#megan’s waffling again

[yourmother29]

sometimes i wish the was a p!link so i could see exactly what there doing honestly

a lot of the writers on here describe things very well it’s js sometimes my brain doesn’t work good 😞🙏🏽

[yourmother29]

[dreamyvill]

where that ony story at ho🤨?!?!!!!!

ONY- Party Girl

Ony don’t play about her

Angst comfort, filthy words for smut (I tried sorry if it suck’s) and cursing.

Yall hoes knows what this is.. that Ony fix a I promised idek how long go so…. My bad yall everything be moving fast during the week. Anyhow I don’t like it but here yall go 🎀

I also tried to not use a name so it I used 🎀 and baby but I got tired of that so there’s that.

Ony knew he had a beautiful woman, she was everything he’d ever wanted and he reminded and treated her as such.

Ony wasn’t famous per se but in the city he was very well known by being a club owner, having a string of very popular clubs since he was twenty two, not only did they know him but they knew his girl the one that had been there with him since their junior year of high school. She, herself was known in her own right owning a very popular nail salon and investing in a string of business that were small but growing. She knew she was the shit, smelling good, looking good, and she was nice.

Setting into their club, Ony and his lady hand in hand greeting people and thanking for coming, girls and bottles in the section. Ony took a sip of his water watching his lady enjoy herself with the strippers and weed. Dancing and having all eyes on her.

“Bae I’m going to the bathroom, you okay?” He said looking into her reddened eyes, licking his puffy lips at the sight of her.

“M’good” she sweetly said her accent getting thicker, clearly having a good time. Nodding his head eyes pointed to his security having a few right near there section, before going to relieve himself. Staying in the section when her favorite song came on “wanna be” with glorilla, and Megan the stallion. Singing along with the group girls before her favorite part started to come on, which was Megan’s verse.

Standing up for the viral lyrics “get em’ glo” and “go meg” throwing her ass in a full circle as the girls around her rallied around her cheering her on. It wasn’t until the verse was over when she tried to turn around and sit down did she feel hands on her waist all over her. Quickly realizing she tried to remove the hands but they weren’t budging, starting to get annoyed she tried again.

“Bro let me go!” She projected over the music that was fading out. Security looking over and going over.

“Aye let her go bruh.”

“Mane ain’t nobody hurting her.” The guy said he looked about five’ six/seven at best he had on some distressed bleached jeans the were entirely to small for him and a plain white shirt and some beat up black air forces. He also had some locs that looked like lil Wayne’s and some ill fitting golds.

“Nigga, I don’t want you touching me.” She said looking him up and down with disgust and her high blown feeling sober, just then did Ony come back from the bathroom seeing everything going on. He instantly got mad speeding up his pace and walking over to his girl.

“Who touched you.” He said standing behind his lady with his fists already balled.

“Mane don’t nobody want her ran through ass.” The dusty smacked his teeth looking Ony up and down.

“Boy, you came over here being weird touching on her!” One of the strippers, June said.

“That dusty ass nigga right there.” Baby said and that was all he needed before he sent two quick ones to his jaw and chest before the guy even could put his set up he got hit with a big sucker punch.

“Dammnnnnn”

“Shit”

He was picked up and escorted out, the night had been ruined and now he and baby were going to go home. The ride in the car had been silent leaving baby to feel like she’d done something wrong. “I mean I was twerking and he might’ve thought something else was going on but I know.” She thought. It wasn’t until she felt his bigger hands on her shoulder that she snapped out of her thoughts seeing they were in front of a Waffle House.

“Baby, you wanna’ go in or bring it home and eat it?” He asked his girlfriend then seeing the expression on her face he got out of the car and immediately went over to her side.

“What’s wrong, huh” he softly hummed at her looking her in the eyes knowing that she could crack as say what was wrong.

Sniffling” what happened at the club Ony I didn’t even feel him behind me, I didn’t mean- baby he did that shit in purpose he knew you weren’t paying attention that wasn’t your fault okay?” He asked.

“Okay.”

“Stay here ima get our food and we going home alright pretty girl?” He said scooping her head in his hand knowing it’d make her blush and avoid eye contact.

Getting home and eating there food, baby was sitting on his lap cuddled up watching The Lion king, before she started to move over and get on top of him with his back being on the couch and her thighs being in both sides of his body.

Leaning down into his ears she started kissing up and down on him softly moaning in his ear Ony took his right hand and started to rub up and down her ass just like he knew she liked.

“You like that” he teased stoping when she didn’t replay making a whine leave her lips before she hummed a yes to him. Slowly peeling off her leggings and underwear he kept eye contact as he ate her all around paying extra attention to her clit.

“Oh fuck Ony” she moaned out fucking herself on his face like she knew he loved, struggling to keep eye contact with him.

“Give me that nut baby!” He said before taking his two fingers and slipping into her wet pussy, stuffing her in and out with his thick fingers. His fingers started to speed up and his other hand playing with her clit quickly, she started to feel her balloon starting to well up.

“Ooh fuck daddy I’m coming.” She said chanting before she squirted and came all over his fingers, which he gladly cleaned.

He turned her over on her back with her legs pointing to the sky. He took off his pants and tapped his heavy dick on her pussy.

“Please”

“Please what?” He smirked at her pouting leaning down and pecking her lips.

“Please fuck me daddy.” She begged aching, looking each other deep in the eyes as he slipped in her pussy with his thick, long, and slightly curved dick and started slowly fucking her.

“Stop teasing me.” She said and he sped up just like he had just before taking her off guard before drilling into her quickly. Snapping her eyes shut she started moaning a string of fucks.

“Mhm you like that huh baby you think that lame could do this baby? Fuck you like this?” He said stretching his legs on into couch putting some on his weight in her legs keeping them into position.

“Nooo- he cou.. neva oh fuck daddy.” She stuttered out.

Continuing to pound into her she felt that ballon again. “Ooh fuck daddy I’m coming, I’m coming.” She said making another mess all over his dick slowly down his strokes they flipped over to cowgirl position.

“Ooh fuck baby.” He moaned out as she started ridding him into the sunset. Her smaller hands on his chest as she looking him in the eye bouncing up and down with the help of Ony.

“I love the way you protect me baby, it’s so fucking hot.” She said riding him out.

“I.ldoanythingforyou.” He barely got out Ony was not the type to be quiet during sex he was loud and proud about it.

“Ooh fuck baby just like that im about to cum baby.” He said bouncing her harder on his dick. “Where you want it?” He quickly asked.

“In me please daddy.” She said as she came on him for the third time and he came together with her. Laying down in the coach catching their breaths before going to get cleaned up.

[lazarusphenomenon]

sorry, ignore me under the cut but i had to get this out.

my cursed trait is that if i have like a supernatural element au that i am dedicating an embarrassing amount of brainpower to imagining a bloopers / fancam of scenes from it.

currently hung up over jb au and the tw au but i'm specifically referring to the tw au with dua lipa and megan thee stallion's

montage of jason beating the shit out of dubiously supernatural people with a tennis racket / lacrosse stick.

reyna and jason standing in front of their vandalized lockers with f----t #1 and f----t #2 spray painted on.

reyna sitting wrapped up in a blanket in the passenger seat of jason's car covered in blood and dry leaves.

jason asking piper and leo to create a distraction and they just immediately start making out.

reyna crouched over jason (who is bleeding out on the ground) and then being like "oh, no! i actually bit him. sorry!" my most beloved blooper from the jennifer's body movie.

drew pulling out an increasingly improbable amount of bullshit from her purse. how did she fit a drill in there? your guess is as good as any of the other characters'.

nico and hazel walking throughout the hallways like cullen family style and jason walking into a wall because he's too busy looking at them.

jason sleeping face down in a book at his desk while reyna's curled up like a baby in his bed (complete with a cute sleep mask) because jason stayed up all night researching werewolves for her.

long distance shot of thalia practicing her archery but she keeps missing the target and swearing in new and inventive ways.

piper and leo in the middle of an argument sitting in chairs facing away from each other while they hold hands because they love each other and they don't actually want to be apart even if they're both mad as hell.

reyna telling hylla off for creeping around her high school without a visitor's pass.

slow pan of all the various (copies of) polaroids jason and reyna have taken together since they were little on a corkboard with red string connecting them and the picture of reyna at the center with eye shine is circled in red.

nico and will kissing but it's like that kiss at the start of but i'm a cheerleader.

clip of reyna calling after jason's retreating back in the hallway like "wait! jason. jason, am i attractive to lesbians?" and getting jumpscared by drew walking past her.

montage of thalia getting ready to do her monster hunting business and she's interrupted of jason calling to her like "thalia! you better not be having beer and cigarettes for breakfast again! i made you waffles." and she comes back into frame with waffles with strawberries cut into hearts and a glass of milk.

leo and piper seated at their desks after school while jason and reyna stand at the chalk board in front of a venn diagram of things that are myth and things that are fact with the little intersection being things that are true but the myths are misleading. off to the side, outside of the circle is just 'santa claus?' because they couldn't rule that one out given that there's fucking werewolves and monsters running amok in their town.

cut of the increasingly stupid lies thalia and jason tell each other. it's like the inverse of light and l for like 90% of the run time.

[yourmother29]

thanks for beating me to post this. i’ve been trying for the past 10 minutes and u just gotta flex on me for what.

i���ll go to sleep now i promise

Send something in the anon thing guys im bored

[out-and-aboot-eh]

Day 15 - Grouse Mountain

It’s a strange sensation waking up on a marshmallow after two weeks of gravel and grass! I actually felt a bit jet lagged, but poor G had nightmares that my family had turned into a cult that she had to join and live with us in a big house! (I haven’t spoken to them for a while, so who knows!) And worse still, in the dream she then received a phone call to say her old dog had died. So in summary, don’t smash a small Dairy Queen before bed! Our troubles were soon forgotten as we headed off for some brunch in the form of poached eggs on waffles with maple syrup (me) and poached eggs with smoked salmon and avocado on sourdough toast (G) boujee! This was to be our fuel to get us up Grouse Mountain. Or at least to the bus stop, for the bus to get us up there!

We grabbed a scone from a smaller ‘Pure Bread’ as an emergency snack and headed to Canada place to catch a free shuttle that runs every 20 minutes. Turns out the most aggressive Canadians aren’t the ice hockey players, but the Vancouver coach drivers! I heard more honks in one return trip than I did from Megan the entire time! Once at Grouse Mountain with just a handful of cyclists stuck under the wheel arch, we picked up a map and took the 6 minute cable car up to the half way point(ish) where the main action takes place. One of the prime reasons for coming here was to see some bears as thus far the only grizzly thing we’d encounted was the weather! There was still no guarantee we’d see them as they had a spot inside for sleeping and lots of trees and bushes to hide away for snoozes in their habitat.

