#kaitlin i adore you thanks for this

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Gideon, how are you doing???

I have been thinking about this non-stop for the past two days, and I have a VERY important question to ask you...

do you think Dieter would be into wearing panties? and if so, why would it be these:

or really, if so, what kind do you think he'd gravitate towards?

I just really like the idea of Dieter in something lacy or mesh and hot pink, because hot pink is such a good color on him... but what are YOUR thots???

anyways, I hope you're having a great weekend so far!!! 💕

KAITLIN YOU MENACE! Yes. Yes. And yes. This is exactly the kind of thing I'm all about lmao thank you so much for making me think about Dieter like this. He absolutely would love it and hot pink is FOR SURE his colour, or maybe a sexy deep green, or nice black lacy, or some pretty sheer floral ones. Oof.

I uh wrote a little something because I HAD to. (18+, 400ish words)

~~~~~~~ It wasn’t the first time, not even the second. Dieter had never been one to be who he’s told to be, wear what he’s told to wear. He’d worn a dainty pair of underwear plenty of times; under his comfy pants on read through days, or beneath his slacks for a bit of thrill at those boring luncheons his agents made him go to.

But yours...they were even more tempting. Pretty lace and silky fabric and bright colours that made his heart race when you wore them. He liked the slip of them on his skin as he pulled on the pink pair he’d found with the clean laundry. You’d worn them under that beautiful outfit at the Hunger Strike premiere and yeah, he liked putting them on even more remembering how they’d barely survived that night.

Fuck, he looks good in them. They’re a little tight, pinching in at the hips and ass. When Dieter turns to the mirror it makes his breath hitch a little to see himself like this again.

He’s stood there for a while, just studying. Enjoying the view of himself; something he rarely does or feels he can but something about the hot pink and the lace and the tight bunch of the panties on him and the fact that they're yours makes him feel so confident.

He’s half-hard, the fabric getting tighter there as he grows the more he watches himself. He doesn’t really register you approaching until you’re behind him, eyes meeting his in the mirror when he finally looks up from his crotch and finds you watching him watch himself.

His pupils are blown, mouth a little slack. Headiness fills the space as you slowly – dangerously slowly - drag your finger tips down his sides to meet the material at his hips. A tug on each side makes him grunt, his cock hardening almost to the point of pain as the fabric grows more taut. Your soft hands reach down to his ass and grab, making him tip his head back against you.

It gives you access to his neck and shoulder, and you suck the skin between your teeth several times. Marked up and pretty, just for you. Reaching forward, you feel him as your lips continue a familiar but always thrilling journey across his neck. Hand gently rubbing the front of the smooth fabric and squeezing the hardness beneath.

“You look good” You murmur in his ear, a flick of your tongue against his lobe as you squeeze again and he shivers when your hands retreat – you both turn your heads to watch the patch of wet grow at the front of the panties, muscles in his thighs straining at the pleasure of the tight pull against his cock.

“I know” He moans back, turning to kiss you fully. To devour you, prideful smile turning to a whimper as you tug him towards the bed.

~~~~~~~

[saltpepperbeard]

Ed + Framing Stede's face for @stedesearring <3

[pedrospatch]

For the ASH requests, would you ever consider writing more from Ellie's POV? I know she's intimidating to write for (at least i think so) but I absolutely ADORE the relationship you've created between Ellie and Peach, and I think you capture Ellie's spirit perfectly!

Like, if you have ANY scene from past chapters where you wanted to elaborate more on Ellie, I would absolutely eat that shit up!

And if you can't think of a scene, I'll definitely go back and re-read (oh no, now i have to re-read, yet again, one of my fave Joel series, shucks) and pull out a specific scene!

this is back from when i requested prompts so i could do little writing exercises, i had this one in my drafts and decided to quickly edit and post. thank you Kaitlin for having sent this one in. 🤍

Warnings/Tags: Terrible puns, Ellie/Dina interaction, Ellie semi comes out to reader. ASH universe, takes place before chapter seven.

Word Count: 807

“So what if I don’t know what apocalypse means.”

Grinning, Ellie paused for dramatic effect.

She was currently laying on a bed of hay in Stella’s stall with her head resting in Dina’s lap.

“It’s not the end of the world!” She finished off the terrible joke with a loud cackle.

Dina wrinkled her nose. “That’s in poor taste, El.”

Her smile faltered. “Aw come on, that was a good one!”

“It’s too soon.”

“Uh it’s been twenty-one years since the world did in fact fucking end, you know that, right?”

“Still too soon.”

She bit into her apple, then offered it to Ellie.

Ellie took a bite, wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her red shirt. “Alright, alright,” she said through a mouth of fruit as she flipped through the pages of the joke book Dina had gifted her earlier on that summer—No Pun Intended: Volume Tree. “To the guy who invented zero—”

Smirking, Dina cut her off. “Thanks for nothing.”

Ellie lightly smacked the side of her face with the book. “Stop beating me to the punchline!”

“Well then get to it faster, El.”

Dina’s sweet little giggle caused Ellie’s stomach to flip.

Closing the book, Ellie tossed it aside.

“So, tell me why you’re stuck working in the library today instead of here at the stables with me?”

Dina sighed. “Because my sister needed the afternoon off,” she said. “She needs me to man the desk.” She glanced at her watch. “And speaking of the library, that’s where I should have been twenty minutes ago. Shit! Talia is going to kill me.”

She started to get up, but Ellie stopped her. 

“Wait.”

“El, I’ve got to go—”

“Just come here for a second. There’s something I want to tell you, but it’s a secret.”

Dina laughed. “Ellie, it’s just me, you, and the horse in here.”

“Come here.” She made a come hither motion with her index finger.

Rolling her eyes, Dina obliged and lowered her head. “What is it, El?”

“Closer.”

“Ellie, stop messing around—”

Ellie grabbed fistfuls of her shirt and pulled her down, pressing her mouth to hers. She pulled away slightly. “That’s all I wanted to tell you,” she murmured against her lips.

Dina grinned. “Tell me more.”

“I thought you were late.”

“What’s another minute or two?”

“Ellie? Hello? Anyone home?”

Elle glanced over at you. “Huh?”

It was the end of the day and you’d offered to walk home together.

“Have you heard a single word I’ve said in the last five minutes?”

“I—sorry, I was distracted.”

“Yeah, you’ve been distracted all afternoon,” You remarked with a knowing smirk. “Not to mention, smiling from ear to ear. Is there something I should know about? Or someone, perhaps?”

Ellie’s grip on the straps of her backpack tightened, her face beet red.

“No,” she mumbled. “Of course not.”

“Okay.”

Taken aback, Ellie raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“What?”

“Okay?” she repeated. “You’re not gonna give me shit?”

“That’s your specialty, not mine.” Winking at her, you nudged her lightly in her side. “But you know, if there’s ever anything that you need to talk about—or if you have any questions about anything, you know you can come to me, don’t you?”

Ellie peered at you. “About anything?”

“Yeah. You know, life stuff. Girl stuff. Things you don’t want to talk to Joel about. For example, you can talk to me about boys.” You paused. “Or girls.”

Ellie halted in her tracks, her throat going dry. “W-What are you talking about?”

Did you know?

How did you know?

If you knew something, did that mean Joel knew something too?

Ellie tried to mask the panic on her face.

“I’m just saying.” You shrugged, gripping the strap of your bag over your shoulder. “You have a safe space with me, Ellie.”

She stared at you.

Well, that much she knew.

After all, besides Joel and Tommy, you were the only other soul who knew about her immunity. She trusted you.

“That’d be weird though, right?”

“What would be weird?”

“Talking about girls. You know, since I’m a girl.”

“Why would that be weird, Ellie?”

“Because. Girls aren’t supposed to like girls.”

“Says who?”

Ellie’s mouth fell open slightly.

You offered her a gentle smile. “Ellie, the heart wants what it wants. And there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.”

Ellie shuffled from foot to foot. “You mean, it’s okay if I—?”

“Absolutely.”

“I—Joel doesn’t know. At least I don’t think he does.”

“And that’s perfectly fine, Ellie. He doesn’t have to know until you’re ready to tell him.” You put a hand on her shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Okay?”

Ellie nodded. “Okay.”

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Wait.”

Before you could ask, she threw her arms around your waist.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being the coolest fucking person I’ve ever met.”

