#keris/trixie

[letraspal]

Women of the Simon Snow Trilogy

Thank you for the support for this collection. I love these women and I’m glad they exist in this awesome trilogy. Ps. Happy Birthday to Any Way The Wind Blows.

[alexalexinii]

Secret Snowflake Exchange 2024❄️

we love Trixie and Keris in this household

For @onepintobean !!

[rbkzz]

Day 21 @carryon-countdown : wlw

Happy carry on countdown!! I've never written before, but a few months ago I got spontaneously inspired by a pixie/fae discussion on the discord server between @roomwithanopenfire and @noblecorgi I harvested their ideas and wrote them into a trixie/keris smutty one-shot! They also beta-read for meeeee so tysm! Sharing this is terrifying, but I wrote it months ago and it's just been sitting around so yknow what!? Why not just post it 🙃

[roomwithanopenfire]

Day 21 - WLW

Title: Ooh, you got me la-la-la-ing

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 1k

Tags: Keris/Trixie, Canon Compliant, Anniversary, Getting Together Established Relationship, yes it is all three because, Reminiscing Cake, One Shot

Summary: Trixie and Keris celebrate their 1 year anniversay with cake in bed and good memories.

Read on AO3

@carryon-countdown

[otherpeoplesheartachept-2]

Day 21: wlw

It's summer holiday and Trixie is prepared to pierce her ears. (An amazing feat, considering the 5-10 other summer projects the pixie has abandoned). But she needs a little help-luckily Keris isn't too afraid of needles, or blood, or the risk of infection!

Rating: G

Length: 1,354

Warnings: none

Read on Ao3 or below :)

“Do they look even?”

“Sweet Magick, Trixie, I can't look,” Keris exclaims, shielding her face from the sight of her girlfriend. 

“It's just the marker I haven't pierced them yet, silly.”

Keris peaks behind her fingers. She stares at Trixie’s blue, velvet peasant skirt, then moves up to her cropped green tank top, and then finally braves looking at Trixie’s ears, finding them untouched. Keris lets out a sigh of relief. 

She examines the pen markings Trixie put at the tips of her pointy ears. 

“They’re not even close to being in the same spot, honey,” Keris says honestly.  

“Damn, I tried so hard,” Trixie pouts so cutely. (Everything she does is cute, in Keris’ unbiased opinion.)

“Let me try, maybe the mirror is messing you up,” she offers.

Keris stands from Trixie’s plush bed and walks to the ensuite where her girlfriend stands. 

Trixie magicks off the markings and hands Keris a sharpie. 

“And you’re sure this is sanitary?”

“I read the wikihow!” Trixie assures. 

This doesn't do much to settle Keris’ worries. Nonetheless, she pushes Trixie’s short, blonde hair out of the way and gets to work. 

She stares at Trixie's ears for a while, admittedly getting distracted by how Trixie stands when she's trying to be still. She’s balled her hands into fists and keeps tensing and relaxing her brow.

Keris spends a few minutes marking and re-marking Trixie’s ears, trying to line them up perfectly. 

When she thinks she's got them in the same exact spot she lets Trixie turn to look in the mirror. 

Trixie tilts her head to the side. “This one's higher, " she says, pointing to her left ear. 

“Love-” Keris tilts the pixie’s head back to center. 

“Oh,” Trixie giggles, “okay yeah, it looks good-” she turns to smile at Keris. 

“Okay, good luck!!” Keris says, quickly stepping out of the bathroom and closing the door. 

She tries to sit on Trixie's bed again, but ends up pacing the room. She distracts herself by straightening the hundreds of stuffed animals living on Trixie's bed. When that’s done she tries to put away a basket of Trixie's clean clothes, but she does not understand her girlfriend's method of organization. She finds unmated socks, 3 skirts of all different lengths, tank tops, and a button-up shirt all in the top drawer of her dresser. 

So Keris goes back to pacing, and chewing on her hair. 

“Keris!” Trixie yells from the ensuite. 

Keris rushes in, her mind flashing with images of blood everywhere and a chopped off ear. But she must be brave if her girlfriend needs her!

It’s nothing though. Trixie's fine–ears thankfully still attached.

Trixie untangles herself from her perch on the bathroom counter.  

“Can you do it?” she asks so sweetly, holding a sewing needle out towards Keris. 

