#i'd say i'm heavily projecting as i usually am but this really is real to me

[monacobasedgirldad]

max is a traumatised autistic mood, the max girlies (gn) are unfortunately correct about the tism vibes

[simtleman]

SIMTLEMAN'S GOING FOR IT: A 1920s, '30s & '40s save file (work in progress)

Here's the thing: like many of you simblrs, I only play with historical sims (being the 1920s, '30s & '40s the eras I mainly focus on... because I LIVE for that aesthetic). However, it's almost impossible to find decent historical save files to play with (except @antiquatedplumbobs's "Antiquated Brindleton", which is AMAZINGLY well done but it's set in the 1890s and that's not my vibe, really), so I got fed up and finally decided to go for it: I'm creating my own save file from scratch, damn it! Yes, you heard me.

As you can see, my first build is going to be an hotel CLEARLY inspired by the infamous Hotel Cortez from American Horror Story: Hotel, which at the same time is inspired by the terrifying yet fascinating real life Cecil Hotel. I am a sucker for art deco, always have and always will... so I've tried to go for that sort of mood: pure, rectangular lines, geometrical flooring/carpeting and gold... lots of gold.

So far I've done the lobby which you can see above, a library/smoking room and the bar (which I might be changing to a different location within the building and hiding it behind a secret door in the library since, you know, Prohibition was a thing in the '20s):

I'm also finished with the smaller rooms in the first floor, though I still feel they're missing something. I'm a maximalist and they sort of feel too empty for me, but then again that's what usually happens with hotel rooms, right?

I'd love to hear your thoughts, you beautiful old sports (see what I did there? Please tell me you got the reference)! Tell me what ya think and what other rooms/builds I should go for next, I'm open to putting my creativity to the service of your ideas! :)

And before you ask, as far as making this save file public and downloadable in the future... I'm not so sure, the only reason being it is so heavily CC based I wouldn't even know where to begin listing all the items I'm using. Wouldn't it be awesome to have a program that identifies and lists all the CC items you've used in a lot? Just saying!

Anyways, hope you guys like it and we shall see what this crazy project ends up looking like lol

[bakurapika]

My boss has been awesome but I got in trouble for overlooking something several weeks ago that, real talk, I think is probably heavily due to how I've had some big memory issues lately which I think is related to my lack of med management. But I'm sure as hell not gonna say that for multiple reasons (1 of which being, I think she has similar issues herself and would think it's BS, and 2, if she DID believe me then she'd question my ability to do my job to a point where it'd be worse than believing I was intentionally a little negligent).

And right after that, I was late for a meeting because of 1) those same memory issues, and 2) some tech issues. Where it looked like I was being intentionally negligent again.

And I'd just recently asked if she would still be a good reference for me if I had to get another job becuase of financial issues she was already fully aware of (and she's been the kind of person who I trusted to be supportive with this information despite being a boss), so it's been pretty transparent that she thinks I'm slacking off on purpose.

I thought that all got settled but now she's been interpreting normal situations that would usually be like "oh yeah, we'll clean this up no problem" or even not have any identified issue at all, where it would just require a little paperwork on my end to fix - and seems to just be looking for evidence that I don't take my job seriously. I'm really on edge whenever she talks to me now, because this situation has played out before at the same job with a really bad boss, and things got reeeeally shitty right afterward.

I feel inclined to be like "lol! it's just my anxiety! i'm projecting!" but I genuinely don't think I am, and so far my instincts have been pretty spot on about this kind of thing.

And it fully sucks because she became my boss specifically to get me out of that situation of a sucky boss who interprets everything I do in the worst faith possible.

But anyway, so I've been having breakdowns at work whatever. But everyone gets a day off on the day of the week we normally have a private boss-employee meeting. I was really relieved about that. But literally last minute of today, she rescheduled it to be at the end of the day tomorrow, right before the long weekend, and it's gonna suck and I'm not sure if it's better to dread it all day or to have "gotten it over with" and have a sucky conversation that made the entire day awful again. Not that I have a choice.

