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doof-doofblog · 5 years ago

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"Liars Have To Pay!"

Good Evening folks! How have you all been during the past week? I know it's been hard having to stay indoors and try and keep yourself occupied. I've been finding it hard since my workplace closed, and with EastEnders only being on twice a week, it's hard to find things to watch in the evenings. I know how you're all feeling, let's hope that all this that's going on in the world can be slowed down and in time they'll be able to gain control of this awful virus.

Firstly, before we get into tonight's episode, let's talk about the trailer that was dropped on Friday evening. Give us a lot to look forward to during these next few episodes i'm sure! Dotty is still blackmailing Ian after she found out about him trapping Dennis in the boat crash. We know there's going to be some kind of love triangle between her and the two Beale brothers, but will she get what she's really after? The Arches? Will she persuade Ian to get Ben to sign them over to her? Or will she play both Peter and Bobby to get to Ian? I can it being an interesting story-line.

We also see Linda reaching for the bottle again, but it doesn't necessarily show us her drinking, only sniffing the bottle. Is she about to have a setback?? What i'm interested in is, what actually happens for her to reach and sniff the bottle anyway? Does something happen or is it just left there on a table and she's trying to beat the temptation?! Mick is selling The Vic, could this be what actually makes it the final straw for Linda and will he act fast into selling the pub?! It also appears to be the funeral of Dennis's funeral tonight ... how is Sharon going to cope?! Phil is back and is desperate to speak to Sharon, what could it be about?! I have a feeling it's going to kick off at Dennis's funeral tonight, either Sharon will find out how Dennis died and Ian's involvement, or she'll blame Phil and attack him in some way (Physically or Verbally) ... there is always some sort of reveal or confrontation at an EastEnders funeral, right?!

Ooooooohhhhhh Ben finally says those three words all Ballum fans have been longing to hear!! What makes him finally say these words to Callum? Whatever it may be, i'm looking forward to seeing that episode!! I believe there's been some news, although it could just be a rumour going round, of Grey and Whitney having an affair?! Has this story been confirmed? Is it word of mouth?! Although in the last episode, we did see Whitney give Grey a hug, maybe looking to be comforted as she realises she still feels unsafe in her own home after being released from prison. It's true it did look a bit to cosy, but who knows? It's an interesting rumour and I'm not sure how i'm going to feel if it turns out to be true. For one, Whitney is Chantelle's good friend, why would she do that to her?! Grey, even though he treats his wife appallingly, every time he goes to apologise, he always tells her he loves her. So, who knows what could happen between Whitney and Grey? What do you guys think of this rumour?

Anyway, lets get right stuck into tonight's episode ... Looks like a lot happened tonight, obviously the main focus being young Dennis's funeral. Again, I need to applaud the performance of Letitia Dean, she's been absolutely fantastic acting as the grieving mother over the past few episodes. It was a good one tonight, I was going to say emotional, but there was also a bit of drama there also.

Dotty is still buzzing around Ian like a queen bee, trying to make sure he's doing what she told him to do. Will she end up having The Arches? Will Ian somehow trick Ben into signing them over to her?! Even when Ian was doing that speech on behalf of Sharon, it was obvious how uncomfortable Ian looked, while Dotty was watching him from across the Square. It looked like she was struggling to get through the day also, when she saw Dennis's coffin and then to see Sharon and the state she was in, she can't be telling Sharon the truth as it will destroy the poor woman even more. However, that does not mean that she wont tell someone else or maybe worse, go to the press about it. The conversation she had with Vinny about liars should pay, she has definitely got a plan up her sleeve. I liked the little friendship going on between Dotty and Vinny, it seemed liked both characters clicked.

The Panesar boys are still coming to terms with their mother's lies, I think hense why Vinny listened to Dotty and kinda understood what she was saying in some way. Vinny is taking to graffiti and possibly befriending Dotty to cope with Suki lying about cancer. Whereas Jags is cosy-ing up to Habiba. Suki still doesn't care about that impact her actions have taken on her boys, she doesn't care she lied about having cancer, I'm still baffled as to how someone can even do that, it is the lowest of the low! A part of me felt a bit angry that she was even talking about Ben about the loss of Dennis. How dare she give him her condolences. Really felt for Ben in tonight's episode, firstly being banned from the funeral of a young lad he once saw as his younger brother, that moment when Ben and Callum and sat on the bench watching the hearse leave, it was pretty sad for Ben in that moment, did anyone else notice Callum slightly brush the side of Ben's leg?! Really touching I felt, Callum still trying to be there for his boyfriend, even fixing his tie for him at the beginning of the episode. I'm glad Ben still decided to go the pub to remember Dennis, he was right, Sharon couldn't stop him going to a pub! Ben is coping with a lot at the moment, losing his hearing and also grieving for Dennis. I can understand Jack's concern for Callum, but Callum can make up his own mind about who he sees and who he falls in love, I don't really think it's anyone's business who Callum dates. He can still be in a relationship with Ben (regardless of his history) and still be part of the police force, I mean, why not?!

I really felt for Linda when Sharon was shouting at her over the pizza, it's clear Sharon wanted everything perfect for her son's last day, it's a shame Linda had to be on the end of her outburst. I think it was the last thing the pair of them needed, Sharon desperate for her son's funeral to go perfectly without a hitch, and Linda to be yelled at and insulted by her best friend after everything she's been through trying to get her life back on track. It's so sweet that Mick is standing by his wife, complementing her and telling her how proud he is of her, it's the Mick and Linda everyone enjoys seeing. Although, when Linda did say she could be one of those people who just has the one drink, my mind did think "Uh-Oh!" ... and when that moment came when she was in the kitchen, oh my mind was racing .... first she walks into the room and sees the vodka bottle ... "Come on, you can do it!" ... she ignores it and heads right for the tea and flings a teabag in the cup ... "Yes, Linda! Good girl!" ... to then her grabbing the bottle and sniffing it ... "Don't do it!" ... Putting the teabag away and pouring the vodka ... "Noooo!!!! Don't do it!" .... Lifting the cup to her lips and drinking it in one gulp ... "Noooooooooo!!! She'll be pouring herself another cup now!" .... then she surprisingly put the lid back on and put the bottle in the cupboard, "Ahhh, is she trying to prove she can just take the one drink and be okay?" ... to then noticing a pen mark on the bottle marking the amount of alcohol inside ... "Oh no! What she going to do now?" .... Then again, she could just throw the bottle down the sick and tell Mick she didn't have any and it was to save her the temptation? Or would that just be a little too easy? It'll be interesting to see what happens next, will she come clean and tell Mick she just had the one, or will he find the bottle before she gets a chance to explain herself?

Poor poor Sharon, no one should ever have to face burying their child. Letitia Dean has been fantastic the past few episodes. She really despises the Mitchell's at the minute doesn't she? Not even accepting a wreath off Ben, Lola and Lexi ... she didn't even want any of the Mitchell's at the funeral, she's even going by her maiden name now, "Sharon Watts" and even though Phil adopted Dennis, she's now given him his old name "Dennis Rickman Jr". It's as if she's wiped the Mitchell name from her life for good, mainly because she blames Phil for Dennis's death. I found the moment when everyone went the the cars a bit emotional, with the music playing. It seems really touching as a send off for a young character, everyone getting in their cars and then people on the Square watching them drive away, I just found it very touching. Since Ian gave Karen that warning about leaving Walford with Kayden, I've said I wonder how Sharon will react, I'm a bit surprised she seemed okay with it, probably because she's seen it as him doing her a favour, but surely there must be something else? I do think somehow, someway, Sharon will find out what Ian did ... whether it's from Dotty or someone else or another twist of fate. Ooooohh Phil is back, where has he been and what has he got to say to Sharon? She didn't look best pleased to see him when he walked into the Vic! It's all about to kick off tomorrow, I don't know about you guys but i'm really looking forward to seeing how the episode will unfold tomorrow!

What did you guys think of tonight's episode? Are you glad to see Phil back? What do you think is going to happen next for Linda, will Mick find out?! I'll back again tomorrow another blog! I hope you'll all enjoy your Tuesday! Look after yourself and keep safe! Goodnight everyone! xXx

#eastenders #sharonmitchell #lindacarter #ianbeale #dottycotton #benmitchell #ballum #callumhighway #philmitchell

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prettytragcdies · 5 years ago

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send me 🍒 + a url and i will write some positivity for them.

rosemalice asked: 🍒impulsivcty

LEXIE. Where do I even begin? My Honey Beeotch. The Ann to my Sue Ellen. The Katherine to my Edie. The Tanya to my Donna. Basically, the bunch of stuff to my bunch of stuff, because we have way too many pairings to name. We've been friends for so long now that I don't even remember how we first met. Is that terrible lol? It was probably like MySpace or somewhere, but it's been over a decade now, and that's just wild. We're still super close, though, and that deserves to be celebrated.

If it isn't already clear, I absolutely adore Lexie. Sometimes we go a couple of weeks without talking, but we're always able to pick up right where we left off, and I love that about us. Also, when we do catch up, we do it everywhere from text messages to Instagram. We don't care about the platform or how many different conversations we have going on at once lol.

Okay, now for some positivity about her blogs. First of all, her graphic skills are incredibly insane. I mean, I don't know the first thing about how to create a Google Doc, but hers always look so incredibly professional. I'm jelly. She also writes such a creative variety of muses, a lot of which are underappreciated. I love reading her responses when they come across my dash, even if I've never seen some of the shows the characters are from before. Lexie is just such a talented writer with her own unique style and voice. It's like nothing else I've ever seen before, and I'll pretty much follow her anywhere and write with any of her muses. She has great taste.

Basically, I'm forever a fan of Lexie's, and I'm forever grateful to have her in my life. It definitely wouldn't be anywhere near the same without her. Also, she's one of the best cat mamas I've ever known, and I hope she's not working too hard these days. Oh, and we really need to hang out again at Southfork together once all of this stuff finally blows over and we're allowed to return to traveling. /endpredictablesappyramble // impulsivcty

#x.| we'll probably have take three ( ooc )#rosemalice

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qualquercoisa945 · 5 years ago

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SIX SINGALONG

i feel so bad for y’all cause now you gotta put up with my rambling but fuck it it’s m y blog

Before the show

So first of all we got lost once we left the subway but we got there at like 7:30 pm-ish??? so all is well!!

we got there and my mom went to claim the tickets and i went to the store: i got the get down t shirt and a programme (keep that last boi in mind)

then i went outside cause @ship-happens-bitch and i had agreed to meet up outside so it was easier to see each other cause it’d be less crowded

that didn’t go according to plan because guess who attracted a crowd while leaving the matinee?? miss jaye’j herself

she was the biggest sweetheart ever and i was shaking so bad because it was my first musical theatre show and someone else had to take the pictures but really she was an angel and i loved meeting her so much

and then after that me and rae made eye contact and i just went “rae?” really awkwardly and she nodded and we both just kinda laughed, talked a bit, then went inside to our seats and we talked there until the show started

there were these signs at the entrance of the theatre that said that the performance was being filmed so 👀👀👀👀

During the show

vicki came on stage tonight right before the show began to basically tell us to only sing along during the songs and everyone gave her the loudest cheer and like she’s an angel

IT WAS ALL SO G O O D EVERYONE WAS SINGING ALONG AND I JUST JHSHDFLKHLKDJHDFK I WAS TOO BUSY FREAKING OUT TO ACTUALLY PAY ATTENTION AND HAVE DETAILS BUT I’LL DO MY BEST

gosh, courtney was on as aragon and i feel like her aragon is a lot more playful and young??? which isn’t bad but like it’s different, but i really enjoyed her she did such an amazing job and her riff at the end of no way was just, fantastic

i’ve discovered that millie is just as much of a fan favorite as she seems like from here because i saw so many boleyn cosplays for the costume challenge

but also, another wonderful performance by miss millie o’connell, she was so full of energy and so hilarious and just Wow

natalie got a standing fucking ovation which was well deserved because i’m not exaggerating when i say that she was crying by the end of heart of stone

grace was about to cry as well by the end of it and so was i

during haus of holbein this group of people stood up in front of us and like we stood up as well and they had these glasses that glowed neon green and it was amazing

lexi gave me a gay panic during get down but i already expected that

AND THEN GRACE

OH GOD GRACE’S HOWARD I NEARLY CRIED

SHE WAS LIKE NEARLY SOBBING I’M NOT OKAY

okay but seriously grace was fantastic, she brought a much younger and fresher look to kitty that aimie, even though her performance is just as amazing, doesn’t quite nail in my opinion. i still prefer aimie’s version of all you wanna do but grace nails the speaking lines in a way that i just like better than aimie’s

and then maiya was just, wow. legitimately she was so good, super awkward and anxious and it was just Wow her performance as parr is so fucking good

i don’t need your love also got a standing ovation and we were all standing during six (the song) as well

during that slower bit right before six where they sing the chorus softly millie didn’t start right after natalie so the audience ended up singing her bit, then having to stop, and Then start again

i think there was this pop during.... i think the beginning of the second chorus of six? i might be wrong, but anyways maiya and grace were like kinda hugging each other and they just looked at each other before laughing and it was the cutest thing

After the show

my mom had to go back into the theatre to get my programme because i left it there lmfao

but anyways i nearly cursed in front of a child

grace was the first to leave and she got the Loudest cheer bro

i was the first one to notice natalie and maiya leaving so i started the cheer and maiya looked so startled and i felt bad so i said “sorry!” twice but idk if she heard me

i was in the first few seconds of lexi’s live which was Amazing

we were actually lucky enough to get a pic with everyone performing tonight!! lexi especially because usually she doesn’t stage door

millie complimented my hair and my hometown and anyways I’m: Love Her

i went for a walk after stage dooring because jesus christ i was feeling a lot of things but i ended up going back to the theatre and millie signed my programme and anyways i’m dying

so yeah!! that was six for me!!

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goalkepa · 6 years ago

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2k followers appreciation post💙

I did the appreciation post when I reached 1k probably a year ago. And I feel like I need to write this again, not only because I keep this as part of the memories but also because I regard it as a chance to show my gratefulness to every single one of you who has become my friends or just simply support me, unconditionally. This post will be pretty long I guess. You can just scroll through as long as you feel annoyed. But if you have time, especially those who I will mention later, I hope you can read it word by word, because you guys really take a big part in my life. Without further ado, let’s get started!

