#i dunno I’m tierd

[ruby-the-bunger]

Headcannon that Chips mind has basically attuned to the bandanna of disguise and now his appearance reflect how he’s feeling. And ever since his death, he’s had that hole in his chest. as much as he want to look normal and alive again, he can only get rid of the hole in his chest by taking the bandanna off

[stellar-alley]

Everfalls

•Chapter 18•

This is based off of the artwork by oceanteeeth on Instagram!

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(Summary: Does Stanley's sickness interfere with the Ancestors getting to the bus on time? Will they make it home in time for the full moon? Well you'll have to read and see! )

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“He’s been sick since tuesday, we went out after school and he was all congested and sneezy” Richie filled the Losers in as they sat in a circle outside the room where Stan was.

“And you didn’t tell anyone?” Mike asked, disappointment tainted his voice.

Richie’s shoulders sagged, “come on guys, we know Stan, he always gets a little sick, brushes it off then recovers! How was I supposed to know it would end up being a big thing”.

“No one could’ve known. Don’t beat yourself up Rich” Ben put a comforting hand on the wolf’s shoulder.

“Thanks haystack” Richie nodded his head slowly.

The click of a door opening caught The Losers attention. They all turned to watch Mr Brock emerge from the room, they caught a single glimpse of Stan through the door crack before it shut completely.

“What’s the status doc?” Riche put on a voice which got him an elbow to the ribs from Eddie.

“Beep Beep” he grumbled. Eddie’s hands were tense, up by his chest, anxiously fiddling with his compass.

“Well, he is sick. We tried contacting his parents but the storm that rolled through last night knocked out the phone lines” Mr Brock explained.

Richie cast Eddie a glance, he remembered how he couldn’t call his parents previously.

Beverly stepped forward,“What’s gonna happen?” She asked with her arms crossed.

“Well we-“ Mr Brock started when the sound of another door bursting open stopped him mid sentence.

Mrs. Stuart stepped inside, “Everyone on the bus, the tide is rising ahead of schedule, we do not have much longer” she informed them.

“We aren’t leaving without Stanley” Bill stated as he straightened his posture. The rest of the Losers nodded in agreement.

“Well if he is still throwing up then we can’t have him on the bus” Mr Brock shook his head sadly, “there’s nothing I can do”.

“I-I am fine” Everyone turned to find Stan had dragged himself from bed and had leaned up against the doorframe behind them. His face was pale, the bags under his eyes were darker than previously and his usual straight posture was unusually low.

“Stanley I don’t believe that that’s a good idea” Mr Brock worried.

Stan sharply inhaled, tierd of the bullshit, “I said I was fucking fine so lets just get on the damn bus, alright?”. He was tired but also worried, Stan knew Eddie and Richie needed to get home before the moon rose.

After the rest of The Losers got in on it, and they were all able to force them to allow Stan on, as long as he had a garbage bin in range the whole time. He agreed so they shoved a dollar store garbage bin into his arms and rushed the group onto the bus. They barely had enough time to get settled before the bus driver hit the gas and began on their way to the main rocky road.

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“Shit” The bus driver cursed as he raked his hand through his thinning hair. “Brock? We’re too late” he sighed as Mr Brock rushed from his seat to the front of the bus to inspect the road. Which wasn't really a road anymore as it meshed perfectly with the ocean around it.

“Shit” Brock repeated.

“Language!” Richie shouted from the back seat.

Mr Brock had to withhold the urge to flip off his student. Instead he curled his fingers into tight fists and sighed.

Eddie elbowed Richie as a means of telling him to shut up as he shot him a look of daggers. Richie laughed lightly before he met Eddie’s gaze, that’s when it dawned on him, what this meant.

“Oh shit”.

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“Okay guys so good news! We were able to get rooms for everyone in the castle’s hotel!” Mr Brock tried so hard to sound excited but everyone could tell he was stressed.

The two Ancestors snapped to face each other. “What the hell are we gonna do?” Eddie demanded, voice low and tense.

Richie’s face scrunched up in confusion, “How the hell am I supposed to know! I’ve never done this before”.

“Get a room you two” Stan groaned in his sick nasally voice from the seat in front of them. Without another word Stan turned, sat on his knees and leaned over his seat to face them. “Why don’t you two just fucking sneak out of the hotel and shift on the beach?” Stan suggested.

The other two shared a look of confusion, “You could hear us?” Richie quirked an eyebrow.

“Yes I'm pretty sure my cousins in Hawkins could hear you. So next time you plan to discuss your full moon activities, keep it down” He advised before turning back around and sliding down into his seat.

“It’s not a bad idea though” Eddie contemplated the idea as Richie shoved his hand up into his snapback and ruffled his hair while still keeping his hat securely on his head.

Richie looked around then responded, “Okay fine, plus I bet it’ll be just us in the room so it’ll be easy as hell to sneak out-“.

~

Mr Brock stood in front of the class in the lobby of the castle “Sadly there were only a limited number of rooms left so four people per room, everyone group together”.

The Losers looked between each other. That’s the one thing that kinda sucked about their lucky number, seven is an odd number, which meant that whenever they had to split up, the numbers were always off.

Richie and Eddie immediately stood together. Stan glanced at them and shuffled beside them, knowing they might need his help. Bill caught on and stepped beside them, because he wanted to keep an eye on those two, but also because Stan was his bestest friend after all. But in the end all The Losers just stood in one group.

Eddie leaned towards Richie, “We cannot room with Bill”.

“We’ll figure it out later, just act normal” Richie hushed him. Though he put on a relaxed face, he couldn’t help but check the time on his phone. It was 4 pm, the time they were supposed to be home at. The moon rose at 8, so they had a couple hours before they had to get out.

Slowly but surely Mr Brock and the other teachers approved and handed out keys to different rooms. When he finally reached The Losers he haulted with a sigh, “Sorry guys we said four per room, and Beverly, you need to room with people of the same sex” He said semi apogoltically.

Beverly groaned and tilted her head to look upwards, “Fuck my life” She rolled her eyes. “Welp looks like Imma go sleep in the bushes, peace” She held up a peace sign then walked a couple steps away backwards before turning and heading off on her way.

Before she could get very far someone who was vaguely familiar to Beverly walked up behind her and lightly tapped her on the shoulder. Bev turned around and saw a girl from her grade, someone she’s pretty sure she’s seen with Eddie before.

“Hey uh- Sorry I just saw you didn’t have a group and I was wondering if you wanted to join my group. We uh- just need one more person” She smiled warmly. She had brown hair that fell just below her shoulders in soft curls. She wore a shirt she swore she picked up herself at Hot Topic once, it was a black button up with cute line art of crystals on it.

“Sure… Yeah” Beverly slowly nodded then continued, “thanks-?” She questioned carefully.

“Alley” She supplied happily, “My group is over this way” Alley said as she showed Bev over to where he group was standing.

Sadly Ben and Mike were put into a group with two guys they didn’t know very well, Boris and Theo, they seemed oddly familiar but they kinda kept to themselves.

After everyone was shown their rooms, which all consisted of two queen beds, a couch, a tv, and a desk. Nothing too fancy but it was enough. The one thing that sucked was that the rooms didn’t have their own bathrooms. If you needed to go, then you’d have to go to the one that your floor shared. Since no one had any clothes to unpack, since they didn’t plan to stay the night, the four just kinda sat on their beds as Stan cradled his trash bin.

