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loose-leafstudy · 1 year
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22:59pm
monday, january 16
hi, i've started school again :) i've been working as a cna, and i enjoy patient care. but i also wanted to use my biology degree. so i'm working towards going for an accelerated nursing program
i'm taking pre-requisites that my bio degree didn’t cover (developmental psych, nutrition, and pathophysiology), and all of the classes are online. it’s been a transition to get back into school while also working. but it’s a new year and i'm trying to be optimistic haha
✿ wishing everyone the best in the new year (over two weeks later!) 
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hazelfoureyes · 11 days
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⟢Alastor x Cupid FemReader Tasked with making a demon believe in true love or you can’t return to heaven, things immediately go off the rails when you hurt yourself and Alastor catches one of your most troubling arrows; Mania
I managed to finish this despite, ya know, the aforementioned: (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥`)
˚₊ · »-♡→ Week 1 and Week 2 (keep reading)
˚₊ · »-♡→Week 3 and Week 4 smut💦
˚₊ · »-♡→Week 5, Week 6, Week 7, and Epilogue smut💦
「warnings/promises: Alastor x CupidFemReader, broken bones, feet washing, normal sized Luci, you know the outfit in my PFP? You’re wearing that but soft purple and the bottom half is ambiguous because idk baby whatever you feel best in it’s your story, Husk has a bad time, Alastor has a bad time, You have a bad time, Charlie has a great time 👌🏼, not choking」
Minors this one is chill but the next two imma need you to Dni 💋 ♥️ 🧹lovingly
You had made a mistake, yes, but Hell? Really?
Sure, you had dropped an arrow into the water supply of a nunnery which did lead to some unholy behaviors. But! The nuns seemed quite happy. Wasn’t that the point?
Tossing you to Hell through a hastily opened portal was honestly unprofessional. You ended up dropping three stories, upside down, in front of a butcher's shop.
In the seconds between Sera telling you, ‘You can return when you’ve made a sinner believe in true love.’ and Lute kicking you square in the chest through the hell door, you thought it wouldn’t be so hard. True, you couldn’t use your arrows as that wouldn’t be “true love” and also too easy, even gods weak to your shots, but ultimately sinners were still human. Humans were pushovers! Pliable, gentle at their hearts, desiring love and tenderness. How bad could the naughty ones be? 
And then you landed shoulder first onto the pavement. It hurt. Things didn’t hurt in heaven…
Your arrows scattered, quiver spilling when you inverted. Wincing, you scrambled to grab as many as were within reach. Your right shoulder was burning, a new sensation.
You counted them by name as you gathered: Eros, Agape, Philia, Pragma, Philautia, Ludus, Storge… panic. 
ErosAgapePhiliaPragmaPhilautiaLudusStorge— Mania wasn’t there. Arguably the arrow that caused you the most trouble, the sting of Mania would cause a madness that led to obsessive behaviors, possessiveness, jealousy. 
Pulling yourself up, arrows clutched in one hand, the other holding the place near your collar was throbbing, your eyes were frantic in their search.
“What’s this?”
You finally looked up from the sidewalk, a man’s back to you before he turned. Bile rose and burned your throat as he pulled Mania from where it had pierced his chest pocket.
His eyes, shades of red heaven didn’t even entertain, made a simple trip from the arrow's head to your face.
The man went so still you thought for a moment he was a hologram, but you could see the tiniest rise and fall of his chest. A deer facing down a bright light, he remained frozen in place as you began to approach him.
“Excuse my manners, but that’s mine and I really need it back.” Your injured arm moved first and the pain made you see white, a cry so sharp people turned to look. He snapped back to his senses, and with an odd sound you couldn’t quite place, he seemingly disappeared into the ground.
Mania was left behind, shining smugly against the dirty pavement. You didn’t want to make a reach for it, fear flooding you. You’d never felt pain before.
You’d seen it in humans, but never in your existence had you experienced it. Would both arms hurt?
You let the left hand abandon its guarding place and grabbed the errant arrow. Tucking into an alley, you crouched and returned the arrows to their quiver with immense difficulty.
Okay, yes it was Hell but maybe you were a little paranoid. A sense of being watched wouldn't leave you even after you re-emerged from the darkness of the alley. 
The enormity of your task set in as you surveyed the area. You, an obviously heavenly creature even without your wings out on display, would need time to make anyone believe in any form of love. Where would you go in the meantime? And now injured for the first time in your life? How long would that need to mend?
Expanding your view, you saw the currently defunct doomsday countdown hovering above the embassy. Perfect, holy ground would atleast keep you safe for the night, which was falling with a malignant speed.
