extensive smile he ever has, and she looked back, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. at that moment, everything else faded away. There were only the two of them, and for the first time, a birth light took his heart. As she run they both knew they had found something special at a brief encounter. 

As the days goes by, as Sunghoon got to know about her name he was able to know about her work. realizing that they both work in the same company but in a different branch but that didn’t stop him from meeting her. as they meet again in the coffeeshop middle in both of their company 

As he was holding his tray with a coffee and cherry tiramisu on the side. he sees her typing at her laptop with a haft drink of matcha tea and a half-eaten hotteok. 

He takes a deep breath before approaching her and is greeted by the sweet smell of her cherry tiramisu-like perfume. He cough she stop typing on her laptop and was greeted by a smiling Sunghoon her eyes widen 

“We meet again,” Sunghoon said as he look at her a look that he has already been deeply in love with 

“Ohh park Sunghoon” Y/N said in her honey-like voice 

“May I sit” Sunghoon said with his deep yet smooth voice that she can’t help but make her heart beat faster.

As he sit infant of Y/N was already red as a cherry and this did not go unnoticed by Sunghoon even though half of her face was covered by her laptop. 

Y/N starts to close her laptop and looks at Sunghoon while biting her hotteok and drinking her matcha tea. everything was silent non of them was talking but is not awkward and unbearable silence between them, its was more of a calming silence between them a feeling of fresh coffee in the morning while looking at the morning sunrise.

Then “do you usually go here and have a cup of tea,” Sunghoon said as he look at her he can’t stop thinking. how her eyes spark and how she fans her long eyelashes while looking at him 

“Ohh no this was just my second time, my friend suggested to me this place that they have a great matcha tea,” she said in a shy voice. 

Thinking this she really loves matcha tea, smiling at this. She ask him the same question as he did but is already a well-known customer at this place that has a great cherry tiramisu cake.

That day was the starting point of their undying love story, as the months goes by Y/N would always go to that cafe and they would always meet. Sunghoon has never been happy in his life since he fell In love with only a brief encounter with how her bright personality caught his attention. His favorite is How she smiles at everything he talks about ranting, opening up, jokes. and most importantly confessing their love for each other. 

As times goes by Sunghoon finally confesses his feelings that he kept even though it’s noticeable how he always gives her a heart eye, both then actually. 

Years goes by there their love was the strongest it was timeless for the both of them. Even though there are troubles, challenges have happen they still find a way with their heart.

As she looked at the sunset, he was looking at her, and she looked back, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. In that moment the memory of them how they first met flashes as a wave of the ocean a memory of something worth holding on.

As their eyes met, and time stopped. Memory of them about their brief encounter, a memory that would last a lifetime.

[wolfpawzjakey]

Every now and then I like to find my middle school fanfic and glance at it just to cringe at myself and see how I’ve grown… but the fact that this story has too many views for how terrible it really is is CRAZY!! What do you mean my fic is ranked and it hasn’t been updated since 2015? What do you MEAN??? I’m 23 now 😭😭 Wattpad release me from this agony.

I wanna get back to answering asks again here soon btw, sorry for the dry spell, I really stink at keeping up with life outside of my job.

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I wanna also catch up with you guys!! Recently I rescued a stray kitten, my roommate and I have named her Tiramisu, but we call her Mimi (like Dimitri from Fire Emblem, oops).

I also found a missing peregrine falcon!! This guy is someone’s falconry bird, he’s 3 months old and was missing for 8 days 😱 I got so lucky… he was tangled by his lead in a tree near one of my pet sitting jobs and I ended up getting a reward. I will NEVER stop being enamored with big birds and keeping my eyes on the sky because of them cause it managed to save this babies life. AAAA!!!!!

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Anyway, bye!

Virtual hugs and air high fives,

Pawz 🐶

[kamyru]

hi!! for the emoji ask, could you do👖, 🎀, 🍰 and🍧 for all 3?

btw i love your writing and i hope you take care of yourself <33

Hi! Thank you for requesting this! I had so much fun writing them. I hope you'll like the result. Enjoy and also take care of yourself. ❤️

P.S. If anyone wants to send me more asks, you can find the list with the emojis in here.

Sua Hasunuma

👖 - What is their go-to outfit?

Sua can style everything. When she has time, she transforms her old clothes into something new. Her style resembles a lot of "the light academia" aesthetic, with vintage influences and layers. As a former idol, she still knows how to look comfortable even in the most troublesome outfits.

🎀 - How would they fit into other worlds / aus? What aus would you like to try out? What fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

If we talk about Voltage Inc, I think all the games are because many are from the same universe. And this is true for all my OCs. 

🍰 - Favorite cake flavor? Are they specific about types of cakes?

Sua isn't a big fan of sweets. However, she can't refuse her father's homemade Japanese cheesecake. She is afraid that if she refuses him he will cut all contact with her. The man had asked his in-laws to teach him how to do it for too long to be turned down.

🍧 - Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What significance does it have to them? What would their reaction be if they lost it?

Sua has some objects from her childhood that are in her parents' house. However, there are some gifts from her fans from her k-pop era. Her favorites are handwritten letters. Once, she even thought about answering them but decided that they already forgot her. Sua always smiles when she reads them. If she loses them, she'll probably try to find them for a very long time and get nostalgic when remembering them.

Shirayuki Kiba

👖 - What is their go-to outfit?

Shirayuki had been skating for 21 years. She is now immune to cold weather due to the coldness in which she worked. So, she has no problem wearing light dresses even during Winter. She has shoes for the cold season that resemble skating boots. However, there's also a big chance that you can see her in sports clothes on her days off.

🎀 - How would they fit into other worlds / aus? What aus would you like to try out? What fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

I may sound dramatic, but let her die after her third accident and put her in "Death Parade". I think she and Chiyuki would have a lot to talk about. (I understood just now that Chiyuki and Shirayuki's names have something in common.)

🍰 - Favorite cake flavor? Are they specific about types of cakes?

During her skating career, Shirayuki was sure that her favorite cake was Tiramisu because it was very caloric, and she barely ate it. However, after her relationship with Kuranosuke started, he once tried to impress her by preparing that one cake, famous for being popular among ballet dancers - Pavlova cake, and for the first time in her life, Shirayuki appreciated it. So now her favorite is Kuranosuke's Pavlova cake.

🍧 - Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What significance does it have to them? What would their reaction be if they lost it?

Shirayuki doesn't have a lot of things from her childhood because the last time she was at home was nine years ago, and the last time she spent more than a few weeks per year was fifteen years ago. When she and her brother moved to Tokyo, she was only 12, and they didn't have enough space to take things from home. And after she and her parents went no-contact, she had never visited her home. Shirayuki has no idea if her things are still there, but she knows that her brother's things are because her younger sister sometimes brings them to her. Mostly, they are books. At first, Kuranosuke complained about her taking too much space, yet after finding out about her family situation, he let Riyuki bring as many of Ansetsu's books as Shirayuki wanted.

Noemi Daimon

👖 - What is their go-to outfit?

Half of this girl's family is from a country that mostly consists of mountains, and the other half is from one of the coldest regions in Japan. Noemi is genetically resistant to cold. So, most of the time, she'll be in thin clothes. Also, she likes to integrate clothes from the men's department in her outfits ("definitely" not because she's tall). So, there's a big chance to see her at the office in Togo's shirt, with a short skirt and a large blazer. Speaking of how tall she is: this girl wears heels. She can pole dance, so walking on heels is a piece of cake for her. However, outside the office, she can wear even her PJs while running errands, assorted with heavy boots. Konan finds his sister's style outrageous, Shirayuki - funny and cute, the youngest Kiba expects everything from her.

