#they do smell sooo nice but ugh taste like nothing

[puphoods]

tea drinkers are crazy "best enjoyed without milk" if im just going to sit here and smell it for a while and then pour it down the drain maybe

[tavvattales]

hihi! it’s the anon who requested bennett, xiao and childe overhearing you sing to yourself the other day! i was playing genshin before and an idea for a request popped into my mind SHFJNS. could you write bennett playing with or braiding your hair after a long, stressful day? <3 ty!

Omgomgomg hihihihi. I'm sooo sorry, love. I know this took me forever to write. I had a massive writer's block and couldn't think of anything to write as of late 😰 Thank you sooo much for this cute request. I love Bennett sooooo much. I really hope you like this 🥰😊 and I really appreciate your patience.

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GENSHIN IMPACT Character x gn reader fluff stories~♡♡

Scenario: Bennett playing with your hair after a long, stressful day

Characters: Bennett

Pairings: Bennett x long haired gn reader

Warnings: None

Click down below for some cutesy fluff~♡♡

Bennett:

● He's always trying to do things the right way with you, even though his bad luck gets in the way at times. You always remind him that his bad luck has nothing to do with him and that you guys are always in the wrong place at the wrong time. His bad luck is not his fault, you say to him. He still pulls through with the cutest appreciations of love. He'll always go out of his way to try and find you the rarest treasure, or plan really cute dates. . .even though they almost always fail. You still love and appreciate him so much.

Usually when you're out doing your own commissions you almost never have much trouble. Today seemed to be different, however. For some reason all the commissions you had lined up today were all emergency sightings. You'd normally have Bennett with you, but he had other plans to take care of today. You panted heavily, sweat trickling down your temples and your sword at the ready. The giant ruin guard in front of you was tougher than the ones you dealt with in the past. 

Frustrated, you clicked your tongue to the roof of your mouth as you charged forward, your sword clashing with the giant mechanical beast. With all your strength you lunged upwards with force, striking the ruin guard in its weak spot. It struggled to stand, but not before its massive arms struck you out of the way as it fell. You felt the air escape your lungs as you were flung out of the way. 

You hit the ground tumbling before rolling to an abrupt stop, "Ugh. . Well that didn't go as planned," You gasp, as the air fills your lungs back up. Each breath stinging your chest, you knew for a fact you were walking away from this fight with lots of bruises. You lay on the ground for a few minutes, catching your breath and calming your pounding heart. Thankfully that was the last of your commissions for the day.

Finally standing up shakily, you brush off the dirt that clad to your clothes. Bennett would be worried if you didn't head home soon, so with your chin held high you head back to Mondstadt. You were sore, frustrated, but most of all you really just wanted to be in the comfort of Bennett's warm embrace. Determined, you quickly made your way back to your home.

Little did you know, Bennett's plans today were gathering all of your favorite items for you to come home to. He had somehow gained good luck even finding all these items. He smiled to himself as he prepared a vase of windwheel asters, "I can't believe my luck today! Y/N is going to love this," He grinned proudly at himself, admiring his handiwork. He placed the vase of flowers in the middle of the table which was adorned with a lavish feast Bennett picked up from Good Hunter, including all of your favorites. 

Hearing the front door unlatch, Bennett quickly rushed over to the front door to greet you with open arms. Immediately you pushed yourself into him, arms wrapping around his neck as you nuzzled into him, breathing in his scent, "Today was such a long day. I missed you, Benny," you murmured, not wanting to let him go just yet.

He squeezed you gently, placing a small kiss to your forehead, "I missed you too, my Sweet Flower," His voice was so soft as he brushed a strand of your h/c hair behind your ear, his glimmering emerald eyes gazing into yours causing your cheeks to grow red, "I can get a bath ready for you and then we can have dinner. You can tell me all about what happened today, okay?" He smiled at you and you returned it with a nod and a smile of your own.

With your hand in his he led you to the bathroom, preparing a clean towel and clothes for you before turning his attention to the bath. Carefully using his pyro vision Bennett quickly tended to the bath water, heating it to just the perfect temperature. You were surprised to say the least, usually when he tried to do things like this they don't go as planned, "That should just about do it. Relax for a little bit, you deserve it Y/N" he said gently.

"T-thank you, Benny. . .this has been so nice. Especially with what happened today. I really needed this." You smile widely at him, your eyes full of love and appreciation for the man before you.

"Putting a smile on your face is what I always want to do," his tone of voice stayed soft as a pink blush dusted his face, "A-anyways. . I'll let you bathe before the water gets cold, " He continued, hurrying out of the bathroom. You couldn't help but stifle a small giggle. You loved how romantic he could be, but he always got so shy afterwards.

You quickly undressed and untied your long hair from its ponytail. Your h/c locks draping gracefully across your body and down your back. Carefully getting into the tub, you let yourself ease in, completely emerging yourself into the warm water. You scrub away your soreness and dirt, cleaning away at your skin. Your mind trailed off to Bennett and how kind he's always been to you. How much he makes you happy. . .and how lucky you are to have found someone like him. You give both your cheeks a gentle slap with both your hands because you felt your cheeks getting hot.

Finishing up in the tub, you dry off and get dressed, only now realizing how famished you are after the events of today. As you open up the bathroom door you were met with a tantalizing smell of sticky honey roast. It was one of your favorite dishes to get at Good Hunter and you could feel your mouth salivating. Swallowing hard you quickly made your way to the kitchen.

Your eyes grew wide, "Oh my Archons, Benny! You did all this for me?" Bennett glanced up from the sound of your voice and he smiled sheepishly at you. 

Before he had the chance to respond you rushed up to him and pulled him into a warm embrace, crashing your lips against his. He gratefully accepted, kissing you back, loving the way your lips taste. How was he so lucky today, he thought to himself, pulling you even closer to him. 

Breaking away from him, you both catch your breath from the passionate kiss you both shared, both of your hot breaths tickling each others noses. You press your forehead against his as the two of you share a small laugh, "It's the least I could do for you. . ." Bennett finally manages to say, kissing you again softly before pulling away, sitting you down on one of the chairs.

"But you already do so much for me. . .thank you. I-I love you. . ." You blush furiously as you say your confession, even though you've told him many times before. 

"I love you too, Sweet Flower. . ." He replied, kissing the top of your head, before brushing his fingers through your long locks. You hide your blush with your hands, leaning back into his gentle touch. Bennett gently pulled a strand to his lips, kissing it before going back to playing with your hair, "Why don't you tell me about your day?"

You recounted the long day you had to him, but he washed all your stress away with each soft brush of your hair. You hoped this moment would never end.

Bennett x long haired gn reader END

[thekitschdiet]

the kitsch diet part II

part one alr posted!! this chunk is about 3,000~ words long... let me know what u think :-) thank u all for all the luv already!!! looks like I really will hit 31 followers by easter!!!!!!!!

  Who is the Kitsch Girl? 

 I think this is more loosely defined, but The Chic Diet did a truly admirable way of reducing a girl to her YSL bag and her really skinny legs. Now, that implies an archetype, or a population in a specific location. I think kitschness is kind of the niche you fill when you’re not really much of anything else, sort of your own conglomerate of mainstream-specific. One major requirement, though, is being a little too into something somewhat uncool. And the whole illusion falls apart if you have any sort of outward insecurity. See, the Kitsch Girl is somewhat undefinable because she is so much of everything. She exists in multitudes, in a way that is also quite simple to understand; think of a list of axioms, or principles to live by. And now add a section to each one that says “but…” to make a collection of verified exceptions. Say, the kitsch girl will never wear jeans. But she thrifted this pair of vintage flares she just loves. She doesn’t reply to texts efficiently, but sometimes she will within a couple seconds. No mascara, no dinner forks, candles are to be collected not burned; but that was a gift, or something. It’s not personal, of course, those are just the contradictions she exists in. Don’t try to understand it, the enigma is essential to the facade. Or maybe she just lives like this, and her character is so homogenous with her inner world there’s no sense in trying to separate it. You have to have a little bit of an individuality complex about the whole ordeal, which is normally so eugh, but if you’re kitschy enough it works on you. Trust!The Kitsch girl is not someone unlikeable, but amiable and well heeled. I double checked that last one, assuming it meant liked by most, but apparently means affluent. I suppose that is an aspect of the kitsch girl too, having seemingly endless frivolous expenses with no real strain, but that’s not important right now. People that don’t like her think so out of jealousy, or something. Envious that her clothes are all kind of shake-it-up-esque and her highlights desperately need touching up, but she still seems so enthralled with the whole of life… How does she enjoy her own company so much when other people want to know her better? Doesn’t she feel weird about blowing people off to make a joke about reading Kafka in the bath? Why would she document her cluttered, unexciting life on Instagram so delicately, so vibrantly? Of course, no one would say this to her face because they are really baseless claims. She’s nice, generous, and valuable to have as a friend. Trade-offs exist, as they do with anyone. But I like thinking it’s easier to overlook a forgotten birthday when your kitschy best friend gave you a multi strand pearl necklace to celebrate the welcome breeze of June. Or some other made-up holiday. She is so unassuming if you’re not really looking. Girls want in on her inner circle. Or they just don’t care. Nothing wrong with being liked or thought of naught, for the most part. Boys are either enthralled or repulsed by her. Her doctor knows her as something of a hypochondriac, but only minorly. It’s just carpal tunnel, don’t worry… The sales staff at CVS turn a blind eye when she slips an eyeliner pencil into her tote bag. She shoplifts on occasion, just to see if she still knows how. But she is not a shoplifter. $9 here and $6.45 there doesn’t really add up to much. Everywhere she goes, she makes a tertiary friend or two. The term of friend is loosely used here, of course. But it is nice to tell a stranger you like her earrings. Or her phone case is so fun, is it Wildflower? The kitsch girl has an eye for this kind of detail. Simply put, she is sort of unspectacular. But in a way that makes you sort of wish you knew her better.

Phone cases

The phone case is, like, religious for the kitsch girl. Sorry, but there’s just no other accessory as flippant and expensive and single-purpose as a trendy little iPhone case with some semitacky stickers plastered over the design. I used to have an iPhone XS- extrasmall-  with like, 18 phone cases. It was kind of a sordid affair. I jest, but really… owning that many phone cases was kind of sick. We get it, you are frivolous and spontaneous and sooo stylish! Stop posting mirror selfies on your Instagram story, your crush isn’t going to see it. Kidding again. Having an extensive collection of phone cases is just so fun because while attainable, most people just simply do not partake in it. That makes you kitschy and unique. I really thought I had more to say about the IDEA of the phone case, but I guess in practice it is all very, very simple. You can slide your driver’s license in the back of a clear case. At what point does it stop being cool to have legal operational control of a vehicle? I don’t display mine because I don’t really like the photo. I look round. In the eyes but also just in general, swollen, unglamorous. Whatever. Not like I drive a Nissan or anything. I drive my *Mom’s* Nissan. Playing Bladee in the car seems sacrilegious. She would hate it.Back to phone cases. Sonix ones are cute but kind of overpriced retail- unless you have like, an iPhone 12 Pro Max or whatever the fuck is new this year, just go to Winner’s. They always have Xs and 11 cases. I had a cherry one for my previous phone, like the exact one Lana Del Rey had? Thank god I sold it before she got outed as a copfucker or whatever. Casetify is for an inadvertent flex. Flexing your lame, lame taste. Sorry, I know you bought it because you liked it, but what you failed to consider is just how un-Kitsch they are. SO common, and they advertise on Instagram. Sorry, I just can’t get into it! Kind of how I just never liked the Brandy Amara tanks. Or lowtop converse. Otterbox is just distressing. Like, if my boyfriend gave me an otterbox phone case I would probably break up with him because somebody clearly isn’t paying attention- one of my favorite, potentially overused joke is how Otterbox cases are the equivalent of orthopedic insoles. Sorry but if you have poor arch support or whatever, but no pain is worth giving up a good pair of Margiela slingback tabi heels. Obviously I couldn’t afford that right now because all loose income goes directly to Wildflower and my cig boy. But like, one day. I hope you want to punch me in the face a little bit after reading that.  If Wildflower isn’t your thing, at least have the decency to get a beaded phone strap. But not from String Ting. Pray tell you aren’t keeping score, but they are one of my several parasocial enemies. That should have been ME collaborating with Wildflower! Should have been ME mailing shit to Caroline Calloway (more on her later, but she is the only blue check I follow. I adore her! I was on her patreon for a bit I thinkl!!) …. Side note. Phone cases are cute but there is no way to properly protect your laptop without looking just absurd or colossally lame. The foam sleeves… ick.

Having the shittiest music taste ever

So like, here’s the thing. I’m an Apple Music user, which sort of reinstates my status as an unironic My Bloody Valentine Hyperpop Death Grips kinda gal. Read; volcel. My most recent conquest ended up being a huge L on my part, but also… I totally dodged a bullet. The guy had an iPhone 11 (female trait) and didn’t know who Rei Brown was, which just seemed suspicious given his Niche. I just know he had a “making out playlist” comprising entirely of like, Joji. Which isn’t a bad thing I guess but so unembarrassing it horseshoes back to being humiliating.Like I said. Having the worst music taste. It’s nice how subjective and deeply personal your music taste can be; no one really Needs to know you’re a die hard drainer. But there’s also no point in being a die-hard drainer and Not capitalizing off it somehow. I added it up and I have well over 150 hours of just Bladee and Yung Lean. Which is so yass? The more I write, using myself as a case study, I realize just how desperately jobless I am. And Yogenfruz isn’t even hiring! UGH!I think there is something very kitschy about liking hyperpop in the least ironic, least obnoxious way. Sort of feeds into a “I’m not like other girls” thing, but I mean… That’s kind of the idea of kitsch, isn’t it? Be a little different but also the very same as your lipgloss brethren?!Side note. If you make monthly playlists I am genuinely kind of afraid of you. That is just so organized!! I just make playlists with esoteric titles and then make a new one when I’m sick of the stuff on the last. I have exhausted most genres but I think my favorite is the “I’m wearing f****ng air forces and my teeth are SO white”. Guess what genre it is. Or don’t, but it’s probably what you think is. Okay, moving on….

Curating a scent

I like thinking I smell like mango and peach, Glossier you, whatever citrus is in that Lush shower jelly and mint 5Gum. But of course it is probably less distinct and just kind of generally fruit-floral-mint. Anyway. I think Glossier You is the perfect scent for anyone with a rather elementary understanding of the whole.. Perfume business. Every bottle of intentional fragrance I own was made via aesthetic choices… it really helps that Glossier You is so cute And so universal. Now, Glossier is kind of interesting to me because it really is at the intersection of cheugy and kitsch. Kind of basic, overplayed, unspectacular. But also…. Often popular things are popular because they are good. Glossier has excellent customer suurv, they ship SO fast (and no import duties! W!) and their stuff is just so sweet and nice if not unoriginal, in kind of the same way strawberry ice cream is. Which is still my favorite, of course, especially if there’s a vegan option. I was talking about Glossier. What the hell! It’s really worth trying out. A huge principle of kitsch is just… having as many possible layers and appendages to your composure as possible. And adding a signature scent just really completes that! When curating your own, I say this as a complete amateur, know-nothing; make it something that comes kind of naturally to Your Character. Like, I’m just not a Chanel No 5 kind of girl. Odds are you aren’t either. My bottle (before she asked for it back when I told her I didn’t use it, in exchange for a Nordstrom’s gift card) was from my grandmother. Ummm.. Yeah, I really have no expertise in curating a scent. But it is nice to have a signature. And having a bottle displayed on your dresser next to your aughties McDonald milkshake themed beanie baby and a handful of lip products is just way too fun! This is the kind of girl I am, everyone! Cluttered, but prioritizing pretty-delicate things!

