#the last yr of my twenties yeah

[khodorkovskaya]

09.07.23

so i met up with the ukrainian guy! backstory for those who missed it: his mum gave my mum his number and i texted him "hey let's hang out".

so we met at the trainstation and went to the lake. and honestly...? idk if he was just shy but like he was so uninteresting. just like no flavour. i kept asking him questions like "what do you do in your free time?" "do you do any sports?" "do you have any hobbies" etc etc. and the response to everything was "i don't really do much".

i was a bit weirded out cos like... what does he do in life? he's never had even a little student job (i told him that i used to give lessons, volunteer, catsit, hostessing, etc. when i was a teen), he doesn't have any hobbies (he said he likes to watch football but like that's it), he doesn't have a lot of friends (he follows classes online and only goes to uni if there's a group project or sth like that). idk i was just confused. and he said that he doesn't really study that much and gets average grades, so it's not like his life is taken over by uni. like what does he do?

so yeah, he was just like this dude who likes football and listens to french rap and has no personality. again, maybe he was just shy. but idk. he was just so plain. i have to say, his mother was right, he was tall and handsome. but since he was so uninteresting, i just could not see him as attractive. he gave off virgin vibes idk. not in a way like "looool what a virgin loser", but like idk he just lacked any kind of attractive energy, you know what i mean? like there's a huge difference when you talk to teens/men in their early 20s vs men in their late twenties and older. like there's more of this "sexual tension" feeling, idk how to explain it. like "older" guys are more sort of like at ease with their body language and stuff and the way they talk to women. whereas this guy gave off highschooler vibes. not in a mean way, but he was just like undercooked, you know? like a teenager.

it's weird bc he reminded me a lot of this friend i had in high school. well he was more of my zurich friend's friend. but it was funny bc i set up a date for him. i had these two friends in my class, one serbian girl and one croatian girl. and i wanted to set up the serbian girl with this guy, so we went for a walk the four of us. and then me and the croatian girl just like left the two alone. it didn't work out and was super awkward but it was hilarious. and then, the funny thing is! the guy went to serbia that summer and got an std! and that was the last time id heard of him. he used to post stories from some generic clubs in the balkans on instagram from time to time. but now idk what he's up to. but yeah, the guy i went on a "date" with reminded me a lot of him in like his way of speaking and holding himself.

oh also he knew my zurich friend! it's weird bc it seems like all russian speakers know each other! all of them went to russian school when they were kids. it's weird bc when we came here my mum wanted us to integrate as much as possible, so we never went to any russian speaking events, she never signed me up for russian classes or anything like that. but like there's a whole community of russians/ukrainians/moldovans that hang out together all the time and they're all childhood friends. and i feel like ive missed out a bit bc everyone knows everyone and im just there like 😅

other than that, today father paul was celebrating 50 yrs of being a priest. and guys the liturgy today was so good! the choir really ate!

also bishop irinei of western europe came to visit and idk he gave off weird vibes. ive seen his youtube shorts and idk he's weird.

also there was cake! and it looked really good! so i wanted to take a piece but they said that it hadn't been blessed yet. so i was like okay, i'll wait. and it was 35 degrees today and we were all outside with no shade and no water. so i waited for this cake for like 20 minutes and it felt like hours. and when they finally blessed it, everyone got a piece and there wasn't any left for me!

but there was a lot of other food too like there were these two balkan ladies who made sarma and it was like 10/10. and there were also all different kinds of what i guess was pirozki..? and some other ethnic cuisine i didn't quite understand. probably armenian/georgian? like they had pies and rice and all kinds of good stuff. and there were the usual russian dishes like borsh and russian salad. and someone made avocado toast too so i was like yum. it was all really good!

it was a shame it was so hot tho bc i was like oo finally im gonna try and socialise and maybe make friends. but there was no shade! so i ate as quick as possible and ran to the nearest water fountain bc it was unbearable. i managed to talk to these two ladies who i think were of russian origin but didn't speak russian. their names were alla and ksenia and we talked for a bit about how father paul is really nice. but yeah that's it, it was too hot.

then i got home, lay on the bed and ended up taking a 5 hour nap... it was wild. i woke up at 6pm and felt like i just got run over by a bus. and now im all tired and disoriented. and it's still 30 degrees outside! i can't with this heat!

btw look at what father emilian posted today what a slay

[randomoranges]

i was going to keep this for M2 day. in fact, i did not think i would finish this part in time. yet, in one sitting, i managed to write it it all. it was super smooth and easy. i had forgotten how that could go. writing has been hard recently and ive been trying to get back into it slowly without pushing myself. so the fact that i was able to go at it in one shot surprised me. therefore, i figured i could celebrate and post it today. will i be able to write the next one in time for m2 day, who knows haha but i have other things for that

anyways, can't believe it's been nearly a yr since i last updated. ive had this scene on rotisserie in my mind for ages. this fic has lived in my head for years. will i ever finish it is the real question haha

amnesia au part 195

About an hour or so later, Edward offered to drive Étienne home. Étienne refused at first, not wanting to bother him, but Edward had insisted, saying that it was late and that he didn’t like the idea of Étienne having to wait for a bus and aggravating his leg. It was cold as well and Edward knew how much Étienne did not like to be stuck outside any longer than necessary. Plus, it meant they could spend a little bit more time together and Étienne was not about to say no to that.

The drive back was pleasant and Étienne wasn’t apprehending being back in the apartment that never quite felt like home as much as he normally did. Maybe it was the turn of events of the evening that had put him in a better mood, or maybe Edward reaching for his hand at every red light made it all the better, he didn’t know, but he wasn’t about to complain.

When they finally made it to his place, Étienne thought for sure that Edward would wish him a good night and then be off, but instead, he was surprised when Edward parked the car and then made to get out.

“I’ll walk you to your door,” he explained when Étienne offered him a quizzical look.

And okay, Étienne was charmed by the utter gallantry of it all.

“You don’t have to,” he deflected for good measure, but Edward waved him off and went as far as going to open the door for him. It was a good thing it was dark out, for Edward wouldn’t be able to see the flush on his cheeks.

“As cliché as this is going to sound, I had a really nice evening and I’m glad we’re giving this another shot,” Étienne said once they made it to his door as he fiddled with his keys not sure exactly what the protocol was. Part of him wanted the evening to linger just a little more and invite Edward inside, but he was also tired, he needed to feed Mercury and he had medication he needed to take. He knew he could do all those things with Edward present, but he also wasn’t sure he’d want Edward to leave again or that he was ready for Edward to see him go about his nightly rituals.

“Me too.”

Edward reached for his hands again, stilling them in their nervous movements and Étienne focused instead on Edward and he couldn’t help but smile timidly at him. He felt like they had gone back twenty years ago, when they’d been a little bit awkward and unsure around each other, but he didn’t mind and thought that this was endearing in its own special way.

If this was a cruel dream, then he never wanted to wake from it.

“Are you free on Wednesday? Maybe we could go out for dinner – nothing too complicated.” Edward suggested, still holding on to Étienne’s hands, their warmth a source of comfort. Maybe Edward didn’t want the evening to end either and he was stalling with time, looking for excuses to stay just a little bit longer.

“Like on a date?” Étienne asked, his lips curling into a smile.

Edward laughed, “Yeah, like on a date.”

His laughter was contagious and Étienne nodded, giddy. He didn’t think he’d ever go on a date with Edward ever again and he could only hope that it would go better than their last… (It had to. Lord, it absolutely had to.)

“Perfect; we can figure out the logistics over the week. I’ll let you get some rest.”

Before he could go, Étienne tugged on his hands and then pulled Edward to him for a tight hug. He could do this again, after all. They were going on a date. Edward had kissed him. They were giving each other another chance.

It was as if Étienne was realising the magnitude of everything that had happened over the course of the evening at once and he was frankly a little dizzy by it all and so he held on to him and furrowed his face in Edward’s neck for the briefest of moments while his mind calmed down.

“Text me when you get home, please?” He asked when he resurfaced, settling once more on Edward’s face. He was still handsome – would probably always be in his biased opinion and he couldn’t help but be a glutton for a caress he hadn’t been able to give in far too long.

“Of course.”

Edward knew he’d worry otherwise, some leftover trauma from the accident, and honestly, Edward couldn’t say he blamed him. He’d asked Étienne once what he’d done when they hadn’t really been talking and Étienne had admitted that even then he’d worried, despite trying not to and telling himself that it was no longer his problem.

“I guess I’ll see you on Wednesday then,” Étienne told him, soft smile back on his face.

“And I hope to hear from you before then,” he teased, making Étienne laugh.

“Of course,” he parroted back and then, because he could again, he pulled Edward close for a kiss that Edward was more than happy to return. He was quickly getting used to these again and was only a little disappointed when they both stepped back.

“Drive safely,” he said as he watched Edward head back towards his car. He bit back other words that threatened to spill from his mouth and swallowed them back. There would be time to reintroduce them later. He waved at Edward as he entered the car and only once he had driven off did he go inside, happy to find Mercury.

Étienne distracted himself with his little odd tasks as he waited for Edward’s text, even managed to take Mercury out for a quick walk and by the time he was back home for good, he found a message on his phone waiting to quell the small thrum of anxiety that had settled in him when Edward had driven off.

“Back home safe and sound. Sweet dreams x”

He smiled to himself, relieved, as he settled in his couch, Mercury using his lap as a makeshift pillow before he answered back.

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[bugmin]

my little brother and i took an edible last night and walked to publix to buy hot cheetos coz we wanted snacks for a movie and we had to get ice for our mom. so im baked to high heaven in the self checkout paying for our shit and when we go to leave , an employee (some 60 yr old woman) jumps in front of me which first of all startled the shit out of me. idk abt yall but i dont like ppl popping up in my face w no warning. "u pay for the ice??? u pay for the ice??" im obviously caught off guard but i just say "yes ma'am" and she snatches the receipt out my damn hands 😭 but what am i gonna do. so i point to it and tell her "see, i paid for the ice. it's right there." i stg this woman goes "this isn't yours. yeah, no, this isn't yours." okay now ur getting on my nerves. cause what the fuck do u mean i found a perfectly crisp white receipt for hot cheetos and a bag of fucking ice and i decided to rob y'all's ass with it. huh??? a little irked now, i say "yes, it is. check the the time, that is my receipt. we literally just paid for all this." after inspecting it like she's trying to verify a fucking rothco or something she starts saying like "oh well i thought there was more you guys didn't scan coz i didn't see the ice on (whatever fucking gadget she had) so yeah" i say "okay. whatever. have a good night 😐" and we leave. i think she called out something like "sorry!" but i just wanted out of that building. twenty minutes later my brother and i are walking in silence when i admit "im not even gonna lie to u im still thinking abt that lady at publix" and he goes "I KNEW IT HAHAHA" bitch i'm on an edible and i just personally got accused of stealing 😭😭😭 that was a vibe killer to the highest degree

[suckitsurveys]

Are you any good at packing a suitcase?: I manage.

What are you hungry for right now, if anything?: I want waffles.

Have you ever had a white hot chocolate? What did you think?: I’m not a fan of white chocolate in large doses like that.

What will you be doing in twenty minutes from now? Probably still working on this survey, or another one. I’m also working, so I answer questions in between job things.

Is there anybody in your house’s bathroom right now?: Nope. Maybe a cat?

Do you ever get eczema: Yeah, on my hands.

What’s your opinion on Miley Cyrus’ new look?: What new look?

Have you ever witnessed a serious physical fight?: Honey, I went to school in Chicago.....

How much does gas cost in your area?: Depends on the gas station but it’s under $5 I think.

Are you a fidgety sort of person?: Yes.

What was the last thing you ordered at a restaurant?: Sushi.

Do you know how the politics of your country work? Yeah.

How do you like to spend your alone time?: Watch TV mostly, or play on my phone.

Have you ever mowed a lawn?: Yes.

Is there anyone you would do literally anything for?: Yup.

On average, how many hours a day do you spend online?: I mean, I am basically connected to some form of internet all day. Phone, computer, TV...

Have you ever done a “knock-and-run” prank?: Ding Dong Ditch?

When was the last time you were yelled at? What had you done wrong?: I don’t remember thankfully.

Do you enjoy corn on the cob?: Not really. It gets stuck in my teeth. I’d rather eat it off the cob.

Is there anything good on television at this very moment?: Who knows.

What’s your mood like today?: Tired and annoyed.

Have you ever bought alcohol or cigarettes for someone underage?: Technically. I got cigarettes for a friend, but they were literally not even half a year younger than me. I just happened to turn 18 first. They turned 18 like 5 months later.

If you haven’t, would you ever do so? I wouldn’t do it now, because “underage” is WAY younger than me and I’m not about that shit.

