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mhdiaries · 5 years ago

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Freaky Fusion Hybrids Sirena Von Boo Diary

6.4

I filled out my Monster High application today (*gulp*). I’m trying not to get my hopes up – I mean, why would they accept me? What makes me so special? My only hope is that my unusual scaritage will help me stand out (it usually does – just not in a good way!). What other monster do you know who can say her parents met at the bottom of the ocean? You see, my mom was a huge bass-ketball (it’s kind like underwater casketball) star back in the day. She could dive deeper and faster than anyone else, which is really important when you need to retrieve the ball. One day during practice, she dived down farther than she’d ever been before, and she found this amazing old shipwreck… and who should be frightseeing around that wreck than the most drop-dead gorgeous ghost she’d ever seen. To hear my mom tell it, the ship wasn’t the only thing that was wrecked – so was her heart (*gag*). That drop-dead gorgeous ghost (otherwise known as Dad) couldn’t believe he finally found someone who matched his spirit. Who cared that she was a mermaid and couldn’t swim through things? He fell so hard in love that he never went back to the ghost world again. Fast forward about 20 years, and here we are today.

I got my love of anshrieking – you know, finding ordinary items from the past that have survived long enough to they’re now special, from my Dad. We can spend hours in them, mulling over faboolous finds and imagining their history. Next to the ocean, anshriek stores are my favorite place to drift off in. Even though Dad can get on my nerves sometimes (he has a tendency to hover), he’s usually pretty great company.

As for mom… sometimes I’m not so sure I belong to her! We get along fine and all, but if it wasn’t for our matching tails, I might wonder. My mom still operates at tur-boo speed, whether she’s planning cruises (her job) or shopping with sand dollars (her hobby). Me, on the other hand… well, I just like to coast along and take things as they come and lose myself in my imagination. Mom and I spend a lot of time swimming together, though, and she thinks I’m fast enough to swim competitively if I wanted to. Maybe, if I’m ever at the same high school long enough, I’ll try out for the team.

6.12

Head in the clouds, tail in the water: that’s pretty much how I feel most days. Half in, half out. Today I had to stop at the ghostery store for my dad, and this little vampire was all like, “Mommy, is that a ghoul, a ghost or a mermaid?!” (*cringe*) Poor little chomper looked totally confused.

Sometimes I think if I was just one thing I wouldn’t feel so divided all the time. But which would I choose??? I daydream about that a lot (mainly because I’d love to rock a pair of boo-jeans, and that’s really hard to do with a tail). But honestly, what would I do if I could only be on the land OR in the sea? It would be so boring to be chained to just one of them – like watching barnacles grow boring.

The only people who really get how I feel are by best friends Avea, Neighthan and Bonita. You would think we’d have nothing common, all being such different types of hybrid monsters, but they get what it’s like to be two things at once. I’m so glad they applied to Monster High, too. We made a pact that if one of us doesn’t get in, NONE of us are going. Fins crossed we all get the same news, one way or another.

6.29

One of the freaky coolest things about the summer is treasure hunting in the sea. I pretty much treasure hunt year-round, but the water is so much warmer in the summer, and I’ll take any oppor-tuna-ty I can to lurk around collecting. One of my favorite treasures to collect is pearls (diamonds are SO out with the tide, you know). I like to turn them into charms or weave them around my chains for extra-special occasions. I also string them up around my room so I can lay on my waterbed and listen to them softly chiming in the breeze (and when your dad is a ghost, there is ALWAYS a breeze). One of the great side effects of treasure hunting is I get totally lost in my thoughts down there – watching the sun sparkle through the water, wrapping myself up in the warm silence… just me, the water, and some otherworldly sea creatures. Today I woke up really worried that I hadn’t heard back from Monster High yet. I think I know what this means (and I’m not surprised), but all my worries were gone once I was a few fathoms below water. I saw this adorable family of sea horses, and I started thinking about how cool it would be to have a seahorse of my own… or maybe a whole litter of them, so they could pull me out to the sandbar… is “litter” the right word for a group of seahorses? Why are they called seahorses, anyway? They don’t neigh… hey, do sea horses make any sound at all?! (*head spinning*)

7.2

I was checking my email today at the Coffin Bean, and I suddenly realized I was the only monster there without a pet! My dad tends to creep out most animals, and my mom can’t stand the smell of wet fur, so they just refuse to let me have a pet. Sometimes my parents are so shellfish – don’t they understand how much this means to me?! The first thing I’m going to do when I graduate from high school is get a pet (well, after I find my own place, since I’d be in deep water if I brought one home!).

I spend a lot of time daydreaming about what kind of pet I’m going to get. One day I’m convinced an electric eel is the pet for me (we’d certainly light up the night together!)… and the next day all I can think about is getting a starfish (how cute would a periwinkle starfish look in my hair?! *squeee*) in fact, deciding which one to get might be the most stressful part about having a pet. I guess the only answer will be to get more than one!

7.10

I was on my way to meet Avea, Bonita and Neightan for a move (in sea-D!) this afternoon, when I decided to stop off at the catacombs to cool off from the blazing sun. the catacombs are the perfect summer hideaway. I can let myself – and my thoughts – wander without much chance of interruption. Today, however, I had a surprise. I ran through a ghost named Spectra! AND Spectra had a pet – a ferret named Rhuen! Spectra is a student at Monster High, and she writes a column for the school paper. She’s also a ghost, which automatically gave us something in common. I’m not entirely sure we’d be ghostly good friends – she asked a TON of questions – but it was scary cool to say I now know somebody who actually goes to Monster High (not that I’m getting in or anything). We talked about meeting up again, when all of a sudden, I noticed my shell phone flashing. I totally missed calls from Avea and Bonita – and, as it turns out, I missed the movie as well! It all ended up working out, though. I found everyone at the die-ner after the movie, and I had a gill-licious ice scream shake and fries. That’s what I love about my friends. They don’t take my drifting off personally.

8.1

Did this really just happen, or is this another one of my daydreams?! It started out like any other day… I was in the kitchen warming up a bowl of float-meal when my dad rattled over with mom and asked f we’d gotten anything interesting in the mail. Right away I knew something was up – I mean, you can see right through him. Dad handed me a letter, and before I even had a chance to read the first line, shrieked “Honey, you’ve been accepted to Monster High!” I rolled my eyes like, “Whatever”, but then I flew back to my bedroom and re-read the letter about fifty times. It was true… I would be starting Monster High in less than a month! I’ve been drifting around from school to school for so long. Maybe, this is just one more place to unfit in, but at the same time… maybe, it’s a chance to really make a splash.

I guess the worst thing that can happen is that Monster High will be like every other school I’ve tried… I’ll go there, hate it, then drift off to another school next year. And I guess the best thing that can happen is that I’ll love it. Avea, Bonita and Neighthan all got in, so I’ll get to see them every day. Maybe I’ll make some more clawsome friends, learn some deadly cool new things, and even try out for the swim team. Then again… I don’t want to make a specter out of myself on the first day. As my dad is fond of saying, what ghost up must come down. Maybe the reverse is true. If I keep my expectations down, then they can only go up from there!

Just take a deep breath and dip your toe in, Von Boo. You can do it!

#monster high #monster high diary #freaky fusion #sirena von boo

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unfortunatelysage · 4 years ago

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Golden (parts 1 and 2)

me writing? actually kinda realistic. ocs from my old story storm since I'm too burnt out to make new characters right now lmao

Winter has a soft spot in my heart. I'm not a fan of the muddy slush that lines the streets, nor the frostbite I inevitably get every year, or the snowstorms, or even really the holiday season. But I love the soft whites and brilliant blues, the calm snowfall, and the traveling. It's probably no secret that I look forward strongly to winter break every year, but I'm just as excited for summer.

My parents have a cottage up north we go to in the summer, I tell my coworkers.

Oh yeah, we usually go on a cruise or something, I tell my classmates.

I just like the beach! I tell my friends. You know me!

As opposed to a week and a half during the winter, I get to stay three or four weeks at Austin's in the summer. Both of us would like me to stay the whole break, but we both work and have school to focus on, and it's difficult as is to get up to a month off.

Breathing in the woodsy air, I feel a rush of joy to my insides, like a swarm of butterflies made its way to my lungs. I exhale again and continue on, admiring the skyscraping trees and massive insects and animals from afar. Everything seems in line until a massive figure crashes through the trees, coming right toward me.

Good God! I jump behind a rock and watch the figure pass. It's a giant- scratch that, a giantess. She runs past me, paying no mind, and through the trees away from Me. What the hell was that? I didn't even get a good look at her, but she was around the same height as Austin I believe.

I check the direction she came to see if anyone else follows, and no one does. No matter, I have a place to be. The rest of the trip goes well, and I arrive on time. He got a buzzer installed for me to press when I show up, so I don't have to find a way up to his doorbell. I push it and wait, rocking on the balls of my feet in anticipation.

The door opens to a crouching Austin, smiling. "It's you!"

"It's me!" I respond, smiling back. "You look great." He sports new glasses and shorter hair on the sides, as well as soft red eyeshadow under his eyes.

"You too!" He replies, raising his eyebrows real quick as he holds out his hand. I nod and step on, and he carefully carries me to the main area. "I see you got your hair done. I like the blue."

We chat for a while and catch up on things as Austin grabs ice tea for us. "Is there anything I need set up right now? Anything I can put in your room or anything?"

"About that..." Austin trails off. " I know you just arrived, but I need to make a trip real quick. Would you rather stay here, or come with?"

"Oh, I can come with. What's the trip for?"

"My friend lost her pet the other day, and I found him." With approval, he carries me to his room, slowly opening the door. "You're not afraid of snakes, are you?"

Just then, my eyes meet the slithery creature's. Little beady eyesstuck in the sides of a titanic, squirming body, a light brown with black curves around him. I noticeably shiver. "Usually, no... but you see the size of him?"

"Understandable for you, I suppose. If it makes you feel better, in general he's quite small. I'd give him 25 zents." I do the math in my head. That's still about ten feet.

"Is he... you know... human-eating?" The snake slithers across the floor a bit.

"His name is Butterscotch. I don't think he's come in contact with any humans, but I would highly doubt he would eat you. No worries anyway, I'll need to keep you in my pocket when I head over to see Carrie. She doesn't know humans exist yet, and I'm not sure if either of us are ready to tell her."

I stare blankly at him.

"She's very nice, I swear. It'll go fine. You just stay where she can't see you, I drop off Butter, we go back on our way. It'll be good. Great, even."

A sigh escapes my body, and I smile. "Fine, I'll do it. Please promise to keep Butterscotch away from me though, that's all I ask."

"Great! Ready to go?" he bends down and grabs Butterscotch with his left hand, keeping me balanced in his right. He brings me to the chest of his dark jacket as he stands again, and I jump inside before the snake can reach me. I hear a soft chuckle escape him, and he mumbles a reassurance as he turns to leave.

The pocket is dark and stuffy, and gives no help to my claustrophobia. But I have to admit it's the lesser of two evils, as I'd rather mildly suffocate in fabric than get swallowed whole by a giant snake. I trace the inside of his jacket pocket's button, noticing the golden plating hasn't rubbed away at all. It's also not too shiny, even when rays of light from outside bounce off.

"Butterscotch is away from you, you know. You haven't any need to lock yourself away completely from sight," the giant tells me.

I push the pocket open at the word and stick my head out. "Okay, genuine question. The gold on your jacket. Is that real? Like all the way pure gold?"

"Yeah, how come?" he asks, raising an eyebrow as he looks down. I crane my neck up and notice his earrings as well, little gold hoops.

"The earrings too?"

"Sure are," he toggles his earring with his free hand. "Is there a reason behind your question?"

"Yeah, where do you work and when are they hiring?"

"Gold's not uncommon, Robin... haven't you seen any gold jewelry where you're from?" He raises his hand to the pocket, slowing his walk. I climb on, wary of the snake fifteen feet away and let him raise me to his shoulder, where I situate myself.

"Yeah, for thousands of dollars!" I reach up and touch his earring, stroking the smooth gold. Small to him, sure, but a rich golden crown to any human.

"I can feel all of this," he whispers after a few minutes. Feeling that blood rush to my cheeks, I shoot my hand down, and I feel him vibrate in a laugh. "Sorry to get your hopes up, but I'm almost there. You'd best be getting back in. He brings his hand back up, and I eye Butterscotch as I'm lowered back into this pocket, diving in.

He rings the doorbell to a house I didn't get to see before hiding, and the sound of a door opening. A voice follows, smooth and sweet like dropping honey, though awfully loud.

"Austin, how good to see you! Is that... oh, wonderful! Please, come in."

I feel Austin's chest vibrate as he replies, also very loudly. I guess I forgot this is how he speaks normally. "Oh, I was actually planning on dropping him offc, since today I-"

"Please, I insist! I'll only be a minute. We haven't properly talked in ages!" The first voice tells him, and I feel him push forward, walking in. What? This wasn't the plan.

The giant sits down slowly, still holding the snake. I hear the other giant- Carrie, was her name? She takes a seat as well across from him, and I hear a clinking sound. Prepared refreshments. Austin always told me how important hospitality is in his culture, though giants tend to fly solo.

The two make small talk, and Austin's still holding the damn snake! I'm trapped in a tiny hell just feet away from a killing machine. I hear him slowly start drinking whatever refreshment the giantess got for him, and I reach back and punch his chest to remind him of the mission at hand.

He starts coughing, setting down the drink. He taps against his chest next to me, regaining himself. "So sorry," he finally gets out. "Swallowed wrong."

"No worries at all. Where did you find Butter? I've been out all day everyday for the last week looking around."

"Right out Back behind my house, would you believe? Halfway up a tree. I nearly missed him, he blended in with the bark! Once I noticed, I brought him in and got ready to go, then came here."

"Give her the snake," I murmur.

"Did you hear something?" Carrie asks.

"Uh, no! Not really," he responds a tad too quickly. "Would you like Butterscotch back? I bet he's been itching to see you." I feel movement, likely his arms holding the snake out.