So basically I need to go into this conversation and lie like a rug. Because being honest and taking accountability for my actions has gotten me treated with suspicion because she thought I was lying and admitting to anything that's "off" before it becomes a problem for other people (though it may not have been pointed out as an issue I caused - or a problem at all - if I let it lie) has itself become a chance to evaluate what I've done as laziness or doing bad work. Even if the actual thing being discussed took place ages before I was applying for other jobs.

Hence lying like a rug. I just need to be polite and accept any blame she gives me without taking it personally or letting it affect my actions (since yesterday at work, I got next to nothing done because I was crying all day, compared to today, where I decided Fuck It and chilled most of the day and was able to focus on my work like a normal person afterwards, without needing to text anyone for my own safety or anything at all). And basically I need to roleplay someone who's not emotionally invested in my job at all but is distantly professional.

But I'm really shitty at lying in that kind of situation so it'll probably take about 45 seconds to break me, and I'll wind up being like "I WAS SOBBING IN THE OFFICE ON WEDNESDAY BECAUSE OF AN OFFHAND REMARK YOU MADE" which would be taken as utter manipulative, lying horseshit. And it's a half hour meeting and she's definitely gonna confront me about stuff that, real talk? Was at least as much her fault as mine, if they're even situations that you feel like you need to identify anyone being at fault in at all - and again if I even hint at that being the truth, I'm f u c k e d.

God someone please like this post to tell me I'm not alone even if you just skimmed it because I'm struggling. Maybe send me a message about the worksona I need to develop and how I should be able to keep it together for like 2 full minutes.

Like if she hates me at a personal level now, she won't want to talk for long either, right??

[doublegoblin]

This or That

Thank ya @gummybugg for the tag !

It's been a while since I've done one of these and there are some different questions so I'll be answering for myself on this one.

As far as who else to tag, @asterhaze @randomstupidchaos @princessw0lf @angie-j-kay and anyone else whom'st've the desire to join in the fun!

historical or futuristic

Between the two I enjoy the aesthetic more. When it comes to futuristic I feel that sometimes the descriptions and setting can get a bit muddy and bloated with stuff. Idk just vibes too.

the opening or closing chapter

I can't really recall what I put last time and I am too lazy to double check. But, as I've been working more and more on longer WIPS I've come to really enjoy the concept of that final chapter. Putting everything in its place and tying it off with a happy little bow. Carrot on a stick kind of mentality.

light+fluffy or dark+gritty

Despite the content that I typically write, I don't typically like to engage with bummer stuff. Also in my experience, dark and gritty is usually just a shorthand for making everyone bastards. Real big oh ho ho we people are just a bad day away from tribalism like bro, gtfo with that shit. Not to say it isn't valid, just not what I want to engage with.

animal companion or found family

Both are equally good, but, just vibes?

horror or romance

Despite what I said two questions up, I do enjoy me a good spoopin'. Not too much like blood and gore, but like, the tingle at the back of your neck kind of horror. Don't put a bomb under a table and have the viscera go everywhere, tell me a bomb is under the table and then nothing else. Plus, I'm an edgy bitch who enjoys edgy monsters.

hard magic system or soft magic system

I'm a nerd who enjoys rules and regulating things. Maybe there is some neurospicyness to it, idk. Hard magic lets you have a problem and find fun ways to use those same problems and maybe come up with a unique solution. Or better yet, find some loops holes that still make it "technically" correct.

standalone or series

This was a toughy, but just once again comes down to vibes. What it came down to was me splitting some hairs. If a work follows the same storyline but just over multiple iterations (i.e. the original Percy Jackson series) I still consider it a standalone. A series takes place in the same universe but different stories are told in that same universe (think more spin offs or side stories, once again Percy Jackson). Does this actually make sense? Not really. But, these are my vibes.

one project at a time or always juggling 2+

I want it to be this way, but my WIPs disagree with me. Though I tend to only focus heavily on one for an extended time before jumping to the other (usually a chapter or so).

one award winner or one bestseller

You could make the argument that a bestseller is also an award winner, but, when it comes down to it I'd rather have my stuff reach the most amount of people who want to engage with it on its own merits rather than because it has a fancy qualifier.

