#yes I called Alexis a bitch

[dizzy-n-busy]

★ CARNE DE VACA ★

Carne de Vaca means Beef (direct translation being 'meat of the cow) - Alexis and Darlin' have beef lmao

{cws: insulting, vague threatening, aggressive body language but no actual violence, intrusive thoughts and basically how I imagined Darlin' goin abt it!!}

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Darlin' wanted to ignore her.

Hell, Darlin' had to ignore her if they didn't wanna get put on a hit list. But the roadkill of a woman all but ran up to them just to talk shit.

At first they just looked away from her, crossed arms making them burn crescents into their sides; denting their newly tailored suit, which pissed them off more given how it was a gift from David.

Yet it was difficult to stop with her nauseating scent infiltrating Darlin's senses - like they were getting waterboarded in rubbing alcohol - and her lack of personal space with them.

She should've been at least 6 feet away from them, not 6 inches where Darlin' could almost feel the stagnant metallic blood permeating from her mouth; then again Alexis has a bad track record of respecting boundaries.

Darlin' glanced at her when evaluating this big ass place, mostly wanting to see if their pack had made it already. Alexis was nothing more than an irrelevant face amongst the snobbish ones in attendance.

" What are you all quiet for? I saw you glaring at me like a stupid little child in time-out. "

Liar.

Alexis laughs dryly, leaning in closer which automatically repelled them to move away; worried that if she got any closer they might actually hit her out of instinct.

" You look like a car wreck, everyone here has looked you - " Darlin' side eyes her, mouth curling back into a snarl, " you're nothing special. " willfully not tacking on the bitch that crawled at the back of their throat.

" Is the little outcast still pissed that I got Sammy first? " She pouts in false sympathy. Darlin' barks a laugh, smirking down at her and baring their teeth.

" No reason to be when I have his fine ass lovin' on me 24/7 now. " Their eyes glimmer with spite, " can't say the same for you. "

Alexis' eyes darken and her smile wavers a bit; pride pushes Darlin's chest out.

" I wonder how long that'll last, given your age and all. " She recouperates herself quicker than expected, " only so much time before I'm the only one left for him, when I can finally get my hands on him again. "

Alexis relishes in the growl that almost bubbles past Darlin's throat; their smile having dropped and hands fixing around their biceps, picturing the muscles under their palms as her neck.

" Like I'd ever fucking let you, you raggedy ann ass bitch. " The hatred uncurls in their stomach making them loom over Alexis, fully facing her and practically cornering her - hands flexing tighter around their arms to satiate the urge to wring her neck.

" you better shut it, mutt - don't want him getting mad at you now do you? " Despite being completely incapsulated in Darlin's shadow, Alexis smiled up at them and they had to give it their all to not jump her and beat her face into the polished floors.

But every word she spoke pissed Darlin' off, it was like she - Darlin' pauses, and thinks - like she's intentionally trying to provoke them.

The realization makes them drop the hostility; slumping their shoulders and leaning back, face falling neutral. They should know by now when their getting tested.

Alexis was smug, only confirming their assumptions. They decided to put a leash on their physical reactions, internal ones are fair game so long as there's no telepaths.

What I wouldn't give to put this bitch in her place, Darlin' thinks while relaxing back into their spot against a wall, to have my shifted teeth against her turning marks.

To feel the rippling of her scream from her esophagus onto my tongue.

The thought of her hurting Sam made their thoughts run wild, the ones that Darlin' was normally ashamed of - the ones that they wouldn't think of doing to anyone.

But this was an exception.

She was an exception.

...sometimes.

Darlin' feels guilt trying to knaw at their bones, tearing at their muscles and clawing at their skin. Sam being upset or disappointed in them flashed in their eyes and it made them sick.

Alexis kept talking; Darlin' had seen her mouth moving but they couldn't hear her, not pass their conflicted thoughts.

Just smash her face into the food table - shut up and behave, we're not like that anymore.

Darlin's sigh reels them back into reality, back to the woman's mind numbing voice that made them wish they could mute her.

Just ignore her.

Their eyes search for their cowboy, wondering how long until they get their damn ice cream.

It's just a little beef.

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[anonymousredactedconfessions]

So ALEXIS. Before I start, I get that when you really like something, criticism can sometimes feel like a personal attack. But, come on. It is audio roleplay my love. You'll survive. Just because someone critiques Erik does not mean the world is going to end. It is how art develops. Through critique, not yes-men.

I have no opinion on her tbh. She's just kinda there. But I've seen so much hate about whether someone is an 'Alexis supporter/ apologist' or not, and equating that to supporting rapists. Hello? Are we on planet earth right now?

1. I'm not massive into the Solaire plot but I'm sure as hell she didn't do that and 2. People interpret characters in different ways. Alexis isn't super developed. There's room for growth there. But people get so hateful and vindictive over someone doing something as small as saying 'Alexis redemption arc?' or writing a fic about her that isn't calling her a stupid bitch (because daddy Sam hates her, which is understandable, but christ). Are stories just endless fluff, all filler no plot to you people? You're boring as hell if so. Yes, so fun. Everyone has clearly defined morality with no nuance or opportunity for change. Yay! Don't interpret the medium!! Media literacy!!!

Alexis has a weird double standard around her too. If unconsensual turnings are meant to be a sexual assault allegory (which is so fucking badly handled if so), then where is this energy for William? Or Fred, even? Hell, or Sam, who let Fred turn Bright without their consent? Ik Sam outright said no to Alexis, but to say it's different is to say that Bright and Vincent don't count, basically because they grew to 'like it'. See where the allegory becomes very problematic, very fast? It would also imply that Sam, in this case an allegory of a sexual assault survivor, watched another person get sexually assaulted in front of him and did nothing. Hm. Let's not use that argument perhaps.

Also, I think it's very likely she just panicked. Honestly, who the fuck is calm and rational after a CAR ACCIDENT? Still an immensely fucked up thing to do. And, idk cause I've obviously never been in that situation, but I think a lot of us would've done what she did if we saw someone we loved mangled and dying in front of us and we had the power she had to save them. Is it moral in any way? Absolutely not. She didn't listen to him and that's obviously terrible. Yet, it's remarkably human. But no, Alexis is a stupid bitch. You support her?Kys. Delightful guys.

She's a prick, sure. Clearly not a great person. Yet you still simp over people like Vega? You know damn well he would've wiped Caelum's tiny ass of the map if Gavin and Freelancer didn't intervene. Different standards again. Or Blake?

I just think you all need to chill. She's alr, I guess, and entertaining when she's on screen. Just calm down and go touch grass. She's not real.

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My Reaction To The Monarchal Summit (Spoilers)

- PORTER IS AN ABSOLUTE ASSHOLE OMG (here I though we would get to see him and treasure interact again 😔)

- VINCENT WAS BEING SO NICE ABOUT IT TOO 😭

- CHRISTOPHER YOU BITCH SHUT UP

- Leave Vinny alone he is stressed enough 😭

- OF COURSE HE'S FRIENDS WITH ALEXIS

- OMG DARLIN AND ALEXIS FINALLY MEET

- BRUH NOT THE TURNING COMMENTS

- THE FIGHT COMMENT ?? HELLO ??

- HAHA NOT ALEXIS BEING CALLED THE FAMILY DISAPOINTMENT 💀

- OKAY PORTER IS AN ASSHOLE, BUT AT LEAST HE HELPS

- Side note: I like how it's obvious that Darlin still struggles with their anger and lashing out, I feel like it gives them depth.

- Porter can track people, cool :D

- Aaaand Sam and Darlin are after Alexis, fun 😀

- Oof not the Solaire House being called dysfunctional 💀

- Also, Now Quinn has friends???? 😭

- I love the reputation of the pack omg

- “Roll around with dogs” “big bad wolf” Bruuuh

- Protective Milo >>>>>>

- Also not Porter zeroing in on Sweetheart 💀

- Closeknit AND the inversion ????

- THE HOUSE OF BENNETT THEY WERE THE MEAN ONES

- UGH PORTER IS SO FUSTRATING HE IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE BUT LIKE UGH

- ASH IN HIS BETA TITLE OMG

- YES INVESTIGATOR SWEETHEART

- “…To tell the ✨️bitch to shove it ✨️”

- OMG PORTER TRYING TO FIGHT AS A DISTRACTION

- AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

- ALEXANDER DIED ?????!?!? WHAT ??? BRO ???

[washa]

I listened to The Summit audio and here’s my favourite personal comments/thoughts! (IM STILL IN SHOCK WHAT TEH FUCK)

HELP OF COURSE ASHER LOST A FUCKING SHOE 

David’s gonna whip your ass Ash 

WHY ARE WE ROASTING ASHER SO BAD

Milo being a fashionista cannon

“Good thing belts don't correlate to height.” DAVID

Ash, Baabe, get a fucking room 

Sweetheart i’m crying please give a man some dress socks

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Vincent sounds so anxious

AWH NO WILL COME ON MAN NOT THE ASSISTANT 

Vincent baby… 😕

“I can't control how people are acting but I can control how I react.” PREACHHH VINCENT 

Mhm run past me. OOH MUSIC FUCK YES, THE DRACULA MUSIC I LOVE IT 🙏

Surprise??? He’s spoiling Lovely so bad

I'M SCARED IS IT GONNA JUMP AT ME LIKE THOSE PLASTIC SPIDERS

A CROWN?? NO NO NO THAT’S SO FUCKING SWEET 

THE SAME CRAFTSMAN AND EVERYTHING I CANNOT DO THIS😭

Wait, does Sam have a crown too?? Like being a duke

HE CALLED US BABY I CANNOT 

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Shit these sound effects are FIRE

Yo Sam wassup my guy.

Oh Porter. Hi dear ☹️

Sam is literally the opposite of me I love small talk and big events lmfao 

“Good people” He’s so salty lmfao

There’s no way Darlin’ isn’t smoking hot rn

AY ICE CREAM TUBS, Mint chocolate chip for the win 🙌

I imagine them going hand in hand, like elbows connected.

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Porter being a smooth bitch. (as usual)

Vincent is surprisingly kind abt this, well as nice as he can

IS TREASURE NOT HERE?? DID PORTER GASLIGHT ALL OF US.. 😰

That went well. Lovely calm your boyfriend before he pulls out his hair

Nah let like Sam punch him it’s funnier.

Are these other vamps that bad oh my god 

Ooh business deals?? Yes make that moolah.

Eccentric?? Tf you mean eccentric. I don’t think David can handle more eccentric people in his life.

HELP NOT ASH PICKING UP ON VINCENT (unrelated but can we just acknowledge how emotionally mature and smart Asher is?)

WHAT DID ASH DO?? TEAR DOWN A WALL???