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hi lets show some love for our mutuals. tag your favorite mutuals and tell them why you love them

oooh bet u thought i forgot about u anon. i didn’t. i’ve been here. scheming and plotting. and i am soooo full of love to give. hold onto your hats

i’m putting the gushing under a cut because this post is getting too long haha whoopsie

@tisziny my darling beloved and dearly cherished friend. one of the first people to reach out to me and i am eternally grateful for their wonderful heart and friendship. my sweetest cheese! 🧀 an incredibly skilled writer and artist who i sincerely admire <3 not enough words to describe my love for them tbh

@skysofrey kaitlin my beautiful and cherished friend and wife. we were cut of the same cloth and then separated at birth but we defied to odds and joined forces anyway! so insightful and kind and sweet and hilarious and overall wonderful (and also sooooo pretty have u guys seen my wife she’s sooooo pretty wtf) 🖤💜❤️

@blackbeardskneebrace miles blackbeardskneebrace the absolute marvel that you are <3 so incredibly nice and extraordinarily talented! every time they post art it adds 100000 years to my lifespan and puts tears in my eyes. genuinely astounding

@blakbonnet despite the angst and antagonising me for Ed’s beard, i will always love Meow with my whole chest. and she can do it all!!! she writes, makes art, makes gifs! she’s even funny and smart and hot and NICE! save some for the rest of us babe come on <3

@gentlebeard ohhhh my sweet wonderful Ella (now with a new and improved url!) so incredibly kind and friendly! always willing for a hot makeout session in the bathroom and will gladly kill someone to defend your honour (i’ve seen her do it). makes edits that make you laugh and then WHABAM!! another that makes you feel like your lungs are being pulled out. love you ella <3

@snake-snack-stede we all know that olivia is the funniest mfer on this whole idiot website. it’s literally not even a contest. but did you guys know she’s also extraordinarily talented? she makes art and animates and makes edits that are gorgeous to look at. also i’m in love with her. she’s the sweetest candy apple at the fair and i’m a snot-nosed kid with an appetite.

@flightoftheconnie sex on legs. i become hot and flustered and feint when i think of her. makes me blush and giggle and kick my feet and she’s funny and smart and hot enough to be in a gallery but she’s here with us instead. give her kisses or die by my sword

@bizarrelittlemew we may not talk often but goodness gracious do i adore you 🥹 my god you’re hilarious and you make some of the most gorgeous gifs ive ever put my gay little eyes on. and yet another blessing to the world of ofmd fanfic <3

@saltpepperbeard JODI!!!!!! if jodi has a billion fans i’m one of them. if she has 100 fans i’m one of them. if Jodi has 0 fans then i’m dead. literally so sweet and kind and enthusiastic and an absolute treasure. and my GOODNESS can she write!! her work feels like a warm hug (just like her!)

@sherlockig literally too hot to be on the hellsite with us but we are so blessed to have her. an absolute TREASURE to this fandom and to anyone who knows her. the amount of lockscreens i’ve got that are just alexz screengrabs is absolutely insane. thank you for all your work i love you forever

@dickfuckk josh — a living breathing legend. any time you need a file? a link? an image? josh has got your back. one of the funniest people i’ve ever interacted with. also makes edits devastating enough to kill a man <3

@xoxoemynn Em my wonderful Cherub From Heaven!!! pure charm and grace, and one of the most enthusiastic and delightful people i’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. such an accomplished and skilled writer as well!

@vampirebutterflies my #1 date to the observatory and my partner in crime <33 so effortlessly funny and kind and has the best taste in music ever. every single song they’ve sent me has been an absolute banger and has been put in the frequent rotation (huge shoutout to Vacations)

@bunnyandthejets my dear and darling friend Bunny who is so incredibly kind and sweet. has been so vocally supportive and enthusiastic since we met and i’m so grateful to have her friendship and support. she’s also made me cackle like an insane person on enough occasions to be criminal.

@wearfinethingsalltoowell don’t let the angst fool you, Joy is actually wonderful and a ray of sunshine <3 i’m convinced she just enjoys causing us pain for fun. she’s creative and wonderful and the World’s Number One Olu Enjoyer (and therefore objectively correct)

@sassygwaine is one of those unabashedly kind souls who simply oozes love into everything they do and create. so genuine and resilient and smart!!! writes like an absolute dream too

@chocolatepot a complete sweetheart who was one of my first friends in this fandom, and who has been consistently friendly and supportive ever since. unwaveringly kind and nice. also her writing. oh my god. 😭 a huge inspiration to silly little me

@jellybeanium124 nina is so effortlessly hilarious. she’s had me giggling and twirling my hair on numerous occasions. she’s also full to the brim with good and correct takes. (also a Button’s truther and the world needs more of those.)

@awkward-fallen-angel heather is just soooo lovely!! another one of the people that’s been here since the very early days and i’m always so grateful for her insight and enthusiasm and the sheer joy she puts into everything.

@stedebonnets i mean this so sincerely and with my whole heart: Ara is one of the nicest and most loving people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. an absolute angel who drops in to consistently check on her friends and spread love and joy. we need more Ara’s in the world. also has one of the most beautiful ofmd tattoos i’ve ever seen <3

if you haven’t been included in this list, please know that i love you so so so dearly and that i genuinely am just a little bit stupid (on account of the short term memory issues lol). if you’re feeling left out, send me a message and i’ll say something sooo niceys about you 🥹 i love you all. thank you for being here. <3

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! 🤍 Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people you adore! It's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3 💛✨💛✨

KAITLIN 💖💖💖 thank you i adore you too 🥹

[measuringbliss]

I watched Peacemaker Episodes 2-8 and here are my live thoughts

In short I thirsted, I gasped and I thirsted some more

Ep2

Not me thirsting on yellow shirt guy and other guy with a dog.

"You're so fucked up it's adorable, Dye-Beard" PEACEMAKER SAYING IT LIKE IT IS

Economos is very Garte-ish

Those episodes go by so fast

Ep3

Vigilante is so shippable with Peacemaker

WHATSAPP DOES THAT AND YES IT SUCKS. TALKING ABOUT THE REAL ISSUES HERE.

"Having a lesbian haircut doesn't make you an ally."

OH MY GOD VIGILANTE'S SO SOFT WITH PEACEMAKER

YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME EARLIER THE CUTE GUY SUFFERS, I'D HAVE WATCHED IT STAT

Too many pop songs

Ep4

HE'S SO FUCKING CUTE

HE'S SO FUCKING CUTE DUDE

OH MY GOD HE'S SO FUCKING CUTE

Oh no he's crying that's so sad (*grins*)

OH MY GOD THAT ENDING TWIST

Ep5

BTS MENTION

I think Economos and Peacemaker should evacuate some of that tension

Whitesnake mention! I think I only know one song from them but I love it.

OH MY GOD I SHIP ECONOMOS AND PEACEMAKER SO FUCKING MUCH THEY REALLY NEED TO HUG SOMETIME

I'm gonna be annoyed if Economos does bad stuff because Peacemaker's shitty with him and eventually he dies. I'd prefer their relationship got better.......

This episode feels very Resident Evil to me

Too much pop music......

"He says the mermaid emoji is for happy, sad and everything in-between" oh I completely get the feeling

THAT ENDING NO

Ep6

I can't keep it secret anymore, but I really feel like the opening credits end with the singer saying "boner" instead of "bone"

I love the cop (that's it I'm cancelled)

ADRIAN'S SUCH A PUPPY

OH MY GOD HIS RINGTONE

Okay so Murn's going against Waller right?

OH NO THE COP FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK NO

FUCK

FUCKITY FUCK

Vigilante officially entered the category of "this male character was made to get wrecked". Welcome, take a seat, Newt Geiszler will brief you.

OMG HIS PASSWORD IS PEACEMAKER'S BIRTHDAY

This show reminds me a lot of Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

"Let's go back to Gotham" umm sure 💀 like that'll be safer

WHAT THE FUCK WALLER

So like she just really wants to get rid of Peacemaker because he turned around in TSS, so she's using an alien invasion??? Just to get rid of one (1) guy? Gotta admire her dedication

Going to sleep now, it's 3am, I need to sleep.... maybe think of sexy fanfics too

Ep7

Is this Kaitlin Olson

Oh no he's all hurt and sleepy 🤩

Poor Economos getting bullied by Eagly 😭

Peacemaker's bisexuality once again acknowledged, I love to see it

"Tender, nice touching."

Absolutely thirsting on Vigilante. Thank you tumblr for putting him on my dash, you know me so well.

Huuuuuuuuuug

Okay I like that song, By the grace of god by the hellacopters, it's been rare on this show

"Hashtag MeToo"

Oh the cow's hideous but also oddly cute

Ep8

I'm finally bopping my head along the song (yes it's still invisible boner)

Peacemaker falling as the song says "losing ground" made me snort

NO

AH FUCK

Oh fuck, that motive

Lmao that cameo

OMG ADEBAYO

OMG SHE'S ALIVE

"Amour" 😭😭😭😭

OMG THE PICTURE

[sarcastically-defensive17]

can i request an imagine where calum & the reader are dating and she gets in a car accident & totals her car? and calum and the boys are in another car and see traffic is slowed bc of the accident and cal recognizes her car and asks them to pull over as she’s freaking out because the ambulance is trying to help her calm down but she’s freaking out and can’t call cal because she can’t find her phone that’s in the car but she ends up fine w a few bruises and scratches & it’s all fluff at the end?

Gonna be late - C. Hood

TRIGGER WARNING: Description of car accident and physical injuries, and anxiety.

Sorry this took so long, lovie! Been super busy lately! Hope you like it!

Original story by sarcastically-defensive17

Car accidents are always shown as something so quick in movies.

A split second collision, the car jolts and is thrown around. The person inside is struck with whiplash and tossed about in a quick movement and often the aftermath is quite horrible.

Y/N discovered that movies are total bull Shit.

She was on her way to meet her friends, and her boyfriend, traveling down the Main Street of the town with music playing in the background as she thrummed her fingers along the steering wheel.

Calum always felt shy when she played his music, but she adored the sound of his voice. Every time his dulcet tone travels through the speakers a smile bursts onto her face.

