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onearmedlegend · 2 years ago

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Top Gun: Maverick Notes Part 1!

Tagging: @crooked-jes @merieltla

1. Opening Image (technically)-planes flying (a past sequence for the audience to be nostalgic for).

2. Opening Image (officially): Maverick walking out of a door with his food. He is alone.

3. Maverick in his ‘natural habitat’: fixing planes, room swarmed with awards, pictures of friends/family.

a. Focuses for 3 seconds longer on the picture of young Bradley, and shifts to a picture of older Bradley.

4. Long pan left/right/zoom in of Maverick traveling (stays consistent)

a. Color grading stays consistent with monochrome in every shot.

5. Admiral Cain reveals with black, tinted windows. (Looks amazing.)

a. Continuity error with Cain’s hand; not on his face, the next shot it is under his chin.

6. Golden ratio of the plane circling around.

7. Kid has to say the “Earth,” line; kids look up to Maverick for the same reason the Navy hates him.

8. Cain says, “The future is coming, and you’re not in it.”

a. Shows that Maverick is still stuck on Top Gun, Goose + Carole, and Bradley.

i. This goes double for Iceman saving him all the time.

ii. Goose and Rooster look a lot alike.

iii. Penny comes back (another reference to the first movie)

b. Predicts F-14 subtly. (something good from his past is returning). This is the answer to the major problem in Act Three.

9. 15-minute mark: Maverick is called back to Top Gun.

10. “Just want to manage expectations.” – reference to how Maverick must exceed expectations (100 ft flight).

11. “Old relics.” – predicting again.

12. The steepness of the hill is resembling Maverick and Rooster; they have to move on faster than the both of them think for this mission to work.

13. “Someone’s not coming back from this.” – shows that Maverick wanted to go on this mission to go out with a bang.

a. PTSD + suicidal tendencies (?)

14. 20-minute mark: “Fly this mission or never fly again.”

a. “I think this is it.” – suicidal tendency again

15. Penny says, “It always ends the same with us, let’s not start.” – reference to past, but that there is hope for it to end better.

16. “You look good.” – Maverick to Penny

a. Exes.

17. “Hangman, you look…good.” – Rooster to Hangman

a. *16 + 17 are basically in the same scene, not a coincidence.

17. Phoenix references Hangman’s ‘easy’ kill, this will come back later. (if he learns to stop leaving people hanging.)

18. Screenplay throws names at the audience quick; it will help the audience to remember them by understanding who likes who and who hates who.

19. Rooster makes a jarring appearance (cut from warm lighting in bar to purple lighting outdoors). He’s already made an impression on the audience by just this + his outfit. (We don’t need to see his face.)

a. Everyone knows him, almost everyone loves him, Maverick looks away. (establishing relationships for later again.)

20. Hangman presses 8 + 6 on the jukebox. Reference to release date of the first movie.

a. ‘Slow Ride’ – foreshadows the development of Rooster having to change flying technique.

b. This gives us an insight into much of an asshole Hangman is. (He thinks that he will be appointed leader; irony: Hangman = leaving people hanging again.)

c. “Special detachment,” Payback says.

i. Rooster and Hangman hinted at being exes again (?)

ii. Shared weird looks among the Daggers

iii. Something unsaid (deeper meaning) behind Rooster and Hangman’s exchange.

21. “Who are they going to get to teach us?” Phoenix says. This shot is an answering quick shot to Maverick, who will be their teacher.

a. “It’s been declined,” says Penny. Meaning nobody is going to like Maverick here soon.

i. When he gets thrown out of the bar.

ii. His teaching methods later.

22. When Maverick is thrown out of the bar, there is a shot of Coyote, Payback, and Hangman.

a. Background is yellow, they are tinted blue.

23. ‘Great Balls of Fire’ triggers PTSD for Maverick. (Used to sing inside the bar alongside Goose, now he is on the outside watching Rooster, who doesn’t even know he’s there.)

a. Maverick is worried for Rooster, too. (That he will end up exactly like his father.)

24. Contrast of red/white on the American flag.

a. Red = hardiness, valor

i. Maverick

b. White = purity, innocence

i. The Dagger squad.

25. They are all wearing green.

a. Green = new beginnings, growth

i. Maverick + Rooster

ii. Rooster + Hangman

iii. Hangman + new Daggers

iv. Maverick + teaching instead of being a pilot.

26. “You going to wash me out?” “That’ll be up to you, not me.”

a. Washing out – to deplete the strength in someone.

b. Rooster only responds to Lieutenant, not his name (Bradley), this is his way of staying ‘strong’.

c. He and Maverick both wear sunglasses because they are literally not seeing eye to eye.

i. “Am I dismissed?” – keeping the ranking instead of it being personal.

27. Hangman and Phoenix are the only two that the camera shows the reaction of.

a. Hangman being the ‘antagonist’.

b. Phoenix being his best friend.

28. ‘Won’t Get Fooled Again’ – Rooster’s song for not making the same mistake Goose did, or Maverick towards the Navy about being a teacher.

a. Rooster: trusting Maverick.

b. Maverick: getting fired.

i. “Easy, Maverick. Let’s try not to get fired on the first day.”

29. “This guy needs an ego check.” – Irony for Hangman.

30. Dog fight sequence shows that Rooster will die for his friends. (good leadership)

a. Maverick says, “It’s going to cost him.” Rooster says, “Not this time.” – still holding onto the grudge, obviously.

31. “Watch your back, Phoenix.” – Rooster knows that Hangman will ditch, and so does Phoenix.

a. According to the screenplay, Bradley gave Jake the callsign ‘Hangman’.

b. Bob wonders where Hangman went, and Phoenix answers for the audience of why they call him Hangman.

32. Maverick flying upside down – a reference to the first film.

a. Top Gun: Goose flipped him off as a joke because they were friends.

b. Top Gun Maverick: Rooster is looking at Maverick because he’s pissed.

i. This is how the scenes differ.

33. How low can the two go, triple meaning:

a. how low can the planes fly?

i. foreshadowing height for the mission.

b. How far will Maverick go to push his pilots.

i. Proof Maverick can be a teacher.

c. Rooster holding onto something in his past that was not Maverick’s fault, as the audience assumes (Goose’s death).

i. Secretly something else; foreshadowing.

34. “Don’t think, just do.” – Theme of Bradley’s development arc.

35. “It’s too low.” – double meaning, also a foreshadow (but it is also the answer.)

a. Both went too far for the other’s liking, emotional-wise.

b. It is how they will have to fly and pull up.

i. Rooster proves that he can do it, but he didn’t see; Maverick proved it because he knew Rooster’s potential.

36. We finally understand the real reason Rooster despises Maverick: pulling his papers and sending him back 4 years.

a. We didn’t know this as the audience, so Maverick is an unreliable narrator.

i. “Why would he do that?” – Now we must find this out, whether Maverick says it, or it is revealed to him that someone else knows.

37. Maverick explains why he pulled the maneuver (not just for personal reasons) + permission to request to lower the hard deck.

a. Teaching the Daggers how to come home.

i. PTSD from Goose, again.

38. Maverick’s theme: Time.

a. “You could learn a thing or two about timing, Captain.”

i. The next scene: Hangman looking at a picture of Maverick and Goose (+ Iceman, foreshadowing an appearance.)

b. Now, Hangman and Coyote (Bradley’s ‘antagonists’) know inside information on Maverick and Rooster’s ‘problem’.

i. Callback: “Bradshaw. As I live and breathe.”

1. First time was cocky, second time is intimidating and calculated.

39. Theo + Amelia: another sign that time is passing Maverick by.

a. “Captain? Still?”

40. Boat scene: to build the relationship that Maverick and Penny lost/could have had, now they can.

a. “Now you’re in the Navy.”

i. Foreshadowing that Maverick can still be in the Navy elsewhere if it isn’t flying.

41. Maverick states his own theme: Time.

a. “Time is your greatest enemy.”

i. Reference to how everything in their past will tear the mission apart, if they don’t move on.

b. “This makes time your greatest adversary.”

i. Reference to people’s relationships (Maverick/Rooster, Maverick/Daggers, Rooster/Daggers, Hangman/Daggers, Rooster/Hangman) will have to be one mind, same page.

42. Maverick talks about the 100 feet maximum height, everyone is shocked.

a. But some have proven they can already do it. (Rooster)

43. Maverick makes sure that the team starts communicating + thinking about not only each other, but the other Daggers’ families.

a. PTSD again

b. Hangman is still hanging onto the idea he needs to be leader and everyone else is behind him.

c. Rooster is late instead of increasing speed.

i. ‘Slow Ride’.

44. “It’s not the plane, sir. It’s the pilot.” “Exactly!” – triple meaning

a. To not think too much for this mission to go well.

b. Rooster won’t stop pushing back on Maverick, when for once he needs to listen.

c. Maverick won’t stop pushing back against Rooster because Maverick really means himself.

i. Suicidal tendency.

45. “It’s no time to be thinking about the past.” – Hangman to Rooster.

a. Now Hangman has Rooster where he wants him; enraged and vulnerable.

i. This is how Hangman thinks he can prove he’s the better leader.

1. “He’s not cut out for this mission. You know I’m right.”

46. Midpoint: Iceman, the B Story, arrives in person finally.

a. Movie is 2 hours, 10 minutes. Midpoint is around 55-65 minutes in. Iceman is in shot at 55:25.

47. “It’s come back.” Reference to something bad will happen to the last piece of Maverick’s past.

48. “How’s my wingman?” – Maverick wanting to talk about the past. Iceman wants to talk about work. They talk about Rooster holding onto the past.

a. Iceman types, ‘There’s still time.’

i. Maverick’s theme.

b. “Send me.”

i. Suicidal tendency.

c. Iceman types what needs to be said to Maverick, that nobody has told him yet. We see their reactions before reading the screen; because we know, we just want to see how Maverick reacts to Ice—his guardian angel of the past—telling him.

49. “It’s time to let go.” “I don’t know how.”

a. He needs to let go of his guilt of Goose dying and pulling Bradley’s papers.

b. But he also needs to let go of Top Gun after this mission.

50. “The only reason I’m here is you.”

a. True, but we as the audience know that there is a clock on Ice.

b. Time. Things are moving past Maverick again. He needs to become a teacher, not stay an aviator pilot.

51. “The Navy needs Maverick. The kid needs Maverick. That’s why you’re here. That’s why I fought for you.”

a. Iceman gives Maverick the last bit of his strength to move on. It’s all him now.

52. ‘I Ain’t Worried’

a. “Time is running out. […] I ain’t worried about it right now.” The song is about taking things slow for a bit.

i. Taking a break. The beach scene is the fun and games scene.

ii. Also about making sure everyone is playing on the same team.

1. “You said to build a team. There’s your team.”

53. Maverick + Penny love scene.

a. Top Gun: blue

i. Blue = harmony, unity

b. Top Gun Maverick: yellow

i. Yellow = power, ambition

c. Shows that he found the right person.

54. Penny + Amelia

a. Amelia reminds Penny of herself and doesn’t want her to make the same mistakes.

i. She must let her daughter grow up.

ii. Theme: Learning from the Past

55. “Not an easy choice.”

a. Penny: letting Amelia make her own decisions.

b. Maverick: Letting Rooster hate him for a promise he made to Carole.

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dragonofthedepths · 3 years ago

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9x9 Tag Game

Tagged by @seeesame, Thank you for the tag! (^‿^✿)(^‿^✿)(^‿^✿)

Ohhhhhhhh Boy. As I think I've been over before when asked to take a survey for one reason or another, I am wordy.

Favorite colours:

Blue*, green, purple, black, silver, and then past that you start getting into circumstantial stuff.

*partially because blue in the English language is completely broken. If you wanted me to pick an actual colour instead of the ultra-inclusive mess that is the English concept of blue, I'd say indigo; indigo as it was used when the ROY G BIV rainbow was being established -and therefore the colour being referred to when you say indigo in the context of the rainbow- something known today as royal blue/navy.

Because indigo is not supposed to be purple. The indigo of the rainbow is dark/navy/royal blue, and blue as it was used during the creation of the rainbow refers to what we would nowadays call cyan or sky blue.

If you have ever opened a colour wheel and been confused as to why blue gets two very distinct slices while purple just barely exists between blue and pink despite the rainbow listing one blue and two purples, this is why. Indigo has been corrupted as a term to refer to a purple instead of dark blue like it's supposed to.

(This is further confused by the fact that -while you cannot get pink by adding white to red!!!**- you can actually get something most people would class as purple by adding white to navy.))

**Unless you're working with food colouring, for some reason.

I have many Feelings on this as you can probably tell.

Currently reading:

Fanfiction. Not gonna get more specific than that because I don't like the show it's for and I don't want it on my dash.

Last song I listened to:

Changed a couple times while I was filling this out! List contains: Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now(Japanese version) from Cats Don't Dance* -which I have listened to so much it just sounds wrong in English, Italian Resturant by Billy Joel, Everything is Not What it Seems by Selena Gomez, Surface Pressure from Encanto -which I would love to hate because it's from Disney, but unfortunately exsists in my head as a banger theme for gladiator AUs for kinda complicated reasons-, and Playing With the Big Boys Now(metal version) cover by Johnathan Young.