🎀 - How would they fit into other worlds / aus? What aus would you like to try out? What fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

Probably everything dramatic with childhood traumas, you name it.

🍰 - Favorite cake flavor? Are they specific about types of cakes?

Give her something chocolaty, and Noemi's Swiss half will melt, even if life made sure to temper her already. But don't tell her Swiss part of the family that her favorite cake is Sacher (which is Austrian). Let them think it's the chocolate cake roll.

🍧 - Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What significance does it have to them? What would their reaction be if they lost it?

YES! Noemi has a lot of precious things from childhood. They aren't expensive. Young adult Noemi sold nearly everything expensive to help her adoptive family. However, she still has her parents' wedding bands, some of her childhood toys that are now her siblings', photo albums, and blueprints from projects her parents worked at. The things that can't be used by her siblings are in a special box. This box is the material thing she will save first, in case of evacuating the house. If something happens with it, she'll most probably have an emotional breakdown. Noemi won't be mad, just extremely sad and devastated.

[ddarker-dreams]

SCARLET RIBBONS FOR CHROLLO'S DARLING. COME ON LOCK. imagine darling escaping with ribbons, imagine the troupe and chroll's reaction. and for chrollo stealing SC away, imagine him bringing it out when darling is not around, holding it, kissing,nuzzling and touching it, no matter how much uncomfortable SC is.

part 2: darling would just flex their ribbons and brag to the phantom troupe about how they're a "real spider" or 'spiderman". imagine their reactions lol

if scarlet ribbon’s darling got smacked into the hunter x hunter universe, it’d be most unfortunate for them... she’d be like huh ? where are all my cute nice boys? what’s up with these goth mofos??? if we’re operating under the assumption nen users can see stands, i think chrollo would be pretty fascinated with her. darling would be missing the sunny naples ... having to sight in the dark, only lit by candle phantom trouple hideout is depressing. scarlet ribbon would be pretty useful for escape attempts, it’d be interesting to see if she could actually pull it off though!

anon said: Heya lock! After you finished reading Stone Ocean, are you gonna read Steel Ball Run and Jojolion too? Btw, I'm a big fan of you and your work. You're such a talented writer ^^

hello nonnie!!! i’m definitely going to read them. i actually read the first few chapters of steel ball run, and i’m really looking forward to reading jojolion after! i’ve heard so many amazing things about both series, i can’t wait for the Experience. and thank you so much, it makes me happy to hear that ; w; <333!!! i haven’t had this much fun writing in ages. throwing away shame and being self indulgent is the best decision i’ve made LMAO

anon 2 said: Like... I kno this is unrelated from all the sr stuff that’s goin down rn (which is hella good btw) but wouldn’t it be cute if that nasty little man Fugo had a daughter n named her Tiramisu? Ngl it works better than his name lolololol

ooomg that’d actually be kinda cute!! i’ve always thought the name mira is pretty cute, it’s a little similar to that... non yan fugo having a daughter that he dotes on is pretty endearing to think about.

[rkmeiqi]

—may 3rd, 2020. sbs inkigayo waiting room.

on the days where the group are to appear on music shows, meiqi finds that there’s a surplus amount of free time where they’re expected to do nothing but sit around and wait for their turns on the stage. it’s quite boring most of the time, so she goes around bothering her members or the staff. occasionally, she would leave the waiting room to explore the building, only to get lost and having to call one of the members or their manager to bring her back, and now she’s banned from doing that too (it only happened four times, sheesh! get over it!). 

at least, today is their last day having to suffer in waiting rooms. the promotion cycle is ending already (it feels like it’s gone by so fast!) and since there’s not much left for her to do in their final wait, she opens up youtube to find a video that can entertain her.

curious, she types the group’s name into the search bar and waits for the results to load. there are their official videos like music videos and dance practices, a few special stages from festivals, and surprisingly, there's a variety of fan-made contents.

meiqi skips over a compilation of wendy’s singing (she saves it for later though), and a video that claims to introduce the newest maknae of and*roma, landing on a peculiar title, only uploaded a few hours ago: learn the alphabet with and*roma: sunmi's birthday vlive edition!

the video starts.

a is for — “aaaAAAAHHHHH” (the members scrambling around, everyone is screaming, rip headphone users) b is for — birthday girl (a picture of sunmi holding a cake, taken from juhee’s instagram post, there are hearts drawn around her and a caption that says “happy birthday gf <3”) c is for — candles (zoomed into the couch aflame in the corner, courtesy of the candles on the fallen cake right beside it) d is for — “don’t eat cake off the floor!!” (sunmi yelling at meiqi) e is for — “expensive cake" (a screencap of the cake before it was dropped, sparkle emojis and money bag emojis are edited around it) f is for — “floork” (seulgi saying the word she’s just created while crouched over the fallen cake) g is for — G7 (wendy’s scream as the cake falls, the caption says “she just naturally hits a g7 note??? the g in kpop stands for gyeoul,” rip headphone users part 2) h is for — "happy—" (everyone starting to sing happy birthday, but it’s cut off after the first word as the cake starts to slip) i is for — “i’m going to make tiramisu!” (sunmi starting the baking process at the beginning of the vlive) j is for — juhee falling (juhee tripping over air and dropping the cake, the caption says “PROTECT THE MAKNAE”) k is for — kaeun is a firefighter (kaeun throwing a cup of water to put out the fire) l is for — like the office (sunmi looking into the camera like in the office) m is for — meiqi soap opera queen (meiqi falling to the floor dramatically with a loud wail as the cake also falls) n is for — “new york” (sunmi saying she’s from new york, the caption says “mrs. worldwide” with the earth emoji and pitbull superimposed beside her) o is for — “of course i know how to speak english” (sunmi talking to the camera in english) p is for — per_se (sunmi talking about how and*roma and per_se were together for her birthday last year, the caption says “we love brother-sister groups supporting each other”) q is for — queens (a clip of the cushion mv, the caption says “stream cushion btw”) r is for — really fucking loud (a montage of the loudest moments from the vlive plays, rip headphone users part 3) s is for — sunmeow (meiqi telling sunmi to say meow and calling her “sunmeow”) t is for — talented sisters (sunmi saying luxe’s ashe is her sister, images of the two keep piling on top of each other until sunmi is completely covered, the caption says “stan luxe”) u is for — unbelievable (a montage of the girls trying to salvage the cake, the caption says “does nova not feed their artists??? SAVE AND*ROMA!!!!”) v is for — video silently (sunmi saying they’ll do the vlive quietly to not disturb the other members’ sleep, followed by the clip of them yelling, the caption says “so quiet!” rip headphone users part 4) w is for — “we are clean women!” (meiqi trying to argue with seulgi and sunmi about eating the cake from the floor) x is for — xcited (the group cheering when the clock hits 12am) y is for — younggi really wants to eat cake off the floor (seulgi’s initial recommendation to eat the part of the cake that didn’t touch the floor, followed by her final words of the vlive again talking about eating the floork) z is for — zfamily (everyone happily making the tiramisu together, the caption says “they really do love each other so much T____T they’re so cute”)

meiqi is laughing herself to tears by the end of the video. when they had planned to surprise sunmi on her birthday, she had no idea that the night would have gone the way it did. the memory itself is enough to reduce her to a hiccuping laughter, but the way the fan had edited the clips together and added commentary, it’s just... it’s pure gold.

“guys!” she manages to yell out between cackles. meiqi wipes a tear from her right eye as she flings herself off the couch, rushing towards the closest member to her. she rewinds the video to the beginning before shoving her phone screen in front of their faces. “you have to watch this!”

