#i know people love weh but i just can't finish it

[screw-u-vaanu]

I saw someone on Reddit rank the standalone books, so here's my list.

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Familiar Pt. 2

CHAPTER SONG: Good Pussy Problems - Jada Kingdom

Tag list: @lppriceisright @callmewifey @briacreations96 @ilovelulu @doramilaj233 @littlebizcuit @ziayamikaelson @andibecamethestars @6-noir @s0lam33y @briacreations96 blacknthick7

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"Jay, betta yuh did put seh yuh waan ah fiftee percent fih yuh royalties dem." (Better you did put that you want fifty percent of your royalties) Dom ran his fingers over his face, you'd both been in his living room going over the proposed contract N'Jadaka's assistant had sent.

"Mi know weh mi ah do. If mi tek a bigga cut dem nah guh waan me fih own mi masters dem." (I know what I am doing, If I take a bigger cut they won't want me to own my masters) You respond.

"Jah, yuh really ah guh tek twenty five percent fih now doh?" (You're really going to take twenty five percent for now though?) Dom hisses his teeth and you shake your head.

"Yes, Domingo." You roll your eyes, sighing in frustration. He couldn't see the bigger picture. If I owned my masters, later on I could sell my catalog for way more. "Mi haav mi yiy dem pon eh goal. Mi know weh mi ah guh do." (I have my eyes on the goal, I know what I'm going to do.)

"Wah bout yer name and merch rights?" (What about your name and merch rights) He asks, raising a brow. "It seh dem waan gi yuh twenty percent wah di rassclaat kinda deal is dat?" (It says they want to give you twenty percent what the fuck kind of deal is that?)

"I'd own my name, and be able to get 40% of the tour profits." You explain. Owning your masters and your name was the way to make money. You could get brand deals that were 100% all yours by owning your name and as far as your master's, you could sell your catalog to the highest bidder later on.

"Ah. Is yer money, mi nah guh three meds it." (It's your money, I'm not going to stress about it.) He says, handing you back your iPad.

You finished all your adjustments before sending the email back. You'd spent the two days given to read over every fine print before adding that You'd own your masters and name. You were smart, your grandma raised you. She taught you about looking out for yourself and your little brother. She'd taught you about hoe ruthless and wicked people could be over money.

You'd come from nothing and did everything you could to ensure you never were in that position again financially. You still had a long way to go before you were happy with your finances but for now you were comfortable.

"Mi ah come guh mi yaad." (I'm going to my house) You say, hugging Dom before grabbing your stuff and heading out.

_

"The sound already has 15,000 videos under it." Shuri says, as you gather your things. You'd just signed to their label, after they'd agreed with your terms for the contract.

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UdakuRecords Welcome @Twinkle to the Udaku Family <3

RiriWi Real music, Real Girl #IDG1F

ShuriUuu They're not ready for you yet #idg1f

NjadakaU Pretty girl love money #idg1f

RamondaUdaku Welcome to the Family, can't wait to meet you.

DestinYyy How cute

The label posted a picture with you in the studio today, doing vocals for the track. The picture had went viral, several blogs and news stations picked up the story of you signing onto Udaku Records. N'Jadaka had you scheduled to do several interviews that would be released Thursday in time for the songs drop on Friday. It was Monday.

Tomorrow, and Wednesday was going to be packed. You had the interviews, and a photoshoot that all needed to be up by Thursday. They planned to break the internet Thursday before dropping your song.

So far the song was on Tiktok, Instagram reels and Youtube shorts. People were already singing the few lyrics and posting themselves to the trending song. You made several alluring videos with your best friend/hairstylist Azura filming you. Your hair had changed several times in the span of a weekend.

You'd went to your condo, where Azura filmed you in a bathing suit as you posed and made faces at the camera. Once you'd gotten the video and layered a new snippet of the song, you posted it to your Instagram.

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Twinkle Call me what you want #idg1f

RiriWi Damn ma...

ShuriUuu God took his time with you.

Azuradidollie Whew mumma heavy, look how di gyal batty fat ehhhh? Yuh angle, triangle dat.

NJadakaU I wanna call you mine

BadGalRiri @Twinkle Caribbean girls run tings

Spiceofficial Big chuneee

chrisbrownofficial Check your dms mama

ChampagnePapi Ass on houston texas but the face look just like Claire Huxtable.

MayaBee Pretty girl

"Yuh see di amount ah celebrities inna yer comments?" (You see the amount of celebrities in your comments) Azura laughs, as you both ate fried chicken with rice and oxtail gravy.

"I know." You feel your face heat up as you shovel rice into your mouth.

"Wah Maya ah duh inna yer comments? Unnuh neva agree fi nuh comment, like or follow one anudda?" (What's Maya doing in your comments, Haven't Ya'll agreed to not comment, like or follow each other?)

"Yah ask mi? Mi nuh see nor hear from di gyal since Saturday mawning." (You're asking me? I haven't seen or heard from the girl since Saturday morning) You shrugged.

"Da gyal deh sick mi fucking tomach, mi nuh know why yuh ah pree har. She all fi har self." (That girl there sicks my fucking stomach, I don't know why you take her serious. She's all for herself.) Azura kissed her teeth as she drank her sorrel.

"Zur, mi like har. She haav sum bad ways but she's a good person." (I like her. She has some bad ways but she's a good person.) You defend her.

"Tan deh mek har tun yuh inna yamhead. Yuh coming like jelly back. Da gyal deh naav nun bout har. She don't waan yuh win, look how she did diss yuh and yuh let it go." (Stand there and make her turn you into a fool. You're weak. That girl don't have anything about her. 'worthless') Azura declares and you shake your head.

"Not too much on my girl." You cut your eyes at her and she laughs.

"Tan deh wid di likkle badmind gyal." (Stand there with the little jealous girl) Azura sticks her tongue out and you roll your eyes.

"Gweh!" (Move) You joke.

"Nyam mi front and gweh." (Eat my pussy and go away) Azura retorts, rolling her eyes and you laugh.

"Been there, done that." You wink.

A knock on your door, has you up and headed for the door. There's only three people that can come up without the front desk alerting you. One of which is here and the other was out of town. Your face set into a scowl and your nose wrinkled as you opened the door to see Maya.

"What?" You say, looking her up and down in annoyance.

"Baby, I'm sorry." Maya says and you sigh.

"Is this going to be a reoccurring thing? You being in your feelings because I'm pursuing music?" You ask. She'd walked out on Saturday upset when you told her you planned on signing onto Udaku Records. She'd tried to convince you to sign onto her label despite you having told her before it would never happen.

"It's not about the music, Jay..." Maya muttered. "I don't like Rina and it's not just about her dissing my album. She wants you, I saw how she looked at you that night at the club. Hell look at what she and that skinny giraffe are saying in your comments."

Did she really just call Shuri a giraffe? Dis girl...

"Maya, you've got to get over that. People are always going to want me. You think I don't deal with this shit with your label mates and the industry community dicks that are always aimed at you?" You hissed your teeth. "You can either choose to accept the fact that I'm yours and deal with whatever comes or we're going to have to just call it quits from now."

