#look at my trashy trash bff

[respectthepetty]

Hii, i have been occupied and wanted to come back to watch BLS, my last one was naughty babe. So what's are your current obsession!?

Anon, you have missed a lot in the last six months! BL Land has had several shows in that time, and, of course, I've consumed most of them. My capability to become obsessed with a show is unparalleled, and as I mentioned in my last obsession list, I can be obsessed about several things simultaneously. Since you've been out for a minute, let me recap some of the shows I sent a Valentine's Day card too.

Note: These are NOT recommendations.

Shows I liked for color reasons but wasn't obsessed:

Twins

Pit Babe

Middleman's Love

My Dear Gangsta Oppa

Bake Me Please (* I AM obsessed with the lead actor, Guide)

Shows I liked for the colors AND the plot but wasn't always obsessed with:

The Sign

Perfect Propose

I Cannot Reach You

7 Days Before Valentine

I Became a Lead in a BL Drama

Shows I should've been obsessed with if I was normal:

Cooking Crush

Love for Love's Sake

Cherry Magic (Thailand)

So now that we recapped some of the shows I was mildly normal about, it's time for me to reveal the shows I'm currently so obsessed with that I cut off some of their hair while they slept and now I'm attaching it to a cloth doll in hopes of binding us together.

For. Ev. Ah.

Dead Friend Forever (forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?)

Obsession Level - Buying us matching BFF necklaces with vials of our blood attached to them after my therapist tells me my relationship with it is unhealthy, and I need to take a step back from it.

It just ended, and it isn't a BL, but I have no words. If I tried to explain why I'm so obsessed with this show, people would be really worried about my sanity. I can't stop thinking about it. I don't want to stop thinking about it. I hate all the characters. I love all the characters. I want them all dead. I want to raise them from the dead and make them do it all again. I want to heal them. I want to make them worse. I want to be in that house with them.

Unknown

Obsession Level - Holding pictures of it close to my heart while I lay in bed even though it is laying right next to me in the same bed because I need it to fully grasp just how crazy about it I am and have been.

It's Taiwanese. It's color coded. It's about "brothers." And if you looked at my previous obsessed list, you know those three items are a clear path to Obsession City for me (Looking at you, Kiseki: Dear to Me).

Anti Reset

Obsession Level - Baking all its favorite sweet treats and sitting them on its porch early in the morning then running away even though I know the security camera is filming me each time (which is why I wear cute outfits when I do it).

It's Taiwanese. It's color coded. It's about a robot. It doesn't hit all the points on my obsession scale, but it's part of Vidol/VBL's universe, so it has my attention and a little bit of my heart.

Lady Boy Friends

OB. SESSED! Level - Knowing it's expired and toxic, but I can't stop eating it because if ending up in the hospital is the price I have to pay and possible death, then I guess that's the sacrifice I gotta make.

It's a remake of a 2015 series, it dropped with no promo, and only one episode has aired, yet this show is hellbent on being a whole ass problem, so of course my trashy ass loves it. There is transphobia, homophobia, sexual harassment, colorism, elitism, and every other -ism that it could pile in because the entire show is begging to be everyone's trigger warning. There is a love story in there somewhere, but I don't give two shits about it when the skinny femmes and the fat femmes are fighting, and the one pictured above is about to enter her villain origin story. The subtitler is doing the Lord's work, and I feel truly blessed with this hot ass mess.

But please remember, one person's trash taste is not another person's treasure, so THESE ARE NOT RECOMMENDATIONS!

[impossible-rat-babies]

i am perhaps. entertaining the idea of playin pollux again

[minetteskvareninova]

Minette Watched The Princess and the Queen: Assorted Thoughts

- Pretty Thing Of The Episode: Daemon’s nightcloak. It’s nice to see men dress well for once.

- This one kinda dragged in the middle, but what a finish. Still, I am not wild about the timeskip. We get no Harwin x Rhaenyra intimacy, except for some longing looks - like, the woman probably stayed with him for ten years for a reason, if only we knew what that reason is! Also, no Daemon courting Laena (like, why did she or her parents agree to this match anyway?!), no Rhaenyra with her cool in-laws and so much other things that don’t allow us to appreciate the relationships between characters we came to this show after all. I know neither of these things is super important for the plot, but damnit, I wanted to see all of that! Both me and the characters deserve to feel some happiness before everything goes tits up in season 2! Also, we never learn how Criston Cole avoided charges of murder, besides “Alicent vouched for him I guess”.

- ‘Tis the season of trash fathers, y’all. We get no Leanor with the boys, and the less about Daemon’s parenting, or the lack thereof, the better. It does make the daemyra posts about Daemon as a dad to his girls funny in retrospect. Even Viserys, who you’d think is a veteran dad, and thus would have an edge over the other at least, is too old and decrepit to properly parent his children, meaning Criston Cole of all people has to step up. Like, it’s downright hilarious to watch Criston accuse Harwin of being the true father of Rhaenyra’s children, because he cares about them, when he obviously cares just as much about the children of his BFF.

- Aegon the Trashy begins his reign early, like I know teenage boys are assholes, but this kid really tests my patience. Of course, it’s not like he’s ever going to get better. I have a lot more sympathies for Aemon Still-Both-Eyes-For-Now, actually, which is a miracle, because I hated his book counterpart’s guts. Helaena wasn’t there for a very long time, but her scene with her mum and bug collection was cure. She seems nice, which just makes my knowledge of future events all the more heartbreaking. I don’t know if Daeron will be in the show, and I don’t even know if I want him to, considering he’s just one more good person tragically dying because of the whole shebang.

- Speaking of good people dying! Larys made quite an impression this episode. I am a bit miffed that we don’t actually know what his relationship with his dad and brother was, like if Lyonel openly preferred Harwin, it would at least make him look like less of a sociopath (I mean, not NOT like a sociopath, but oh well). On the other hand, I do commend his successes in outcunting Daemon. He’s truly shaping to be the Littlefinger of the Dance, and honestly? I’m here for it.

- Laena was a bit of a typical Wet Blanked Wife while on screen (an actual term, look it up on TV Tropes), which feels a bit weird for the rider of fucking Vhagar, especially since Rhaenyra does basically the same thing in this episode (making me sideye the creators somewhat). She did at least get an absolutely epic death scene, and I love that they didn’t go with the whole Daemon’s dragon baby thing, because it fits with my own personal headcanons (basically, the kid was just stillborn and it was Otto who spread the rumors about it being somewhat draconic, because Maegor the Cruel parallels).

- Alicent is in her That Bitch era, and again, I am here for it. It is a bit unfortunate that she needs Larys to push her into outright villainy, even if it does make her more sympathetic in the short run. I guess it wouldn’t be fair considering Rhaenyra hasn’t done anything super evil yet? Like, I do want the two of them to be somewhat on the even ground morality-wise, otherwise what’s the point of their rivalry if one of them is clearly the bad guy.

- Nooo, baby, don’t wish for your terrible father to come back, you’re so sexy haha... Seriously, like there’s not enough bad dads in this family!

- Both of my girls are capable politicians by now, which makes me happy too. And Rhaenyra supporting Daemon’s Stepstones project, which he himself abandoned, because he has the attention span of a puppy on crack. Do I sense some, eh, political dalliance?

[tinyboxxtink]

Build Me Up Buttercup *Part 5*

WARNING: This chapter contains mention of sexual assault, please read at your own discretion. Also, I’m sorry these last two chapters have been kind of dark but next chapter will be super fluff I promise!

