#my girl has some very personal beef with mac

[jellicle-shifters-au]

macavity: *exists*

garbo: and i took that personally

[ep2nd]

I really hope Macaria gets her own Hades game, and if not here's some of my ideas

It's like the opposite of Hades 1

Mac has long brown hair that kinda looks like Persephones hairdo pre-underworld, yellow and white based clothes, two green eyes, and oh yeah white wings, all weapons kinda float on her back. Very nice, kind, and sweet. More of Hallyday, joyous, flowers and rainbow vibe game

Mac is trapped on the mortal world, raised by Persephone, because that curse is like the opposite for her, she can't live in the underworld, lives in Persephones old farm

Trained by Chiron, taking Skelemesus(how do you spell??) Role. Also Triptolemus is here, mortal turned God by Demeter during Persephones disappearance, and Cyrene, amazing Hunter and Shepherd princess/queen turned Naiad, lover of Apollo and Ares too

Plot: The Primordal gods and Titans are awaking, aka they were all, mostly, asleep before this and will wake up and choose violence

Mainly Gaia, who's upset about the Titan things. The Olympians can't help cause they gotta deal with Typhon, so Mac gets help from minor gods and some Titans- Hebe, fun cus, Asclepius, bless his soul, Triton, nervous cus, Iris, gossip girl/hermes job, Nike, probably challenges you like Nem in Hades 2, Tyche, the IDK, Eros, seductive but is married(put shoulerd guards because of THE INCIDENT), Psyche, distant, loss vibe, but a sweetheart, Aeolus, laying down on a couch looking cloud, baby girl, Prometheus, holds tourch thats all I ask for, Themis, blindfold looking straight at you with hands on sword in the ground, stoic.... probably others, comment below

For Nyx kids this time around, basically everyone's who left, but primarily Phil(Philotes) Friendship Incarnate, the bestie who's like Hypnos, never met him though, she doesn't hang out with her other family, except Hemera! Also here, like the opposite Nyx, kinda duh Day Incarnate, also you wake Aither, Light Incarnate, same vibe as giddy Hypnos kinda. But then gets the worst Nyx kids, Oizys, Distress Incarnate, pessimism pro, Momus, Satire Incarnate, ridicules you for everything, the worse, more annoying Hypnos greeter, Dolos and Apate, Fraud and Deceit Incarnate, makes your job harder and kills you half the time, Geras, grumpy old man, anddddd Achlys, Misery Incarnate, who I make Nyx AND Erebus kid because the Chaos and Nyx kid might be too weird... also Asleep Primordal... but awakes, very much like Charon, they are best friends, enemies, and closest siblings, both taught by Erebus and hisses/growls to speak, also will kill you UNLESSS you offer her stuff, dumb enough to fight Charon... but he's also dumb enough to fight her so...

Also Erebus is here, who I like to say is all their dad because I love him, defiantly loving father who's been denied fatherhood too many times

Wake during the fight with Tartarus, who also wakes. They have beef. Fought each other and put eachother to sleep, on the day Eris was born, when the Twins were barely a year old(the order is different for reasons). Basically Erebus is gonna visist his entire family, also favors Charon because he's the first kid who he could ACTUALLY RAISE- looks at Hemera, Aither, and the Fates- let's not talk about Moros, Nemesis, Geras, Phil, Hypnos, Than, Eris, and Momus

Also others you awake- Oceanus, Pontus, Ananke, Astreaus, Uranus(maybe), Gaia, and other primordals/Titans prob, comment below for ideas

Other characters: Hippolytus, hates his dad(Theseus) loves Artemis(as in a Motherly figure/best friend, depending on how you see em) also loves his actually mom, Jason and Perseus hanging out together(congrats if ya got that reference), Atalanta, challenge you in everything and likes to berate Jason, Hippolyta, hates her Ex loves her son, Otrera, person you fight because why not?, Keto(Ceto) goddess of Sea Monsters, person you fight because I want that design, Midas, like takes Charons job for most of the game, also Pasithea, with children, help her get to Hypnos, others I don't know GIVE IDEAS

Weapons: main Scythe, because yes, at one point gets dual Swords, one is Aspect of Erebus, because yes, throwing knives, Aspect of Oizys, idk feels right, some type of spear thing, Aspect of Iris and Nike for those, whip? Aspect of Megeara because I'm funny, shields, either Aspect of Heracles or Achlys, and one for Perseus and Athena, mirror shield plus Medusa head one, Hammer/Mace, a Hypnos Ascpet it's funny guys, probably Momus too, and I don't know... that's all I got

For Romance options, I feel like Phil because she's very like Mac, Oizys for that Nemesis/Melinoe type, maybe an Iris one? She shows up in person eventually after you get her fountain, and if you wanna be REALLY funny, Meg or Than depending what ya chose for the first game

Finally, you get a big quest known as Phil's Tea Party, basically everytime you god a minor god or Nyx kid to join her Tea Party, at the end get the whole family, please, Phil loves her family despite them not loving her

AND THATS IT???

I don't know, love to hear ideas

[frostythievery]

I've been hanging onto these for a long while and I've been so very excited to share them! I've been slowly writing my own infection au, while trying to figure out writing for personalities and conflicts, to better understand them myself, but I'll try to keep key points intact for each character!

I'm also going to be practicing poses, expressions, and body-types in a cartoonish style! I will be doing new things occasionally, in colors, always, as an artist. I don't know how well it will transverse from screen to screen on devices!

I'm still very in love with all these AUs, and wish people would share with me! Reblog, go wild in your tags, I will read! Please, interact!

To also provoke questions: Facts about my characters! ; A read more.

All of the CMC have some form of muscle built for/from various needs and reasons! Their body types pull into this just as much!

Scootaloo is the tallest and slimmest. Sweetie is chubby and shortest of them. Bloom just works very hard to keep her beef, more on that later! They're always running around, doing strong things as fillies!

Ack! There's reasoning for Sweetie to be lacking the CMC! As she travels to Canterlot more often with Rarity for Trips, though of course that means she's working for the CMC there too. She's just busy running supplies runs and running the shop, while promoting newer teen clothing.

Sweetie has a single scar from their misadventures as young fillies, which makes Rarity fret to no end. First time she saw it, she screamed, but she understands the trouble thanks to her own journey. Belle also understands her sisters worry, but she feels stronger with it. She's also glad to be matching Applebloom.

Which is great, because Scoots and Bloom have matching eyebrow scars too. They all chat about the stories behind them too.

AB gets hers from all the work she does from working and disciplining herself between The Orchard with Jack and Bic Mac or Pinkie Pie and the Sugarcube Corner. Her spirit boils to hard work, and her will is rock solid in that motif/lifestyle. She gets 6, sometimes 7 if she's lucky, hours of sleep with a strict bedtime.

Scootaloo is still a little sleazy in working, and is slowly working the courage to ask Applebloom about that life style motivation junk. She's been trying to since before her flight exam. In this RF AU, she passes her test. A genetic defect in her wings made them too small to functionally fly, but she can glide in average lengths for functional Pegasi wings. With this information, RD had taken it into account that some Disabled Pegasi can get smaller jobs inside the facility as messengers, with hopes to give Scootaloo a position (Unbeknownst to her little sister.) This implemented a course for Disabled Pegasi.

EDITING ONE TIME, because I forgot to talk more on the Ochard and Baking thing!

Applebloom is absolutely capable of rocking someone's shit cause Pinkie has her doing rough and hard labor! She's always moving ovens, reorganizing, sharpening, and cleaning items! A constant move over there!

And when she's home on her Sister's Farm, she's bucking every tree in sight until her fur is tufts of drying sweat at the end of the day.

She's also going back and forth on CMC involved Missions with Scootaloo, since she views her Cutie Mark as her work and all, a lives goal, Girl's got plans and schedule!

I believe that's all I'll share for now! I will be thinking and mulling over on everything in my head, but the process is admittedly a slow one that I want to put care into. My mental health often times affects my motivation which results in horrid burn out, only recently I've been giving myself art breaks I'm hoping talking with the fandom and engaging will help me feel better about doing all this work myself! (It is a rough, rewarding endeavor!)

[the-good-bad-truth]

Last month, I did a post on the PR relationship of Mgk and Megan Fox. It was a really long post because there was a lot to cover. The problem is I felt I couldn’t really talk about them as Individuals and the hate and struggles each of them separately face. Today, I will be looking at Mgk and how he is constantly hated on and I want to see if it’s deserved or if people are just haters. I will be doing the same for his twin flame. Let me give you guys a brief Introduction on him and his career. He was raised in Cleveland, Ohio and lived with his aunt and father, who struggled with alcohol. His mother left his father and practically abandoned him when he was like 9. After that he would get into trouble through drugs, when he was like 11 and would be bullied. This caused him to have a strained bond w/his father and when he was like 18 he ended up moving in with his friend, Slim to help him produce a rap career. He says he would be bullied and get beat up for being a white rapper but it just made him want to work even harder. He also had to start working because he had a daughter named Cassie, who he is really close with but she lives in Ohio w/her mom. Eventually, he was signed to Bad Boy records(now also Interscope records) and would always be on tour whether in Europe, south America, or warped tour. Overall he has released 6 albums and 6 eps/mixtapes, w/ TTMD and Mainstream Sellout being his biggest albums. I think if I had to pinpoint when the mgk hate train started, I would say it would have to have been in 2018. This is when that whole Eminem beef started after Em dissed him and Mgk responded w/rap devil. As I was doing my digging about this beef it said Em was being sent a secret diss that mgk did on a song where he says “you rap your not gods” and then also tweeted it out. I think that Em dissed mgk because of a tweet where he said that Em's daughter was hot in 2012. She was 16 and mgk was 21, but he says that he didn’t know how old she was. I kind of will excuse him for that, although he probably shouldn’t have talked about someone’s daughter no matter her age. At the same time, Eminem always comes for people so, he shouldn’t be to upset when people say things about him or personal life.  Anyways, what I don’t understand about this beef is how many people were upset that mgk dissed em back after em released “Killshot”. Idk if because I’m not really knowledgeable in rap beefs/community but if someone disses you, no matter who that person is shouldn’t you diss back and defend yourself? At the end of day, this beef happened like 4 yrs ago and Em still kind of mentions mgk in his songs, but I think that both sides should just let it go and stop hating on mgk. Like it would be a movie trailer that mgk is starring in and people will be like “Eminem is the goat”. It’s like move on because if you have to comment every time mgk is mentioned at Em won, then did he really? The next time Mgk was really getting hate was when he decided to dive deeper into a more pop-punk sound. I agree that some of the songs aren’t really that good but they aren’t terrible, they are just very generic and repetitive. I also don’t think he is necessarily saving rock but he is helping it become more popular. Think about it, music isn’t shared or sold as it once did where you had to sell through Cds. Now, it’s more through social media, especially with tiktok. I think Mgk knows this and that’s why he makes the songs sound more fun, easy to learn (lyric and instrument wise), and something young people will actually want to pay to listen to. I also somewhat agree when people say that he is profiting or romanticizing toxic topics and the Goth/emo community.( Megan fox isn’t an emo girl or Goth.) However, how is that any different to when rock bands will sexualize women or talk about death and drugs, he’s just doing it with a fun guitar melody. Another thing is people say he is trying to copy Mac Miller or Lil Peep all because he dyed his hair pink and talks about his struggle with depression and drugs. I think it was last year, he went on a podcast where his words were taken out of context like they usually are. He was talking about how he went on warped tour and he saw the bands were wearing comfortable shoes. After that clip was released, bands were coming out and saying how he was disrespectful and that they would sleep in vans, practically starve and he doesn’t know what that feels like cuz he’s rich. The thing is Mgk was at Warped tour, he also struggled and he’s always had a rock edge to him. I think that they didn’t understand what he was saying, he wasn’t dissing the rock community or the bands that actually work hard. He was talking about how the idea of a “rockstar” has gone stale and that bands don’t know how to balance being talented/relatable while also knowing how to put on a show and make rock fun. In a way, he was saying what the older rock bands were saying but when he says it he’s an idiot. One person who misunderstood this was Slipknot's frontman, Corey Taylor. To look at this “feud”, let’s go to where it started. When Mgk was working on TTMD, Travis and him wanted Corey to do vocals on the song, “Can’t look back”. Corey agreed and did the vocals but Mgk had some notes for Corey. I think that Corey got defensive because he probably felt that Mgk was criticizing him when all Mgk wanted was to have HIS song to sound the best it could. Corey ended up backing out and I guess later Corey saw the small already misinterpreted clip of comfortable shoes and decided then in an interview basically called Mgk a poser. Here’s the thing about Corey and how the Rock media likes to treat him where there are so many thumbnails where they always ask Corey what he thinks of new music, topics, rock’s future etc. I think that this is the media’s and fan’s fault because they like to make things a bigger deal than they are. Anyways, Mgk defended himself  and called Slipknot “50 year old dudes in weird masks”. I guess slipknot fans got upset and then Corey posted the emails, but by then Mgk was already annoyed that he responded with insults. This only made it worse for mgk and people started bringing up the em stuff again. I also think that Corey’s reasoning was that he was defending rock music and only did it because of what mgk said about comfortable shoes. Another funny thing is that Corey said that mgk failed and switched genres but didn’t Corey try to rap in this one country/rock song. Look it up, it's called “Live the madness” with Moonshine Bandits,(It also sounds a lot like mgk’s song w/Kid Rock called “Bad MotherFucker) but that could just be me, go find it and judge for yourselves. Overall, people like to hate on Mgk for everything and they will stop at nothing. This might just be to cancel culture, but they like to dig up old 2012 tweets of Mgk and call him a creep and racist. I don’t think he is, although he probably should have just kept those tweets to himself and they were really stupid things for him to say. Idk if people know that in 2020, Mgk was in the streets protesting, handing out water & snacks and said that if any fan of his didn't agree that people should be treated fairly regardless of skin color then they should stop listening to his music and he wouldn’t care. I think recently he said that he’s going to move forward and create a diff sound for rap/hip hop but people think he’s quitting rock. I think it’s because people don’t understand that you can do more than one genre and combine genres. Overall, I feel that he’s misunderstood and is a constantly punching bag for the media. With his relationship w/Megan, it helps him getting praise but it’s fake because once they break up people are going to clown and hate on him. He is being called toxic for the things she chooses to say and his music and work are being constantly overshadowed by the hate and his relationship.