I’d love to mention some *old* friends first:

@thomas-partey :

Probably the one that has been there for me from the beginning of this journey? I always enjoy the time when we have talks, Yerika, about Atleti, about life. You are such a sweet and brave person, who will put all your efforts to reach the goals you set for yourself. That’s what I admire A LOT. Although we didn’t talk that much like we used to, because you’re not online pretty often anymore, just want you to know that I’m still here for you, always. And I feel like I’ll write you a message very soon🙈Thank you for always backing me up. Much love to you.💙

@coolsaul :

Awww Julie my superb French bean out there😍 I still remember when I traveled to Paris, I messaged you about some stupid questions like I was so worried that if I couldn’t find the location of Boutique FFF or if I went there and the store was not open etc. But you were so nice and patient to me at that time, and even now you will still answer ALL the things about Les Bleus and even share your amazing memories (like meeting all those French idiots) with me, which makes me feel so so honored and happy. Oh and not to mention how awesome you are as an Atleti’s fan and how ambitious you are as a beautiful lady. Wish everything goes well there in UK. Much love to you💙

And now here comes some *new blood*. I think I’ve talked to more people after World Cup compared to the time before this tournament. The reason? I don’t know. For me, this needs a lot of courage and I’m extremely glad that I sent the simple “hi” message to some of my mutuals (or few of you sent me first), who are all so freaking nice to me. I wrote the order randomly. In case I forgot to mention some of you, I’m truly sorry. It only means that I’m a dumbass and I honestly don’t know how to put my feelings into words. Anyway, I thank all of you a lot. Here we go:

@niguezsaul :

Needless to say, the funniest Colchoneros I could not ask for. When the game is live and you post your live update, it’s really entertaining. Sometimes it could be hilarious, or just so close to the truth. Your love for Atleti is very valuable and precious. Although I believe you’ve experienced the hardness of supporting this color, you will never give up, right? When the next season comes, you’ll definitely witness our spirit by yourself. Trust me, Karo. You won’t regret for being heartbroken for them over and over again. Much love to you💙

@the-place-to-sparkle :

Let me introduce you a sweet, kind, caring and beautiful lady. Her name is Cami. You’d better write it down. Girl, your love for the things you adore is the purest thing on this planet. Not only football, but also the way you dream of living in your life. On this site, there are too much hatred and negative things. But you are never affected by this. You’re always the one who shares positive stuffs, post some good vibes and reblog all those gentle reminders, which are helpful for those who need, including me. What makes you become such a unique person in my heart, is that you never hide the true side of yourself. This is why all of us love you, Cami. We love the real you and you should never change for anyone. Keep on sparkling✨ my lovely bean. Much love to you💙

@diogodxlot :

Okay so please let me say this again, you are so fucking beautiful ngl (Hector should open his eyes honestly😏) I really really love those locksreens you made, all of them. You have a good taste in aesthetic. I hope I can reach 1% of your level😂 And the thing that you said you cannot choose a single player to print on the jersey? That’s the cutest shit ever, Charvi, really. I hope you get yourself a jersey very very soon. Manchester United owes you one. And good luck to the last exam. You’re gonna SMASH IT. Much love to you💙

@lidah-itsme :

The most gorgeous Italian on this planet goes to…. Teresa🥳 You don’t know how much I love the story behind the name “Lidah”. This is not only such a cool thing but also a meaningful way to represent yourself. I love it. Also your love for Liverpool and Trent amazes me every single day. You’re such a nice fan, only focus on your team in a positive way. That’s what we need on this site✊🏻 By the way, I remember you love Eden Hazard, right? Maybe we should talk about how this happens, privately👀 Much love to you 💙

@draxla :

So, Nathália, my Atleti’s and Chelsea’s mutual. Becoming part of the Blues is not in my plan but here I am. And I’m so glad that there is someone who can experience the pain with me🤣 We haven’t talked too much, but I like you and your point of view. Your thoughts are so close to mine most of the times. I feel grateful for that. At here, there are too many different opinions and finding a person who thinks the way we do is such an awesome thing. I believe you can feel it too. Thank you so much for being my friend. Hope our teams still stop disappointing us for the rest of the season🙏🏻😂Much love to you💙

@erikscn :

Let’s first talk about the Gremi thing, joking😜 But this is probably the reason why we started our conversation. So, I guess, thanks to that😂You’re talented in writing. Your work for my boy Paulo is such a beautiful masterpiece. Promise me that you will never stop showing your talent, alright? What I adore you the most, is your personality. Those stories you told me give me clues about which kinds of person you are. And this IS the Greta I LOVE😌 Don’t ever feel that you’re dumb or not good enough. Being who you truly are is the reason why you’re on this post, and he knows it too! Much love to you💙

@holdmyhopeinyourhands :

First of all, thank you for being my coolest mutual askjsanjkn🙈 I honestly never saw anyone shares their deepest thought of players like you do, Mona. Those post you dedicated to specific players are enjoyable to read💞 And your love for PSG and Roma is the most supportive I’ve ever seen. They are lucky to have a fan like you. Never stop doing what you’re doing, including writing the umbrella academy fanfic. You have the rights to decide how to manage your blog and I’ll support you no matter what✊🏻 Much love to you💙

@avsensio :

Who is the funniest person on this site? Lexi. Whose posts always make me choke? Lexi. Who is the master of using memes? Lexi. I’m not going to give more clues about how awesome this girl is🤷🏻‍♀️ I still remember our first talk. It was an unforgettable night for me. After time goes by, we found out so many mutual points, like we are both March baby, our love for France NT and we both adore Lauv’s music etc… the things we share really cannot describe by words🥰 And remember you told me to not stop what I’m doing, to not affected by others? Your words sill impact me nowadays. And now it’s my turn to tell you, do not fucking change yourself for others. Yea it’s impossible to let everyone like you but you will always have my support. ALWAYS✊🏻Much love to you 💙

@fcsonny :

Nicole💞✨ Can’t believe we met on tumblr when you were at Taiwan. I noticed you because you reblogged my post of the football journal and said you are able to understand the content. My first thought was like “oh shit there are people who can understand what I’m rambling in the journal😱” and then I thought “wait you speak Chinese?!?!?😍” so we talked and this is honestly one of the coolest experience ever, not to mention how nice you are to me. Thank you for that and next time when you visit Taiwan for the fourth time, message me in advance so I can show you around👌🏻 Much love to you💙

@paudybalas :

I’ll never ever forget that you came to my ask box and told me I’m the reason why you decided to create a football blog😭That was definitely one of the warmest compliments ever happened in my life. And you know what? You’re meant to become an awesome football blogger. I may inspire you but you are the only one to make your blog perfect and honestly, I feel like a proud mom🙈Those gifs you made are art. Those personal stories we share with each other will forever be part of the memories in my heart. You inspire me as well, Ellie🥰Thanks a lot. Much love to you 💙

@football-laeli :

Don’t want to sound dramatic but you are absolutely one of the sweetest human beings here🤧 Positive vibes only, always trying to convey some good energy and that’s amazing, Janna. Also, I’m so glad that you decided not to hide your support for you club Ajax anymore💞You changed for your boys, is there anything more powerful than this? I guess none. You’re such a sweet lady, and I wish one day all these good things you give us could all go back to you, because that’s what you deserve😉 Much love to you💙

@disappointment-fc :

So, you are a special person to me. First, you support Real Madrid and you once tried to convince me to love Sergio Ramos😂 This...is honestly quite cool and you are a nice madridista, which surprised me the most najksjnjas🙈 Second, you like Jeremy Lin (right?). Please take care of him🙏🏻Third, you are my kid and I’m your mother. You never go to bed on time, which means I could spend more time talking to you so I’ll try not to ask you to sleep early in the future👀Anyways, you’re one of the few that sent me messages first and have always been nice to me since then, including encouraging me when my team falls down. That’s the kindest gesture I could not ask for more. Thank you, Chloe💞✨Much love to you💙

@theblxefox :

I’ll never stop saying how much I thank you for inviting me join the Chelsea family👀🤧 Without you, my love for Kepa would just remain the original level (now it’s unstoppable😏) I love the way you deal with Chelsea’s disaster, being sarcastic but the love is still strong. Also, on this site, you not only care about football, but also global issues, sometimes even political aspects. You are not afraid of speaking your thoughts. Meanwhile, you stay respectful and let others convey their opinions. We need more people like you, Tommer🙏🏻 You’re that kind of person I dream to become. A kind of person who is beautiful both inside and out. Much love to you 💙

@footballgotmeoncrack :

The only person I already met in real life before having a talk online✨ This is not a coincidence, Angie, I always believe it’s not. The story happened between us is the most unique, ever. I remember you because you were nice to me at the stadium, and you are still nice to me, every second since then. Your love for goalkeepers, like Hugo, Gigi and Iker, is so pure and strong. I could not quite understand why goalies needed to be loved before I also become a fan of a goalkeeper. That’s why I admire you a lot, because you already started to protect the most important and underappreciated role on the pitch✊🏻I’m so glad that you’re able to see your team Spurs this summer. I’ll pray for you to get Hugo’s autograph or even a chance to talk to him🙏🏻You deserve it, my bestie. Also, good luck to your studying in advance. Much love to you 💙

@madtimer :

My beloved Taiwanese mutual here🥳 It’s hard to find a girl who loves football in Taiwan. That’s why I feel grateful to meet one here, not to say how sweet this girl is. Your love for BVB and Milli reminds me of my love for Atelti and Grizi. They are quite the same. Being disappointed but we never give up on them, right Lisa? And all those gifs you made, the way you support your team, is something I want the most from a football fandom (tho I still haven’t download PS because I’m too lazy skajnskj) also you are the one that writes journal related to football, like print some players’ photos and puts some thoughts on it, which makes me so happy because I’m not the only weirdo doing this👀 Anyways, thank you for always being there for me when I need someone to talk in Chinese😜 Much love to you 💙

@hazantowifey :

Potato’s wife, sometimes I really want to punch your face when you said cruel things about football but sadly😂 I can’t, because those are the truths, and you help me accept it. I will never forget that day you commented below my post saying that I’m important to you. Like, I’m shocked because we didn’t really have a lot of conversation but you already regard me as your friend. I still can’t believe it really happened to me😭 You can never make me mad, because you always know how to make my heart go like “aww” by sending me Kepa’s gifs🤦🏻‍♀️ And I HATE you for that. Hope one day we can meet in real life. Maybe go to THE 1975’s concert or a football match, Belgium vs France, so you can wear your Hazard’s jersey and I can wear my Anto’s jersey😜 I’ll look forward to that day to come. Much love to you💙

@leroysanei

My dearest 🐰 , the one that sent me messages first when I need it the most. An important person who always knows how to cheer me up. A person who will send “good morning” to me. A person that truly regards me as a real friend in her life. You take a big part in my heart, 🐰. No one can replace you. Your kindness is the reason why I opened my heart again, to make me believe that there are people I can trust on this site, to make me believe there is someone who will understand my feelings even tho they didn’t know me before🙏🏻 Except for talking about football, I love the time when we share our lives more, oh but maybe also when we are pouring our love for Kepa janskjnskdj🙈wow I really drag you into it I’m 👀 so proud of myself. Your reaction when you said you wanna dance with him in the rain, gosh this is the cutest thought EVER (oops I’m exposing you again 😬). You’re such a clever, independent woman. You’re much more amazing than you expected. Anyways, 🐰, thank you for becoming my best friend in life. Much love to you 💙

For the last one, it will go to my forever soulmate @footballffbarbiex

The one that joined me from the beginning of this journey. The one that has saved me from depression over and over again. We have been through many hard moments and shits together, which others will hardly understand. There are a lot of times when I only sent you a simple sentence, but you got it all. I don’t really have to explain anything you just know me too well. I don’t know why I’m so lucky to meet you in my life, to have you as a friend, a family. Besides being my soulmate, you’re a blessing to this fandom. First, I love your writing, a lot. You have to admit that you’re so talented at this part. That shhhh seires? Masterpiece. That Kepa’s one shot? Masterpiece. I won’t go on for the smut ones because that will expose myself ajsnjnaksjn😜 Second, you have a great interaction with your readers. You listen to their opinions, talk to them and always being so nice. We should all be grateful for those beautiful works you’ve provided to us. Third, you always care about our feelings and always being so respectful to everyone. You deserve love and love only, Amy💞 Words will never be enough to describe my thankfulness. But meanwhile I’ll never stop saying this, thank you, for being one of the most important people in my life. I’ll love you forever and ever💙💙💙

At last, thank you all those who came to my blog and left some sweet, kind messages. Thank you all for liking my stuffs, giving me encouragements or sharing your thoughts with me. It literally means a lot to me🙏🏻

It’s such a pleasure to be on here and I sincerely hope I can bring more joy and positivity to all of you in the future 💙

Love you guys so much,

Steffi

#2k followers appreciation post

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footballffbarbiex · 6 years ago

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End of year recs

As 2018 comes to an end, I want to thank everyone for sticking by me this year, for sending in their requests and being patient as I juggle motherhood with moving house and writing. You’ve been incredible and I love you all so much.

But this post isn’t about me. I mainly follow writing blogs, so if you’re not already aware of these blogs and you love reading fics then you need to start your 2019 off in THE best way.

non-football fandom:

@ne-gans . I’m slightly biased. This bitch is my best friend and has been for almost 2 decades. Her writing never fails to move me, to make me feel something and leaves me either in awe, a horny state or just lost for words. Sometimes all at once. She dabbles in several fandoms (and co-wrote Corrupted with me) but she’s predominantly a hoe for the Negan/TWD and Supernatural ones. She’s thirstier than me but a doll.

@daisysouthmoore . Again, dipping back into the Negan fandom, she’ll leave you a wreck after reading her work but craving more. I absolutely sobbed when I read her Little Bird series. I’m currently reading Daddy’s Girl and the storytelling in it is incredible. It feels like she’s recalling memories and talking to a friend. I lose myself in her work and I cannot recommend her enough. And the smut? Oh fuck, the smut is something else.

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our fandom:

@catharticallysarcastic . Szandra is Szandra. She’s a hoe but she’s my hoe. She has a very raw way of writing, she strips everything back and leaves her characters bare. She can write sickly sweet work or disgustingly filthy pieces. She mixes it up and just when I think I’ve read it all and couldn’t possibly feel anything else, she posts something new and blows me away.

@grizidybala my Steffi. My beautiful, beautiful Steffi. Not a writing blog, but one of the most compassionate people I’ve ever met. Funny, caring and there when you need her, Steffi is someone I don’t deserve. She knows exactly how I feel, I don’t ever really have to explain anything to her because she just gets it. She posts brilliant content and I love her dearly.

@avsensio Lexi. Someone who I almost regret talking to (especially as a throwaway comment last night ended up with me writing a 5.6k Antoine smut at 3am with at least another 5 parts to come). The second I see a message begin “OK BUT WHAT ABOUT” I just know I’m about to die from some smutty idea and this is almost daily. She understands my kinks and often comes back with worse. She corrupts me in the best ways and her writing is amazing.

@iwriteficsandtragedies Now I know I’ve got a lotta RM fans on my blog so I know you’ll love her content. Beautifully written, sickly sweet and the smut leaves me weak. Sarah is a must follow.

Other blogs to note but not any less important:

@grizifc (not a writing blog), @footballerimaginess , @footbaliimagines, @neycrisbale, @fcbarcafics, @fergrizi (not a writing blog), @fullynialls, @stxnesy, @mybrainisproudlyprovidedbybooks. There’s also @fcbarcelonababes but though Abbey no longer updates and has closed her blog, her work is brilliant.

I have a lot of followers but not as many mutuals. Next year if you ever wanted to send me a message and strike up a convo, please do! :)

#recs

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walkerismychoice · 6 years ago

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Cooking Lessons (Jax X MC)

Book: Bloodbound

Rating: PG-13 (Some suggestive language)

Summary: Jax wants Lexi to learn how to cook so she doesn’t always have to rely on him or take-out.

Word Count: 1371

Tag list: Tag List: @alanakusumastan @boneandfur @damienazariostan@tmarie82 @simplyaiden-blog @lorirwrites @christopher-powell @enmchoices @debramcg1106 @fairydustandsarcasm @ladynonsense @foghedgehog @lizeboredom @lazychic28, @confessionsofabrokegirl

Lexi walked in the door after another long night at work. She'd expected to smell the aroma of one Jax's master chef-like creations wafting through the air the moment she stepped inside, but that was not the case. Instead of food sizzling on the stove, the apartment was relatively silent. She looked over to see Jax sitting on the couch reading a book.

"Hi Jax." Lexi bent down to give him a quick peck on the lips. A surprised yelp escaped as Jax brought her down onto his lap, kissing her deeply.

He pulled back with a smile. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too, but I'm also starving. Any reason you didn't make dinner for me today? Not that I think you should have to have dinner ready and on the table every time I come home or anything, but you've kind of set the precedent. I have high expectations now." Lexi teased.