Cheugyism

Cheugy is a relatively new word that has unfortunately wormed into my vocabulary to replace “uncouth”. Which I use to mean graceless or tacky, but if that isn’t what it means…. Don’t tell me. That would hurt more than weighing myself after a “feast” slash pastry binge at my dear Grandmothe’s house. Like I was saying. Cheugy. It’s sort of a fucked up concept to me because it is a critique on consumption, but not the pace or volume or magnitude of it. But rather… the idea of not being “good” enough at engaging in microtrends, or involvement in the fast paced fashion cycle. Don’t get me started on TikTok, or do, but… yeah,. No. That will require a cigarette because I’m so sorry, but writing a thinkpiece on social media is so lowbrow I would need to find about six ways to aesthetically counteract it…. Moving on.  I think the idea of cheugy is good, we really do need a word to simply and efficiently define “out of date/uninspired/lame”. But the way it is used to shame others for not liking the same trends or whatever is kind of gross. If you use cheugyism to put other people down and not as a neutral identifier umm… you will become what you fear. Sorry, that’s what happens. Some things that I think are cheugy or embarrassing, or just not part of my stylistic lexicon are… 1. Hooded or zip up clothing, or things with a large graphic on the back. Bingo if it's all three! I just can’t get behind it. Side note, my summer home outfit is brandy sweats and a tube top (Urban Outfitters tank I ripped the straps off) and a large cardigan that should have belonged to a stoner, but probably didn’t. I can dunk on bulky, uninspired clothes because I would honest to God NEVER be caught DEAD out of the house wearing any of it. I’m so serious. Next segment should be about the kitsch girl’s inadvertent affinity for diuretics. Remind me….. One of the ports of my laptop is dead. Not really sure what to do about that.

Eye makeup and what it means to me….

Personally, I am one of those people who never wears foundation and kind of has a complex about it. The kitsch girl wears fluffy eyelashes and owns a plethora of sparkly eyeliner. Or maybe she doesn’t, but she has something distinct and a little ritzy, if not haphazard. We all saw Euphoria and it like, totally imprinted on us. The way glitter sits on your face after a long day is so resplendent. When it’s shining and a little bit melted off from your long, semi-productive day… ugh! Just made for film. Pictures on film. But not the Prequel app. I keep getting fucking ads for it. But it’s so embarrassing. Like, isn’t the whole point of film the authenticity of the moment? The texture of the afternoon? Why would you fabricate that? Prequel is just so cheugy. More on that later. But anyhow. Wearing a ton of eye makeup kind of fits with the idea of film too I think. Like, look at you, in the moment. With your strip lash falling off! It’s all so tres-chic. Plus, for whatever reason, it’s kind of unique or notably dedicated to ~Pull up to the function~ with more eye makeup on than everyone else. Sorry, but it really doesn’t take that long! But yes I will gracefully accept your praise… it’s kind of like the dropshipping of complements if you think about it. Easy to source with little to no effort in the curating. Side note, lashes are like $20 for 40 weeks if you cut them in half and use each pair about 5 times. You could probably do more but I lose track. How the fuck is it almost June? I was trudging through the snow to check the mail for my Online Ceramics shirt just last week, I swear. The trick to cutting your lashes (the way I do it anyway) is pretty simple. Get out two lashes that are symmetrical. Find the middle and cut one slightly to the left and one slightly to the right. This means you have two sets (one set is a little more dramatic than the other but at least they are symmetrical) with longer outer edges. Glue this to the outer corner of your eye and you will look so Composed… obsessed with how this layers with three eyeliner tails (one traditional one pointing up and one pointing down directly below it, sort of like the tail light on a 2019 Lexus UX) and one below your eye, like a clown. Fun, irrelevant fact, is the first time I added this third tail to my eye makeup, my dad had just gotten home from the hospital because he was sure he had like appendicitis or something and it was actually.. Not that. Typical indie hypochondriac. He made me bring him cottage cheese on a plate with a teaspoon that evening. I put black pepper on it for flair, which he hated. Walking up and down stairs with a plate of cottage cheese is much more imprinting than most of the multiplication tables. Don’t forget to use a bright shimmer eyeshadow in your inner corner. It really opens up your eyes. I recommend Too Faced.  One time I got a little bit too high and tried to film an “editorial” makeup tutorial. You will never, ever, ever see that video. But I essentially covered my whole eyelid in the ABH shadow “palermo” and smudged out the edges with a tan Tartelette Toasted shade, coupled with my long-expired Milk Makeup holographic stick. Lopsided lashes and near-blinding eyeliner experience aside, it was kind of cool. My point is, you really cannot go wrong with an arsenal of shimmers, taupey mattes and a good eyeliner pen.

[thirstybtsthoughts]

dreaming has been rare for me lately but Every time I dream of one of the guys I wake up to either one of them posting but not the one I dream of it’s always like this lol . So around 4 in the morning I wake up to go to the bathroom plus eating a half of brownie too before I went to bed my fat ass 😭🙄 anyways it’s said that chocolate can lead to keeping you up Bc of the caffeine it has or you can have dreams good or bad I stayed up for about another good hour then I finally K.O and had a dream about JImin and let me tell Youuuuu he was soooo fine girl !!. I was like at this party but it casual a good amount of people it was like a roof top so I’m sitting and talking and I noticed it’s this female that’s trying to get my attention and kept touching me I’m giving a fake smile because she started to make me uncomfortable but yet I’m trying not to sweat it to much clearly she’s feelin me but I didn’t look at her that way. So I’m mumbling to myself where the hell are my best friends and who the hell I came with, so to avoid her I got up to go to the bathroom she sees me get up and holds her arm out so that we can link arms and I’m just like …😬😬 but she kept persisting I then link arms with her like fuck it Bc she’s gonna follow me anyway for some reason it was so hard to tell her I’m not interested , so we both walk down a hallway making it halfway to the restroom then from the other side walks in Jimin coming out of nowhere I froze in my tracks and the mysterious female stopped along side me and I break from her and Jimin just smiled his Charming Ass !! 😍😍😍 he look like dynamite Jimin the brown/ dirty blonde golden like hair nice slightly tan like skin he was glowing i didn’t even remember what I had on but I definitely remember what he on he wore black skinny jeans with a white V neck Sweater he looked sooo mf Fine!! I couldn’t help but smile so I motion him with my hand to come with me to the bathroom no hesitation he follows behind and I grabbed his hand …the women that was along side me she looked so annoyed by Jimin presence but he paid shortie no mind I feel bad but that was funny asf Bc he was acting like she wasn’t there. We then walk into the Public restroom and I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck I was Swooning over him sooo much like I was in love I ran my fingers through the back of his head not too much Bc I didn’t want to mess up his hair it was styled into a side part ugh my favorite look Bc he’s showing forehead ☺️☺️☺️☺️ while he’s looking down at me with a smirk next thing you know we just started kissing with me making the first move in his eyes it read “I dare you” he was drawing so much attention to his lips then I kiss him some more and finally hearing him speak breaking away he says “wasn’t you going to use the bathroom ?” And tbh it was just to get away from the girl and I’m trying to signal about the chick and he catches on quickly and replies “use the bathroom first and let’s go home baby “ HOOOMEEE?! 🦋🦋🦋I felt every emotion…every touch from his hands running down my lower back even had on my ass from time to time as he spoke to me there wasn’t a scent but I knew for a fact he smelled so delectable that dream gave me butterflies she got the hint Bc she leaves the bathroom she looked really upset I had no idea who she was but something was very off about her I guess she thought that’s what Jimin and I did in that bathroom she was planning on doing to me But Tuh no sis park Jimin to the rescue !! Then I wake up the the sound of my alarm to wake up for work ..😩 that dream wasn’t even over I can tell it wasn’t omg ! But I’m satisfied Bc I finally had a dream in god knows how long and it was a good one Bc I got to taste his lips , Now that I’m up I check to see that YOONGI POSTED it’s always goes this way when I’m dreaming of yoongi sometimes Jimin will make a post on twt now I dreamt of Jimin and yoongi post they are my biases too what a lovely morning to start the day off 😭 -⚡️

And it’s interesting how the other night I seen this cute guy and he gives me his number peep how I have a dream about one of my biases it’s like bts subconsciously magically wants army to themselves let meeee liiiiiiveee (all jokes here btw)😂😂😂🙄 they already made my standards high which there is nothing wrong with that ! But daaaamn If I’ll never know y’all ever or meet y’all chances are very slim here at least let me get some Dick and fall in love with someone else LOL -⚡️

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Nice dream! You’ve got me daydreaming about Jimin’s lips now 😍🥴. Loool at the different member posting thing 😅. Also yasss you got a cute guys number woohoo, hope it leads to something nice 😊🙏🏽

[harrypotterpovs]

Sooo...here's my Fred Yuleball fanfic aka the first fanfic I'm publishing. Please remember I'm not a native english speaker so neither my grammar nor my translations are perfect. I hope you can still enjoy.

Backstory: You're a Gryffindor in the same year as the golden trio and share a dorm with Hermione and Lavender Brown. You're pretty popular and got asked out by a lot of guys who wanted to take you to the ball, but you only said yes to one of them: Fred. In this ff Fred shares a dorm with George and Oliver Wood (I know he's not in their year but I like himmm sm). You're somewhat close friends with the golden trio but spend most of your time with the twins. You already know about your feelings for Fred deep down but never made it too obvious.

,,Are you ready?“ Hermiones voice rings through the door just as she walks in. I look at her in awe. She wears the prettiest dress I've ever seen and has put her hair up into a beautiful knot. ,,You look stunning,“ I gasp. She laughs: ,,So do you. Who are you taking to the ball again? Fred or George?“ I smile widely just thinking about him. ,,Fred. I hope he likes the dress....“ Hermione puts her hand on my shoulder: ,,Don't worry, you look beautiful.“ I smile at her and hook arms with her. Together we walk down into the common room. The boys had to wait in front of the great hall until their dates arrived. So we make our way down the moving stairs. My heart pounds against my ribcage heavily. I felt so anxious. Fred was the kindest guy I knew but how would he react if the dress wasn't quite his taste? 

Hermione lets go of my arm and smiles: ,,You should hurry, they're over there.“ I look around and spot them waiting next the statue in front of the great hall. I nod, my knees shaking and get down the stairs. I see George spotting me first and his eyes widen. He elbows Fred who then turns around and looks me up and down. His facial expression was a mixture of surprise and pride. I smile at him happily as I walk towards him. ,,Ready?“ I ask. Suddenly George steps up: ,,Sure.“ Fred frowns at him and pushes him away: ,,You know she can tell us apart, idiot.“ George laughs and so do I. Fred looks at me: ,,You look stunning.“ I laugh and look at his suit. It was pretty worn down but he tried to spice it up with some golden buttons and a nice tie. ,,You're the one to say that...Look at you. Handsome as ever.“ He looks down his suit and smiles uncertainly. ,,Well, I tried my best.“ He holds out his arm and I take it. ,,Have fun, you two,“ George says happily and walks towards a girl that seems to be his date for tonight. 

Fred and I walk towards the great hall. ,,Try to not get into trouble tonight, alright?“ I say and look straight into Freds hazel eyes. He giggles: ,,I'll try my best, I promise.“ Seeing him smiling so genuinely was the most heartwarming thing I've ever experienced. The dancefloor was already crowded. ,,Shall we eat first?“ I ask. ,,You can read minds, I always knew,“ Fred says in a serious tone. Then he laughs and we push ourselves through the people towards the buffet. ,,You had the whole school to choose from and you take Weaslebee?“ I hear Pansy Parkinson snarl. I turn around and look at her. Her dress was pretty, not gonna lie. She and Zabini stare us down. ,,Obviously. Jealous that you didn't make the cut, huh?“ Pansy snorts angrily: ,,Why would I take something like this to the ball? He can't even afford a decent suit, look at this lump he's wearing.“ I see Fred checking his suit again. ,,Girl, have you checked the mirror before you left your room? You look like a whole gremlin.“ I take Freds arm and we distance ourselves from Pansy and Zabini. ,,I'm sorry, I really wanted to get a new suit but-“ ,,No, stop it.“ I interrupt him. He looks at me sadly. I grab his hands: ,,I love the suit and I love the tie. You look great, no matter what. Trust me.“ He looks at me for a while and then nods. ,,Let's dance first, then,“ I say and point to a less crowded corner. Fred smiles and takes my hand, leading me to the dancefloor. 

It was a slow song, very relaxing and classic. Fred puts his hand around my waist and holds my right hand with the other. He takes the lead and swirls me around. He's definitely better at dancing than I am. ,,Did you really have a lot of guys asking you out?“ Fred asks, trying to sound unbothered. I wasn't sure if I should tell him the truth. But lying to him was no option. ,,Yes. Even Malfoy asked me...as if...“ I shudder and Fred laughs: ,,And you still said yes to me?“ I nod: ,,Of course. I like you. A lot. Why wouldn't I go with you?“ Fred smiles happily and his cheeks turn rosé. He pulls me a bit closer, I almost touch his chest. I smell his cologne and a sweet fragrance, vanilla mixed with toffee and a hint of something that smells like gunpowder. I'm pretty sure I was never this close to him. I'd have noticed how good he smells. His hands are warm and soft and his movements pretty smooth. I've never felt so warm and secure before. ,,Is that glitter in your hair?“ he asks suddenly. I laugh: ,,A bit. Hermione said it'd look nice. You don't like it, do you?“ Fred shakes his head: ,,No. I mean yes. I do. Absolutely. It's just...The sheer effort you put into that...“ I laugh: ,,Well, to be honest...I was afraid you wouldn't like my dress or my hairstyle at first.“ Fred frowns: ,,How could I not?“ 

The song ends and I look at the buffet. ,,I think they're gone. Let's get some food,“ I say and pull Fred through the crowd. ,,Fred, looking good tonight...“ Ron says, as he passes by with Lavender Brown. He stops to look at me and then back to Fred. ,,I don't know what you did to get her to say yes, but man...Good job,“ he adds, looking me up and down. Lavender eyes me a with a hint of jealousy in her eyes. ,,What are you talking about, look at your date,“ I say. ,,Lavender, you look astonishing tonight,“ I add and look at her happily. Her whole face changes. ,,Really? Thank you,“ she says. Ron sighs and pulls her away. I wave at them, as they disappear into the crowd. ,,What is your favorite food?“ Fred asks suddenly. I frown. ,,We're working on a new trickster candy and we're still looking for good flavours,“ he adds as he takes two glasses of firewhiskey from a tablet. He hands me one of the glasses. ,,Like sweet stuff or...?“ I ask. Fred nods: ,,Preferably sweet yeah.“ I take a sip and shudder: ,,Ugh, definitely not this.“ I cough and Fred takes it away from me. ,,Sorry,“ he says and puts it away. ,,Try this...“ he says and reaches for a glass with a golden liquid. I take it. ,,I think marshmellows are always a good choice. Or nougat. I personally love pancakes too,“ I say, before I take another sip. This one was smooth. Still burning in my throat but in a less aggressive way. ,,Bit better?“ Fred asks. I nod: ,,Way better.“ Fred reaches for a plate and so do I. As we're done filling our plates we go to sit down. I see Hermione swirl by with Krum, not taking her eyes of him for even a second. She was beautiful. My eyes wander towards Fred who seems to have stared at me for a while now. ,,You good?“ I laugh. He nods: ,,Sure. Just appreciating your efforts.“ I smile and turn towards him. ,,Are you staying at Hogwarts this christmas again?“ he asks thoughtfully. I shrug my shoulders: ,,I guess. My parents are still in France. Couldn't you stay too?“ Fred rests his chin on his hand, eyeing me: ,,No, I'm afraid I can't. Mom always wants us home at christmas. But you could come to our place, if you want.“ I look up, my heart racing. ,,Oh, I don't want to bother your family...“ I say. ,,God, no way. Mom would love to meet you, I'm sure. If you'd like to come, I'll just ask her.“ I smile: ,,I'd love to. But please make sure, no one is annoyed by my presence.“ Fred shakes his head: ,,There's no way.“ I shove a spoon of chocolate pudding into my mouth and stare at him in silence.