There are two bears here and this is their story: Grinder was orphaned on June 5th, 2001 in Invermere, British Columbia. His mother's disappearance remains a mystery; he was found wandering alone on a logging road, dehydrated, thin, weak and weighing only 4.5 kg. He was taken to a local veterinarian where he was given supportive care until he could be delivered to the Grouse Mountain Refuge for Endangered Wildlife.

Coola was discovered June 29th, 2001 at the side of a highway near Bella Coola, British Columbia. His mother had been Killed by a car. Her three cubs stayed with her until a Conservation Officer arrived Unfortunately, one cub did not survive; the second escaped and was never found again but the third cub, Coola, was rescued and brought to the Grouse Mountain Refuge where he thrives in the company of Grinder (a quite unfortunate name if he’s not a gay bear!)

Luck was on our side as the bears were out a strolling towards the spot where we were stood near the water, and they went for a splash around. They were comical to watch, moving around slowly and blowing bubbles in the water out of every orifice! G was quite surprised by just how big they were and not too disappointed that we didn’t come across any whilst on one of our romps as a two! It was a real highlight for me personally to see them, even if we did have to pay $80 for the privilege!

But we were going to get more bang for our buck than just the bears, as next up was the ‘world renowned’ lumberjack show! It was a cheesy affair with many a dad joke, but entertaining nonetheless as they demonstrated various skills including chopping with axes, axe throwing, chainsaw ‘art’, log climbing and log rolling. I dare say the lumberjacks were cringing more than us following the script, but the crowd cheered along all the same! Next up was a ‘birds in motion’, which is always a winner in my book! The last time we were at one for was for my birthday a mere 7 weeks prior and it rained the whole day, but today couldn’t have been more different, as the sun pounded down on us, feeling even hotter than ever due to the altitude.

Before the show started we spotted a few familiar faces including Mikhaela and Little Fingers, who I did fear for slightly as the first bird out was a rather peckish looking golden eagle! He was a young male, who didn’t yet have the distinct white plumage on top. After a few swoops and loops he returned home, making way for a peregrine falcon (mixed with a bigger falcon) that gave us a show of speed! The company that puts on the show has a few birds like this that they use for pest control at places like airports and beaches to reduce the number of pigeons and sea gulls as the smaller birds think that there’s a predator in the area and move on, bird brains! Next up was a hawk that not only flies, but runs along the ground and covers its dead prey with their wings to hide it from other predators. And rounding off the show was a grey owl who can hear the heart beat of a mouse from far away and fly without making a sound. What was as impressive as watching the birds in motion, was the back drop behind them. From fields, to woodland to mountains, like something out of a painting!

As brunch had sunk to our boots, it was time for a snack, a Canadian classic that I thought we might have missed the chance to try, a Beaver Tail! It’s a chain of places, that aren’t as common as we first thought, but there was a little shack on Grouse Mountain that had a couple of spotty teenagers serving up the works! A beaver tail is pretty much a battered donut in the shape of a beaver tail topped with something naughty. I opted for a white chocolate and toffee tail (and made a right mess whilst eating it) and G went for Oreo and vanilla. They were good, but I must admit I was expecting more. It’s possible that the quality wasn’t the best, as it sounded like the slightly older teenager was advising the other on what to do, but it didn’t stop us from wolfing ‘em down!

We went for a little stroll around the rest of the mountain, including the lake, which compared to most we’ve seen wasn’t all that impressive, but we could imagine how pretty it would be in winter as there were lots of fairy lights and statues dotted around the paths through out the forest. After a quick drinks break and a sticker purchase, our final activity was also included in our ticket, a ski lift up to the top of the mountain, which on a clear day you can see up to 800km away (I think) it was either 80 or 800! On our way up we caught another glimpse of the bears, taking a stroll around their enclosure, which was lucky as by the time we returned they were snoozing in the bushes. As it was a clear day we could see for miles and miles, from the city and its tall buildings and bridges, to the surrounding mountains and forests. We really did feel on top of the world and spent a bit of time just looking out, after our efforts to try and capture the grandeur on camera were futile!

Our plan was to finish Grouse Mountain with a spot of early dinner, but alas they didn’t have half the things on offer, including the beer for happy hour (I’ve not seen G so perplexed this whole trip!) so instead we took the shuttle back (complete with an equally erratic driver) showered up and headed out to another Jen recommended spot, Steamworks in Gastown, about a 15 minute walk from our hotel. It didn’t disappoint! We both had a burger and fries and probably could have had another (they were that good!) washed down with a couple pints of lager/cider. Instead of looking completely gluttonous and ordering a second burger, I risked a stout and chocolate tiramisu type thing, which G helped me out with as it was bloody huge! A few members of our G Adventures group had gone to a bar not too far from us, which 10 years ago we’d have probably made it to, but in the words of Ian Beale, Georgie had nothing left, except enough in the tank to stroll home and get in to that lovely soft big old bed!

Georgie’s highlight of the day: The bears of course!

[megismorallysunny]

1/10/23

not too much happened in my science test i got a 96% i did really well in my maths test. the girl behind me who was smarter than me only got like half of it done so i either fucked up terribly or did amazing. in science our tutor teaches it and she took out 6 people to talk to them because apricot harassed melon for no reason, and like bothering her for no reason even tho she told him to fuck off.

my irish teacher didnt do the irish test, idrk why. but atleast i have more time, at the end of friday i walked from the school out to my old babysitters house next to my old primary school, and i just hung out there. she made me a potato waffle and fish fingers. it was very yummy. i talked to old friends again, i really missed them. i had old friends, twins. we were friends best friends until the end of 6th year because some shit happened and it was really toxic. my other friend comet was friends with them but they stopped being friends round the start of comets 1st year (my second year). no one knew what happened, i talked to her brother he didnt know shit, i talked to star, cloud (even with a 4-5 year ish age difference between cloud and 2 year with star) they didnt know anything either.

it was reallly weird, well me and cloud were talking on friday and were talking about the twins how we absolutely hate M but K is ok. and that theyre sister was going to turn out just like M. but anyways i decided to ask comet what happened, she didnt tell me at first but i said "i hope anything didnt happen" and i cracked her. she said that they didnt like her making new friends and that they always gave her dirty looks, after two years i finally found out. and i probably wasnt supposed to tell anyone but i told star, we dont talk to much only when we see each other but we talked more recently beacuse of that. stars friend E hates her other friend L and theres no reason behind it, i think E is very obsessed and maybe insecure because she doesnt want star to do anything without her and when she does she leaves the call or tells her she wont ever talk to star again but she always comes crawling back and its really weird. im very proud of star for not falling for the trap that emmas putting. it would be really toxic. i think im a little kind of like an older sister to star and cloud, we grew up together, and they were my best friends growing up.

i feel kind of bad saying this because i have a younger brother, i dont like him, he really annoys with me, everything that he does annoy me. i feel bad, i dont know what to do to become better with him, hes just way too annoying for me. but anywyas im glad i have star and cloud, i want them to play bigger parts in my life and i want to play bigger parts in theirs, i didnt show up in 1st year or second year much so i want to make up for lost time, they really were my best friends and its great that we can shittalk all the same people because we all grew up dealing with their shit. im glad i have them :DDD

-Megan

[tobin-heaths]

Attention

request: Reader tries to act all dominant but melts as soon as Hope is near? Like maybe she’s bragging around and lying that she’s able to Top Hope in bed, but then Hope hears and proves she’s actually a bottom

pairing: Hope Solo x Reader

words: 887

You were resting on the grass taking a break from practice with your usual group of friends slash pranksters. Sonny, Lindsey, Mal, Sam and Rose were with you, stretching their limbs or plucking the grass underneath them.

"How was your weekend?" You asked and leaned back onto your elbows, bathing in the sun. Meanwhile you noticed Hope and the other goalkeepers coming to a rest as well not too far from you.

You zoned out as your friends started arguing about who had the coolest weekend and focused on your girlfriend.

"All I'm saying is you can't beat Waffle House, that's it, okay? You just can't. That's scientifically proven. Shut up." Sonny argued, cackling at the others. You rolled your eyes.

"Hey, earth to Y/N. Yeah you– how was yours? What did you guys do?" Lindsey snapped her fingers in front of your face and pointed in the direction of Hope.

"Huh? What? Oh, it was good. I stayed at home with Hope. Just some Netflix and chill." You explained, eyes remaining on her form as she took off her gloves.

"Don't let Kelley hear that, she might get a headache trying to wrap her mind around the concept of Netflix and chill." Sam joked.

From somewhere along the field you were able to hear a faint "Hey! I heard that!" Looking over your shoulder you found Kelley glaring at you and Sam.

"Do tell, how's Hope in bed? You never tell me any dirty details anymore. Spill the beans, now is your chance, idiot." Emily smacked the back of your head so you would focus on them again.

"Pervert." You glared at her and wanted to punch her back but she dodged it and stuck her tongue out at you. "She's real good, especially on her back for me." You smirked.

"Yeah as if. Have you ever seen Hope? With those arms? That woman won't ever bottom for you."

"Better believe it then. She bottoms for no one but me." You winked at her and held your head high.

"Hi, guys. What are you up to?" Your shoulders tensed, your head whipping around to see Hope standing behind you, arms on her hips, smirking down at you. You knew for a fact that she had heard every single little thing.

"Speaking of the devil." You muttered, hoping she wouldn't catch that but you knew she would anyway.

"Hey, baby. How's practice going?" You asked, staring up at her, batting your eyelashes in fake innocence, trying your hardest to not become putty in her hands as she grinned down at you.

"Better than expected actually. Made a couple good saves. Can't complain. You look a bit wet though, babygirl." Your eyes widened slightly, your cheeks heating up, hoping that the others didn't catch the nickname. Hope never really used any of those in public, not unless people weren't within earshot.

"I might have heard Netflix and chill was super fun too, no?" Sonny asked, taking a sip from her water bottle. Your eyes shot invisible daggers her way.

"My wrist is still a bit sore. Nothing I can't handle." You wanted the ground to swallow you as Sonny spit out her water, half choking to death while the rest laughed. Hope grinned as you blushed a mad shade of red and left you to your own defeat.

"Wait, what does that mean?" Mal asked, looking hopelessly lost. "It's better you don't know." Sam assured, patting the top of her head.

Your friends would never let you live this down again. Groaning, you fell onto your back and buried your face in your hands.

"Hope a bottom my ass! Liar. She totally ate you alive a second ago. I'm a firm believer that you have no ability to top her at all, loser."

"Dude, if you don't shut the fuck up– nah, that's it!" You jumped to your feet as Emily did the same, her eyes wide like saucers. "Please don't kill me. I don't deserve this!" She yelled, running away from you as fast as her legs could carry her, throwing her bottle to the side.

