#storytime with selene

[swabian-princess]

Personal story time: how I learned the hard way to never mix business and private and why it is important to move in silence

Hey girlies,

I think we all know that feeling, something super exciting happend: you got an interview for the job you’ve wanted for ages or you think your boyfriend is going to propose soon.

Well, what’s your first instinct? Correct – tell the good news to the next best person you come around.

I get it, really, but that’s the worst thing you could do. I think many of you agree with me and think, okay – I am not gonna tell just anyone my business, I’ll just tell it my best friend!

F a l s e.

I just had to learn it the really hard way that you can’t trust anyone, not even your best friend.

I know this girl for almost three years – yeah, that’s not that long – but we’ve been inseperable since day one. She literally had her own room with her own bathroom in bfs and my apartment because we spent so much time together.

I was always there for her, after every messy breakup, after every fight with her other friends or her family. When money was tight for her I would always pay for her groceries and toiletries without wanting anything in return. She was like my sister and I really thought that she felt the same for me.

Long story short: I got her a job at my current place and soon after everything went downhill. As many of you know, I work in the medical field in Germany – which means that I work mostly with woman because not many men pursue this career here (besides from MDs ofc).

Slowly, she started to side with the other girls, against me. In the beginning it wasn’t that obvious but whenever some oft he girls had anything to say about me she wouldn’t even bat an eye and try to defend me. Mind you, that’s the girl that told me several times that loyalty means everything to her. I also stopped speaking to at least three people because she got beef with them.

The manager of us girls is a bitter jealous bitch and doesn’t like me because I basically have everything that she wants for herself, yes – she told me that herself and yes, I couldn’t believe my ears.

Anyway, my so called best friend has nothing better to do than to befriend this girl and to talk shit behind my back.

Honestly, I am very heartbroken because of this situation but I won’t beg for anyones friendship or attention.

Please, girls – don’t make the same mistake I did. If there is something on your mind, write it down first so it is out of your head.

You can tell everybody about it after you got your dreamjob and have the engagement ring on your finger!

Also, if you click with a person that already works at your workplace, that's fine - spend time outside of work together but never fucking ever get your other friends a job at your workplace.

I am really excited for the coming weeks and months tho, since I’m most likely gonna quit and either live my best life as a stay at home girlfriend or start over in an office.

Selene

[moonlitenchanteddream]

|[ლIntroduction

About Me~

Name: My name is Selene but you can call me Cherry, or Luna.

Gender and pronouns: female/ she\her.

Ethnicity: Han Chinese.

Nationality: French

Age: Minor

Fav singers: Lana Del Rey and Olivia Rodrigo!!!

Fav Kpop Group: (G)-Idle!

Hobbies: DIY, writing, reading, scrolling, being delulu, watching cdramas, listening to music ....etc.

Dislikes: Cultural Appropriation, Racism, Homophobia, Sexism, Misogyny, Genocide(I am looking at u Israel), etc.

About this blog

I'll be posting about :

Reality Shifting

LOA

The Void State

Some storytimes

Me being delulu and slowly losing my mind

Me going insane about some fictional men

Cdrama stuff

Yap that's it!

PS: I had a Tumblr acc. before but had to delete it. Its name was Cherry x Vanille.

BTW, I am currently looking for friends. So if you are searching for friends, you can text me!!

Okey ILY always byeeee

[notarie37]

If Cinder has three children....

O-K, @courtlung and i always text eachother paragraphs and fandoms we made up or someone else made, and Court sent me this lil’ story 😌👌🏻✨✨

context: 

In our little made up world, Cinder has three children and they’re twins, Michelle and Jaiden, and there’s the youngest one, Kaitlyn.

Michelle is two years old, always watches the Minion movie, and is obsessed with it like me with KAIDER. She is so innocent and sweet and looks up to her mother. Sometimes she has her tantrums but yeah know... She’s only two right now. She loves colouring on anything she can find, like walls, and she enjoys doing it with her twin, Jaiden.

Jaiden is also two- of course, and he loves colouring. At Anytime. With Anyone. On anything. He also looks up to his mother but he loves playing with his father too. Most of the time, you can find him in his lil’ Dino pyjamas, hanging out with the family. Kaitlyn is still young and is trying to understand life, so right now she’s a little ball of cuteness that follows her siblings around and looks down at strangers. She is still crawling so she might take some time when using her stubby little legs.

