#these are such good numbers sabs

[rrat-king]

27, 72 & 44 for the spotify top songs!! :3

27: Renegade by Taylor Swift and Big Red Machine

"is it insensitive for me to say // get your shit together? // so i can love you"

72: House Song by Searows

"sound it out to an empty house // was it just like you had before // savior pulled from an open mouth // did you want to be something more?"

44: all-american bitch by Olivia Rodrigo

"and i am built like a mother and a total machine // i feel for your every little issue // i know just what you mean"

ask game here !!!

[osaemu]

i'm sorry but how r u gonna be close mutuals with a pedo and not know.....

[sainteda]

“we have two versions of wesper now! enjoy them both :)” we did not need two and no i won’t

[a-x-ce]

Shanks theories I fucking hate with all my heart:

He's actually evil He'll die

Shanks theories I love with all my heart:

Makino baby daddy Him and Luffy have a Davy Back fight for the straw hat

[94erz]

Making hard statements on TXT now, I've consumed enough content and dove in deep enough to be confident in at least some basics.

Bias #1: Taehyun Bias #2: Soobin Hueningkai Yeonjun Beomgyu

Fave duo: Tyunning Fave duo #2: Yeonbin Fave duo #3: Taebin

Top 10 tracks:

Frost

Eternally

Skipping Stones

LO$ER=LO♡ER

0X1 = LOVESONG (I Know I Love You)

Growing Pain

Anti-Romantic

Blue Spring

Magic

PUMA

Special shoutouts:

Can't You See Me? Fairy of Shampoo Run Away Ghosting Blue Hour Dear Sputnik All of TNC: TEMPTATION (best mini album hands down) CROWN Cat & Dog Nap of a star Free Falling Back for More Do It Like That

That's about it, those are the essentials.

[divinesolas]

The Rockstar and Me

requested: would it be okay, if I requested a rockstar!jace x reader? were theve been best friends since childhood and the reader has a crush on jace. jace is a really popular upcoming rockstar and is super busy. he dosnt see reader the same way (just as there bestfriend) and kind neglects the reader bc he's really busy. so one night the reader has enough and they decide they need to take a break from there friendship, so they don't talk for a while. and then jace kinda realises he missed up and took the readers love for granted. In this time he he realizes he like her too.

w.c: 1.6k

c.w: just some minor angst and some fluff :3, not proofread

masterlist - requests open

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You are going to scream.

Not of horror and certainly not of pleasure but you were just so annoyed.

Your roommate would not stop playing their fucking songs, most people would call you crazy but you swear you were about to look for a new apartment and put in big red letters, DO NOT REPLY IF YOU LIKE THE WEST DRAGONS. You have nothing against their music but it all just leads back to him.

Childhood best friend and crush turned ex-best friend rockstar Jacaerys Velaryon. He was your best friend for so long and you had liked him, a part of you still does. A part of you still misses him but you did what you had to do.

You could not just sit around and let him ignore you like that, time and time again he would blow you off to the point you grew sick of it and blocked his number and never looked back. You didn’t just ghost him. instead opting to send him a long messages about how you needed space and he was no longer the guy you knew anymore and told him you were gonna reach out anymore.

That was three months ago and your sure he hasn’t even fucking read it let alone try to reply to it. Three months since your life flipped upside down, moving to a new place, still in the same city but further away from him, new job and some new friends, it was odd at first and still is, being away from him but you won’t just let yourself be walked all over like that.

You had planned to stay in tonight like you normally would but your roommate had other plans, standing in the middle of the room bickering with you while you try to block out the sound of their music in the background.

“I don’t wanna go out sab.” “Come on live a little, come out to the bar with me.” “Maybe another night.” “Nope you are coming tonight. right now. get dressed.”

With that she sprints out of the room and you groan knowing she won’t take no for an answer and get up to get ready. Its just one night out, it won’t be so bad, plus it a good excuse so you don't have to hear his music anymore.

Yet when you walk into the bar its packed with people lining up in front of the stage, you turn to sab and tilt your head. “What is going on?”

She looks at you with a big grin on her face, “I didn’t tell you, oh my god the west dragons are performing here in a few.” Your stomach drops.

No you had to leave, maybe you could fake an illness? No she would catch on and force you to stay. You could make yourself throw up? that would cause too much of a scene. You were definitely going to be sick when you see the lights dim and they walk up on the stage.

He’s the drummer he should not even see you right? you’ll just sit at the bar and count down the seconds until the show is over and you can book it out of the room. Aegon greets the crowd as the groups lead singer and your stomach continues to churn. You met him a handful of times and he was always nice to you, he had a nice voice you could agree but you felt so sick anytime you heard their songs.

The show went on without a hitch and you wish the ringing in your ears would get louder so you wouldnt have to hear it. You find yourself reminiscing about your time with jace with every song that plays. You miss him. Much more than you’d like to admit.

You dont allow your eyes to drift behind aegon, yet you hear him, the sound of the drums, it haunts you, sometimes you can see his hands peak out, when aegon moves you can see his dark curls but never look too close to see his face.

They are taking a mini break with aegon entertaining the crowd, the show is almost over, you could not wait to go take a shower and try to act like this night never happened. Aegons eyes drift around the crowd while he’s talking and they land on you, you watch as his eyes widen and he stumbles over his speech for a moment as he turns back for a second to look at jace.

That was not good. Not good at all. “What was that? do you think he thinks your cute?” “definitely not.” Your words come out more strained than you would like and she looks at you confused, “Is something wrong?”

You open and close your mouth unable to know what to say. Your chest feels like its closing in on its self as she grabs your shoulders worriedly. “I need some air.” You quickly stand and rush out of the bar, sab quickly following after you. The two of you don’t notice the pairs of eyes that trail after you.

You lean against the wall on the outside and try to catch your breath. You did not think this would affect you so much, maybe because your whole life has been around him that now it just feels odd that he’s not around. This whole thing reminded you too much of going to his gigs and him coming up to you after the show to ask you what you thought.

“Who cares if i liked it jace? the people loved it.” “I care, you matter more to me than them.”

“Okay what the hell was that?” You run your hands along your face and stare at sab as she looks at your worried. “Its nothing.”

“oh fuck off its not nothing, nobody just runs out the room looking like they just saw their ex boyfriend over nothing.” She gasps at her own words and covers her mouth, “Oh my god wait did you actually date aegon? fuck if i knew i wouldnt have brought you here im sorry-” “I didn’t date ageon sab and i didnt date any of them.” “Then what happened?”