You were quick to follow her over half the field, passing almost all of your teammates on the way, screaming a quick 'sorry' whenever you were close to bumping into someone.

"Stop running you coward!" You yelled, almost able to reach the back of her shirt to pull her back. Your plans were cut short though. As you passed Hope she seized her chance and caught you by your waist, lifting you off the ground with ease and placed you back on the ground in front of her.

You groaned. "Not you too, please."

"You better behave, baby." Hope seemed to enjoy herself very much, if that wide grin was anything to go by.

You wanted to bang your head against a wall and never come back. "She's literally standing right there, Hope. Why you gotta do this to me." You whined.

"You can take it, sweet girl, or would you rather prove all of what you just proudly told your friends?" One eyebrow raised she stared down at you, silently testing you.

"Fine." You grumbled in defeat and broke free to join Megan's side who wanted to pass the ball with you. This would be a long, tiring day.

[songtoyou]

PRomance - Part Two

Paring: Chris Evans x Famous Reader

Rating: PG

Word Count: 1,662

Warnings: None

Description: Chris needs some good press. He convinces one of his closest friends to partake in a PRomance.

A/N: This idea came to me one night. This is pure fiction as I do not know what Chris believes when it comes to politics and policy issues. This is a complete work of fiction. Italic represents flashbacks for this chapter. Bold represents text messages.

I do not permit my work to be to be posted on any other site without my permission.

Tag list:  @ccolz88-blog​ @katiew1973​ @southerngracela​ @inlovewith3​ @thevelvetseries​ 

Note: Updated for grammar and punctuation edits.

Chris had been so wrapped with interviews while in D.C. for ASP. He was excited about some downtime. However, Chris knew he would not be able to enjoy himself too much. Tonight was the night of the official “outing” he would have with you. The hired paparazzi would be staked out of the selected hotel and restaurant to capture pictures of you and Chris entering and exiting both establishments. You mentioned to Chris and Megan that the first outing needed to be simple and not extreme. The outing should draw attention but not appear out of the ordinary. 

It was not like you and Chris had never been photographed together. The fans were used to seeing you both hangout from time-to-time. As Megan mentioned, the two of you always had a “will they, won’t they” vibe. Neither you nor Chris paid much attention to it as neither wanted to jeopardize the friendship. However, you could not quiet the little voice in your head that told you this whole situation might end up making things worse. 

You had a couple of days off from your talk show, so you planned to travel to D.C. for the weekend. It was not lost on you that the day you traveled was Valentine’s Day, which was such a contrast to how you spent the holiday last year. Your former boyfriend was a chef who preferred the quiet and nomadic life. As you and your friends affectionately nicknamed him, Chef was never keen on participating in the Hollywood/celebrity spectacle with you, which you understood. It was not his scene, not his type of people. 

Your friendship with Chris also did not help matters as your ex could not hide his contempt for the actor. You never could quite understand the resentment. “He is just a little too friendly for my taste. The guy doesn’t understand boundaries. Like, why would he? Chris can do whatever he wants, and no one says anything against him,” Chef ranted one night.

“You don’t know Chris as I know him. Is he perfect? No, of course not. But he isn’t some evil guy you make him out to be. You have never bothered to get to know him…” you tried to counter, but Chef cut you off.

“I don’t need to get to know him. I don’t like him. Plain and simple. Y/N, you are too naïve sometimes.”

“So, basically…what you are telling me is that you don’t trust my friendship with Chris. Is that correct? You don’t trust him around me. But overall, what this tells about you is that you don’t trust?” you replied, angry at him. He was ridiculous. 

“Look, I don’t want to fight about this anymore. Let’s, I’m sorry. I do trust you.”

Unfortunately, it turned out that Chef did not trust you. The constant arguing about Chris began taking a toll on the relationship. It was too much drama that neither wanted to deal with; you both decided to go your separate ways last November. Overall, it was for the best. You did not leave the relationship with any ill contempt for your ex but were disappointed that you could not make it work out with him in the end.

Chris made sure that a car service was scheduled to pick you up from the airport and take you to the hotel. While you took the time to put away your clothes and sort out your toiletries, there was a knock on your door. Peeking through the peephole, you saw Chris and opened the door to let him inside.

“Hi!” you squealed and wrapped your arms around Chris for a hug.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Chris responded and returned the hug. “Thanks for coming out tonight and staying for the rest of the weekend. I appreciate it greatly. I know you are busy with your things, and now I got you entangled in my mess…”

“Chris, will you shut it. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to. I know your intentions with this whole situation are good. I’m not going to deny that I’m happy you decided to come to me with this and not some up-and-coming starlet for this venture,” you admitted candidly.

“Well, you are one of the few people that I can truly trust. So…” Chris began as he sat down on the bed, “Everything is set for eight o’clock tonight. We have reservations at Karma Modern Indian because I know how much you love Indian food. I forgot today was Valentine’s Day, so we were lucky to get a table.”

“You forgot it was Valentine’s Day! What a disappointing fake boyfriend you are,” you teased him.

“Haha… I’ll buy you a cookie later if it makes you feel better.”

You merely rolled your eyes and lay down on the bed. You were tired. It had a long week, and the one thing you wanted to do was take a nap. Thankfully, you had a couple of hours to spare before dinner tonight. Chris could see that you were exhausted and that your eyes were now closed.

“Hey, I’ll come back later, okay. You want me to call you to let you know that you need to wake up and get ready?” Chris asked.

“Yeah,” you mumbled as sleep overtook you, and Chris quietly got up to step out of your hotel room. 

By 6:45 p.m., the sound of your iPhone began ringing, which woke you from your slumber. “I’m up. I’m up,” you said when answering, knowing it was Chris on the other end.

“You sleep well?”

Yeah. It was a much-needed nap. I’m going to start getting ready. I’ll meet you down in the lobby at 7:50, okay?” you told Chris.

“Sounds good. See you in a bit,” Chris replied, and you both ended the call.

Once showered, you applied your makeup and styled your hair. There was the added pressure knowing that you would be photographed, so you went for a more sophisticated look. Your outfit was a white off-shoulder long sleeve sweater dress, which you accompanied with knee-high length gray boots and a burgundy leather jacket.

After giving yourself a final look over in the mirror, you grabbed your clutch and headed out to the lobby. It did not surprise you that you arrived at the lobby first as you knew Chris tended to take longer to get ready than he liked to admit. You also figured that Chris was probably dealing with anxiety, not only about ASP but the outcome of tonight as well. You decided to shoot Chris a quick text message.

You: I’m dressed and waiting in the lobby.

Chris: Okay. I’m coming down.

As you continued to wait for Chris, you looked outside the hotel and could vaguely make out the photographer standing across the street waiting for you and Chris to exit.

“Oh my God. This is going to be such a shit show,” you said quietly to yourself. Now your anxiety about the whole thing was about to resurface. 

“Alright, I’m ready to go,” said Chris as he walked towards you. “Wow! You look nice,” he commented. 

“Just nice?” you teased as you gave him a spin.

“You look gorgeous,” Chris replied.

“That’s better. There’s a photographer outside waiting. Thankfully, our driver is already waiting for us,” you told him and added, “So, remember what we went over? No looking in the direction of the photographer. We walk side-by-side. If we hold each other’s hands, we interlace them waffle style. None of that palms flat pancake style you tend to do. Okay?”

“I got it. This isn’t my first rodeo, Y/N,” Chris pointed out.

“Alright. You ready?”

“No,” he said bluntly with a grin.

“Me either. Deep breaths. We got this,” you replied with a light laugh and interlaced your right hand with Chris’s left hand. 

As you exited the hotel with Chris, you wondered again the ramifications this outing would stir amongst fans and the media. Would this be accepted or challenged? Would reputations be ruined? These are the concerns you shared with both Chris and Megan. Your manager and publicist were not keen on the PRomance situation with Chris. 

“You used to say that you would rather stick a needle in your eye than partake in desperate PR setups,” your publicist reminded you.

“And I still maintain that sentiment, but Chris is my friend, and he needs help. I would rather him come to me than scrounge around for some no-talent starlet to agree to this PR stunt. It would just end up blowing up in his face,” you said.

“Y/N, need I remind you of Hiddleswift and how that was such a disaster. Tom has never fully recovered from that fiasco,” your manager shared. “My worry is that you could end up being Tom Hiddleston in this scenario.”

“What! That is absurd! Why would I be Tom in this situation?” you asked, confused.

“You have more to lose. Listen to me; you are in the first season of your talk show. It is getting great ratings. Great reviews. NBC just signed the show on for a second season. The chances of you and the show getting nominated for the Daytime Emmy Awards are high. This thing with Chris could cause all of that to come crashing down. We don’t want you to be the butt of anyone’s jokes, sweetheart. It would be completely unwarranted,” you publicist explained and asked, “Are you sure that you want to do this?” 

“Yes, I do. Trust me. I know what I’m doing. This is Chris we are talking about; he is a good guy. He’s not going to throw me under the bus if this all turns to shit. The two of us are in this together. I trust him.”

‘God, please don’t let this blow up in our faces,’ you said to yourself once entering into the restaurant with Chris by your side.

[poliploki]

tagged by @usurimichiru & @goryo ummm if you wanna say i tagged you feel free but i’m not tagging anyone cause um umm runs away

name: vic/lisa/kitty

gender: “woman” who can reclaim the f slur, silly rabbit, male wife, bunny boy, slime by shygirl playing in the bathroom of the club and then put into a waffle iron and made into a sexy waffle that’s me girl 

star sign: gemini sun aqua moon

height: 6′2

birthday: june 18th  

fav bands: 100 gecs, chloe x halle, gwsn, caramella girls & rook&nomie there’s probably more i like a lotta music

fav solo artists: SOPHIE, shygirl, charli xcx, flo milli, bree runway, megan thee stallion, dorian electra, quay dash, that kid & girls rituals again i like lots of music there’s def more

song stuck in my head: ILY2 by charli xcx

last movie: to all the boys i’ve loved before -_- 

last show: the boulet brothers’ dragula or haikyuu!!... i don’t remember lol

when i created this blog: too many years ago i need to delete it but i’m stuck here

last thing you googled: azealia banks ireland </3

other blogs: @pretendworld (aesthetic blog)

do you get asks: i get at least 2 asks from my mutuals a day but i haven’t been getting a ton of asks after i turned anon off lol 

following: 385

followers: 400 something last i checked 

why i chose this url: caramella girls album babyyyyyyy

average hours of sleep: no comment.

lucky numbers: 8 & 9 

instruments: i can sing poorly in a very deep voice. that counts 

what i’m wearing: oversized sweater and short shorts and a pair of long socks

dream trip: girl i wanna leave the house let me out 

favorite food: gyros <3 

nationality: greek american

favorite song: next question because i like too much music <3 

top 3 fictional universes i’d like to live in: haikyuu, monster high or um my ocverse

[nessafms]

new  york’s  very  own  NESSA  LOCKE  was  spotted  on  broadway  street  in  𝓳𝓲𝓶𝓶𝔂  𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸  𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓪  𝓯𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻  𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓵  𝓱𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼  .  your  resemblance  to  kylie  jenner  is  unreal  .  according  to  tmz  ,  you  just  have  your  twenty  two  birthday  bash  .  while  living  in  nyc  ,  you’ve  been  labeled  as  being  finicky  ,  but  also  alluring  .  i  guess  being  a  scorpio  explains  that  .  3  things  that  would  paint  a  better  picture  of  you  would  be  expensive  diamonds  clinging  to  delicate  fingers  ,  makeup  swatches  on  tan  skin , &  wine  induced  giggles  .