Two plates of a variety of foods, three firewhiskeys and four glasses of this weird golden liquor later we go back to slowdancing. I was a bit tipsy already and so was Fred. His cheeks are glowing red and his hands are warmer than they were earlier. ,,George thought I was kidding when I told him that you're my date for the ball,“ Fred says as I lean against his chest. I hear his heart beating faster and faster. ,,First I wasn't sure if you were kidding, too,“ he adds. I put my hand onto his shoulder and close my eyes: ,,I'd never.“ I hear him sigh. The room was way emptier now. A few Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were still on the dancefloor. Neville and Ginny were slowdancing as well just like Krum and Hermione. Ron and Harry sat down to eat and stare at Hermione a while ago and Pansy ran off a couple minutes ago, after Zabini yelled at her for stepping on his feet when they were dancing. I was content and happy like I never was, feeling Freds hand on my waist, smelling his fragrance and hearing his heartbeat. ,,Do you wanna go outside for a bit?“ Fred suddenly asks. I open my eyes and nod: ,,Sure. Are you alright?“ Fred runs his hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. ,,I'm feeling a bit dizzy to be honest.“ 

We walk towards he big balcony and away from the loud music and the smells of the buffet into the cold, dark, silent night. The moon was shining and hundreds of stars sparkle in the sky. They were beautiful. It's been a long time since I saw them shimmer this brightly. Maybe it was the alcohol but I felt very sentimental all of sudden. Tears stream down my face. ,,y/n?“ Fred gasps. I wipe the tears away and blink rapidly: ,,I'm just a bit...It's such a beautiful night. I don't want it to end.“ Fred looks at me shocked. Then he pulls me closer, one hand around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder. ,,There's still so much time left. Don't worry,“ he says softly. My heart feels like it's burning. It wasn't the night I was sentimental about. I think it was Fred. The knowledge that he will never look at me like he did a few hours ago again. That he'll just act like nothing happened in a few days. ,,Can I ask you for a favour?“ he suddenly asks. I look up at him. ,,Can I kiss you?“ he asks. My heart misses out a  few beats. I stare at him for a second, completely paralized. ,,Of course...“ I gasp. He pulls me closer and I close my eyes. I feel his burning lips on mine, a wave of heat streaming through my whole body, my heart crashing against my ribs. It feels like eternity. Then he pulls back, his cheeks blushing and looking pretty flustered. I pull him into a hug and lean my head on his chest. He wraps his arms around me and rests his head on mine. We stay like that for at least half an hour, talking about the music playing in the background.

,,Let's dance a little more,“ Fred says and pulls me inside the great hall again, holding me close. I follow his lead and we dance all night. Only when the room was completely empty we came to a halt. ,,I think I'm passing out any second now...“ I joke and look at Fred. All the alcohol in our systems was gone at this point. ,,Let's go up then,“ he answers and takes my hand. We walk out of the great hall and up to the common room. Just when I was about to say goodbye to Fred, Hermione comes down the stairs thats lead to the girls rooms. ,,y/n, we've got somewhat of a problem...Lavender brought Ron up with her. He was very very drunk and...vomited all over your bed.“ I look at Fred who just rolls his eyes at the mention of his younger brother. ,,I'll take her in tonight and make him regret what he did tomorrow,“ Fred says. I look at him. He takes me to his room? Is that even allowed? ,,I hope I'm around,“ Hermione says with an evil smile. Fred looks at me: ,,Only if it's alright for you of course. I can go and wake this idiot up to clean up his mess.“ I shake my head: ,,Let him rest. As long as it's alright with Oliver and George...“ Fred nods and we go up the stairs to the boys dorms. 

Fred walks in first. ,,Turn out the light, you idiot!“ I hear George groan. ,,We've got trainig in the morning...“ Oliver sighs. ,,Guys, is it okay if y/n spends the night?“ Fred asks. Silence. ,,Depends on what you're trying to-“ ,,Shut up, George. Ron puked into her bed.“ A sigh follows. ,,I don't care but turn out the bloody lights...“ Oliver says. Fred comes out, a self knitted pullover with an F on it and a pair of jogging pants in his hands. ,,You can change in the bathroom...“ He points to a door at the end of the corridor. I nod and step into the cold room, closing the door behind me and looking around. It was smaller than the girls bathroom. I'm slipping off the heels and dress and change into the way more comfortable clothes Fred gave me. My dress folded neatly, I open the door and walk towards Fred. He shoves me into the dorm silently and leads me towards the bed in complete darkness. I feel around for the end of his bed and then lay down carefully. It smelled just like him. I feel him laying down next to me and covering me with the blanket. ,,Night...“ he mumbles. I turn towards him and snuggle against his chest. He puts an arm around me.

[saccharii]

Todofam Month, Day Three: Therapy

Retail Therapy

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Shouto still didn’t know what to do with his days off. Months had passed since he moved into the dorms, and every weekend he still had that itch in the back of his head that he was doing something wrong, that his old man would be furious at him for slacking.

The bag of convenience store soba bounced against Shouto’s leg as he made his way back to UA. A cyclist passed him on the sidewalk, the second he’d seen this morning. Despite the fact the road led to the most prestigious hero academy in Japan, there weren’t many people out.

A car roared down the street and screeched to a stop next to Shouto. The frame of the car jerked forward and back from the momentum. Alarmed, he stepped away and raised his left arm slightly, fire tingling under his skin.

The window rolled down to reveal a tight lipped Fuyumi, staring straight ahead. Natsuo waved cheerily from the passenger seat. Tension melted out of Shouto and he lowered his hand.

“Get in,” she hissed, not sparing him a glance. She gripped the steering wheel so tightly the leather creaked.

“Wanna come shopping with us?” Natsuo said. “It’s on the old man.”

Shouto raised an eyebrow. “What did he do to piss you off?”

“Nothing,” Fuyumi gritted out through clenched teeth. Her nostrils flared.

“Must be a pretty big nothing.” Shouto looked to Natsuo, who shrugged.

“She won’t tell me either. Hop in. We’re going to buy the most expensive things we can think of,” he said with a grin. “Beside something like a private island or a house, of course,” he added after a second thought.

Shouto slid into the backseat and put his seatbelt on with a click. “You know that won’t bother him much. With how much money he has, he might not even notice.”

“It’s the thought that counts.” Fuyumi sharply turned into traffic. She slammed the horn. “Get out of the way you idiots!”

“I’ve never seen you this angry before.”

“It’s happened a few times,” Natsuo said.

Fuyumi swerved so quickly around a corner Shouto had to hold on to the grab handle to keep from falling over.

“Are you guys thirsty?” she asked with a vicious smirk. “I’m thirsty. Let’s go get some water.”

Fuyumi hummed and swished the bottled water around in her hand. “They’re right. It does taste different from tap water.”

“It tastes nasty.” Natsuo gagged, and held the green plastic bottle away from him by his forefinger and thumb. “It tastes like it’s from two thousand meters under the sea,” Shouto said drily. “We’re drinking fish poop.”

“Don’t be dramatic. They filter it.” Fuyumi took another drink. She grimaced. “It does leave something to be desired.”

Shouto eyed the large package of water bottles. “Did we really have to buy the hundred pack?”

“Yes.”

“What are we going to do with the rest of them? I’m not drinking any.” Natsuo tossed his bottle into a nearby garbage bin.

Fuyumi tapped her finger on her lips. “The grass in the park near the elementary school has been looking pretty brown.”

“Hey I know you,” the store clerk said. “You’re Endeavor’s son — from the Sports Festival.”

“Yes,” Shouto said blandly. “That’s me.”

The girl giggled. “That’s so cool.”

“And I’m Endeavor’s son not from the Sports Festival,” Natsuo said cheerfully.

“Oh, um. Okay?” She peered up at him like she was trying to tell if he was joking or not. “I didn’t know he had any other children.”

“Most people don’t,” Natsuo said, still smiling.

 “What’s the total?” Shouto asked.

“That’ll be, um.” She adjusted the cash register screen. “Three hundred thousand yen. Holy shit.”

The clerk fumbled with the bags. When Shouto took them, their fingers brushed and she turned bright red. “I’m a huge fan of your dad.” Her eyes went glassy and she gazed off into the distance. “He’s just so cool.”

Shouto suppressed a wince. At least it wasn’t a rant about how Endeavor was the greatest hero of all time. He wasn’t sure if he could endure that again.

“I’m paying.” Fuyumi handed over the credit card.

The clerk took it; she looked at Fuyumi’s eyes and hair, then at Shouto’s right side, her brows furrowed. With a shrug, she swiped the card through the reader, and glanced down at it. Her eyes bugged out.

“Todo- Todoroki En- Oh my god. This is Endeavor’s credit card. I’m holding Endeavor’s credit card,” she said numbly, swaying on her feet.

Fuyumi plucked the card from her fingers. The clerk didn’t seem to notice.

“Thank you,” Fuyumi said and tucked it back in her purse. “We have to get going now.”

Shouto and Natsuo hefted the (many) bags filled with various game consoles and video games and followed Fuyumi out the door.

“Are you sure this is okay? It’s really starting to add up.” Natsuo asked quietly as they stepped out into the sun. “What if the old man reports you for identity theft?”

Fuyumi smiled grimly. She popped open the trunk so that Shouto and Natsuo could put their bags in. “He won’t. I asked his permission to use his card for a few things. He won’t risk his precious reputation by reporting his children to the police.”

Natsuo and Shouto exchanged glances as Fuyumi slammed the trunk shut just a bit too hard.

“We drank fish poop water; now we’re drinking ferret poop coffee.”

“They’re civets, not ferrets. There’s a difference.”

“Thank you, Fuyumi-sensei.” Natsuo took a drink of his coffee and made a face. “Ugh. It tastes like crap.” He barked out a laugh. “Ha! I didn’t mean to do that.”

Shouto smelled his coffee then took a long drink. He ran his tongue along the inside of his teeth and pursed his lips thoughtfully. “I like it.”

“That’s because you have no taste. Have you ever drank coffee before?”

“No.”

“Heathen. Trust me. This-” Natsuo waved the coffee cup at him. “-is complete garbage.”

Shouto shrugged and took another drink. “The old man never let me have coffee. Said it would stunt my growth and other bullshit.”

“Ugh.”

“We need a yacht, right?”

“Absolutely. I don’t know why we didn’t have one before. How are we supposed to vacation without a yacht?”

Fuyumi signalled a marina employee. “Excuse me, sir? Can you show us your most expensive yachts?”

“A private jet is taking it too far, isn’t it?”

“Probably.”

“Really, thank you so much, Todoroki-san,” the executive director of the Mental Health and Suicide Prevention Foundation said in a thick voice. Her lip trembled. “This is a very generous donation.” 

Fuyumi smiled, and it was softer and more sincere than any Shouto had seen that day. “It’s no problem at all. No amount is too much for such an important cause.”

The director shook her head. “We don’t get as many donations as you’d think. Too many people think that suicidal people are weak or that mental illness is shameful and should be hidden away.”

Shouto shifted uncomfortably. It hit too close to home.

The woman’s assistant scurried back into the room. “I just got off the phone with the bank. They say she’s an authorized user.”

“Wonderful. I’m sorry for taking up your time, Todoroki-san. We have to check any time there is a large donation.”

“Oh no, not at all. After all, this is a very important cause to us, personally.”

The woman’s eyes widened, then softened. She nodded. “I see. We will put your donation to good use. Please give your father my thanks.”

Fuyumi smiled sharply. “Oh, I will.”

Shouto hoped he’d be there to see that reaction.

“No offense Todoroki, but I hope your dad pisses off your sister more often. I’ve never eaten so well in my life, and I probably never will again.” Uraraka sprawled over the dorm couch, and rested her hand on her stomach. “I shouldn’t have eaten so much, but it was sooo good.”

Shouto slurped salmon roe off of his spoon. Fuyumi knew him well enough by now to order it by the jar rather than buying maki.

Bakugou snatched a piece of fatty tuna before Midoriya could get it, and ate it while maintaining aggressive eye contact. 

Kaminari moaned from where he lay on the floor. “Oh god, I ate too much. It hurts. I can’t move. Why did I do this to myself? Kirishima, buddy, get me some more.”

“Sure thing. What do you want?”

“Squid.”

Kirishima dropped the squid sashimi on to Kaminari’s face and it landed on his top lip. He scrunched his face up a few times until he managed to get ahold of it with his teeth.

“You’re going to be so sick tomorrow,” Ashido said with a laugh, and stuffed her twentieth piece of nigiri in her mouth.

“This is very high quality, Todoroki-san,” Yaoyorozu said, daintily dipping a piece of nigiri in soy sauce. “And there is so much. It must have cost a lot, even for you.”

“That was the point.”

“Ah, yes... Well, I hope you and your siblings resolve your argument with your father.”

“I don’t.”

Yaoyorozu smiled awkwardly and went back to eating her food in silence.

“Do you feel better now?” Natsuo asked.

Fuyumi sighed. “I don’t know. It’s just...”

Shouto scooped up a spoonful of gelato. None of what he ate today was in compliance with the old man’s strict dietary plan for him. He ate another, bigger spoonful. Maybe he’d get seconds.

The air cooled as the sun set. For most, it would be too cold for iced treats. But not for Shouto and his siblings.

“It doesn’t fix anything,” she continued slowly, “but I do feel a little better, I guess. I’ve never been able to really stand up to Father. But no matter how petty or meaningless this was, I actually did something.”

“I understand that,” Natsuo said. “I just gave up caring about the shit that comes out of his mouth. I don’t have the energy for that.”

“I got to spend time with you two. That made me feel better.” She bumped her shoulder into Shouto’s and smiled at him.

The corners of his lips curled slightly as he stirred the melting desert in his cup. Shouto had never spent the entire day with his siblings before.

“Yeah, today was nice,” he said.

He hoped they could do it again.

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(ko-fi)

[tantum-tenebris]

i wrote. a thing. 

rated T for Terrible smooch. they kiss like. once.

The air was muggy and thick, with the constant clashing of hot, sweaty bodies dancing sloppily to a tune that Wilson couldn't quite make out.

Willow’s hand, slippery with his, was pulling him closer into the center of the party, where the noises had somehow gotten louder, the people even rowdier.

She had convinced him to go to the party when she found out there would be, well, activities involving fire and such. He despised parties and never went to them on his own. He felt obligated to accompany Willow to parties because it felt weird to leave her by herself where she could be hurt, or someone could take advantage of her.

Wilson knew how cruel the other people could be to her. Yet now, under the bright and flashing lights, nobody seemed to have a care in the world. Music and alcohol drowned out thoughts and cares and responsibilities, if only for a little while.

Once Willow was satisfied with their location, she pulled him closer to her, slender arms slipping around his shoulders and her hands playing with the black fluffiness that was his hair. He had seen her grab a drink earlier, and usually she wasn't so rambunctious, but now…

“Start dancing, silly,” she said and nestled her warm face into the curve of his neck. It all felt so hot, the air, the bodies around them, Willow’s heavy breath on his skin. He had forgotten that dancing was something one usually did at parties, and was suddenly feeling very embarrassed.

His hands travelled down her body until they rested comfortably at her hips, and they swayed to jarring music that did not match their swaying or the other dancers around them, but having her in his arms felt so nice and right.

“Don't- don’t you think we should-” ...Ugh. She couldn't hear him over the music that played so loud it threatened to make them both deaf.

Wilson nudged her and signaled towards the hallway, where the area was clearer and less blinding and lacked the sweaty, intoxicated bodies of the crowd.

Willow seemed to acknowledge this. She took his hand and clumsily made their way out of the crowd. “Sheesh, aren’tcha happy here?”

Hm, was- was she not bothered by the heat? She didn't look sweaty, even though it felt like they were dancing in a furnace that was a billion degrees. He wiped his sweaty hand on his pants self consciously.

There was a small table nearby, with a glass bowl with a mysterious brown liquid and red cups, some of which were knocked over. He was feeling thirsty - his throat was begging for water, anything - but he was supposed to be the one driving and he couldn't have them both be drunk and out of their minds. Not here, not now.