Oh god Bennetts?? They sound pleasant.

Wait wait, House of Baz were allies, and but every word out of Deon's mouth was to diss William??? WHAT TYPE OF SHITTY ALLIES

I want those two to die, for all of their house to run into the sun. 

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ALEXIS HOLY SHIT AH

Latest conquest?? Come here let me rip you up 

JESUS WHAT THE FUCK ALEXIS?? SORRY I'M NOT IMMORTAL GOD DAMN.

I don’t wanna fight you lex. YOU GROW UP?? PETTINESS IS CHILDISH.

You selfish little bitch. I’M GONNA BITE HER URGHSHSHGY

Porter thank FUCK YOU'RE HERE

YES YES YES PORTER OH MY GOD GO PORTER, Thank you Porter 😭

Alexis can suck my dick. 

“Like a proper family” That's an interesting view on what your idea of a loving family is Porter.

Sammy BOY??? HELP IM CACKLING

Surprisingly Porter is in the right here. 

WOAH SHOWDOWN SHOWDOWN WOO 

WAS PORTER JUST LEFT THERE

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Oh god what fucking now, i cannot DEAL with anymore self centred fuckers.

Is he warning us? What’s happening.

OH MY GOD ADAM I FORGOT ABT HIM. 

Ykw he’s got a point here, a REALLY good point. CONSIDERING THE HOUSE OF BAZ THING.

ALEXIS SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR WRINKLED SQUEZZED GRAPE ASS LIFE

Sam :((( yes Sam you deserve that.

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Asher and Milo bring up the mood woop woop 

HOLY SHIT JUMPSCARE

Good lord Porter has a bad rep already w them

Investor gadget woop woop, investor gadget bam bam bam bam go gadget go bup bam bam bam badum badump.

?? CLOSEKNIT?? GOD DAMMIT FUCK CAN WE GO ONE VIDEO WITHOUT REFERENCING THEM

Milo clamp your jaw for a sec

OH MY GOD THE BENNETTS SUPPLIED CLOSEKNIT??

PORTER YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD THANK YOOU FOR THE LORE DROP. 

Wait wait we’re doing it now? OH GOD WE’RE GONNA INVESTIGATE NOW AT THE SUMMIT.

Sam said a lot of things..

WAIT NO ONE ELSE BUT DAVID KNOWS WHAT MILO DID?? Even after 2 years??

No Sweetheart think abt this please what if ya get caught.

GO BETA GO BETA FUCK IT UP WOOAHH (i’m sorry i'm so stressed.)

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You should’ve punched her Sam, you should’ve.

Sam and Darlin’ needed better taste in vamps ffs 

Sam therapy time 😇🥳 (as required in every Sam video)

YES SAM STAND UP FOR YOURSELF 

God Sam and Darlin’ are so fucking sweet URGDHAKDA

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Is Angel stuck talking there or??

Imagine talking to someone for like 15 minutes and come back to find your friends stalking a head of the house. David needs a panadol for the headache coming up.

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OOH ARE WE EAVESDROPPING.

Well nobody wants to join a cult tbh, like that’s so suspicious.

This is a surprisingly civil argument, i was expecting someone getting thrown through a wall

UH OH WE ALMOST GOT CAUGHT??

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WHY ARE THEY FIGHTING WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

What’s up w the king

HUH HE’S DEAD????? WHEN I SAID I WANTED HIM DEAD I DIDN'T MEAN ACTUALLY DEAD.

TAH’S IT TAHT ITS WAHTD THE FUCK? DID SWEETHEART KILL HIM? DID CHRIS DO IT HOW DID ALEXIS KNOW, IS THAT WHY PORTER PICKED A FIGHT??? TO CREATE A DISTRACTION?? 

So no ice cream?? 💔

[frog-0n-a-l0g]

SUMMIT PT 222222222222 THOUGHTS

So ea spoilers

As I go

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Porters cryptic as shit

WILLIAM ORDERD HIM WE FUCKING KNEW IT

I FUCKING KNEW IT HE WAS GIVING VIN AN ALABI TOOOOOO

Porters going up in the ranks

Omg alexys stop being a bitch

This is a game of fucking clue

Omg vin said it’s clue too

Relax??? RELAX???

SWEETHEARTTT FUCK YEAA THEYRE ALIVE

OH SHIT THEY SAW WHO DID IT

Did they?? Pls tell me they did

Of fuck davidddd

Babes gon get snatched

it wasn’t sh???

FUCK THEY DIDNT SEE

Porter at that. That one lil thing? He ate that

Omfg David and Porter duke it outtttt

Hah duke ehh ehh? ^

Milo’s mate was in the room where it happened~

NAHHHH ASH DONT KILL HIM YET

That was hot ngl…

Ok so Porter is an ally???

What the fuck is w these wars

Ok but his government take is so real tho

Ok ash he is obvi being truthful

Even when he did tell the truth they didn’t believe him bc of what Sam and Vince had been saying abt Porter. Him giving them an in was a good thing and they were phase clocked so no one should no and they can make their aura almost undetectable so they would’ve been fine babes. Ash needs to look for answers elsewhere

HE CAUSED THE COMOTION??? So then he knew he would die???

Don’t call the department right fucking now. Omg they gon call the opps

Oh yea I forgot they had vampiric discretion

The motherfucking omg the house of vas

Omfg the racism and the wolf is right there???

Also she says she “wouldn’t even get to enjoy the second half” like if she wasn’t the arbiter she would’ve been just fine w him dying. Kinda sis ngl

Also why are they not freaking out

Omg the shit is pointing to solair. Porter looking real sus. He def had a part in the murder but I don’t think he did it. Ok so alexys found him after he had already been dead for a minute so what the fuck was the prince doing??? Living his best life while his king was just killed in front of him??? Nah he’s on the suspect list

These theories bouta go crazy I swear

Only 14 mins in🙄

Not the beheading

Omg the prince is saying show respect but he was just saying he hoped he died??? Nahhh💀 me fr tho

Ok I believe alexys tho

Ok so Porter was out. So only Chris and the king was in there. He had been dead for a minute. That’s super fucking sus. But was was the force? Then he wanted alexys in there?

Yea where the fuck is will

He said he stepped out but sh said there was a force that knocked them BOTH back. Meaning they were both in the room. So that’s a fucking lie

Either that house is that fucking big that the porch is that far away from the room which I don’t think so cause he could’ve just zipped though. But I mean I could get if he was being courteous by walking and it’s a mansion. But the push still isn’t coming into play. I can’t remember if that was the distraction or just what happend. I’m leaning towards the latter

She told “her fellow progeny” which is also the host of the event, a part of her clan, and he would def need to know abt that. And why would she talk to anyone else? Just in small talk, “oh yea I just saw the kings dead body time for a stroll” bitch?

Literally everyone also thinks it’s weird that will isn’t there

Also he’s halfway across the country? Tf is he

He prob did order the death

Also yes fam is w fam in this type of thing

THAT WAS IN DEFENSE BITCH HE KIDNAPPED AND ASSULTED AND ALMOST KILLED HIS PARTNER YOU BITCH

Also everyone hated Adam so fuck off

See Porter is eating

See they’ve all killed someone so quiet

Prodigal son??? Fuck that mean?

“My kings death is not a joke” “no but you’re acting like one” PREACHHHH POP OFF PORTER🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

See?? No one can verify where the king was. The fight was witnessed and took place slightly after the fight bc of Alexys’s timeline and we don’t know where he was before that. Fucking w the distraction?? Nope that was before it. Where was he during?

Ok she said as soon as they’re killed that changes ALOT.

So I thought the prince used the distraction to kill the king and sh popped out right after that but the distraction was a noise. So in that case they would think they could get caught talking abt closeknit and if they were caught talking why wouldn’t he get caught killing? And wtf was the force????

If he had stepped out maybe the person who used the force killed him bc they said it was powerful magic. It was sh who said they used force right?? Cause if I’m remembering this wrong then shits abt to get wicked

Bitch this ain’t abt you idc abt ur enjoyment

Porter is eating rn

Omg he’s the king now

WHO WAS THAT? SHO FOUND WHAT? IS HE TALKING TO THE HOUSE OF VAS?

Ok he was

Are we just not gon acknowledge her leaving

Yea he makes sense but then again will AND Adam killed their makers sooooooo

Ok more to the story

Demon blood?

Ok so he COULDVE overpowered him bc it’s poisonous. The beheading could’ve been done like that

He didn’t debilitated??

PUP??

Ok so it would be an equalizer so he could kill him if he just stabbed him rq

Bitch ur not even the one who’s explaining it it’s Sam that’s helping shut up

OMG OMG CONECTION TIME

So the king wanted to stop funding closeknit and the prince was like dude wtf. It they are so close w close knit we know that they have a demon there, scorpius. What if Chris told them the situation and said that if he was dead they would still get more funding and since scorpius don’t have a choice, gave him his blood, making him able to kill the king with it!! I’m so fucking smart

Ok so he would need to access the demon easily which would make sense w my theory

THE PRINCEEEEE

SEE THIS IS WHAT IM SAYING SHES AGREEING W MEEE

Yes they have omfg

Yes but you wanted to continue paying for them

There is merit they literally have shades and a demon and a kidnapped human Blake is running this shit show. WAIT I JUST REALIZED THAT THEY HAD THE SHADE BC THEY STARTED THE INVERSION. I feel dumb now but HOLY FUCK

Propaganda??? Milo preach🙏🏻🙏🏻

DOG? DOG???

A FUCKING LEASHHH???

MILO BEAT HIS FUCKING ASSSSSSS

THE RASICM

Your former kings taste can reflect on your veiws and motives so yea it do

NO NOT FAIR ENOUGH

SEEE they didn’t even trace sh

Uh huhhhhhhh

See that’s fucking dumb

Everything points to Chris tho.

OK BUT THE PANIC BIT he DID plan but the comotion scared him right? He knew he only had a certain time frame to do it so he killed him and left quickly before people could come check out the comotion and lose his chance. Making him kill him quickly, hurry out and having no time to clear his aura and forgetting the knife in his panic

SEE THIS SHIT POINTS TO HIM

Both. You are both

SEE PORTER AGREES AHA

EVERYTHING POINTS TO HIMMMM

it is not you’re deflecting

Now. It’s now.

CHRIS IS CONVICTED

WHAT

INFRONT OF EVERYONE??? ON THE FUCKING FLOOR??? THEY FUCKING BEHEADED HIM???

Welp. Lovely trauma time😊 time for Adam flashbacks

Omg they’re so chill?

Well he’s dead either way so omg.

They lost the game? WAIT IF WILL SAYS HE THINKS OF IT AS A GAME OMG.