Under what circumstances do you think it would be okay?: I mean, in the circumstances I did it in I don’t think that is that big of a deal. Or like, a parent letting their 20 yr old have a beer or something.

Do you do your laundry regularly, or do you let it pile up?: I do it every Sunday basically.

Did you ever play Habbo Hotel when you were younger?: Nope.

What about Neopets?: A little.

Have you ever had the privilege of sleeping in a waterbed?: I have. My aunt had one when I was a kid.

Have you ever had to comfort a friend over the death of a loved one?: Yeah.

When did you last watch fireworks? Did you kiss someone underneath?: On the 4th, and I think so?

In your opinion, what’s the ideal age to start having children?: I literally don’t care when you pop out a crotch goblin. You do you, bro

Have you ever stabbed a friend in the back, intentionally or not?: I don’t think so. Nothing serious, anyway.

Do you have a last.fm account? If so, what’s your opinion of it?: No.

Are you a seafood person?: It’s my favorite food.

Have you ever had to lick a ton of postage stamps and envelopes?: Yeah.

What’s the longest you’ve ever slept in one go?: 16 hours, maybe?

Do you check the weather forecast everyday?: Not every day, no. Usually only when I have something coming up that week or something.

What did you have for breakfast this morning?: A banana and two muffin bars.

Have you ever dated someone with an accent different than yours? No.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever smelled?: I don’t know.

How long does your phone last before needing to be charged?: Depends.

Have you ever worked two jobs at once?: No.

Who does most of the housework around your house?: Mark.

How many glasses of water do you drink a day?: Enough.

Documentaries: interesting or boring?: Depends.

What brand is your desktop or laptop?: Dell.

Have you ever spoken badly about someone then realized they were behind you: Probably.

Do you enjoy the smell and taste of cinnamon?: I do.

Who were you last in a car with and where were you going?: My niece. We went to Target and got bubble tea.

How old is your youngest cousin?: If we are talking strictly first cousins, I am the youngest.

When was the last time you ate tacos?: Last weekend.

Does caffeine affect you, or not so much?: Not really.

Who was the last person you annoyed?: I’m sure my coworkers lol.

What is your favorite flavor of cake?: Carrot cake, or cheesecake if you count that as cake.

Do you make your bed everyday?: Nope.

[fujunfuren]

A year older, had a good sleep, got my fav choc banana cake, sushi bake + all the good food, caught up with some dramas, reached follower’s milestone. A fulfilling bday indeed. Grateful ❤️💕

[nctsplug02]

Can I request dad!johnny? he cheated with y/n so they broke up and 3 yrs later he saw y/n with their son (y/n a single mom) but johnny isnt still aware of it that it’s his kid? Angst-fluff maybe? Thank you!

get your popcorns ready, this is gonna be a long story.

genre: angst, fluff

—

You and your son were waiting in line for some ice cream, he heard the ice cream truck and asked to get some, of course you agreed since it was so hot outside. “Hello,” you greeted the man in the ice cream truck. “Hi, what can I get for you today?” He asks and you hum. “I think I’ll get vanilla. What do you want, baby?” You ask your three year old. “Can I get the brown one?”

The man chuckles and nods before heading back into his truck to get the ice creams. “Okay, here you two are! It’ll be five bucks.” You hand the man a five dollar bill before bidding your goodbyes.

“Y/n?” You turn your head to the direction where your name was called. “Oh, Mark? Taeil?” You’re shocked to see your olds friends standing in line, waiting to order their ice creams. “So it is you! Hyung, you owe me twenty bucks,” Taeil rolls his eyes at the youngster and nods.

“Anyways, how’ve you been? It’s been so long!” The young boy cheers. “I’ve—,” you feel your dress get tugged on. “Mommy, who are they?” Your son asks, hiding behind you. “These.. um,” you look back at Mark and taeil. “They are my friends from a long time ago.” You smile at the two men in front of you.

“Wait, your a mom now? Wow!” Mark covers his mouth in shock. “Mark, youre too loud.” Taeil tells him, Mark apologizes and lowers his voice. “Uh, yeah.. I’m a mom now.” Mark crouches down and holds a fit out to your son. “Hi, buddy! I’m mark!” Your son tilts to the side to look at Mark. He looks up at you who just smiles down at him. “I’m Sungchan.” Your son quietly introduces himself and hi-fives Marks fist.

“Nice to meet you, sungchan.” Mark giggles at the three year olds shyness. “Where are you guys off to?” Taeil asks while Mark tried to start a conversation with the three year old. “Just back to the park, what about you guys?” You point to the park that had no people. “Well, we came here to get some ice cream for us and the others, so we’re headed back.. over there.”

He points to a place behind the cars that were all parked and lined up. “Oh, who’s all over there with you guys? Maybe I’ll come with and say hello to them.” You smile at him, thinking about the others that you hadn’t seen either. “Well, there’s taeyong, Jeno, yuta, Doyoung, and Johnny.” He lists them out, you pause at the last name.

“O—oh, um, actually I think me and Sungchan are just gonna head home after this.” You hug Sungchan to your leg. “Oh, well. Here, how about we swap numbers so you can come over tonight? I mean, we are throwing a little party.” You think about it, what could go wrong with reuniting with some old friends?

“Sure! I mean, it’s been years since we’ve all talked and seen each other, so why not?” He laughs a little and pulls his phone out. You and him swap numbers before you and Sungchan left home.

Mark and Taeil walk back to the little group with ice cream cones in their hands. “Okay, take your ice creams! Me and Taeil have to tell you guys who we just met.” They all take their ice cream and wait for Mark to continue.

“We bumped into y/n at the ice cream truck, she looks better than ever!” Mark announces with a giggle.

——

Later that night, Taeil had texted you, telling you to come over for a bit. You got worried and asked if you could bring Sungchan, he said yes and that he didn’t mind.

You got Sungchan out of the car and knocked on the door. The door swings open and you see Mark at the door. “Aye! You actually came!” He gasps when he sees the three year old standing besides you. “Ahh! Sungchan!” He giggles and starts to jump. “Hi, Mark.” You giggle at how excited he was to see your son.

Mark shuts the door after letting the two of you in. “Are you hungry? Yeah, okay. Why don’t you go play with uncle Mark while mommy grabs you some food, yeah?” Your son nods and looks up at Mark. “Let’s go!” Sungchan grabs Marks hand and allows Mark to take him to the basement.

You sigh and start looking around for the kitchen. “Oh,” you find the kitchen filled with food that they had just barbecued. You hum and start looking for plates, paper plates are sitting on the counter which you grabbed. You filled with plate up with some chicken and rice. You reheat the cold food and while waiting a voice scares you.

“Y/n?” Oh, you knew that voice, you knew it well.

You turned around to see your ex lover standing in shock by the door frame. “Johnny, hi.” You inhale sharply. “Is.. is that your kid?” He points behind him.

- few moments ago -

Johnny sighs and opens the bathroom door. “Yo! Watch out, man!” Mark yells and pushes the tall man back into the bathroom. “Woah, who’s kid is that?” Johnny asks pointing to the three year old.

“Mhm.” You nod confirming his question. “Oh, well, how’ve you been—?”

beep, beep, beep.

The microwave saves the awkward moment. “I’ve been good, how about you?” You grab the food out of the microwave. “I’ve been.. good too.” He nods and tucks his hands in his pockets. “That’s good. Can you show me where the basement is?” He nods and gestures you to follow him.

Entering the basement, you could see your son playing with Mark. “Oh, my god! Y/n? It’s been so long!” Jungwoo gasps and sits up, running over to you and hugging you. “Hi Jungwoo!” You giggle and pst his back as he swayed you back and forth. “Gosh! So that baby must be yours, huh?” You nod and scrunch your face up. “Okay, well I see you have a plate of food so, go on.”

You walk over to Mark and Sungchan who are playing with some action figures. “Channie, come eat food.” You sit down and place the plate down. “Okay, mommy.” He crawls over to you and sits in front of you. “Here, ahh.” You open your mouth and so does he. “Omm, nom nom nom.” Your son giggles at your food noises.

——

After feeding your son, your son got tired and wanted to go home. “Hey guys, me and Sungchan are gonna head home. He’s getting really tired and cranky.” The guys frown and whine, not wanting you to leave just yet. “I’ll see you guys next time, okay?” Mark walks you to your car with Sungchan in his arms.

“Okay, bye y/n. Drive safe, alright?” You giggle and nod. “I’m not that bad of a driver, Mark. But yes, don’t worry. Goodnight Mark, don’t drink too much.” He laughs and nods. “Okay, mom,” he jokes, “goodbye channie, see you soon! Bye buddy!” He waves the little boy off before running back inside as you drove off.

——

For days your son had begged you nonstop if he could spend the night at Marks, and honestly, you didn’t know if Mark would be up for it or if he would be able to take care of your three year old. “Okay, I’ll call uncle Mark to see if he lets, okay?” The three year old cheers and nods.

You pick up your phone and start calling Mark.

“Hey, what’s up y/n?” The man sounded so lively. “Hi Mark, can I ask you something?” The boy nods and hums. “Okay, so lately Sungchan had been asking and begging for me to let him sleep at your place, so is it alright if Sungchan sleeps at your place? For like, a day?”

The man on the other line freaks. “Dude, of course! Send me your address I’ll come pick him up.” You giggle at his excitement, him and Sungchan are growing up as best friends. “Alright, ill send it.” The other line goes silent, bitch hung up.

“Channie! Go get ready! Uncle Mark is coming to pick you up!” The little boy cheers and runs into his room, quickly packing some of his toys and some clothes.

“Im ready, mommy!” He says with his backpack on and his shoes on the wrong way. “Good job, baby! Let’s go wait for uncle Mark outside, yeah?” He nods and runs towards the front door.

You and him are outside, youre sitting on the steps while he sat next to you. “It’s a pretty day, isn’t it?” Your son nods and looks at the flowers that were planted by the big tree in front of your house, it had a swing on it from your childhood.

A car pulls up and you grab Sungchan hand. “Oh, it’s uncle mark.” You let his hand go as he slowly walks down the stairs and then runs to his uncle. “Uncle Mark!” He jumps into the mans arms and makes the older man giggle. “Hey buddy!” He lifts up the three year old and looks over at you, who is walking towards them.

“Hey Mark, take good care of my baby, okay? He’s the only one I’m having.” Mark and you laugh, but soon after he nods. “Hey y/n?” You look in the car to see Johnny sitting in the passenger seat. “Oh, hey Johnny, didn’t see you.” He slightly laughs and then looks back in his lap. “Alright, ready to go, buddy?” The three year old nods.

“You go and be good, okay? If someone tells me you were being a bad boy, then you don’t get to go back to uncle Marks, got it?” The little on nods. “Okay, give mommy a kiss.” You turn your head and point to your cheek. You pull away when you feel his little lips press against it. “Okay, bye bye, baby.” You ruffle his hair. “Bye mommy!”

——

Later that night, you had ran to that store for some food and bumped into someone very attractive. You and him swapped numbers and starts going on dates after that. While on those dates, Mark would babysit for you, you offered to pay him for every time he watch your son but he didn’t accept it.

Tonight was a rainy night, you and jaehyun couldn’t go on a date so you both decided to stay in with Sungchan.

- a little recap of their night -

“Happy 8 month anniversary, babe.” Jaehyun says and clinks his wine glass with yours. “Happy 8 months, baby.” You take a small swig. “Mommy, happy happy day.” Sungchan holds up his cup of apple juice. “Aww, happy happy day, baby.” You giggled and clinked your cup with his.

——

It was so late and the rain made the three of you guys so sleepy, so the three of you ended up sleeping early.

A sudden faint knock could be heard from the living room. You sit up frantically, another knock. “Who the f.. it’s so late..” you groan and get out of bed, making your way down to the front door with a bat in your hand.

“Johnny?” You see Johnny standing in front of your door all soaked, he looked.. intoxicated. “Y/n..” he slurred and wobbled, he couldn’t even hold himself up. “Johnny, it’s late, what are you doing in front of my door at this time?” He laughs but it sounded broken. “I.. I miss you so much..”

he was just drunk talking, you said to yourself.

“Johnny, should I call Mark—?” He quickly shakes his head. “No, please don’t. If you do then he’ll yell at me.” You sigh, the cold breeze making your legs shiver. “I just miss you so much, I miss holding you at night, I miss the way you kissed me, please just take me back—“ you stopped his rambling, his drunk rambling.

“No, johnny, you don’t get to do this! I’ve finally healed after 4 years of our break up. I was so heartbroken that you cheated on me with some random chick from the bar. I was so hurt that you hid it from me and that I had to find out from Renjun and Chenle. This ain’t fair, johnny!” He laughs and nods. “He’s my son, isn’t he?” Great, a new topic.