For stuff I engage with, I truly don't give a shit about either. I am a slop enjoyer.

fantasy or sci-fi

Same kind of answer as the first question.

Unrelated I do have strong feelings and opinions on the color use in sci-fi. Technology with a Black/Green color scheme is NOT the same as Black/Red and I will die on this arbitrary hill.

character description or setting description

I hate writing character descriptions.

first draft or final draft

It is that primordial marble block, just begging to be sculpted into something. And with every sculpture, you don't start off with smooth features, you have to beat the rough shape out and then gentle shape it. I really enjoy the hammering.

love triangle in everything or no romantic arcs

Between the two, give me nothing. Also with a love triangle (which is hardly ever an actual triangle more of a horseshoe of conflict) you will always, and I mean ALWAYS, have people adamant the wrong choice was made.

Also another quick aside (and I know this isn't the case in every situation but I can only engage with so much media) the choices for the "triangle" are just like pallete swaps of each other. Also it seems that no matter who the center object picks, there doesn't seem to be any bad blood or long term consequences, the unpicked option usually gets a "runner up" prize anway.

constant sandstorm or rainstorm

In a perfect world where the weather doesn't matter, this 100%. Like have you seen the vibetastic photos of inside a sandstorm? The auburn hues, the occasional static discharges, the dim but still useful light? Pure vibes.

Maybe it's also because I live in an area that gets plenty of rain, and the idea of something new is exciting.

[sidhelives]

Andraste's Grace

Written for @kyupidete as part of my Twitter giveaway. I said I'd give her anything and this is what she wanted.

In which Aria Hawke fucks with Sebastian Vael.

Full text under break

"So," Aria set the empty shot glass down onto the bar with a firm clink . "Why do you think Sebastian decided to come out with us?" She rolled her eyes onto the side to look at Isabela.

Isabela tossed back her own shot and slammed it down beside Aria's. "He didn't used to be such a good boy. Maybe he misses it."

"Or maybe he just wanted to ruin my evening." Anders glowered from Aria's other side.

The other members of their drinking party, Varric, Fenris, Merrill, and Sebastian, were seated and chatting amicably a few yards away. Aveline had declined Varric's invitation to The Hanged Man, citing her busy work schedule. Aria knew the real reason was that she hadn't yet forgiven her for the previous soirees.

Isabela rolled her eyes. "Oh come off it, Anders. Not everything is about you."

"And take your shot, we can't do another round until you do." Aria pushed up on the bottom of the glass in his hand.

He swatted her hand away and threw back the shot, his glare still focused on the table.

Aria plucked the empty glass from his hand and kissed his cheek, grinning madly. "Stop sulking. I don't have drunken sex with sulkers."

" I'm not sulking," Isabela volunteered enthusiastically.

Anders glared at her and wrapped one arm possessively around Aria's hips. "I'm not sulking , I just don't like him."

"Corff," Aria called sweetly, gesturing at the empty glasses, then turned back around to join Anders in observing the table. "He is cute though." She smirked.

"Those eyes," Isabela agreed dreamily, leaning back on the bar.

Anders scoffed in disgust.

"You'd think so too if he didn't have the hand of the Maker so far up his ass." Aria nudged him with her shoulder.

Behind them, Corff showed up and tipped dark alcohol into the three empty glasses.

"Leave the bottle," Aria told him over her shoulder.

"Am I ever going to get paid for this?" He grumbled.

She looked back at him. "I'm the Champion of Kirkwall, you know I'm good for it."

He rolled his eyes and set the bottle down on the bar, then receded to help other patrons.

"You're never going to settle your tab, are you?" Isabela smirked.