Omg they made me lose the game too

David is right fr

Ain’t that the truth

Oh my fuck

Wait where we going??

Well im fucking planning on it

WAIT IS THE MURDERS A REGULAR OCCURRENCE??

That makes his “lost the game” quote hit harder

WITH LICK IT WONT BE THE LAST??

TF YOU MEAN YOUL KILL HIM YOURSELF BSFFR

Oh my fucking god

Porter idk if this is a good timeeeeee

Ok but he sounds sweet tho

WHAT

PART THREE????

MOTHER FUCKING FUCK WHATTTT?

Well atleast we got some answers and sh ain’t dead. But then again lovely prob got some ptsd rn what’s David gon do. What’s Porter gon explain?????? UGHHHHHH

Fuck

[clumsiestgiantess]

It’s story time once again! I can finally release this AU for the other-world universe, the Roommates AU!

This time, Alexis and Erica live in the same world — the same apartment! They're even the same size! But not for long…

————— Alexis POV —————

Erica had told me she was finally breaking up with John at least three or four days ago, so why did I find him in our apartment, rummaging around though our stuff like he’d lost something?  I’d just come home from work to find Erica’s supposed ex-boyfriend in our living room.  Stranger still, Erica herself was nowhere to be seen.  She wouldn’t leave him alone here — not in a million years.

"What are you doing?" I asked him demandingly.  John shot up from the floor in surprise, nearly slamming his head on the coffee table he’d been looking under.  What could he possibly be searching for?  Something to blackmail Erica with again?  I told her to cut him off the last time he’d pulled some stupid shit like that.  Or maybe.. had Erica stolen something of his to get revenge?  I have to admit, that is something she would do. 

"I left one of my uh.. things in here," he responded absentmindedly, gaze still sweeping the floor.  "Your fucking bitch of a roommate just left me out of the blue, and won’t let me even see her anymore, so I'm trying to get it back."  I glared at John as he returned to his search.  I know she’s far from the best, but Erica still seems like a pretty decent person to me. 

"Did you break in? How did you get in here?" I pressed. He shrugged, distracted.  "I have a spare key."  Indeed he did.  It was sitting on the counter in the kitchen.  Stepping further into my apartment, I snatched it up and stormed back over to the door.  "Alright, enough searching.  Whatever Erica stole from you I'll make her give it back.  But you need to get out now."  John huffed, "I'm not leaving until I find it!"  "Yes, you are," I shot back, "Or I'm calling the cops."  This muffed him a bit.  He slowly stood up and gave me a nasty look as he slid out the door.  "Fine.  She's stuck like that anyways," John grumbled, "Have fun dealing with Erica.  She's your problem now."  He slunk off down the hall, disappearing into the elevator. 

Once he was gone, I let out a breath of relief.  I've never met John before — Erica had only told me stories — but he was one sketchy dude.  Who knows how Erica had even fallen for him in the first place.

After bolting the door up tight, I sighed and put down my things.  Erica isn’t home; I'm guessing she's off somewhere where she knows she can avoid John entirely.  I ordered takeout for dinner and ate in my room.  With midterms coming up, I have a lot of work to do.  Most likely, I'll be staying up all night to get everything done.  I drowned out the rest of the world for a while and got down to business, besides a few breaks in between.  

However, when I finally decided to call it quits for the night, I realized it was two o'clock in the morning.  Double-checking the living room and Erica's room, I found that she hadn't come back yet.  Where is she?  Hopefully John hadn't found her.  Something about his attitude suggested that he wouldn't be too understanding towards her if he did.  There was a soft early morning silence settling over everything, growing more empty as I sat in the living room in thought.  I was in the middle of an internal debate on whether I should go out and look for my missing roommate, when I heard a small noise break the silence.

For a while I convinced myself it was the AC or something similar, but as I strained my ears to listen, I realized the noise sounded like soft crying.  I stood in shock and the noise ceased.  It sounded like it was coming from behind the cabinet and the TV.  Maybe it was someone in the neighboring apartment.  Stepping forward quietly, I put one ear to the wall and listened intently.  No matter how I strained my ears to listen, the sound was gone.  My gaze fell downward in defeat — eyes tiredly glazing right over the thing lying on the floor.  I was halfway down the hall, getting ready to just call it a night and go to bed, when my brain finally seemed to process what I saw. 

I gasped, racing back over to the cabinet.  There, in the small space between the television stand and the floor, was a glue trap.  Something fairly large was stuck on it, lying down, most likely dead.  "What the hell is that?" I whispered, pushing back the stand slightly.

At my movements, the creature in the trap thrashed about, causing me to flinch backwards.  Oh hell no.  I'm not dealing with a giant rat.  I rushed to the kitchen and grabbed an empty moving box and some rubber cleaning gloves.  Inching carefully towards the trap, I picked it up at the very edge of the corner and quickly threw it into the box, slamming the top shut.  "Ha!  Gotcha!" I shouted, relieved I hadn't accidently freed the awful creature.  At the same time, a shriek rang out from the box.  Wow, who knew rats could scream like that?  

I held the top tightly closed, slipped on my sandals, and headed outside.  Taking the fire exit, which has no alarm, I stepped into the lot behind the apartment complex and quickly tossed the trap outside.  I'd almost retreated back through the door before I heard a desperate cry that stopped me dead in my tracks.  "Wait!  Please!  It's me!  It's Erica!  Don't throw me out!  Come back!"  I whirled around in the doorway.  Why did she sound so far away?  "Erica?" I called, "Is that you?  Where.. are you?"  "Yes!  Yes, it's me!  I'm right here!  I'm in the glue trap!"

She's.. what?  Slowly, I stepped over to the trap, which had landed rightside up on the pavement.  Upon closer inspection, the thing I'd thought was a rat at a distance in the early morning darkness seemed to be something else entirely.  I knelt in front of the glue trap, staring down in awe at the tiny form of my roommate stuck sideways to the trap's surface.  A knot formed in my stomach as I slowly lifted it to see her.  Erica lay looking fearfully up at me, struggling slightly in the glue that stuck fast to everything that touched the piece of plastic.  

"Woah," I breathed, "You..  You're tiny!"  Erica whimpered, "Please.  I don't know what happened to me, but I'm realy fucking scared.  I'm begging you, don't leave me out here!"  "A- Alright."  I could barely get that single word out, that’s how shocked and utterly confused I was.  Keeping the plastic plate as balanced as I could, I stood up and made my way back to our apartment in stunned silence.  Once I was inside, I placed the trap on top of the kitchen counter beside the sink.

What should I do with her?  I guess the first thing would be to get her out of all that glue, I answered myself.  Turning on the sink, I grabbed a hand soap dispenser and picked up the trap.  I didn’t have anything else to free her with, so water and soap would have to do.  Erica yelped in surprise as she was drenched in water from the kitchen sink.  "Hey!  What do you think you're doing?" she cried indignantly.  "I'm.. getting you out of there," I replied, brain working in slow motion.  "Now hold still." 

Lathering my hands with soap, I began scrubbing around the edges of Erica's tiny body.  She dealt with it for the most part, but once I started working near her head, she panicked.  I watched dumbfounded as Erica thrashed in the trap.  I guess I could've been a bit more considerate, but I was too mesmerized by a person so small that I didn't think twice about it.

After repeatedly dousing her in soap and water, I finally managed to peel Erica's squirming form off the plastic board.  She slid around in the soapy palm of my hand, trying to get out.  I tried to tighten my grip on her, but my hands were too slippery.  Erica fell out with a yelp into the half-full sink below.  The basin must be pool-size to her.  A few seconds passed and Erica had yet to come up for air.  That's when my brain finally caught up with the situation at hand, and I remembered a cheezy get-to-know-you game our friends made us play when we first moved in together.  One fact about Erica: she can't swim.

Immediately I reached into the sink, feeling around for her small body.  My brain had switched from half-dead to overreactive in less than a second. Moments later, my fingers brushed something warm and I hoisted it out.  I held Erica fearfully; she wasn't moving.  I was terrifyingly close to trying to perform CPR when she suddenly sprung back to life.  Erica coughed up water all over my hand, but I could care less so long as she was alive.  Slowly, she lifted her head to look up at me, wet hair plastered to the sides of her head, eyes wide with terror.  

"Don't kill me," she said weakly, shifting backwards in my hand.  "What?" I asked, confused.  "I'm not going to kill you.  Why would I do that?"  "I don't know!" she cried, "Why are you trying to kill me?  I-"  She paused to cough up a bit more water and I cringed.  "Aren't I your friend?  Is John making you do this to me?  To torture me?"  My mouth dropped slack.  'She's stuck like that anyways.  Have fun dealing with Erica.  She's your problem now.'  John did this to her?  How!?  Why!?  Oh my god, she was what he was looking for on the floor!  What was he planning to do to her?  Shrink her down and kidnap her?  Keep her like some kind of pet?  I shuddered, relieved Erica had managed to get away from him.  Thankfully I'd gotten home a bit early.  If I hadn't stopped him, he might have snuck away with her in his pocket and I never would've known.

Slowly, I lowered Erica down to the counter.  Her pathetic wet form inched backwards away from me as far as she dared, stopping a ways before the sheer drop of the opposite edge of it.  "I'm so sorry, Erica.  I- I forgot you couldn't swim.  I swear I'm not trying to kill you or hurt you or take advantage of you.  I just wanted to get you out of that trap, but I think I was too stunned.  It was like my brain was on autopilot. I just couldn’t process.. this."  

I paused, waiting for her to say something, but she didn't.  "Erica, what happened to you?  Did John do this somehow?"  My tiny roommate started shaking, tears rolled down her face.  She began to say something, but only a sob came from her mouth.  I watched sympathetically as she balled up on the counter, crying into her arms.  I let her be for a while, not wanting to upset her any further. 

The whole time she sobbed, I sat heavily on the couch in the connected living room, anxiously hoping I hadn’t frightened Erica too horribly.  As soon as she finished sobbing, I handed her a small piece of tissue.  Erica flinched away from me before noticing what I had and snatched it from my fingers.

Once she calmed down a bit, I pulled up a chair in front of the counter.  "Are you alright?"  "N- no.  But I guess I could be worse."  I nodded, thinking back to everything she must've been through.  Erica had to run and hide from her ex at a fraction of her size, got caught in a glue trap, I'd come and nearly left her outside, and now she'd almost drowned in the sink because of me.  Of course she’s scared of me.