He watched Willow pour herself a cup of the stuff. She took a big swig and it left her with a hazy grin. That was her second or third drink.

“Hey, don't drink so much tonight.” Wilson bit his lip. She was starting to stumble, and her hands had to grip his shoulders so that she wouldn't fall. Her heels of her shoes were quite tall and he could easily see her twisting an ankle.

Willow only looked annoyed. “Sooo what? I can handle myself, ya know.” Of course she could. He trusted her in her ability to take care of herself. But not right now, when she was starting to lose control of herself, and he practically had to hold her and keep her from collapsing.

“Yes, but-”

“Just dance with me!” Willow took his hands and let them rest against the curve of her back. The velvety black fabric of her dress was soft and he liked the way it felt. Her dark, mysterious figure left her with almost something of a seductive demeanor. He couldn't deny how beautiful she looked tonight, but it only helped fuel the fire in the hearts of others.

Wilson watched the eyes of hungry men as their eyes trailed down past the hem of her skirt, and, ugh-

He held her even closer.

“Why the pouty face?”

“Oh! Um, nothing!” There's people watching her intently and shoving past them furiously and he’s so uncomfortable and out of his element, but Willow would only want to leave until she’s seen her pretty little fire show.

“Hmph. You didn't have to come with me.”

“I wanted to!” It was the truth. He enjoyed spending time with her, going to scary and violent movies and crazy amusement parks, because he liked seeing her when she was happiest. He didn't have to. But he wanted to...

Willow grabbed another drink, and sheltered it carefully between their chests as they did a little sway, taking a sip every so often. The music made it hard for him to concentrate.

Deeper into the shadows of the hallway, people were face to face and looking very occupied with one another. He scanned the crowd, seeing only a few recognizable faces…. Some had been in his chemistry class.

The sound of a plastic cup hitting the ground reached his ears. She had quickly finished and was already reaching for a fourth when he decided to warn her.

“Willow, this isn't good for you.”

Willow’s face scrunched up into an angry pout. Now she was the one who was grumpy. “Knock it off, why don’tcha? You’re being so annoying!”

Annoying or not, he couldn't let her keep doing this to herself. Wilson grabbed her wrist as she was about to take another swig and tried to forcibly pull the cup away from her.

“Ughhh, Wilson, stopit,” Willow argued, pulling the cup back instinctively it was some kind of keepsake. Her breath smelled strongly of alcohol.

“Let go. Now.”

She was wailing and drawing unwanted attention. “Stop…”

The people across from them had began to stare at their ruckus. He gave them a long, awkward side glance and hoped that he didn’t look like a creepy stranger trying to take advantage of her.

“If you don't put the drink down, we’re leaving.” Wilson hated scolding her. Badly. But he couldn't bear to see her so out of it, and taking so many drinks for her small size could prove to be so fatal.

She wasn't budging. He tried to pull again, but she pulled harder, and there was a loud piercing cry as her drink crinkled in their hands and made a splash onto her chest, staining the black dress and part of her skin with the wet, sticky liquid.

Willow stared at him, mouth agape and eyes wide like a deer in headlights. “You jerk!”

Some people had stopped dancing to see what their fight was about. Beginning to feel his face flush in a panic, Wilson moved to try and help her somehow, but she had fled his arms and left to go find the nearest bathroom.

He couldn't let her out of his sights. Wilson hurriedly chased after her, tripping on several wallflowers in the process, until he met her in the bathroom where she was already turning on the sink.

Her dress straps were loose and slipping from her shoulders. Wilson shut the door behind them and went to fix it.

Willow didn't notice. She was too busy examining the damage in the mirror. With a piece of cloth in hand, she clumsily cleaned up the underside of her neck, and on her collarbone and even her dress, where the stain couldn't be seen anyway because it was so black.

Her curly little pigtails were droopy and her eyes looked so red and teary.

Wilson let his finger drag softly down her cheek. “Willow, I’m sorry, but I didn't want you to drink any more of that stuff. It's not good for you.”

She was mumbling angry, incoherent swears and curses alike under her breath.

“What?”

“Y’don’t care,” Willow whined, hiccuping.

She was dabbing at nothing now. The stain was gone and she was dry, so he gently tried to let the cloth go.

“I do! Just look at yourself. You can't even think straight.”

“Nooo…”

His brows furrowed. She was too out of it to be paying any attention to him. Wilson grabbed her hands and gave them a squeeze.

“Ya never lemme do anything,” Willow slurred. “I’m fine.”

He touched her forehead - it was scorching hot.

The cloth he nabbed from her retained little coolness. He rinsed it a little, and then brought it to her forehead. She hissed at the sudden wetness touching her skin, but was too weak to pull his arms away.

He gently shushed her. “This will make you feel better, I promise. We can go home after, okay?”

Willow shook her head. “Th’ fire, Wils…”

Ah. Yes, she wanted to stay for the fire. It would be unfortunate to let her miss it, since she was looking forward to it the entire night, but he doubted that she could enjoy it anyway in her current condition.

“Perhaps later we can see your fire show.”

Wilson grew quiet. He rubbed her back in an attempt to console her, and it seemed to be working. She wasn't blubbering over fire or insulting him again.

After a long while, she began to sniffle. “Why don’tcha love me?”

He blinked, shocked. Did he hear that correctly?

“Love...you?” He loved her so much.

“You won't kiss me.”

Willow was drunk. Willow was drunk and sputtering out random, irrelevant nonsense meant to trick him. Her wanting to him to give her a kiss meant nothing if she was drunk and out of her mind…

He put the towel down and reached for her shoulders. “Willow, you’re drunk,” he said blankly.

She was angry again, of course. Her voice was beginning to rise. “You’re always so,” she paused, hiccuping, “oblivious t’everything! I thought we could…”

Willow stared down at the ground, eyes half-lidded. She was mumbling again, and was beginning to slip from his arms, so he secured his grasp around her back to keep her up.

Wilson didn't have any words. He wished he could go home and pretend none of this ever happened. However, he knew that if he had let Willow go alone, she might have ended up poisoning herself on accident.

He tried to apologize: “Willow, I-”

Her soft hands were on his face, pulling him down towards her. “You’re such a-an idiot.”

It all happened so fast. Her lips met his in a sloppy kiss, fighting and restless and trying to take all that she could from him. She tasted like strong alcohol and something of a natural sweetness, a lingering taste of fire that made his stomach twist and melt.

His heart was going to burst out of his chest, it was beating so fast. Willow’s lips were soft and hungry and stealing kiss after kiss, their faces pressed against one another. Her hands dug through his hair, tugging and pulling him closer.

Wilson had experienced his first kiss unlike anything he had ever experienced before.  

He pulled away to breathe at some point, and let his forehead rest against hers, with their faces only mere inches apart. Willow was panting heavily; he brushed the sticky strands of curls from her eyes. Her love threatened to burn him out.

“Why, Wilson...that fire in your eyes!” She was giggling and kissing him everywhere, touching him.

He sighed. As much as he liked it, this was going too far and it didn't feel right to take advantage of her like this.

“That’s enough,” Wilson mumbled.

His poor friend was dizzy and whining for more of his affection- he put his arm around her shoulder and led her out of the bathroom, past the partying and the dancing and the fighting.

They had arrived in Wilson’s old car, it was parked far away and they had a long walk back.

Willow stumbled and held onto him for support, nearly tripping on her own two feet. He managed to get her safely buckled into the seat of the car, by then it was half past twelve.

“Ya ssshouldn’t be driving,” she slurred, and yawned like a cute, tired kitty, “y’drankalot.”

He snorted. “No, you were the one who stuffed yourself with drinks. Let me get you home.”

Willow giggled and settled into the cushy passenger seat. She played with her lighter, passing her finger over the tip of the flame. She had hidden it somewhere on her person.

The ride was quiet, thankfully. Willow stayed silent for the rest of the ride, presumably passing out from exhaustion.

He struggled with lack of strength in getting her out of the car and into her house, sneaking up the stairs and being careful not to wake up her guardian. He laid her down onto her bed, making sure to cushion her head.

Her short dress was climbing up and exposing her upper thigh. He pulled it down shyly.

“You liiiike meeee,” Willow drawled. She let out a heavy huff and sank deeper into the bed.

“Only when you’re conscious.” She was being silly.

Wilson tucked the covers over her shoulder. He shouldn't stay for very long. While her guardian was well aware of who he was, it probably wouldn't be smart of him to stay here and make sure she’s okay. It’d be taken out of context otherwise.

Hmm. Did she want water? Maybe he could get her water before he left.

She hummed softly to herself, a distorted tune of one of the songs that played at the party. Oh, she was fading away from him anyway. Tomorrow, he could come back and talk to her.

Wilson brushed the bangs from her forehead, she was starting to drift off into sleep.

“Goodnight, Willow.”

Wilson had always hated parties.

He hated them even less when they were together.

[pinksausageduo]

our night, our memories

member: lai guanlin  genre: fluff summary: you go on a trip to taipei with your favourite group of 11 guys but of course a trip is nothing without a little romance, a confession and swimming at midnight requested: yes

you couldn’t believe it you were on a plane to taipei 

especially with your favourite group of 11 guys 

you brightly grin at one of your best friends, guanlin 

and he gives you his signature gummy smile, you could see how happy he was to return to his hometown

“we’re grinning like idiots you know?” you say jokingly

“do i care? nope. i’m on a plane with my favourite girl in the world to my favourite place in the world” he says brightly

you blush at his words feeling super gooey

you scold yourself, no y/n he means it as a friend nothing more

you look around and see the ruckus the guys were making

all the guys and you were all on a school trip to taipei

everyone taking the language courses gets to go on a trip 

guanlin basically made all his hyungs and of course you sign up to go to taipei, no one could resist his begging and puppy dog eyes

luckily no one else had signed up to go to taipei and since you were such a small group, they assigned jisung, one of the TAs and basically the mum of the group to look after you all during the trip

you were over the moon when you found out it'll only be the 12 of you

but even with all of your excitement, you were exhausted

you had 2 exams the day of your departure and you studied all night cramming all the information in

you didn’t realise but you dozed off, accidentally ending up with your head leaning on guanlin’s shoulder

guanlin slightly jumped as he felt your head on his shoulder

he smiled sweetly at the sight of you sleep, he made sure not to disrupt your sleep knowing how exhausted you were

as you slept, you snored lightly making him chuckle at how adorable you were

and of course seongwoo filmed you for blackmail material

you also drooled a little but instead of being disgusted at it, guanlin made sure to wipe it off with a tissue

he was glad he could take care of you for once since you always took care of you

seongwoo, daniel and jaehwan like the cheeky immature pricks they were

turned to face you sleeping and guanlin and basically made kissy faces at you two before singing teasingly

“guanlin and y/n sitting in the tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g”

just imagine jaehwan singing that like super nicely ugh i love his voice sm

you half woke up from their annoying antics and was pissed off since they disturbed you you know that state where you’re awake but you’re not yeah that’s the state you were in

you threw a pillow and seongwoo’s face then retorted half pissed off half amused

“we are on a plane not a tree, and does it look like i’m kissing guanlin i’m sleeping you blind immature brats”

guanlin muttered under his breath “i wish we were kissing”

you accidentally heard and blushed so red, he didn’t realise you heard

your mind was going haywire

you liked him so much you have for so long and he likes you

WHAT DO I DO?? you brain was basically screaming 

you were snapped out of your thoughts by seongwoo saying in a baby like voice “oooo y/n getting angry, us three leave” 

then the three of them slowly lower themselves into their seats still smirking at you two and of course jaehwan winked at you 

you groan and curse them under your breath 

then you suddenly realise you were on guanlin’s shoulder 

you blush again realising that your crush likes you back feeling ecstatic and so happy

you were completely over the moon

“y/n? earth to y/n?” guanlin said softly while waving his hand in front of your face did you see what i did there ;)

“oh sorry, i was just thinking but what’s up?” you say as casually as possible trying not to blurt your confession out

internally you decided just to leave it until the end of the trip and you could tell him then

“oh i was just going to say, you should sleep you’re exhausted i know how much you studied for those exams.” he said in a caring and loving tone making your heart flutter

“thanks guanlin i will” you sweetly reply 

“by the way if you want to sleep on my shoulder it’s fine, it’s actually really comfy” he says blushing make you feel all giddy 

and you nod and smile back at him and lean your head on his shoulder and before you knew it you were asleep

you woke up and went through all the security regulations

sungwoon the whole time was talking about all the places we should go 

“we should go to taipei 101!! apparently the view is amazing and plus i need more aesthetic pictures for my instagram”

“gosh sungwoon could you get any more superficial” minhyun said teasingly

“hey! i’m not the one who stares at the mirror all day and tell myself how handsome i am?!” sungwoon retorted

“no i don’t, i clean the mirrors not admire myself in them, but you always do that and so does jinyoung, eh and jihoon occasionally” minhyun replied nonchalantly

“why the hell are you bringing us into your argument?!” jinyoung and jihoon chorused

“it’s trueeee” daehwi adding cutely

“guys we’re holding up the line hurry the hell up, do the bickering later” woojin said rolling his eyes at his friends

you laugh at all their petty arguments thinking they’re adorable but knowing they all love each other so much

you guys arrive at the hotel and you’re so happy because you’re the only one who doesn’t have to share a room because you’re the only girl

you all end up showering, getting dressed and settling in and it was already dinner time

all the guys gathered in your room, everyone trying to decide what they want to eat, which just ends up as one huge argument

“i want fried chicken!!” jihoon said brightly 

“yah! are you crazy we’re in taipei and you want fried chicken??!” exclaimed jisung continued saying

“we’re supposed eat the regional food you know, like dumplings”

“ooo could we go to like some bubble tea place” daehwi said excitedly

“we need to eat dinner you know, i’d like to have some seafood, or sushi, i’m craving sushi” minhyun added 

“can’t we eat noodles?” woojin whined

“i want noodles as well!!” agreed sungwoon 

“well after dinner i want ice cream!” jinyoung said like a 5 year old

“i want to eat meat” seongwoo and jaehwan shouted adding to the bickering and to the noise level

“i just want a sandwich with ketchup and a beer” daniel said seriously

making all of us turn to him in wtf are you saying look

which resulted him into shrugging “what it tastes good??”

“EVERYONE WE’LL GO TO ONE OF THE NIGHT MARKETS OKAY??!!” 

you shouted grabbing everyone’s attention

guanlin brightened up at that idea and explained to the group

“the night market’s here are amazing!! they’ll definitely have the bubble tea and ice cream, they have this special beef which they light on fire and it tastes sooooo good. they have really good noodles and dumplings and there will be a couple places which serve some sushi, and chicken but probably not a ketchup sandwich sorry daniel hyung” he ended with a cheeky smile at daniel

to which daniel responded by pouting and crossing his arms like a child

“great idea y/n, gosh if you haven't suggested that we’d be here for hours” jisung said gratefully smiling at you

you smiled back and said “chop chop come on people!”

the night markets were super fun, all of you ate so much, bought clothes and different souvenirs and items

there was a few times when someone went missing but in the end it was one of the best nights of your life

you got matching sunglasses with guanlin

“put these on, you’ll look so swag” you said teasingly handing him the sunglasses

“oh gosh stop i said swag one time and you’re gonna tease me forever” he groaned while putting on the sunglasses

“damn you look good” you said appreciatively and he blushed cutely

he also puts it on you and you model it for him and he laughs and says

“you look gorgeous with them, you always look gorgeous though so not much difference” he said feeling brave but instantly hating himself for saying it

cursing himself why why why did i say that???? i probably made it sooo awkward

you feel extremely happy he said that but also super flustered and you stutter out a quick thank you

he quickly defuses the situation by buying the two sunglasses but the cashier makes it worse by saying

“aw such a cute couple item!!” 

you and him look at each other super embarrassed but you couldn’t help your huge smile and you look at him where you can see him smiling broadly 

and feeling a burst of courage you lightly hold his hand and say thank you to the cashier

he looks at you in shock and you give him a shy smile

you tug at his hand and you both joined the group 

woojin was the only one noticing you guys holding hands in the group of crowded people and whispered into guanlin’s ear knowing he hadn’t confessed yet

“take her to the rooftop pool, it’s heated and it’ll be a perfect place to confess to her, if you book it late at night it’ll only cost about $50” 

$50 you rich boi i'm broke af 

guanlin blushes at the thought of you in a swimsuit and confessing to you

teenage boys am i right? but he’s still a cutie

he thanks woojin gratefully and woojin just says “anytime little bro”

“i’m taller than you” guanlin says laughing softly

“details, details, details” woojin waved him off and left you two alone

you didn’t notice them talking admiring the colourful stalls and all the wonderful smells

anyways everyone went back to their rooms with a huge smile, you couldn’t sleep because of the time difference so when around 12 someone knocked on your door you opened it and saw guanlin 

you were in pyjama shorts, a loose t shirt and your hair back messily with a green face mask on 

even then guanlin thought you looked stunning 

you felt so embarrassed at your appearance and said “what are you doing here so late?”