They couldn’t have given you some time to change? Or pack a set of clothes? Your short sleeved button up a (literally) glowing shade of white was attracting too much attention, golden sandals now cloudy from various fluids across Pentagram city’s streets. Your heart shaped overalls a powdered purple, you looked like an adult child among a sea of very tired professionals. 
When you got to the embassy you only had one good arm to open the heavy doors, which unfortunately didn’t budge. Perhaps you needed two? Trying to muster up some adrenaline, you began to pant. Deep breaths like the women in labour you sometimes worked your magic on.
As soon as you gripped the handle you saw something that made you jump back, muscles flexing around whatever damage you’d done in your body from the fall. A large black snake? Some demonic squid’s appendage? Something unholy grabbed hold of the handle as soon as you had and gave such a tug the doors violently shook.
You spun around to the dark neighborhood behind you. Nothing. Turning back the thing was gone. And so was all of your hope. It was locked. The tears were unwanted and unnecessary, but just-- you were hurting so much, you were dirty, you were alone, and now essentially homeless.
If there was ever a reason to cry, you decided to let yourself have this one. 
The lamplights flickered and the entire street went pitch black. Because of course it did.
Hyperventilating now entirely without intention, you watched as one light to the left popped on with a static buzz. Desperate to be out of the darkness you ran to the spotlight. As soon as your foot entered the beam, the light beside it lit up. Your eyes wandered to heaven above, were they helping you? Had you not been entirely abandoned?
Of course! Yeah. They sensed you at the doors and sent off some guidance. How silly of you. Relief washed over you as you ran through the lights until your foot left one spotlight but the next hadn't popped on.
Twirling back to the embassy, you saw all of the lights shut off in succession behind you.
Just you and the one lamp now, and the glow of some TVs in the shop window to the right. What was the meaning of this? 
That weird sound you heard earlier but couldn’t place… electricity but dusty and barely contained. Your gaze was drawn to the radio in the shop window in front of you. You hadn’t noticed it until it buzzed to life. It lit up faintly, dial turning on its own until a high and smooth voice rang out, “Looking for your way to heaven? You’re in luck! The Hazbin Hotel is now accepting any and all willing to find redemption!”
This must have been the message, I mean, heaven was never good at being subtle.
“Just make your way to the left and toward the looming building atop the hill!”
Your head turned to your left and then up slightly. Bathed in red and white lights stood a behemoth of a building on the edge of a cliff.
Head still facing the hotel, your eyes flitted back to the radio.
“Reception is open 24 hours a day!”
You touched your arm, then patted at your pockets. Not a wallet or ID card on you. You were the 17th Cupid incarnation, why would you have a fucking ID card? But didn’t those places need such things? You’d seen every romcom earth had ever produced. There was always some issue with hotel check ins. 
“Not a red cent needed! We literally do not care who you are!”
Oh. Wait. Was this a trap?
“Created by the Lucifer Morningstar’s daughter! A foolish young woman who genuinely believes in reforming sinners!”
Lucifer?? The former angel, yes, but the word angel carried much more weight now. Perhaps he would have a modicum of pity given your circumstances.
You took an unsteady foot forward and toward the hotel when the street lights all buzzed back to life.
The path to the hotel was long, many demons stopping you on your way but quickly losing interest after a second or two of pestering you. You gave a silent prayer to the archangels for that blessing.
It must have been nearly 1am when you finally made it to the hotel’s doors. When you entered you found an empty reception desk and a poorly written note:
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Before the bell’s hammer even hit the metal, a man popped up from behind the counter.
The man.
The man you shot with Mania.
“Welcome to th-,”
You were outside and leaving the awning before he could finish, but just as quickly as you left he appeared in front of you, “Still missing your manners?”
He blocked your path with his remarkable size. Why were demons so tall? What was the use of it?
“Deer got your tongue?” He bent over unnaturally at the waist.
“What?”
“Would you like-,” he began.
You walked around him and down the driveway. He moved briskly beside you, slowly growing larger and larger until his body was several stories tall and entirely blocking the gates of the premises.
A horror. Hell was full of horrors.
He crouched, large toothy smile now baring down at you.
If you stabbed him in the eye with an arrow, which would cause the least trouble? It was a rule to never give a double love bite but this was a dire situation.
But if you were sent to hell for a little nun love fest, what would purposefully stabbing a sinner do?
He rapidly shrank, hands coming to his front to catch a summoned microphone…Cane? Staff?