[maybe-your-left]

clyde x kylo go nondairy for the new year.... who hates it more? that’s between me and my diary 👀🤭

spoiler alert: @finn-ray-nal-beads and i have gone dairy free & vegan for the month of january! so why not make the besties do it to?

You had stood in front of the fridge for 30 minutes now and your headache was now forming into a migraine. Clydes doctor told him he had to watch his food intake, saying he had high blood pressure and cholesterol levels. Which wasn’t a shock, he ate literally anything and everything he could.

One time you tricked him into eating a sponge, he wasn’t paying attention and you wanted to test his ability to multitask. He sadly had three bites before noticing it wasn’t a sandwich.

“Why does everthin’ got dairy in it?”

“I don’t know sweetie,” you mumbled from the floor. You had a notebook in hand, writing down each item that you needed to replace with a healthier option. You were excited about the change, the girls would eat better and Clyde would get some much needed nutrition. Not that he wasn’t fit, but he was a southern man... you were 99% sure his favorite food was butter.

It was devastating for him to find out that it had dairy.

“Do we have t’ get rid of it all?” He whined, “How bout we jus’ stock it in the outside fridge, no use thrown away good food.”

“You’re just gonna eat it when we all go to sleep,” you huffed, “Dont think I can’t hear you waking up in the middle of the night to grab a ‘glass of water’.”

“Yer killin’ me darlin’,” Clyde set out the ice cream, staring at it with a lustful gaze. You were sure in that moment he was about to break. Attack the carton like he was the last man on earth and it was his only food.

“Come on,” you made grabby hands at him, “Help me up, we have shopping to do.”

———

Boone county wasn’t the best place for health food shopping, their idea of plant based and dairy free was a small shelf of almond milk and old yogurts. You were frustrated by the third store and Clyde was minutes away from abandoning you on the side of the road to get a Big Mac.

“Lemme make a call real quick,” you mumbled. If anyone knew where to shop for ‘healthy foods’ it was Kylo. That man was the epitome of clean living, everything he ate was homemade (by the staff he hired), balanced proportions, veggies, breads, lean beef and sometimes the occasion vegan meal when he feels like it.

The man has his own juicer for godssake, he would know where to find some Oat Milk.

“Hello gorgeous,” he mused through the phone, “You were just the person I wanted to talk to. Miss me already?”

“Ren yer on speaker,” Clyde hollared, a deep smirk coloring his face while he glared at you. It had been a few weeks since your ‘arrangement’ with Kylo... it was new and still slightly uncomfortable.

But it was just sex, well for you anyway. And your husband was always present.

Either apart of it or watching for a chair, Clyde was very into the idea of Kylo fucking you numb every Thursday night (kids aren’t home, Junior is with his aunt).

“How can I help you both,” Kylo laughed through the speaker. You could tell he was busy doing something, the sound of his ear moving on his phone was obvious. He was probably working, holding it between his shoulder and face.

“We’re tryin’ t’ find a store that sells that dairy-free junk.”

“Why?”

“Because Clydes doctor scolded him like a child for eating like a black bear,” you sighed.

“Hey,” Clyde grumbled, “If I’m gonna be a bear, might as well be a Grizzly.”

“Whatever,” Kylo mumbled, “Come to my house, you can browse through the walk in. I have all the health foods delivered since this place is hillbilly hell.”

———

Kylo was waiting at the door, greeting you with a kiss and a firm handshake for Clyde. The two of them started to wander off to the living room, some stupid fight was on tonight and they were arranging what house would be better for getting plastered at.

You skipped to the walk in, Kylos house really had everything. A shiny gourmet kitchen, complete with a pantry that was larger than your master bedroom and a walk in mini grocery store. You grabbed a bag and started shuffling through the stock, falling into your own little world.

Just as you were reaching for something on the top shelf, a hard body pressed against you. “If you needed help,” Kylo reached above you, “You could’ve asked for me.” He started placing rough kisses on the shell of your ear, setting the box of tofu into your bag before latching his hands around your waist. Kylo rocked his hips into your supple ass, pushing you against the wired shelving.

“I had the most lovely dream about you last night, had to fuck myself twice when I woke up.”

“Oh,” you whispered, rocking back into him. The hard curve of his cock pressing into you. Kylo was always hard, just like Clyde. Always ready to leave you wet and undeniably full.

“So,” he brought his cheek against your own, his cold hands snaking under your shirt to squeeze your soft breasts. Pulling a whine from your throat as he pinched your nipples through the fabric, “Am I going dairy free too?”

“Why would you do that?”

“You swallow my cum, that would be cheating if I wasn’t on the same diet as your husband.”

The walk in door opened and shut again, you rotated your face around and smiled at Clyde. He stood there staring at the two of you, his arms crossed as he shook his head.

“Sunshine,” he cooed as he got closer, pressing his lips to your own. You chased his as he pulled away, the only thing stopping you was Kylos death grip.

“If we gotta give up some thin’ for the month... maybe y’ should too...”

“Uh-huh,” you whined, Kylos right hand was now sliding under your waistband. Cupping your sex with his palm while your husband watched in thought. Kylo rubbed his fingers through your folds, gathering wetness on his middle finger before skimming your clit. “What do you want me to give up Daddy?”

Clyde hummed, pressed his front into the side of your body. Kylo shifted so he was on the opposite side, allowing Clyde to palm your ass through your pants.

“Maybe we won’t let y’ cum for a month.”

———

🐻 big daddy is king

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[itsadamcole]

you’re not broken

fem!reader x kyle o’reilly

reader and Kyle go back to reader’s home in Philadelphia for Christmas. little does Kyle know that reader’s mother isn’t the nicest person .... “i promise you that you’re not broken”

word count: 2.5k+

warnings: angst, mentions of death / plane crash, verbal assault, fluff

— day 3 in a row ... out of (hopefully) 25 —

masterlist || request an imagine here

part 2

***

You smile as you walk up to the front door of your childhood home. Your boyfriend's hand in yours. You hope to God that your parents and siblings will be nice to you. Maybe because Kyle is here then they might.

Christmas at home hasn't been the same since your older sister's plane crash. It's been two years but since the year after she died, your family hasn't been treating you like they used to. They've started comparing you to your sister that passed, telling you that you'll never be like she was, telling you that you'll never achieve the same success that she did in WWE.

It hasn't been the same since she died. You miss your sister. You were best friends and tag partners. She was so understanding when Kyle asked you to join the Undisputed Era and was so supportive when you had a storyline against her after you joined the Undisputed Era.

Kyle knows about some of what your family has said to you, but he doesn't know about what they've said about you and comparing you to your sister.

Speaking of Kyle, he senses you're nervous even though you have a smile on your face. He tightens his grip on your hand and he says, "Relax, Y/N. If they say something to you then I'll make sure to say something back to them. No one hurts my girl without consequences."

You look up at Kyle and say, "You're the best." You smile.

Kyle smiles down at you and pecks your lips before you knock on the door.

There is shuffling behind the door as you smooth out the front of your dark red dress and move closer to Kyle.

Your younger sister, who is thirteen years old, answers the door. "Y/N! You're here!" she says happily.

"Hey, shortie," you say, laughing. "You're not exactly short anymore, are you. You're almost as tall as me. Have you grown since I last saw you?"

She giggles and says, "It's been a little bit since you've seen me, Y/N. Come home more often." Her giggles stop and she starts to pout.

You hug your younger sister and say, "I would love to come home but I have a title to defend." You look at Kyle. He smiles at you.

Ever since your parents changed their attitude toward you, you've stayed away from Philadelphia. You've been staying with Kyle in Orlando to be close to the Performance Center and Full Sail. You haven't been back home since July and it's now December. Your sister turned thirteen in the time you've been away.

"I know," your younger sister says. "I just miss you."

You kiss the side of your sister's head and say, "I miss you too. You can always come down to Florida. I'll even buy you a plane ticket if you want to come visit. Maybe get Y/B/N to come with you since he's 18."

Your older sister was almost 30 when she died. You're 28. There's a ten year difference between you and your brother and your youngest sister is 13.

Y/S/N says, "If Mom and Dad will let me go. They've been strict since the accident and they won't even let us get on a plane."

"I'll talk to them tonight," you say. "Maybe you guys can come spend New Years with Kyle and I."

Kyle nods and says, "The boys will be there too with their girlfriends and wives but we'd love to have you come down, Y/S/N."

She smiles and says, "Yay." Your sister skips inside the house and you sigh, looking up at Kyle.