She was listening to Babylon when it happened.

Anything that she had seen in the media felt like the biggest lie in that moment.

What was really a few minute action felt like a lifetime.

Her mind was focused on the road ahead of her, but the subconscious part of her mind was focused on the brown eyed man she gave her heart to.

They had been together for nearly 2 and a half years and at the point of considering living together.

Now, she had been on her way from work to meet with Calum, the guys and their girls for a much needed night out.

Between study and work she had barely had a time to relax, so Calum got onto Crystal who Y/N knew not to argue with about plans and organized for her to meet all of them at her favourite diner for dinner and drinks afterwards.

The sky was barely starting to go dark when the Subaru connected with the passenger side of the car.

She was doing 60 and her car was pushed sideways into the lane next to her.

The impact tore a grunt from her throat and the drivers side connected with a car parked on the side of the road.

Time seemed to slow as her head connected with the steering wheel and the drivers side door squashed in on her arm.

For a minute she saw black.

She came to with a pounding in her head that resembled a bad hangover, but the blood dripping in her eye brought her to her senses.

Despite the agony in both her arm and her head, she could only think of one thing: She needed to tell Calum she would be late. He would worry about her.

She just needed to get her arm out so she could get her bag that was on the passenger side. A quick text to Calum was all she needed

She just couldn’t reach.

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Calum couldn’t wait to see her. They basically lived together and saw each other every day, but last night he spent it at his own house.

She had an early class followed by a shift at work so he said goodnight to her at 7pm the previous night and left knowing he would see her at the bar the following day.

They were well past the honeymoon stage. Their love was past romantic, past companionate. They were bordering on full consummate love and he couldn’t find a moment where he didn’t have her at least in the back of his mind.

He truly loved her, and they both knew they shared the sentiment.

“All I’m saying is, you don’t know if zebras are black with white stripes, or white with black stripes.”

“What does it matter, Ash?” KayKay laughed from the front seat.

He decided to carpool with Ashton and Kaitlin, as he knew he was going home with Y/N that night.

Their conversations had ranged anywhere from aliens to the colour green and now to zebras and their stripes.

Cal couldn’t deny that he tuned out when KayKay and Ash were disputing the intensity of a specific shade of green.

The ride was energetic and gave off a certain ambience that Calum found himself basking in.

Lately, the only time he ever felt relaxed was with Y/N, but he was enjoying the time spent with his friends and the anticipation of seeing the woman he loved.

Hell, he was just excited to be able to sleep next to her that night. He always slept better with her beside him.

“Shit.” Calum felt the car slow, KayKay pushing her foot into the break with the pace of the car in front. “Calum is that-“

“It looks like it,” Ashton cut her off, whispering in a hushed voice for fear of setting off the Maori mans fight or flight.

They both knew that it would definitely be fight.

When it came to Y/N he would always fight for her.

His brown eyes captured the sight of her white Jeep. He knew immediately it was hers.

“Pull over,” he demands even though the car is almost at a complete stop.

His belt is off and his door is flung open. His ears are deaf to Ashton’s calls.

He clears a car and an ambulance comes into view. There are three paramedics crowded around the car, and two others tending to another car.

He didn’t know what had happened but he needed to know if his girl was okay.

He could hear her cries coming from the vehicle.

“I need to call my boyfriend,” she was breathing heavily. Her voice was cracking and sounded strained.

His heart broke at the sound. He could hear the pain she was in, yet her only thought was of him.

In any other circumstance he would be flattered, but all he could focus on was the paramedic telling her to stay calm because she has a head wound.

“No, please. You need to call him. You need to tell him I’m going to be late.” He got closer to the car, and he could see firefighters working at the door next to her.

Paramedics were on the passenger side of the car that had been dented, but at this moment he could care less about the car.

“Please, I just need to talk to him,” she was pleading.

“Ma’am you need to relax. We will call your boyfriend as soon as we can get you out and looked over.”

“But he’s waiting for me,” she was crying. From the pain or her stress, he didn’t know.

His feet felt more sluggish as he got closer to her, but he couldn’t stop his voice.

“Y/N?” He crouched down near where the paramedics were and his heart ached at the sight.

She was virtually untouched save for the head wound and her arm that had disappeared into the car door.

There were tears on her face and her skin was blotchy from the sobs underneath the blood.

Still, she lit up when she saw him.

“Calum! Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she moved slightly, cringing at the pain in her arm. “Crystals gonna kill me. I ruined our night.”

Calum couldn’t help but laugh, “she won’t care, baby. It’s fine, I’m right here with you.”

“I’m guessing this is the boyfriend?” The paramedic quipped. He was tall but he managed to fit into the small space to hold a gauze against her forehead. “No more tears now?”

The firefighters made quick work of the door. It was crumpled around her arm and they needed to stabilize it as they moved her.

She was into the ambulance for an assessment not long after and they began the ride to the hospital.

Calum made sure to send a quick message to Ashton informing him of the situation, but he turned his phone off after.

He needed to focus on Y/N.

A few hours later and she woke up in a white hospital room, her arm in a cast and elevated and a thick wrap around her head.

Calum was asleep on a chair beside her. He was sleeping so peacefully.

Naturally, she throw a sock at him.

“Hey! Melon!”

He snorted awake, blinking deliriously at the girl perched on the bed.

Despite the pain she was in previously, she beamed at him. Her smile could always settle his worries.

“I’ll let that one slide but stop calling me that!” He laughed at her, standing up and stretching.

She used the one hand that wasn’t in the sling to make grabby hands at him, prompting him to laugh once again and settle on the bed next to her.

“So, dr. Hood. What’s the damage?” She smiled, nuzzling into him.

“The damage is that you have a shattered forearm and a mild concussion. Also, you’re never driving yourself anywhere again. You’re coming with me,” he whispered to her, pressing a kiss to his head. “I can’t tell you how scared I was when I saw your car on the side.”

“As scared as I was being yknow, the one in the car?” She winked, pulling him closer so she could hug him more.

“I love you, you know that right?” He kissed her forehead once again. It was his favourite place to kiss her. She believed it was the most intimate and sweet place to kiss somebody, and he had done so since they started their relationship.

“I love you too, Melon,” she smirked once again.

He was thanking anybody who was there to listen that she was okay. He couldn’t imagine what he would have done if she wasn’t.

“So, I think this is a good time to revisit our conversation about living arrangements,” he said as he toyed with her hands, resting her smaller fingers against his own. “Because, if we lived together, I could fulfill my dream of being your personal chauffeur.”

“Calum, your dream was to make it big with your friends.”

“And I did that. Now this is my new dream.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“You’re gorgeous,” he smiled.

She rolled her eyes, kissing him softly on the lips. “You want to do this? Live together?”

“I really do, baby,” he was staring so intently into her eyes that it forced a redness to rise.

“Then lets do it, Cal. Let’s move in together.”

A smile broke out onto his face, wider than it was before and he leaned over her to kiss her deeply.

“How about I get you a cute little nurse outfit and you can take care of me?” She winked as she pulled away from his lips, allowing him to roll his eyes deeply.