Story~~

@courtlung made this story so sweet🥺 Ok, so Cinder/Selene has to go to Luna to sort something out, but she always tries to do it super quick so she can come home earlier. So, she leaves for Luna at night this time, and I guess their daughter was really tired from watching the Minions movie all day, so she fell asleep early, but luckily Cinder did kiss her before leaving❤️. So, she wakes up the next morning and is like “...mama?🥺”, because she would usually find her mama there to wake her up, but she didn’t realize that Cinder had left for work on Luna that night. She then gets out of bed and starts waking around the palace in her pjs like “mama?🥺”. And then she just sits down in a small dark closet in the hallway and starts to cry because she can’t find her mama. Then, Kai hears a small faint whimpering from the hallway and looks inside the closet to find their daughter sitting there crying and he’s just like “aw, what’s wrong🥺” and she just looks up at him with tears in her eyes in she’s just like “mama?🥺” and he’s like, “aw, mommy’s not here right now,” and she’s like “where’s mama,” and he’s like “she’s busy doing something right now, but she’ll be back before you know it!” And she’s like “...ok🥺,” and he picks her up from the closet and they go on with the day❤️ THE WHOLESOMENESS 💨💨❤️✨🥺

✨KAIDER WEEBLING✨

[yee-to-my-haw]

Britchester Tales With The Alvaro Twins: E01

Ok so I thought these two deserved their own alternative titles.

So little update:

- They are in Foxbury Institute (because it's got a better engineering program. I mean they call it physics but I decided to call it engineering. And wherever Selene goes, Anthea follows. I hate separating twins.)

- Selene is in 1st year engineering. Anthea is in 1st year Drama.

- On their first weekend, Selene studied all friday while Anthea went drinking to a pub.

- Anthea... has been fucking a lot. Especially while drunk. I hope she's okay. I mean she gets proposals a lot too, it's interesting.

- Party who???? Fucking who??? Selene dont know these hoes he only knows how to study, do homework, write assignments and send assignments.

- He went out once.....to meet a robot. Apollo. They're friends now.

Stay tuned for more updates!

[once-upon-a-campaign]

Selene - Dip in Barbarian

After finishing the Mines of Phandelver, Selene’s love Nundro died, so I took level 5 in barbarian.

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“Go,” Selene urges Kaladin, “we only get so much time with our loved ones.” She swallows down tears, “sometimes we don’t even get that much.”

 She doesn’t wait for his answer; she can’t, not when the whole world is collapsing on her. She flees, thankful no one follows her, and she’s already sobbing before she hits the street. She’s sad, and she’s angry, and she’s bitter, and all of these other emotions that she has no idea how to process. Selune gave her another chance to save him and she failed.

 She took too long: making friends, helping others, fighting dragons. None of it was worth Nundro. Today, watching Keva win an election, she felt regret. When Kwewen helped her to heal some of the victims, it was regret. Selene surprised herself earlier by speaking up, by finally claiming something she hadn’t before. She was a Rockseeker, that family was hers, and she could only claim it now, now that it was too late. Now all that’s left is regret.

 No.

 That’s not quite true. There is something else inside her, brewing like a storm. She’d given into it before and it left her exhausted, numb on the steps in the cave where Nundro died. For a second, the red on her hands made her forget the gray of his lips, the warmth made her forget his chill.

 “She built this city…” she hears through the opening door, and she watches Kaladin exit the bar. Nothing matters. Her world is ending but the world spins on. She feels like she’s being flung from it. She can’t be here. She’s glad he’s leaving with his sister, but it all pales to the brewing storm. She feels it now. It’s in the shaking of her hands, the flush on her face. In the way her whole world has been muted. Her jaw clenches, and it hurts, but if she opens her mouth she is going to scream. She doesn’t have her staff, or her armor, or her pack, but she walks towards the city limits. Though she is not afraid, she trembles. Though she is not thirsty, her throat feels dry. She knows what this is.

 Rage.

 Selene gives in for a second, unclenches her jaw, and lets out a roar in the night. It changes into a howl, and its only later, as her paws clear the city limits, that she realizes she’s turned into a wolf.