"Erica."  She flinched and looked up at me with red-rimmed eyes.  "I meant what I said earlier.  I won't hurt you.  We are still friends, I promise."  "John shrank me," she whimpered.  "I know, Erica.  It's alright.  You'll be safe with me."  "But this won't last forever, right?  There has to be some way to lift this curse!"  John's parting words played through my head yet again.  She's stuck like that anyways.  "Yeah, I'm sure there's some magic-y thing we can do to reverse it," I said optimistically.  “He got you this way, so we can probably undo it the same way.”  "What happens until then?"  "I guess you'll have to stay in the apartment until you either grow back, or we find a way to lift the curse."

The room was dead silent for the longest time.  I almost fell asleep in my chair before Erica finally spoke again.  "I'm scared."  Tears crept at the edges of her voice.  "I don't want to be small forever."  "You won't be," I assured her.  Hesitantly, I lifted a hand towards her.  She stared warily at it, then me, but didn’t say anything.  I moved forward, letting the side of my hand rest on the counter beside her. In small careful movements, I curled her little tucked-up body against my palm with my fingers.  I wanted to hug her, but that was the closest thing I could offer.  Her breath hitched with sobs, but she leaned heavily against me, clinging to my palm.

After several long moments, Erica’s stomach growled hungrily, and I realized that she hadn't eaten dinner.  I ate my meal alone in my room earlier; Erica had already been shrunk for about an hour by then.  Scared, small, starving.. poor thing.  But she’s not just a ‘thing’, she’s my roommate — my friend.  It was insane to think about.  Erica, normally so strong and fearless, was suddenly a cowering mess with the removal of five feet of her height.  Though I guess I would be too in that situation.  “Here, I’ll get you something to eat,” I offered, gently sliding my hand away from her.  “What do you want for dinner?”  

Erica smiled slightly, grateful that despite everything, I still tried to treat her like nothing had changed.  I’d saved some leftovers from my meal for breakfast tomorrow, so I took them back out of the fridge and warmed it back up.  Her meal consisted of exactly four noodles and a small piece of chicken, yet she still hadn’t finished it.  Something about her tiny little bites of food made me smile.  It was so damn cute.  While she ate, Erica suddenly looked up and squinted at me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”  I quickly turned away, “I- No reason.”  She chuckled, finishing up her meal while I stepped away to get ready for bed.  Once I came back, I found Erica pacing back and forth on the counter.  “Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly, "Well, other than the obvious?”  “I can’t even get down from the counter, how am I going to get all the way to my bed?”  “I could take you there,” I offered, holding out my cupped hands on the countertop.  She looked them over dubiously.  “You’re not going to grab me again, are you?  That’s scary, you know.  I couldn’t stop you if you tried to hurt me again.”  “Erica, I’m not trying to hurt you.  I’ll keep my hands perfectly flat the whole time if that makes you feel better.”  “Ok,” she said decisively, slowly stepping up to my fingers.

Butterflies flitted through my stomach as Erica’s little form pressed into my hand.  Her small weight settled evenly in the center of my palms.  She glanced back at me nervously, head tilted all the way up to see me.  “Just please don’t drop me,” she begged quietly.  I could feel her fingers dig into my skin to steady herself while I carefully walked her through our apartment to her room.  I gently placed her down on one of her pillows and pulled a blanket up so she could get beneath it.  “Goodnight, Erica,” I called, heading towards the door.  “Alexis, wait!”  I turned in the doorway, looking back at her tiny body sitting squarely on a single pillow.  “Yes?”  “I.. umm..  I have to use the bathroom.”  My face grew hot.  “Oh, I’ll, uh.. I guess I’ll have to take you, huh?”  “Yeah..”

I awkwardly came back over to her bedside and let her step up into my hands.  We silently crossed the hall to the bathroom, where I stood hesitantly in the doorway.  “So.. how are we going to do this?”  Erica shifted in my hand.  “I.. Well..” she stammered, “I can’t use the toilet..  What if.. I use the sink instead?”  I placed her down on the counter and looked her over.  Her face was beet red in embarrassment.  I tore up a single square of toilet paper and placed it down next to her. “I’ll be outside the door.  Call me whenever you’re done and I’ll take you back to bed, alright?” 

Erica nodded, turning quickly away from me as she buried her face in her hands.  After a few minutes waiting by the bathroom door, I heard Erica yell for me.  She was standing at the bottom of the sink when I came in.  Again, I offered her my hands and she climbed back on.  Putting her back in bed a second time, I bid her goodnight and headed to bed myself.  Who knew what tomorrow would bring?  At the very least, Erica would be safe.

————— Erica POV —————

All night I tossed and turned in my bed.  I just couldn’t get any sleep.  Everything was dangerous to me at my new size, and if it wasn’t dangerous, it was embarrassing.  I had to be helped to the bathroom and carried around like a little kid!  It was fucking humiliating!  But it could’ve been so so much worse.  I didn’t want to even think about what might’ve happened if John had caught me. 

Thankfully my roommate, Alexis, had recognized my voice when she did.  It was terrifying to be in her grasp; her fingers could easily bear down on me at any moment to end my life, or just hold me down.  You’re friends, I reassured myself, she wouldn’t hurt you.  Even so, she almost drowned me, albeit by mistake.  I don’t like being so small; it makes me feel awful and vulnerable.  I hate that I have to be handled by Alexis all the time, consistently trusting her with my life.  However, I would probably be dead without her, so I guess I do trust her with it.

She kicked John out before he could get to me.  If he’d looked just a little further past the coffee table to the cabinet where the tv stood, he would’ve found me.  A frightened wheeze escaped my throat just thinking about it.  It must’ve been something in my drink.  The second I downed that shot glass I felt tingly.  One minute I was at my own height, the next I was staring up at the couch.  As I fled, John threatened me with awful stuff — from caging me up to harming me for every bad thing I said about him, and that was a lot of things.

Even if I’d managed to hide until he gave up — which was super unlikely — I would still be stuck in that glue trap, that I stumbled onto while trying to get away. I hadn’t called out to Alexis earlier because of that.  I didn’t know how she’d react if she found me, and I was stuck, unable to run away if things went south.  I’ve barely known Alexis for a year.  What if she was secretly awful and took advantage of my size?  Thankfully she isn’t.  She treated me kindly, for the most part, and reassured me that everything would be alright when I broke down in fear.  Though she is slightly terrifying from my tiny perspective, I do feel safer with her around.  

Nightmarish thoughts filled my head as I lay in the dark.  My bed now seemed to stretch on for miles in front of me, vast and open and daunting.  By morning, I was exhausted.  From my room, I could hear Alexis getting up for the day.  It's Saturday, but she still has work.  Alexis came in to check on me after a while, stepping softly over to me before realizing I was already awake.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" she asked, sitting on the edge of my bed.  I shook my head, "I couldn't."  She sighed; her breath sounded like a gale-force wind at my small size.  "Alright, I have to go to work soon, but I'll make you some breakfast and leave you on the counter before I go."  "You're leaving me here?  Alone?" I asked, skeptical.  "Well, I can't take you around outside.  It's way too risky.  Just stay here.  The door's locked-"  "But John can get in!" I cried, "He has a spare key!  He'll kidnap me!"  Alexis shook her head and smiled slightly, "He used to have a spare key.  Now, I have it right here in my pocket.  You'll be fine, Erica."  I grumbled at my predicament.  Going outside would probably be extremely overwhelming, though.  "Ok," I sighed, "I guess I'll stay here."

Just as she said, Alexis made me a microwave waffle for breakfast and left me on the counter beside it.  "I'll be back before you know it," she told me on her way out the door.  "Yeah right," I muttered, chowing down on the oversized food in front of me.  Only a few hours later, I was practically dying of boredom.  "Ugh, why didn't I ask Alexis to leave my phone with me before she left?"  I hadn't had my phone on me when I shrank, so it would be TV-size compared to me, but it would still be some form of entertainment.  

I'll go get it then, I thought to myself, just because I'm small doesn't mean I'm helpless.  I peered over the edge of the counter to the floor below me.  If I jumped onto the cushion of a bar stool, then I could slide down one of its legs to the floor.  This was easier said than done, as it turns out.  When I finally worked up the courage to jump down, I hit the cushion with enough force to bounce back off it.  I was nearly thrown off the seat entirely.  

Falling onto the tile floor from this high up would certainly break a few of my bones, or if I fell in the right spot, it would just flat-out kill me.  I decided to be a bit more careful the rest of the way down.  Once I got to the floor, I was finally able to look around my apartment without being bombarded by a giant.  Er, well, technically I'm just really small and everyone else is normal, but in my perspective, everything was giant.  It was fascinating, seeing the apartment at such a massive scale.  All of our things suddenly looked a hell of a lot more impressive.

I wandered around the floors, making my way to the living room.  My phone was still sitting on the coffee table where I'd left it.  Now, how do I get up there?  Aha!  There was a fake houseplant across from the table, potted in a woven basket that was perfect for climbing.  If I could make the jump, then that phone would be mine.  I avoided the vent in the floor in front of the plant as I neared it.  I'd pulled it open a day ago because I dropped my earring down there, and it was still sitting wide open like a gaping chasm. 

Scaling the basket was easy, but the jump suddenly seemed a lot further from the top.  Alright, here goes nothing.  I took a running leap at the table, but my foot caught in one of the basket's woven loops I'd used to climb up.  Jerked backwards by my leg, I screamed as I plummeted down to the floor below.

Fortunately, it was carpeted, so the impact wasn't horribly painful.  Unfortunately, I rolled right off the carpet and kept falling.  That time I hit the ground hard.  I cried out in pain, grasping the arm I'd fallen on.  Looking up in terror, I realized where I'd fallen.  I was in the vent.  Ok, ok, don't panic.  When Alexis comes back, you can call her and she'll get you out.  Everything'll be fine. 

Were there bugs down here?  I sincerely hoped there weren't.  Time seemed to stretch on even slower than it had when I was waiting on the counter.  Why did I have to try some stupid shit like this?  I saw the vent right in front of that houseplant.  I knew this was here, dammit!  

While I mulled in the metal tube beneath the floor, I was startled by a low rumble.  Tremors started beneath my feet and I had about a split second to realize what was happening.  Oh no, the AC!  I was flung backwards by a blast of cold air, trying desperately to hold onto something, but the tube's sides were slick, and I slid backwards in the direction of the wind.

"No!  Wait!" I cried out as I was swept away from the opening, "Alexis!  Somebody!  Help!"  The force of the AC bashed me into wall after wall, violently dragging me further away from my only way out.  By the time it stopped, I had no clue where I was.  Immediately, claustrophobia set in.  There was nothing but darkness and metal piping all around me.  What's worse, I'm at a cross-section, and I have no idea what direction I'd come from.  I let out a cry of despair.  "I'm going to starve down here!" I whimpered, "I'm going to die here and not even Alexis will know what happened to me!"  