“So what if he is? It doesn’t matter anymore, you were never in the picture anyway so why does it matter?” He looks up at you. “He’s my son—“ you shake your head. “No he isn’t, he isn’t. He may have your blood but he isn’t your son.” Silence took over, all that could be heard was the raining showering. “Just leave, please? I don’t want to ever see you again.” He steps closer with tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Y/n, please let’s just talk—“ the door opens wider. “She said to leave.” Johnny looks at the man besides you and then back at you. “Alright, I’m sorry..” Johnny turns back around and walks out of your property.

Jaehyun closes the door shut and is immediately taken into your embrace. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He shakes his hand and taps on your thigh, telling you to jump, so you do. “It’s okay, let’s just go back to bed.” He says carrying you back up to your room.

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a/n: i got really tired and confused at the end. hopefully you can see where i ran out of words and ideas for this story. and by confused i mean like, not knowing anymore words, not knowing what to write and etc. hopefully i can fix this and make it better because it isn’t really that good. I’ll try my best next time! :)

[dykefever]

laura hiiiii hiii heyy seeing you post about wanting asks is like omigosh i get to fangirl !! those celebs have NOTHING on when dykesiriusblack says send me things actually actually im knocking through w chocolate and w a hii and w a how are youuu tell me about wet leg !! how was thatt nd the art galleries and honestly everything else !! keep reading yr posts like yr on so many little adventures everyday like yr on tour i love it i love you tell me things <3333

HI LAYLA hi!!!!! the chocolate is soooo delicious and whenever YOU come in my inbox it’s the best day ever i giggle and twirl my hair like omg :-) wet leg was SO good they sound really cool live and rhian’s voice is brilliant which you don’t get to hear as much on the record compared to live imo! the moshing was WILD tho like really intense but still fun !!

under the cut cause this got long n i added some pictures hehe

art galleries are SLAY im having so much fun just walking around looking at stuff and like ?? seeing world famous paintings too?? but also just all the work i’m seeing is incredible AH i saw birth of venus today and i saw the kiss in vienna seen john singer sargent and van gogh and just yeah it’s so cool !!

i feel like i am doing so many things all the time which is like wild and super fun there is always so much to see and do and people to meet n stuff. like it’s a pretty unforgettable experience!! i am tired tho and i cried the other day when i couldnt insert a twenty euro note into the laundry machine thing and reception wouldn’t give me change <3 little things build up and become v overwhelming in a way they wouldn’t at home lmao BUT yeah overall having the time of my fucking life and drinking delicious wine and too much beer bc it’s cheap! tell me how you’re doing please right now that’s a demand !! xxxxx

here is birth of venus and the BOMB ass carbonara +caprese i ate last night and statue of david (he was incredible?? was not expecting to be like. so mesmerised by him. which is bold of me frankly!)

[mermaidsirennikita]

HR book recs for leads with an age gap (as in 15 yrs + kind of age gap, since a 10 year age gap is fairly standard)?

I gotta few!

What I Did For A Duke by Julie Anne Long--lmao definitely, she's like... 20ish, he's pushing 40. To me this is a perfect age gap romance, because you get the kind of... taboo nature of him being experienced and teaching her things while also enjoying the "he is unmanned by her" aspects.

After Dark with The Duke by Julie Anne Long--Heroine is 25, Hero is 42. I think he has a grown son who's maybe a few years younger than her? But yeah, she's a scandalous opera singer and he's an uptight duke who is hopelessly turned on by her. There's this great scene after they fuck for the first time and she's in his office and they have a very normal conversation and before she leaves he's like "oh also. I found your hairpin on my floor. So like. If you want to come back. And see if there are other hairpins in my room. Feel free."

Whitney, My Love by Judith McNaught--15 year age gap. Personally, I like this book, and it is a classic... But it's very long, and if you get your hands on the original, unedited version, he does rape her. It's a "rape but she enjoys it" thing, but it's rape.

Lady Sophia's Lover by Lisa Kleypas--I believe this one has a heroine in her early to mid twenties and a hero pushing 40. She's basically trying to seduce him out of revenge due to something he did to her family, and it's a lot of fun. He's a widower/lawman hero, she's a disgraced lady who works in his household.

Dearest Rogue by Elizabeth Hoyt--The age gap here isn't quite where you want it (I think it's around 12 years--he's 33 and she's 21) but you get a lot of the age gap fun because he's also her bodyguard and is very "OH MY GOD WHAT AM I DOING I HAVE RUINED HER" whenever they do something sexual. I think he like. Dry humps her to mutual completion very spontaneously at one point? And the next day they're like that monkey puppet side eye meme in the carriage. In stone cold silence lmao.

Gentle Rogue by Johanna Lindsey--I wanna say this is a 15 year age gap? It's old and problematic and it's been way too long since I last read it to tell you how problematic it is... I'm guessing dubcon/rape-but-she-enjoyed-it, because Johanna Lindsey... But it is a classic.

A Kingdom of Dreams by Judith McNaught--I want to say the heroine is 17 and the heroine is 30ish? Which, yes, she is underage, but it is also a medieval romance written in the 80s, and it's fucking good. I prefer this to Whitney, My Love. There's some dubcon but it's honestly pretty mild.

Seducing A Stranger by Kerrigan Byrne--Morley is like... 40/nearly 40, and Pru is in her early twenties, I believe. It's... a lot. You have the "he loses himself in this girl" angle, and he does in fact penetrate and come inside her within like half an hour of meeting her, so like. Yay! She gets pregnant, there's a marriage of convenience and a murder mystery, he's very mad at himself about it.

The Chasing of Eleanor Vane by Sierra Simone--A novella, I know you can find it in Duke I'd Like to F... not sure if you can find it independently (but the collection is worth it). He's definitely in his 40s or thereabout, she's probably early twenties as she's engaged to his nephew and ward. HOT. Also, both main characters are bi, I believe.

My Dirty Duke by Joanna Shupe--Another novella from the above collection. Lmao this shit... is so hot. I cannot. Even. He's literally her father's best friend so the age gap is significant. I want to say he's around 40 and she's... 18? 20 max. But she basically propositions him and he's like I COULD NOT POSSIBLY but as it turns out... he could definitely.

Duke of Pleasure by Elizabeth Hoyt--Honestly, I'm not 100% sure on the age gap in this one, but I want to say the heroine is 21 and the hero is a widower and man of action so like... I assumed he was in his thirties. She's also spent a lot of time disguised as a boy so she's not very used to being treated as a lady~. There is a very memorable scene where he's all "pretend you're blowing me so that everyone assumes I'm just getting head from a random and they move on"... while they're on a mission~? And she's like nah I'm just gonna actually blow you lmao. I think this precedes them actually hooking up so it's A DOOZY.

[simonsrosebud]

What’s the first fight like? What’s it over?

the first time they fight it’s because of exy.  go figure.

it’s championship season (reminder: kevin is in his 4/5 yr), and they’ve managed to get just as far as last year.  except their opponents know what they’re facing now, and they’ve got four troublemaker freshmen who have never gotten this far.

which means night practices start up again for the first time since last year.

which also means kevin hasn’t seen dalton in a week.  and dalton is annoyed about it.

so, when he’s finally invited to the suite one night he’s excited.  “forget about me?”  he kisses kevin into the mattress, and when he goes to tease him some more kevin shushes him with a laugh and kisses him.

“shut up, stud.  only got your lips until ten.”

what?

dalton pulls off.  “what’d you mean?”

kevin isn't fazed.  “we’ve got night practice.  don’t have time to waste.”  dalton doesn’t let him get another kiss in.  “what?”

he falls to kevin’s side and sits up.  “did you really invite me over for forty minutes just to go off and play more exy after?”  kevin looks caught on words.  “i haven’t seen you in seven days, kevin.  at all.  we’ve only talked twice.”

“i’m sorry, but it’s finals and we’ve got to step it up even more than last year.  i’ve been a little more busy.”

dalton rolls his head around.  “no, i know that- i get that.  but-but we haven’t seen each other in a week so i figured you’d wanna see me for more than forty minutes.”

kevin sits up.  “i do.”

“so do it.”

“i can’t just skip practice.”

“i know.  but i also know that these night practices aren't mandatory.  because you told me so.”

kevin is getting annoyed.  dalton can tell because his nose twitches.  “i can’t.  i can't just skip out on exy when it’s my whole future.”

“your whole future?  the one that’s only a year away?”  kevin nods like its obvious, and dalton scoffs.  “what about me?  do i not make it that far?  it’s okay to skip out on your boyfriend?”

“i didn’t say that.”

dalton stands.  “i know how much exy means to you, but you have more in your life than that.  you need to balance them, or you’ll lose one.”  and after a moment.  “skip practice, kevin.”  he’s testing him.

kevin stammers.  “i can’t.”

dalton takes a breath.  “okay,” he says.  “um, guess you lost one, then.”  and snags his hoodie from the floor before fleeing the room.

kevin falls back against the bed and presses the balls of his palms into his eyes.  “fuck me.”

andrew leans into the doorway a second later.  “you’re a fucking idiot.”

“shut the fuck up.”

dalton passes dan on her way to matt’s room, and she smiles.  “hey!  finally stealing kevin away?”

he doesn’t even stop on his way to the stairs.  “i gotta go, i’m-i’m sorry.”

and when he gets to his car he presses his forehead against the steering wheel.  he tries not to let his eyes water.  did they just break up?

kevin, meanwhile, tries not to let it bother him, but he doesn’t even want to move.  neil’s the one, surprisingly, who pulls him off of his bed.  “the fuck?!”

“did you just break up with him?”

kevin’s chest tightens.  “i think he might have broken up with me.”

andrew’s there, too.  “he did.”

“why?  because you haven’t seen him all week?”

"because he only invited him over for a fuck before practice.”

“i didn’t mean it like that!”

“doesn’t matter.  he’s right, you’re wrong.  deal with it, or suffer alone for the rest of your life.”  kevin gawks, and andrew raises a brow.  he never likes when andrew gets involved.  “oh i’m sorry.  correct me if i’m wrong, but he’s the only person who has ever kissed your wounds and helped your mentally fucked state just by existing.  did i ever tell you about putting a knife to his chest at the banquet?”

“what?!”

“he pushed me away and claimed i wouldn’t push you two around, which is more than any of you have ever done.  you think you’ll find someone else to do that?”

kevin ends up texting dan.  not coming tn

okay.  dalton left in a rush?

personal

alright 

andrew refuses to drive kevin to dalton’s on the account of he fucked up and deserves to walk it out.  which is why it takes him twenty minutes before he’s knocking on dalton’s door.  he has a key, but it feels wrong to use it.

he doesn’t answer.  kevin knocks again.  “come on, dalton!  i know you’re home, your car’s outside!”

nothing.  “i’m sorry!  i fucked up!”

he hears a neighbor from down the hall.  “shut up, man!” and ignores it.

“dalton please.”  kevin presses his forehead against the door.  “i want you to make it all the way.” is he making sense right now?

the door opens, but he doesn’t let him in yet.  “you were a dick.”

“i know.  and i’ll probably be an idiot in the future, too, but i don’t want to lose you because of it.”

dalton looks drained.  he probably is.  “you... i know exy has been all you know, but kev, you gotta learn to balance it all.  i’ll help you, too, but i can’t just go a week without seeing you when you live ten minutes away.”

“what happens when i go to the pros?”

dalton shakes his head.  “different story.  we’ll get there when we get there.”  he wraps his arms around kevin, and kevin pulls him closer.

“i’m sorry.”

“i know.”

“i love you.”

“i love you, too.”

“you know if you ever straight up forced me to take a break i’d do it, right?”

dalton nods.  “yeah.  come on.”  he pulls him backwards.  “can we continue where we left off?”

[reversecreek]

hi it’s me... clicks across the linoleum of the dash wearing high heels w a spray tan like i’m a member of jersey shore suddenly..... best summary of willa is that she got moira rose as her #1 chara on a What Character Are You Most Like personality test out of thousands of options.... says so much. u can find her pinterest here n her playlist here 😋 like this or hmu fr plots!!