“You’re injured. Just, come back inside. I promise I don’t bite without consent.” His head cocked to the side, a quiet, “Usually” tacked on.
We’re you visibly hurt? How bad was it? You looked past him to where sounds of yelling and music were rolling up the hill.
“You don’t have many options, angel.” He hissed the word through clenched teeth. Disgust almost seemed to lace his voice, but why, then, was he offering help?
“Not an angel. Cupid. Different.” Kind of. You gave the quiver a shake.
“Ah yes. That explains why you shot at me earlier.” A large hand came to your side and directed you to turn back around. He kept it there, pushing softly to keep you moving.
“I didn't shoot you.”, You huffed, crossing your arms before doubling over in pain. He stopped walking, hand resting now against your spine. Regaining your composure, you continued towards the hotel lobby, “My arrows fell out and…you caught one. With your body.”
“My pocket made quite the lucky catch. Now!” He snapped, a key appearing and floating into his hand with a sparkle of neon green, “Let’s get you to a room and cleaned up.”
“Do you work here?” You asked as he escorted you to one of the upper floors. The room was surprisingly clean and well decorated. You had expected a dingy highway motel. And while the room was largely dark wood and rich colors, it wasn’t as offensive as the rest of hell had been.
“Ah! My my, forgive me! I am Alastor, the radio demon and hotel manager here.” He bowed and offered his hand for you to place yours in. You did so without thinking, and he kissed your knuckles once but his mouth lingered over your flesh. Eyes half lidded, he glanced back up at you, “It is an absolute pleasure to meet you.”
There was no way to reverse Cupid’s arrows. Not by force. Love could only die by the hands of the ones who held it. Others could definitely bruise it, but ultimately it was up to the beholder. Mania was a little different, obsession could be dispelled by shattering whatever illusion the holder felt.
If the holder thought someone was the epitome of genteel chastity then a show of wanton sexuality could break the spell. If someone was convinced the object of their desire was very smart and savvy then acting ignorant could make the obsession fall flat. But there was no indication he had any illusions of you. Not yet, atleast.
Mania was now his, and he would keep it in his heart until he lost it or killed it. He could, technically, be possessed by, and be in the possession of, Mania for eternity. A sinner had never been shot before, that you knew of.
He didn’t noticeably react as you took back your hand. With a hum, he snapped again and you found a chair pulled up behind you and knocking into the back of your knees. You fell into the plush armchair, watching a metal basin of steaming water slide against your feet.
“Excuse you— ExcUU-,” you pulled your legs back but he pulled harder, Alastor removing your dirty shoes and tossing them off to the side like trash.
“You can't clean yourself with that broken collar bone. Allow me.” His hand gripped your ankles and dunked both into the water, “I insist.”
“It’s broken? How could I break a collarbone…,” the humor wasn’t lost on you, sinner washing holy feet, but your focus was entirely on the concept of a broken bone. 
“Falling twenty five feet head first, apparently.” Alastor rubbed soap into your calves.
“But I don’t break.” What happened to you, what had that kick into hell done? “You saw me? Also, that isn’t dirty.” you pointed at your calf.
“Peripherally.”
Did he mean the dirt or witnessing the fall? You sat in silence while he hummed, returning your feet to their original color. 
“Now,” he rose, patting his hands dry on a small towel, “Unbutton your top.”
Your expression was apparently quite loud, Alastor putting his hands up quickly, “Not like that. I’ve no interest in that sort of thing. I need to see your shoulder and upper chest.” He waited patiently, staring at you the entire time. His smile was so wide, teeth yellow and sharp. Unsettling. 
He really did look like he could eat you. You’d heard of such demons.
You slipped off the straps of your overalls, and began to open your shirt. He did away with the water, coming to kneel directly to your right as he watched. You couldn’t see anything without some kind of mirror. If it was bruised or swollen, it was out of your line of sight. Long clawed hands came to the front and back of your shoulder, pressing inward. You pulled away, a firm grip now as his right hand held at the left side of your waist.
“Are you a doctor?” Hotel manager and doctor would be an unlikely combo, but the day had been odd from start to finish.
A shake of the head, “But when I was alive, I did have quite a lot of experience with the inner workings of anatomy.” You grimaced, how could he say such sinister things with such a lovely voice? “Maybe not broken. But I’d say at least a fracture. Perhaps your heavenly body didn’t take full damage. It hurts when you move your arm, correct?” You nodded. 
He hummed, another click of his fingers and a fabric unfurled into his waiting hands. “Take it all the way off so I can set this.”