The two of you freeze as someone clears their throat and sab gasps as she turns around. “Im sorry to interrupt but, do you mind if we talk?” Jace. He was staring right at you. Sab looks between the two of you and gives you a look that says she wants to hear all about this before she runs off.

You stand in silence,, not wanting to be the first to speak. He puts his hands in his pockets and kicks on of the rocks on the ground. “How,,, um how are you?” “Im good.” He nods and continues to simply look anywhere but your face. “Thats good thats good um..” Its awkward. So awkward. It was never this way before but you guess thats just what time apart does to people. And you hate it.

“How are you?” He looks up at you shocked before he stumbles over his words, clearly very nervous. “Im good, im good, um, no no im not good actually. I miss you, so much.” Your breath hitches as you watch him continue to speak, “I regret how i treated you, so much. Im so sorry i miss you more than anything please, i just want us to be friends again, ill do anything to make it up to you.”

You don’t know what to say what to do. This is what you’ve been dreaming of for so long but your heart aches at the thought of returning to being just friends.

“I can’t be friends with you jace.” He stumbles back as if you had shoved him and he looks around attempting to compose himself. You swear you can see tears glazing in his eyes, “I um,” His voice cracks as he speaks and he coughs into his arm, “I understand yes of course, im sorry for bother-”

“I cant be friends with you jace because i cant bare being just friends. All ive ever wanted for so long was to be more with you, and if i go back to being just friends ill spend the rest of my life miserable because ill just be dreaming to be more with you.”

You do not even know when you had begun crying but you feel the tears begin to run down your face as you close your eyes and tilt your head down towards the ground. You feel his hands grip your face and pull you up to look at him, seeing his own tears running down his face.

“Im sorry, im so sorry. I love you. Im sorry it took me so long to realize this and that i had to be apart from you to know but ive realized i need you, i love you so much youre my best friend, the only person i need, i love you.”

You shake your head in disbelief, “You dont mean it.” “I do i do mean it, i love you so much.”

He presses his forehead against yours and you sob harder. “I love you jace.”

“I love you so much, i will work everyday to earn your forgiveness to even be worthy or your love.”

He shakily presses his lips against yours in a peck and you two smile at one another.

“No more ignoring me?”

“Never, never again.”

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perm jace taglist <3

@tyronesien @itsbookworm987 @cruelworldlana @smurfelle @ireneispunk @hxtd @venmondiese @urmomsgirlfriend1 @jacesvelaryons @ravenn-darkholme

[hyper-fixated-princess]

I can’t stop crying. Not just cause I’m sad, but because I’m also FUCKING. PISSED.

Netflix can’t keep doing shit like this. Playing with fans like that, giving them a show to love and support and then snatch it away like it’s no more than a number on the sales chart of the year.

They shouldn’t even be allowed to start filming book adaptations of this magnitude without some sort of certainty for the fans. Without an actual plan to bring ALL the books to life. They pretend like they care about their audience with this 'Geeked Week' and 'TUDUM' bullshit and then they will go and cancel a bunch of shows like it’s nothing. Without explanation and with zero care for the millions of fans who will be emotionally affected by this.

And I’m sorry, but what the fuck are the other 4 shows that got cancelled with SaB???!?!! I had NEVER heard of them, EVER. One of them is an animated show that has Elvis Preasley as a secret agent, like, GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK. It is truly insulting that they even put SaB and the SoC spinoff in that same category. It feels like they’re laughing to our faces.

And to make it even worse, they give shows like 'Elite' SEVEN FUCKING SEASONS!! SEVEN!!!! A series about teenagers that just fuck each other and that everyone thinks it’s SHIT. And they also make movies like 'The Archies', a 'Riverdale' spin-off (aka the show EVERYONE was glad it finally ended).

But “oh no! God forbid we renew shows that have relatable, lovable characters, loyal fanbases and good storytelling. Now that would be awful.” So they go off and cancel 'Shadow and Bone', and the 'Six of Crows' spinoff, and 'Anne With an E', '1899', 'I Am Not Okay With This', 'Sense8', 'Glow', 'Julie and the Phantoms', 'Daredevil' and the list goes ON AND ON.

Fuck you Netflix. FUCK. YOU.

[sabh0]

Little rant and probably a controversial opinion, please don't burn me at the stake for that If i asked you to guess how many dazai anon accounts have i blocked here till now, what number would u think of? Bc i just checked - i currently have 9 of their accounts blocked. 2 from this week alone. And it's not like i go around hunting for them. I just randomly open tumblr to check what silly things did ppl say about my art, and then i see 50 different reblogs, comments or asks from dazai anon alone, being no longer only mean to Chuuya or skk, but bashing my art or telling me to off myself!!! Yay!! And u know, it wasn't a problem in the beginning. The stuff they write is comedic with how stupid it is. I could also interact with em smh (ngl, they left me for a good while after i drew them and chuuya making out that one time). And as i said, before they didn't attack me personally. But then i started getting comments that i shouldn't interact with dazai anon bc something something they're mentally unstable? Like im sorry, but how is this my problem. They come to me and regularly tell me to hurt myself, but i can't even reply to them bc "sab, it's no use, they're sick smth smth smth, just block them"?? Like bruh aight, it's just that sitting silently actually starts to affect me. Bc no matter how many accounts i block, they come back with a new one the moment they realize they're blocked. And the whole carousel of "block, dont interact" starts again. I just think it's not really alright to tell ppl that they can't in any way stand up for themselves? Why do i have to care about personal wellbeing or a sad backstory of someone who doesn't respect mine? Why should i even know about their problems? They're a complete stranger to me and i don't really go around reading random people's biographies on the internet. Like aughhh it's seriously starting to annoy me now,,,, i'm not saying ppl ACCEPT what dazai anon does, but using the excuse that they're not okay mentally just doesn't sit right with me, idk. Mental health problems should never be an excuse for hurting others, imo.

[aleksanderscult]

Hi👐

sooo.... sometimes I like to torture myself I go to other sites and see what they say about the darkling and it is what you think it is, the same usual stuff "oh the darkling is so evil" " he may have right cause but he killed innocents " "(gasp)! You can't forget what he did to Alina , genya and especially Zoya " " don't compare him to my baby kaz" I rolled my eyes so hard and looked so done that my mom asked me what's wrong. I wanted to create a account so bad and try to save Sasha from these people but then decided it was worthless.