GREETINGS  ,   cuties  .   i’m  gi  ,  9teen  ,  and  go  by  she  and  her  pronouns  .  i  kind  of  suck  at  introductions  ?  so  please  excuse  all  of  the  rambling  and  unnecessary  comments  that  are  throughout  this  .   nessa  is  kind  of  my  baby  ?  so  im  super  super  excited  to  bring  her  into  this  group  and  play  her  once  again  and  even  more  excited  to  write  with  all  of  you  !!!!!!   everything  you  need  to  know  about  her  is  under  the  cut  ,  and  if  you  want  to  plot  please  give  this  a  heart  and  we  can  do  so  (  or  message  me  on  discord  ,  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐲#1776  )

*  basics 

FULL  NAME.  nessa  ryan  locke  .

NAME  MEANING.   pure  ,  holy  ;  butterfly  . 

REASONING.   it  was  suppose  to  be  vanessa  but  somehow  ended  up  being  just  nessa  by  the  time  she  was  actually  born  .

NICKNAMES.   ness  ,  nessy  .

PREFERRED  NAME.  ness  and/or  nessa  .

BIRTH  DATE.   november  third  ,  nineteen  ninety  eight  .

AGE.  twenty  two  .

ZODIAC.  scorpio  .

GENDER.  cis  female  .

PRONOUNS.  she  and  her  .

SEXUAL  ORIENTATION.  heterosexual  .

CURRENT  LOCATION.   moved  to  new  york  city  at  the  age  of  nineteen  ,  (  click  here  to  see  her  residence  ) .

PLACE  OF  BIRTH.  los  angeles   ,  california  .

HOMETOWN.   los  angeles  ,  california  .

FATHER.  jared  locke  ,  actor  .

MOTHER.   jillian  locke  ,  former  model  .

SIBLINGS.   nirvana  locke  ,  emerson  locke  .

BIRTH  ORDER.  youngest  .

PETS.  wolfie  ,  husky  .

HAIR  COLOR.   originally  a  black  color  ,  though  it  tends  to  go  from  black  to  a  light  brown  and/or  a  blonde  color  . 

EYE  COLOR.  brown  ,  but  she  takes  pride  in  the  small  specks  of  green  .

DOMINANT  HAND.  right  .

HEIGHT.  five  ft  six  .

TATTOOS.   nessa  has  five  tattoo’s  all  together  ,  the  first  one  being  something  that  resembles  the  fire  emoji  on  her  right  inner  hip  she  got  with  her  group  of  friends  .   she  has  a  rose  on  the  left  side  of  her  boob  ,  which  she  got  strictly  because  she  thought  it  was  pretty  .   she  has  two  butterflies  behind  her  left  ear  ,  a  smiley  face  on  her  right  upper  butt  cheek  ,  and  finally  the  words  ,  ‘  take  care  ‘  tattooed  on  her  right  arm .  

PIERCINGS.   she  has  five  holes  on  her  right  ear  and  seven  holes  on  her  left  ear  .  

DRUGS  /  ALCOHOL  /  SMOKING.  no  (  beside  smoking  weed  here  and  there )    ,  yes  ,  no  .  

SOUNDTRACK.   self  care  ,  mac  miller  .   angel  ,  the  weeknd  .  fetish  ,  selena  gomez  .  bitter  ,  fletcher  .  july  ,  noah  cyrus  .  bad  news  ,  kehlani  .   after  hours  ,  the  weeknd  .   needy  ,  ariana  grande  .   save  myself  ,  ed  sheeran .  p*$$y  fairy  ,  jhene  aiko  .  girls  in  the  hood  ,  megan  thee  stallion  .  

AESTHETICS.   emerald  hues  forming  into  a  distant  memory  ,   soft  laughter  in  the  dead  of  the  night  ,  luxurious  material  clinging  to  honeyed  skin  ,   tired  hues  ,   the  glow  of  neon  lights  lightening  up  a  dark  room  .  

LINKS.  here’s  her  pinterest  !! 

FUN  FACTS.   she  has  a  three  year  old  husky  ,  whom  she  treats  as  though  she  carried  him  around  for  nine  months  .  she  has  a  obsession  with  acrylic  nails  ,  you  will  always  find  her  with  something  different  every  two  weeks  .  she  always  has  her  toes  painted  ,  usually  baby  something          baby  pink  ,  baby  blue  .   she  enjoys  switching  up  her  look  which  includes  hair  changes  whether  it  be  sporting  a  wig  or  actually  dyeing  it  .  has  a  talent  of  painting  but  normally  doesn’t  have  the  time  or  inspiration  to  do  so  .  a  music  bug  ,  she  has  to  be  listening  to  tunes  if  she’s  cleaning  ,  cooking  ,  bathing  ...  hates  the  gym  more  then  anything  but  has  a  personal  trainer  (  she  spends  most  of  the  time  avoiding  )  to  kick  her  ass  in  shape  .  rarely  diets  and  with  this  she  has  a  bad  habit  of  eating  whatever  her  body  craves  .  she  loves  waffle  fries  ,  and  prefers  a  burger  over  a  chicken  sandwich  .   she  hates  neon  green  ,  don’t  fight  her  on  this  .  she’s  a  bit  of  a  car  junkie  and  constantly  purchases  them  despite  not  needing  to  .  her  worst  habit  is  online  shopping  ,  she  will  spend  thousand  of  dollars  at  ONE  store  .

*  background .

stranded at  the  age  of  five  ,  a  stuffed  elephant  in  hand  and  confusion  lingering  on  skin  .  only  small  glimpses  of  heart  felt  moments  to  ease  the  tears  .  one  moment  she  was  there  ,  and  the  next  she  somehow  slipped  through  the  cracks  .  not  even  the  power  of  hollywood  being  able  to  track  down  the  angelic  emerald  hued  model  .  instead  ,  her  father  had  to  wrap  his  arms  around  his  three  children  and  fabricate  a  story  that  would  not  shatter  their  delicate  hearts  .  but  the  damage  was  already  done  .

drenched  in  sovereignty  and  affluence  ,  the  privilege  of  being  privilege  had  always  been  a  reality  ,  even  before  the  disappearance  of  her  mother  .  a  celebrity  child  ,  grew  up  in  the  spotlight  and  had  ears  filled  with  comments  from  millions  who  did  not  know  her  .   not  a  sob  story  ,  unless  you  considered  her  mommy  issues  .  inherited  her  father’s  ambition  and  her  mom’s  trust  issues .  started  branding  herself  at  the  age  of  seventeen  ,  a  trend  setter  .  the  title  of  social  media  personality  was  granted  to  nessa  before  it  was  even  a  thing  ,  and  she  did  not  stop  there .   ventured  into  the  beauty  industry  ,  building  an  empire  from  top  to  bottom  .  and  eventually  even  created  a  fashion  line  with  her  older  sister  ,  even  after  all  the  red  warnings  .

but  the  finer  things  in  life  did  not  come  with  all  blessings  .   her  delicate  hands  drenched  in  cold  glue  ,  shattered  pieces  clinging  for  their  lives  with  expectations  of  being  put  back  together  again  .  adored  and  envied  by  the  world  ,  but  the  outside  looking  in  did  not  see  bent  back  constantly  picking  up  pieces  of  her  sisters  who  crumbled  with  even  the  softest  poke  .  addiction  controlling  every  aspect   of  her  sisters  lives  ,  and  the  relationship  she  shared  with  them  .  it’s  never  been  pretty  to  watch  the  ones  you  love  self  destruct  and  take  everything  you  love  and  trust  down  with  them  ..  hard  to  look  them  in  the  eyes  as  anger  and  heartache  consumes   you  .  and  even  harder  to  forgive  .  

forever  fighting  the  demons  her  mother  instored  in  her  ,  and  the  demons  her  sister’s  stir  up  .  her  only  breath  of  fresh  air  being  her  daddy  ,  and  the  way  he  always  has  her  back  (  no  favorites  are  played  but  we  all  know  )  ,  and  the  life  she  helped  build  for  herself  .  wants  to  be  rid  of  hands  that  hold  her  back  and  take  and  take  until  she  has  nothing  left  ,  and  instead  plunge  into  the  world  of  living  for  herself  and  new  york  city  granted  the  brunette  that  opportunity  .  

*  personality .

affection  sings  to  her  in  the  form  of  a  love  song  ,  her  love  language  .  digits  itch  to  hold  friends  hands  ,  and  lean  on  lovers  shoulders  .  uses  pet  names  like  her  vocabulary  only  consists  of  the  word  angel  and  baby  .  a  chatter  bug  that  hides  vulnerability  with  ebullience  and  teasing  manners  .  impulsiveness  that  jumps  out  at  all  the  wrong  times  ,  and  a  carelessness  that  teams  up  with  her  pettiness  to  make  all  the  wrong  choices  .  feels  replaceable  and  easily  disposable  ,  makes  her  fear  of  ever  letting  anyone  get  too  close  .  finicky  ,  hard  to  please  and  even  harder  to  totally  figure  out  ,  some  would  say  she’s  hot  and  cold  .  tries  to  stay  out  of  her  head  with  burying  herself  in  work  .  knows  how  it  feels  to  feel  like  you  are  nothing  ,  and  fills  that  whole  with  giving  back  as  much  as  she  can  .  silly  and  sometimes  ditzy  .  loves  too  hard  for  her  own  good  ,  and  has  a  bad  habit  of  letting  people  back  in  even  when  they  do  not  deserve  it  or  her  ..  has  a  softness that’s  desperate  to  escape  .   hates  love  because  she  understands  what  it  can  do  to  you  and  loves  just  as  much  for  the  same  reason  .  built  a  wall  around  her  heart  to  avoid  adding  any  more  scars  ,  and  will  save  you  before  she  saves  herself  .  holds  on  to  people  a  little  too  tight  ,  because  she  hates  going  through  the  process  of  letting  people  in  all  over  again  .  a  twenty  something  year  old  who  craves  a  mother’s  touch  but  holds  a  grudge  that  sometimes  causes  her  to  miss  out  on  people  .   always  just  wants  to  feel  like  she’s  worth  making  sacrifices  for  .

