#hi ven ily

[wretcheddthing]

Tell me about ven's modern au pleaseeeeeeeeeeee

okay!! under the cut bc i get shy.

also here she is look at her

so basically @pricemarshfield and i are slowly building a town for modern au to exist and also our tavs are besties there. they became friends while drunk girl bonding in a club bathroom.

here they are having a grand ol time ft. ven’s act 1 hairstyle

(hi tav ily tav 💖💖💖)

so basically for ven specifically, she’s a professor at a nice university and teaches archaeology. she’s only been there for a year, but is doing well on a tenure track. she was a field archaeologist for all of a handful of months expanding upon her thesis work, but an accident at the dig site killed her best-friend-almost-partner and she just couldn’t handle working the site full time anymore. she shifted general responsibility to a trusted colleague and only goes to work and dig for a couple months. she ended up giving teaching a go, having Glowing recommendation letters from her professors, supervisors, and colleagues.

gale is also a professor at this university teaching physics. quantum mechanics, actually, and he does a seminar on cosmology in the spring. they met at a networking event and gale immediately puts his foot in his mouth saying something something one science is better than the other trying to make himself seem more impressive in front of the pretty lady.

she teases him a bit and then he’s like i’m sorry for being bad at talking and she’s like it’s okay I’m sorry for making fun of you let me buy you a drink. and then they fall in love :)

they are domestic with each other in every life btw.

that’s sorta tha gist of ven in this modern au but she also likes to go clubbing with tha girls and that’s it hiii

[flamechasr]

@scaraven (2/2) happy holidays! 🕊️🍃

hi ven!! we don't talk much these days but you are always in my thoughts because you're such a cool nice silly guy, and it is such a pleasure to talk to you because you're so easygoing and everything it's just pleasant :) i would like to be closer still though perhaps if i can get myself to talk more in your server..... for now just know i am always thinking of u and u are my dear friend ok. i was thinking about doing a basil board instead because i like that boy too but venti is my bestie in the end so aheem.. oh and for the icons i chose emu because she is cute and i do like my pink girls and also it is easy to edit for idol medias... truly.... nsjdhsk i hope you likeys. for the song rec we have i only say im sorry when im wrong now by cheekface which fun fact i discovered As i was making this board, and i was like wow these lyrics. uh. i don't know if you know or not but i did peek at your venti playlist and this isn't there so! before this one i was thinking about fever dream by mxmtoon which is my strongest personal association with venti if you don't know that one also you should check it out... ily venny you are very precious!!

[seraphicveins]

and nethertrolls too

@nethertrolls

IT IS MY TIME TO SHINE HI VEN ILY!! My bestie .. its been what.. almost 7ish years since we met?? deadass a lot of my characters are connected to his, fantroll and others included.. we also met on amino back in the day and we've both grown a lot since then! but since this is a fantroll blog i'll focus on that.. hes the one who totally wrangled me back into all this, I was into HS in middle school and i had never made a fantroll until I was like 18 because he was like hey! we should do this .. and well here we are my trolls have gone through HUGE changes from the first time they were created to now.. some were totally revamped and continue to evolve.. and its been a shared process with ven! hes always there for me to bounce ideas off of as we develop our personal world and characters and its been UBER fun!! my closest friend frfr I find it hard to share my characters with others bc im insecure, and although im getting better at it ven has always been there to cheer me on!! and i just really appreciate him!! I love our characters and they always have some fun ideas!! I really admire their creativity ok I can always ask em for advice or prompts.. ALSO VEN I HOPE YOU WRITE MORE!! I LOVE YOUR WORK AND IM ALWAYS SO HAPPY TO READ IT SNIFFLE SNIFFLE U R THE BEST AND I HAVE SO MUCH FUN WORKIN W YOU!! n thank you so much for always supporting me and my art.. youve really seen me through my art journey.. WAHH anyways check them out!! HE IS MY BESTIE A++++ WOULD RECCOMEND DUMPS STICKERS ON U

[starglitterz]

QUILL!!!

omg you got baizhu,,, elegant doctor man!! awawa your so lucky...

you know also lives in liyue? qiqi!! i love my daughter so much ok, i'm not even here to talk about baizhu fr i'm here to yell at you about the lil frozen girl that i've had since day ONE ok BYE ENJOY EBG!!!