"Yes, in just a second as I put the glasses away. You're finished, right?"

"Oh, yeah. Thank you." She stands up by my guess, and walks out of the room. His voices hushes to a whisper. "You didn't have to hit me."

"You didn't have to come in!" I retort, "Give her the snake and let's go."

She comes back in. "Did you say something?"

"Oh, no I didn't. Here's Butterscotch." Austin holds the snake out again, but then things move in slow motion.

Since I was in the pocket without sight of the situation, I can't give the most accurate idea of what happens, but here's what I assume and what I know.

What I assume: The snake either sees me move, or smells me, or something like that. He slips quickly between Austin's hands toward the pocket.

What I know: A giant motherfucking snake sticks his giant motherfucking head into the pocket, inches away from me. Naturally, I let out a scream of terror. Perhaps a little less naturally, I dive out of the pocket and grab tightly onto the gold button, hanging on and still screaming. Austin whips the snake away from his pocket and shoves it in Carrie's direction, throwing me off the pocket and into Austin's hand, which he throws into the right place at the right time as I tumble across his skin.

Butterscotch slides around Carrie's shoulders and I finally catch a good look at her. She's the giantess that ran across the woods, who was so quiet in her movements. I can only describe her as golden. Tanned, glowing skin paired with tight, bouncy, honey-colored curls. She wears gold sun and moon earrings and a matching necklace, alongside a flowy yellow shirt. Pure gold. More importantly, her hazel eyes meet mine.

The two of us lock eyes like this for a fair few seconds, and she makes the first move. "Austin, what... what is she?"

He brings his hand closer to himself. "I didn't want you to find out. Her name is Robin, she's a..." he looks down, expecting me to speak, but my vocal chords are fixed in place. "A human. Like us, but smaller."

"She's so pretty... can I see her closer?"

"She can speak, ask her yourself." Austin looks down, noticing me still staring at her. "Well, usually she can. Robin?" He prods me with his index, and I snap out of it.

"You think I'm pretty?" I ask. "You're unbelievably pretty!"

"Aww, thank you!" she replies, lowering her voice after realizing I'm a bit quieter. "Austin, how come you didn't tell me about your friend?"

"I wasn't really sure how you'd take it. I didn't expect you both to be on good terms so fast... she sure wasn't on my side right away," he laughs.

Carrie and I end up not having much in common, but she's real fun to talk to. Eventually she tells us to come back sometime, and we start heading back after saying our goodbyes and Austin hoisting me onto his shoulder.

"Robin, I'm so sorry, that went so horribly, oh my goodness, I hope you're not-"

"I'm fine, Austin," I laugh. "I didn't expect it to go well, but in the end we're all fine! Carrie is nice, Butterscotch didn't eat me and we all got to connect. I think it's a win-win for all of us."

"Oh, well I'm happy you're not upset. I bet you're real tired though, let's settle in a bit once we get back to my place."

"Sounds like a plan," I reply, leaning against his neck.

#g/t #g/t community #giant #giant tiny #giant/tiny #tiny #gt #gt community #loooong post

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2heartgirl · 4 years ago

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If I wanted to get into playchoices how would I do it?

Getting into the Playchoices fandom is very easy! Playchoices as a tag refers to the Choices: Stories You Play app by Pixelberry Studios. It’s an app that hosts original visual novel stories with a big emphasis on romance options and branching paths. While I’m sure it’s not the first app of its kind it is what helped the big boom in popularity of apps similar to it like Storyscape (R.I.P.) and Episode which you may or may not remember used to make those really weird clickbait ads on tumblr:

I’ve been a fan of Pixelberry since their previous simulation app games High School Story and Hollywood U and have been playing Choices since the first month it came out. The only thing you have to do to get into it is find stories you like and read/play through them! Outside of a few exceptions like direct sequels or the ability to recognize reused assets to save some money nearly every single story is self-contained so you don’t have to worry about finishing them all at once. They’ve built up a lot of content since the initial release and now if you start up a profile they’ll have a quiz at the beginning to point you in the right direction of what you want to read but down below are some of my recs. If you find you don’t enjoy a book don’t be afraid to stop playing and try something else!

Horror

It Live: Absolute favourite!!! The It Lives series in my opinion is the most dramatic books they’ve put out and the best written when it comes to the consequences of your choices. Each is an anthology series with a different cast that focuses on a monster living in the local area. Since it’s horror there are mentions of gore/people getting hurt and the big draw is that if you don’t make the right choices everyone in your friend groups can abandoned you or die. The series does come with trigger warnings at really big parts though. Also PB please give us It Lives 3 soon : (

The Haunting of Braidwood Manor: Very, very short but I still remember it fondly! The first horror story by PB you decide to spend the night in the infamous Braidwood Manor as a last ditch effort to recover from a car crash that’s haunted you for years.

Mystery

Veil of Secrets: Only one book long but I really liked it! Your best friend goes missing minutes before walking down the aisle at her wedding and everything points to sabotage. Go around the seaside trying to unravel what happened as you try and rescue her and discover the dark secrets of the town (also this story has like the first major flash animation sequence at the reveal of [redacted] and everyone in the fandom lost their minds that day it was awesome)

Endless Summer: Basically the Homestuck of Choices if it was also Lost. You and your college friends arrive to the tropical island you were suppose to enjoy a vacation on but soon realize that something is very, very wrong. You go around solving the mysteries of what happened while trying to find a way home. I can’t even describe most of the plot because of how many spoilers there are but it’s a wild ride.

Fantasy:

The Elementalists: Love this one! One day at college you accidentally see a girl in your mirror and fall into a magical portal to a fantasy world. You are pushed to enroll at the local knock-off Hogwarts and discover with your new friends that something out there is trying to use you for its own purposes. I love the magic system and lore and the bonus scenes! One of the few stories where I went it knowing I would save diamonds to buy extra content.

The Crown & the Flame: Actually one of the first three books PB ever put out and even if its been years I still remember enjoying it a lot. Has a different flavour compared to most of the later stories in the app as you play as predetermined characters princess Kenna and her best friend Dominic who have just witnessed the fall of Kenna’s kingdom and work on opposite sides to build Kenna the army she needs to take her home back. Very ambitious with a lot of worldbuilding but a major con is that if you want the best outcomes you do have to spend a bit of diamonds to get them.

Romance:

(As a disclaimer like nearly every single book has romance elements in it if not all of them so if you’re playing to kiss some cute PNG art you’ll have no trouble finding it lmao)

The Royal Romance: So popular PB gave in and wrote us the Royal Heir sequels. You’re a waitress in New York who accidentally encounters the prince of a faraway country having one last big party before getting married. The next day his friend sponsors you to become a potential suitor and are taken to his home to battle it out in court with princesses to win the prince’s hand. Obviously romance trope heavy it’s a really fun read and if you don’t want to marry a prince don’t worry, you got options here.

Rules of Engagement: Very old but I played this one religiously when it came out. You play as yourself and your three siblings on a summer cruise as you try and fulfil the requirements of your late grandmother’s will for her fortune. It can be very silly at times but the game seems aware of it and I named all of my characters something weird and got this amazing reaction image out of it.

Those are just my recs but you can start nearly anywhere if you find something that interests you! As well keep in mind while every book can be completed for free the in-game currency of diamonds can be used to to purchase bonus scenes (usually one of your friends/love interests asking if you want to hang out for some alone time), better outfits/hair (usually it’s just for cosmetic purposes but better outfits for special occasions will net you more approval) and sometimes whole characters (The Heist: Monaco and Perfect Match both do this). I’m sure they give you some for free starting out but you can also earn up to five a day by watching ads. (Also before they increased the time refresh I saved up biggggg by doing them everyday during my work breaks and I’m posting a pic of my hoard just because I want to show off)

That should be enough info for you to start out with so have fun playing!

#playchoices #choices #choices story you play #Anonymous #anon

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timehealsfanfictionbka · 5 years ago

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Time Heals.....Chapter Fifty-Three

“Robyn, why are we at the airport?” Chris asked as she pulled into a parking spot in the long term airport parking.

“If I say something is a surprise, why are you asking me about what I’m doing?”

“Because it’s the same thing you’ve done to me. We’re switching roles, right?”

“No, I’m just pulling a you on you and besides I’m better at this anyway.”

“And why you say that?”

“Because I know how to ignore you. Now out the car, Christopher.”

Chris sucked his teeth and climbed out of the passenger seat as Robyn turned off the car and got out. She moved to the trunk and opened it before pointing at two small duffle bags, “can you get our bags please?”

“If you tell me where we’re going.”

“We can go home if you gonna be acting like this. Just grab the bags.”

“You so damn mean and aggressive.”

“I am not. I’m trying to do something nice for you.”

“Sure.”

Robyn rolled her eyes and started walking towards the airport entrance with Chris following behind her. She stopped at a kiosk to check in and get their tickets before heading towards the gate. Chris looked at the departure screen for the location that corresponds to their gate and smiled, “New Orleans, huh?”

“Surprised you took the time to look at the screens. You normally just walk past them.”

“Well normally, I know where I’m going so I don’t have to look. What made you pick New Orleans?”

“I always wanted to go so why not take my boyfriend with me.”

“I’m honored.”

“You should be.”

Chris rolled his eyes and Robyn laughed as she found some seats near the service desk. Chris sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, “please tell me we’re gonna do one of their boat cruises.”

“We are. We’ll discuss the choices when we get there.”

“Why are we coming back on Sunday?”

“Because I have a job to be at on Monday.”

“You making me feel like a cheap date.”

“Boy, this was not planned months ago so I spent a nice little bag. Far from a cheap date.

“A weekend isn’t that long though.”

“If you know how to plan your time, a weekend is long enough.”

“Touché. How long is the flight?”

“About an hour and fifteen.”

“Really? I didn’t realize it was that short. We could’ve been came here.”

“I have a life though so we couldn’t have just went to New Orleans.”

“You don’t work on weekends, right?”

“Not answering that.”

“Robyn. I thought we talked about this.”

“Talked about what? I told you I would stop bringing work home.”

“Yea but didn’t mean trade it out for going to work on the weekends.”

“It’s only for a few hours.”

“Few hours too long. Come on, Babe.”

“Don’t you start fussing at me.”

“Somebody needs to. You were supposed to be taking time for yourself when the girls are with me.”

“I am. I just happened to be working during that time.”

“Am I gonna have to start making sure you take time off?”

“No.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. I do not need you looking over my shoulder.”

“Really? I don’t have a problem coming over and finding something other than work for you to do.”

“I bet you don’t. Nasty.”

“I wasn’t even thinking like that. And you call me nasty.”

“My Bad.”

“Question.”

“What?”

“Do I get a biting reprieve this weekend?”

“Do you want one?”

“I think so.”

“you got it.”

Chris furrowed his brow, “that was too easy.”

“What? You wanted me one so I’m giving you one. All you had to do was say something.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. Even though I think you like it just as much as I do.”

“You just gonna switch it out for something else, aren’t you?”

“No and even if I was, why would I tell you? I never told you when I was gonna bite you, did I?”

“That’s-“

“Now boarding first class to New Orleans, Louisiana”

Chris was interrupted as the attendant came over the loudspeaker. Robyn pulled their boarding passes out of her pocket while Chris grabbed both of their bags. He followed behind her as they moved to the door. Within a few minutes, they were in their assigned seats with their bags tucked underneath their feet.

“You hungry?” Robyn asked as she started digging around in her purse.

“No, I’m good. You?”

Robyn held up a sandwich and a soda, “nope, I’m good.”

“Where in the hell did you get that?”

“Mama Fenty. I was still hungry after dinner so she packed me something.”

“Why are you still hungry? It’s been barely been a few hours.”

“Because I am.”

“Aren’t we eating dinner when we land? It’s only a one hour flight.”

“And? Your point is?”

“Never mind.”

“I’m not pregnant so don’t even think it.”

“How do you know?”

“Considering I’ve been pregnant before, I think I would know better than you.”

“Ok.”

“Chris, when I told you about that, it was not for you to watch me to think I’m pregnant or not. I know the risks but I also know how to take care of myself. I’m not pregnant.”

“I said Ok.”

“You said ok but that’s not what you mean. I do not want to be concerned about how much I eat or sleep because you’re gonna start thinking I’m pregnant. If I was, I’d tell you. This isn’t 8 years ago. Relax.”

“I respect that and I’m sorry.”

“Honestly, I don’t need the sorry, just stop doing it.”

“You got it.”

Chris leaned over and kissed her cheek and Robyn squeezed his hand, “love you.”

“Love you too.”

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“Maison de la Luz,” Chris said in disbelief as he walked into the suite, “is this a hotel or apartment building?”

Robyn laughed as she sat down on the couch, “it’s a hotel but all their rooms are suites. You like it?”

“It’s beautiful. I could live in a place like this.”

“Really? Wasn’t expecting you to like something this extravagant.”

“I don’t think it’s too extravagant. It’s just a nice space.”

“You made a nice choice, Babe. Maybe better than mine.”

“I think this place and Italy are on the same level. So we got some time before dinner, what you wanna do?”

“What’s after dinner?”

“I didn’t plan anything for tonight. Tomorrow, I wanted to walk the French Quarter before the dinner cruise”

“We should see if they have any movie theaters or something.”

“Old or new?”

“Movies?”

“Yea.”

“I think an older movie would be good.”

“How about we turn dinner into takeout and watch an older movie here?”

“You wanna stay in with me?”

“I think I wanna hang out with my boyfriend instead of dating him for a night.”

“There’s a difference?”

“Big difference. It’s about intimacy, not romance.”

“Can you have one without the other?”

“Absolutely. We were intimate friends without romance for years.”

“But we’re not friends.”

“We’re not? So since we started dating that means we stopped being friends?”

“No, I just think we’re deeper than friends.”

“These things aren’t mutually exclusive. We can be lovers and friends but that’s if we really want to.”