*A movie I have never watched and don't particularly plan to, I just listen to this song A Lot.

This list contains none of the songs I've been listening to often recently, which mostly consist of Man on the Internet's lyrical covers of instrumental game OSTs. I am kinda irked by that.

Last series I watched:

As we speak I am watching Therapist plays Omori by Counselor Plays on YouTube even though it is after dark which I know is a bad idea. If you like psychological horror games or JRPGs I suggest this one, and if you like watching LPs this is the one I recommend.

Last movie I watched:

Uhhhhhhhhhh... The Shining, I think.

Cravings:

Ginger beer/rootbeer.

Currently working on:

piaodgjsdfvagkjehfehfheheheheheheheheheheheeheheheeeeeheeeeeeeeeeeee

Optional extree questions courtesy of @seeesame!

Skimming until I get to the chapters that haven't been adapted: I don't ever do this, sorry?

Open in my tabs: Four different Perchance generators I'm working on, three- no, four- no, five instances of Tumblr*, five copies of YouTube, my YouTube channel blocker plugin settings, two pages of PokemonDatabase, two Ao3 fics, one ff.net, four reference image pages I could close, three miscellaneous tabs, and five TvTropes pages -which as everyone knows, will probably multiply as soon as I tab over to them.

*I kept finding more as I scrolled through. One of them is technically a google doc, but it's for Bad Things Happen Bingo so I'm counting it as Tumblr.

What my friends want me to read: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I swear to you I'm starting it. I'm going to read it. I have it open. really: The Sandman (vol. 1) by Neil Gaiman.

Books abandoned on my desk: The Dead Zone by Stephan King. Probably a couple others but that's the only one that haunts me with it's unfished-ness.

And I’m tagging: uhhh... @ito-itonomen, @avvocato-avocat, @just-a-well-wisher... I really don't actually know a lot of people on Tumblr... @scribesynnox because they left all my favorite comments on my AUs

#why did tumblr wreck my formatting??? It forced me to reformat the whole thing #tag game #seeesame #9x9 tag #tumblr actively attempted to mutilate this post at every step along the way #fix tags later

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unholyhelbig · 4 years ago

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How about part two to the workplace Au you just did? Loved the first one!

A/N: Sure thing! I’m glad you guys liked the first one so much (You can read it here)

Request more prompts here | Read on ao3!

Chloe could read the discomfort on Beca Mitchell’s face as soon as she unzipped the bag that she had picked up from the dry cleaners. She was struck with the instant scent of lavender detergent, fanning her hand over the outfit like she was picking the next lucky number for the lottery.

Beca had her hand on her chin, a flash of red made her head spin. She was in sweatpants and a grease-stained shirt. She figured that if she had ignored the date on the bottom of the flyer long enough, maybe Chloe would just forget.

No such luck.

“How did you find my apartment?” She asked, clinging to the door.

“It was in your file.”

“I feel like this is slightly illegal.”

“Slightly,” Chloe pushed her way through the door and looked around the apartment. It was kept in a shockingly messy state. Beca presented herself as someone who dotted every ‘I’ and crossed every ‘T’. At least, that’s how she was at work. But there was a leaning tower of pizza boxes and a couple of record sleeves strewn across the room. “You’re not even close to ready.”

“I forgot,” She let the door swing closed “what if we just ignore this PR bullshit and watch a movie instead. Technically I’m still socializing.”

Chloe turned on her heel and scanned Beca up and down. She hugged the bag close to her. “It would look horrible for me to ditch a party I planned.”

“Then you go. I’ll keep watch here.”

“Beca,”

The coder flopped down onto the pile of blankets at the far end of the sofa. She crossed her socked feet and waved her hand in the air as if asking Chloe to continue. For the first time tonight, she noticed the makeup and the slim fitted dress that hugged every inch of the woman’s curves. The black material made the sharp disdain in her eyes glow even further.

But goddamn it, if she wasn’t absolutely captivating. And she smelled lie oranges. Beca had half the mind to stealthy survey her fingers for any trace of a ring. She hadn’t done so in the office, but there was no man to be seen in them. She had blown her chance, she figured, by being her authentic self.

“Red isn’t my color.” She stared at the dress. It had a plunging neckline and would make her look pale. She wasn’t working with much, Chloe was kidding herself. She was also here three full hours before the dreaded thing was supposed to start.

“Just give it a shot. You promised.”

“Wrong. I considered.”

Chloe tossed the bag at her. The fabric was nice, soft against her fingers. She stared at the slight bit of lace and the little bag of gold jewelry that the woman had attached. A few rings and a necklace tipped with a triangle that practically pointed at her cleavage.

“Alright, whatever. I’ll shower.”

She hoisted herself from the couch and tried not to stare too long at the look of triumph on Chloe’s face. It was equally as infuriating as it was attractive. She grabbed a towel from the pile of unfolded clothes on the other end of the sofa and vanished into the back hallway.

Chloe stood like a statue until she heard the water running. Then her curiosity got the better of her and she started to glace around the space; the walls were slathered in charcoal grey and a few album covers were framed and tacked up. Beca had a record player and an extensive library of music. It seemed to be the only tidy thing in here.

She walked over to the couch and picked up one of the blankets. It smelled like detergent and whatever musk Beca radiated herself. She started absently folding, chewing the inside of her lip, so deep in thought that she hadn’t even realized that the shower had shut off and Beca padded into the room in nothing but a towel, still soaked to the bone.

She cleared her throat “Did you clean up?”

“It’s a nervous habit,” Chloe turned and tried not to let her breath catch. The employee usually stuck with baggy sweatpants and even baggier shirts. They didn’t’ have a dress code at work and she border-lined pajamas with her outfit choices. But Beca? Beca had a figure. “You ready?”

“I’m at your mercy.” She grumbled, “But no eyeliner.”

“oh, come on.”

“You’re not getting close to my eye with a pencil, forget it.” She crossed her arms over her chest, not letting the towel slip in the slightest “Fine. But I’m doing it. Stop pouting.”

Chloe begged to differ. She didn’t pout. She didn’t’ want to push it any further though, so she nodded and grasped the dress before letting Beca lead the way to her room.

Beca tugged uncomfortably at the hem of her dress as they exited the car. It had hiked up as soon as she sat down, but at that point, she didn’t’ care. The weather had taken a turn to the colder side and she just wanted feeling in her legs. A light dusting of snow had forced their driver to flick on the wipers and move closer to the glass to see past the haze of headlights.

Chloe grasped at her wrist absently, forcing her to stop shifting the fabric. Her hand was warm enough to shock her into complying, but not without a glare. They looked like quite the pair; Beca was almost the same height as Chloe with the heels that were supplied, and she stood out horridly. Red like blood on the snow after a fresh hunt.

The company had spared no expense with the carpet, purple like their logo and leading into a lavish lobby in a hotel that Beca had never been in. She was sure they would throw her out if she walked in and asked to use the bathroom with fancy soap. But when Chloe was at her side, looping her arm through her own, she could pass instantly.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Chloe read the blush on the woman’s cheeks “I’m sure if I weren’t holding onto you, you’d be face down on the floor by now. Take it slow.”

“You sound like a stage mom.”

“In that case,” she frowned “You’re a horrible student.”

Beca scoffed but was secretly thankful for the human crutch. Chloe had an easy way of walking about her, she pulled her shoulders back and lifted her chin, and acted like she owned the whole building. It was one foot in front of the other, and Beca wobbled on the first few, but eventually evened out. Maybe the stance was a tactical thing- to keep the balance.

They walked through the doors and Beca instantly felt her legs wobble at the direct warmth. There was a clothed table by the entrance, lined with identical masks. Chloe plucked a red one off the table and passed Beca a black one, looking at her expectantly.

“The whole purpose of this is for you to get comfortable being around people. Maybe you can do that if they can’t see the top half of your face.” She spoke with ease as she knotted her own mask. And she had to admit, even though this was utterly stupid, she wouldn’t have recognized Chloe in a crowd. Not if she hadn’t spent the last four hours with her.

She fastened her own mask and took Chloe’s outstretched hand, begrudgingly but thankful at the same time; the ballroom was equally as impressive, violet lights on an installed dance floor and clothed tables with little favors and plates. It looked like a wedding for bank robbers, but Beca couldn’t help letting her mouth prop open.

“Shocked?” Chloe asked, scanning the décor “I do know how to throw a hell of a party.”

“The last party I went to was not this classy.” Beca breathed “We did have bongs made out of apples though, so I’m going to need you to step up your game.”

Chloe smiled, it looked brighter under her mask. She leads them towards a table in the corner and plucked two flutes of champagne from the passing waiter. Alcohol. That was something that Beca wasn’t opposed to. She finished it in two long gulps.

She hovered awkwardly by as the woman who had dragged her here in the first place spoke with a couple of people that she wouldn’t have recognized even if they were shrouded by masks. They shouted over the music; a man in a snazzy looking suit questioned her presence.

“This is one of the most talented coders we have!” Chloe shouted over the sound of the base “Almost single-handedly created the VPN.”

“You’re impressive!” He called out to her “Such a pretty date too!”

Chloe just laughed and Beca thanked him over the bass. He squeezed Chloe’s shoulder before vanishing into the crowd. She leaned close then, her breath hot against Beca’s collarbone, and that familiar floral scent clouded her lungs and judgment. “See, that wasn’t so hard. You’re a natural. Want to dance?”

She did not, in fact, want to dance. But Chloe pulled her onto the floor almost as smoothly as the champagne glasses. Beca was glad that she had swallowed it so quickly. It made the idea of dancing seem more appealing. And Chloe did have good taste in music.

They worked themselves into the crowd and Beca let the sound flow through her. She ignored all of the people, for the most part. Chloe was painfully obvious behind her, grinding close, running her hands across the dress that she had picked out. Beca felt like she was back in college- and she had to admit, she was having fun.

She lost track of how many songs they had danced to, but eventually, the DJ lowered the music and spoke into the microphone. “Alright folks, we having fun? I hope so! I want to interrupt your masquerade for just a moment.”

There were a few groans from the crowd, but none of them sincere.

“Now, I know you’re all being secretive about your identities tonight. But I want to pull the one and only Chloe Beale onto the stage. Y’all okay with that?”

There were a few shouts from the people around her, followed by applause as Chloe gave Beca’s arm a squeeze and maneuvered her way through the crowd. A woman in an even tighter navy blue dress helped her up the stage and Beca clapped along, lilting her head as she watched, captivated like the rest of the room.

This didn’t’ feel customary, bringing the party planner up to say a few words. Not when it was essentially a giant PR event for a tech company. Beca crossed her arms over her chest as Chloe captivated an entire crowd.

“I’m glad you’re all having fun under the cover of the night,” She lowered her voice dramatically, flashing that brilliant smile. “And we’re so happy to unveil our new VPN, that everyone has been working so hard on.”

It had been months of coding, Beca having to fix so many bugs that the 0’s and 1’s ran circles around her head. Hearing praise from Chloe’s lips made her tingly- or maybe that was the buzzing of her skin after eating cold pizza for breakfast and drinking on a nearly empty stomach.

“We strive for innovation and protection, and our new product can give you just that.” She gripped the podium and waited for a few cheers to settle “When I first started this company in my parent's basement, which doubled as our laundry room, I never imagined this. Thank you, and enjoy the party!”

Beca’s heart had seized in her chest then, as the music started up and the people around her moved with the rhythm once more. She let them bump into her as she mindlessly walked to the edge of the lit-up floor, towards Chloe.

This made sense to her, finally, it made sense. The reason why she was pushing her so hard to interact with other people in the office, why she didn’t have a title on her door. Chloe was the boss. Chloe had seen her ratty apartment and, oh my god, Chloe knows she smokes weed.

The woman in the navy dress talked animatedly to the woman at the side of the stage, nodding and gesturing to the rest of the room. Chloe looked pensive, she mumbled something under her breath and immediately turned towards Beca.

“Dude, what the hell?” She asked, sounding less elegant than she’d hoped.

Chloe shrugged “Stacie from HR wanted to talk to you first but I thought I’d give it a shot.”

“This is literally your party.”

“Yes?”

“Like in your honor. Not something you planned.”

“Well, I did that too.” She shrugged nonchalantly as Beca gaped at her “Look, Beca. I like you, okay? You’re one stubborn girl. And I wanted to spend a night with you, is all. When the report about your lack of social skills happened across my desk, I took a chance.”

She felt her cheeks heat up “You could have just asked me, you know?”

“Would you have said yes?”

“Absolutely not,” She pointed her finger “But only because you’re making me wear a dress. Maybe next time, we could just settle for street tacos or something?”

Chloe laughed, and it was a beautiful sound that mixed so perfectly with the music. “Next time?”

#Beca Mitchell #Chloe beale #bechloe #bechloe au #bechloe oneshot #bechloe fic rec #bechloe fanfiction #Pitch Perfect #pitch perfect au #pitch perfect fanfiction #workplace au

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simping-on-the-daily · 4 years ago

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It would be unfair to do just Chelsea for these. ;p Here’s Aisha!

Credit to @luxet for her questions!