VENNY VEN VEN POOKIE DAWG!!! ilysm AND YES I AM ,,, it's so lucky it's literally such a coincidence that i just played his story quest last week (i am a chronic procrastinator when it comes to finishing quests 🥰) and he's so weird i love him i am putting him in my pocket <3 he highkey reminds me of vyn from tot!!

BUT ANYWAYS QIQI!!! i also got her a while ago while pulling for klee and i was like 😦 WRONG CHILD!!! but i luv her she's level 70 now but farming violetgrass gives me pain and suffering 💔 anyways ily ven hope you're doing well!!!

[incorrigibleimpasto]

!n+r° p°s+ :}

h! y°u can call me caykan, °r cay f°r sh°r+ :}

welc°me +° my s!lly l!++le bl°g !!

!m 7 sweeps °ld, teal, unf°r+una+ely s!ngle (yes !n all +he quadran+s !m a l°ser ! know)

! d°ub+ !ll ga!n f°ll°wers g!ven ! d°n+ d° much, bu+ !f y°u read +h!s, !ly /p

+ags:

cay rebl°gs

cay p°s+s

cay answers

//ooc: I wanted to join in on the grumblr blog fun, and also cuz I wanted to be able to roleplay my sona without messing up my blog (btw, find me at @chaosincarnatea wink wonk) anyways I'm just gonna use this blog to reblog and commentate on grumblr stuff, nothing much :) also forewarning this guy will be a little shit and a bit of an asshole. rest assured it is all roleplay dw

UPDATE:

Tricae Lionen

Caykan/Cay online

Teal

Pronouns: she/it/any

Age: 7 sweeps old

Strife Specibus: brushkind (the tips are sharpened she just stabs)

Hedgehog lusus

Quirk: Replaces i with !, o with º, and t with + and usually types in all lower case with no punctuation

usually has 7 of any exclamations (eg ?,!)

Just a silly artist. Those stains are just paint!

A bit of a pale and pitch flirt

translation of intro under cut

intro post :}

hi you can call me caykan, or cay for short :}

welcome to my silly little blog

im 7 sweeps old, teal, unfortunately single (yes in all the quadrants im a loser i know)

i doubt ill gain followers given I dont do much, but if you read this, ily /p

[haven-avalon]

Ven you're fr the Jungtoot to my Vivi ily/p UWHDHE BUT YOU'RE SUCH A FUN FELLA TO BE AROUND!!! SO COOL!!! I respect you for the dedication to your oc docs, not even I could do that!

Hope you have a swell day! Mwamwa.

- heart shin heart

wah,,, WAH,,, HI SHIN!!!

ILYSM??? ur also very cool! and funny!!! u neevr fail to put a smile on my face, even if im pretending to be scandalized LOL

im glad i could be,,, ur jungtoot,,,,,

[gold-wolf-soldier13]

Interrupting my weekend overwatch posting to not comment on a YouTube video I’m not agreeing with- so not to post about St*ven Univ*rse on main (cause if it’s not clear I do not and never have like that stupid fucking show) but I was watching a recent (posted in the last week) response to L/ily O/rchard’s criticism video and while I believe that anything posted on the internet is open to critique and no one is above that this response is imo dead on arrival so to speak. Admittedly I’m only 25-ish minutes into the 3 hour video but the author has stated multiple times in those 25 minutes that St*ven Univ*rse is a mystery show and that is just not true. As a show it has never been billed as a mystery like contemporary Gravity Falls, even a quick 5-second google search for St*ven Univ*rse’s genre will show that it’s never been a mystery. Comedy, action, coming of age, fantasy, even romance have all been used to describe St*ven Univ*rse but never once mystery. A show having mystery elements or plot twists like the pink diamond reveal does not make it a mystery and this instance by this essayist that St*ven Univ*rse is a mystery while critiquing another video that rightfully does deserve an in-depth rebuttal is making me take his opinion with several grains of salt because if he can’t get that basic fact of the show right how am I supposed to follow his logic for the rest of this 3 hour video?