* ashley moore, cis female + she/her  | you know willa deneurve, right? they’re twenty-four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, most of her life, on and off? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to watch me by the pom poms like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole sticking gold stars over old polaroids until you can barely see faces, dressing as marie antoinette at your high school prom & delivering fake laughter to a bratz doll you’re pretending is a talkshow host thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is august 1st, so they’re a leo, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( nai, 24, gmt, she/her )

HISTORY:

willa ws born to honestly like….. the perfect family not to honk my own tit bt……………. they were jst rly quite wholesome. her mum celeste was this larger than life person who could never b contained by the four walls of any room she was in. she hd the presence of a gold glitter chess piece on an otherwise mundane wooden board. her dad marlon used to always joke that he had absolutely NO idea how he landed her bc he was just this like. rly average guy by all accounts n purposes….. blended into the sea in high skl……. had a few close friends but was never rly Notable or made a proper impression anywhere…… he always retold it as him coasting thru life until he met her in college. kind of like he’d been half awake before. they just Clicked n no-one cld believe she’d chosen him bt she was jst. completely head over heels n didn’t care what anyone had to say bc that was That

willa always very much took after celeste…… there’s this one quote i remember reading that goes vaguely like “my mom and i would sit and listen to leonard cohen and joni mitchell lyrics together. from a young age i remember her being like "i’m playing this song and when it’s done i want u to tell me what’s happening in it” n she would give me a fake glass of wine when i was 8 and i would listen and b like. i think there was an affair.” which so much summarises their dynamic…… she ws just so like. dramatic n fun n always encouraged that in willa too. her mum was like. everything she aspired to be…… got scouted by a modelling agency in college n shot one campaign before blowing it off simply bc she was bored. starred lead in a play. spent a few weeks travelling asia selling handmade candles shaped like koi fish or curled up foxes or elegantly stretched hands. dated a parisian movie star during a break she and her father took n was featured in tabloids on his arm at the premiere. sm fun n exotic stories willa literally cldn’t get enough. whenever she’d tell them to willa as a kid her dad wld roll his eyes like ohhhhh here she goes again but it’d all b playful n he’d smile bc he honestly cldn’t get enough either. the stuff dreams are made of luv (lizzie mcguire stans rise)

(car accident & death tw) so u know when ur walking down a flight of stairs n then out of nowhere u miss a step n u get that lurch in ur stomach like ur in free fall? yeah. i won’t go into it too much but one night they were driving back from getting frozen yogurt and then suddenly they weren’t. she doesn’t rly remember much about it except for completely ignoring the doctors trying to give her the news and just saying “dad chose pecan. who chooses pecan?” n repeating that over n over n over until it didn’t rly register in her ears as english any more.

willa was uprooted from irving at 11 to go n live w her aunt in NY. this was like. a huge adjustment honestly….. her aunt blanche hd always been a little unconventional bt extremely glamorous. she lived in an old defunct theatre she’d bought out n came from a lot of money. willa’s mum’s side of the family hd always been well off bt celeste opted to live a little more Ordinarily shall we say after settling whereas blanche ws jst balls to the walls dripping w eccentric excess…. wld say she was never naked bc she ws always wearing black opium by yves saint laurent…… probably the living embodiment of la vie boheme….. she’d been admitted a yr early to a rly prestigious parisian design school n is an AMAZING seamstress. a corset she stitched a broadway star into got commissioned fr an actress’ red carpet walk at an indie film festival. rly just lived such a life rich w lots of stories n lots of talent too…… had that star quality essence tht her mum had n that was smthn willa found quite comforting everything considered.

(grief tw) u would think maybe a situation like this (one involving so much sudden change) wld cause a kid of tht age to withdraw into her shell bt willa only came out of her shell MORE. she coped w her situation by spinning it into a celebrity origin story inside her head. the tear jerker tale someone tells during their x factor audition to get the judges rooting for them. mentally streamlining things. repackaging all that hurt as a surefire ticket to success bc it had to be useful for something right? there had to b a point to it right? willa decided the point was she’s a star. KFHSGKFHGFKHGKJSFHG. get it girl….. she ws literally just like ok well clearly i’m destined to be famous n i’m the main character of this story. this story called earth. it’s all about me.

rly heavily immersed herself in her high skl theatre scene……. loved experimenting w fashion n literally wore the most outlandish things like. she treated the hallways like her milan f/w debut every new school yr…… a lot of the things she wore were actual like. costumes frm her aunt’s collection…… she has a multi-story closet u have to climb ladders to reach things in like a very rustic library…. it rly wasn’t uncommon for willa to turn up one day corsetted like a pirate with billowing sleeves or sporting the baby blue gingham of a swedish milk maid. it’s like she literally jst…… became a role. always. every day. the world ws her stage. the cameras were always rolling. her aunt only encouraged this tbh n honestly? icon. we love to see it. willa partied a bunch n rly lived a lax lifestyle where responsibility was concerned…. her aunt ws her best friend…… made rly gd friends with performers in the drag club scene n loved the glitz of that….. lots of wild nights turned grossly bright mornings

snagged an agent fresh into her first yr of college (she gt accepted to a pretty competitive theatre program at [redacted] in NY bc i haven’t looked into what that wld be yet <3 i’m merely a helpless british lass <3) n booked a few commercials n things….. when i say willa wld enter audition rooms like she owned the place i’m rly not exaggerating…. once she turned up to a casting call for MEN n just walked right to the front of the line scraping a random chair along the way n then took a seat w her legs crossed popping a bubble in her gum as they all glared at her like wtf is literally going on who are u. she received several complaints n she was just like “ur all acting so jealous of me….”

i feel like she got a pretty big role in a theatre production in her last yr at school. haven’t decided what yet. maybe smthn rocky horror or even mimi in rent. this was meant to b some like huge moment for willa like yes girl finally making it ur on ur way this is what u wanted n she WAS happy abt it but once it was wrapped she jst had this strange like Huh feeling in her chest……. n a la celeste w all her exciting stories was just like well i’ve done that so what’s next? i think she’d graduate n then jst suddenly decide to move to irving in a fit of impulse. to all her college friends she’d be like “ugh a beach retreat is so necessary honestly the city is sooooooooo toxic this place cld literally enlarge my pores if i wasn’t so rigorous with my skincare routine” bt like 🤔 what u seeking girl? results pending.

SO basically i feel like she finally moved back to irving little over a yr ago. she hd a brief stint starring on a reality tv show tht filmed in one of the larger beach houses where her dog gained a handful of fan accounts dedicated to him……. u maybe will see why in the first bullet point of her personality section………… FKGHKSHFGGKFSHKHG. honestly she ws received pretty well too (mostly bc she’s so fking dramatic n like a caricature of a person) bt it wasn’t anything to warrant actual Fame (despite what willa herself might think). she’s mostly jst like. chilling honestly. accepting scripts n flying out fr auditions still. she’ll nab the occasional part bt she’s looking for that One Thing that rly feels like her big moment….. otherwise i cn just imagine her treating irving like a little dollhouse compared to the roaring mansion of NYC n having fun playing around in it. strikes a pose w a hand on my hip…. and now to personality.

PERSONALITY:

got a very large n lithe greyhound n named him marlene dietrich bc she was a black n white hollywood starlet famously known for her affairs n “bedroom eyes”. willa was like ugh. icon status instantly. didn’t rly foresee the responsibilities tht came w owning a dog tht loves exercise n complains abt him being like “ugh he wants to run soooooooooo much 🙄 like where are u literally going”. having said tht loves him dearly n he can often be seen wearing little clothes. a baby’s bonnet. a quilted leather waistcoat. a custom dog boa. he’s very glamorous. willa calls him a gay icon despite no evidence to support this theory. she also says he can sniff out evil in ppl so she brings him sometimes when she’s first introduced to a friend’s new bf n if his nose quivers a certain way she’s like “marlene has spoken. it’s done”. her friends r like omg? what’s done? willa gets up n walks away without elaborating. marlene’s little paws clicking along the floor w attitude.

literally dressed as marie antoinette for her high skl prom even tho there was no theme pertaining to this. jst loves the spotlight. can fake cry and WILL to get out of a parking ticket or teach someone to watch their tone or even simply for the theatrics of it all. the Most dramatic………….. rly fits being an actress like when people find out what she does it’s very like oh that makes sense.

says she doesn’t get hangovers. she’s just like “i revoked that it doesn’t happen to me”. alludes tht this is bc she’s an all powerful deity that was Chosen to be Blessed bt really she’s jst great at bouncing back n acting fine even w a blistering headache. it’s about believing the performance so much that u even convince urself.

has an extremely elevated sense of self importance bc this is kind of the equivalent of several layers of bubble wrap to cushion her frm the world. strives to b extraordinary bc ordinary honestly feels like a death sentence n there’s nothing she’d want to b seen as less. despite this weight she puts on that she rly doesn’t tend to let ppl’s opinions affect fr the most part like she’s quite firmly set in this I’m Literally The Most Gorgeous And Beautiful Angel Star Creature To Walk This Narsty Little Earth view

probably an incredibly big fan of dramatic short lived love affairs. she wants the glamour of it all. the scandal. the randomly breaking up w someone in a public place n sliding on sunglasses after delivering the words over a freshly ordered coffee (tht she’ll leave without drinking bc that’s star power babey she waits fr no man or no hot beverage)…….. has no preference gets w any n all regardless of gender……… romanticises things so they hv a better spin or story in her head n doesn’t rly take things seriously like jst has fun in her fantasy world…. she’s like ugh chuck i know u wanted to marry me but i’m a beautiful bird in a cage n u literally need to undo the latch n set me free……. the guy’s like……. my name’s chase n we’ve only been on two dates….. willa’s like…… please don’t take this so hard i can tell ur besides urself but people r starting to stare……. gets up n leaves. no-one was staring. chase is confused n honestly probably semi concerned fr her welfare.

always has to b the hottest n most glamorous person in a grocery store…. probably goes to them when she doesn’t even need anything jst holding a basket nonchalantly over her forearm glancing over at a cashier in her wizard of oz corset seamed interpretation on a dorothy dress thinking he wants me soooo bad it’s not even funny….. seduces him over the check out counter jst for him to ask her to come back to his so she can lean back scandalised n cry “IS THAT THE KIND OF WOMAN U THINK I AM, PAUL?! YOU’RE A GHASTLY LITTLE MAN, YOU ARE….” with all the gusto of a telenovela. attracts the shocked glances of all surrounding elderly.

speaks fluent french. probably on her brief stint on tht reality show i mentioned earlier was like “ugh can you believe Deneurve of this guy?” n in her head was like this catchphrase is sensational it’ll catch on fast the twittersphere is abt to implode but it didn’t become a thing except for in a small isolated community. despite this she’s like “yeah it went viral….. go figure. just another day in the life.”

honestly like a lot of fun bt also a huge handful at the same time. keeps her real Serious emotions in a locked box bt is always overflowing w melodramatics n rly giving her all at the drop of a hat where Performing is concerned. probably Loves parties n sees them as another form of production in which she wants to b the lead. rly just. loves herself. except does she? 🤔 lifts my hand up like rihanna n winks. find out next time. lucky by britney plays as i slowly disintegrate in spiderman rp…..

WANTED CONNECTIONS

unrequited flame: willa burns thru people like matches. bright n fast. honestly i feel like she struggles to take romance seriously so it cld be fun to play around with someone who’s been singed by that in the past…. mayb they hd actual feelings whereas willa was just messing around n having fun…. living la vida loca so to speak…….. we can discuss a time frame or specifics to expand upon this but. sexy angst perhaps.

those she knew from childhood: willa moved to NY at 11 n i feel like it was very sudden n soon after the accident. maybe she didn’t even say goodbye. maybe they were rly close n all of a sudden she didn’t show up to school the next day n when they rode past her house on their bike the sign said sold and that was that. honestly very dramatic of her even at a young age. we love a disappearing act. houdini who?

acting rival: honestly jst feel like this cld be funny. willa’s so dramatic she’d be like i literally want them dead they’re a despicable little gremlin fr trying to steal my spotlight. cld be as simple as having auditioned a few times fr the same parts or something.

childhood sweetheart: i think it cld be rly cute n sad if there was someone that kind of echoed the dynamic her mum n dad had except she was the celeste n they were the marlon…. (open to any gender)…….. so like. willa was always very larger than life commanding attention in a room n they were more to the sidelines but they just kind of got each other n brought out the best in one another. added angst to the fact tht willa wld maybe want to avoid them as much as possible now bc it dredges up feelings she doesn’t want to confront where her parents r concerned n also in a way any possibility of them winding up together feels like sellotaping an expiration date to both of their foreheads in willa’s brain

someone who was either a fan of or also on the reality show willa was: i imagine it like a reinvention of the hills honestly except based in these irving beach houses…. probably didn’t run that long bt there was a bunch of drama on it mostly staged…… maybe they were willa’s love interest bt it was all fake fr the cameras…… it wasn’t like. a huge deal n didn’t rly catch flight so much where popularity’s concerned bt. cld be fun to play with <3

patti frands: jogs in high knees to translate that into party friends as i adjust my spectacles. willa’s very sociable bt she’s also like kind of full of herself n obnoxious so do with that what u will. KFHGKSHGKGHFSKG. she knows hw to have a gd time tho like growing up she was rly into the gay club scene n the drag scene in NY so like. let’s hear it fr the gays who know how to do it right <3

someone equally over the top: i luv the idea of willa having someone who just like runs with made up scenarios n roles she makes up on the spot n them hanging out is like a 24/7 improv session tht they reel random surrounding strangers just fr the fun thrill

the other woman: willa is quite detached n selfish so she wld easily be the other woman in a relationship n not care about it n this cld make for good spice <3

[the-shield-of-infinity-writing]

In her eyes he is Magic (Request)

Note: Pure fluff :D

Words: 1900

Prompts: Hi! Sorry to bother, but if ur still taking requests: can I get a loki x reader fic where the reader is babysitting a friends 3 yr old who absolutely loved loki right off the bat. If ur not taking requests, then I just hope you have a lovely day!--alpharra

Requested by: @alpharra

“Her name is Alisha, she’s three. I babysit her for my friend who doesn’t like daycares.” (Y/N) explained to Loki. He nods as they walk up towards the home.