Jax chuckled. "I know, I've been letting you off too easy. I'm worried you'd waste away if I wasn't here to feed you."

"What do you think I do when we're not together? I got along just fine before you came into the picture, thank you."

"Lexi, you cannot survive off of take-out alone."

"Sure I can." Lexi smirked. "This is New York. My take-out options are limitless." Jax tilted his head and frowned disapprovingly. "Fine. Are you going to teach me to cook then? Last time you barely let me help you. I couldn't even cut the vegetables to your liking."

"We didn't have much time then. Now we have all the time in the world." Jax kissed her forehead. "I can be patient."

Lexi hopped up. "Well, some of us aren't immortal and need food to survive, so let's hurry up and get going." Jax shook his head, his lips curving upward into a smile as he followed her into the kitchen.

Jax revealed they would be making Yakisoba with chicken, a Japanese stir-fry he had prepared several times for Lexi because she liked it so much. It seemed simple enough. Jax got to work gathering the vegetables, chicken, noodles, and other ingredients. Lexi selected a bottle of Pinot Grigio from the fridge and poured them each a class. "Cooking is more fun when you drink."

Jax took a sip of his wine. "I'm not sure how you would know that, seeing as I always cook while you just sit and watch me with a glass of wine in hand."

"I'm pretty sure we've established that's because you are a control freak in the kitchen and probably don't even trust me to make toast without burning it." Lexi backed Jax up against the counter kissing him slowly, slipping her tongue past his lips still cool and sweet from the wine. She thought maybe she could feel a hint of his arousal before he spun out of her grasp.

"If you think I'm falling for that, you have another thing coming. You can't use your irresistible charms to get out of cooking this time."

Lexi turned her expression into a mock pout. "Okay, okay. What's first?"

Jax reached for a bag on the counter. "I bought these for you." Lexi pulled out the contents to reveal a set of colorful knives. "Every chef needs a good set of knives."

"Thank you Jax. That's very sweet of you. I'm going to pretend it's not just because you don't want me using yours."

"Of course not...well maybe a little. I am a bit protective of my knives. But I also wanted you to have your own now that you'll be cooking more."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. This may turn our completely inedible causing you to banish me from the kitchen once an for all."

"I'm watching you, Lexi." Jax narrowed his eyes but couldn't keep a grin off his face. You better not not mess up just to get out of future cooking duties."

"Who me? Never. Lexi laughed and then grabbed a carrot from the counter, placing it on her cutting board with knife in hand.

"Wait. Watch me first," Jax instructed.

Lexi rolled her eyes. She couldn’t decide if she found this side of Jax annoying or endearing. "How hard can it be to cut a carrot? Never mind, I remember the last time. I'd hate to have inadequately cut vegetables.”

"Lexi, it may not seem like a big deal, but you need a consistent size and thickness to ensure proper texture once cooked. Jax proceeded to cut up a carrot with superhuman speed and precision. "See, even even slices. Now you try."

"Once again, I think you are forgetting I'm human. I don't have special vampire ninja knife skills like you. Slow it down a bit for me please?" Lexi asked.

"Sorry." Jax smiled bashfully. "Sometimes its hard to remember how to do things normally." He took another carrot and showed her step by step. "Make sure to keep the tip of the knife down and keep your fingertips of of the way like this." After he finished, he placed the knife in her hand properly and gave her the go ahead. He assessed her work and nodded approvingly. "Not bad. Now do you know how to boil noodles?"

Lexi glared at him. "You think I've never boiled noodles before? I've only made Kraft Mac N Cheese about a million times. It was a staple for me and Lily"

Jax shuddered. "I thought only kids ate that crap. Sorry, not a fan but you can keep eating it...when I'm not around."

"Anyway, yes, I think I can handle boiling noodles...jerk." She punched him in the shoulder playfully and they both laughed. They worked together preparing the rest of the meal. She could tell Jax had to hold back from jumping in and taking over several times, but he was a great teacher and she felt pretty confident her dish was turning out well. After all the components were cooked, she tossed it all together in the pan, and it looked almost as good as when Jax made it himself. She plated it up and they sat down at the table for the moment of truth. “Ready to grade your student, Jax?

“At least you don’t have to worry about food poisoning when you are already dead,” Jax joked.

“Oh you hush. Just try it, Jax.” Lexi’s stomach rumbled. “Well if you don’t want to try it first, I will. I need food right now. “She stabbed some chicken and vegetables and twirled the noodles around her fork." The vegetables we soft yet slightly crunchy, the chicken was tender, and the noodles were cooked perfectly. The flavor of the dish was just like she remembered when Jax made it, savory with a hint of heat. "Mmm, I think my first lesson was a success."

Jax followed and put some into his mouth. Lexi waited impatiently for his verdict. "If you were trying to get out of more cooking lessons in the future, you failed. This is delicious. I can hardly tell the difference between yours and mine."

"Well I did have an amazing instructor, so it was difficult to go wrong." Lexi leaned across the table to give Jax another quick kiss. “Maybe next time I can try something on my own.” Jax made a face at the suggestion. “Hey don’t you have any faith in me? I’m a quick learner.”

“That you are. I suppose, like I said, I’m already dead so your cooking can’t kill me.”

Lexi threw a piece of chicken at Jax’s head, but instead he easily caught it in his mouth. “Damn you and your vampire reflexes. I was trying to hit you with that.”

“Okay, I’ll be nice. I would hate for you to deny me dessert.” Jax winked at Lexi.

“Oh, are we baking together now too?” Lexi asked earnestly.

Jax shook his head. “That’s not quite what I meant.” Their plates nearly empty, Jax scooped her up out of her chair, whispering in her ear as he carried her to the bedroom. “You taste sweeter than any dessert I’ve ever had.” Lexi was certain whatever Jax had planned would be much more fun than baking.

#bloodbound #playchoices fanfiction #jax matsuo #jax x mc #my fic

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lunadensmidnightprowl · 4 years ago