If you need to catch up:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 6

Tag List: @wanniiieeee

....And you just ran out?”

Your roommate’s judgement came through loud and clear, even through the phone.

“Yes! What the hell was I supposed to do?!” You tried defending your actions. You called them to feel better, not worse.

“Well, first of all you shouldn’t have LIED,” They kept their snarky tone.

“I didn’t LIE….per say,” You paced back and forth, twirling your hair in your fingers nervously. The silence after your statement was like you could SEE their faces just giving you “that” look.

“Oh okay what was I supposed to say? ‘Oh hey yeah you’re right Fin, I was an absolute party wreck until I couldn’t be anymore’?”

“I mean I don’t--” You heard footsteps coming up behind you, so you swung your phone to your side, cutting off their sentence.

You turned to see Rafael standing there, that permanent concerned look for you pasted on his face.

“Hey...are you ok?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I just needed some air,” You tried your best to stay calm and nonchalant.

“Are you sure? Because you--” He started to say something but you quickly interjected.

“Actually you know what Barba I’m kind of on the phone right now, can I meet you back inside?” You motioned with your phone, kicking yourself for being cold to him right now but you couldn’t deal with anything else at the moment.

“I...uh...yeah, sure,” He shook his head with an awkward smile, and walked back inside. Relieved, you put the phone back up to your ear.

“Aww, how cute. Barba cares!” your BFF’s voice cooed through the speaker.

“Yeah, in like a ‘dad caring’ kind of way,” you rolled your eyes.

“Oooof, I wouldn’t start throwing that term around, we might have to start talking about ‘daddy issues’, Y/N,” they giggled.

“SERIOUSLY?” You practically screeched into the phone, thanking every god you could think of that Rafael had gone inside before that comment.

“I’m just sayin! I’m ALSO saying that you need to go back in there and tell your squad the truth,” they returned to a very serious tone.

“Yeah I guess…” You sighed, knowing they were right.

“And I’m sorry I can’t be there with you holding your hand while you do it babe. But…”

“But what?”

“But maybe Rafael can?”

“Jesus, can you please be serious right now?”

“I am being serious! You just told me he helped you calm down earlier, and that wasn’t even half traumatic as this is gonna be,” They insisted.

“I don’t….how…?” Your face scrunched up trying to think of NON creepy ways you'd ask for someone's hand.

“Whatever, do what you want; But I do suggest telling them. Clearly you're not going to be able to keep this under wraps, and I doubt you want to keep freaking out on your co-workers. Trust them, trust RAFAEL,”

You sighed again, you knew they were right. Olivia said it herself, it was important to have a squad you trusted.

“Alright I’ll call you later,”

“You better!”

You took a deep breath and walked back into the bar, your hands shaking as you reached your booth. The group all started to speak, but you put your hand up.

“No just-- Let me talk. Fin, I am so sorry,” You addressed Fin, who shook his head in a “don't worry about it” manner.

“No, I really am. I’m sorry I freaked out on you and I’m sorry...I lied. Kind of,” the squad again looked at you in total confusion.

“God….okay, how do I….? Um….”

You started trying to form sentences in your head, words jumbled around in your brain. You started to panic again, when you felt a hand grip yours under the table. You snapped your eyes open and looked next to you where Rafael had taken your hand. He gave a small, supportive smile making you suddenly feel at ease.

“Okay. So, like I said I was pretty much a ‘caged’ child. I was homeschooled, I didn’t have any friends, just academics. Being born a ‘prodigy’ sounds good on paper, but I just always felt like a show pony. Or an alien experiment. People were always coming by to check out the ‘genius 5 year old’ play Mozart, or ‘the brilliant 10 year old finish calculus problems in under 30 seconds’.”

You took a deep breath, watching their listening faces. Too much detail hon, get there faster.

“Um, anyway. I graduated ‘high school’ at fifteen years old. I had barely made it through puberty, and I was already done with my academic childhood. Obviously, I wanted to immediately enroll in college, if for no other reason than to get away from my insanely controlling parents. But big surprise, they had a problem with it. It took me a minute to convince them that it was the right next step, full ride scholarships to literally any school in the country helped. And I mean, ANY school. All the Ivy leagues sent out their top recruiters to speak with my parents about having the ‘prodigy’ attending their establishment.

So with that, I was able to convince my parents that I knew what was best for me. I told them I was smarter than them, so clearly I could parent myself better. And God help them, they believed me,” You had to pause again, tears catching your throat. Rafael gently started rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

“So, I started at NYU that fall, just after my sixteenth birthday. Sixteen years old, the only child in a university full of adults,”

“I don’t like where this is going,” Sonny whispered to Amanda who nodded in agreement.

“So I got paired with this room mate Layla, who was the polar opposite of myself. She was gorgeous, totally socially gifted, but dumb as a rock. Her daddy had paid her way into the school,” you rolled your eyes just thinking about her.

“And truth be told I loved her at first, because she was the sweetest girl. My first ever real friend. She took me under her wing and gave me a complete makeover; socially and physically. I had NEVER had guys look at me the way they did after she helped me. It was....intoxicating.” You paused in shame, picking at your jacket.

“So, naturally, I wanted to hang out with my friend. My ONLY friend. And hanging out with her meant going to all the coolest parties, frats and sororities. I was SIXTEEN, I didn’t….I didn’t think,”  You bit your lip and stared at the floor for a moment before continuing.

“I lost my virginity at those parties,” you muttered quietly, and to your surprise the team started reacting.

“Wha-- Wait wait wait, guys that’s….that’s not even the bad part yet,” you gulped. Jesus the judgement was quickly getting real.

“Anyway I...was pretty much a huge party girl slut,” you shrugged. “I’d go and party, and hook up with random guys, and never thought twice about it because I thought ‘that’s what college girls do’,” You scoffed at your younger self for even having that notion. How could you be that smart and that stupid at the same time? It was baffling.

“And one night, it bit me in the ass,” You sighed, here comes the hard part.

“I don’t...I usually got so wasted that I didn’t CARE who I was having sex with and most of the time never remembered WHO it was anyway but-- but I’m pretty sure that night I didn’t want to,” You breathed out and looked up, willing the tears on the rims of your eyes to go back in where they came from. Rafael’s hand gripped yours tighter, making you feel safe.

“But it is what it is, this guy did what he did and left me on the floor in a frat house,” You scoffed again, this time tears dripping down your face. You couldn’t believe there was a time that you had been that pathetic, to just be left laying on the floor like a blow up doll.

“I guess Layla found me and took me home, because I woke up in my own bed. But I had bruises and hickeys ALL over my body, and just….brutal stuff,” You trailed off while you picked at your food, not wanting to go into any more detail.

Suddenly, as if turning on a light switch, your entire demeanor snapped back into ‘normal mode’, you wiped the stray tears away and cleared your throat. You were

“AHEM So...anyway, after….that, I told Layla that I couldn’t hang out with her anymore if that’s all we were going to do, and she understood. She didn’t like it, but she understood. The next semester I got a new roommate who was pretty much like myself, boring and socially inept, so I went back to the thing I knew best-- academics. I changed my major from biochemical engineering to law, because I didn’t want anyone else to go through what I went through without a voice. And after that, and a WHOLE lotta therapy, I just pushed that whole semester I lost deep, DEEP down, you know like a totally healthy person,” You tried playing it off with a laugh, but they weren’t amused.