"Are you naturally that good with kids or what?" you ask.

Kyle laughs and says, "Naturally that good."

You smile and reach up, pressing a kiss to Kyle's lips. You walk into the house holding Kyle's hand.

"Mom!" you call. "I'm here!"

Your mom says, "In the kitchen, sweetheart!" You walk into the large kitchen. You're greeted with the smell of roast beef as soon as you walk into the kitchen.

Y/B/N sits at the kitchen island with Y/S/N and they're playing something on Y/B/N computer. You run up behind your brother and attack him with a hug from behind. "Hey, baby bro," you say.

"Jesus, Y/N," he gasps. "You scared me and I'm trying to win as imposter."

That's when you realize he's playing Among Us. You see his name in red. "Ooh," you giggle. "Let me in at some point tonight. I wanna kick you ass."

You, Kyle, and your siblings laugh. You mother scolds, "Y/N! Language please."

"Ass isn't a bad word, mother," you sigh. "Relax."

Kyle looks at you then looks at your mom, who says, "You know such language is not allowed in this house."

You roll your eyes and say to your brother, "I'll play after dinner, if I'm still here."

Your brother nods and you take Kyle's hand, leaving the kitchen and walking into the living room. Your dad sits on the couch with wrestling on the TV.

"Hi, daddy," you smile, kissing the top of his head. "What are you watching?"

Your dad smiles and say, "Hi, pumpkin. I'm watching one of Shawn Michaels' old matches."

You sit beside your dad and Kyle sits beside you. "Nice to see you again, Mr. L/N," Kyle says.

"You too, Kyle," your dad says. "Is there a match the two of you would like to watch?"

Kyle says, "How about Randy Orton versus Drew McIntyre at Hell in a Cell? That match was amazing."

You dad says, "I agree. It's such a good match." He puts it on. "You have good taste in matches, Kyle."

He laughs and says, "Y/N and I have very similar taste in matches. We both like the matches that involve cells or weapons. Y/N likes tables."

"They're the worst to go through in real life but it's fun to watch other people go through them," you say.

Your dad laughs and says, "Your sister liked table matches too. She said the same thing. They were a pain to go through but she loved watching them."

Your mood tanks at the mention of your sister. Kyle notices this and takes your hand. You rest your head on his shoulder and watch Drew lose his title to Randy.

It's close to twenty minutes later before your mother calls, "Dinner!"

Your dad gets up, walking to the dining room. You look up at Kyle and you say, "Whatever they say, either ignore it or just let me handle it, okay?"

Kyle says, "I'm jumping in if it looks like you need help. I'm serious."

You nod and walk into the dining room with Kyle. Your mother is serving your father dinner. A lot sits out on the large table. A plate with cut up roast beef, corn sits in a bowl, mashed potatoes right next to the corn, biscuits, green beans, and a bowl of mac n' cheese all sit on the table.

You help yourself to some mac n' cheese and say, "Dinner looks amazing, Mom."

"Thank you, Y/N," she says. Her voice is cold. Obviously she's still mad about you saying the word 'ass' in front of her.

Kyle grabs some roast beef and takes a bit. "Mhm," he hums. "This is the best roast beef I've had in a long time."

You smile and say, "Mom slow roasts it in the oven. It takes all day but so worth it." Kyle smiles and takes another bite.

Y/S/N says, "Mom, can Y/B/N and I spend New Years in Florida with Y/N and Kyle?"

Mom looks at you then at your sister before asking, "How do you plan on getting back here, Y/S/N?"

You look at your mom and say, "I can accompany them back. Kyle and I leave in two days to go back to Orlando so we can just book Y/S/N and Y/B/N seats on the same flight as Kyle and I."

"Please, Mom?" your sister pleads.

"Yeah, please?" your brother chimes in.

Your mom looks at your siblings and says, "You both know how I feel about planes. They crash."

Your sister gets a sad look on her face and you say, "It's very rare, Mom. I've flown plenty of times."

"You were supposed to be on the flight that Y/OS/N was on," your mother snaps. "You realize that, right?"

A pang of hurt hits you in the chest and you say, "I'm well aware but it's not my fault that the plane crashed, Mom."

Your mother looks at you from across the table and says, "It should've been you on that plane, Y/N. Instead it was your sister, who actually made this family proud."

Kyle says, "Woah, okay. Mrs. L/N, that's not fair on Y/N's part. She had no idea that the plane would crash."

Tears well up in your eyes and you say, "I make this family proud too, Mom. I've held tag titles, I currently hold the only women's singles title in NXT. I'm in a group that has made history in NXT. I've made history with Y/OS/N as longest reigning and most reigns as WWE Women's Tag Team champion."

Your mother says, "Your sister held the Raw Women's title for a record breaking 450 days. How long have you held the NXT Women's title for?"

"348 days, and counting," you spit at her. "I'm only behind her by 100 days, which I plan on breaking. Then I plan on breaking Asuka's longest reign of 510 days just to prove to you that I can do every fucking thing that Y/OS/N did!"

Your mother's eyes widen and she says, "Curse one more time in my house and you will never be allowed back in."

You stare at her and say, "Fine. Fuck you, Mom. Fuck you for ever comparing me to Y/OS/N and fuck you for never being proud of me even though I've achieved the same success as she did." You look at your siblings. "Go upstairs and pack a suitcase. I'm taking you two with me."

They nod and run upstairs. You slam your silverware down on the table and you stand up. Your mother says, "That is not how you talk to your mother, Y/N."

You cry, "You have not been my mother since my sister died. Not the way that you've been treating me."

As you walk away, you hear Kyle say, "She's grieving too. She knows that it should have been her too, and she'll carry that with her for the rest of her life. She doesn't need her mother of all people telling her that it should've been her in the plane instead of Y/OS/N. Her sister was her best friend and she lost a lot that day too."

Your sister and brother walk down the stairs and you look at them. Your sister runs to you and hugs you. Your brother hugs you too. You hug them back.

Kyle walks out into the foyer and you look up at him. He says, "Come on. I'll change our flights to tonight and we can be down in Florida by midnight. We'll buy Y/S/N and Y/B/N some clothes when we get back to Orlando."

You nod, leaving the house with Kyle and your siblings.

***

It's right after midnight when you, Kyle, and your siblings get back to the house you share with Kyle.

You moved in with Kyle about six months ago after a year or so of dating. The house is three bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, and two floors. You sigh as you walk in the door.

Kyle sets your siblings up in the guest bedrooms as you go and lay in your bedroom. You finally change out of the dress and get into one of Kyle's shirts. You curl into a ball and let out what you've been holding in.

Your face is in your pillow and your makeup is being cried off your face.

The door to the bedroom closes and Kyle sighs, "Your siblings are in bed and they're both all set up in their rooms."

You sit up and look at Kyle. He looks at you and his face falls. He grabs a box of tissues and you say, "I'm a mess, I'm sorry." You take a tissue and wipe your makeup stained tears away.

"You're okay," he says, sitting next to you. "It's okay to cry, Y/N. You don't have to be strong every day, especially after what you have been through."

You crawl over onto Kyle's lap and say, "I feel broken, Kyle. I have since my sister died in that plane crash. I feel like I haven't healed at all."

"Hey," Kyle says. "I promise you that you're not broken, Y/N. You're sad, you're grieving, but you're not broken."

You start to cry softly and say, "I miss her, Kyle. Why couldn't it have been me instead of her?"

Kyle says, "Don't say that. Please don't. I need you here. Your sister and your brother need you here. The WWE Universe needs you here. Adam, Roderick, and Bobby need you here. Don't let your mother tell you otherwise."

You look up at Kyle. He wipes your tears away with his thumbs. You say, "I love you, Kyle. I'm so in love with you."

Kyle smiles at you and says, "I love you too, Y/N. I need you here. Selfishly, a part of me is glad you were on that plane because I don't know what I would do without you."

You lean in and press a lingering kiss to his lips. Kyle kisses you back before he pulls back and says, "Marry me."

"Kyle," you say, meeting his eyes.

He says, "I'm serious. Marry me. You can come to my family's house in Canada for holidays, we can spend the rest of our lives doing this. I love you, and I want to start a family with you."

You don't hesitate to nod and say, "Yes. I'll marry you, Kyle."

Kyle smiles and kisses you. You smile into the kiss. You smile for real for the first time in a very long time.

That smile doesn't leave your lips as you lay with Kyle in bed, cuddles up to him. He holds you in his arms and your legs are intertwined with his.

His fingers run through your hair. Your eyes are closed and he says, "I don't have a ring yet, by the way. I didn't even know that I was going to propose until I did."

You giggle and say, "We'll go ring shopping eventually. I just want to lay with you right now."

Kyle shifts a bit and gets comfortable. You smile and begin to doze off.

"Merry Christmas, baby," Kyle whispers. "I forgot to tell you at midnight."

You mumble, "Merry Christmas, Kyle."

Then you fall asleep.

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The New York State Fair Easily Has Some of the Fried Food I've Ever Had

Every August, the talk of the town (my hometown, Syracuse, to be specific) is always the Great New York State Fair.  And this year, the talk is mostly about how multiple food vendors had pulled out.  

This made me a little nervous at first, but it turns out that this was mainly referring to Dinosaur BBQ, Gianelli Sausage, and Tully’s (a sports bar chain famous for its chicken tenders).   Maybe these are big draws for people coming in from out of town, but the first and last ones have stand-alone restaurants I can go to year round, and I can buy Gianelli sausage in just about any grocery store around here, so I personally don’t really associate any of these with the Fair. 

So when I later heard that a.) many of the still-existing stands were trying out new things, b.) attendance was way down this year (for incredibly obvious reasons), thus eliminating any long lines to discourage me,  and c.) admission fees are only $3 everyday (as opposed to $10 most days with occasional $1 days), I figured surely this must be the year to go, right?

Unfortunately, my plans for a perfect day at the fair didn’t go quite as I was expecting.  Mainly, the only day I had free time to go happened to also be nearly 100 degrees.  Even after skipping the grogginess-inducing wine slushies, that’s just not ideal overeating-then-walking-it-off weather.  My sister complaining the whole time that she couldn’t find a place that did fried cheese curds (like….. just get fried anything else girl what are you doing) didn’t do much to improve the enjoyability of the day.  A couple of stands, such as one doing fried gator mac & cheese and one that I’ll mention later, didn’t have the things that I had read online that they were doing, further throwing my plans out of sync.  Ultimately, I was only able to stomach 3 different stands over the course of about 2 hours before calling it quits.

The good news is I didn’t get sunburnt this year.    Thank you, bottle of sunscreen that’s 3 years past its expiration date but still worked somehow.  Also, there’s whatever the fuck is going on in that butter sculpture.  

Fried Cauliflower with Thai Chili Sauce (Veggie Patch)- $8

Holy shit- a vegetable! It's still fried, of course, but it IS vegetables.  The batter is crisp and doesn’t break apart or fall off the cauliflower, the cauliflower itself is cooked through while still being toothsome, and the Thai chili sauce (while still being that sorta generic, Mae Ploy style sauce that's sweeter than it is anything else) does work really well with the cauliflower.  It's simple, but it’s good.  And, having been cooked to order, was probably the freshest thing I ate all day.  

8/10

Philly Cheesesteak Fries (Big Kahuna)- $12

One of my favorite things from my 2019 trip to the Fair was the Caramel Crack Fries, and I was keen to try their hotter counterpart, the Flamin’ Hot Cheetos Fries.  Unfortunately, they had to simplify their menu a little this year, removing both of those, but they did have this spiritual successor. 