“If you believe it’s possible then so do I.”

Robyn smiled, “you’ll see.”

“I’m trusting you.”

Robyn scrolled through a few pay per view channels before settling on one showing the movie Carmen Jones featuring Dorothy Dandridge. Chris was still in the shower when their food order arrived. She spread it out buffet-style on a console that was placed against the back of the couch.

“Babe, the food is here!”

“You don’t have to yell, I’m right here.”

Robyn turned around to see Chris coming to sit next to her on the couch, “I thought you fell asleep in there.”

“Nah, just getting my mind together.”

“What you mean?”

“I gotta get in friendship mode, Ms. Fenty.”

“That required an extended shower?”

Chris shrugged his shoulders.

“You were in there jerking off, weren’t you?” Robyn said with a laugh.

“Hey, it was either that or this goes from movie night to date night real quick.”

“I could’ve handled that for you.”

“Friend Robyn doesn’t give me a handjob.”

“I guess.”

“You thought about it before, didn’t you?”

“I had a crush on you back then, of course I thought about it.”

“I mean you’ve never seen me naked.”

“No, you never knew that I saw you naked. Big difference.”

“When did you see me naked?”

“In Barbados, when I brought you with me that one summer.”

“I don’t remember that.”

“Because you’re a lightweight with liquor. We went out with Leandra and Melissa, you got absolutely shitfaced on rum punch and I had to clean you up before my mother got home.”

“That was you? I swore I was dreaming that.”

Robyn laughed as she ate a piece of crawfish bread, “you’d be amazed how much stuff I did for you that you’d probably never remember.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“What was there to say? I helped you out when you were drunk, no big deal.”

“How much stuff have you done that I don’t remember or know about?”

“None of your business. You want me to fix your plate?”

“No, I got it.”

“Make sure to get some crawfish bread, it’s really good. I should’ve ordered another serving.”

“Are you really gonna ignore my question?”

“I didn’t ignore it, I answered it then changed the subject. Now hurry up so we can watch the movie properly.”

Chris moved to make him a plate of food before sitting back down on the couch next to her. Robyn leaned her head on his shoulder and Chris kissed her temple as she pressed play on the movie.

“Come on, you’re cheating,” Robyn grumbled.

Chris laughed as he gathered the cards in his hand to shuffle them again, “It’s not my fault you suck.”

“I do not suck. You’re cheating.”

“Whatever. Put the money back on the table.”

Robyn playfully stomped her foot as she threw the three ones she had in her hand back into the pile, “what are we playing next?”

“Well I don’t wanna take all your money so… truth or dare?”

“Isn’t your arrogance cute? You won the last game we played so you can go first.”

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

Chris tapped the playing cards against his chin before he started shuffling them between his hands again, “Did you ever try to seduce me while you were in college?”

“Did I what?”

“Robyn, you heard me.”

“I’m just making sure. What would make you ask me that?”

“The first time I flew to visit you in school and we stayed at that hotel, I distinctly remember you acting a lot flirty.”

Robyn chuckled, “to be honest, no I never tried to seduce you.”

“Why not?”

“Two reasons. One, you were easy, I really didn’t have to try; I could’ve just told you I wanted to have sex and you would’ve done it. Two, you were easy and there was nothing to be gained from us having sex.”

“I don’t know whether to be flattered or insulted.”

“Both would suffice.”

“So what was the outfits and stuff about?”

“Chris, I was 21 and away from home with my best friend. I just wanted to have fun. If having sex with you was the motive, I would’ve done a lot more than brush my ass up against you while we were lying in bed.”

“Listen, you had my body utterly confused that weekend.”

Robyn laughed, “why?”

“I’m sleeping in the bed with you. You have on nothing but a crop top and a pair of leggings with not a panty line in sight and your ass is literally pressed directly against my dick. And whenever I would move, you would move with me. It drove me crazy.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because it drove me crazy,” Chris replied with a wink.

“You’re gross.”

“You love me.”

“Truth or dare, Christopher.”

“Dare.”

“You would pick dare, wouldn’t you? Stand on the balcony naked.”

“Full nude or underwear on?”

“Naked means naked. Full nude, Mr. Brown.”

“Got it.”

Chris sat the playing cards down on the coffee table and stood up to pull his shirt over his head.

“Your piercings heal good?”

“Yea, I haven’t had a problem with them,” Chris replied as he tugged his boxers and pants down at the same time, “yours?”

“Same.”

Chris toed off his socks then stood with his hands on his hips, “good?”

“You’re good. To the balcony.”

“How long?”

“Two minutes should do it.”

Chris moved to the balcony with Robyn following behind him. She giggled as he paused behind the curtains, “what’s the matter?”

“There’s people outside.”

“Police?”

“No.”

“Children?”

“No.”

“So what’s the problem? It’s not like the balcony is facing the street. You’ll be alright.”

Chris turned and looked at her, “all this because I won a few hands of Poker?”

“Now I am not the vengeful type but a dare is a dare. Go.”

Chris huffed as he stepped onto the balcony. Robyn set the timer on her phone for 2 minutes then leaned against the wall to watch Chris through the window.

“Don’t lean over either trying to hide, stand up, Christopher.”

“I am so gonna get you, Robyn.”

“You can try. One minute left.”

Another minute went by and Robyn called him back in. She looked down and bit down on her lip, “cold?”

“Don’t try and play me like that. Even if it’s freezing, not gonna happen”

Robyn laughed as she moved to toss Chris’s clothes at him. He sat them down on a nearby chair and Robyn frowned at him, “uh excuse me, shouldn’t you be getting dressed?”

“Nah but you should be getting undressed.”

“Friendship, Christopher.”

“You love killing my fun, Robyn.”

“You don’t know how to have fun without trying to get me naked.”

“Now that’s a lie.”

“Yea right.”

“And that’s hypocritical as your first dare was to get me naked.”

“You could’ve refused.”

“That ruins the whole premise of truth or dare, though”

“Never said there were rules.”

Chris sucked his teeth as he pulled his pants on and tossed his boxers on top of his shirt that was still left in the chair, “what time is it?”

“Almost 11. Why you tired?”

“Nah but you look like it. I forget you can’t be up all times of the night, Grandma.”

“I am not old so fuck you.”

“You- never mind.”

Robyn smirked as she took a sip of her water, “surprised you caught yourself. We cuddled as friends right?”

“Yea.”

“Good.”

Robyn set her glass down and walked over to straddle Chris’s lap. He wrapped his arms around her back as she tucked her face into his neck, “I’m guessing this is what you meant by intimate but not romantic.”

“Yea. Sometimes I just want to cuddle with you.”

“We don’t have to be in friendship mode for that.”

“I know but I want to. I miss when we were younger where I could cuddle with you or sit on your lap and not be concerned about whether it would be received as sexual or not. Romance comes with expectations.”

“Remember when we went to Barbados and you took me swimming.”

“And you freaked out because you thought you saw a shark.”

“That was a big ass fish, first of all. Secondly, that’s not the part I was referring to.”

“You mean when you called yourself water dancing?”

“Yes.”

“I can admit that was cute, even though you almost made me seasick.”

“Hey, you let me spin you around though.”

“I did.”

“Remember the first night you stayed over.”

“You mean you sneaked me into your house. I’m surprised Mama J didn’t try to kill me.”

“She loved you besides she knew you were coming over.”

“No she didn’t.”

“Yes, she did. I told her the night before.”

“So why did you have me come in through your window?”

“I didn’t feel like getting up to open the door and my bedroom window was already open.”

“What the fuck?”

Chris laughed, “Sorry.”

“I almost broke my damn ankle climbing through that window.”

“I thought you would be more limber, Ms. Track Runner.”

“Fuck you.”

“I knew then you’d do anything for me.”

“And you took advantage of it.”

“No, I didn’t. I didn’t appreciate it as much as I should’ve but I did not take advantage of it.”

“Ch….please.”

“You really think that?”

“Can you really look back on our childhood and think you didn’t take advantage of my loyalty to you?”

Chris sighed and moved his fingertips along the skin of her back, “I concede that I did have my moments.”

“Thank you.”

“So what’s the plan for tomorrow?”

“Figured we’d wander around the French Quarter and downtown then do the jazz dinner cruise.”

“Sounds good. Can we get out of friendship mode real quick?’

“Depends on why.”

“I wanna kiss you.”

“We kissed as friends.”

“That is true,” Chris cupped her chin and pecked her lips, “you know we did do a lot of relationship things as friends. Now it makes less sense as to why we thought a relationship wouldn’t work out.”

“You weren’t ready to be a committed man and I wasn’t gonna be competing with your hoes.”

“I wouldn’t make you compete with anybody.”

“Hindsight is 20/20 Chris and you cannot sit here with me and think that there wouldn’t have been an issue with your little girls and me if you decided you wanted to date me. Even if you didn’t start it, they would’ve.”

“You make me sound like a horrible guy.”

“No, just a horny ass teenager with a lack of discretion.”

“Ouch.”

“Truth hurts, Baby.”

#chrianna #Timehealsfanfiction

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vanessakirbyfans · 4 years ago

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After breaking out in Netflix’s hit global series and stealing scenes in 'Mission:  Impossible' and 'Hobbs & Shaw,' the British actresses about to display her range with frontier romance 'The World to Come' and gut-wrenching drama 'Pieces of a Woman.'

Vanessa Kirby was two days away from shooting Mission: Impossible 7 in Venice — reprising her role as the glamorous gunrunner known as the White Widow — when Paramount halted production. It was late February, and Italy had just recorded Europe’s then-worst outbreak of the novel coronavirus, at the time not officially labeled a pandemic. Tom Cruise’s billion-dollar blockbuster franchise had become the first major Hollywood casualty.

Seven months on, and with the film industry appearing irreversibly changed, Kirby is preparing her return to Venice. But it’s not for Mission: Impossible (she starts shooting that later in September). With The World to Come and Pieces of a Woman, filmed almost back-to-back in late 2019 and early 2020, the British star, 32, has the rare honor of having two films compete against each other in the Biennale, the first A-list film festival to physically take place since cinemas — and much beyond — shut their doors.

Appearing alongside Katherine Waterston and Casey Affleck in The World to Come — a frontier romance set against the rugged and patriarchal terrain of the mid-19th century American Northeast — Kirby plays flame-haired Tallie, who sparks an intense and liberating affair with a farmer’s wife, played by Waterston.

But it’s Pieces of a Woman — also heading to Toronto — and her quietly powerful and gut-wrenching turn as Martha, a woman dealing with towering loss after a home birth that goes wrong (shot in one hugely impressive yet frequently hard-to-watch half-hour take), that marks yet another new chapter for the actress, who already has condensed what many would consider a lifetime’s worth of career milestones into just a few years. A critics’ favorite on the British stage; Emmy-nominated and BAFTA-winning for her global screen breakout as Princess Margaret in the opening seasons of Netflix’s smash hit The Crown; part of two of the biggest action franchises around (she also appeared in Fast & Furious spinoff Hobbs & Shaw last year); and, for her next act, independent cinema’s newest leading lady.

Even before the reviews come in, Pieces of a Woman — also starring Shia LaBeouf, Ellen Burstyn and Sarah Snook — has found a fan in Martin Scorsese, who recently came aboard as executive producer.

“I haven’t stopped smiling,” says Kirby, speaking from the south London home she shares with her sister Juliet (a theatrical agent) and two close friends. “It’s such a mind-blowing thing.”

The actress was originally shown the script in L.A. by filmmaking couple Sam and Ashley Levinson (Ashley is producing the film for Bron Studios). Within 24 hours, she'd jumped on a plane to London, then Budapest, to meet director Kornél Mundruczó. “You know when you’re supposed to do something. ... It felt so right,” she says. “I wanted to show up and tell Kornél face-to-face how much I loved it and how much it touched me.”

Mundruczó, a Cannes regular who won the top prize in the 2014 Un Certain Regard sidebar for White God, also was taking something of a career leap, Pieces of a Woman marking his first English-language feature. But he found the right partner with whom to “take the big risk together,” likening Kirby to his favorite screen siren, Catherine Deneuve. “She’s someone who can express emotion for the unseen, and that’s very difficult,” he says. The World to Come director Mona Fastvold is equally praising of her star, describing her as an actor “who can truly disarm us” and their work together “one of most fulfilling creative partnerships I've had so far.”

Kirby, who cites Gena Rowlands as her cinematic idol (she has a photo from Rowlands’ 1980 drama Gloria in her room), says she had been “biding her time” waiting for such an opportunity: “I felt ready to lead a movie for a long time, but to actually do it was such a gift. Now that I’ve done it, it feels like a new stage for me.”

While there were few thespian genes in her family (her father is a top prostrate surgeon and her mother once edited Country Living), an 11-year-old Kirby caught the bug after watching a production of Chekhov’s The Cherry Orchard. “I suddenly realized the power of telling these stories is that they can make you feel differently about yourself when you leave,” she says. “And I think that’s always been a goal for me since.”

Countless school plays — including an all-girl Hamlet (Kirby as Gertrude) — would follow, continuing on into college, where spare periods and evenings would be spent relentlessly rehearsing and putting on shows with friends (including Alice Birch, who recently adapted Normal People for TV). Audience numbers didn’t matter – several struggled to make it through a four-hour Eugene O’Neill adaptation, while there were definite walkouts when a group of them took Shakespeare's Julius Caesar to Edinburgh (“Why would you take Julius Caesar to a comedy festival?” she laughs).

It was all for the discovery, experience and thrill, which is why — just a few years later — when Kirby received her first paycheck, having picked up an agent and signed on for her first three professional productions, it felt strange.

“I still have the vision in my mind of holding that white paper and being like, why are you paying me? Someone’s paying me for this? Because I’ve done it so much.”

Performances of As You Like It, Edward II and A Streetcar Named Desire and collaborations with directors like Benedict Andrews would quickly establish Kirby as one of the U.K.’s hottest stage talents in the early 2010s. But by this point, screen had already come calling. BBC drama The Hour — a small part as a troubled young aristocrat alongside a pre-Bond Ben Whishaw — was her TV debut in 2011, landing four years before being cast in her most famous role to date.