[obsidiancreates]

Here is the list of all the names of all the cats who live both outside of and inside of my apartment, including ones who have passed or were adopted by neighbors

*ahem*

Mama Cat, Creamsicle (Aka Creamy Boi), Bow (Aka Bow Boi), Frank (Aka Fronk Boi), Moon, Copycat (Aka Silly Girl), Offy (Off-Brand Oreos), Milo (pronounced me-lo, it's Belgian sounds like meow), Coleslaw (Aka Co-shlaw, Baby, Little Face), Pineapple, Stevie Nicks, Neive Sticks, Morë, Slade (half of her face is orange and half is black and we'd been watching Teen Titans), Neopolitan Tiramisu (We mostly just call her Tiramisu), James (Aka Little Man, Jimothy), Bond, Cappy Hook, Bert, and finally Balrog

This is in order of age btw

[laurenborrelli]

Allora, va bene

Ever since studying abroad in rome 4.5 years ago, I have been anxious about my next trip to Italy.  Could it possibly live up to the experiences I had while living there?  But it was not a matter of competition.  I have graduated university, moved to Boston, worked in Architecture for 3 years, and traveled to 6 countries since.  I am a different person now - so I tried to be excited to experience the same environment in a different way!

My roommate (Stephanie) for my first two years in Boston had moved to Rome to live with her boyfriend.  Since Kate has never been to Italy and knows Stephanie, we decided to venture together to visit her!  And while Stephanie sporadically moved home just 10 days before our flight...we made the most of quickly booking two new hostels in Rome and forgetting the money we suddenly had to spend.  Everything happens for a reason.  And that reason made our trip even better.

Itinerary:

Thursday, April 19th 2018:  My flight departed Boston at 9:30pm. Kate’s left Chicago at the same time.  As I boarded the plan I got a voicemail of her panting “Lauren - I just made my flight - I ran through security - they held the door for me - see you in Dublin”.  So now that I wasn’t going to end up doing this trip alone, the journey began LOL.  We met in Dublin and shared a pints of Guinness and Magners in an airport with the best amenities I have experienced. 6 hrs later we flew to Rome.  It’s 8pm and we plan to take the train from the airport to Termini Station.  I validate my ticket in the machine - all good.  Kate goes to validate her ticket - rotates the ticket the other way - and pushes her ticket all the way into the machine and gets it stuck.  The train is to depart in 3 minutes and our Italian consists of “scusa me” and “mis dispiace” uhhh ticket-a-stuck? Luckily the snail speed of the ticket attendant to walk over, open the machine, get us our ticket didn’t deter us from running to barely make it on the train. WHEW giggles and sweat overwhelmed us.  We capped on the night by checking-in to our hostel and headed to a spot up the street for food.  The dinner consisted of with bread + nduja spread and two personal pizzas.  Safe to say we went to bed with full bellies and tired minds. 

Saturday:  Kate survived her first night in a hostel!  She talked in her sleep the whole night...which I’m sure the 3 french, 2 british, and one not sure guys were pretty thrilled about!  We were the two girls in an 8 person room...bachelor pad!  LOL JK they were all under 20 y/o but very polite and easy to stay in a room with!  The morning walking tour began with a cornetti and cappuccini at a small cafe where  I used to frequent when I had meetings for a design competition Premio Piranesi.  Moving on to Santa Maria Maggiore, through Monti, around the forum before the crowds, and checked-out my old lunch nook at the Campidoglio.  Then down the stairs along Via Maior Arenula to see where my Cartography classes used to take place and crossed the Ponte Vittorio to check out the Vatican all before noon!  There was a choir singing and thousands of people with matching hats...then suddenly the pope comes strolling out in his glass-less mercedes!  He goes zipping around and suddenly comes within 10 feet of us!!! Kate and I look at each other in awe...ok we saw the pope in our first 24 hours in Rome we can die happy now.  We later found out this weekend was Rome’s birthday, so there was a plethora of activities going on this weekend!  After all of this excitement we FINALLY realized how hungry we were!!  Pizza al taglia at La Boccaccia in Trastevere and found my old apartment! Then around the Pantheon and the journey back uphill to rest our legs at the hostel.  With sunburned noses and hungry bellies we headed in Monti to Pasta Chef.  Its a casual pop-in restaurant with a 4.9 rating on trip advisor - the paper plates and plastic cups makes it not seem like a roman restaurant.  But the food was SO FREAKING GOOD!  Grabbed wine and a tiramisu to go and wandered to check out the Trevi Fountain and Spanish steps at night.  Ahhh what a perfect night cap to an amazing first day in Rome!

Sunday:  Early morning at the Coliseum.  My first time here since it was under renovation before!  We beat (some) of the crowds and scheduled a 12am tour.  We went inside anyways just to compare what it would look like during the day.  As we left the crowds were in full form. Walked around circus maximus and say more bday celebrations kicking off.  A huge parade of gladiators took off and we caught them at the campidoglio.  Porchetta sandwich for lunch at my all-time fave Baccanale in Campo de Fiori. Espresso granita at Tazza D’oro, to Piazza Navona, then up to the Borghese Gardens.  An earth day festival was happening.  75% of the sustainable crafts consisted of spray paint.  Aerosols...earth day...jersey show...it all seemed too ironic.  Spritz and pastries in the gardens and home for a quick nap / packing before the midnight tour!  Made it all the way there despite all of the sketchy guys and cat calls and there was not one entrance point open.  Of course the police barely spoke english and made inappropriate comments so we snapped a quick photo of the colosseum light up and quickly jumped in an uber. So did the ticket booth mean 12pm not midnight?...

Monday:  Delicious breakfast at a cafe before our 8am train to Como!  At our connection in Milan, the second Kate stepped foot on the train it started to depart.  Whew barely made it.  After struggling at the grocery store in Como with our luggage / weighing every produce item (what does the check-out counter do then?) and touching produce without a glove.  We made it on the bus with all of the middle school kids getting out of school...lucky us!  Our airbnb was about 30 mins from Como in a tiny waterfront town called Careno.  The hosts met us at the house, showed us everything, and could not have been more helpful!  We basked in the sun on the beautiful balcony with some snacks and rose.  Ahhh now this is the relaxing part of the vacation.  It was a beautiful ten minute walk down to the rocky beach basically through people’s kitchens.  The water was cold and clear with a couple friendly “buon giorno” heard as we wandered down.  Finished the day with some carbonara on the balcony and Italian dancing with the stars.

Tuesday:  An early bus ride to Bellagio to go kayaking!  Kate’s all-time favorite kayaking tour because it was 20% paddling and 80% chilling.  Just us two on a tour with the guide, Mich.  We asked him any questions we could think of about Italy - even how old kids are when they start smoking.  The answer was 13 btw...  We then had lunch of pizza at a hidden gem he recommended called La Grotta.  Wandered through the shops to buy beautiful ceramics at Magda Guaitamacchi.  The owner was an older woman who spent most of her adult life practicing art in London.  She was the sweetest and really made our afternoon.  We then spent a couple hours hanging at the park at the point.  I did a bit of watercoloring and mostly enjoying the turquoise water against the snowcapped alps.  We then hopped on a ferry home and enjoyed a spritz while on board.  Our airbnb hosts graciously got us a reservation for the only restaurant in the tiny town of Careno.  We had the corner table as the server had grown up with our host.  The meal consisted of multiple courses, each with a particular backstory.  All of the fish was caught in the lake and it was a wonderful way for us to learn about the history of the area.  As we ended with the best limoncello I’ve ever had and bill way too discounted, our server grabbed keys and let us into the church next store.  At first it seemed a bit like a horror scene but actually turned out to be magical and show how selfless his actions were.  We went to bed absolutely stunned how we could meet three incredibly kind and giving people all in one day.

