#i literally can't even look at a pic of him without being overwhelmed with such sadness and anger at this point

[danthropologie]

Even if he has made peace with it all (couldn't be me), that just means that he'll give an interview promoting wine or the hulu thing and just toss off some line about not wanting it to end like that or wishing he had his parents there for the last race, but otherwise he's fine and it'll get more attention than anything Christian has said in months + blow holes in their narrative. And it'll be a one sentence throw away

your lips straight to god's (daniel's?) ears fr anon

[dabisbratz]

OMG THIS IS SILLY SOUNDING BUT HEAR ME OJT.... dabi and aizawa both falling for the same reader (could be a civilian or a pro hero/villain)

they take turns trying to get into his pants and buy him sweet gifts (although dabi is probably stealing them HHRNFNSN) without knowing that the other is also flirting with you. but you try not to get too attached to either of them because you can't pick between them!!! curse these hot men!! until one day you send them a naughty little pic of you being a tease, and being too dumb for your own good, you don't hide the others gifts that dabi and aizawa got you previously. so obviously they get super jealous and want to find out immediately who gave you those gifts so they can kick that guy's ass, but once you tell them, they get a different idea

so one night they show up at your place, and you're immediately overwhelmed by seeing both of them standing there, looking like they just want to undress you with their eyes. and then for the first time, the two of them team up, just to fuck you deep and rough like you deserve for being such a naughty little tease this whole time.

-🧌

with this i offer you…. shigaraki added into the mix too. literally jus three powerful n protective men losin their minds over the same guy n fighting over him. honestly!!! poor reader cause aizawa of all people is the gentlest????? n he’s not even that gentle??? the one thing they’d all have in common though is bein really into fuckin you stupid… like, jus a twitchin droolin mess… all mean in their own ways! ):<

[maxenceandrebisset]

Wait what was the lando situation with k? More of the same of her targeting him for attention or was there something else? Seriously like I'm sure she's not an evil person or anything, but who does that!? Pierre could literally have anyone he wanted and it's her!? Sorry not being mean, it's his life etc and maybe they do care about each other, it just seems on odd way to start a relationship

Alright, so quite a lot of people have been asking what exactly was/is the situation with Katerina X Lando X Pierre. Don't worry, I have you back, hopefully understandably enough.

To begin with, I don't blame you for being lost or completely oblivious because it is rather a complicated situation to get properly oriented in if you are not "a professional social media stalker" and not willing to make your research on it as it hasn't really been published in a neat form as a whole anywhere on the official sites so you can't just google it up and click on the first link that pops up on your screen.

Also, it happened quite a while ago as well so it has been in a way overshadowed by the entire Louisa and Croatia summer break situation linked with Lando, which shows up in an overwhelming majority whenever you search up the topic of Lando's "love life" at the moment.

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The Lando X Katerina thing started already back in August of 2020 when Lando started liking almost every single photo of Katerina's on her Instagram (boy was really out there liking basically all pics, in which Katerina was - you can still see his likes on them up till today).

It wasn't long after when most of the F1 WAGs pages noticed it and people started titling Katerina as Lando's girlfriend without any reasonable proof - up till now, you can see all these lame internet sites calling her Lando's girlfriend, despite her official relationship with Pierre.

In January this year before the season started, all three - Lando, Pierre, and Katerina - were "separately" in Dubai for holiday (there were some pics from some random dude's Instagram story, where Katerina and Lando were in a very blurry way shown in the background on a beach during some evening party on January 2nd, but I can't find them at the moment).

Lando was tested positive for COVID on the 5th of January - as you probably know since it was reported on all official F1-related sites - and immediately started the mandatory 14 days self-isolation on his hotel room.

Katerina posted the next day (January 6th), that she is also in quarantine in her hotel room as she was in contact with a positive person (a.k.a Lando), but while the photos and even TikToks (yes, she made five TikToks just to announce that she is also in quarantine, just like Lando) she was posting on social media truly looked like she was abiding by the quarantine and its rules, people who were at the same time in Dubai saw her right the following day (January 7th) out with her friend.

Girl literally put this whole "I am in quarantine" act on social media, posting photos only from her hotel room to make it seem like that, but outside of media, she was out in Dubai, hanging out with her friends.

On January 10th (day 4 of her "quarantine"), she went to visit Pierre in Five Palm Hotel, where there was some crazy rooftop party - once again since it was crowded as hell, people got a ton of social media stories from that night where both Pierre and Katerina were together. Later on that night, they also went to that Topgolf thing together and the next morning they were seen together at the beach of Pierre's hotel.

The series of photos she posted on January 12th was also the first ones Pierre liked on her profile.

Just like that, they have been seeing each other pretty much till Pierre got tested positive on January 31st and was the one, who started self-isolation on his hotel room in Dubai.

Once again, Katerina was supposed to be in quarantine, but I think that you can already easily guess that she did the right opposite and was freely partying in Dubai till February 13th when she left for Spain before coming back to Dubai, where Pierre was still training, at the very beginning of March according to her social media profiles.

The beginning of March is also the time when everyone suspects her and Pierre of getting together and the time when Lando stopped liking her photos.

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Now, aside from her being disgustingly ignorant about quarantine just for the sake of having fun (oh boy, how that reminds me of TikTokers publically ignoring COVID in the States to the point when even Ariana Grande called them out for it...), her entire public image indescribably milked from Lando's attention on social media.

People even started making fan pages for her ever since the rumors of her and Lando dating started spreading...

Since the moment people noticed Lando's interest in her, it was no longer just Katerina Berezhna, the mediocre Ukrainian Instagram influencer, it was Lando Norris' girlfriend, and when that ended, it was immediately Pierre Gasly's girlfriend - for a short period it was basically both of that.

Just that "title" alone made her photos suddenly get over ten thousand likes on a normal basis (the one with Pierre even over twenty) - back then, if it wasn't her posing in a sexy bikini, she barely got two thousand likes.

Hope I made the situation clearer.

[midnxghtsunwrites]

STUFFED | 18+

PAIRING —

chris evans x black reader

SUMMARY —

all throughout dinner, chris was being his beefy, annoying, fine ass white frat boy self with that muscle top and backwards cap and tattoos and muscles on display... maaaaaaaaaaaan, fuck him. literally.

WARNINGS —

18+ smut (of course), penetration without protection ( remember y'all, no glove, no love ) , oral (female receiving), over stimulation, dirty talk, slight praise kink, a peck of aftercare

NOTES —

this headcanon is based on a pic i saw on twitter lmfaoooooooooooo plus chris and his weekly thirst trap. also this video on twitter — don't open the link around people lmfaooo. i do not own this gif of chris!

also y'all, feel free to request headcanons or imagine, etc. i'd be glad to write for you! <33

( not my gif )

you have had it up to 📈 here with chris and his annoying self

since this year's thanksgiving is significantly different from last year, you'd gathered with chris, scott, their mom and sisters and your parents who'd been quarantined for two weeks in preparation for tonight

you don't know who gave him the damn right to be walking (well, sitting) around looking this buff and cuddly

everyone who didn't live with you and chris (and scott at the moment) took extra precautions by wearing masks whenever they're not eating

you deadass paid attention to nothing but chris's meaty arms whenever he stretched into the center of the table and a vein popped

or whenever he would swing an arm to rest behind your seat when he was finished eating and engaging in dinner conversation with your parents

the night was chill and laid back — you didn't even feel like dressing up too much

and then chris just HAD TO WEAR THE MUSCLETOP

he didn't put the cap back on until everybody scattered from the dinner table

and damn, were you trying to not jump him

it was when everybody left and scott retreated to his room that things started to go down

it was late as hell and you were making your night-time mint tea

he walked into the kitchen with an empty glass of water

"you want some tea, babe?" you'd asked him

your back was turned to him so you didn't see when he put the glass in the sink and approach you, a slick smirk on his face