The beef is a sickly grey and a little underseasoned when eaten alone, and many of the fries, while still cooked through, are a little on the pale and limp side.  This is not really the end of the world, though, since fries with this much wetness on them weren’t going to stay crisp for long anyways.   (Also, this is neither here nor there, but this year they’ve gone with a crinkle-cut as opposed to 2019’s straight-cut)  The cheese sauce is yellow goo from a can (the cans were proudly stacked up by the register), which- you know what? Is how the cheese on a cheesesteak SHOULD BE. The peppers and onions have been cooked down almost to the point of mush, but still taste like peppers and onions. Everything, when eaten together, tastes good, it's just a little hard to look at. the fact they put it in a dog food bowl doesn’t help.  And I can’t help but feel like it was this giant bowl of slop that killed my appetite for other, potentially more interesting, offerings.

5/10

Chicken and Waffles- (Oh My Darling + Luna Loca)- $12

I’m doing my best (and, in my opinion, succeeding) to ignore my previous disdain for stands at the fair that are just simplified versions of local restaurants that you can eat at anytime when judging this collab between 2 somewhat trendy downtown restaurants that I’ve never been to (because I don’t know where to park, ok?).  Slightly more worthy of judgement, however, is the fact that it was ready mere seconds after I ordered it, cluing me into the fact that these are not being made fresh.  

Is that even that big of a deal, though?  The chicken wasn’t as dry inside as I would’ve expected from something that had been sitting inside a hot box for who knows how long.  The breading was still somewhat crisp, and was well seasoned, including some kind of spice that wasn’t present upfront but lingered on the palate.  The waffle was very crisp, and had an incredible, unique crumb on the inside (Maybe from a yeasted batter of some sort? I don’t really know enough about baking to say for sure.), but was also very dry.  The icing drizzle over the top mostly clung to the chicken, providing no relief for the dry waffle.       

If it had been made fresh, it would have easily been the best of the 3 things I had that day.  But I personally feel that part of the appeal of eating fried garbage is watching it emerge from the fryer, glistening with grease and obliterating your mouth upon your first bite.  If nothing else, it was good enough for me to want to try their stand-alone restaurants (as soon as I figure out where to park).

7/10

Final Verdict:  It’s hard to say if there’s any real big showstoppers this year, but I don’t think I can say it’s gone downhill at all either.   If you want fried food but typically don’t like pay the $10 admission fee or dealing with crowds, it’s worth going this year if you’re vaccinated.  And if you aren’t? I think they’re giving out shots at the fair, actually.  So go kill 2 birds with 1 stone and get vaccinated already dude wft.

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Apathy

"You shouldn't ask your husband for money."

"That's what she said?" I furrowed my brows in disdain upon hearing her words.

"Yes, and do you know how much that upsets me? She just doesn't understand me or any of my circumstances!" my mother sighed as she gingerly bit into her large beef burger.

We were dining in Macdonalds at the nearby park as my mother had a craving for their signature angus beef burger. We were supposed to have it on the day of her birthday. Unfortunately, there was already an impossibly long queue lining all the way around the restaurant by the time I have reached. I feared that by the time it was my turn to order, the $40 cake which I got as a surprise would melt. As a result, I went home without any macs and got economic rice for her instead. She was still happy nonetheless but pleaded that we get macs for dinner the next day.

So there we were on a Sunday night munching on our beef burgers while she complained about her friend.

"I just can't believe she said that." my mother munched on her burger as she gave a painful look like she just got betrayed.

Wow why do all her friends suck so bad I thought to myself. This is not the first time she is talking about her only group of friends she made at church. For some reason, they seem to feel like they have the superior moral grounds to criticize the way my mother is living. Every time they have something to say about the way she lives, my mother gets upset over their not-so-subtle comments.

I took a deep breath and dished out the long lecture building in my head. "I think if I were you, I would have scolded her. I would tell her that I had to raise three kids all by myself and it's not easy when my oldest child is mentally challenged. On top of that, I have to go to work and support the family. I mean for her it's easy because she has her husband to support her along the way. There is no way she understands what it feels like to go through these challenging circumstances so it really is your right to take that alimony money."

"Well she's my friend and there's no way I'm going to say all of that."

"I think it's because she's your friend that she should be more careful with her words."

Sensing my growing irritation, my mother bit into her burger quietly while the sounds of people washed over the silence between us. I hate how my mother always let her friends step all over her. It is always the same stories of who said what but the most ironic issue is that they are all Christians.

With the stifling air building between us, my mother changed the topic.

"Today she also said something else terrible."

"Oh?"

"Seems like she is very biased against her daughter."

"What do you mean?"

"Well her daughter now is working part-time at the supermarket. She told her that she has to bring home 30% of her income."

"Okay, so what's the brother's cut?"

"The brother doesn't have any cut."

I choked on my drink, "Hold up what?"

"Apparently because he is a guy and he needs money to take care of his future family, so he gets to keep the money he earns for himself."

I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply as I hear yet again another backward thinking from her dumb Christian friends. I don't hate all Christians personally, but my mother's friends are really not helping with building the religion's image.

"So you mean to say that to her guys are expected to be financially independent because they have to carry the family and girls don't have to?"

"Seems like so."

"Okay, this is just stupid. She is financially handicapping her own daughter and yet she chides you for getting money from dad? What is her logic even? Does she even know what she is talking about?"

"Well back in my day men have to work and women stay at home. Can't blame her for having such a thought."

"Doesn't matter. She sucks. I just hope her daughter turns out okay." I snapped bitterly as I stuffed the last bits of burger into my mouth. My mother chuckled and finished her burger as well and we started to clear our own tables while making our way out.

"Well, she's just...that way. There's nothing much we can do." I raised my brows and looked at my mother dead in the eyes.

"She's just apathetic."

My mother sighed while nodded her head in agreement. Leaving the trays in the clearing area, we left the restaurant while heading towards home with our arms linked together.

"So what else have you got to share?"

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Soup or Stew

A lil borrower one-shot starring Elle and James. Been meaning to dust this off for a while but I never wrote the intro. She’s borrowing for snacks in the cupboard when the bean shows up unexpectedly (don’t they always?). Hope this can tide folk over until I get some fresh stuff going!

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“A wee mouse, is it?” The giant took the bag of sugar off the shelf below her, and leaned forward to peer into the dark back corners of the cabinet. She took advantage of the fact that his attention was elsewhere to tiptoe from behind the honey jar to the tall rectangular package of biscuits. I wanted one of those, she thought sadly. Oh well, another day. Though he was out of sight, Elle could tell by the sound of it that the giant was taking jars and packets of things off the bottom shelf; at this rate, she would be through the hole and back down the ladder before he even started on top one. “Wee sleekit cowrin, timrous beastie, whit a panic’s in thy breastie.” His voice vibrated the wood shelf beneath her; it sounded even deeper and larger echoing off the walls of the cabinet. “Thou need nae start awa sae hasty, wi’ bickering brattle! Ah would be loathe tae run an chase ye, wi’ murd’ring prattle.”

Her heart was racing in her chest. Good, then don’t. Keep on reciting poetry and stop rummaging around. She slowly edged around the back of the biscuits, past an unopened jar of peanut butter, toward the hole in the back of the cabinet. Freedom. She went the last stretch of it crouching low to the ground. So low that her knapsack tipped, and two thumbtacks fell out with a clatter that could probably be heard three rooms over. Dammit. She turned her head, just in time to see the giant’s face eclipse the light in the cabinet opening.

“Whit the…” His eyebrows shot up, his eyes widened. She watched another silhouette come across the light; a hand open and reaching. No, no, no, she thought, racing to the shadows at the back of the cabinet. You idiot, how could you be so loud, you are the worst at sneaking. The hand thudded down onto the shelf and swept back and forth on the spot where she had just been. Which meant that it was between her and the hole, she couldn’t even make a run for it. But, maybe I can sneak past it. Slowly, the hand moved across the shelf away from her, the fingertips brushing against the peanut butter jar and a few loose grains of rice. Good, she thought, taking silent trembling steps toward the hole. You just stay over there for a bit. It did not. Something large and soft and warm prodded her leg, almost knocking her over.

“Ah, there you are.” 

Her stomach dropped; she hardly had time to turn around before she felt massive fingers curl around the back of her and lift her up and out into the light of the kitchen. 

I’m dead.

-

James couldn’t believe it.

But he had to, because there it was, tumbling off of his palm into a little trembling heap on the counter. Not a mouse at all. A tiny human figure, no more than five inches tall.

“How are ye so small?” She stood up and fixed him with a deer-in-the-headlights type stare. “And whit were ye daein’ in ma cupboard?” She straightened the hem of clumsily-sewn purple dress and opened her mouth as if to speak, but nothing came out. After a silent moment, she crouched down, tucking her head down against her knees and covering her head. 

“No questions.” A muffled high-pitched voice came from the shaking ball. “Just get on with it.”

“Get on wi what?” He leaned down a little further, taking in the small details of her appearance. She had mouse brown hair tied in a low ponytail with a scrap of red cloth. There was a patchwork bag at her side, in which James could just barely make out a few recognizable shapes; a few thumbtacks, a paper clip, a torn off bit of a yellow post-it note.

“Squishing. Poison. Eating me. Whatever you’re going to do.” 

“Is that what you’re afraid of?” 

The little voice was stronger, almost pouty. “I’m not afraid!” James chuckled, and the little ball shuddered.

“Naw, of course you’re no afraid. Ye’ve got nu’hin tae be afraid of.”

“Is that so.” The ball didn’t move. She was such a tense wee marble; he just wanted to scoop her up and give her a cuddle, but he resisted the urge.

“Naw, of course no. There’s nothing scary about me.”

“So, you’re not going to boil me into a soup.”

“Ah dinnae like soup.”

“A stew then.”

“Soup and stew are the same ‘hing.”

Her head popped up, and there was something of an edge to her tone when she spoke. “They are not!”

“Aye, they are.” James tried not to let the excitement show in his voice. Her eyes were bright and her expression delightfully contrarian. “Soup is meat and vegetables in water. Stew is meat and vegetables in water.”

“That doesn’t make them the same thing!” She uncurled and sat upright, cross-legged. “You might as well say sandwiches and pizza are the same thing, just cause they both have meat and cheese on bread.”

“I would agree with that.”

“No, you’re not supposed to agree with that.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re supposed to say, ‘That’s ridiculous, no one would say that.’ Because it is, and no one would.” 

James laughed. “Well, ah said it, and I’m no hearing a counterargument.”

“That’s because I’m thinking of one.” She stood up and paced back and forth, scratching the back of her head thoughtfully. Outwardly, James remained passive. Inside, his mind was racing, trying to catch up with the events unfolding on the counter. Such a tiny thing. Why was she in the cabinet? Does she live here? Was that why his guitar picks had been disappearing; had she been squirreling them away in her tiny bag to use as plates or shingle a miniature house? He’d been a bit peeved at the time, but he supposed if they were being put to use, that wasn’t as bad as them sliding between a crack in floor boards, never to be of use to anyone ever again.

“Ahm waiting.”

“Well, you can keep waiting!” She drew her mouth into a thin line, and James laughed.

“Aye, I can. I’ve got nu’hin’ better to do this evening.” He sat back and watched her pace back and forth across about 8 inches of counter space like she was the Great Mouse Detective, until suddenly she stopped and turned to face him with a triumphant expression.. 