“Trixie, I might actually die.” Keris responds, terrified at the thought of messing up something so permanent. Not to mention the risk of infection. 

“Please? I’m worried it'll hurt and then I’ll fuck it up.” 

Keris considers her options. If anyone were to pierce Trixie's ears Keris might be the safest bet–besides of course a professional–but neither of them have the money for that. And Trixie's mom would freak out if she knew what they were doing. (Her dad might be chill about it; once Keris saw a uni photo of him with earrings from lobe all the way to the tip of his pointy ears.) (But Trixie stays with her mom for summer holiday.) So it's down to Keris or Trixie to get the job done. There's no convincing Trixie to give up on the idea of course, she's had her mind set on this long enough to actually get all the supplies together and buy new earrings for it. 

Over the course of this summer holiday alone (which is only halfway through) Trixie has started and stopped at least ten new sewing projects and diy crafts. So Keris knows she must really want these new piercings. 

Keris takes a deep breath. 

“You don’t have to do it, baby, I know needles make you squeamish,” Trixie says, taking Keris’ hand.

“No, no it’s okay. Walk me through the steps.” She says carefully pinching the sewing needle between her fingers. 

“You’re sure?” Trixie asks. 

“Of course, you’ve been so excited for this!” Keris says, plastering on what she hopes is a convincing smile. 

Trixie smiles and pulls Keris into a tight hug. Keris can’t help but smile too. She plants a small kiss on Trixie’s cheek, and Trixie kisses her nose. 

“Okay, tell me what to do,” Keris says, determined to help Trixie. 

“Right, so you-” Trixie starts, rocking back and forth on her feet, “you like mark the ears, then put the needle in, oh! And you need the ice, for like numbing, yeah?” Keris nods hesitantly. “Then the needle, then pull it out, but not all the way, not until you have the earring like on the other side, to go in as the needle goes out. It’s easy!” Trixie exclaims. 

“Shouldn’t you sanitize the needle first?” Keris asks, feeling a bit uneasy. 

“Oh yeah, and the earrings,” Trixie adds, pointing to the bottle of isopropyl alcohol on the counter. “And make sure you keep the needle straight all the way through the cartilage, don’t go up or down.” 

“Can I watch a video first?” Keris asks, she’d hate to go into this without being fully prepared. 

“Yeah, here’s the one I watched,” Trixie says, pulling out her phone. 

-

After a thorough (and admittedly drawn out) exploration of piercing tutorials, Keris feels 37% more confident, and all they need now is the ice cubes.

-

“Slicks! We’re out of ice.” Trixie slumps, standing in her small kitchen, holding the freezer door open, empty ice tray in her hand. “We were so close!!” she whines. 

The pair walks back to Trixie’s room. The pixie collapses on her bed, using a fuzzy stuffed cat to hide her face.

Keris hears muffled sniffles from below the soft body of Trixie’s stuffed cat. She moves closer to her girlfriend, petting her hair to comfort her.

It seems all hope is lost. And Trixie had come so far! It didn’t seem right… 

“Couldn’t we use a numbing spell instead of ice?” 

Trixie shoots up, flinging the small cat to the foot of her bed. 

“You know one?” she asks, enthusiasm coming back to her. 

“Yeah! My dad taught me,” Keris beams, happy to be the source of that radiant smile on Trixie’s face. 

“Yay!!” Trixie cheered. “I knew you were the best girlfriend a pixie could have!” 

The girls laugh. 

They return to the bathroom.

Keris is careful with all her preparations. She makes both of them wash their hands. And after she’s disinfected the needle, bell earrings, and Trixie’s ears, they’re ready to go. Trixie sits on the counter, Keris stands between her legs.

“You won’t feel a thing!” Keris casts. Then asks Trixie if she can feel the needle against her skin. 

The spell was effective so now there’s nothing left to do, but stick a needle through her girlfriend’s skin. Twice. So easyyyyy!!

Keris does her very best not to shake too much. 

The first ear goes well, Trixie doesn't feel a thing, and there’s barely any blood. Thank Magick. The second ear goes smoothly as well. 

“Take a look,” Keris smiles at her work, holding a hand mirror, shaped like a flower, up to Trixie. 

“Keris!! They’re perfect!” Trixie grins from ear to ear. She moves her head side to side, making the little bells jingle, and some glittery pixie dust to fall from her head. 