"im good. but i could go for something else." he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you back into him

next thing you know, you're laid on the bed, buck ass naked, your back against his chest and his fingers rubbing on your soaked clit

he'd already given you two orgasms with his tongue, now he's going for a third with his fingers

he has one hand wrapped around your throat, craning your neck back to meet his lips

he groans against your lips, "c'mon, baby... i know you got some more left in you. there you go."

this man has you shaking like a major earthquake is ramming through you

luckily, scott's room is on the other side of chris's boston home — cause the way you're screaming is loud enough to wake just about anybody up

"fuck!" you ride out your orgasm against his naked body, his erection pressing up against the small of your back

"good job, sweetheart." he moans at the sight of you — your eyes flutter closed and you take your bottom lip into your mouth, "think we can go for four?"

you can't even open your mouth to answer so you just hum and nod, slowly but eagerly

he slips into your wet cunt without problem — you're so slick that he lets out a pleased grunt, savoring in your warmth

with one hand still around your throat and the other rubbing your clit, you both release loud moans

"fucking hell, baby, you're so fucking wet..."

at his words, you can't help but grind back against him, his hips snapping up into you and your ass pushing against him

chris is so lost in the pleasure of chasing his orgasm that he moves his fingers from your clit and grabs and squeezes your breast, pinching your nipples

he's so deep in you that when you close your eyes, you see stars

your skin is layered in sweat, sweat that chris has no problem dragging his tongue along

he grunts into your ear, "come on, baby, i know you can give me another one."

the pleasure is insane

and yes, you can give him another one

and you do — your body seizing and tears running down your face

but that's not where it ends

even when you're shaking from your sudden high, chris is still snapping his hips into you

"wait wait wait" you reach a hand back and press against his stomach, making him pause immediately — he knows your limits

you gulp, finally able to catch your breath as he peppers kisses up and down your neck

"you okay?" he asks you, sweetly, gingerly running a hand over your skin

he massages your breasts to soothe the soreness from the grip he had on you

you take a moment to calm your breathing, chris rocking in you slowly, sending a shockwave of pleasure through you

"you're alright, y/n, i gotchu. it's okay, i'm here."

WHEW HIS VOICE WHEN HE SAYS THAT TO YOU

you allow yourself fifteen seconds before you finally nod your head and crane your neck back to kiss him, "i'm good."

that's his signal to keep doing what he was doing — but harder and faster

the hand that was around your throat intertwines with your fingers as he thrusts into you with no remorse

the pleasure is OVERWHELMING with how sensitive your bud is

his manhood throbs inside of you as he feels his orgasm approach

now it's his mission to get you to get a fifth orgasm

"you like when i fuck you like this, baby?" he moans into your ear, "can feel my dick deep in this pussy?"

"fuuuuuuu —" you whimper as chris fucks you relentlessly, "i'm gonna cum, chris!"

your words didn't even come out as words, just nonsensical mush — your eyes cross and your entire body heats up

with your free hand, you grip the sheets and the edge of the bed, your body becoming numb

it's a satisfying twinge that shocks you — like when your foot falls asleep, pins and needles all over your body

your pussy clenches around your boyfriend's dick

chris moans in your ear, his orgasm washing over him — he pumps his cum into you, a shudder rambling down his spine and his manhood releasing spastic twitches

you're practically useless as your head drops on the pillow, limp and exhausted

your body seems to move on its own accord — gyrating against him to ride out your insane high

chris pulls out and runs a hand over your thigh — trying to calm you down

"good job, baby," he says, soothingly, "you did so good for me. you're amazing, you know that?"

you can only allow a small snort to escape you as you lean back into him as best you can

"how 'bout i set you a bath and bring your tea up?"

"yes please." you huff out, eagerly

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[thinkatoryprocess]

enthusiastic dissent (E, Succession, Roman/Gerri)

So these are a couple of scenes of an extremely sketchy Roman's fixation on Gerri set basically right before the dickpic reveal. I have somewhere I'm going with this, but I kind of got mugged by certain fics I won't name. This is not even remotely complete, just a teaser, I guess. Anyway: Roman makes a phone call and has a meeting! These are normal human things, which Roman apparently can't do without touching his dick.

Roman rests back on the bed in the hotel room, contemplates his phone, and flicks through his contacts. No response from Gerri on any of the pics. Figures. It's actually hotter that she doesn't. He knows she's looking, and being denied that attention is almost as good as being given it.

He tilts his head back and dials Gerri's number, propping the phone on his ear as he waits.

It rings. It connects.

"Hellooooo," he declares. "Are you busy? Are you checking your phone while getting dicked down by Laurie? Tell him hi."

No response. He moves the phone to see if the call disconnected, but she's still there. Someone's there. He ignores the paranoia.

"So, hey," he goes on. "You should probably know playing hard to get just makes me hard, so if you want to say no, you're really, really gonna have to say no."

Nothing. "You know how the wokescolds say 'enthusiastic consent'?" Roman doesn't even question how much he's enjoying this. "I need enthusiastic dissent. Something convincing. None of this namby-pamby nice old lady shit. Break my heart. Dare you."

Well, if someone else was on the line, they probably would've said something by now. It has to be her. Or a butt-dial. He doubts that. "Let's see." He considers. "I'd probably come if you physically assaulted me," he says, "so that's out. Really fucking mean works for me, too. I don't know, aim for parental issues. That's my Achilles heel. Fucking dipped in god-juice except when Dad backhands me. Ha, ha," he says cheerily.

Even that doesn't get a response. It's starting to tingle along his skin. She's there, listening, judging, waiting for him. She won't admit it, but she wants to hear him come. She wants to know he's wrecked on a bed just from nothing. He fucking knows it.

"You're fucking fantastic," Roman says, and unzips his pants, sidling them off enough to get at his dick. "You're all fucking – you want to hear me come, don't you? God."

Absolutely nothing. He'd gotten a chub even before he got his pants off, but now it only takes a handful of strokes and a dose of lotion before his breaths start to quicken. "If you were here," he manages, "here, fucking – if I knew you were right fucking there – " Shit, shit. He's not making any sense, but he's so fucking hot right now. "You want me. You want to know I'm fucking rock-hard for you, don't you? I'm a disgusting piece of shit and you want me to know I'm not worth a second of your goddamn time."

He's too close. He tries to slow it down. He needs this to last. "Don't say a fucking word," he breathes. "Just listen. Just fucking think it. I can read your mind. Telepath shit, I swear."

He's out of his mind. "Fuck," he grinds out, and groans. "Just a dirty fucking – " He can't think. "Just a fucking pet you kick. Fucking kick me. God." He loses it, he can feel her on the other end, he wants her, fuck. He comes, desperate, overwhelmed, and shakes as he cleans himself up to toss away the evidence.

"So?" Roman asks, breathless.

The call disconnects. He smiles.

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Gerri isn't the best part of Roman's day. It's not like that. The absence of Gerri has its perks, too. She ignores him because she can't be bothered with someone as disgusting as him, maybe, which is good. Maybe she can barely tolerate looking him in the face because she's literally heard him at his filthiest, again and again, and her skin crawls just in the way his does when he thinks about it. The theoreticals are fun and all, it's just, you know, sometimes you need a little something to remind you that someone even realizes you exist. The fantasy is the fantasy, but it's just fucking whackadoo stalker shit unless there's some meat to it.