"You'd break up with me?" She whispers, her eyes wide and tears already starting to leak.

"Yes. I wouldn't want to but it's not fair what you're doing, you're punishing me for other people's actions. You were pissed when you hadn't heard from me Friday night but you've ignored me since Saturday morning. That's a double standard that I will not put up with." You insisted, crossing your arms as she cried. You wanted to hold her and wipe her tears away but she couldn't treat you like this and think sorry and some tears would fix things.

"Ok, I understand. I'm sorry for ignoring you and for punishing you." Maya croaked out, her voice low. You nodded.

"I forgive you." You assure her but when she moves to step forward you place your hand on her chest. "You ignored me for 2 days, now it's my turn. Talk to you Wednesday evening."

Her mouth dropped open as you closed the door in her face laughing, you always gave in to her when she acted like a spoiled brat but this time you wouldn't. She needed to tighten up and give you the same energy you gave her when it came to her career, the spotlight and the many people lusting after her.

"Yes goodie... yuh gag har backside." (Yes, beautiful. You gagged her ass) Azura was dying with laughter.

"Yuh seeh yuh..." (You see you) You shook your head before climbing back on the couch to finish your food.

You can apologize with chocolate - You 6:57 pm

Understood baby, I'll see you Wednesday. - Babes 7:00 pm

Wednesday evening. I love you spoiled brat - You 7:03pm

-

"Hi, Twinkle. It's so good to meet you! I've been obsessed with your song." Nessa says, and you smile at her.

"Thank you for having me." You say.

"So, everyone's dying to know. Who was Which Gyal meant for?" Nessa asks, and you laugh as she butchered the words in a fake patois accent.

"Just a likkle song fi any gyal weh haav mi name inna har mouth. Mi nuh inna di chattings wid people pickney so mi mek eh song fi any gyal weh waan trouble mi or has troubled mi." (Just a little song for any girl that has my name in her mouth. I'm not into the talking with people's kids, so I made the song for any girl who wants to trouble me or has troubled me.) You see she looks lost so you say everything again in english.

"You have a beautiful accent." Nessa compliments and you thank her. "You recently signed on to Udaku Records and have been teasing a song. Idg1f. Can you tell us what inspired the song?"

"Well I had the lyrics in my head and a little melody. I've had so many people come at me crazy because I was in a very public relationship almost 2 years ago. I've said before and I'll stand on it, I love money and anyone who wants to give me money can definitely do it. I'm a pretty girl, I know what I deserve and that's how I've made a living just being pretty." You explained and Nessa raised a brow.

"You were with Chris Brown, no?" Nessa asks coyly, and you roll your eyes playfully.

"Yes, I was. However he's irrelevant now." You reply with a shrug.

"Many people speculated Which Gyal was about Ri, are you and Rihanna cool now?" Nessa asks and I shake my head.

"I barely know her personally. We never had any problems, so I don't know where that narrative came from." You answer, honestly. "I love her, she's so creative and multifaceted. There's nothing but respect for her."

"We all saw Drake and Chris in your comments. How do you feel about that?" Nessa questions.

"No disrespect to Drake but he's too corny for me personally. I can't get with his antics and as far as Chris, well he knows what's up. That's it." You lick your lips.

"Rihanna was also in your comments, giving you a stamp of approval." Nessa continues. "What do you think of that?"

"As I said before, I have the utmost respect for Rihanna. She's an icon, I look up to her. She's paved the way for Caribbean girls and I can only hope that I make her proud." You felt conflicted because while you grew up liking Rihanna, you knew she could be very shady. She'd never spoke on you before besides saying you were a non factor when asked in an interview when you and Chris were dating.

The rest of the interview goes pretty smooth. Towards the end as Nessa's closing out her producer comes over and shows her something on his phone. Nessa looks from the phone to you before nodding at whatever the producer says. He walks off camera and Nessa looks at you again.

"So what do you have to say about Maya posting you on her social media?" Nessa inquires and you stare at her in shock .

"We're cool, so--"

On the screen in between Nessa and I on the wall is Maya's latest post and you blink as you see it.

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Mayabee I love you, baby. You are my sunshine. @Twinkle

Azuradidollie dutty tinkin gyal, weh di fuck yuh ah post mi bomboclaat fren fah? yuh is ah waste gyal fi tru, only batty bwoy do dem tings deh.

You can't find anything to say as you stare at the screen in shock. She hadn't even discussed this with you before she went ahead and posted that. You were angry beyond words.

"Still cool?" Nessa laughs, and you narrow your eyes at her. You took a deep breath to calm yourself before releasing it.

"No. We're not cool at all." You say, taking the ear piece off and tossing it down before grabbing your bag and walking out.

-

You had finished the rest of your interviews in autopilot. Your energy was faked, you felt betrayed by Maya. This wasn't the actions of someone who cared about you, this was a calculated move that you were sure was brought on by her label and manager.

All the time spent hiding and keeping you a dirty secret just for her to out your relationship the moment you were finally getting attention on you for the right reasons was sickening. You'd never pressured her or argued when she chose to follow her label and manager's decision to keep your relationship quiet.

You were supportive and you put her career and goals first. Any other time this would have been what you wanted but right now you felt used and like a prop. You blocked her number and blocked her on all your social media's, not caring to hear what she had to say.

Over and over she'd shown time and time again you were not on the list of her priorities. You could argue away most of her bad habits and bad ways but this. There was no excusing this. You couldn't defend it because there was nothing that she could say that would make you feel even remotely ok about any of this.

Today was your photoshoot and you were numbing yourself to the hurt you felt. All the excitement dying down at things that should have been making you happy. You'd never dreamed of being in the position you were in and your joy was being stolen.

"What do you think about this, Jay?" Shuri asks as you, Riri and N'Jadaka are looking over the edits. The picture they all seemed to settle on was sexy yet cutesy. You had a huge bouquet in your arms, while posing in the gold sparkly dress Azura had helped you pick. Your tattoos were showcased in a very peekaboo way whilst the rest of your body was covered.

"It looks good." You agree, your tone giving off a 'whatever' kind of vibe.

"Alright, we'll use it as the cover to idg1f." N'Jadaka says. "It really matches the vibe of the song. Gotta give it to you Shuri, your vision is immaculate."

"It's all dependent on the artist." Shuri shrugged, looking at you with a small smile. You returned it though your smile didn't meet your eyes.

"You've been working your ass off ma." Riri agrees, looking from Shuri to you. "You've been locked in ever since the first day in the studio."

"I'm glad ya'll feel that way." You feel your cheeks warm, and you look down at your hands.

"I have a meeting but I just wanted to stop by and say that you're doing great, Jay." N'Jadaka adds, before reaching over to hug you. He dabs up Shuri and Riri before leaving.

"You hungry, Ma?" Riri inquires, she knew you weren't feeling like yourself. She and Shuri talked amongst themselves about taking you out to cheer you up.