Aria grinned, placing a full shot into Anders's hand. "I'm sure Varric will get it handled eventually."

"Clink!" Isabela cried, and the three of them knocked their shots together before tossing them back.

"We could mess with him," Aria suggested nonchalantly, pouring more alcohol into their glasses. "Would that make you feel better, Love?"

Anders gave her a side-eyed glance. "Might."

"What did you have in mind?" Isabela asked with a raised eyebrow, taking the bottle from Aria's hand and drinking from it.

Aria considered. "Maybe rile him up: low whispers in his ear, soft caresses, accidentally slip my tongue into his mouth. You know, get him all hot and bothered," she snatched the bottle back from Isabela and took another shot. "Then do Anders on the table. Really hammer the point home."

"Wouldn't Anders be the one hammering in that case?" Isabela laughed.

Anders rolled his eyes. "I thought the point of the plan was to make me feel better ."

Aria kissed his cheek again. "That's why you get to fuck me and not him."

He shook his head. "Absolutely not." He looked Aria up and down. "You're already drunk."

She nodded. "That was the purpose of the bottle, yes."

"I've got a better plan anyway," Isabela interjected, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

Anders and Aria both raised their eyebrows at her, and she crooked one finger at the woman to come closer, whispering into her ear once she did. Anders watched with interest as a maniacal smile came over Aria's face and she cackled.

"Oh, that is good."

"I know, isn't it?" Isabela agreed proudly.

"What is it?" Anders asked suspiciously.

"A surprise," Aria responded coyly. "Don't worry, you'll like it." She tipped the bottle back, emptying it with several swallows, then dragged the back of her hand across her mouth. She gestured for the others to follow her then headed to the table. Anders sighed heavily and followed behind her and the giddy Isabela.

Everyone looked up as they approached and Varric opened his mouth to greet them, but before he got the chance Aria dropped to her hands and knees and shimmied under the table.

"What are you doing, Hawke?" Fenris asked gruffly, pushing his chair back.

"Gird your loins, boys. Hawke is cock hunting." Varric laughed.

"I think it's unfair to Merrill to imply that I'm only interested in cocks." Aria's muffled voice came from under the table.

Merrill blushed, a sparkle of crimson across her cheekbones.

"Deepest apologies," Varric said grandiosely. "Gird your loins, everyone ."

"Thank you!" Came the muffled response.

"Where is she?" Anders crossed his arms.

"I'm— I'm not sure," Merrill murmured, cautiously peeking down at her feet.

"Does she do this sort of thing often?" Sebastian asked, nonplussed by the strange sequence of events.

"Not as often as you would think," Varric replied with a shrug.

"I can't imagine the state of the floor in a place like this. Her breeches are going to be rui—" Sebastian stopped mid-word, eyes widening slightly and he wetted his lips uncomfortably. "Aria. What are you doing?"

Isabela, who had been suppressing giggles between tightly clamped lips, broke, cackling madly. Everyone else quickly moved to get a better view.

"I'm asking forgiveness for my sins." Aria's palms were flat on the tops of his thighs, on either side of and level with her chin. "I've never done it before. You're supposed to do it on your knees, right?"

Sebastian swallowed hard, casting his eyes up toward the ceiling. "I feel that there are better times and places to seek penitence."

"You ever seen a man try that hard to not be hard?" Varric murmured out the side of his mouth at Isabela.

She smirked. "Which do you think will blow first? His pants or his brain?"

Anders said "pants" at the same time Varric said "brain" and they shared a competitive look.

"Spoken like a man who's never had Aria's head between his thighs," Anders quipped.

Varric chuckled. "You're on, Blondie."

Aria's hands slid father up Sebastian's thighs and she leaned into him, making his entire body go rigid. "Blessed Andraste, forgive this poor sinner what she is about to do."

"What are you about to—?" Sebastian chanced a glance down at his lap and pressed his lips together, corners of his mouth turning down, as Aria pressed her lips to those of the visage of Andraste emblazoned on his belt buckle.