He moves into her office, hands tucked into his pockets, and shrugs at the look she gives him. "Busy tonight?" he asks. "Thought we could go over some things."

"Like what?" Gerri asks, and types.

Roman looks at her. "Fucking – GoJo and whatever," he bullshits.

She tilts her head, but glances up. "I thought you were feeling fairly confident about that."

"I'm not not feeling confident." An unpleasant feeling is creeping its way up his spine. "I just thought, hey, maybe I could bring you in."

"Matsson isn't the sort of person who would listen to me, Roman."

"Well, I mean, terms and shit." This is going pretty badly. "I don't know. Maybe we could talk about it. Whatever. I wasn't necessarily going to bring a fucking – " He gestures. "Agenda or whatever."

"I'd have to check my schedule." That's a no. The unpleasant feeling turns to a burning sensation, and he scratches the back of his neck to relieve the discomfort that's starting to give way to arousal. "What were you thinking?" Gerri goes on, and considers him.

Shit, she knows. She knows. He looks at her, astonished, then shakes his head and shifts. "I don't know. Fucking – strategy meeting. My place, maybe."

"You don't want to just do this now?" Gerri asks. She's watching him. His breath is caught in his chest. She has him trapped like a bug between her hands. Squish me. Jesus Christ. "I could carve out some time if you have specifics."

"I could, uh," Roman says rapidly, "holy shit." He gets out his phone. "I can access the drive from here." He sits across from her. What the fuck is he doing? What has she fucking talked him into? "So I was looking at some of GoJo's numbers, and I don't think they're being completely honest, which, who is, but anyway – "

"Uh-huh." Gerri's leaned halfway forward, and Roman focuses on his phone, because the energy she's giving off (on purpose, there's no way this isn't on purpose) is too fucking much for him to handle face-to-face and with his pants on. "Why do you think Matsson would lie to you?"

"Oh, he's not lying to me, he's lying to everyone," Roman says, and he dares to look Gerri in the face. She knows. There's no denying she knows. He freezes, then tilts his head back as he gains the slightest bit of control over his body. "Do you have any booze?" he asks. "Could use a pick-me-up."

"It's nine AM," Gerri says mildly.

"Which is ten PM in Shanghai, so really, we're more than gravy," Roman says. "Come on, live a little." He holds her gaze. "What's your schedule look like? Three minutes of old-man-fucking at ten PM, then two hours of disappointment before you slip on your nightie and sleep four hours dreaming of me?"

"Oh, Roman," Gerri says, with that sigh, that perfect sigh. He breathes, caught again. "What do you think you're doing?"

"You, hopefully," Roman says, and kicks one leg over the other on his chair. "So?"

"Send me those GoJo numbers." Gerri gives away nothing. At some level, he's terrified, but he's already getting hard, which are definitely connected systems and he's never pretended otherwise. "Anything to say for yourself?"

Oh, shit. That's the real thing. That's an opening. He sits forward. "Don't pretend you don't already know," he says, a fascinated tilt to his head.

Gerri's gaze rakes over him. "Is that all?" she asks, and glances away.

Roman has to come so fucking badly. "So that's a no to booze and GoJo at my place, then?"

"We can talk another time," she dismisses. "If you don't mind."

"No, I don't mind, of course, shit to do," Roman says instantly, and gets up, scrambling to hide his boner from her as best he can, though she knows, of course she knows. Seeing her look upon him in this fucking state might murder him on the spot. He backs out of her office, pockets his phone, and rushes to his bathroom.

He jerks himself so hard it hurts, filthy sounds forced quiet until he can't handle it anymore and grinds out a "Fuck"; oh, he hates himself, he fucking hates himself, and it sends him over the edge to smash into the usual wall of horror.

Good. Fucking fantastic.

He snaps a picture of his dick, come on the tip, and sends it to her. Minutes from our meeting.

That was not a no. That was eye contact, that was body language, that was fucking everything. The dismissal, right in that fucking office, right where everyone could see him losing his fucking mind like the sicko he is, jacking off where he knows they can hear, it's the only time he feels fucking right about himself. He needs her. Everyone thinks he's disgusting; they just blow him off or pretend. Gerri's honest. Gerri knows what he needs.

It's not fun to be smashed flat. It's fun to know you'll be smashed flat, and suffer in the knowing.

[word-addict-lisette]

Dear Lisette,

I am back in you inbox, yay! How was your day? How's life? How's school?

I am really mad because we had this piece of work and it was like "pen down your idea on this statement, 'i can do whatever i want on the internet as long as i don't get caught' and i put down my thoughts which were 'this statement is true, i stand by it and you can do whatever you like as long as you don't get caught and don't own up' and then people were like throwing shade at me and i looked at it. I have 5 comments.

My teachers tried to delete it, my classmates literally lectured me and then she read it out loud and the whole class went looking for that one note i made. In the comments, people are spelling my name in caps. It was my opinion, and oh, look all of them are basically hypocrites. Let me just say, these people make me uncomfortable, they don't talk about exactly nice things or approriate things and they are all commenting ( without names too may i add) like "KAT, THAT'S NOT HOW THINGS WORK!" but with my real name and just arghhh.

Also if my teachers wanted me to say, "no, that isn't the right thing to do," or any other answer that the others provided them with, they shouldn't have asked for my opinion. They should have just forced us all to just type the same thing. The other people all wrote like, "no, its unethical and bad" or "False, no, its bad" and stuff like that, filmsy evidence and elaboration. I HAVE MORALS, i am just saying the truth. I feel like the victim of a hate crime. People don't like me enough already, i am a very intresting person, uh, yeah, we are gonna stop there.

Enjoy the rant i guess? I don't know? I am sorry for loading on you but there's a little extra rant so uh, yeah. im just gonna take this out, one sec.

Ok, so uh my teacher was like, next week, we are making pancakes. Fluffy pancakes. It was changed to pancakes without eggs? and now we have to make it ourselves, at home. Where do i get flour? What do i do with the extra flour? I don't know how to cook at all, my partner who has been extremely controlling and like kinda driving me insane, ( ahem i did the whole coursework) also she uses my friend's name for everything? Like, bestie i was literally helping out and you went all, "Oh you don't want (friend's name) to see you burnt right?". Obviously i don't but if i burnt down my house, she wouldn't be surprised. I BURNT MYSELF LAST YEAR, SHE SAW ME BURN MYSELF. Well, my friend burnt me and then the week after that, she burnt herself.

This happens a lot. Also, the very common questions and statements of, "Are you straight?" , "aren't you and (friend's name) dating?", "you guys would make such a cute couple" , " aren't you bi?" and "i thought the two of you were dating," there is nothing wrong with being bi but i am not attracted to her like that. So, they use her for leverage over me to get me to do what they want and also think im dating her? If we were dating, we would both be homeless. I like my house. This doesn't only happen with her. I once got shipped with my brother. I hugged him and some guy was like, "oh you guys like each other," that was awkward. Can i just add, a lot of people like majority of that community know we are siblings.

I also get shipped with his best friend, thanks to a rumor my brother made up. So, sometimes, i would get like comments like, "oh, you like him" or "(brother's name) told me that you and (brother's best friend) are dating," we are not dating. WE ARE JUST REALLY GOOD FRIENDS. I LIKE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. LEAVE ME ALONE. Also, everytime i have a picture of a guy on my phone or something my cousin just has to tell my brother. THEY ARE STREAMERS. ONE IS OF V FROM BTS SO I CAN TRAMATISE MY FRIEND.