Wednesday: We checked out of our airbnb and trekked down the steep walk to the ferry launch with our suitcases.  After running, sweating, and some last-minute help from our server the previous night (we stumbled upon him opening the restaurant) we made it on the ferry!  A leisurely but packed ride to the town of Menaggio on the Switzerland side.  It was the holiday for Italy’s independence after the collapse of WWII, so transportation and store times were a bit skewed.  Luckily the visitor’s center was open and held on to our luggage free of charge!  We strolled through town and had a beautiful waterfront lunch with sammies and spritz.  After espresso and gelato we grabbed our stuff to take the ferry all the way to the train station in Como.  The town of Como was absolutely packed!  Happy we didn’t spend much time there as we grabbed snacks and took the train to our next destination - Modena!  We arrived and checked into our next airbnb just in time to catch sunset on the rooftop.  People were out drinking and celebrating.  We could hear their cheering and signing resonating form the roof it was hilarious. 

Thursday: We took the train in to Parma for our day filled with food tours!  For my bday, my dad had found a guide who would take us to all local producers in region.  It was just Kate and I on our personal tour with her!  First stop: Parmigiano Reggiano!  The name comes from the rural area of Parma and Reggio Emilia (clever).  We got to see every step of the process and enjoy some delicious samples too.  Next stop:  Lambrusco winery! A refreshing wine with vines that are very young - completely different then my experience in Tuscany. Then to the Proscuitto and Culatello! Delicious meats but the parts hanging in the butcher’s stations were a bit much.  How huge these pigs must be is also quite disturbing... Then to lunch at a small restaurant along a horse race track.  Pretty heavy local cuisine which actually put me to sleep on our car ride back into town...oops!  Finished off the tour with balsamic vinegar.  Very interesting of every age is a blend of the old with the new - different then the rigidity of some aged foods.  With bellies full of very rich indulgences, we headed back to Modena and grabbed aperitivo at this awesome spot in town.  Great vibes, super friendly staff, gorgeous men drinking rose and on bikes, well behaved dogs, a bit of house music, and chips with our spritz...ahhh perfect end to a day once again.

Friday: A full day in Modena and my 26th bday!  Morning at cafe with beautiful, innovative interiors.  Walked around town and stopped in several stores for fun shopping.  Walked through the food market where the Chef Massimo Bottura shops everyday.  I made reservations for us to have lunch at his more casual restaurant Francescetta 58.  Once we arrived, boy oh boy was I treating myself on my bday!  We had a wonderful bottle of white wine with our tasting menus.  Kate got the typical 3 course option and I treated myself to the regional 4 course upgrade.  The dishes were the best I have certainly ever had and we left with the largest smiles on our face.  Best meal ever on my actual bday?...this seemed like a dream.  We then walked off a bit of the food and noodled up to the Ferrari museum.  Pretty cool space with very modern architecture and the cars were pretty sick to see.  The design of each car is so immaculate and just like with any museum, its awesome to see people appreciated the design of something.  Being in the design industry this is something I admire and hope I can implement more in my type of work (even if it isn’t something common in the U.S.).  Ended the day with apperitivo and a late sunset on the rooftop.  And gelato cake in my favorite italian flavor of Amarena. Ah what an awesome day!

Saturday: Took the train back to Rome and arrived at a different hostel for the final leg of the trip.  We grabbed a late lunch at Pasta Imperiale - a casual spot similar to Pasta Chef and then headed to my favorite museum Museo dei Fori Imperiali.  It is Trajan’s market which was accidentally found below ground in a street repair!  I have never been in a building that is an artifact in itself!  Great how interactive it is and puts the extensive Roman history into perspective.  An evening then of apperitivo and walking around Monti with a reasonable bed time.

Sunday: Early morning visit to the Trevi and the Spanish steps before the crowds then hopped on a train to see family an hour south!  It was Kate’s time visiting our extended family and seeing the town our great-grandmother (106 this year!) is from.  Carlo and Paula picked us up from the train station and gave us a beautiful tour of their lush garden.  It was filled with vines for wine, fig trees, strawberry planters, and a beautiful brick oven.  After a delicious lunch we headed up to Ventosa where my great-grandfather is from.  We saw the house my nana gave birth to our grandpa.  We saw her old home that is still abandoned and looks like it was bombed just yesterday.  Then went down the hill to Santi Cosma e Damiano and walked through the church that my nana got married in.  She also left her diamond earrings in the palms of the saints the night before she moved to the U. S....The piazza outside is where my great-grandfather apparently saw my nana coming out of church and realized he wanted to date her.  He had come back from the U.S. to find a nice Italian wife that would move with him... and then there were facebook icons graffitied in the wall next door.  Oh how times have changed!  LOL The views from these tall towns are stunning and the younger family members speak much better english then last time!  So it was fun to converse with time about their recent European travels and what life is like form them living in the larger town of Latina.  Took the train back into Rome in the late evening and grabbed dinner at a fancy food court in Termini Station that our hostel host had recommended.

Monday: Last day in Italy!  We walked all through the city up the Giancolo to see the cannon launched at noon.  We walked around the tempietto and hung in the Villa Doria Pamphilj park.  Then down the hill to the Vatican, to find out that it was completely mobbed and would take us forever to even get inside the chapel.  Next time, Kate!  We grabbed lunch at the most modern restaurant I have seen in Rome called Bar del Fico.  It was great and I hope more like these start to pop up!  Similar type of restaurant that Modena is filled with! Then spent the afternoon bopping into a couple art stores, checking out Ara Pacis and back up to grab spritz in our fave little garden bar at Borghese Gardens.  We even stumbled upon a gelato festival!!!  This was an awesome surprise and while I didn’t have the appetite for it, Kate certainly did!  The flavors were incredibly diverse and unique and she had the largest smile on her face the entire time!  We ended the night grabbing pizza at Alle Carrette.

Changes since my last visit:

Security: This was my first experience going through a metal detector before entering a church!  Man things have changed in Rome since I lived here...but for the better!  Better for this precaution then to have a scary situation inside the church.  To get into St. Peter’s square we even went through many check points - one including the guard making me drink my water in front of them. Ah yes just water no acid ;) 

Spring flowers: This time of year there were flowers growing everywhere!  The wisteria around the wedding cake building made it look a bit less...intimidating.  The pink and white flowers along teh spanish steps were beautiful too.

Old apartment: It’s converted into a beautiful restaurant/hotel.  Which is a relief because the place was falling apart and felt like a lost opportunity when we lived there.  Pretty surreal walking around but not a sappy feeling, just happy that I got to have my time there.  

What will never change:

Coffee:  UGH it’s inevitable to not go a morning without a cappuccino or an afternoon without an espresso. Even kate was having a cappuccino every morning by the end of our trip!  They just prepare it so perfectly well that how could anyone not resist.

Work hours:  We would be in a park in the middle of the day and it would be littered with people!  It was awesome to see how lively and happy everyone was, but why aren’t these people at school or work?... Our Parma tour guide had said full-time jobs aren’t prevalent in Italy now, but is it really THAT bad?

Men:  SO. MANY LOOKERS!  Very few people acted on it but definitely intimidating for walking around in the evening as two girls.  However I did realize if you want to feel good about yourself - go to Italy.  If you want to feel bad - come back to the U.S.!

I feel very blessed that the universe brought Kate and I together for this trip.  The trip never felt overshadowed by my previous experiences and I could not have been happier to spend it with someone I care so deeply about.

[is-this-life-or-fantasy]

All the cafe ones

AHHH I’m sorry I’m a failure and genuinely do not KNOW which ones are cafe ones so I guess I’m gonna do them all?? (sorry)

Cafe Asks 🍵

terrace: what is one thing that you’d do differently if you could start this year over?