At 5 they were called down to have dinner in the dining hall. The table clothes were white lace and their silverware had exquisite floral designs on them. It was obviously not meant for a group of highschoolers.

While they ate there was some soft elevator like music that played in the background which was mixed with the sounds of low murmurs from the students. The kids spoke in hushed voices as they were slightly intimidated by how underdressed they all felt compared to the decorations of the room and the outfits of the staff.

“Yo would it be bad if I just let one rip right now?” Richie asked the Losers. Eddie rolled his eyes. Stan’s stomach turned at the idea of what that would smell like. Ben, Bev and Mike giggled to themselves while Bill focused on the food on his fork.

~

Bill was aimlessly channel surfing when Richie did a small backflip, rolling deeper back onto the bed before leaping to his feet and jumping on the bed.

“What? What are you doing?” Eddie questioned as he tilted his head back to look at Richie.

“Jumping!” He said simply.

Eddie rolled his eyes and grabbed his phone from his pocket, typing up a quick message before sending it off.

Eddie: WTF are we supposed to do about Bill?

Richie felt his phone vibrate in his pocket so instead of bouncing again he fell on his butt and checked his messages.

Richie: Wait a minute, I have an idea.

A couple moments passed before Richie abruptly got up from the bed and rushed out the door, firmly shutting the door behind him.

“S’he okay?” Stan mumbeled from where he sat hunched over the bin on the other bed.

Eddie shrugged, “Dunno”. He turned his head just in time to catch the weird glare he was getting from Bill. He quickly snapped his gaze down to his lap where his hands were aimlessly playing with the chain of his compass. With his anxiety levels high, and the fucking full moon rising, hsi viens had turned black again. He shoved them into his pockets and hopped Bill didn’t notice.

Richie waited in the bathroom for about 10 minutes before he left and made his way back to the room. He opened the door with a sigh and made sure he walked slowly up to the others.

“Guys I’m sorry but Eddie and I gotta go” Richie pulled his pants up uncomfortably.

“W-Why?” Bill stood up.

“Well… Last night I had mexican food, and the trash stomach isn’t happy about it. So I-uh, gotta be in a room closer to the bathroom” Richie informed them with an embarrassed tone.

“Why the hell would you do that? You know Mexican doesn't agree with you” Stan played along with the act.

“Right…” Bill nodded. “Then why do-does Eddie have to go?” He added.

“I-I need… support. Yep, that’s it, I need emotional support” Richie lied on the spot.

Eddie withheld a sigh, mentally face palming. But either way, he got up and stood by Richie’s side.

The wolf’s face fell “Sorry guys I feel another wave coming-” he announced before fleeing the room, Eddie in tow. The door closed with a slam and they didn’t stop until they were in the bathroom. Richie locked the door behind them with a sigh.

“Yeah cause this doesn't seem weird” Eddie commented.

“What do you want from me? This is the best I could come up with on such short notice” Richie looked down at his hands, they were the same as Eddie’s, black veins and all. He ripped his snapback off and started fanning himself, “Is it hot in here or is it just me?” He asked.

“Nope, it’s the moon” Eddie checked the time, 7:30. “We gotta get out of here, and fast” His ears were sweating from underneath his beanie which seemed to make his head way too hot at that moment.

Richie laced his fingers with Eddie’s then hovered his other hand over the doorknob, bracing himself, “Lay low alright? Anyone questions us, we say you need air because of your asthma”. Eddie nodded.

The werewolf squeezed his boyfriend’s hand with one hand and ran his other hand through his hair. His wolf ears immediately perked up. He closed his eyes and listened, carefully, he tried to pick up any sounds from behind that door and in the hallway ahead of them. The soft shuffling of foot steps filled the air, soon followed by the click of a door shutting. Richie waited a minute before he slid his hat back on, opened the door and stepped out. The two quietly tiptoed on the plush carpet that lined the floor of the castle’s hallway.

Halfway to the stairs, Eddie halted and clutched his abdomen. “Fuck” He gasped.

Richie reached a hand out but it was slapped away by Eddie.

“I’m fine. Just hurts. We need to hurry” He whispered through gritted teeth.

Richie squeezed Eddie’s hand but continued on. When they reached the metal door to the stairs Eddie stepped in front of Richie and with a swift flick of his wrist the door magically opened just enough for them to slip through, closing quietly behind them.

Rushing down the stairs they shared the same pain that shot through their bodies every time their feet hit the floor. They burst into the main lobby, relieved to see that no one was at the main desk desk and the lounge area was empty. They rushed past the fancy leather seats and the artifact cases. Eddie held his hand out to open the door when the sound of a lady clearing her throat stopped them dead in their tracks.

“Well well well, someone out for a late night stroll?” Elizah’s british accent sent shivers down Eddie’s spine. He’d heard her give speeches countless times in the past but her voice never failed to bring goosebumps to his arms. “Please turn around, it’s very disrespectful to not face someone when you’ve been spoken to, epssesually an elder” Her voice was like an ice dagger, cold and lethal.

Hesitantly the two Ancestors turned to face her. Immediately she scanned the two boys. A faint smirk spread over her lips but she spoke before either of them could examine it further. “See if I didn’t know any better, I would have assumed that you were one of our runaway Ancestors.” She paused to think, “Eddie Kaspbrak was his name… But oh no, that simply cannot be, as he’s supposed to be dead”.

Richie tightened his grip on Eddie’s hand.

“But as I said, he was a runaway.” She took a couple steps towards them, hands behind her back then moved to settle them onto her hips. “Runways always find their way back, don’t they, Edward” She sneered.

Eddie’s eyes widened as his jaw fell slack, unable to properly respond. He could feel Richie growl as it reverberated throughout his body. It began in his chest and spilled out from his mouth.

She continued before either of the boys could speak up, “And who might you be, a young were-“.

“Boys?”

The rabbit and the wolf turned to the familiar voice.

“What’s going on? You two are supposed to be in your rooms” Mr Brock stepped out from one the shadows of the various hallways. Confusion covered his face as he approached the boys.

“Eddie’s asthma was acting up, he needed some fresh air a-and our window didn't open” Richie spit out, a nervous sweat breaking out under his hat, that unsettled feeling suddenly turned up a notch.

“Oh well is everything better now?” Their teacher worried.

Eddie still couldn’t speak, his mind was running a mile a minute. She knew, the council knew. Suddenly all of his worst nightmares were becoming a reality.

“Yes, yes. He’s much better. But uh, sir would you mind escorting me and my dearest friend back to our room. We seem to have forgotten the key, we left in a hurry” Richie almost slipped into one of his voices. But with all things considered, he opted to keep things mature and serious. He anxiously grasped his key in his pocket. He hadn't forgotten it. It never left his pocket since the moment they entered the room, but he knew that Elizah wouldn’t make a move in front of Mr Brock, their teacher, a human.

Mr Brock seemed taken aback by Richie’s new tone, “Oh, of course” he nodded, extending an arm for the boys to follow him.

Without missing a beat the two left Elizah in the lobby and followed their teacher back to their room. The walk was quiet, Mr Brock kept up a steady pace a couple feet ahead.