It makes Keris giggle. She’d do anything to make Trixie this happy. 

Trixie sets down the mirror and pulls Keris closer, to plant kisses all over her face. Keris can only giggle more, each kiss setting off butterflies within her. 

“I love you so much,” Trixie says, continuing with her myriad of kisses, and Keris’ heart leaps. 

It’s not the first time they’ve said I love you but it’s still so exciting each time Trixie says it. 

[sweet-talking-sleepwalker]

CoC days 5 and 6

day 5 - fight

day 6 - WLW

[pumpkin-wants-a-cherry-scone]

Day 11: Side Ships / Alt Ships

Trixie and Keris. Was thinking about Penny complaining about Trixie. Penny getting back to her and Trixie's dorm room (not necessarily Watford ig) and Trixie and Keris as just snogging (making out? idk I'm American). Penny just wants to study.

idk I thought it was silly when I thought of it yesterday

Apologies for the assault on the senses that is the colored version :p (I don't color things often lol)

[ebbpettier]

oh god wait fuck. no. she's magrat garlick. i've just made magrat garlick before i knew who magrat garlick was.

[forabeatofadrum]

Thanks @wellbelesbian for the sort-of-extra tag.

The Top Blorbos are the characters I've written the most with a central role, with Blaine appearing in 8 fics, Kurt in 7, Simon, Baz and Tina in 4 (so they share a spot, actually) (and also, I counted the podfics I made as well). The Top Fics are the ones with the most hits. The Written Words is the word count from January - November. Top Fandom is fandom I've written the most for.

Poor Tina, her name is too long. Same goes for make a fire out of this flame.

Fun fact, I spent most time tracking down a picture of my icon, since it's been my icon since 2015, so I didn't have the file on my computer. I found it here. This is from May 2015.

You make your own with the template!

[carry-on-sapphic-week]

more kerixie and cats, this is becoming an agenda...

Figure It Out

for day two of @carry-on-sapphic-week, today's prompts were sweet and adopt!

read on ao3 or below the cut!

"Trixie…” Keris is using her grown-up voice, a term she hates, but there’s really no other way to describe it. Arms crossed, feet planted, and her tone reminds me of my mum when I figured out a spell to stick my little brothers to the ceiling.

“What’s up?” I respond, choosing to keep my tone casual as I toss my keys into the bowl beside the door and toe out of my shoes.

“That had better not be a cat carrier. I expressly told you we cannot get a cat.”

Well, she’s got me there.

“The landlord never has to know."

“He will know.”

“We could pay him off?"

“Trixie.” Grown-up voice again.

The carrier is getting really heavy, so I put it down on the table. A little soot-coloured paw peeks out between the bars, then retreats and is replaced by a whiskery nose. Keris puts her head in her hands.

“Are you really mad at me?” I ask nervously. “Cos I can return her if you-”

“I’m more mad about how cute she is.” Keris mumbles. She looks up and glares at the carrier. “You’re making this really difficult, you know.” A soft meow in response makes her groan.

I cringe at what I’m about to say next, allergic to sincerity but feeling like it’s needed right now. “I thought, you know… this would be the first step to us having a family.”

Keris softens, stepping forward and pulling me into a warm kiss.

“That’s very sweet of you,” she says, pulling back but keeping her hands cupping my face. I instinctively wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer as she continues, “and I do really want a cat, but it doesn’t fix the landlord situation.”

“We could always spell him into agreeing to make an exception?” I suggest.

“That’s highly immoral, Trix.” Keris chides.

“So is the landlord.” I shrug. “I mean, look at our rent! And the mould.”

Keris wrinkles her nose at that. The mould in the upstairs bathroom seems somehow magic-resistant, and the landlord is still refusing to fix it, instead just telling us to keep the windows open. In January.

“One bad act doesn’t cancel out the other.” She counterpoints. “Also, I think it’s illegal.” I groan, then relent.

“Okay. So no cats allowed, the landlord won’t get rid of the mould, and the rent is ridiculous anyway… I’m hearing we need to move.”

“Easier said than done.” Keris says, opening up the cat carrier and picking up the kitten, a small grey sphynx cat. She rubs between her ears and she starts to purr.

“Eh, we’ll figure it out.” I shrug. Keris looks at me, her expression tired but full of affection, our new kitten cradled in her arms. I think I’ve won this battle.