Everytime i cry, someone comes in my room. It is so annoying. LEAVE ME ALONE, I WANT TO CRY. This is why i started reading sad books, listening to sad songs, watching sad movies so i have a reason to cry. There was this once, i wasnt selected to be part of my choir's competition and i was sad about it because i didn't feel good enough. THEY SAID I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH. So, i cried but it wasn't enough so i read the saddest book i could find so i had a reason to cry but by that time, my feelings were gone. This is why i get breakdowns when im overwhelmed because of all this. You know how old i am. I have to deal with this and the pressure of always wanting to be perfect. What else can i do? I am not pretty or smart or talented or have friends, i have like 6 friends and nobody ever keeps me company. So, i focus on being perfect. 100%, i deal with not having any attention because my parents didn't pay me any attention just because i was "independent" or something?

Did i mention, i babysit all my siblings? I am the second child. I baby-sit my older brother. I am sleep-deprived because i can't sleep well at night and i constantly worry about everything and i have to take care of all my friends and it is so exhausting. Yet, i can not cry.

Thanks for staying with me through whatever that was. Uh, yeah, i took the quiz and got chaotic academia. That is my aesthetic. I really want one of those fancy skirts they wear like on pintrest and stuff? Like you know what i mean? The academia skirt? Yeah, i don't have one yet.

Question of the day, what is your dream profession or you could answer my other question which is what would you want to look like? Or you could answer both?

Ok, thank you again. i am gonna go study. Love and hugs and just literal joy sent your way!

- Kat, the ultimate dino mom of Leo, Billy Bob, Jessica, Sophie, Jackson, Sarah, Lily, the Micheals and all her other kids. (Jessica, Sophie and Jackson are mailboxes and Lily is a computer, Micheal is my screwdriver and laptop pencil, there are two micheals.)

Dear Kat,

It's really good to see you in my inbox. I'm sorry for replying late, but exams really had occupied my schedule today and I got my Saturday exam tomorrow. This week is going to be stressful and today's day has been pathetic. I had nothing to do except study and write exams. I feel like I haven't really been social recently and That I'm losing touch with people that I used to be close with and basically I'm letting overthinking take over my mind.

That is so sick. Why is someone's genuine opinion bothering them so much? I totally wouldn't be able to tolerate that. They ought to understand that there is a fine line between a fact and an opinion, and what you stated was just an OPINION. they have no right whatsoever to come at you like that. I totally agree... the teachers ought to have not asked for your opinion if all they desired was a particularly specific answer which opposed the statement. one of the reasons I hate the schooling system has to be THIS. people who are putting comments like that ought to realize that what you stated is exactly what they do in real life. They just want to be seen as the good kid here. At least you have the guts enough to speak the truth.

Miss! You don't have to worry about ranting out to me. You can rant to me for days and I'd still listen. Just go on ranting nobody is stopping you.

Ahhh! I've had that happen to me. I really understand how tough that can be. I really really hate being shipped with someone who I am just platonically friends with like you've got no valid proof to believe that we are romantically involved with each other. I've burnt myself plenty of times too. It's not a pleasant experience. Plus I also hate having controlling partners. Cause all they do is boss you around while they are barely doing a thing. It sucks.

Why? Just why? Why does it even matter to them? Who you date and what your sexuality is, is none of their business. I have no idea why people concern themselves with topics that really don't involve them. It's like people are just ready to make gossip out of anything. A person can't have a bestie without not liking them? I don't get what's so difficult to understand about that. I hate it when I'm casually talking to a guy and people start shipping us and start spreading rumors of us being in a romantic relationship. Another thing they do is, if a person likes me, they automatically assume that I like him back when I've barely even ever spoken to that guy. And yes! I like fictional characters! Don't even assume I like any of you fools cause You idiots bully me and ship me with total crackheads... And my standards are good enough for me to not include you guys in my list of *appropriate candidates* which consists of non-existent people.

Similarly, the moment I'm chatting with some guy, or like have a pic with someone on my mobile phone people just assume that fact that I'm crushing on him. Like no! I don't. We are friends... the others are celebrities, Why can't you understand that? I can't imagine how thick their skull must be considering they can't let a small statement like that sink in.

The crying thingy... I feel personally attacked. Nobody lets me do anything in peace, let alone crying. I literally use the washroom in my room and even my sister comes in there just banging on the door asking me to get the heck out of there and go somewhere else, like can't she use the other two washrooms or what? I like listening to sad stuff and reading angst cause somehow or the other it calms me down... it makes me feel at peace cause I know I'm not the only one who feels like crying. I've got a lot of friends, nobody remembers my birthday, I remember all of theirs'. They don't even text me, It's always me who takes the first step. All my friends just want me by their side cause I'm a smartass they want to show off as a trophy and cause I've got much better sarcasm than them. They just want to benefit from me. That's all. GOD, I'm not pretty at all. I look like a random idiot all the time. I look pathetic. And I lack talent... And you! I warned you, miss! You are pretty, beautiful, talented, smart, friendly, caring, kind and THE BEST!!!

I've never been given attention. Never ever. My sister has always stolen the spotlight. And I hate it. Not even my friends acknowledge me, my parents just ehhhhh. No matter how good I score, No matter how good I behave, No matter what. I'm just never good enough. My parents think of me as a rebellious kid. And I don't know what to do about that. All I've ever done is listen to them. My parents never allowed me to go out and play with my friends when I was a kid, they never let me go on overnight trips, and they barely let me spend time with the few friends I have. They never let me go to outings my school friends planned. Despite that, I never complained. I never had good friends because of that, yet I never complained. A lot of kids my age roam around in shopping malls by themselves, have sleepovers, spend money, roam around with tons of makeup on their faces, are in relationships, and even get into illegal shit. I've never done anything Like that. And yet... I'm never the good kid. I'm still the rebel.

I've got to take care of my sister almost every day. Get her to study, study myself, take care of myself while tolerating my grandmother. I really don't like my grandma, she s very fussy and just keeps yelling around the house the moment my dad and mom leave the house. I've got sensory overload because of her voice. And now I sit and have an anxiety attack almost every time she speaks. I've always got to strive for perfection as well. And I too can't sleep well at night just cause all the worries of the world, keep weighing me down.

Chaotic academia sounds good. It's the same aesthetic my sister got when I asked her to take the test! And oooh! Me too! I love those skirts and outfits they show on Pinterest. I'd love to have them someday.

My dream profession has to be that of a writer. Or perhaps even running a library. just something cozy. Ohh! I'd love to have brown hair, and I'd want to be tall just a little shorter than What I am right now. I just reached my father's height yesterday. And more or less, I'd like the rest to stay just as it is. and perhaps a lighter shade of skin tone. What about you though?

My question for you! If you were to be stranded on a beach island for a week. Who would you bring with you and how would you spend your time there. You can include whatever elements of nature you want to include like forests, lakes, and all.

Sending love, warmth, hugs, and whatever I have to spare that you would like to you!!!!

-Love from Lisette

P.S. That's an interesting family you've got, right there!

[levinneheart]

Never loved you

Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader (College AU)

Warning/s: Characters are 20+; slight IzuOcha ship; Fluff; Angst; implied Depression; may or may not been based on experience

And yes, the title is a Song by Evie Clair. You’re quirk is smth to do w/ Empath and it’s not hero material by norms.

You never expect to encounter him. Out of all the people you could’ve met, you didn’t believe you that you could met him online out of all the places.

It started when you became friends with a group of talented singers and musicians as you also joined into the fun – abeit not as talented as them, you tried your best and put your all into it. Not long after that, you began knowing the group which consists of all the previous students of Class 1-A and some other students of UA and soon, Mina invited you to join their group as an “honorary member” as you lived in another country which you gladly accepted.