The year is still fresh but I guess I would have worked more on my mental health over break. But I’m trying now!

matcha: if you had the opportunity to meet one person from history, who would you choose and why?

There are so many good choices AHHHH. I guess I would choose Betty White, I know from history may mean more historical figure but I’m shit with history and I LOVE Betty White so so much. I want to meet her so bad. Her as a person is so incredible and she’s accomplished so much on and off the screen, and she’s met SO many talented people too!!!!

rooibos: what’s the best compliment that you’ve ever received?

There are TWO that come to mind. Sorry I know it says one but oh well. One time Zach said I was charming and that has stuck with me so much because I never saw that in myself and I love that compliment so much because I STRIVE for it. Another is a compliment I’ve gotten from a lot of my friends, (specifically the bad times crew (I love that nickname for us btw)) that I’m a good person. I have the whole complex about not seeing myself as a good person but they see that in me and it’s such an honor because if REALLY GOOD PEOPLE see my as a good person then I guess I’m not all that bad?

espresso: imagine that you could obtain any superpower that you wanted. What would you choose?

I WANT TO BE ABLE TO READ MINDS! I hate how our society is one where you don’t tell people how you really feel or what you really think so I’ve always wanted to read people’s mind, eliminate the guessing game.

lemonade: share a supernatural experience that you’ve had, or one that you’ve heard of.

The ones I’ve heard are more interesting so I’ll go with that. My cousin Josh was home all alone and heard something in the basement (there’s not entry ways to the basement of his house other than through their dining room). He called his mom and was like “what are you guys doing downstairs you’re really loud” and his mom said no one was home and he swore he heard people downstairs talking and moving around. (They have a shit ton of stories from their house which is def haunted). I have so many more stories I’ve heard.

biscuit: if you were reincarnated as an animal, what animal would you be?

I WANT TO BE A HONEY BADGER!

chamomile: a song that invokes a lot of fond memories for you?

See You Again! It always reminds me of graduation (since it was the theme of my speech) and just brings me back to those days. And now it is even bringing me back to freshman year of college. It just fills my mind with all my close friends and how much I love them all and AHHHH

cream: do you think you’ve changed over the past 5 years? If so, how?

I def have. First off, she’s not straight now fellas. But as a person I think I’ve really changed. I’ve become funnier, more outgoing, more willing to talk about things, better at recognizing my mental health problems, and other stuff. I’ve been through a lot more and it’s made me grow and change as a person so much.

macchiato: if you had to change your name, what would you change it to?

Tina Tonietti (I really want that last name)

chai: do you believe in ghosts? Why or why not?

I do! I’ve had experiences with them myself and I know too many stories from other people too. 

teacup: your least favourite job that you’ve had and why?

The Sausage Factory. The hours were always unpredictable, the work was very tedious, my feet would get wet (because I didn’t want the boots and always wore my sneakers), I usually didn’t have many people to talk to, it was SUPER unfair at times, and it was super tiring. I did have some real fun there and I am grateful for the job and the experience it gave me and the character it built, but it was a lot.

nutmeg: if you were hypothetically stranded on an island, how long do you think you could last?

If I had to fend for myself in terms of food and stuff than probably less than a week. If I had supplies, maybe less than a month.

tiramisu: what fad or trend has died out that you wish would be brought back?

I really really liked those silly bands that looked like animals and shit. Let’s bring that back.

honey: share a valuable life lesson that you’ve learned while growing up.

Sometimes things go wrong, but it’s okay and it’s not your fault.

jazz: what do you believe to be your best personality trait?

I think my sense of humor. I would say I’m kinda funny and I can typically make other people laugh and smile which is a huge goal of mine.

mocha: do you believe in conspiracy theories, or think they’re nonsense?

I think it depends on the conspiracy. I think many of them are kinda nonsense, but I def think there are some out there that are valid and I would take as fact unless proven otherwise.

oolong: if you could learn any magical spell, what would you learn and what would it do?

(I’m gonna stick with one from DnD) I would learn Zone of Truth. It makes everyone in the area tell the truth.

macaron: what was the last movie that made you cry?

Hm. I don’t cry at movies a lot. I think it was one of the Marvel movies I watched over winter break??? Most likely one of the Iron Man movies or The Avengers because if I cried it had to be related to Tony.

[hallucinationoflacrymosa]

30 questions tag!

I was tagged by @caramellcat1998

Thanks a lot babe <3 I’ve never been tagged in this kind of things and I appreciate it a lot.

Rules: answer 30 questions and tag 10 people you’d like to know more about!

1. Nicknames: I let ppl call me as they please, but closest friends call me Nene, Nana or Ire

2. Gender: feminine human being who acts like a cat most of the time

3. Star sign: scorpio

4. Height: 153 cm (I think it’s 5” or 5’1”)

5. Time: 17:01 I’m a lazy ass so I’ll probably post it late in the night

6. Birthday: 7th of November

7. Favorite bands: uhmm… Black Eyed Peas was my absolute favorite, then there are Pentatonix, Bon Jovy, Die Antwoord (I can’t understand shit but man if I like what I hear), Black Veil Brides, The 69 Eyes (I really love goth music), White Lies, B.A.P. and Big Bang (yeah, I’ve been pretty fixated with kpop during my 3rd year of highschool). They’re not bands but I also do adore The Hobbit, King Arthur and Suker Punch soundtracks.

8. Favorite solo artists: I think I’m gonna die lmao btw David Bowie, Will.I.Am, Sia, Kat Graham, Hilary Duff (her last album is fab), Emily Browning (ik she’s not a singer but I ADORE her songs).

9. Song stuck in my head: I’m still pretty stuck with “Human” by Rag’n’Bone, this song is absolute perfection, and with “Fire Escape” by Civil Twilight.

10. Last movie I watched: Coffee Shop, a romantic comedy (but imo is more a drama) with Laura Vandervoort.

11. Last show I watched: 12 Monkeys and you should absolutely watch it bc it’s freaking amazing if you like sci-fi, and GoT (I’m seeing it translated into Italian bc I watch it with my parents so I’m an episode behind).

12. When did I create my blog: January 2012, but I started using it only late in 2014.

13. What do I post: obv fandoms (I have so many, gosh: Stargate, LOTR, The Hobbit, Avengers, TWD, TW, GOT, Strange Magic…); videogames, such as Dragon Age, Mass Effect, the Witcher; stupid things I like; plants; gifs, so many gif bc I love them, and also photoshoot of my favorite artists;  cats, cats and cats everywhere bc they’re my ray of sunshine.

14. Last thing you googled: Emily Browning height in inches bc we’re more or like the same height lmao and I can’t understand for the life of me how the heck I can convert cm in inches.

15. Do you have any other blog: a blog I made in 2014 with the help of my bff, I wanted to write what I feel but I’m a lazy ass so I’ve never wrote anything.

16. Do you get asks: Nope

17. Why did u choose your URL?: It’s similar to my mail and the mail is really really more complicated. I created the mail bc I wasn’t able to enter in my skype account and I wanted to complicate my self, so I took some part from song names of my favorite artist and here am I with a terrible mail and a terrible url, but now I’ve grown affectionate to it lmao.

18. Following: 423 and I won’t delete any of them.

19. Followers: 44, I block every porn blog that follows me and I’m not so interested in being followed.

20. Favorite colors: absolute favorite is Black, it’s so classy and stylish even if you’re simply wearing a pajama. Then there’s red bc I’m a vampire and I like blood (?) and I’ve take a liking on green.

21. Average hours of sleep: *screech* I should sleep at least 8 hours or I’ve a super iper mega giga headache, but I’m a dumbass and usually stay up until it’s too late and the next morning I struggle to get up. Or, I can sleep to 14 hours.