 It only quiets hours later, when she succumbs to exhaustion.

 …

 She loses the days, the weeks, to the wolf.

 She takes to the forest every day, avoiding Keva’s attempts at conversation until her mayoral duties pull her away. She doesn’t see the others much, which is fine, really. She spends her time in the forest, and destroys those who seek to harm the village. She destroys those who are trying to rape in the night, to kill others, to sell slaves. She’s a variety of ferocious creatures, but she is most often the Direwolf.

 When she sees red, she doesn’t see gray. Her rage keeps her warm on the cold nights. It’s enough.

 Sometimes, she stumbles out of her wild shape, misjudging the timing, in precarious situations. She’s got a new scar across her back from a thief’s sword. She’s gotten bruises she doesn’t bother to heal. Feeling pain is feeling something, and pain and rage are all she deserves now. They were stupid though, in thinking her smaller form made her tamer, and when she finally had strength again she brought thunder from the skies before bringing the light of the moon down to burn him to ash. She’d eaten his dinner, she’d taken his gold, and she let the wound scar on her back as a reminder.

 …

 She’s getting a dangerous vibe from the creature in the clearing, so she follows his tracks to the fire he’s set up to get a better eye on what he’s up to and if he has allies. If he is a threat to this town, she will take him out. If not, she will move on. The world is getting grayer, and her rage is growing unquenched.

 He's massive.

 Her perception of sizes has changed over the months, but he is still massive. He’s muscles upon muscles, a massive human man, and he’s alone. He wears no armor, only leather pants and a bear claw around his neck. He’s got long thick dark hair, and its braided behind his back. Selene pauses at the edge of the clearing, staring, and he turns away from his fire to her.

 He stares at her, and slowly stands. She’s an elk now, so he may think her prey. He’d be mistaken. She stands still, staring, and he locks eyes with her. He doesn’t reach for his axe. Instead he stares as if he can see beyond her outward shape.

 “You’re no elk.” He says. Selene runs.

 The next time she sees him, he’s moved closer to the river, but still far from Phandalin. She’s a squirrel, and he initially pays her no mind. There is something about him that she is drawn to, despite his dangerous aura, and she can’t figure it out. He’s buried the body’s she left last night, which she’d left as a warning, but he couldn’t have known that. Before she can figure him out, he stands swiftly, drawing his axe.

 “I can feel you watching me, come out and fight.”

 She doesn’t.

 “You won’t take me back, so come and die trying!” He shouts, but no one else is there to hear him.

 She does scurry away, eventually. If he notices that she is the odd one out among the other two squirrels, he does not show it.

 The third time she finds his camp, she is a massive wolf drawn to the scent of food, and the night has escaped her. He is alert to her presence immediately, and stares at her spot in the trees. His fire casts a glow on his body, but his face is covered in shadow.

 “You are the same creature.” He states, lowing his axe. “Have you been sent for me?” she doesn’t answer, she can’t answer in a way he would understand and she has no desire to talk. No desire for much, these days. Not even the rage and the death can fill the empty valley she has become.

 “Likely not, since you seem to have killed half the beings in this forest, but have spared me.” He continues, finally setting his axe down. “I mean no harm to you, or whatever it is you are protecting.” He seems genuine, and she takes a few steps forward, looking down at him. He’s wary, she can tell, but so is she. After another second, they both relax a little bit.

“You can understand me.” He says, still looking up. She closes her eyes and when she opens them again, he’s towering over her.

“A dwarf!” He exclaims.

“Selene.” She offers.

“Bidziil, are you hungry?” Selene nods, and she takes the rabbit leg he offers her. When dinner finishes, she leaves in the form of a black panther. His eyes trace her form, interested in the animals she can become.

“Come find me tomorrow, skinwalker.”

 “You have to hone it in, your rage.” He says to her.

“I’m not-” she starts, aggressively, before cutting herself off.

“You are, I see it in your eyes, in the way your hands shake, in the way you fight.”

“You saw?”

“You didn’t leave much to bury.”

“It’s all I have left,” she confesses in a way she hadn’t been able to do for Keva. She just has the feeling that he’d understand. He wouldn’t spill platitudes and false promises of better days to her.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” Oddly enough, she does want to. She spends that night telling him about Nundro, about the mines and her family. She tells him about the rest of her pack in the town and how she’s taken to protecting them from the outside. How she feels like more of an animal than a dwarf.