You were exhausted. The pain was gnawing at your nerves. No more fight in you, you just wanted rest, so you slipped off the shirt entirely and let him wrap your arm up into a simple sling. You were surprised his hands were so warm. Demons seemed like they’d be cold to the touch. Like lizards or pearls.
When he finished, you sitting in the large chair with your arm wrapped in a silky black sling, no shirt, and pastel purple heart-shaped overalls folded down your torso, you considered having another cry. You felt your chin tremble. You couldn’t recall ever crying from sadness before today.
It was just a mistake. You hadn’t meant to drop your arrow. Why were the archangels so angry? What’s some sex between nuns? 
Alastor bristled, hand coming to your cheek. It was an unwelcome gesture. You batted his hand away with your only free one, but he just sighed and set it on your thigh. You pushed it off, shooting him a glare. The audacity.
You thought you saw his eye twitch.
With what little energy was left in, you stood and open the door for him, “You have been very kind and helpful. Thank you very much. You can leave now.” Oh, right, “Please.”
He stood, pausing as he passed you. He was so tall. Shoulders wide. You felt your heart rate pick up. Even with two good collarbones you knew you couldn’t take him in a fight.
Alastor leaned down to your level, you backing up and into the door, “Until the morning.”
When he said it you had thought he was just going about formalities. But he wasn’t. You awoke some hours later to a knock. When you opened the door he was looming in your doorway again.
You tried to close the door but he put his foot in the gap, then a strong hand wrapped around the door’s edge and he pushed his way into the room.
You sputtered, arm flailing a little as you choked on which reaction to give first. You were undressed, in just your under things.
“I don’t want you to hurt yourself further when you get dressed. I’ll undo the sling and help.” Closing the door he then spun back around to face you, smile as bright as it was earlier that same day. 
“No! Absolutely not! Leave! Please!”
As he guided your arm through the shirt, you struggled to process what had happened. One minute you were indignant and stubborn and then he was so close to you, hands warm and gentle, and then already he was untying the sling and your shirt was just there and-
“See? Wasn’t that easy? No harm in accepting help.” Alastor looked you over from top to bottom.  
“Accepting? What part of any of that did I accept.” You stood bottomless in a button up, trying to get the overalls from the hanger with just your left hand. His chest pressed into your back, nearly forcing you to fall into the armoire, to assist you.
“The part where you didn’t actively fight me. I think we can call that acceptance until you learn better.” His words shook through your ribs and to your front. 
Annoyance rose in your chest, what was he thinking? Humans had no right to touch you let alone a sinner. “You’re an eldritch horror, please back away from the divine creature before you.” Alastor laughed, backing away with the clothes in his hands. Hand out, you motioned for him to pass it over. He tossed it on the floor, and took a seat on the bed with crossed legs. “Oh, I see. You’re an asshole. Perfect.” Pretense gone, manners not needed.
You grabbed it with your left hand and managed to get both legs into it before slinking it up and onto your left shoulder. While you tried to figure out how to do the right side, realizing the flaw in your order of processes, Alastor leaned over and unhooked the left strap, overalls falling to the carpet with a soft thud. 
You stood there for several moments, staring at him with purple fabric pooled around your ankles, him staring at you with a shiteating grin.
After finally getting dressed, preferring to not think about how, you were followed down to the lobby. 
“Breakfast?” He asked, you both in the elevator as he hadn’t gone more than three feet from you since he entered your bedroom. 
“No, no appetite. I need to find Lucifer.” You were sure he could help somehow. Somehow he could do….something. Details about Lucifer’s powers and abilities, his strengths and skills were all kept hush-hush. But if nothing else, you could find someone who understood your position. 
Your hand was being vigorously shaken before the elevator doors even closed behind you. Charlie Morningstar was not what you expected.  Chipper and bright, she was bursting with energy. 
“Gentle, Charlie. Our dear Cupid is injured.” Alastor’s hand came to the small of your back. You reached back with your left hand and knocked it off of you. 
“Like, the real actual cupid?!” Charlie’s eyes were shining, you could almost see the hearts floating up around her face. You felt Alastor’s hand again, now on your hip. You took three steps to the right, slipping from his fingertips.
“Yes, that is exactly what I-.” You were cut off, Charlie launching into a speech about sinners and heaven and redemption and so much more you couldn’t process. 
The energy she gave us was very angelic, which was confusing. Until you saw her father entering the common area.
The most hated creature in all of creation. Your best hope for a tiny sliver of comfort. 
Alastor’s hand reached for yours, fingers trapping your wrist and stopping you from approaching the king of hell. 