"Afta mi belly naav nuh bottom." (After my belly has no bottom 'greedy') You laugh, before nodding.

"Alright, why don't you get changed and we'll take you out. You deserve to be celebrated. You've signed to our label, your about to release a single that millions are anticipating and you've been kept busy this whole week with promo shit." Shuri asserts, licking her lip. "Pick whatever outfit you want."

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🎶 You must be stupid, don't even flirt with me, what you doing mi nuh interested, keep it pushing, come outta mi face and give me some space. You likkle bit too nuff yute don't chat to me, A wha so? Don't make your friend dem gas you, cause this is a brand new moto 🎶

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Twinkle You must be stupid, don't even flirt with me, what you doing mi nuh interested, keep it pushing, come outta mi face and give me some space. You likkle bit too nuff yute don't chat to me. #Single #idg1f

Azuradidollie Yes babes, mek di waste gyal know wah gwaan #idg1f

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ShuriUuu You free fi carry me out #idg1f

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RiriWi Give me money and buy me stuff #idg1f

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chrisbrownofficial she like eating pussy, I'm like me too 😉

User Ariana what are you doing here?

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Mayabee Jay, don't play with me.

User Girl go sit down and nurse your heart burn

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Kyliebabe Single but was just fucking on oh.... ok

Azuradidollie @Kyliebabe Ah yuh ah nyam har front?

User Why are you so pressed? your friend caused the drama babes.

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Shuri and Riri took you shopping to celebrate your newest achievements, before finally taking you to dinner. You'd had the wig taken off your head, and was wearing your hair out in a wavy silk press. Makeup free and natural, save for lipgloss and your lash extensions.

You posted the video Riri recorded of you walking, and twirling and posing to the lyrics of your song that you knew would hit Maya deep in the gut. You put the lyrics in the caption before using the hashtag single to make a statement as you had no interest in her, her label or her manager using you.

You put your phone on DND, as you ate your sushi and pasta. Throughout the dinner, the conversation was light. You all exchanged information about yourselves, favorite colors, music, artists, hobbies, goals, etc.

You found out that Shuri could play several instruments, and write her own music. The latter wasn't a shock as she had tons of writing credits. She wrote songs on the daily just by living and watching, she was beyond talented.

Riri could play the electric guitar, and was amazing at putting together beats. She could hear music in her head as she went about her day, and was always recording a melody that she had stuck in her head. You could see similarities in yourself and the both of them.

"What made you want to co-head the label?" You ask Shuri. Her family's music business venture was years old but you saw a significant change once she and N'Jadaka stepped up to be the new faces of the label.

Riri and Shuri shared a look, before Shuri looked at you. Her jaw was clenched and her body was tense. You could tell there was something there.

"Riri and I are together but at one point we had a third." Shuri explains which is no surprise to you. You figured they were together, everyone speculated but they had never confirmed. "Destiny's an artist on the label, I was only into producing when we got together but when I seen just how shitty a lot of artist's deals were, including hers... I chose to do something about it, it was shortly after my father and brother died that I pushed for N'Jadaka to head the label while I worked beside him. We worked to give our artists better deals than they'd previously had, whilst working to ensure the company was still making money."

"I worked tirelessly to give Destiny everything she wanted, because I saw how stressed she was not having creative control and being forced into the bullshit the label pushed on her. My father and T'Challa agreed that our relationship should be kept quiet as Destiny was a sex symbol and was more profitable and marketable as a single straight woman." Shuri rolls her eyes.

"After the accident, I finally had the chance to change the direction of the company to what I'd had in mind. However, I soon realized Destiny was only using Riri and I. The moment she had a better contract, she left us to be the industry mattress." Shuri laughs to herself.

"Why aren't you and Riri public now?" You ask, curious. They no longer had a reason to keep their relationship silent.

"The gag is we are. We're private not secret. We post each other, we're out and about with each other. We've just never addressed anything because we feel no need to. Everyone knows what's up with us." Riri declares, looking at you with a small smirk.

"That makes sense. Social media can be just as destructive as it is beneficial. Especially to relationships." You agreed.

"I take it you and Maya are no longer friends? " Riri raises a brow as she looks you over.

"No, we are not." You shrug, rolling your eyes at the mention of the girl. Azura was right, and you saw that clear as day.

"So, you're a free agent." Shuri watches you through hooded eyes, as she sips on her bourbon.

"Why do you want to know?" You look at her with a wide smile on your face daring her to be bold.

"Just want confirmation that you're free before we have you coming all night. Not that you being in a relationship would have stopped the pursuit." Shuri's lips turn up as she watches your body flush at her words.

"Yuh think one dinna and ah likkle shopping can lock me dung?" (You think one dinner and a little shopping can lock me down?) You giggle as you sip on your lemon water.

"Definitely not." Riri denies, as she waves over the waiter to clear the table and bring the check.

"However we all know at some point you will be on your back with your legs spread open and your mouth wide as we work your fat pussy over." Shuri says and you clench as her words heat up your core. She used patois to say 'Fat pussy' and that had you feeling hot all over.

"Mmm mmm girl." You shake your head, giggling. "Yuh haffi work fi mi tight ole." (You have to work for my tight hole.)

"So, this is what working looks like. Now it's making sense why you were so pressed to work with Rina." You see Maya approaching behind the duo and your face drops as she opens her mouth.

"What are you even...." Your words fall off as you realize she still had your location on her iPad. You unlock your phone to remove her iPad and block it before locking your phone again. "What do you want?"

"Why the fuck are you out here acting like a whore when you have a whole girlfriend?" Maya exclaims.

"Whore? My girl outta di two ah wi? who ah whore? cuz mi know seh my pussy nuh haav more den 5 bodies pon ih." (My girl, out of the two of us, who's the whore? Cause I know that my pussy has no more than five bodies on it.) You match her tone.

"Mi neva yet disrespect yuh ar mek nubodi disrespect yuh yet, so don't ever innah yer life try diss me ar mi pussy." (I have never disrespected you or let anyone disrespect you so don't ever in your life diss me or my pussy.) You hiss.

"Why are you treating me like this?" Maya starts with her bag of crying and for once you feel nothing as the tears roll down her face. She can't cry and think she'll get her way.

"You called me a whore." You kiss your teeth. "That is not the words of someone who loves me or even cares about me. You'd think with all the slut shaming you and I have both endured, that word would have never left your mouth."

"I'm sorry." Maya cried. "I didn't mean to say that, I was just angry. I love you so much, Jay. I would never purposely hurt you, you know that."

"Disrespecting me and using me as a prop for your career wasn't you hurting me?" You scoffed.

"I didn't." Maya swears and you swallow as you see the look in her eyes. "I swear to you, I did not. My manager made the post on my page, I didn't know until after it happened. I would never use you in that way, you know I wouldn't."