22. Lucky number: 7 or 8, I’ve never really thought about it, but I think 8.

23. Instruments: I used to play something in elementary school but I gave up for lack of interest.

24. What am I wearing: I’m literally sweating the sweats of my ancestors so I’m wearing only a pink camisole and a pair of purple shorts.

25. How many blankets do I sleep with: depends on the season, now (here’s summer) I sleep without blankets bc I’d risk to burst into flames lmao, but in winter I do love to wrap myself in a duvet. The softer the better lmao.

26. Dream job: I DON’T KNOW. I’d like to do something books related but I’d need a degree or do something with the language I know bc I really love to speak and help tourist.

27. Dream trip: I’d like so much to see the pyramids, I love Egypt and everything related to it. I’d also like to visit Scotland again bc i’ve been there in idk 2014 (I’m bad at memorizing thing) and it was like a dream.

28. Favorite food: I do love to eat, I think my faves are pasta, pizza (hehehe I’m Italian) but also tiramisu, ice-cream, and fruit such as peaches, strawberries, cherries and melon.

29. Nationality: italian

30. Favorite song now: god idk, I’m listening to “Dana” by Dear Frederic so I’ll say this. I’m tagging:  @bootycap I’ve fallen in love with your movie poster, they’re so fucking amazing, and I’m really happy to see your posts on my dash. @veritaaas Even if I don’t follow Z Nation or The Last of Us, i’m pretty affectionate to your blog bc of your love for Boondock Saints. @samcaarter I started following you for Sam Carter and then I’ve discovered that we’ve more fandoms in common and I love your posts. @goldwerewolf As soon as i’ve seen Strange Magic I started searching for blog to follow and gosh if you’re one of my favorite. I really love your drawings of Bog and Marianne. @suzie-guru I think I’ve been following you for quite a long time by now and I’ve always been pleased to see your posts. @nilukka You’re one of my favorite artist that I’ve discovered from tapas. Every update of your comic bring a smile to my face and I would like to adopt a Black Star and tell him everything I know (?) @sikanapanele Your gifs are fantastic and you fill my heart with wonderful ppl every day. My eyes and my soul say many thanks. (All this Charlie Hunnam is a blessing) @givebackandlivehappy I started following you for Strange Magic and then I liked you so much that I’m so happy to have you on my dash. @lovelyblueness  I believe that you are one of the blog I’ve been following quite from the start and idk, when I see your post I’m like “Oh yeah, a post by Natalia, I love this girl. @terrible-wolf In time of crisis you’re my sterek safe island and I don’t know what I’ll do with you. These are just a few people that belong to your tumblr-dash and you get concerned if they don´t show up for a while.

[minidog]

hanschen+ernst #148? (i live for ur writing btw)

aw thank u

148. “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

Hanschen can see Ernst freeze. He phrases the question so lightly and calmly, the reaction draws a bit of satisfaction from him. If such a simple question provoked him to become rigid with discomfort, he’s hit the nail directly on the head. It’s both relieving and disappointing to know he’s right - something is off.

They’ve been doing this for a while now. It wasn’t Hanschen’s idea, but he’s never turned down sleeping with a cute boy before - especially if that cute boy is the same boy he’s been lusting over since his adolescence. 

They were drunk at a party. Most of the action was dying down, but Hanschen remained draped over the host’s couch, turning an empty beer in his hands, the glass smooth against his calloused fingers. What was it, 1? He didn’t care. He was tired. If he crashed here, it wouldn’t be too bad. He might wake up with a sore back and Ilse might be pissed at him for spending yet another night in her house (or at least, the house she rented with approximately 6 other pretentious artsy kids), but at least he’d get some sleep at all. That was more than he could say most nights.

Ernst entered the room. He wasn’t in a rush, nor did he look even a bit nervous. He just seemed to be floating around like he had the rest of the house, simply taking in the interior and the people that occupied it, never becoming involved but still watching intently.

He’d called out his name in greeting as he wandered over to the couch, he tried to ask him something about school or work or something, and then, it happened. Ernst kissed Hanschen. I always wanted to do that, he’d said. Always wanted to know what it would be like.

Though it initiated the past few months of hangouts that always ended in sex, it was, funnily enough, the first and only time Ernst had kissed him. 

When he was conscious, that is.

Orgasm is the equivalent of the snooze button for Hanschen. He stays around for some cuddling, trying his best to find comfort in the race of his pulse and the sweat that coats his body, and then, bam. Out like a light. The sleep is comparable to the sex.

There’s always drowsy memories of Ernst, moments where he plays with his hair or whispers something he can’t recall. A lot of the times, he kisses him. Gently, on the cheek, most often on the lips. Something he avoids as much as possible during any other time, even when Hanschen’s face isn’t pressed into a pillow and he has the chance.

“It’s not off limits,” Hanschen says. Ernst remains silent. “I don’t mind. You can kiss me. Why do you just do it when I’m sleeping?”

“I...” Ernst manages. “I, uhm. I don’t...” He scratches the back of his neck. Nervous tick. “If I kiss you, it becomes real, doesn’t it?”

“What becomes real, exactly?” he prompts.

“Uh, this. Us. Can I say that? Us,” he confirms when Hanschen nods. “I’ve never done this before, okay? Not before you.”

“The friends with benefits thing or the sex with men thing or the sex thing in general?”

“The friends with benefits and the sex with men thing,” he clarifies, shrugging slightly. “The first part is weird. I don’t even feel like we’re friends... And, uh, I know I said I didn’t really want to talk about it - what we do - or, like... date, or anyting, but, I think, I think that was just me getting stuck in my own head. I like kissing you. I like seeing you sleep - uh, not to be creepy, but you just look so happy. I love it when you look happy.”

Hanschen grins. “That’s all?”

He shrugs. “That’s... All, I guess. I just didn’t think I was good enough to ask you out for real, so I didn’t. I’m sorry.”

“Water under the bridge,” he says. “At least I know you aren’t awful in bed. And now it won’t be as weird when you ask me out for real.”

“Wh... When I what?”

“Ah, yes, Mr. Robel, 6PM at the Olive Garden would be lovely. I know you don’t take all your dates to crappy chain restaurants, but it’s lovely that you heard I like to spat on real Italian cuisine by loving the tiramisu. I’m glad we had this conversation. I’ll be there at 5:50, expecting flowers, of course.”

“...Of course.”

[eldaryanrevolution]

The rant, english version

Here it is guys, the full rant, accessible to all. Enjoy.

“Hello.

I’m taking the time to leave my opinion on an episode for the first time ever. And I have a great many things to say, so let’s take a big breath, and here we go.

Where do I start ? Ah, yes, Leiftan. As long as he was a vague something we walked upon from time to time by chance, he was bearable. The more you inflict him upon us the less I like him. He’s creepy, overbearing, he also invites us (we don’t have the option to refuse, but we’ll come back to that) to have a drink together, although before our return from Balenvia, he was more like John, our collegue from Accountability we see at the coffee machine. And him coming to « reassure » us after the gardienne woke up is so goshdarn forced, it’s ridiculous. And we won’t even talk about the unease the « oh, he reminds me of my mother » gave me.

Next, the dialogues. Oh my god, the dialogues. And I don’t mean only those of this episode. No, it’s an issue that exists since the very first episodes. They are empty, they fall flat, and they’re not natural at all. And full of expressions used in writing, at most, but that no real person has ever said out loud in a real conversation in the real life. I know « blah blah blah, they live in a magic world, it’s normal they don’t exactly speak like real people » No. This argument doesn’t stand as we switch between « I do not know » (which is ridiculous) and « miss ». I hate to have my gardienne called « miss » [Translator note : in French, we can call girls and young women « miss » but it’s a pet name like « sweety »], it’s infantilizing, she’s supposed to be an adult (she says she’s graduated from high school in ep 1 and that she lives on her own in ep 13). Same problem with « girls » and « boys », we are not at school !