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New Moon Dreams - Chapter 2

Well here’s chapter 2 of New Moon Dreams!

~~~ Wifi Has Changed Us ~~~

Alexia had always been careful to keep her superhero alias as Lunaden from her friends, family, and adopted sister/crush, Claire. But as the Lunaden fan base grows after her epic save of Paris, and evidence that could unearth her secret becomes apparent, Claire isn't the only one who grows suspicious of Alexia. The superheroine's identity is at risk, will it stay a secret, especially from Claire?

3rd Person POV

If you had looked up one fateful night, two nights before it all began, you would have seen the hero trio running across rooftops, hurrying to take down a rerisen foe. You would have seen Ladybug call her Lucky Charm, Chat Noir wield his Cataclysm, and Lunaden bring an Eclipse to her form. You would have seen the villain fall under their might, brought down by their force, then be risen again as the evil was taken out of him. You would have seen the restoration of life from just two words, the call of victory from the heroes, and their disappearance. Lunaden and Chat, blending into the night like they owned it, Ladybug not finding it hard to vanish as well, they were not to be seen until they were called for yet again. But that would be sooner than they thought.

~ Alexia ~

(This little section is actually the day before that fateful night mentioned above - like this is what happened, then what happened on the night)

It had been a week after her defeat of the villain Sculptori as her super alias Lunaden, but she was already noticing the wolf heroine's rising fame. However, she wasn't so sure how well she liked it, there were, well, problems that could arise with it. Alexia had done a little research on the beginning of Ladybug and Chat Noir just for an idea what it might be like for her as she started her regime over Paris. It seemed that there had been people who were set on finding their secret identities, people who were still trying.

Sure, there were problems being a new superhero, but there had to be good things about being one too. Alexia didn't mind one of them when she discovered it a few days ago.

* 4 Days Ago *

"Hey Claire," Alexia said, walking down the hall and opening the door to her sister's room, "Mom wants to know what you... whoa."

"What was that?" Claire asked innocently, turning off her computer and swiveling around in her chair to face Alexia.

"What was that?" Alexia sent the question back at her, crossing her arms as she did so.

"What was what?"

Alexia put her arms down and walked over to Claire, the girl was shuffling somewhat nervously in her chair. "What was that on your computer?"

"Homework," Claire replied.

"Then why did you turn it off when I came in?" Alexia countered.

"Surprise project."

Alexia was the master of secrets and lies in her household, though no one knew that, you kinda had to be if you were a superhero. She saw right through this little cover pulled to hide her real actions. "I'm in all of your classes, we have no surprise project."

"Extra credit," Claire tried again.

"I've never seen you raise your hand in class or go and talk to the teacher," Alexia said.

"I emailed her," she lied.

"No you didn't." Whatever she had been doing, Alexia was determined to find out because Claire seemed to be digging herself deeper and deeper into a hole just to get out of the situation.

"Yes I did."

"No you didn't."

And so it went.

"Ok fine! It's not extra credit." Claire cracked.

"Then what is it?" Alexia asked.

"Private."

"C'mon, you can tell me," she begged.

Claire groaned, putting her forehead to her desk, "You never rest do you?"

Alexia put her head next to Claire's now raised head, "Never," she said with a cheeky smile.

Claire sighed, she just wanted for this to end, "You promise you won't tell?"

Alexia thought of all the secrets she had that only her kwami knew, who for the record, was also a secret. "I promise."

She sighed again and turned on her computer.

If Alexia had been drinking anything she would have done a spit take, "You have a crush on Lunaden?"

"Yes, and I'm already regretting telling you," Claire said through narrowed eyes.

"Well, its just that you don't have to feel embarrassed about that. There are probably plenty of people at school have a crush on Ladybug and Chat Noir, Lunaden too no doubt." Alexia said.

Claire looked almost hopeful, probably relieved she wasn't alone in a boat, "You really think so?"

Alexia was confident, "I know so." She walked back out of the room, stopping at the doorway so she could mime zipping up her mouth, "My lips are sealed." She walked down the hall again before stopping, peeking once more into the doorway, this time miming unzipping her mouth, "By the way, what do you want for dinner?"

* Back to the Present-ish/Time Skip * - brought to you by Skai's obsession of candied fruit (I literally don't know right now)

Ever since Alexia found out about her sister's crush on her superhero self, she longed to reveal her secret to Claire. It was kinda funny, Alexia liked Claire, but Claire like Lunaden, who happened to be Alexia but she didn't know it.

"It's for the greater good," Lunaden said one night, climbing in through her window after a superhero exploit (It is that fateful night). She sulked over and laid face down on her bed, "If I told her no doubt it would somehow get to Hawk Moth and then so many people would be in danger."

She detransformed, fading back into Alexia, no longer powering her owner's superhero form, Skai zipped over to a bag of candied fruit left on Alexia's desk and began ferreting around in it. "Maybe once Hawk Moth's defeated you'll be able to tell her Lexi," Skai said after stuffing her mouth, poking her head out of the bag.

Alexia rolled onto her back and smiled at her kwami, "Maybe, but for now I'll just add it to the pile of things I want to tell her. Right next to my crush on her."

"You should really get on that," Skai commented, putting one more piece of fruit into her mouth before flying to rest on the pillow beside Alexia's head.

The girl finally started to relax, "I'm not worried about it Skai. As long as Claire has a crush on Lunaden, then I have time."

~ Claire ~

Claire listened for any sounds that might have come from her family, she wanted to make sure they were asleep before she was going to do anything. Upon hearing nothing but familiar nighttime noises, she carefully and quietly climbed out of bed and over to her computer. The screen lit up and it hummed to life as Claire placed her hand onto the mouse. It clicked under her hand as she moved from website to website. The earbuds that had been placed into her ears buzzed as she watched video after video.

It was hours when Claire finally grew tired of her project and began to close the many tabs and windows on her computer. Before she turned off the device however she stared at her week old desktop picture, it had been screenshotted from some news footage.

As she admired her desktop, Claire absentmindedly fingered a necklace that usually hid behind her shirt. The necklace was silver chain and heart pendant, something that had been supposed to have been given to a crush almost a moon ago. Reflected light from the computer screen flashed across the pendant before it was released from the girl's grasp, falling back into place around her neck.

Claire placed her left index and middle fingers to her lips and then to a certain spot on the computer screen. "I will find you, and then we will be together at last..." The computer was shut off and the room plunged into complete darkness.

~ Alya ~

Alya woke up early the next morning to several new comments on her Ladyblog. Ever since Lunaden's legendary save of Paris, anything on the blog mentioning the superhero got plagued with comments, about one thing.

At first Alya tried to dissuade the idea, it hadn't worked with Ladybug and Chat Noir so why try with Lunaden? However, after reading so many pleas and requests, Alya couldn't help but start to feel intrigued by the idea herself. Lunaden had never said she couldn't try...

She excitedly started to work, adrenaline pumping through her veins, this would be her biggest story yet. Alya had barely started before a memory or the wolf hero flickered through her subconscious, "Can I trust you?" the vision asked. She shook her head, that had nothing to do with what she was doing now, completely unrelated. But, was it?

~ Alexia ~

Alexia was proud of how far Claire had come in confidence ever since they moved to Paris, especially with all the akuma attacks. She no longer dragged the girl around, so Claire walked off when Alexia stopped to talk to her friends. Claire waved a 'See you later' to Alexia before starting up the steps, Alexia could feel a blush creeping onto her face before it disappeared with Alya's words.

"I've found something out about Lunaden."

She was talking to Alexia and Marinette but Alexia hadn't been paying her that much attention until that sentence.

I've found something out about Lunaden.

What did she find out? Did she know that she was Lunaden?" Alexia was screaming in terror on the inside, paling in the face on the outside.

Suddenly, Claire stood beside Alexia again, she was interested in what Alya had to say. Neither Marinette nor Alya noticed Claire and Alexia just tried to control the worry starting to show in her face so she didn't give away her identity herself.

"You know that app I have that can break down voices?" Alya asked Marinette, then addressed both of her friends, "Well according to it, Lunaden, just like Ladybug, is a girl our age."

"That's really great bu-" Alexia started to fake a congratulations but she got interrupted by Marinette.

"I don't think you should be trying to figure out Lunaden's secret identity," she said.

Both Alexia and Alya looked at her quizzically, Marinette wasn't usually like this. "Girl why not?" Alya protested.

"Because!" Marinette waved her arms around for emphasise, "You could put everyone she knows in danger if Hawk Moth finds out who she is."

Alya waved this away, "I wouldn't tell, I'd help her fight crime!"

Alexia stifled a laugh, Alya, or should she say, Rena Rouge, already helped with that.

The two looked like they were going to say something else but the bell rang, making the four of them sprint for their classroom.

"Saved by the bell," Alexia murmured.

***

That day was hotter than usual, every classroom filled with a stifling and muggy heat.

After lunch, it was even hotter. Beads of sweat rolled down Alexia's face continuously, other people having similar reactions. Alexia was hating what she wearing, black jeans, a blue long sleeved shirt, and a purple hoodie like vest, why did it have to be so hot? She was even dispising her signature footwear, red high top converse.

"Ms. Bustier," Mylene raised her hand, "Can we please open a window or something?"

Everyone was thankful for the kind teacher who agreed. They weren't so happy though when a swarm of pigeons flew into the room, about 17 or so. Several went after Chloe and her "BFF" Sabrina, appearing to be trying to peck them to death, the other pigeons were flying around the classroom causing disorder.

No one noticed when Alexia pulled out her phone and stared at it from its hiding place under her desk. "Mr. Pigeon," she growled, turning on the news, "I should have known."

Alexia raised her hand and asked to go to the bathroom, but it was almost impossible to tell if Ms. Bustier allowed her to leave. So Alexia just left.

She raced down the hall, sprinting into the bathroom as fast as she could, hearing footsteps behind her. Quickly locking herself in a stall, she transformed. "Skai, Howl Time!" she whispered and as soon as she got her powers she leapt out of the small window in the bathroom, right as the door started to open behind her.

~ Lunaden POV ~ (*gasp* yes I am starting to do first person POVs :P)

I was standing on a rooftop, about 3 blocks from school, trying to find Mr. Pigeon. This was the craziest villain name of them all, I mean, who names themselves Mr. Pigeon? But I wasn't just trying to locate this bad news birdy bandit but also waiting for Little Cat and Ladybug, they had still not become active according to my disc. I closed it back up, sighing as I did so, and went back to searching for the feathery fiend from my post.

"How's it going Lulu? Are you working like a dog?" a voice asked behind me a few minutes later. I jumped a little, surprised by Chat Noir's sudden appearance.

Regaining my composure and adding a deadpan expression, I shrugged, "Eh..."

"What do you think this bird brain's squawking about now?" I asked as Ladybug jumped up beside us.

"No idea, he may have a grudge against the mayor or his daughter though, I saw her being attacked by pigeons earlier," the bug responded. "We have to find him first."

"I'm no bird dog but I'll try my best," I smiled, pointing at my nose to indicate that I have a strong sense of smell. I leapt to my feet and walked around the rooftop, sniffing the air.

"Lucky," I heard Noir mutter.

"And why is it that I'm lucky Little Chat?" I asked, stopping my search to look at him.

He looked taken aback that I had heard him. I snickered, "Strong sense of hearing too," the fluffy ears on the top of my head twitched.

"He's allergic to feathers," Ladybug said.

"Well that's helpful," I smirked, turning back to sniff out Mr. Pigeon.

***

"Pound it," the three of us heroes said as Mr. Pigeon turned back into Mr. Ramier and everything returned to normal.

My miraculous beeps, another blue point bites the dust, "I've gotta run!" I said quickly hurrying away and into an alley.

"Silent Night," I say and detransform. Even without my powers I have an excellent sense of hearing and I could make out footsteps coming closer to my alley.

I panicked and ran, turning to the left as I reached the end of the alley and running onto a sideroad. Sprinting back to the school, using anything for cover to lose my pursuer.

Coming up to school I thought I lost them, breathing out in relief.

***

I ran to keep up with Lunaden as she disappeared into an alley, this was my chance to figure her out. Setting my phone to record, a flash of blue light came out of the alley and I ran forward even faster, maybe I could catch her!

Lunaden must have heard me coming because she ran, her shadow vanishing as she ran around a corner. I kept after her but she seemed to have disappeared entirely when I came to the other side of the alley.

Sighing with disappointment, I turned off the camera and pulled up the footage I had managed to get. There was the flash of blue light, the camera jiggling as I ran, and then the girl's shadow turning a corner. A splash of color caught my attention, pausing the video right before the shadow vanished, I saw it. Lunaden's shoe. The camera had managed to get a picture of what her shoe looked like as it peeked around the corner.

A lead! I had a lead to find out who Lunaden was, it was someone who wore this kind of shoe, a red high top converse.

(Oh no! 😱 Alya found out Lunaden's shoe which also happens to be Alexia's signature shoe!)

~ Alexia POV ~

My phone chirped with a new text as I was making my way back to Ms. Bustier's class.

*To you and Marinette*

Alya: I got a lead on Lunaden! Her shoe is a red high top converse

I was screaming inside my head, not wanting to attrack attention if I did it out loud.

Marinette: Doesn't Lexi wear the same kind of shoe?

I tried to stifle a scream when I read that, I did scream but thankfully it wasn't that loud. Why Marinette? Why?

Alexia: You guys remember I'm on this chat right?

Alexia: And before you ask, no, I am not Lunaden

Alya: You're still on the suspect list, not many people wear that kind of shoe

Alexia: C'mon Alls, I'm not Lunaden I'd tell you if I was

Marinette: Well if I was Lunaden I wouldn't tell you guys to protect my identity

Alexia: Well in all seriousness Mari, are you Lunaden?

Alexia: jk I know you're not

Alya: True, her hair color isn't the same wait, girls I just thought of something

Alexia: Alls, later cuz don't we have to be in class?

***

Alya approached me after school when I was in the locker room, grabbing some things from my locker before I headed home.

"Hey Alls," I said, "Whatcha need?"

"Oh nothing," she replied, then whispered the next part, "...Lunaden."

"Wh-what?!" I sputtered, "I'm not Lunaden."

"Girl I know you are. Your shoes match the picture of Lunaden's shoe I got earlier today, you have brown hair, in a braid I might add, like her, your eyes are also exactly like hers." Alya said.

I was getting frustrated and kind of desperate at this point, "No." I said firmly, "I Am. Not. Lunaden."

Alya was oblivious to my rising anger and seemed to only process that I had denied being the wolf heroine once more. "C'mon it's obvious girl."

"I AM FLIPPING NOT HER ALYA!!!" I screamed, my temper finally getting the better of me. "Just quit your little obsession before you do something that you regret!"

Everyone was staring at me, my face was red not only from anger but also from embarrassment, I ran. Leaving a very hurt, and somewhat ticked, Alya behind.

3rd Person POV

Alya was walking home, staring at her phone as she made her way down the sidewalk. The phone was split screened between a picture of Lunaden's civilian shoe and a picture of Alexia's shoes.

The akuma fluttered down, being absorbed into the phone and the device went dark, Hawk Moth speaking through it.

"Nice to see you again Lady Wifi. You believe your friend is lying to you, hiding the truth. Just like before I'm giving you the power to expose the liars and unmask the truth. These powers come at price and you know what I want, but there's something more, Lunaden's miraculous as well." Hawk Moth said.

"Liars are losers Hawk Moth," Alya, er, Lady Wifi said. "The truth is what I'll tell," she smirked.

And Alya was akumatized.

~ Alexia POV ~

I was doing my homework, ugh, and still being a little frustrated with Alya. She never gave up did she?

Relieved for the distraction of my phone buzzing with a news alert, I set my homework aside and picked it up. Almost immediately dropping it afterwards, I was sure what was on the screen when I abandoned the device was the news caption, 'Lady Wifi Returns'.

I ran upstairs and into my room, locking the door before I ran to the other side of the room and opened the window, crawling through it and onto the fire escape.

"Skai, Howl Time!" I said and transformed, before I jumped off of the structure and onto a rooftop nearby. Running across rooftops I met up with Ladybug and Chat Noir, it wasn't that hard to find Wifi after that. She was going down the street, floating along on a play symbol, throwing pauses at people who were wearing red shoes.

"You're not Lunaden," she said every time after she froze someone.

I didn't like her freezing innocent people so I called down to her, "Of course they're not Glitch! I'm Lunaden!"

She turned and looked up at us, a grin on her face, "Oh I know that." And she disappeared.

"Where did she go?" I heard Chat ask but I was already on top of the situation, looking around for her. I found her standing farther down the street, cars in front of her jammed in traffic.

The girl in black projected her image into the sky, "Your heroes are going to be torn between two, the truth and where their morality lies, or, hundreds of innocent lives."

The projection disappeared and Wifi flew up on her play symbol. She fired pauses into the lines of cars stationary on the street, trapping people inside. Then she threw a fast forward symbol at a bus still several blocks away. Based on its direction, it would smash into all the cars stuck to the pavement, probably killing the people inside.

Lady Wifi cackled and digitized into little particles. I could just make out the direction she was going in before the particles disappeared from sight.

"Guys, I know where she's going!" I yelled.

"Then go! I'll take care of the bus!" Ladybug yelled back before she pulled herself with her yoyo to go stop the oncoming vehicle.

I left, leaving Chat to stand there like an idiot, trying to decide what he should do.

***

As I neared my apartment building, I saw a bright flash from the kitchen where I had left my phone. I ran faster, Wifi searching my kitchen for myself, well, Alexia. She left the room and burst into Claire's seconds later, dragging the girl in glasses out and into the living room.

I burst through the unlocked glass door of the balcony and into the room, Wifi shot a lock symbol towards me but I ducked and the symbol locked the doors instead. It wasn't even seconds later before I saw the boy in the black cat suit banging on the doors out of the corner of my eye.

I ignored him and focused all of my attention on Wifi who had Claire in a chokehold.

"Give me your miraculous or your friend here gets disconnected," she said. Claire was struggling to remove the arm suffocating her, her face slowly turning a pale blue.

"You evil virus!" I screeched and lunged at Wifi, tackling her and in the process getting her to release Claire. We rolled and she ended up on top of me, using her phone to lock both my legs and an arm.

She reached for my miraculous, starting to pull it off but I grabbed her wrist with my free arm, keeping her from pulling it off right away. However the damage was already done, and since it was partially off, I started to detransform.