“But...just thinking about Mary Fahey,” you sighed. “That girl had everything going for her, she was probably really smart and had a whole life ahead of her. She made the bad decision ONCE, to go to a frat party and she’s DEAD. Meanwhile, I was a stupid slut for a whole semester and the worst I got was bruised up and a pregnancy scare.”

“Please don’t tell me you’re saying what I think you’re saying,” Amanda gave you a look.

“What? That I should have been killed? Well why not? Why HER?” You protested, sipping your hurricane. It was unsettling to the squad how little you seemed to care about yourself.

“....I knew there was more to it in the bathroom,” you heard Rafael’s soft voice beside you.

“I’m sorry...I didn’t know how to tell you,” You looked at him with apologetic eyes. ���I didn’t want you to think I was...trashy,”

“Ok now hold up” Fin interrupted.

“First of all, you need to stop throwing words like ‘slut’ and ‘trash’ around, especially about yourself, Y/N,” he took your hand.

“You said it yourself, people make mistakes. Hell if I worried about the amount of dumb shit I did when I was a kid I wouldn’t get out of bed in the morning,”

You had to break into a small sad smile after he said that, nodding your head in an understanding manner.

“And whether or not it was a one time thing or a ‘phase’, no one ever deserves to be assaulted for overdoing it at a party, or anywhere else,” Olivia chimed in. “EVER.”

“Exactly what the Sarge said. Assault is NEVER ok, in ANY circumstance. Even when you think you were ‘slutty’ by sleeping around, those guys are accountable too.” Sonny added. “Taking advantage of an inebriated woman is not okay,”

“AND it was statutory!” Rafael finally spoke up, his fists clenched. It was as if it had taken this entire time for him to fully process your story, and now that he did he was PISSED.

“Okay, Rafa, calm down,” Olivia placed a hand over his.

“No Liv, these guys should all be in prison for having sex with an incapacitated SIXTEEN YEAR OLD”

“Will you knock it off, counselor?” You hit his arm. “I didn’t tell you that story so you would go after a bunch of random idiots for something that happened over 10 years ago!”

“Well they should pay!” Rafael yelled again, but after you softly stroked his shoulder, he seemed to calm down.

“I appreciate the sentiment, Rafa,” you warily threw out the pet name, happy when he responded with a small smile. “But I’m over it. Mostly. On days that aren’t like this,” you added with a joking laugh, trying to ease the tension.

“Well, I really appreciate you telling us the truth, N/A,” Olivia nodded at you, the others followed suit. 

You gave the first genuine smile since you came back in, looking at Rafael. He took your hand once again under the table, giving it three small squeezes. Before you knew what you were doing, your head was dropping onto his shoulder and you were scooting closer into him.

“Get a squad you can trust, right?”

[wellthatwasaletdown]

I know this has been said many many times already but I had to get it off my chest after making the mistake of reading some Harry blogs. I shouldn’t be surprised by how Harry’s fans will turn themselves inside out to make sure their precious baby clown remains blameless and not held accountable for any of his actions. They’ve turned their hate rage against Jason. They’re absolutely convinced he’s using Harry to increase his profile. But haha joke’s on Jason for masterminding this with Olivia because it’s Jason’s image that’s now tarnished. Which, what in the fucking holy hell are these people smoking???!!! It means nothing to them that Jason is quick to shut down whatever lie du jour Olivia’s putting out or that he would put his children first even if it means he has to put up with Olivia’s machinations. They’re so used to Harry acting solely for his own benefit, it confuses them that Jason puts his children’s interests above his own. They insist it’s all part of Jason’s grand plan to look like a fool and get cheated on so he can ride Harry’s coattails and use him to catapult to fame because no one knew Jason before Harry. Their proof is that now everyone is talking about him and Ted Lasso. And that’s all thanks to Harry. Again What. The. Ever. Loving. Fuck. They’re convinced Jason is targeting Harry’s fans for reasons known only to them. I don’t know why they think Jason cares about them. It’s not like he’s looking to sell them warped vinyls or dollar store gloves at extortionate prices. Then again, Harry doesn’t care about them either so 🤷‍♀️ Olivia is hell bent on promoting herself as Harry Style’s girlfriend and determined to be tone deaf to criticism, so they desperately need to pin the blame on Jason. Never Harry, the poor wee baby who has the weight of the world on his shoulders because he gets everything handed to him on a silver platter. The trauma he must be experiencing, lol. His fans are just so fucking delusional thinking the world revolves around Harry. They’ve gone off the deep end because HO continues to exists and they really really need it to end asap. I dislike Olivia (pimple cream entrepreneur, future detox poop tea vendor, MeToo and Times up violator, Weinstein BFF, liar, stalker, cheater, professional director, Instagram influencer, dumb bitch in general), as much as the next person, but the ending his fans truly deserve is the one where she sticks around and becomes the stuff of their nightmares - Mrs. Harry Styles with baby, Stylo, in tow. Yeah, I know this relationship was probably over the moment Harry realized it didn’t get him the press he wanted and possibly when Olivia revealed herself to be a little bit cuckoo for coco puffs, but hey, a person can dream. Olivia, there are so many reasons to hate you. I hate Harry too, so so much. I kinda think you’re perfect for each other, but girl, you’re nuts and he’s going to end up clowning you. The HO love story you were trying to sell as a fairy tale is a shit show car crash and dumpster fire. I gotta say though, there are a lot of trashy shows around, but of all the trash, you and Harry are top of the list. Parting words: I like to torture myself sometimes so I watched Olivia’s True Botanicals routine on YouTube. The whole thing is an ad. It’s not that old so you’d think her acting has improved. She’s acting “real” and by real, I mean fake and entry level high school drama club. There was a reason why, even with her bff Harvey Weinstein trying to make her happen for years, she could never crack the A list. She’s got no talent as an actress. Her talents lie in self promotion and having zero shame. Lol, I forgot for a second there that I was describing Olivia and not Harry.

[alwaysupatnight]

001: for The Walking Dead (because I'm sure someone's beaten me to FDtD, but if not, them too! XD ) and keeping with the fandom, 002 for Bethyl

haha Okay that took longer than I expected. :P But thanks for asking, @sandalaris!! The rest is under a cut because this got long.

001 | TWD

(Just fyi this is pretty much just gonna be me screaming about Beth and Daryl XD)

Favorite character: Beth Greene!!

Least Favorite character: Dawn Lerner!! She killed my bff!!

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): bethyl. That’s it. I don’t have any other favorites. I hate everyone. Lol Okay fine maybe Richonne.

Character I find most attractive: I think Lori is pretty.

Character I would marry: Daryl

Character I would be best friends with: Beth and maybe Glenn

A random thought: They shouldn’t have killed off Carl

An unpopular opinion: C@rol is too much like Daryl’s mother to be in a romantic relationship with him

My canon OTP: BETHYL IDGAF

Non-canon OTP: I don’t think I have one…? Unless you count Bethyl but we’ve already established idgaf if they’re not actually canon XD

Most badass character: Michonne because the katana

Pairing I am not a fan of: Daryl and anyone who is not Beth Greene

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): BETH GREENE. HER DEATH MADE NO GODDAMN SENSE

Favorite friendship: Beth and Merle. I know they didn’t really have any interactions on-screen but I would’ve loved to see it. They would have gotten along great.