"Maya, I love you." You see both Shuri and Riri share a look out of the corner of your eye but you keep your eyes trained on Maya. "I love you so much that I put you and your wants over my own. I let myself down to lift you up. If I'm being honest I overlooked the shitty things you'd do or say because I was that in love with you. But love should never feel like that, at least not the love I want. You're a good person, I genuinely believe that but you just aren't good enough for me. I deserve more, I deserve better. You've said sorry just about almost every day we've been together and yet you continue doing the same stuff you know hurt me. I'm putting myself first for once, and if that makes me a whore or selfish, or anything you want to call me that's fine because I've come to terms with the fact we aren't right for each other."

"Don't do this, Jay... I'll be better, I promise." Maya's face was pale as she cried. You felt embarrassed for her as everyone in the outside area was staring, cameras were flashing and you knew people were recording.

"I'll text you later." You sighed, before grabbing your purse and walking towards Maya. You wipe her tears and grab her hand, leading her away from the attention and cameras.

-

What do you guys think? Let me know below <3

[grimescum]

kind of a rant/vent? posting this in the "hellsing ocs" tag because there's quite a bit about my oc claudine here that i dont think i've mentioned before

in very simple terms i am currently thinking about her and how difficult it feels to make content for her

theres like. SO much i wanna draw with her that i just dont have the energy to. her over the top cartoony mannerisms, the fact that she is essentially genderfluid like alucard and can present as any gender she wishes, the fact that she has no particular weapon that isn't a fake or a gag weapon (like those bang guns), her horribly tacky vintage mom fashion sense,

she's so much fun in my head but i don't know how to convey that in art outside of stupid vaguely romantic drawings of her and walter and its so damn annoying. i can never string together enough coherent thoughts talk about her in any situations or scenarios or whatever. comics take a lot of energy, motivation and dedication that i fear i might not have. i get anxious writing dialogue for her because i worry about it being corny in a bad way. i feel like i can't write fanfic anymore because of my brain fog as well as, like, everything else i listed

i actually had an idea for a ""comic"", or more like a series of pictures with her and walter based on "you're at the party" by lemon demon that was gonna show off a LOT of things, like how her worm-parasites work to induce delusions and how she initially used it to lure in walter with the prospect of no longer feeling like an outsider and a tool

heres a few panels from that (started on may 5th 2024)

i've only done 7 sketches, technically i could still finish. i think the fact that it might take a while to do so might be part of it.

ALSO not to mention the fact that their relationship, in my head, is very interesting and something that brings me a lot of comfort to think about!!!!! but i cant verbalize it or make it physical through my art and jusg. ough

i guess i should just start small or at the very least try to work on how i feel when it comes to my art taking a while

shes not the best but i genuinely love her a lot. she embodies my favorite character tropes and she's a mix of a lot of characters i enjoy. i do admit i get a little jealous seeing other peoples hellsing ocs gaining traction (for good reason btw!!) as if the major difference between mine and other peoples is the amount of content for them. weh. wah wah wah wah

looking through my art of her makes me feel a bit better though. i think her personality shows well even in my sketches and doodles. wegh

[idril-la-wiccan]

Status Update - November 2023

Finally ! I was not a disappointment to myself ! /light-hearted

Ok, on a more serious note, I'm always happy when I achieve my goals, because I have a track record of projects I've started and never finished for X or Y reasons. Probably because of my scatterbrain attitude that I suspect to be due to undiagnosed autism and ADHD.

But that's a me problem, you're not here for that. You're here for this :

Out of the Abyss

Status : in hiatus.

I can't believe I've started this AU in 2021. I've worked on the entirety of Act I for two years, can you believe it ?

No wonder my motivation had been dwindling near the end : I was running out of creative juice ! That and I got brainrots towards other media/fandoms.

But at least, I was able to complete a good full chunk of the story, even if it ended on a cliffhanger. (Weh he he he ! >=])

And, for now I can't tell when I'll get back to it, but it's gonna be a little while. I still love OMORI, but it's not as much on my mind as it was at first. I can still enjoy other's content about it, but I must take a break from making content of it myself.

(By the way, I won't say your name because I don't know if you want people to know what you're up to with your own project yet, but know I'm reading it ! I've read up to section 1.7 of your chapter. I'm just a very slow reader, sorry about that... ^^')

On another note, I'll soon make a Masterpost for an easier access to most of my content for the different fandoms I've made content for. I remember someone had asked me about doing something like that for my Cookie Run comics and stories so I'm actually going to try that.

Speaking of which :

Cookie Run

A thief can learn a lot from a magician : in hiatus/pending.

3 New Oneshots : pending.

3 New Longer Fanfics : pending.

Yeah, it's gonna be a mess for my Cookie Run content. You guys are just gonna have to wait and see for this one. I'll at least try to tackle back the one unfinished fic whenever I can.

Pikmin

Castaway Redesigns : work in progress.

1 Fanfiction : pending.

Eye-Sprout AU : pending.

This is more streamlined. These projects are in order of priority so you at least know what to expect.

I've had difficulties to find time for the castaways but I'll finish what I started !

Eye-Sprout however, while I have ideas, I don't know where to go with it. Just don't expect it to be a full fanfic like Out of the Abyss, just ideas thrown together as long as they make sense.

Now, for the fanfic I DO intend to write, it will be Rescue Corps focussed and set after Pikmin 4 (with the idea that the timeline goes 1, 2, 4 then 3).

This will also be set elsewhere than PNF-404 (so no pikmin, only aliens) with our rescue team on a nerve-racking mission to save people from the clutches of a renowned scientist gone mad with power.

Expect some savory angst. =)

*****

Now, for these projects I just talked about, they will all be second priority compared to my next long term project that I plan on working on until it's done.

Which is :

Sweet Nightmares

My Yume Nikki-like/Yume Nikki Fangame (whichever you prefer to call it) that I began to work on long ago but then neglected because I was unsitisfied with my middle-schooler skills.

But NOW, as of writing this post, I will soon be 27 years old and long gone is the teenager who kept doubting herself ! And I have been itching to get back to this project ever since my motivation for Out of the Abyss winded down.

However, I won't go into details about it now, I'll make a seperate post for it when the time comes.

TL;DR : My next big project and top priority will be a Yume Nikki-like game called Sweet Nightmares. My OMORI fanfic AU is in hiatus until further notice and my Cookie Run and Pikmin projects will be low priority on my "To do" list.

Cordially, Idril.

[bicsbec]

Natural Melodies

Chapter 3: settling bones (ao3 link)

Luz had been insufferable when she heard the news. Stars in her eyes, enthusiasm through the roof; it made Eda smile.

King wagged his tail, still in her bag, being swayed this way and that in her excitement.

He climbed out of the bag and crawled up to Eda’s shoulder. "Details! Give us the details."

"Nah, it was boring stuff. Just discussions of financial mergers."

Luz elbowed her with a wink. "Sure, financial— "

Eda covered her mouth, muffling the rest. 

"But you don't keep a ledger," King said, still confused, Titan bless him. Eda picked him up from her shoulder, tucking him under her arm.

"That's enough out of you two. Where's the other one."

"Weh!"

"Stopped by Darius'." 

Eda made a mental note to crow Darius later and ask if Hunter was staying for dinner or not. 