I sat and sobbed until I'd run out of tears.  I'm already desperately thirsty, but I have nothing to drink.  I'll probably dehydrate before I starve — unless, of course, I find an exit.  Solemnly, I picked a direction, and started walking.  There were vents through multiple apartments.  I could survive if I managed to make it out.  At this point, whose apartment doesn't even matter to me.

Exhausted, dirty, and in pain, I wandered aimlessly through the vent, searching for any openings.  It was dingy and almost pitch dark in here.  It's probably the most scared I've ever been in my life.  Actually, second most scared.  Being shrunk will likely always be my scariest memory.  

It felt like I'd been walking for ages, but I finally, finally, found a grate.  I scrambled towards the light in relief.  It was a vertical grate, meaning I could walk right through to freedom.  I jogged to the opening, throwing myself against the vent cover until it fell off.  I lay there panting as I celebrated my escape from the hellish labyrinth I'd been trapped in.  "Woah..  What are you?"  Huh?  

The thunderous sound of footsteps rumbled in my ears.  Suddenly, giant fingers gripped my torso and dragged me into the air, where I came face to face with a little girl.  She was probably six or seven at the most, but she was still terrifyingly huge.

"Let me go!" I cried the moment I could catch my breath, "I'm a person!  Put me down!"  The little girl placed me back onto the floor and I scrambled away from her.  "Are you sure you're a person?" she asked me confusedly as I tried to get my bearings, "Cuz you kinda look like a doll."  I froze, eyes widening in fear.  The little girl reached out for me again, but I quickly ducked out of her reach.  "Yes!  I'm very sure I'm a person.  I shrunk.  I'm not supposed to be this small."  I watched warily as the girl looked at me in fascination.  Slowly, her gaze shifted behind me to my right and I followed it.  She was staring thoughtfully at a massive dollhouse.  Oh fuck this.  I ran for the vent, but I was snatched up before I could get there.

"No!  No!  Let me go!  I'm not a doll!  LET ME GO!"  I gasped in pain as the little girl's grip tightened on me, crushing into my already bruised ribs.  Alexis had grabbed me before, but I hadn't realized how gentle she'd been.  I felt like my lungs were on fire; I couldn't even breathe!  An agonizing few seconds passed before I was dropped into the dollhouse.  It was horrifying how quickly a sweet little girl suddenly became my jailer.  I glared at her, seething as she placed more dolls beside me.  

"LET ME GO RIGHT NOW YOU PINT SIZED LITTLE SHIT!  I TOLD YOU I'M A PERSON!  A PERSON, YOU HEAR ME!?  YOU BETTER LET ME GO RIGHT NOW OR I'LL-"  My rant was interrupted by someone at the door.  A guy about my age, maybe a bit younger, stepped in looking slightly confused.  "Kate, what's going on in here?"  Before I could so much as think about calling for help, the little girl, Kate, grabbed me tightly.  Her thumb pressed over my mouth, stopping any attempt for me to speak.

"Nothing, Ivan!  I'm just playing with my dolls” she replied sweetly.  I desperately thrashed about, trying to break out of Kate's grasp, but I was well-hidden behind her back.  If I could just get my mouth free, I could call out to that guy for help.  He's definitely old enough to realize I'm not some toy.  However, as I tried to wriggle free, Kate's grip tightened again.  I let out a muffled scream of pain as my head was slowly crushed from the sides.  My vision started getting spotty with dark patches.  

"Huh, I thought I heard someone yelling," Ivan remarked.  Yes!  You did!  I'm right here!  Please see me!  To my dismay, he shrugged and turned to leave.  I had to get out, but Kate still had a vice-like grip on my skull, and she wasn't letting up.  If I stayed here much longer, I feared my head would quite literally burst.  Yanking my jaws open beneath her skin, I bit down as hard as I could.  Kate let out a scream and I was immediately released.

I gasped in pain and my head throbbed, making my vision blur in hazy doubles.  "I knew something was going on in here!"  Ivan had returned.  "Kate, what are you-"  His voice fell short; he must've seen me crawling my way to the vent.  "What is that thing!?  Did it bite you?  Katie, you can't hold wild animals, you could get sick if they bite you!"  No, not again.  This is the second time now that I've been mistaken for a weird animal.  Pushing myself onward, I scrambled back into the vent, flinching as something slammed into the floor a few inches away from me.  

"Get back here!" I heard Ivan yell, almost sounding desperate.  I turned to find him getting on his hands and knees.  He can still reach me here!  I have to get deeper!  With all the strength I had left, I dragged myself further into the vent.  "Wait.. what the..?"  I tilted my head just slightly to catch Ivan's stunned reaction.  He must've finally realized that I wasn't a feral rat.  "Hold on, come back!  You.. you're a person!" his arm shot into the vent after me.   I shrieked, terrified of being grabbed agian, and threw myself around a corner in the ventilation.

"Wait!" I heard Ivan call, "I can help you!  Come back!"  No, no, no, no, and no.  I'm getting the hell out of here while I still can.  I kept going until I couldn't hear the guy calling for me anymore.  Again, I felt as though I were going to die here.  This time I might just die of my injuries.  My head felt like it was split wide open, and my lungs still burned painfully.  Alexis should be home by now, I realized with a pang of sorrow.  She's probably searching all over our apartment for me right now.  I silently begged her to come find me, but I knew it was impossible for her to reach me here, even if she did miraculously know where I was.  To add insult to injury, the AC came back on, and at this point I was too exhausted to try and fight it.  I curled up as tightly as I could without too much pain from my ribs, and let myself be dragged around the vents again.

When the wind subsided, I slowly pulled myself up to find that the tube was backlit by sunlight.  I turned to find that I'd been thrown into another vertical grate.  By this time, I was desperate and a little delirious.  I fought my way into another apartment.  It was much more modern and blissfully quiet.  Whoever lives here must be still at work, thank god.  

I trudged over to the kitchen; I needed food and water badly.  Maybe if I was lucky, I might find some crumbs on the floor.  I laughed in my delirium, "Maybe I am a feral rat after all!"  I could barely see straight, but somehow I managed to find a pool of water close to the floor.  My muscles gave out and I let myself fall in.  It wasn't deep enough for me to drown, so I sat back and started drinking.  I gulped as much water as I could, gasping and choking on it as I went.  Once I was full, I collapsed in the shallow water.  

It took me some time to recover, but when I did, rational thoughts came back to me.  Wait.. where the hell am I?  I sat up slowly, rubbing the water from my eyes only to freeze as my heart nearly flew out of my chest.  I was sitting in a water bowl for a pet.  Said pet was sitting in front of me, gazing curiously at me with round, dilated pupils.  A cat.  Well, I'm dead.  It didn't make a move for me, not even as I slowly stood up to run.  Was it possible for me to outrun a cat at this size?  I guess I'm about to find out.  

At once I made a mad dash for the edge of the water bowl.  However, I hadn't accounted for the friction of the knee-deep water I stood in.  Jaws clamped around me faster than I expected.  I screamed and thrashed in a pathetic attempt to survive whatever awful fate awaited me.  The cat held me tight, trotting to the center of the kitchen with my sad tiny form hanging from its mouth.  It lay down, dropping me on the floor before pinning me down with its giant paws.  

This is it.  This is how I die.  Sharp thin teeth the size of my forearm gleamed in the fluorescent light as the cat opened its jaws wide.  Then it started tearing at me.  I braced myself, expecting my flesh to be torn off my body in sickening shreds, but the stupid animal wanted to toy with me.  It yanked away small pieces of my clothing, bit by bit.  Sometimes it cut into my skin, but most of the gashes yanked away shreds of fabric.  I silently awaited the moment when I would run out of material between its incisors and my skin.  My body started tingling all over, muscles shaking and quivering.  Was I having a spasm?  Maybe I'd be spared a brutal live mauling and just have a heart attack instead.  Suddenly, the cat was no longer above me.  It yowled and darted away in a panic, claws scrambling on the wooden floor.

All I did was lay and breathe.  I couldn't do much else.  Nothing more happened to me, but I still fought to stay conscious nonetheless.  Eventually, I had the courage to sit up.  The kitchen counter was only a few inches or so above my head.  The wood planks below me were thinner than my hands.  Ecstatic joy swelled through me and I cried in relief.  I had grown back.  Exactly twenty-four death-defying, nightmare-esque hours after I'd shrunk, I grew back.  I sat there simply enjoying my old height and the fact that I didn't have to fight for my life every waking second.  I stood up and gazed dazedly around the strange apartment.  It suddenly looked so much smaller.  The cat was nowhere to be seen.  I would've hunted it down and strangled it had I not remembered my roomate, desperately searching for me back home.

In a moment, I was out the door.  I checked the numbers on the doors in the hall and realized that I was on the floor below our apartment.  Not even bothering to wait for an elevator, I dashed up the stairs and tore down the hall, stopping heavily at my door.  I didn't have the keys to get in, but it didn't matter.  "Alexis!  Alexis, it's me! I-"  The door was thrown open seconds later, and a disheveled Alexis stood in the middle of the doorway, eyes wide.  She sobbed in relief and threw her arms around me, trapping me in a fierce hug.  I sucked in a pained breath of air and she drew backwards in alarm.  "Erica!  What happened to you!?  You- You're hurt!  Your clothes are all torn up and you're filthy!  Where were you?  What happened?"  I started sobbing, and Alexis had to guide me to the couch inside.

I tried to explain everything that had happened between a few relieved sobbs while shoving as much food as I could into my mouth.  Alexis had to forcefully stop me at some point, warning me that I would vomit if I ate any more.  Joke's on her though, I already feel like vomiting.  At the end of my horrible story, Alexis got up off the floor where she'd bandaged the cuts on my arms and legs from being dragged through the vents.  Careful not to jostle any of my numerous ice packs, for all the bruises, she slid onto the couch beside me.  I slowly lay down, resting my head on Alexis' lap.  She held me close, and I clung to her in a half-hug.  Murmuring a quiet 'thank you', I drifted off to sleep knowing that I was safe at last.

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Which are your favourite proposals in historical, modern romance and movies?

Omg, fun!

For movies, I immediately have to call out Crazy Rich Asians. The moment when the ring was revealed, I remember this audible gasp in my theater (including me and my mom). Such a great way to close a loop in a movie, while being super romantic and swoony.

Obviously, Pride and Prejudice 2005. I prefer the way Joe Wright did it not only to the 90s miniseries, but the book as well. The rain adds to the atmosphere and passion, the anger and tension is palpable, the way the mood changes when McFadyen goes "Mr. WickHAM", the almost kiss. So good.

For all that there is some content that hasn't aged the best, Colin Firth's proposal in Love Actually was primo. The language barrier was used perfectly, and of course the reveal that she'd been learning English while he was learning Portuguese.... adorable.