I could see parts of my suit start to vanish, revealing the colors of my civilian clothing, a red converse coming into view, an ear starting to disappear from the top of my head. I couldn't see it but I was sure there were holes in my tail is started to fade, even the color at the end of my hair was turning back to brown. But the worst part was that my mask was vanishing, left to right.

I turned my head so I could keep my identity hidden for a little longer, however long that would be. The line of blue light that rimmed the disappearing side of my mask kept coming closer and closer to my eye, finally taking away the covering around it. It was then that I saw what was on my left side, Claire groaning as she sat up, Noir banging on the glass doors of the balcony. The mask was completely gone from around my left eye, starting to crawl over the bridge of my nose. My two friends stared shocked at me, recognizing me without half of the mask, I was Alexia.

"Help me." I mouthed to them.

Claire jumped up and lunged for Wifi, Chat using his Cataclysm on the doors. When Claire pushed Wifi off me however, my miraculous got pulled away in the villain's hand and I was completely detransformed.

"Get out of here, we'll make sure she doesn't see you," Little Cat said to me as I quickly got to my feet and ran. I tried the door to my room, locked, damn me and my stupid hero habits! I ran into Claire's room instead, the door was still open, off of one hinge, from when Lady Wifi had slammed it open.

There wasn't a fire escape directly outside Claire's window, the one outside my window was a few feet away though. I looked down, the ground was a good two stories away, if I fell, I had a nice long life right? Ehhhmm, probably. Pushing off with as much force as I could, I jumped, my hand just catching a bar from the fire escape. I pulled myself up, heart beating fast. Definitely not gonna try that again anytime soon.

From where I stood I could see Ladybug flying over buildings with the aid of her yoyo, probably searching for Wifi and Chat.

"Ladybug!" I shouted, waving my arms as if I was a bird trying desperately to fly, "Lady Wifi's over here!" I only saw her coming towards me before I went back inside through my own window this time. Unlocking the door and peeking down the hall, the bug hero probably had used the cataclysmed balcony doors because there she was. Trying to snatch Wifi's phone as the villain wrestled with Noir and even Claire.

"HOW DARE YOU?!" Claire was screaming, punching Wifi with all the force she had.

"Easy tiger," Noir pulled Claire off the now unakumatized (I'm not sure what else to call it) Alya, Ladybug purifying the akuma.

She threw her Lucky Charm into the air, whatever that had been, "Miraculous Ladybug!"

Everything was fixed and returned to normal, but unfortunately for me, my miraculous was not returned to me. I looked down the hall again, it was still in Alya's hand.

"Wha... What happened?" the girl asked, she took her phone back from Ladybug.

"You got turned back into Lady Wifi," she replied.

Alya looked at the blues and the white of the bow laying in her palm, "This, this is Lunaden's miraculous. How, why do I have it?"

"You took it during the fight," Little Cat replied, "Lunaden had to run before you saw her."

"Wait, it's unlikely you would know that unless...?" Ladybug turned to Chat.

"I know her real identity, so does Claire," he gestured to the girl who was now standing next to him.

Alya handed him the bow, "Make sure she gets it back, and tell her, I'm sorry."

Chat took it, he was about to say something but his miraculous beeping cut him off.

I ducked into my room again as Noir left, hurrying over to my window, he was already there. "So Lulu, this is the real you?"

I placed my hands on my hips, "What? Am I too awesome for you?"

He smirked, tossing me my miraculous, "Well, I'd stay longer but I'm almost out of time. See you around Lexi."

"Wait..." I murmured, but Chat was already gone. How did he know my name? That my nickname was Lexi?

***

"Alya, I'm sorry," I said as I stood in her doorway. "I should never have said those things to you, because of me, you got akumatized."

Alya's facial expression softened and she smiled at me, "It's okay Lexi, part of that was my fault too. I didn't notice I was making you so angry."

"No, it was my fault. I just didn't want you to think I'm Lunaden, 'cause I'm no hero. I'm, well, I like to call it a naughty angel, but I am definitely not a hero." I said. I was surprised when Alya hugged me.

"You are a hero Lexi, maybe not like Lunaden, but in your own way."

"Thanks Alls."

***

The apartment felt strangely empty, dad was still in Tennessee and mom was on a business trip, it was just me and Claire.

I knocked on her door, "Come in," she answered, "...Lunaden."

I laughed nervously, "So, earlier... you saw that?"

"Yeah I saw it."

"You're not disappointed are you? I mean, you kinda had a crush on her..." I was fiddling with my hands, visibly nervous.

Claire had been sitting on her bed, reading a book (oh my gosh she's so retro!!! XD) but she placed it down and stood up, walking over. My face flushed a little as she placed her hands on my shoulders, then she hugged me and I could feel my face go scarlet. Why was everyone hugging me today?

"I'm glad it's you." she said.

If my face could go redder it would have. Claire laughed when she saw my face after pulling away, "What's with, all of that?" she gestured to my face that was glowing like a stop light.

"Well its just, I have a crush on you. And you well, have a crush on Lunaden. Then there's what happened earlier..." I trailed off, unsure if I said what I said at a good time. We just stared at each other, standing in an awkward silence, Claire's face flushed red a little.

My jaw hit the floor when I felt something peck my cheek, Claire pulling away. Her face went a little redder when she saw my reaction.

"That's really sweet of you, and I do love you, kind of like that but mostly, you know, sisterly. But it's probably for the best if we don't start dating." She admitted.

I was confused about why, I wanted to ask her but the words weren't able to escape my lips. Why couldn't I just ask her? Why was it now that I decided to clam up?

Claire noticed my confusion, "It's just, you're a superhero... I'm just a plain, somewhat demented and disturbed civilian... I don't think it could work out. If someone finds out that I'm dating Lunaden, well, your identity could be discovered, I could be used as a ransom, people could get hurt... Maybe someday I'll date you, but that's not now."

I wasn't sure how I brought myself to nod before I left the room. Did Claire just reject me? Did I just get friendzoned?

My mood was dark and after the few hours it had been after getting my miraculous back, Skai spoke to me.

"Lexi please, cheer up! You can't let yourself get akumatized!"

That's just what today had to be about wasn't it? Akuma this, akuma that. Don't get akumatized! However much I wanted to yell right now, Skai was right, I had to get myself under control. I put earbuds in my ears and picked a random song on the playlist of my phone, ironically it was Princesses Don't Cry by Avia. Closing the door, I sang along to the song. (I do not own the lyrics!)

"Boys. They're handsome and strong But always the first to tell me I'm wrong Boys try to tame me, I know They tell me I'm weird and won't let it go No, I'm fine I'm lying on the floor again Cracked door I always wanna let you in Even after all of this shit I'm resilient Cause a princess doesn't cry (no) A princess doesn't cry (no-o) Over monsters in the night Don't waste our precious time On boys with pretty eyes A princess doesn't cry (no) A princess doesn't cry (no-o) Burning like a fire You feel it all inside But wipe your teary eyes Cause princesses don't cry Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, oh Cause princesses don't cry Girls so pretty and poised and soft to the touch But God made me rough Girls, so heavy the crown They carry it tall, but it's weighing me down No, I'm fine I'm lying on the floor again Cracked door You're only going to let them in once And you won't come undone Cause a princess doesn't cry (no) A princess doesn't cry (no-o) Over monsters in the night Don't waste our precious time On boys with pretty eyes A princess doesn't cry (no) A princess doesn't cry (no-o) Burning like a fire You feel it all inside But wipe your teary eyes Cause princesses don't cry Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry Oh Cause princesses don't cry I'm fine, I won't waste my time Keep it in a jar, and we'll leave it for the next one Yeah I'm fine, I won't waste my time Keep it in a jar, and we'll leave it for the next one Yeah I'm fine I'm lying on the floor again Cause a princess doesn't cry (no) A princess doesn't cry (no-o) Over monsters in the night Don't waste our precious time On boys with pretty eyes A princess doesn't cry (no) A princess doesn't cry (no-o) Burning like a fire You feel it all inside But wipe your teary eyes Cause princesses don't cry Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry Oh Cause princesses don't cry Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry Oh Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry Oh Cause princesses don't cry"

As I finished singing, I wiped actual tears from my eyes. The song had calmed me down but my head still felt foggy, maybe a patrol would clear my head.

"Skai, Howl Time!" I transformed and leapt out my window to go patrol.

Bad idea...

#miraculous #new moon dreams #miraculous ladybug #chat x OC #chat noir #alexia darner #lunaden

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Week 2: I can't think of a title

Friends, family, strangers, what’s poppin? Week 2 in 中国 has come to a close and it was a wild one. This blogging on Sunday thing is really great for my procrastination-loving heart, and really bad for actually remembering things, so bear with me. You might notice this is getting posted on Friday, and not Sunday. Well, that’s because of some ~~fun~~ circumstances that you can find out about in next weeks post! Sorry! // 周一（zhōuyī，Monday): Monday started off without a dictation, because 车老师 is a wonderful person who doesn’t believe in weekend homework. Class was, as usual, an information overload, but still fun. We played a new game in class (where people have a verb or noun on their head and you have to ask questions, etc to make them say the word or do the action). Another thing: in Chinese, there is a particle, “了”， that has always confused me (it has many different uses, and I’m not sure when to use it and when not to). So I decided to ask my 语伴. This turned into a conversation with 车老师, the TAs, other 语伴s and on Tuesday, another professor. The question asking went an extra half hour into lunch and then I ended up eating with 车老师， one of the TAs and my 语伴。 I didn’t leave my question asking behind in America, I guess. I was very tired all day because I was up so late blogging the night before 👀…oops. At the end of the day, instead of meeting with our 语伴s (yǔbàn，language partner) for 30 minutes, we met for community service. The project they have selected for us to do this year is to help raise awareness about and reduce plastic bag usage and waste, which is a huge problem in China. To give you some context, Zhuhai is considered one of the cleanest cities in China, but the beaches are riddled with trash. It’s shocking. The plan for our projects was, on Monday we would write a survey and have our 语伴s help us translate it, on Tuesday we would go out and survey people on campus, on Thursday we would plan out our "propaganda” campaign and later in the month we would go out and talk with the public and get people to pledge to change their actions (with the pledge varying with each groups different approach to the issue). My group is me, Richa, Zack and Garrett. Monday was pretty rough. I was really tired and irritable, and I felt like a lot of responsibility was falling on me but I felt that way because I wasn’t sharing responsibilities….anyways, Richa and I talked afterwards so we’re all good now. We finished using the questions and I took the bus home with Matthew after hitting up the supermarket with Matthew and Anthony. // My sister had four of her finals today, and she said they went well, so I went out to dinner to celebrate with my mom and sister. It was so, so good. Pork, goose, noodles, vegetables, fried rice, watermelon, guava...all delicious! It was my first time trying goose, and I have mixed but mostly positive feelings. // Afterwards, we went to 笑笑’s friends house. I got to meet the friend, her little 9mo brother, the mom, dad, and grandparents. I held the brother (who was SO CUTE and very fascinated by me), talked a little bit with the family, helped the mom translate a work email, got a tour of the house, ate lychees and gave my little sister and her friend a ballet lesson. It was so much fun, and definitely lifted my mood from earlier in the day. I walked home in high spirits. // 周二（zhōuèr，Tuesday): Tuesday was the 4th of July! I told my mom in the morning and she offered me a white rabbit candy, which I thought was pretty funny but thoughtful at the same time. Got the 了question figured out at the beginning of lunch (I’m so grateful that literally everyone involved in the program is so willing to help). After lunch, we played a version of Monday’s game with all verbs (it was sort of a mess, a lot of English was spoken, but we had a good time). Chris, BBC and Queen Isabel joined us for that–-in the end, it boiled down to people forcing Shayley to take a selfie with them. I was eliminated early in the game when I flashed a peace sign. // Community service was very interesting. It started off with Grace and Emily getting us all watermelon to celebrate the 4th, which was very thoughtful! Since we are still in the thick of monsoon season, the weather continues to alternate between rain so hard it could flash flood up to your ankles (this happened to my 语伴）and hours of sunshine. Consequently, we decided to survey people who were inside major buildings on campus rather than walking around. My group picked the library. Since only half of the 语伴s came to help with the day's activities, Outing and Chris had to help another group, so learned how to say “traitor" in order to tell Outing how betrayed I felt. // Surveying people was fun, but a challenge…we split our group in half, so Garrett, me and my 语伴 formed one team. We interviewed about 8 people (could have been 9 if the police officer had agreed), and unless we were asking the simpler questions, I couldn’t understand a lot of what they were saying…but I got the gist, and the gist was that most of them were aware of the problem and did some things to cut down on their waste (some more than others…one guy was just totally unaware), but often didn’t have convenient access to recycling services. This is definitely a problem I have run across these few weeks. That being said, we don’t have the means to change city infrastructure, so my group decided that our focus would be encouraging people to use reusable bags and bottles, cutting down the waste at the source (it’s common for people to use 1-2 plastic bottles a day here). // After community service concluded, we were originally planning on going to a Starbucks by the beach and seeing the lovers post office (a famous site here), but the rain cancelled those plans so we settled on KTV instead. Unfortunately, the canteen KTV was closed, so Chris took us to a KTV in the middle of nowhere (aka Huitong, I think) near the edge of campus. On our way there, Alec and Anthony blasted music out of the speaker they bought at Gongbei. The most memorable moment of the walk was dancing to YMCA on the median (and everywhere else tbh we listened to the song like 20 times) and getting filmed by a police officer who thought it was funny. Also practicing my angry Chinese and making a guy who walked by laugh. KTV was really fun--we sang lots of American songs (we belted out Party in the USA more than once) and had a blast even though the program didn’t appear to have any song from after 2010. There was no Lana del Rey, so BBC and I sang Adele instead. While I did enjoy myself, my fun was sort of ruined by the fact that I was in the middle of having what I would describe as not-quite-an-anxiety-attack-but-getting-there because of a dog that we passed that was in really, really bad shape. I won’t go into the details again but I’m constantly frustrated here by the low standard for animal care and the lack of humane societies, etc…I understand that it’s not a priority at the moment but that doesn’t make it any less saddening, frustrating, etc. Queen Isabel and several of my friends (shoutout to Grace, Lexi, Josh, Alec and BBC...y'all are the best) helped me through it and I still managed to enjoy the evening. I had a few McDonalds fries (which was concerning because I had told my parents I was going to eat a full dinner), and Chris helped me and Alec call a cab to get home. // Once I arrived home, my mom brought out some mussels (? Some sort of shell thing) and told me that I had to eat it right now or it would go bad. So we had mussels, apples, bread and milk. A very confusing dinner but very good nonetheless. My sister asked me if I wanted to watch a certain TV show and at first I didn’t know what she was talking about, but then I realized it’s actually a show I watch online in the States and got h y p e d // In the middle of the show, my mom yelled really loud and then my sister started yelling too. At first, I was really confused but I soon found out that my sister was one of three in four hundred to get 100% on her exams. Then I started yelling too. I understood a few things my dad said for the first time (which surprised BOTH of us) and generally had a good evening. My dad told me I should call my actual mom and dad every day, so I called my actual parents before bed and ended up staying up super late again. Oops (are you seeing a pattern here?). Anyways, it was a roller coaster of an evening but everything turned out alright! // 周三（zhōusān, Wednesday): Classes were alright as usual. We’ve started “learning” song lyrics during the after lunch class. Oh yeah, one thing I forgot to mention is that I found out two of the TAs (one of whom I was very intimidated by before) are big kpop fans! They played a song on Tuesday on the projector (车老师 commented that the only kpop group she knew was BIGBANG), which was already a bop, but on Wednesday I found out that Ruby and I are both major BTS fans (specifically, I described them as my favorite group on the planet and she agreed). I did one of the dances I learned for her (she filmed it 😂) and she then immediately added me on multiple social media platforms. You can make fun of me all you want, but Kpop has been the common interest that allowed me to bond with many people here (we’re talking 30-50% of all the Chinese people I have made friendships with). Anyways, after having a fun time in class (we also did calligraphy practice today), we headed to culture class. This week we learned 空竹（kōngzhú， aka Diabolo aka Chinese Yoyo). The class was the most fun after I accepted that I was going to do terribly and focused on having a good time and getting a solid grasp on the basics. My group was Garrett, Sydney, Abigale and Outing as our 语伴（so I stopped calling him traitor). By the end of class, I was definitely still in the bottom 3 but I could do several tricks. After class, Alec, Maya, Garrett and I went to McDonalds at the transfer station (which is waaayyy better than McDonalds in America) and got green tea soft serve. It was really good (especially knowing that, just like on America, McDs ice cream machine se are perpetually broken here), but Garrett said he would never order another matcha flavored thing in his life. Afterwards, we took the bus home together...Maya took the wrong bus. // Feeling content, I got home to an empty house. My mom came home briefly, and imagine my surprise when she pulled out two pieces of apple pie and offered me one. Oops, not a good day to have a gigantic ice cream after school (and a small one at lunch). So I had the pie, then she made dinner (I’m confused about the order too…) and left again. // I decided to give my friend 朱明亮 a call and we talked for the better part of an hour. It was so nice to actually be able to speak and understand Chinese…maybe it’s the accent in Guangdong or maybe I’m just bad at Chinese but I never know what people are saying and it’s incredibly frustrating (I especially can’t understand guys..maybe because of the lower register). While we talked, I practiced my left hand chopstick skills...we don't need to talk about how that went. After the conversation, I practiced piano for Saturday (more details on that in a sec), did my homework (sort of) and went to bed. // 周四（Zhōusì, Thursday): Thursday’s classes were hard. We covered a LOT of grammar points and it was a lot to take in. This whole week was a lot to take in in terms of course material…this class moves almost 3x the pace of my normal class at school. Since this weekend's cultural excursion would be a visit to Guangzhou, the TAs gave us a class on the history of Guangzhou and some cool places to visit there. Then they presented