Richie carfully rubbed his thumb over the back of Eddie’s hand as a way to sooth him as their inevitable transformations would have to wait a little longer. When they reached their room, they thanked Mr Brock as he opened the door. He also closed it behind them, they quickly locked it behind them.

Bill had been sitting on the bed, his foot hadn't stopped tapping against the carpeted floor of their hotel room since Richie and Eddie left.

A quiet knock interrupted whatever show they weren’t watching on TV. They both stood Before the door opened, surprised to see their two friends, and their teacher standing at the door.

“H-Hey” Bill said as the two entered the room.

Stan placed the garbage bin on the ground beside him, “Is everything alright?” questioned.

Richie started, “Yep, all is fine-”

“How the hell can you say that?” Eddie ripped his hand from Richie grasp, he shook his entire body as if it would rid himself of the past 10 minutes.

Richie sighed, his temper rising “Eddie can we not right now? We need to get the hell out of here, now”.

“W-Why? What’s guh-going on?” Bill stepped towards them.

“Not now” Richie growled, his yellow eyes practically pierced Bill’s soul, sending shivers down his spine.

“Hey” Eddie grabbed the wolf’s wrist, grabbing his attention. “Let’s go,” He demanded. He nodded his head towards the window.

Without another word the Ancestors stepped up to the window. They opened the latch but the window was sealed shut, Richie barling had to focus to use his strength, opening it with ease while Stan and Bill watched nervously. The moon’s raw power coursed through his veins, the power simply sat at his fingertips now, begging to be used.

Stanley spoke up, concerned about his friends “Wait where are you going-”.

“Stan, cover for us? Alright? And whatever you do, do not talk to Elizah Brightmoon” Richie explained before he stuck his head out the window, the drop was about 20 feet from their second story hotel room. “We can make it,” He said to Eddie who nodded.

Stan’s brow furrowed, “Wait what? Why? She’s the-”.

“She’s the leader of the council” Eddie put it simply, watching Richie stick his legs out the window and sit on the ledge.

No more questions were asked cause right after Richie dropped out of the window. The cool night air rushed past him before he landed on his feet. He took a second to regain his balance. Then he walked away from the hotel to make room for Eddie he watched as his boyfriend lingered momentarily on the window ledge before leaping down and joining Richie.

“What’d they say?” Richie asked as they began walking together towards the beach, away from the town.

“Just Bill being Bill” Eddie sighed, shaking his head.

When Eddie jumped, Bill and Stan rushed to the window and watched as their friend landed on his feet. They studied Eddie and Richie who began walking towards a location they didn’t know.

“They better make it” Stan muttered under his breath, but Bill heard.

“D-Do you know ab-about them?” He turned to face Stan.

“Umm, no?” Stan shrugged, really not wanting to lie.

“That’s such bullsh-hit Stanley and you know it” Bill snapped, he pointed a finger at Stan’s chest.

Stan refrained from meeting Bill’s gaze, instead he looked over his shoulder, out into the property surrounding the town. He caught something out of the corner of the window, someone. “Shit” Stanley cursed. He pushed past Bill to stand in front of the open window.

Bill didn’t wait to find what Stanley was looking at, his brows furrowed as he watched a lady in a long trench coat follow in the same direction that Richie and Eddie went. “Is that-“.

“Yes” The curly haired teen confirmed.

Bill twisted around to face the other, “We need to help them” he said, determination written all over his voice.

“What? But Bill you-“

“They’re still our friends. And they need us” There was no stutter in Bill’s voice.

Stan nodded a little, “Assemble the Losers” He declared.

Word Count: 3524

Guys I cannot believe there are only like 4 chapters left to everfalls, I think- I uh suck at math so enjoy that. But seriously next chapter- the rest of the chapters are all amazing. I mean they're all amazing but the next chapters are the final so they're just insanely better. So be excited for that!

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why dont’t you still love me?- l.h

[ throwing major shade at arz in this] [ not only bc i h8 her but also bc i am in that kinda moood] [ I CALL MIKEYS GF CRYSTAL SO I’M DOING IT IN THIS]

the ding from your doorbell started feeling annoying, i couldn’t blame the kids that would show up for candy, you had your porch light on and two large bowls of candy being refilled every set of kids that come and i couldn’t lie that while waiting i had pieces of the sweets myself. but it seemed like i could barely make it to my seat near the door when the door rang again. 

this wasn’t my original plan for this time of year, i had plans for going out in a couples costume to micheals party that he was hosting with crystal but by the photos on twitter it looked like luke was having his fun with A in the exact couples costume me and him had planned. the doorbell rang twice and that snapped my thoughts out before quickly opening it and giving the kids my beloved candy.

when i was for sure that luke had stood me up for this one i made a quick trip and bought a bag or two of candy and mixed it with your own. i was considered a popular house for two reasons, one was because lots of fans recognized me and the other was becouse i handed out full candy bars- cause who the fuck likes that mini shit?

the ringing slowed to a stop and i decided to call it a night, flipping of the porch light and dragging my feet across the wood flooring with the rest of the candy. petunia walked beside me, she hated being left in the dark alone, often when me and luke left for the night we would leave the light in our room on wich doubled as extra protection against robbers.

i turned on the bedroom light and sat the bowl on our bed before going to the connected bathroom, i looked at my costume and remembered the photos. this was happening frequently now, luke dropping dates and then photos of him and arz surface, people started to think me and luke were broken up before starting to ship arz and him. i felt a pain strike my heart, i hated even thinking about it but... did luke even love me? does he see more in me than arz? does he even consider us a couple at this point?

i tossed the red hat into our room, petunia ran to fetch it, i chuckle and continue with her to keep my mind off of things. another doorbell chime ran throught the house which scared me and petunia, she barked at the sound. i figured it was some kid who was out late and didn’t know the rules for trick or treating.

i grabbed the candy bowl, much to my dismay of having even less of candy to chew my sadness into. i opened the door and see it wa s ashton, not a kid. i frown and look at him questioningly “i tried searching for you at the party and saw luke with arz before figuring you were here” he said, i nod and let him in. 

i let him follow me to the bedroom, i didnt feel like sitting, i wanted to rest my tail bone for awhile. i got in bed and ash looked at me “not even gonna switch the costume?” he chuckled “i feel tierd” i say and cuddle into lukes pillow. “lukes a dick” ash sighs “you can say that twice” i roll my eyes “what have you been doing tonight instead?” he asks, sitting on the white bean bag luke bought. “handing out candy, i figured i couldn’t just mope about all night” i shrug.

a breeze from the open window chilled me, before ashton could say something else the doors lock was fiddled with before being opened. lukes voice and arz’s talked tipsily, i felt another pain tear  my heart. i picked petunia up, i dunno why, she wasn’t normally allowed since she was super shedding this month but it was more of a comfort action, she seemed to be the only one - besides ash right now- that knew i was feeling toyed with. i set her beside me and hide away into her, she licked my forehead a bit, happy as all hell that she was finally on the bed.

i heard the footsteps that trailed in, each one felt like a stronger force trying to pry my heart out. the footsteps stopped in the door frame. i felt a tear rolldown and onto petunias coat, i apologized quietly to her. “the fuck are you doing in here ash?” luke said sternly “i could say the same to arz but that would be rude, huh?” ash spat. i could feel the glare that arz gave him.

it took a good while of everyone arguing and mytears falling into the beautiful beast of a dog before luke told arz and ash to shut up and leave. i stayed silent.