“Do you think it’s safe for her to be around me?” Loki questioned softly to (Y/N). She grins and waves her hand.

“She’ll love you. Besides, I’ve talked to her about you. She’s excited to meet my mysterious boyfriend.” She chuckles, making Loki’s face flush slightly. “Trust me, it’ll be okay.” She assured before opening the door.

“Alright, but if she starts crying, I’m going home.” He comments with a grim expression.

“Hey!” She called, ignoring Loki who huffs quietly to himself. “I’m finally here!” She grins.

“(Y/N)!” A voice called, a young woman stepped out from the kitchen. “It’s so good to see you--Oh! You brought Loki finally.” She grins to him as he offers a nervous smile in return.

“Hey Nancy, where’s Alisha?” She asked, glancing around the living room.

“She’s upstairs in her room, taking a nap. She should be waking up soon.” Nancy explains, clapping her hands together. “Okay, I should be home around eight. You know everything so I don’t need to tell you what to do for my little star.” She grins.

“But of course, she’s in capable hands. I’ll see you later. Have a good day, Nance.” (Y/N) waved as Nancy went out of the front door. “Okay, so I’m going to go see if the little munchkin is awake. Come on,” She drags him along and up the steps.

“I’m serious about what I said. One scream from her and I’m going home.” He points a finger at her, causing (Y/N) to roll her eyes fondly.

“Alright, alright.” She assures before opening the door to Alisha’s room. “Alisha?” She asked, peeking inside just in time to see the three-year old’s eyes flutter open.

“(Y/N)!” She practically squeals before thumping off the bed and rushing over to (Y/N) who laughs and scoops her up into her arms.

“How is my favorite little Lady today?” (Y/N) grins softly at the excited look at the three-year-old’s face.

“Good!” She giggles before looking behind (Y/N) when she noticed a shadow. “Who’s that?” She asked, tilting her head.

“Oh! Alisha, this is my boyfriend Loki.” She turns to face Loki who offers her a timid smile.

Children usually avoided him if they could do this was more than a little terrifying. The last time he met a kid was Jane and Thor’s who wouldn’t stop crying until Loki left the room.

Just when he thought she’d freak out, she practically jumped out of (Y/N)’s arms and into his. He gasps as he caught her before right her in his arms. He finally took notice of the sparkle in her eyes as he swallows before looking to (Y/N) who was outright grinning.

“You’re pretty.” Alisha’s voice made him snap back down to her chubby little face.

“I’m sorry?” He questioned, making her giggle.

“You’re pretty!” She exclaims before throwing her arms around him as she hugged him.

“I’m--That’s a first. Um, you are very beautiful yourself.” He complimented when she giggles shyly and hides her face into his chest.

“Sounds like I have competition.” (Y/N) smirks as Loki’s face flushes at her. She covered her mouth, laughing when Loki sputtered slightly before she turned him around and let him go down the steps first. “You hungry?” She asked Alisha who nods.

“Mr. Loki! Come look at my toys!” She squeals, jumping down once they were downstairs. She snags his hand and rushes off towards the playroom as (Y/N) smiles warmly at the sight.

Loki looked back to (Y/N) who waves before going towards the kitchen to make some dinner for Alisha and Loki both. She silently thanked herself that Alisha liked Loki. She was terrified that the young girl was gonna take one look at him and not like him.

After about ten minutes of making some spaghetti, she walked back towards the playroom to see what Loki and Alisha were up to. She glanced inside before covering her mouth at the sight of this tall man squatting uncomfortably in one of Alisha’s purple playhouse chairs.

He had on a crown while she handed him imaginary tea in a tiny cup and plate. She was jabbering on about things that not even (Y/N) could make out, but Loki answered nonetheless like it was nothing. He was smiling, looking happier than (Y/N) has seen him in ages.  

“(Y/N)!” Alisha exclaims, bringing her back to reality as she looked up to them both. “Tea?” She asked, offering out a small teapot that would be spilling actual tea if there was any in there.

“Sure, I have dinner ready.” She walked over, thanking Alisha for the tea.

“Alisha has informed me that she would like to be a knight after dinner. She wants you to be the damsel in distress, while I play the villain.” Loki exclaims as (Y/N) grins.

“Oh, is that so? Well, it looks like I have a beautiful hero to save me! Aren’t I lucky?” She tickles under Alisha’s chin, causing her to giggle loudly.

Suddenly Alisha’s belly growled as Loki blinked for a moment.

“Is there a beast inside your belly?” He asked, picking her up as she giggles loudly, making (Y/N) cover her mouth to muffle her laughter.

After dinner, (Y/N), Loki, and Alisha ran around the house playing all sorts of fantasy for Alisha. One time when Loki was the princess he turned himself into a woman and shocked Alisha. Just when he thought he made a mistake, she suddenly wanted to braid his hair and everything was okay.

“Yeah, Alisha is doing great. She loves him.” (Y/N) explains to Nancy over the phone before walking towards the living room. “I know, I’m so glad too. I was a little nervous.” She laughs softly. “But then again, I shouldn’t have been. Alisha is such a happy girl. She loves everyone.” She comments.

“Yeah, gets that from me.” Nancy chuckles. “Although, I am glad. I knew she wouldn’t but I’m sure he felt she wouldn’t. I’m so glad she has you and now him. I hated all those other nannies from before. I’m just thankful that I found you when I did.” She explains.

“Me too. Well, I better go check on them. They’re both quiet. I’ll see you in when you get here.” She smiles before hanging up the phone and peeking into the living room.

Her eyes widened gently at the sight before a warm smile bloomed across her features. There draped across the couch was a sleeping Loki and draped across his chest was a sleeping Alisha. He had a small afghani spread across her, it barely went to his knees.

She held up her phone and snapped a few photos to keep for later. She loved how much Alisha and Loki got along, and Alisha loved him from the moment she saw him.

(Y/N) snags the remote before shutting off Franklin from the TV as she started to clean up everything. It was nice and quiet which made her feel at peace, knowing that Loki was there to protect Alisha. She made it to the playroom before putting away the tea set, the plastic arm, and the foam swords.

Once she was finished, (Y/N) returned to the living room before shaking Loki slightly as his eyes fluttered open. She grins at his tired look before she leaned forward and kissed his forehead gently.

“Sorry to wake you, but Nancy is on her way home. I thought I could take Alisha back up to her room so she could stay asleep.” She explains when Loki’s arms wrapped around her.

“Don’t worry. I have her.” He assured before standing up slowly, careful not to jolt the sleeping child away.

“You’d make a great dad.” (Y/N) blurted out as Loki’s eyes widened before he looked at her. “I mean--I’m just saying. I just noticed that you are good with her and--I just… I am digging myself a hole here. Tell me to shut up.” She practically whined out.

“Do--Do you believe that? Truly?” He asked quietly, looking vulnerable as she nods immediately.

“Of course I do. I always believe in you.” She assured.

“Right, I’ll be back.” He whispered before going up the steps to lay down Alisha as (Y/N) bit her lip.

She did something stupid, didn’t she? She made a bad choice and now he’s gonna come down here and flip out.

Suddenly hands were cupping her face and lips were brushing against her own. Her eyes widened before she realized it was Loki who was kissing her. She immediately kissed him back before pulling away to look at him.

“What--What is this for?” She asked, placing her hand onto his mouth to stop him from kissing her again.

“I want children. I’ve always wanted children. No one ever thought I’d be good, or believed I could do it, but you do… Alisha is so bright and she reminded me that I do want children. I’ve always shied away from it, because… children generally don’t like me. I can’t do anything to change that, but she didn’t care. When I transformed into a Jotun to be the villain… She loved my eyes and the color of my skin… She accepted me, just like you do. And I hope to every God that shall listen that our children are as amazing as you.” He whispered as (Y/N) blinked back the tears that had blurred her vision.

“Loki, I’m sorry I never told you before. I thought you just didn’t want to be a dad. I should have talked to you. It was so cute seeing you with Alisha. She loves people, but she still shies away from people, but not you. She loved you the moment she laid eyes on you.” She giggles, choking slightly at the tightness in her throat.

Suddenly Loki pulled her into a hug.

“(Y/N), I want to try for children.” He whispered as (Y/N) choked out a small laugh.

“Okay, we’ll try for kids.” She promised before kissing him once more.

About twenty minutes later, Nancy finally returned home. She saw Loki and (Y/N) all ready to leave.

“Thank you both, I’ll give you double since he was here.” She explains as Loki shook his head.

“Not necessary. I enjoyed the time I spent with your daughter.” He smiles.

“From what I’ve been told, it sounds like she enjoyed it too. I’m glad. She’s iffier around gentlemen due to not having a father figure in her life, but that doesn’t stop her from trying her best.” Nancy explains. “Alright, you two have a wonderful night.” She waved as (Y/N) led them to the car.

“Oh, we will.” He whispered into (Y/N)’s ear as she snorts and pushes him away.

“You’re right, I’m taking a nice hot bath when I get home.” She flashes him a grin as Loki stuck his tongue at her.

The two shared another laugh before getting into the car and driving home.

(Y/N) glanced at Loki who was smiling as he watched out the window. It was a wonderful night indeed. 

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Auau quarantine. As things start getting sort of back to normal, the girls start virtual school. Tzuyu works from home, Mina is still working at the hospital. Sana is just exhausted. She's trying to pay attention to all of her kiddos and be super mom, but she's also a 40 yr old new mom and she's tired. Sai notices, and takes Nico for a few days, keeping her in her room and taking care of her so Sana can rest, only bothering Sana if Nico is hungry. 🦄

this got long oops 

Quarantine had been rough on the entire family. All of them weren’t used to spending so much time together. They had a loving family dynamic, and they were used to having dinner and family time together every night but being together twenty-four seven was new for them. And it wasn’t a good thing. Without Mina, things were different. And at first, it was extremely disorienting. Sana had almost all of her energy focused on Nico, Tzuyu had work, and the kids were all still adjusting to all the craziness going on around them

But after a while, things start to calm down, at least a little. The kids' school finally had adjusted to online school and they were back into their classes. There was a bit of argument about who got to do classes were, but they ended up just convincing the kids their rooms were fine for online classes. During the day Tzuyu would work while Sana would take care of the baby while also making lunch and dinner. Sometimes Tzuyu would help, but she didn’t have much time between meetings and conferences. “Sana?” Tzuyu shook her wife’s shoulder. It was early, and she would have let Sana sleep in but Sana had insisted on waking up at seven every day. “Mm…” Sana whined as Tzuyu woke her up. “Morning?” Tzuyu could tell her wife was exhausted. She felt bad for her, but Sana would only let her do so much. 

“Yeah, it’s morning.” Tzuyu nodded, looking at their alarm clock. “I can make breakfast.” “No it’s okay, I need to feed Nico in a few minutes. I need to get up anyway.” Sana yawned, falling against Tzuyu. Tzuyu wrapped her wife in a tight hug. She felt bad for Sana, she had been working so hard to make things as easy for the kids as possible. “Go take a shower first.” “Sana… Baby, you are working too hard. You're going to make yourself sick.” Tzuyu sighed, holding Sana tighter. “No, no. I can do it.” Sana nodded. “Go take a shower, I’ll go wake up Nico and then make breakfast. Can you wake up the girls when you are done with your shower? Be sure to drag Saki out of bed. She doesn’t like waking up in the morning.” “I know, I’ve been waking her up for fifteen years.” Tzuyu nodded. “Please don’t push yourself too hard Satang.” “I know.” Sana nodded, rolling out of bed and grabbing her glasses.