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? “SoundCloud. I just have a more easier time with it.” is your room messy or clean? “My bedroom is clean, as well as my room located in the corner of Thomas’ mind.” what color are your eyes? “I have blue eyes with slit pupils.” do you like your name? why? “I think Aisha is a suitable name.” what is your relationship status? “Taken.” describe your personality in 3 words or less “Analytical, Sharp, Rational.” what color hair do you have? “My hair’s an indigo leaning towards purple.” what kind of car do you drive? color? “I don’t drive, but a blue Sedan would be nice.” where do you shop? “You can’t really shop in the Mind Palace, but I like the bookstores.” how would you describe your style? “Smart Casual.” favorite social media account “Reddit and Wattpad both have....interesting things, but they are still my favorites.” what size bed do you have? “I have a Full XL.” any siblings? “I do not have any siblings.” if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? “I think I live in the best place already.” favorite snapchat filter? “The face swap filter is both a blessing and a curse.” favorite makeup brand(s) “L’Oréal.” how many times a week do you shower? “One in the morning and one before I go to bed.” favorite tv show? “I have a guilty pleasure of Netflix original shows.” shoe size? “My foot size is around the 10s, I think.” how tall are you? “6′0.” sandals or sneakers? “Sneakers don’t make an annoying slapping sound when they hit the ground, so them.” do you go to the gym? “No, I do not.” describe your dream date “Some people think that stargazing is my dream date, but Logan just got me into that. I truthfully prefer cafes, but as long as we are content doing the activity together, that’s the only thing that matters.” how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? “Right now, I have $80.” what color socks are you wearing? “I’m wearing white socks at the moment. Weird question.” how many pillows do you sleep with? “One.” do you have a job? what do you do? “No, I do not.” how many friends do you have? “All of the Sides are understandably good friends of mine.” whats the worst thing you have ever done? “I’d prefer to talk about the situation when I’m ready.” whats your favorite candle scent? “I don’t like candle scents.” 3 favorite boy names “I have an interest in Gabriel, Noah and Charles.” 3 favorite girl names “Minerva, Athena and Anne are some of my favorite's.” favorite actor? “I hate to be biased, but Thomas Sanders does a great job at acting.” favorite actress? “Jennifer Lawrence’s work is truly admirable.” who is your celebrity crush? “Mark Ruffalo may be known for giving out spoilers, but he does terrific performances.” favorite movie? “Same answer as below.” do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? “..........Why are you making me choose?” money or brains? “Brains.” do you have a nickname? what is it? “Who doesn’t have a nickname, honestly? Roman has plenty of them for me.” how many times have you been to the hospital? “None. We all have a sort of healing factor, and I am responsible enough to avoid any accidents.” top 10 favorite songs “I believe some of them were also mentioned in one of my bios.” do you take any medications daily? “No, I do not.” what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) “I have a normal skin type.” what is your biggest fear? “Needles.” how many kids do you want? “Can we even have children?” whats your go to hair style? “My hair always stays the same: some messy and unbrushed indigo hair leaning into the colour purple. The courtroom scenario was one of the few occasions my hair became more neater.” what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) “Currently, we’re in a beach house. It was Chelsea’s idea, as we create new houses. The Mind Palace is endless.” who is your role model? “I must give teachers their credit for being able to put up with their student’s rowdy behavior.” what was the last compliment you received? “You must hear really well with those pointy ears. Not sure if it’s a compliment or an insult.” what was the last text you sent? “I sent Logan a link to a site explaining the definition of some modern slang.” how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? “It was around my fourth.” what is your dream car? “A Sedan is good enough for me.” opinion on smoking? “My opinion on this? You’re not alone. I can’t stop you from smoking, but please make sure that it’s out of personal interest and not a form of endangering yourself.” do you go to college? “If Thomas went to college, then yes, I technically did. If he didn’t, then I didn’t.” what is your dream job? “I don’t really need a job.” would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? “The suburbs are much more safer.” do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? “No. I have no benefit in taking hotel property.” do you have freckles? “No, I do not freckles. However, Logan does. He just covers them up.” do you smile for pictures? “It depends on the picture we’re talking about.” how many pictures do you have on your phone? “We don’t have a storage limit, and right now I have around 400 in my gallery.” have you ever peed in the woods? “You’re assuming that I go in the woods.” do you still watch cartoons? “Cartoons are still shows, regardless of the artistic style. Yes, I do.” do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? “Wendy’s.” Favorite dipping sauce? “My favourite is Honey Mustard.” what do you wear to bed? “I wear a lot of dressing gowns.” have you ever won a spelling bee? “When your opponent is Patton, you’re bound to be victorious.” what are your hobbies? “I believe they’re listed in a bio already posted.” can you draw? “Yes, but I’m better art digital art then traditional.” do you play an instrument? “Nope. But since it doesn’t impact my daily life, it doesn’t bother me.” what was the last concert you saw? “It depends on the last concert Thomas went to.” tea or coffee? “Tea. It’s much more relaxing and is less bitter then coffee.” Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? “Starbucks has a lot more variety in their food choices.” do you want to get married? “I’m not a fan of weddings. It reinforces the fact that you need a giant celebration to prove your love instead of acts of trust and loyalty. Maybe that’s why I chose the callback instead.....” what is your crush’s first and last initial? “L.S. Logan Sanders.” are you going to change your last name when you get married? “Perhaps.” what color looks best on you? “Indigo and black are my more iconic colours, but I do appreciate some purple in my attire once in a while.” do you miss anyone right now? “Not as this particular time, no.” do you sleep with your door open or closed? “The door is closed, but not locked.” do you believe in ghosts? “In the Mind Palace, anything can happen. Ghosts are childsplay compared to the other supernatural creatures in here.” what is your biggest pet peeve? ”Clicking pens, unnecessarily revving your engines, waking you up in the middle of the night and then saying ‘oh did I wake you up?’ as well as bashing a book or film when you haven’t seen it.” last person you called ”I had to call Remus. I can’t remember the details, but it involved something with pencil cases.” favorite ice cream flavor? “Buttermilk and black sesame ginger are delicious and underrated.” regular oreos or golden oreos? “I prefer the regular Oreos.” chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? “I don’t enjoy sprinkles a whole lot. I prefer to cover my desserts with chocolate syrup.” what shirt are you wearing? “I’m currently wearing an off the shoulder top, coloured a dark navy blue with star patterns.” what is your phone background? “The night sky. It’s aesthetically pleasing.” are you outgoing or shy? “I would prefer to call myself an ambivert.” do you like it when people play with your hair? “Playing with my hair? That’s fine.” But don’t try to get rid of the knots or try and brush it.” do you like your neighbors? “The Dark Sides live right next to us in their house, and I have a neutral opinion about the lot of them. Remus is okay, though. I’m not a fan of Deceit.” do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? “I wash my face after brushing my teeth.” have you ever been high? “I know that if I answer this question, the readers will probably warp it into some form of suggestive content.” have you ever been drunk? “I’m not sure if we can get drunk? I might have to ask Logan that later.” last thing you ate? “My last meal was some noodles and meatballs.” favorite lyrics right now “The following lyrics are from the song Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars.” When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change 'Cause you're amazing Just the way you are summer or winter? “Winter. The cold air gives more chances for indoor activities as well as a nice aesthetic.” day or night? “The night is much calmer, so I’ll prefer that.” dark, milk, or white chocolate? “Dark chocolate. I believe that the bitter taste makes it good.” favorite month? “July, I’m not sure why, but I get some happy during the seventh month.” what is your zodiac sign ”While I wasn’t ‘born’, per say, my creation was during the constellation of Capricorn, so I’ll go with that.” who was the last person you cried in front of? “It was a pretty long time ago, but I think it was Deceit. Back when we were kids.”

#sander sides #sanders sides #fander sides #sander sides ocs #sanders sides ocs #fander sides ocs #sander sides aisha #ocs #oc questions #luxet questions

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akemiozawa · 5 years ago

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Lunchtime Shenanigans

Because of @edda-blattfe and her opinion shifting about Vil after the Admission Experience Videos, I thought of something from the getgo and this is inspired by the “Lana got Coned” scene from The Princess Diaries movie. Enjoy!

And this is also a scenario to when Trina and Vil first meet.

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Ah, lunchtime. The best social hour of Night Raven. The students from dorms alike and different can gather and talk with their friends until the next bell signals for classes.

And Trina was no stranger to it. Most days, she felt like staying cooped up in Ignihyde, but today felt like a good day to get out and meet up with some new people. Well, hopefully. She rarely made friends around Night Raven, aside from Wende, Ren and Sol, not much. Yet.

After eating, she managed to swipe a cup of Double Midnight Chocolate and Snickerdoodle Soft Serve Froyo with a dash of sprinkles on top. Where she got it? Don’t ask.

The mess hall was jam-packed with just a fraction of the student body. Chatter resounding around the walls, lively debates dotted here and there. It was a sight.

‘If only someone would be smart enough to start a food fight in here.’ She thought smugly, already scheming ahead for the future.

She started walking around, looking for a place to sit.

There weren’t any free spots. Just her luck.

With a sigh, she decided to head back (and on such a Beautiful day no less), and as she turned to leave until,

“Trina!!!!”

That was Lilia’s Voice.

Turning back, Trina saw the Black and Pink haired male wave frantically from his seat, while Sebek was trying to push him back into his seat.

Smiling, she jogged over to their table, and saw the Diasomnia Four gathered at a section of their table. She greeted them separately,

“Lilia!” She waved sweetly, which the latter returned.

“Malleus.” She smiled and bowed slightly.

“Sebek.” A small nod of the head from the other.

“...Silver.” A sharp tone of cold seeped in near the end.

After her greetings, Lilia invited her to sit with them, which she accepted within hesitation.

However, just as she was seated, Trina saw another female with them. Her hair was a beautiful cornflower blue and elegantly braided to the side with pieces framing her face, fair skin with a light dash of freckles, thin pink lips, bright blue eyes and pointed ears.

“Oh! Sorry! Didn’t notice ya there!” The female waved it off.

“Oh no! It’s okay! I didn’t notice you either. But it’s nice to meet you! I’m Blue!” She waved.

“Trinity Homura. But most people call me Trina.”

“So, how do you know Malleus and the others?” Blue asked.

Before Trina could answer, Lilia jumped into the conversation, reciting the story over dramatically by heart.

“Oh, it was a grand story! Our dear Mal-Mal didn’t have a partner for one of Divus’ experiments. But Trina walked into class just in time and when asked, she volunteered to be his partner! Despite the fact that she nearly caused the entire class to burn down, yet all throughout, she treated him like a normal person! Now, don’t get me wrong! It’s painfully obvious everyone’s scared of Mal-Mal, but Trina...it’s like she didn’t see him like that! It was a miracle! Even Mal was speechless at her actions!” And with that, he laughed his guts out.

Blue listened carefully to the story, but smiled nonetheless.

“Well, that’s amazing, how you see everyone as normal people.”

“Technically, not ‘normal’ per-se, rather, I hear about people and who or what they are. Even if they hold that title as if it’s something extremely amazing to others, I don’t see it as such. Human or not, I still treat everyone as equal in my eyes. Like the saying goes: ‘Never judgeabook by their cover.’ It’s simple as that.” Trina explains while scooping up her froyo. Blue nods in understanent.

“Indeed. There was something...intriguing about Trinity that made me surprised beyond anything. And thus, naturally, she joined us. Even if she’s not of our house.” Malleus concluded, trying to conceal his small smile.

“Believe me, Milord, if she did join us, this Demented Woman would be trying to kill me with all she’s got.” Silver muttered the last part. Trina stares at him as if she wanted to stab his eye out with her plastic spoon.

Before Blue could say anything else, an awfully familiar voice exclaimed,

“Malleus!”

Immediately, the Diasomnia Lead rubbed his temples in annoyance. Trina tried to suppress a groan. There’s only one person who could cause both her and Mal mini migraines.

Vil.

And speak of the devil, the blonde haired lead strutted his way over and placing a gloved hand on Mal’s shoulder, saying,

“We’ve got a dorm leader meeting next Friday. Don’t be late!” And turned to leave. But before he could do that, one look at Blue and the first thing that flew out of his mouth was,

“Blue, my dear, I just wanted to know: the sweater you’re wearing: was it made like that or did one of your spells go awry and turned it into that ugly little thing?”

Trina could see it immediately. Blue was trying not to cry. Her face could say it, but her eyes said another story.

Looking at her sweater, Trina saw nothing wrong with it.

A sheer baby blue, probably a purl knitted one, with sleeves that covered half her hands, with some colors of aqua, navy and turquoise thrown into to give off a bit of an abstract vibe. It seemed fine to her.

Vil walked off, chuckling under his breath, not caring to hear a retort.

‘Oh no you don’t, Shit-Head!’ Trina snarled in her mind.

Sebek turned to see Trina slowly rising from her seat.

“Homura, no! Whatever you’re thinking don’t it! You’ll get in trouble!” He hissed, but with one sharp look from Tris, he shuts up.