“you gon talk?” luke asked “i avoid your rambling in the morning and when i finally give you time you say fuck all?” he spat. i slowly removed myself from petunia before turning around, i probably looked horrid but i didn’t care. lukes deminer seemed to soften “i’ve been crying into petunia for a solit thirty minutes, i hurt, i wish you still loved me luke. why dont you still love me?” i mumble.

luke was immedietly at my side but i just got up and grabbed a blanket and pillow.

i slept on the couch that night.

luke

i tried to sleep, i didn’t want to wake up alone, wake up to everything of hers gone. so my soluition? don’t sleep at all. but my tierd state made fall asleep. 

when i woke up i held my breath, praying to hear something from her, something to indicate she wasn’t gone. i heard a small sniff and breathed out before shooting up. i ran to the living room, like my ears were fucking me over. but there she was, holding petunia and whispering sweet coos. i sat next to her and snaked my arms around her. “i fucking need you in my life” i whisper. she leans in and kissed my head. i was officially done with any girl but her. she was forever going to be my pride and joy. she always was, but my dumb ass brain couldnt comprehend that in time.

[eating-rocks]

all of them (or as many as you wanna do)

I’m really tierd so the spelling is probs crap

Ask Away

1. What is you middle name?Sofie Elisabet

2. How old are you?19.5 years

3. When is your birthday?March 24th

4. What is your zodiac sign?Aries

5. What is your favorite color?Pink, orange, green

6. What’s your lucky number?7

7. Do you have any pets?Two cats

8. Where are you from?La suecia

9. How tall are you?162cm /5´3″

10. What shoe size are you?Heels-EU: 37 UK:4 US: 6 ½Normal shoes- EU:38-39 UK:5-6 US: 7 ½-8 ½

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?Like, 5

12. What was your last dream about?No fuckning clue, my dreams are weird. 

13. What talents do you have?Idk. I can cook….and I’m sort of good at art. Well, there’s the beading, of course. Uhhh, that’s about it14. Are you psychic in any way?Don’t belive in that kind of thing15. Favorite song?Non atm16. Favorite movie?Fantastic beasts…. prehaps17. Who would be your ideal partner?Someone who doesn’t get annoyed when I’m being weird or when I’m having a trust issue episode. And they also need to get sarcasm and like puns18. Do you want children?Nope, and I can’t have them anyway19. Do you want a church wedding?Yes20. Are you religious?Very21. Have you ever been to the hospital?Like, 20 times in the past 2 years22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?No, I’m a good girl23. Have you ever met any celebrities?Youtubers only. 24. Baths or showers?Shower first to get clean, bath afterwards to relax25. What color socks are you wearing?One black and one grey26. Have you ever been famous?Lol, fuck no27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?No28. What type of music do you like?All29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?Yes30. How many pillows do you sleep with?1+Sana31. What position do you usually sleep in?Geko 32. How big is your house?Me and moms appartment is 107m^2 and has 3 bedrooms and two bathrooms+a 100m^2 yard with a glass porch. I’t pretty nice, but has too much hallway

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?I have the same smoothie every morning34. Have you ever fired a gun?No (I’m so tired I read finger gun at first)35. Have you ever tried archery?No but I want to, there’s an outdoor archery range about 500m from my house 36. Favorite clean word?uh, idk37. Favorite swear word?Fuck38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?~36h39. Do you have any scars?Tons of small ones40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?No, not that I know of41. Are you a good liar?Probably not42. Are you a good judge of character?Not sure43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?Nupe44. Do you have a strong accent?I don’t think so45. What is your favorite accent?Don’t have one46. What is your personality type?Idk. me??47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?A harry potty hoodie from wb studio in london48. Can you curl your tongue?Yes49. Are you an innie or an outie?Very innie, it’s almost gross50. Left or right handed?Both. I hold a pen with my right hand, though51. Are you scared of spiders?Fucking terrified

52. Favorite food?Sushi without raw fish53. Favorite foreign food?Same, I guess. Sushi counts as foreign, right54. Are you a clean or messy person?Both. I’m clean, but I’m also constatly exhausted55. Most used phrased?“Fuck you“ probably 56. Most used word?Fuck

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?about 10 minutes58. Do you have much of an ego?No, I don’t think so59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?Bite. I’m gay, I don’t suck on things60. Do you talk to yourself?Yea, all the time61. Do you sing to yourself?No62. Are you a good singer?I’m terrible63. Biggest Fear?Being dead. I don’t fear dying, I fear leaving loved ones64. Are you a gossip?No65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?Dunno66. Do you like long or short hair?Both67. Can you name all 50 states of America?Lol, nope68. Favorite school subject?English69. Extrovert or Introvert?Wallflower 70. Have you ever been scuba diving?No71. What makes you nervous?Life72. Are you scared of the dark?Yes73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?Depends on if the mistake has consequences or if it’s just a slip up74. Are you ticklish?YES!! I WILL kick your teeth out if you tickel me, though75. Have you ever started a rumor?No76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?Not really77. Have you ever drank underage?Ish78. Have you ever done drugs?Does prescribed one counts 79. Who was your first real crush?Don’t remember80. How many piercings do you have?0

81. Can you roll your Rs?“Yesh82. How fast can you type?p fast

83. How fast can you run?Not that fast

84. What color is your hair?Purple85. What color is your eyes?All of them86. What are you allergic to?pollen, gluten and lactose87. Do you keep a journal?No

88. What do your parents do?Mom’s a potter and I don’t want to talk about my dad

89. Do you like your age?No, make me tiny again90. What makes you angry?I AM A SMOL GURL FUELD BY RAGE 91. Do you like your own name?yes

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?I’ve thought of fur-baby (pets) names. 

Female dog: KeelahMale dog: LomerrynBrown poodle: Makkachin or VicchanOrange cat: Nugget or pumpkinRagdoll: PotyaNorse forrest cat: YuuriBengal: Yurio

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? don’t want kids

94. What are you strengths?idk

95. What are your weaknesses?Everything

96. How did you get your name?It’s the name of my maternal great grandmother97. Were your ancestors royalty?Hell nah98. Do you have any scars?I’ve answer this already99. Color of your bedspread?White-ish100. Color of your room?white

TMI TMI TMI TMI TMI TMI

1: What are you wearing?Socks, panties and a sleeping mask

2: Ever been in love?Yes3: Ever had a terrible breakup?Hell yeah4: How tall are you?162 cm5: How much do you weigh?~85 kg6: Any tattoos do you want?The deathy hallow symbol, a picure of my cat, some bible verses, ps3 controller, amongst other things7: Any piercings that you want?Septum, navel, snake bites and full ear8: OTP?Viktuuri, otayuri and adoribull9: Favorite Show?none atm10: Favorite bands?none11: Something you miss?Not being stressed out12: Favorite song?None13: How old are you?1914: Zodiac sign?Aries15: Hair Color?Purple16: Favorite Quote?”Back in the day they use to say you will not get far, but now today my insta page looking like post cards”17: Favorite singer?None18: Favorite color?Pink, orange, green19: Loud music or soft?Both20: Where do you go when you’re sad?Tumblr21: How long does it take you to shower?5-10 minutes22: How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?10-15 min23: Ever been in a physical fight?No24: Turn on?Raspy voice25: Turn off?Braging about dick size/experience in bed26: The reason I joined Tumblr?”Lol, why the fuck not”27: Fears?Insects, hights, death, darkness28: Last thing that made you cry?Life