the stamp winners for the week. This week, stamps were kept in a public place, so I got a little more competitive. My efforts paid off, however, because I got that #1. // After class, it was time for community service again. My group wrote our campaign, Chris helped us create a slogan and we designed t-shirts. Since our group wasn’t focused the whole time and we talked a lot about what we were doing, we haven’t actually translated the elevator pitch to Chinese but that’s okay. Also, I definitely didn’t write the wrong character in the slogan on the back of the shirt...I don’t know what you’re talking about. Zack got w o k e about plastic pollution in China and our final slogan is: “笑笑改变，大有不同 - Cleaner Zhuhai, Brand New City” (Translation: “A small change can make a big difference"which is already apparently a phrase charged with environmental connotations according to Chris, so that’s good). After community service, Maya and I definitely didn’t go do ballet in a studio on campus. Nope. I definitely wasn’t instructed to keep that on the DL (which is equally fun to say in Chinese, as it turns out). Other things that definitely did not happen: 1) being super out of shape and barely being able to do a grande plié 2) Having a really awkward conversation when two university students who were actually supposed to be there came in to use the room. After not-dancing, Maya took the wrong bus so she could ride with me, and I headed home to practice piano, pack up for Guangzhou, and otherwise prepare. // 周五（zhōuwǔ，Friday）: On Friday morning, we met up at the hotel and took the bus to Guangzhou. I tried to sleep a bit on the way there, but the scenery outside was really cool (SO different from the US omg) and the kids sitting in the back of the bus were blasting music (YMCA made a comeback), but the music was good so I can’t complain. My favorite was when they played "Empire State of Mind” but sang “Guangzhou” every time Alicia Keys said New York. Our first stop was the American Consulate in Guangzhou. After getting through security, we entered the building and I immediately felt like I was in America again. Maybe it was the super strong AC. Maybe it was the bathrooms (which not only had the first western toilets I had seen in two weeks but TP, soap and paper towels. I literally did a celebratory dance. There were several witnesses). Maybe it was the diplomat who spoke with us’ southern accent. Or maybe it was the fact that technically we had returned to America (apparently the consulate is considered American territory? According to Anthony). Anyways, after speaking with a Foreign Service Officer about his job, the role of the US embassies in China and of the Guangzhou consulate in particular, we bid our farewells. Leaving the consulate and returning to daily life in China was a weird and unexpected shock to my system. I don’t know what happened inside that consulate but it was like a weird mindset shift. Anyways, soon enough I was back to normal. Our next stop was a restaurant called Panxi. This was, no exaggeration, the most amazing restaurant I’ve been to in my entire life. Not because of the food (although the food was good), but because of the building itself. We entered into a courtyard where there was a waterfall (not a baby one but like 14+ feet) flowing into a koi pond, lanterns hanging from the wooden roof over the walkways, and several pathways leading to different rooms where we could eat. Our room was not only overlooking a pond, but appeared to be over the pond. It was absolutely gorgeous, and I had a great time chatting with friends as we watched the monsoon rain pelt the surface of the water. We also watched construction take place on the building, and construction is terrifying here. They use bamboo scaffolding, and it seems really unsteady and no one uses harnesses, even if three stories high. I have seen this in both Zhuhai and Guangzhou and it is very impressive but very nervewracking. // After lunch, we went to two museums–the Thirteen Hongs museum and the Liwan museum. The former was a museum that talked about the history of the Thirteen Hongs, which were a group of businessmen/companies that were the only ones licensed to do business with foreign countries during the Qing dynasty (the last dynasty before the Republic of China). They did their trading out of Guangzhou, and the museum was full of items that were traded,old maps, information, paintings, everything you can imagine. Guangzhou has a history of combining East and West (because of the Thirteen Hongs situation, I think), and this manifested itself in very interesting ways. One of the most interesting things I saw at the museum (although everything was absolutely stunning; the intricacy and care that went into every product was overwhelming) was a shell carving that had been done by a Chinese artist of the Last Supper and other Biblical scenes. Guangzhou also has a much higher foreigner population than Zhuhai (I saw more there in two days than in my entire time in Zhuhai). The second museum, called the Liwan museum, was a replica of a typical Xiguan house, which were a group of people that often did business with/interacted with foreigners. As such, several architectural elements included Western components. That being said, a lot of the house was built with traditional Chinese beliefs (and some specific to Guangdong/Guangzhou, e.g. Things related to how words sound in Cantonese), which was very interesting. Afterwards, we were given time to explore this very pretty little area of town. Richa and I paired off and saw a shrine, traditional opera, passed by a beautiful lake (which had some boats underwater that were clearly there on purpose but for no apparent reason), several vendors, and met some people who were very excited to say Hello to us. We also might have gotten followed briefly but 没关系。We were supposed to get dinner on our own, but we didn’t realize where we were supposed to go (up this one road) so we quickly walked over there, got 包子 and milk tea (I was very proud of us for successfully ordering both in Chinese and surviving when the 包子store owner tried to hold a conversation with us…I have a feeling neither of us were understanding each other but that’s pretty standard for my conversations here so I’m not worried about it). After, we rode the bus to a ferry stop by the Pearl River and were given time to walk around. Grace, Maya and I walked together. The experience started off by me getting yelled at at full volume by a old guy on a bike with some baskets because I didn’t realize I was in his way. Some bystanders found this hilarious, I did not. After our walk up and down the river, we ran to make it back on time and got on the ferry. The ferry was ~awesome~. We got to see the lights of the city at night (and on the water), and got to go up close to the Guangzhou tower (which is the seventh tallest building in the world, apparently). It was absolutely gorgeous (I’m not doing it justice with my words here). Also, after helping these people take a picture, they asked to take a picture with me which is the first time I’ve been asked for a picture in China (yay?). I also got to talk to Grace a lot which was really nice, she is very similar to me and I enjoy her company. After the ferry, we headed to the hotel. For this trip, I roomed with Tully. Before room checks, after a failed attempt to go to the roof, we all met up in Garrett’s room. Matthew was spooked because the room across (next to?) his and Josh’s was room 444 (which is, like, the worst and most unlucky number possible here…I’m actually surprised the hotel has one) and then their lights went out, so he was doing martial arts. It was very intimidating. Josh, Maya, Anthony and I then spent the hour stretching (or in Josh’s case, struggling and suffering) and goofing around. The stretching was prompted by Katie showing all of us that she is RIDICULOUSLY flexible (after which I encouraged her to take up ballet), which made Garrett look physically pained just from watching. After curfew, Tully and I talked, which was mice because I don’t see her or talk to her a lot, and we went to sleep without showering because the room was kinda gross. // 周六（zhōuliù，Saturday): Saturday was just as wild as Friday, if not more so (which I didn’t think was possible). The first order of business was breakfast. Fully, David, Abigale, Shayley, Maya, Reyna, maybe Zack (sorry I forgot) and I went to a local shop to eat 肠粉 (chángfěn），a Guangdong specialty. It’s a dish that they make by pouring out rice batter (that’s definitely the wrong word) in a thin layer on a sheet, adding veggies and/or egg and/or meat and then cooking it (I think they steamed it). Then they roll it all up and cover it with a sauce. I had the veggie one and some chocolate bean milk thing (as far as I know) and it was very delicious. Then we were off to a local elementary school. They gave us an orchestra performance using traditional Chinese instruments and these kids were crazy good. They were between ages 7 and 11 and they had been selected to join this orchestra. Saturday was their first day of break but they all seemed happy to be there. After a few traditional songs, they let us go up to kids and have them teach us how to play. I tried out the guzheng (which was super cool), the erhu (which I was terrible at but had fun with) and another instrument whose name I forget right now (you use hammers to hit strings and I was very very confused and bad at it). Most of the kids I talked to were practicing an hour or more a day, and were very very good. One kid who stood out was a guy who could play both the hammer+strong instrument and a Chinese drum. When they went around and introduced all the instruments to us, kids did solos on each instrument and he did the drum-it was stunning. He played so quickly and precisely!!! Then, it was time for us to perform for them. I played the Rachmaninoff Prelude (a shortened version), but I sort of botched the performance and I’m not sure why. Then we all sang the chorus of “对不起” (the song about our Chinese being bad) and the kids played more traditional music and a western classical song adapted to their orchestra (which was really cool). After, I was feeling kind of crappy about my performance when we went down to the bottom level and goofed around on the playground before taking some pictures with the kids and heading out. Imagine my surprise when one kid asked for my autograph, and then suddenly a group of kids all wanted me to sign things and give them my WeChat username. That was quite literally my 15 minutes of fame! // After heading out, we spent a few minutes in a square nearby (some of my new elementary school friends were there) and then headed to lunch. Lunch was not as good, which was probably not helped by the fact that there were several older guys smoking inside. This is one of the things I’ve had a lot of trouble getting used to here–there are a LOT of smokers here, and while I often see signs inside that say no smoking, I also have gotten used to seeing ashtrays inside those very same rooms. The toilet experience there was….unpleasant, and then we were off to a tea house. // As we got off the bus and began to walk to the tea house, rain was POURING. I was wearing my rap jacket (I forgot my umbrella at school, oops) and by the time we entered the tea house, my entire lower half was drenched. I spent the first few minutes awkwardly wringing out my dress and using tissues to attempt to dry myself off. // This teahouse was very different from the one my mom took me to; rather than one table, it had three stories, multiple side rooms, and many many many different kinds of tea (for a significant price). One of the coolest things was getting to talk to the owner about his company (he also owns a tea bank and apparently a mountain? I heard he rents the mountain? Not super clear), getting to see this big wood fourpostbed-looking thing that people would drink tea at from the Qing dynasty, and getting to have a conversation (entirely in Chinese) with one of the ladies about the different tools used at the table. The latter was a bit stressful because I couldn’t understand a lot, but I had to help my friends. We got the gist of what was going on, so all was well. Afterwards, we headed down for the tea ceremony. I have always thought of drinking tea as a quiet affair, but there were three guys there who were really loud and an absolute RIOT. One of them really hit it off with Alec and Isabel, and I will cherish the memory of them all loudly yelling 干杯(gānbēi，cheers, coincidentally one of this weeks vocabulary words) and making everyone on our half of the gigantic wooden table toast (and then them taking selfies together), which I’m pretty sure isn’t traditional tea protocol 😂 After tea, they gave us each a bag that had information and a teacup in it (!), which was super generous, and we were swept back onto the bus. // A few hours later, we were back in Zhuhai. Everyday Zhuhai feels more and more like home, so I am getting more and more sad at the thought of having to say goodbye. But returning to Zhuhai didn’t mean my excitement was over for the day. My sister had a piano recital, and I was in charge of getting myself there. My mom had sent me directions for which bus stops to take, and the first ride went perfectly. But then, there were no busses coming any time soon to my intermediate stop, so I had a problem. My mom told me to take a taxi, and if I couldn’t figure it out, to ask someone at the station to help me. No one was at the station. Now, in case you were wondering, here’s a list of things I have never done: 1) Taken a taxi by myself 2) Completed a taxi transaction in an unfamiliar place in the middle of China 3) Completed a taxi transaction in Chinese. Well, I’m proud to say that I managed to do all 3, and I even had a conversation with the driver about how long he had been driving, how long he had been in Zhuhai, how long I had been in China, etc. He helped me find my building, and my journey was complete! My mom was very proud/impressed/surprised that I had successfully navigated (I was a little concerned at how surprised she was), and I was greeted with a good old fashioned fast food dinner of French fries, a chicken sandwich and soda. That was a little bit of a shock to my system (the first "American” meal I’d had since I arrived) but a welcome taste from home. After, we headed upstairs to watch the recital. //The recital was my little sister and a bunch of high school students, and some of these kids were really good. One girl was 15 and played 4 songs, including a full sonata and the Revolutionary Etude. I was floored by her talent. At the end of the show, I ended up befriending her and a few other students. I’m excited to have some friends that are around my age! I goofed around on one of the pianos outside during intermission (aka poorly played Rachmaninoff and Chopin) and some people started filming me…not because it was really good, just because I’m a 外国人 . I don’t mind, it’s just a little odd when people take pictures of you/film you without ever talking to you or asking permission. // 周日（zhōurì，Sunday): After the excitement of the past few days, Sunday was a welcome rest. I woke up a little later than usual and my family and I went out to 早茶(zǎochá）, which translates to morning tea but is actually like lots of small dishes that you can eat for breakfast or lunch or in our case, brunch. We had 早茶 in this really cool restaurant where the top floors were hotel rooms and the bottom floors were like hotel rooms but for eating. Each party gets its own room with a table and very nice bathroom. The bathrooms had western toilets, toilet paper AND soap so the restaurant definitely got my stamp of approval. Okay, back to the food. We had everything from red bean buns shaped like pigs (which were SO CUTE) to squares of what looked like super fancy layered jello (I would say the flavor but I have no idea what the flavor was). It was very delicious but my stomach got a little overwhelmed by how many sweet and oily things there were. When I declined sugar in my warm milk drink, my mom declined it for me first and told my dad (in Chinese) that I was afraid of getting fat and so I wouldn’t want any. I retorted that I was not in fact afraid of getting fat and that I just didn’t want sugar in my drink. I think she thinks this because I don’t eat a lot, but I DO eat a lot (I was literally never hungry the first week because I am constantly being fed or having more food put on my plate). Confusing remarks aside, I had a really nice meal and this was the first time our whole family sat down at the same table to eat together, so I enjoyed the morning. Then, my dad, sister and I took the train that goes alongside the road home, which was very nice and a fun new experience. // After getting home, my sister and I both worked on homework. She asked me to help her translate the English text she was reading into Chinese, but my Chinese wasn’t good enough so I was pretty useless there. Her homework and mine made me so tired I fell asleep (that’s my homework strategy in America too…I’m a consistent student). After I woke up, Maya and I decided to meet up to hang out in TangJia. I took the bus over and had a really nice time walking in the park and goofing around on all the exercise equipment with her (despite the weird looks we got from some police officers). It was also nice to have a long, peaceful conversation with a friend after such a whirlwind of a week. I came home for dinner, watched TV with the fam, and started writing this blog post!// Okay this last part is going to be a little TMI, so if that’s not your thing, catch you next week. For you brave souls, I have a few more comments to make. 1) Being a girl and dealing with all the bodily functions that come as a result of that is Not A Fun Time in China. It’s annoying and inconvenient and has made me like squat pots less. 2) Having some stomach emergencies during your sisters piano recitals intermission and then running out of tissues in the land of no-TP-in-public-restrooms is an experience you won’t and can’t forget. // Okay, that’s it for this week! ✌️️

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xsocietydropoutx-blog · 8 years ago

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Dear TVD

Warning: the following blog might be very unfocused and somewhat confusing, but that's only because I have a lot to say.

It doesn't take much to create a bad show. However, it's pretty difficult to make it good. Creating a good show from the start takes effort, talent, and luck. But you know what is super easy?

Creating a good show, and then ruining it completely.

At first, Elena is the type of girl that could make a gay guy go straight again. Just incredible. And Stefan is the type of person that would make that same man gay again. Damon, however, is the ultimate villain. Killing and tormenting people for no good reason at all.

Then, for no good reason at all, Elena starts to have feelings for Damon. Why?! He literally killed her father (or attempted to), slept with her birth mother, killed her brother, raped Caroline and abused her, tried to kill Bonnie and was responsible for the death of her grandmother, all for Katherine.

For 150 years, he was in love with her, and then all of the sudden he forgets all about her and moves on to Elena? Are you freaking kidding me?! How is that even logical?

Damon is constantly blaming Katherine of the person her became, and each time he does that, I don't know if I should roll my eyes or laugh out loud. She didn't teach him how to kill, and he was just a bad person ever since he decided to ruin Stefan's life after his transition. Plus, take Klaus for example, he was abused as a child, but not once did he blame Mikael of the person he became (only Ester, but rightfully so). Damon had no excuse of his actions, and that pisses me off.

One of my favorite characters in the show were Lexi, and of what we know, she was Stefan's best friend for over a century. And then, Damon killed her. Two episodes later, it was all forgotten. WTF?! But, when Stefan "killed" Enzo (it was a freaking self murder for crying out loud!) Damon never forgot about that, but completely ignored the fact that he left him for dead before.

Plus, Lexi is 360 years old. Remember when she went to help Damon in New York in the 80? She is a lot smarter than they made her in that scene in which she falls for Damon's crap. She would've known better.

I feel like the writers don't even know the character's personality half of the time, and just constantly change it. It's really confusing an frustrating. One minute, everyone is being mature and reasonable, and the next, they go back to kindergarten.

Normally, characters develop for the better, such as: Caroline, Jeremy, Klaus, Tyler and... well, I think that's it.

The characters that were regressed: ELENA, DAMON, BONNIE, MATT, STEFAN (sometimes) and the list goes on and on and on.....

From being the ultimate dream girl, Elena became a freaking doormat. Always obeying to Damon and being his little bitch. That's not love, my friends. That is freaking twisted.

Damon went from being a fifteen year old to being a ten year old. Makes a lot of sense, right? Plus, he is supposed to be the older brother, but not for once in the whole show did it look like that. Could've fooled me with Stefan being the eldest. Plus, in his human life, he was actually kinda nice, what the hell happened to that?! Oh yeah, Katherine. Not.