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Fearghal & Kaitlin

Fearghal: [So the setup is sending her a postcard pretending to be a mate visiting in England for whatever reason (could be fam you get the vibe, nothing suspect given the time this is) but giving enough info that she 1. Knows it is him 2. has the number of at least a phonebox nearby if not a phone in his care home 3. a time when he plans to first call the phonebox nearest their home in Ireland, assumedly this is some sneaky twin shit they've pulled similar enough before that she can catch on without any of the rest of the fam also doing so; only question is how long do we want it to be since he left?] Kaitlin: [3 months ish later then and they've turned 15 but only just for our ref how do we think the situation is with his dad etc like would he just be acting like he's dead cos is to him?] Fearghal: [basically my vibe was they wanted to weaponize Tabby killing herself for their gain, like make it something political even though literally not about that bar the fact her family and his family and co didn't want them together and she was a dramatic teenage girl in love (no offense but like) and so when he wouldn't go along with that there was a massive fight, actual, between him and his dad and then Fearghal left 'cos there's never any option but to do as your told with this fam and he can't lose face with all the other people etc etc and the story the dad is telling the fam etc is that Fearghal deserted them which not untrue but yeah, good enough for all the olders to disown him too so it'd be like we don't talk about him and if someone else bring him up you denounce him] Kaitlin: [let's say there's a crying baby in the background cos like in my OG post she can use her youngest sister needing fresh air as an excuse so casually left her outside the phonebox but might be able to hear her if she's going for it] Kaitlin: How ya Fearghal: K? Fuck's sake, you've not had a bastard, have ya? 's'not been that long, like Kaitlin: Catch yourself on! mind how ya ma was fit to drop, you eejit? well we're all lurred she had another girl who I'm hauling about as my cover, so I am Fearghal: [Laughs] Still easy to windup then [slight pause to take in that it's a girl and is here, like not the biggest shock but also literally no way of knowing at this time so] And go on, don't leave me in suspense, what name they burden the poor fucker with Kaitlin: [makes an unimpressed noise like fuck off] full of that good craic you are, bet the brits are buzzing to hear it. You ready? Niamh Roisin, it's a cracker, like [sighs] Fearghal: [laughs some more] Yeah, catch me on that most wanted list, obviously [makes a wincing noise like no] Christ, actually lost it fully then, has she? Made it longer than some but dunno if mentals get to heaven, haveta ask Father Quigley, like Kaitlin: [laughs herself] yeah yeah [makes like a idk noise] can you lose what you've never had? A good catholic'll find a way, to be sure, and she is that, our ma [makes a scornful noise at the mention of the priest as is standard for her] Fearghal: [makes a mm noise to agree] Suppose so, don't reckon much was said 'bout being good to 'em once you had 'em, so be alright [sighs] What have you been up to, then...How's it been Kaitlin: if it was she'd recite between the lines to keep us anyone's problem but hers, poor critter [sarcastic laugh because mum's getting no real sympathy] it could've been 3 days from when you went off for what's changed and not- [a long pause because everything's shit and we know it is] Fearghal: What's God if not top babysitter, eh? Cheaper than telly and who's giving money to the BBC [scoffs but cuts it short 'cos yep] And I'm fine too, you rude cow Kaitlin: and stand him next to our earthly da and he comes out lookin' class [chefs kiss noise] Hey now! [makes a fake noise of shock like she's appalled at the mention of the bbc] watch your profanity around me, dicko! [really long exaggerated sigh as a pisstake] a'course you are, land well anywhere, but hit me with your bars, it's no bother to hear how right I am Fearghal: If you can get him stand still long enough, like and you ain't a lad so no chance, babe [does pisstake wistful sigh] Forgot you needed protecting from the evils of this world, my apologies [coughs awkwardly then, stalling for time, fiddling with the phone in ways she can probably hear] Taking a bow as we speak, can't fit in here with me but the adoring fans are aplenty over this way, well more than there so fuck it, life's grand so it is Kaitlin: Wise up, boy, he only sways slightly of an evening on these ones lately so he does [but her voice is MAD because fuck being a girl in this fam] Did you now? Thank fuck my new lad has his uses then, like [takes a deep breath to try and calm down but exaggerates it for the pisstake because have to, god forbid they are serious rn] I went and saw your former biggest fan under that rock they've carved with protestant shite, no word on if life's grander for her now it's ended or if she's regretting she didn't send her prayers up saying she wanted another bite of the cherry, one that wasn't yours- [stops like I've probably gone a bit far here and shouldn't mention his dead ex anymore] Fearghal: Good for him [through gritted teeth like let's never talk about him thank you] Like you need a replacement protector, got how many ready and willing at home, just DYING to beat the shit out of some 15 year old kid for your honour and just for the craic of it [does it back, like and then is silent until the pips are going but he's still there 'cos they stop when he puts more money in] You'll be under some rock with Catholic shite if they catch you in their graveyard [says it much more quietly than he's said the rest] Kaitlin: [makes a noise of disgust that doesn't need to be exaggerated for the pisstake cos genuinely horrified at this fam thanks] what honour? Shame you brought down on us with what they caught you at [but her voice is softer too because didn't mean to go off and also doesn't mean any of that we know] supposed to scare me, is it? [said like I wouldn't be here to give them a chance to do it just like you weren't] Fearghal: Why you need to ask one of the others, ain't it; can't be the best looking of the bunch and the best behaved, got to leave something for 'em to do and impressing n pleasing him 's'never been high on my to-do so have at it, lads [does meh noise like this is all so casual] Called the fear of God for a reason, aye Kaitlin: [does the meh noise back and it's her turn to awkwardly fiddle with the phone/cough while she works up to saying what she does next, more quietly than she has anything else] how's it truly then? Away and everything. Free and clear Fearghal: It's, like- just shit because you realize that everything that happens in that fucking town, all the stuff that rules our lives and is all they give a shit about, no other cunt does, you know, Kait? Sure, its on the news when another bomb goes off or don't and that; but the English don't even have to think about it, their day to day ain't affected at all, no fucker but our lot cares and what's the point, honestly? Everything we were forced to at least think was important, if not fecking stupid, ain't and now I don't- [Stops to do some actual breathing to calm down] Not to mention I'm thick as shite, thanks for that and all- 'cos frees a bloody joke [laughs bitterly] I get by, now, got a place to stay so, don't haveta worry but don't be hopping the next ferry yourself, girl Kaitlin: [when you're just silent for ages because as much as you think it's bullshit you're basically in a cult rn with no chance of getting out so what can you say like] not that thick, warning me off coming to keep an eye on all these english girls with theirs on ya but no bother 'cause mind I get sea sick and class as boking on brits sounds I'd get fairly covered myself before I made any casualties of 'em Fearghal: Know enough about girls and enough about you to know the two don't need mixing, that's just school of life, that [moving away a bit and telling someone who's impatiently waiting to fuck off] Stay put [when you say it firmly like serious voice] That wain and the rest needs someone VAGUELY sane about to stand any chance, fuck me, Aislinn's already been corrupted and she's barely in double digits [kicks the box] Kaitlin: [laughs because yeah don't let her around any girls you like babe] you should know enough about me to know what giving me your orders'll do fer ya and what it'll make me do [but there's no actual real threat in it we all know she's staying for the bubs] Sane as you by that count, ain't I? [can't help genuinely sighing] Mammy's girl is Aislinn been like it since she was old enough to play house [grimaces at the thought cos never that bitch] got the rest under MY apron strings, grand they are and it goes for the stories I tell 'em every night after prayers, rest easy yourself knowing that, yeah? Fearghal: Alright, alright [hear the 🙄😏] But if you wanna be the next to bring shame on 'em, you can do better than a cheeky abortion, surely? [shakes his head] Yeah. [Pause] Yeah [Coughs again] I'm doing my bit, swear, it's gonna take a while 'til I can send you anything and I've got to work out how when I do- it ain't for them, just you lot but like I said, not cheap Kaitlin: [an outraged noise like who do you think you're talking to, of course I can do better than that etc] Yeah. [Pauses herself because again what to say, there's so much it's too much] I've got faith in the right shite, Gally [nickname ftw because feels] it'll work out. We'll work it out, like we did this Fearghal: 'Course we will, K. No other choice, is there [definitely not a question] Kaitlin: not a real question, is it? [she knows its not] Fearghal: you want me to ask you one? Kaitlin: do English girls fall for that? Fearghal: Enough of 'em, yeah Kaitlin: [makes a ugh noise] how you've got a bed, is it? Fearghal: Theirs top where mine is Kaitlin: I deeply feel that Fearghal: [makes the kinda sad 'ha' sound like 'I know'] Not all bad though, some class drugs about and you don't get kneecapped for taking a casual interest Kaitlin: [does a little hooray down the phone] Fearghal: Send you some but your phones probably tapped so I definitely won't Kaitlin: thanks or no thanks, depending who'll be listening Fearghal: Cover those bases and the baby's ears Kaitlin: nothing to be heard over her crying Fearghal: don't lie, you miss me that much [laughs] Kaitlin: fuck off [but laughs too] Fearghal: Will do Fearghal: so many English girls Kaitlin: [exaggerated being sick noise] nowhere close to a ferry and sick as a dog, don't start me any further Fearghal: You think I escaped to pray every day and fight the good fight, like Kaitlin: if you still pray you ain't escaped fuck all Fearghal: Not living on my knees for no cunt, sis Fearghal: am being haunted, for my sins, though Kaitlin: Be on track to commit more, you'll have enough ghosts for all manner of shite to get done Fearghal: No rest for the wicked on the one hand, but on the other, idle hands and idle minds [breathes out like so conflicted and confused] Kaitlin: [a change in tone because serious] She's gone, so are you. Leave it here. Leave it in this fucking town Fearghal: Not a choice Kaitlin: Can be Fearghal: Nah, s'not, boths already happened Kaitlin: Happened to you, gives you a say in how you deal with it Fearghal: Yeah Kaitlin: You've lived in one haunted house as things stand, ain't you? Miss home that much, is it? Fearghal: How could I not? Live for these lectures, like Kaitlin: [an unamused noise because you're basically calling her a nagging girl which ain't a mood] Fearghal: [the pips again] Oh shit, should robably let you go, yeah? Kaitlin: Yeah probably [but she obvs doesn't wanna that'd be clear] Fearghal: Tell the kids I miss 'em, won't ya Kaitlin: I'll even include her out there Fearghal: Try and send a picture some time, alright Kaitlin: 'Course Fearghal: You too, kid Kaitlin: [laughs but in a more genuine way] You're my twin brother, calling me kid is calling yourself a wain, you eejit Fearghal: That's alright by me, like Kaitlin: I'll not baby you, got enough noses and arses to wipe here while you're hand holding these brits Fearghal: No handholding, on me life, just good old-fashioned- [will cut him off before he can be gross] Kaitlin: [we can say she cuts him off with a very unamused noise as per like no thank you] Fearghal: G'wan then, piss off before that kid freezes to death Kaitlin: [doesn't wanna be the first one to hang up obvs] Watch yourself then Fearghal: You too Fearghal: When can we do this again then Kaitlin: When can you? It's no bother for me to slip out with this ginger whinger, needs fresh air so she does Fearghal: [laughs then is pondering like umm] Try next Sunday, after church, if I don't answer then I'll send another postcard or whatever, yeah Kaitlin: Tryin' to get a free sermon told to ya, respect that hustle if not the message Fearghal: Obviously, how am I getting to heaven from England? Kaitlin: [laughs] no angels in England is there not? You'll have been thinking on your feet for fresh pick up lines all these months, no wonder you ain't had time for me, like Fearghal: Something like that... [Trails off 'cos don't wanna tell her what's really been going on but also does 'cos not its like that and its been a lot to just deal with on his own] Kaitlin: But it's something else like what? [cos sees through you boyyy] Fearghal: It's alright now, like Fearghal: but it ain't as if the old man sent me on me way with anywhere to go, is it Kaitlin: He didn't put a bullet in your head as a send off, that's what gets me to sleep of a night, but- [trails off because she was gonna say she knows it hasn't been easy but she doesn't know how hard it's been and she's not trying to guess like let's compare struggles] Kaitlin: Yeah [another pause] Fearghal: Should've put one in his [so under his breath it's like did you mean that to be heard or] Kaitlin: You'd have to take ma out an' all, I don't reckon the broken heart myth is anything other than another story, and probably a few of us would make the cut for cute little orphans but you and me'd have to catch ourselves on quick and wise up Fearghal: Make Tara look after you all as well as Diarmaid's kids, see how committed to the family she really is [sniffs 'cos we been knew] Kaitlin: [makes an identical sound cos twinning] I'll take her out if she was bothered to try and get near 'em Fearghal: Least Owie is old enough to help out, young enough to give a clout, yeah? [genuine concern] Kaitlin: [scoffs because we know he's a bit of a knob but it's still affectionate because] Fearghal: He'll be alright [but doesn't sound as reassuring as that's meant to be 'cos like unlikely at this point] Kaitlin: He's got me, my will's stronger than god's so father Q likes to say [laughs] under his breath, a'course Fearghal: [laughs back but its less 'cos sad] He doesn't always chat shite Kaitlin: Reckon he's a soft spot for me Fearghal: [makes noise like 'hopefully not too soft' but is joking, doesn't need to be that kind of priest] Kaitlin: I don't wish you were here Fearghal: How could he not, with the charm [but just jk like] Is it better, in some ways Kaitlin: It's...[trails off cos we all know even if there's less hassle it's not better as far as she's concerned and the loneliness is a real mood] I'm buzzing you got out [genuine but her voice is sad] Fearghal: Your turn next, I mean it Kaitlin: After we get a few birthday's under Niamh's belt [pauses because it's sinking in how stuck she is for now] and the rest, give 'em a fighting chance Fearghal: Yeah Fearghal: I'll make it easier, any which way I can Kaitlin: Me too, for you, I mean Fearghal: I'm grand, honest but cheers [more pips] I am outta shrapnel though so- Kaitlin: Don't be putting honest on a lie [frustrated sigh because nobody wants this to end but she wouldn't have money] speak Sunday and like I said, watch yourself Fearghal: Love ya, K ['cos no time to take the piss for it or protest] Kaitlin: [let's say she gets cut off before she can say it back for the pain]