I still remember how I came to this fandom. The first book I ever read was six of crows by some recommendations in the internet. I admit when I first read the book I was a immediate fan. I love kaz and inej. The book was funny and good. ( Even though I still don't understand the ice court part). While reading the book I don't really understand nina and Matthias pov ( I will be honest I mostly glossed over them) cause the second army and little palace part confused me a bit. The thing is when i first read six of crows I really don't notice about grisha and the hatred fridja has about grisha much. ( Matthias said his family was killed by grisha so I thought it was some kind of war-thingy with both of them hurting each other not this nazi thing fridja was going on) I then tried to read the SAB next I only know about this evil darkling with his evil power who try to manipulate and groomed the heroine . But I was so confused when both Alina and darkling didn't even meet that much like I could count number of times they talked before winter fete. Like WTF Alina one sec you are like 'he so hot his eyes have you seen his eyes" then suddenly OMG he so evil so evil. I read the next two book to see if any improvement but I was dumfounded when they killed darkling I almost throw my laptop across my room. I was so reviled to find some people who just think like me about sasha, I really thought I must have read some other version of book with the way the antis was saying. So thank you for your content and just like your profile say yours are really a safe place for darkling fan

...... I just now realised I have written some big para about me ranting useless things. But oh well ( shrugs) I have already written it might well as send it then. Oh I am so sorry for this

Oh anon, this message just brightened my day. Thank you for this ❤️❤️. And rants are always welcome here so no worries.

Don't waste your time and happiness on the antis. They're really not worth it. Just savor your characters without giving attention to what others think.

Both the author and the fandom disappoint but the impact Aleksander left us will remain and it will be enjoyed by us. No matter what.

[hi-avathisside]

okay a little storytime, puraani baat hai but aaj bhi woh insaan bohot yaad aata hai, toh uske liye storytime hehe

So i used to go in a van to school, like other children obv, toh wahan par we had this little group of friends (my best memories about school okay imma cry if i talk about school more so moving on) Toh wahan par ek ladka tha, and we all were good friends, group main the and all, chhote the so no phone numbers or whatsapp groups, only friends irl. And he was in the singing club. He used to sing very good. toh hum log antakshari khelte the usually and he used to sing, so one time, randomly, uss time par hum chup chap behte the, matlab sab apne main gossip kar rhe the koi ek saath collectively koyi game nahi khel rha tha, this is like 2017s ki baaat hai, god i feel so old, so main aur woh aamne-saamne baithe the, khidki ki side, baaki sab bachhe apni baatein kar rhe the, aur ek dum se I looked at him, and he looked at me, and the world went silent. dead silent. that moment, that eye-contact I won't ever forget.

Fir ek aur baar aisa hi kuch hua, hum aise hi antaakshari khel rhe the, fir na sabka ghar aagaya tha, uska stop last tha, aur mera 2nd last, toh sa chale gaye, it was me, aand him, and a few little children, uske saath hi utarte the, same colony. So he then looks at me, and I'm look at him, and I smile a little and he smiles back. Fir fir fir OKAY OKAY

he asks me "Tera favourite gaana konsa hai?" Main uss time par zyada gaane nahi sunti thi, only on radio and agar van main bajj rahe hote the toh woh sun leta tha. Uss time par popular gaanon main se ek joh mujhe bohot pasand tha it was "Tum hi ho" so I said, Tum hi ho, aur fir uss bande ne mere liye woh gaana gaaya. YES USNE LITERALLY GAANA GAAYA. I WAS BLUSHING SO HARD AND THEN HE SMILED AND I SMILED AND I SAID A LITTLE "thank you" and he smiled again and for most of the time i was looking at him, he was looking at me.

ek aur baar, hua kya I was in the bus, he was also there, but mujhe aane main thoda late hogaya tha so I had to stand in the bus, that guy, stood up and gave me his seat. I- I was speechless. And again him and I had that eye contact again and uhhhhhh I melted. he was so cute, probably he still is. ab toh bohot saal hogaye baat kiye hue lekin khuda ki marzi hai sab :)

(plus i was a really quiet kid, a really really quiet one, and I did not talk to anyone, not even him, group main sabse chup main hi rehti thi, bit still the eye contacts were enough. and he was the outgoung social type, sabse baat karni, saare dost the uske, he used to smile and laugh all the time, probably, uske liye dost banana aasaan hota hoga )

ek aur baar kya hua, since woh paas main hi rehta tha, He and I met accidently, main mummy ke saath thi we were going, and he was in a car, red light thi, and he got out of the window, like peeked(lol) and he was like( my name!) aggressive waving, and I smiled and waved back, at first jab usne mujhe nahi dekha tha, mujhe pata hi nahi tha he was there lol, fir then he called my name, so I noticed him, he was looking very sweet that day.

fir uske baad usne na school chhod diya, aur phir yaar usse baat hi nahi hui kabhi. I don't know how aur why I suddenly remembered him, but I did and so we are here.

that's all. plus a lot of eye contacts an romantic tension.

Let's name him Ak <3

Aaj pata nahi kaise yeh story aur woh insaan yaad aa gaya, so wanted to share :) Thank you for reading it till the end.

"दिल ने चाहा तो फिर मिलेंगे,

खुदा ने चाहा तो फिर मिलाए जाएँगे। "

[equalhealerr]

Feel like the only vet fair truly has in her corner outside of her fever teammates is Sabrina. She knows how awful this league is to rookies with immense talent and it’s been proven this past season with how almost every single vet has treated her and if they have shown her love it’s been fake bc why is cloud posting the segment on her story saying what Caitlin has said isn’t good enough and she needs to do more bc only Caitlin has brought in all the hate not the AR fans who had her teammates crying in their interviews not the so called fans of these people who has an interaction with Caitlin who were never talked about before it’s alll on Caitlin to fix. I’m so glad and proud of her and Sab to be honest for not doing that unrivaled shit. She may have been offered it but no one truly wanted her there they just wanted to pawn off her popularity. Plus how the hell is Paige going to do unrivaled when she’s still going to be on her college season

Sabrina isn't the only "vet" or player in the W that has her back I feel like. Tina Charles said she was in awe of her for how she handles herself and she made sure she was okay after she rolled her ankle in that Atlanta game. Caitlin also has good relationships with Tash Cloud and even Brittney Griner even though we've only seen them interact on the court. Tash and Caitlin have each other's phone numbers as well so I don't know what's going on with the whole insta story situation. DeWanna spoke kindly about her and her and her Aerial Powers are friends as well, she's always commenting under her posts.