Character I want to adopt or be adopted by: I want to adopt Daryl. Lol He needs some love okay.

001 | FDTD

Favorite character: my beautiful stupid son Seth Gecko XD

Least Favorite character: Carlos, Sex Machine, and Sonja

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): sethkate. Also Kate/Rafa because they were precious.

Character I find most attractive: Okay but Monica was actually really freaking gorgeous?? Except of course when she got her eyeballs removed and implanted into her hands… she was less gorgeous then

Character I would marry: Seth even though he’s trashy af lol

Character I would be best friends with: Kate and Kalinda who would also be bffs with each other okay. Maybe Richie if he wasn’t so infuriating because I do actually find him hilarious and we both have shitty personalities XD

A random thought: Richie has a brain barrier like Bella Swan

An unpopular opinion: I can’t think of anything right now lol

My canon OTP: SETHKATE

Non-canon OTP: Maybe Kalinda/Scott because I’ve always thought they would be really cute. Also kinda into Dakota/Richie ngl.

Most badass character: Kate post Amaru (but also pre Amaru too lbr but specifically with her sword skills)

Pairing I am not a fan of: Seth/Kisa. They’re just too much alike in personality. They wouldn’t work out imo.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Freddie in season 3. WHY WAS HE JUST SITTING THERE HUGGING HIS WIFE AND KID WHILE KATE WAS LITERALLY ON THE FLOOR BLEEDING TO DEATH?!?! SCREAMING ABOUT IT

Favorite friendship: Kate and Kalinda is one I would’ve liked to have seen lol In canon I liked Seth and his culebra bff. Ugh why did he have to die!! :(

Character I want to adopt or be adopted by: Seth. Haha but I would also actually marry him so I would not be a good foster mom XD

002 | Bethyl

When I started shipping it: I think it was when episode 4.13 aired. But I had already been looking into it after 4.12 which was their bottle episode and it was THE GREATEST. But yeah, the “white trash brunch” and “oh” were what finally got me. lol

My thoughts: I haven’t been in the fandom for several years now and have barely touched the fanfic with the exception of one or two. I just can’t do it anymore tbh. I’ll never ship them the way I did back in summer of 2014. But I still love them with my whole heart.

What makes me happy about them: How Daryl was really able to open up to Beth and how she was able to help him heal a little bit.

What makes me sad about them: That we’ll never know what happened to Beth’s body. That Daryl will go on living and never being whole. I haven’t watched since 2014 so idk what is even happening on the show anymore and I don’t really care tbh.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: When people would write “that girl is gonna be the death of him”. OMFG do you know how many times I had to read that?? IN PRACTICALLY EVERY FIC OKAY. IT GOT SO OLD. Also when people would portray Daryl as some illiterate hillbilly. lmfao not right

Things I look for in fanfic: I don’t read fanfic for that fandom anymore. But I really loved the fix-it fics and basically all the modern aus. Idk I read practically every fic I came across back in the day. There wasn’t too much I wouldn’t read at the height of my obsession.

My kinks: Beth being alive

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:  Welp.

My happily ever after for them: Beth isn’t actually dead and comes home and Daryl gets to have his young wife back

Who is the big spoon/little spoon: Daryl is totally the little spoon are you kidding me? lol As if that hug from behind wasn’t proof enough. My boy needs all the comfort.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity: haha idk I haven’t thought about these two like this in forever. But I guess Beth singing and playing instruments and Daryl listening and finding peace through her presence in his life. Beth was actual sunshine.

[exkernal]

Philosophy Class for Rock Bottom Demons: 2/3

Maybe coming to Earth wasn't such a great idea after all.

Michael's in that gaudy Arizona dive bar, but it's gaudy in an Eleanor-way, like Minion plushies and shrimp dispensaries. The light's too bright here, like a spotlight that won't stop following him. It's jarring, seeing Eleanor in that little red dress; he's so used to "Real Eleanor's" conservative garb.

"Look, surprisingly sexy bartender, I'ma tell it to you straight: it's my birthday and I want to make some bad decisions. Like baaaad. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout."

He doesn't.

"If it's not you, it's going to be my Uber driver. I've already hooked up with three Uber drivers. And I'm not saying that the last one was a budding serial killer or anything, but I am saying that I can't rule him out as not a budding serial killer either. So what's it going to be?"

"Um, what?" Michael says. He wonders if there's another glass for him to pretend to clean.

"Come on, man," Eleanor slides closer to him. Too close: there's no space between them anymore. Eleanor's finger curls around his white hair. "Do you want me or not?"

Well, okay then. Yes. Okay. This is...yes.

He kissed Eleanor before, one night under the Michael-made stars, the night when they were both desperate enough to willingly venture into the depths of hell (and that's not even a cheesy metaphor). It shouldn't shock him so much to feel her body against his, to feel her hands running through his hair and cupping his face. The sensation of her tongue in his mouth is still strange, but he's a fast learner. He can't recall why he was so adamantly against kissing before.

As it escalates, going faster than he can anticipate, he hears voices in his head. One that sounds like Janet reminds him that the Judge could check on them at any moment. One that sounds like Chidi at the height of his philosophy professor glory frets about the morality of his actions. Then there's Shawn's voice, telling him to ignore that four-eyed, Kant-loving dweeb.

He's a bit concerned about that last voice, though not enough to stop.

*****

"Okay, so it definitely wasn't a good idea to piss off the Judge, and I'm sorry for getting us trapped on Earth--"

"Michael," Janet interrupts. "It's fine. Let's go help the humans."

"Right," Michael says. His smile takes over his entire face. "Let's go."

*****

Michael's stuck here on Earth until the inevitable death of the universe (but no one likes spoilers). While the humans are alive, he'll do everything in his power to get them into the Good Place. After that...well, after that he'll still have Janet. They'll figure it out from there.

"I still look like me, right?" he asks Janet as the two of them hang out in their new journalism department headquarters. It's night now, the time when he and Janet, as two sleepless beings, can truly talk.

"What do you mean?" Janet says.

"My fingers don't look more, uh, tentacle-like, do they? I don't look more on fire than usual?"

She smiles knowingly. "You look the same as always, Michael. Your demonic appearance isn't slipping through."

"Oh good," he says. For a moment he was afraid that he'd live out his earthly existence as a Godzilla monster.

At night, he thinks about the point system. He keeps noticing all of the little ways that humans lose points. Littering. Sneezing into their hands then touching a railing. Listening to music in public without earbuds. Listening to country music, period. But then, he's also noticing the little acts of kindness: picking up someone else's litter; holding the door open; offering up a tissue and reassurance to a crying stranger at a bus stop.

Not for the first time, he wonders how the points are weighed. Why does bingeing trash TV and making rude comments cancel out someone's sincere if imperfect effort to change? Why don't they count up the million little ways a person's presence can bring out the best in someone else?

*****

This was a horrible decision. Why hadn't he listened to Janet when she tried to warn him? Why did he always ruin everything?

"Michael," Janet says softly. "Please talk to me."

"It's all my fault," he says hollowly. "I should've listened to you. I shouldn't have meddled."

"It is true that everyone should listen to me because I'm a being who literally knows everything," Janet says, but the joke doesn't land with Michael, not right now. "The past is the past. Beating yourself up won't change it."

"All I wanted was to get them into the Good Place," he says. He should be crying, like he did on the platform, but for some reason he can't feel anything. Just numbness, like he's lost his link to his corporeal body. "Now, because of me, they will definitely go to the Bad--"

His voice cracks. Oh, there it is: those tricky, pesky emotions.