“uhhhh i want to show you somewhere, wear a swimsuit, we’re going swimming” he says in the most confident tone he can muster

your heart races and you say to him “i’ll be right back, make yourself comfortable”

you quickly wash off the face mask put on your swimsuit and a flowy dress over it, and grab a towel

you see guanlin sprawled over your bed and you hit him lightly 

“oh that was quick let’s go” he says 

you head up to the rooftop and you gasp as you see the huge pool

it was an infinity pool, looking over all of taipei and no one was there

you took off your dress and set your towel down on one of the seat feeling a bit self conscious you wrap your arms around your waist

you head towards the pool and you dip your foot, relaxing when it was nice and warm

guanlin just stared at you the whole time, feeling super happy that you liked the pool, also admiring how gorgeous you were, promising to buy woojin a meal for the suggestion

he took off his shirt and set it down near your stuff

you look at the beautiful view and you turn your head around in shock and happiness and face guanlin

your cheeks heat up as you see him shirtless showing off his toned body, you ignore all the butterflies and you say to guanlin “this must of cost a lot, to book the pool out??!!” you exclaim

“who said i booked it?” he says cheekily 

“the sign where it says booked” you retorted snorting

not answering he cannonballs into the pool drenching you head to toe

you look at him in disbelief and he just smirks back making you scream

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU LAI GUANLIN!!”

you equally cannonball into the pool splashing him

before you could process what was happening

he grabbed your waist and as an automated reaction you wrapped your legs around his torso and your arms around his neck

and suddenly you were eye to eye, noses nearly touching and guanlin smiles your favourite gummy smile 

“if you haven’t noticed, i like you a lot, and i know i make my mistakes and i have my flaws but y/n will you be my girlfriend” he whispers intimately but nervously

you couldn’t help yourself but gently press your pink wet lips on his soft ones

feeling like fireworks were going off in your stomach as he gently kissed you again and again

until you were both breathless

you loved the kisses they were slow and sweet just like you two

you realise you didn’t actually reply to his confession so you say sweetly

“of course i’ll be your girlfriend guanlin, we’ll get through everything together like we always have.”

“thank you for making this an amazing night” he says softly while kissing your forehead

“no thank you for making these unforgettable memories with me” you say in reply still feeling amazing at the fact you were guanlin’s girlfriend

you both stare at the gorgeous city sky line with his arm wrapped around your shoulder and you leaning into his chest he whispers into your ear

“this is our night, our memories, always and forever” 

sorry this took so long to make!! my draft didn’t save so i had to retype a lot. also it was so hard to find a gif suited for this scenario cause like do i do gummy smile guanlin, or super cool guanlin. i chose gummy smile guanlin. CAUSE I LOVE HIS SMILES. like tbh guanlin is so nice to write for idek why. ANYWAYS hope you enjoyed the fluff, as always leave me a message or an anon for feedback or just to text!

[survivorreelsmagicwithin]

Episode 2 - “Y'all. Vote me out fr cause I'm inactive as fronk” - Joshua (through Autumn)

I hate flag-making challenges. I will not be helpful at all, and I hope that someone else can take the reigns and lead us to victory. I honestly feel safe going into a tribal council, but I do not want to test that theory.

Next morning

With Chips and Jules working on the crest designs, I feel confident that we will do well in the challenge. Maybe not the best, but definitely not the worst. I still have the same anxious feeling that my tribe is not active enough for my taste, but I will just have to live with it for now. Besides, at least this is not immunity because that we increase my anxiety by so much. But, I keep forgetting to search the idol hunt which is my bad, but it is just so hard and long that I do not really feel like searching all the time lol

ART CHALLENGE <333 i love these challenges. Jess made my picture 110% better and its super cute. The note that she wrote with it is also hella cute and I love the whole HP aesthetics bc i never got to go to real hogwarts ;-; but i'm sure most of yall can related. The boys weren't too helpful but nick was better than jacob who is sick. Nick was way more active aka jacob said 3 sentences the entire challenge sooooo…. if we lose idk I might just save jacob anyways bc pregame relations.

Won reward, but now we have to win immunity again. I really hope that this reward helps us continue to survive. I don't want to have to vote anyone out. We've been getting first, but I really just want to survive this challenge, its known to be hard.

I think I have been stuck with the second most challenge inept tribe in the history of my ORG career. I literally said so many answers in my version of the story and Jules just fucked it up. And then they got the girl's name wrong. And then they started mixing up characters. I know I did well, but fuck these people. God. Now we need a tribe to get 0 which is very unlikely. I will just resign myself to tribal. I hope and pray that these people have some common sense and do not want to vote me out

Listen. Listen. Listen. I dang knew this story was going to be Harry Potter based. I knew in my brain and in my heart that I shouldn’t have been the one to start that thing. What do I do? Start the dang thing. Oh well. We did alright. I would be shocked if we won tho but if we don’t I’ll be relieved. I def don’t feel confident enough but I really had a lot of fun with my tribe. I really miss this and really hope that my time isn’t cut short! I feel really good about my tribe mates sincerely. And that’s kind of scary! I would hate to see any of us to go and how it’s going to affect the bond we have if we vote someone out. In this moment with Max sitting out, it may be him who goes if we go to tribal. I hope that isn’t the case. I’ve got my fingers crossed for us. Huff Puff strong!

Honestly Jules dropped the ball sis!! But it’s okay, I love her. She’s really nice and I know she tried her best. Plus she’s in an alliance with me and Owen, so we should have the numbers against Joanna or Miguel if we go to tribal. Personally, I’d prefer Joanna to go. She’s kinda domineering, but she’s also an asset in challenges thus far. She is organized and direct. I’ve also talked to her a bit more than Miguel, so I guess I don’t really care who goes.

I’m happy I didn’t fuck up the reward comp and the shit that I drew got us a win!

I really hope I don't bomb that challenge, I answered everything that Kevin talked to me about.... I think!  The rest of them tried very hard but I am SOOO glad that I asked to do my part at the end because my memory of repeating things is horrendous but I'm usually pretty good at bullshitting test answers... too bad I got some of the multiple choice stuff wrong.

I think that if we do lose I am still in a good spot on this tribe and hopefully I won't be in danger.  I feel like I'm on everyone's good side and Max kind of just disappeared so maybe we could just vote him out this round? Idk.

Hopefully we don't have to worry about it.  I smell a swap coming up pretty soon and I just hope I'm either with Owen or with some of the people from my tribe.  I have no idea if they know anyone or are close with anyone in the other houses.

I'm still feeling the closest to Lily and Kevin but I have been talking to Landen a good bit too these days so hopefully we'll be safe or we can all just agree on Max.

16 minutes later

OOOOOH IS LANDEN PAVING THE WAY FOR A MOVE TO SEND MAX PACKING???

He just told me that me, lily and kevin are precious angels that must be protected and that he likes Max when he's around too so that sounds like something... HMMM...

I can't get cocky, I always go home when I get cocky. But I like this.

my host chat saw this first (shout-out to Drewie and Dennis): Y’all I’m an idiot. I thought I only knew 2 people in this game (Owen and chips). Then I remembered I also know Jess, Autumn, and dan. Literally love and respect each of you my brain just don’t got the strongest memory no more. I’m so sorry!!!! I literally just told landen I only know 2 ppl. I’m just gonna try to not remember it happened.

Ugh.....I need to get it together.

I love my tribe talking to each other now that we have to!! Everyday I'm like damn either I'm on the bottom or I'm not the only one with piss poor social game. Ok so... the moment the hosts said we got 1 point, I started getting ready for tribal lmaaaooo. No sense crying over it either because all the tribes basically just had to show up in order to beat that

Like how could we not go to tribal with a score of ONE? That shit's embarrassing hahaha. That's like when your teacher passes the test back to everyone sitting around you but not you so you KNOW it's bad. But you know what? It's all good cause I'd rather us take the L now and get it out the way and we can all laugh about it cause losing won't be funny after long. The real question is: will Gryffindor do this the easy way or the hard way caaauusse we all know who the weakest link is. I just wanna see if someone puts two and two together without my prodding. Chips already said we voting together right and I'm like yes sir. There's no better place than being on the same page

WE WON OMG!! Jules basically gave me nothing, which is fine, i understand, but i'm so impressed that we pulled that off. Absolutely killing these reward challenges really helps!

"Y'all. Vote me out fr cause I'm inactive as fronk."

Tonight we learned Joshua is a feminist selfless man that I stan because he's volunteering to go home without me having to put his name out, which I was going to do. Like imagine if every guy had that kind of self-awareness, to recognize why he should be the vote and then embrace it instead of wreaking havoc. And wanting to see others succeed more than yourself? King shit! He knew when to hang it up and did just that. Like the number of times I've seen a vote get complicated for no fucking reason because everyone wants a fight to the death. Enough- I'm old, tired, and cannot exert too much energy at once. We got a long game ahead of us, not to mention quarantine. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you Joshua. We need more players like you and I appreciate your service

im back back BACK AGAIN with another confessional! not much has changed but a few updates for the sake of these being required :) 1. max has become even more inactive, he's not reached out to me personally since the first day and any time i messaged him after that he's sent me nothing back that i can build a convo off of, so we just have stopped speaking. Luckily this challenge only required four people and everyone else SHOWED UP!! or at least spoke about their availability, while he did not. However in his defense he said he was having some issues at home and i feel for him but his inability to connect has been an issue before he spoke about anything in our tribe chat with us. I'm trying to give him the benefit of the doubt but this point my relationships with the other 3 are leaps and bounds ahead of where I am at with Max. Maybe he can pick up some speed if we continue winning challenges but, it's not looking too hot. SPEAKING OF CHALLENGES, well first we lost reward AGAIN, but we won immunity.. AGAIN! thank goodness for not being first or second boot, i always love being able to avoid these early tribals and if i can get to a swap without seeing one that would be ideal, but also if we do go and maybe vote out max? wouldn't be the worst thing. Moral of the story we won and thats exciting! however.. if we didn't.. the first big push of strategic talk came up with landen when he hinted at being frustrated with max's lack of presence which I also share. I do believe if we lost me and landen could have most definitely picked up ruthie and lily to form a four against him, if he even came to tribal. That would be my ideal situation and if we continue on this tribes hopefully it gives me a nice cushion to fall on if we do lose so i dont have to entirely blow up my social game within the first few rounds by voting out someone i've built a connection with. If max can go and the remaining four hufflepuffs can make a swap I would feel good about that, and maybe in the right circumstances we could work together on the swapped tribes because i genuinely like all of these people (yes max too but in this specific scenario he wouldn't be included bc... well..) anyways to close this off i still absolutely ADORE lily, she is fun and our conversations are really good, and same goes for ruthie, hopefully i dont have to see either of them or myself go home before we can really start playing because i think we could do some damage. :) ok anyways this was longer than i thought it would be goodbye

I'm still not over the fact that I was able to answer 7 of those questions right. I have the memory of a plastic fork.  I also love that we are SAFE!

I do kind of hope things get spicy and we swap this round and become two tribes of 9. That'd be cute. I don't want VI to get bored and crack on me. BUT ALSO I think I have solid enough relationships with almost everyone on this tribe... so who knows?!

Also... these hoes really out here trying to search for an idol in PUBLIC. IN PUBLIC. WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON HERE?

Dear diary, seems like we keep winning challenges, which is great but tbh i feel like every time i give a disadvantage to my team because english is not my first Language, and so far its been a vocabulary test and a listening and speaking test. I mean I knew I signed up for school but damn. Give me some macarena  or drinking tequila challenge and I'll crush it

bippity boppity boo im back again with almost no content kdfasjhdskjfh

Ravenclaw working smarter and we keep winning, period!!! Thankful that y'all put Dan and I together....bc truly we will be unstoppable in these competitions. I kind of want to lose soon though to see how things would shake out, but I don't really have bad blood with anyone. Joanna seems passionate enough in the tribe chat and the challenges, even if she's dry in PMs. Miguel still won't give me anything other than a "how are you," but I hope the best for him in life lol

Still love Jules and Dan, and we made a three person alliance, but I haven't talked with either of them much one on one since it happened.... I really need to step the social game up eventually, but right now, I'm coasting, and maybe that's what I need before I find the time and resources in this game to strike!!

The idol hunt is hard but Dan seems onto something. Honestly he's gonna be a big threat sooner or later so he's sticking around as long as I can keep him! The last two games I've been in I've seen "goats" get dragged to the end and locked in final 3 positions, and then these perceived goats have ended up winning. so I want the big players in this game to rise to the top and fight it out in the end!

let’s say i am como we dice.. fed up with a lot :flushed: a lot meaning joshua starting to get on my nerves a bit! he’s genuinely sweet n all but.. the way he complained about us losing by putting down others work HHH pissed me off. which is why i will be voting him out hehe.. but so far my misting has worked because no one wants to vote me out! mwah

Slytherin killed the memory challenge. We thought we were all gonna flop bc all of us thought we sucked at memory stuff. um well we knocked it out of the park? Ravenclaw got 4 and huff/gryff got 1. We got 7 so oops. I do hope things turn out well for Gryffindor but no one I really know/care about is in that house so I'm not too worried. I hope they continue to lose or even hufflepuff since ravenclaw has 2 of my friends in it.

I have been TERRIBLE with confessionals but only because there's really not been much going on? I have an alliance with Dan and Owen, and even though I wrote off Joanna I was DEFINITELY wrong in doing that. Miguel is sort of the outlier. Our team is kinda iconic though? We've done so well on all the challenges. I might be the weakest link? More to come.

it's pretty sad but the whole tribe has agreed to vote max if we lose, basically he's just never around because of what's going on at home and like thats sad but... we gotta do what we gotta do *shrug*. I'm really feeling good about Hufflepuff moving forward, i've never bonded this much this easily with EVERYONE on a tribe and i just feel like if we keep winning or even if we lose and have to vote out max, we could be a great group for the future. especially i feel great about working with kevin, we dominated eve's game after eve came between us in 2020 that dastardly witch... :P (juuust kiddin. love ya!) but now we could totally do well in this game too i think.....

lily and ruthie are just so sweet and we really bond talking about pretty much anything,, especially lily is a great conversationalist and i just find it so natural to talk to them both. i'd love to work with any combination of people from hufflepuff in the future, hopefully i start sucking a little less at all these challenges. i think i did pretty great on memory :D

So here is the summary of what has happened since last time

We had a reward challenge that was drawing. Mine sucked. Apparently 3/4 so no reward.

We played Telephone. My team didnt realize that details are the most important parts of that and didnt share then with Autumn so Autumn didnt share them with me. Then I didnt know them when asked about them.

We scored 1 point and lost. Since I still have no alliance I'm scared that it could be me. So I kind of got an idea how everyone was feeling.

Juls let me know she wanted to vote Joshua and- it's not me so that's fine!