29: Last time you cried?A few days ago30: Meaning behind your urlMe name and birth year31: Last book you read?Hamlet32: Last song you listened to?Tempeture-Sean Paul33: Last show you watched?Modern Family34: Last person you talked to?Mom35: The relationship between you and the person you last texted?Childhood friend36: Favorite food?Sushi37: Place you want to visit?Non38: Last place you were?Home???39: Do you have a crush?Ish40: Last time you kissed someone?10+ years ago41: Last time you were insulted and what was it?Don’t remeber42: What color underwear are you wearing?stripie white ones43: What color shirt are you wearing?Non44: What color bottoms are you wearing?non45: Wearing any bracelets?nope46: Last sport you played?Uh…..47: Last song you sang?Dunno, don’t sing much48: Last prank call you remember doing?Haven’t really prank called

49: Last time you hung out with anyone?A few weeks ago50: Favorite movie?Fantastic beasts

[robinbuckleysfringe]

I Solemly Swear That I'm Up To No Good

{here is the next chapter guys}

*set in POA*

Eleanor's POV

I was walking through the crowds of family's saying goodbye to each other on Platform 9 3/4 when I overheard someone talking about the mass murderer Sirius Black. I ignored it and made my way onto the train and into an empty compartment. I looked at the locket that was round my neck, opening it to see the pictures of my mum and dad. I smiled a sad smile knowing that they were both no longer in my life. And for some strange reason, I wondered wether the woman I had called my mother for eleven years still remembered me. I looked up from my locket when I heard someone enter the compartment, to find Fred and George, my favourite pair of red heads, walk in.

"Hey" I greeted them. "Hey" they both greeted back at the same time. "So" -Fred "How's your" -George "Summer been" they both finished together. "Oh the usual, you know? Not much. My grandmothers painting screamed at me again cuz I kept knocking over the hat stand in the hallway and Kreacher made rubbish sandwiches. What about you?" "Oh us?" George questioned. "We pranked Ron again, turned his hair purple for a week." Fred told me. "And then we continuously teased him that Sirius Black would kill him in his sleep. We went to Egypt as well." George finished. "Cool. So what do you think about Sirius Black escaping from Azkaban. No ones ever done it before, so why now?" "Dunno" they both replied. By now we were quite far from the station and the trolley lady was making her rounds. Since no one had much to say as we were all thinking about the previous topic, I got up and brought some sweets for us to snack on.

"I got Dumbledore again." I groaned, opening another Chocolate Frog. Suddenly the train lurched to a stop, causing me to go flying across the compartment into Fred. "Sorry." I muttered, blushing slightly. "It's alright." Fred replied back with a smirk on his face. I sat back in my seat. "What do ya think caused the train to stop? We can't be there yet" I wondered out loud. But my question was answered when at the air suddenly became cold. The cold air was like being inside a freezer, not that I've ever been in one. I felt as if I'd never be happy again. The compartment door opened and there stood a hooded black figure, a Dementor. I figured it was looking for someone. Someone who we were talking about not long beforehand. I stood up and moved towards it to speak to it.

"He's not here. Sirius Black isn't here. We're not hiding him." The Dementor appeared to not have listened to my words because it came nearer to me and started to try and suck the life out of me. I screamed, really loudly. I felt my body fall to the floor and then everything went dark...

Fred's POV

Ellie fell to the floor, unconscious, with the Dementor sucking the life out of her. Her skin was getting paler by the second. The compartment door opened again a man in run down robes walked in and said something under his breath, his wand pointed at the Dementor. The Dementor left the compartment and the man walked towards where George and I knelt next to Eleanor. "Names Professor Lupin. What happened?" George told him everything while I looked worriedly at Ellie. "What's her name?" He asked us. "Eleanor Black. Sir, why did the Dementors have an affect on her but not us?" I questioned the Professor. He was probably the new DADA teacher. "She might have had a bad past? I knew her parents so I don't see how..." He trailed off, deep in thought. "Try to wake her then give her some of this." He pulled out a bar of chocolate and gave it to George to look after. "Tell her that it will help."

Ellie's POV

I woke up to find to red heads faces above mine looking concerned. I sat up and rubbed my forehead, trying to get rid of my headache. The world was spinning. "What the bloody hell happened?" I asked. "And why am I on the floor?" The twins sat me on the chair and took turns explaining the story.

"Wait so this 'Professor' said he knew my parents?" I asked, putting quotations around the word Professor. "Yeah, and he told us to give this chocolate to you for you to eat when you woke up. And say," Fred said readying himself to try and do an impression of this so called teacher, "it'll help." "So what was this guys name?" I asked them, realising that we were getting nearer to Hogwarts. (I was already in my robes). "He said his name was Professor Lupin. Ring a bell?" George asked. "Not sure." I yawned, rubbing my eyes in the process. "Too tierd to think about it right now." And with that me eyes shut and my head rested on someone's shoulder, me falling asleep in the process. For how long? I have no clue.

I'm not sure how long my eyes were closed but i felt someone shaking me and trying to wake me up. "Go away" I mumbled, trying to turn away from them. "But we're at Hogwarts. Wake up!" I recognised that voice. Probably Fred or George's. "I don't want to wake up. I'm having a good dream, to good to wake up..." I am cut off because someone decided to use the 'Aguamenti' spell on me causing me to become wide awake quite quickly. "What the bloody hell was that for?!" I shout, using a spell to quickly dry my robes and myself. "You weren't waking up-" Fred started. "So we thought that was the best option" George finished. I just shook my head at them. "You two are so childish, you know?" "We know. Get told all the time." They said in unison. "So.... How long was I asleep for?" "About an hour..." George answered. I looked out the window to see we were just pulling into Hogsmede Station. Looking back at the twins I noticed them looking back at me. "LETS GO! WE'RE AT HOGWARTS!" I screamed, pulling the two out of the compartment where we were met with Lee Jordan (I think he was still trying to hit on Angelina but was, again, having no luck at winning her heart), Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell (she was in the year below us, so a fourth year), Alicia Spinnet (I don't like her. We had an arguement at the end of last year) and Charlie (one of my best mates, in real life as well so don't go saying anything). The whole lot of us noisily made our way off the train and towards the carriages where we bumped into the 'Golden Trio', aka Harry, Ron and Hermione (third years).

"Howdy people" I said cheerily, climbing into the nearby carriage. It was pouring down with rain and I didn't want to get stuck in it. I heard the others greet them before one by one they climbed into the carriage I sat in. We all talked for a bit, the conversation occasionally steering over towards the subject of Sirius Black. The man in the picture on the Daily Prophet looked a bit like the picture of my dad that was in my locket.

I stayed silent as we reached the gates of Hogwarts and walked into the Great Hall, voicing my opinion when I felt it was necessary.