Trina immediately walked up behind Vil. Without thinking, she tapped him on the shoulder sharply. The Pomefiore leader turned to see her. Once he was fully facing her, without thinking, Trina raised her cup of froyo and smashed it straight onto the front of Vil’s uniform. She smeared it just to be sure it caused a bigger mess.

All suddenly went silent. Nobody dared move. Everyone watched the two in fear, pure surprise and glee.

Vils mouth was agape. His amethyst eyes were filled with complete shock.

Trina kept her glare on him, daring him to make a move as she stepped back, smiling deviously at her work.

He followed her line of sight: down to see the damage. Dark and sugary brown dripped onto the tiled floor, caked the front of his deep purple vest and blazer jacket. A multitude of colored sprinkles dotted the dark puddle like stars in a sky.

He shook. He trembled. He stuttered. Then, he screamed.

“Y-You! Look what you’ve done!!”

Tris didn’t bother hearing him speak as she turned back to her spot and grabbed her bag and stalked out of the mess hall. But not before flipping Vil the finger, angering him further, along with with spitting,

“Two-Faced Fag!” In a banshee-like yell.

And with that, I kid you not, the ENTIRE hall erupted in wild laughter. Some pointed at Vil, others just laughed in general. Then, a certain Ace of Hearts, stood on his hair, and started chanting,

“Vil got Coned! Vil got Coned!”

Then groups of people joined in and made the chant grow more wild than the laughter.

Trina smiles at the scene before her. She caught the eyes of Mal, Lilia, Sebek, Silver and Blue. Mal has a look of pure shock in his eyes, Lilia was smiling like crazy, Silver looked like he just shit his pants, Sebek wanted to die of embarrassment, and Blue had a look of admiration, and fear.

She smirked and mouthed to them, ‘We’ll talk later.” And left the mess hall with laughter and chanting resounding out loud.

She didn’t know what came over her. But whatever it was, it felt fucking awesome!

Yea, she’ll be more than likely to pay for the damage, and get called into the headmaster’s office, but for now, she’ll enjoy the moment.

Now...back to her room to get the footage of the event...

But first: another cup of Froyo!

#twisted wonderland oc #twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt #trinity homura

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lostinfic · 6 years ago

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3. Singapore, summer

Summary: She writes for magazines about luxurious resorts in exotic places and five-star hotels in glamorous cities. He’s photographed devastated war zones, refugee camps and child soldiers. For both of them travel is an escape, but he’s had enough of this grim reality, and she’s had enough of this disconnected fantasy. Perhaps together they can find something in between, something real, and stop running from themselves. Each season, a new destination and a chance to grow closer.

Pairing: Alec Hardy x Hannah Baxter Rating: Mature~ish (for now) Word count: 2.9k

Prologue | Chap. 1 | 2 | Ao3

Airports are liminal spaces. A limbo of travelers, where one is simultaneously on vacation and not yet, or not anymore. Places of transition, between familiar and foreign, between reality and fantasy. Intermediate structures designed to efficiently direct the flow of resigned travelers and make them spend as much money as possible.

Hannah stood still and let the moving walkway take her in the right direction. The rhythmic thump of the metal plates blended with the white noise of announcements in English, Mandarin and Malay.

Between ads for designer perfume, slim windows offered a glimpse of the purple dusk settling over the runway. Airplane windows multiplied the sunset. Little lights dotted the black tarmac and twinkled evenly.

Every trip lingered like a ghost, following her all the way home. An unidentifiable yet recognizable scent on her clothes, a melody in her head, a taste she would seek out again, but never truly find.

Indonesia, she suspected, would linger even longer.

After Pulau Kesuma, Hannah had explored other parts of the country. But a nagging doubt, sowed in her mind by Alec Hardy, prevented her from entirely enjoying her trip. Every hotel she’d stayed at, especially in Bali, she feared had been set up in the same manner as the Mahal Kita. She noticed details she hadn’t before. These questions were most inconvenient as Hannah endeavored to see only the positive, the fun and beautiful things in life and share them with her readers and followers.

It would have been easier to dismiss these thoughts, hadn’t she looked up Hardy. He was credible, to say the least. A photojournalist featured in every respected periodicals, twice nominated for a Pulitzer prize. A well-traveled man, exposing injustice around the world one picture at a time. His most famous photograph depicted a woman setting herself on fire in the name of freedom. She wondered how he slept at night.

She’d hoped leaving Indonesia meant leaving him behind too, as well as her doubts and mistrust.

But fate had other plans in store.

He was here, in Changi airport, walking just a stone’s throw ahead of her. She recognized his beat-up camera bag, and his scruffy profile confirmed her suspicion. “Fuck.” Hannah turned on her heels and bumped into a pair of glaring, elderly sisters. She couldn’t walk twenty feet in the wrong direction on the moving walkway. Resigned, she faced the right way again, and, of course, that’s when Hardy noticed her. He nodded curtly.

A long, awkward travelator journey followed during which they pretended to look at anything other than each other, but their eyes met a few times.

She’d caught a flight out of Bali with a layover in Singapore. Hardy must have flown in from Jakarta or Sumatra, and would take the same connecting flight to London.

At the end of the moving walkway, she adjusted her pace to stay a few steps behind him. He put a stop to this nonsense and waited for her to catch up to him.

“You’re still alive, then,” she said by way of greeting.

“I’m very resilient.” They resumed walking towards their gate. “I thought you’d left already. I didn’t see you again at the hotel.”

“Did you look for me?”

He shrugged but he could have been just hiking his bag higher on his shoulder.

Hardy cursed ant she followed his gaze to the departure board: their flight was delayed. Technical difficulty, an airline employee informed them, no idea how long it would take, hours most likely.

Hardy and Hannah sighed and looked at each other.

“Well, there are worse airports to be stuck at,” she said.

“Aye. Gatwick,” he said just as Hannah was naming that airport too.

“Ever been to Qatar? That airport is…”

“A bloody maze,” he said.

They shared a tentative chuckle. Given how they’d left things last time, she hadn’t expected they soon would be completing each other’s sentences.

She nervously swiped her hair away from her face. He winced at the fading bruise on her jaw left by his camera. She suddenly wished he’d touch it again.

“I… I’ve never seen the waterfall here,” he said, looking at his shoes.

“Me neither.”

“Would you…?” He tilted his head in the general direction of the famous indoor waterfall.

“Sure.”

Hardy and Hannah walked past the restaurants, shops, massage chairs and a movie theater on their way to the indoor forest. Many species of palms and flowers grew on five levels leading to a glass and steel dome that reminded her of the British Museum ceiling. The air was moist like in a greenhouse. Sprinklers hissed between the plants. It was night, so lights were dim, only art installations brightened the space: crystal clouds, silver birds, iridescent raindrops.

As they neared the heart of the forest, the waterfall came into view. The world’s tallest indoor waterfall, they called it the Vortex. The ceiling dipped like a funnel and water cascaded down into a pool. Gently phasing colors and shapes were projected onto it.

Jaw slack, Hannah stared. It was simply stunning. She took out of her phone. Now that was something worth posting about.

After a few photos, Hardy sighed impatiently beside her, and when he couldn’t take it anymore, he said, “you’re doing it wrong.” He placed his hands over hers to guide the lens at a better angle. “You want to frame it like that, about two thirds of the photo. And you want to catch the light here. Like that.”

“If you’re so good at it, why don’t you take them yourself? With me in them.”

She tucked her chin in her shoulder and smiled at him with fluttering eyelashes.

He rolled his eyes but agreed.

First she checked herself in a pocket mirror, fluffed her hair, wiped off flecks of mascara. “I look like shit.”

“Nah, you’re… okay.”

“Oh, thanks a lot,” she said sarcastically.

Hannah smiled at the camera and posed for a few more pictures where she gazed in the distance, exposing her best profile. Hardy demonstrated his professionalism, she wanted more photos from him, but decided not to test the limits of his patience.

“Why do you want pictures of that?” he asked when she took back her phone.

“Because it’s beautiful and unique. Why aren’t you taking any?” she replied. “I could pretend to be dying next to it. That’s more your style, isn’t it?” He frowned. She nudged him with her elbow. “Oh, c’mon, it’s a joke. Loosen up.”

He buried his hands in his pockets and shook his head slowly.

“People tell you that all the time, don’t they?” she said softly.

“Aye.”

Hannah averted her eyes and fiddled with the strap of her purse. She hadn’t meant to insult him, in fact, she knew the feeling of constantly being told some “truth” by others.

“You know what I always get?” she began. “My friends say I don’t have a real job, that I don’t live in the real world.”

“I get that too.”

“Right? I mean, it’s not true. I’ve deadlines, and bills, I’ve even got a fucking life insurance. Traveling is the real world.”

Hardy nodded emphatically. “We see more of the bloody real world than them.”

“Yeah!” She smiled, glad they were hitting it off again. “Hey, did you ever find out what was in that building on the beach?”

As they walked up to the second floor, Hardy explained he met a man who used to be in the Navy and participated in the eviction of the families. That man had claimed the building was nothing more than a break room for the security guards. They might have stored booze there, but nothing more scandalous.

Hannah almost said, “good thing you didn’t kill yourself for that,” but knew better this time.

She had kept investigating too, after their night on the beach. But she hesitated to tell him because he might laugh at her strategy.

Hardy expressed some doubts about the man’s testimony, he’d heard rumors of holding cells and weapon storage, but he had no proof. “Can’t demand justice without photographic evidence.”

“Are you disappointed,” she asked.

He leaned on his elbows, on the banister, and looked at a janitor sweeping the floor below. Blue light passed over his features, undulating, as if he was underwater. After a moment, he said, “It’s complicated… helping people.”

She leaned on the banister too, next to him. He stared in the middle distance. She thought he would say more, she wanted him to. She wanted to know why he did it if it was so complicated.

“I kept investigating too,” she admitted, hoping it would cheer him up.

“Did you?”

“I went into town to find the bar where the staff hung out.”

“By yourself?”

“Yeah.”

She was quite chuffed that she’s succeeded to impress him, or at least surprise him.

At this local bar, she met a receptionist, Irene, she’d already befriended at the hotel. She was out with other girls who worked at the Mahal Kita. Hannah paid for food and beverages and asked questions that Irene translated. Two of them had witnessed the armed men evicting families. But they had more to say, namely on the new opportunities the hotel presented to these young women. Jobs other than fishermen's wives, meeting different people, learning another language…

“They’ll change their minds soon enough,” he commented.

Hannah rolled her eyes.

“I know, I know,” he said. “It’s another side of the story. One I didn’t get. Well done, Baxter.”

“Don’t look so pained,” she teased, bumping him with her shoulder.

“Are you going to write about it in your article for Elite Travelers?”

“Of course, my readers expect an honest review.”

“You think your magazine will let you?”

“Yes!”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

He pushed himself off the banister with a groan.

They meandered through the indoor forest, along cobblestone trails that snaked and climbed around the waterfall, between ferns and shrubs. The place was quiet. Once in a while, they crossed other awaiting travelers who wandered around like lost souls. In the near-dark, their phones cast an eerie glow over their faces. Some had found a quiet spot to nap.

Hannah barely noticed them. She even forgot to takes pictures.

As keen travelers are wont to do, she and Hardy exchanged anecdotes from their trips: he was arrested during a protest in Ukraine, she was attacked by a cuddly manta ray in Hawaii, he met the Dalai Lama purely by accident in a bathroom, she sang karaoke with Sylvester Stallone in Tokyo.

“You didn’t,” Hannah said.

“I did.”

“Nooo! You ate monkey balls?”

He shrugged, biting back a smile. “Not that bad. Mind you, my people invented Haggis.”

Hannah laughed. “And all that to see a cave. Was it worth it?”

“Aye. I was the first photographer ever down there. Got me on the cover of Nat Geo.”

“Wow, you must’ve been proud.”

Before she knew it, two hours had passed, her cheeks hurt from laughing, and she couldn’t remember why she’d ever thought him rude.

As annoying as this delay was, she was glad they were stuck together in Singapore. It seemed like neither of them was in a hurry to get back to London.

They’d reached the fifth and last floor. Here there was a park with slides and topiaries shaped like animals and cartoon characters. No child played there at this late hour, and only a few adults had come all the way up. One of the attractions was a long net crossing over the indoor forest like a rope bridge.

Hannah wasn’t normally prone to vertigo, but the net bounced with each step. She grasped Hardy’s shirt to steady herself. He claimed he had seen worse, but she didn’t miss the way he reached for the handrail.

They were in stitches before they’d even crossed halfway. Hannah fell, and fatigue hit her suddenly. She lay on her back. Little tremors of laughter still shook her chest. Hardy sat down next to her. The net cocooned her like a hammock, with the noise of the waterfall and the night sky visible through the glass ceiling, she could almost believe they were somewhere exotic. Almost. An announcement over the PA system disturbed the illusion.

“Any news from the airline?” she asked.

They both checked their phones for messages and the airline app. Still delayed.

Hardy crossed his arms behind his head, and she caught a whiff of his pine-scented deodorant. His ribs rose under his t-shirt with every breath. At first glance, with his scruff, he looked abrasive, but she was starting to know better. He smiled at her, and she became aware of something shifting in the air. She felt it deep within her, a warm tension, and her breath caught in her throat.