You shook your arm. His hold stayed. You tugged. He was unaffected, talking to Charlie now about your injury as if you weren’t right there. 
As Cupid, or at least as a cupid, you weren’t physically strong. You really weren’t meant to exist for a long time, just for as long as your body held up to repeated trips to the human realm. But, in heaven, you were never capable of being harmed. And of course, on earth, you weren’t really corporeal so no harm could come to you. You weren’t built for tug of war with a 7 foot tall demon.
“Mr. Devil! Sir!” You waved your foot, shouting out to the normal sized man. As he saw you, his eyes widened, “Hello there! Sorry to be a bother, I’m from heaven and-” You jerked your hand free, power walking to Lucifer, “I’m here on punishment. It’s a pleasure to meet another member of Elysium’s caretakers. Former or otherwise.”
Flustered, Lucifer fumbled with his phone before dropping it. “Oh! Shit! H-hello!”
You reached down to retrieve it for him, seeing black and red shoes behind you as you did. 
“What — why are you here?” Lucifer was looking at Alastor now, which was great news because for a second you thought he was talking to you. A sneaking feeling leaked into your chest that heaven hadn’t actually told him you were coming. 
“Just keeping an eye on my guest! As you can see she got injured and I’ve taken to the task of her safety while she’s in hell.” 
“No one asked him to do that, sir.” Your smile was strained, you could feel Alastor’s shoulder was touching yours. You looked to where you were connected and then back to Lucifer, “Are all sinners like this?”
“Honestly? Yes. They’re all pretty terrible.” Lucifer sighed, “What did you do?”
A cold sweat, “Misused an arrow. I can’t leave hell until I make a demon who doesn’t already believe in true love…believe in it.”
“Oh no! That’s— you’re gonna be here awhile.” Lucifer pulled at his collar in a mock attempt to release the awkward heat of the conversation. He saw you wither, and Alastor seemed to bloom, so he quickly changed pace, “But! Uhhh, you can totally do it! Charlie has some of the best of the worst here. If I can ever help, just ask!” Nervous laughter that did not put you at ease. He seemed so silly. So sweet and easily flustered. 
You felt your hope dash for a second time in less than a day. How long would you be in hell? How long was awhile?
“She is my responsibility now. She won’t be needing anything from you, your majesty.”
A darkness came over you as the two demons began to bicker. You now had your own obsessed shadow; a large and creepy sinner following you around. How on earth could you get close enough to a demon to complete your task? Convincing someone of true love would require trust and time. This would be impossible with Alastor attached to your side. 
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You spent the first week in hell in the hotel. Everytime you got the courage to leave and explore the areas outside, you’d find yourself shadow portaled “back to safety” by Alastor. It was like the human film ‘Groundhog Day’, always starting over back in the lobby. 
No matter where you went in the hotel, he was either beside you or where you had been headed. You saw the sky less often than Alastor’s grin and you couldn’t stand it. You took to hiding, leaning against darkened stairwell corners and sitting on the floor of the ladies restroom. 
It bought you a little time to yourself, but the second you moved he was there again. Asking if you were a lost little doe, hand reaching for your waist to pull you near him, red eyes threatening to swallow you whole.
Toward the end of the week, while helping you get dressed as he did daily, Alastor took a step back. “I could get you some new clothes. Cannibal town has the finest duds.” He lifted the lace that lined the top of your  pocket, “You stick out. No demon is going to let you trick them into believing in true love like this.”
You could have screamed. No, no demon would even approach you with Alastor standing behind you. It absolutely wasn’t the clothes. You politely rejected the offer and went about your day.
The next morning you awoke to find your floor littered with strips of something. Flinging open the armoire you found two empty hangers. You turned back, noticing the white and purple color to the fabric confetti.
The march to Alastor’s room was easy, as it was 10 feet in front of your door. He had placed you directly across from him, because, ya know, Mania.
He clearly hadn’t expected you to leave your room in your underwear, eyes like saucers as he yanked you in.
“What in heaven are you doing?! Anyone could see you.” He hissed, closing the door with a little too much force.
“Whose fault is that?!” You seethed in return. Anger was something you rarely ever felt but he was inspiring new things in you. “Someone shredded my clothes.”
Alastor’s ears folded back, eyes looking to the left and up, “Odd. Are you sure? Maybe you accidentally threw them away.” That devilish grin you’d come to expect. He knew damn well how stupid that was.
You stomped your foot, if you had two working hands you’d try to rip his antlers off, “Are you serious?!” You turned to leave, kicking the door before attempting to open it.