* career . 

kylie    cosmetics  ?  nessa  cosmetics  ,  a  brand  built  at  seventeen  years  old  and  has  only  grown  from  there  .   collections  that  consist  of  collabs  with  close  friends  and  family  (  when  she’s  talking  to  them  )  ,   and  season  /  holiday  collections  .  does  something  for  her  birthday  ,  november  third  ,  every  year  .  has  a  collection  dedicated  to  her  zodiac  sign  , scorpio  .   constantly  changing  her  formula  to  better  her  brand  ,  and  does  everything  hands  on  .  does  most  of  her  work  from  her  office  .   can  find  her  instagram  stories  to  be  her  swatching  her  latest  products  .  favorite  thing  of  hers  being  her  eye shadows   (  applaud  for  the  pigmented  ) .  good  quality  ,  inclusive  and  diverse  (  more  then  actual  kylie  cosmetics  )  is  the  most  important  thing  when  it  comes  to  her  brand  . 

launched  nessa  skin  a  single  year  ago  ,  and  has  worked  on  it  for  the  last  three  years  .  her  latest  child  ,  and  plans  to  only  grow  it  .  skin  has  always  been  super  important  to  nessa  ,  and  delivering  her  supporters  with  products  that  will  actually  work  is  her  main  priority  .  

a  youtube  channel  with  ten  million  subscribers  ,  youtuber  as  a  second  job .  it  starting  as  a  hobby  and  a  way  of  connecting  with  supporters  to  becoming  something  she  cannot  imagine  not  doing  .   her  channel  consists  of  mixed  content  such  from  fashion  hauls  to  makeup  videos  to  even  vlogs  that  involved  her  friends  (  and  family  )  doing  stupid  things  .  

em  &  ness  ,  a  clothing  brand  her  and  her  sister  are  developing  .   features  trendy  street  wear  ,  more  to  come  soon  . 

* connections

the  childhood  friend  that  reminds  her  of  simpler  times  ,   mud  pies  in  the  back  yard  and  riding  their  bikes  around  the  neighborhood  .  secrets  and  promises  of  being  friends  forever  that  felt  secure  but  feel  short  .  bonded  forever  maybe  ,  but  constantly  feeling  like  strangers  .   (  or   they  could  still  be  close  friends  )

the  family  friend  that  their  parent(s)  swore  were  going  to  end  up  together  ,  though  if  the  two  caught  any  talk  of  that  would  scrunch  their  nose  ups  and  shake  their  head  .  or  at  least  they  did  for  a  while  ,  until  lines  started  to  fade  and  the  comfortableness  felt  like  something  more  ..  not  together  now  ,  but  constantly  a  what  if  ,  the  idea  still  runs  in  their  minds  but  is  a  friendship  worth  something  that  might  not  work  out 

a  friendship  or  more  so  platonic  soulmates  ,  if  you  see  one  you  know  the  other  is  not  far  behind  .  they  are  somewhat  extensions  of  one  another  ,  swear  they  cannot  survive  without  one  another  .  the  one  person  nessa  trusts  the  most  ,  someone  who  has  never  hurt  her  or  left  her  .  her  person  .

the  bad  influence  that  plays  on  her  impulsiveness  .  talks  her  head  up  to  get  even  or  take  that  tenth  shot  because  why  the  fuck  not  .  anytime  something  bad  almost  happened  ,  like  that  time  we  almost  got  a  fine  ,  she  was  with  this  person  .  and  while  she  adores  them  ,  she  knows  they  aren’t  exactly  the  best  for  her  .

the  friend  group  you  cannot  help  but  envy  ,  constantly  plastered  on  one  anothers  instragram  feeds  .  has  their  own  groupchat  that  does  nothing  but  blow  up  .  shopping  trips  in  italy  and  vacations  in  greece  .  do  not  always  get  along  but  there  is  always  love  in  between  them  .  they  are  constantly  in  her  vlogs  ,  and  would  kind  of  be  like  her  very  own  vlog  squad  .

the  friends  with  benefits  who  swear  they  are  just  friends  ,  and  the  sex  means  nothing  .  despite  the  fact  that  they  linger  a  little  too  long  in  one  another’s  bed    .  and  the  promises  of  this  will  not  ruin  anything  become  blurry  when  they  connect  on  a  deeper  level  .  and    it  gets  confusing  when  their  affectionate  comes  to  surface  ,  but  regardless  they  are  just  friends  .

a  trio  of  three  friends  who  are  always  seen  together  ,  best  friends  could  be  the  world  to  use  to  describe  them  (  bonus  points  if  its  all  girls  )  .

the heart  breaker  ,  the  person  that  fucked  her  up  for  good  .  ruined  the  way  she  loved  and  left  her  with  a  lot  of  regret  and  heart  ache  .  she  swear  she  hates  them  ,  but  she  hates  how  much  she  loved  them  and  how  close  they  got  to  her  .  hates  how  they  went  from  knowing  her  more  then  anyone  to  being  someone  she  cannot  even  look  in  the  eyes  anymore  (  bonus  points  if  it  involves  them  cheating  on  her  ,  extra  bonus  points  if  it’s  angsty  as  hell  )  

the  drinking  buddy  she  confides  in   ,  a  glass  of  wine  and  a  lot  of  shit  talking  that   always  end  up  in  talking  about  personal  matters  .  they  are  a  ear  and  someone  to  lean  on  .

the  on  and  off  fling  ,  their  back  and  forth  being  nessa  and  her  refusal  to  let  them  in  completely  .  her  feelings  for  them  scare  her  ,  and  she’s  not  ready  to  walk  down  the  road  of  being  with  someone  again  .

other  things  i  want  include  ;  unlikely  friends  ,  enemies  to  friends  ,  friends  to  enemies  ,  lovers  to  friends  ,  friends  to  lover  ,  ex  best  friend  ,  ex  friends  in  general  ,  ex  friends  who  miss  each  other  terribly  ,  other  youtubers  she  collabs  with  ,  other  ceo’s  of  makeup  brands  /  skin  brands  she  has  a  rivalry  with  because  the  media  made  it  seem  like  they  hated  one  another  .

[yourmother29]

this made me start singing tessa brooks part of its everyday bro

ALERTING TUMBLR ⚠️ he’s posted the whole photo 🥳🍾🙌🎊🍻

[yaachtynoboat711]

The Plus One

A/N: Allow me to break once more from Fonder to give you all this Oscar fic mini-series (literally two, maybe three chapters). Here’s all the fluff your hearts can handle before I resume with Chapter 7 and 8.1 I know it’s late, but this is for @sonofnjobu ’s WIP FF. I had wisdom teeth taken out last week so I was out of action. This fic is very descriptive and interactive, so please, enjoy!

Word Count: 2.7k

Warning(s): FLUFF, possibly some errors/typos

Sunday mornings— the days of rest and recreation for you and your fiancée Winston. Lately, the two of you would spend half the day planning the wedding with you all’s planner. Sometimes, you and Winston would maybe get up before 10, no later than 11 to lounge around. Yet, this Sunday morning wasn’t like any other Sunday. No ma’am: this Sunday was filled with the preparation and the attendance of the 91st Academy Awards in Los Angeles! You’d been in LA since the week of your Jimmy Kimmel interview for further wedding planning, final Oscar-related consultations, and just a well-needed breather.

Within the past few months, you’d been working on Maryland’s suit lawsuit against the Trump administration. While in California, you’d met with the lawyers responsible for the state’s lawsuit. You and your partners hit the ground running after Christmas break and basically moved into the firm during the government shutdown and the weeks following. Around this time last year, you were face-first in your cases. You’d be damned if you would once again miss the opportunity to be Winston’s plus one for the awards ceremony due to work.

Your phone’s alarm began sounding off at 9:45 a.m. You decided to turn in the night before while Winston attended Common’s pre-Oscar party. It must’ve been Opposite Day. It would be you going out and Winston stayed in. Usually, you’d be snuggled up in your man’s arms sleeping. Instead, you were on your stomach, head to the side and resting on top of your hands. Dead to the world. You did,however, match Wins’ fly and slept in a new gold megabonnet to match his velvet durag (you’d bought him 10-15 new durags for Valentine’s Day). By the time your eyes reluctantly opened, you noticed that he was gone. Before you could curl your lip and whimper, you picked up your phone to find Wins’ text to start you off for the day.

You sat up on your elbows and smiled at the sight of the two white waffle bathrobes staring at you. The longer robe read “Duke” in crimson stitching, while the other read “Abdullah-Duke” in blue stitching. When you got out of bed, you caressed and carefully observed your robe. Baby boy ain’t skimpin’ on the quality of these robes. Ol’ extra ass. You quickly went into the shower, waterproof speaker in hand. From City Girls to Megan Thee Stallion to Kurt Carr and to Broadway soundtracks, your 25-minute shower performance was one for the books. Once you’d finished showering and doing your Oscars skincare routine, you went back into the bedroom to find Winston stretched out on the bed, his gapped grin stretching from ear to ear.

“Well, good morning, Mama Bear. That was one helluva performance you put on in there.” He looked you up and down like you were the last oxtail, slowly licking his top lip. “I see somebody likes their new robe.”, Winston complimented as he watched you walk towards him. He re-adjusted his stance so you could straddle his lap.

“Good morning to you,too, Daddy Bear. I don’t like it at all—I love it.”, you said in the crook of his neck as you kissed it repeatedly.

“You ready for today?”

You paused, going through the day’s mental Rolodex of events. “Of course—we’ll be together. You’ve been on an Oscars red carpet, I haven’t. Guide me. Show me your ways, Master Duke.”, you said dramatically. Winston’s deep, almost maniacal laughter sounded in your ear. He stared into your light brown eyes and smiled. Kissing your fivehead, he said, “You’re so dramatic. Of course. I’m excited for tonight...like very excited.” He kissed your ring and then your lips. You cheesed like the spoiled princess you knew you were. The two of you continued to cuddle, which eventually led to your lips finding their way onto his. Just as his curious hand ventured underneath your robe, there was a knock on the hotel suite door. Your head fell back in frustration and you reluctantly got out of Winston’s lap and smoothed your robe out as you walked to the door.

Winston whistled. “I hate to see you go, but I love watching you leave.” He tucked his lip under his top row of teeth.