Varric, Isabela, and Anders burst into hysterical laughter, Merrill covered her giggle behind her hand, and even Fenris cracked a smile as Sebastian sat looking unimpressed. He made a small grunt of surprise as Aria grabbed his hips, mouth opening slightly so she could tongue his buckle with the same reckless abandon she had shown when crawling into his lap. Tears streamed down Isabela's face as she struggled to breathe between howling cackles, leaning on the table with one hand, and The Hanged Man's other occupants began casting glances in their direction.

Sebastian gave an irritated sigh. "You're defiling my lady."

Aria slowly pried her mouth away from Andraste's face with a pop and looked up at him. "What? Are you the only one allowed to do that? I can only assume that's why you keep her so close ." She punctuated her statement by sliding her hands back over his thighs, her fingers firmly brushing just below the buckle.

Sebastian, who had settled into a false sense of safety, sucked air in sharply in a hiss, his entire body tensing, and his eyes shot back to the ceiling. This caused another uproar of laughter, even Fenris throwing his head back and guffawing.

"I think that's enough prayer for one day." With a smirk Aria receded under the table again, appearing back where she had initially disappeared, hopping to her feet and dusting herself off.

"How was it?" Isabela whispered, leaning into her.

"I can see why he was popular with the ladies." She replied with a wink before grabbing Anders's hand and dragging him away from the table towards Varric's suite. "Varric!" She shouted as she passed.

"Yeah, yeah, the room is in use, I got it." He grumbled, a smirk still on his lips. He turned to Sebastian. "Welcome to the club, Chantry Boy."

Sebastian took several deep breaths, exhaling slowly. "Does she do that often?"

"Usually only once per person," Fenris joked. "Then again, I've never seen her drag her pet off that quickly afterward."

"I'd say someone was impressed," Isabela purred, settling onto the table near Merrill's elbow.

"Impressed with what?" Merrill asked innocently. "All he did was sit there stiff as a tree."

"Yes, Kitten. All of him. Every single muscle. Stiff as a tree." Isabela stared directly at Sebastian as she spoke, his face slowly gaining color.

Merrill looked between Isabela's intense gaze and Sebastian's rising flush and became suddenly quite red herself. "Oh."

Fenris and Varric burst into laughter again as Sebastian awkwardly scooched his chair closer to the table. Varric signaled to Corff. "I think everyone could use another round."

"Some of us more than others," Sebastian grumbled.

[punkscowardschampions]