Sometimes, you would join the voice call and be overwhelmed by the amount of voices blasting in your earphone. Sometimes, you would listen silently as everyone talked over each other while Bakugou screamed and make small explosions that literally makes everyone deaf. Rip earphone users. You loved and treasured these moments with them, although you didn’t know what they looked like.

It wasn’t until he joined that made you the happiest. You were currently teasing Midoriya and Uraraka, saying they were cute crushing on each other, much to Uraraka’s denial and Midoriya’s stuttering. Chuckling, you continue with your impromptu storytelling of their love blossoming until both of them are beyond speechless. You decided to stop when Bakugou joined the conversation.

“Yo, Mina invited other damn extra!” he informed in his usual loud voice.

“Kaachan, you shouldn’t talk to Shinsou like that! He’s listening you know!” Midoriya scolded softly.

You checked and someone was listening in, they had a cat picture as a profile pic and you couldn’t helped but smack yourself in embarrassment as you didn’t noticed earlier while Bakugou and Midoriya beefed it out in the voice chat. You muted them, not wanting to hear they’re yelling of being the no. 1 hero.

“I agree with you btw.” chatted the one with cat pic. “It’s so obvious, it makes me roll my eyes that they remain oblivious to each other’s feelings.”

“IKR!” You typed back, forgetting your embarrassment.

“You’re not from UA, are you?”

“No. Actually, I’m just an honorary member as Mina says since I live miles away haha.”

“I see. I’m Shinsou, Shinsou Hitoshi btw.”

“(l/n) (f/n)! Nice to meet’cha!”

You didn’t know how it happened but you felt an instant connection to him and you two hitted it off from then. You two would always chat in your private message and it quickly became unnoticed by the others, they even started to ship is and make an official name for the ship. You played oblivious as did he, although both of you already know about it.

After two weeks, he called you bb and you couldn’t helped but blush before awkwardly telling him: you really really liked him. At first, he didn’t say anything so you were half-expecting him to reject you and that’ll be it. But surprised, he told you: he liked you back. However you both decided that it’s too early for a relationship so you two now have a peace of mind that at least the other feels the same way.

It was fun, interacting with him, sending him uwus and heart memes, etc. You learned that he’s working as a pro hero while you studied in university. You learned he’s a gamer who sings, plays the guitar and ukulele ngl i can honesty see this as canon. And he plays basketball and soccer just pretend sksksksksk.

You two would schedule voice calls as you both were busy, it would always play out as – you would come home late and wait for him to get out of work as you two chatted away before actually getting in the call once he’s home. You would usually ask about he’s day and about his job and he’d reply with his usual deep tired voice that you’ve grown to love curses my deep voice kink.

This went for two months. Until one night while you were staying up late studying, he chatted your name. This was the first time he called you by your real name, usually he would call you by your username or “bb” as usual so this sudden change set butterflies in your stomach.

“Yes, Toshi?” you replied before teasingly sent, “This is the 1st time you called me by my name haha.”

“I wanted to tell you something important so I thought it’d catch your attention.”

“Well, what is it?”

“I love you.”

Without thinking you typed, “I love you too.” and sent it before realizing what he meant. “Do you meant that as a friend?” You immediately sent.

“Do you want me to say that?”

You blushed hard, you can imagine him chuckling at your stupid question. “Uhhh no??? Idk??? You’re not joking, right??”

“I wouldn’t have said it, if I didn’t mean it.”

“Really?” You couldn’t believe it so you just had to ask.

“Yes.”

“Tell it to me again plz 🥺👉👈.”

“I love you, (y/n).”

“I love you too, Toshi.”

“In advance, I’m so sorry for being a weirdo.”

“But you’re my weirdo.”

Cue squealing. But after that, it went spiraling down. A month and a week went by without communication from him; no updates, no greetings, no nothing. You decided to confront him about your concerns. You understand that he’s busy at work and you were always supportive and understanding at his job were his top priority.

But couldn’t he at least spare you a few minutes of his free time, maybe when he woke up or during his breaks. You didn’t ask for more so you were slightly disappointed with him as it worried you that he worked 6am-2am everday without holiday breaks besides Nov.1-2.

You voiced those concerns to him, he apologized and you forgave him. But this behavior of his continued on and this made you sad, other would say you’re depressed but you were too occupied with thoughts of him; his voice; the feeling he gave you, etc.

For another month and three days, you confront him again but this time he left your pm and blocked you. You panicked as negative thoughts flooding your mind.

Did you do anything wrong? You weren’t too clingy, right? Your chat wasn’t too honest, right?

You somehow managed to calm your mind after a couple of minutes and through logical evaluation and elimination, you concluded that you didn’t do anything wrong. But the questions remain: Why did he leave? Why did he blocked you?

For the longest time, you couldn’t answer that. You spend your time drifting off from reality and to your memories with Toshi while day-by-by you lessen your interactions with your online friends, seemingly just vanishing from thin air.

You felt empty, a void of loneliness filled you as you went your way through your own life, not knowing what to do with yourself or even feel. Why did it come to this? Everything went fine, you two were happy so why? Why did he suddenly leave you all alone like that?

———————————————————————

Today was the reunion of UA batch [number]. Shinsou stood in the far corner of the Gym Gamma, his back leaning against the wall as he observed everyone and everything. He noticed an unfamiliar yet familiar (h/c) locks, he watch as you talked with Sero, Tokoyami, Shouji, and Ojirou. You were especially close to Ojirou, you practically by his side with your arm linked with his.

He didn’t know why he was growing irritated and angry at sight of you being in someone else’s arms when he damn well know that you deserve to move on after what he’d done to you after all those three years but still… He had hoped that you actually waited for him.

You were suddenly called by Kirishima as you leaned towards Ojirou and whispered a soft ‘see you’ before walking towards to him.

“(Y/n)-chan! I want you to meet someone!” He said as he dragged you towards where a lone lavender haired man stood before running away. You opened your mouth to objects but it was already too late, he was gone. You looked at the stranger and felt that same connection when you met him, you knew. Although not having to see his face, you just knew that it was him: Shinsou.

“(L/n) (f/n)! Nice to meet’cha!” You cheered brightly, just like when you first introduced yourself to him.

“I know.” he replied. “I’m Shinsou Hitoshi.” God, why I am so lame. He thought.

“Oh! Nice to finally and officially meet you, Shinsou-san!” You smiled as you raised your glass towards him.

Why did you have to call him like a stranger? And not the usual ‘Toshi’ you would always call him?

He clicked his glass with yours and took a sip as his eyes spotted a shiny accessory on your ring finger, making his heart froze. That’s why. You were engaged. Of course, why wouldn’t you be? You were ever so patient, understanding and supportive. It didn’t even surprise him.

When you finished you glass, you excused yourself as Jirou announces the last song for tonight that is written by the guess before she yelled out your name and you climbed up the stage.

“Love do you know?

We've been growing apart

And you should know

That for me that's hard

Darling I'm scared if I let you go, oh

This will be goodbye for good

It's easier this way

I'll spare my heart some pain

Even though I know it isn't true

It's easier this way

I'll spare my heart some pain

Even though I know it isn't true

‘I never loved you’

And I won't say

That I knew it from the start

So you can say

That we weren't torn apart

'Cause for me, oh it's easier to bleed, oh

When I know you can sleep so I keep telling myself

It's easier this way

I'll spare my heart some pain

Even though I know it isn't true

It's easier this way

I'll spare my heart some pain

Even though I know it isn't true

I feel numb when the drums slow down

Oh, leave me dumb so I can't tell myself

Myself, oh

It's easier this way

I'll spare my heart some pain

I already know that it just isn't true

It's easier this way

I'll spare my heart some pain

Even though I know it isn't true

‘I never loved you’.”