 He responds in kind. He tells her of evil deeds. He details the story of his escape and how he found himself in her woods. He has no plans of harming anyone in her territory, but he will not be sent back to the prisons in Neverwinter. He proposes a deal, she add him to her circle of protection while he’s here, and he’ll teach her how to focus her rage.

 She takes it.

 Her nights become brutal in a way they hadn’t been before. He’s allowed her to choose their advisories, but he is vicious when she chooses them. She learns where to hit for more damage, how to hit for more effect, and how to protect herself better without her armor in all her forms. ‘Nonsense, skinwalker, it weighs you down and restricts your movement, it’s a waste of civilization.’ He’d said, as he taught her to be aware of her surroundings. Most importantly, perhaps, he taught her how to be cruel.

 “Sometimes, I’m cruel to send a message,” and yes, she had left him bones to warn him before. “Sometimes, I’m cruel because its faster,” she’s ripped limbs off of one to scare many away before too. “Sometimes, I’m cruel because I want to be.” He finishes. “Because it’s fun.” Slowly, her bouts of rage grow shorter and more honed, and she find room for other emotions. She laughs around the campfire, and she can speak of Nundro without collapsing into tears.

 At his instruction, they hunted then ambushed a pair of bugbears. She lunges forward, biting straight through one’s arm. She turns, sees the fear in his eyes, before locking her jaw on him and thrashing him around until a sharp pain in her jaw makes her realize she’d left a tooth in him. She drops him, and Bidziil walks over with a whistle. He picks her tooth up and holds it up to the light.

“You won’t be needing that anymore, skinwalker.” He laughs. “I’ll hold on to this.”

 The next day, she sees the tooth on a leather strap around his wrist.

 The day after that, he’s gone. He must’ve gotten what he needed from her, but that’s fine, she’s gotten what she needed from him.

[chimi-eos-selene]

Fat cats honestly scare me, but Senri is just so blunt XD

[willow-salix]

Sorry, this is a quickly bashed out, unedited, 1109 words that were sparked by a simple comment from the wonderful @myladykayo that my darling Spaceman demanded I write down when I should have been writing something else entirely (I'm sure it's a plot on his part).

Technology makes the world go round. The human race’s reliance on their computers and gadgets is all consuming and total. John had lost count of the number of rescue calls he had received for situations that were a direct result of their dependence on their phones and tablets, either from walking while looking at their phone or blindly following a GPS into a dangerous place. 

People kept their entire lives in the palm of their hand, they spoke to the friends through their phones, they stored their memories there in the form of pictures, videos and documentation, they kept their worldly wealth at their fingertips, with access 24/7, they had every piece of knowledge they could ever wish for available at the touch of a button. Separation anxiety from their gadget was a very real thing, that same feeling of having left the stove on or the door unlocked, like something was missing.

He could understand that, his whole life revolved around the most advanced computers and technology in existence, none of it mainstream or in use by the general populace. He loved working out the kinks in a new system, loved crafting the perfect programme for his needs. Everything was intuitive to him, it was attuned to his touch, responded to his every command feeling like an extension of his own mind. His craft had always felt connected to him in some way, almost like it was a living, breathing, thinking entity and now, with the inclusion of EOS, it felt even more like it had a soul of its own.

This was his world, this was where he felt comfortable, in control, where he had the surety that he knew whatever the situation, whatever the issue, he could fix it. He was the voice in the sky, the one that answered the desperate calls made from the same technology and he made them a promise, his solemn vow, that he would send help, that they would be OK. And they would, because he was there, and so were his brothers, with their own technology, their highly advanced machines that existed purely to save.

He was the IT guy in the sky, the computer genius that could hack anything and anyone, that could decode machinery from an ancient civilization with his modern means, who could tap into a fix the onboard system of a plane without even having to think about it. Hell, he was the one that had accidentally created the world's most intelligent and self sufficient AI with old university game code. Which was why people found his love of books so strange.

Books were a world of their own, something tangible he could hold in his hand as opposed to something insubstantial that floated in midair, made up of nothing but lights and projections and computer chips. He liked the solid feel of them in his hands, liked the way the paper crinkled under his fingers as he turned each page. He liked the way the letters sat on the muted cream pages and the fact that he could read for hours without the glare of a screen.