[stygiuscantus]

if anyone wonders where @classicsteven​ went

don’t even worry about it,

[suguwu]

🍓🍒🍇🍎🍉🍑🍊🍋🍍🍌 🥭 🍏🍈🍐🥝🫐 i brought u a full fruit platter for us to share as a thank you for enduring my incoherent screeching about one (1) Childe Tartaglia. F-foul legacy form when………..

ohhhhhh ily so much i am excited to share this fruit platter (extra points for the rainbow colors) allow me to add some dark chocolate pieces (if u like) and other lil picnic items

tho idk what you mean by "endure" i think you mean "have a fantastic time" bc childe took me out at the knees...foul legacy childe 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

okay okay okay. grace—holy shit, grace. you are such a spectacular human being and writer i sometimes genuinely cannot believe it! your writing is stellar beyond belief and so, so engaging and fun and real. (and also incredibly horny #bless) incoherent breakdowns over characters is such a delight with you lmao

you're kind and open but also you're honest and take no shit and i love that so much. i love seeing you on the dash and it's so clear how much you bring to every fandom you're in and that we're all so lucky to have you 💞💞💞

[wingbladed]

@xenovair said:   silently holds her hand out to him, her fingers wriggling as if to make the offer more enticing

GIVE VEN AFFECTION!  //  FOREVER ACCEPTING

      A wide grin spreads across Ven’s features as he quickly closes the distance that exists between them, happily sliding his hand into Sierra’s awaiting one. He locks their palms together and interlaces their fingers, swinging their now-joined hands between them. An indescribable warmth spreads out gently through his chest and all the way down to his toes as he proceeds to drag Sierra towards the nearby ice cream store with a noticeable skip in his step. It’s been years since the two of them have spent time together, and so Ven intends to take full advantage of the next few hours of her company. 

     “ C’mon! There’s this flavour you’ve gotta try! ” He exclaims with unbridled enthusiasm, tugging insistently on her hand. “ You’ll love it— I promise! ”

[loverdotpng]

Wow I just saw fanart of 7 and . he's so. he's. cute.

[dreamwritesimagines]

Twisted 16 - Bloody City [Spencer Reid x Reader]

A.N.: Thank you so much for your wonderful support my loves! Here’s the next chapter, I hope you will like it as well, and please let me know what you think of it! ❤❤ Ily, kisses! ❤❤❤

Series Masterlist

Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, drinking, smoking, blood.

Word Count: 3000

Summary: Threats come closer. 

The room was so silent that you could swear even your heartbeat was audible. You tried to think through the panic running through your veins, but it was nearly impossible.

He wasn’t supposed to find out about that.  

You weren’t a profiler, but you didn’t need to be one to understand how betrayed he felt at the moment. He looked completely frozen, his sharp glare giving you goosebumps.

He had never looked at you like that before, and the anger in his eyes was more than enough to pin you to your spot.

“Spencer,” you managed you say, your voice way too weak, “I can explain.”

Silence.

“I didn’t—“ you stammered, “I didn’t read it. I would never.”

He just kept his gaze on you, raising his brows as if he didn’t believe a word you said and you wetted your lips.

“Where did you find it?”

That managed to draw a reaction from him, at least. He scoffed a dry laugh, shaking his head.

“That’s what you’re asking me right now?” he asked, “It was under the magazines on the coffee table, I thought it was one of mine.”

You cursed under your breath, closing your eyes for a moment. Of course your mother would put it there for you to take a look at it in case you wanted to.

“So?” he said, nodding at the folder lying on the kitchen island, “Do you want to tell me why you have a file on me?”

“It’s not mine.”

The bitter smile on his face was almost amused at your pathetic attempt, and it hit you right at that moment, there was no way you could talk your way out of this. This was what he did for a living, and he could tear your whole list of excuses apart, picking holes in it one by one.

“Try again.”

So people felt exactly like this when he was interrogating them. It was like his whole personality had just changed right in front of your eyes, and you weren’t even sure that you knew this person standing in front of you.

“I mean,” you swallowed thickly, “Okay, it’s technically mine. But I can explain why I have it.”

“You can?”

You pushed your hair behind your ear, your hands restless for some reason.

“The other day,” you started, “After we…. Well, when you were in Ohio, my mom dropped by. She already has a key and well, you’ve met her, she comes and goes as she pleases. I told her not to numerous times, but—“

“That’s not what I asked.”

You nodded, clearing your throat.

“Right, yeah,” you said, wringing your hands, “Um, she has this P.I.”

“You mean your family has a P.I.?” he corrected you, “Philip, you said? It’s not just your mother who uses him, you told me so yourself.”