The sorting happened quite quickly, guess my mind was just elsewhere. Dumbledore started speaking.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! I have a few things to say to you all, and as one of them is very serious, {AN: I felt like typing sirius, but thought against it, 😣. Maybe another time} I think it best to get it out of the way before you become befuddled by our excellent feast..." Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued. "As you will all be aware after their search of the Hogwarts Express, our school is presently playing the host to some of the Dementors of Azkaban, who are here on Ministry of Magic business." He paused, Dumbledore's speech was long. "They are stationed at every entrance to the grounds, and while they are with us, I must make it plain that nobody leaves this school without permission. Dementors are not to be fooled by tricks or disguises-or even invisibility cloaks," his gaze turned where the Golden Trio sat not to far away from me and the twins. "It is not in the nature of a Dementor to understand pleading or excuses. I therefore warn each and everyone of you to give them no reason to harm you. I look to the Prefects, and our new Head Boy and Girl, to make sure that no student runs foul of the Dementors."

I looked over at Percy who had sat up straighter at the mention of Head Boy. I rolled my eyes and looked back at Professor Dumbledore who started speaking again.

"On a happier note, I am pleased to welcome two new teachers to our ranks this year. Firstly, Professor Lupin, who has kindly consented to fill the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."

I turned to the twins as everyone clapped, unenthusiastically must I add, and said, "is that the teacher you were talking about on the train?" "Yup." They said simultaneously. I was about to reply but Dumbledore started speaking again.

"As to our second new appointment, well, I am sorry to tell you that Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs. However, I am delighted to say that his place will be filled by none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who has agreed to take on this teaching job in addition to his gamekeeping duties."

"Well I think that's everything of importance." Dumbledore stated after the applause, mainly from us Gryffindors, died down. "Let the feast begin!" With that food appeared on the table. I tried to not eat too much at Hogwarts because I knew that when I was at home in the holidays I would starve, being used to a lot of food and then suddenly having almost none I didn't want to eat everything I had at home because there wasn't much money to buy it with. I owned less than the Weasleys, and without being mean, that's saying a lot.

I stayed silent during the feast, listening to the conversations happening around me. Most people were talking about how Sirius Black escaped Azkaban. I just picked at my food, not feeling very hungry. "You okay?" The voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked up from my plate to see Fred Weasley looking at me with concern. "Yeah... I'm fine. Not very hungry." I sat quietly, keeping to myself for the rest of the feast.

Soon the feast ended and we all headed upstairs to Gryffindor tower so that we could go to bed. The Prefect said the password and the Fat Lady let is the common room. I headed straight to bed.

Being the first person in my dormitory I grabbed my pyjamas and hurried into the bathroom. I didn't want to have to make conversation with anybody, I wanted to keep to myself. Once I was dressed I folded my robes and placed them neatly on top of my trunk. I climbed into bed and the moment my head it the pillow, I was asleep.

"How should we wake her?" I could hear voices. "Aguamenti maybe?" Another voice suggested. "How about nothing?" I said sitting up in my bed. I wasn't a morning person, far from it, and I thought that by now, in our fifth year, my dorm would have learnt that. Apparently not. "Well your up so we didn't need to try and wake you." Came the voice of my best friend Charlie. "Oh hi Charlie, how are you? Now if you don't mind I would like to be able to get into the bathroom so I don't have to go to breakfast in my pyjamas." And with that I climbed out of bed, grabbed my uniform and headed into the bathroom.

I undressed and climbed into the shower my thoughts filled with my family. I thought about how my father disappeared one day and how my mum blamed me for it. I thought about how my mother never truly cared about me. I wondered who my father was and if he was still out there. I wondered what my mother was doing. I felt alone. It didn't matter how many friends I had and how much I knew they cared about me. I just felt so, so alone.

I quickly dressed into my uniform and ran out of my dorm, out of the Gryffindor common room and all the way to the Great Hall where I got my timetable off of Professor McGonagall. From there I ran back out of the Great Hall, ignoring any stares from fellow students and many from teachers, all the way to the Forbidden Forest.

"Accio guitar!" I called and soon enough my guitar came flying through the sky towards me. I sat in the middle of the clearing and started singing.

"Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

Violence is an energy Against the enemy Violence is an energy

Bringing on the fury The choir infantry Revolt against the honour to obey

Overthrow the effigy The vast majority While burning down the foreman of control

Silence is an enemy Against your urgency So rally up the demons of your soul

Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

The insurgency will rise When the blood's been sacrificed Don't be blinded by the lies In your eyes

Violence is an energy From here to eternity Violence is an energy Silence is an enemy So gimme gimme revolution

Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

Do you the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy

Overthrow the effigy The vast majority We're burning down the foreman of control

Silence is an enemy Against your urgency So rally up the demons of your soul!"

I took a deep breath. I strummed my guitar, starting another song.

"I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's only me and I walk alone.

I walk this empty street On the boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one, and I walk alone.

I walk alone, I walk alone I walk alone and I walk a

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone.

Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah

I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line of the edge And where I walk alone.

Read between the lines What's fucked and every thing's all right Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive And I walk alone.

I walk alone, I walk alone I walk alone and I walk a

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone.

Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah

I walk alone, I walk a

I walk this empty street On the boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one, and I walk a

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone."

I looked at my watch. 10:20. I had missed Transfiguration and was late for History of Magic. I don't know why I decided to take it for my OWLs. I stood up and started making my way out of the forest and back to the castle.

Third person POV

Too engrossed in the song she was singing, Eleanor didn't notice the black dog that had neared the clearing and was currently hiding in the shadows, watching her. The dog was hidden behind a tree. The dog watched intently as the girl finished singing the second song, looked at her watch and timetable, stood up and left the forest.

Sirius Black's POV (wasn't expecting that were you? Okay, maybe you were. I apologise if you were. I shall get on with the story)

I was hiding in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts hoping I would get a chance to talk to my Godson and be able to kill Peter Pettigrew when I heard someone singing. It was a girl's voice. In my animagus form, I followed the voice to a clearing. There, sitting on the floor of the forest was a girl, around fifteen or sixteen, playing the guitar and singing a song. I recognised the band that sung the song, Green Day.

The girl had midnight black wavy hair that reached to around the middle of her back. She looked familiar. I stayed hidden behind a tree as I watched her. Sounds creepy right? But I needed to know who she was. Finishing the song she looked up and directed her eyes towards where I was hidden by a tree. She obviously felt as if she was being watched. As she looked I saw that she had green eyes and had been crying. I again felt as if I knew this girl but couldn't place my finger on where I had seen her before. The girl looked back at her guitar and started strumming it again.

Once she finished this song, she checked her timetable and her watch. I'm pretty sure that I heard her mumble the word "shit" under her breath. She stood up and left to go back to the castle. I followed her to the edge of the forest where I saw her be greeted by an angry Professor McGonagall. I could kind of hear what was being said, me being in dog form and all. Then someone stepped next to McGonagall who shocked me to say the least, but what he said next shocked me as well.

💩💩💩💩💩AUTHOR'S NOTE💩💩💩💩💩

Hello people! *waves*

How are you? Did you like this chapter? Please tell me what you thought and how you think I can improve.