Co-parenting. With Darius Deamonne. 

She would've laughed at the thought even a year ago. 

She shook her head, setting King down on the dining table. "Alright, I'm gonna start on dinner. You two can help or make yourselves busy."

"I'd love to help, but I'm…working on—stuff," Luz said suspiciously, still as see-through as ever. "I'm in my room, please don't need me," she said quickly, turning sharply to the stairs and up to her room.

"I'd help, but I don't want to," King said, hopping off the table and waddling away.

"Oh, no you don't, buster," Eda put her foot in his way. "It's your turn to set the table. Hop to."

King grumbled, redirecting his waddling to the cupboards.

Making dinner took a little more time than it used to, but Eda always managed. It had always seemed like a chore when she was younger, something that needed to be done in order to function. A prolonged lesson in potions that seemed to haunt her through life. Now, it was the time she had to slow down and think. She looked forward to moving through her kitchen at a practiced pace, surrounded by the aroma of the food that comforted her children and accompanied her thoughts.

"Need help?"

Eda nearly jumped out of her skin. She turned to find Raine leaning on the kitchen island, peering over the open page of her cookbook. 

"Raine. Hey. You scared me."

"Sorry," they gave her an apologetic smile. "Seemed like you could use a hand."

"Hardy-har," Eda deadpanned. "I'm just about finished. It'd be great if you could make sure it doesn't boil over while it stews. I'm going to check on Luz."

"I can do that."

"Thanks," she kissed their cheek as she passed them, making her way over to Luz's room.

"Knock, knock," she said, rapping her knuckles on her door. "Can I come in, kiddo?"

"Uh, Eda! One second!" 

Eda opened the door slightly, peeking to see Luz scrambling to close some books and tucking away loose papers.

"Watcha doin', kid?" Eda asked, stepping into the room.

"Um, nothing?"

"You ain't fooling me, Luz. Is it illegal? Y'know I wouldn't be mad if it was."

"No…" she said, pulling out her pile of books. "I've just been thinking about stuff."

The spines of the books had titles like Collapsed Civilizations , Democracy Now , and Rebuilding Broken Systems .

"The Isles are still so broken, I’ve been trying to think up ways to help," she explained. She pulled out a paper filled with lists. "And I've been drafting up a new curriculum, one that doesn't center around coven preparation."

Eda took the paper, looking over Luz's handwriting and notes.

"This is a lot of work, you can't do it alone," Eda said. "You'll need help and people in high places to get even a quarter of this in motion. You gotta stop carrying the world on your shoulders, kid. Luckily, we know the right people for the job."

Luz lit up, getting those stars in her eyes again. "Really? Can you ask Raine about it?"

"Oh, sure. I was thinking more like Darius and Eberwolf, but I'll run it by them. I'm sure Bumpikins will be eager to lend an ear, too."

Luz squealed, hugging Eda tightly. "Oh, thank you, Eda!"

"No worries, kiddo. Dinner's almost ready, by the way. You can head down if you like."

"Okay, I'll finish up here real quick."

Eda made her way down, finding Raine stirring the cauldron in the kitchen. Something in her gut stirred nervously, like it wasn't sure if the image before her was real or not. But she knew it was, Raine wasn't going anywhere. This time her heart didn't hurt as much, knowing that she got to keep this feeling for a while longer.

Raine heard her step into the kitchen, looking back at Eda. "Hey, you. I'm pretty sure this is done."

"Then, let's dig in."

Eda was pretty sure she'd followed the recipe as she always did, but something about being surrounded by the conversation of her kids and her partner as they all ate made the meal taste different, richer. She supposed that was what love did, it made life richer.

"Luz is a brilliant kid," Raine said, reading through the notes she'd given Eda. They'd been getting ready to go to sleep, when Raine spotted the pile of papers beside the nest. They looked cute in one of the hoodies Eda had stolen from the Human Realm and a pair of "running shorts," as Luz called them; they were the best fitting clothes Eda could find for Raine to sleep in. 

"Yeah, she is. But she can't do it all alone," Eda said, kicking off her slippers and stepping inside the nest. Raine extended an arm out for her, Eda curling up beside them.

"It's definitely a feasible plan, I have a few notes here and there, but yeah. It's in the realm of reality," Raine said, plucking the sparkle pen Eda had snatched from Luz from the tangle of twigs in the nest. They clicked it, lighting it up; Eda resisted the urge to swat at it.

"Ever the teacher, you are," she said, her eyes following the shimmering bottom. Eda felt their chest rise with their chuckle.

"Yes, well, old habits and all that," they said, writing along the margin. "Do Eberwolf and Darius know about this?"

"I called after dinner to ask if Hunter was staying over, told Darius to pass the message along. He seemed interested. Also told me that Snapdragon was stirring up trouble, along with the illusionist creep and Mr. AA."

Raine’s grip on the pen tightened at Snapdragon's name, their lingering resentment evident. They paused, confused by something.

"Who? Vitimir? He's in Alchemists Anonymous?"

"My darling bard, the Potions Coven should've been rebranded Alchemists Anonymous years ago."

"Yikes."

"You were really in your own bubble over there, huh?"

Raine shrugged. "There were more pressing matters than coven gossip."

"True enough, but now you can't fill me in on all the dirty laundry those pompous freaks had."

"Sure I can," Raine said, turning the page over, scanning and scribbling. "Darius still has that embarrassing crush on Blight, but he'll deny it. Eberwolf likes going to pet groomers to get his fur done. Mason has several projects dedicated to palistrom wood harvesting. Vitimir has stands, plural, in the Night Market. Terra is just horrible in general. Hettie and Osran had a few bribes here and there, mostly rejecting wild witches that needed healing or helping see where they would appear next, y'know, respectively. I was a traitor to the Emperor. And, well, the Emperor was a dick." They looked over at Eda when they were met with silence. "Most of that showed up when I was investigating the emperor's schemes, draining spell research. Darius and Eberwolf's I had to learn by proximity."

"Rainestorm, you've never been more attractive than right now."

Raine snorted. "You're ridiculous," they said, setting Luz's papers and their glasses aside. 

"What I am is in love with you," Eda said, pulling them closer by the collar. They easily followed, smiling and shaking their head as they wrapped their arms around her, pulling her to their side. Raine kissed her forehead, one gentle hand cradling her neck underneath her ear, then ducking to kiss her lips. It was a soft kiss, patient and gentle, heart melting, really. Eda felt her face warm when Raine pulled away.

Even after all the years that had gone by, they still fit together in a way that felt right. They were worn around the edges, too long apart to be the perfect fit anymore, but not enough where it didn't make sense. Raine’s arms belonged around her, their hands following the curve of her body from her back to her thigh, leaving a warm trail that made Eda want to live under their skin and feel them around her at all times. 

"Hey, Eda?" Raine whispered to the ceiling as their hands settled where they should live on her body.

"Hm?"

"I'm in love with you, too."

Eda’s hand settled over their chest, above their heart, above skin she knew to be warm and alive and flowing with blood. Skin that was soft to the touch and a heart with a steady beat, peaceful and persistent. 