Then I was talking to Autumn about it and - OOP! Josh asked to be voted out. So unless he plays an idol I'm supposing he is leaving after asking to go.

woo my tribe won immunity!! we are safe! i’m glad bc i’m forming good relationships with ppl on my tribe. i think we all get along rly well so i hope we keep winning. the challenge was fun and i slayed bc i’m skinny mwah

Ya know what’s refreshing? Being on a tribe that actually wins!!! The last three games I’ve played I’ve been on flop ass starting tribes.

Now we’ll lose every challenge

10 minutes later

This sickening bitch just found a hidden immunity idol!!!! Good until f6 L A D I E S!!!!!!

HI BARBS SO I WAS GROUNDED SO I MISSED THE CHALLENGE BUT MY HUFFLEPUFF BABS SLAYED SM SO IM LIVING

CONFESSIONAL 2.1 —

Not much strategy has happened this episode, just simply tribal bonding! We are SlytherWINNING, getting reward and immunity this time! How wonderful.

Regarding my tribe mates, I love all three. I pray, pray, pray we make swap, i do Noh want to be a dirty bad guy and have to vote one out.. yet. Haha.

I was drunk during immunity, one full glass of rum & coke, so I am shocked that we won immunity. Honestly, I feel silly admitting I was drunk to my tribe because... if I can do that when drunk, imagine if I was sober. Competition Beast, duh.

I also gave up my run this round for the tribe to use. Was partially social, partially I just do not understand how to do the Hunt, so I might as well help the greater good. Either way, it comes off positively.

Hoping for a smooth journey for a little longer!

x nick

Joshue has basically quit at this point so I have no fear going into tribal

[punkscowardschampions]

Grace & Janis

Little Twin Times

Grace: It's not too late to change your mind! Get dad to bring you xxx Grace: 👍💜💭 Janis: Nah, you're all good, I'm going out to play footie with lads from down the road after tea Janis: You having fun? Grace: 😮😈 WHICH LADS??! Grace: of course! it's the best! 🙌 Name a film and we've got it ready to watch Grace: her mum ordered from the posh bakery too Grace: They've got each of our names iced on so you've gotta come Janis: You know, they live in the farmhouse one along if you keep going down the lane, renovated all fancy, like but they're actually alright Janis: shit at football though 😉 Janis: s'alright, you eat mine Janis: think they use too much cream, s'not as good as Da's stuff Janis: got any horrors? Grace: EW JANIS THOSE BOYS ARE GROSS DON'T PLAY WITH THEM Grace: they always shout stuff at us they think they're so 💪😎 Grace: You always say that! You'd eat custard tarts every day and never try anything new ever! Grace: 🙄 Grace: OBVIOUSLY WE'RE NOT AMATEURS Grace: the cinema room has everything it's like being out at the poshest one you can imagine 😍 Janis: Only 'cos you act like such a drip whenever you see a boy Janis: If you shouted back instead of going all giggly and red maybe they'd not take the piss, ey? 🙄 Janis: I would if I was faced with all that pastry and cream...tastes like fusty old tissue paper 🤢 Janis: At least that'll be a laugh then Janis: Her house smells like an old lady's handbag though 😂 Grace: OMG I DO NOT! Grace: what would you know anyway you're too busy trying to BE like a gross boy to get a boyfriend Grace: such a 👽 weirdo for a sister, how and why Grace: AGAIN DUH! It is such a laugh and you're missing it Grace: for football 🙄 Grace: RUDE JAN-JAN IT DOES NOT Grace: you're just jealous of how cool her house is Janis: Yes you do, you all just nudge each other and laugh like a bunch of loonies Janis: LOL and what would you do with a boyfriend, gracie? you can't even talk to one nevermind anything else Janis: for you, maybe, i'm good where i am tah 👌 Janis: why would i be jealous of having a too large tv in a too small room and calling it a cinema Janis: they ain't even got that much money, we've probably got more, they're just snobby twats about it Janis: how cool, so cool, woooow Grace: DO NOT Grace: I can't believe you've already forgotten that Jake and two of his friends are all fighting over who gets to be my boyfriend rn so Grace: I'm gonna be a great girlfriend like in all the films excuse you Grace: ugh you're the snobby one thinking we're richer than everyone and talking about how much money everyone's got all the time Grace: what am I gonna do with you? 🙄 Janis: how buzzin you must be Janis: doesn't mean you'll know what to do Janis: s'the stuff that happens after the happily ever after you need to know, graciekins Janis: only cos she's a show-off when she's got no right to Janis: always bragging that one Janis: you just don't like it 'cos you're up her hole, like 😂 Grace: I will too! I've practiced kissing loads Grace: Just because you don't have a clue don't tell me I don't Grace: You're the showoff always trying to beat the boys ugh Grace: just brush your hair, put some gloss on and come over Grace: you'll see she is cool and you're just being salty as usual Janis: yeah, we've seen the gloss on the oranges, its manky Janis: at least eat them when you've frenched them Janis: there's no trying involved, i'm just better than all the boys 😏 Janis: no thanks, i've got plans, like i said Janis: if she's so cool why you ignoring her rn hmm Grace: YOU'RE MANKY I don't even use 🍊 thanks Grace: You think as much of yourself as the boys do it's cringey Grace: and im not even ignoring her she's setting the spa up Grace: nobody's allowed to see what's she's done until she's done it so you're wrong again there Janis: Well all the others have got fellas rn or experience under their belt so don't think they're still getting in 'practice' like its a shitty teen movie 😂 Busted Janis: soz, I'll develop an eating disorder and self-esteem issues asap Janis: oh wait, no, fuck that i'm great Janis: don't hate cos u ain't Janis: better get ur surprised face ready now, you're a shitty actress, like LiLo bad post-all the drugs Grace: It's likely you, J, you've gotten really embarrassing lately 😂 make sense why you don't wanna come out. gotta stay in with the fruit bowl Grace: Don't even joke Kirsty Dixon from number 22 had to go to the hospital loads in the summer it's so serious Grace: you're the hater on me and my friends, read the chat back if you don't believe Janis: Whatever you say, Graciepoo Janis: So? She's still a lame bitch Janis: or you gonna be her best friend now too? Janis: Last I remember, it was your pals calling her names Janis: but now she's in the hospital, you all wanna send her flowers Janis: just not chocolates, she'll be raging, like Grace: YOU'RE SO RUDE AND SOOO WRONG Grace: i know you're blinded by your jealousy but it's sad how much you have no idea what you're talking about Grace: cute but still cringey of course Janis: lol jealous of what? Grace: me having friends and you being the lone loser Janis: 😂 no Janis: firstly, your 'friends', you can keep 'em, there's a reason they were free to let you tag along and be their bitch Janis: secondly, i'm happy being alone, you're the one begging me to come hang, so nice one there 👍 Grace: I'M TRYING TO BE NICE Grace: won't next time, bitch Janis: please don't 😂 Grace: laugh it up all you want you were the one tagging along with us for ages Grace: you're not too good, you're too much of a freak now that's all Janis: yeah because wittle baby gracie doesn't want to do anything on her own Janis: don't cry about it now 😂 Grace: no i didnt want my sister to be an antisocial weirdo Grace: makes me look bad too Janis: Literally going out after tea, did you not hear? Janis: You wanna control WHO I'm friends with Janis: I've got friends, I don't want your hand-me-downs Grace: those creepy boys who want to look at you in your shorts aren't your friends saddo Janis: Your mind, Gracie 🙄 Honestly Janis: lads don't care about things like that, they wanna play footie Janis: and I have plenty of other people I hang with, not everyone wants to be in a sad lil gang Grace: now who's being a baby 😂 lads always think about stuff like that Grace: 🙄 you only think its a gang because you've made yourself unwanted Grace: whatever Jan-Jan i've got fun to have Grace: be boring Janis: They really don't, they think you're mental Janis: also a right slag 😂 Janis: sure you do 😏 laters! Grace: at least they think of me you're furniture Grace: I've got plenty of time and chances to change their mind but you're always gonna be blah Janis: lol yeah, so much chance, when i'm the one that gets to chat with them every day on the pitch and you just stand there staring and dribbling, not the ball, like 😂 Grace: 🙄 so jealous at least they know me and my friends are interested they all think you play for the other team Janis: so? I'm not the slag, I'm NOT interested Janis: how lame Grace: i'm no slag either Grace: you're just being too judgey and weird to know the difference Janis: whatever you say 👌 not me you've gotta convince otherwise, is it Grace: thank god for that 😂 Janis: eurgh don't be disgusting Janis: now who's the freak Grace: EWW THAT'S YOUR MIND I MEANT YOU'VE BEEN HIT IN THE HEAD BY THE BALL TOO MANY TIMES TO HAVE A CLUE ABOUT ANYTHING Grace: 👽 Grace: so gross Janis: no you didn't Janis: you're a shit liar Janis: why would you even say something like that Janis: you're messed up, grace Grace: WHY WOULD YOU WEIRDO Janis: I didn't Janis: you're always like this Janis: you're so fucking creepy Grace: I am not Grace: you're the gross creep Janis: get your own comebacks Janis: this is why i don't want to hang with you Janis: you're so boring Grace: get a life and stop being so disgusting all the time Grace: it's not cool its just gross Janis: I've got one Janis: and it isn't yours to ruin with your lameness Janis: ✌ Grace: I can't ruin what doesn't exist Grace: can't compete with how much of a loser you are anyway Janis: stop trying then Janis: weirdo 😂 Grace: 🙄 pathetic Janis: Oh, FYI, you forgot your jammies Janis: Rio's dropping them in so you better run unless you want her to come in and show you up for being a fake little bitch Grace: No I didn't we've all got matching here already Grace: I'm doing fine get over it Janis: That's literally the most hilarious thing I've ever heard Janis: Hope you're snapping pictures so we've all got something to laugh at Janis: 'Course you are, remember to let Jake know the # Janis: so sexy 😂 Grace: You're so obsessed it's embarrassing Grace: leave me alone Janis: I'll remember that when you're pestering me later Janis: Thanks for putting in writing Grace: Don't flatter yourself that I care Janis: So blatant Janis: N'awwwwh Grace: so annoying 🙄 Grace: go away Janis: go soak your manky feet Grace: go lose on the pitch you try hard bitch Janis: me? LOL ok Janis: trying so hard to be white and likable Janis: of which, you are neither Grace: Plenty of people like me as I am thanks Janis: oh, and who are you today? 😂 Janis: you haven't got a clue Janis: faker than your brands Grace: and you do? 😂 trying so hard to be a badass all of a sudden Grace: everyone's laughing at you Grace: not me Janis: By everyone you mean your sad little friends Janis: who no one but you gives a shit about Janis: be more mad 'cos I've ditched you FINALLY Janis: and I can actually enjoy myself Grace: go and do it then Grace: you'd have to stop talking rubbish at me first Janis: do you see me there rn? Janis: I already am Janis: laughing at you takes no time outta my day Grace: 😂 Grace: like i said, obsessed Grace: nothing better to do than be this lame Janis: like i said, bad actress Janis: i still, unfortunately, have to share a room with you, remember? i've heard you crying Janis: 😂 Grace: not everything is about you Grace: nothing is pretty much Janis: Why'd you go crying to mum about me then Janis: Now I've gotta be nicer to you Janis: What a drag Grace: you're a drag Grace: and a worse actress than you think i am Janis: I'm not pretending otherwise Janis: Its impossible to be nice to you, faking it or otherwise Grace: can't be harder than dealing with being around you Grace: too cringey for words Janis: Aww Jan-Jan please come Janis: PLEEEEEEEEEEASE ITS SO MUCH FUN Janis: now that's cringe Janis: 👍💜💭 Grace: not sorry for trying to get you to keep your invite Grace: you said you'd come and the girls were expecting you Grace: some of them wanted you to be there, because they feel sorry for you or whatever Janis: I don't recall that coming from my mouth Janis: more like YOU said I would Janis: boohoo Janis: the ONLY person who gives a shit is you Grace: blah Grace: bored of you thinking you know everything about me Grace: if you don't care then leave me alone like I already told you to do Janis: how could i not? EVERYONE knows you, right gracie? Janis: ur as transparent as a window and as shallow as a puddle Janis: doesn't take a genius babe 😂 Janis: i'm having fun, fuck off yourself if you can't deal Grace: 😂😂😂 Grace: your definition of fun is so sad Grace: I'm off to have some for real Grace: bye Janis: enjoy your spa and matching jimmies Janis: you wild one 😂

[acorpseontheground-blog]