Although I think unrivaled would be good for the experience, I feel like Caitlin isn't the type of person to invest or join a league like unrivaled not because she doesn't need money or publicity but because she prefers to train with an actual coach. I don't see Caitlin playing in unrivaled or AU let alone playing overseas.

As for Paige playing in unrivaled, I don't even know if that's confirmed so I truly couldn't tell you how she'd play in that league anyways.

[gojonanami]

Hi Sab, I just reread your Actor AU again, and I love it so so much. I think it really is what’s gonna save me from JJK depression (are you depressed because you’re JJK fans or are you JJK fans because you’re depressed?) and now I’ll just remind myself that they’re actors and that JJK isn’t real whenever Gege releases a new chapter and kills yet another dilf haha

I will now read the Actor AU like it's my personal bible heh.

Yay! We get to see Nanami! When Nanami’s character got killed off, did he become Gojo’s agent?

Suguru tilts his head with a small grin, “Are you lonely? Why don’t you find someon—“ OMG THIS HAD ME SCREAMING! You can just see in your head the shit eating grin he has on when he says that!

“They would be lucky to have you — do you know how many people say you were their favorite character? They were ready to fight me and Satoru for you,” he adds with a chuckle, lips ghosting over the swell of your cheek, “I think they would beat us with sheer numbers,” “Nah, I’d win,” Satoru says.    OMG THIS HAD ME SCREAMING TOO! Of course he’d say that! Of course! Someone has gotta show him all the nah i’d win memes! Now I’m just imagining another press/interview video where they make Satoru rank all the nah i’d win memes on a tier list ahahhahaha and he’d see one like this but with reader chan’s character instead, and he’d rank it S tier ahahahahah

I just love the dynamic between reader chan and satosugu. Their relationship together has such funny banter, and super duper sweet moments where they take care of each other, and how jealous satosugu got when reader chan had to do her scenes with Sukuna XD and when they noticed her having her panic attack at the end and calmed her down <3 it really was a treat to read

And also, OMG PROF GOJO IS OUT!

Thank you so much Sab for writing. Every single one of your ideas is brilliant. Every single one of your works will make someone's day that much better. Thank you Sab 🙏🙏🙏

ahhh I’m so glad 🥹💕 because I truly love the actor au fic 😭 it was so fun to write and it makes me happy you even reread it 😭 that’s so funny because I have a little thing that says that exact phrase from a con and I love it so much 😭

hahaha yeah that’s what I implied because I can see nanami getting sick of stardom and deciding to become an agent (but then going back to acting because he gets sent to deal with gojo 😭)

haha I had to include “nah I’d win” somewhere but he definitely would lose against fandom tbh 😭😭😭 oh my god, he so would though and he would look into the camera and just deadpan

awww I’m so glad the dynamic was good 😭🥹 I worried about how it would come off but honestly their dynamic is so perfect for me so I’m glad you enjoyed it too 🥹💕ahhh yes I hope you enjoy prof gojo 🥹💕

thank you for being here and enjoying my writing — all of your asks and comments and reblogs truly make my day and make my day brighter. I love you 🥹💕 this message made my day truly

[mattscoquette]

lowkey fall/winter of 2022 was like such a good time for the triplets since they expanded their friendship with people who were actually in the social media space but that friendship was messy as hell 😭 (ness,anna, sab, oliver) but like their numbers were doing rlly good that time period

ikkkk i feel like they were fr on the road to being rlly rlly big and like now i feel like they’re kinda like at that peak. like honestly i feel like they prob won’t get much bigger than they are now

[jimmys-zeppelin]

moonbeam

ch. v

table of contents

may 14, 1998

Sabrina entered Clarence’s with a food-full plastic bag in her hand. Lunch. And she was starving.

There were still a few finishing touches she had to put on the second of Jimmy’s three suits. She wouldn’t be done with the third until Sunday at the least. Luckily, she had peace of mind in knowing he would only need one of the suits for his trip. She debated giving him a call about the status of his garments…

Perhaps it would be too much.

But he said to call, her mind urged her.

“Fuck this,” Sabrina muttered to herself. Upon entering her office, the silence was serene. The tinny Lionel Richie playing inside the store was muffled behind the makeshift partition and she hummed along to All Night Long as she unpacked her Chinese takeaway. A few loud steps boomed up the creaky staircase—footsteps she knew well as Daniel’s—and soon his tall, lanky figure appeared into the office.

She muttered a ‘hello’ to him while taking her seat at her desk. Daniel did the same, waving to her with similar regard. He had propped open a book and smacked a piece of gum between his teeth. Fresh out of university, Daniel had a degree in Textiles; something Sabrina had no idea was a possible degree path.

The irony of the situation was that he was apprenticing under her. It gave Sabrina a silly boost to her ego.

She split her chopsticks and cracked open her Coke before she began to dig in. Not halfway into her first mouthful of chicken fried rice, Daniel slapped his book shut and an uncomfortable silence fell over them.

"I heard Jimmy Page was in for a fitting?" he asked.

Sabrina froze, slowly finishing her mouthful of food while the sound of her heart pounded throughout her entire body.

She gulped, "Yeah...last week."

"Fuck. Right when I catch a cold. How was he? What did he get?"

"Three suits. I've finished two of them."

"Seriously?" he exclaimed.

"Dunno why everyone's shitting themselves about this guy. He's just a normal bloke. Very nice." And kinda hot...

"Sab, I know you like the Spice Girls and that George Michael fruit but this guy was huge back in the day. I wonder why he'd even come to our store to be fitted."

"My dad and brother buzz off rock music so I know who he is, but he's a normal person. And he's a regular here, comes at least once every week or so. Guess he likes the savings," Sabrina shrugged.

Daniel's eyebrows furrowed, "How come I've never seen him?"

"Just unlucky, I guess," she teased, a grin spreading over her face. "I gave him your card, though. Mine hadn't come in yet so I put in a good word for you."