[datsunlife]

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It's amazing you can b surrounded by friends and family and be the loneliest person in the room and nobody knows how much of a broken down train wreck you are, and you get told other people have it worse off then you and you know deep down ur life is pretty easy but u wake up the next day and the amount of energy it takes to simply get out of bed leaves you tierd and you force yourself to exist to live every fucking feeling like you don't belong anywhere and hide the fact that you're mind is screaming for a reason. Like I dunno it seems with every passing day I'm loosing my way more and more and I'm just doing what I am to keep the people around me happy and I'm struggling to find enjoyment in life but hey then again nobody around me will ever know why I am like I am because nobody ever asks why I scream rage and carry on like a fuck head when it gets to much its just grow up leave ur anger in the past, how can I I'm not angry about the past I'm angry that I fuck up at every turn 2 steps forward 1 back sitting here spinning my wheels with no direction but hey not like anyone gives s flying fuck, guess I gotta keep trying

[teddy-feathers]

How's he supposed to know he's wrong or be expected to change if we dont confront him? ... That's... What half of me says. The other half says that when I treat him like he does me Im "being a bitch" (you know he only had to say it once years ago and i still havent forgiven him) or "being disrespectful" and its not because he is my father that its disrespectful behavior ergo he should know better hes 45 years old for fucks sake. But... We should be able to talk about this. Have an issue and discuss it like a family. I wont cant... I dunno say anything until i loose it and just stop caring. Rn im scared. Upset. Worried. Not that he'll hurt us just. Yelling. I hate yelling. And the guilts... Me. How i work. Not something he does. I feel pain when people are upset. Even if I want them to be hurting. And... Im tired of being told im wrong. Directly or indirectly. I feel stupid because no matter how well I word anything he and aunt eva need 5 seconds to tear everything down with logic until even though I feel Im right I know I'm wrong. Hes not a bad person. I always make him out to be the bad guy. Self victimization is a me thing not a him thing. Im just tierd of being upset.

[solosorca]

The worst looking cards in SIF (according to me)

(disclaimer, these are my opinions and if you like these cards then all power to you) This doesn’t include the initial u’s SSRs because we all know they’re ugly. Let me know which cards you think are the ugliest!

First, this damn Nico card. The concept is amazing, the outcome is... not (seriously, there’s an Umi SR in this kind out outfit and she looks gorgeous and she’s a damn SR!)

Honoka... your arm...

I hate everything about this card

Not only is Nico’s spine broke, she’s also grown an ultra long arm

why is it necessary to show where her crotch is? how is that material doing it in the first place??

This card is just uncomfortable

what is your face even?

There is a great post analysing the poses of the baseball set. For some reason this card looks wrong to me, I think it’s the way she’s twisting

There’s just something wrong with her face, it’s just a bit too big

I can’t put my finger on why I don’t like this card, it’s her face.

More weird Umi face (along with ugly cardboard dress)

Tiny Umi hands.

What even is this?

Just,,, why???

she looks dead

So awkward. So ugly. So WTF

I tierd for this card lol (it cost me about 3 gems) It just goes a bit too far into the cat girl concept

Your face Rin

Her spin is just so weirdly twisted. I’m sure she probably can twist like that, but it just looks super awkward.

On the plus side: she looks awkward like a giraffe.

I hate everything about this.

Guys... she’s 15. Look how high she’s pulling up her skirt! And her face is just awful!

she looks like she’s not wearing anything under that sheer blue thing. You can see the outlines of her breast perfectly.

The horror. The utter horror.

The most boring bikini card

Everyone’s favourite Hanayo. (this card doesn’t look too bad here, but in game she looks like she doesn’t have a nose)

I like this card unidolised. Idolised however is just too much, it looks like they threw everything at it hoping something would stick.

*shudders*

bendy noodle arms

So much ugly

*sigh*

was that butt shot necessary?

She looks like she’s 5!

more initial UR art

I saw this card on tumblr long before I started playing the game. I thought it was bad fanart.

Please stop doing this to best girl

she turns into Eli the sexy nun. which is worse.

Love the outfit. It is utterly ruined by the pose and her weird shorts.

Her head position looks so weird.

This makes me question my sanity

At least her thighs aren’t skinny???

A cursed image

The ugliest outfit. The shorts look like they were added as an afterthought

I just hate this card so much

I don;t hate this card because it’s ugly or anything, but because it’s so unsafe! If she’s driving a car then she needs fireproof overalls on so she doesn’t burn and if she’s on a bike she needs full leathers because she will scrap the skin off her legs, hands and arms. Hell, she’ll do that even with leathers! Do you want to die, Nozomi???

Hate!!!

You will be sucked into Nozomi’s cleavage

This outfit is just so boring and generic?? (so is You’s)

Really???

It’s just too over the top.

It’s just so ugly!

Her pose looks really awkward and what is up with her thumb??

I’m sorry! I just really don’t like her pose!

In game she looks like she’s got something in her eye and is just trying to get through the photoshoot.

I dunno what’s wrong with this card, it just doesn’t look right to me...

And now, a section I call ‘must maintain the thigh gap at all times not matter how terrible it looks!’

t

[fanon-fodder]

Story time children!

So my mom has a long standing and very LOUD aversion to nutmeg. Like, she hates it and complains every time a recipie calls for it, to the point that she will just eject the ingredient and pretend her cake isn't bland because She didn't substitute with anything else. BUT She bought it in bulk once though (?!?) So I try to use it before it goes bad, and apparently I always use too much and she hAtES it. And usually I get so discouraged I won't even finish whatever i was making if she sees me use it.

So yesterday I was making sum bombass pastries and just didn't put in nutmeg because fuck it I'm too tierd to apologize for my great fucking food that her majesty might sample. So, I told her there was some in it mostly to decoy her away from my food but she had some anyways and LOVED it she said it was the perfect amount and that I'd finally made nutmeg good.

Haha I'm a genius right? Mommy is so proud.

Well my lil' shit sister fucking loves nutmeg and she made her own pastries (our baking patterns are kinds of staggered) and she put in what I can only describe as a behemoth quantity (lol, tity) of nutmeg, like I dunno if nutmegs come in beans, or trees, or leaves or whatever but she put the powdered mass off half a rainforest into her pancakes and I was like 'woo, that's kind of intense when I had a bite' but my mom, my freaking mom who hates nutmeg like it's a scourge waddles into the kitchen after we've put everything away and frowns at the pancakes and is like 'is there nutmeg in this?' To which my chill lil' monster sister just shrugs "nope." And eats her nutmeg-instead-of-flour pancakes pushing one at Mom.

Who eats it, and fucking loves it.

@;!"!;$.·~

[stipulatedconflict]

Band interview with Purple-X(Oslo/Norway)

Pic is taken by My Scene Sucks(https://myscenesucks.com)

I got to know Turd through Skunk at the Lubricant show at Blitz. Skunk told me that Turd got a new(?) band called Purple-X and I grabbed the chance to get an interview for Purple-X. Their sound is like intricate emotional expression of depressive Norwegian winter. The guitar sound is remarkable which incites anxiety by its relentless riffs and vocal is groaning like from hell on sometimes quirky but very tight rhythm section.

They gonna release their demo by tape on Byllepest Distro. And they are having their release show on August 26th at Barrikaden. Listen to their songs and check their show.