The Crown creator Peter Morgan recalls going “rogue” when he chose Kirby, overruling the other show execs’ preferred choice for Princess Margaret. She had turned up to the audition looking like what he describes as a “catastrophic mess”; fake tan smeared haphazardly on her shins and hands stained orange (she’d forgotten to wash them after applying the tan).

“But she had an electrifying presence. ... You realized you were in the company of a rare and special talent,” he says, adding that her chaotic appearance plus visible nerves evoked the essential vulnerability he was looking for. “It was very Annie Hall.”

Subsequent screen tests — and the public reaction — confirmed what Morgan first saw, that Kirby was a “high-impact booking,” much like the royal she was taking on. “There was no room in which you were not conscious that Princess Margaret was there.”

To craft her Margaret, in which Kirby laid the largely unknown foundations that would support the royal’s more brash and defiant public persona in later life, she absorbed everything she could, seeking out footage where the princess thought cameras had stopped rolling, plastering her walls in photos and even listening to her favorite music on repeat (including a version of “Scotland the Brave” played on the bagpipes, much to her housemates' dismay).

“It was so exciting to play someone that was so complicated and so conflicted, who was really struggling with a sense of who she was,” she says. “But I also had to chart this journey carefully, across 20 years of a person's life, and try to make it believable and also set her up for the rest of the seasons that were coming.”

Mission: Impossible came off the back of The Crown, sometime in the middle of season two. “I think Tom had watched it, because he watches everything,” says Kirby, who was surprised to be warmly welcomed into the “Mission Family” during her first meeting with Cruise and director Christopher McQuarrie. “On my way home I rang my agent going, ‘I think I got the job, I’m not sure.’”

Hobbs & Shaw arrived via another route, Kirby approached by creative duo David Leitch and Kelly McCormick after she led a 2018 summer run of August Strindberg’s Miss Julie at the National Theatre.

While different adrenaline-fuelled vehicles, Kirby used both blockbusters to creatively “subvert” the usual expectations for female characters in action films, particularly within the typically masculine Fast & Furious world. “I was like, I don’t want to have to be saved ever, I don’t want to have to wear anything compromising, I want her to have her own emotional journey.” Her efforts were rewarded when a journalist wrote that Hattie — Kirby’s fearless MI6 operative in Hobbs & Shaw — had been her son’s favorite character. “How cool is that?” (She found the writer’s email to thank her).

As Kirby waits to start on Mission: Impossible 7 (and also 8 — she says the White Widow will likely “float in and out” of upcoming storylines), and for audiences in Venice and Toronto to see her first lead role, this philosophy is set to continue into what could be yet another career progression.

Alongside a daily film club with her housemates (with titles ranging from a list she found of the Dardenne Brothers’ favourite films to the cult so-bad-it’s-good hit The Room), Kirby has also used the months of lockdown to consider her next creative step and dream: setting up her own production company.

“I feel so excited by the thought that there’s so many female stories that haven’t been told. And so many that have examined the psychology of a man in a particular situation, but not the woman,” she says. “I feel like there’s so much opportunity for that and that we do actually have a responsibility. Changing that space is very important to me.”

#Vanessa Kirby #Pieces of a Woman #The World to Come #The Crown #Interview #Articles

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( KIM DOYEON , CIS FEMALE , SHE/HER ) did you just see LIANNE RYU pull up on campus for the new semester ? they’re the TWENTY ONE year old in DELTA ZETA ALPHA right ? i heard they’re a TREASURER . it makes perfect sense because they’re RANCOROUS , but at the same time BEGUILING . i wonder when the black sheep is going to drop the big secret that they PAID OF THE PEOPLE SHE USED TO BULLY TO KEEP HER REPUTATION INTACT . anyway , i constantly hear them blasting SPICE GIRL BY AMINÉ , tell them to keep it down , it’s quiet hours .

whew , miss doyeon could step on my neck ! hello angels and gems , i’m koa and i’m super excited to be here . i love a good greek life rp , so i was happy to come across this in the tags ! i’m not gonna lie , lianne is a pretty brand new muse but kind of a mosh of characters that i’ve played in the past , so let’s cross our fingers that all goes well . my discord can be shared dependent on request as sometimes it doesn’t want to let people add me , but if you’re down to plot in the dm’s i’m fine with that too . i have a link to some connections that can be found here , and at the bottom of this intro you can find some more ! without further ado , here is miss lianne ryu !

BIRTH NAME : ryu do - hee . PREFERRED NAME : lianne ryu . NICKNAME(S) : lia , exclusively . BIRTHDATE / AGE : january 17th , 1999 / 21 . ZODIAC : capricorn . HOMETOWN : sherman oaks , california ( take a peek ) . GENDER : cis female . NATIONALITY : korean - american . ETHNICITY : korean . HEIGHT : five foot , eight inches ( 5′8″ ) . LABEL(S) : the sovereign , the million dollar baby , and the amaranth . ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : biromantic . SEXUAL ORIENTATION : bisexual . OCCUPATION : international relations major at ucla , treasurer of delta zeta alpha , and outsider hitter for the women’s volleyball team . LANGUAGES SPOKEN : english , korean , and conversational french ( as a major requirement ) . POSITIVES : beguiling , candid , ebullient , intelligent , and cosmopolitan . NEGATIVES : rancorous , haughty , bull - headed , unscrupulous , and sanctimonious .

background .

bang ji - eun and ryu tae - ho were students at the university of southern california when they met one another . tae - ho was a human rights student with intent on becoming a lawyer , and he encountered the beautiful romance language and literature major that was ji - eun when they both attended a peaceful protest . the two wound up next to one another and sparked a conversation from there , and once their protesting was over , they decided to go on a date that very same night . their relationship was something of a whirlwind , and within a year , the two were eloping at the courthouse .

their families thought they were crazy , especially since their rings consisted of little cheap ones from macy’s ( and tae - ho proposed with her favorite food ) but it was that shared weirdness that kept the couple together . as tae - ho worked his way through law school following their graduation from usc , ji - eun jumped right into working for a publishing firm . the couple didn’t come from a wealthy background by any means , but they were living comfortably . after a couple of years of marriage , tae - ho graduated from law school and went to work as a defense attorney . it wasn’t an easy job , but he loved what he did and made that evident in the work that he did .

fast forward a few more years , and ji - eun has moved up in her company as has tae - ho . they’re making more money , and they make their move to the beautiful suburbs of sherman oaks . they work hard for more years , and just as they enter into their mid - thirties , they’re welcoming their first and only baby girl into the world . they decide to name the big brown eyed baby do - hee , and she’s showered in their love . her parents began calling her lianne from the time she was a baby , often switching between korean ( where they called her do - hee ) and english ( where they called her lianne , but sometimes the lines blurred ) . as lianne grew older , her parents made even more money with her mom becoming the editor - in - chief of the publishing house and her father becoming one of the most sought after defense attorneys in the los angeles area .

for lianne , that meant growing up with whatever she wanted . however , her parents were still quite hands - on with her , so she was never left in the care of nannies . she grew up doing everything she could imagine , but that didn’t stop her parents from putting her in different week long camps over the summers . she tried her hand at tennis camp , basketball camp , ballet camp , and even a stem camp , but when she was in middle school she attended a volleyball camp right before her seventh grade year . she’s been hooked ever since . lianne always made sure to keep up her grades while playing because she never wanted to miss a game , so it was no surprise when she obtained a partial athletic scholarship to ucla !

during her high school years , though , it was no secret that lianne was at the top of the social ladder . she played a sport , was whip smart , and was student body president so it wasn’t all that shocking for her to be mean to the students around her . it wasn’t necessarily on purpose , but she can be quite domineering at times . she didn’t know how to take no for an answer despite not being ridiculously spoiled as she grew up , but she was also in the mentality of being an only child so she ultimately did get what she wanted . she definitely wasn’t the bully that got onto people about their lack of money , but she was definitely going to get in your face about voting for her for something she was running for until you stuffed the ballot with her name .

lianne is an international relations major at ucla and she joined delta zeta alpha during her sophomore year , and worked her way to becoming the treasurer of the srat . she’s super into her major and will probably go off to work in politics as a political analyst , or she might pull a meghan markle ( also an international relations major ) and dismantle a royal house . you know , icons only . that being said , she’s still relatively new so i’m still working out some kinks , but that’s the gist of my daughter !

headcanons .

she cruises around los angeles in a white volvo xc60 . we love a practical queen .

she’s been playing volleyball since she was in middle school , and has stuck with it ever since . she does club during the summers to remain in shape , but she’s sad that it’s coming to an end .

some people don’t think she’s an international relations major because she wants to be , but she does !

that being said , she doesn’t dress as conservatively as most business majors but she’s very serious about her major .

she’s 100% based on red head doyeon at this current moment but black haired doyeon is gonna make an appearance once i get tired of it lmao .

a tennis skirt enthusiast .

she uses way too many emojis in her texts and that’s never going to change .

she’s most comfortable in her own space , but she likes being around other people as well . her favorite thing to get food from is leo’s taco truck and that’s probably never going to change .

personality .

overall , lia is a girl who knows her worth and isn’t going to let you forget it . she’s really smart , but not in an annoying way , and she definitely won’t dumb herself down for anyone . she likes to have fun and when she’s out for the night she definitely won’t be thinking about school , but if she’s studying ... don’t even ASK her to go out . you gotta have a solid work / life balance , y’know ? very headstrong and it takes a lot to admit that she’s wrong , but she’s also the worst person to cross , so be careful ! she’s fun - loving and she isn’t an outright bitch for no reason , but she’s not gonna take that and just sit back with it . she barks back .

desired relationships .

as for some connections , i’d genuinely love just about everything ! i’ve listed some specifics down below , but if you’d rather work based on chemistry or if you want to simply brainstorm we can do that ! also , if you had anything that you wanted to do , please let me know !

a best friend ! they don’t necessarily have to be from delta , but honestly someone who she gets along with the best and who she can really be herself around .

i’d die for an enemy / rival ? someone who she genuinely does not vibe with or like at all , and there’s really no way of them ever becoming friends . they probably subtweet each other or be really shady on instagram , but they feed into their dislike for one another and probs let their friends hype them up sometimes ? i don’t want to godmod the plot , but it could it could be fun !

some generic things like friends with benefits , gym buddies , high school friends , confidant(s) , good or bad influence , one night stand(s) , ex(es) , enemies with benefits , and frenemies .

ooo , a squad from high school ! maybe they’ve since drifted a part or they’re still as close as ever , but omg reliving high school memories 🥺 .

alright i am a lover of any and everything written in angst , so please give me an angsty exes thing so i can hand you my heart on a silver platter !

a slow burn / will they , won’t they would be so much fun too ESPECIALLY if there are extenuating factors on why they can’t be together and ugh . please rip my heart out i’m actually begging you to .

#rushqs:intro #bullying tw #bully tw #just to be safe !#i still need to make snap icons ... [ ninki minjaj vc ] yikes !

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WayV - Take Over the Moon Album Reaction/Analysis

i was not prepared for this at all - like it’s just RUDE

(also there’s so much more english this time around w o w)

1) Moonwalk

The first 15 seconds of the instrumental was every bomb sci-fi space movie soundtrack to exist - curious, beautiful, kinda modern, and filled with wonder. And then the percussion and horn line come in to up the ante.

The verse melody (with the background strings filling in the pauses) is super suave. Then you get rap line delivering the goods with swagger. The buildup to the chorus uses the bass horns very well to accent each step as we ascend to the chorus.

moooonwaaaaalkkkk~~

This chorus is symphonic - harmonies for days. I can’t get over the fuckin’ strings in this song

and then the electric guitar instrumental/dance break? kinda jopping-esque but i’m not complaining because we get put right back into the opening dreamy space orchestra vibe before getting hit again in the face by the chorus

“Moonwalk” alternates between being dreamy/ethereal and going hard, but in a very Space Lite™ way. (Xiaojun doing that heckin’ power belt at the end though)

The MV? Great mix of a space and earthy minimalist aesthetic. (chef’s kiss)

2) Yeah Yeah Yeah

Felt very “meh” about this one - it’s pretty forgettable and repetitive. (Not gonna lie, there’s a lot of “yeah”s in this one) It isn’t a bad song, it’s just a bit lackluster compared to what I know WayV can pull off. There wasn’t anything that stood out to me about this.

It also didn’t help that instrumentally, rhythmically, and structurally, it was very similar to “Super Car” but it was nowhere close to slapping as hard.

Both songs are heavy in the dirty electric chords for a bass line, alternated with some musically sparser, higher pitched sections.

The rap verses of “Yeah Yeah Yeah” aren’t as out there (fight me, but the rap at the beginning of the second verse has the same general shape/rhythm/flow as the super car rap, but it the delivery isn’t as syncopated nor staccato)

The instrument choice was pretty much stuck in the same middle-range without much variety (”Super Car” was lit because of the high pitched synthetic steel drum “bass” line).

3) Love Talk

Wait, I get a full first 20 seconds in English? And on top of that, the chorus goes “I can hear her callin’ / ….. / Touch me, tease me, feel me up” ??? And part of the verse that goes “I love the way she’s talking to me” ?? W I L D

This one gives me good nostalgic R&B vibes, like Pussycat Dolls/Ariana Grande/Normani-esque? What’s interesting is that the overall musical vibe (in my opinion) is generally associated with what a female R&B artist in the West would do, as opposed to a male R&B artist. Not that this song sounds overtly feminine, but I just don’t remember Western R&B guys doing their tracks this way. The masculinity of the rap almost makes it feel like WayV featured on their own track lmao

This is probably legit my favorite song on this album kill me now

where’s the MV for this

4) King of Hearts

Chill lo-fi cruising on the highway vibe. The rap verse has some good flow. Kinda has some of Taeyong’s “Long Flight” feel to it. Really appreciating the 8-bit/old school video game SFX in the background keeping ? n i c e

I definitely would listen to this on repeat while coding at work

5) Face to Face

Is this my Chinese rookie-Taylor Swift-like country ballad? The acoustic guitar though - this track is simply s o f t

The way the minimal percussion drops in during the second verse is A+

holy shit this is so country and i don’t hate it - is that why their variety show was on a farm

6) We go nanana

At first I thought this had a NCT Dream vibe, but then I later realized that it also was actually 1D from 2012 calling because they want their feel-good pop back

This song is friends dancing around while walking through the suburbs and/or the beach during summer. The spoken rap is a nice touch, and you can’t help but groove to this one.