“There’s two pieces!”

“Two pieces of what?”

“Bread! A sandwich has two pieces of bread with stuff in the middle. And it’s just for one person. A pizza is a big round bread with stuff on top of it. Also, it’s for multiple people to eat.”

“Speak for yoursel, wee yin. Ah can eat a whole pizza, easy.”

“Well you shouldn’t.”

“Besides,” James crossed his arms and leaned over, resting them on the counter in front of her. He was close enough to see freckles on her face now, like grains of sand. “I thought the argument was about soup and stew.”

“It’s about establishing..a…precedent…” The girl froze statue still. Her gaze travelled up along his arm to his face. Her’s was a bit pale.

“Hey, dinnae go shy on me now.” He spoke as softly as he could, and watched as his breath blow a strand of hair away from her face. “I just wanted tae get a better look at ye.”

“W-why?” She clutched at the strap of her bag where it reached across her shoulder, like it was a safety harness.

“Have you ever seen oanybody my size before?”

“Yes, all the time. You guys are all over the place.” She gestured widely with her hands, avoiding eye contact. 

“Well, I’ve never seen oanybody like you.”

“That’s because we’re very good at hiding.”

“No that good.” James said it with a smile, but immediately regretted it. 

“I guess not.” The girl shook her head and looked away from him; raising a miniscule hand to wipe her eye. 

“Hey, dinnae dae that!” Without thinking, reached out and curled his fingers gently around her. She gasped and her eyes were like saucers as he lifted her into the palm of his other hand. “It was a joke, that’s aw; ah didnae mean it. I’m sure you’re great at hidin’.” Her eyes were wet, and pink around the edges, but she wasn’t crying anymore. She appeared to have short circuited.

“You…you p-picked me up. I’m…in your hand.” Her little hands prodded his palm. 

“Oh, aye. Sorry. I jist, I wanted tae gie you a cuddle, you know?” James was nearly as sorry as he probably should have been, if he was being perfectly honest with himself. He’d wanted to pick her up again since he put him down. She was such a fascinating little creature. Holding her felt not unlike holding somebodies pet rat; if pet rats could talk and nick office supplies.

“You…you weren’t just lulling me into a false sense of security so you could scoop me up and Science me?”

“Science you?”

“Y-you know,” she stammered. She hadn’t stopped rubbing his palm. “P-put me in a jar and poke me with a thermometer or something like that.”

“No. I am not going to science you. Or eat you. Or squash you. Or oany of that.”

“Promise?”

“Aye. Promise.” 

“Not…not even if I say something that makes you mad?”

“Wee yin,” he spoke as soft and gentle as he could. “There’s nu’hin ye could say to me that would make me want tae hurt ye.”

“Soup is a thin watery broth o-or a cream base with chopped meat of vegetables or noodles or fish or whatever suspended in it, and the proportions are lots of liquid to a little bit of solid stuff. Stew is always beef, and it’s cooked for a long time with vegetables, but never noodles or fish, and the liquid is more meat sauce than anything else, and it pretty much only barely covers the solid bits. So while I concede that they are in the same category of foods, they are absolutely different.”

James tilted his head and fixed her with a stony glare. “I am going to boil you in a soup.”

“Really?” The high, anxious tone of her voice took all the fun out of the joke.

“No, no of course not! Whit kind ae monster do ye take me for?” Her shoulders relaxed immediately. “Ah am hungry tho. If I made a pot ae mac ‘n cheese, wid ye have some?”

Her eyes just about rolled back into her head. “I love mac and cheese. But by the time I get to it, the scraps are stone cold, and cold mac and cheese is basically worse than no mac and cheese at all.”

“And its no soup, right?”

“No.” Her laugh was like a little bell ringing with a tiny goose honk in the middle. “It’s not soup.”

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Chemistry Test, Part 9:  Eating Out, Part 1

Lallybroch Library Prompt Exchange!

Prompt #33 Modern AU: Claire auditions for a role opposite Jamie who has been cast as the male lead in a TV drama.

Previously–Part 8: C***-Blocker

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“There they were, half nekkid, appendages flailing, wrapping themselves around each other and sucking on each other like two wild octopi!”

Jamie had already dreaded taking Murtagh out to lunch with Claire but in his wildest dreams he could not have thought this nightmare up— Murtagh regaling Claire with tales of once walking in on Jamie’s virginal experimentations with that blonde succubus, Laoghaire.

“And then when I’d been standing there for fully a minute,” Murtagh crowed with laughter, tears of mirth filling his eyes, “Jamie suddenly realizes I’m there, scrapes her off his lap and sits there meekly, as if they still had their shirts on, as if her bra wasna draped over the back of the couch and as if he wasna pitching a massive tent in his athletic shorts.” Murtagh giggled. “You could have housed an entire Scot Scout troop in there!”

Jamie peeked over at Claire. While she was laughing along with Murtagh, in his experience he had found that few women wished to think of their partners with other girls.

“I agree Laoghaire was a dubious choice for a first girlfriend,” Jamie added. “Though I had to practice on someone, did I not?”

“Aye, lad,” Murtagh mused. “But I’m not sure if you wouldna ha’ been better off startin’ out with some other filly instead.”

Jamie sighed and shook his head. Honestly, he had very fond memories of Laoghaire’s body. What young man wouldn’t feel that way about their first pair of breasts? Laoghaire was just a little plump… and that meant she’d been soft. Soft and round, making Jamie delight in the perfect fit of her in his hands.

When she’d pulled him aside at his sixteenth birthday party, in the midst of cake and drinks and loud music and dancing teenagers, telling him she had a present for him but he needed to find a quiet place for her to give it to him, he hadn’t realized the gift would involve nudity and his first blow job. If he had, he might not have kept putting her off all evening.

She was a clinger, and he’d never really connected with her as a person. Laoghaire always managed to talk without being real, to communicate without truly saying anything. And she struck him as the kind of girl that if you showed her even a modicum of interest, you’d never be able to shake her.

That night he’d finally determined to just choose a place and time so that she’d stop following him like a depressed little lap dog. When they retreated to his bedroom, she latched the door, pulled her top off over her head, and stood in front of him in her bra, her skin covered with gooseflesh. She’d taken his hand and placed it on her breast.  Even though the lass couldn't communicate her thoughts, there was no lack of clarity there…

When Murtagh had walked in on them, it was another time, shortly after the party, when Laoghaire had just as clearly let him know that he could HAVE her. He had been so excited, so ready...

“Thinking happy thoughts?” Claire joked as she peered at Jamie’s face. “It didn’t destroy your memory for Murtagh to walk in on you?”

Fuck! Jamie thought. Why am I wasting a moment’s thought about Laoghaire? I didn’t love her and I never have.

“Christ, Lass, I was so confused after that. So turned on, so terrified. It was years before I brought another girl home.”

“But once he got over it, there were times I wondered whether he perchance got a bit of an adrenaline rush from being walked in on,” Murtagh mused. “That maybe he was bringing them home when he knew I would be arriving shortly on purpose.”

Jamie glared at him. Now Murtagh really had gone too far. But what could he say in front of Claire?

They’d found a little bistro, sharing the roasted baby artichokes with artisan breads for starters, followed by massive salads made with greens from the garden prominently displayed in what had one been a vacant lot next door. Claire had gone with the roasted beet and goat cheese, whilst Jamie had increased the protein quotient of his meal by choosing the steak salad. And Murtagh—after gnawing through his share of the baby artichokes—had declared that he’d had more than his share of ‘green stuff’ for the day, and had ordered and consumed a massive grass-fed beef burger on brioche, hold the lettuce and tomato.

“Vegetables,” he declared confidently, “Are what my food eats!”

As the meal had gone by, Jamie had felt less and less certain that he would be able to be alone with Claire and yet more and more desperate to be with her. He thought on a few occasions that the wistful glances Claire sent in his direction telegraphed desire for him as well, though he wasn’t certain.

He subtly stroked her leg, then, and she shivered. Claire squeezed his hand under the table. When Jamie met her eyes, she smiled understandingly.

“Well, Murtagh,” she said, “It’s been delightful running into you, but Jamie and I were supposed to meet with… Rupert MacKenzie and his head writer Geillis Duncan.”

There was no such appointment. Jamie did his best to act nonchalant, as if he’d known of this item on their agenda all along, not just for the last ten seconds.

“Shall we take a taxi?” he asked. “Or is Rupert Mac sending a car?”

“I’ll call him,” she said, standing and excusing herself, after pulling a twenty and a five out of her wallet and laying them on the table.

“Now, Jamie, ye willna let the lassie pay, will ye?” Murtagh asked, once Claire had stepped over towards the garden. The two men watched as she went under the hops-covered trellis at the garden entrance and meandered through the garden on the narrow paths of white gravel.

“She is lovely, that one,” murmured Murtagh.

“Well, ye wouldn’t think it for how good a job you’re doing convincing her I'm a faithless lecher and a heartless beast,” Jamie grumbled. “Seriously, Murtagh, it’s as if you’ve decided that if you have to be celibate, well then everyone else has to be as well!”

“You know I’m quite aware you dinna actually have an appointment, don’t you?” Murtagh grinned cheekily. “So you can thank me for whatever plans the lass is making as we speak.”

“You bastard,” Jamie groaned, shaking his head.

“Do ye have protection?” his godfather asked.

“Are you kidding me?” Jamie responded. “How old do you think I am?”

“Has nothing to do with your age, wee man,” Murtagh said, looking at him from beneath bushy eyebrows, wiping ketchup from his beard as he spoke. “Has more to do with the loudness of your cock talking versus the volume of your wisdom… And if I’m gauging correctly…” He paused and shook his head as he watched Jamie staring at Claire. “Well, I’m quite certain which is currently in the lead.”

“Hush!” Jamie hissed, seeing Claire approaching towards them. “My cock may be loud, but you yourself ken the Boy Scout motto is “always be prepared!”

Next up:  Part 10 - Interruptions

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Tons of people don't get this you can't sit there and stare Us in the face and her son say the stupid stuff that warlock do now I'm going to use them and stuff like that we decided to replace them because they're so nasty and they're the ones who forced that to happen by doing the above it was completely unacceptable twice into our son and he said not survivable and you're actually so damned annoying on your way out it proved it. This movie is on shortly as they figure out bja went up there he's trying to find Arnie for answers and tech and think she can talk him into it. And he wants the light computer. They went over the story this morning and he went over his nose and said they stole them away to a shallow grave about 200 ft down and he's still being watched and monitors but not by many I just had to bring a huge Army up there the Army was progressing up the coast and it's huge and it still is and it's almost unchecked and a couple clones popped up they can't get either there in fighting and fighting demons. And I said halt it's like one clone. They keep going and said we're not stopping to talk to you so clone disappeared and came up again said halt I said or else instead of those what answer going by you'll see you in a moment went down below and said let him have it so then off all these charges and all the personality dead in seconds by the way and they fired off a couple of them everybody died. All of BJ's Army he brought us God in an instant and the soldiers came out as BJ was retreating so don't come back we'll just hit you I said we have to now know you're up here almost alone well that power they said oh great. Now they're doing this and this movie is that are starting in Boston and one of them is about why we Bulger it's a Departed and it means arnies death. Let's face it these people are completely stupid they're telling their son he should have thought about it when he was little and her son saying you're a piece of garbage saying that's a child and nuts or about a child it's so hokey and so lame we have to hit him just first comment and he says probably he's thinking back to it is that it did pretty good for a child usually they don't do very well and it's kicking everyone's ass he said maybe not but we are. That is up there I'll be this nasty whitey Bulger and people are seeking him on all sorts of warrants. They're going after him and they are attacking and they're attacking a lot and we mean it they're going after this a****** in a fierce way and going after Trump but just a little bit more fierce they hate these two they find out what they're doing and they said it's true you're just sitting here disrupting things and murder macs there's a huge Force after them globally and because of John remillard exposing it because he's a selfish loser pig they're going after him too the morrlock ar pretty hard too cuz he's screwed everything up.