Janet's arm slinks around his shoulders. He lets himself sink into her surprisingly warm embrace.

"I'm no expert," she says, "but I think this is just another part of being human; accepting that not everything will go your way."

He supposes she's right.

"Come on," she says. "Let's try some authentic Earth froyo."

*****

"What's the big deal, Eleanor? She found a man who makes her happy. And, if you ask me, she made a good choice. Do you know how awesome it is to talk architecture with someone who actually knows what they're talking about? Someone who doesn't just want to add more spider volcanoes and blood rivers? It's so refreshing! Such a creative challenge! Such a--"

"Michael!" Eleanor snaps, arms crossed over her chest. "Focus, dude!"

"Oh, uh, sorry, got a little sidetracked," he smiles sheepishly.

"Look, dude, Dave might be your BFF now, but women like my mom don't go for guys like him without an ulterior motive."

"Why not?" Michael asks, confused.

"Puh-lease. The Donna Shellstrops of the world are trashy but in a hot way, with bods that just won't quit even after all of the questionable things they've put them through. Dave's a dork with glasses and a boner for architecture--no offense."

Offense very much taken. He doesn't know why he's so affronted by Eleanor's skepticism, but he is, deeply. Maybe he's offended on behalf of his new friend. Yeah, that's definitely the reason.

And what's so bad about glasses, anyway? He happens to think they make a person look refined.

*****

"Those are my memories," Eleanor says. "I want them back."

But here's the thing: Eleanor doesn't know Michael this go around, not really. She knows Michael the Benevolent Being, Michael the Slightly Eccentric Force for Good. The Michael who may have done some questionable things in the past, but is now her biggest supporter.

She doesn't know Michael the Demon, who begged for help while calling her a disgusting little cockroach. The Michael who gleefully tortured her, then cackled in her face when she found out. She doesn't know Michael the Manipulator, the Michael who tortured Chidi for petty fun, the Michael of ill-advised hookups.

That Michael is better off forgotten.

That's the reason why he doesn't want to show her. Well, the main reason. He's also sick of all the schmoopsy lovey Chidi moments, yuck. Don't get him wrong, he knows Chidi is good for Eleanor. He helps her become a better person, and if nothing else, he wants her to be her best self. But does he really need that love fest paraded around in front of him?

Once she's finished, he starts babbling. She cuts him off.

"I'm not mad at you. I can't be mad at a demon for being evil."

Well. He's not sure how to feel about that. He should be relieved that she's not mad, but he's not. She expects demons to be evil? Does Eleanor expect him to be evil?

Of course, she starts ranting about how super intelligent tarantula squids control everything, so he doesn't have time to dwell on it.

*****

Erasing Chidi's memory is absolutely the right decision; he knows because Chidi, the czar of moral philosophy, says so. But as he learned at his first annoying philosophy class, the right thing is often as painful as any torture he could dream up.

It was also right to show Chidi and Eleanor their joint memories, as painful as that is. They deserve this. He stays back to give them privacy, but he doesn't leave completely, because it's better to get the memory wipe over with.

Distance doesn't matter much to demons, anyway. He can still see them cry and comfort each other. His chest feels tight and painful, like it's burning. Wait, is is? Did his human outfit slip somehow? But no, he's still regular Michael. His chest just aches unbearably because he can't stand watching Chidi and Eleanor hurt.

Especially Eleanor.

*****

When Eleanor asks if his freak out was fake in her you-sly-dog voice, he smiles tightly, shuffles his feet, and agrees.

Lying is probably the right decision.

*****

He has no proof, but he's pretty sure that pink pastel wallpaper was invented in the Bad Place. It certainly feels like torture, staring at the walls of Mindy's bedroom. He could always leave, he supposes, but he'd rather face Derek's creepy sex toys than the humans right now.

So of course that's the moment that Eleanor walks through the door.

"Hey," she says, playing with the hem of her blue shirt. He's grown rather fond of her impeccable Fake Architect wardrobe. One of his favorite parts of the experiment is coordinating outfits with her.

"Hey," he says thickly, barely looking up.

"Can I sit down?"

"Sure."

The mattress dips with her weight.

"Michael, I want you to know that I never stopped trusting you, I just...wasn't sure how good an actor Vicki is."

"She sucks," Michael says. "My Australian accent's so much better."

He thinks Eleanor's smiling.

"Right. Still, I should've known. Sorry."

He shrugs. "I shouldn't have lied. I'm sorry too."

"Look at us, two pathetic chumps apologizing and shirt."

"Heh."

"Hey, bud?" Eleanor says. "What's on your mind?"

"Nothing," he says quickly.

Eleanor is surprisingly gentle when she says, "I thought we said no more lying."

That startles him enough to look up.

"I--" he starts. He bunches his pant legs in his fists. "It's--I can't explain it."

"It's about the fire squid thing, isn't it?"

"No!" he shouts. "No, it's...okay," he admits, shoulders sagging, "it's about the fire squid thing."

"Michael, nothing's changed," she says, putting a hand on his shoulder. "We still love you the same. Actually, scratch that, Jason probably loves you more now. Seriously, dude, you're gonna have to strip for him if you ever want him to shut up."

Michael snorts despite himself.

"I know I'm probably being stupid--"

"You are definitely being stupid," she cuts him off. "Knock it off. We can only afford one Jason Mendoza in this group."

"Yeah, okay. It's just.. hard, sometimes, being the only demon."

"Do you want us to keep gloopy Glenn?"

"No, Glenn sucks. Okay, maybe that's just Shawn's millennia of bullying talking. What I mean is, I don't always know my place. I tortured you guys, I manipulated you. and it's--I'm not that person anymore, but at the same time, part of me sort of is. I don't know if I'm explaining it right."

"I think I get it," Eleanor says, putting her hand in his. "I've changed so much that sometimes I want to strangle my old self. But at the same time, I can't completely move away from that hot Arizona dumpster fire, because she helped make me who I am today."

"Yes, exactly," he nods. "When I'm with you humans and Janet, I finally feel like I belong. Sometimes I forget that I'm really a, a fire squid, and convince myself that this dashingly good looking body is the real deal. So when I'm confronted with the truth--when my friends found out the truth--"

"But it's not the truth," Eleanor says. "You are who you chose to be; that's the real you. Your friends love you for you, whether you want to be a fire squid or dapper silver fox."

There's that warm chest feeling again, only it's not painful this time.

"You were always my favorite," he tells Eleanor. He's not sure why he's telling her, but it feels right. "I love all of you, but if I had to pick a favorite human, it's you."

"Thanks, man," she says. "You're my favorite demon."

"Low bar," he mutters, and they both laugh.

He looks at Eleanor. He really looks at her.

"Do you want your memories back?" he asks.

She looks at him sharply. "You can do that? What about Janet's machine thingy?"

"I don't need it in the afterlife," he says, standing up in excitement. This is a risky decision, but it's the right one. She deserves to know all of it, and all of him. "Do you want them or not?"

"Here yeah I do. Fork it, let's do it."

He snaps his fingers.

It only takes a fraction of a second, but he can see them all dancing in Eleanor's blue-green eyes.

"Holy forking shirt!" she says. "Wow. Just wow."

Her eyes find his.

"So we have a bit of a complex relationship, huh?"

"What do you mean?" he asks. Why is he suddenly so twitchy?