Computers didn’t smell, they didn’t have that evocative scent blend of paper, ink and time that invoked images of bookshops and libraries, storage places of knowledge and old worlds that no longer existed, fantastical worlds that had been conjured up entirely from the mind of the author, weaving tales that could hold his interest more completely than any movie or computer game ever could. Books transported you into their pages, sucking you into a world that could be comforting, friendly, scary or just plain disturbing. They could contain love, horror, pain, sadness or hope all in one story.

Books never went wrong, they never let you down. They didn't run out of battery or break if you dropped them, they never picked up a virus or gave a strange access into your life. Books were safe, books were predictable, books were order in the chaos that the world often held.

Books were something that all the Tracy boys had a love and appreciation for, it had been drummed into them from a young age by their parents and grandparents. He remembered storytime on the couch, squashed in the middle of a pile of brothers, sharp limbs sticking into uncomfortable places but going unnoticed as their mother’s soft voice told them stories of magical creatures and selfless heroes, or their fathers deep baritone read out tales of far off countries, action and adventure, giving them a taste of how their lives would eventually become.

Whether he was on earth or in the sky he would always have one close to hand. In what little down time they had he’d most likely be found with a book in his hand. Alone on Five he’d relax in his bunk and read of exotic countries and far off worlds, in the lounge on the island he’d be camped out on a couch with a mug of coffee and a book, if the others were splashing around in the pool or sunbathing he’d be tucked under a sunshade with a book in his lap.

He loved nothing more than stretching out on his soft bed in his peaceful bedroom, feeling the press of gravity urging his aching body into the comforting embrace of mattress and blankets that formed his nest. He’d pick a book from one of their overly stuffed bookshelves, probably one that he’d read a million times before, lying with the window open to the night, to feel the ocean breeze blowing softly across any skin he’d left exposed. His hyperactive mind would finally calm, lulled by the rhythm of eyes moving across words that he knew by heart but could still capture his full attention. Often Selene would curl up beside him, either with a book of her own or just to sleep, her mere presence a soothing balm to his senses. 

Books and the stories they contained were a solid presence that he’d never give up for all the technology in the world. Computers were never foolproof, computers were never as safe as they claimed, he knew that from experience. You could take a book anywhere and it would always do exactly what you wanted it to, nothing more, nothing less. And in this world of unpredictable people, situations and unpleasantness, predictability was something that was worth its weight in gold.

Books and John Tracy might seem like complete opposites, something that really shouldn’t work but he’d found that in all honesty, they were a match made in heaven.

[exposingsmgask]

STORYTIME 😂 it’s worth it I promise. So a while back I sent the ask here about Taylor having a crush on Selena and Justin, and apparently it ended up on that teenhollywood page on instagram. My friend, who is a huge Selenator, sent the post to me and I had to pretend I didn’t know what was going on and let me tell you IT WAS SO AWKWARD 😂 She still does not know it was me who sent that ask, and I’m just like...🙂

😂😂😂 omg

[lesbiananimeism]

i was gonna do the food ones but i check back and they've been done (and i also i might have done them last time??) so: 🎶 🔥 ✏

What is it with you people and asking me about food the only time I eat is for dinner I don’t have satisfying answers for that

🎶 - Top 5 favorite songs?

Ooph uhhh... Awaken the power (Saint Aqours Snow), MY舞☆TONIGHT (Aqours), Storytime (Nightwish), My Selene (Sonata Arctica), and Acquiesce (Oasis) right now. My favourite songs change pretty much constantly it all depends on what kind of mood I am (I mean I have over 50,000 songs and access to a good coupe hundred thousand more I can’t really just choose five for solid opinion).

🔥 - Something spicy you like?

Anything spicy I like, I just like spicy foods. Chili’s actually has these new “heat” options for their chicken and I went in and got the hottest ones on the menu---really fucking good and decently hot.

✏ - Random fact about yourself.