hi let me answer 400 fucking questions

1. Name: Jace 2. Nickname(s): i dont have any 3. Birthday: June 1 4. That makes you (age): im almost 15 5. Where were you born (city): Vancouver 6. Location right now (planet ): in my house 7. Shoe size: uh like 8 womens 8. How many piercings?: two, almost pierced my septum 9. Tattoos?: no 10. When you wake up you're: tired and sad 11. When you're about to sleep you're: tired and sad 12. Zodiac sign: gemini 13. Chinese sign: monkey i think 14. Righty or Lefty: righty 15. Innie or Outie: innie 16. School: no Section Two: Looks 17. Nationality: im really white 18. Hair colour: like dirty blonde 20. Weight: idk like 140lbs 21. Height: 5′10 i think 22. Braces? no 23. Glasses? no Section Three: Private Life 24. Do you have a boy/girlfriend?: yeah 25. If so, who?: uh someone who was not interested in me at all for 7 months  26. If not, do you have a crush on someone?: i mean 27. Who has a crush on you?: i mean  28. Ever cheated on your bf/gf?: no that shit is disgusting dont talk to me if you do that  29. Who was your first kiss: someone that i no longer talk to. dont regret it being them though 30. Who was your last kiss: my bf  31. Are you a virgin?: uh  32. Ever had a threesome before?: no  33. NQ- Every been swarmed by ladybugs?: no whattheufkc 34. Have you ever been in love?: yes  35. Broken any hearts?: most likely  36. Got your heart broken?: well i broke up with someone idk if that counts as having my heart broken but i was devastated but i had to do it sooo idk   37. Ever liked a friend? yes ive only really liked 2 people and theyve been my friends because i cant trust people 38. What happened? they have liked me back at some point Section Four: Past Relationships 39. How many relationships have you been in?: two 40. How many were serious enough to count: two? 41. Who were those serious ones: first kiss, my bf 42. NQ- Who used to be your best friend: uhhhhh ig first kiss 43. What made them different: i really liked their personality and the way they presented/ i was head over heels for them for like idk 3 years 44. What happened: i wasnt mature enough to handle myself 45. Best boy/girlfriend: my fucking GIRLS taylor and claire 46. Worst boy/girlfriend: someone i recently cut off contact with  47. Ever been kissed: yes 48. Who do you want back: uhgdjgkjdfhgkjd goodbye 49. Who do you regret: no one, i think all experiences are good and if i regret someone i would hace never gotten those Experience Points 50. Why?: n/a Section Five: Favourites 51. Song: shit uhhhh like or like like by miniature tigers?? or falling for you by mxmtoom and peachy?? or cherub rock by the smashing pumpkins idk my taste is wack 52. Movie: as you are but i shared it with the person i recently cut off contact with so uh 53. Food: bro. pickles. i even drink the pickle juice when im done with the pickles. 54. Drink: orange crush man 55. Store: shopping stresses me out 56. Television show: uh black mirror? 57. Holiday: hallo fucking ween 58. Book: words on bathroom walls i think 59. Ice cream: cookie dough 60. Sweets: m&m’s 61. Crisps:  wjat 62. Type of music: i listen to a lot? i listen to electronic, indie, alternative, rock, those sad boy hour songs really whatever i have like three different playlists for my tastes 63. Artist: really into teen suicide rn 64. Word: uh 65. Time of day: 1 am outside watching the stars 66. Dressing: like. salad dressing or clothes 67. Alcoholic drink:  i dont drink anymore tryna stay away from that so i dont revert 68. Colour(s): i love blue 69. Piece of clothing: my fidlar hoodie that concert was wild i got punched in the head 70. Character: DELSIN ROWE  71. Smell: campfire 72. Shampoo: idk i use whatever is in the shower 73. Soap: i use whatever 74. Smiley:  idk 75. Board game: definitely monopoly i live out the fantasy of being rich 76. Sport: i dont care 77. Number: i still dont care 78. Quote: idk  79. Animal: still a wolf shut up meanies >::((((( 80. Actor: idc 82. Vegetable: broccoli ofc 83. Fruit: oranges  84. Place to be: on the hill 85. Thing in your room: my guitar and my ukulele my fuckibng babies dont touch them 86. Gum: uh 87. Shape: uh> 88. Country: uh? 89. Mall: i hate malls 90. Car: idc wow im boring 91. Boy's name: br idk  92. Girl's name: idk 93. Family member: my sister sh 94. Restaurant: pepper lunch is kind of the shit 95. Movie place: we literally only have one movie theatre 96. Person to go to the movies with: my friends 97. Noise: idk 98. Brand of shoe: vans theyre comfy 99. Brand of clothing: idk 100. Body part of a chicken: the gobble part the fuck is that called 101. Swear word: uh? fuck? 102. Month: october 103. Possession: ukulele and guitar again 104. Team: ? 105. Season: winter it’s cold and people can’t bully me for being pale 106. Radio station: who listens to the radio 107. Magazine: who reads magazines 108. Favourite grade: none they were all stressful 109. Least favourite grade: grade 1 110. Teacher: mme martin 111. Least favourite teacher: mme leclerc 112. Subject: band 113. Subject to talk about: music Section Six: Family 114. Who's your mum?: my mom 115. Who's your dad?: my dad 116. Any step-parents?: no 117. Any brothers?: yes 118. Any Sisters?: yes 120. Coolest: brother/sister 121. Loudest: my parents fuck 122. Best relative: uh 123. Worse relative: someone who hit on my sister 124. Do you get along with your parents? sometimes 125. With your siblings? yes 126. Does anyone understand you? lmao ugh no one understands me;((((( 127. Do you have any pets?:  yes 128. If so, what kind and name? dog, cat, rosie, thea 129. If not, what do you want as a pet?: i want a snake so bad Section Seven: School 131. Are you still in school? yes 132. Did you drop out?: yes 133. Your current GPA: idk what that is 134. Do you buy or bring lunch?: both, sometimes we cant afford anything so like i just dont eat 135. ABC's?: what 136. Favorite class: band 137. Play any sports at school?: no 138. Are you popular? HAHA no 139. Favourite memory: uh when i failed three classes i loved that :) 140. Most humiliating moment: idk 141. Most funniest moment: bro idk 142. Most scared moment: when i thought my school was gonna be shot up lmfao Section Eight: What do you think of when you hear 145. Chicken: bacawk 146. Dog: bark 147. Christina Aguilera: oUOouIA 148. Ricky Martin: who 149. 50 cent: bottle full of bub 150. Poop: uh 151. Beach: woosh 152. Desert: the sound of sand? 153. Water: woosh 154. Osama: oh  155. Love: the sound of when you are holding your breath and then you exhale because they left but you didnt realize you were holding your breath 156. Your little brother: i  157. Butt: what 158. Clowns: get that shit away 159. Wonder: wahtr 16o. Brown: brrpoqn 161. Banana: peeling noise 162. Sex: moaning?? 163. Parents: yelling 164. Homosexuals: what 165. God: nothing Section Nine: Do you believe in 166. God: idk not really 167. Heaven: idk 168. Devil: idk 169. Hell: idk 170: Boogy man: no 171. Closet Monsters: no but im always paranoid someone is in my closet 172. Fortune tellings: no 173. Magic:  idk 174. Love at first sight: idk 175. Ghosts: yes 176. Voo-doo dolls: no? 177. Reincarnation: maybe 178. Yourself: no Section Ten: Do you 179. Smoke: not cigs, i’ll vape but i dont have one of my own, and if you got weed and want me to smoke it with you sure 180. Do drugs: weed? 181. Drink alcohol: not anymore 182. Cuss: yeah 183. Sing in the shower: yeah 184. Like school: no 185. Want to get married: yeah 186. Type with all of your fingers: on the computer not really only my middle and index finger 187. Think you're attractive: not really 188. Drink and drive: no ive had some horrible experiences 189. Snore: i dont think so 190. Sleep walk: used to 191. Like watching sunrises and sunsets: yes omg  Section Eleven: Have you ever 192. Flashed someone: no 193. Gotten so drunk til you threw up everywhere: haha yeah 194. Told that person how you felt: yeah 195. Been arrested: n o 196. Gone to jail or juve: no 197. Skateboarded: yes im so fucking bad at it though 198. Skinny dipped: no 199. Rock climbed: yes 200. Killed someone: no 201. Watched porn: yes 202. Gone on a road trip: yes 203. Went out of the country: yes 204. Talked back to an adult: yes 205. Broken a law: yes 206. Got pulled over: no i cant drive 208: Cried to get out of trouble: no 209. Let a friend cry on your shoulder: yeah  210. Kissed a brother's or sister's friend: no 211. Kissed a friend's brother or sister: no 212. Dropped something on the floor and let someone eat it anyways: yeah 213. Moon someone: no 214. Shop-lifted: no 215. Worked at McDonald's: no 216. Eaten a dog: no 217. Give money to a homeless person: yeah 218. Glued your hand to yourself:  no 219. Kissed someone of the same sex: yeah 220. Had a one night stand: no 221. Smoked: not cigs 222. Done drugs: weed 223. Lose a friend because of your ex: i dont think so? 224. Slap someone for being stupid: lightly 225. Had cyber sex: no 226. Wish you were the opposite sex: at one point in my life i wanted to die because of it 227. Caught someone doing something: yeah 228. Played a game that removes clothing: no 229. Cried during a movie: yeah 230. Cried over someone: yeah 231. Wanted to hook up with a friend: no 232. Hooked up with someone you barely met: no 233. Ran away from home: yeah 234. Cheated on a test: yeah Section Twelve: Would you 235. Bungee jump: yes pls 236. Sky dive: yes 237. Swim with dolphins: yes 238. Steal a friend's bf or gf: no 239. Try to be the opposite sex: oh 240. Lie to the police: no 241. Run from the police: idk depends on the situation probably not 242. Lie to your parents:yeah 243. Backstab a friend for your own well being: no ew 244. Be an exotic dancer: no 245. NQ- Kill the president: dont have a president Section Thirteen: Are you 246. Shy: not shy 247. Loud: no 248. Nice: i think? im also kind of an asshole 249: Outgoing: not outgoing 250: Quiet: kind of 251. Mean: sometimes 252. Emotional: yeah? 253. Sensitive: no 254. Gay: no 255. Strong: uh idk 256. Weak: not physically 257. Caring: yes 258. Dangerous: no 259. Crazy: no 260. Spontaneous: no? 261. Funny: ive been told 262. Sweet: idk 263. Sharing: yeah 264. Responsible: yeah 265. Trustworthy: yeah 266. Open-minded: yeah 267. Creative: i guess 268. Cute: uh no 269. Slick: idk 270. Smart: no 271. Dumb: no 272. Evil: no 273. Ghetto: no 274. Classy:  no 275. Photogenic: sometimes 276. Dependable: yeah ive made some mistakes though 277. Greedy: no 278. Ugly: no? 279. Messy: kinda 280. Neat: kinda 281. Perverted: uh well im not asexual 282. Silly: what 283. A B****: sure 284. A Good Listener: yeah 285. A Fighter: yeah 286. A Party Animal: no 287. A Game Freak: i like games 288. A Computer Freak: no Section Fourteen: Future 289. Dream job: musician 290. Dream house: fuck idk 291. Husband/Wife: someone i love 292. Kids: like 2 293. Names: , 294. Pets: doberman pls 295. Car: idk 296. Age you would want to get married: like 30 297. Best Man/Bride's Maid: idk 298. Honeymoon: idk Section Fifteen: Your friends 299. Best friends: taylor, claire 300. Known the longest: taylor 301. Craziest: taylor 302. Loudest: claire 303. Shyest: taylor 304. Best hair: i love them all 305. Best eyes: taylor has like multicoloured eyes 306. Best body: bro no 307. Most Athletic: claire 308. Hot-Tempered: both 309. Most impatient: idk 310. Shortest: taylor 311. Tallest: claire 312. Skinniest: uh skinnier is taylor shes smaller in general 313. Best singer: idk neither of them sing 314. Funniest: both 315. Can always make you laugh: both 316. Wish you talked to more: i have like 3 friends so keira 317. Wish you saw more: keira 318. Who drives you insane after a while: claire 319. Who you can stay around forever and never get sick of: taylor 320. Ever lose a friend because you took it to the 'next level': no 321. Whose always been there when you need them: taylor and claire 322. Who is like your family: taylor and claire 323. How many friends do you have?: 4 324. How many are really close? 2 Section Sixteen: The last 325. Thing you ate: burger 326. Thing you drank: water 327. Thing you wore: im in shorts and a hoodie right now? 328. Thing you did:  dog walk 329. Place you went: dog park 330. Thing you got pierced or tattooed: my ears 331. Person you saw: my mom 332. Person you hugged: my mom  333. Person you kissed: my bf 334. NQ- Person you beat to a juicy pulp: idk but id like to beat some people to a juicy pulp 335. Person you talked to online: this bitch thunder that is annoying we dont talk anymore shut the fuck up bro 336. Person you talked to on the phone: my call log says my mom 337. Song you heard: beach walk by whitewoods 338. Show you saw: like concert? fidlar 339. Time you fought with your parents: idk like today 340. Time you fought with a friend: idk 341. Words you said: “yeah”  Section Seventeen: Now 343. What are you eating: burger 344. What are you drinking: water 345. What are you thinking: miss 346. What are you wearing: shorts and a hoodie 347. What are you doing: writing this 349. Hair: messy? im sick 350. Mood: gross 351. Listening to:  nothing 352. Talking to anyone: no 353. Watching anything: mr nightmare Section Eighteen: Yes or No 354. Are you a vegetarian: no 355. Are you a carnivore: no 356. Are you heterosexual: no 357. Do you like penguins: yes 358. Do you write poetry: sometimes? i dont share it 359. Do you see stupid people: yes 360. You + Me: uh 361. Do you like the Osbournes: never really watched it 362. Can you see flying pigs: egrhf 363. Do you sleep with stuffed animals on your bed: no 364. Are you from Afghanistan: no 365. Is Christina Aguilera ugly: no  366. Are you a zombie: no 367. Am i annoying you: yes 368. Do you bite your nails: yes 369. Can you cross your eyes: yes 370. Do you make your bed in the morning: no 371. Have you touched someone's private part: yes why would you word it like private part Section Nineteen: This or That 372. Winter or Summer: winter 373. Spring or Autumn: autumn im quirky hahahahahahha 374. Shakira or Britney: neither 375. MTV or VH1: neither 376. Black or White: mix of both is good 377. Yellow or Pink: pink 378. Football or Basketball: basketball 379. Mobile Phone or Pager: mobile phone 380. Pen or Pencil: pencil i feel safer 381. Cold or Hot: cold it’s easier to warm up than to cool down 382. Tattoos or Piercings: piercings but i want a small tattoo 383. Inside or Outside: uh both 384. Weed or Alcohol: weed 385. Coke or Pepsi: coke 386. Tape or Glue: tape 387. McDonald's or In-n-Out: mcdonalds Section Twenty: Opinions 388. What do you think about classical music: love it! 389. About boy bands: sure! 390. About suicide: i dont think people understand that someone who is suicidal, their perception is collapsed. even though they subconsciously know they have other options, they believe with every bit of them that is their one and only choice.  391. About people who try to force their opinions on you: choke  392. About teen pregnancy: make sure you can handle the child and have support. if not, get an abortion or put it up for adoption. seriously. only keep it if it’s something you want, not because you were being shamed. 393. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years: on hastings shooting up heroin idk  394. Who do you think you'll still be friends with in 5 years: taylor 395. About gay men: love yall Section Twenty-One: 396. Do you have a website: no 397. Current weather right now: uh cloudy 398. Current time:  8:15 pm 399. Any shout outs: no one follows me 400. Last thoughts: fuck, 

[abiteofnat]

BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE CALCULATED FEASTING AT TASTE OF CHICAGO... 

Because when your goal is to eat as much as possible, it becomes a game of food Sudoko. You have to manage salty with sweet, not tire yourself out with only fried foods, make sure there’s some kind of green in there, and the most important part- finding never-been-tasted tastes! After going 2-3 times a year for the past four years, it’s become difficult to find booths with new options that are both vegetarian and something I actually want to spend my golden tickets on. 

In that case, you would think going to the Taste that much would get old! But it has remained so the opposite. I see it as my Six Flags, my Lollapalooza part 1, my... DARE I SAY... Hunger Games. (HA). It’s the one weekend every year that entirely dedicates itself to food with music on the side, instead of the other way around, and brings in thousands upon thousands of people. It’s kind of cool to see people of every part of Chicago together at this f r e e festival along Columbus, with restaurants from all over offering new cuisines and experiences for every attendee. People are gnawing into turkey legs, sticking forks into three different types of cheese fries at once, and just enjoying a day out with the fam in the middle of this amazing city. Pretty cool! Even when I’m sweating like a cold beer on a hot day and little children who are not mine and covered in ~sticky~ are stuck to my legs, it’s the best thing ever. I LOVE THE TASTE.  

As per usual I ate a large amount of things and could have easily eaten soooo much more, however it was pretty clear they boosted the # of tickets per item at each booth. Usually it’s about 3-5 tickets for a “taste” of something versus the full item, but this year it was 4-6 tickets. I call BS. But, that’s why it becomes a fun game of arcade-prize selecting with the tickets! Before we dig into the meat of this photo essay style post, I want to give a giant shoutout to my new DSLR camera that has revolutionized the way I take photos for this blog. While iPhones do a great job taking people photos, the iPhone 6 that I own has taken quite a beating in my possession and has become a grainy disaster when focusing on anything detailed. Taking photos for the-hungry-sloth has now become my absolute favorite thing in the world, and photographing food is seriously tooooooooooo much of a passion for me because I get a HIGH from the crumb details you’re about to witness. Like, seriously, get ready to lose your shit because of how high-def this food looks. (I am so late to the professional game, y’all). 

I didn’t post everything I ate, but these are the highlights! 

Stop #1: PUNKY’S Pizza & Pasta 

You know when you’re a kid and if you behave super well at the doctor’s office you get to choose a treat after? Like ice cream from your favorite place or McNuggets from McDonald’s? Fried ravioli at the Taste is my post-doctor treat. I wait for it, crave it, dream of it for 364 days and then the first morning of the Taste I wake up like it’s Christmas because I know it’s RAV DAY. I AM READY TO ZOOM ON THE BACK OF A PASSING PLANE DOWNTOWN BECAUSE HOT DAMN, THERE ARE TOASTY RAVIOLIS WAITING FOR ME. 

My dear friends were rearing to go see local band Twin Peaks at the bandshell area where you can bring a blanket and get real cozy under the sun and Chicago’s skyline, however I needed a carbo boost or else they would get “hangry” Nat and not “calmly enjoying the free music” Nat. Usually I get the toasted ravioli from Tuscany’s tent, however this year we past by a new, checkerboard-clad tent that caught my eye and the smell of marinara sauce overwhelmed me and before I could stop myself my hands were throwing tickets like confetti at the nice young man behind the counter and THEY WERE M I N E. 

These ravioli were breaded to perfection, fried evenly and not dried out at all, allowed the pasta to stay moist and not tough, and had the IDEAL cheese-pull once bitten into. The sauce was sweet, robust, but not too chunky and therefore got rid of the fear of dripping on my very ~girly~ skirt. I was in a cheese-y, saucy, fried-crumbs-errywhere blackout for a solid two minutes and then came back to earth a better person. Fried ravioli are always worth the ticket. 

All smiles on the lawn, patiently waiting for Twin Peaks to start and enjoying the shade this fence attempted to give us. That twinkle in my eye? The afterglow of fried cheese. 

Sorry, Tuscany tent, I’ll catch you next year. 