“Shut yo corny ass up...Gabe.” Your face twisted and you placed an emphatic but playful tone on “Gabe” before sticking your tongue out. You looked through the peephole and opened the door for your assistant Jacqui, your wig stylist Maya Elise, and your makeup artist Alicia (your usual glam artist Justin was out of the country. It was time.

Not long after your glam squad arrived, Winston’s team came trickling in. The last-minute decision to get a two-bedroom suite instead of one was paying off. You and Winston broke off into different rooms and began your transformations.

Two hours and a whole Gillette advertisement later, you were reunited with your big head for lunch. When you emerged from the room, you were taken aback to see your fiance sporting an immaculate low fade. His beard was trimmed just right, enough to know it’d been flourishing in its growth. Ahh, my favorite seat looks like a meal for real. He stood feet from you in his white robe, giving you one of those looks.

As if on cue, your twin sister Farrah knocked on the door.

“Li, I’m so sorry. The one time I try to work on something last-minute, I’m almost an hour late. Where’s your room?”, Farrah said as she tried to catch her breath. She was holding your dress in her signature purple garment bag across her arms.

“ Rah! It’s okay, Boop. First off, slow down. Secondly, I’m over here.”, you pointed your fan behind you indicating where to put the dress. You excused yourself and returned to your room.

Farrah was an up and coming size-inclusive fashion designer and most importantly, your fraternal twin sister. You and Farrah were on completely different ends of the same spectrum. Growing up, you were often fighting her bullies on her behalf because she was a pacifist to the core; a terribly sensitive and somewhat reserved Cancer. She graduated from the same high school as you at 16, two years after you did. She graduated with her BFA in Fashion from North Carolina A&T, where she’d met her would-be husband and star Defensive Lineman for the Philadelphia Eagles, Braxton King. Professionally, She went by Issa Jenae, her two middle names. Though she and her family had just moved to Philadelphia from Boston, she spent most of her time in LA and New York. Nearly 85% of your dresses were designed by your sister. So, naturally, she was elated to design your Oscars dress.

Your sister was hanging the garment bag up on the closet door when you got back in. You were anxious to see the dress, as you had no idea what it was going to look like. When she asked you what you had in mind, you replied that you wanted something that was “subtly Wakandan”. With the help of Black Panther’s costume designer and Oscar nominee Ruth E. Carter, Farrah was able to make your wish shake. One of the advantages of having your twin sister design your dresses was that she’d knew you better than any other designer could. Your off-shoulder gown was fittingly inspired by the Jabari tribe with the purple and gold-threaded triangular pattern on the exterior and the gorgeous interior satin royal purple lining. The slit on the right side showed just enough of your thigh tat. Like the other dresses she’d made for you, it was customary for Farrah to hand-sew an insult of some sorts somewhere into the dress. Today’s insult: whore, sewn into the left side of the slit’s opening.

Being that it was one of the many inside jokes you two shared, you searched tirelessly for the insult. When you finally discovered it, you let out the ugliest sound as began laughing. “Bitch, you play too fuckin’ much. Whore? Really?”, you commented as you began unzipping the dress.

“Why not? I wasn’t the one sleepin’ with half of Black Hollywood, now was I?” You stared at her in pure disbelief. That raggedy bitch just airing your dirty laundry out there, but if the roles were reversed, she’d call your umi with the quickness. She was the true Cancer. “Exactly. I rest my case. Now go change, whore.”

You muttered some dirty words and passive aggressive wishes under your breath as you carefully slipped into your dress. Farrah zipped you up and spun you around to get a better look at her masterpiece of a dress. With your wig on and your shoes and accessories still needing to be put on, your transformation was almost complete.

You toyed with the idea of what kind of accessories you’d wear for tonight’s activities. Simplicity won you over for your picks. You wore three necklaces: a choker-like gold bar with “Khalida” written in Arabic, your everyday rose gold “K”, and your gold zodiac pendant. In addition to your 2nd engagement ring, a local Black jeweler allowed you to wear their oversized black fleur-de-lis cocktail ring (it was Mardi Gras season, after all) for the awards ceremony. In an unusual twist, you decided to wear a bracelet. This bracelet wasn’t just any other bracelet—it was a gold bracelet shaped as scissors (a shameless Us plug for your fiancé).To finish the look, you wore your cowrie shell and gold link anklets. You were ready to fuck that carpet up.

Once Maya-Elise finally laid the baby hairs on your half-up half-down Yaki blowout wig, you walked out of the pits of hair hell one last time. For the first time in history, you were ready before Winston. This never happened. Like...ever. Instead of seeing Winston, you were, however, greeted by your bonus family sitting in the living area of the suite.

“My daughter! Has Winston seen you yet?!”, Mama Cora remarked as you twirled for her.

“No, Coco, because for the first time ever, I’m the first one ready. You know this never happens. Wait—he didn’t dip, did he?”, you asked as you tried to peak at his door.

“Of course not! He wouldn’t ditch the most beautiful woman in Hollywood—not in his right mind,at least. I’d actually have to rough him up.”, Cindy joked.

You and Jacqui walked out to the suite’s main balcony take pictures for the ‘Gram. Six Vogue-worthy pictures later, Jacqui uploaded the photo set with “Dark-haired YAAncé” as the caption. You walked back into the suite to see a handsome thick figure with his back towards you. Winston was so wrapped up in his conversation with his barber Red that he didn’t realize that you’d been outside, yet alone beat him getting ready.

“I wonder what Yaa’s wearing tonight. She mentioned something about there being purple somewhere in the equation? I don’t know...I never know with that gyal of mine.”, he chuckled as he shrugged.

Red’s shoulders bounced in laughter. “I mean...why don’t you ask her? She’s right there.” Red looked around his solid physique to acknowledge your presence.

“How am I going to ask her if she’s not rea—”. Winston turned his head in the direction Red had pointed to. Noticing something different, he whipped around once more, this time, turning his whole body around towards you. The two of you stood maybe two feet apart, taking in each other’s ensembles and beauty.

You were in love with his low fade, especially after the Sisqo phase for the New Years Trip (there could be only one platinum blonde in this relationship). Red got him right for tonight. Then there was the tux. THAT. FUCKING. TUX. It didn’t help that he was already thicker than three-day-old oatmeal. His suit was just fitted enough. In true Winston C. Duke fashion, he couldn’t just wear a basic tux. Nope. Hell nawl. The jacket had white piping on the lapel and the pockets, along with two white bands on either arm. The pants had the white stripe going down either side. Surely, the ancestors wanted to see you cut up over your man and how delicious he was looking. As you undressed him with your eyes, you’d caught his little intentional lip bite and lick. It was subtle enough for only you to catch it.

You fanned yourself harder the closer you got up to him. Shit, that nigga was looking delicious. Winston and everyone else laughed at your speechlessness. Your mouth was totally agape and your head shook. You finally pointed your white coffin-shaped nail at Winston and looked around the room to make sure everyone else was seeing the same meal you were looking at.

“Are you gonna say something, K.D.?”, Winston asked as he closed your mouth and lifted your chin in one smooth motion with one finger.

“Baby...sweetheart...honey bunches...Chris baby…answer me this one question...”, you stammered.

“Yes?”

“Who the fuck told you...TO LOOK THIS FUCKIN’ GOOD?! LIKE, WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT AND THE PRIVILEGE?! THE NERVE OF YOU! THE ABSOLUTE UNMITIGATED GALL, THE NEGROSITY OF YOU, ON THIS 24TH DAY OF BLACK HISTORY MONTH AND 20TH ANNIVERSARY OF MY NATIONAL ANTHEM!”,you gassed, punching your hand and pointing your acrylic nails and clacking them against each other every which way for dramatic emphasis.

Winston doubled over in hysterical laughter, to the point of tears, at your response. “Wow, I must say, it does feel good to be on the receiving end of your gassing. I knew I had to come with it if I was going to be your date tonight. If I haven’t learned anything else about you in all these years of knowing you, it’s that no matter where you’re going, you’re gonna bring it. You’ve kinda forced me to step out of my usual tux zone and further into the world of high fashion...all without knowing what your dress looked like. I think I did pretty good, dontcha think?” He finally closed the gap between the two of you and held your small hands into his big hands.You rolled your eyes to keep from laughing. You weren’t going to give into that Gabe Wilson-level corniness.

“Ehhh...you did aight. Ion know who you tryna dress up for, but you cute or whateva.”, you said nonchalantly.

He lowered his voice to where only you could hear, “I must say that you, my dearest Khalida, the love of my life, are looking sublime right now. I don’t even care what you have in store for the after party look, I just know that in this very moment, I’d have you on this table if everyone weren't here.” You smirked.

“You know, I had the same thought about you when were eating lunch. I’m happy our freakiness is in tandem.”, you paused to look around the room, “Now let’s go and flex for the ‘gram, shall we?”

Everyone crowded both elevators to the lobby to get a full glimpse at the soon-to-be Duke’s. The lighting in the hotel’s courtyard was perfect—a studio could never.

“Alrighty...the lighting’s good here, love birds.”, Jacqui reported as she searched for the perfect late afternoon light. The two of you walked to the exact spot Jacqui deemed appropriate. He insisted that you walk before him, just so he could check you out from the back. He gazed in amazement as he noticed the highlight on your shoulders when the sun kissed them. The purple and gold in your dress both complemented your caramel skin. Winston bit his lip as all the thoughts of sin and lust bombarded his mind. God, you outdid yourself when you created her. He finally caught up to you and promptly rested his arm around your full waist, pulling you into him. The two of you stared into each other’s eyes, cameras or people be damned. As Jacqui caught the candid shots, the two of you whispered nasty sweet nothings into each other’s ear. After spending 20 minutes in the courtyard, Jacqui escorted you and Winston to the hotel’s service entrance, where their SUV was waited patiently for you all. As the two of you looked at the SUV, Winston squeezed your hand. “You ready, Dr. Abdullah?”, he asked as he looked down to you.

“When you are, Mr. Duke.”

The two of you shared three deep breaths before loading into the car, eager to show up and out for the Oscars.

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[chuffyfan87]

Hiding. Part 83b (NSFW)

“I needed to come somewhere and it couldn’t be in you and I wasn’t going to make it down your throat so...” He shrugged.

"And now I've got to tidy up your mess."

“Sorry babe.”

She drew the tip of her index finger across her chest before sucking it clean, a pop echoing as she finished.

He watched her and then lent down and kissed her passionately.

She moaned as his tongue explored her mouth.

“I don’t know about you but I feel much more relaxed.” He said pulling away slightly breathless.

She nodded as she attempted to finish cleaning herself up in the tiny sink, somewhat distracted by the way his hand was wandering across her naked bottom.