This is technically in a miniseries, but it's piggybacking off two movies, so I'll mention it... When Q tracks Shelby down in The Best Man: The Final Chapters and does a grovelprosal??? So good. Like, you watched these two, objectively the most caustic and like... edgy? People in the series, dance around each other with random hookups (and a secret baby lol) for years, and he finally has to completely debase himself in front of a bunch of watching women who are like, filming this shit, begging her not to leave... So fucking satisfying.

For books, I would have to say....

The Bride Goes Rogue by Joanna Shupe and The Duke Gets Even both have really good proposals, and neither one goes well for the men in question for very different reasons. Preston's in Bride is honestly a bad proposal because he's a broken human being who doesn't know how to accept that he loves Katherine and needs to be with her, and she's like "I deserve better than 'we should get married because we make sense and the sex is bomb'" and just sweeps out and leaves him like a broken man. Whereas Lockwood in Duke is completely in love with Nellie (him being like "I fucking worship you and am completely incapable of getting anything done when you're not here because it's like my arm's been ripped off or some shit" is.... amazing) and completely capable of expressing that love, but she cannot accept it. And he knows this. But he has to try anyway because he's SO in love with her.

Something Fabulous by Alexis Hall has a great one where Valentine proposes to Bonny when he's like, hiding in a tree or something. And he's basically like "listen it's Victorian England and we're both men so it can't be legal but I want you to be whatever a husband is for me and this is VERY DIFFICULT FOR ME TO EXPRESS". It's adorable.

Enzo like... grovelprosing to Gia in Mafia Madman by Mila Finelli is so deranged. It's like, a quick kidnap (that's their love language), a "I can't breathe without you FORGIVE ME", a negotiation of what she needs out of the relationship (a huge ring, a long engagement, maybe a vasectomy from him because she's not sure if she wants kids, and freedom to have her career) and him being like "YES FINE WHATEVER" because he's realized he needs her like air, lol. My beloved garbage people.

The thing in A Kingdom of Dreams by Judith McNaught where it's really less a proposal and more Royce taking Jennifer to the priest and being like "marry us, neither of you have a choice and I don't wanna be here either". And then he calls her a bitch. I loved that.

There are like... three? Proposals in Sierra Simone's New Camelot trilogy (one of which is accepted) and then sort of like an on the spot private spiritual wedding ceremony with what I guess is a proposal right before? And I loved all of it. There's so much angst and so much intense longing in those books. So many times for my boy Embry to get proposed to and go "I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH TBH".

OOOh I loooove the proposal in The Long Game by Rachel Reid. There's such a great buildup to it, and it's so romantic, and I also love that Ilya and Shane go from this big emotional sappy proposal to fucking on the floor immediately after. Good for Them.

[a-tale-of-legends]

What will Jazz think about the TLH? What will TLH think about her?

She'll be angry because the Wolves made Soul's sickness worse because of the Curse, even by accident. Which could make her a target for TLH to recruit as ally or to manipulate her because they see a vulnerability. Not to mention that she's the mother of two of Unova Legendaries' Chosen.

I wouldn't be surprised if TLH tried to contact Jazz and Grayson to join their cause. It's true that Legendaries have caused some sort of pain in her family- Soul being one of the biggest, with his death. And yes, she hasn't exactly forgiven Zacian yet, even if it was an accident.

But that would be denying the good that legendaries have done. Zekrom is part of the reason why Alexis is even alive to be home. Reshiram has protected Elliot and tried to train her the best they could. Zacian, despite all their complications, still protects and cares for Naomi. While she does agree that the concept of Chosens can be harmful toward the kids involved, and that no legendary acts the same, she is appreciative of the ones that do.

Also. She was there when Ghetsis was spouting his bullshit. Not entirely bullshit, there was still a meaningful conversation that could be had, but Ghetsis weaponized it for his own means and that's what's bullshit. She saw the way he talked, how he tried to present himself, how it almost worked. What I'm getting at is she couldn't take TLH for any of their shit, even if she kinda agrees with it. Organization that's getting involved with legendary Pokemon? Regardless of intentions, that's not going to end well and she knows it. If anything, it would just call for more Chosens to fight them, which just seem counter intuitive.

Jazz Jones is a stubborn bitch( affectionate). She knows when to put her foot down and give a good, hearty, mean " fuck off". She's much more concerned with her kids now, though. She can only hope they're safe amongst TLH.

[theuniverseawakens347]

“ she cost me $25,000 for hair school and didn’t finish “

YOU THREW ME IN THE PAYCHWARD OCT 9 th I DID 6 months AND SHOWED UP EVERYDAY AFTER A YR AND CHANGE OF UNNECESSARY REHAB ( NO EMOTIONAL BREAK)

- 2 weeks home working in Torrance ca and driving to Calabasas to be with Tristan AND GOING TO WORK FIRAT THING IN THE MORNING FROM THERE OR HOME TO YOU THE NIGHT BEFORE

- SAME GET DOWN WHEN SCHOOL STARTED FROM MOD CITY LA TO SHERMAN OAKS SCHOOL TO CALABASSES MAYBE LATE 3 times WHEN I HELPED TRISTAN MOVE TO RANCHO … SCHOOL EVERY FUCKING DAY

- YOU GOT LIA AND DAE POSING AS ME AND OTHER MEXICAN KIDS WHO ARE MY COUSINS DOING TERRORIST THREATS BASICALLY AND MAKING ME LOOK RACIAT TO THE WHITE KIDS YOU LEE HATE FOR FAMILIES SUING YOU.

- YOU YOURSELF POSING AS A TEACHER W MY STUDENT ID TO HARASS OTHER TEACHERS AND PAY FOR STUDENTS TUITION OR EARLY GRAD LICENSE .. speed up their grad date BY THEM SACRIFICING ME AGAIN. SEP .. when did YOU LEAVE FOR UR VACAY TO THE EAST COAST BEFORE ME GOING IN OCT 9th - INDIA LOVE BUT ITS ME ANS ZJ AND EMAN “clarity besties” PARTAKING W LAINEY AND LINDSAY AND EMMA. in the house YOU STARTED ON EMAN THEN TURNED to KILLING ME.

- UR OWN FUCKING DAUGHTER! - THANKS BAYLEE FOR KILLING ME ON THE HIKE - DRUGS IN MY FOOD “Baylee did her own thing w penny” YOU FUCKING DICK WADS.

And Yal just watched “she’s telepathic she just knows things” NO IM NUMB LIKE LEE WANTED TIMOTHY PELYKO SO GARRAT CUD KILL ME FOR GOOD HOMELESS - NIPSEY SHOOTING GRANNY FLORANCE AND LAWANDA HOSPITALS - ALEXIS DRUGGING BEFORE SHOOTING .. 🫤🖕

ANYWAYS SINCE IM A BAD DEGREELESS STUDENT BITCH I GOT 9-13 HAIR CERTIFICATE WHILE BEING HOMELESS .. TRIED GETTING A SALON JOB AT BASIC LEVEL TO MAKE MONEY WHILE HOMELESS AND YO BITCH ASS REALLY THREATENED TO KILL THE SALONS BUSINESS IF THEY HIRED ME .. and paid em extra to report me crazy for even going on a interview… BEFORE I GOT THERE BUT YAL TOLD ME TO GO THERE

🫤🙂🖕

- YOU DONT WANT TO ACTUALLY HELP ME YOU JUST SAYING NICE THINGS TO MY FACE AND IN FRONT OF HOWARD LEE BUT MOSTLY THE OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS “ my friend in New York makes hair wigs for cancer patients call him” - NO I DONT WANT TO MAKE WIGS FOR CANCWR PATIENTS RIGHT NOW AND I HAVE A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ROUTE IM GOING W WIG MAKING … ALSO ITS UR RECOMMENDATION THEY NEVER WORKED FOR ME

- “you should volunteer FREE hair cuts at ARC I’m on the board there I’ll talk to pat casino night is soon we’re planning it “ - OKAY COOL I CAN GET MY SCISSOR OVER COMB PRACTICE IN MEN CUTS - LEE NEVER PUT IN A WORD FOR ME .. JAN 2024. U care more about Ronnie n Nateana than me and Francis - WHY!? And Rachel GARLINGTON but it’s marry posing as Rachel. JOHN EVERYDAY I SEE WHY YOU HATE LIVING W LEE AS A KID // HER VISITING. - JULAN. MURDER.

“Cashay and Howard tell my mom we’ll take Amy just so she had a peaceful passing * fake cries* “ me and Howard “nigga what!?” - “it’s not real I just want gammy to pass peacefully without worry about Amy” Howard “Lee that doesn’t sound right” - Lee “Howard I just want my mom comfortable when dying and NOT stressed about Amy it’s not going to happen” - weird bc family dinner 3 days - week later “okay guys Amy’s moving in with us” - me and Howard “U SAID WE WERE JUST SAYING IT TO MAKE GAMMY COMFY” - Lee afraid to see her family she kilt and look John in the eyes - WHYD I SEE A WHITE HAIR SHORT BOB JANE WHEN I WAS WALKING W GARRET AND HE GOES “she looks familiar” HOW AND WHY TF HE KNOW JANE!? - fancy apartments by Ralph’s … 🙂🫤🖕

- Howard “try the pantages” - NO ITS A 9-5 COSTUME N HAIR YES ME LOVE BUT NOT IN A WORK AESTHETIC I WANT TO WORK FROM HOME WHERE IM COMFORTABLE TO DO MY FUCKING BEST - PAUL MITCHELL 4 IN ONE MENS CUT “cashay why are you always the first one done” - idk bro i found a short cut - I KNOW HOW TO CHALLENGE MYSELF WITHOUT GETTING IN TROUBLE - QUICK LEARNER.

OOOOH MISSS LEE.. why IS GARRET NOT HIS REAL NAME … UR FUCKING COUSIN!? - JANE LIVES IN LA NOW BETWEEN THE LIB N RALPHS N HE ATAYS W HER!?? That’s weird .. what’s the ocean blue n white apartments ( Avalon Ava fancy BIG LOUNGE LOBBY) .. north side going east .. hay ralphs … she didn’t say hi to me but he did try n fuck you to confuse me “she look familiar “ .. really ass hore WHY WUD YOU KNOW LEE SISTER BUT I AINT NEVER SEEN YOU - KNOCK OFF BEN AND I KNOW THIS CUNT NEXT TO ME BOTHERING ME EVERY DAY IS NOT BEN BUT SSI WHOS THAT GARRET - BEN!?