“Has she got a name?”

“Nope. Why, do you have an idea?”

Keris hums thoughtfully for a moment. “Morgana?"

“Cute!” I grin. “And it’s a swear.”

“Don’t ruin it!” She laughs. It’s like the clouds part, a sunbeam I could lay in all day. I suddenly feel like I can see our whole future before us, just standing in our kitchen with our new kitten, even with the uncertainty around us. We've got each other. “I suppose we’ll just have to figure it out.” Keris acquiesces. I smile back.

“I suppose we will.”

[letraspal]

“Trixie and Keris push the beds together when I’m not there—there’s probably pixie dust everywhere.”

“Not my problem, Penny.”

Keris | Women of the Simon Snow Trilogy

[stellarwaffles]

I know you only draw up to 5 characters so-

Name every nexo knights oc you have

I'm gonna list them all under a read more bc I've got. 84 Nexo Knights ocs lmao

Feather (2nd oc made!!)

Eva Unit-11 (3rd oc made!!)

Ari Sunfall (1st oc made!! I love lava monster)

Ziva Sunfall

Leo Sunfall

Daniel Sunfall

Talya Sunfall (part of the chimera pride/crew !!)

Dasi Sunfall

Gar Goyle

Pearl Stitchwool

Hallie Bard

Melody Bard

Val Tynes

Rosie Thorne

Maril Waves

Trixie

Momo Shroom

Jenny Fins

Lottie

Jewel

Artie Fox

Paul Fox

Todd Fox

Cameron Fox

Frank Fox

Lista Fox

Lester Fox

Hunter Fox

Nicki Fox

Archie Fox Jr

Diana Fox

Gwendolyn Fox

Coral Reefe

Kiera

Bae Kerie

Florence Weirn

Debbie Pan

Tim Roll

Cindy

Conner Ovens

Belle Star

Dani Sair

Shira Clovenhoof

Baabs Clovenhoof

Carl Clovenhoof

Shep Clovenhoof

Mary Clovenhoof

Ferne

Summer Plume

Chelsea Reefe

Binyomin Wolfe

Zev Wolfe

Tsvi

Lynn

Davka Sunfall

Yonah

Arson Sunfall

Jackie

Kevin

Shevy Chiroptera

Sophie Chell

Liv (Olivia)

Jay V Lin

Dee (Dierra)

Brad Folivora

Faye Shion

Silk

Dov Bearclaw

Goldie Bearclaw

Pete Rois

Chilly Kindle

Naomi Sunblaze

Daniel Sunblaze

Lionel Ashfall

Arson Ashfall

Khimaira

Caldera

Tephra

Cloe Folivora

Kirsten Magmahearth

Sunny Magmafall

Erin (placeholder name)

Elias "Eli" Trix

Malori Glitch

[rbkzz]

...[*whispered*] wip wednesday?

(context under the cut)

(is this is too long?)

(i wrote a trixie/keris one-shot)

(it is my first written thing)

(i am so nervous!)

(trixie pov)

Penelope Bunce is once again whirling around our room like a frizzy haired tornado.  She has literally picked up and put down every single article of clothing, book, paper, or other object at least twice (except the box under my bed, thank goodness I spelled that).

She’s such a menace – their whole golden trio is.  People say I’m annoying because of my dust, short attention span, and possessive tendencies (well anyone who had to grow up in a lower faedom and pay a tithe to the aes sidhe of all your most precious belongings each year would end up being a possessive brat too! I just don't like to share if I can avoid it is all)... 

…but I think the ‘golden trio’ made up of Snowbuncebelove should get an actual award for being the most annoying, self-absorbed students at Watford.  Nobody else would stand a chance - they’d win that award category every year.

Recently on discord my alpha @noblecorgi was lamenting the lack of lesbian smut in the CO fandom... they then got into an interesting discussion with @roomwithanopenfire about pixies/other fae folk. There was aaaalso a recent conversation about Niamh and their perspective in AWTWB about how the leads of CO had been living in their own bubble at Watford (unreliable narrators the whole lot of 'em!!)

Even though I don't write I loved the ideas that were shared, so I decided to try to smoosh them all together into a Trixie/Keris one-shot lesbian smut fic.