Charlie loved every inch of her body and was always touching it. Her body was simply amazing, so beautiful!

"We're so busted when we step through that door." She giggled.

“Yep but you know something babe?”

"What's that?" She asked as she ran the small hand towel across her breasts.

“I couldn’t care less.” He chuckled.

"Our house, our rules?"

“Exactly that.”

"Don't let the kids hear that!" She replied as she attempted to tuck her breasts back into her dress.

“Also, our sex life keeps the passion alive in our marriage, wouldn’t you agree?”

"Yes... Oh for fucks sake!" She muttered, getting frustrated with the way her breasts kept bouncing out of her dress despite her best efforts.

“Funny how we’re still just as horny as we were back then.” He gave her a hand with her breasts, helping to put them back in her dress.

"Everyone presumed that once it was all above board and no longer a dirty little secret that we'd lose interest in each other. How wrong they were!" She looked down. "I think I'll be OK so long as I don't breath too deeply!" She giggled.

“I don’t think we’ll ever lose interest in one another.” He laughed gently and pulled her towards him for another passionate kiss.

"They're gunna think you've fallen down the toilet!" She giggled as they parted.

He laughed again, “Ready to face the music, gorgeous?”

He unlocked the door and pulled Duffy out into the hall with him. Walking straight into Megan.

“You two are unbelievable.” Megan shook her head fondly.

Duffy blushed, of all the people to walk into..! At least it wasn't her mother.

“We weren’t doing anything.” Charlie replied with a smirk.

“Hmm, very suspicious sounds were coming from that bathroom. And I wasn’t born yesterday, Charlie Fairhead.”

"Its our house!" Duffy blurted out.

“I hope for both your sakes you were careful.”

"Megan!" Duffy giggled.

“I don’t think your mother and I would cope if you said you were pregnant in a few weeks time.”

“Well Megan if you must know, I....” He burst out laughing, unable to finish his sentence.

Duffy couldn't stop giggling. Though she'd only had a small glass of punch she was feeling its effects.

“And anyway, it wasn’t exactly my fault! Have you seen how gorgeous Duffy is in that outfit? I just had to show her how sexy she is.” Charlie protested.

"Be that as it may, might I suggest you release poor Josh from his predicament?" Megan replied.

“Kate’s still waffling his ears off? Poor bloke.” Charlie headed off in the direction of the kitchen.

“You were safe, weren’t you?” Megan asked Duffy quietly.

"That's my mother you're talking about!" Duffy shouted after her husband's retreating figure. She giggled as she turned back to Megan before seeing that the older woman was deadly serious. "Yes!" She rolled her eyes.

“That’s a relief.” Megan replied, “Have you been to the doctor, discussed contraception options?”

"I have an appointment next week but I really think you're overreacting. I'm going to be 47 in a matter of months." Duffy sighed.

“You and Charlie are clearly very fertile.”

"Why am I getting this lecture and not Charlie?" Duffy pouted petulantly.

“I’m not giving you a lecture, Duffy. I’m just asking if you’ve sorted out contraception.”

"We'll get it sorted." Duffy replied dismissively.

“Thank you.”

As the two women walked back through to the dining room Duffy's eyes landed on Maggie who was attempting to make conversation with a very uninterested looking Charlie. "She really needs to get the hint!" Duffy muttered darkly.

“I understand why you might be jealous of her. But I don’t think you’ve got any reason to worry, pet.”

"She tried to seduce him. It led to me and her having a slight disagreement."

Megan frowned, “She did what? Charlie didn’t take her up on her offer, did he? I’ll give him a clip around the ear if I find out he’s been cheating!”

"He told her to get lost. Then came straight home and told me about it as we've sworn not to have any more secrets from each other."

“Good. I’d be very disappointed with him if he hadn’t had told you.” Megan watched as Maggie placed a friendly hand on Charlie’s arm and lent forward to whisper something into his ear which made Charlie laugh.

Duffy's hands clenched into fists at the sight and she took a step towards them.

Megan placed a hand on Duffy’s arm, “Don’t.”

"You would've thought she'd of learnt her lesson the first time I smacked her but clearly not!"

“You did what?”

“Maggie, you really should stop flirting and trying to seduce me.” Charlie whispered into her ear, “It’s not going to work.”

"I lost my temper." Duffy replied sheepishly.

“I can see why.” Megan’s gaze watched Charlie as he whispered something else into Maggie’s ear and then walked away towards her and Duffy.

Duffy glared at her husband as he approached them.

“Don’t glare at me.” He pouted, his hands around her waist.

"Why were you talking to her?"

“She was talking to me.” He replied, “Do you want to know what she said that made me laugh?”

Duffy nodded reluctantly.

“She asked whether I was thinking of her when we were screwing earlier. I laughed and said she couldn’t have been further from my mind. Only person I was focused on was making my beautiful, gorgeous wife, tremble all over my cock.” He smirked as he nibbled her earlobe. “She didn’t like that. Said I was making a mistake by not taking her up on her offer. I said I don’t shag those that are desperate, it’s not a good look.”

Duffy's mouth fell open at his reply.

“Are you okay, gorgeous?” He asked.

"I just can't believe she..." Duffy giggled as she felt Charlie's hands start to roam.

Megan rolled her eyes and wandered off to get a drink, leaving them to it.

Charlie’s hand cupped Duffy's bottom, “She’s persistent.”

"She needs to take a hint." Duffy replied, turning her head slightly to level a glare at her rival before capturing Charlie's lips with her own.

Charlie chose that moment to slap her arse just as he returned the passionate kiss.

Duffy giggled against his lips, pressing herself flush against him.

Josh nudged Harry who was stood next to Maggie. "They're still worse than teenagers those two." He chuckled.

Harry laughed, “They're in love.”

Charlie’s hand began to wander near her knickers.

"They need to grow up and behave like adults. Their kids can see them." Maggie remarked bitterly.

“There’s nothing wrong with children seeing their parents been affectionate. Beth and I were affectionate all the time and it didn’t do our children any harm.” Harry answered back taking a sip of his drink.

"There's affectionate and then there's that! That's bordering on the pornographic!" Maggie complained.

Harry and Josh chuckled. “I didn’t think pornography was your kind of thing, Maggie!” Josh said.

Whilst the conversation was going on between the three of them, Charlie was planting kisses against Duffy’s shoulder, his lips moving lower.

Maggie shot the men a dirty look as Peter appeared alongside them.

"Can you pass me a beer Josh?" The teen asked.

Josh handed Peter a beer. “Don’t tell your parents.”

"Thanks." Peter took hold of the beer in his hand that also held a lit cigarette. "I think they're too busy to notice!" He chuckled.

Josh laughed, “Very busy indeed.”

Maggie shook her head. It was disgusting being so sexual in front of the children.

Peter caught the look on the older woman's face. "You must be Maggie." He smirked.

“Your father talk about me a lot does he?” She asked.

"Only that he much prefers mum." Peter laughed.

“He clearly doesn’t know what he’s missing with...” Her words were cut off as Duffy squealed loudly as Charlie slapped her arse once more.

“You were saying...?” Peter asked taking a swig of his drink.

"I'd cut your loses now Maggie." Josh suggested.

“I’m going anyway. I’ve had enough of seeing that pornographic display.” Maggie left slamming the door behind her.

Charlie had Duffy pinned against the worktop, sucking against her neck.

Peter laughed as he watched Maggie storm out. "Is it true mum slapped her?" He asked Josh.

“Yes! Have you ever tried to separate two women? Your mum’s feisty!”

"I tend to try and keep out the way when she's on one." Peter glanced over at his parents. "Speaking of which - I'm going out to the garden. I suppose it's nice that at least someone in this house is getting some tonight." He added in a grumpy mutter as he walked off.

Josh and Harry watched Charlie and Duffy for a few minutes before Josh called, “Put her down mate! You’ll do your back in.”

"What exactly are you implying Josh!" Duffy retorted with a glare over Charlie's shoulder.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” Josh sighed, “Sorry Duffy.”

Grabbing another cup of punch and a beer the pair came over to join Josh and Harry.

Charlie hit Josh in the ribs with his elbow.

Josh made a big show of rubbing his ribs.

“It didn’t hurt!” Charlie laughed. “I just don’t want her to go on a diet,” He whispered. “I’m really, really in love with her curves.”

The full realisation of the possible impact of his offhand remark caused Josh to stammer, attempting to right his mistake.

“It’s fine mate. Duffy and I won’t hold it against you.” Charlie smiled, trying to reassure his mate.

Duffy was too distracted scanning the room to pay attention to the guys' conversation.

“Look at her Josh. I don’t care about the size of her, I love her regardless. But her tits are amazing. And her hips and her arse and god... She’s gorgeous.” Charlie whispered to Josh, clearly the alcohol was having an effect on him.

"I'll admit she looks bloody good for someone who had a baby a month ago." Josh agreed.

“You best not be eyeing up my bird.” Charlie told him with a chuckle.

"Nah, lovely as she is, she's not my type."

“She gets me so horny.” Charlie replied.

"We've noticed!" Josh snorted, shaking his head. "Nah, it'd be like trying to shag my sister." He grimaced before bursting into laughter.

“I knew from the day I met her, she’d find a way of getting under my skin.” He finished his drink, “Maggie’s determined to get her claws in me, you know.”

"Yeh, what's with that?" Josh asked. "I really don't get what all these women see in you!" He teased.

“She tried to seduce me in the lift at work. I knocked her back.” Charlie sighed sadly.

"Is that why Duffy kicked off last week?"

“You heard what Maggie called her, right?”

Duffy had wandered off and been cornered on the other side of the room by her mum and Megan.

"She was getting nasty, that's why I went and got you. Then it all just seemed to kick off."

“Maggie called her a whore. That’s why Duffy slapped her. Because it brought back all those insecurities about herself.” Charlie rubbed the back of his neck. “It pisses me off.”

"How does Maggie even know about all that? It's ancient history!"

“It’s no secret that Duffy was my mistress, is it?” Charlie poured himself a large whiskey, “I don’t regret it, Josh. I know I’m supposed to but I don’t.”

"You've been married for years now. Yes things were a bit messy to start off with but that's all in the past and you should be allowed to put it behind you." Josh shrugged.

[yourmother29]

i’m gonna come find u 😉. you know my government name rn this is insane.

perfect friendship so far i say

Been on tumblr for barely a month and megan now knows my name, what i look like, where i live, and all my ofther socials

That basically sums up me and @yourmother29's friendship 😛🩷

[rosekun25]

 December 17th, 2019

Dear Tumblr diary,

I'm on my way back home from my trip. I had lots of fun.