Stefan was often treated very poorly for making one bad choice. Damon has slept with so many people for so long and killed more than all of the originals combined, but when Stefan slept with Rebekah in season 4 and Katherine in season 5 people treated him like he is Satan.

Damon is the type of man you fall for in the middle of high school, change your whole personality for just to have his attention, and then he leaves you broken. That is a terrible massage to the next generation.

Stefan, however, is the perfect gentleman. Kind, smart, loving, respectful, honoring, and since he's a vampire and this is a television show - a tormented soul that needs to be fixed. Just like Elena.

And they were beautifully broken together. Their ripped edges fit together, like they were meant to. It was more than perfect. It was EPIC.

But, sadly, other people didn't think like that. They thought that the man who is the bad guy should be the one to get the girl, because she can fix him. Have you watch the film Gone Girl? There was a sentence there that really stuck to me. "He took and took from me until I no longer existed." That is the definition of Delena. He has taken everything from her, her freedom of choice, her emotions, her family, her personality.

"That's murder."

I have also noticed how most of the fans ship Delena only because of Ian and Nina. I have asked one of my friends if she would've still shipped Delena if Paul was the one to play Damon, and she shook her head and said; "Hell no!"

I don't know if it's just me, but I've noticed that after someone dies and becomes a vampire, they become a whole different person. I hate that. You might as well have just taken the character and left it dead. I felt the fact that their emotions are heightened and whatever, but that doesn't change them.

And I don't know if it's just me, but the sire bond between Damon and Elena is based on feelings, and they didn't say what type of feelings. For all we know, they could've been hatred. Which makes a lot more sense.

I have also noticed something that happened in TVD a lot more than it should have. Once it appears as if the character has no where else to develop, it's been killed off. Jenna, Tyler, Kol, Vicky, and the list goes on. Again.

That is how they solved so many issues in the show - love triangles, characters made for one episode alone, stuff like that. And that is so immature and stupid to make a character only to kill it off.

I just have to say this: what Nina did was kind of a bitch move. Leaving the show while you're the lead actress is kinda like a company's CEO decides to quit all of the sudden. I completely understand her decision, but I think it's really something only Hollywood stars can afford to do, and that I like you spit in the fandom's face.

The show is called the vampire diaries - the diary of the vampire - the vampire is Stefan. The show is about him, not his serial killer psychopath of a brother!

By the way, the fact that Nina left doesn't mean that Elena had to go. With all of the traveler stuff, they could've just made Elena go into different body. That would've solved a lot.

A very big part of Delena's relationship is the sex. The reason their relationship even started is sexual attraction. That is a terrible message to send the future generation - have I mentioned that? I think I did. - and if Elena would've been transformed into a different body, that would have been a huge obstacle in Damon and Elena's relationship, and an opening for Stelena.

The doppelganger storyline wasn't as main as I thought it would be. In fact, I'd hoped that during her coma, Elena would have visions of the past couples and that we might get to see a few, and that they would make her understand how special what she had with Stefan truly was.

The more I write here, the more I understand I don't even like Elena anymore. I just want Stefan to be happy and the happiest I have ever seen him was with Elena.

And I just realllllyy wanna see Damon get what he deserves.

To be honest, I didn't watch the 7th and 8th seasons of the show. I promised myself that I would only if I felt like the ending was worth it. Frankly, it wasn't, so I have no intention to sit in front of my laptop and catch up, because there is no reason to. The ending sucked. Stefan was supposed to live happily ever after. If not with Elena, then by himself (Sorry Steroliners, but KLAROLINE IS LIFE) he deserved to live. I had hope that Damon would finally take the responsibility of being the older brother and finally do something for once in his whole wasted life, and help his little brother be happy, but of course not, Stefan must "Sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of other's right?" as he said in the finale of season 4. Too right.

Stelena was love, and respect, cherishing and loving the other person, especially their flaws. It was about concurring all and saving the people you care about, but remain loyal to yourself.

Delena is sex, sex, and some more toxic sex. It's putting yourself first and not caring about the amount of people that you hurt. THAT IS NOT WHAT THE SHOW SHOULD ENCURAGE!

People say that the type of people you like onscreen, especially serial killers, says a lot about your personality. Delena fans, who support this abusive relationship? They are like the watchers in Nerve, pressing on the YES button to kill the soul of an innocent girl. That is what they did to Elena.

I asked my nephew today about his favorite super heroes, and he said "Spiderman, superman," ect. When I asked him of the joker, he said "NO! I don't like him, he's scary!"

And when I ask my friend - the delena fan mentioned before - she says "The joker is awesome, I love the bad guys."

I don't want him to grow up in a world in which in youth he is taught to help others in shows like Dora and Spiderman, and then become a teenager in a world that likes films with criminals and serial killers. Damon represents just that.

And let's be honest, every single one of the problems in the show would've been solved if Damon died in the first season.

To sum up, the show shouldn't have gone on without the main character. And I don't know if it's because I'm just hopelessly in love with the originals' accent, but I intend to watch the originals (I haven't watched the 3rd season of it as well, because I assumed that they would be linked and that I would get confused.) but I have hope that they writers will redeem themselves in the 4th season and maybe give us all the better ending we deserve.

Thank you for reading, please let me know what you think. I have no friends and I need someone to talk to about this lol.

P.S. is it just me or we still have no idea who stood on the bridge the day Elena and Jeremy's parents died? IDK...

#tvdforever #tvd #stelena #stefan salvatore #elena gilbert #antidelena #stelena is endgame #tvd writers #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaires rp

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tales-of-abysia · 5 years ago

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Mind of a Madman - The Flood (4/4) Dried Up

(This is the #4 of a 4-part blog. These are all from months ago, and it took me a long time to form them into the right words, to get it all together. You can also find them with my #theflood tag below if you find it hard to get them straight.)

Several months ago…

They all met in the Library chamber. It was an awkward moment of silence as Azure approached the table. “What happened?”

Mari scoffed. “While you were off having a snow walk we had a breakdown. Aqua attacked, Crimson is locked in Lexi's chambers and Darkside was caught walking her right through the door to our home.”

“He's here as well, yes?” Azure turned his gaze from Mari to Bastion, who seemed more than a little bit smug.

“Honestly, I'm not sure to buy his story but Duske, Zane, Skeith and I caught him with coordinated attacks. He says he was sent down for recon and took this opportunity to reach back to us. The way the gate was opened suggests it was forced from the other side so it’s more than likely that he did it himself.”

Azure nodded. “Yeah, that makes sense. I told him I wanted Aqua lured into a trap, and Duske was designed to be able to seal someone within.” He glanced over Bastion's shoulder to where a suit of armor sat on its knees, hands bound backwards. “It looks like it worked but not for the correct target. Damn.”

Bastion shook his head. “Of course you had some kind of secret plan. You couldn’t give anyone else a heads up, could you? We could have been ready for this. Instead we have Mari, Zane and Audio all wounded and Artisan is gone.”

Azure looked around the room. Mari's face was scarred, Zane was very gently assembling a new arm with only his right hand, Audio and Engine were missing as well as Artisan. “What happened to them?”

Zane spoke up, “Well Darkside bent my wrist so far back my forearm exploded, Crimson threw Audio down into a staircase and shattered his physical form, and Engine’s book was ripped up and he went full exorcist on the undercroft before returning to Audio's side. Lexi stitched the book back together but he’s gonna need a few days to pull himself together. Ink is fucking everywhere down there. They’re both in their rooms. As for Artisan, he got to Aqua as she was going to kill Mari and ended up getting abducted. She took him under.”

Tech stood up. “I’m going to the bulkhead to check on it. I’ll stay there as gatekeeper for a while. When you are ready, I’ll let you pass into the Bin. Don’t be long, as Artisan surely doesn’t have forever.”

As he exited the room, Mari stood up. “Jaxx and Kaje are coming with me. They are more resilient than most of you. Bane, will you come along?” His arm was damaged, but partially functional after Aqua's assault.

Bane went to push his chair back, but as he stood Mikendo grabbed his shoulder and forced him back into the large wooden seat. “No dice, mate. Imma head out instead.” He walked around the table to where Azure stood. He shot him a solemn smirk for a moment and then sighed. “I’m gonna need it back now.”

Azure stared into Mikendo’s eyes. There was only ever one gift, so there wasn’t much else to say. Azure closed his eyes and held his hands out, cupped upwards. There was a whistle as he focused, dull at first and then growing to that of a teapot. A golden light formed in his hands, whipping around until it formed a solid gold sphere. Mikendo placed his hand atop it and there was a snap, a burst of wind, and a dull flash of light. Azure opened his eyes and the golden ring in them had faded away. The exchange was complete, for the time being.

Mikendo let out a sigh and ran his fingers under his hat and into his hair. The hat fell to the ground and his short, orange hair showed through. The blond had vanished. As he opened his eyes the green had grown more yellow, flecks of gold shining as his gaze turned to Mari. He spoke without his normal accent. “Well, now I’m ready to go and fight Aqua. What are we waiting for?” He had returned to being the man he once was; Mikendo had returned to being Scythe. However, this transformation was not complete; could never be complete without Audio. No, this would be a fleeting form for him, one that he would wear only when full of dark emotions, like now when his brother may be killed by his sister. He wouldn’t take any chances.

Mari nodded at him. “That sounds good. So we have the four of us. Anyone else?”

Hush stood from his corner seat and nodded. “I can’t enter but I would like to help. I have a connection to the Bin, while you’re inside I can use you guys like circuits to control aspects of your environment. I’ll do my best to turn situations in your favor.”

Jaxx rippled under his human skin. Dark veins pulsed as he let out a heavy sigh, a rumble resembling a growl hiding just beneath his voice. His frustration was nearly overwhelming. “I’m going to wait at the gate. I can’t be here anymore.” He stood with force, his chair falling over as he did so. He then rippled and sank into his own shadow, which swam across the ground and underneath the Library door.

Kaje nodded, standing hesitantly. “I’ll do the same. We shouldn’t be alone right now.” He turned, faded into smoke, and glided along the floor and through the crack in the door.

Azure spoke to Mari and Scythe. “You guys be careful. She’s not going to go down without a fight. She’s been waiting for a long time for a chance to do this.”

They both drew their weapons as they said “I’m counting on it.” Mari and Scythe then walked down the carpet and out the large doors.

Azure sighed. “This is not how I wanted my morning to progress.”

There was an eerie deadness to the air within the Chronos Bin. Where thin fog and an uncomfortable static once filled the air, there was now a stifling silence. The dimness that once cascaded down through the fog had thickened to darkness, lit only by weak lanterns of blue light that were stretched few and far between. Tech closed the bulkhead behind them and stood guard, bumping his fists to Scythe's as they began to fan out.

Jaxx called out first. “Blood here. It’s thick and rich, must be from Artisan.” The other three drew near and they all examined their surroundings. Outlines of dying flora hardly stood out among the black. “Curious how she managed to move him. He’s a big guy, for such a soft voice. She’s the opposite.”

Scythe scoffed. “Wit and cruelty are her weapons. She likely prepared for this, so maybe she had some beasties around to help, or she used her water to make a dolly.” He ran his fingers through his hair, from bright orange tips to dark roots. “She got Artisan in the arm, yeah? That would certainly inhibit his ability to fight back.”

Mari pushed passed the boys and to a small gap low in the branches. Kaje came up behind her, his pale, feathered flesh letting off just enough light. “Okay boys, it looks like she definitely went this way. I see what looks like water flow here. The ground is soft like a riverbed.” Her eyes narrowed. “We have a trail.” She held her right hand back and Kaje coiled around it, forming a glowing shield on her arm she then used to hold the bramble out of the way.

They continued to follow the trail until they met a great gate, stone walls extending out in both directions on its side. This was the end of their safe zone. The area up until now existed within a great hall, which plants wound in and out of through broken stained glass windows. When they arrived at the doors they creaked open invitingly. Scythe pat the door as he walked through it. “We’ll return soon, Hush.” The others followed him out into the exterior. They knew nothing of what waited beyond.

Outside of the Cathedral shaped building, the sky above them was cracked, the infinite blackness letting through thins cracks of light as the ocean overhead began to bleed down. At this rate, the sea they looked upon each morning would be all dried up soon. The area around them was once full of life, albeit a twisted form full of beasts, shadows, and nightmare plants. Now it more resembled a wasteland where Death awaited them. After a moment they saw dim beacons appear in the distance. They found a trail of moisture, and without any doubt they followed the trail to Her.

Her hideout was decayed, an old building that wore a broken emblem from a forgotten time, the building in which four worked as one for years until their uneasy team broke apart. What once resembled a town hall now instead had fallen to ruin, the clock tower's hands fallen meekly to the bottom numbers, never to move again. At the window Mari could see in to the building where Aqua stood. She leaned on a counter that had seen much wear and tear, and before her the back of the building was gone, instead a thick black ice stretched up and into the cracked sky.

Artisan's voice echoed through the chamber from the back. “I’m surprised you haven’t ended me yet.” He was half-embedded in the ice, his wounded shoulder and the same leg both frozen in place. He couldn’t work with the soft ground around him.

“Honestly, I don’t plan to. I can’t put us back together how we used to be if you’re gone. That makes my job harder.”

He scoffed. “You really think you can put it back how it once was? It’ll never be the four of us again. Tech has deteriorated to the ghost of who he was, and Mikendo actually likes who he is. If I’m being honest, I didn’t enjoy myself back then either. Atlas was a phase.”

“Well, either way I’m sure they won’t leave you here forever. It wasn’t my plan to take hostages, but I’m sure it will work out. Darkside and my pet are still up there anyways.”

Artisan shook his head, and wrinkled his nose as he grimaced toward the mountain of black ice he had been fused to. “This smells rancorous. How did you manage to even make such a poison?”

Aqua chuckled. “Honestly, Alexander, it’s your innocence of this matter that tickles me. I didn’t make any of it. It bled down here from higher up, sinking down through the layers one by one and filtered through your great Tower above. The dark fluid has been repressed, bottled up. When it overflowed it sank into everything, started affecting all of us. Down here, only the most powerful aspects survived. I didn’t always have this plan, but in the last decade there’s been so much of this I had to. Your precious Sorrow failed you. This is all his doing, his fault. When I’m done with him, there won’t be any more sorrow, and this dark depression you’re quite literally stuck in will begin to evaporate. I'm sick of the weakness.”

Artisan stared at her, and then looked up through the ceiling’s many gaps to find the glacier extending upwards. Above them was one of the many glowing cracks, a viscous fluid draining through. “All of that?”

“Emotion. Dark ones, too. You can taste it, can’t you? Hate, betrayal, heartbreak and self-depreciation. It’s like a fluid suicide, perfectly preserved deep inside. Nothing is done with it. This feeling of oblivion builds up more and more, so it’s really no surprise at all that we’re suffering. The pain is being banked, Alexander.”

Artisan stared at her for a long time, silent. His mind raced, this information shaking his core. He had always thought that he had kept things under control. It appeared that she had convinced him into uncertainty. His eyes looked beyond her for a fraction of a second before closing. “I understand.”

Aqua raised a brow. “Good.” She then leaned back, flipping over the counter and grabbing a long pole with a blade on the tip. As she landed on her feet, she pivoted her body toward the doorway where Mari stood with a white shield on her arm. “My, my. You came right back to me!”

Mari glared. “I will never be a part of you.”

Aqua smirked. “You’ll always be a part of me. You can’t control that.”

Mari spun her arm, her ring-shaped blade gaining speed before she threw it forward. Aqua swung her glaive in an arc and caught the weapon, pinning it to the ground. As Aqua drew the tip from the soil Mari ran up to her, hand extended back toward her own shadow. The shadow grew a hand, Jaxx pulling his form from the dark and twisting his figure into a spined sword. Mari parried the glaive with Jaxx, then rose Kaje and used his hard surface to parry a blow from the crystal at the end of Aqua’s long hair.

Aqua kicked off of the counter and stepped on Kaje to get passed Mari. Once behind her, the ground beneath her cracked and a grey hand extended to grab Aqua's ankle as she tried to turn.

Mari took the opportunity and sliced at the back of Aqua's knee. In a pained reaction, Aqua’s crystal stabbed back toward Mari. She dropped Jaxx to the ground and grabbed the sharp shard, not even wincing at it cut into her palm.

Aqua struggled to break free, then looked up to see Scythe before her. “You… you’re back to yourself.”

Scythe glared down at her. “Yeah, that would be your fault.” He spun his scythe and held it out, the blade curling around Aqua's neck. “Any last words?”

Her eyes filled with panic, she tried to pull away but found the grip of Hush on her leg tighten alongside Mari's. “I just-“

“Nah.” Scythe turned around, tightened his grip on the shaft of his weapon and pulled tight. There was a shriek, and then the sound of slicing filled the room. Suddenly, the cold in the air faded away. Aqua's glaive melted into a rancid black liquid. He didn’t turn to look at her as he took the long way around the room. It was a familiar path to where Artisan was trapped; he sighed in relief. “I really thought you were about to behead her.”

Mari pulled the braid of hair from the cold glowing crystal and let the long, loose hairs fall around the now short-haired Aqua. The brilliant blue began to bleed out of her, becoming pale and palid. She was powerless, and without drive. “Only doom remains…”

Mari narrowed her eyes and tossed Kaje at her. Kaje warped his form into hard shackles, wrapping around her arms and feet. Jaxx rose from the ground and leaned down to growl in her face. “Your pet killed what I loved. It’s poetic that my little sister helped save Alexia's life.” He then grabbed her throat, his form warping around her as well to form a large collar with spines. He wouldn’t let her escape again.