[saltine-kakyoin]

17 & 29 :))

jules!

17. a song that you would sing a duet with on karaoke

forever yours- once on this island

(the harmonies when daniel enter are *passionate chef kiss* papa ge’s part is also The Sexiest Line i will ever hear in my entire life. so. jot that down ig)

29. a song that you remember from your childhood

oh man, i should have put ymca for this!! ymca was THE song of my childhood.. alas.. in its place, i put everything you want- vertical horizon in attack position

(i feel like you’ve gotta put backstory to the answer for this question. SO. please know i was a huge ygo fan as a child and i used to spend literal hours watching amvs of it with my sister. there was one (1) polarshipping amv in particular that like. proved love was REAL and WORTH IT that was set to everything you want, and anytime i hear it i’m taken back to being 6 and huddled in front of my sister’s computer in kuwait. ;w; pls also know that my dumb ass forgot!! the lyrics to this song and i could only remember the melody of it for like 20 minutes + i had to call kaitlin to find it sksksksksksk. ; J ; i was considering putting iris by the goo goo dolls in its place bc of a shadow the hedgehog gmv i vividly remember.. Hanging by a Moment by lighthouse ALSO gets an honorable mention for this question, i forget what amv it was set to but i adore that song to this day)

[puppywritings]

how are you? and how’s your week with your bf? hope it’s going good!! the sleepover thing is so cute! so do you mind telling me your top 3 tv shows atm? i’m free and in need of distraction - 🎥 ( is that emoji taken? & can i be a new anon? )

i'm rly good thank u!! he's getting here in a few hours so i'm super excited omg 💕 i hope ur doing well too!! recently i’ve been watching nothing but the office & the simpsons but those aren’t very good recommendations tbh shfkdhgkd if i had to recommend 3 i’ve seen semi-recently i think i’d say,, the mick!! which is a sitcom by the funniest lady in the world kaitlin olson (i adore her), moomin and queer eye!! ofc u can be a new anon, i’m p sure that emoji is free!! 💖

[taschas-clexafix]

Merry Christmas Carmilla Secret Santa gift to @charlee-lang

I sat across from her as we went over lines for season two of Carmilla and I couldn't stop myself from looking at her lips. Seriously after we kissed for season one it's all I think about! I watched helplessly as she brought the hot cocoa to her lips. I wanted to be that cup I know I am a bit crazy but she is driving me to be this way.

I thought I could handle this stay friends I mean I knew I was attracted to her but I had no clue how much till her lips stole my heart. Now I can't see anything except how perfect she is.

I melt every single time she smiles and it's hard not to get lost trying to memorize how all her freckles move. I can't hear anything else when she laughs. She is the sweetest little human alive. Today she brought her own homemade hot cocoa for me! She has this light around her that makes her look like she is glowing! I looked away from her lips to soak in the beauty of her make-up free face. The way her tan skin makes her honey eyes pop is like nothing else! Her eyes were wondering over the pages in front of her she sighed at something and ran her hand through her golden hair. I had to glance away as she lifted her gaze "Natasha can you believe they have been sleeping in the deans bed?" I snapped out of my trance as my name left her lips it took everything not to focus on how perfect it sounds coming from her. I looked at her "well obviously Carm saw no harm in it but yeah how weird?" She laughed "oh god do you think they like fucked in her bed?" I literally choked as I looked at her innocent sweet face and tried to stop my mind from replaying what she just said on repeat. I smirked "hmm good question but I think Carm is more of a romantic than that plus shes totally a gentlewoman I highly doubt it". I looked down at the script then back up only to see her honey eyes locked on me and the sweetest smile "Natasha you are so soft but I suppose you might be right Carm would take Laura to the rooftop to look at the stars and be all romantic". I smiled "Elise you can't possibly tell me that doesn't sound like a good way to sweep a girl off her feet? Soft ha! More like smooth". I winked at her with a smirk plastered across my face. She rolled her eyes "Negovanlis put away that Karnstein smirk!" I smiled fully "Miss Bauman does my Karnstein smirk get to your inner Hollis?" She laughed "I can't even with you Natasha!" I took a sip of the delicious hot cocoa as I looked at her eyes playing a flirty game with hers. I was about to over emphasize how much I was enjoying the drink when Annie walked up to me "Nat have you seen Kaitlin?" I shook my head no and she walked away. I sat the cup down and turned my attention back to Elise who held back a giggle "you uh have something" she reached across the table and swept her thumb over my top lip. I froze the feeling of her skin touching mine. She was using her finger to wipe my lip she didn't use a napkin she was using her finger, I repeat her finger was touching my lip! I tried to shake the effect she had on me to compose myself "uh thanks". She smiled as she sat back down "glad to see you like the cocoa" I nodded any bits of my inner Carmilla faded as she brought her thumb to her mouth and licked it clean "mm it's pretty great stuff an old family recipe". All I could do was internally scream "oh um yeah pretty great stuff". She smiled innocently like she hadn't just killed me with her actions. I knew I was falling more and more in love with her that day with every little simple thing. God what is in the hot cocoa a love potion?

More magical hot cocoa and some cookies for the Christmas special and I was done for.

I could hardly keep my mind off of how cute Elise had been for our little Christmas special. I was becoming more and more hopeless.

The day came for filming and I was beyond nervous I would have to kiss her basically right away!

How was I supposed to keep my cool Carmilla exterior when I just wanted to scream?

As they yelled action I waited for my cue praying I could pull this off. I heard my cue my little Laura talking to her audience. I walked out from behind the curtain and managed to kiss her without completely losing my cool.

It took a few takes but I wasn't complaining because I could literally kiss her till the end of time!

We wrapped up the first day right on schedule and then all headed to dinner as per tradition of first day filming called for.

I stuck pretty close to Annie because my lips were still buzzing begging for more contact with the sweet lips I had been kissing only hours ago. I didn't trust myself to be alone with Elise. When we all made it to dinner Elise came and sat next to me and Annie making my nerves spike yet again.

All through dinner Elise was more touchy and adorable then I could handle I had to excuse myself to the restroom a few times before I lost all my composure.

I watched as Elise told yet another story her eyes lit up as her smile took over her face everything she played as Laura the storyteller showed her enthusiasm contagious as ever. I smiled trying to pay attention but losing my thoughts in wanting to kiss her for the millionth time!