I’m very pleasantly surprised by this mini-album - I think this album did a wonderful job of letting WayV show off more sides of their style.

#wayv #nct #cpop #kpop #kun #winwin #ten #xiaojun #lucas #hendery #yang yang #am i seriously starting to become a kpop thoughts blog? who knows #kylie rates kpop things

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7deadlycinderellas · 6 years ago

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The Starks at War, ch3

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1940 begins. At the end of January, Arya turns fifteen, and along with her birthday comes the start of food rationing.

Hot Pie is outraged. He says nothing of quality can be baked with the butter and sugar they are allotted. Bran misses bacon terribly. But the day before her birthday, the greengrocer in the village has apples in stock, and Hot Pie whips up a fairly decent apple pudding.

Even the things that aren’t on ration seem to be getting harder to get. Shopping involves waiting endlessly in long lines.

And with the end of winter, comes the first casualty of the war.

It doesn’t really seem right to call it a casualty, but that’s how it feels. After Old Nan doesn’t show up for a few days, Arya rides down to the church to check on her.

Her sister says it looked like an apoplexy, in the night.

It’s a blow to the whole family.

“Nan was our nurse when I was a child too,” Ned says when they leave the church after her memorial. “I knew she was old, but I didn’t ever really think this would happen.”

“What are we going to do about Rickon?” Cat wants to know.

Rickon, the youngest, who less than ten minutes after the memorial has already taken off to play football with the evacuee boys.

Cat gazes after him.

“Gilly seems to be good enough with him, but I don’t know if there’s really anything we could do about Rickon that would change him,” is Ned’s take on it.

“I know I used to worry about Arya,” Cat muses, “too much probably. But I never worried she might slip away, just one day sneak away through a spot in this world and slip free.”

Slip free, Ned thinks, does sound like something that might explain Rickon.

As soon as the ground starts to thaw in early spring, Catelyn throws shovels at all of them with packets of seed and pamphlets on digging for Victory.

Arya groans. Some of the Guides in her patrol had helped type and print those.

Bran rolls himself outside to watch them dig up the roses and rhododendrons to replace them with potatoes, and carrots and turnips.

He reads the back of the packet of carrot seeds and tosses it to Gilly to take a look.

“It doesn’t say that there are other colored carrots too. We mostly eat the orange kind in tribute to William of Orange.” he comments.

Gilly laughs at him,

“I don’t know how you remember all of this.”

“Well it’s more interesting than remembering who William of Orange was,” Bran insists. Bran has been spending more time with Gilly in the new year. The realization that the girl was borderline illiterate had been a shock to him he had desperately wanted to correct.

“I don’t understand, don’t they make you go to school in London?” he asks her.

“No one really pays attention,” Gilly says, wiping her brow with the back of her hand, “And it’s not like I can’t read anything, I can write my name and do all my letters. But I don’t understand how you can look at all those words on that pamphlet and make sense of it.”

And so Bran embarks on a quest.

Ned asks Arya every week what her and the guides are doing. She’s already finished her first aid badge, and her electrician badge, and next week their starting on the signalling badge. She’s been looking forward to that one, she’s still terribly jealous of Meera’s proximity to boats. She doesn’t tell her father that their even talking about doing riflery badges too.

In the springtime, Bran helps her get her telegraphist badge. The requirements are that she build her own receiver and be able to transmit in Morse code at at least 30 letters per minute. Jojen and Bran both manage it easily, and eventually, she can too.

They all listen to the wireless more.

The news of the invasion of Norway is hard to listen to, it’s far too close to Scotland.

“You don’t think Robb and Jon…” Cat starts off.

“I don’t think so, “ Bran comments, “Their more recent letters say their squadrons have only been over France.

Jon in particular, has waxed poetic about how France looks from above. His letters he’s sent to Sansa in Kent are mostly recounts of what he has seen of the country.

Sansa tries not to be jealous when she reads them at school.

“You’ve never been to France?” Margaery asks her one day when she’s recounting what he’s written. They’re stretched out side by side on her bedspread in the dormitory, most of the other girls outside in the warm spring day.

Sansa shakes her head.

“I’ve been to Scotland a few times, but never overseas. Have you?”

Margaery nods.

“My grandmother is French, she lived in Paris as a girl, she spoke French to all of us as children. We’ve gone back multiple times. We can’t anymore, obviously, especially with the way things are going, but..”

Sansa doesn’t really notice her pause. She’s done all the things they say she should to support the war effort, but sometimes it feels like she doesn’t grasp it.

“I’ve been to where my mother’s from, but Suffolk isn’t really anything like a different country.” And no one in the family was terribly close to Uncle Brynden, who was a career soldier, or Uncle Edmure, who didn’t really seem to know what he was.

“Maybe I’ll take you someday,” Margaery tells her quietly. When Sansa turns seventeen in early May, she gives her a pair of gramophone records of a singer her grandmother had spoken to her about being one of France’s greatest.

When France falls, school has already let out for summer, so Sansa doesn’t have to see her cry.

Olenna scolds her for it.

“Don’t get upset, get angry. You should be angry that your homeland has been taken over by those lousy krauts.”

She doesn’t correct her that she was born in Britain and that it is actually what she would call her homeland, but correcting her grandmother has never gotten Margaery anywhere in life so she just wipes her cheeks clean and goes on.

After France falls, Gendry’s letters to Arya transform from belligerent to sorrowful.

There were so many fleeing, the Navy didn’t have enough ships to take them all. We had people piled up on top of each other across the channel. There were fishing boats and cruise ships trying to rescue people who were fleeing, and there still weren’t enough. I saw people trying to swim...I don’t even want to try and imagine if any of them made it. And then we had to go back, again, for eight days straight.

I haven’t felt like this since hearing about Norway. Stories of pilots whose planes couldn’t even take off because everything was frozen. It was only weeks ago,

Our ship was moored early because of a special assignment. We were escorting a small group of civilians, patients from Institut Pasteur. One of them was the ten year old daughter of some high up politician. The girl was there for experimental treatment of leprosy. Leprosy! As if her life wasn’t going poorly enough, there has to be a war on.

Even though we brought the patients on board first, we packed the ship to the gills before leaving. Soldiers packed in like sardines, sweaty, bloodied, scared out of their minds. Don’t tell Robb and Jon, but I heard a lot of men cursing the RAF because the sky was too thick with gunfire to see if the planes were doing anything to help.

The leper girl- her name’s Shireen something- somehow seemed perfectly happy through it all. She has big patches all over the side of her face, and some of the others onboard seem wary of being near her, but she didn’t pay them any mind. She was singing songs and reading from a book she had carried with her the whole trip. Oh to have her heart in the face of horror.

France falls and summer comes, and thank God Sansa’s returned home. Because over the summer comes the bombardment.

Robb not only doesn’t get leave for his birthday, he doesn’t even get to write letters home during it. The RAF is trying to fight off the attacks on the Channel Islands shipping lanes. They aren’t succeeding.

Meera had been stationed in Devonport, near Plymouth, which starting in July, begins to take a beating. She writes as frequently as she can. Her letters from earlier in the year had been mild by comparison. She had spoken of her training, and the other women on her ship. She’s always had a mild temperament, and took orders easily enough. The other women it seems, mostly think of her as distant and aloof, or the more charitable ones, like she has her head in the clouds. The ones who are intrigued by her title are put off when they realize she really isn’t that grand.

I guess I should accept that I never have really felt like I fit in. I don’t pick fights though, so most of others just ignore me. I’ve never thought myself unfriendly, but apparently I keep to myself more than most. It was strange, before the war I didn’t really know who I was. I’m hardly some fine lady, born for a life of theater and socials, and many of the upper class would think me no better than a street urchin. But the working class girls spot my accent immediately, and I have far more schooling than them. Even here. But at least here we’re all Wrens, we know who we are here. My bunk mate, Dacey is nice though. She’s from up north, her father owns a mine. Sometimes when we have time off we ride bikes around the town. I miss swimming, I miss fishing too. It’s hard to remember families use to holiday in Devon. The beaches are blocked off now, with thick rings of barbed wire. We helped place mines there too. I hope we can clear them easily enough when their not needed.

Plymouth begins being struck from the air first. She can’t write as often then. When she does, Jojen begins bringing by pieces of paper marked with just Bran’s name. He doesn’t understand why, and Jojen doesn’t seem to either, fixing Bran with looks that are somehow both curious and suspicious.

Reading them it’s understandable.

I marked these for you Bran because I didn’t really think I should tell some of this to Arya. The letters she writes me are hot blooded as it is. You can share with her if you want.

Seeing the after effects of the bombs is harrowing, both the buildings and the people. I was upset that I didn’t get stationed in Portsmouth at first, but I don’t think I could watch this happen to something so close to home.

I was partially right. We may not be at sea, but as soon as the bombs started to fall, those first ones in Cardiff, they asked for volunteers to learn to crew the anti-aircraft guns.

The guns we have fire so fast you can barely keep track. It takes four of us to fire the damn thing, and if you’re not careful it can knock you on your arse. If we bring any of the Luftwaffe down, I like to imagine it was me.

After Plymouth, Portsmouth is next.

Winterfell’s not that close to Portsmouth, the Stark children had always though, not really anyway. Arya could have made the journey by bike, but her legs would ache and her chest burn with exertion by the time she reached the outskirts.

But now it is somehow both far away and right outside the window.

Every day it seems, the roads are packed with the injured, clutching bundles of possessions, fleeing their destroyed homes. If anyone’s outside when the sirens blare, they can see the sky filling with smoke and fire. Any time of day RAF pilots might pass over head. One morning, when the all-clear blows, Arya sees the red-orange glow of the city on fire over the far horizon, and thinks that it looks frighteningly beautiful.

It’s too far away for most of the volunteers from the village, yet Arya’s guide patrol still makes the journey by bus a few times. They try to clear some of the injured from the first aid stations. She’s growing surprisingly numb to the sight of blood and burns, the sounds of children and grown men screaming. The smell is another story.

Twice, the guides have to take shelter themselves in town, when the sirens announce daytime strikes.

Bran spends his own birthday in the cellar. It’s not like they’re going to be able to have a cake anyway.

They’ve dragged bedding and pillows down, they’re all in the cellar so much. Having been dragged down the steps by both of his parents, and one memorable occasion by Arya and Gilly, Bran’s beginning to think he ought to just find a way to set up a cot or something and sleep down here. Maybe do his schoolwork. Never leave the cellar.

That particular day, Ned is in the village, sheltering at the station where he had gone to refill the petrol with their remaining ration. Cat, Sansa and Gilly are knitting socks, and Arya is pacing.

There’s a loud whistle and a crash that feels far too close. There’s no explosion.

“That was an incendiary,” Arya mutters while pacing, “It won’t explode, it will burst into flames and shoot out bits of metal-”

Bran cuts her off. Sansa is crying and their mother’s face is tight.

“How do you tell the difference?”

“It’s the sound.”

Arya stops herself from telling them about the incendiary charges went off the last time her patrol had been in town. It had set the house next to their shelter on fire, and provided light for the next charge to be aimed at. It had flattened the block. Had they been in one of those pop up shelters instead of a proper underground one, they would have all died.

In the middle of August, Arya is shocked to discover Sansa’s planning to return to school the beginning of September.

“How can you leave? Bombs are falling from the sky!”

“Bombs are falling all over the country, Arya,” This isn’t entirely true, but it remains that the entire southern coast is taking a beating and dogfights are happening over Kent every day as well.

“But if you stay, you’ll be able to be with all of us.” Arya’s eyes are welling up. Her and Sansa were never close, but this whole war has made her heart feel tender in ways it never had. After losing Robb and Jon, and Gendry and Meera, Arya had no desire to let anyone else in her family get away from her.

“It’s my last year of school, I have to finish. If I don’t, it’s like we’re letting the Nazis beat us. It’s not like I can just stay home forever.”

Arya clenches her fists. Is that what this is about? Sansa’s always talked about leaving Winterfell, going to London or Paris or New York, and meeting glamorous people and having some grand romance. Did she still want that, even when she might lose everyone?

“You just want to get away from all of us. We’re not good enough for you anymore are we? You just want to fuck off and leave us all behind.”

Her language is harsh, and her sentiment more so. Sansa has tears running down face, and turns to run away.

Her mother scolds her that night, and when everyone has gone to bed (thankfully, free of air raids for the night), Arya sits up in the parlor by herself.

Ned joins her, offering her a cup of newly rationed tea.

“You were cruel to your sister.”

Arya hangs her head.

“You should apologize before she leaves, or you might regret it.”

“She wouldn’t even care.”

Ned sighs, and wraps an arm around his daughter.

“Sansa loves you, she loves all of us. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have cared what you said to her.”

“Then why does she want to leave again?”

Ned looks at her carefully,

“Arya, what do you want from life?”

Arya tilts her head,

“I don’t really know. I’d like to learn to drive a car. I’d like to swim in the ocean. I’d like to try riding my bike further north, maybe over several days.”

She pauses, for a long time.

“I’d like to get a job, see what it’s like to support myself. I want to go swimming with Meera and Jojen. I want to take rides with Robb, I want Jon to explain everything to me that’s happening in the newspaper. I want to fight with Gendry over Weird Tales, then bring it home and read it with Bran anyway.”

“You want to stay at Winterfell.”