“Do you have someone waiting for you in London?” he asked. “A boyfriend or…”

“No. Who has time for that?”

”This job will do it to you.”

“I supposed. I haven’t found a man who can handle what I do. Eventually they all want to tie me down to one place… I take it you’re free too.”

“Divorced.”

“Good.”

“Is it?”

“I was just thinking there might be something else we could do to pass the time…” She caressed a spot of skin exposed above his belt.

“Er, I… you— what?”

“Sex.”

“Now?” He looked at the open space around them. “I don’t think…”

Her face flushed with embarrassment and she sat up.

“Yeah, ok, no, don’t worry. Just asking for a friend.”

“What?”

“Never mind.”

Hannah was saved from further embarrassment when both their mobiles rang. Two seats were available on a flight to London if they could make it to gate 56 quickly.

They struggled to get up on the net, but once on solid ground, they scampered off towards Terminal 2.

They made it in time, and the attendant handed them their tickets after they’d shown their passports. Hannah walked behind Hardy along the bland corridor leading to the airplane, then down the rows of seats, and it quickly became clear that they would be sitting side by side.

For fourteen hours.

Fourteen hours to ruminate on why he’d turned her down.

Sure they would have missed this flight, but they could be shagging right now. She glanced at her watch. In fact, she could be orgasming right now. Her eyes slid over to him, to his knee and the long fingers tapping nervously on it, then up his leg and, yes, she did look at his crotch.

“D’you mind?” His voice was a mixture of irritation and amusement. Mostly amusement.

“Are you gay?”

He rolled his eyes and opened his laptop.

“Sorry.”

“I’m… flattered. Just not an exhibitionist.”

“What, you think I wanted to do it up there on the nets? There’s a hotel in the airport.”

“Oh.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Yeah.”

“So if I were to say, meet me in the loo in two minutes, you’d say no?”

She paused, eyes flitting to the back of the plane, but then he smirked, telling her it was all a joke. She shoved him.

“You’re so full of it.”

The plane started moving up the runway, faster and faster, until it took off. Hundreds of flights, and she still loved that airborne feeling.

They flew over the glass dome of the indoor forest. On the porthole glass, she saw Hardy’s reflection also looking out at the shrinking skyline of Singapore. Did he feel the same bittersweet nostalgia for a place they’d only just left?

He leaned on the armrest, towards her.

“Will you ever come back?” she whispered without taking her eyes off the window.

“Dunno… there are so many places to see.”

Just as Hannah crossed the doorstep of her flat, her phone pinged with new emails. She dropped her luggage and checked it immediately.

One email, from her editor, Duncan, urged her to send the article on Pulau Kesuma as soon as possible so they could celebrate her promotion to senior writer. “If the article is good enough ;)”

The second one, was from the communications director at Group Peregrine. Reading the email, she understood that company owned the Mahal Kita resort. They loved what she had done with social media during her stay and were already reaping the benefits. So, they wanted to create a partnership and send her to their resorts all around the world. “Namibia, Costa Rica, Fiji… where would you like to go first, Ms Baxter?”

A wide grin spread on her lips, and she bounced on her feet. A little squeak of joy escaped her throat.

A promotion and a partnership, now that was worth coming back to London for. Time to pop the champagne and buy a new suitcase. Already, she scanned her mental atlas for a new destination.

She was so excited, she needed to tell someone. She scrolled through her contacts: Ben was still sulking, she skipped her mother and sister, her father would be happy for her but still didn’t quite understand her job, Bambi she hadn’t spoken to since her wedding, Duncan maybe. She stopped at Alec Hardy (they’d exchanged contact information before parting ways). His questions about the magazine popped to the forefront of her mind: who paid them? Would they let her write the truth about the resort?

Hannah’s mood did a 180. Her stomach sank and her smile wavered. If he was right, exposing the truth about the resort could cost her this partnership and promotion. Was it worth it?

With a big sigh, she rubbed a hand through her hair and sat on the edge of her bed.

She glanced at the stack of Elite Travelers in her bookcase, hundreds of glossy pages displaying lavish hotels, private villas and suitably-authentic lodges.

Would writing about it really change anything for the island anyway?

Chapter 4: England, summer

#teninch fic #Hardy x Hannah #Broadchurch #Alec Hardy #Hannah Baxter #secret diary of a call girl #travelers AU #slow burn #lostinfic writes stuff

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mypurplelamp · 6 years ago

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8 People I'd Like to Know Better

Yay! So I was tagged by @thecozywhaleshark Thanks for including me!! 💕

ONE / name / alias: Sydney

TWO / 🎂: June 22

THREE / zodiac sign: Cancer

FOUR / height: 5′5"

FIVE / hobbies: Singing, reading, painting, playing with my dog, directing, converting movies and books into short scripts, wandering around World Market and Half Priced Books for far too long, learning languages (currently Japanese)

SIX / favourite colors: Olive green, dusty rose, plum, and navy

SEVEN /favorite 📚: LotR, Ella Enchanted, Dark Mirror, Princess Bride (I'm currently away from home, but I'll update once I can get back and look again at all of my books!)

EIGHT / last song listened to: Twisted Every Way- Phantom of the Opera (25th Anniversary at Royal Albert hall

NINE / last film 👀: (I didn't even have to change this one!) Spiderman: Far From Home

TEN / inspiration or muse: A difficult one to answer. I am inspired by anything that cultivates a sense of magic and wonder.

ELEVEN / dream job: Still trying to figure that one out. I will say, that the job I've MOST enjoyed was being a camp counselor for 6 summers. Technically I still work at a camp, but it's more along the lines of glorified babysitting in comparison to my original camp.

TWELVE / meaning behind your url: I used to have a lamp in my room with a purple lampshade. When I was thinking up a username, I wanted it to be different than other platforms, so I just looked around for the closest object!

I'm going to go ahead and tag these awesome people! @jungkookiebus @chimchimsauce @bloomsuga @boymeetsweevil @cherrynochu @dovechim @goldenclosetkook @gloden-closet

#tag game #if anyone else wants to join: i tag you too!

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chickadeesplit · 3 years ago

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I decided to go through that Incorrect Quotes generator again for the forest creachur game cast. I don’t have names solidified yet, but I gave them each a code name for now.

One thing for the code names is that Gantry is an affectionate nickname for another affection nickname, Grandtree, which is what the cast calls their. Life-giver, I’ll say. They aren’t a person, more of a being, and not an RO. Basically just a big sentient tree-of-life type deal. Anyway:

Axolotl: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait. Ant: You and me! Axolotl: *tearing up* Ok. *In a horror movie situation* Jackalope: I've got no service in my phone here. Bat: Shoot, my battery just died. Ant: Sorry guys, I just broke my phone with a hammer. Axolotl: Guys, my phone is a book. Deer: Gantry is not allowed to decide which one of us is the chosen one. Bat: I wish I was a dinosaur. Ant: Why? Cause they're big and scary? Bat: Because they're dead. Mc: Bat... Bat: I can tell by the tone of your voice that you are disappointed. Alas, I must further disappoint you by affirming how little I give a fuck. Mantis, walking into Deer and Snake’s bedroom in the middle of the night: I had a bad dream. Deer: What was it about? Snake: No, don’t ask them that! Deer: Why not? Snake: Cause they’ll answer! Matnis: Why do you not believe that ghosts are real? Gantry: Never seen one. Mantis: Okay, I mean, there’s a lot of things that you can’t see that are real. Gantry: What can’t I see? Mantis: You can’t see gravity. That’s real. Gantry: Yeah, I can drop an apple. Mantis: Fuck. Jackalope: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities. Jackalope, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor. Axolotl: I have very high standards, you know. Kingfisher: I can make spaghetti... Axolotl: Oh no! You're meeting all my standards! Snake: Fellas, I gotta know for science. Is the opposite of red green or blue? Gantry: Technically a mix of green and blue? Snake: So blurple. Gantry: That's implying you're mixing blue and purple. Snake: Would you rather have fucking bleen? MOTHERFUCKING GRUE? Gantry: You were confusing before but now I'm scared. Ant: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake? Mc: Aww- Ant: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast! Kingfisher, shooing Deer away: Can you go be depressed over there? You’re bumming out my whole area. Deer: When you've been on the internet for as long as I have, you develop thick skin. Jackalope: Navy blue isn't your color. Deer: Navy blue brings out my eyes you prick! *Chases after Jackalope* Snake: Are you a cuddler? Bat: I'm a machine of death and destruction. Snake: Bat: ...Yeah, I'm a cuddler.

#incorrect quotes #forest creatures <3

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thatgaylittlefrog · 7 years ago

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All of the colors. Every single one

Would all of the colors I haven’t done yet suffice? Because that’s what I’m doing

White: What’s your age? I’m currently 19!

Blue: What’s your eye color? There’s a lot going on with them. They’re brown in the center, green in the middle, and blue at the edges. Are they green? Hazel? Who knows? I sure don’t.

Yellow: What is your natural hair color? I’m one of the elusive gingers. That’s part of where my blog name came from.

Lavender: When is your birthday? Let’s just say early August and call it good, alright?

Mauve: How tall are you? 5′9 I believe!

Purple: What’s your sexuality? I identify as bisexual. I guess technically I could be considered pan because gender doesn’t really affect my attraction towards others, but I prefer the bi label for various reasons.

Lilac: What’s your gender? Female? I say that with a question mark because I’ve been finding that gender is stupid and have been questioning it. As of now though, female.

Navy: What’s your first language? English

Pink: Do you have/want piercings? If so, what kind of piercings? I don’t actually have any piercings yet! If I were to get any piercings, I’d probably just start with my ears. I’m content without them, though!

Brown: How many hair colors have you had? Just my natural color! My mom would never let me dye it growing up, which I understand, because red hair is rare and all that jazz. I definitely wouldn’t be opposed to dying it a cool color, that’s just a lot of work.

Green: What are you currently studying/hope to study? I’m going to attempt to double major in Psychology and Sociology if all goes to plan!

Black: Do you have any bad habits, if so, what? Ohh yeah I do. I pick and bite my nails, so they’re rarely ever long. I also bounce my leg a lot without even realizing I’m doing it, which can be obnoxious to the people around me. If swearing counts as a bad habit, then I do a lot of that.

Amber: Name of your parents/guardians? I’d rather not put that on my blog, if it’s all the same with you. I’d like to protect their privacy a bit.

Burgundy: Favorite month? Weather wise? Probably September or May. I’m a big fan of both Fall and Spring.

Magenta: Favorite disney movie? Heck. Probably Hercules at the moment. I’m always a slut for Greek Mythology. Plus the soundtrack is amazing.

Violet: Favourite song? I’ve been listening to a lot more Hozier lately. So at the moment, Angel of Small Death & The Codeine Scene. Like Real People Do is lovely as well.

Auburn: Favourite band/singer? I’ve got a gaggle of them. Florence and the Machine, Of Monsters and Men, Imagine Dragons, Hosier, and The Lumineers, just to name a few.

Peach: Dream job? I’m hoping to be a therapist or a social worker as of now. I know that’s broad, but I’ve got some time to narrow it down.

Sienna: Do you believe in love at first sight? I don’t, no. I think loving someone requires you to actually know who they are as a person. That said, sure, you can definitely have an immediate attraction to a person. But to love them, you have to get to know them a bit first.

Cream: How many languages can you understand? One fluently. I know a bit of Spanish, but I’m horribly out of practice. I have to get back into that..

Ivory: What’s your religion? I don’t really have one, unfortunately. Religion’s sort of been tainted for me from seeing all of the awful things people do in the name of it. I’d rather just be a good person for the sake of being a good person, you know?

#the ginger snapped #asks

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postsforposting · 4 years ago

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I guess I’m either dense or actually don’t judge people all that hard? There’s a difference between someone dressing like bad comic book villains vs outlandish colors, like say the Riddler in neon green question mark suit vs patchwork suit. The Riddler is what I’d call a bad choice, whereas a patchwork suit is outlandish but a “normal” thing. Neither of those is something you’d wear to a business dinner or interview despite both being suits. But even with the Riddler, that’s a “you’re definitely up to something” and not so much a “my god he’s going to kill me run away!”

Men’s fashion is not my area of expertise, but let’s give it a shot:

“Normal” casual for men is stuff like khakis, either pants or shorts, in muted colors, meaning dark or faded green, browns, blues, not sure if they come in red but it would have to be a dark red. Jeans, they can be colors but I would stay away from neons, whites, and “feminine” colors if you’re looking to not stand out. Dress pants should always be black, navy, or dark brown. Basketball shorts are also a thing for men, those can be all kinds of colors.

Tshirts should be either plain or are pop culture, it gets harder to judge what’s “weird” the further you get from “a fandom most people recognize”. They should also be generally muted colors, but you can do bright colors too like red and blues or anything that has fandom prints on it. I’d stay away from bright purples and pinks, they’re acceptable but they will catch people’s eyes. Gingham/plaid flannel and not-exactly-dress shirts are good choices, but it gets hard to tell whether it’s an eyepopping pattern if you don’t have that natural ability. Stuff with yellow in it tends to be a bad choice. However, if you have just that one eyepopping thing with a normal bottom, then it’s much easier for people to accept as just a colorful choice rather than seeing it as “offputting weird”.