“I’m serious Sana.” Tzuyu sighed as Sana walked away, ignoring her last comment. Sana went straight for Nico, who was still asleep peacefully, just like Sana had left her four hours ago. Sana yawned before bending over to pick Nico up, trying not to wake up her baby. She needed to start breakfast soon if she wanted to be done before the kids' classes started. Nico hated being woken up, so Sana was just going to move Nico’s baby cushion downstairs and wait for her little one to wake up to feed her. When she went downstairs she was surprised to find Sai awake and on the couch.

“Mom?” Sai asked. “Sai? Why are you awake so early?” Sana asked, adjusting Nico in her arms.

“I have an eight am but I accidentally set my alarm for six so I figured I would watch some tv,” Sai answered. 

“Okay, I was about to make breakfast.” Sana put Nico’s cushion down on the floor before putting her down on it. “Oh, do you need me to hold her?” Sai asked. 

“If you could, that would be amazing sweetie.” Sana sighed, yawning as she picked Nico back up. She handed Nico over to Sai, who cradled her sleeping little sister. “When she wakes up just bring her to me.” “Of course.” Sai nodded. “But I can bottle feed her, so you can cook.” “No no, she hates bottles. I can do it.” Sana yawned again, getting some eggs and milk bread out for breakfast. “Is there anything I can do? You look exhausted mom.” Sai looked at her mother, she had noticed how much her mother was pushing herself lately. “No, no. Just focus on school.” Sai nodded, muting the tv and adjusting her baby sister in her arms. After a few minutes, Sai noticed her little sister waking up. “Morning Nico.” Sai giggled as her baby sister showed signs of waking up. Nico looked at her before tears filled her eyes. It didn’t take long for her to start sobbing in Sai’s arms. “Mom uh I’m bringing her to you.” Sana nodded. She was in the process of cooking eggs, but she also had to feed Nico. 

“Sai can you keep an eye on this?” Sana asked as she lowered the heat.

“Yeah sure.” Sai and Sana switched and Sana immediately moved to nurse Nico. She went and sat down at the kitchen table, holding Nico tightly. 

Sai ended up finishing the egg cooking, she wasn’t the best at cooking but even she could make fried eggs. Sai put the bread in the toaster and got out the jam, putting it all on the table. “Thanks, sweetie.” Sana sighed, moving Nico to burp her. “Of course.” Sai nodded. “It was easy.” Sai sat down and started to eat, putting some strawberry jam on her toast. “I’m worried your sisters aren’t awake yet.” Sana swayed Nico in her arms. “They’ll be fine,” Sai answered. “See?” Sai commented when they heard feet on the stairs. Sae came down first, followed by Tzuyu dragging Saki. “Can I go wake up Saya?” Sai asked.

“Oh Sai, uh should I be worried as to why you're asking?” Tzuyu asked, looking at Sai suspiciously. “Oh uh… No?” “Very convincing.” Tzuyu sighed. “Fine.” “Yes!” Sai finished her slice of bread and went to her sisters' room. Everyone was quiet for a second before they heard Saya yelling. 

“Sai Unnie!” Saya’s screaming spooked Nico, who started crying. Sana sighed and stood up, carrying Nico to the other room to calm her down.

“I was waking you up, idiot!” Sai ran into the kitchen laughing, Saya right behind her.

“Do we even want to ask?” Tzuyu sighed.

“No.” Sai nodded. 

“It was sexual harassment!” Saya screamed.

“No, it wasn’t. Grow up, Saya.” Sai rolled her eyes. “Eat your breakfast.” “Ohh toast.” Sana returned a few minutes later, Nico calm against her chest. “Here Sana let me hold Nico.” Tzuyu offered. She had quickly eaten her breakfast so she could hold the baby and Sana could finally eat. She had noticed how her wife hadn’t eaten yet, unlike the rest of the family.

“Are you sure?” “Yeah, I’m done. Let me hold her.” Tzuyu nodded, holding her arms out for Nico. Nico snuggled against her mama once she was in her arms. “How’s school going?” Sana turned to the rest of her kids, starting to eat. 

“Stupid.” Saya pouted. “Online school is dumb.” “Are you sure it’s not you who’s the dumb one?” Sai teased. “You're doing your homework though, right Saya?” Sana asked her daughter. “O-Of course!” “Saki, Sae is your sister doing her homework?” Sana asked the other two. 

“Nope.” “Absolutely not.” 

“Saya.” Sana sighed. “We’ll talk about this tonight.” Sana yawned. “What about the rest of you?” “I mean- it’s fine.” Saki slumped against her chair “That’s good.” Sana yawned once again, half asleep as she ate. “Hey, babe why don’t you go lay down? I’ll come to get you when I have a meeting.” Tzuyu suggested, rocking Nico in her arms.

“No, no. I’m okay. You can start working. I’ve got her.” Sana nodded, finishing up her food. “Nico and I have plans.” “Really? Plans?” Tzuyu asked.

“Yes? We have a laundry date.” Sana nodded. “Also, it’s almost eight, all of you should get to your computers.” Sana took Nico from Tzuyu. “Mom at least let me do the dishes.” Sai offered. 

“No, No. Go to class. I don’t want you to be late.” Sana nodded.

“I’ll do the dishes. Your mom is right, all of you go to class. And text your Ka-san.” Tzuyu told the four of them. They had made their kids text Mina a couple times a day. Some of them (Sae) had been keeping constant contact with Mina but the others were falling behind, so Sana and Tzuyu would remind them every day. 

“Yeah yeah.”

“Nico and I are going to start the laundry,” Sana announced, bouncing Nico in her arms as she walked towards the laundry room.

“She looks so tired…” Sai sighed. 

“Your mom is just trying to keep you all happy. She wants to be a super mom or something.” Tzuyu explained. “Your mom was like this when you four were little too. Except back then we had preschool to stick you guys in so your mom could sleep. Just go to class, and Saya please do your homework. It will make your mom so happy.” xx 

After Sai’s second class, she’s done with all of her school for the day. She knew her sisters still had afternoon classes and their mama still had work but she had an idea she wanted to talk to them about. She had come up with it earlier when Tzuyu had been talking about daycare.

“What?” Saya groaned when Sai knocked on her door. Sai opened it and shut it. “Unnie? I’m in class.” “Your camera isn’t even on. I know you're not paying attention.” Sai rolled her eyes. “Also oh my god please clean your room.” 

“It’s not that bad,” Saya rolled her eyes. “What do you want?” “I need your help with something…” 

xx 

Sai went to find her mom after talking to her sisters. She found her mom in the living room surrounded by clothing. Nico was in her lap, playing with a baby toy.

“Hey, mom.” Sai sat next to her mother, who was folding laundry. Sana was half asleep, and her folds were messy at best.

“Oh hey Sai, are you done with classes?” Sana asked.

“Yup.” Sai nodded. “Here let me take Nico.” “Oh no it’s okay, you can go do homework.” “I already did it yesterday.” Sai nodded. “Mom we need to talk.” “About what sweetie?” 

“Mom, let me take care of Nico for a few days.” Sai took a deep breath. “You need a break mom. You're working yourself sick.” 

“Oh sweetie no no I’m fine-”

“Mom, you're barely awake right now. Let me do this. It’s just a few days so you can get some rest. I have a bit of time off, I can watch her. Please, mom. Just let me do this.” Sai begged. “I’ve talked to the triplets, they are going to help me. I’ll come to get you when she’s hungry but other than that I’ll watch her. Mama will help me.” “Sai-chan…” Sana teared up at how sweet her oldest was being. “Okay.” “Thank you, mom.” Sai smiled, rocking her baby sister in her arms. “Go to bed. You can’t be a super mom if you don’t sleep.”

“Thank you Sai-chan. I love you so much.” Sana wrapped her arms around Sai.

“I love you too, mommy,” Sai whispered. 

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG //CHAPTER 20

i mispelt the title as ‘oofal hunt’ which, i mean, mood,

IN THIS EPISODE OF DEPRESSION TO THE MAX:

"Fuck you."

THAT’S IT. THAT’S-- THERE’S THE CHAPTER.

/looks at the chosen lyrics for this chap :hrm:

do i still have to a little introduction to this liveblog? twenty chapters in? methinks not so lets just get right Tew It shall we

“We’re here, Ms. Fall.”

/marks this next section down on the tally of cinder’s mistakes. we’re somewhere in the high thousands.

An old Dust extraction point, quietly rotting. Cinder’s mouth pulled. There was an abysmal dearth of kindling.

cinder: you know you could at least take me somewhere better suited for me to kick your ass. this is VERY rude. am NOT a fan. my yelp review will NOT be kind.

i love cinder counting up the numbers. you know honestly id be deeply charmed if someone saw it fit to bring half an army out to take me on. i mean, would it be a pain in my ass? yes. but also. awh. thanks lads! love how many of you blocked out this evening just for me x

"Sienna Khan!" Cinder could barely hear herself between the claws of that strange laughter. "Sienna Khan! It’s really—really—you!"

uh-oh sisters,

oh man sienna and cinder is just. look. WOOF. theres a lot here. a lot going on. a lot that HAD gone on. but also im gay so this tension is peak for me PLEASE lay it on thick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LETS GO!

Cinder stopped laughing.

"Overkill," she repeated, and in the same breath, crossed the tarmac in full immolation.

HELL YEAH BABEY. but also was the more the implication that cinder is an easy kill OR the implication that glynda’s the bigger threat that’s more annoying,,,,,,,,,,,,, well!!!!!!!! too late to find out now!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They clashed: once, twice, three times, steel on Aura, flitting through space, but—he wasn't faster than Glynda.

wait it’s the former i forgot cinder’s gay nvm

“Cinder. I mean it. I want to talk.” Sienna’s face revealed nothing. Her gaze stayed fixed on Cinder, as if she were searching for something.

What it could be, Cinder had her guesses, and all of them repulsed her utterly. She spat, “Well, I was only planning on sending your Lieutenant’s head to you in a box signed Love Cinder, so I didn’t really come with a speech prepared.”

SDHJGHJGSKFD SORRY IM LIKE. tryna liveblog but im also just :EYES: at everything here.......... im SO PUMPED for this cause im just SO CURIOUS,,,,,, WE’VE HAD SO MANY SNIPPETS,,,,,,,,, BUT IM HONGRY FOR MORE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

that said i feel like cinder’s the type of person who revisits arguments in her head hours later with new, better points, so i think she does have a speech prepared. in fact i think she has many words stored up in the ol’ meatspace, and all of them are very rude,

The Sienna Khan that Cinder remembered still had baby-fat in her cheeks and hadn’t learned to keep her thoughts off her face. The one she saw now had weaponized distance.

/stage whisper hang on that visual is cute dont put it in HERE where the TENSION IS

Quietly, Sienna went for her belt, pulling away something the same polished silver as her whip. It might have been an arrow tip, except that it was lethally barbed and looked like it had been modified to chamber Dust. Pale blue glinted within it.

Cinder darkened. "Ice Dust?"

sienna: i wanna talk sienna: with violence!

GOD ITS REAL INTERESTING CAUSE,,,,,,,,,, THERE’S A LOT HAPPENING HERE. glynda didnt Know cinder in any sense so we’ve very much been on the ‘let’s figure cinder out with glynda’ train like the whole. the rain! and the desert! etc! all very much thru the lens of glynda ‘i dont remember shit’ goodwitch! so now we have seinna who Knows Shit cause there’s so much history here and im like blease wait talk more first i want the KNOWLEDGE

[...] "Roman Torchwick is holed up in Vytal with your warehouses, and those two teens haven’t been sighted in months... But you wouldn't send them that far north, would you?”

“I wouldn’t send them anywhere you could get your claws in them.”

“The White Fang isn’t like that anymore. We don’t strong-arm children into our ranks. That girl—the snake Faunus—”

“If you say one more word about her,” Cinder said. “I’m going to do something drastic to every single person here.”

ACTUALLY TALK LESS TALK LESS LETS FIGHT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!! AND NOT TALK!!!!!!!! A T A L L

Sienna's shoulders leveled. "This is not Hróðvitnir's White Fang anymore."

me: huh why do i recognise that name,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, me: oh yeah!!!!!!! that bitch,

HJGDSJKHGFDS we Love a homage to a classic au and to a cinder so good that id die for her. i mean id die for this cinder too but like that was another level of Die For. anyway. back to the au at hand,

“If I didn’t know better, I might believe you," Cinder snapped, and her old scars throbbed in tandem. “But I do know better. I found one of your parasites, sucking the life out of a town near the wastes. Bringing the White Fang’s protection. You should have seen how he protected them. There wasn't a child there without a fang or an antler missing."

hang on a sec, lets LEAP BACK in time for just a moment

okay so i nipped back to chapter five for just a hot second to see if there was a line that was particular pertinent, but also i found smthng else...