Since we’re talking about writing problems, please, please, stop using passé simple in the descritpion boards [Translator note : in written French, we’re taught to use passé simple, which is kind of like your past preterit. But it’s only for written form, and only for past events]How do I explain ? We all agree that the story presented to us is happening right now, the gardienne isn’t recalling the events 30 years later. However using the passé simple in descriptions is in total opposition with the time of the story. I understand that yeeeeeeeeees, in French, it’s advised to write with both passé simple and impartfait. In a novel. Ding ding ding, we are not reading a novel, we are playing, acting. In the present. The solution is simple, I promise : switch to passé composé [Translator note : passé simple is like the present perfect, and mostly used in spoken French for past events].

Let’s go back to this episode : as usual, nothing happens, we spend our days lazing around the deserted GQ. Seeing the militaristic governement the Eel Guard is, they could have established a list of duties and a rigourous discipline. But, of course, no, there are, at best 15 idiots lost in a huge building, and the gardienne walking around waiting the time to pass. I don’t know, maybe relaease episodes less often but give us something to do ! Like some action (btw have the QTE been completely forgotten?), or developping the lore or the characters. And please, please, stop using ellipses ! If you want us to take part in an event (more like, you don’t give us the choise to participate), don’t rush it, otherwise it’s useless or underdevelopped. Like the « birthday party » or something. Do I have to remind you the gardienne is an adult every 15 lines ? At best, it looks more like the personnel party at work, with people you don’t know but you’re still forced to interact with for a few hours in stiffling awkwardness. Great.

Ah, yes, the characters. The one and only good thing I found in this episode, is to have been able to figuratively launch Karenn in the sun with our hatred for her. We are not friends, not mates, not even acquaitances. She’s bland, childish, and worst of all, the whole Guard lets her go away with everything, because she has « potential » poor baby. By the way, the security system is top notch, she’s sent to her room (with a wrist tap and no desserts?), no more than 20 minutes later she’s walking around the gardens like nothing happened. And noone questions it. At this point, and with a lov'o'meter under 0, all I’m asking is for her to leave me alone. Why would she even want to talk to me when I shut her down as soon as she opens her mouth ? What about Chrome ? Oh, he’s nice, but he’s obnoxious, clingy and childish. Is the Eel Guard only using soldier children ? The median for mental age can’t be above 15 year-old. The only ones who make me go « aaaaaw » are Jamon (who deserves better than to be the « big buff with a heart of gold » trope, thank you very much) and Cryllis. Ezarel, as he’s been since the beginning, is a jerk, and I’m sorry but I couldn’t find a more polite word. He’s arrogant, cold, a bully. He has literally no redeeming qualities (also, he’s seem to have forgotten the gardienne is half faerie in his racist rant).

Then we have all the inconcistencies. First of all, how come Karuto, who isn’t able to cook pasta (kudos to gardienne, an adult, who can’t cook pasta if the package isn’t in her language, because tasttesting if the pasta is cooked is way too hard, poor dear), how come Karuto made a « mille-feuilles de crêpes façon tiramisu » ? How ?? Did the rationning stop and noone told us ? It is your universe, for heck’s sake, errors this big shouldn’t happen. AH, and thank you for making the Purrekos mafia canon. I mean, we knew, of course, with the prices and all. Ah, the prices, since we’re at it. After an episode I call « Corpse Party »-esque where we spend all our maanas walking around empty building looking for our friends for hours, you come to us and ask for even more maanas for overpriced ingredients. Ingredients not available, at the moment I writing this, for lower levels. I’m lucky enough to have a diligent familiar that brings me the eaux de Léthé by the wheelbarrow, and I could save some manaas thanks to other players that have still to realise that asking for too much at the market is bad for them. At 75 the bottle, mine were bought very fast.

We’re now approaching my final point, but before, let’s pause on something that shocked and disappointed me greatly, because you can still dissapoint me. The woman with a beard joke. Good job. We’re in 2017, I remind you. Good job for this message of ridicule for all of those whose body doesn’t fit the society’s unattainable ideals. Thank you for laughing at young girls already laughed at too much by medias. This joke is cruel and stupid. This game, played by young people should thrive to promote acceptance and tolerance, not reuse the same old jokes.

Now I can talk about my main issue with this not awful episode. The finale. To be precise, the circumstances around the illustration. I must remind you, most of your players are teen girls and yound women, and I know for sure that you, Chino and Hikaru, are women too. I’m going to use simple words. Forcing someone to kiss you (i.e when they didn’t give you the go ahead) is bad. It’s direspectful and an agression. And then, making that person swallow a liquid they expressily said they didn’t want to drink, it’s…

Me having to scream at that trope in 2017 makes me question reality. At what point in the writing process did you decide it was a good idea ? And for the illustration ! Oh, it’s so romantic, for sure. Having one’s desire ignored and being touched without one’s consent by someone one trusts is so romantic. So, for the last time, good job. Yes, good job to you for normalising violences on women by an illusion of romance. Good job to you for showing young girls, with the rest of the media, that being forced to kiss someone is enviable.

I’m already seeing through which hoops you’ll jump to justify this violent act (like : it was for the greater good, because you wouldn’t have accepted after a conversation and some thinking) and have the gardienne forgive it, and I’m already feeling nauseous. I didn’t ask for much from this game, a few adventures, some jokes, the bar wasn’t really that high. And you still managed to walk right under it.

Good job.”

[apurplefairy]

Alphabet Game

Rules - copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person that tagged you….most importantly, have fun!

I was tagged by the lovely @enchantedxrose (who has a super awesome Beauty and the Beast blog btw)

I’m tagging @novamanxp @tiffancytargaryen @onlythepresent and anyone else who wants to do it if you so wish.

a / age - 24 (also known as barely more than a small child in the real world but an aging crone on tumblr)

b / biggest fear - you’re not getting into my secrets that easily

c / current time - past my bedtime

d / drink you had last - who loves orange soda? Kel loves orange soda! apurplefairy thinks it’s aight 

e / everyday starts with - considering I’m a spoonie, my day usually starts with my inflamed joints aching and trying to guess how long it will take until I’m able to move so I can finally pee

f / favourite song - Beauty and the Beast as sung by our Queen Angela Lansbury. Fight me about it

g / ghosts are real? - idk but once when I was a teenager my cousin and I saw what looked like a ghost on the beach and the bitch ran away without me, taking the only flashlight with her. 

h / hometown - I’m originally from Maryland. Try our crabs. 

i / in love with - the love of my life and my sun and stars @novamanxp... also Zevran... and Garrus... Margaery Tyrell, Captain Hook from OUAT, Jason Momoa’s chest, Emma Watson, and frankly myself because SELF LOVE IS IMPORTANT.

j / jealous of - people who can eat dairy without their stomachs throwing a tantrum

k / killed someone - who’s asking...