Suit jackets worn casually do not go with shorts. They’re a bit odd with khakis, but corduroys are okay and jeans are the usual choice. You can use light jackets, flannels, hoodies with whatever.

There are tools that show you “what colors go together”, it’s called color theory. It’s slightly made up and cultural but it passes muster. Here’s one. How you would use this is that you pick the colors showing up on the thing you’re looking at, or the two colors most dominant in the outfit you’re choosing--say red and green, your top and bottom. Technically those do go together! The catch with that particular combo is that red and green are christmas colors, so it’s a bit jarring. Red and blue are also complementary colors and don’t have seasonal associations, so you’d be good with those. You can also try googling “does z and y colors go together”.

All of this is stuff you’d be safe with choosing. There’s far more to fashion, but we’re talking “do not stand out”. The only catch with any of this is putting colors together. If you stay with the muted reds, blues, browns, greens, then you should be okay--it’s hard to mix those up in a bad way. Men’s pants don’t usually come in weird colors anyway, except basketball shorts, and those you can go wild with.

A dressy suit jacket should not be too loose, like you shouldn’t be fighting with extra fabric, but it also should not be super fitted like women’s blazers are. This is a judgement thing. Dress shirts have many components to a proper fit, but they absolutely should not be super fitted and stretched like you see on TV shows or movies. They should fit like you see real business and politics people wearing, where there’s some slack but it’s not balloony. Cuffs should come to the end of your arm but the sleeve should not go over your hand. I have no clue how to size the collar. Dress shirts, in contrast to other shirts, can be more colors because the suit itself is generally dark. So you can go with a bright red, bright blues, light blues, I’d still stay with dark greens as opposed to bright greens. Personally I think yellow looks bad but that’s up to you. Here’s where your color wheel comes in handy: you pick one color and it’ll spit out the complementary color, so one of those is your shirt and the other is your tie. You can skip having to get tons of ties if you use colored shirts and get one black tie, or something like a tone-on-tone black plaid or check to make it spicy without adding complications.

Get your dress shirts custom tailored. This can be as easy as buying the one that fits best, then taking it to a tailor to get the too-big parts taken in. It is absolutely worth the better fit and better look. You should do the same with your dress pants if the waist is a little off or the length is weird. It does wonders for your overall look. You can go from sloppy to pristine that easily. If you are a person for whom nothing off the rack fits, then it is worth it to get your dress stuff all custom done--not just tailored but actually custom created just for you.

This is general advice. It might be easier to point out what’s “wrong” and what could be changed if we could see examples of outfits? Like, you know what flatlays are? You lay out your shirt and pants, socks/shoes if you want too, and take a picture of it like you’re making a fashion photoshoot for it. Take a bunch of those for outfits you usually wear and stuff people say you’re “standing out” for. Then we can see what’s up. It could be as simple as clashing styles or colors, or as weird as looking like you’re cosplaying a wizard. There’s nothing inherently wrong with any of that, but if the goal is to blend in, you don’t really want to be wearing a sparkling cape and pointy hat.

Like, seriously, I have a major chip on my shoulder about clothes particularly from constantly getting that two-step of,

"Clothes don't matter and there's no real trick to how you dress, I don't pay attention to that stuff at all myself.

"On a completely unrelated note you dress so weird that I will comment on it every time I see you and subtly hint that maybe you should dress more normal every so often."

I pretty much reflexively disbelieve anybody who says that they don't notice or care about clothes at this point.

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celestialriptide · 7 years ago

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taggy q’s!

Thank you my dear @commodorecliche for tagging me!

The rules: Answer these 85 q’s then tag some peeps!

I’m not sure who to tag, so I’ll just go with @ideal-mina and @viktorthicciforov and @authordrive and leave it at that for now

THE LAST 1. DRINK: sweet tea 2. PHONE CALL: the jakester/close friend 3. TEXT MESSAGE: maribae. check her outtttttt atttttt >>> :) :) :) @viktorthicciforov :) :) :) 4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO: THIS BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF ART yall probably think im joking 5. TIME YOU CRIED: i dunno honestly i cry a lot 6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE: i dont think ive technically dated anyone more than once 7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: ehh 8. BEEN CHEATED ON: Yes. 9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: Yeah. 10. BEEN DEPRESSED: um yes, i have depression 11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: oh of course 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS 12. purple 13. blue 14. red IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU 15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: yupperooskies 16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: unfortunately. 17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: i think so 18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: ooooooh yeah, man. 19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: not particularly 20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: not really no 21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: i have not kissed someone in almost two years.

GENERAL 22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE: like most of them. all except like 15? and even them i’ve known for 7 years. 23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: i live with five chihuahuas: Sasha, Clifford, Mika, Nora and Navi 24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME: yupp i’d love to see Ryn on my legal docs 25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY: i worked a 10 hour shift :) and then died :) im still bitter :) she wouldn’t let me leave :) because she bought a cake :) and didnt want it brought in until nearly :) 8pm :) even tho i had been there since 9 :) with no break :) on my fucking :) birthday :) 26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: uhhhhhhhh like 1pm lmao 27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: i have the vague idea that i was reading, but i dont remember 11:30-1:15 28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: the void h a l l o w e e n 29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: couple of hours ago, i still live at home 31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: the call of the void the ambient noise of living on a military base 32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: yeah, i think he died a few years ago. i miss him. 33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: being unemployed, living at home, not being independent, my mental state, lots of things 34. MOST VISITED WEBSITE: i would say tumblr, but it’s ao3. 35. HAIR COLOUR: im a bleach blond, with brown roots bc im lazy and dont feel like upkeep 36. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: short, but still longer than i like 37. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: subtly screams: MARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII 38. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: mnyeh. nothing really i reckon 39. PIERCINGS: i’ve got a standard tongue piercing, a monroe, right nostril, and then i’ve got 7/16th plugs 40. BLOOD TYPE: i honestly dont heckin know my guy 41. NICKNAME: uhm. void and, uh, vore. lmao. there’s probably more but these are the ones i see daily. 42. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: a single useless pringle, i think? i dont think im dating anyone, maybe 43. ZODIAC: im keith (scorpio power yall) 44. PRONOUNS: he/him pls pls pls 45. FAVOURITE TV SHOW: got that VLD and Rick & Morty grind yall GoT doesnt count its just part of my life at this point 46. TATTOOS: 3ish. This swirly star neverland skully thing on my left foot, a bird on my right shoulder, mars/moon/stars on my left wrist that matches my mother and oldest younger brother, and vaguelly some blotches of color on my right foot that dont count anymore because you cant really see them unless you Know. 47. RIGHT OR LEFT HANDED: right handed, left hand can be used for some things. 48. SURGERY: galbladder, tonsils/adnoids, and wisdom teeth.

50. SPORT: i’ve never been a sport but i always enjoyed the idea of playing volleyball. 51. VACATION: all my vacations are home. @ tennessee whats good i miss you 52. PAIR OF TRAINERS: idk like the only shoes i own rn are like vans MORE GENERAL 53. EATING: i nothing atm, but i do love eating. 54. DRINKING: sweet tea 55. I’M ABOUT TO: bounce between writing some more and playing overwatch 56. WAITING FOR: the void to take me a job 57. WANT: to enter the void to take my longboard out, but it’s too hilly here and im still new 58. GET MARRIED: one day probably i like the idea of proposing to someone.

WHICH IS BETTER: 60. HUGS OR KISSES: meh. idk. depends on who i guess 61. LIPS OR EYES: can i get a uhhhhh b o t h 62. SHORTER OR TALLER: meh 63. OLDER OR YOUNGER: either or 64. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: i am a slut for some nice arms 65. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: idk. 66. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: little bit of both. im hesitantly a troublemaker. HAVE YOU EVER: 67. KISSED A STRANGER: neh. 68. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: ooohyes. 69. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: i lost 6 months worth of contacts once 70. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: yesssssss 71. SEX ON THE FIRST DATE: does it count if it wasnt a date at all, just hanging out that ended up there bc yes? but we didnt have a date so 72. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: idk maybe probably wait yeah sorry 73. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: ahahahaha yea 74. BEEN ARRESTED: nopers 75. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: vaguely. the concept of death is something that vaguely affects me. i generally end up crying a few months after the death, if at all 76. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: ye DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 77. YOURSELF: meh 78. MIRACLES: not exactly 79. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: lust, yes. love, no. 80. SANTA CLAUS: i believe that there was probably once a man that sparked the legend but santa as the current urban myth is a m y t h 81. KISS ON THE FIRST DATE: sure 82. ANGELS: in a way. OTHER: 84. EYE COLOUR: hazel 85. FAVOURITE MOVIE: donnie darko or howls moving caste

#tag things #friends #friend tag #lindsey #thank you for tagging me these were really fun to answer???

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ashtenstitches · 7 years ago

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Answer them all

omg i mean i asked for this

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

--Honestly my cat. Otherwise I can’t think of anyone else.

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

--Shy but outgoing when I get to know someone

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

--This awesome guy who is incredible. His name is Alfredo. Fettuccine Alfredo.

4. Are you easy to get along with?

--I’d like to think so

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

--Well I sure hope so!! I already took care of her ;)

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

--The kind that are you

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

--I sure hope so!!!!!!

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

--My beautiful cat who is perfect in every way shape and form

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

--Only if it’s with family lmao

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

--My cutie girlfriend

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

--”Then I got sent to voicemailllllllll”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

--Out Loud by Gabbie Hanna, Best Part by Daniel Caesar feat H.E.R., The Wolves (Act I and II) by Bon Iver, Cherry Wine by Hozier, When by Dodie Clark

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

--YES

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

--I mean kind of lol I’m pretty unlucky so luck has to be real

15. What good thing happened this summer?

--I got my first client!! And it didn’t come out terrible!!

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

--Absolutely

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

--Oh yeah! We can’t be the only things in this GIANT UNIVERSE

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

--Nope

19. Do you like bubble baths?

--I love them

20. Do you like your neighbors?

--I don’t really know them but the ones across the street gave us a watermelon when we first moved in

21. What are your bad habits?

--I don’t sleep at a great time, I don’t floss as often as I should, and I bite my nails

22. Where would you like to travel?

--I really wanna go to Australia! But I also wanna go to the other Hawaiian islands.

23. Do you have trust issues?

--Not as much as before

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

--Eating then sleeping

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

--My feet

26. What do you do when you wake up?

--I pee

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

--My skin is a nice shade of pale white and I’m cool with it

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

--My girlfriend and my family and a few friends

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

--Only one but I was like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

30. Do you ever want to get married?

--Yes pls

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

--Yessss

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

--Orlando Bloom and Kristen Stewart

33. Spell your name with your chin.

--aqshtednb

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

--Have you seen me....no

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

--TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

--Yes

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

--I just make weird faces

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

-- @playswithsquirrlz

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

--Forever 21 I don’t care how cheap some stuff looks ok I love it also Victoria’s Secret. Also like...amazon

40. What do you want to do after high school?

--It’s been 4 years....and I’m finally doing what I wanted so

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

--No

42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean?

--I’m tired/hungry/not comfortable

43. Do you smile at strangers?

--Sure

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

--Outer space. Who knows what scary ass creatures are at the bottom of the ocean

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

--The need to pee

46. What are you paranoid about?

--People breaking into my house, sharp pains in my body meaning that I’m dying, just the usual.

47. Have you ever been high?

--Yeeeeee

48. Have you ever been drunk?

--Nahhhhhh I don’t like alcohol really

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

--No I don’t think so lol

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

--Probably gray since that’s all I own lol

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

--Yes

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

--My lack of motivation. If I had more motivation I would be so fit rn lol

53. Favourite makeup brand?

--Wet n Wild has been awesome lately

54. Favourite store?

--Michaels lmao

55. Favourite blog?

--My own

56. Favourite colour?

--Purple

57. Favourite food?

--Either the vegan nacho cheese I make or the vegan mushroom sandwich

58. Last thing you ate?

--Nachos

59. First thing you ate this morning?

--Nachos......

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

--No I didn’t but I was the only one in my class to get a 100% on my final to phase out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

--Nah I was a good student

62. Been arrested? For what?

--Nope

63. Ever been in love?

--Yeah I guess you could say that :P

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

--I was in 8th grade and had been dating this guy off an on for 3 years and it was the last day of school. We met at the basketball courts and everyone watched us kiss and I was like wtf so we kissed again lmao

65. Are you hungry right now?

--Not really

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

--I love all my friends!

67. Facebook or Twitter?

--Twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

--Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now?