Junior & Nancy

Gay nerds

Junior: Nance, how on earth are you tackling this art project? To say I'm discombobulated is an understatement that isn't getting me an A any time soon! Nancy: 😕 sums it up in a way. Obviously I can fall back on the twin thing but is that too safe? 😩 But we couldn't be more different Junior: 😖 Like, I love how vague and open to our own interpretation it is...but also I fucking hate how vague and open to our own interpretation it is! 😢😂 No one would blame you; least of all me, 'cos I was tempted- being the sore thumb I am when counting our ten- and I've not even got the twin angle everyone is so about in all areas of art tbh Junior: If nothing else, Buster is a willing participant in a photo op always? Junior: Ooh, you could get something matchy match from your childhood photos (I know they exist) and splice it with portraits of you now...Think that elevates it Nancy: You've put your finger on it. Nancy: But I don't think you're so right about the lack of blame 🤔 even with the boy/girl straight/gay redhead/brunette angle it still feels ??? Nancy: Basic 😒 Junior: I get you Junior: Meant to become the next Magritte in just 4 weeks, like !!! Junior: Well, I've heard at least 4 girls from class saying they're going to do a heavily made-up portrait next to a #nofilter #naturalbeauty one so Junior: We'll do better than that by default but I'd like to come up with something vaguely original still Junior: Miss' sanity relies on us lowkey, no pressure 😷😜 Nancy: I had that passing thought let it go though 😜 Nancy: You could text her Nancy: 😕 yes pressure Nancy: What to do? Junior: I like to keep it in professional hours Junior: for her sake, she gets a bit amorous when she's had a glass o vino after work Nancy: 😮 she does? Nancy: can I bribe my way to top of the class by raiding the cellar Junior: That was my second suggestion 😏 Junior: Take one for the team please 🙏 Nancy: but she's straight STRAIGHT Nancy: couldn't be enough Nancy: back to the mindmap Junior: Damn straights 😒 Junior: if all else fails, we can put this grade next to our last Junior: break the fourth wall, v meta Nancy: our school gets the one bohemian who is Nancy: put her next to the sterotypical art teacher Junior: did you mean my mother? 🤔 Junior: her, the engineer, hilarious 😂 Junior: Mum'd be up for it, you may borrow her Nancy: I might yet Nancy: when's this due again? Junior: we've still got 3 weeks, don't worry Junior: just trying to get it over and done with here Nancy: I should Nancy: The Tempest essay is due soon Junior: Don't remind me, even the gayness can't make it enjoyable, like many a teen show 🤷 Junior: Could combine? Somehow? Umm Junior: The supernatural characters and the humans...why yes, I am clutching at straws Junior: This term is killing me Nancy: If I'd get away with handing in some shots instead of an essay I would Nancy: not happening Nancy: 😩 Nancy: What ideas have you had? For the juxtaposition...forget the tempest Nancy: burn that Junior: If only, 1000 words=1 photograph, no contest really Junior: again, if only Will had 💀 Junior: The idea I can't get out of my head, even though it has been done to death so is BEYOND basic, is mashing up a classical art piece with something modern and pop culture...to say something about me (eww!) Junior: Tbf, they usually use Renaissance or very very famous art pieces so I could win points by using some relevant surrealism/ going beyond calling Mona Lisa #flawless Junior: Its all I've got Nancy: I think it's good Nancy: Let's both run with overused concepts and make them not basic in our way Nancy: act like we planned it Nancy: nobody has to know we had no other ideas Junior: Absolutely 😎 Junior: Total confidence is key, comes so natural to the both of us, like Junior: I think worrying about being 'original' is the true hack thing to do here anyway 💅 Nancy joined the chat 13 hours ago Nancy: 😖 yes Nancy: stealing that all Nancy: now if you could keep it going and give me some thoughts on shakespeare to plagiarize 😜 Junior: If I could, I would but even SparkNotes isn't helping me Junior: shall we peruse the best film/stage adaptations? maybe tomorrow night if you're free Nancy: I've seen the 2010 version a few times for obvious reasons Nancy: but yeah the others not so much Nancy: we need to do something that isn't me asking my mum for help Junior: Oh, babe 😂 that's the real tragedy here, you doing that to yourself Junior: maybe I'll borrow her and she can do mine for me Junior: still down for a movie night obviously Nancy: 🙉 Nancy: Lead