 (right after I wrote this I looked at my boyfriend and said he had a nice face and he responded “are you gonna rip it off and wear it... you murderer.”)

l / last time you cried- I wanted some shrimp really bad on my period and things just escalated from there

m / middle name - Nickole (yes, my mother misspelled it. she also started a trend of misspelling all of her later children’s middle names so she could cover her own ass and pretend she was doing it on purpose all along. I am not kidding)

n / number of siblings - I have 6 younger siblings. That’s a lot of misspelled names. 

o / one wish - have you seen the state of the world today? where do I fucking begin...

p / person you last called/texted - my grandma. she was upset that I’m too sick to travel for my dad’s birthday party. In true guilting grandma fashion she sent me pictures of herself so I would know what she looks like. Again, I am not kidding. 

q / questions you’re always asked - I’m sure all spoonies can relate to this: “Are you feeling better yet??”

r / reasons to smile - cute animals, Beauty and the Beast, and genuinely kind people who remind you there’s still good in the world.

s / song last sang -  Serenading my boyfriend by screeching the chorus of “I Touch Myself” because I’m ROMANTIC LIKE THAT

t / time you woke up - i can barely register that I’m a living human when I wake up let alone what time it is

u / underwear color - you should buy me dinner first (shrimp is always an excellent option)

v / vacation destination - a lot of places other than my country are looking REAL good right now

w / worst habit - eating dairy because CHEESECAKE IS GOOD AND I’M NOT LETTING GO OF LOVE THAT EASILY

x / xrays you have had -it would be easier to ask what xrays I haven’t had

y / your favourite food - shrimp. cheesecake. tiramisu. salmon. the blood of my enemies. i like to shake it up.

z / zodiac sign - Aries (before you ask, yes I do like to ram ;) ... my fist into the faces of people who ask me creepy questions)

Love you guys!!

[marlyn-hallow]

A Little (Lot) Bit About Me and This Blog Thing

First off, I don’t exactly want to be a liar, so Marlyn Hallow is not my real name -- for safety reasons. I don’t fancy stalkers or being stalked. Second, no, I do not plan on sharing my real name, that would just defeat the whole purpose. Third, I am not 17 years old, although, I am also not a 60 year old pervert. For some truth, my age is within 2 years of the age of 17, so feel free to assume. I’ll never correct you. Forth, yes, that is a picture of me from the side. Photoshop and picture credits go to me, myself, and I (and no, not the song, sorry guys). Finally, everything I write is/was never taken from someone else, so that main aspect about me is truthful on here.

Here’s a little more about me:

My biggest pet peevs are texting & driving and grammatically incorrect things.

I’m 5′4″ (or am I?)

I weigh.... .00000000000000000000091116173% in lbs of the earth’s mass. Come on, if you really want to know, you must work for it.

My eye color is brown.

My hair color is changing.

My favorite color is... ask me if you want to know.

My favorite book is any book... ask me if you want to know which I’d recommend or which are my top 10 favorites, I can’t have just one.

I have a love/hate relationship with socializing. Some days I’m an introvert, some days I’m an extrovert.

I like public speaking.

I love reading.

I love being by myself. Being alone doesn’t mean I’m lonely.

I kind-of like shopping.

I have one dog, an Airedale, who is probably secretly gay (no hate), is the most vocal dog, and has the worst farts. His name is Baxter.

I have one fish, a Beta, and he is blue, purple, and green. He is feisty; I used to have 3 shrimp in a 5 gallon tank with him, they were doing great for a few months, then all three shrimp died within a week of each other, so I’m blaming the Beta. He is also very demanding and egotistical, but otherwise a good tank mate for only himself. His name is Linguine.

I love the Spanish language, and I’d say that I know enough of the language that if I have to talk to a native speaker, I could get my point across. I’m also going into my fifth year of taking the language as a foreign language class. At this point, my high school has this as a college course.

I love everything about school, except getting up early and some of the people.

I want to be an aerospace engineer and am currently in a program partnered with NASA, so I’m almost there, not just saying that to be cool. (BTW, dear God, it’s so hard, what people are doing in this program. Be thankful that there are people smart enough and willing to do that job, because I am.)

I am lazy. (no shame)

I own a Range Rover Evoque and it is lime green (don’t think that is the actual name) and I am very proud of it.

And I just realized that this post is going to be very long and I sound really boring and stuck up. I promise I smile. And I try to be humble. And nice. And caring. I swear to you, if you’re still reading this, I’m not mean. I do not judge (unless you’re a murderer or (real talk) rapist or animal abuser, then get out of here please, I don’t want you).

I am a violinist.

I am Caucasian.

I was born and raised in the good ol’ US of A.

I have a love like no other for Italian food.

I also love, love, love Tiramisu. If you want my age, send me a Tiramisu the size of the empire state building.

I also hate lady fingers and espresso, which is weird, because if you’ve ever made Tiramisu, those two things are literally half of it.

My favorite coffee is either black over ice, or hot with milk and 3 sugars. I also hate Starbucks hot coffee and everything else, except for the iced coffee and strawberries and cream frappuccino.

My favorite tea is a tie between Earl Grey tea with sugar and English Breakfast Tea with sugar and lemon.

I live on the east coast of the USA, and that’s as close as you’re getting to my location.

I also love the idea of pen-pals, but have no idea how to even begin, so if you’re male and between the ages of 17 and 21, hit me up, yo. Lol, jk. (*breaks character**cringes at herself*)  Hah, it’s not like I’m some loser who has her nose in a book 24/7 and the majority of people she talks to are girls and never gets invited to parties, ha ha. ha....ha.... oh wait.... Seriously though, those preferences are preferable, but if you are a girl and want to talk, that’s fine to. I just need a straight (but again, no hate, none at all. Love is love, spread the word, people.) guy in my life because right now, it’s so full of girlishness and disgustingly pinkness that I’m sick. Let’s talk about farts and cars and food and disgustingly gorgeous stuff with each other and give advice on the opposite gender. I’ll be your confidant and if you want, you can be mine. But, no sexual stuff/exchanges, nah uh, I ain’t about that life. Unless you just want advice, want to ask questions, want to tell me a story about some sexual adventure or horror story you had, or just any other thing like those, then okay, that’s cool. Just no engaging in sexual activities over whatever platform we are using. I’m looking for a friend, not a hookup. And now, since writing that, I might make a post about looking for a pen-pal...so, if anyone reads this and sees a post similar to this part, yes, I know I already said this. And for anyone who is wondering or hasn’t figured it out yet, I am a straight girl, but really, I promise, I can’t stress this enough, I do not judge or hate on the LGBTQ community. If you are gay, lesbian, queer, black, white, brown, purple, bisexual, asexual, pansexual, metrosexual, alien, Chinese, Japanese, Asian, Spanish, Brazilian, Italian, you get my point, I don’t care and it makes no difference to me or to how I will treat you. We are all human -- except for you, alien, I see you -- and therefore, we all deserve love and equal treatment and opportunities. Okay. There. I think I’ve finally made my point.

If you want to know anything else, feel free to ask, I wont bite. *winks weirdly like on steroids*

This Blog Thing:

This blog that I’m starting is going to be a piece of work, and this is sorta my first one. I did have one I tried to start on weebly and soon gave up after because I just forgot about it. But this one is different. Or so I keep telling myself. This one is going to be me ranting, informing whoever reads my crap about my life, and boasting about my earthly accomplishments. This post is going to be my outlet because I currently have very few. I will combust without this. So, if nobody reads this, I’m fine with it. This is for me, for my health. If people do read this and ask me questions or comment or interact with me or anything, then I guess this blog is for y’all, too, then, not just for me.  This blog will also be my brain word-vomiting, so sorry in advance. I would do a vlog, but Lordy Jesus, that’s so much work that I don’t have the time nor energy to do. I am also kind of shy, so I’m trying to break out of my shell a little bit on here. So, this is me, the real me with a fake name and and a fake age. I don’t think I bruise too easily, so if you’re a hater, hate. Just not on anybody else, only me. If you do hate on someone else, I will come for you, be waiting. 

So, without further ado, let me begin... tomorrow, though, I want to sleep first.

Goodnight everybody! (although I’m probably the only one reading this)