Violence collected at her twitching fingers, old scars across her body flaring with phantom pain. (Chapter 5)

“If I didn’t know better, I might believe you," Cinder snapped, and her old scars throbbed in tandem. (Chapter 20)

HM,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, man. cinder. you got real fucked up huh. ANYWAY THAT WASNT WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR I JUST LINED THE CONTINUITY (because im jealous). what i was ACTUALLY looking for was THIS:

There would be another overseer, the inhabitants would resume their harried lives, and Cinder wouldn’t spare this town a second thought.

i said at the time in an emotional fit of pain that this was a straight-up lie but cinder is nothing if not a melting pot of emotional reckoning, and I WAS RIGHT. LET IT BE INSCRIBED UNTO THE STONES!!!! SHE DID SPARE IT A SECOND THOUGHT!!!!!!!! HELD IN HER MIND LONG ENOUGH TO RECALL THE DETAILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST 2 SPIT IT IN SIENNA’S FACE!!!!!!!!! im telling you that cinder has SO MUCH MORE GOING ON!!!!!!!!!!! and heres my PROOF. PROOF OF WHY SHES AN ANGEL (ONLY ON TUESDAYS THOUGH [10AM-1PM])!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then: "Why don't you say," Sienna responded slowly, her expression slotting into place like a bullet chambering, "precisely what you mean, Cinder."

"Fuck you."

:’3c

cinder has such a way with words. i love her eloquence. remember that time glynda thought she was taking the piss out of the fact she was autistic at dinner? cinder yr a maestro. never change.

“You brought Beowolves to heel. You could turn a Goliath with a word!"

“I had—no—Aura! Nothing to protect me!”

:eyes: :thinking:

HM,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, INTERESTING??????? i feel like this is the first time we’ve heard of cinder w/o aura implicitly? unless im Stupit and dont remember a Got Dang Thing but HUH. does this. hm. huh. am i stupid. someone tell me if i missed a thing.

“This isn’t a diplomatic mission, Cinder. I simply wanted to know what their lives were worth to you—before we wipe our hands of each other for good.”

“That’s a funny way of saying only one of us is walking away from this.”

GOD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i LOVE this scene a lot the interplay between sienna and cinder is absolutely PEAK,,,,,,,, PEAQUE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, im rly enjoying this. also im dying. but im enjoy it a LOT.

“The White Fang you and I grew up in doesn't exist anymore. We’re changing. But you… When did you stop caring? Was it when you cut your horns to be one of them instead?"

Dragonfire scorched Cinder's lungs, blackening every word: "I was never—your—people."

feels like its been a good goddamn whilst since i got to do one of these 👈😎👈, so let’s savour the moment

👈👈👈👈👈👈😎👈👈👈👈👈👈

aaaaaand savoured. lets continue.

Shaking with the effort of holding her strike, Sienna grit, "I won't relish this."

And Cinder howled, "I will!”

ah shit i shouldve said lets RELISH this to tie the whole theme together and-- and fuck it, combat scene. never good at liveblogging these. sdfjhgsdfghj

Gunfire sparked against her, but she honed in on him with single-minded intent, the kind she’d whetted to a razor’s edge against Glynda.

for a chapter following cinder escaping glynda, she’s thought about her TWICE now. huh. huh. interesting. gay. and interesting,,,,,,

It was nothing like fighting Glynda. This was bleak and repetitive: the second drove forward and Sienna covered his openings, stopping Cinder before she could rip his heart from his chest, and all the while, the gunfire whittled away at her Aura. It was a joyless tactic, no flair or heart, and yet—

HUH. GAY AND INTERESTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO FLAIR OR HEART,,,,,,,,,, i cant believe every time they fought cinder was actually just doing a shit job of flirting. the more you know.

The world erupted into flames. They grew massive, swirling around her like a hurricane—Cinder’s Aura exploded outward in desperation, like a dying star defiantly spending the last of itself on a supernova; one final flare, brighter than entire galaxies, if only for a single moment. Cinder felt flashes of bright pain through her muscles as if the fire was burning her from inside.

MAN,,,,,,,,,,,,, I COULD TALK ABT SOME UH,,,,,,,,,,,,, well. i could talk abt a few things here. but theyre kinda 👈😎👈 so i WONT,,,,,,,,,,,,,, but kno that i am having some Thoughts on the matter. hm.

“Prove it!” Death was thrumming in her veins. It had never made her brave before. It did now, the memory of Glynda’s blind, resolute stare heady in her skull. “Come and prove it! Do it, or I’ll hunt you to your last, miserable breath, Sienna!”

so remember when glynda had her little outburst at winter and i said that i love how cinder rubbed off on glynda in the worst way? i cant believe glynda ALSO rubbed off on cinder ALSO in the WORST WAY!!!! this is how u know this truly is a soulmates thing.

“It’s a shame you outgrew your swords, Cinder Fall. I would have taken them as a trophy,”

it’s with great disappointment that i must say: i agree with adam. the swords were hot. they should come back.

Sienna’s footsteps were whispers at Cinder’s back. The trap was closing. Cinder pooled flame in one palm. The other hand was useless, limp at her side. Impotent rage tasted like blood in her mouth. “I don’t even remember your fucking name.”

HJGKDSFKJHGFSDJDHGF GOD IM SORRY BUT THIS MADE ME LAUGH. WHAT A LINE. WHAT A LINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i may actually have to draw this scene that image is SO wonderful. just cinder, staggering, exhausted, and she still manages to just spit that out. im screaming. shes a champion. i think she won this battle literally just there pack it up her burns come in more flavours than one.

Beneath Cinder, Hati turned, scanning for an escape, but she didn’t drop Sienna’s gaze. Wiping the sweat from her brow, she said, “I’m told I’m something of a menace.”

firstly: AAAAAAAAA HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BABY BOY OH NO THATS NO GOOD BAD TIMES AWFUL FEELS MY GUY!!!!!!!!!!!! secondly: CINDER THESE ZINGERS ARE UNREAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JESUS CHRIST. I KNEW YOU LIED WHEN YOU DIDNT HAVE A SPEECH HOW MUCH MATERIAL HAVE YOU GOT IN THERE?????????

OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

WAIT WHAT HANG ON

WHAT

WAIT

W H AT

okay wait hold on lets dial back i read ahead and dint live blog wait rthereghsdfgjhdffd HOLD ON

Cinder buried her face in Hati’s mane, hating them, hating, hating, hating. Black ichor clotted in Hati’s fur, tacky against her palms. Grimm didn’t have Auras to protect them, and exit wounds riddled Hati’s mighty body. Cinder’s heart lurched with fury. She could have screamed.

i read this bit and got STRESSED because hati is PEAK like hati didnt even fucking SHOW UP in og but i LOVE HIM and i knew shit would happen because its fucking offal hunt BUT

It should have been impossible at this distance, but Cinder could feel her gaze like traded blows, even nestled among the black of Hati’s pelt.

Sienna’s eyes shone like coins. They were cool, detached. Prepared.

She twisted her wrist and the whip flickered through the air in tight wheels. Its end glittered pale blue.

UH OH

Adrenaline cooled to permafrost in Cinder’s body, as though the Dust had already found its home between her ribs.

Cinder whispered, “Don’t.”

UH OH

Expressionless, Sienna gave a wide lash, and the jagged end of her whip released with a click. Silver sliced through the air, then through feathers and fur, with a sickening sound—wet and meaty as the arrowhead dagger buried itself deep into flesh. Hati’s whole body shuddered and Cinder only had a moment more before ice exploded from his ribs, ripping out through his pelt, even slicing into Cinder’s own skin. It speared him from deep inside, where the cartridge had sunk, impaling everything and rending him asunder.

JESUS JESUS CHRIST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

JESUS CHRIST WHAT A VISCERAL DEATH SCENE HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O H N O T H A T S A N O G O O D V E R Y B A D T I M E

Cinder’s stomach jumped into her throat, and she held on tight to Hati, her bastion, her sanctuary, her family—held on tight like it would make any difference at all—like she could hold her family together with just her own two hands.

Hati dissolved right between her fingertips, and she plummeted alone.

like she could hold her family together with just her own two hands

OUGH what the FUCK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HEY THIS. HEY THIS SUCKED HEY THIS WAS A BAD CHAPTER WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS HATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS MY BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!! GO TO HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EXCUSE ME????????? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?????????? HELLO??????????? WHAT THE FUCK????????? SIENNA???????? BITCH?????????? GO TO H E L L

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[jewpacabruhs]

bruv im still jus. wow. theres so much to say but. do u kno how good it feels... to be jewish, to accidentally fixate on one eric cartman & love him more than any other fictional character for almost seven years now, and then to see him in a little yarmulke, standing at kyle's side while he recites from the torah? do you know how validating that is?

i gotta get personal for a second here. idk how, but in the last few yrs my relationship with my own jewishness has been deeply influenced and intertwined with south park, as ironic and ridiculous as that sounds. i grew up secular, completely nonpracticing; as a child, i was only ethnically jewish, and saw jews as strictly an ethnicity, and a popularly hated one to boot. and it scared me. ive talked about it before, but as a child hearing about the shoah and about antisemitism, i couldn't understand. i thought it was looks for a while, which confused me, because ive got blonde hair and blue eyes and all my family that got caught up in nazi europe did/do too. i remember thinking as a second grader that i would've been spared for that reason; why didn't a good chunk of my family? but i grew up in a mormon neighborhood, with plenty of other blonde kids, and they stayed away from me like i had a disease. this was before puberty, before my hair got a little frizzier and my nose got a little bigger, when i looked just like any of them. but already, at age 8, i was an outsider. i wasn't one of them and i never would be, and they wanted me to know that.

and then i started to get it. it clicked even more once i got to high school and got called a kike every other day - but prior to high school, you know what i found, and you know what really pushed me towards understanding what being a secular jew in america meant? south park. and as a dumb little sixth grader with no critical thinking skills, you know what shaped my opinions on my own people? south park.

and that's good and bad. good because i do sincerely think kyle broflovski is excellent fictional representation for jewish people, maybe one of the top few ever shown on television. he gets on my nerves at times, but he's good through and through, he's well written and multi-dimensional, he's not a walking stereotype but he still has prominent jewish features that jewish viewers can look at and see in themselves, his morals and viewpoints and beliefs are obviously deeply influenced by judaism, hes deeply proud of his heritage and culture... and that all means a lot to me. and by the amount of jewish sp fans that adore kyle, it means a lot to them too.

the bad thing is, yeah, i can't deny it, during older seasons, cartman's treatment of kyle probably taught a lot of young and dumb viewers how to view jews in real life. have i, as a kyman shipper and cartman stan, justified that within a fictional and narrative context? yes. but it doesn't change the real-world effect; south park, but specifically cartman, since he's the mouthpiece, likely did cause some easily-influenced people to pick up antisemitic beliefs. did this contribute to the rise of the alt-right? debatable, but to some extent, possibly. was that m&t's intention and should south park be canceled and denounced? fuck no, i'll always love it lol, and fuck censorship. but it is something that should be taken into account.

matt and trey clearly regret that, and understand that it's no longer acceptable or fitting or needed in today's sociopolitical climate - or, okay, maybe they don't even regret it; they just understand that when fiction becomes reality, the fictional jackass isn't necessary when there's one right there in real life, sitting in the oval office, yeah? old cartman doesn't deserve or need a voice, not when real, awful people actually have one right now. and m&t are actively trying to change cartman for the better and really, really backpedal on his bigotry, while still doing it in a way that makes sense from a story-telling perspective. it's not a complete uncharacteristic change of character; it's shifting with the times and writing it into the character's arc so that it's a logical and plausible development in cartman's story.

cartman's behavior in the last few seasons is consistent character development. m&t themselves are pushing it, and clearly it's sincere; cartman's not faking. unless they're building up a surprise twist over the last, what, three to four seasons, that he was faking the whole time! woah! if so it better be a damn good pay off, because that's a lot of time invested. though that seems more forward-thinking than sp tends to be. they're intentionally stuck in the short-term, aren't they? plot-wise. but their character development is pretty long-term, and right now, cartman is consistently decent, and if it comes across as faking, it's because cartman's over-dramatic in how he speaks, and trey does that intentionally.

that's a tonal thing, and it's hard to say in a fictional character, but as someone who struggles with empathy myself, empathy and sincerity don't go hand in hand. you can lack empathy while still caring enough to sincerely and wholeheartedly apologize for something and mean that apology. not feeling remorse doesn't mean you can't apologize genuinely; the two don't go hand in hand. you can be mentally ill in any capacity, even a psychopath, and still deeply care about things or people, just not in the way someone else might. so you can headcanon that cartman's still a psycho/sociopath, though right now that's actually kinda going against canon, but don't rain on other's parades if they're happy he's exhibiting healthy growth. besides, and i repeat: what could cartman exploit out of faking sincerity for several seasons? nothing, so why bother? he wouldn't, unless it's literal in-show subconscious growth.