Bandcamp: https://byllepestdistroofficial.bandcamp.com/album/bpd031-purple-x-demo-2017

BPD031 - PURPLE X DEMO 2017 by PURPLE X

The interview starts from below;

-So,who is in the band?is there any band which any of you have played
or been playing or currently playing beside Purple-X?

Turd:

I play with mathias in another band called Terrorstat been playing for some years.
me and adi been jamming for years but never had the time to play together, also been playing with tone in our old house-collective-band Internt Oppgjør. so jee its like a big soup of incest.

Mathias:

Just to be clear: Turd plays guitar, Tone sings, Adi plays bass and I play the drums. Incest is good, because then you get to play with your friends.

-Is there anyone who is deeply involved in any DIY punk activities like running label,writing zines,taking pictures,designing,organising shows etc in Purple-X?

Turd:

hmm been working/living in barrikaden for some years now. fixing backline, making food, playing shows etc..

also been printing merch for bands ive played in.

-Is there anyone who is deeply involved in any activities which is not any relation to DIY/punk thing? Art, Other type of music, publication,extreme sports or any other?

Mathias:

I go to the swimming hall and jump from the diving board to practice stage diving.

-How did Purple-X start in the beginning?how did all of you get together?Did you know each others before it started?

Mathias:

We knew each other, yes. Can't remember how it started. I would guess it probably had something to do with alcohol.

Turd:

Known adi for maby ten years or somthing.. and we wanted to play together and mathias is a kick ass drummer soooo we started to jam. we had another vocalist for some time but did not work out.. then tone came along and it was perfect!! woooh

-Why did you want to form Purple-X?

Turd:

was abit tierd of playing shitty punky punk and wanted something that was a bit more challenging.

Mathias:

No shrink.

-Was there any specific idea of sound before Purple-X started?

Turd:

Hmm i was listening alot to nuke york stuff and wanted to make something that is not so traditional oslo..

but also been litsening to alot like post punk stuff.. dunno, hard to be so strict about how we should sound.

Mathias:

I read in a magazine that if you're a strange anti-social loser, you can just form a band and you will get attention and you will get laid. So that's what I did.

Pic is taken by My Scene Sucks(https://myscenesucks.com)

-How do you describe the sound of the band by your own words?

Mathias:

Native Americans chasing and killing cowboys. Not our own words though. Somehow I keep picturing people playing frisbee when I listen to our demo.

-Is there any specific bands gave influence/inspiration to Purple-X sound?

Turd:

too many good bands these days!

-What kind of elements/influences do individual members bring to the band to sounds like Purple-X?

Mathias:

For me, I take inspiration from different stuff. As a drummer I'm inspired a lot by jazz drumming and Zach Hill from Hella as well as US and Norwegian hardcore. I like to incorporate beats and rhythms from different genres like surf, jazz, salsa, 70's rock/pop, bossa nova and reggae etc. into punk.(not that we sound much like any of those genres though) Personally I don't believe punk or hc is limited to any type of beat. Just play it fast and hard and you're good.

-How did you decide the band name?is there any special meaning?

Turd:

its a wordplay on perplex

-I heard that you guys were staying in the practice studio for 2 years before you had first gig. It is very long! Why did it take so long?

Turd:

jee we all had different bands and this was kind of a side project in the start and we did not want stress it

Mathias:

We had trouble finding a singer, so we basically made the first set list without vocals. Then Tone came in and changed our lives. She of course had to go through our special band ceremony where she had to eat a live baby goat. After we told her it was just a joke, she quickly left the band, but we kidnapped her back and so now she's a slave for rock n roll for all eternity.

-How was your first show at barrikaden?any good response from crowds?

Turd:

it was super fun! got a lot of good feedback! cant wait to play our next gig the 26 of august!

Mathias:

Very good. We were pretty good. Only good feedback and everybody liked us.

Pic is taken by My Scene Sucks(https://myscenesucks.com)

  -How's the punk scene in Oslo?

Turd:

it goes up and down. now its a lot of new good bands tho!

Mathias:

We are all happy and everybody's on welfare. We don't need to riot or squat houses because govt just gives it to us for free. It's just like Cuba only we can choose what we want to eat. And also our nazis make very low quality stickers, so they're easy to take down. It's basically utopia.

-How do you think about playing in a band in Oslo? comparing to playing a show in abroad?

Turd:

Its always nice to play abroad and meeting new people of the punkrock family and old friends. Also to see the reaction of people at the gigs. we havent played abroad yet with Purple-X but planning a tour in January. looking forward to freezing our ass off in the car.

Mathias:

I think I understand your question!

I haven't played that much abroad, but we were in Ireland with Terrorstat. Met a lot of good people and got to drink a lot of Buckfast which is an awesome and rare life-enhancer for us europeans.

-Which bands are you playing together a lot?any bands you feel sympathy as in a same scene?

Turd:

Haha only had one gig so far. but we been quite active with Terrorstat (me and mathias other band) and i like Båndtvang and Negativ maby the coolest new bands we have been playing with.

-Is there any bands you feel sympathy for the sound/attitude in abroad?

Mathias:

Dawn of Humans from NY is a good one. They played an unforgettable fucking brilliant show here in 2015. Crazy and good people as well!

I'm also looking forward to us playing with Urochromes in September - one of the better bands I've heard lately.

-Is there any good bands out there in Oslo or Norway which we should keep our eyes on in these days?

Turd:

Terrostat!! haha we are releasing a split 7" with Surge from ireland in september. just some shameless selfpromotion

Mathias:

Negativ and Båndtvang are two of the best hardcore bands from Oslo that are playing at the moment. Negative have an awesome energy and innovative playing as well as keeping it somewhat primitive. All good people. Båndtvang is like a mix between VOID and Die Kreuzen. The snarling vocals and fast chaotic instrumentals is the exact type of hardcore we need more of.

-How do you guys compose songs?some specific members are dedicated to it to bring completed song?or more like bring some riffs and developing it by jamming?

Mathias:

Usually Tord(guitar) or Adi(bass) bring some riffs to the rehearsal basement and we form the structure together. Tone writes all the lyrics and vocals. Everything comes very naturally and happens in between a cluster of bad jokes.

Turd:

I think its important to bring riffs to the rehearsal for jamming and improvement and also to get all the personalities in the band to the song.. we are all doing this together!

-You guys will release tape from Byllepest Distro. How did this happen?

Turd:

been playing with daniel (byllepest distro) in other bands before and also been partners in crime for some years. he heard our rehersal and wanted to put us out!

-Why do you choose tape as format of release? was there any attachment for tape?

Turd:

I LOVE TAPE! Also i think its a good format for releasing our first demo. And also just wanted to put out the songs we been playng to much for ourself in the gloomy basement of Barrikaden..

Mathias:

Turd loves tape.

-What is the further plan for Purple-X?

Turd:

We already started making plans for a 7" with new songs, a tour in January and print some merch!

Mathias:

Play good music, develop, release albums. I want to release a 12" LP, 'cause then you don't need to flip the record all the time and I'm lazy.

-Is there any specific goal/aim for Purple-X to achieve?

Turd:

Get weird or something. want to get evil as well.

Mathias:

Tour in north korea.