"I mean, I know I'm a total hottie and everything, but I hooked up with everybody in the afterlife. Chidi, Tahani, you."

"Oh," Michael says. "That."

Suddenly, the pile of gross sex toys is the most fascinating thing in the room.

"Yes, that," Eleanor stands up, forcing his attention back to her. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Um," he says. "Sorry?"

"Don't be sorry, doofus," she says, swatting his shoulder. "I was the driving force both times. I can see why I'm your favorite now, unless you swap spit with other humans I don't know about."

"First of all, gross. That's gross. Second of all, no."

"Seriously, though, do you want to talk about it? Your feelings, I mean."

He does not. He'd rather get zapped into ooze like poor stupid Glenn or try out that demon strip tease (well, not really). But he's no longer the person who pouts and runs people over with trolleys to avoid his feelings.

So here goes nothing.

"I'm still not great with human feelings. I only just learned why you should never lie to your friends--sorry again. All I can really say is that I care about you. You make me want to be my best self."

Eleanor looks at him. He can't read her face.

"You know I'm in love with Chidi, right?" she says. He knows; he doesn't need her to say. "But you're like the best friend I've ever had. Like ever. I don't know if soulmates are real, but if they are, you're my best friend soulmate. I hope that's good enough."

"Oh, Eleanor," he says. His throat feels tight. "Of course that's enough."

"C'mere, you big softie," she says, pulling him into a tight embrace. He thinks hugs are one of his favorite human things. It's definitely up there, just ahead of paper clips.

She lets go. "Okay, now go kick Shawn's ash."

Oh, he definitely will.

[trashayfanfiction]

1. Where my user name comes from? Very simple: I aim to make Trashy Fanfiction. nothing more, nothing less. Also let’s me know to keep a sense of humor about myself. I can’t write a magnum opus with this name.

2. Tropes I am forever trash for: Secret relationship, friends to lovers, & sex without love. to the point that I think i need to branch off into other things.

3. Where I write: I'm not gonna write porn in public. I write in my room, or in the kitchen, usually when nobody is home/awake. I like to write before i go to work in the morning, at the end of the day i’m often too tired to write. There was a really nice roof one time I sat on.

4. Fave ship ATM: I like Steve/Billy (Stranger Things) at the moment just due to how much flexibility I have within that relationship. Idk how long they’ll stay around for me, depends on what I do/fandom does to keep them fresh. OTP forever are Ash/Eiji, Matt/Mello (deathnote), or Stucky.(angsty BFF’s)

5. Finding THE mood: The writing mood just comes to me. If i don’t write down my ideas they haunt me. Also writing is a great way to feel productive while procrastinating. I’m often daydreaming in my own head. it’s best to daydream with a screen in front of me.

6. Software: I use Microsoft word for first draft, Google Docs for sending to beta readers. I’ve tried Grammarly, and I liked it but forget/am too lazy to use it.

7. Obviously i’m an Aries. My way or the highway. Likely a Gryffendor, and hell yeah pineapple on pizza.

8. I cried when I listened to. (Steve/Bucky) Most things SallySparrow017 decides to podfic I cry https://archiveofourown.org/works/2356271/chapters/5199425

9. I thought this was adorable. Ash/Eiji https://archiveofourown.org/works/14980544

10. I wish I could write like Baghdad Waltz by Dreadnought https://archiveofourown.org/works/10261136/chapters/22734353 I am in awe of her ability to write. and keep a story interesting through so many ups and downs.

11. You’ve read my fic, you know my kinks. I want to venture more into gore eventually, castration/debreasting ect. Something Hannibal-esque. Idk how much of that is sexual kink for me and how much is I’m just a horror fan. But then again, terror and arousal are closely linked. If fanfic were as effective as hentai art it would be fun to do some monster porn or oviposition. As for hentai, ‘stuck in a wall’ is a guilty pleasure. Also, femdom; older woman/younger man is a dynamic i like and never have the chance to write. I’m relatively vanilla.

12. How i get ideas: I’m just really horny and angsty. Sometimes I come up with ideas by looking for fics with certain tropes, and writing them myself if I can’t find them. I use fic to work through my own life experiences. Also sometimes I have friends request stuff. I’m attracted to controversial things that make waves or are different in some way than what I often see. If i’ve seen a similar fic written before I usually only do my own version if I think there’s things I can improve on.

13. How do I make ideas into cohesive narritive structure? Well, if you’ve read my stuff, I don’t have very cohesive narritive structure. My stories are riddles with memories/flashbacks, and wonderings of the future. Very few times are characters ‘in the moment’. I don’t write linearly and my first drafts are almost incomprehensible. I have general marks i want to hit within my story such as “Argue about this”, or “Highlight importance of X idea”. Sometimes I write between bullet points of marks, but mainly I just write sections as they come to me and shove them into the right order later. I keep my ideas cohesive by centering them around a general theme/feeling for the overall story.

14. Snippet from what i’m doing now: Billy/Steve Fighting Me, ch 3.

“What do you think you’re doing? Have you never slept in a car before?”

Steve was moving their bags as to better climb into the back seat.

“Get out of there, you’re too tall. You’re not ten. I don’t want you bitching all day tomorrow. Get in the passenger side.”

Steve obeyed.

“Yeah, now slide the seat back all the way and recline it. Yeah, like that. Doesn’t that feel better than having your legs jammed up in a space you’re too tall for?”

Steve conceded that it was a better choice.

Billy pulled the dusty Navajo blanket out of his trunk. As a child, his mother told him a shaman had given it to her. Right before his mother left, he realized it was a cheap trinket sold all over.

He threw it at Steve, instructing him to use extra clothes as a pillow. Muttering how he couldn’t believe Steve didn’t know how to sleep in a car. Steve mumbled that he’d ‘went camping before’.

 Billy wrapped up in his own jacket.

 Indiana wasn’t nearly as cold as the desert at night.

[thecharmingknightemma-moving]

♋ ; What made you choose this muse?

technically there are three versions of Emma here.The first big au blog was princess Emma, who was born in s2, so long ago, from me wondering: what would Emma have been like if she had gotten to be raised by her parents? From what I saw of Snow and David until then, and of Emma’s natural instinct to help, but also to close off when in pain, yet when still innocent to like soft dresses and food and being a bit mischievous, this version of her was born. It was mostly curiosity, but also my appreciation for her character and for the potential life she could have had (plus of course the whole going dark, getting Henry, that happens later and that happened back then as well. There was no memory potion that Rumple didn’t drink, though, so Emma was just generally furious over the loss) 

Bandit Emma was born very little later over the idea of ‘but what if this beloved princess got rescued from the curse at ten, the cursed kingdom stayed in the Enchanted Forest under a magical dome, she forgot all of it and got Henry taken from her at seventeen, turning into a ragey, darker than Emma Swan, sarcastic bandit? My trash child. And yet up until getting her child stolen and her face cursed so she can’t ever look into a reflective surface, even without memories she was all cute and a lot like princess Emma even when starting. So it was more of a: okay but can you imagine when my rp partner’s muse finds out she’s the Savior/Lost Princess and is there with her? Can you imagine this woman who has been fighting for ten years to find her son and send her somewhere safe before she gets killed, is reunited with Henry, and also her parents, and they find out what happened to her? And she has no memories yet? Basically the bit of Anastasia when Dimitri finds out she’s the real deal, but all over my threads 

and MCU Emma was born to interact with one of my bffs who writes aos characters and I just loved to write princess Emma basically in our world but nearly the same personality.