First I went to Disneyland for a whole day. It was super busy and I was super hungry so I ate at the Jolly Holiday for Brunch. I ate the Tomato soup even though I don't like Tomato but Grandpa Walt liked it so I guess it's good enough for me. I also ate a Macaroon. It was delicious. Then I went and bought some of Sarah's ears. Sarah is the girl walking on the tight rope in the Haunted Mansion stretching room.

Sometime after that, I met Sally, We talked about how the spiders helped her do her hair in the mornings. I told her how happy I was to see her and I felt like crying but I didn't want to because everybody laughed at me for crying when I met Minnie.

Then I looked at all of the decorations. The place was super packed so I got on Jungle Cruise because the line wasn't too bad. I went to meet the Princesses I met Tiana, Snow White, and Jasmine.

I remembered to be extra nice to snow white because I called her Mary Margaret and I'm sure the spell Regina put on her made her confused so she probably didn't remember. Then I saw Jasmine and we talked about Sora for a bit and I met Tiana. I was super upset Ariel wasn't there but I talked to Tiana anyway about her dress and how we watched her movie on Thanksgiving.

Then I went to meet Sinterklaas. I was so sick of sitting in line but Pooh's corner was adorable. My favorites were the pooh and piglet snowman. I met Sinterklaas. I wanted to ask him for an Aerith figure for Christmas but he seemed busy. He signed my name on my Autograph and we took pictures.

After that, I went to a small world Holiday. I got the best spot. I was watching the parade and waiting in line. Anna and Elsa waved at me!!! It felt so great!!!

I got on its a small world and had a great time. I thought it was so beautiful and took tons of pictures!

After that, I went to meet Minnie but she was tired so I went to see Mickey instead. I met him asked about Sora and he did motion like he was waving a keyblade!!! In between all the hustle and bustle, I lost my wallet. I was kind of scared.

But since I lost my wallet I ended up looking at its a small world. Since I was there at precisely the right time I got to see the whole place lit up. It was beautiful! 

I met up with my friend Megan and her friend Kevin. My first internet friends!!!! They were super cool. I was scared I wouldn't have a place to stay since I hadn't checked in but Megan offered her hotel room. I was scared of staying with a person I didn't know but it was better than being homeless. The line for Galaxy's edge was super long. But halfway through somebody had turned in my wallet!!!

Anyway, we went on Galaxy's edge and got to be pilots! I felt a lot better after that. We talked about the haunted mansion and how cool everything was. Megan talked to her cast member friends and we got to go for Haunted mansion Holiday without waiting in line! I had so much fun!!

Megan and Kevin showed me some cool backstage stuff like where they dock the boats for Jungle Cruise, backstage of the Haunted Mansion where they park the doom buggies. They also showed me the entrance to Walt’s apartment. 

Also, Kevin was cool enough to let me use his employee discount on stuff. By the way, just in case there are any snitches here. Kevin and Megan aren't their real names. We rode Pirates of the Caribbean. Kevin wanted to go to Olga's but it was packed. So we ended up going to Jolly Holiday for Hot Cocoa. Kevin bought it for us  and then it was time to go home.

Kevin wanted to make sure we all got home safe so he walked me to my hotel and then he walked Megan to her Hotel. 

I took a shower and went straight to bed. 

The next morning I woke up and got dressed. I ate a free Hotel breakfast and rode to the bus station so I could make it to Hollywood. I caught the bus and it was delayed. But I didn't mind. I arrived at the station and stopped at a tropical fish store to talk to the owner about fishes. I pretended I had business there because the sign said no loitering. 

I went to Starbucks and used my reward on a Peppermint cake pop and some tea. I talked to some lady about Homeless youth and the barista about Kingdom Hearts. After that, I went to my hotel. 

I checked in and hung out for a little bit. I also went to the front desk and got free toiletries. I pretended my bag got lost so I could get free stuff. 

I went to Denny's and ate some lunch before heading back to the hotel. I ordered a small sirloin with french fries and broccoli and some chicken soup. The waitress practically ignored me the entire time I was there and they threw away my food while I was in the bathroom but luckily I was mostly finished. 

I told the manager to give her my change as a tip but I think he kept it for himself. 

After that, I got ready for Frozen. I had forgotten my leggings so I knew it was going to be cold. I headed to the museum of death in my very first uber pool! 

I was talking to the guy he had said he had totaled his car in an accident I told him I was glad he was okay and we talked about how my coworker had gotten into a similar accident.

We arrived at the museum of death and I got a student discount so instead of paying 17 dollars I paid 15. I was sad to see that they had retired the turtles because I had really wanted to see them. 

I spent most of my time in the mansion room. It was so fascinating. I couldn't read any of the letters because they had such messy writing. I was very fascinated with the victorian burial rituals and all of the actual artifacts. 

I also realized that we all look exactly the same underneath our clothing. 

Another room I spent a bit of time in was Heaven’s Gate Cult room. I only knew about them because of Family Guy. 

I got a cool button. 

Anyway, after I left the museum of death I went to walk to the theatre to see Frozen. It was really really cold so I stopped at the Funko museum for a minute. I took tons of pictures and had a great time! I didn't buy any souvenirs because I didn't see anything I really liked. 

Frozen was amazing. I had trouble finding my seat but eventually, I found it. I wish I could have sat closer to the middle but it is what it is. 

The theater was freezing. I wonder if they did that on purpose. 

Anyway, I met this nice older couple. The woman offered me her jacket because I was cold but I said I was okay. I was wearing a purple dress with my black jacket and my sparkly flats. I was sitting next to this other girl and her mum I think. 

I like to remember Who I sat with. Like when I saw Anastasia I sat next to a couple kids my age who had seen the movie when they were younger. I sat next to the same-sex couple and they were adorable. I sat next to this girl who gave me chocolate and I was really happy because I had wanted to eat chocolate because Anastasia Romanov ate chocolate when she went to the theatre but the Ghiradelli store was closed lol. 

Anyway back to Frozen. 

They had a little bit of Frozen 2 in the broadway musical. one of my favorite lines was when Anna and Elsa’s mom said “I’m a child of the north mountains” and Kristoff’s mom said “And now you’re a queen? Good for you!!!” 

I liked how Kristoff and Anna had a song together. I didn't like how I was told there was a “Do you wanna build a snowman reprise” but I didn't see one. My favorite was def Let it go. Her costume was so beautiful.  I liked how they made it rain confetti in the theatre. Disneyland made it snow which I thought was super cool. Sadly I didn't see any fireworks while I was at Disney.

After frozen  I went to eat at In and out and they didn't have sweet tea :( So I ate and talked to this lady about theatre and these kids about the concert they went to. I ate about two hamburgers because I knew I couldn't take home any leftovers. 

I watched the new episode of Rick and Morty and I went to sleep. The bed was super nice and comfortable. I didn't feel very good so I didn't eat that much. I wanted Waffles but I had muffins instead. I ate it and went to the greyhound station. The bus was delayed and I wish I would have known it was more delayed than usual because I would have gotten more Starbucks. 

The bus station never opened. We had to wait for the bus with no idea when it was going to show up. I was kind of upset because I also needed to use the bathroom. I eventually got to the station. The driver said my bus was getting ready to leave so I just ran into line. They had us waiting for like twenty minutes so I had some lady watch my stuff when I went to the bathroom.

I got on the bus and made it to Disneyland. I saw the Hooter’s everyone in my family used to talk about. 

I made it to Disney locked my stuff in the locker at the hotel and ran to meet Jack and Sally. I waited in line for about twenty minutes before I saw them. I was so happy to meet them. We talked about Sora and about how the spiders might be able to help Sally have curly hair like mine if they were dancing. 

Jack and Sally said that it would have been a wonderful image. We talked a little bit more and I said goodbye and they signed my book. I bought a lovely pin to commemorate our first meeting.

After that, I went and got a Macaroon at The Jolly Holiday. It was my first mobile order and I ate it because I was ever so hungry. 

Then I met the princesses. Man, I was so sick of waiting in line. I met snow white again and I met  Cinderella and We talked about the ice on the castle and how we were worried about Princess Aurora being cold. But I said Elsa’s ice powers must have made it so she would have the ice but she wouldn't be cold. 

I met Ariel, I wanted to do a short video of singing swim this way with her but she said she was saving her voice so I sang a little bit of it with her. As per usual I asked about Melody and Prince Eric and she said they were doing fine. I said my goodbyes to her and went to meet Princess Aurora. 

I had to wait in another line but I didn't mind.  I met Aurora and asked if she was cold in her castle. 

I met Tinkerbell and asked if she knew Sora. She said no but mentioned he looked familiar. I said she might have met his brother Roxas lol. We talked about Terrance and she told me about her jacket. She mentioned her sister Periwinkle and I really wanted to say “You don't have a sister.” But I didn't want to get her in trouble. 

After I met Tinkerbell I left Disneyland and went to California adventure to see if I could meet Anna and Elsa. I went to the animation studios and met Anna and Elsa after waiting in another huge line. 

I asked if they knew Sora and they said they hadn't. Which again kind of sucked because FROZEN WAS IN KINGDOM HEARTS 3. I told them I thought their outfits were beautiful I asked Elsa if she knew Jack Frost. Another no, but he sounded familiar. 

After that, I went to the Beast’s library. I had never done that before and I was so happy I got to go!!! I took a little quiz and it told me I was most like Belle.  I went to look for Anna and Elsa pins but I didn't like any of the ones they had. I went on the Little Mermaid ride because I wanted to ride it once. After that I was getting super grumpy because I was hungry so I went and ate some ramen at the lucky fortune cookie.  

The ramen was not as good as it could have been. But it was filling. I talked to a guy about where to get Hot Cocoa and he told me Ghiradelli square. I bought hot cocoa and a few chocolate squares. They wanted almost three dollars for four squares of chocolate! So I helped my self to at least four of their free samples. 

I walked around with my hot cocoa and saw most of the Christmas lights. Man, I thought they were so beautiful. I ended up getting on radiator springs racers. since the line was short. Then I went on mater’s Jingle Jam. That was fun. After that, I walked back to Disneyland. 

I wanted to Meet Minnie but she was busy so I bought a rice Krispy and when I came back she was there. I took a few photos with her and then one with Pluto. Then I rode Snow White and Alice in wonderland. After that, I rode Pirates of the Carribean. I wanted to see if I could get on Haunted Mansion Holiday again but I knew I had to leave. It kind of sucked because they announced that the fireworks had been canceled so all the normies were leaving. 

The trip was kind of sad because I didn't get to go on many of my favorite rides :( Next time I’m getting fast passes. 

I did leave a little late and I showed up as the bus was there. Luckily I caught it. But next time I’m leaving in the morning.  

Well, we just stopped at Mcdonalds and I’m sharing fries with the lady who shared funyons with me.

I’ll talk to you guys later!

-Rosemary <><