does that mean he's magically developed empathy? no. is it becoming less probable he's a legitimate sociopath/psychopath (while still possibly having better-disguised antisocial tendencies)? yes. does he seem to have better coping or anger management skills? somehow, yes! he seems to be legitimately healthier. does this mean he's no longer accountable for his past misdeeds, and even his present, less-severe ones? of course not! and you can still hate him all you want, but modern cartman is not the same as older cartman, and shouldn't be treated as such. because is this growth? absolutely.

he's clearly healthier, even happier. he's less angry, he's still a little shit but he no longer relies on bigotry or cruelty or anger to get the negative attention he thrives off, rather he gravitates towards being simply annoying. you know why he called ice? pettiness, immaturity, a little bit of spite, and a need for silly revenge. he's being intentionally petty, but going about it in a sly but no longer psychopathic way. less hannibal lector and more, idk, regina george, lol. extremely different on the antagonist scale. and cartman's been both.

and maybe it's personal bias on what type of human is worse within fiction, someone unstable and bizarre with violent tendencies (which is how he's come to be viewed in pop culture & some of the fandom, as a result of eps like scott tenorman must die), versus someone inclined towards pettiness and more silent and, i dunno, social-status-and-pride-driven types of revenge (cartman in general when he's not being particularly awful, tbh)... but i think it'd be pretty universally agreed that the latter is at the very least more tolerable, manageable, and even likeable - and certainly more redeemable. let's put it this way; if cartman continued on the path he was on, he'd be one of those tiki holding fucks, wearing a confederate flag hat, and he'd treat kyle soooo much worse. instead, m&t have turned him into a hypocritical false-woke ignorant dumbass - but that's strongly less problematique than it's counterpart, and it works.

because cartman simply serves a different narrative purpose now. and that's not sloppy writing; it's well-timed evolution of a character that stepped into a pre-9/11, pre-trump, pre-social media world! so much has changed, and south park is reflecting that in its characters, most notably in a character who was stuck in the, what, 1960s with his beliefs? that was fine way back when, but matt&trey are smart dudes - they understand that sometimes things have to change. besides, they love cartman, too. he's their favorite. but they understand that when real people act like him, it's not so comedic or satirical or funny, & they don't want to look at cartman, at their creation who they've invested twenty-two years in, and see the all-too-real hate of modern radical white america.

i think we know enough about matt&trey's social stances these days, and the empathy they've seemed to develop after having kids, to understand that they're no longer in their "apathy is best, everyone is stupid" phase. current south park is left-leaning and admittedly preachy at times, but i wouldn't want it any other way. g-d knows it's better this way than if they'd embraced and decided to appeal to their right-libertarian following instead. cartman's evolved in a progressive and positive way, and it's fucking dope, especially to us cartman stans who so badly want him to be good. and he is good right! he's doing so good!

and i know im up my own ass rn but yall know how much i myself have campaigned for jewish kyman/cartman and how much i just deeply and truly adore it, and to see it actualized in a canon episode to some extent? that meant the world to me. i couldn't believe my eyes. i was tellin lai - that's the most genuine, pure, almost violent happiness ive felt in my soul in years. that was like a straight shot of serotonin to the heart. that simple little scene made me so fucken happy yall dont even know. & theres a lot to be said about the political commentary and plenty of other people are analyzing that, but im a simple jewish kyman & cartman stan and boy ive been fed good fjskfkdkdkfk!!!

[anyafm]

well   hello   friends   ,   my   names   tali   ,   i’m   19   ,   from   the   gmt    timezone   &   mishti   eating   @   70%   of   the   gifs   i   have   of   hers   is   my   personal   aesthetic   .   this   took   an  embarassingly   long   amount   of   time  to   get   done  but   below   u   will   get   some   more   info   on   anya   &   her   personality  &   some   wanted   connections   .   i’m   very   excited    to  play   this   dumbass   ,   so   if   u  wanna   plot   w   her   ,  drop  a   like   &  i  will   slide   into   ur   ims   !

new   york’s   very   own   anya   khalil   was   spotted   on   broadway   street   in   buscemi   100 mm   diamond   sneakers    .   your   resemblance   to   mishti   rahman   is   unreal   .   according   to   tmz   ,   you   just   had   your   twenty   fifth   birthday    bash   .   while   living   in   nyc   ,    you’ve   been   labeled   as   being    tempestuous   ,   but   also   impassioned   .   i   guess   being   a    scorpio   explains   that   .   3   things   that   would   paint   a   better   picture   of   you   would   be   glass   shattering   against   bedroom   walls   ,    screaming   matches   in   public   places   ,    red   wine   stain   in   a   white   dress    .   (    i’m   being   blackmailed   by   my   former   friend’s   boyfriend   after   sleeping   w   him   &   having   it   recorded   to   get   back   at   her    )   &   (    cisfemale   &   she/her    )  

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆  :  anya khalil   . 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆  :  any  ,  n/a  . 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒐𝒇  𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉  /  𝒂𝒈𝒆  :   november   fourteenth   /  twenty  five  yrs  old  . 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏  :  social   media   influencer   /  singer  &  songwriter  . 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  :  bisexual    . 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆  𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎  :  halsey   /  lorde  /   fletcher   ish   . 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎   :   mishti  rahman  .

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

anya  was  born  in  bangladesh   ,   to  a   very   fortunate   couple  .  her  father   came  from   a  political   dynasty   who   spent  a  big   part  of  his   life   studying  in  the  us  ,   and  met  his  wife   there  during  a  business  trip  later   on   in   life   .   he   was  in  his   late  thirties   &  she  was  a  20   something  yr  old   bengali  girl   who  was   trying  to  make  it  as  a  model  &  they   fell  in   love  quickly   and   were   almost  immediately   married  .  however  ,  with  the   new   exposure   ,   came   the   sudden   expansion   of   her   mom’s   modeling   career   &   children   took   a   very   long   backburner   in   her   mind  .   when   she   decided   she   was   ready   to   be   a   mother   ,   they   found   out   they   were   going   to   have   trouble   getting   pregnant   .   it   took   the   couple   several   years    &    multiple   different   treatments   ,   all   over   the   globe   for   a   pregnancy   to   happen   ,   and   since   her   mom   was   almost   forty   at   that   point   ,   it   was   a   very   risky   one   ,   there  were   a   lot   of   complications   and   anya   was   born   a   very   sickly   child   ,   who   needed   a   lot   of   assistance   &   care   .

so   ,   considering   her   difficult   beginnings   in   life  ,   how   hard   it’d   been   for   her   mom   to   even   get  pregnant   &   how   late   in   their   life   it’d    happened   (   her    dad   was   almost   60   when   she   was   born   )   ,   anya    was   a   very   spoiled   child   ,   rules   were    unusually   lax   when   it   came   to  her   ,   and   even   in   a   very   traditional   household   ,   she   was   allowed   to   behave   in   whatever   way   she   wanted   .   anya   grew   up   really   rebellious   ,  unsurprisingly   .   she   wasn’t   disrespectful  on   any   way   ,   but   she   marched   to   the   beat   of   her   own   drum    &  never   met   any   kind   of   norm  ,   specially   among   the   family   friends   ,   most   of   them   coming   from   as   traditional   backgrounds   as   her   own   family  .   basically   ,   she   never   really   fit  in  within   her   relatives   &   friend   groups   ,   but   she   loved   her   parents   dearly   &   was    still   very   happy   with   her   life   .   

she   was    a   very   artsy   child   ,   she   loved   drawing   &   painting  &   making   the   most   weird   pieces   of   clay   art   anyone   had   ever   seen   .   writing   only   became   a   thing  as   she  grew   older   ,  and  music  was  the  last  of   her   passions   to  manifest   ,   but   they   were   the   ones   she   grew   the   most   passionate   about   the  most   quickly  .   her   dad   actually   passed   away  when   she   was   17   years   .   he   was   at   his   late   seventies   by   then   ,   but   she   was   still   heartbroken   over  it   &   so  was   her   mother   .   so   ,   when   she   was  18    and   the  opportunity   came   for   her   to  move   to   new   york   city   for   college  ,  both   anya   and   her   mother   packed   their   bags   and  left   bangladesh   ,   leaving   her   father’s   company   to   be   run   by   her   uncle   .   

new   york   city  was   completely   a   completely   different   environment  to  the  one  she   was   used   to   .  she   had   visited   a   few   times   but   had   never   spent   too   long    &   found  out   she   loved   it   .  it   took   a   very   short   period   of   time  until   she   started   getting   instagram   famous   ,  since   her   mother  had   been   famous   even   in   the   western   fashion   industry    ,   &   anya   was   always   seen  hanging   out   with   a listers    .   her   social   media   was   filled   with    her  poetry   &   snippets   of   songs   she   was   constantly   writing   in    the  terrace   of   her   penthouse   .   &    by   the   time   she  was   20  ,   anya   had  already   been   signed   to   a   record  label    .   since   then   ,   she   released    one   album   &   two   eps   ,   the   ep’s   charting   at  top  5  radio  &   the   album   making   it   to  the  number  1   spot   for   a   few   weeks   &   she’s   currently    working   on   her   second   studio   fulll   length   record   .   she   is   still  very   close   to   her   mom  &   they   hang   out   all   the  time   ,   &   she’s   only   been   to   bangladesh   for   very   short   visits   ever   since   she   left   .

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒

a   Mess™   .   anya   is   the   most   dramatic   ,   emotional   ,   over   the  top  person   ,   with   possibly   the   most   amount   of   chaotic   energy   you   will   ever   meet   .   she   always   will   do   whatever   she   wants   to  ,   no   matter   what   anyone   tells   her   .   will   make   a  big   deal   out   of   ANYTHING   &   10/10   will   be   sipping   on   that   dumb   bitch   juice   .   claims   she’s  trying   her   best   but   honestly  just   keep   making   the   worst   choices   .  honestly   ,   her   secret   is   that   she’s   being   blackmailed   by   a   former   friend’s   ex   because   she   slept   with   him   to   get   back   at   her   .   dumb  bitch   energy   ?   uh   yeah   ,   but   at   least   she   got   her   revenge   ,   ami   right  ?

anya   feels   all   things  at   an  extreme   ,   but   her   emotions   can   also   be   severely   fickle   as   well  .   she   can   change   her  mind  about   hobbies    and   people   very   quickly   &   go  from   crazy   love   to   just   indifference   in   2   seconds   .   that  being   said  ,   her   emotions   do   run  wild   ,   and  you   never  know   what   she’s   gonna   do   or   feel   or   how  she’s   gonna   react   to   certain   situations   .   can   also   be   extremely   petty   and   vengeful   ,   &   if   she  feels   hurt   ,  she  tends   to  want   to  hurt   you   back   ,   in  whatever   painful   way   she   can   ,   as  you   can  see   above   .   also   has   a   really   bad   time   putting   herself   in   other   people’s   shoes   ? 

is  very  bougie  &   classy   but   also   will   not   hesitate   to   get   on   a   screaming   match   in   the   middle   of   a   fancy   dinner   if   she   feels   like   it   .   loves   going   on   adventures   .   probably   that   one   friend   who   will   call   you   from   the   police   station   to   be   picked  up   because   she  got   in  trouble   .   ALL   IN   ALL   ,   super   fun   to   be   around   for   a   while   ,   but   it   takes   a   special    type   of    person   to   stick   around   .   lmao  

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃   𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 

i   have   some   stuff   on   my   tag   right   here   that   i   would   love   to  have   ,   &   also   some   ideas   that   are  pretty   bad   &   generic  !   but    here  they   are   :

on   &   off   friends   ,   an   ex   she   probably   did   dirty   ,   first   love   ,   ride   or   dies   ,   friends   with  benefits   ,    someone  really   well   put   together   she   can   annoy   ,   someone   she   digs   but   doesn’t   happen   for   some   reason   or   another   ,   one  night  stand   that   are   kinda   not   one  night   anymore   .

[godzilladatingsim]

tagged by @dalecooperscoffee thank u legend!!!!!!!

Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 that come up. Then tag 10 others to do the same! (note: technically these arent the Actual First Ten. spotify’s shuffle algorithm is so fucking terrible that i had to skip thru a bunch of songs that it gives me literally every time i shuffle) (also please dont think less of me for my 14 yr old music taste)

closer - nine inch nails

1901 - phoenix

pussy is god - king princess

ode to the bouncer - studio killers

1-800-273-8255 - logic, alessia cara, khalid

chlorine - twenty one pilots

bloom - the paper kites

heartbeat - childish gambino

marceline - willow

lift yourself - kanye west [yeah i know]

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