I keep choosing her because I love the world of possible threads that she opens, because she has such a light and positive personality that it cheers me up, and even when I write her as trashy bandit she’s damn funny, so I get to write all the clichés I want!

sorry for the long answer!

[mianmimi]

Out of curiosity, do you have a favorite fanon? My personal favorites (in no specific order) are: Mordo the crazy cat lady, kinky Kaecilius the ex from hell, Mordo&Wong BFF, mama TAO, rich polyglot aristocrat Mordo, trans/bi Stephen, and trans/gay Mordo. And that's just to name a few! This fandom has great fanon. I usually roll my eyes at 99% of fanon, but not in this fandom. It's sooo goood that I forget it's not canon. DS canon is so disappointing :(

*rolls up sleeves* Oh Nonny…. have I got a list for you :D I feel like I joined the strordo fandom early enough to have seen the birth and evolution of the fanon. And honestly I’m very honored to have witnessed it develop in real time :_)  I have soooo many favorite fanons it’s ridiculous embarrassing. 

My favorites include…..

Karl being a hopeless romantic and devoted fan of the classics along with trashy romance novels. I chuckle often at the idea that Karl tries to hide said trashy novels by changing their covers into something less embarrassing, something more scholarly like how to read ancient runes or something. 

Mama!TAO. This is the closest to canon. I feel like she basically had to reparent Karl when he first arrived in Kamar Taj.

Wong and Karl being BFFs. In one of the tie-in junior novels they legit gossip about Stephen. Confirmation? I’m gonna take it. Also just the thought of Karl having a protective friend like Wong is comforting to me.

Evil-ex Kae. I cannot shake this. I simply can’t. It’s ingrained in me so much that I actually have to remind myself that those two probably did not canonically fuck. But I mean…come on. Also, I really like the thought that Kae was having an affair with Lucian. That’s my ultimate trash pair folks. Kaecilius banging the hell out of Lucian and plotting evil things. All the while BFF Wong is trying to get Karl to see what a terrible boyfriend Kae is. 

To end on a lighter note I seriously think that Wong knows how to manage Kamar Taj. Not just the library. All of it. The library, the kitchens, the classes, chore schedules, and even down to changing the passwords. Wong can manage it all. He trains students to manage those things so he doesn’t have to, but in the event of something happening he can just step in. That way Kamar Taj keeps running smoothly. The only thing he’s not involved in is recruitment. That scope is covered by our dearest Karl Mordo ;)

I’m also a huge fan of omegaverse and omega!mordo is my absolute favorite look for mordo hehe XD Also Mama!Mordo will have a special place in my heart. I just love it like crazy. Thanks so much for such a fun question Nonny! 

Oh! And power bottom Karl ^^

[caffeineivore]

Flopsies, fic chat style!

I was prompted by @antivanonmytongue the following:

**TRASHY REGENCY**

Like seriously? This is trash. Trashy trash trash.

Characters/Ships: Mako-Mamo BFFs 4EVA!

The curly-haired whirlwind who descends upon the Duke of Terrence’s study certainly does not stand upon ceremony, but as the ward of His Grace, Letitia Woodley perhaps has the right to be a bit more familiar than most. 

“Congratulations,” Letitia’s usually-pleasant voice is snapping with sarcasm. “I hope you are proud of yourself, Your Grace.” The title is anything but respectful, coming from her normally smiling lips. “I certainly don’t treat you like a flawless immortal in the way of the other peons of society, but never did I think that you’d sink this low.”

Darius Chilton, the Duke of Terrence, sighs and scrubs a hand over his temple. “I... look, I realise that the way I handled the rumours about Miss Townsend was a bit on the clumsy side. But I certainly did not intend...”

“To what, Dare? Make her a laughingstock?!” Letitia is a tall young woman, and in her outrage, as formidable as she is beautiful. “Miss Serena Townsend is an innocent young lady, whose family does not have nearly the type of clout and wealth as you! You can recover from this, and worse, but she’ll be consigned as a spinster and moved out to the country in disgrace! You acted like a regular churl, just because you happened to be at odds with the young lady’s brother. Now he’s expecting to meet you at dawn somewhere and...!”

“I will send an apology,” Darius says with a sigh as he rakes his hand through his raven hair. “It was an unfortunate...” A hand clapped over his mouth causes him to stop his explanation mid-sentence, and he vaguely thinks that really, Letty should learn a bit more decorum. Certainly it is not becoming for a young woman to stop a man from speaking by putting her hand over his mouth. But then again, he is not fit to be a young lady’s ward, so there you have it.

“You have to make this right, Dare. You have to think of some way to restore Miss Townsend’s reputation. I know you’re better than this... spoiled princeling that the papers make you out to be. My parents knew, too. That’s why they left me with you when they were lost at sea. That’s why, despite your overweening arrogance and your incredibly irritating fastidiousness with your cravats,” Here, a teasing yank at the length of lace in question followed by a cheeky grin, “In spite of all that, I love you. You’re the best big brother a girl could have.”

His Grace manages a smile that is not at all smooth and looks incredibly boyish on his face, and pats Letitia’s hand. “Don’t say such things in public, Letty.”

“I will do whatever you wish. But first, you will have to make amends with Miss Townsend. Maybe you should send her some roses.”

[smileymyungjun]

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people (I’m not tagging anyone, you can do this if you’d like to!! :) )

I was tagged by @hongbins-wife (thanks, Vero)

Answers under the cut!

THE LAST: 1. Drink: Sweet Tea! (extra sweet ���cause I’m trashy) 2. Phone call: it was either my mom or my boyfriend, I can’t remember 3. Text message: it was also the Romeo group chat (I have it named as “A Mess™”)  4. Song you listened to: Never - Produce 101 Season 2 Ver. 5. Time you cried: Yesterday lmao school was stressful and it has only been two days HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Nope 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: I haven’t actually kissed someone romantically because I’m not big on physical contact... oops... 8. Been cheated on:  Nope. I’ve only really been in one long relationship, and it is the one I’m currently in. 9. Lost someone special: Yep. Loads of times. Whether it be a relative or a friend. 10. Been depressed: oh yeah, definitely. 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nah I haven’t really had alcohol and I’m not in a rush to have it either LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: Red, like a soft or pale yellow, and probably Ocean Blue. IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Yep! (that Romeo/more multi tbh gc is The Shit™ okay??? I love them all sm ;;) 16. Fallen out of love: If you think of like kpop groups, then yeah. 17. Laughed until you cried: Yep (lunch table, last school year towards the end) 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yeah, my boyfriend’s nasty ex. Trying to spread stupid rumors about us and our friends with one of my ex-best friends who left us to spread rumors and date the nasty ex :’) gotta love when that happens. 19. Met someone who changed you: sort of? I don’t change a lot about myself unless I really need to. 20. Found out who your friends are: Yeah :/ some are still here, others are not. 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: I don’t really use Facebook, so no.