Excitement shone through his eyes, seemingly jumping for joy while stationed in his seat, "I could kiss you right now, Sab," then paused to think. "Did he leave his number?"

"Yeah, but I'd have to find the note I made with it."

A partial lie. Sabrina had written his number into her files for safekeeping, but she had left his receipt at her flat. She could practically see it laying beside her phone, the numbers begging to be dialed and given a chance.

"When you do, I wanna call to tell him the suits are ready," Daniel stood.

Sabrina guffawed, "Why would I let you call when I've done all the work?"

"Sab, what if he answers? It'd be an honor to tell him his suits are ready to be picked up."

"You sound like my brother right now," she chuckled. "He was practically on his knees asking for Jimmy's phone number after I told him."

"Please," he begged. He stepped closer to Sabrina's desk, picking one of the three fortune cookies she'd gotten with her meal.

“No,” she answered, “When you get your own famous client, then you can call them whenever you want.”

☽

The dial tone droned through the phone's receiver. Sabrina fought with herself over whether or not to press the final number to Jimmy's phone number. A sudden impulse decision made her press the number and soon the phone began to ring.

As her palms became increasingly sweatier, Sabrina could only imagine the conversation ahead. What would he say? How would he say it? What would she say? Suddenly, she felt transported back to her secondary school days when calling her crush's phone number. Then, she felt dumb.

She shook the anxiety from her mind and when the last ring was about to complete itself, the line clicked, "Hello?" his gentle voice said through the phone. Sabrina felt her heart melt just a little inside.

"Hi, this is Sabrina from Clarence's. Is this Jimmy?" Sabrina said the message as she normally would have to a normal customer. But she and Jimmy knew that he was anything but a normal customer and their interactions were anything but normal.

"Hi, Sabrina. This is Jimmy, yes. How are you?" Jimmy asked.

Sabrina smiled to herself, a step shy of giggling into the phone. "Good, thank you. And yourself?"

"Much better now," he paused to exhale amusedly. "Are you calling about the suits?"

"Yes, actually. The black and blue suits are ready for pickup, but the green one will have to wait until Sunday. I know you said you only needed one ready for today, but I tried my best to have all of them ready for you."

"That's quite alright, Sabrina. Shall I stop by this afternoon to pick them up?"

"That would be splendid, Jimmy."

Splendid?

"And will I have the honor of seeing you? I like to thank my tailors personally after I've seen their handiwork."

Sabrina felt her heart race in her chest when he spoke, "I'll be here until four as usual."

Jimmy paused for what seemed like a check of his watch. "I should get going then..." he chuckled. "I'll have someone come pick me up and I should be there soon."

"Sounds good," she paused for a beat, "People are buzzing about your appearance last week. I just spoke with Daniel over lunch and he was very upset to have missed you."

"Maybe he can alter some other piece of clothing I should buy and he can make my acquaintance. But I think I'm set on who I have altering my clothes now."

"Oh really? Who would that be, then?"

Jimmy laughed softly, "You, of course, darling."

"Oh—" Sabrina started, overcome with a short wave of shock at his response. "You haven't even seen my work yet and you're already praising it."

"You do a great job as a cashier. And you are head of alterations, aren't you?"

"That doesn't have anything to do with the work I do—"

"It has everything to do with it," Jimmy answered enthusiastically. "Listen, I'll be there in an hour. Can you wait for me?"

Daniel's footsteps came up the stairs once again. Sabrina was relieved the conversation had been coming to an end when he entered through the curtain. He furrowed his brow and signaled the phone with his fingers, silently asking who she was talking to.

"Of course I can wait, Jimmy," she said.

"Jimmy Page?” Daniel whispered loudly, nearly jumping for joy at the prospect. Sabrina nodded, turning away from him so as not to distract from her conversation.

"Beautiful...I'll see you, Sabrina."

Her heart fluttered, "Bye, Jimmy," she said. Upon placing the phone back onto the receiver, Sabrina let out a deep sigh, collapsing herself onto the desk.

“Not fair,” Daniel complained. He let out a distressed sigh before continuing, "I need your help with a customer. Are you busy?"

☽

Sabrina stood outside in the back alleyway of Clarence’s with Conner as he puffed on a cigarette. This was their usual ritual during the warmer months when she needed an additional moment away from the cash register or sewing machine. Conner didn’t mind, he enjoyed the extra bit of conversation while not being under the managerial watchful eye. She had had no qualms about the hobby itself, but the stench of the tobacco brought back nauseating memories.

Yet, despite this, she held an unlit cigarette between her fingers to further cast the illusion that she was on a “smoke break”.

"Why are you stood out here with me again?" Conner asked, not minding Sabrina as he flicked his bright green Bic.

The weather was too warm to be with a sweater, yet too cool to comfortably be without one. Sabrina rocked back and forth on her heels waiting to see if Jimmy's car would approach; an attempt at raising her body heat.

"Needed the fresh air,” she answered.

"You're second-hand smoking off me, Sab."

"Yeah, you should really kick that habit..." she said mindlessly, still stretching her neck to peer out into the quiet street. She rolled the cigarette between her fingers nervously.

"Why? So we can stand here and look like a couple of drug dealers?" Conner laughed, inhaling and blowing the air away from Sabrina's face, only for the wind to blow it back in her direction.

Sabrina rolled her eyes, "It's not good for you. Anyway, I'm headed back in; I'm starting to get cold out here."

"Is Jimmy coming back today?" Conner teased. "I heard Daniel talking shit earlier."

"About me?" Sabrina asked with a laugh. To his nod she said, "He's just jealous because he's the one who wants to be face deep in Jimmy's crotch."

"You say that like you weren't absolutely drooling all over him the other day."

"I wasn't!" Sabrina shot back. "If anything, Jimmy's the one flirting with me."

Conner hummed in disagreement, "I think you like the older ones and don't realize it, Sab. Just be careful. Men like him have whole mausoleums in their wardrobes. And those skeletons are dusty..." he said, taking another drag of his cigarette.

"How would you know?"

"You just know, Sabrina," he insisted. "What time is it?"

She checked the time on her watch, "Nearly four. Jimmy's probably here already. I'll catch you inside,” she said, passing Conner back his cigarette.

"Later," he replied, watching as Sabrina headed back out into the street to enter back into Clarence's through the front.

Sabrina was barely in the door when she heard someone call her name from the sidewalk. Jimmy, with his hands deep in his pockets, started on a light jog so as to approach her faster.