A large hand pressed back on the door, slamming it shut. His breath was dropping down the back of your neck despite his considerable height, “You will not be leaving this room in such a state of undress, my dear.”
His voice was so low and close, had anyone ever spoken to you with such a commanding tone? A new feeling twitched in you. You blocked it out.
“You don’t get to make decisions for me,” said too softly.
His other hand came to press on the door, too. An arm to either side of you, trapped, as he leaned in. You pressed yourself against the door to make distance from his body.
“Oh, I absolutely do. Who is going to stop me? You?” Alastor’s voice had noticeably dropped an octave as he whispered what felt like a challenge against your hair.
Who indeed…you had no strength, an arrow would either be useless or complicate things. Lucifer seemed preoccupied and jittery. Heaven wasn’t returning your prayers.
He took your silence as an answer.
“Exactly. Now, I’ll only ask nicely once.” His hands left, warmth on your neck fading. You turned to look at him, sensing his eyes burning holes into your back.
He was holding a two piece set. Older style, 1920s American maybe. Black and burgundy. When did he have time to get this when every hour seemed to be spent near you?
“May I help you get dressed?”
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You’d gotten quite close with the few residents who didn’t run at the sight of Alastor. Husk was one of them. You became fast friends, often drinking and lamenting about Alastor’s general existence as Alastor sat some 15 feet away on the sofa. Still not allowed outside the hotel gates, your second week you spent many hours at the bar talking to the surprisingly kind grump.
To your delight Alastor didn’t seem bothered by it, oddly, as long as you were in eyesight he seemed content.
You thought maybe his mania was already waning. Sure you hadn’t attempted to leave the hotel, and you hadn’t argued when he dressed you, but…Ah, hm. Fuck.
Mania can look like Love when you don't struggle against it. A fly motionless in a web can elude the spider for a little bit.
Don't push against the restraints and you can forget they are there entirely.
But push you did, accidentally. Husk was making some new cocktails, trying to enjoy himself and be creative. 
“Yeah, that’s it.” He grinned.
“Good?” 
He took another sip before handing the glass to you. You grabbed it, taking a taste. Sweet but a bite as it went down. Something with citrus. When you looked up from the glass, he was gone.
A choking noise from behind the bar made you stand up in your seat, eyes flying from Husk to Alastor. A glowing green leash dragging Husk across the floor, his hands desperately pulling at the collar as he struggled to breath. 
“Stop!” You shouted, crawling over the bar and grabbing the chain with your good arm. You tried to pull back, to slow the choking force, but got pulled along with it. “Alastor!” You screamed as your shoulder hit the floor and sent searing pain down your arm. 
You could hear Husk gasp, the green glow disappearing from past your clenched eyelids. 
“Why can’t you-,” Alastor started to speak a he came to your side. Husk scurried away, crawling back from the demon. You hit the hand Alastor offered you but were surprised to see his face painted with concern.
“I said stop.” After rolling to your feet you began to march away. “Every time I find something nice in this piece of shit domain you remind me I’m in hell.”
You had almost made it to your room when a hand pulled you by the good shoulder and pushed you against the wall. It still hurt. 
“Don’t you know? Sharing a drink, it’s as close to a kiss as you could get without bringing your mouth to his.”
“It was a drink, Alastor. You had no right.”
His hand settled on your throat. No grip, just a gentle placement, “I have every right.” His brows knit together in worry, in confusion. “What should I do to make you understand me?” His hand came to your chin, thumb ghosting over your lips.
“If I let you go too far, someone will surely take you. Who wouldn’t? Please. Stop pushing me so much.” His eyes were almost loving as they shined down at you. His breath was picking up. You could hear the desperation in his voice. 
Those damned eyes were unrelenting in their stare into your own. There was no creature in presence or audacity in heaven like Alastor. You’d never encountered anything like him. 
“Of all the Love you had to take a stray hit from, Mania really was the cruelest accident.” You held your hand at the crook of your neck, wondering if you did more damage. No, if he did more damage.
“Mania? Is that the arrow I caught? How fitting.” His finger pulled down on your bottom lip. You’d seen this movie, you’d been there for these scenes in dorm rooms and under rainy awnings, in darkened beds and sunny fields. You could move, no part of him was actually holding you physically. “Yes, maybe I am obsessed. But whose fault is that? Will you take responsibility for it?” His chest was shaking with every breath. Why didn’t you move? Just walk away. Knock off that touch as you had been doing. You hadn’t noticed how quickly you were breathing, too, until his hand was pulling your chin up and towards his face.
It only came out as a whisper, half said as it was only half meant, “don’t.”
A laugh, “At least pretend you mean it.” 