--Nope

70. Names of your bestfriends?

--Angelica, Tiffany, Brittni, Robbi

71. Craving something? What?

--Mushrooms

72. What colour are your towels?

--Beige and towel

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

--One technically but I also have my body pillow

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

--Nope

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

--A couple

75. Favourite animal?

--Cat. Any kind. Big or small. Or sharks

76. What colour is your underwear?

--Blue

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

--Chocolate

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

--The PB & Cookies from Ben & Jerrys

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

--Gray

80. What colour pants?

--Navy blue

81. Favourite tv show?

--AHS or Skins UK

82. Favourite movie?

--Now Is Good

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

--Mean Girls of course

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

--Mean Girls lmao

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

--Karen

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

--Crush

87. First person you talked to today?

--Angelica

88. Last person you talked to today?

--Well my day is still going

89. Name a person you hate?

--Donald Trump

90. Name a person you love?

-- @playswithsquirrlz

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

--Any nazi

92. In a fight with someone?

--Myself

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

--Probs like 2

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

--So many

95. Last movie you watched?

--Remember Me

96. Favourite actress?

--Kristen Stewart

97. Favourite actor?

--Orlando Bloom

98. Do you tan a lot?

--I wish

99. Have any pets?

--Where do I start

100. How are you feeling?

--Pretty good

101. Do you type fast?

--I type 68 words per minute

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

--Of course

103. Can you spell well?

--Autocorrect would tell me otherwise

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

--Just old friends

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

--Yes

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

--Oh yeah

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

--Sure have

108. What should you be doing?

-- @playswithsquirrlz

109. Is something irritating you right now?

--Hmm nothing actually wow it’s a miracle!

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

--Yeah

111. Do you have trust issues?

--.........nah

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

--My dad

113. What was your childhood nickname?

--Ash

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

--Yeah

115. Do you play the Wii?

--Not anymore

116. Are you listening to music right now?

--Nope

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

--I like faux chicken noodle soup

118. Do you like Chinese food?

--Oh yeah

119. Favourite book?

--The Lovely Bones

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

--Not anymore

121. Are you mean?

--Yeah jk no

122. Is cheating ever okay?

--Heck no

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

--Nope

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

--Eh

125. Do you believe in true love?

--Yes

126. Are you currently bored?

--Eh not really

127. What makes you happy?

--My cat. Food. My girlfriend. Hawaii

128. Would you change your name?

--Yeah but I won’t lmao

129. What your zodiac sign?

--Aquarius

130. Do you like subway?

--Nah

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

--I remind them that I’m gay af

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

--Angelica

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

--”You’re the coffee that I need in the morning, you’re my sunshine in the rain when it’s pouring....”

134. Can you count to one million?

--Who has time for that

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

--That I liked boys lmao

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

--Closed

137. How tall are you?

--5′ 4″ or so

138. Curly or Straight hair?

--I have inbetween but I like all hair

139. Brunette or Blonde?

--What about all colors

140. Summer or Winter?

--Winter but I like wearing crop tops

141. Night or Day?

--Night

142. Favourite month?

--October

143. Are you a vegetarian?

--Even better....I’m a vegan

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

--Dark is p good

145. Tea or Coffee?

--Love me a cuppa joe

146. Was today a good day?

--It has been so far

147. Mars or Snickers?

--Neither

148. What’s your favourite quote?

--May the flowers remind us/why the rain was so necessary - xan oku

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

--Oh yeah

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

--Dudley gently released himself from his mother’s clutches and walked toward Harry, who had to repress an urge to threaten him with magic.

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omg ok tbh i forgot that i reblogged that ask thing but thank u fren here u go

1. spotify, soundcloud, or pandora?

spotify

2. is your room messy or clean?

um ok so my room at my mom’s is technically the office and just full of mine and everyone else’s storage so it isn’t really my room i guess and my room at my dad’s is nearly empty and i haven’t been there more than a couple times in a while and i’ve been crashing at friend’s and family’s houses and living out of a suitcase for weeks so i’m just gonna say i don’t really have a room

3. what color are your eyes?

dark brown

4. do you like your name? why?

alright well this is complicated because i hate the name emily and lately i’ve been going by emmitt for a while and it’s just weird because i feel so disconnected from emily and not super connected to emmitt either and i feel like i should just be a nameless person because i hate being referred to as anything tbh

5. what is your relationship status?

happily in a relationship with someone i really care about

6. describe your personality in 3 words or less

a detached mess

7. what color hair do you have?

my natural dark brown color

8. what kind of car do you drive? color?

ah it’s a purple mini van that’s rusting and dying

9. where do you shop?

target lol

10. how would you describe your style?

almost exclusively button ups and baseball shirts

11. favorite social media account?

tumblr probably i use this the most out of all of them

12. what size bed do you have?

queen

13. any siblings?

i have 2 sisters

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

i honestly have no idea how to answer this question i don’t have a dream destination or anything

15. favorite snapchat filter?

omg probably the cute cat one that changes ur voice cuz my friends look so cute when they use it

16. favorite makeup brand(s)?

i don’t know anything about makeup

17. how many times a week do you shower?

every day sometimes multiple times a day

18. favorite tv show?

buffy the vampire slayer and dollhouse kill me

19. shoe size?

idk i’m pretty sure i’m a 6

20. how tall are you?

5’1

21. sandals or sneakers?

sneakers

22. do you go to the gym?

no lol but i do plan to start going once i actually move in to my new place and get settled

23. describe your dream date

i want to spend a day in chicago with emily doing whatever we want just walking and wandering into stores and go to a zoo or a museum or navy pier or honestly just anything at this point i miss her so much i don’t care what we do as long as we’re together

24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

25. what color socks are you wearing?

they’re both different variations of black white and light blue

26. how many pillows do you sleep with?

at least 2

27. do you have a job? what do you do?

yeah i recently got a job in the mental health field and i work primarily with adults with various mental illnesses in a 24/7 supervised living area at the moment it’s mostly individuals dealing with schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, depression, and borderline personality disorder and i help them with symptom management, building the skills they have chosen to work on in their treatment plans, and help them carry activities of daily living so they can become self-sufficient and can transition out and live on their own

28. how many friends do you have?

ah i mean i know i have a lot of friends but as far as really close friends i know i can count on and will most likely always have around i’d say i have about 8

29. whats the worst thing you have ever done?

ah fuck well i went through a really destructive phase in my recent past where i was just in a bad place and i withdrew and lashed out a lot and was super emotionally unstable and i hurt a lot of people and i regret it

30. whats your favorite candle scent?

omg i have no idea i usually just smell all the blue ones and go from there

31. 3 favorite boy names

elliot (this is my favorite name in the world probably)

max

derrick

32. 3 favorite girl names

bennett

caroline

sara

33. favorite actor?

i thought about this for a solid 5 minutes and no one is coming to mind i’m gonna leave this blank

34. favorite actress?

eliza dushku and alyson hannigan kill me every time i watch dollhouse or buffy i’m in love with her

35. who is your celebrity crush?

amber liu

36. favorite movie?

selena

37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

i used to read a lot when i was a kid and the music of dolphins by karen hesse has always stuck with me for some reason idk if it’s my favorite but when i was a kid i checked it out at least once a month on our elementary library visits and even now i always find myself thinking about it

38. money or brains?

well if u don’t have money u can’t survive in this capitalist society so i mean

but if this question is asking what i want in a person i’d want the smart

39. do you have a nickname? what is it?

my family calls me mimi and tbh it’s the only thing i actually feel comfortable with weirdly

40. how many times have you been to the hospital?

i’ve been to the hospital multiple times to visit people but i don’t remember actually needing to be there myself besides when i burned my hands as a child

41. top 10 favorite songs

this is def subject to change depending on my mood at any given moment but for right now:

hold me tight by bts

house of cards by bts

lie by bts

all mine by one ok rock

deeper deeper by one ok rock

we are by one ok rock

decision by one ok rock

clock strikes by one ok rock

como la flor by selena

moon river waltz by shinee

42. do you take any medications daily?

no i had issues with family and insurance so i had to stop seeing my psych and taking meds

43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

dry

44. what is your biggest fear?

my mom having anything else bad happen to her

45. how many kids do you want?

this is most likely not going to be my choice lol i don’t have a number in mind if i do have kids

46. whats your go to hair style?

short and whatever it wants to do when i get out of the shower

47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

well i don’t really live in a house rn but my mom’s house is huge she just moved in and it’s crazy big i’m so happy for her also the house i’m gonna move into soon is p small but still cute

48. who is your role model?

idk probably my mom she’s been through a lot and is still going strong

49. what was the last compliment you received?

“you’re so sweet, you know that?” from a client

50. what was the last text you sent?

“nini

51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

tbh i have no idea i was probably in elementary school

52. what is your dream car?

something that runs, is either blue or grey, and magically doesn’t cost me anything to drive it

53. opinion on smoking?

it smells terrible and i don’t like to be around people who smoke

54. do you go to college?

yeah i just graduated

55. what is your dream job?

i have no idea i don’t know what i want i haven’t really thought that far ahead but i love my job so far so i’m alright with where i’m at

56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

i don’t really have a preference as long as i’m with and near people i care about

57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

i don’t think i’ve ever personally done that

58. do you have freckles?

yeah i have a couple scattered around

59. do you smile for pictures?

i make this weird stupid half smile face and i can’t stop

60. how many pictures do you have on your phone?

761

61. have you ever peed in the woods?

i have not

62. do you still watch cartoons?

i never want to not watch cartoons

63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from wendy’s or mcdonalds?

i don’t like chicken nuggets from anywhere

64. favorite dipping sauce?

wait for what

i like soy sauce for potstickers

65. what do you wear to bed?

usually shorts and a t shirt

66. have you ever won a spelling bee?

no i’m terrible at spelling out loud

67. what are your hobbies?

i like to dance idk not much else tho i guess

68. can you draw?

nooooo

69. do you play an instrument?

i played guitar once but i forgot everything smh

70. what was the last concert you saw?

the bts wings tour

71. tea or coffee?

tea

72. starbucks or dunkin donuts?

dunkin donuts

73. do you want to get married?

yes

74. what is your crush’s first and last initial?

e g

75. are you going to change your last name when you get married?

i’ve thought about this actually and i’m mostly just hesitant about how difficult it would be to change my name on like all the legal paperwork and like bills and work things and it just sounds super complicated but i wish it could be easier because i hate where my last name comes from and if i married my current gf we would literally have the exact same name and we would be able to confuse people even more and i just think it would be funny

76. what color looks best on you?

black i think

77. do you miss anyone right now?

yes oh my god

78. do you sleep with your door open or closed?

closed always closed

79. do you believe in ghosts?

yeah i do

80. what is your biggest pet peeve?

ok i get so mad when i go to a friend’s place who has long hair and i’m walking barefoot through their house or i’m sleeping over or i’m under a blanket or something and it just makes me so mad when i feel dumb long single strands of hair in my toes i hate it so much it makes me so mad idk man but this happened to me last night and i’ve been thinking about it ever since

81. last person you called?

ah well the last phone call that i was on was with the director of all the residential living things at my work

82. favorite ice cream flavor?

idk probably chocolate and vanilla with caramel

83. regular oreos or golden oreos?

regular oreos

84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

no sprinkles pls

85. what shirt are you wearing?

black and grey v neck t shirt

86. what is your phone background?

a picture of my gf i took a while back of her from a distance with the river and sunset in the background

87. are you outgoing or shy?

shy with everyone besides my friends

88. do you like it when people play with your hair?

only like a very specific like 2 people but when it’s anyone else i get really uncomfortable with being touched and you’d think that people wouldn’t just come up to you and start touching your hair and telling you how soft it is but it’s more common than you think and it makes me want to d ie

89. do you like your neighbors?

my nonexistent neighbors r gr8

90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

i always wash it in the morning but sometimes i wash it at night too if i feel gross from the day

91. have you ever been high?

nope never

92. have you ever been drunk?

yes

93. last thing you ate?

a blizzard from dairy queen with pieces of brownies in it

94. favorite lyrics right now

ok i’m gonna be honest and just say i’m not in a place to listen to music rn i’ve been listening to exclusively podcasts and i have not listened to a song and not zoned out completely during it in a very long time and no lyrics are coming to mind

95. summer or winter?

summer

96. day or night?

night

97. dark, milk, or white chocolate?

ah milk or white i guess i’m not a super big fan tho

98. favorite month?

june cuz my birthday also gay

99. what is your zodiac sign

gemini

100. who was the last person you cried in front of?

my dad

#asks #anon #thank u

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heroineimages · 8 years ago

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Small-Town AU

So I ran across another Korra AU I wrote part of a scene for and decided to finish it last night. It’s kind of a small-town/roommates AU with Asami as the new girl in town. Basically, Ikki ships Korra and Asami from the start and gets pretty insistent about them getting together. If her exuberance comes across as a little annoying, I’m okay with that. But if she gets obnoxious, let me know, and I’ll tone it back. Feedback welcome.

“Headed your way,” Asami texted as she shouldered her carry-on bag and made her way through the airport terminal.

“OMG cant wait 2 meet u!” came Ikki’s reply. “U want coffee?”

“Sure,” she texted back, “iced chi latte.”

“Cool, c u soon!”

Asami smiled as she slipped her phone back into the pocket of her blouse. Off and on for about a week now, she’d been texting back and forth with her new landlord Tenzin and his daughter Ikki. Tenzin and his family had already been incredibly welcoming, but Ikki was the one who seemed the most enthusiastic. Though, Asami was quickly learning that Ikki was enthusiastic about pretty much everything.