You want things to stay the way they used to be, is what he means, but doesn’t say.

It all sounds strange on Arya’s tongue. She’s always wanted adventure, read stories of jungle expeditions and space flights. Listening to her father’s stories from his days in the Navy as a young child, she’d once asked if she would ever do something so great. Ned had laughed, and the next day brought home a copy of 20,000 League Under the Sea.

The Nazis had stolen that from Arya. Now she longed for the war to end, and for her family to return home. She longed to help bring them home.

Arya nods, eventually. That really is the rub.

“Your mother’s always wanted the same for both you and Sansa what she had. She wants you two to marry well. To marry men of means who love you. For you to be good ladies, who live lives of ease. That would always involve you leaving, and I think that’s one of the reasons you’ve always fought so hard against it.”

Ned suddenly looks very sad.

“I don’t think any of that will happen any time soon. Sansa’s always been more open to the life your mother’s wanted. She’s seen life outside and wants more of it. There’s a lot of wonderful things in the world, outside of Wintefell. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you, or her home.”

Ned leans over the squeeze Arya’s shoulders.

“I’m going on the train with Sansa tomorrow, to spend a few days in London.”

“What? Why.”

“Got a call from the foreman. Emergency he needs me to deal with.”

“Why doesn’t he ever call Robert with these?”

Ned laughs. Robert Baratheon, longtime friend, was part owner in the factory. Part owner, but Ned would be pressed to find if Robert gave it any thought whatsoever.

“Because Robert is all the way out in Cheshire, God’s knows how he spends his days.”

Arya still looks terribly downcast.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can. I understand what you were trying to tell Sansa, but you should still apologize for making her cry. I want to be together with all of you just as much as you do.”

And with that, Ned sends his daughter off to bed.

Sansa and Ned leave the next day on the same train, an hour later disembarking and parting ways.

Arya had watched the two of them leave, and try as she might, couldn’t take her father’s advice. Sansa hadn’t even looked her in the eye over breakfast.

Bombs fall again that night, and in the cellar, Arya feels empty.

The next day, Bran is listening to the wireless and tells her,

“They’re bombing London now.”

Arya feels her insides seize.

A few days he’d said. For once, Catelyn looks as upset as Arya. Ned had telephoned the first day, and the second, but they hadn’t heard from him since.

“They’re aiming for the docks, and the East End,” Bran tells everyone on the third day. “

Gilly chokes a bit, but doesn’t cry.

“My sisters- I hope some of them at least fled.”

“What about your father?” Bran asks.

“He can burn for all I care”.

On the end of the fourth day, Catelyn finally dials the telephone of the factory office.

They haven’t seen Ned since the day before. She tries again the next day. And the next.

Finally, someone gives them the answer.

Arya has never seen her mother collapse before. She’s making noises, like she’s gasping for air. She drops the phone.

Arya picks it up, and demands to know what her mother has just been told.

Parts of her feared, perhaps parts already knew.

Eddark Stark, believed deceased on the 9th of September in structural collapse of the Hotel Guilford….

#game of thrones #a song of ice and fire #gendrya #breera #sansaery #fic

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thefreshfinds · 5 years ago

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THE RAW SHOWCASE

By: Natalee Gilbert

The RAW Showcase lived up to its name. Like its tagline states, everybody came to vibe. From a mile radius, friendships were formed, people were singing from the top of their lungs (the old and new bops), and everyone was anticipating to see the “R.eal A.uthentic W.itty” artists do their thing. Those who stepped onstage were S.B, Bindi Liebowitz, Sunliight, Kory Hiii, and Zeke Marlee (who, unfortunately, I missed speaking to.) The show was ran by Vision Society, Najee Lucky and J. Shider. Stepping into the atmosphere, I felt genuine connections. The lighting made the room setting intimate and many were allowed to interact with the artist performing. Those onstage shared common ground. All considered theirselves artist and had an undying passion for music. Their music stood for something, held a message and didn’t lead way to gate-drugs or violence. Some spoke on a personal level, dashing some relatability when telling what they’ve seen or heard. Overrall, everyone came from a good place. One of understanding. The music left others feeling good and at peace. The RAW Showcase came in with the new and left worries at the door. Everyone was having a good time.

S.B:

Every track from S.B doesn’t sound the same. Granted that his sound is constantly evolving, the artist makes music for any vibe, whether it be one that’s happy, confrontational, sad or nonchalant. One thing never changes, however. No matter where S.B steps foot, he happens to garner a new fan. S.B ultimately fits the depiction of a music vet. He’s got the suave stage presence down pat, and lyricism just comes easy. There’s no way to put him in a box. He’s multi-dimensional, to say the least. Since youth, S.B was one with music. At six, he learned how to play the sax and shortly after, S.B taught himself how to play the piano. Eventually, S.B began writing music. Then, everything accumulated. To date S.B has released 6 bangers. His recent, “Didn’t They” comes with gully, slick-mouthed bars that aren’t afraid to leave you with a black eye. “Fire Emoji,” on the other hand, comes with the Jersey talk. Once the alarm blares, S.B says he’s representing Garden State, but addressing the differences between himself and others. Spread over the aggressive back-drop, listeners get an earful of punchlines and entendres, that only bite back through the speakers. His feature, D.N.A matches the energy and comes hard like the natural vet, making sure that each line is not misunderstood. All-in-all both showed that nothing in life should be a gimmick. Be real. His discography also includes his enticing, fun, jungle-fever banger “Finna Get Naughty,” smooth cruising “Fly First Class,” “No Adderralls,” and highly acclaimed, “2 P.M” ft. Ziggy Zombie, This song was the most challenging because it took 2 weeks to figure out the chorus. But after that everything came easy. His word of advice for the upcoming artist and world is to keep growing. Don’t be scared to be different.

Instagram: @remembersb

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KORY HIII:

Once Kory Hiii stepped in, the crowds got hyped up. His commanding stage presence came at attention spans with no delay. As Hiii’s words spluttered across the echoey room, it bounced back with an aggressive tone. People were feeling what he was saying. What he said held truth and it’s safe to say the crowd thought so too. Over time, Hii’s lyrics were being chanted back at him. There was even one moment when the crowd became a unit. However, this can be symbolic for many reasons. While interviewing the Union native, I came to know a line that spoke volumes, “I feel like planting the seeds and waiting for harvest/What you expect? I came from the Garden.” which essentially stands for Hiii’s city and state. The Garden, being New Jersey and the rest, “I feel like planting the seeds and waiting for harvest” being Union. Union’s mascot just so happens to be The Farmers. From just this proverb, one can see that unification is one of Hiii’s values.

Hiii considers himself a musician but moreso an artist. His music journey started with his cousin, 2 Honest, whose been rapping since he was young. 2 Honest always tried to push Hiii to rap, but he was playing basketball at the time. However, as Hiii got older and basketball was no longer a reality, he started rapping with his homies. That led to being put into his first song. Eventually, Hiii went on to work with his cousin and landed into Morgan State. Alone with a MacBook, Hiii started making music and getting more into it. Then the rest is history. Before he gets in the booth, he prays and also does so when going onstage. However, the rapper puts God before everything. His sound is nothing but organic. Hiii says he wants people to gain awareness. The message behind his sound is positivity and consciousness. In our interview, he goes to say “I’m just trying to get my sound right.” If you haven’t already bump his song, “The Get Back” everywhere! This song falls a tribute to Hiii’s grandmother and I can vouch for its star-power. Truly, a banger for the books. Hiii’s visual for “The Get Back” also made its way to World Star earlier this month, garnering traction from everyone riding through the city. Hiii also has a project out called Revenge of the Soular Sun.

Instagram: @koryhiii

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Bindi Liebowitz:

A woman who can get pass you (especially if you don’t act right), Bindi Liebowitz is a female phenomenon full of charisma, wit and sultry energy. From the beginning of her performance, many listeners broke a sweat. Her stage presence, made jaws drop to the floor. Swaying in with high-knee boots and smokey black eyeshadow, Bindi sung soulfully and tapped into a confidence that made hearts flutter. The topic at hand was love and Bindi did diligence and giving each song a feeling. No denying it, Bindi basked in star-power. The singer/songwriter knew she loved singing since she was 6 or 8 years old. One day she was singing Aretha Franklin’s “Chain Of Fools” for her mother in the car. Once she finished, her mother caught the groove and said “Um, what? Girl, sing it again,” Then, with a vocal snap, Bindi went into a raspy, deep, soulful note range. However, Bindi didn’t know it was a talent. Naturally she felt the words and it was just a skill she mastered well. Bindi loved being onstage. This passion led her to NJPAC at 13 years old. Here, she took vocal lessons and began reading music, etc. Bindi was so into music that she even played the violin and joined chorus’. But she didn’t take it seriously until high school, “From choir, I began auditioning for the shows like American Idol and X Factor.” In 2014-2015, Bindi make her mark on American Idol. One year later, Bindi was on The Voice (Season 11), moving those across the nation. Now, Bindi continues to prosper in performing. No matter the gig, her impact spreads like wildfire. Likewise, the womanist empowers the generation and other woman. “We’re all beautiful and I’m going to let you know so. If you’re dope, the same thing. I don’t believe in giving someone the cold shoulder. I want to be the voice to let people know that we are getting things done, we do have feelings.” she says while adding “My style is based on the mood. I’m okay with that. I let it be expressed while I’m performing. I don’t want to pretend for the people that support me. I want to be real. Honestly, its edgy, bad-ass.” Bindi currently has 3 singles. “Over You” is her first single and one she gets excited performing. “Complicated” was released last year whereas “FaceTime” dropped in July.

Instagram: @thisisbindi

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SUNLIGHT:

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mhdiaries · 5 years ago

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Diary of Sirena Von Boo

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priincesspacificaarchive · 5 years ago

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where they get married

where they live in cali idk??? probs on a beach? idk for some reason i haven’t thought of their wedding that often???

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. )

summer. summer’s always they’re time together so summer just makes sense. maybe june, around pioneer’s day? so they have something good to celebrate instead of her family’s fraudulence.

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. )

something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue probs. also if jewish!dipper still applies then those too. and paz has an ampola fan! I LOVE THOSE.

what their wedding cake looks like

it’s like, five-tiers and white buttercream on red velvet cake. it’s got like, baby blue and lavender-tinted seashells and a typical bride/groom topper.

….who smashes cake into whose face

they do that weird “crossing their forks around each other but still eating off their own fork” thing actually.

who proposed to who first

dipper, the sap. she was halfway through med school too!

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither )

paz down the aisle, dipper at the altar. this all changes big time if dipper is jewish okay.

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like

she’s wearing this white ballgown style with a corset top with a lot of crystal gemstone things. like the whole bodice is covered. there’s also lines of the crystals down the gauzy skirt. she uses lavender accent pieces. he wears a black tux and a lavender bowtie. 9its been a while since i’ve watched say yes to the dress okay the terminology left my brain.)

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have

color scheme is like…lavender and baby blue bc it can be and also color-coding and ALSO aesthetic.

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean?)

petunias (meaning your presence soothes me), something light blue, probably wrapped in baby’s breath (meaning -) bc a lot of bouquets get wrapped in something like that to keep it together. also ampola flowers bc purto rican tradition.

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. )

they wrote their own. paz’s are along the lines of like “so we used to hate each other and now we’re standing here and it’s just amazing how much time can change things.” and she makes inside jokes and promises to love him until the end of the world. “but then you’re on your own i am not holding mcgucket’s hand again.” dipper’s are rly sappy and sweet and he makes her cry and he says something along the lines of loving her until the end of the world and then “but then ur on ur own okay i don’t care if u get turned to stone” and they’re laughing and everyone from gf knows it’s a joke and they finish with the typical “i dos”

if anyone’s late to the wedding

it’d be so characteristic of mabel to rush in during the speak now part but she’s standing next to dipper so she can’t. otherwise idk???

who’s in the bridal parties / groomsmen / other

dipper has mabel and robbie. paz has wendy and tambry.

what their bridal party / groomsmen / other are wearing

wendy and tambry wear straight-down, almost gauzy lavender dresses with baby blue accents and accessories. mabel wears a same stye dress in baby blue with lavender accents and accessories. robbie wears a black tux and baby blue tie.

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? )

mabel tells embarrassing but sweet stories, wendy recalls the first time she caught them together. robbie uses the whole thing as a lead up to threatening dipper not to hurt her even tho it’s been at least a decade and maybe half of a second one. the floor opens up and ford recounts some sweet memory of the two of them. stan tries to make jokes the whole time but walks away trying not to cry. soos spends ten minutes trying to compare them to anime characters. it’s like an hour and a half of speeches alone as most of gravity falls recount watching them grow up and fall in love and the whole thing makes them embarrassed and cry at the same time.

who catches the bouquet( s )

mabel! she then winks at wendy and it’s…ridiculous.