I got really excited about writing and caught up in the experience of it - it was so much fun!! Now I know why people do it! @roomwithanopenfire even beta read for me for which I am soooo grateful ♡♡♡♡

......aaaand then the next day I embarked on an intense perfectionist shame spiral (iykyk) and decided I should hide myself and my ideas away forevermore 🥲

However...... my brain itself is an unreliable narrator 🫠 And my recent therapy homework is to regularly try new things, mess up publicly, and be imperfect in order to rewire my brain to understand that I am still okay even when I am bad at things. Sooo I am posting part of my first fic here as therapy homework and for accountability as well as to continue on my plight of becoming consistently and unabashedly imperfect. Maybe someday I'll find the courage to post it on ao3 😬

I don't know about tags because I'm still so confused and shy about putting myself out here on tumblr 🙊 but I doooo want to say THANK YOU for tags and hellos! I love to read what y'all are up to, even though I usually wait til fics are posted in completion before starting (I'm too impatient to wait for chapter updates 🤪). xoxo!

my first wip wednesday!

[valeffelees]

WIP Wednesday

hullo, happy today!

um, did i fucking. black out? wasn't it JUST Sunday? LOL, goddamn. 🫥 time, she do be zoomin'.

well, i'm still working on Without Sun (that's the title of the WIP i've been sharing snippets of these last few posts, btw; hurt/comfort, magickal accidents, love confessions, getting together) and it's been going well enough, my word count is just under 10 000 and i have... probably six scenes left to go? so i'm gonna guess my final word count to be about 20 000 and call myself halfway done. i'm not used to giving so much attention to a single WIP for so long, i prefer to work on 2-3 WIPs at a time, but i really don't wanna lose momentum, y'kno?

n e way, thank you kindly to @artsyunderstudy for tagging me this morning. i'm having a lot of fun being included, really, i'm so delighted. 😄

here's my most recent progress:

Grief is a muffled heartbeat. It is four corners wide and dressed in green linens. Penelope Bunce is lying on her bed. Penelope Bunce has been lying on her bed for the last fourteen hours. At least, Simon thinks, resting his chin on the edge of her mattress. He is curled like a child on the floor, leaning against the bedframe, watching. It isn’t right, the way her eyes are swallowing up her face without her glasses, closed and swollen, her lashes pale with a film of sleep. She’s only woken twice since Simon found her. Once, to use the washroom. Again later when her roommate stopped by several hours after supper. Trixie had poked her head into the room as though she wasn’t supposed to be there, her eyes a disk of yellow-green in the doorway for a startling moment before the moonlight settled over her small, sharp features. A narrow chin, an upturned nose, a mouth like one of those plastic baby dolls. Penny jumped at the creak of the door and lifted her head, squinting so hard her whole face bunched from the effort. A dark curl was dried to the corner of her lip. “Just me,” Trixie said in a voice like a cricket, a pleasant evening chirp. “Pyjamas.” “Oh,” Penny replied, then dropped back onto her pillow and closed her eyes. “I’m staying with Keris tonight.” “Okay.” “Can I do anything for you before I go?” “No.” Trixie nodded, then stopped. Then nodded again and walked over to her wardrobe and pulled a pink slip of fabric from one of the drawers along the bottom, but didn’t leave. She looked down at the nightgown in her hands for a moment, then over her shoulder at Penelope. Down again. “Penny,” she said, “I’m really sorry about Simon.” Simon jerked up at that. Sorry about him?

Tag, you're it! 🪄 @cutestkilla @raenestee @hushed-chorus @thewholelemon @larkral @captain-aralias @blackberrysummerblog

[otherpeoplesheartachept-2]

Day 4: Daydreaming

It's been a very long day, and Penny just wants to study, but her annoying pixie roommate and new girlfriend won't let her relax. Penny can't help but imagine a better situation.

Rating: G

Length: 940

Warnings: none

Read on Ao3 or below :)

It had been a long day: Penny’s period started, the Humdrum sent flying neetles to attack Watford, and Penny missed lunch because she had to pick their annoying little pins out of her skin. So all Penelope Bunce wanted to do was relax. But of course, she opened her door to find Trixie and her new girlfriend giggling like the unfortunate victims of a potent love potion. 

Penny shut the door forcefully and sat at her desk. Was it too much to ask to get some peace in her own damn room? “Diplomacy is nearly as important as your studies,” her mother's words rang in her head, and Penelope does try to listen to her mother. So she took a deep breath and did her best to focus on her schoolwork despite the crowded enclosure.  