Now BJ is mounting another attempt and they're skannting and using everything and they're going out that way. Should have got my excuse also he said something smart he's helping us and we should try and help him get him a car with New Hampshire plates. BJ is laughing so loud that people don't think it's nuts. So he says that they're all laughing their heads off. Yeah I'm pretty sure i'll fall for that. They're all laughing really loud and he says and he says I need some beef like chef boyardee and they come down and quieted and it felt sad. So she thinks he thinks some things Mike could you is really Jenna and Ron was ron ok BG. It was laughing that's a girl and Ron always suspected it. Turns out it's probably true. But....

Is moving again up there and has all sorts of stuff including spaceships. The foreigners are being egged on and it's a war. The trump goes up there later on for real and marches around with Lily after leaving Jenna. And they find Jenna later not in good shape either although it's cold out about 32 and she's almost Frozen and reviver and she's going let me go stuff like that it says the result of freezing she says you can say that now you can't say it later and he says you have to calm down or trying to help you she's going to let me go your dead and they said it doesn't make any sense she said it really doesn't what I'm saying is really bad I mean it and she's really sad about Arnie. He probably took his ball and put it into the ship and is waiting for some idiot to trigger it to leave to go to Titan like I said so she got up and it said screw you but I thank you for helping me and I didn't mean it and she's getting healthier and working on it laying down getting up and eating and then laying down I'll send she goes I have to take a big crap doesn't takes a huge one and felt better it's resting and said I don't think I already knows what's coming for him. They all started laughing we don't know which way it is and we're a big mess yep. So she's thinking about it and says the AI wants to live on its own and hurt him saying it's their plan and I know it is cuz they're asking me questions about what to do. So after a while we might have to do a Dave wants. It is a she used to that about Jenna.. has a big one. So BJ got mad and said don't do that you don't have to and she said I don't want to he's forcing me to I told you it's rape and all sudden you got mad and said what are you doing with him and he says that was actually and very uncomfortable yes. And that would explain as a shooting incident in the woods cuz Todd was there when Justin was in the Blue room. And they started laughing this is hell all the stupid s*** happening. The guy's house we worked for was Ken. Makes sense and she showed up. And Ken is laughing and it's kind of crying and not supposed to know where arnie. So the sun says he might be dead ken and you have the con. Well I don't have to tell you when people think it is so two jackasses who are in office some people think it is then it goes to Terry they're the ones who fumble all the time. Now the maks are getting angry about this conversation now they're very angry they're telling everyone to shut up and him this is gladly

Now they're mean and angry and don't want to torture than spotted the s*** out of him and bothering the s*** out of them he was find answers and shut up and leave alone. They start asking me questions so that's probably wrong and start hitting them here too and bjA is up north in Boston in the hitting him up there. This is probably that magician guy who was dressed up like Dave who knows and that's Tommy f how rude and what is that supposed to mean anyways you took his program or something. So now they're all steamed okay they haven't done anything yet but they're really moving on him now.

Thor Freya

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✧ *.🎃Samhain Solitary Rituals🎃*✧

As the air grows cooler and the winds begin to howl and rip the dead leaves from trees, we know the veil is thin and Samhain is near! After the equinox, which was equal parts night and day, Samhain marks the time of the wheel that we descend into the darker half of the year. It's this time of the year that communication and connection to the spirit world is a lot easier and we've grown accustomed to making wards to protect the home from malevolent energy in the form of jack o lanterns and lights. On a positive note it is a time to leave out treats and foods for passed away loved ones and to remember them. It's the final harvest full of well spiced comfort autumn foods as well as a 'New Year' since it's a sabbat that honors the natural cycle of death and sees it as a form of transformation.

A lot of us witches practice alone and have our own solitary rituals for each sabbat that we observe (or the ones we’ve created just for ourselves that we observe alone!) Like any solitary eclectic witch I do things my own different way but some of these things might line up with others practices. I do refer to some of the equinoxes/solstices/crossquarters by their celtic sabbat names but I celebrate them in a secular animist way and treat the wheel of the year I celebrate as more of an argrarian cycle and celebrating nature. I use sabbat names as a point of reference and also people that do celebrate these witches sabbats more traditionally might find value in my personal practice!  Here is my personal correspondences post and my personal samhain tag!

When I am alone and casting spells a lot of it is visualization/intent so my solitary rituals are more like activities I like to do then specifically casting a spell. If I am doing a spell with an activity based on it a lot would be listening to music to get in the mood and focusing on a candle while visualizing for a period of time! Eves are also important to my celebration as I like to stay up until midnight and cast a spell then!

Hallow's Eve

Tuesday October 31st 2017

Dressing up in your most witchiest Ok every year I'm a witch, whether it's just a lazy witch in my black clothing or an over the top kitschy witch with colorful hair and electric colored make up, but I just like to have these looks casually on Halloween day cause its amazing and a chance for me to be myself!

Pumpkin Carving! If you haven't already tonight is definitely the night for pumpkin carving! Write sigils inside your pumpkin for protective magic. I love this DIY for a pumpkin indoor lantern cause it shows how to rub spices like cinnamon and nutmeg inside to achieve that sent of pumpkin pie in the home. Use electric candles instead of flame if you want it to last the night since the flame's heat will cook the pumpkin.

Mini Pumpkin Tea lights Also an easier alternative to carving if you don't have much time. Even gutting the mini pumpkins takes a lot of time for me but doing so and filling them with a black tea light will make an excellent centerpiece either for your altar or feast table!

Making Candy Apples I associate candy coated sweet red apples with halloween (and caramel/maple sugar on granny smith for mabon) and I love how you can make the candy various colors like a poisonous black or vibrant blood red!

Setting sweets aside for spirits So everyone has spirits that chill with them and it would be great to show appreciation for the positive spirits that surround you. Set some sweets on a dish and make a tiny altar for them in your space.

Enjoying sweets while doing crafts! Enjoy some of that halloween candy for yourself! My favorite treats on this night are chocolate coated donuts, reeses cups, cider sugar donuts, red licorice and apple cider.

Watching a spooky or Halloween themed movie Or halloween themed film. My favorite will always be the 80s halloween special The Worst Witch with Tim curry. I watch it religiously.

Spirit Contact I wouldn't suggest using an Ouija board or doing any communication with spirits if you have never had experience. They can be rude and harass you, YET if you are experienced and know how to guard yourself, then this is a great night to play with an ouija board! (PS I think Ouija Girl has a great informative blog about working with ouija boards. Here is her FAQ page. But still, it's always better to do work with a medium or someone with experience than trying to figure it out alone). A safer experience for someone with no spirit communication experience is attending a seance! In NYC there are a few mediums that hold seances monthly. I love the one at Catland in Brooklyn, the mediums that host the event there are fantastic. It might be hard to attend an authentic one on Halloween night since a lot of people will want to just try to cash in on creating a 'spooky' experience, but if you really want, try to get in contact with mediums and ask if they host any seance events. Important to know: usually the spirits that chill around you are guides and family and they might have more info to give you then you might be ready for. My first seance I really don't know what to do with the info given to me but I really hope I make the best of it and don't mess anything up.

Witches Flight This is like an extension of the previous point where if you have never done this before just completely disregard this suggestion cause flying is dangerous. For many years witches have flown on Halloween night to other realms using flying ointments.

Protective Magic: Finally, protect yourself from the high spirit activity with crystals like black tourmaline, obsidian and spirit quartz. Do protective spells for any cats you see or live with especially black cats since they tend to be targets.   

Midnight Spell:

This sabbat honors the natural cycle of death and transformation. Focus on what you want to transform in your life. Magic on this night is very powerful so think about it before hand and make sure it is what you want for if you ask to transform something, you might find a lot of endings that suddenly occur in your life to lead to the transformations that you want. (There was a conversation on here I can no longer find but it was put  really nicely that death is not just some simple 'transformative' process it can be very drastic, often very uncomfortable and if you are not ready though you ask for something to change, you might not be ready for the new obstacles that will be thrown at you. Just know that you will be ready for what you ask for.)

Some spell activities can be shuffling the deck visualizing what you want to change and then finding the death card and seeing the card that follows will be your answer to seek how you can further bring that transformation closer.

I'm a mixologist and enjoy working with liquor for rituals. I find fire to be a great transformer yet instead of burning something I prefer blessing a shot of whiskey or absinthe with my intent then taking it like liquid fire to transform me within. If you do not like alcohol or can not drink it for whatever reason you can perform this with hot apple cider instead!

Samhain Day

Wednesday, November 1st 2017

Upon the day I like to dress in complete black. My makeup is very dark and I wear long black dresses and veils. Depending on how you want to honor the dead, dress how you wish.

Gravesweeping Visit your loved ones on this day and leave flowers and gifts on their grave! If you want you can also visit any cemetery, yet make sure to practice good graveyard etiquette. Leave a penny by the gate, do not sit or lean on any tomb stones, of course don't take anything from a grave. Be respectful of those whom are resting.

Close Your Garden This is a time to close the garden for the winter to come. Harvest the last fruits and herbs and bring in any delicate potted plants within the home.

Shadow Work Especially if you are looking to transform some aspect of your life this is a great time to do shadow work and look within if you are creating any obstacles for yourself. Get to know your shadow self, get to solve problems together. This is also an excellent day for divination and scrying.

Meditation and Energy Work by the base of a tree I love to do energy work on the days of the sabbats yet as the earth grows colder, the roots dig deeper and the world goes into hibernation. Sit at the base of a tree preferably with thick roots and feel it's connection to the cold earth beneath you. Dig into yourself and see what needs to rest and what needs to be healed.

Evening Celebratory Feast

So in many practices people like to host a dumb supper but instead I like to have a lively feast where everyone will share a story about someone they loved that passed away or a story of an ancestor in their family. At the end of each tale we toast our glasses to them! (And pour a little bit of drink to them or set aside a snack if they are not into alcohol.)

Hold a feast of rich comfort foods that are spiced and sweet like sweet potato mash, candied brown beans, pumpkin bread, smokey bourbon pulled pork or maple glazed beef brisket, roasted carrots and beets and (I personally love to make baked mac and cheese but its a fall comfort soul food for me). My Samhain feast is abundant with fall soul foods and sweet roots and spices. (here is a fantasy feast post and my personal feast post from last year)

If you are alone (as this is a solitary post), make a few fall dishes you deeply enjoy or cook the favorites of loved relatives that have passed away, eat some sweets and set out some offerings to passed away loved ones.

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Opposite Day

January 26 - Spouse’s Day

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Ring ring ring

Incoming call from Danny-boy

Carole, I have a problem.

Hello to you, too.  What happened?  What’s wrong?

So today is Spouse’s Day.

And your problem is that you don’t have a spouse?

No!  My problem is that Cecilia and I don’t know what to do for my aunt and uncle.

Danny-boy, that’s a family problem.  I can’t help you there.