Her obsessive cycle finally quieted down. Raine was alive. Raine was by her side. They were together. She was likely never to complain again, her life was so damn near perfect.

Sleep settled over them quietly, like the gentle exhale of a breath held for two decades, finally free of anticipation. 

Eda opened her eyes to see Raine sprawled out over their blankets, jaw hanging open, arm thrown over their head, blanket kicked off their feet and bunched up over their waist, snoring softly. It must've been early if Raine wasn't up yet, their biological clock had been hardwired to rise at seven o'clock since she'd known them. She felt giddy as she watched them, their breaths soft and shallow, their belly rising gently. 

Raine was still there, she was excited to realize. And they still slept like a dork. Titan, she loved them.

Raine began to shift, the new sound of joints popping as they stretched awake delighted Eda. They rubbed at their eye, blinking and trying to focus without their glasses, grimacing at the stiff joint of their shoulder. 

"Morning, creepy lady," they said, their voice still croaky and dry. "Watching me sleep?"

Eda grinned and climbed on top of them, kissing them, coaxing their mouth open with her tongue. Surprised hands settled at her waist, pulling her closer once Raine’s brain seemed to have caught up.

She pulled away, still grinning. "You wake up the same."

Their mouth twisted in that cute way it did when they were confused, like they couldn't quite see the magnitude of such a simple thing as waking up. "Okay?"

She couldn't find better words. Something about still knowing them, still recognizing them…it felt like it meant they'd always been hers and she's always been theirs. And it made Eda incredibly, stupidly happy. "I've missed you," she said instead, because it was still true.

She kissed them all over their face, sweet little pecks that made them giggle, and slowed down when she trailed their jaw and down their neck. She felt Raine relax under her with a sigh. She shimmied down, lifting the hem of their hoodie and trailing kisses down their chest and stomach, following the outline from their hip bone down along their pelvis with her tongue. Eda was grateful the running shorts weren't much of an obstacle for her to pull down.

Raine was combing their fingers through her hair softly, caressing her cheek and making her look up.

"All this because I wake up the same?" They asked with an amused look, slightly out of breath, running a thumb over her bottom lip.

"And because the kids are asleep," she reminded them. "So don't make too much noise."

"Like I would—" Raine gasped sharply, covering their mouth with their hand the moment Eda passed an intimate stroke of her tongue against them without preamble.

Eda wasn't usually a morning person, but having her partner jerk against her mouth definitely changed things. Maybe mornings weren't so bad after all.

Even after Eda had reduced Raine to a panting mess, and they had cleaned up, changed clothes and headed downstairs, the Owl House remained quiet. The perks of waking up early, Eda supposed. 

Raine began to whistle as they rummaged through the kitchen, pulling out mugs and inspecting the drying herbs that hung on their grid. It was the new melody they were working on, they'd reworked some sections that sounded like a conversation with their Rhapsody, like it's long awaited reply. The melody gently draped the kitchen in the feeling of the end of spring, the smell of the dirt in the garden beds of Raine’s old house in Bonesborough, the soft rush of racing inside after the last day of the semester. 

Mrs. Whispers hardly ever questioned what Eda was doing at her doorstep. She'd just step aside and inform her when dinner would be ready. Eda would saunter down the house and barge into Raine’s room. It was their school break routine. She usually found them messing around with their lute, writing concertos or allegros or whatever composition they'd been experimenting with recently. 

This time, they were hunched over their bed, papers scattered across the surface, spots of ink on their hands and smeared on their cheek. Their palisman, Droplet, seemed to be sleeping on their knee, probably lulled by the progression of Raine's latest project. Their lute rested against their bed, seemingly unused. Raine was whistling softly, pausing and scratching out a section on their sheet. Their perfect pitch helped when they really needed to concentrate on the theory aspect of building a piece. 

"Hey, Eda," they greeted without looking up. "Gimme a sec."

Eda knew they might take a while, so she sat down beside the lute and picked it up, strumming the chords Raine had been teaching her, adding her own little flourish on the down stroke.

"Wait, do that again?" Raine tapped her head to get her attention. Eda ran through the chords again. "You life saver, thank you."

Eda blushed, grateful that they were too wrapped up in their head to notice. A few more beats of silence hung between them before Raine spoke up again. "Okay, this doesn't suck so bad. Wanna listen?"

"'Course."

She handed them the lute and they began to play what she later came to know as the first draft of Raine’s Rhapsody. 

Raine placed a steaming cup of tea in front of Eda. The bard spell was dissipating from her kitchen, leaving her with a feeling of mirth and easefulness. 

"That's coming along nicely," Eda said, picking up her cup and blowing over the surface.

"Hm, I hate it less, yes," Raine said, leaning against the counter, their tea fogging up their glasses. "Something's still off. Might be the scale."

"What are you trying to do?"

"It's meant to be the opposite of the Knee. It's meant to be warm and homey and feel like—I don't know…"

"Us growing up?" Eda ventured.

"Kind of, yeah…" Raine sat with the thought. "I guess it's about you. How you feel, the things you remind me of."

Eda could know how to make Raine come, but Raine knew how to make her blush. She'd forgotten what it was like to be their muse. It was always ridiculously flattering when she managed to inspire Raine like that, even outside of music. 

"Oh," was all she could manage. 

"Titan, I want to kiss you. Why are you blushing like that?"

"Because," Eda shrugged a shoulder, knowing the answer like she knew her name, "you make me feel loved."

Raine did kiss her then, holding her face in their hands and running their thumbs softly across her cheeks. "Good."

The faint sound of shuffling footsteps grew closer to the kitchen as Luz wandered in, eyes still puffy from sleep. She had her palisman tucked under her arm and her phone in her hand; she hardly went anywhere without either. Eda often saw her eat her breakfast with her phone propped against the egg, staring blearily at the screen, spoon halfway to her mouth. It drove Hunter up the wall that she took up so much table space.

"Morning," she mumbled, pawing her way through the cupboards. 

"Good morning," Raine said with an amused look, tracking Luz's clumsy passage through the kitchen. To the rest of the Isles, Luz was one of its saviors; they stopped seeing her as she was: a kid that could be grouchy in the mornings and have petty fights with her siblings over bathroom turns and be excited over the things she loved. Raine was getting to see the mundane side to Luz.

"Morning, kiddo. Are you all packed up?"

"Hm? What for?"

"Winter break or something? You go back to your mom tomorrow."

That seemed to wake her up a bit. "That's tomorrow? But there's so much left to do! Hexside is barely ready to start a normal semester. If I could just—"

"Luz, we talked about this," Eda reminded her. "You need to finish school in the Human Realm. We'll always be here, you can visit whenever. And you can help out when it doesn't come in conflict with your life on the other side."

"I know, I know," she said, looking defeated. "It's just—I've finally found my home. Mamá finally understands me, I—I fit in, with Mamá , with you. It's all I've ever wanted. It's you guys."

As the words left her mouth, she shrieked, jumping and almost dropping her palisman. It was moving.