It’s not that Trixie and Keris were taking up a lot of space. They were sitting on Trixie's bed, mushed against each other as if they’d been put in a vacuumed sealed bag. And they just kept giggling. Penelope wondered if she could add that to the Roommate List of Banned Activities. After all, Trixie had just added a rule about no magickal tomes allowed on the floor between their beds.

Trixie whispered, far too loudly, “I love you,” to Keris. 

Penny rolled her eyes. She needed silence to study, but Trixie didn’t seem to understand that. They’d had that argument far too many times.

She wasn't going to say anything, but Penny felt it was well within her rights to make her feelings known.

Penelope opened her bookbag angrily. She slammed her textbooks on the desk angrily. She flipped to the right page in her notebook angrily. She took the cap off her pen angrily and even clicked it on to the other end of the pen angrily. 

But they didn’t take the hint. The two of them were still flirting, and despite Penelope’s best efforts to ignore the couple, out of the corner of her eye she saw Trixie planting kisses all over Keris’ face. 

Penny wanted to vomit. 

She shook her head, trying to erase the image, and turned her eyes back to her textbook. Penny tried reading the section on spell casting traditions from medieval Britain, but Trixie wouldn’t stop being in love so loudly. 

Penny started over at the top of the page but her head was invaded by what she imagined the couple was murmuring on about.

“Ooo I’m Keris and I’m so…” okay well, Penelope didn't know Keris that well so she didn't know what she would be saying. But she knew Trixie was probably saying something like:

“Ooo I’m Trixie the Pixie, I’m infuriatingly adorable and unbelievably cheerful!” (Every sentence Trixie uttered ended with an exclamation point.) “I smell like vanilla and cherry blossoms! And wet moss when I cast! My hair is pink now! Don’t you just loveeee it!! It makes me look even cuter! And omg I saw the cuuuuuttest puppy today!! 

We should get a puppy together, Keris! We should get a flat together and get married! I love you sooooo much Keris, even though we just started talking two months ago! I learned a spell to explode the most pink, most sparkly glitter imaginable alllllll over my (shared) bedroom to show you how much I love you!!! And I’m gonna make my roommate clean up the mess! It's not like I could spend time with my roommate who I've known for years instead! It's not like Penelope would want to help me study, or learn new spells, or hold my hand on the way to the classes we share. Or giggle with me on my bed after school. Or kiss me on the Great Lawn, at sunset, when the weather is warm and inviting, and I’d taste so sweet, like that cotton candy lip balm I let Penny borrow in 3rd year. And I’d hold my small hand against her cheek. And when she runs her fingers through my soft hair I’d smile against her lips. 

I’d do everything I could to cherish the moment. To commit the unbelievable feeling to memory. We both want this so badly. I can’t stop. I want Penny to deepen the kiss, and she does. She presses closer and closer to me. I hold her tightly. I can’t let this end, it’s all I’ve ever wanted, not the roommate rules, or the petty insults. I just want us, our lips pressed together and-”

“Can’t you two love each other anywhere else!?!” Penelope explodes, snapping out of her disturbing daydream. 

Keris blushed and hid her face in the crook of Trixie’s neck. 

“We aren’t breaking any of the rules, Penelope,” Trixie smiled.

Penny let out a deep sigh. Her chair scraped across the wood floor as she stood to add to the Roommate List of Banned Activities they have magicked to the wall between their desks. 

In a neat script she wrote out, No Girlfriends in the Room before triumphantly crossing her arms as Trixie read the wall.

“That’s just homophobic, Penny,” Trixie points out.

“Well-!” Penny attempted to respond but she was at a loss. Hell’s Bells. She faced the list again, but mostly to hide her embarrassment. 

“I’m going to the library, there are fifteen more grimoires I need to bring back and study.”

Penny was very pleased with herself. Not only would more books in the room annoy her roommate, but now she had an excuse to look for fifteen books from the Watford library. 

Trixie only rolled her eyes as Penelope shoved her things back into her bag and rushed out to the hallway. 