🙂🫤🖕

Jane nice wallet going to Ralph’s you cud have offered me food cunt as bitch - SHUT UP FOR NO REASON WHEN I WAS 11 “Lee control ur daughter she has a loose mouth” - AWKWARD JOHNS THOTS BOUT YOU COMING OUT MY MOUTH AND I ONLY MET YOU ONCE - GOOD LUCK IN HELLS PRISON DICK WDS.

LEE WHY YOU GOT ME ON PAPER AT THESE APARTMENTS AND MY CAR REGISTERED TO IT - JANE GOT BLUE PRIUS TOO NEWER COLOR OLDER TR LIES ON PAPER - “cashay let’s do insurance fraud on the porch ON CAMERA N HOWARDS CREDIT CARD NAME OFF THE WHITE HOUSE .. so I can steal UR REGISTRATION AND PUT JANES ON FILE” - OOPS I DIS CRIMINAL ACTIVITY WRONG HOPEFULLY THEY WONT CATCH ME THE WHITE LADY BUT INSTEAD YOU LR JANE FOR MAKING TAKING AMY FROM THE EAST COAST HARDER THAN IT NEEDED TO BE - CAITLIN NUGENT PAY OFF SHHH MONEY FOR WALKING IN WHILE PULLING THE PLUG 🙂🖕

[anonymousredactedconfessions]

i ain’t gonna lie, as an afab person i think the whole “sam calling alexis a bitch is wrong” argument is stupid as hell. do i understand it to an extent? yes!! id be lying if i didn’t say that i HEAVILY side eye men that call women bitches. but this argument is ridiculous since it isn’t a man calling a woman a bitch willy nilly. regardless of personal opinion, alexis fucked him over BAD by turning him against his will. it’s not a shock that someone who was personally hurt by her behavior would call her a bitch

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[luvrrgirl444]

chapter 25: LASER TAG DEATHMATCH

IRL!

*italics are edits in the video !

“yooo, wassup guys!” as usual, connie screamed into the camera. you, sasha and jean all stood by him.

“yo, wassup guys,” eren, who was behind the camera, mocked. in a terrible american accent.

“looks around awkwardly” armin said, from behind the camera as well.

beep!

“yooo wassup guys!” connie screamed into the camera once again.

“it’s us, big cheese 4000 back again with another motherfuckin banger,” jean followed. you and sasha snickered. “why are you a cornball?” sasha asked him.

“man fuck y’all.” jean rolled his eyes.

“anyways! wassup guys! today we finna play laser tag! and..” you pointed to sasha.

“what you pointing to me for?” sasha asked, confused. armin cleared his throat behind the camera. “oh!”

beep!

“so, today we’re gonna play laser tag! and..” you pointed to the brunette again.

“and we got some special guests with us today!”

the camera flipped and the entire “brit gang” was shown. the royal entrance fanfare music played when the group was showed. all of their names and @‘s were placed onto their respective faces.

“we got big cheese 4000 vs the brit gang. this is the battle of the century.” connie exclaimed.

ymir groaned. “mate, there’s no way that’s what you’re calling us.”

connie shrugged. “the fans chose it, not me.” he looked around suspiciously. “-mate.” he added.

the singer rolled her eyes. “the fans won’t like it when i kick my foot up your ass, you idiot.”

connie’s eyes widened. he flipped the camera back to his face. “guys, ion feel safe right now.”

“that’s how i feel at every rehearsal.” eren chimed in. ymir jokingly glared at him.

beep!

“okay guys, we inside!” connie panned the camera around the building, recording every part of the neon interior.

“ooo, this is nice!” sasha said, reciting the tiktok audio.

“it’s kinda blinding me, actually.” historia piped up from beside her girlfriend. there was neon everywhere. and they weren’t even inside the laser tag arena yet.

“oh for sure. there’s fucking neon everywhere.” armin added, slightly squinting.

beep!

the video then cut to the group putting on their vests for the game. out of the group, connie was the only person struggling. jean panned the camera to the boy with the buzzcut, struggling to properly put on his vest. jean snorted. “need some help?”

connie rolled his eyes. “don’t fucking laugh bitch.” jean passed the camera to you, so that he could help his friend. you recorded and laughed. “this is mad embarrassing connie. what are the hoes gonna think about this?” you asked connie. in response, he stuck his middle finger up and rolled his eyes.

the rest of the group laughed. you then turned the camera towards them. “are you guys excited?” you asked. since there were four of you in big cheese 4000 and five in the brit gang, they had an extra person.

“yes!” sasha screamed. “i can’t wait to cook them!” mikasa and armin side eyed her. “um. okay.” mikasa said. “you’re not cooking shit.” she finished. sasha gasped. “just for that, i’m getting your fuckass first.”

you flipped the camera to show you and eren looking around. “awkward.” he said.

it then cut to a montage of you, sasha, jean and connie posing in the black vests with blue leds on them and blue lit laser guns in your hands. the lyrics of ‘barbie’ by jaidyn alexis and blueface played in the background.

BIG CHEESE 4000 😍😍

another (shorter) montage followed. eren, armin, historia, ymir and mikasa posed in the black vests as well, but with red leds and laser guns. the disgusted spongebob fog horn sound played in the background.

BRIT GANG 🤢🤢 (AKA THE OPPS)

beep!

SASHA

“okay, i hope you guys can hear me right now.” sasha said, whispering. you guys had bought some cheap ass smart glasses from amazon, in order to try to film the battle.

the footage was dark, but you could see parts of the neon led lights on the walls. “i’m hiding in a corner. i’m like deadass scared right now.” she said. “if someone fucking finds me i’m so cooked.”

a clip from earlier replays in slowmo. “i can’t wait to cook them” FRAUD in big, bold letters is edited onto her face.

ARMIN

“these glasses are so stupid. i feel like an idiot right now.” the blonde complained. “no shade to any glasses wearers out there.”

CANCEL HIM was displayed on the screen.

CONNIE

“everyone’s prolly hiding right now, but fuck that. yolo. you only live once.” he whispered, sneaking around the arena to find someone. after a minute or two he saw a red glow and prepared to attack.

“i’m locked in right now, gang. watch me get this easy kill.” he snuck around to the red that he saw, before raising his laser gun and shooting whoever was there. it was historia. she screamed, before her red lights went dim.

HISTORIA

she rolled her eyes. “bitch, you’re finished.” she said, before ymir came from out of nowhere and shot him in the chest. his blue light turned gray.

“WHAT THE FUCK???” connie exclaimed. historia laughed. “bro really thought he was gonna get away with it.”

“that’s literally cheating.” he argued. “no it’s not! we’re literally on a team????” historia argued back as they walked out of the arena.

YMIR

“connie’s such a little bitch, oh my god.” she snickered. “bruv thought he was getting away. ‘watch me get this easy kill’” ymir mocked.

SASHA

“oh my god, y’all. i just heard a fucking scream. what the fuck.” she whispered shouted. she heard footsteps and froze. “i fucking know there’s someone out there. i’m actually hella scared right now.” the person’s footsteps got louder and louder. sasha was scared shitless. until she saw the blue lights.

Y/N

“you scared the shit out of me, bruh.” sasha whispered, rolling her eyes. you sat beside her in the corner and giggled. “i’m sorry. i heard a scream and i got scared as fuck. i ran.” the brunette beside you laughed.

“should we just stay here until it’s like one british person left?” you looked up at the ceiling and saw that the count was 4 3. sasha nodded and snickered. “fuck yeah. that’s not cheating..right?”you shrugged.

JEAN

“i hear someone.” he whispered and looked around. “bro, this is like the fucking hunger games. whoever’s editing this, can you put the whistle?” he asked.

NO 😂😂 was put on the screen, before the iconic whistle played.

“i can literally hear someone moving right now. guys, should i go for it?” jean asked rhetorically. “nah, fuck that.”

EREN

“i’m honestly chilling right now.” he said. “i haven’t seen anyone, anyone hasn’t seen me.”

“i did hear a scream though, which was crazy. sounded like a girl, but it could’ve been connie. who knows?” he laughed.

KARMAS A BITCH. was put onto the screen, as well as a countdown.

5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

TO BE CONTINUED..

🫧

- im a bad lil bitch n im snipped like a BARBIE

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[bitchpleasebitchthankyou]

Miss Manners on: Mommy Ageism

Q: On behalf of older parents, I would like to inquire how to handle being mistaken for my children's grandmother. (Granted, the ages involved make it technically possible for me to be a grandmother to my tween and young teen sons.) Please note that where I live, a lot of moms are older, so I mostly get these assumptions and questions when traveling. A border officer almost became combative when I pushed back against him calling me "Granny" in front of my sons. And I am still stung when I recall a 60ish woman sharply but rhetorically questioning me in front of my sons during an otherwise pleasant visit to a tourist attraction: "You're the mother?!!!?" The cutting harshness of her tone still hurts. (People often say I look youthful; apparently, she disagreed.) I have also experienced this in a few business settings. Personnel should not always assume a middle-aged woman is a grandmother, rather than a mother. How should older moms and dads respond in these sorts of scenarios?

Miss Manners on: By saying, "I'm their grandmother's daughter."

Your Head Bitch says: Oh my god, SO rude. It reminds me of the time my friend's child responded 'But you're OLD!' when I told her I didn't have any children. You'd think grownups would know better, but apparently not. I think in a less charitable moment I might have responded 'I didn't realize I needed to travel with their birth certificates as well' but I think sassing a border guard is perhaps not the smartest call. I think you have two main options. The first, incredulous: 'Yes, of course? Why would I lie to you about this?' and then silence and an anticipatory stare until they realize (hopefully) how rude they're being. Or two, a little more jokey: 'I didn't think I looked quite THAT bad when I left the house this morning...' It think between those two you should be able to cover most eventualities and make people realize they are being, and I cannot emphasize this enough, FUCKING RUDE. Jesus. Miss M's solution also works for the more literal among us, and I imagine has its uses as well.

Where's Alexis when you need her?

[washa]

I listened to The Summit audio (part 2) and here’s my favourite personal comments/thoughts! (I HAVE SO MANY QUESTION WHAT)

YEAH WHAT IS FUCKING GOING ON??

Tf do you mean Porter, THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN PORTER

William order you to WHAT NOW 

Oh my god it’s an alibi for both of them

Alexis please find some care in your heart.

I mean.. We could make it a game of Cluedo. It would add more to the plot. 

Can vampires even get wrinkles??

“I didn’t kill him, now relax, we have work to do.” That was the most human i’ve heard Alexis.

—--------------------

OH HEAVENS SWEETHEART IS ALIVE WHOOP WHOOP

Wait did they see what happened??? 

Oh no Asher sounds so stressed 😭

—--------------------

David needs a fucking break

Pushed magically away? Oh shit is closeknit here. 