Part 2, maybe???

[punkscowardschampions]

Savannah, Jac, Amelia & Isabelle

Savannah: What are we doing to get party ready? Savannah: because I vote we hit the spa to get our collective ✨ back Savannah: it should be ILLEGAL how my skin looks Jac: No way, I was JUST thinking how good your skin looked like THIS morning Jac: but it's never NOT a good time for the spa too though so 🤭 Savannah: your hype is everything! I don't even deserve how flawless you are in a beyond skin deep way Savannah: but yes to the spa being my go to fave ^^ Amelia: I can't Jac: only giving what you put out, it is beyond deserved ❤❤ Jac: Why not Meelie? Amelia: I'll be at the party but the only way I could be there too is if my mum comes with and NOBODY wants that Jac: Your mum is fun Amelia: not that fun Jac: Doesn't [some boujee place they'd like] have a 10% discount right now, Savvy? Jac: they do THE BEST facials Savannah: 👏🏾 Yes! You have the BEST taste & I think it's actually gone up to 15% 🙌🏾 Isabelle: Awh 😟 it sounds like so much fun but mine won't give me any money and I'm so broke after getting those new trainers Savannah: Don't be silly! It's totally my treat, Is Savannah: your pores shouldn't have to stay clogged for the sake of those trainers Jac: That is so generous of you 🥺🥺 Jac: I NEED a hot oil hair treatment like yesterday, I don't know why it's so dry right now but it's not a mood Savannah: your hair looked beautiful yesterday & if you don't believe me, I literally heard so many girls from the year above talking about it so Jac: 😳😳😳 Jac: well I KNOW Ty heard those 6th years talking about you, he was so jealous, bless him 🥰 Savannah: I was in the bathroom overwhelmed by sadness & I heard your name over & over, it felt seriously fated Savannah: oh my god, he refuses to tell me what they sad, I've given him the full 🥺 & everything Savannah: *said Amelia: maybe you need bigger eyelashes Savannah: Do you think? Jac: Oh my God, where even was I? Boo! 😖 You should have called so I could come find you Jac: no way, you like, INVENTED puppy dog eyes, your natural lashes are so thick and dark Jac: he's just saving your blushes, so cute Savannah: ugh, my phone was like dying because Sienna had all this drama with a girl in her class earlier Savannah: 🥰 you're so cute, I can't even handle all these compliments Jac: Is she okay or do we need to talk to this girl? Jac: her year is vicious, I swear Savannah: she says she's okay but she can't hide how upset she is from me Jac: You're way too empathetic, you know her inside out Jac: Poor Sienna, does she want to come too? Savannah: that's SUCH a great idea, I'll ask her Jac: We could all get matching nails Isabelle: Sorry...mum called Isabelle: won't that be really expensive though? are you super sure Sav? Savannah: of course, Is Savannah: it's not like I need a new outfit for Erin's house party Isabelle: Yay, thank you so much! 😁 So you can come too Meels? Amelia: No Amelia: it wasn't about the money, remember? Isabelle: 😥 you don't want to be left out though Amelia: there's nothing I can do about that Isabelle: oh that's such a shame Isabelle: I'll bring you back some of those mini cakes and sandwiches they do Amelia: thanks Amelia: I'll see you at Erin's Jac: Are you sure there's no way? Amelia: you've really forgotten the 📅 haven't you? Jac: Oh, it's her birthday Jac: right? Amelia: yeah Savannah: we should send her 💐 from all of us Savannah: I love your mum Jac: Are you definitely coming to the party then? Amelia: I'll be there Amelia: Erin throws a good party Jac: 💐 is a great idea, we can go pick them out Jac: what are you doing with her today then? Amelia: 🎭🩰 totally not my thing but my dad won't take her Amelia: she doesn't think I will either, so it'll be stay a huge surprise Jac: That's really nice, she'll love it Jac: I'd love to go sometime Savannah: Ballet lessons were the highlight of my Saturday when I was little, I was obsessed Savannah: mainly for the outfits though 😄 Jac: I can so picture you with your little bun 😊 adorable Savannah: [pics because she's that bitch] Jac: 😭😭😭😭 Jac: how have you always been PERFECT Jac: I was so ugly 😬😂 Amelia: no you weren't Jac: I so was Jac: you and Is were really sweet and I was so 😱😱 Jac: never mind the puppy fat, yikes Amelia: the fringe my mum forced me to have was not sweet 😣 Savannah: I'm with Amelia, you were definitely such an 👼🏻👶🏻 Amelia: she was Amelia: [pics of them all as kids but especially her being bffs with Jac to make that point to Savannah like] Jac: You guys are so sweet Jac: I love you Isabelle: I look exactly the same is that a good or a bad thing Amelia: 😂 Amelia: better than looking like 👧🏻 Amelia: I'm literally an emoji Isabelle: Iconic, some would say Isabelle: 🤭 Savannah: these pics are going to make me cry, I swear Savannah: too adorable Savannah: as if you've all been friends for so long Jac: It's so wild to me that we weren't friends before now Jac: we should've been friends this whole time too Savannah: I know, but I guess I wasn't ready until now Savannah: I had so much character development to do first Jac: 🙌🙏 ^^ SAME Jac: it had to be now Jac: you're all being nice about it but I would lowkey DIE if you knew me even a few years ago Jac: not cute Savannah: ^^^^^^ Savannah: Ty hasn't seen me before we got together & I 🙏🏾 he never will Amelia: he didn't go to another school, I think he knows that you existed before him Jac: the glo-up is too real to go back 💁 Savannah: I'm still waiting for my glow up Savannah: there's only so much the spa can do Jac: 😤 you're so FLAWLESS Jac: like literally, there isn't a single thing wrong with you Savannah: stop, I don't know if I'll start blushing or sobbing Isabelle: I would love to look like you, Savannah Isabelle: what should I wear tonight? Isabelle: I want Tom to notice me Savannah: I'm flattered but you need to embrace your own beauty, Is Savannah: it's so important Savannah: Oh, Tom R or Tom S? Isabelle: Ew, Tom S Isabelle: I made out with Tom R last year and it was baaaad bad Savannah: One second, I'll ask Ty about him now I have the right Tom Isabelle: I'm so excited I might puke Savannah: okay so he likes to make the first move, you'll need to dress like you're not the kind of girl who kissed Tom R Isabelle: How do I do that? I need help 😩 Savannah: maybe you can borrow something of Amelia's Isabelle: Can I Meels? Isabelle: I dunno if I'll suit your style though...I'm not cool Amelia: I couldn't get the grass stains out of the skirt you borrowed last time Isabelle: Whoops 😉 Amelia: and you don't need to dress to impress Tom S anyway, he's nothing special Isabelle: He's so lush though Amelia: 🤨 Isabelle: Come on! You have eyes Isabelle: isn't he so fit guys Savannah: I only have eyes for one boy, but he does have nice eyes himself Jac: You've done worse Isabelle: Yeah, Tom R for example Isabelle: 😨 Savannah: 😅 Savannah: You know who apparently is the worst kisser ever, Donovan! Savannah: have you ever kissed him, Is? Isabelle: Have I? Isabelle: 🤔 Amelia: he leaned in to 💋 but you 🤮 on his trainers Isabelle: Ha! Isabelle: Dodged a bullet, apparently Jac: He wasn't as fast Savannah: Oh my god! Jac: It was so shaming, we had to call her mum to pick her up Savannah: my parents would kill me Jac: Your mum is like, beyond chill, Is Jac: she lets you get away with loads Savannah: I'd be beyond jealous if I wanted to kiss Tom R, or fall down drunk in his path, at least Savannah: thankfully he's not my type Isabelle: Not even, she was so mad at me for ages Isabelle: I was sick in the fireplace Isabelle: it was so hard to clean Jac: Is that friend of Ty's going? Jac: 😶 Savannah: yes Jac: 🥴 Isabelle: oooooooooooooooooh, do you like someone J?!?!? Savannah: he doesn't usually go to house parties but as soon as he heard you were, he recognised that Erin's had potential Isabelle: who who Savannah: J doesn't want to make a big deal out of it Amelia: then why turn it into a big secret? Jac: It's no secret Jac: but Is has already got no chill and you know I'm shy Jac: I won't be able to cope with how blatant her 👀 is Amelia: you could've told me that you liked someone Jac: I am telling you Jac: like, right now Amelia: not really Jac: What do you mean? 