"Glad I caught you," he smiled, the corners of his eyes scrunching so all she could see were his pupils. He held the door for her as they entered back into the store; the regulated temperature bringing Sabrina some relief.

"I thought I had nearly missed you," Sabrina replied. "I was just in the back for a little bit. Taking in some outside air."

"Long day?"

"It's been alright. Nothing too bad," She began leading him back up into the fitting area. They bypassed her coworkers who seemed not to notice Jimmy—at least for the time being.

Jimmy's suits were hung in a changing booth where Sabrina had gone to retrieve them. She gave the zipped up bags a good pat before coming into the main area. "Do you want to take a look?"

He shook his head and reached out to Sabrina for the bags that nearly matched her height. They looked much smaller in his grasp. "I trust you."

"Do you?" She teased.

Jimmy took a deep breath, his exhale making it obvious he was holding back a laugh.

"Come on, Jimmy, I just want to see if you like them."

"I'm sure I will, Sabrina."

"Please," Sabrina countered. She batted her eyelids so as to draw a laugh from him. This time she broke through, once again getting the chance to see the delicate crow's feet bunch up by his eyes and to see the shake of his head as he couldn't believe she’d gotten him. It was only then that she noted his cologne again. The combination of it with the smell of the leather jacket he wore was sure to stir up any woman's interest.

He grimaced a bit at her begging, still sure (as he had said) that her work would have been to the quality that he had expected. But just to give her the satisfaction, Jimmy unzipped the bag and examined the navy colored suit coat and eyed it meticulously.

"Just as I thought. Wonderful work, Sabrina."

Sabrina nodded. "Thank you," she paused, "You can, uhm, you can call me Sab—if you want. All my friends call me Sab." she cringed as the words left her mouth, though, couldn't reverse them now.

"Sab," Jimmy replied, testing out how the name sounded on his lips. He played with the 'B' at the end for a moment, saying her name in full before fixing his gaze back onto her.

"You got it out of your system?" she smiled.

"I'm only teasing. I'll keep that in mind."

"Have you got any nicknames?" she asked.

"Just Jimmy. My full name's James."

"That rhymes," Sabrina chuckled. "Anyone call you Jim?"

"Not anyone that I like," he answered, his eyes firmly on hers the entire time, occasionally glancing away to map out the features of her face. She knew he had spotted not only the dark circles beneath her eyes, but also the smile lines that her mother nagged her about on a consistent basis. Jimmy held an amused look in his eyes, like he wanted to say something he couldn't.

Sabrina felt that she was unable to look away from him. His face seemed to have so much to offer her: dimpled cheeks further made charming by the combination of time and weight; Adam's apple bobbing as he took in steady breaths; the soft curl of his hair swiping his forehead like an older Superman trying hard to retain his image. All combined, she simply couldn't peel her eyes off him.

"Alright then," Sabrina said, "So you're happy with the suits? They'll serve you adequately for your time in America?"

"Absolutely. Thank you very much, Sab," he replied, nudging her with his elbow.

"You're very welcome. And since you've paid, you're free to go," she said, using her heels to begin rocking back and forth again.

"Alright, so I'll see you around then. I'll come get the last suit when I come back."

Sabrina nodded, "Safe travels, Jimmy."

He gave her a small smile and nodded. Jimmy's hand came out to touch her shoulder and it was as if all the cells in her body froze. Her breath hitched softly, then was a soft squeeze of his hand. Seconds later, he was gone again, and Sabrina watched as he trotted down the steps. She didn’t move a single muscle until well after she heard the jingling bells of the front door, signifying Jimmy’s exit.

☽

Later, Sabrina had come to find out that Jimmy had left her an extra hundred pounds as gratuity at the register. Much to her dismay, she pocketed it on her way out the door. A fleeting thought entered her mind that she should give him a call and reprimand him for his tip.

Then she debated if it was even worth it. She didn't want to make it seem as if she was too comfortable around him. After all, she barely knew him. That wasn’t to say she wasn't against getting to know him better.

The Northern line train rumbled along its tracks and Sabrina idly watched as people engaged in a myriad of activities. One woman sat with her nose in a book, her presumed son seated beside her, beating the living shit out of his Gameboy. Another man stoically read his Wembley Observer; the front page reading "Bid to Oust Tory Chief", something Sabrina would have to ask her father about later on.

She was nearly asleep on the train up to Brent Cross. Her mother had insisted she come for dinner as she had cooked extra and "wanted her daughter back home", if only for one night. Sabrina couldn't deny that a home cooked meal would do her some good. She could barely fry an egg without setting her flat ablaze so she was stuck with shoddy sandwiches and cheap takeout.

The train slowed to a stop at Brent Cross station, the tiled signs becoming clearer with each passing moment. Sabrina barely wasted a second following the opening of the doors before she was on the platform and weaving through the corridors she grew to know so well.

Her father's red Volkswagen flashed its lights at her upon her exiting the station. Sabrina made a quick approach to the car, entering the vehicle to see her father's outstretched arms.

Granting him the hug, Sabrina's father hummed contentedly. "Always great to receive a hug from your child. How are you Beanie?"

"No longer a child, that's for sure, Dad," Sabrina chuckled. "Where's Zach?" she asked as the car backed away from its spot.

"Home. Your mum needed help with something or other..." he trailed off, forgetting just why Zachary had stayed at home. He waved off the question. "You been alright, dear?"

Sabrina nodded, answering, "Everything's...going."

"Your mother worries about you being in that flat all alone. I tell her you'll be fine, but of course I worry about you, too, darling."

A pang of muted annoyance hit her, but she knew he had a good point. Nonetheless, she had to dispel their worries.

"I think I might get back into dating soon...maybe I'll have someone to keep me even more safe,” she lied.

"Oh, don't tell your mother," her father breathed a laugh, "She'll ask too many questions. Plus she's still holding out hope for Shaun..." he trailed off.

Sabrina scoffed. “What for?”

“Oh, come on, Beanie. You were together so long. Don’t tell me he’s dead to you already.”

That and more. “Shaun’s a prick,” she said, unable to hold back.

There was a tsk of his tongue, "Don't say that."

It was much quieter following the stunted conversation point about Shaun. Sabrina knew that what he had done didn't deserve her forgiveness; not for a very long time. There was no way her parents would understand his actions, either. This all left her in even more of a dilemma with her "beloved" ex-boyfriend.