Uh... before taking Japanese in high school I’d actually been self teaching myself for ~five or six years, using my brother’s notes and stuff to help and practicing on Japanese forums while also using it to look for new anime to watch and following mangaka or authors I really liked (it’s actually how I found Love Live! as early as I did ^^’)

[yee-to-my-haw]

Britchester Tales with Wade Cupid: ep #2

I have too many twins but hey I love twins okay? (Time to introduce two other main characters)

So this pair is Selene and Anthea. Dont be fooled by their names. Selene is a cismale. Anthea is a transwoman.

Selene is the oldest so I went with his uni application first and boyyyy- he dont gotta pay for school! His scholarships (900§ total) paid for everything!

As for Anthea... HER TOO!!!! Her scholarships (1200§ total) paid it all!!

[yee-to-my-haw]

Update!

WDYM HE'S SAD?????

Britchester Tales With The Alvaro Twins: E01

Ok so I thought these two deserved their own alternative titles.

So little update:

- They are in Foxbury Institute (because it's got a better engineering program. I mean they call it physics but I decided to call it engineering. And wherever Selene goes, Anthea follows. I hate separating twins.)

- Selene is in 1st year engineering. Anthea is in 1st year Drama.

- On their first weekend, Selene studied all friday while Anthea went drinking to a pub.

- Anthea... has been fucking a lot. Especially while drunk. I hope she's okay. I mean she gets proposals a lot too, it's interesting.

- Party who???? Fucking who??? Selene dont know these hoes he only knows how to study, do homework, write assignments and send assignments.

- He went out once.....to meet a robot. Apollo. They're friends now.

Stay tuned for more updates!

[yee-to-my-haw]

Anthea! (And yes, my girl is riding a motorcycle)

Selene! (Riding a bike from S3 reconverted to S4)

Britchester Tales with Wade Cupid: ep #2

I have too many twins but hey I love twins okay? (Time to introduce two other main characters)

So this pair is Selene and Anthea. Dont be fooled by their names. Selene is a cismale. Anthea is a transwoman.

Selene is the oldest so I went with his uni application first and boyyyy- he dont gotta pay for school! His scholarships (900§ total) paid for everything!

As for Anthea... HER TOO!!!! Her scholarships (1200§ total) paid it all!!

[yee-to-my-haw]

Update!!

- The roles have been reversed. Selene started fucking around during their break. Anthea took a headstart and started doing assignments right off the bat. She's done and classes havent even started yet.

- it's okay because it seems that since she slowed down on the shagging, she had time to notice that bald tatted girl that was flirting with her

- GIRLFRIENDS???? Maybe???? Soon???? Can Anthea keep her A+ GPA and get a girlfriend? I mean if my Himbo can keep his good gpa so can she, right?

Stay tuned for more updates...

Britchester Tales With The Alvaro Twins: E01

Ok so I thought these two deserved their own alternative titles.

So little update:

- They are in Foxbury Institute (because it's got a better engineering program. I mean they call it physics but I decided to call it engineering. And wherever Selene goes, Anthea follows. I hate separating twins.)

- Selene is in 1st year engineering. Anthea is in 1st year Drama.

- On their first weekend, Selene studied all friday while Anthea went drinking to a pub.

- Anthea... has been fucking a lot. Especially while drunk. I hope she's okay. I mean she gets proposals a lot too, it's interesting.

- Party who???? Fucking who??? Selene dont know these hoes he only knows how to study, do homework, write assignments and send assignments.

- He went out once.....to meet a robot. Apollo. They're friends now.

Stay tuned for more updates!

[yee-to-my-haw]

It's official, they're dating now.

(And they're matching!!! I realized that after but its really cute! Cow print for the win!)

Britchester Tales With The Alvaro Twins: E01

Ok so I thought these two deserved their own alternative titles.

So little update:

- They are in Foxbury Institute (because it's got a better engineering program. I mean they call it physics but I decided to call it engineering. And wherever Selene goes, Anthea follows. I hate separating twins.)

- Selene is in 1st year engineering. Anthea is in 1st year Drama.

- On their first weekend, Selene studied all friday while Anthea went drinking to a pub.

- Anthea... has been fucking a lot. Especially while drunk. I hope she's okay. I mean she gets proposals a lot too, it's interesting.

- Party who???? Fucking who??? Selene dont know these hoes he only knows how to study, do homework, write assignments and send assignments.

- He went out once.....to meet a robot. Apollo. They're friends now.

Stay tuned for more updates!