You cussed at yourself in your head and bit on your lip, “Yeah. Yeah but he—he usually works for my mother. She’s overprotective, especially after my dad she became quite paranoid with the type of people me and Mina date. Anyways, she came here that morning, and she had this file but I didn’t read it,” you shook your head fervently, “I would never.”

He tilted his head, humoring you, “Oh you didn’t read it?”

“No, of course not—“

“Why did you keep it then?”

“I didn’t keep it,” you said, “I had to leave in a hurry so I left my mom here and I swear to you I told her to throw it away. I thought she did, I didn’t see it before just now. I wouldn’t keep it if I knew—“

“Did you know she was going to do it?” he cut you off as if he wasn’t in the mood to listen to your excuses, “Put a P.I. on me?”

You opened your mouth to say no, then the memory of her saying that at the brunch flashed in your mind, making you shut your eyes for a second before looking up at him.

That was enough of an answer for him.

“You knew?” he asked, barely controlling the fury in his voice, “You knew but you didn’t tell me?”

“She mentioned it in passing but I didn’t take her seriously,” you said quickly, “I didn’t think she would actually do it, that’s why I didn’t tell you!”

He let out a humorless laugh and walked to grab his satchel while you stood there, unable to even breathe right as your heart pounded in your ears.

“Where are you going?”

“Out,” he said curtly, “I’ll break your heart if I stay here any longer.”

“Spencer please, we need to talk about it—”

“Talk about it?” he repeated, “Why? So that you can give me more bullshit excuses?”

To that, you honestly had nothing to say.

“I would’ve told you whatever you wanted to know about me,” he said through his teeth, his eyes narrowed, “Because I trust you. That’s the difference between you and me.”

You blinked back the tears, digging your fingernails into your clenched fists.

“Have fun reading that,” he motioned at the file in front of you, then walked out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. Your hand shot up to wipe at your eyes and tugged at the roots of your hair as you slouched against the kitchen island.

“Fuck.”

                                                         ***

The next three days were an absolute disaster. You couldn’t focus on anything, you checked your phone every minute to see whether he had texted you or called you, but there was nothing. You had no idea what you could do to explain yourself, or at least convince him to hear you out, but you decided to wait until he wasn’t as angry. Maybe then, he would be more willing to listen to you and you would have gathered your thoughts together.

That was the logical thing to do and you knew that, but it didn’t help with the situation at all. You had already missed him way too much and the guilt was basically eating you alive.

You should’ve been more careful. You should’ve checked everywhere, you should’ve at least called your mother to make sure if she had thrown it away but you had done none of that because of multiple distractions. Spencer had a point, you knew it was possible, you even knew your mother had done the same thing with Kenzie and yet you had told him nothing about that.

Until it blew up on your face.

There was absolutely no way he would ever trust you again, and you had no one to blame but yourself.

Your fingers were itching to text him, but you every time the urge hit you, you tried to do anything else but that. You concentrated on work, you accepted a new client, you did anything and everything that could stop yourself from thinking about him, but all of that was in vain.

Mina and Kenzie had invited you for dinner and you had accepted it just so that you could distract yourself and feel less terrible. Around nine, Lily had insisted you to be the one to read her a bedtime story, and that kid could ask for a freaking castle and you would get her that, so of course you had said yes.

“And they lived happily ever after,” you finished the story and pressed a kiss into her hair as she snuggled closer to you. “Time to sleep, bug.”

“I have a question.”

“Hm?” you asked, “What is it?”

“Will we all live happily ever after?”

“Oh yeah,” you nodded, “Certainly.”

“Here?”

You tilted your head, “Here? What does that mean?”

“I heard mommy talking to grandma on the phone about you moving to—“ she scrunched up her nose, trying to find the right word, “Ven…?”

“Venice?” you asked and shook your head, “No sweetheart, I’m not moving anywhere.”

“It’s just that,” she looked up at you, “In the stories, they go away sometimes right? I thought since you found your prince—“

“You don’t need someone to live happily ever after Lily,” you said, “And in this case, I don’t need to move somewhere else to live happily ever after. Besides, things are complicated with my prince nowadays.”

“So you’re not moving away?”

“I’m not.”

She gave you a toothless smile, “Yay!” she said, “I would miss you.”