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? )

mostly sweet ones of them smiling or kissing. there’s one taken by chance with paz chasing after him in her heels and he’s like, fucking giggling as he takes off with her tiara. the next one is her glaring up at him as he sheepishly puts it back in her hair. just a lot of photos to document their relationship. mabel puts them in an album and has it waiting on their kitchen table when they get back from their honeymoon.

what sort of food they have at the reception

since paz is (possibly) the only one w heritage at this wedding he let her do the food planning according to tradition and everyone is like, pleasantly surprised that it works as well as it does.

who cries first during the ceremony

they both make it through the walk down the aisle but then they’re standing there and it’s real and they’re both crying. pretty crying though so they don’t ruin the photos too much.

how wild their reception gets ( who dances the best, who gets drunk first, etc. )

the main three steal the mini putt golf cart again for fun and drive it through the reception for like, half an hour laughing their heads off.

what their rings are like

pacifica’s wedding ring is a simple silver band, while her engagement ring is silver with a big white diamond center, surrounded by lavender-colored gems. dipper has a thick-silver band with an inscription. pacifica’s engagement ring also has an inscription. they both say “you’re the worst.” with a heart shape next to it.

what sort of favours they have ( heart shaped sparklers, mini champagne bottles, personalised candy etc. )

pacifica’s are lavender tiara-shaped candles and dipper’s are mini journals to write in about what happens that night of memories that person has of them. also capias bc i LOVE that idea!

where they go for their honeymoon

i feel like they’d go on a cruise

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. )

tambry and robbie are found sleeping in a coat closet as the night is winding down. wendy and mabel draw on their faces.

who officiates the ceremony

i think it’d be ford for some reason. if jewish!dipper is a thing he gets to hire the rabbi.

what song their first dance is to

i want at least one of these to be in spanish but idk if that’s gonna happen bc i….don’t speak spanish. but i thought this song had a gorgeous enough vibe for it. plus y’all know paz would be scouring websites and things for songs for this dance and then asking dipper if he’d like them. i’ve just always seen first dance songs as soft and slow and a time to reflect on being married you know? so this one would be performed live and slowed-down a bit.

who gives who away as they walk down the aisle

honestly paz gives herself away okay. she’s been w/o parents this long and she doesn’t need them now. but suddenly stan has stood up and takes her by the hand and just calmly passes her to dipper like it was all planned and for half a second she’s rly confused but then she’s swept up in the ceremony. she asks him at the reception and he just shrugs and goes “you’re family. it’s what we do for family.” and that’s it so she’s even more confused. but also rly touched.

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pedroanwildary68insurance-blog · 5 years ago

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galivantingg · 6 years ago

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Water

1950. Summer. Water hitting the sand, crashing against rocks, inviting courageous swimmers to try their luck. Seagulls flew overhead, crying for food. Families and friends littered the beaches. Women stretched out on towles. Men rough housing in the water, children picking up sand and water with a pail under the watchful eyes of their mothers. It was peaceful. Beautiful. Simple. Vivian and Evelyn were two of the many women stretched out on towles, hair crimped to perfection, lipstick proudly on their lips, sunglasses protecting their eyes. The two friends swept the eyes from one end of the beach to the other. Taking in the joy, the companionship.

A group of young men were sitting nearby, and a couple of them were stealing glances at the two women thinking they were being subtle. Vivian flourished under the attention; she knew her worth, she knew that she wasn't going to settle for any man, and she knew to enjoy her young years before settling down. Evelyn, on the other hand, simply paid them no attention. She knew her worth too, she wanted love, she wanted someone kind, and encouraging men who did not treat her with respect were not worth her time.

Two of the braver men approached them, and Evenlyn took one look at them and got a sudden chill up her back. "What are you two ladies doing here by yourselves?" One of the men asked. Vivian, always quick on her toes, shot back a reply.

"Soaking up the sun, why is that not allowed?" Her tone was playful, but there was a slight bite to the words. A warning. Vivian was not to be seen as an object to win. The two men took note and quickly tried to fix the introduction that had gone awry.

"My name is Edward," the shorter one piped up. "This is my friend Peter, who doesn't know how to talk to women apparently."

The taller one, Peter, took the hint and recovered quickly. "My apologies ladies, I meant no offence. How has the summer been treating you two so far?" He put on a charming smile, but Evelyn still kept her guard up.

"It's been lovely," Vivian replied, back to sweet smiles and a soft tone. "Evelyn and I are spending our few remaining days of freedom outside as much as possible."

"A summer job starting soon?" Edward questioned.

"Hopefully," Evelyn chimed in. "Vivian and I are going to look for jobs during the summer, but we haven't had much luck so far." There were few jobs they could apply for, especially with other women looking for jobs. Evelyn was starting to lose hope for an exciting job, resigning herself to spend the summer behind a desk.

"Hey you two are in luck!" Edward said. "Peter and I work on a cruise ship that goes around Lake Ontario; I work in the kitchen and Peter here works the radio." Edward's chest puffed out slightly, he stood tall, filled with pride for him and his friend.

"What kind of jobs?" Vivian asked.

"We have a spot open at the snack bar and information booth stations open," Peter said. "You'd be giving the passengers a general tour of the ship when they board, and then you'd be stationed at your spot until the cruise it done. It lasts the whole summer."

Vivian and Evelyn looked at each other, gauging what the other was thinking about the offer. It sounded great to Evelyn, much better than a cramped desk sorting out piles and piles of paper and being told to fetch coffee and food.Working on a cruise that lasted two months? That sounded more like an adventure.

A few days later the two friends were packed and learning everything they'd require to know for their job. The cruise was two months around Lake Ontario, stopping at many cities and towns. They were provided with private rooms and were sharing a bathroom with the other women working on the cruise in the same hallway.

A month into the cruise and Evelyn was starting to miss land. Vivian, on the other hand, couldn't be happier. Room and board for free, beautiful views, and Edward wasn't as bad as she initially thought. At night when the guests were mostly settled down and Edward had a few minutes to spare, they'd go up to the top deck and just look at the stars. Take in the sound of the water, the slow back and forth motion of the boat. Stealing a few moments of peace. One such night, Edward discovered Vivian's weakness; tickling. Despite her pleading he refused to give up, and she ended up with her lower back pressed firmly against the rail.

Edward's hands landed on her waist, making the previously high energy atmosphere to a silent one, the moment feeling almost like it was on pause. Nothing was said, they just stared at each other. Vivian didn't know what to think, it was like her mind was frozen and she couldn't move her body. Edward leaned forward slowly, and Vivian still couldn't make her body move. All she could think about was how no one was around, and no one could see them. It was up to them to be responsible. But maybe she didn't want to be responsible.

Before she could think anymore, Edward pulled her over the rail. She latched onto his shoulders, too shocked to scream. Or maybe the high ringing in her head was her screaming. The wind ripped at her hair, pulling at her clothes, stealing her breath. It felt like they were falling for years, and when they hit the water it was what Vivian imagined slamming against the concrete felt like. The cold swallowed her whole, whispering at her to give in, freezing her muscles. Edward's arms tugged her closer to him, sealing their fate in the lake.

They were sinking, Vivian shocked too much to react, Edward trying to keep her as close as possible so he could imagine he was dying with his girl. Thinking their skeletons would be found wrapped together, becoming a romantic tale of two lovers. His plan was working, but he didn't factor in Vivian's will to live. Slowly her body woke up, panic crawling up her throat and filling her limbs with fire. She struggled, pushing at Edward, kicking out, trying to do anything to bring her back up to the surface. Her elbow hit his chin and his arms dropped, and so did his body. Vivian kicked as hard as she could, scooping up as much water as she could with her arms.

Her chest burned, her limbs hot and heavy. Her head felt like that one time she and Evelyn tried alcohol for the first time, some nameless bottle of something that filled her head with cotton balls. She broke to the surface, gasping, sucking in as much air as she could. Water filled her eyes and she could barely make out a light ahead or her. Not knowing where it would take her, as long as it was warm, she set off.

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20 years passed with no mention of the accident. Vivian and Evelyn were married now. Vivian to a good man named Tom, he had worked in the engine room on that cruise. They had two children, a boy and a girl. Evelyn had four children with her husband Bob. They were still good friends, and went out together often. One day, Vivian was visiting Evelyn. Their children were playing in the backyard with the dog, Chip, and their husbands were in the garage tinkering. Vivian broke the silence.

"Something happened the other day," she began slowly. Evelyn twiddled her thumbs and remained silent, waiting for Vivian to continue.

"I was washing the dishes, like normal. Then all of a sudden, I was back there." She looked out the window, her eyes glazed over. "I was back in the lake." She went silent. Evelyn spoke up.

"Do you think it's because you never talked about the accident?" She waited, usure how Vivian would respond.

"I hadn't thought of that," Vivian said, sounding very far away. Then she turned to Evelyn. "It wasn't an accident."

Evelyn almost stopped breathing. "I thought you said you two fell over?" She almost started panicking, he heart racing.

"No," Vivian murmured. "He pulled me over. I don't know why, kind of hard to ask questions when you're drowning." Evelyn smiled at Vivian's weak attempt at a joke, her mind running a minute a mile. "It's been eating me up this whole time and I never realized. I thought it was over and done with, but it's still with me."

Evelyn spoke quietly. "Well it's not something you can easily forget," They were silent again, remembering that summer. Vivian smiled.

"I'm here, that's all that matters now." ___

It was 2009. Vivian and Evelyn were in their early 80's, faces worn with smile wrinkles and feet hurting just a bit more than they used to. Their hearing wasn't too good either, but if you said it quietly enough they wouldn't hear you. They still spent long days together, even though Bob was 27 years dead and their children all grown and off working. It was one such day that the two of them decided to go shopping. Old women shopping, of course. They spent their day walking around the Brampton City Mall, sitting down for lunch before continuing on.

They passed many stores, mostly just browsing, but Vivian bought herself a nice pair of shoes for Christmas, even though it would not come for months. She had already gotten all her shopping for Christmas done, liking to be prepared. They were out for most of the day, doing nothing but walking. Enjoying each others company, like they had for many years before. Evelyn was content. She and Vivian had been friends for so long, it was nice to still get together. To reminisce about when they were younger. To live. To be. To spend time with someone who knows you, knows your ups and downs, knows your flaws, knows your experiences. Knows who you are and loves you anyway.

They filled the silence with quiet memories, hearing seagulls and laughter and school bells. They joked and smiled, and they felt. They felt alive.

The next day Evelyn's two daughters had come over. They had children of their own. Carol's daughters were in middle and elementary school. Cathy's were in high school, heading off to university soon. It was weird, how they were these small pink things, begging for attention, and they were still the same, just bigger. Evelyn could still remember when they were born, and when their children were born.

The phone rang, and Cathy stood up to get it. She disappeared into the kitchen and could be heard softly saying "Hello?" She paused, then poked her head around the corner. "It's Helen, Mom. Vivian's daughter. She said she needs to talk to you." Evelyn stood up, groaning softly to herself. She wasn't as spry as she used to be.

She took the phone and put it to her ear. "Hello Helen, how are you?" She asked, wondering if Vivian wanted to go out again today. Evelyn wasn't sure if her feet would hold up.

"Mommy's dead."

Silence.

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spiritualgravity · 6 years ago

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My Keto Case Study

I can’t remember exactly when I first began to diet. The earliest recollection I have was my freshman year in college, obviously I gained the obligatory “Freshman 15.” A girlfriend of mine was a distributor for Herbal Life — the program included shakes as well as about one million herbal pills.

At some point, I hopped on the Weight Watcher train. My Mother is a “lifer” — meaning she met her goal weight, and for the rest of eternity, will be known as a Life Long member...even if she doesn’t maintain the goal weight. My entire childhood, even until today — on the cusp of turning 40 years old — she still toggles on and off diets regularly...gaining and losing the same 20-30 pounds. We are kindred spirits with a fondness for carbs, but she prefers salty and I prefer sweets.

Over the past five years, I tried WW again, another company with shakes and pills, Whole 30, and I even made up my own program which basically included not eating any processed foods.

Before I got pregnant, I was about 20 pounds overweight. Technically, I actually “should” have weighed 40 pounds less, according to BMI algorithms, but my body has always enjoyed extra padding. I don’t think my infastructure is meant to be stick thin. Going into a process where your body willingly puts on weight in order to grow a human, and you’re already carrying extra poundage, certainly isn’t ideal.

I dropped some weight after giving birth, because said human left my midsection. Then, I’d like to think, that breastfeeding knocked off a few more pounds. Many months later, I eventually got down to the weight I started with when I was pregnant — which was — 20 pounds overweight. Sigh.

{Postpartum Photos}

In June, eight and a half months after giving birth, I stopped breastfeeding, and hadn’t worked out...not even broken a sweat...since right before giving birth. My entire pregnancy, all 41 weeks, I worked out religiously at CrossFit, and then never looked back once becoming a Mommy. This isn’t because I didn’t want to do overhead squats and crazy WODs, but because my baby didn’t sleep. I was essentially a zombie for her first year of life, while juggling and navigating postpartum depression.

Over the summer, while visiting my parents’ home, a friend from childhood came over to see my daughter and catch up. To my surprise, she dropped dozens and dozens of pounds. Our figures are very similar, we could even pass for sisters from below the neck. I was impressed by her success, and curious how she did it. Meanwhile, my Mother sat in the background at the kitchen table, overhearing our entire conversation, and decided she wanted in on the “Ketogenic” program, known as Keto.

Just like my Mom, I have historically lost weight for an event. Weddings were my go-to weight loss event, particularly when I was a bridesmaid (12 times no less). This particular time around, my Mom wanted to lose weight for a cruise she was going on in September; she went on the ship 15 pounds lighter but then subsequently didn’t stick to Keto.

For the next few weeks, after my initial talk with the successful Keto friend, I cannonballed headfirst into Google research. I consumed videos, read articles, watched more videos, and then read some more articles. After my sister’s wedding in early August, during the 13 hour drive back from New York, I spent some more time reading, and reading, and reading. It probably didn’t hurt that I also became privy to photos of me from the wedding — not only did I immediately realize I sadly no longer needed to wear nursing bras with zero support (Dear God, why didn’t anyone tell me?!?), but I did in fact need to get healthier. My body and face looked inflamed, and I was tired of not being able to wear my pre-pregnancy jeans.

I asked countless follow-up questions to my successful Keto friend, and also to another gal who lost a massive amount of weight following the Keto program (under a doctor’s supervision). I decided I was in.

My personality, at a microscopic level, is all in or nothing at all; I do not know what half-assing means. Some people call this discipline, I call it not wasting my time.

So on August 13th, I officially weighed in and measured my Mommy curves to begin the journey on a ketogenic diet. I’ve had curves since I hit puberty. I embrace them, and love that my strong legs resemble tree trunks. An hour glass figure isn’t the worst card to be dealt. So when I say curves, I just mean the extra thickkkkk curves that came with pregnancy.