I quickly excused myself and walking quicker then ever to get to the restroom. I took a deep breath and splashed water over my face. Oh my god get a hold of yourself woman she's a coworker she's a friend she way too important to hurt you can't just kiss her! My cheeks were on fire I was panicking I need to cool off I need to control this mess! I padded my face with a paper towel just as I heard the door to the restrooms open.

I felt myself hold my breath as I heard her “Nat are you okay?” I dried my face and turned to see a concerned Elise looking at me with those golden eyes. I was doomed!

I didn't trust my voice so I just nodded making her step closer. She reached up slowly to move some of my hair out of my face “it is no use lying to me I think I know you pretty well now and you've been different and I kind of think I know why...” Her pause made my stomach flip. She rested her hand on my cheek and smiled “I didn't think it was true when Katlyn told me that is until today.” She moved closer her breath played on my lips and I seemed to be paralyzed. She whispered “I am falling for you possibly just as much as you are falling for me.” Her words hit me like an electric shock to my system restarting my heart just in time to react to her lips meeting mine. I melted into her kiss and instantly reacted grabbing her hips and pulling her in closer. This was better then anything I had ever experienced before in my life I thought I was falling hard before I was crashing into her now!

She seemed to be just as frantic as I was to keep the connection and get more I felt her move and let her guide me back against the wall our lips never parting. With each move we gasped for air and hello tighter. I never wanted the moment to end but we were in a public bathroom and really should have figured someone would come looking.

We broke apart at the sound of Katlyn laughing “I knew it Annie owes me 20 bucks! It's about freaking time too!” I felt my cheeks flush and averted eye contact “shut up Katlyn!” I grumbled and sighed and that earned me a kiss on the cheek from Elise “you did not bet money on us!” Elise laughed as she spoke “I can't believe you two god our friends are such children!” I nodded in agreement. Katlyn laughed “the way you two attacked each other for that kiss in season one and how freaking flirt you constantly are we had to make a bet besides we were not wrong I was just more right then Annie she said you would both stay clueless at least till the middle if shooting season 2”. I couldn't believe my ears was it that obvious?

I honestly don't care about anything except Elise And just followed her lead going back out to be teased by the entire crew.

After dinner Elise came home with me and we drank cocoa talked for hours kissed more and talked until we fell asleep on the couch.

I knew she was my Laura and I knew she was my Elise and I couldn't wait for a million more moments with her!

Thank god for the cosmic magic of hot cocoa!

[diveronarpg]

Congratulations, KIERSTEN! You’ve been accepted for the role of IMOGEN with a faceclaim change to Brittany O’Grady. Admin Kaitlin: Oh Kiersten... It’s no secret to anyone who asks how much I am in love with Isabella Gagliano. They are such a fascinating character. They bring this vibrancy, this sheer tour de force with them around every bend, carry their thirst for justice with them around every corner--their pen as their sword and paper as their shield. And you, Kiersten, my sunshine angel you brought them to us full throttle. I am particularly in love with the plots you’ve laid out for them, all the ways they seek to raze Verona to ash for the sake of the truth, no matter how bloodied it may be. I absolutely cannot wait for them to bless our dash. Please read over the checklist and send in your blog within 24 hours.

WELCOME TO THE MOB.

OUT OF CHARACTER:

Alias | Kiersten

Age | 20 (dub club, baby!)

Preferred Pronouns | she/her

Activity Level |  6.5/10, give or take a number depending on assignments, muse, mood, and all that jazz! I’m getting ready to go back to school; however, I think I’ve managed to keep activity up pretty well, in spite of that. Anyway, I have burning passion for writing (and pain)–and DiVerona! And along with my burning passion comes guilty pleasures–that is, prioritizing replies over not-so-important (but aren’t they all supposed to be important? c’est la vie!) assignments.

Also… I’m just gonna slide this here… https://catherinedaly.tumblr.com/ :)

Timezone |  EST

IN CHARACTER:

Character | Isabella Elena Gagliano (with a FC change to Brittany O’Grady, pleeeeease!)

ISABELLA

origin: Spain

meaning: pledged to God; God is bountiful

“Qué linda, qué hermosa–nuestro amor. Gracias a Dio.” These are some of the earliest phrases that she can remember coming from Candela and Emilio Gagliano throughout her childhood. Affectionately nicknamed Bella from an early age, the Gagliano child has never been a stranger to beloved adoration. Every morning, her parents would shower the beautiful babe with kisses; every night, they would get on their knees and pray at the side of the crib, thanking God for the gift He deigned to give them.

ELENA

origin: Greece

meaning: shining light; the bright one

Candela Gagliano knew what she was doing when she looked down at her darling baby and decided to gift her with a middle name full of light and brightness. That is what Isabella was to the Gagliano family: a bundle of light that, when cultivated as sweetly as she’d been, would one day righteously burn anyone who dared to try to snuff her out.

GAGLIANO

origin: Italy/Germany

meaning: joyous; brave

There’s bravery in looking the hurricane in the eye and now cowering, but winking. There’s bravery in relying on words and ink rather than guns and bullets–this ideology has been absorbed by the little canary who prefers to sing her truths rather than fight battles that she knows she’s unequipped for. She takes immense joy in dealing justice–a rarity, especially in a place such as Verona.

What drew you to this character? | Would you believe me if I said a bit of my heart has always belonged to Isabella Gagliano? I’m no better than Eros leaving Psyche to tend to her as she so rightfully deserves. When I began toying with the idea of applying for a second character (yes, I know I’m tardy to the party), I told myself that I would look for someone who pushed me out of my comfort zone of innately soft characters. By no means do I consider Isabella rough, but she’s brazen in a sort of “it’s better to ask for forgiveness rather than beg for permission” kind of way. There’s a fire inside of her that I’m dying to get ahold of. And, after going through the list over and over again, I realized that I couldn’t turn a blind eye to Isa anymore.

What is a future plot idea you have in mind for the character? | Where do you see this character developing, and what kind of actions would you have them take to get there? 3 future plot ideas would be preferable.

SEE, I’VE COME TO BURN YOUR KINGDOM DOWN: Isabella is no stranger to injustice or loss; she’s had more than enough of her fair share of both while living in Spain. Her move to Verona was meant to only be an escape, to rid herself of the plaguing thoughts of her mother and father, but the seasoned  man who took her underneath his aged wing implored her to write, she could not refuse. She wrote. The Verona Giornale took note of the little canary and offered her a place, promising her as much anonymity as they can give under the moniker of Imogen, and she greedily took them up on her offer, promising herself that she would EXPOSE THE MOBS FOR ALL THAT THEY’VE DONE.  And may God have mercy on the souls who find themselves immortalized in ink by Isabella Gagliano; for, if they want to live like gods, she will assure that they are crucified like them—painfully, magnificently, and publicly.

YOU HOLD MY HEART, YOU HOLD ME DOWN: Isa was the one to force her beloved to choose between her heart and her family, for she was under the guise that she meant more to Celeste than the family that left her with no choice but to marry and join the likes of the Montagues. But if there was  one thing her parents taught her, it was to never make assumptions; and yet, the Gagliano woman did and got burned in the end. Casting Celeste out of her house that night was the most painful thing she’d ever done, and I’d like to see how she could come to terms with it. Logically, of course, it makes sense–Isabella cannot afford to lose herself in a woman that can never fully be hers, but her bleeding heart cries for its stellina, cries to have the other sweetly nestled against the contours of Isabella’s body, even if only for a night. EXPLORING THE RELATIONSHIP WITH CELESTE is something I’m dying to do, especially since I see Isa as a rather possessive person; will she cave for Celeste, or will she go out of her way to try to make the Duval woman jealous? Will she seclude herself because of her battered heart  and work twice as hard to expose the evil doings of the mobs?

CORRUPT A MAN’S HEART WITH A GIFT–THAT’S HOW YOU FIND OUT WHO YOU DEALIN’ WITH: I’d like for Isa to LOOK FOR WEAK LINKS WITHIN THE MOBS’ ARMOR, for both her own sanity and her publications. Though Fate has been cruel to her in the past, she’s loathe to believe that it could continue to be; surely, Isabella believes, not everyone involved in the work of Damiano or Cosimo is there because of their own volition. Surely, she believes, there are some willing to sing their song for her, so long as she offers something in return. While neither of us are sure what will be offered, I’d love to get the chance to flesh it out and figure out just how far Isabella will go to get what she thinks she  needs.

Are you comfortable with killing of your character? | Only if it’ll cause the maximum amount of pain possible.

IN CHARACTER INTERVIEW:

What is your favorite place in Verona?

Wrapped under plush blankets, arm strewn lovingly across a frame she’s mapped dozens of times–that’s her favorite place in Verona. But, there’s power in a name and in the unfettered truth that she’s too selfish to give up; to remedy, Isa keeps the truth tucked close to her chest out of fear that, if she shares, she’ll lose it and Celeste. So, Isabella settles for something far more bland, but still honest: “My office– at home or at the Giornale.” The answer is far more bland, but it’s still honest. Both places scream Isabella Gagliano, for they’re littered with pads of paper marred by  her loop-filled handwriting and her walls and desk are decorated with pictures she’s taken in her down time (however, her office at home dons more intimate photos–candids, true moments of happiness–than the one at work). “There’s something liberating in sitting down in a space that’s wholeheartedly your own and and just… Being able to write and to be. It’s cathartic, really.”