"Heard any good music lately?" Sabrina tried. They were nearly home free, the familiar turns of the streets she had spent her childhood and teenage years on started to flood her mind with memories.

"Just my old eight-tracks. Stones, Clapton, this, that, the other. You?"

"I don't know," Sabrina trailed off, "Not much besides the radio playing at work. CD's, the like." She shrugged.

"Oh, I have a CD you may like. Remind me to get it for you before you leave," his fingers tapped at the steering wheel in time to the bass of the song playing quietly on the radio. They pulled into the driveway.

"Yeah? Who?"

"George Michael. I picked it up 'cause it looked interesting and it was quite good. Think you'll like it."

“What’s it called?” she asked, hoping the disc wouldn’t be one she already had in her collection.

“Something like Star Girl or what have you…it’s only got a few songs on it. But it has that song you like on it, Everything She Wants. An acoustic version of it.”

Excitement filled Sabrina’s chest. She had been putting off buying the Star People ‘97 single mostly because of her inability to justify the purchase. But she had also been unable to buy it because she could never find it in any shops near her. It was a wonder how her father had managed to encounter it in the tiny shops of Brent Cross. She would interrogate further once she had the disc in her hands.

As the two entered Sabrina's childhood home, the look and feel of the place always gave her an indescribable blast from the past. The wallpapered walls were the same as the ones that littered the backgrounds of hers and Zachary's childhood photos.

The shag carpet had been freshly hoovered—meaning shoes were forbidden until the carpet was trampled over again—the colors remained the very same, if not a bit faded from time. Sabrina gripped at the long carpet with her socks just as she had many-a-time in her teenage years when being lectured at dinner.

She could already tell this visit home wasn’t going to be the relaxing break from reality she was hoping. There was something in the air. And Sabrina didn’t like it one bit.

Everyone managed pleasantries as usual, but once around the table, the atmosphere made Sabrina more uneasy.

The clinking of silverware on ceramic put Sabrina’s nerves on edge and the usual delicious smell of Yorkshire pudding was rancid in her nostrils.

"David, did you get the radishes at the market like I asked you to?" Her mother, Georgia, asked.

The adult children very well knew the answer to the question. The two merely exchanged glances, hoping to god they would be spared from a passive aggressive discussion between their parents.

David looked up from his plate. He pretended a pondering look before looking regrettably at his wife, "Sorry George, I forgot," he swallowed, "Was so excited to see our Beanie that it slipped my mind."

Sabrina's mother fixed her gaze to her instead, "Sabrina, you'll never guess who I spoke to this week."

She broke off a piece of Yorkshire pudding and thought through all the people she could have possibly spoken to. She came up empty. "Hm?"

Zachary's foot nudged Sabrina's beneath the table. The knowing look he gave her made her heart sink into the pit of her stomach. Her expression turned in an instant.

"Shaun called this week," Georgia quipped excitedly, "Don't make that face! He said he wishes you both left off on a better note."

"Mum—" Sabrina started.

"Plus, he was so keen on proposing! And you went and clipped his wings, darling. He was so upset, the poor thing."

Finding that she couldn't possibly muster a response, Sabrina stared idly back at her mother.

"Say something, dear, don't just stare at me all bug-eyed."

"I haven't quite come to terms with him myself, Mum. I still need to do some personal reflection," Sabrina answered as calmly as she could manage.

"What does that even mean?" she threw her hands up. "I invited him for dinner on Sunday. I'd better hope you'll be in attendance."

Sabrina took another beat. "I'll have to politely decline. I'm busy this Sunday."

"Oh—" Georgia said. "You'll be missed, then."

"Sab, can you pass the mash, please?" Zachary mumbled. Without a word, she obliged, transferring the heavy bowl to her brother's hands.

The buzzing in her pocket diverted Sabrina's attention. She furrowed her brow, angling herself in her seat to better retrieve her phone from her jeans. "Sorry," she said.

Jimmy Page — mobile flashed on the screen back at her. Sabrina blinked once, then twice. The name didn't budge. Eventually she stared long enough that the call dropped. It was only then that she heard her heart pounding in her ears and felt the heat rising to her cheeks.

She wondered what Jimmy could have possibly wanted from her at this hour...

“Everything okay?” her father asked.

Sabrina couldn’t help a stammer. "Sorry, it was—uhm—a colleague."

"You're red as a tomato…quite some colleague," Zachary chuckled. Sabrina kicked him beneath the table and quickly put her cell phone back into her pocket. She reached for her glass of water, downing the rest of the liquid as the rest of the table sat in silence.

The feeling of her cell phone in her pocket was now an unwelcome intrusion. Conversation carried on between Sabrina’s family as she idly sat there. Stewing.

The assumption of Sabrina’s mother that she would be enthusiastic about dinner with Shaun followed by the unsolicited call from Jimmy was the one-two punch she didn’t know would be coming her way that evening. Perhaps this was the horrible sick-to-her-stomach feeling that had welcomed her into her parent’s home just half an hour earlier.

“Excuse me,” Sabrina said suddenly. Her feet carried her up the stairs, muscle memory guiding her back to her lilac and white striped bedroom. She swung the door closed, not quite slamming it, but pushing it hard enough that the door easily clicked into place.

“God,” she exhaled, letting her breath go as if she had been holding it in for much too long. Her face was hot and she pushed her thick, dark hair out away from her eyes. Her vision clouded over and she let herself go for long enough that her cheeks became streaked with tears. She wiped them away quickly, not fully allowing herself to have the moment she so desperately needed in light of her mother’s insensitivity.

Sabrina looked around her childhood bedroom, turning so she could reach for the sticker-laden light switch. The wallpaper that had been cut around it had been peeling for fifteen years, the yellowing beginning only recently. The warm glow of the yellow light placed Sabrina back into the mid-80s. The Raggedy Ann doll on her bed, the gargantuan Wham! poster on the wall above her headboard, and finally, her vanity. Looking at it now, she kind of wanted to take it back to her flat with her. The vanity that once held dozens of perfume bottles and all sorts of makeup products was now so empty it looked out of place in her old bedroom.

She sat on the pink suede-cushioned stool, crossing one leg over the other and holding her face in her hands. Her breath was the only sound she focused on for a long while. The steadiness brought her back to a better sense of calm. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket; an attempt to better examine what had just happened.