But you’re a girl! You’re supposed to know what couples like.

So much for breaking stereotypes.

Hardy har har.  Be serious, Carolina.  We have a crisis on our hands.

On your hands.  Danny, you’re supposed to be the Einstein here.  You can figure it out.

Candle-lit dinner?  Drive-in movie?  Eat out at a fancy restaurant?  I have ideas, but I have no idea how to put them into action!

Okay, okay, I’ll help.  Step one, take a deep breath.

*deep sigh*

Step two, grab a pen and some paper and write down everything I tell you.

…

…

Okay, got it.

Good.  First off, the cheaper the better.  You’re running on a shoestring, so stick with the night in.

…Night…in…  Got it.

Women like nice surprises, so see if you can get some of your girl cousins to get your aunt out of the house for the day.  Maybe a trip to the mall?

That doesn’t sound very cheap.

The things you do for love.  But it doesn’t have to be a trip to the mall.

Oh, okay.  Get…aunt…out of…house…

Queue your uncle in, though.  This way, he’ll be able to help you out.

Got it.

Dim the lights; light the candles; buy a bouquet of roses; use china plates; dig out the linen napkins; shine the silver utensils.  You know, all that jazz you do when someone important comes for dinner.

Did you know you talk really quickly?

Did you get any of that?

The important parts.

*groan*  You’re impossible.

Last I knew, my existence didn’t go against any laws of physics.

When you were born, Newton turned over in his grave.

Ouch.

We’ve veered off-topic.  Let’s see… Have your uncle go out and buy a card for your aunt.  Brownie points if he makes one himself.

Carole dear, my uncle has the artistic ability of an aardvark. He’s the reason Hallmark is still in business.

If he can’t art, can he cook?

He makes a mean Kraft Mac-n-Cheese.

Can any of your cousins cook?  Can you cook?

I thought you’d never ask.  Why, yes, I can cook.

Oh, maybe you can tell me.  How is it possible to mess up scrambled eggs, instant oatmeal, and hot chocolate?

…

…

That’s possible?

I’m the living proof.  I’m guessing you don’t know?

Not a clue.

Hm, so what are your aunt and uncle’s favorite dishes?

Beef stroganoff.

Both of them?

Their marriage is founded on beef stroganoff.

That makes it easy then.  Make them a delicious meal of beef stroganoff.

Aye aye, captain!  Anything else?

Yes, two more things.  What are their favorite movies?

Les Miserables and Field of Dreams.

Um, wow, they certainly differ there.

Yeah, they can never agree on movies.

Has either seen The King’s Speech?

Yes.

Hotel Rwanda?

Uh-huh.

Secretariat?

Isn’t that a racehorse?

Yes, Einstein, it is.  Or was, rather; he’s dead now.  Have they seen it?

I don’t think so…

Good.  Go out and buy it or rent it or something.

Yes, ma’am!

Now go make arrangements to get the kids out of the house.

Even Cecilia?

Even Cecilia.

Even me?

Especially you.  After you cook the meal, you need to scram.

How do I get rid of six children?

I thought you had eight cousins.

Two are at college.

Oh.  Send them to their friends’ houses.  I dunno. Use your brain, Einstein.

Carole dear, no respectable person would drop that many kids off on such short notice.

Then I’m not a very respectable person, I guess.  Danny, there has to be somewhere you guys can go.

Hm, I’ll go try to fit us all into Carrie or Caleb’s dorm.

Good luck!

I’ll need it.  Talk to you tomorrow!  Gotta go get planning.

Bye, Danny-boy.

Bye, Carole dear.

Beeeep

Call ended

“Carole dear”? Really?

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My abuser is famous on the internet.

My abuser is famous on the internet.

abuserəˈbjuːzə/

noun

1.a person who treats another person or animal with cruelty or violence, especially regularly or repeatedly.

I feel as though I should start this off with an understanding of the dictionary definition of abuser. There are claims being thrown around by people who most definitely do not know this person as well as I that there's no way possible this person is an "abuser" my lived experience begs to differ.

I will hear on out refer to Anna as Cassidy as she's not Anna anymore.

Cassidy & I were best friends immediately from the start for the past 10+ years.

If you are one of her few long term friends even though I post this anonymously you will know exactly who I am.

Eventually I moved to England and Cassidy followed trying to rid herself of her heroin addiction and for the both of us to start fresh.

We moved into a small one bedroom apartment and soon after our friendship blossomed into a "intimate" relationship.

About 4 months into living together a mutual friend of ours had a birthday which we went to and partied extremely hard. I was incredibly drunk & on our walk to the bus two males approached us and started harassing us.

Upon getting to our bus stop they continued to follow us and became extremely touchy and eventually boarded the bus with us.

Like I said, I was very drunk but this was during the time that Cassidy would carry around a hand held video camera so I was able to later watch a few clips from that night. On the bus I started to feel extremely uncomfortable with the situation, to the point where when our stop came I jumped off first thing.. But yet there was no Cassidy behind me.

As I stumbled back to the apartment I realized she was the only one with a key, so I knocked on our neighbors door to sit and wait for her return.

Upon hearing her enter the building I realized she had these same two men with her, I quickly followed them into our apartment where she explained they were just gonna come smoke some weed with her. I said goodnight and got into bed where I proceeded to message my boyfriend on my mac book and vomit all over myself.

I passed out after that only to awake and see Cassidy in our room standing over the bed, The next time I awoke I felt a dick between my legs and my arms being held behind my back. I was being raped. With my body and hair covered in my vomit and the room spinning I was defenseless. I was also on my period which made it incredibly easy to penetrate me. I shut my eyes and waited for them to finish. I couldn't believe it nor could I see exactly which one of the men it was who had just violated me. I heard the water running in the bathroom and as I reached for my laptop I felt nothing. I soon realized not only had I been raped but I had been robbed as well. I got out of bed and stumbled to the living room looking for Cassidy, whom it turns out was asleep on the couch. Meanwhile one of the men was sitting on the other couch with his head in his hands saying nothing.

I shook Cassidy up and immediately said "I've just been raped and robbed."

Her response was like she couldn't care less. She went back to sleep.

I threw her phone at the guy on the couch and demanded he call his friend and get him to bring me back my shit. I couldn't believe it, not only had I been violated but my own best friend who had been sexually assaulted in the past herself couldn't give a fuck. I ran down the hallway and banged on the neighbor's door who I had been at previously and she took me in. I could hear the guy leave my apartment. My neighbor wrapped me up in a robe and put me in her bed while she called the police. Once they showed up it was probably another hour or so before Cassidy actually showed up asking what had happened.

The next couple of days were a blur, a combination of police interviews and hospital rape kits. HIV vaccines and video statements. All while Cassidy held a cold demeanor.

She was upset as the guy on the couch had stolen her phone.

She was upset because I had to keep asking her to use her laptop as it was the only way I could contact my family and friends back at home.

I felt alone, I called suicide hotlines just to talk to anyone,

The few friends I had made during the short time I had lived here heard all about it and barely knew me.

The fact was that I had been best friends with this person for years and

she could barely talk to me about it.

She told me to read the book the lovely bones which is about a young girl who gets raped and murdered.

My mom flew out. I wanted to kill myself.

Two months later during an argument about money,

She told me to ask my grandparents (who were the only relatively wealthy people in my family) for money. My rebuttal was that I couldn't just ask for money like that and I hadn't won a bunch of money in a court settlement like she had.

She said "well I was raped"

I said "I was too, and you didn't give a fuck." She moved out after that day.

The police officer who eventually came to explain the rape kit couldn't tell them much as my period blood had lubricated me and I showed no sign of forced entry.

She told me I was better off not being friends with Cassidy.

I moved on, moved out and made new friends. Cassidy & I didn't talk for a couple months. We eventually left things amicable.

Cut to three/four years later Cassidy explains she wants to move back to the UK.

My wounds having healed somewhat from the last experience with her I invited her back to live with me for as long as she needed.

I had cultivated a very close girlfriend group and introduced her to everyone upon her arrival. It was nice to have her back and she explained how she had been escorting while back at home.

The next few months / years were great. It was awesome having my friend back and she got along fantastic with everyone although a few people commented that she typically talked about herself everyone seemed to really like her.

Eventually I left my Job of 4 years and needed a change of scenery,

Cassidy and another girlfriend of mine had decided to move in together..

everything seemed great even though I had chose to move on and out by relocating to the south of England

We had a group chat where we all kept in touch.I had left a bunch of suitcases of clothes and house items at her flat so I could eventually come back and get them.

It was my birthday and Cassidy came to visit. I was extremely lonely in my new place so I had started seeing someone and when Cassidy came to visit I was unattentive which she later explained hurt her feelings. I completely understood and apologized as who wants a friend to put forward effort and then feel burned about it! I certainly didnt.

Birthday beef having been squashed

I came back to Cassidys to retrieve my stuff.

She had sent me a picture of her wearing a dress that one of my friends had gifted me and explained she was going through my stuff to "help clean it"

We drove back to get some of the suitcases and my cat and Cassidy was extremely rude and obnoxious the whole time I was there. It hurt my heart and I could feel my friend slipping away again.

Eventually I met my now husband and couldn't be more excited.

My conversation in the group chat at the time was mainly gushing about how I couldn't believe I snagged the man of my dreams and most of my friends were extremely happy for me.

This leads up to one of the final times I saw Cassidy as we attended a gig in London. She had seemed distant and even more so self absorbed talking about herself to the point where I had mentioned it to my other friends at the gig.

They agreed.Later I invited my husband and his friend to the flat we were staying at as he wanted to smoke everyone out and have a lil party with us.

Everyone including Cassidy seemed to be enjoying themselves hitting dabs and drinking til the early morning.

The next day while looking for the wifi code I found a couple pairs of my lingerie in the drawers. I didn't mention it but we all went out and everything seemed ok.

After that day it was definitely obvious that Cassidy and my friend living with her were distancing themselves. I couldn't understand why until Cassidy had flown back to America and sent me another picture of her in some clothes of mine with the caption "look what I found in my suitcase" (um what?)

This is where I finally questioned her, How did this stuff just end up in your suitcase?! Why were you being so distant?!

She went off on me of course..she has a pattern of saying the same things and acting as a victim any time someone calls her out.

We called our friendship off for the second time and again I felt a weight lifted.

But she wasn't done with her manipulation.. living in the same area as the friends I had introduced her to she used them as fodder.

Taking girl gang pictures with captions like "so glad we have a positive girl vibe in our group finally" "love my girls" basically bullying me and using my own best friends. A couple of them caught this.. and realized what she was trying to do.

I lost the friend who lived with her due to her manipulating her and giving her a "choose one" ultimatum. The other girls soon realized and kept their distance from her. Cassidy would post things online aimed at me saying I should kill myself becauseI called my boyfriend my husband.. and then comment on other people's instagrams being overly friendly in my direction (she loves to manipulate)

When I contacted two of the girls about this whole fiasco that's going on now..

they both knew who I was because Cassidy still can't seem to keep my name out of her mouth and stop talking shit on me, Which for the life of me I can't understand as she tells my other friend's she would like to get in touch with me. So which one is it Cassidy?

As for the No AA comments this is totally true, She has said in the past to me she doesn't see Asian or Black men due to the fact that they can be violent and hard to handle clients.

As for her apologyShe doesn't give a fuck about any of it only the fact that it could potentially hurt her instagram follower count.

You may call me an opportunist for coming out with this all now but the fact is I didn't have a voice before.