“I’d miss you too bug,” you kissed her hair, “So much. But now that we both know I’m staying here, you need to go to sleep, we had a deal.”

“Fine, fine…” she heaved a dramatic sight and you turned off the lamp by her bed, getting up from the bed. “Good night!”

“Sweet dreams, bug,” you closed the door behind you and made your way to the living room where Mina and Kenzie were still sitting by the table, drinking wine.

“Thank you so much,” Kenzie said and you waved a hand in the air as you sat down.

“Of course,” you said, grabbing your wine glass, “Mina, she asked me if I was moving to Venice.”

Mina frowned, “What?”

“Yeah, she heard you talk to mom on the phone,” you muttered, “Is that still going on? I thought we put that behind us, I’m not leaving.”

She heaved a sigh, “You know how mom gets, she’s just worried.”

“Have you talked to Spencer yet?” Kenzie asked and you took a huge sip of your wine, shrugging your shoulders.

“He knows where I am.”

“I take that as a no.” Kenzie said and you scoffed a bitter laugh.

“If he wants to break up with me, he can pick the time.”

Mina’s head shot up, “Y/N…”

“Come on,” you forced yourself to say and downed your wine before tilting your glass towards Kenzie, “You guys know how it goes. Experience talking.”

Kenzie filled your glass, “Listen, I can tell you right now that finding that out was a shock, yes. I felt betrayed, also yes. But after a couple of days, the anger subsided. When we broke up, it was— it was just my anger calling the shots.”

Mina nodded slowly, “Yeah, and then we talked and solved it.”

“Exactly!” Kenzie snapped her fingers, “Besides, after the first argument… I went to my apartment and after I calmed down I had to question whether I wanted to lose Mina over that.”

You shook your head, “It’s different.”

“How?”

“You weren’t there,” you lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke, “You didn’t see the way how he looked at me after that. Something inside him shifted and I don’t know how to change that, or fix that.”

Mina and Kenzie exchanged glances.

“I don’t think he will ever trust me again,” you managed to say, turning the cigarette between your fingers, “That is if he talks to me again. I think he might just call it quits over the phone to be honest. He doesn’t owe me anything after this point, after what happened.”

“Y/N, I saw you two together even before you started dating,” Mina said, “This is not the end. It’s just some stupid obstacle in the way, that’s it.”

You could feel the tears burning your eyes but you blinked them back.

“I’ve never-” you trailed off, “I’ve never felt this way about anyone, you know? And if I lose this, lose him, I don’t know…” your voice cracked but you cleared your throat and took a sip of your wine again, “I have no idea what to do.”

Kenzie nibbled on her lip,

“You won’t have to, just—“ she started but was cut off when your phone started vibrating on the table. You lowered your glances to check the caller I.D flashing on the screen, then gasped, jumping on your feet.

Spencer.

“Excuse me,” you said and snatched the phone off the table to walk to Mina’s study, your heart slamming against your ribcage. You hoped that it was a good sign that he was calling you, instead of just ending your relationship via text and you closed the door behind you, then answered the phone.

“Hi,” your voice sounded way too squeaky even to your own ears and you shut your eyes for a moment, making a face.

“Hey,” he greeted you and you bit down on your lip, pushing your hair behind your ear as you walked in the study.

“How—um, how are you?”

“I’m good,” he said slowly, “How about you?”

“About the same,” you answered, “I was just thinking about you actually. I wanted to call you, but…”

“But you didn’t?” he asked and you shrugged your shoulders,

“I figured you might need some time away from,” you thought for a moment, trying to smile, “Well, away from me, I guess.”

He fell silent for a moment before he cleared his throat,

“Listen,” he said, “I just called to let you know that we— the team and I, I mean, we’re flying to Illinois in fifteen.”

Your head shot up, “Oh? There’s a new case?”

“Might be related to this one, we will see when we get there,” he said, “I just figured you’d…I don’t know, you’d want to know where I was.”

Even when you were quite possibly in the worst terms, he still wanted to make sure you knew about what was happening and that thought alone was enough to make you smile.

“Yeah absolutely,” you said, “That’s very thoughtful of you. Thanks for letting me know.”

“Sure thing.”

There was a pause before he took a deep breath.

“Anyway, yeah. That’s why I called. I’ll see you later—“

“Spencer,” you interrupted him, “Before you hang up, I want to say that I get why you’re upset, I really do. You have every right to be, but I was hoping…” you bit at your fingernail, “Maybe we can talk after you come back? Would that be possible?”