MISSED CALL

Jimmy Page — mobile

CALL BACK | EXIT

“Why the fuck…?” Sabrina whispered to herself. Her fingers ghosted between the arrow keys of “Call Back” and “EXIT” and considered calling him back before nervousness got the better of her and she clicked away from the pop-up.

Footsteps became louder as they squeaked up the staircase, nearer and nearer to her bedroom. Silence. Then, “Sab?” Zachary’s muffled voice came through the door. “You alright?”

In a rush, Sabrina stood and shoved her phone back into her pocket. “Yeah!” she exclaimed all too loud, “I’m—I just needed a minute.”

The door opened without so much as a knock, “I told her not to say anything about Shaun, that you wouldn’t—”

“It’s okay, Zach. It’s my fault I haven’t told her what happened yet.”

“Well, yeah, but you shouldn't have to. It’s over, she shouldn’t keep pestering you about him.”

Sabrina sighed, “I know. I know…”

There was a lull, Zachary staring at the floor, not wanting to ask, but desperately wanting to know…

“So, who called you?” he asked, a smile growing on either side of his lips.

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[kaiserkisser]

haihaihaiii hows my favourite person doing ?? i hope school n studies r going well 🫶

today aka tuesday we had maths 'practicals' which is basically just them maths teachers giving us some important questions to solve and we have to write those questions in our maths journal (idk y they even have maths practicals tbh 😓) so tbey check our journal after that so that's why i went to school today. it was literally the sole reason i came to school and guess what? our maths teacher was absent. like. why :c also attendence bhi attendence sheet pass karke li to me absent bhi hoti to meri friend mere roll number pe presenty laga dete yaar 😭😭

anyways we had pt after maths but sab logo ko ghar jane ki bhot ghayi thi (sir ka dhayn nhi that tab kuch ladke to aise hi bag utha ke bhaag gaye) so sir left us 15 minutes early because we don't do anything in pt honestly haha

andd then i came to the station and theres this didi who is with me like we sit facing each other in the train and we both r the first ones jo train me chad jate hai (ladies coach hai na to bhot zyda bheed reheta hai agar thoda bhi late hua to kahde rehene ko bhi jaga nhi milti :')) so everyday thers ALWAYS some ladies ka drama chal rha reheta hai. toh vo didi aur me hamesha eye contact aur smile karte hai like kuch keheni ki bhi jarurat nhi reheti hum dono eye contact se hi baat kar lete hai hehe. like hamne kabhi mu pe eak dusre se actually baat nhi ki hai par she has become one of the small joys of my boring life hehe :3 also bhot dino baad i ate those little hearts biscuits today i used to love them sm as a kid hehe ><

ok i yapped a lot there haha anyways i hope prelims go great and i hope ur taking care of urself (PLS tske care of urself) drink lots of water and eat lots and try to get as much sleep as you can i love you/p take care <333

HELLOOOO im doing fine actually hehe not bad :333 (unless u count the fact that prelims r in less than 10 days fuck-) i mean tbh yeah ig but i mostly studied on my own kyunki schl ka syllabus abhi tak khatam nhi huya hai 💀💀 crossing my fingers i get good marks ����anyways how are YOU doing ‼️‼️‼️

wha- honestly in my whole life i have never once heard of MATHS practicals what in the actual falafal- oh wait so basically like a maths project lol

WAIT so how much attendence is compulsory????? and oo so do u normally stay home n study?? AND BRO THATS THE WORST its like when i carry all the thickass books to schl and then none of them are used 💀 your teacher used that as an excuse for maximum attendance lmao xhahsh and damnnnn nice friend they dont checkwhether ur actually there???

ngl i would have done what the guys did too lol- i like just chilling or walking around in pt with my frnds lol not actual pt-

OO THATS SO NICE WHAY DHSHSHS thats so sweet hehe OHHH LITTLE HEARTS????? I LOVE THOSE OMFG DJSHDHSH

and i love listening to ur yap :3333 i hope so too 😭😭😭 um i am i am dw!!! im actually taking better care of myself than i used to before lol hehe :333 sleep tho- whats that? /j/j YOU TAKE CARE OF URSELF TOO!!! DONT STRESS URSELF OUT WITH STUDIES!!!! eat and drink well, rest up and dont firget to take breaks :3333

[taegularities]

hey! Rid i hope u r doing good 🫶 . i just thiught since i have shared quite some things with u generally my thoughts ...so i thought why not this one also ...since u r the only author i feel i can interact with without any hesitation though i know there are alot of authors but i prefer ur thoughts about my opinions and things...im not quite able to explain this but yeah uk ..

soo recently i have been reading some fics from this author on 'wt' ...read almost 2 to 3 fics or fanfics to be exact but but but ...i found some problem in those fics ...like usne apni stories ka jo plot tha woh bht hi wierd laga mujhe like ek story ka plot batati hu ...the guy raped the girl ( baadme pta lagta hai ki usne woh drugs ke influence mai kiya tha , oc bhi drunk thi , wich got oc preg , she decide to keep it , oc ko uski shakal yaad nhi thi cuz woh drunk thi aur ladke ki drink kisine spike kardi thi which got him influnce ) future mai woh log milte hai and she after some tym except him even marry him all lovey dovey ....aur ek baat pata lagti hai ki kadke ko bipolar disoders the ...oc se obssesed tha jabse woh usse mila tha since she was 8 ...and got split personality , anger issues the , koi usko control nhi karpata tha jab he has na episode of him ,lekin usne oc ki baat sunli when he was in an episode of him ....

all in all ..mai sochti hu kya chalta hai author ke dimag mai jab woh ye sab likhte hai ..and moreover how old is she/him ...uske 40k se jada followers hai ...i just ques their mentality ?? 🤷🤯

heeey! i'm so glad you feel comfortable ranting to me about everything and being open about stuff, but please do bear in mind that i'm just a person and the content of this ask hit me like a brick 🥲 so do add a tw next time, bc SA is a pretty personal topic, too <3

as for the fic; the yandere genre is very popular out there.. the plot you described isn't my cup of tea at all, but there's a surprisingly large number that dig it and it's like 🤷‍♀️ if they enjoy it, then that's just how it is, yk. a lot of writers of yandere and dark themes don't usually stand for such things irl either btw, remember that!! and def stray from these stories if they're not for you <3