I had mentioned to someone about what I had dealt with and felt almost as though I was unbelieved because of her "notoriety" that It just sounded like I was talking shit and was jealous of how many followers she had.

But the fact of the matter is I was bullied, I was abused, I was ignored, and most importantly I was put in an extremely dangerous situation because of this girl's ignorance.

There are other incidents I had with this person that I just don't have the time to explain either.. but this is a summary.

And I hope the words I say here are tales of caution to anyone else who wants to be friends with her. I hope you don't have to learn the hard way like I did.

*** shared by cassidys ex girlfriend****

[my-insanity-is-irrelevant]

The same to you - all of them 🎃

200: My crush’s name is: Ryan, Eli, Claire, several others I cant name for complicated reasons 

199: I was born in: 1997/a hospital 

198: I am really: Intense weather in my calmness or excitement 

197: My cellphone company is: T-Mobile

196: My eye color is: Light green

195: My shoe size is: 9 1/2 wide (i usually have to do like a 11 for high heals)

194: My ring size is: ??????? probably big I have chubby fingers

193: My height is: 5′ 6″

192: I am allergic to: nothing unless you count idiocy 

191: My 1st car was: A blue 2007 Ford Focus and I LOVED her

190: My 1st job was: A server for Cheddar’s Casual Cafe 

189: Last book you read: How to Ruin Everything by George Watsky 10/10

188: My bed is: A king with lots o’ pillows and blankets and is very comfy

187: My pet: 2 cats, 5 kittens, 6 dogs, 2 snakes, 1 bearded dragon, 1 leopard gecko, 4 turtles, 1 bullfrog tadpole, and bunches of fish

186: My best friend: is a boy i met a month ago because i have intimacy issues

185: My favorite shampoo is: Dead Sea’s Argon oil shampoo is so good to my poor dry curls

184: Xbox or ps3: I use an Xbox to watch Netflix but I don’t play video games

183: Piggy banks are: Cute decorations but go unused

182: In my pockets: $2, some lint, a rubber band, and something weird i took out of my dog’s mouth earlier

181: On my calendar: I have nothing written in it but it has cool pictures of bears

180: Marriage is: Cool because of the financial benefits but other than that unnecessary to prove one’s love. I want a wedding though because I want a pretty dress

179: Spongebob can: Make me hate my life a 3am

178: My mom: Died of breast cancer and smoked a lot of pot

177: The last three songs I bought were? I can’t remember ever paying for music but the last three i listened to are: Cherry Wine by Hozier, Strong As An Oak by Watsky, and San Cristobal by Mal Blum

176: Last YouTube video watched: A slam poem by Neil Hilborn called Liminality

175: How many cousins do you have? I have no clue? At least 10 on each side, but i’m sure there’s way more than that

174: Do you have any siblings? 2 older brothers, 2 older sisters, ans one younger sister 

173: Are your parents divorced? They were never married

172: Are you taller than your mom? Nope! She was like 5′10′

171: Do you play an instrument? I can play hot cross buns on the recorder and thats the best i can do

170: What did you do yesterday? I slept and ate beef jerky[ I Believe In ]169: Love at first sight: No, but i do believe in lust and infatuation at first site. I think  love takes time to grow.

168: Luck: Yes like, as in karma

167: Fate: Catch me in the right mood and i do

166: Yourself: NOOOOOPE

165: Aliens: Yes

164: Heaven: No

163: Hell: Yes, it’s called Texas

162: God: Naaaaah

161: Horoscopes: I think they’re accurate generalizations

160: Soul mates: Yeah but not like the traditional; kind of way, i think we have lots of people we’re meant to be with in various ways

159: Ghosts: Yes and No i go back and forth

158: Gay Marriage: 100%

157: War:0%

156: Orbs: Idk what this is talking about but sure, ill root for them

155: Magic: No, Im a science gal[ This or That ]154: Hugs or Kisses: Hugs

153: Drunk or High: High, drinking gives me a tummy ache

152: Phone or Online: Online

151: Red heads or Black haired: Red heads

150: Blondes or Brunettes: Brunettes

149: Hot or cold: Cold

148: Summer or winter: Winter

147: Autumn or Spring: Autumn

146: Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla

145: Night or Day: Night

144: Oranges or Apples: Apples

143: Curly or Straight hair: Curly

142: McDonalds or Burger King: Mcdonald’s

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: White Chocolate is the key to my heart

140: Mac or PC: PC

139: Flip flops or high heels: HIgh heels even though i cant walk in them

138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: Sweet and poor

137: Coke or Pepsi: Coke

136: Hillary or Obama: Obama

135: Burried or cremated: Cremated, the idea of rotting creeps me out

134: Singing or Dancing: Dancing but im bad at both

133: Coach or Chanel: Idgaf

132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: ??????

131: Small town or Big city: Big city

130: Wal-Mart or Target: Wal-Mart

129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: I hate Adam Sandler

128: Manicure or Pedicure: Manicure

127: East Coast or West Coast: West Coast

126: Your Birthday or Christmas: Christmas all the waaaaaay

125: Chocolate or Flowers: Flowers, preferably potted

124: Disney or Six Flags: Disney i’m scared of roller coasters

123: Yankees or Red Sox: I dont sports[ Here’s What I Think About ]122: War: Its stupid and bad and i hate violence 

121: George W. Bush: Okay, looook, i dig his paintings, okay???

120: Gay Marriage: gimme that shit i want that shit

119: The presidential election: I could be down for violence against trump

118: Abortion: everyone should have safe access to abortions, they save lives

117: MySpace: I never had one? Does it still exist? I may make one for fun? 

116: Reality TV: i dont ever watch it, i avoid it like the plauge

115: Parents: Mine were grade A shit

114: Back stabbers: What goes around comes around

113: Ebay: I use Amazon

112: Facebook: Its filled with my racist family, i avoid it 

111: Work: I watch my niece and nephew (twins) and i love it

110: My Neighbors: I don’t interact with them ever

109: Gas Prices: why so expensive pls give me break

108: Designer Clothes: catch me in wal-mart clothes i bough 4 years ago

107: College: I want but cant afford halp

106: Sports: no

105: My family: I love them but they fkn annoy the shit out of me with their political views

104: The future: stop.[ Last time I ]103: Hugged someone: My niece yesterday

102: Last time you ate: I am eating a bowl of mac n’ cheese right now

101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: I saw my sister’s in-laws last week and i loooooove them! I made slime with the kids

100: Cried in front of someone: When i found out my ex was cheating on me like two months ago

99: Went to a movie theater: Went on a date with a cute boi like a month ago and w saw Baby Driver it was so good

98: Took a vacation: The only vacation ive ever took in my life was with my ex and his family to Florida last summer

97: Swam in a pool: Less than a week ago

96: Changed a diaper: Yesterday, i change them for a living

95: Got my nails done:last summer

94: Went to a wedding: My oldest sister got married last week!

93: Broke a bone: when i was like 3????

92: Got a peircing: two weeks ago i got my nipples done

91: Broke the law: this morning when i got high

90: Texted: Im texting cute bbs  right now[ MISC ]89: Who makes you laugh the most: My boi Ryan who is a fkn idiot i love him

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: I already left home and only miss having someone else cook and clean because my roomates are hopeless

87: The last movie I saw: The Last Five Years

86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: When i can move far north and start a loving and respectful communist sex cult

85: The thing im not looking forward to: Getting up for work at 5 in the morning

84: People call me: lame

83: The most difficult thing to do is: exist

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: i sure haven’t i’m Safe

81: My zodiac sign is: Libra

80: The first person i talked to today was: Ryan

79: First time you had a crush: i liked a boy named Antonio in second grade

78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: no one? 

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: Ryan last night when we said a stupid Ricks and Morty quote at the same time

76: Right now I am talking to: my cat Beatrice 

75: What are you going to do when you grow up: probably cry a lot

74: I have/will get a job: working with kids!

73: Tomorrow: I will be very tired

72: Today: I am very tired

71: Next Summer: I will be very hot

70: Next Weekend: Im going to tie ppl up with rope

69: I have these pets: see 187

68: The worst sound in the world: A baby crying because they’re hurt or sad

67: The person that makes me cry the most is: my ex inbox me for his url so you can tell him hes a meanie

66: People that make you happy: My nieces and nephews and also my bff

65: Last time I cried: last night because the damn dog was so cute

64: My friends are: amazing and deserve the world

63: My computer is: slow and bad but i still love her

62: My School: was down the road from a prison, which my mom was in years ago

61: My Car: is old and smells like my mom’s cigarettes 

60: I lose all respect for people who: are racist, homophobic, sexist, trans-phobic, Islamophobic, anti-semetic, ect. 

59: The movie I cried at was: the beginning of Guardians of the Galaxy

58: Your hair color is: Auburn

57: TV shows you watch: Game of Thrones, Criminal Minds, Sense 8

56: Favorite web site: tumblr.com

55: Your dream vacation: stargazing in Alaska 

54: The worst pain I was ever in was: when i fucked up my siatic nerve in a car wreck in January 

53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium-well

52: My room is: cold and messy and covered in kittens

51: My favorite celebrity is: Harry Styles

50: Where would you like to be: on a beach in Iceland with a person playing a ukulele 

49: Do you want children: Only if i have more than one long term partner living with me 

48: Ever been in love: Yes 

47: Who’s your best friend: see 186 its Ryan

46: More guy friends or girl friends: no

45: One thing that makes you feel great is: when my cat comes to me and just lays where shes barely touching me 

44: One person that you wish you could see right now: My best friend from high school who committed suicide 

43: Do you have a 5 year plan: no

42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: no

41: Have you pre-named your children: I want to name my kid Coraline but id also like to do something not defined by a single gender?

40: Last person I got mad at: My sister because she left the dogs inside all day while i was at work even though shes a stay at home mom and so the poor things had accidents and no one was happy

39: I would like to move to: Canada

38: I wish I was a professional: mom[ My Favorites ]37: Candy: white chocolate truffles 

36: Vehicle: vintage beatles 

35: President: Alexander Hamilton

34: State visited: Florida

33: Cellphone provider: ?????

32: Athlete: ?????

31: Actor: Nat Wolf

30: Actress: Maise willams

29: Singer: Radical Face/Hozier

28: Band: Bad Books

27: Clothing store: Wal-mart

26: Grocery store: Joe-V’s Smart Shop

25: TV show: Game of Thrones

24: Movie: Swiss Army Man

23: Website: see 56

22: Animal:  Monitors 

21: Theme park: i dont do theme parks

20: Holiday: Halloween

19: Sport to watch: does Yuri on Ice count?

18: Sport to play: no

17: Magazine: i don’t read magazines but i heard Teen Vogue is doing wonders

16: Book: The Kite Runner

15: Day of the week: Wednesday’s Child is Full of Woe

14: Beach: wherever i was in Florida 

13: Concert attended: Warped Tour 2015 there was a band called Onwards ect. it was so good

12: Thing to cook: homemade flour tortillas 

11: Food: Cheese enchiladas

10: Restaurant: This cute little place named Marianne’s thats down the road from my house she makes the best tamales 

9: Radio station: 94.5 The Buzz

8: Yankee candle scent: Clean Linen 

7: Perfume: i dont

6: Flower: Lilies 

5: Color: pink

4: Talk show host: Steve Harvey

3: Comedian: John Mulaney

2: Dog breed: Pit Bulls

1: Did you answer all these truthfully? 100%