" Eda! Eda, look!"

Eda nearly jumped from her chair, her eyes glued to the egg. "I'm looking." It was hatching! 

Luz held it gingerly in her hands, bringing it over to the table. They were almost pulled towards the egg, gathering around Luz. Raine seemed transfixed by the palisman, eyes filled with wonder.

Eda couldn't blame them, she herself had never seen a palisman hatch . The shell jumped and seemed to stretch out until the surface broke. It let out a beam of light that died almost as soon as it shone, the little critter that struggled out surrounded by the light. Eda had to squint to focus on the little guy, until it stopped shining and revealed itself to be—

"What the heck is that?" It definitely looked like it could've been from the Demon Realm, but Eda had never seen anything like it.

"It's a platypus! She's a platypus! She's so cute!" Luz held her palisman closer, the little guy chattering an odd purr when she saw Luz. "Her name's Tassie. Oh, I've always wanted a platypus! Wait, where's Hunter? I gotta show him."

"He's at—"

"Darius'! Thanks, Eda," she raced out of the kitchen, breakfast forgotten. Eda could still hear her inside the house. "Wait! KING! KING LOOK." Her feet stomped through the wooden floor and then— "Woah. I CAN FLY. EDA, I CAN FLY." 

"That is adorable," Raine commented.

"Careful! Please don't break your neck!" Eda called. "Camila will kill me if she does."

She next heard Luz outside the house, probably having flown out a window. "HUNTER! HUNTER LOOK!"

"Darius' house is so far away. You think her enthusiasm'll last the whole trip?" Raine mused.

"The whole Isles will know about Luz's palisman before Hunter," Eda said, knowing full well nothing would deter Luz's spirits. "She's wanted this for too long. She'll probably calm down by the end of the week." 

"Well, that was very cute," Raine chuckled. "I'll be up on the tower practicing, if you need me."

"The new piece?"

"No, one of Amber's. The kids asked me to play with them at the Ulna."

"And you said yes? Where's my partner? Who are you?"

Raine laughed at that. "Amber used her pout to convince me."

"I see. You had no choice."

"Exactly. You should come to the performance, all of you," Raine said, picking up their mug from the counter. "I'm sure Amber would love to see her Mama Eda."

Eda brightened. "I'd love that, too."

"Great," Raine smiled. "I'll be upstairs."

"Okay," Eda said, watching as they made their way out and up the stairs. 

What a morning.

Having Raine around made her days feel like when they were in school, when Raine watched her as she tidied her room and they idly strummed their lute or whistled a soft tune. It was exciting, it was familiar, it was finally home. Her days were filled with jokes and laughter and poems, late nights and slept in mornings, tea and warm-up scales. Raine filled the silences she had thought never bothered her. She couldn't imagine her life with those silences anymore.

She thought that maybe her kids felt the same way.

When Luz came to visit at the end of each month, she'd sometimes sit near Raine when they practiced, just close enough to be within the spell's range and be able to do her school work. Raine had noticed by the third time she'd done it and had asked her if she wanted to learn bard spells. Luz had lit up at the idea and had started practicing with Eda’s lute. It did things to Eda's heart to see Luz playing her lute, concentrating on the chord placement, much like she had struggled at the beginning. Raine had always been a patient teacher, never rushing Luz and suggesting exercises and scales that would facilitate her mobility.

Sometimes, Eda would hear Hunter whistling in the tower while Raine was out rehearsing with the BATs. Almost as if he were filling the silence with the recurring phrases Raine played, usually the sections they stumbled over and played until they got it right. She wasn't sure if Hunter realized what he was doing.

But Eda knew that King had gained a parent. She realized this after the incident.

One night, Eda had woken up to the feeling of being watched. King's yellow eyes pierced through the dark room, hovering over Eda.

"King?"

"Hi," he whispered shyly. "I, um, I can't sleep." He was holding Francois tightly in his paws.

"Is something wrong?" Eda sat up, almost completely awake. It was entirely unlike King to show up in her room like that.

Raine turned over on their side of the nest, facing Eda, still asleep.

"I had a nightmare," King's voice cracked. Eda immediately picked him up, King wrapping his arms around her neck.

"C'mere, kiddo. Do you wanna talk about it?" Eda asked softly.

King shook his head.

"Everything alright?" Raine's voice came gently. A shifting sound let Eda know Raine had sat up, too. She felt their hand wrap around her shoulder. "Hey, King."

"Sorry," King mumbled, sniffing. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"Nothing to be sorry for," Raine said, Eda could hear their smile. "We all need our mom from time to time."

"He had a nightmare," Eda explained.

"I see." Raine seemed to lean back on the edge of the nest, patting the spot next to them. Eda scooted up and leaned against the nest, next to Raine. King let go of Eda's neck and sat on her lap. "Y'know, when I had nightmares, my mother would sing me lullabies to get me to go back to sleep. Would you like to try that?"

"Um," King seemed nervous, curling against Eda’s stomach. She ran a reassuring hand down his back. 

"It doesn't have to be lullabies," Raine said, summoning Eda’s lute. They played a few soft cords, imbued with a gentle magic, soothing and easy on the heart. 

"Yeah, okay," King said with a little more confidence. 

Raine continued to play, even as Eda’s eyes got heavier, her hand stopped moving over King's back, and her head rested heavily on their shoulder. When she opened her eyes again, the sun was shining through the stained glass window and she had a terrible kink in her neck. She looked over to see Raine, asleep and sprawled in their ridiculous manner, lute resting in their open hand and King curled into their side, Francois tucked snugly under his chin, sound asleep.

It didn't happen very often, but the nights it did happen, Eda would wake to Raine playing that soft tune on the lute, King curled up in their lap. On those nights, she'd turn over and hold King's paw before going back to sleep, so he could have the comfort of both his parents lulling him back to sleep.

She realized, feeling extremely slow, that she had a family, not just something that felt like it had an expiration date. She had her little family, safe from Emperor guards and peril and the uncertainty of when they'd see each other again. And, Titan, she loved them.

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[diary-iguess]

wahppn

J: nothing bad it was just really hot and i changed clothes twice

wake up 7 o clock for my interview, eat one piece a bread and some orange juice

ace di interview

dem tell me fi fill out the application twice

some yout try sell me a jelly candy

it cant open, but eventually does

Monique forwards

i meet her friend in the painting studio and we go get a box lunch

i sit down and eat the food

im sweating my life away

R: pepper?