female character Nancy: Shakespeare should've Nancy: Please do take her Nancy: mum swap 😂 Junior: As much as Bill LOVED any excuse for a drag show darling... stick with the evil queens and witches 😘 Junior: Let's do this, full family swap! Let them drive you insane for a bit whilst I live the life 😬 Nancy: Switch that around both my parents are so type A Nancy: Plus you've got all the brothers and sisters to dodge behind Nancy: Buster takes more heat off than most but he's still just one boy Junior: well, mine would refuse to be bound to a type, just as annoying I promise Junior: Its true I can mostly fade into obscurity with all their shenanigans, yet it still somehow isn't the case, just 12 nosy people in your business instead of the usual 2, with a disinterested brother flexing off in the background Nancy: 🙈 Nancy: I'm not having kids Nancy: Don't care if the future wife is frantic Junior: It is an issue that divides all of us tbh Junior: I don't think I'd mind one, to put all my efforts into Junior: but unlikely Junior: unless I co-parent from the sidelines with your wife Nancy: weirder scenarios have come about Nancy: I'd prefer a kitten Junior: steal one when you come over Junior: Ma'd probably notice but really, do we need so many? Nancy: Gran's such a dog person can I get through the door Junior: True, true Junior: Always living on such extremes this fam Junior: I don't know 😏 Nancy: look at me and my brother ultimate homo and hetero Nancy: embarrassing Junior: 😂 Junior: I'd love to suggest he doth protest too much but lbr Nancy: dad's never been prouder 😂 no teen pregnancies for his little girl Nancy: shakespeare would write that Junior: Who are we putting our money on to go first Nancy: that's harder than it sounds Junior: Rio is obvious choice but I sometimes think Grace might go insane and come along and take the claim Junior: *Shudders* Nancy: change the subject I beg you Nancy: I'd rather hear about your attempts to avoid your secret admirer who's a girl and hopelessly 💘 Junior: well, I would rather pretend that was not a thing 😬 Junior: as your brother once eloquently put it, when he was very pissed, 'i could clean up and get untold amounts of pussy' Junior: and that's that on that Junior: considering getting a face transplant 'cos my off-putting demeanour is not doing enough 😒 what problems to have, eh? the privilege of it all! 😂 Nancy: maybe we should go under together Nancy: moral support and potential discount Nancy: if I get told I don't look gay one more time I'm returning my badge Junior: well, where is your crewcut and tank top, like? 🤔 Junior: out here confusing the masses like that, idk Nancy: 🙉 Nancy: Not an identical twin playing tricks either how dare I Junior: why can't you just get in your box and like it, god damn it Nance! Nancy: unrelated except about boxes but should I get some new kit for this project or am I just stalling Nancy: a memoir Junior: any excuse 😜 Junior: but yes, do it Junior: i'm using it as excuse to go 'round all the best art galleries in town again so Nancy: Can I tag along Nancy: they're so quiet it's everything Junior: Naturally Junior: We're art students, we've gotta act like it, I'll keep the pretentious commentary to a minimum if you keep the equally as pretentious 'grams down too 😘 Nancy: I'll try Nancy: The feed wants what it wants though Junior: Can't argue, just leave the real money outta the shot Junior: Gotta leave my fangirls wanting more, like 😂 Nancy: That I will promise Nancy: Not trying to be mobbed by straight girls Junior: You mean you resist the lesbian stereotype of LOVING that too?! Nancy: Somehow it's managed Junior: no mean feat, one of the few gays in the village Nancy: Don't clap it's too loud 😂 Junior: *Finger clicks like this a slam poetry night* Nancy: Thank you Nancy: [sends a selection of childhood pictures] how early years can I go before everyone's rolling their eyes Nancy: Thank you too mum for these. Why did you do this to us? 🙈 Junior: Awww what 👼 Junior: This is how I like to remember Buster, before it all went wrong... 