      2. What does your typical day look like?

“I don’t really have a set pattern of what I do every day.” Isabella prefers to keep a healthy amount of change in her life, just in case someone starts to trail her. Writing under a moniker offers more protection than her given name, but it doesn’t offer invincibility; she wishes to follow in her parents footsteps, but in her own way: stealthily, creatively.  It’s not easy living in Verona without mob protection, but she makes do with what she has; besides, she’d rather die a martyr than a murderer. Languidly and cat-like, she places an elbow on the arm of the leather chair, lips jutting out in thought. “But, first and foremost,” the curly-haired brunette begins, “I wake up. The time varies, depending on what I have planned for the day. If I have a ridiculously light schedule, I’ll lounge in bed ‘til noon or I get hungry—whichever comes first.” Playfully, she chuckles at her own admission before continuing, “But on ‘normal’ days, I head to Giornale, I interview people, I write. Maybe I’ll find time to visit a few friends or just wander around the city. I’ve been here for a few months, sure, but every single day I feel like there’s something else–something new–that I learn. And that’s a journalist’s dream, no?”

      3. What has been your biggest mistake thus far?

“So what—this is it?” Disbelief colors her words and she’s grateful; without it, she knows without a doubt that Celeste would be able to hear the begging undertones, the wretched part of Isabella that wants nothing more than to love and be loved in return.

“Mi amore, what do you want from me?” Celeste’s voice is tired, worn. “You know me better than I do myself; you know—“

“What do I want? What do I want, Celeste?” Exasperated hands slam against her countertop, causing the other to jump in her perch on the couch. “You! All I want is you! How many languages do I have to say it in for you to understand it? How many times?” Isa rakes her hands through her curls to calm herself, but it’s no use; panic and vexation have settled deep within the marrows of her bones, for she knows deep down that this is the end.

“I can’t leave Tomas—“

“You don’t even love him.” Isabella’s voice cracks as it stumbles over the four letter word, the four letter word she’s breathed countless amounts of time  against the soft skin of Celeste’s neck, at the insides of her thighs. Isabella closes the distance between them, brown eyes imploring as she nestled beside her lover on the couch, fingertips reaching and finding purchase on the other’s hands. “You love me. Why—why am I not enough?”

For the first time since the conversation began, she swears she can see guilt in her lover’s alluring eyes. Celeste says nothing, and the silence is as loud as anguished screams. Because you can’t provide for me in the way that my family needs like he can, Isa supplies mentally, because you have no merit in Verona. Because you are neither Capulet nor Montague aligned.

Because you were too late.

“Then go.” She all but snatches her hand away from Celeste’s and she abruptly stands. “Get out. Get out.” Heavy footfalls thump against the hardwood floors as she disappears down the hall to their—no, her—bedroom. A few moments pass before Isabella rounds the corner, Celeste’s belongings carelessly bundled in her arms. “Leave,” Isa hisses, all but throwing the clothes at the redhead, “and stay gone. Stay with him in that big, grand house of yours.”

The Duval woman can only comply. With clothes in her hands and tears in her eyes, she casts her beloved a longing look before leaving. And as soon as the door slams shut, Isabella crumbles to a heap of bitterness, of brokenheartedness. She pulls her knees to her chest and raggedly sobs until her throat is raw.

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“Signorina Gagliano?” the interviewer prompts, brows furrowing.

She blinks—once, twice, then murmurs, “Perdonami—my mind has been elsewhere as of late.” Then, to remedy her inappropriate silence, she flashes a grin and admits, “Honestly, it’s a bit unnerving being on the other side of this. I’m much more comfortable in your position, caro mio.” His chuckle reveals that he’s not upset, not even bothered. He just wants answers, Isa tells herself.

All anyone ever wants is an answer until it’s not quite that they want to hear. She swallows thickly.

“My biggest mistake would have to be giving people the benefit of the doubt.” Doing so with Celeste had left a gaping hole in her chest that she knows will never fully fill. “When somebody shows you who they are the first time, amico mio, you better believe them.”

What has been the most difficult task asked of you?

“To write,” she murmurs softly, brown eyes more vulnerable than she’d like to admit. It comes as easily as air to her, that writing, but it brings so much pain, so much misery. It dredges up memories that she has spent years trying to bury. “It’s a gift and a curse, you know.” To equally love and hate what you do, to know that it’s the best thing to do–even if not for your own gain. She knows this better than many at the Giornale, for they write from a distance with no ties to the mobs, but she writes from  unwanted connections: her lovesick heart, her bitter soul. “But, you know what they say: Nothing easy is worth having, or something along those lines.” And truly, deep down, Isabella knows this as well as she knows the sky is blue and the grass is green, but it doesn’t make it any easier to stomach.

      4. What are your thoughts on the war between the Capulets and the Montagues?

This is the one question that leaves a metallic tang in her mouth—the mention of the mobs in what she thought was lighthearted practice for one of the newer interns has driven her to lock her jaws until she bleeds. This is all they do: they kill, they steal, and they lie—for trivial, worldly possessions. Money. Fame. Power. Her fingertips twitch involuntarily, the minuscule movement born from irritation and disdain. And this is why I’m here—to strip them of it all, to remind them that the pen is far mightier than the sword.

Isabella clears her throat and her mind by extension; to blatantly admit something that bold, even in the face of a comrade, would be the final nail in a casket she’s not yet prepared to lie in. “I’m not sure if it’s fair for us to have a say on a world that we know nothing of,” she breezily lies, fingertips absentmindedly tugging at her dark brown curls. A brow arches, however, asking the question that she knows better than to voice and he knows better than to answer: Don’t you know better than to ask about the work of the Devil?

Nonetheless, glossed lips tick upward at the corners, just enough to indicate a smile. “My thoughts are based on facts and facts alone when it comes to things not prominent in my own life, so I’m sure that makes them rather bland.”

Extras: If you have anything else you’d like to include (further headcanons, an inspo tag, a mock blog, etc), feel free to share it here!

EXTRAS:

MBTI: ENTP - The Debater

ZODIAC: Libra - October 11, 1994

MOCK BLOG:

https://isabellagagliano.tumblr.com/

PLAYLIST:

https://open.spotify.com/user/r7z4vyhjr8g2jp2t30pkapvwf/playlist/6eVrYzXLiF281uOg3GeqI1?si=PPb1kT6lQp6ZTCDGgA3sqw

HEADCANONS:

Isabella has a tiny, scripted-font “C.” behind her left ear. One drunken escapade quickly led to another, and before either Celeste or Isabella knew it, they were in a hole-in-the-wall tattoo shop. Isa held Celeste’s hand as she got her tattoo—“I love you, stellina, I love you,” the brunette had slurred with a lazy grin throughout the process.

The Gagliano woman is possessive, to say the least; but who can blame her—the child who lost what was most important to her at the time to outside forces, to greedy hands that only sought to take?

Along with journalism, Isa enjoys photography in her free time.

She’s fluent in Spanish, Italian, English, and she knows conversational Russian.

The man that took her in and encouraged her to write recently passed; she visits his grave at least once every two weeks.

[dennnisreynolds]

soooooo here are my two cents on the whole season since i just watched the finale and i gotta put some stuff together in my brain. lots of talking under the cut

13x1: the gang makes paddys great again.

this episode was good. i actually liked it a lot. the characters were written very well and the episode was clever with lots of small callbacks. smart to bring back dennis already in ep 1, its stupid just like the gang. still the whole episode felt kind of forced. something was just off. but i loved this ep and have watched it many times since.

6/10

13x2: the gang escapes

an AMAZING episode. thank u megan ganz!!!! everything felt on point. the entire gang was their terrible selves. felt really good to go back to the normal shenanigans and just follow our idiots being idiots. every single character was written brilliantly and this episode made me laugh out loud several times. the ending was sweet and had more heart than iasip usually does but in a way that felt really natural. such a good episode!!!!

10/10

13x3: the gang beats boggs: ladies reboot

this episode was great. love any episode with artemis. everyone acted so great and i loved gail being in it!!! hated the gross-out ending but will forever support this episode. love when sunny gets super meta and this episode was just commentary on commentary. very clever and fun. whenever kaitlin is the main focus i get so happy! also how they facetimed on snapchat? adorable

7/10

13x4: times up for the gang

this fucking episode....amazing. brilliant. perfect. had me laughing out loud, cringing and feeling horrible. megan ganz did an amazing job in this episode, the writing is so good i can’t put into words how good i think this episode is. really shows the grim nature of the characters and was super relevant. looooooved it.

10/10

13x5: the gang gets new wheels

this episode was fun!!!  felt so strange having such a down to earth episode after times up for the gang but it was nice again to just see them being stupid. had some hilarious lines and cracked me up. just made me super happy. glenn and kaitlin especially did an amazing job in this episode. it wasn’t at all a weak episode but it wasn’t the strongest either. still love it very much either way and the ending was sooooooooo good and made me smile!