J: before meeting the hustling yout, i left my portfolio in the hr office so mi did have to go back for it

no it's just hot af inna kingston

and i was wearing a long sleeve shirt

Paige seh him nah fwd fi di shoot

Thevrtistisjvmvicvn is sitting next to me, but i'm talking more than he

me a wonda how he can go school in full business attire and not become a puddle of sweat

Yanah appears and asks if she can have something nutritious

on campus

like a shake

Juice immediately says no dawg

Juice is working on a mythological drawing, but the paper he's using is trash and i tell him so

he says something about how it will still sharpen his skills and i said he needs watercolor paper if he's going to mix it with watercolor

is my story interesting?

i'm interested in telling a good story

R: I'm more interested in your friend's names

J: thevrtistisjvmvicvn said he wants to be a curator, but hasn't curated any shows yet

i tell him do that shit

lmao

R: Thevrtistisjvmvicvn, Yanah, Monique and Juice

I actually fucking love Juice

Now i know there are places I can't say that out loud

J: i ask my father if he can pick me up because Paige nah forward

he replies hmm

lmao have you seen the film?

my phone is dying and i have no credit because the tuck shop only selling $500 credit today

*back to the story*

i'm telling you this from my laptop

R: What parent says "hmmm"? was this a text?

J: yes

i knowwww

like

can't even K me

wtf

my shoes too big for me, so i stand on them instead of wearing them for a bit

Juice is playing music on his phone and one of the songs is from frank ocean's second project that he released the same time as blonde

my mind is blown

R: That must be some song

J: Yanah returns from the tuck shop with water still disappointed that there is no health food available

more mindblowing that he released two projects at once

i tell theartistisja that i like doing projects with many layers of meaning and process

i talk about my ananse storybook thesis and how i want everyone to know ananse is a deity and amina blackwood meeks taught me that

i say something like "yea, she's rad"

i talk about how the first time i met easton lee, i believed someone when they joked that he was 100 years old

and hoped that he didnt remember when i asked him if it was true

im dying laughing rn

my cousin invites me to sit and do work together at starbucks later

my father sends me a message "M is here, please call her through K-dollasign"

R: googled Easton Lee

J: lmao what did you find? he and my grandmother are friends

they're both legendary chinese-jamaicans

R: I can see he's definitely chinese-jamaican

J: yes and so is my grandma lol

R: author, poet

not bad

1931

J: but no doubt their swagger is enwrapped in their proximity to afro-jamaicanness

wow he's 87 this year

or 86?

M is my grandmother

i message K-dollasign

"i heard grandma M is here"

he replies "makes sense"

but intonates that he was not previously informed

i try to decode my father's message and K-dollasigns response

"makes sense"

he must be referring to Shutterbug's wedding

the same one i wasn't sure i was invited to

R: LOL

wow

are you going?

J: wait nuh man

R: lol

J: okay so i reach home, turn on my laptop

charge my phone

i frantically whatsapp my relatives

fb message uncle Macbook to get in touch w grandma

i try to search the internet for clues as to when this wedding will be

my sister says i should just ask Shutterbug if i can come

so i do that

uncle Macbook replies me with a different number to call, i call, get grandma

she says "no, no, no, you can't come to the wedding, the guests have already been counted and there's too many"

my heart sinks

i say, okay, well i can still see you today?

my cousin Carlton who wants to go to starbucks has arrived at my house

R: woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

J: i try to devise a plan with Carlton and grandma and my dad all talking at once to pick grandma up and she says something about not wanting to be stranded and i say we would never let that happen to her

the phone isn't working very well and at some point my father has the phone

i return to my whatsapp messages on the laptop and Shutterbug has replied!

"hey, we were overcapacity a few months ago, but there's some space now. if you can make it on sunday, please come"

i tell grandma what she said

"okay, but how are you getting there? and where are you going to stay?"

i had not thought of this second part

the wedding is in mobay

R: MUFUFUFUFU

on a beach

duh

just sleep on the beach and get dressed in someones room in the morrow

J: i quickly say "aunty Rose's"

and she has already said she's very busy today and the plan to see me nah work out

"see you in mobay then!"

okay bye grandma, i love you!

"i love you too sweetheart"

now i have to whatsapp aunty Rose and see if she will shelter me

and K-dollasign to see if i can drive with him

R: funny at points but not a bad day

J: Carlton still deh yah a try reach liguanea fi get some food

the story did not get resolved yet

lol

it wasnt a bad day just long af

R: wait what

J: let me try summarize

R: Well I mean, between Yanah's Healthy snack Crisis and the Wedding Snafu, I thought the day was sealed with you tryna get aunty Rose

J: I was also supposed to meet Pearl at starbucks for 3pm

when Carlton and i pull up to starbucks, Rose a walk up deh too

synchronicity

R: 'the hell? Starbucks is a spot now?

J: that's the culture of the company

im like baffled as to both my grandmother and father asking me if starbucks is an appropriate place to link and do work together

that's how they've been selling the place for at least the last ten years

i order a tall strawberry and cream frappe w coconut milk and Carlton is very excited to get a pumpkin spice frappe, no latte because he doesn't want to burn his tongue

yesterday Pearl showed me a video she edited featuring this black guy with ginger hair, Souffrant

Souffrant appears before us in starbucks and sits at our table

i'm supposed to edit my own video with Pearl's color correction advice, but i'm still trying to figure out my travel situation

before we went to starbucks, we walked to tastees and my mom replied to my frantic messages about grandma and the wedding with "ur not paying attention to what i tell u"

there's like a whole thing where i'm trying to get my cousin Jazz's number to ask if i can go from kingston to mobay with him because K-dollasign is unavailable.

aunty Rose says of course i can stay with her and of course she has Jazz's number

resolve dat, so mi have a place to stay and a drive

there are several unrelated phone calls that need to be made but mi still nah no credit, so i borrow Souffrant's phone

then the next chapter is me, Carlton, and Pearl trying to walk to sov after i finally finish editing my video.

i take some really dope shots of the sunset

pause for incoming illustration

R: i mean

sure

make hay

all of the birds with 1 stone

J: -picture of sov-

R: this is sov

dark

but its sov

J: it's the golden sunset reflecting off the walls

then we all go to kfc and then i try look for some shoes to wear to the wedding, but then mi nuh even know if it's really a beach ting, but never fear, my likkle sister is here to whatsapp me the link to the wedding info website the couple set up!

it's a garden brunch affair ting

so we think to go to lee's instead of payless and when we reach back in fronta payless di people dem close

so now i will go to the thrift store tmrw to cop a whole new fit from the dress to the shoes.

when i reach home my father is going to the airport and grandma (dad's mom, not the one i was tryna see earlier) asks me to come with them which i would have done anyway.

driving back from the airport, grandma's bajan soca music continues to play in the car, but it seems louder now without dad's voice. i try to talk to grandma about herself. i ask about high school. she says, "do you expect me to remember 50 years ago"

i'm like yes of course

she said

"well

i was head girl"

of course! i say

and she was also in charge of sports such as running

the drive back home is very slow because grandma cant really see in the dark

when we finally reach home and i lay inna mi bed, mi wonda why mi so tiyad

and now i know why

thanks for tuning in, this has been an appreciation for the life we live, by Jeana like jeans pants

totes forgot the best part where K-dollasign pulled up on Carlton and me in traffic when we walked back to the plaza to get to the car

then another man pulled up on us and Carlton cuss me jokingly bout how i know everyone and we probably see someone else weh mi know

#fabulous

R: like bloodcleet jeans pants

yea, cause clearly you're a superstar

beer people, links and visits

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