😉 Nancy: 👶🥕 Nancy: The glory days Junior: Weren't they just? Junior: At least you didn't have an extra older sister to dress you up, that's worse...the photos I could bring out, good lord 🙄 Nancy: 😜 And I wasn't that sister. You've welcome Buster Nancy: 🍀 Junior: *Whispers* Can we agree he needs SOMEONE to give him a makeover tho Nancy: I volunteer you as tribute Nancy: I've tried Junior: Maybe next family gathering Junior: if he shows Nancy: Bide your time Nancy: birthday present failsafe idea Junior: the amount of birthday celebrations in this fam is unholy Junior: We have a better social life than I would ever wish for, ugh Nancy: don't make me think about it Nancy: I'm sharing and it's made no difference Junior: wouldn't want you to miss out on all that good good attention we all crave 😂 Nancy: 🙈 Junior: Speaking of attention, have you heard the latest gossip that has piqued our peers? Nancy: You tell me Nancy: I can't think of anything off the top of my head Junior: Mark Colm Junior: a massive gay? Junior: I can't make up my mind if they're just hysterical and he's just a bit camp Junior: or there's something in it Nancy: He's one of us Nancy: Definitely crushing on the headboy I've seen him looking Junior: Isn't everyone? Junior: Even the teachers, complete popularity contest got him that position Junior: Interesting, though... Nancy: Besides me in my minority of one Nancy: And Sian would never Junior: Sian Gaffney? She's never gay! Thought you didn't do straight girls, you're reaching there Nancy: 🙉 not her she's dating the oldest Keenan lad Jake? Blake? idk Nancy: She'd love to ride half our class anyway Junior: Ohh you mean Mrs Kelly, duh Junior: yeah she's one of the only decent teachers about, doesn't seem like she goes in for all that popularity politics Nancy: No she doesn't Junior: Seems like a good place to while away a lunchtime Nancy: don't tell everyone how fun it is there'll all wanna join me Nancy: not ready to say goodbye to my happy place Junior: I think your secret is safe from the masses, even if I suddenly got uncharacteristically chatty Junior: Even the ones that don't take the piss and are relatively decent human beings Junior: still rather go get a nandos or whatever it is they do Nancy: Yeah I'm an open book if anyone asks 😂 Nancy: I'll stick with the one stereotype I'm okay with embracing, my eager vegetarianism Nancy: No offence lads Junior: Its all kale and charitable acts with this one Junior: No ulterior motives at all 😏 Nancy: just a rich girl with more wealth than she can give away 😜 Nancy: nothing else to see here Junior: mhmm okay 👌 Junior: we'll pretend I don't know you better than that Nancy: Hey you don't know everything Junior: True Junior: are you in the mood for telling? Junior: 🤔 Nancy: Sometimes Nancy: Can't put it all in my art Junior: not if you don't want Miss to think you're trying to tell her something Junior: flattered but straight, like Nancy: She's not the one Nancy: She'll be flattered to hear Junior: Indeed Nancy: When there is someone it'd be nice to talk about it Nancy: Sometimes like I said Junior: Well, you know where I am Junior: When there is someone Nancy: But I wouldn't know where to start Nancy: I can't put words to it ?? Not the right ones Junior: That's not just you Junior: If I'm to understand all the songs and poetry professing they too have no words Junior: Can but try 🙂 Nancy: Helpful Nancy: What about you? Headboys to one side. Any crushes? Junior: No, no Junior: No point, is there Nancy: Doesn't mean there's a way to stop yourself Nancy: Wish I could just No at myself Junior: I don't know, I don't find it too hard Junior: but you're out so its different Junior: I wouldn't want to go out with anyone...even if Mark is a gay Junior: what would he want with me Nancy: You're a catch Nancy: Out or not he'd be punching above his weight to have you Junior: I don't think there's any point being with someone if you can't be open with it Junior: Being a dirty little secret isn't going to feel good for either party Nancy: For some people it feels worth it Nancy: Just to be with, or around them Junior: Perhaps Junior: Safe to say I don't feel that deeply for any lad here so yeah Junior: keeping on my shelf for now, like Nancy: There's a junxtaposition, us on our respective ledges Nancy: I can't remember what being happily single is like Nancy: Another lesbian stereotype for the list Junior: Don't, how depressing 😂 Junior: I am not about that angsty teen art life Junior: How do we get you a lady? Junior: Do we have to hit the clubs? Nancy: 🙈 Nancy: No no no Nancy: Give that up for a bad job and worse idea Nancy: I'm too picky Junior: You're speaking to me Junior: vowed a celibate here Junior: we can do this for you Nancy: We can't Nancy: Leave me in my rut Junior: Fine fine 😋 Nancy: I'll be in my dark room angsting 😂 Junior: Noted Junior: I'll drag you out for museums and Tempest film marathon tomorrow, yeah? Junior: 'Til then madame Nancy: Looking forward to it Nancy: Stay inspired 💚 Junior: Stay golden 💛