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: When I had one I knew all of them cause I was like 14 lol besides maybe one or two I knew from a different state 23. Do you have any pets: A cat at my Mom’s and two dogs at my Dad’s! (and I visit my older brother’s place a lot, who has two dogs, a cat, and two fish) 24. Do you want to change your name: I like my name :) I couldn’t imagine myself being called anything else tbh 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: I just sat around until my older sister came over to throw a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup at me. Oh, I also called my Dad! (my mom and older siblings had work, so we couldn’t do much. We did have cake when the next month came up :) ) 26. What time did you wake up: 4:30am I accidentally fell asleep at 5pm yesterday... 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping lol 28. Name something you can’t wait for: This last high school year to be over with because of how stressful it already is 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Thursday? She was gone for work today and I hadn’t left my room to see her, and then yesterday I slept before she got home. 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: not really anything? I haven’t had the easiest life, but I feel I wouldn’t be where I am now if it hadn’t been that way. 31. What are you listening right now: Skyfall by Adele 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: One of my neighbors is named Tom, so yeah. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Seeing fans either crowding idols in public places or sexualizing idols especially minors 👀👀 34. Most visited Website: Probably Youtube, but Tumblr is a close second.

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 35. Mole/s:  I have some moles, and then I have some scattered beauty marks (also moles but smaller? I guess? they’re basically the same thing) on my arms and face. 36. Mark/s: yeah, cat scratches. 37. Childhood dream: becoming a Pediatrician (I was and still am a weird kid) 38. Haircolor: Like a light/medium brown (fun fact: I was blonde until 7th grade and then my hair got dark really fast) 39. Long or short hair: it is a little long right now, but I’ve had it short before and liked it :) 40. Do you have a crush on someone: I mean yeah, I have a boyfriend so I’d hope so. 42. Piercings: I had my ears, but they kinda closed up years ago. 43. Bloodtype: I have no clue rip 44. Nickname: My mom calls me Beanie/Bean, and my bff calls me “space trash” so that’s about it 45. Relationship status: currently dating someone! 46. Zodiac: Pisces 47. Pronouns: She/Her 48. Favorite TV Show: I really like Criminal Minds 49. Tattoos: none 50. Right or left hand: Left Handed ;)) 51. Surgery: Oh yeah, I broke my leg when I was in 5th grade oops hehe         52. Hair dyed in different color: I have never dyed my hair, but I have thought about it! 53. Sport: I was in Marching band for two years, and a looooong time ago I did cheerleading for like 5 years 55. Vacation: I go to my dad’s every summer and he lives around 5 1/2 hours away 56. Pair of trainers: I have a few pairs of shoes? If that is what this means? A pair of “Sunset Orange” Converse (think Creamsicle color), a pair of Galaxy Vans, a pair of plain black and white Vans, and then a pair of MIA Boots. MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: Currently: Chinese food 58. Drinking Currently: Broth from soup if that counts 59. I’m about to: watch youtube to procrastinate from doing homework 61. Waiting for: the time for me to be able to sleep again 62. Want: less homework tbh 63. Get married: I’m not looking for any of that any time soon if I do. Not something I really see myself absolutely needing to do... 64. Career: I want to go into Astronomy! (maybe Astrophysics but we’ll see) WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: neither oops 66. Lips or eyes: definitely eyes 67. Shorter or taller: Taller (I’m barely 5′3″ everyone is taller than me) 68. Older or younger: older for now 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: I don’t really care tbh 71. Sensitive or loud: both? 72. Hook up or relationship: relationship  73. Troublemaker or hesitant: more hesitant, but troublemaker works too. HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: no, and I probably won’t ever. 75. Drank hard liquor: no 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: I lost my first pair of glasses in a torrential downpour at Disney World... 77. Turned someone down: yep 78. Sex in the first date: I can’t even kiss my boyfriend, so no. 79. Broken someone’s heart: I mean, he did like me quite a bit, so maybe..? 80. Had your heart broken: yeah like multiple times because some guys are just assholes but it is okay now 81. Been arrested: nah I am too much of a wuss to do anything 82. Cried when someone died: oh yeah definitely  83. Fallen for a friend: a little yeah DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: sometimes and it depends on what 85. Miracles: not a lot 86. Love at first sight: Not really 87. Santa Claus: lol nah 88. Kiss in the first date: no, wait until you’re both comfortable. 89. Angels: maybe? OTHER: 90. Current best friends name: I have two, and surprisingly both of them are named Taylor F. lmao 91. Eyecolor: hazel 92. Favorite movie: the Tim Burton version of  Alice In Wonderland

[jigsisanalien]

im not the type of person who criticizes in a negative way, i always try to make it constructive or make a point in a positive way, i honestly dont appreciate when people are just mean, or i feel ok with myself doing that, like no. Tho im the worst critic of myself. Anyway, i dont think this is criticism, this is more, pointing out how odd it is, or in some cases, how predictable it is, wondering why.

One of the examples is what my friends post online. One of them normally posts stuff like, her cleavage and butt, i know for sure its for attention, i know she has a lot of issues with her body and feels the need for validation, even though i think shes a really great person, i honestly dont understand why she keeps doing that, specially because she gets the attention she craves, but the wrong one, shes has been stomp by trash dudes after another, thats not ok.

The other friend has another insta for closer friends(?) or just for “whoring”(not in bad way) though what she posts sometimes its a crave for attention, literally she just writes stuff like “im going to be alone, nobody loves me” “everybody takes advantage of me” those blablabla, anytime she went to the hospital she posted, but i know that its for attention, though, it the attention of certain people, i know this because i always cared about her, cared, not anymore, yet when she posted a pic going to the hospital and i asked if she was alright, she left me on read. And she uses this type of victim mentality in most of her relationships, either its friends or lovers.

Then i know this girl. Ive learned a few stuff that people post on insta and how delusional and deceiving someone can be in there. My bff anytime she wants to go out with me, she always wants to make a photoshoot to post on insta, like, anytime we go out, then she keeps posting those pics (because we did it with different clothes and places) for around a month. It a whole new idiotic world that i honestly dont feel like getting into. This girl obviously thinks little of herself, shes pretty but not pretty that lots of dudes would be after her (just like me), ive seen her taking pics and she always try to do certain things...idk, its a whole thing. Shes not the type of person who would post sexy pics or bikini pics. Theres this dude shes said a long time ago that they were just friends, they were texting a lot, i though who is she really trying to convince? Us that they had nothing or herself? Moving forward, they all hang as a group, they are all coupley like, kind of, that whole group is a mess. For sure she started to cry for attention, when i hangout with them one time, she was basically twerking her butt with the attention seeker of the group (shes a person who i actually have reasons to despise, just trashy), just the two of them, it wasnt like she was able to twerk her butt that well, which was cringe to watch. Then she started to post bikini pics, the first she posted, she combined two, one full frontal that was meh and a backside which did not flatter her at all, the odd part is that she posted both. Then she posted a more sexual pic in the beach where you could see her perking her butt while laying on her stomach in a artistic way(?) the pic wasnt bad at all, it was just...odd, for someone who basically posts face to waist pictures mostly smiling or looking away. then recently she posted a pic, nothing out of ordinary, just a normal one like she used to post. Then today i saw that she posted the exact same pic flatting herself, like “thicc tights”...that was really odd, specially because you barely saw her legs, and the caption although felt a lot of self-absorbed, it had nothing to do with the pic. It was just odd. The oddest part is that she always likes her own pics...i will never understand that.

Its just sad because, shes isnt a bad girl at all, yet shes showing herself in a bad light and not her at all, to get attention of a dude that wouldnt give two craps about her, she definitely deserved better than that, i just hope she realizes that while young.

Again this is not criticizing, im making a positive note, i just hope they stop craving for attention and start to show their real self, specially for dudes who arent all of that.