🤨 Amelia: I mean, you're not actually telling me anything Jac: I'm not trying to like, commandeer this whole convo and make it about me Jac: but okay Jac: he's one of Ty's friends, he's on the team too Amelia: I could scroll up for that info but okay Jac: I don't know what you want me to say? Jac: I've not spoken to him properly yet, he's just interesting Amelia: interesting how? Jac: 😳 Savannah: is this third degree honestly necessary? Jac: maybe I shouldn't go now Jac: I'm feeling kinda off Savannah: Baby 😔 Savannah: we can do whatever you want to do Jac: No, I won't spoil your guys fun Jac: you should all go Savannah: it won't be any fun without you Savannah: & anyway, if you don't feel well you need someone there to take care of you Jac: You'd do that for me? Jac: you'll make me cry, I swear Savannah: It's just a stupid party, you're you Jac: Will Ty be mad at you? Savannah: of course not, all his friends will be there, he doesn't need me as much as you do Jac: I wanna still try to do the spa Jac: for Sienna Jac: but I just can't see him now, the anxiety is too high Savannah: she'll understand if we have to reschedule but it might make you feel better to be pampered Savannah: but I'll give you a facial if you can't cope with a full spa situation Savannah: it's totally your decision Jac: I do have this new mask I think will be amazing for your skin type Jac: bring Sienna, she can see the new pup we just got Savannah: you understand too, don't you, Is? Savannah: I'll take you for a manicure next week, I promise Isabelle: Oh, yeah, totally Isabelle: mum said it's too much to accept anyway Isabelle: Are you sure you don't want to come though? Isabelle: sounds like he really wants to see you Savannah: I'm here for you if you want any more outfit help for Tom, just facetime me Isabelle: Thank you sweetie, I'm really torn between these 3 dresses Isabelle: wait, 4 Isabelle: I'll definitely call Jac: You're a doll, Is Jac: Tom is gonna be 😍 Savannah: ^^ I can't wait to hear how blown away he is by you Isabelle: I'll give you all the rundown tomorrow morning 😁😁😁 Isabelle: do you want to go together, Meels? Amelia: I've got to put the time in with mum, I'll probably be late getting there Amelia: don't worry about waiting for me Isabelle: Okay, if you're sure Isabelle: come find me when you get there Amelia: yeah, Tom's tall, I'll be able to Isabelle: 🤤🤤🤤 Isabelle: he's so tall Amelia: play it cool, Is Isabelle: 😖 Savannah: you don't need to listen to Amelia, she's not an expert Amelia: I don't need to know about boys, I know her Isabelle: I don't wanna be sick on this one's shoes Amelia: of course you don't Amelia: trust me, drink less, dance more Jac: you should let him give you your first drink Savannah: 👏🏾 he'll LOVE that Isabelle: Ugh, thanks guys Isabelle: I am going to need to pre-drink though Isabelle: for my nerves Amelia: me too, for my 🎭🩰🧠 Jac: What ballet is it? Amelia: 🔥🐦 Jac: Your mum will love it Amelia: she hasn't already seen it, that's a good start Jac: I haven't either Jac: I mean, I just watch the performances at home but yeah Jac: we've sent the flowers via one of those postbox ones, they'll come tomorrow Amelia: she'll love those too Amelia: maybe even more than seeing me dressed for 🎭🩰 Jac: send us your outfit too then, yeah Amelia: no way, they're going nowhere but my mum's facebook Jac: I am her friend, you know Isabelle: hey, I'm not! Amelia: add her, she won't mind Isabelle: I'm so going to Isabelle: not my Insta though Isabelle: I've blocked mine 💁 Amelia: it's okay, I don't let her on my insta either any more Amelia: she leaves too many 😳 comments Isabelle: Mammys are the worst Isabelle: 😬😬 Amelia: at least she understands socials, my dad is clueless Amelia: and he's not THAT old Isabelle: My nan loves selfies Amelia: your nan is my everything Amelia: if I could bring her to the party tonight, I would Isabelle: 😂 you're so wild Amelia: tear yourself away from whichever Tom it is and you'll see Isabelle: not with Pam thank you 🤣 Isabelle: she has a boyfriend Amelia: get it Pamela Isabelle: his name is Brian Isabelle: they go down dolly mount every Friday, it's so cute Amelia: I'm so happy for them Jac: Awh, how sweet Jac: What about Jackie, has she been dating? Isabelle: She never tells me anything Isabelle: she says she's too busy working Amelia: Jackie doesn't need a man Isabelle: You sound just like her! Amelia: cut me deeper, Is 💔 Isabelle: sorry, you do though Isabelle: do you listen to the same female empowerment spotify playlist? Amelia: link me, I'd probably I'd be into it Isabelle: [does, imagine those single lady tunes lmao] Amelia: 😂 Amelia: this could save my life when I hate the 🎭🩰 Isabelle: no, no, take this Isabelle: [some dance sexy sassy playlist she's listening to] Amelia: you should send that one to Erin Amelia: save the party too Isabelle: Good idea Isabelle: [some cringy tiktok moment of her dancing, Isabelle stop] Amelia: [a video of amelia dancing amazingly at some party or other recently that Isabelle had to go home early from so she missed it, cos we gotta remind the lurking bae who we are] Isabelle: 🤯🤯����🤯 YOU'RE SO GOOD Isabelle: you should post! you'd get so many likes Amelia: I was so drunk, that's all Savannah: I can't believe that's you! Amelia: 🤔 am I flattered or offended Isabelle: Meels has always been a good dancer Isabelle: you should teach me Amelia: we can start tonight if it won't make Tom rage that he isn't teaching you something Isabelle: it's for his benefit Isabelle: so many lads are gonna be 😍 at you Amelia: they'll be looking at you if I do it right Isabelle: I'm fine with that 😋 Amelia: me too Jac: [some message between Ty and this Tom with some form of insider info they've made him get lol like you're welcome Isabelle but you also owe us now] Amelia: I'm seriously not understanding why you like him, Is Isabelle: 😲 OMG OMG Isabelle: it is so useful having a boy on our team Isabelle: thank you Ty, ahhhhhhh Isabelle: [pictures of him like hello] Savannah: We all want you to be happy Isabelle: 🥺🥺 awwwww Savannah: did you narrow down your outfit picks yet? Isabelle: no, I'm making toasties Isabelle: mum said I have to line my stomach 🙄 Jac: I hope that doesn't make a reappearance later Amelia: Erin's 🏠 is lovely, try not to redecorate it for her Amelia: can I stay over at yours, Is? Amelia: my parents will be all 😍🥰😘 Isabelle: 🤢🤢🤢 Isabelle: You can Isabelle: mum's on nights so she'll be gone and we won't have to worry about waking her up Amelia: if Tom's staying too, tell me now because that's as 🤢 Isabelle: Amelia! Amelia: I don't want to see or hear it, sorry Isabelle: he won't be staying, oh my gosh Amelia: okay Isabelle: I'm not a slag Isabelle: that's just what Kane put about when I dumped him for two-timing me Amelia: until I shut him up Isabelle: Ha, that was funny Isabelle: I thought he was gonna cry Amelia: he probably did when he went home Jac: 👏 Amelia: I should probably go get 🎭🩰 ready Amelia: 😣 this 👗 though Amelia: I'm going to look like I belong on Pam's 🚽 to hide her 🧻 Jac: 😏 Jac: it's not like you can wear your grass-stained skirt Amelia: It's long gone Jac: Shame Amelia: yeah, I liked it Jac: and Is had a good time in it Jac: fond memories Amelia: I'm sorry, okay? Jac: ... Jac: What? Amelia: for the 'third degree' earlier Jac: Oh, right Jac: well thanks for apologising, that's mature of you Amelia: I can be, sometimes Jac: I wouldn't suggest otherwise Amelia: I just had no idea you liked any of Ty's friends Jac: It's not like a thing, is all Jac: I'm not like in love with the boy Jac: you'd know if it was serious Amelia: would I? Jac: Obviously Jac: don't be silly Amelia: I have to go, I wouldn't have time to be silly even if you wanted me to Jac: Make sure your mum has a good time then ❤ Amelia: she will, I've booked a dinner reservation and everything Savannah: That's so cute! I feel like I should be a better daughter starting today Jac: Same Jac: putting us all to shame Isabelle: I only got my mum a necklace from the market for her birthday Isabelle: and it made her neck go green 😩 Amelia: she's been annoying me less lately Amelia: actually being helpful Isabelle: 🥳🥳🥳 Amelia: I didn't realise she was good for advice AND gossip Jac: You know you can talk to us too, right Isabelle: ^^ We're your best friends forever Amelia: it's nothing, I thought I liked someone too but I got it wrong Isabelle: but you never like ANYONE Isabelle: no offence Amelia: none taken Isabelle: you'll find someone Meels 😙 Amelia: maybe Amelia: maybe not Isabelle: Of course you will, you're lovely! Isabelle: right girls Jac: But she can take as much time as she likes, Is Savannah: Ty has so many amazing friends when you are ready, but there's no rush Amelia: Thanks Sav, but they're not my type Jac: I hate to think of your mum waiting on her birthday Jac: you don't wanna be late because Is still hasn't picked an outfit Amelia: don't worry, I'm going Isabelle: See you at Erin's 💖 Jac: Later 👋 Amelia: yeah x 2