It’s so interesting to see the characters discover plot we already know of, Imagine their reaction to Sunshine and Elliot or Blake and Bestie.

Sweetheart maybe take the memo and not do this

Goddammit Porter. Godfuckingdammit.

Confrontation part 2??? Let’s go

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“Get in line.” Porter you snarky bitch

WOAH THERE ASHER?? I’m kinda woahie 🤞

My jaw is dropped. MY JAW IS DROPPED ASH. THE TEETH??

Are they on the floor, like Porter being pinned or?

Big word time 😇

I’m so lost right now. I'm so shitty abt politics, all I'm getting is a corrupt government. 

Kinda attracted to both of them rn… 💕

Porter and Asher both have great points tbh

Where’s Sam when you need him 😕

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Are we really doing a trial right now??? RIGHT FUCKING NOW???

So the department ruling has only been formed for 50 years. Oh wait nvm that's not Alexis.

OH HI SAMMM

Monarch Baz is so self centered I loathe her, But damn she can be commanding when needed.

“Do we get a vote.?” “Do I look like a vampire, How the hell should I know?” Yes you two make some comedic relief, god knows we're gonna need it.

What are the mates/partners doing?? Is Lovely playing uno with Angel in a corner or??

I’m losing track of the whole houses thing, but that’s ok. 

Monarch Baz sounds so URGAJDDSAK.

“Zane, Ephraim-” , I heard Zac Efron and I was so confused. WAIT IS THAT HOW ERIK GOT THE NAMES??

I’ll be honest, I don’t think “The House of Shaw” and the Solaire Clan are gonna be allies after this 😭

The House of Shaw needs a break what about that 😇

“A piles of bones, obviously.” God it’s sass meeting sass.

ASH?? Are we breathing him in right now???

“Only the bones were left.” Aw yum?? Little chew toy for Darlin’ or something 🤷‍♀️

Beheaded Adam style, Lovely. (Pun intended)

“Considering his skull was halfway across the room, I’m assuming he was beheaded. That, or someone played an impromptu game of soccer with the good king’s skeleton after the fact.” Alexis put a muzzle on yourself please 😭

Yeah tbf Christoper isn’t really a saint here, Vincent can vouch for that. Also where is Vincent.

Calm conversation?? CALM CONVERSATION???

What’s with him and blaming Solaire Clan?

Christoper. Maybe look Lovely in their traumatic eyes and tell them that. STRAIGHT TO THEIR FACE. 

Adam hate club 🙌

Porter standing up for Vincent? Wow he really does keep his word on the whole Solaire’s stick together, also how many people have been killed now.  

“Well, I realized I left the stove on four years ago when I left, I needed to come check on it.” God the Solaire’s breathe sass don’t they. 

Nevermind. All vampires are sassy. 

What is the Shaw pack doing again, are they just in the corner.

Demon blood? Yeah David. POISON??

So hypothetically, If Gavin bled and sprinkler style sprayed his blood everywhere, he could kill a bunch of Vampires if it gets them in the mouth. 

“Shockingly we don't make a habit of broadcasting our weaknesses pup.” Is this an Imperium reference or?? (I've only seen like edits of Asher being called pup so idfk??)

How the fuck did someone get demon blood. A blood bank??

Why are they so sassy? WHY ARE THEY SO FUCKING SASSY??

CLOSEKNIT GETTING BLAMED WOO, I was so scared they were gonna blame Sweetheart or something. 

NO BC FR THAT CLOSEKNIT AD WAS SO FUCKING RUDE, AND IT WASN'T EVEN A GOOD AD. IT WAS LIKE A PERFUME AD.

If the Shaw Pack is gonna keep getting trampled can they just leave? Pup, Dog, A leash??

Christopher, Your fucking alibi is so shitty man, You’re so fucked 😭😭

Oh shit he’s found guilty. HOLY SHIT WAS THAT HIS NECK??

The Shaw Pack is losing their minds and rightfully so, what the fuck.

IS THIS NORMAL TO GET KILLED OR SOEMTHING???

Bye Alexis?

OH LOVELY WAS THERE?? Oh yes ma’am.

Yes we’ll speak with William. IF WE CAN GET IN CONTACT WITH HIM??

Well. At Least that’s good? Thanks Monarch.

No Vincent, baby. 

Porter, You confusing bastard. 

IS THAT THE END?? NO URGSHDH. NOT AT THE LORE DROP URIFEKDFDF

[lexlovesyoudotcom]

05.08.19

Dear Diary,

I lost my old diary, Fatima, and haven't been able to find her since. So now, I'm calling you Helen. Anyway, Helene, let me tell you about me, My name is Alexis Muoka, IO'm twelve years old, I have three sibling, and I may or may not be DMS Realist. Anway, on Monday I got to be lab partners with Ian Buchanan in Science. Ian is REALLY HOT! I wish I wasn't so socially awkward because he was saying things to me and I was just smiling and nodding to let him know I heard him. Little did he know I couldn't meet his eyes because if I did I would never leave them. They're this gorgeous blue-grey and his hair is golden blonde. Not fake, dirty blonde, but real blond. Not to mention his bone structure and the fact that he's tan year round. This is a lot different from my other crush, Zach Gilk. Zach is cute in a different way. His skin is pale and he has thick, wavy black hair, and chocolate brown they are hazel eyes. I really shouldn't be liking him though, because I'm pretty sure he bullied me by being nice (yes, that's a thing). And like a fool, I fell for it. Because of him, I'm afraid to say hi to people in the hallway. And I don't know how to randomly respond when people say hi, especially boys. Ugh, look at my fat fingers talking about which boys are cute and which ones aren't. I think I might actually have a shot at being pretty if I lost weight, grew hair, and got a new wardrobe. The good news is Chiara is moving to Switzerland next year. Chiara is this really annoying, stuck-up girl who thinks she's better than everyone. Her best friend, Uma, is just as irritating. I hate them for several reasons.

Uma said I was bulimic (not to my face) for fasting

Chiara rated me a five

Uma said that it was the nose and lips (!)

Chiara said it was the hair and eyes too (!!)

I have several reasons for being afraid of Zach Gilk

When he found my braid and asked me in front of everyone

When I shoved him and he shoved me back, 10x harder

When he tried to get me to play smash or pass

When he said I had a wonderful voice (?!!)

When he asked me to stop breathing so hard

When he laughed at my hair mom had just shaved it to where I was almost bald and I walked in the first day back from spring break and he was on the other side of the classroom and immediately burst into laughter when he saw me

The waving at me every single day

Yelling my name for the whole grade to hear

I wrote a song to describe my relationship with Zach I was a sick little girl

Nothing is as it seems

Nobody means what they mean

The mind and the body and the soul

Tell lies to all of the bones

The motive is different

Just want to play pretend

Get your story straight fast

Because I don't really believe that

If you're nice to him, then rude to her

Who are you to me

If I'm blind in the left eye, blind in the right

then what does everyone see

I could be wrong I could be dreaming everything you say everything with a deeper meaning

[Ian Buchanan circa 2023.]

[Zach Gilk…I think that bitch is gay!]

[sethsbigtits]

"it no longer holds a negative conmotation" and then you literally acknowledged that the term "bitch" is still used in misogynistic contexts IN TODAY'S SOCIETY. if you're gonna argue that sort of point, at least do it efficiently. second, i didn't know that using the term bitch against men and people besides women made using the term okay !! /sarc

even when people are using the term bitch against men, its typically used to put those men down, as they're perceived as feminine or "cowards" for a certain behavior or action. people still use it in the same misogynistic context that they do with women, so nothing has changed. don't act like it has.

and yes, the term bitch IS being reclaimed by women and afab ppl and being used in positive contexts, sure, but you guys aren't lobbying to use it in that positive context. you're lobbying to use it in the same context that men typically use against women. you are in no way doing anyone justice by calling alexis a bitch, and i'll go out on a limb here and say that you guys are literally just using sam's unconsentual turning as a justification to use it in a misogynistic context.

slurs and derogatory terms are always in the process of being reclaimed by the people the terms affect, however, that doesn't suddenly change the fact that those terms can STILL BE USED in bigoted fashions, both by bigots and the peoplr who are reclaiming it. rio's experience is literally a great example of what you guys are trying to justify.

to further prove their point, i was sexually assaulted by women on multiple occasions throughout my childhood, amd didn't understand what happened to me was okay until i got older. calling those girls bitches, sluts, or any other derogatory terms won't give back the agency that was stolen from me. it's the same with fucking sam. calling alexis a bitch won't give him back the agency stolen from him.

lastly, no one is defending alexis at all. i haven't seen ONE person say that what alexis did was okay or that her actions were justified. all i'm seeing is people say is that the term bitch is misogynistic and shouldn't be used to describe her because of misogyny. you guys are purposfully taking that and spinning it around to suit a certain narrative that you have because how the fuck does saying "quit being a bigot!" mean "what she did was okay!" ?? to add onto that, you shouldn't be calling ANY minority a derogatory term or a slur of any kind no matter what horrible shit they choose to do. yet here you all are.

(p.s. the incel comment was a joke. i feel the need to say that because I WAS THE ONE WHO MADE THE COMMENT YOU'RE REFERRING TO. if you're gonna address the comment, at least give me credit for it, don't blame it on rio amd put words in their mouth LMAO)

I'm sorry but ppl have been DEFENDING ALEXIS!? Like people have been genuinely upset at Sam for calling her a bitch???? I'm sorry but who in their right mind could defend Alexis turning Sam AFTER HE SAID NO? HE TOLD HER TO STOP! HE WAS PUSHING HER OFF HIM UNTIL SHE FORCED HIM TO OPEN HIS EYES AND TRANCED HIM

Y'all are fucking insane for excusing Alexis' actions because "she's hot.", Sam had all the right in the world to call her a bitch and honestly he could've (and should've) called her worse because she is.

She assaulted Sam. End of story. AND she's not even sorry, she said it herself!! Now I'd get if y'all we're mad at Sam for calling her a bitch after she tried to apologize and if she was actually sorry and trying to make up for her actions but she wasn't, and I doubt she ever will.

Y'all have taken pretty privilege way too far.

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I'm sorry but the people freaking out over Alexis being called a "bitch" absolutely are over-reacting. Yes, there's something of a gendered dimension to that insult, but people are reacting as if someone called someone the N-word or something. This is too much and makes you sound so uptight.

I literally cannot believe how overblown this reaction is, you all sound so sheltered. I imagine that watching an R-Rated movie or an episode of your average HBO drama would completely kill you from how hard you'd be clutching your pearls.

Also, Alexis is a bitch. Sorry if you were hoping she'd reveal some twist justification to her actions or start a redemption arc, but she's a bitch.

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