“Yeah,” he said after a beat, “Sure, that sounds good.”

“Yeah?” you let out a relieved breath, “Okay, great. Be careful out there, please?”

You could almost hear his small smile, “You too,” he said and hung up, making you let out a squeal and you sat down on the couch, pressing a hand over your chest.

You didn’t know it back then, but the next time you would see Spencer, it would be under very, very different circumstances.

And it definitely would not look like what you hoped it would.

                                              ***

Even though Mina and Kenzie insisted you to stay over for the night, you told them you had an important appointment the next morning. It wasn’t a lie either, you had been handling Vincent’s wedding’s possible venues since last week and finally you had narrowed it down to three, so you would be visiting those venues with him and his husband.

But that whole morning started very strange.

For starters, you hadn’t even heard your alarm go off, which was unusual, because that had never happened to you before. By the time you woke up, you had a terrible headache as if someone had hit your head with a baseball bat but you hadn’t even drunk that much last night. It felt way too difficult to even open your eyes, and your limbs felt like they were made of jelly as you forced yourself to sit up in the bed.

Where was your phone?

The wind coming from the open window moved the curtain and you frowned, trying to remember when you had opened the window before a shudder ran down your spine, the hairs on the back of your neck rising.

Spencer would’ve had some scientific explanation for it you were sure, but for you, it went deeper than that. It was your instincts, warning you that something was wrong.

Something in here didn’t feel right.

And every single cell in your body made sure you knew that.

Trying to make as little noise as you could, you swung your legs over the edge of the bed, blinking to get rid of the blurriness in your sight and looked around in the room for any potential weapons, then grabbed the nail file on the vanity before you opened the door. You peeked around the hall, but as soon as your gaze fell on the front door, you felt the goosebumps rising on your arms.

The front door wasn’t closed properly, and you were sure that you had closed it last night.

Your heart started pounding in your head but you stepped out of your room, still holding the nail file tightly just in case there was a sudden movement. You took another step, trying to fix your breathing but you happened to inhale deeply for a second, and that’s when you took the scent.

You smelt it before you could even see it, the bile climbing up your throat almost automatically.

Metallic and sweet.

Blood and jasmines.

You slowly lowered your glances to the floor connecting the hall to the living room to follow the small flowers of jasmines soaked in the red river of blood, leading behind the kitchen island. There were sirens going off in your head, screaming at you to run away but you took a deep breath, your whole body shaking as you stepped around the kitchen island, the warm blood soaking your feet before your eyes found the body lying completely still on the floor.

The nail file slipped from your closed fist as you stared at your ex-boyfriend Anthony, his eyes wide open and fixed on the ceiling, his hair and clothes drenched in his own blood.

The shock only lasted for one second.

Then a scream ripped itself from your throat.

Chapter 17

[puppy-phum]

URL Mixtape Game

thank you @icouldhyperfixatehim for tagging me into this and making me join the long urls suffering squad ♥ ily (i will get into your list at some point, i promise!)

To Each His Own - Talos (been thinking about gcf in helsinki a lot these past days. this song always makes me super fond bc of that.)

all that you want - sød ven (blueming made me look up sød ven again and i love love love the new album sob)

Love me or Leave me - DAY6 (day6 keeps dropping absolutely amazing albums. this was my fave song on tbou: the demon.)

ALL I NEED - Ninety One (was absolutely obsessed with ninety one for a bit back when i found out about them. many of the songs are just absolute bops.)

Your Eyes - SWJA (listening to this and it does not surprise me that this an ost song for some korean drama. this has that very soundtrack-y feeling to it and i love it.)

SATELLITE - Koste (i got into this album at the beginning of the year. this one was my fave, i just like the lyrics a lot.)

Pleurs du soir - Nuit Incolore (a black sheep on my playlist. i love the vibe tho.)

Orbit - Hwasa (one of my fave ost songs ever. i miss watching the king: eternal monarch sigh.)

Rebellious - 灵超 (another weirdo on my playlist. once again, i still vibe.)

tangerine - Kehlani (really like this whole album, very summer-y ♥)

KARMA - DEMIAN (more summer vibes!!)