Your knees came together in some desperate attempt to stop the feeling creeping up your legs and to your lap, “Apologize to Husk.”
“Why would I ever do such a thing?” His breath was so warm on your mouth, face tilted to keep his nose from hitting yours.
“What a terrible reply!” You slid down the wall and slipped under his arms, “If you shadow work your way into this room I will fuck that horny spider on camera just to spite you.” You opened your door, pausing to make sure he was still down the hall, “Angel on Angel, working title.”
Your whole body went slack, the sounds of a wild animal loose in the hallway rocking the door as you took shaky steps to the bed, paintings on the walls rattling as he did unseen damage. Sounds of an unknown, unholy animal raging just past the thin drywall. 
Had you ever seen Mania work so quickly with so little fuel? Hand coming to your mouth, a burning where his finger touched you. 
No one had touched your lips before. No one could ever hope to. Humans were beyond the realm of feeling you, and you didn’t allow kissing with the partners you took in heaven. Personal rule. As in, it was too personal.
The lights in your room flickered, briefly shrouding you in darkness before coming back to life.
Deja vu.
Oh.
What had he introduced himself as? The radio demon? It wasn’t heaven who brought you to the hotel. Of course not. 
No. Obviously not.
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mintncreamedbeans · 9 months
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Okay. First of all, I’m so happy you made it too 100 followers! I thought I had followed you when I first found your- page? Account? Idk what to call it I’m still also kinda new to tumblr so I still don’t really have the “tumblr language” all learned, but apparently I had not, sorry for that!
SECOND! I wanted to ask a request? Uh I wanted to see if you could uh, draw my sans, Gold! He’s from my au, GoldTale,
(um I chose his name a long time before I chose the name of the au!)
If you don’t know what he looks like uh- (he’s my pfp) and you can go to my- uh page (profile???) and with a tiny bit of search, you’ll find him! He has a yellow jacket, and a- grayish blue for his shirt, and- his pants are a very dark purplish blue/navy color. you can choose the pose, if he’s happy, sad, mad, everything! If you want, you don’t gotta make a background, I don’t mind! Just have fun with it! :D
If you don’t wanna draw him that’s totally fine! I’m happy enough with you reading this and knowing that I really REALLY LOVE YOUR ART! It’s awesome and I hope you keep posting it on here, but don’t remember to have breaks and stuff! :DD
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hipster--kitten · 10 months
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This blog is my "main" blog but it's not what Tumblr considers my "main"/primary blog (which is what shows up when I like/follow stuff), my memory is terrible but I think this blog became my primarily used blog due to it starting as an aesthetic blog and ending up being for a while the only blog I used.
Anyway, this has been a problem for me since it started because there's no way to change what Tumblr considers your main/primary and because of that instead of moving my posting to what Tumblr considers my primary blog I did a totally not sus-looking workaround by making my primary blog have nothing but links to this blog, with the custom blog page being literally just a redirect to this blog's custom page. The pfp is identical and the URL is nearly the same.
I don't wanna have it be this way anymore, and to my knowledge Tumblr has still not added a way to change your main/primary blog so I'm kinda at a loss on what to do. This blog has literally over 6 years of posts so it would honestly suck to start over on another blog and have to search both blogs when I wanna find stuff. By switching I'd also be hoping that the small handful of people who still interact with this blog would be willing to follow me on my primary blog as well. The other pain in the ass would be copying my custom blog page over to the primary blog and making sure it works properly.
Idk, I'm frustrated with my teenage self for just continuing to dig myself into this hole rather than just moving to the primary blog when it first became a problem, because now I worry that people don't follow my side blog(s) because they see me follow them on my primary blog and leave when they see it's purely empty other than linking to this blog. I feel like I wanna do this move because I don't want that to be a problem anymore but it's gonna be rough, I doubt any of my mutuals have had this problem but please let me know if y'all have any suggestions for how to make any part of this issue better.
Also, it would mean a lot if my mutuals/active followers would be willing to follow my primary blog (@hipster--kittenn) so that if I do follow through on this I'll at least have y'all there, if I don't move y'all won't see anything from that blog so I'd hope that makes it feel like less commitment since it's not entirely just following a new blog, and if I do move there all the same posts I share here will be on there and I'll change the URLs (which I need to pick a better URL anyways since these ones are so dated lmao)
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starsovermyhead · 2 years
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Would you mind explaining the straw lore? I’ve seen people say Jensen’s dad told him drinking out of straws is not manly. I have no idea what the source on that is… and is the connection to the photo JA trolling his dad or is all of this blown out of proportion?