Scythe placed his palm on the black ice. It hummed, then cracked. With his other hand he grabbed Artisan's free shoulder and yanked him free. Artisan's face was one of disbelief. “Wow… I never thought I’d see you wear that face again.”

Scythe stared straight at the wound on Artisan's shoulder. There were dark black veins stretching out like a spider's web. He looked away, his eyes instead focused on an old table with four seats. “I didn’t really have a choice. At the time my oldest friend was being dragged into an endless graveyard by his worst enemy. I was pretty sure you were going to die.”

Artisan nodded. “Mhmm… Did you hear what she said?” He pulled his tattered sleeve down to cover the wound.

“Yeah. Gonna think on that for a while. Let’s get outta here though.” He turned around, walked passed Mari. “Hush, let her go.”

The grey hand softened into soil and Mari grabbed Aqua, pulling her to her feet. They walked the long path back. As they got to the Bulkhead again, Tech’s eyes met hers. The blue had begun to fade from them. “Tech… I’m s-“

The collar rippled, growing over her face. Tech frowned. “Jaxx, let her speak?”

A fanged mouth grew over her face. “No. Her actions have said enough.”

She stared back at him riddled with guilt as they walked her onto the pad and then vanished in a bright light. She looked over her shoulder to him, certain that it would be the final time their eyes would meet.

Back in the city, they came through to find Azure, Bastion, and Damien there waiting. Damien stood first. “Artisan, are you all right?” They had a short talk. Damien had already begun to plan repairs and requested his help.

Bastion approached Mari and took possession of Aqua's chains. He knew where to bring her. Scythe was looking around at the city's many pipes, and then out the window to see that the ocean had vanished almost entirely, and the city was slowly growing closer to the ground. They would land soon.

Azure walked up to him. “You did a good job. It looks like nobody was hurt. I can take that back for you, now.” He held out his hand.

Scythe slowly looked at him, then down to the hat that Azure held in his other hand. He snatched the hat and slid it on, his eyes fading back to their green tint as the hair color lessened. Mikendo once more, he then placed his hand on Azure’s shoulder and looked him dead in the eye. “Yeah…” He glanced over to Artisan, who was showing Damien his wound. “That aint gonna happen.” He turned away and walked up the stairs. Azure look after him in disbelief before turning his gaze to the permanent sunset on the horizon. Change had finally come.

#mind of a madman #theflood

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apkilby · 7 years ago

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Monday mornings are no exception to the rule. I guess like most I’m up early; around 5 AM, to let the hurricanes out for their morning tinkle before their breakfast. This usually constitutes a “One Eye Open Policy” due to the light as it burns through my retinas as I open the door.

My home for the most part during the night hours, is protected by blackout curtains/blinds, to filter out the light pollution that surrounds most urban lived areas these days. I’m both gifted and cursed as I see better in the dark and in the light, as most do who are Photophobic.

Anyway I’m digressing.

After closing the door on a yet to be woken world, all five of my hurricanes sit looking at me “Waiting!”

As soon as I pick up their bowls to weight out their food, the sitting stops and the parade of excitement ensues until the bowls are placed in front of them.

Giving me their paws in eager anticipation, their feeding frenzy begins.

After my quick morning yawn as I commit to the day, my morning ritual begins; You know the usual things that happened during mornings…

On goes the kettle out comes the cup, okay so I’m not sure but I think, most people here would be making coffee (usually with a fanged-dangled machine, from the likes of Nespresso, oh don’t get me wrong I have one of those, but I’m not a fan of coffee at all!)

So instead I grab a teapot and my jar of loose tea from the cupboard and well, I’m pretty sure you know the methodology after that for making tea.

Moving on after clearing the pots is a shower; it wakes up all the sleepy senses and prepares my body for the onslaught of the coming day.

By now a couple of hours have passed and I’m dressed and about to continue with my ritual morning routine.

My first tasks of the day are to check emails, social media and catch up with the world. (Although if I am to be totally honest here I get a little frustrated with the news and social media) I generally spend about two hours of the morning reading and replying to emails. I much prefer however the opening of letters especially the handwritten types, and as long as my regular post-persons are doing their rounds, my post usually arrives as I just finish up with my digital mail.

The patience of Tempy, Kodi, Izzy, Lexi and River is now wearing a little thin and the excitement starts to build as they pace around knowing it’s ‘Walkies’ time.

Having five dogs is no easy task especially when they’re all tentative and running about the place, but honestly I couldn’t ask for more well-behaved companions.

Apart from writing which is a true passion and an absolute favourite pastime of mine, not to mention a compulsive part of my hypergraphia, my absolute most favourite thing in the world to do is to take the hurricanes for their walks, in fact spending any time with them is my favourite thing to do.

Again I’m starting to digress, sorry.

So…

The doggies have been for their walk and are now settled, at least for a few hours.

It’s now time to start my working day, if of course you can call it that. It all starts with a box folder, I have many box folders filed all over the place.

(I have two different types of box folder, one is black the other is a natural cardboard colour, this for me is a kind of code system, it tells me the type of work it is)

I also have many current projects on the go, so after choosing which current project I want to work on at this time, I read my catch up notes. I then open the notebook enclosed in the folder to find the last page I was working on.

I should have really mentioned before, but in between all this I set up my desk for the day, this in itself is a multi-integral manoeuvre of a task consisting of quantum space mechanics.

No seriously.

I use a multitude of tools to write, most of which are usually in the background doing something mundane while I scribbled in an open notebook.

My working day has finally begun.

This is just a typical Monday morning for me, I do try to not plan much for Monday’s, for most people it’s a very stressful return to work after the weekend, and to be honest it carries an infectious toxic attitude when people have a negative thought towards Monday and the beginnings of the week. Plus I feel if I can accomplish a lot on Mondays I can do it all through the rest of the week.

A few hours have passed, several thousand words have been scribbled and typed and the doggies have woken from their slumber.

Play time…

I cherish this above just about everything else, with the exception of cuddle time. I get such an overwhelming joyous feeling when they’re all getting excited their tails wagging and toys in mouth. It’s then they begin their harmonious playful chaos.

I’m sure most including myself see this as procrastination, but it is something I promised myself when they’re little paws first crossed the threshold of my heart.

“There is nothing more important than spending time in braced in love and family and they are my family, most of all they fill me with love and almost certainly one of the main reasons I live my life. No matter the circumstance, time or feeling all they have a show is love and loyalty; so they deserve every minute of my time and my unconditional love and attention.”

That being said because of this, they are the only thing that can snap me out of a hypergraphic rage.

The day has now started to slip by and it is now well into the afternoon, it is at this point I start to question if I’m hungry or not either way it’s time for a cuppa.

Brief intermission… (Consisting of a cup of tea and biscuits, to which the hurricanes will have too)

Several minutes later..

Okay so where was I?

Oh yes cuppa.

Tea is a must, as mentioned I’m not a coffee drinker, I have tried but it must be an acquired taste because it’s just not for me. It is around this time while drinking my tea that I usually check my emails again, more than likely there is a few that need a response and I’ve put them on a checklist to do later. As you can imagine after checking emails the dogs have once again settled and entered the Sandman’s realm.

It is at this point I usually change to a different box and a different notebook. Then my writing continues throughout the afternoon and into the early evening.

Being hypergraphic this means that my writing continues without interruption. (As long as the dog sleep of course.)

I won’t bore you with the details of me sat in front of a computer or a notebook scribbling away or typing away so I’ll just fast forward a few hours.

I’ve fed the Hurricanes their dinner and I’ve had an hour watching YouTuber’s. (I’ll explain the YouTuber’s thing later, as I’m going to do a separate blog thingy on its own about my down time).

It’s approaching nighttime, it’s already dark due to Spring (and the changing to BST). Spring starts here in the UK on 21 March (and just for reference purposes Summer starts on the 21 June, Autumn 21 September, and winter doesn’t actually start until 21 December.)

This is when I actually come into my element, ‘Night Time!’

This is normally when I plan excursions with the dogs such as midnight trips to the beach, walks along the cliffs, rambles down to the valleys and anywhere else we can explore, to be honest it gets me away from my home and desk for just a short period of time. This also gives me time as a writer to rejuvenate myself, give me new ideas, new concepts, it also give me an opportunity to write in a completely different location and surroundings; while enjoying the little things and the playful attributes of my three hurricanes.

I know it sounds silly doing fun playful things during the night, but this truly is the best time, hardly anyone is around, and the doggies get to enjoy a lot more freedoms they wouldn’t get during the day.

Once back home, around quarter-to-one, I get in the shower (yes another shower) before jumping into bed.

Now truth be told bed doesn’t mean sleep for me it’s just another location to write. However while writing in bed, I’m usually joined by orchestral snoring from the rest of the household. By the time I put my pen and paper down it may be around 3:30 AM this is about the time I may just put my head down to go to sleep, but to be honest my brain rarely switches off and so some nights I don’t even put my head down at all, I just spend the night writing, ah the joys of hypergraphia and the midnight disease.

However during the period of the 4 AM miracle this is when I get to write whatever my torrid imagination wishes and that’s it my typical Monday early to rise and like to bed and I’m pretty sure everyone’s got a similar story right?

Early to rise, late to bed. Monday mornings are no exception to the rule. I guess like most I'm up early; around 5 AM, to let the hurricanes out for their morning tinkle before their breakfast.

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Do all for the ask tag u just reblogged

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?I hold a lot of hands in passing, hard to say

2. Are you outgoing or shy?I’m outgoing when I need to be, but on the inside, I’m really shy

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?My puppy, Lexi!

4. Are you easy to get along with?Yeah I’m very agreeable and understanding with people

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?They would probably be drunker, but if I were in a crunch, I like to think he or she would

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?Positive people with imaginations, a sense of humor, and who radiate positive vibes

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?I hope not

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?A person I just consider a friend right now, but I am concerned for

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?In general, no, but when people ask me specifically what I’m into I tend to clam up just because I don’t talk about it a lot so it feels unrehearsed

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?My therapist

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?”Thank you thank you thank youuuuuu”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?1) When I Was (AVPSY)2) ART IS DEAD (Bo Burnham)3) Dust and Ashes (Great Comet of 1812)4) Hallelujah (Rufus Wainwright)5) Home (Phillip Phillips)

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?I’m a fan!14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?In a way15. What good thing happened this summer?I was in a movie!16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?Nope17. Do you think there is life on other planets?Far far away from here and probably not the kind of life we expect18. Do you still talk to your first crush?No19. Do you like bubble baths?Love them20. Do you like your neighbors?I have not issue with them21. What are you bad habits?NAIL BITING22. Where would you like to travel?Everywhere23. Do you have trust issues?Ohhhhhh brother yes24. Favorite part of your daily routine?Shower in the AM25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?Most of it26. What do you do when you wake up?shower27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?A bit tanner would be nice28. Who are you most comfortable around?Anyone who I vibe with29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?Yes, but I’m not sure if they meant it30. Do you ever want to get married?Maybe? A long time from now31. If your hair long enough for a ponytail?No32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?Any of the Chris’s tbh33. Spell your name with your chin.dsaBV34. Do you play sports? What sports?No nope not even a bit35. Would you rather live without TV or music?TV36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?All the time37. What do you say during awkward silences?Idk I don’t find silence awkward, but if it is awkward I guess I’ll ask them a question38. Describe your dream girl/guy?Caring, attentive, passionate, deep, spiritual, free, empathetic39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?Amazon40. What do you want to do after high school?I’m not in High school anymore, but after college, I want to be a clinical therapist41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?Depends on what the original offense was42. If you're being extremely quiet what does it mean?I’m depressed, tired, or offended43. Do you smile at strangers?Sometimes44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?OUTERSPACE45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?The fear of falling behind46. What are you paranoid about?Being annoying47. Have you ever been high?Yeah48. Have you ever been drunk?Yup49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?Sort of50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?Red51. Ever wished you were someone else?All the time52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?My need to be liked53. Favourite makeup brand?I don’t wear makeup anymore, but I used to love Sephora’s brand54. Favourite store?Amazon55. Favourite blog?@nitrogen 56. Favourite colour?pastel blue/pink57. Favourite food?Honey Butter Chicken Biscuit58. Last thing you ate?Chocolate59. First thing you ate this morning?I didn’t eat anything until I had some green beans, spinich, rice, and chicken for lunch60. Ever won a competition? For what?Not unless getting into college counts as a competition61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?Never62. Been arrested? For what?Nope63. Ever been in love? Once64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?So he asked me if he could kiss me and I said okay thinking it would be a peck like first kisses are in the movies I had seen but he slid is tongue in my mouth and I almost threw up65. Are you hungry right now?Not even a little66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?No I like my real friends a lot67. Facebook or Twitter?Twitter68. Twitter or Tumblr?Tumblr69. Are you watching tv right now?Not right now70. Names of your bestfriends? Nick, Lizzy, Liam, Ally, Ella, Lilla, Megan, Julia, Gina, Kay, and Alex71. Craving something? What?Attention, probably72. What colour are your towels?Blue72. How many pillows do you sleep with?Three73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?No74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?I used to have over 300 but now I only have 3 back home75. Favourite animal?Dogs76. What colour is your underwear?Grey77. Chocolate or Vanilla?Vanilla78. Favourite ice cream flavour?Cookie Dough79. What colour shirt are you wearing?Grey/blue80. What colour pants?Dark Blue81. Favourite tv show?Hannibal82. Favourite movie?Frank83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?Mean Girls (Who the fuck would say MG2???)84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?Mean Girls85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?Regina George86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?Dory :)87. First person you talked to today?Liam?88. Last person you talked to today?Liam!89. Name a person you hate?I try not to emit hate; but I do have this one professor....90. Name a person you love?All my friends91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?Republicans92. In a fight with someone?I don’t think so?93. How many sweatpants do you have?3 (2 of them are joggers if that counts)94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?395. Last movie you watched?Rushmore96. Favourite actress?Lauren Lopez/Gillian Anderson97. Favourite actor?Darren Criss/Mads Mikkelson/Hugh Dancey/Heath Ledger/JGL98. Do you tan a lot?hardly99. Have any pets?MY PUPPPPPY LEXIIIII

100. How are you feeling?Depressed, but what’s new!101. Do you type fast?yes102. Do you regret anything from your past?I try not to dwell103. Can you spell well?Nope104. Do you miss anyone from your past?A coupe people105. Ever been to a bonfire party?NO but I WANT to106. Ever broken someone’s heart?I think so107. Have you ever been on a horse?Many times108. What should you be doing?Homework109. Is something irritating you right now?Yeah110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?A lot111. Do you have trust issues?Yep112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?Myself113. What was your childhood nickname?Candy114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?Yes115. Do you play the Wii?Sometimes, I like the mario games116. Are you listening to music right now?Nope117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?I hate soup118. Do you like Chinese food?Love it!119. Favourite book?The Pendragon Series120. Are you afraid of the dark?Sometimes121. Are you mean?I try not to be, but I recognize that I can be unintentionally mean122. Is cheating ever okay?No123. Can you keep white shoes clean?Hardly124. Do you believe in love at first sight?No125. Do you believe in true love?Maybe126. Are you currently bored?Yes127. What makes you happy?Knowing everything is temporary128. Would you change your name?I WISH I could129. What your zodiac sign?Aries130. Do you like subway?Yeah, they’ve never done me wrong131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?Depends on which one it is132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?My therapist133. Favourite lyrics right now?”I wish it was just like it was before””You can’t hold on to what’s past; nothing is made to last””I am an artist, please, God, forgive me””If I die here tonight, I die in my sleep””She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips, she drew the hallelujah””Settle down, it'll all be clear, Don't pay no mind to the demons, They fill you with fear”134. Can you count to one million?CAN I? probably... Will I? No!135. Dumbest lie you ever told?That every year at midnight everyone’s tastebuds fly out of their mouth and switch with other people’s so that you like new foods.136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?CLOSED137. How tall are you?5′10″138. Curly or Straight hair?I have straight hair but I want curly139. Brunette or Blonde?My hair is somewhere in between but I have no preference140. Summer or Winter?Summer plz141. Night or Day?Night

142. Favourite month?April143. Are you a vegetarian?No144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?Milk145. Tea or Coffee?Coffee (but I love some sweet tea!!)146. Was today a good day?It was good then it got really bad and then it got better147. Mars or Snickers?Snickers148. What’s your favourite quote?”To live would be an awfully big adventure.” —Peter Pan: Hook149. Do you believe in ghosts?No150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?“Cities like Philidelphia and Rochester were described as being victims of their own generosity” --The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander

#me #anon #ask #Anonymous

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