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When in Rome...

... Eat a lot of pasta, see the sights, and load up on pictures! Starting off our visit to Italy with beautiful and historical Rome.

So much to see in a city that dates back how many centuries, didn't even really think about food - at first. Then after seeing all pictures and places to eat, outside of pizza and pasta (which totally lives up to the hype, as long as you don't end up in a tourist trap which can easily happen). There's also quite a bit of seafood and of course gelato, coffee, desserts, etc. So here we go!

Arriving early afternoon we had time for one stop, the Pantheon! You can see it though the alleyways as you're walking towards it. The size is overwhelming! Then you see all the tourists, wonder how long it's going to take to get in, send the husband into the line while you take pictures and then be pleasantly surprised the queue moves super fast! I thought the inside would have been bigger, maybe because there actually weren't that many people inside compared to those waiting outside or that I was expecting more after being blown away by exterior. Regardless, very happy we made the stop.

A couple blocks away is the very famous gelato shop Giolitti. Absolutely flooded with people, can barely make out the flavours with all the bodies in the way. It was delicious and refreshing, however, I can't say it was the best we had during our trip. A must-visit because it's an icon but you'll find tastier and cheaper... My fave places that we tried out to come ;-)

I booked as many skip-the-line tickets as possible since standing in a queue is a waste of time. The best thing was booking the early access to the Vatican, skip the line and get in before the crowd does. Arriving just after 7am for check-in we were inside the Vatican Museum (above) before 7:30 and had a tour guide explain the history of the tapestries, maps, etc. We get to the entrance of the Sistine Chapel just before 8am when the doors open. I've heard from many friends that it's normally shoulder to shoulder, can't imagine trying to lean back to see the masterpiece on the ceiling in that kind of crowd. Happy to grab a seat on the back bench and take as much in as possible. The company we used was City Wonders and would recommend them.

By the time we made it to the veranda to see St. Peter's Square there was a line that snaked about 1/4 the way around square, it was only about 10am! It was a hot and sunny day so standing in that wouldn't have been pleasant. 

Jet lag isn’t so bad, you can use the time to go to the super early things like 7am tours. It’s funny, sleeping isn’t that important on vacation but is top priority back home.

Around the corner from the Vatican is a pizza place called Alice Pizza, recommended by our guide. Order by the slice, everything looked amazing and we were famished so we certainly bit off more than we can chew. Actually worked out, having done the touristy thing - look for the pie with the least slices left and order that - we essentially had a taste of each pie! The more popular local flavours did not work for us non-Italians (fish apparently is a popular flavour!) but we still were stuffed from the different types of cured meats, mushrooms, veggies toppings

Later that evening we wandered to Trastevere since there's lots of shops that open late along with restaurants and bars. We had a nice drink at a trendy place called 404 Name Not Found. Friendly staff and cheap beer and wine. The highlight though had to be the dinner we had at Da Enzo, the pasta was fabulous!

The wait was about an hour and I was totally regretting not grabbing a snack at 404 but it was worth the wait. The traditional lasagna (above) and carbonara was 5/5! Carbonara (below) seems to be the specialty and go to in Rome so it's a must try. At Da Enzo they use a pork cheek bacon that has a nice hint of smokiness and just the right amount of crisp. Who doesn't love lasagna, let's be honest. The meat sauce was perfectly seasoned with a right thickness. Watery meat sauce is a tragedy (which you'd often come across with lasagna at home), makes the pasta too soft and ruins the whole dish. The tiramisu was also delicious, not overly sweet, smooth cream and coffee with ladyfingers soaking it all in.

We joined another skip the line tour for the Colosseum and Roman Forum (Walks of Italy). The guide, Guido, was full of information but also monotone like a jaded junior high teacher. So you want to listen and learn but struggle to keep focused. Well worth it to have him lead the way since there's so much to see and loads of other tour groups but would have been more enjoyable if he had just a wee bit of enthusiasm.

When I researched how we'd explore the Colosseum I had seen so many picture of the exterior, with the one side that had crumbled because of the many earthquakes, but not many pics of the inside. Without the guide's explanation we couldn't have guessed half the things and what they were for. Like in the image above, this was where many of the animals, from all over the world, were brought into view - using man powered elevators! Well slave powered pulley systems, each animal, could be hippos, giraffes, leopards, skunks, etc, would be brought up at different times to increase the suspense for the audiences, rising from different parts of the stage. The larger animals, like elephants and lions, would come through a side entrance. All animals were kept in the dark and starved for several days to ensure they would come out enraged and attack the first thing it saw. Who would have known?

The Spanish Steps was just around the corner from our hotel. Typically packed with visitors. It was a pleasant surprise when we were leaving to go to the train station one early morning to see they it was almost completely empty. The contrast from the night before is actually kinda magical, to feel like you have the place all to yourself after seeing literally thousands of people just 10 hours before bending and reaching to try and get a selfie that doesn't have 25 people photobombing you. It was peaceful, nice way to leave Rome and head to our next destination - Florence.