This was it, she kept telling herself—a chance to start over. She was escaping the mess that her father had made of her life. She was escaping the financial backlash, the hate, and the death threats that came with his crimes and mistakes. She was escaping the professional nightmare that her career became in the wake of accusations that she’d been involved in her father’s fraud and embezzlement charges. And she was escaping her ex and other fair-weather friends who’d bailed as soon as things got tough for her. Asami was putting all of that behind her. This was a new start in a new town on the opposite end of the country. She was someplace where no one knew or cared who she was or who her father was and wouldn’t judge her for that.

Granted, she smiled to herself, teaching Business Communications and Introduction to Mechanical Engineering courses at a community college in the unlikely named central-Washington town of Republic City was a criminal waste of her talents.

But at least she was free.

A bizarre sight awaited Asami as she stepped off the escalator leading to the pick-up and drop-off area. A sixteen-year-old girl held a sign over her head with Asami’s name on it, dancing to whatever song was playing on her iPod. The girl had dark brown-hair with dark-purple forelocks framing her elf-like face. She wore a rainbow bracelet, R2-D2 earrings, jeans, and a black tee-shirt that read, “Tell your mom thanks for breakfast.” Other people around gave the girl strange looks and a wide berth.

“Hi, I’m Asami,” Asami greeted, smiling and extending her hand as she approached. “You must be Ikki. It’s lovely to finally meet you.”

Ikki’s eyes widened as she looked up at Asami and removed her ear buds.

“Oh my god, you’re so pretty!” she squealed, rushing past Asami’s hand to hug her. Asami frowned and awkwardly patted Ikki’s back.

“Thanks. I’m… glad you think so…” Asami trailed off, looking down at Ikki’s head pressed against her shoulder.

“Will you be Korra’s girlfriend?” Ikki blurted, looking up at her.

“What?” Asami frowned again.

“Will you please be Korra’s girlfriend?” Ikki begged, stepping back and looking genuinely panicked that Asami might say no. She took Asami’s right hand in both of hers and looked up pleadingly. “Korra, your new roommate—I think my dad, Tenzin, told you about her—she’s getting us coffee right now. I really, really, think you should be her new girlfriend. She’s so pretty and nice and amazing and you’re pretty and nice and amazing, too. She’s my best friend ever, and I love her so much, and I really want her to find a girlfriend who’s as amazing and pretty as she is. So please will you be her girlfriend?”

“Well, I haven’t even met Korra yet, so it’s hard to say,” Asami answered, trying to placate her. “But since Korra and I will be living together, I’m sure I’ll have plenty of chances to get to know her better. We’ll see how things develop, alright?”

“Well, okay, but please, please consider it,” Ikki urged. She grabbed Asami’s right hand and dragged her across the terminal. “Korra went this way to get our coffee. Let’s go find her so you can fall in love at first sight and play videogames together and fall asleep on the couch and get married and make out in the hot tub and–and oh my god,” she turned around excitedly, walking backward and pulling Asami with her. “Just think of how cute your babies will be!”

Asami wasn’t sure whether or not to laugh. “Um, if we’re both girls we can’t exactly—”

“No, false,” Ikki insisted, turning back around. “They are working on that technology!”

“If you say so,” Asami chuckled in spite of herself at Ikki’s determination. A few passersby gave them puzzled looks. Asami didn’t really blame them.

“There’s my trusty sidekick!” Ikki declared as they neared the airport’s cute little cabin-themed coffeehouse. “See, that’s Korra,” she pointed to a woman around Asami’s age, leaving the coffee place with a recyclable drinks tray. “Isn’t she pretty?” Ikki whispered loudly to Asami. “Did ya fall in love yet? Huh? Are ya ready to show Korra the magic of romance?”

Asami had to admit that Korra was kind of hot. Athletic and fairly muscular, she wore a light-blue tank top and dark-blue work jeans with a Seattle Mariners baseball cap over short, dark hair.

“What’s that about the ‘magic of romance’?” Korra asked as she walked up, extending her free hand. “Hey, I’m Korra,” she greeted. “You must be Asami.”

“Lovely to meet you,” Asami smiled, releasing Ikki’s hand to accept Korra’s. “This little one’s been really selling you up for the last few minutes.”

“Isn’t she pretty, Korra?” Ikki insisted as Korra handed out drinks. Ikki had what looked like either a raspberry or cherry Italian soda while Korra’s latté smelled of caramel. “You two should totally be girlfriends and get married!” Ikki gushed.

Asami somehow managed not to choke on her latté.

“Ikki!” Korra scolded, frowning.

“It’s alright,” Asami assured her. “I’m sure Ikki tries to set you up with every pretty girl you meet.”

“Actually, no, this isn’t like her,” Korra said, scowling thoughtfully at her young friend. “Normally she’s super critical of anyone I take an interest in.”

“That’s because none of them were Asami!” Ikki insisted. “I mean, look at her.” She gestured to Asami with both hands, glaring as if Korra was the most clueless person on Earth.

“I mean, I suppose she has a point,” Asami added, mostly to cut through the awkwardness.

“Yeah,” Korra admitted, scratching at the back of her head. “You are super pretty.”

“Thanks, so are you,” Asami smiled back. She learned in that moment that Korra had a very lovely blush.

“Yes! Oh, my god, you two are so freaking cute!” Ikki squeaked.

“We should probably go get the rest of your luggage,” Korra suggested, still looking sheepish. “Luggage pickup is this way.”

“Lead on,” Asami smiled, rather enjoying watching Korra’s back.

“Those two matching dark-grey suitcases,” Asami pointed them out on the turntable when they arrived at pickup minutes later.

“Got ‘em,” Korra assured her, stepping over and picking up one in each hand. “Oh, these aren’t as heavy as I’d expected,” she frowned, sounding disappointed at how easily lifted them off the conveyor.

“Hehe, can’t show off as well that way?” Ikki asked, smirking bigger. “Not as much of a gun show as you were expecting.”

“I only needed clothes for two or three days until the movers bring the rest of my stuff,” Asami assured them. “Tenzin said you had an air mattress I could use until my bed gets here.”

“Yeah, it’s already set up in the living room, but we can move it, easily,” Korra said, leading the way through the automatic doors.

“We had Opal and Jinora over to watch all of the Toy Story movies the other night,” Ikki explained, skipping through the doors behind Korra. “Oh, I know! We should totally have them over again next weekend, but with Asami. And we can move the couch and recliners together and use some blankets to make a fort. And we can make popcorn and brownies and cocoa. And we can watch Return of the Jedi or Return of the King or maybe have a Mario Kart tournament instead! Or we can—”

“Alright, I get it, loquacious one,” Korra laughed.

“Does… Ikki live there, too?” Asami frowned as she followed them into the parking garage.

Korra laughed again. “It almost seems that way, sometimes,” she agreed. “It’s about a ten-minute walk and a four-minute bike ride from our place to her family’s. She comes over regularly and tries to stay the night every chance she gets.”

“You’re way cooler than my sister and brothers,” Ikki shrugged, skipping to a halt beside a navy-blue ’67 Mustang Hardtop. “Shotgun!” she hollered, running around to the passenger door and trying to open it despite it being locked. “Open the door, Korra!”

“I’ll get right on that,” Korra answered, setting down one suitcase. She held her keys up and made a passable imitation of a keyless-entry noise while pushing the nonexistent unlock button.

“Still didn’t work,” Ikki informed her, still fiddling with the door handle.

Asami chuckled as Korra shook her head and unlocked the trunk on the Mustang. The trunk honestly looked too small for her suitcases, but Korra fit both in without issue. The Mustang intrigued Asami. It was in good condition, but not perfect condition—a few minor scratches and dents and a paint job that was at least twenty years old. It was a six-speed manual transmission as well, and Asami was pretty sure she remembered the base-model ‘60’s Mustangs all having automatics. And the stereo with CD player and MP3 hookup definitely wasn’t original.

“Sweet ride,” she commented as Korra shut the trunk.

“Thanks, though it’s technically my dad’s,” Korra said, leaning against the bumper. “Grandpa had one just like it back when Dad was a kid. Dad was about seventeen when my uncle wrecked it—lost control on an icy road and wrapped it around a power pole. Uncle was fine, but I guess losing that car broke Grandpa’s heart more than he let on. Dad bought and fixed up this one for Grandpa for his sixtieth birthday, then inherited it back when Grandpa died a few years later. I drive it now because Dad’s too tall to fit comfortably in the driver’s seat.”

“Hey!” an impatient voice piped up before Asami could reply. “You gonna unlock this or not?”

Korra chuckled and shook her head again as she circled to the passenger side. “You’re in the back, Ikki,” Korra told her as she opened the door. “I don’t care that you called ‘shotgun.’”

“Ugh, but there’s no leg room back there,” Ikki protested.

“Exactly, and Asami’s got a lot more leg to find room for,” Korra pointed out.

Ikki turned and looked at Asami’s knee-length skirt. “Yeah, fair point,” Ikki decided, turning back to Korra. “But I’m only doing this because I believe in the preservation of rare and priceless works of art,” she added as she climbed in the back seat.

“Set this in the seat beside you, Ikki?” Asami asked, handing her carry-on bag back behind the seat.

“Got it,” Ikki said, taking the bag. She made a show of buckling a seatbelt around it.

“Oh, thanks,” Asami raised her brows as Korra extended a hand to help her into the car. “What a gentlewoman.” The seats weren’t as comfortable as Asami was used to, but there was a ruggedness to the old Mustang that she found appealing.

“What kinds of music do you like, Asami?” Korra asked, sitting in the driver’s seat and plugging her smart phone into the MP3 hookup.

“Most kinds,” Asami shrugged. “I’ve got songs and artists I like and don’t like in most genres.”

“Here,” Korra offered, handing Asami the smart phone. “I’ve got a couple-dozen playlists, so take your pick.”

Asami skimmed the playlist titles as Korra started the car and backed out of her parking spot. Korra indeed had a diverse set of playlists. One was labeled “Celtic Rock,” another “Outlaw Country,” another for “Classic Rock,” and another for “Gaming Soundtracks.” Other lists were titled after activities, such as “Roadtrip Tunes” or “Workout Tunes” or “Reading Music.” Yet others were named after people she knew, such as “Dad Tunes,” “Bolin Jams,” or “Ikki Songs.”

“Do I dare ask what ‘Ikki Songs’ consists of?” Asami asked, largely to get to know her two new friends better.

“Oh, yeah!” Ikki insisted. “We totally have to play my list!”

“It’s about a two-and-a-half-hour drive,” Korra admitted. “So there’s time to play a decent chunk of it.”

“What kind of songs are on it?” Asami asked while Korra pulled out of the parking garage.

“Love songs, mostly,” Korra shrugged, “and from lots of different genres.”

“But there’s a theme to them,” Ikki said. “See if you can guess what it is. And you have to sing along to all the ones you know. It’s the rules.”

“Alright, I’ll try it,” Asami decided, pressing the playlist.

The first song was the Monkees’ “I’m a Believer.” Though she knew most of the words, Asami just listened to Ikki and Korra belt out the lyrics. Korra in particular had kind of a pleasant singing voice, and both of them bobbed their heads about as they sang.

The next song was Eric Clapton’s “Wonderful Tonight,” followed by Garth Brooks’s “That Summer.” Asami continued to just listen as she pondered what theme they had in common. Her first clue came during Janis Joplin’s rendition of “Me and Bobby McGee,” when Ikki and Korra both sang “I let her slip away,” instead of him. Asami felt her lip twist as she pondered the implications.

The next song was “The Star of the County Down,” by an Irish folk band Asami wasn’t familiar with. But during Chris Ledoux’s “Look at You, Girl,” she noted a change in the lyrics again during the chorus when both her new friends sang “I’m an ordinary gal” instead of “ordinary man.”

Asami laughed as she realized Ikki and Korra weren’t actually singing the songs themselves, they were singing lesbian covers of the songs. She didn’t know the words to Sinatra’s “You Make Me Feel so Young,” but the next song on the list was Neil Diamond’s “Girl, You’ll be a Woman Soon.”

Grinning and taking a chance, Asami joined in the song, belting the lyrics with them. When the song got to the line “He’s not your kind,” she replaced “he” with “she” right on cue. Ikki cheered, and Korra laughed and gave Asami a quick high-five.

The stories these songs told became so much more fun and interesting when sung this way, Asami decided. When Brad Paisley’s “Mud on the Tires” came on, Asami laughed, visualizing two lesbian cowgirls bouncing around in a new Chevy 4X4. Dean Martin’s “Standin’ on the Corner” became a story of a shy girl fantasizing about the pretty girls she saw walking about. Ray Kennedy’s “What a Way to Go” was instead about a humorous, self-deprecating butch sitting in a bar, laughing about her failed romances.

And Jennifer Saunders’s cover of “I Need a Hero” became the more fun—if slightly awkward to sing—“I Need a Heroine.” Instead of a “streetwise Hercules” it was a “streetwise Amazon” fighting the rising odds, and a super-girl sweeping her off her feet.

Asami spent most of the drive laughing or singing along to the songs that she knew. It was such a silly, geeky little game, and she wondered how Korra and Ikki came up with the idea. Asami honestly couldn’t recall when she’d ever had more fun hanging out with two other girls.

She decided that she really liked these two weirdos.

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