[rejjisheart]

thank you 2o24

salamaat 2024

haluuu. nag new year kila ate went. this year yung umuwi tayo ng rosario para sa death anniv ni nanay. nakaraming putotoys forda year. hahaha. nakapag coaching staff tayo for reinvent 1 with kai as my partner. wohooo. nabigay ko na din pala orders ni ever na mga pouch. wohooo. nanlibree din pala ng dinner sila reinvent founders plus ever at nag karaoke din kami after. natapoos ko na din pala yung putotoys for frisky. umorder din pala ng puppycat si aldrich. hehehe. nakapag sunflower din. tapoos nag birthday din pala ang feb babies sa dad's sa may west ave. nag weekend din kami sa bahay nila garree sa tagaytay highlands. bonding at pa training na din. hahah. nag swimming din sa clubhouse. gumawa din ng mga bonnets, tulip, sunflower, at pouch forda mc fort santiago. nag quiapo para bumili ng plastic. then nag arroceros. nagdala din ng mga stocks sa frisky forda new partner brand. wohooo. sumama kila ate weng forda isasaboy yung abo ni kuya jay sa may san fabian. pauwii kumain kami sa may floating resto sa pangasinan. pagbalik ng manila nasama ako sa mainterview forda marketing nila ralph layco. awooow. may lalabas pala kasi silang seminar. hehe dumaan din ng gantsilyo guru. lezzgoooo. maliit lang yung place pero kerii naman mga yarns. mej mahal lang at waley budget. hahaha. nag swimming party din pala si caleb sa may lagro lang din. restock day. dumaan ng san miguel, luneta. chineck ko lang yung isa pang branch ng mc. wohooo. mas maliit siya pero keri naman. lakad na pa intramuros. derecho ng fort santiago. ayuun nag restock ng mga items. nag ikot sa fort santiago. tapooos ayun umalis din ng 2 or 3 na ata yun. hahaaha. nag museum of anthropology din pala meee. haha. mej nag enjoy 5pm na ko nakaalis. hahaha. nilakad pa legarda then nag jeep na pauwi. nag holy week dito sa manila. tapoos nag visita iglesia kami ng bulacan. lezzgoooo. next day nag simba kami sa antipolo church. then kumain sa tipulo sa loob ng first pacific. nag hinulugang taktak din kami after. nag lots of yarn. awooow. more more putotoys. nung nagpost ako about the bonnets nag order si coach aiet ng 2 bonnets forda us trip niya. in 2 days natapos ko yung 2 hahahah. namatay din pala si red. huhuhu. isa sa mga naging ka close ko sa reinvent. nakita ko din pala si benjoe finally. hahahah. tinapos at shinoot ang mga putotoys. nag restock din pala ng putotoys sa mc fort santiago. then nakapag museum of fine arts naman akoo. tuloy tuloy ang mga mister putotoys. haha. nag 1 year na din pala si kuya jay. huhuhu. nagpakain kila ate weng. may umorder pala ng cinamoroll at kuromi. na meet ko lang sa mnprk. anunaaa. hahahaha. nakapunta din pala ako ng el deposito at museo ng katipunan. naglinis sa baba at nagtapon ng madaming gamit. yung isang orocan box dinonate ko sa caritas. nakabenta din ng unused yarns. hehe. nalamaang buntis din pala si ecka. huhuhaha. anyways magpakasal na daw sila agad agad. hahahah. umorder din pala si lad ng herskin na plushies. bale logo siya na ginawang plushie. anim yon. gawa pa more ng sunflower, headband, earrings. nag debut din pala si iyapot. nagrestock ulit sa mc fort santiago ng june. nag escolta after. nag ice cream sa big scoop. tapoos dumaan din ng hub maker. sa may project lemon at nakita ko din pala may shop pala dun si aci. nag binondo din at dinayo yung fried siopao sa ongpin at yung kuchay dumplings sa dong bei. hehe. tambay pa nga sa lucky chinatown. tulooy ang mga earrings. hahahah. nasabit sa divi nilaa para bumili ng gown si mama at mamili ng mga kelangan nila sa kasal. umorder ulit si coach aiet ng 1 bonnet at 1 bucket hat. haneep. nakagawa ng booty. lezzgoooo. nagpa add pa nga ng 1 bonnet si coach. umattend ng strengths meetup sa disciple brew, coffee shop ni trixie. daming na meet na bagong peeps at nagulat ako na umattend din sila emma at garree. umorder si coach may ng strengths hat. awooow. umattend ng pcmc12. naka attend ng mga free workshops ng nbu.