Empty - Nuz (nuz is just one of those artists i will forever love. very my vibe. makes me want to go outside and just look at the big open waters.)

You Should’ve Stayed - MARO (i was very into this song a few years ago and then found this again this year bc of some bad buddy fmvs... it’s been a journey, truly.)

that was a lot of songs. thank you if you listened to all or any of them ♥

tagging: @i-am-just-a-kiddo @ashenlights @psychic-waffles @s1utspeare @foxofninetales @talaypuens and @dimpledpran ♥ come suffer with me! (or link me if you did this already ^^)

[itsillumi]

Hi Ven! I would like to start this by saying that you're a great and exceptional writer🤩😭 ILY! But yeps, can I respectfully ask what books you'd recommend us or me to read? Or somewhere u got chlorine inspired from for example? In general, just a list of books may it be thriller, romance, or sumn that you read and had your style. That would be all. Thank you so much and take care!!🤩

thank you so much! oof, narrowing these down was pulling out teeth & smoking packs, my guy. since there’s a divide between the books i’d actually recommend & books i personally can’t live without, there’s a chlorine list (a stretch, chlorine’s nowhere near as good as any of these) & some personal favorites. i hope you enjoy :)                             ��                         .                                                    

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the secret history + the goldfinch by donna tartt. to absolutely no one’s surprise, ms. tartt tops my list. between the secret history’s gritty, pretentious cast of unlovables, and the goldfinch’s appreciation for art, art history, and blown up museums, tartt’s writing is fucking indelible and learned. a set of toppers for me, definite inspiration.    murder on the orient express by agatha christie. there’s nothing i love better than a good dead, rich man to start off a novel - and murder on the orient express delivers. cristie needs no intro, but this is by far one of my favorites for her: the setting, the darkness, the slow build and intelligent characters. it’s rich as hell, just like the mogul who gets stabbed a dozen times.  wuthering heights by emily brontë. sorry to anyone who hated english in school or doesn’t jerk it to classics, but wuthering heights is peak gothic romance. dark, turbulent, endlessly beautiful. paired with the ghost of lovers’ past and an antihero as its lead, brontë doesn’t miss a beat. heathcliff is your mom’s least favorite man, and my favorite byronic hero.  the night circus by erin morgenstern. this book is certainly one of those where going in knowing nothing at all is far more exhilarating than having my dumbass say anything about it. the writing is atmospheric, enchanting in the most vicious sense, and always beautiful. a book that describes itself in a sentence: “a choker of perfectly cut scarlet rubies circles her neck, putting forth a vague impression of her throat having been slit. [...] slightly morbid and incredibly elegant” (p. 73).  

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neuromancer by william gibson. this is one of my favorite books of all time, and it unintentionally informed my personal style. this is cyberpunk at its dirtiest and most realistic; sarcastic, urban, and for once, doesn’t over-estimate the future’s capacity. it inspired movies like akira (1988), so if you’re into the blade runner vibe and edgy graffiti, its for you.                                                        norwegian wood + kafka on the shore by haruki murakami. these are a perfect example of books i adore, but cannot in good faith recommend. they come with a plethora of trigger warnings. still, murakami has an unchallenged understanding of the human condition, and every book has been a visceral experience no matter how short. he’s a master of verisimilitude and it’s terrifying how well he’s able to pull you into the mundane and ruin you using it.                                                        woman at point zero by nawal el saadawi. this is also a novel that’s near, dear, and needs some caution. saadawi really doesn’t shy away from the mean, harsh reality some women have to face on a daily basis. i think this is an absolute must read. it’s impossibly beautiful and devastating. feminism at its most realistic and its most unfortunate.                                                        memoirs of a geisha by arthur golden. plenty of people know about this one, but i couldn’t help myself. this book is exactly what it says on the tin, but add to that underlying melancholy and fantastic writing, and you have a perfect book to read if you’re looking for romance, reality, and grit: all in one.

i genuinely hope you enjoy these as much as i do!

[windwent]

Rolls off his bed and lands facedown on the ground. Does he move?

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Yep! Prettttyyyyyyyy knocked out.

[quillsink]

hi :) i told ven this before but. i love you, you're beautiful and amazing and so cool and i love seeing you on my dash and you're so so cool and you're amazing, i love you so much (platonically) and you're wonderful i had a squish on you for months and i love you /p please never stop being so cool aryan

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