8/10

13x6: the gang solves the bathroom problem

this episode was sooooo cute and silly. after having several of the episodes take place out of the ordinary setting it felt good to have an episode back in the bar.  always love their stupid discussions and this episode reminded me a lot of the reynolds vs reynolds cereal defense. it was a very satisfying episode, still a little disappointed in the end (they shouldve put a STAFF sign on the good bathroom and made the other one without gender lol!!!! wouldve been very in character and funny) but i liked the episode and i loved their outfits.

9/10

13x7: the gang does a clip show

ok so we all had high hopes for this episode and personally i didnt feel like mine were met. when the episode is only 20 minutes long, spending almost half the time on clips from previous episodes just feels suuuuper unsatisfying especially when you have rewatched the show plenty of times and remember everything super clearly. just felt like a youtube compilation or something. charlie talking to himself was super funny though. the dennis double life flashback broke my damn heart. this episode was weird as fuck and dennis character especially felt really off and considering how this was his last episode of the season it felt kind of tame. the last part with charlie peeking through the door was just strange. this episode mostly just came off as a “oh no internet and iphones are bad and youre missing out on real life” kind of thing. if they tried for something deeper it sort of failed. even though there were some very funny moments it was a very weak episode.

5/10 

13x8: charlies home alone

didn’t care for this episode at all, but it had its moments. charlie day is an incredible actor and usually i am all for charlie-centric episodes but just like many of the other episodes, this one felt kinda off, also with charlies personification. like something really vital was just missing from his character or something. it focused too much on the grossness, so there was little to no funny things and i didn’t laugh once. it became too gross and macabre and the ending was just like. meh. this season absolutely couldve done without this episode.

3/10

13x9: the gang wins the big game

just a pretty bland episode. i like mac and franks friendship but again. it was just meh whatever. even with the huge amount of recurring characters making a return, it just wasn’t that funny. the trope of dee getting hurt is also just frustrating at this point. it was clear that rcg had fun with this one though and rob is a great actor. it was fine but it didn’t do anything for me at all.

3/10

13x9: mac finds his pride

so after the last three episodes i was pretty bummed out and just tired at this point. didn’t expect much from this episode but was still kind of disappointed mixed with relieved and happy? im still kind of figuring it out so sorry if this one is a mess. the episode focused on mac which is always nice. this ep was extremely necessary and beautiful and the more i watch his dance, the more important it becomes to me. i loved how rcg chose to break format just to say “we see and hear and support you” to the lgbt people watching. mac coming out to his dad hurt my little gay heart. buuuuuuuuut still this episode felt a little weak. i loved everything with mac and it had its really funny moments! but dee and charlie just seemed like they were there cus like...they had to be. casually mentioning dennis like he was around but glenn not physically being there was really frustrating. it was a beautiful episode but it didn’t really feel like an actual finale without the gang all being together. i wanted a little clip at the end of them on the float or like having the rest of the gang watch macs dance or just something. it chose to focus specifically on mac (obviously) but then frank? and their friendship which was sweet in a way? but also felt kind of random. i have exTREmely mixed feelings about this episode. so like. all in all it was a good episode but a poor finale, i think. i dont even know really.

6/10

thanks for reading if you did!!!!!! also msg me if you wanna chat about any of it or something! i am all ears for peoples own interpretations and such! 

[snake-snack-stede]

HI JAMS THANK YOU I LOVE YOU TOO

😘😘😘 YIPPEE what a coincidence I’m in the business of smooching 24 hours a day 7 days a week

💋💋 <- these are for you and Kaitlin for being so adorable with your matching icons

omg your blog is so warm and pretty!!! I love your new icon

OMGGGG OLIVIA HI OLIVIA I LOVE YOU!!

thank youuuu hehe i love your new icon too! every time i see it the cat ears make me fucking cry :') they really took the 'precious little meow meow' title seriously this season

also @stedesearring and i were waiting all season for the perfect moment to make into our new icons. and behold. it finally arrived. can u even believe it.

actually i'm so glad you're here bc it's smooch o'clock and you're my first customer. MWAH!!!!

[chaospixiemagic]

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We just hit 200 REVIEWS ON AMAZON!! That is INCREDIBLE, especially for an INDIE author like myself!

Truly, thank you to every single one of you who has helped keep the magic alive. Whether you are a new reader or an old fan, I adore each and every one of you!

[uwulix]

hello

It’s midnight and since i’m feeling soft i’ll just rant about how much i love my mutuals

Prepare for cringe and a lot of “I love yous”

(also i’m writing this on my phone and i’d much rather put a read more or whatever it’s called option i’m sorry it’s late i can’t function and this will probably be the longest post i’ve ever made)

and also the bolding and italics mean nothing it’s for decoration only so if i forgot to put it somewhere i’m sorry it means nothing ajsks and it’s also not in a particular order i love you all equally💕

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@seouljinn JAEEEE my bub omfndjsjdj where do I get started I’m pretty sure I talk to you every day and I generally love talking to you and I can’t quite fit into words HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU AND WISH YOU TO BE HAPPY AND YOU’RE AN ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING💓

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@likem8stopprocrastinating ALLY ugh I love talking to you and you’re so special and beautiful AND AND you’re one of the first people I talked to on here and the timezones are messed up sjsjs but I really love you so much and I hope you’re happy💚

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@strayedtoofar CHARLOTTE you’re absolutely amazing and incredibe and I want to thank you so much because before you talked to me I was too scared too approach anyone but you messaged me and I really appreciate talking to you and I love you💝

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@stray-keeds-in-yo ALI my dear cult buddy I love you so much and I wish we could meet one day and actually make a cult with our satanic dolls and rats and I appreciate you so so much🖤

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@s0ftminho MARIA MY LOVE I love you so much and I never get bored of talking with you you’re an absolute sweetheart and I love you so much aND AND I LOVE YOU❤

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@kim-squishmin DAWN aah you’re such an amazing person and sweet and caring :’( I love you so much and I crack up at your quotes also Flopsy is the cutest bunny ever 💜

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@ch1ms FAE we started talking a short time ago but you’re amazing?? And I love you?? And I’d love to talk to you more??💙

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@memelordfelix Z OH MY GOD I love you sooo soooo much and love talking to you jajsjsjs also i know i’m late but congratulations on you and dino getting married 💛

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@hey-hey-chan KRIS ngl at first I was lowkey intimidated by you before I first started talking to you BUT then I realized you’re just a small fluffbal and ily💘

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@felixdabs LUIZA MULTITALENTED QUEEN I didn’t talk to you in a while but I love your blog and you’re a VERY nice and wonderful person and I love you💗

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@strayboys PHOEBE ugh you’re too positive and happy for your own good istg you’re such a sunshine and you SPREAD POSITIVITY EVERYWHERE and i love you💛

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@seobangchan I have nothing to say except that I hope the Jaegoat is doing well and that the goats will rise along with our cult 💛

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@minboondles RACHEL aah I remember you helping me and calming me down when I has to recite that stupid poem which I DIDN’T sadly and that meant so much to me and I really hope we talk more in the future💟

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@pwark-jisung LAURA. You’re my whole world I love you so much Yuta does too and I love our small conversations jajyjsjsb you’re amazing and ily💝

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@hyucksmay MAY HONEY I love you so much and you’re just precious and I want to talk more with you and I love you so does Hyuck❤

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@felixmahdork LOU ajsjsjjs you told me you were intimidated by me and I’m still sad about that and i lowkey wanted to message you before but i was too shy sjsjsj ily🖤

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@busanjeongin AAH CHEWY We didn’t talk that much but I’d honestly love to talk to you more aksksk💟

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@seungjilix MARI we also didn’t talk that much but I’d love to because you seem so fun and ADORABLE and ajsjsj💝

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@pleasantsandwichfan SIMRAH WE ARE THE DANCING LEGENDS aah I swear I could talk to you for hours?!?!? Also I hope you’re asLEEP and I love you so much💘

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@cocacolamemebois LAUREN we also started talking not so long ago but I’ve been stalking you for a long time and decided to approach you and no I’m not a creep 💖

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@concerned-canadian LUCY ajsjjsja YOU TALENTED LITTLE CREATURE i love you so much and i’d love to talk to you more💕

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@astraykidsdaydream KAITLIN jajsjsj I love your writing you’re so talented!! Again, I’d loce to talk to you more and get to know you💟

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@9straysunflowers DANIIII we also didn’t talk that much but I’d love to!💟

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@goddamngyu ESTHER MY FRIEND kskdkd I love talking to you and you’re generally funny a walking meme I say and I love you💖

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@strayykiddos ELISA aah hajdjsh I love you so much and If things don’t work out for me I’m flying over and we’re making a small café in the middle of France

OKAY so it’s 1.50am now and this took me an HOUR and more to write,,, but I want you all to know that I love you so soo much and that you mean the world to me and that I’m lucky to have you in my life!💕💕

Even if we’re not mutuals, feel free to message me and talk to me or tell me about your day!!

Some blogs I’d love to talk to but am lowkey too shy to:

@1longassride @straycuties @tuandidas @officialchangbin @pinkchangbin @itsmeflora @whos-brian @straykidszodiac @a-hoe-for-felix-freckles @ohmyspearb @stray-kids-stuff @straykiddosmom @9equals1 ignore this please