I wasn’t strict as far as counting macros, I simply counted (in my head) the number of net carbs I was consuming. That’s how my friend did it, so I figured I’d follow her lead. As it turned out, I personally needed to count my macros (ratio of protein / fat / carbs) in order to follow Keto correctly. I began using a free and easy app called Carb Manager for about two months until I got the hang of things and haven’t used it since because now I know what’s what.

Some people call Keto a diet, I’d like to think it’s my new lifestyle. I have absolutely no idea how long I’ll follow this lifestyle. I’m not naive enough to say for my lifetime, but it definitely isn’t going to be a shortlived stint.

This process has been incredibly humbling at a visceral level. For starters, I am embarrassed to admit how incredibly ignorant I used to be when it came to judging things I knew nothing about. One of my best friends, who is fighting a chronic heart condition, first brought up the word “Keto” over the phone last year. I immediately snubbed the idea, exacerbated, I said, “it’s just like Atkins” (which was meant to be a negative connotation), and shut down the thought of her doing this diet. For the record, it’s not like Atkins (that program touts high protein, whereas Keto is moderate protein — this is signficant because too much protein can be turned into glucose/sugar).

“The biggest form of ignorance is rejecting something you know nothing about.” - Wayne Dyer

The Ketogenic gurus are also hyper focused on not eating fake sugar, particularly lots of phony faux sweetners that are labeled “Keto” on the package, but are absolutely not Keto-approved because they will still spike your blood sugar levels as if you’re actually eating sugar.

{Source: Epilepsy Foundation}

The name ketogenic means that it produces ketones in the body. (keto = ketone; genic = producing) Ketones are formed when the body uses fat for its source of energy.

Usually the body uses carbohydrates (such as sugar, bread, pasta) for its fuel. Because the ketogenic diet is very low in carbohydrates, fats become the primary fuel instead. The body can work very well on ketones (and fats).

Ketones are not dangerous. They can be detected in the urine, blood, and breath. Ketones are one of the more likely mechanisms of action of the diet, with higher ketone levels often leading to improved seizure control. However, there are many other theories for why the diet will work.

Secondly, for as long as my temporal lobes can recall, I have been adamantly against fasting…and, I’m not exactly sure why. Again, just another position I claimed with literally zero education or facts. My husband, for years and years, suggested I workout while fasting. I swore to him that I would fall flat on my face if I ever tried such an absurd strategy.

Since I have been a devout low calorie follower, I’ve been chronically hungry. I was brainwashed to believe, with most of America, to have Fatphobia. I drank skim milk, which has a lot of sugar. I ate low fat packaged snacks, which were packed full of sugar. I ate mini meals all day long, 6 times a day. In other words, I was spiking my insulin all day long. My purse was always, without fail, full of munchies. Protein bars, crackers, apples, and a myriad of other nibbles. I would not, could not, leave my house without emergency food within arm’s reach. God forbid I got hungry and immediately turned hangry. Come to think of it, I was basically a 5′4″ child who was, at any given time, on the verge of a meltdown from being ravenousness. I didn’t quite realize it, but I was starving myself, and yet ironically, still overweight.

When I started Keto, my motivation was weight loss. But, what’s fascinating, is learning that weight loss is actually a side effect. The Ketogenic diet was originally designed for people who suffered from epilepsy and helped control their seizures. Ketogenic eating has been known to decrease inflammation in the body, eliminate diseases such as diabetes or heart conditions, sleep issues, GI troubles, and the resolution list goes on and on.

What I’ve learned is that our bodies have 2 primary sources of fuel — glucose (sugar / carbs), and fat. When you eliminate or greatly reduce glucose / sugar / carbs, your body will eventually start to burn fat for fuel. Luckily, I have a tremendous amount of excess fat that’s been waiting for an intevention.

There is an enormous amount of misinformation ‘out there’ about eating Keto, and I am the first to admit I was super skeptical before I did my homework.

Keto can get a bad rap for eating unlimited bacon, cheese, and bacon cheeseburgers. The other night, while out to eat with a group of ladies, for an appetizer I had a wedge salad (which includes veggiesc and crumbled blue cheese), and for dinner I had broccoli, asparagus, and a delicious steak. I put a little bit of real butter on my veggies. Also, the table enjoyed an array of desserts and not only did I not partake in the sugar fix, I didn’t even want any / I didn’t feel like I was missing out. In my past carb-laden life, I plunged my spoon into the dish first, and shoveled the brownie and ice cream into my pie hole as fast as I possibly could. There are varying versions of keto, that range from “dirty” to “clean.” When you eat dirty Keto, that’s what has given the program an unhealthy shadiness reputation on the streets. I fall in line closer to the cleaner side of keto, but have my dirty moments, and always eat organic, nitrate-free, etc. whenever possible. Oh and for the record, I usually drink one glass of red wine with my dinners. I may have lost weight, but I haven’t lost my damn mind. I draw the line at giving up my vino, that’s non-negotiable, and more importantly — I’ve been able to stay in ketosis. And yes I eat a small serving of fruit from time to time, berries are the best option and happen to be my favorite.

Because every one is different, literally and metaphorically, results vary. My personal journey was that I shrunk in size, but the scale didn’t have impressive numbers to show for my effort.

Come October, on the same day that my daughter turned one year old, I joined a gym. By that time, I had two months of Keto under my belt. Since I was a CrossFit junkie for 3 years pre-baby, I had to check my ego at the fitness facility’s door and slowly take it one day at a time. Besides picking up a baby thousands of times, I really hadn’t moved a muscle in 365 days. My body went through an enormous metamorphosis after making a little person, and I knew in my bones that I truly had to ease my way back into a safe grove. I sat down with a registered nurse at the gym and she did a body mass analysis using a machine that can calculate your composition make-up.

This is where my self-fulfilling prophecy manifested, in the form of a personal case study. During college, I sucked at all things math, but ironically I was a wanna-be wizard at statistics. I got a B+ and until this day, I live for stats. With this documented analysis, I was stoked to have a baseline for my Keto journey that was more than just a generic number on a scale. Sure, I have baggage with the God foresaken scale, but now I truly know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the scale does not tell the whole story.

Next up, I went to my Primary Care Physician’s office and had blood work drawn, along with a physical exam. I would also use these clinical insights as a foundation for improving my health, as well as proving that this way of eating is in fact healthy and not destroying my heart or other organs, or jacking up my cholesterol.

Come January, I started to dabble in “I.T.” — intermittent fasting.

Now, when I say I’ve done my research, I mean an absurd amount of research. For almost a decade, my profession has been based in the medical field, so I’ve become a wee bit snobby when it comes to peer reviewed, scientific-based information. Blogs and anecdotal banter do not hold a candle in my book; I want facts, documentation, and proof. I want real stories from real people. I want lab work and the truth.

From mid-October through today, I’ve worked out on average about 4 times a week for one hour at a time. I joined a gym that has a daycare and now the sun shines a little brighter. My mini me gets to socialize with little people, and I get to lift weights (which doesn’t entail lifting a little person). I no longer listen to music while working out and I’ve become unapologetically obsessed with Podcasts. I realize I’m way, way behind the digital audio fad, but nonetheless I can’t get enough of them. Despite my husband’s dismay at potentially drowning my iPhone, I even listen to Youtube videos and Podcasts in the shower for goodness sake. Oprah, Tony Robbins and their leadership development peers make regular appearances, but for the most part, I’m quite literally up to my ears in Keto-related content.

Maybe this is because I’m a real life sponge and adore the process of learning. Maybe it’s because I’ve been trained through my professional line of work that it takes listening/reading/hearing the SAME information at least 5x before you even retain a fraction of it. Who knows.

With that said, I’ve been convinced through dozens and dozens and dozens of 'classroom’ hours that intermittent fasting is a phenomenal practice for our bodies. And, if my own mad scientist research wasn’t enough, then when my friend who is currently battling breast cancer was told by her global team of physicians to do I.T. because it helps shrink those asshole cancer cells, certainly proved the point that removing sugar from our systems is a miracle worker.

I.T. comes in different forms because there are a variety of disciplines, but the most popular one is 16:8 / you don’t eat for a 16 hour window and you do eat for an 8 hour window. Within that 16 hour window, you’re sleeping for hopefully 7-8 hours of them, which basically means you don’t eat breakfast and you start your first meal with lunch. And, here’s the fun part — when you get the majority of your fuel from healthy fats, you aren’t even hungry, so fasting is actually not a big deal. Just like the rest of my journey, I worked up to this goal. I started with 12 hours, then 13, and so on.

I tried a longer fast, about 60 hours, in January. This was supposed to be some type of reset for my body. I felt like my weight loss was stalling, despite no cheats and working out. The first day was extremely difficult for me, I wanted to quit throughout the afternoon. The second day was a complete 180 degree turn — I wasn’t hungry and felt totally fine. But, I wanted to eat anyway. This experience really helped me stare my relationship with food face-to-face. I quieted my mind and asked why did I want to eat, I wasn’t even hungry. I realized that it’s the habit of eating I was used to, even if I wasn’t hungry.

Several people I know have loved ones who had gastric bypass surgery. It broke my heart to hear that there is no counseling after the fact — sure it’s available, but they weren’t utilizing it, nor was it required. And, they were back to their original style of eating and unhealthy types of food that qualified them for this surgery to begin with.

Food can be used as a drug, just like other stereotypical vices including gambling and shopping. I know that no matter what “diet” or lifestyle change I become a VIP member to, it’s just a Band-Aid until I fix the root of the issue — using food to fill me up. I also realize that history has a way of repeating itself and I’ve walked in my Mother’s shoes, witnessing her on some type of diet my entire life.

I am approaching the 8 month mark as a Ketogenic crony, and here is where things currently stand:

I’ve lost 21 pounds.

I’ve lost 14 inches between my hips, waist, thighs and chest.

I’ve lost 2-3 pant sizes — even fitting in to my “goal pants” (which I have never been able to zip up, including when I bought them years ago).

I weigh less than I did at my wedding four years ago.

I mentally and physically feel amazing and am rarely hungry. I repeat, I am not hungry. Eating fat is satiating...what a freaking concept (girl hits empty carb head against brick wall).

In all of my days walking this earth, no one has ever once told me that I was tiny. Last week, two people on the same evening said, “You’re tiny.” Granted, I am not tiny. In fact, I’m technically still overweight on the BMI algorithm, and according to...what I like to refer to as my Momma Kangaroo belly pouch... but that leads me to my next point.

One week ago I had my follow-up appointment with both the gym’s registered nurse as well as my PCP. I had both original tests re-run in order to determine, without a shadow of a doubt, that I was 100% healthy. Obviously being able to stowaway my maternity jeans, and have my leggings become baggy speaks for itself, but I wanted to know what was really going on behind the zippers and elastic bands.

At the PCP appointment, my provider couldn’t stop gloating about how much weight I had dropped since our last visit. The next day, an email came through with results from the blood work as a 3-page report. At the very end it says, and I quote, “Your lipid panel results are acceptable. Continue your Keto diet, it is not detrimental to your cholesterol.”

My body composition test results were also impressive.

BMI —from 30.2 (obese) to 27.9 (overweight)

Body Fat %: 37.2 to 35.2

Blood pressure — from 130/80 to 110/78

And what really made me jump for joy, was finding out the breakdown of my “dry lean mass” and “body fast mass.” The nutritionist, who was a skinny mini, said to me, “Your skeletal muscle mass is nearly above average. I’ve spent my whole life doing massive amounts of cardio, which is why I’m so skinny, but I should have been doing much more weightlifting and less cardio. Keep doing what you’re doing.” In other words, the stupid scale not moving exponentially and “only” losing about 20 pounds is a bunch of bologne. I legitimately have put on muscle, praise the Lord almighty.

So there you have it folks. This is one way of getting healthy. I’m sure it’s not for everyone, but it’s definitely for me. I do not feel deprived, whatsoever. The food I eat is absolutely delicious, I’m satisifed after eating, and there are thousands of Keto-friendly recipes to make the process a breeze — including yummy alternative carb staples such as breads.

I’ll sign off with a few insider tips and resources.

Drink a lot of water. People — listen to me — do this anyway. But especially if you’re doing Keto. I drink 3 liters of water a day. My goal is to drink 1 by noon, 1 by 5pm, and the rest before bed.

You’ll lose water weight and with that, electrolytes will flush out, which is why you want to replace them. Otherwise, you’ll get what’s called the “Keto Flu.” Don’t do that. Up your electrolytes (potassium, magnesium and sodium), ideally through whole foods but also in supplements (vitamins and/or electrolyte drinks). By eating Ketogenic-friendly foods, your body won’t get as much of this as it normally would and balanced electrolytes make you feel awesome.

Don’t be scared of veggies just because they have carbs. Veggies are good for you, really really good for you and have tons of fiber. They’re not all created equal of course, but enjoy your greens every single day.

I don’t recommend starting out with Keto-style desserts / sweets or Keto breads. You can work those into your meals later on, once you’ve gotten fat adapted (Google what that means), but they should be considered a treat and not a staple in your everyday regimen.

Check out these links for Dr. Fung —all things Intermittent Fasting — and Dr. Berg for all things Keto and nutrition.

You don’t have to do this in order to follow Keto, but I have enjoyed drinking exogenous ketones for the last few months. I drink it as my “pre workout” drink or while I’m working out. It gives me lots of energy and all the benefits of ketones. I have a customer referral code if anyone would like it.

This may be the first time, in all of my diet dabbling years, that I’ve ever truly faced why I treated food like medication. It’s also the first time I’ve ever tried to lose weight and it wasn’t for an event.

I’m turning 40 years old this summer and we may consider giving my daughter a sibling, if that’s what the good Lord wills. My ‘event’ milestones with a dress size to fit into has been replaced with the lifelong milestone of being a Mother. I want to be a confident woman who my daughter looks up to and admires my health from the inside — out. I want her to know that food is for nutrition, not for stuffing feelings down. I want her to know that the scale doesn’t define her worth. I want her to know that muscles and strength is sexy. I want her to know that she’s perfect exactly the way she is.

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