Stop #2: La Mexicana

These paletas are the ROCKSTAR of the Taste! It’s hard to pass by anyone not holding a brightly-colored fruity refreshment, flavors ranging from watermelon (my pick) to strawberry to lemon-lime. They offer a much needed pick me up amidst all the “real food” options, or are the best sweet treat to use your final 3 tickets on at the end! Made with real fruit and a lot of love, these tastes or full size paletas are not something to miss. And super fun to slurp, which will become necessary after they begin to melt. 

Stop #3: I’M THE WORST I DON’T REMEMBER?! If anyone knows where these tots were from, let me know! My friend got them had I h a d to photograph them, because if this isn’t #foodporn nothing is. Ugh. Tater heaven. 

Stop #4: Brightwok Kitchen 

I’m going to be honest, this did not initially catch my eye. As someone who uses the Taste to try a bunch of unhealthy food I would never order for a meal in real life, I avoid most healthy looking items. However, I am also so very anemic, and nothing there is protein/iron packed unless you eat copious amounts of meat... so I saw tofu and vegetarian friendly symbols and headed over. I was proved WRONG for being skeptical because this little bowl of goodness was sooo yummy! I got the taste of salad topped with tofu, edamame, carrots, sesame seeds, and a miso-ginger dressing that was surprisingly refreshing on a hot summer day. This place is located downtown by DePaul’s Loop campus, and I will for sure make a point to stop by there on my way to evening classes come the fall.

Stop #5: ONE OF THE SO MANY ITALIAN ICE BOOTHS. Can’t go wrong with a palate cleanser, and check out Ivana’s fantastic nails. She doesn’t even need a spoon to scoop some up! 

Stop #6: Star of Siam

My foodie partner Erin RAN to this booth the minute we got to the Taste, as these potstickers are her version of my fried ravioli. They are very full of meat so I did not eat them, however I was enamored by their smell and enjoyed the pad thai as per usual. Not pretty to photograph though, it literally just looks like noodles. 

Stop #6: Oak Street Beach Cafe 

THESE SHRIMP BLOW BY MIND EVERY TIME. The garlic potatoes? Unreal. They are literally halves of whole potatoes cooked so perfectly and saturated with garlic, butter, and toasted on the outside to a delicious french fry consistency. OH my LORD. Me and Erin shared this full ticket price plate of wonderful, and I am still thinking about it. 

Stop #7: O’Briens Restaurant and Pub 

OK so this corn was the surprise of my life. As someone with a messed up jaw and a terrible fear of biting into an earn of corn due to past trauma, I was weary of Ivana’s desperate search for the corn. It was late in the afternoon, we were all sweaty, and I was already dreaming up the double scoop of Elephant Tracks ice cream I would force my dad to drive me to once I got back to Linden. HOWEVER. I counted my tickets, 6 left exactly, and we found the corn at a busy intersection filled with buttery people eating bright yellow, shining corn that just called to me. I just knew it would be so juicy, so salty, so *scrumptious* that I ordered one as well and said “to heck with my jaw!” 

They pulled fresh ears, still in husks, out of the basket of corn carcass and then shucked them right there, revealing the most DANK ear of corn I’ve ever seen. Then, they were dunked in a vat of steaming butter, twisted with a napkin ‘round the bottom, and then handed over like a newborn baby. Y’all. We doused these things in salt like an arsonist and a very old wooden house, and they were FIRE. The corn was soft but ripe, sweet, so juicy, and literally- I’m so sorry for using this word- squirted when you bit into it. It was straight up porn. Right there in the streets of Chicago. 

I am still in awe.

LAST BUT NOT LEAST, CHECK OUT THIS FUNNEL CAKE. IT’S FROM THE FUNNEL CAKE PLACE, AND IT SMELLS LIKE ALL YOUR BEST MEMORIES PUT ON A PLATE. 

I am already counting down the days until the next Taste of Chicago (360 days) and hopefully will have more time, $100 dollars to spend, and couple new vegetarian options in the lineup! FOOD IS THE BEST. So are friends. This was a great marriage of the both. 

Until next time, Happy Eating!

-Natalie 

[louisewahlander]

about me

From - Wed Feb 24 20:07:50 1999

*Name: Louise Izan Elin, Wahlander Lind (eh, kinda long, i know!!) *Sex: Female *Age: 23 on april 19 *Hometown: Norberg Sweden *Location: Varies, but at the moment Norberg Sweden *Height:  5'8 (173cm...i dunno if that's 5'8, but someone told me it is) *Eye Colour: Turqoise blue *Hair Colour & Style: At the moment blue-black...it varies, ALOT! *Favorite Relative:hmmmm...definately not my dad! But my grandma really...(mom's mom)...she's the best, and my cousins on my mom's side... I hate the relatives on dad's side, don't have contact w/anyone of them, not even dad... *Favorite Friend: My best friend Courtney, i wouldn't be able to live without her... And Hannes, the asshole, he hasn't been in touch in, i dunno how long!   *What do you remember most about this year: About 99? Eh...nothing really, i forget easily...   *Favorite TV Show: Oh...just one???? Dharma & Greg...or maybe OLD X-files! Also documentaries and art/fashion/design shows...   *What's on your mouse pad: Cepus Data www.cepus.se (it's not mine) I don't have a mousepad for my own puter...it's a laptop so it's built in... *In the car... A/C or Open Windows?: Both   *Favorite Game: board or computer? Board: Operation (it's not as pervy as it sounds!!!) Puter:...soo many, i really like Zelda!   *Favorite Magazine: Sleazenation, The Face (altho i HATE the photography innit, too hyped!), art/fashion/design mags... and various zines! *Favorite Alcoholic Drink: Guinness or Cider & Blackcurrant *Favorite Non-Alcoholic Drink: Coke!!! and water, i drink 3 litres of water everyday!! (that's why i pee alot, he he) *Favorite Sound: Rain! the ocean too! *Favorite Smell: My perfume oil Oceanus, i don't wear it alot now, but when i do i get flashbacks of Belfast :) And my Vanilla perfume oil, when i smell that i get flashbacks from  my highschool time (ofcourse out of school activities, i've boxed up all school memories in the back of my head!!) And i like the smell of my dog when she's freshly bathed, and Hannes' smell... *Worst Feeling in the world: Beeing depressed, i mean really depressed, so they have to put you in councelling and on medication! And anxiety attacks, panic attacks...ugh! *Best Feeling in the world: Beeing in love. Managing things on my own, showing my dad and his parents that i am worth something, that i do really well on my own, not needing their help, showing them that they are all assholes!!!!! *Favorite thing to do on weekends: Stay on the computer, write letters & poetry, read... *Favorite Soundtrack: I really like the Empire Records soundt. And Carmina Burana (eh, i guess it's actually opera)...Le Grand Bleu... *How do you see yourself in 10 yrs.: Living somewhere else than Sweden!!! Working as a photographer...   *Do you get motion sickness: I never used to, but it's starting now, i even have to eat pills when i'm going on longer car trips, i can manage short trips, but i still feel really sick tho... :( *What's the first thing you thought when you woke up this morning: I don't think i even had a thought, i was dead as a zombie!! But probably...Oh, noooo, not morning!! Not yeeeet....   *Pen or Pencil? Rotring Rapidograph pen...it costs bloody £20 but they are oh so worth it!! The best pen ever (i'm not a designer pen freak, but i need them for my art!) *Future Son's Name: Noah or Callum or maybe Callum-Noah *Future Daughter's Name: Kayla or Towe...wow you know, i have a thing for names, and i collect wierd ones, write them down in a book...i have sooo many... I also like Ruska which means fall-glow in finish. I also like Saoirse (irish) *Chocolate or Vanilla Cake: Chocolate *Do you drive: No, i bike! Ha ha ha... *Do you sleep w/a stuffed animal?: They're in my bed, this dog i've had since i was little, and a Care Bear...i don't cuddle with them, but they can stay in my bed... *If you could meet one person, living or dead.. who would it be? Living, it would have to be Courtney, i miss her... Dead it would have to be...i dunno, Jayne Mansfield maybe, or Nancy Spungen (i would bring Courtney with me to see her, for we both love her)...or ANDY WARHOL!!! The whole Factory gang!! or...or...or... *What's your Zodiac Sign?: Aries *What do you wear to bed?: T-shirt or a slip *Do you eat stems of broccoli?: I'm a vegetarian, so i eat all of the broccoli...   *If you could have any occupation, when you get older what would it be?: Well...i'm working on becoming a photographer! *If you could dye your hair one colour what would it be?: If i didn't dye my hair it would be naturally red-brown... I haven't had my natural haircolor since i was like 12... People say too much hair dyeing will make your hair fall out...They're all lying, believe me, i would be bald by now if they were right!!   *If you could have one tattoo, what & where would it be?: I have three black tribal ones...left upperarm, right underarm and right side of the collarbone... *Favorite Brand of Gum?: Any brand as long as it tastes fresh and the taste lasts long! *Favorite Quote?: "Who knows where thoughts come from, they just appear!" Lucas is Empire Records *Have you ever been in love?: Yes *What's on the walls in your bedroom?: Lotsa stuff... A photo-art-thing i made, a indonesian balsawood mask, bookshelves, photos of friends (and i mean like a million of pix, in and out of frames), faerie pictures by Amy Brown, some prints that my friend Vicki made in art school... *Is the glass half full or empty: Empty *Pick a song that describes you: The Perfect Girl by Cure (and i'm not saying i'm perfect...just read the lyrix and you'll know: "You're such a strange girl, i think u come from another world. You're such a strange girl, i really don't understand a word. You're such a strange girl, i want to shake you around and around. You're such a strange girl, i want to turn you all upside down. You're such a strange girl, the way you look like u do. You're such a strange girl, i want to be with you..." Someone once said the song reminded her of me...) *Which do you prefer, Nacho Cheese or Cool Ranch Doritos?: I dunno, don't even have them here... *Favorite Snapple: I never remember the names, but it's purple/plum coloured...oh, wait, that's Fruitopia, not Snapple... *Favorite Movies: Empire Records (i know every word in it!) Rocky Horror Picture Show (know every word in it!), The Craft, B.S. Dracula...oh, Labyrinth is probably my abs. fave!!!! loads more!   *Coke or Pepsi?: I'm a coke-aholic, so Coke!!! But not british coke, it's got a lame taste... *If you were to kill someone, which method would you choose: Pills (do u know if u giva a cat aspirin it'll die, half a pill is enough... No i'm not a wierdo, i just heard it on the tv once...)   *Are you a righty, lefty or ambidextrous?: I am what? Is this about polictics???? I'm left...social democratic... *Do you type with your fingers on the right keys? Both, but i type faster when i don't have to give a damn about the right fingers on right keys...   *When you meet a person of the same sex, what do you first notice? Well, i can't help it, but i look at the attitude before bodyparts! I guess when people meet me, they all think i'm a bitch at first, cuz i can get really cold and evil, and if they can handle me or if they are like me, i like them... So i try to find out if they're like me the first thing i do... If i don't like the person, i can just sit and stare evil-y (is that even a word) at them... I'm not a bitch, really, i just have strange ways, he he... But i can be really sweet too...oh, sorry, this question wasn't about me...   *If you could do anything to the person you hated most, what would you do? I'm not a violent person, so i would probably just stare at the person with my most evil look and hope she/he would drop dead by it... *Which do prefer: Mud or Jell-O wrestling?: Jell-O would be fun!   *What's under your bed?: Dust, dust and some...dust... *What's your dream car?: Don't have one, but if i ever get a license to drive (i haven't even tried) i'd like some old strange model or a London Cab...he hee, i could never drive a new car, not even a semi-new...   *Favorite Holiday: Holiday as in vacation or season? Vacation: to some big city... Season: Halloween... *Say something nice about the person who sent this to you: Hmmm...he he, okay... You're a nice person, funny, i like to talk to you on the chat... ... what can i say, haven't known you for so long...

Hey! I've gotten these things before and passed along to all my friends, so this time i'm just sending it back to you... Hope i haven't wrecked your image about me, by answering these questions, he he...?

-izan xo

[self-die-ary-blog]

“What’s for supper?”

I.

Green fields, breezy air and a sunny day. Oh! How I miss running and playing around in that kind of perfect day! 

Megan and Tony must be building that tree house we we’re planning to make! I heard they will call me to play with them once they’ve finished building it! 

I miss playing with them and I wish hadn’t been this sick! I feel so bored laying and doing nothing all day in this room.

II.

I haven’t been feeling well. I feel so cold and heavy-headed. 

Well, its nice that I don’t have to go to school! I like it every time I don’t feel well, My big sister Mary won’t let me go there! 

She always asks our close friend next door, Tim, who’s a doctor to check up on me whenever I feel sick.

 — Oh, I think Tim has checked up on me awhile ago! I can hear him now talking to Mary. I think I’ve fell asleep that’s why I didn’t notice him coming in here. I guess this is just a fever, and nothing else, it’s always been like that.

III.

We own a little restaurant outside the town. We’re pretty famous because our cuisine and dishes are delicious! Thanks to Mary! She’s a very great cook and I’m so proud of her! 

She raises this restaurant herself to help in supporting us and its actually also her passion! Everyone says she inherited her great skill from our late father. 

Yup, “Late father.” that’s how adults say it! He died before I was born and since then, it was always been me and my big sister

—oh, i forgot to include mom. I’ve never been close to my mom,I rarely see her. Mary said she’s working in the town, something like for the town leader, I don’t exactly know. Duh! how could a kindergarten know those ‘adult-y’ things!

 — Mom? She’s talking near my door. Why is she here? Maybe she’s worried about me?

IV.

I really wish I feel better already! I’m so bored in here! I miss being with Mary! 

What I miss most is hunting with her in the forest! Hunting chicken, bird and even rabbit sometimes for some of the dishes. It’s the most exciting and fun! 

She also said it helps us a lot in saving money because market meats are so expensive! I also misses helping her in cooking although I’m so clumsy that I always make a mess. 

Few days ago, I accidentally dropped that special dish she was preparing and making for days, she tried scooping it back to the container but it was filled with dirt. I was so scared she’ll be very mad at me, but she looked at me, smiled and said its okay. I was so glad she wasn’t furious about that. 

She had to hunt the next day and I insisted to come and to help her as my apology. 

I guess she’ll never let me come again after I hurt myself that day. 

I think I hit my head there so hard that I fainted. 

That’s the reason why I’m not feeling well till now. Ughhh! It gave me headaches and fever! I hate it so much! I wish I was more careful!

Oh, how I wish I can hunt with her again.

V.

What day is it today? I can hear that there are so many people today. 

I could hear our neighbors and relatives outside. 

Maybe Mary cooked something so delicious that our restaurant were filled with people! 

I can smell a…  — a braised beef! I really wanna know and taste whatever is that! 

But she said before that sick kids should stay in their rooms until they are healthy again. 

Ugh! this headache! I guess I should sleep again so that I’ll feel better soon.

VI.

“Mimi! Mimi!,” Who’s calling my name?

I think that are Megan and Tony! Maybe they’ve finished our tree house! “W….w….” 

I really wanted to say ‘Wait! I’m coming!’ but the words couldn’t just come out of my throat. 

Maybe I also got sore throat. 

I thought I’m feeling better today, but I guess I should rest and wait some more. 

ughhh… Its sooo cold! 

VII.

Its quiet at last. It has been a very noisy day. I guess its already dark outside that everyone has gone home already. 

Though I still even hear some sobs outside. I wonder what happened.

I feel much better today compared to the other days and I really wanna know what’s for supper.

 I really missed my big sister so much and even my mom. Supper is the only meal we can see each other everyday. 

I’m trying to move.

I can’t really move even how hard I try. I thought I feel better today for I’ve been feeling light weight. Maybe, I should just wait for Mary to help me move.

I guess Mary hasn’t prepared supper yet….

for she has just opened my room…What I’ve thought my room…

and took out my hand…my cut hand…

beside my head…

and closed the freezer door again.

Story by: Yours Truly, EGI.