This got long.
So, in 2013 at NJCon J2 Panel, Jensen took a sip of his iced tea and said, "I don't like straws. My father said once there's no manly way to drink from the straw". Jared then immediately drank his tea through the straw, they laughed and moved on. It was gifed, you can find screenshots on pinterest if you want.
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Fastforward to the end of 2020 and people re-discovering 15 years of fandom history in one sit, and the straw quote is now used as a proof of Jensen's toxic masculinity/homophobia/you name it. And under every post that mentions Jensen doing something gender-nonconforming or saying something about gender, sexuality or masculinity, or even under posts about his new roles, in the notes, there would be people bringing up this moment as some sort of ultimate gotcha. Or, at best, acting like he said this yesterday and is finally opening his eyes. All this about the quote from 2013.
Now, don't get me wrong, it was a dumb thing to say. I watched that video, this moment was clearly meant as a bit and not an expression of his life philosophy or whatever, but it is a stupid joke and it made me cringe. God, I hate con videos, they give me terrible second-hand embarrassment.
But it's been 9 years ago. Jensen's younger kids weren't born yet, I'm not even sure about JJ. People can grow a lot over much shorter time, and I don't believe Jensen was a "bad" person to begin with. There are tons of evidence and stories about him being a kind and open-mided man, even if he were more conservative back then (idk if he actually was). To dismiss all that because he isn't a perfect paragon (neither are other cast members, nor any of us), to mock him for his efforts to change is cruel and disheartening. Yeah, he's a rich white man, he won't see it, but other people do, and it's disgusting.
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It's from S9 (2013-2014) gag reel, btw (x)
As for the photo, he had it as his pfp for several years (I can't tell you when exactly because I wasn't in the fandom back then). It's actually from the extremelly cute Jensen/Danneel photoshoot, to which I can't find a link right now. Interestingly, it's was either made in 2012 or 2013. Hmm.
I don't think this pfp is related to Jensen's father, mostly because I don't believe this extremelly dumb idea really mattered to Jensen (as an adult) in any way and certainly not to the extent some parts of the fandom like to think. It's a nice goofy photo, very in his style, why not use it on SM?
PS. While I was searching for the straw quote, I found articles on the same topic, from this year (and one about growing up with cold fathers, lol). I think Jensen is ok, actually.
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emeraldbabygirl · 1 year
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Bruh it’s getting to the point that my blog is so messy and such an eyesore and I hate my fics so much that I want to just deactivate. Either completely or start fresh. Like I rarely tag reblogged so sometimes my own posts cause I get lazy and just don’t feel like tagging and then later on when I try to find a post I can’t cause I didn’t tag it or I did and I can’t remember what tags I used or the tags don’t register so I have to search through multiple other posts just to find the one I want
And my blog has like a cute pfp and header and colors but all my posts are just chunks of texts with the same plain ass font and my master list is the most basic master list I’ve ever seen and some of the links are broken and I can’t find the posts to fix them so they stay broken.
I don’t have a layout with easy to get to posts, I don’t have cute lil fonts and details in my posts, I don’t put links within links like what some people do with their masterlists and I know I originally made fics and posts for myself and then I started putting tags in but half my posts I’ve made over the past couple months I feel are a complete waste of time even if I reblog them myself, they aren’t even good posts like the content is a complete train wreck I talk about so much in some posts when it’s supposed to be like one topic and then I have the audacity to get “upset” or “disappointed” when my posts get no notes at all or like 2 likes or a reblog. Like I should be grateful people even bother to look at my dumb shit and say “I like that.” Like I have over a thousand followers and I notice the same like 2-5 people in my notifs that like or make any interaction at all with my posts. Idk what the others are doing but I just ugh. And I constantly feel like I have to make posts on everything and I have to constantly be on tumblr and I have to message people and I have to do this and this and I like when I took breaks from tumblr but my mind is constantly running and I want to share my thought cause sometimes I imagine people liking my posts and stuff. Idk I’m just ranting which I do a lot. And like I notice blog that have lil tags for when they ramble and things and I had that with the 3 brain cell hour but that’s not a thing anymore.
I totally get the destructive feeling of wanting to cleanse your account and get rid of everything and start fresh with a new identity but there are some things on this blog that I want to keep to look at later if I want. I have most of my gifs backed up but now I can’t back anymore up cause my computers are both dead and I can’t charge them cause there’s something wrong with the cable. I think Cooper chewed it like he did my last two pairs of earbuds.
And and because in complete Willow fashion I have to spill everything, I get days off where I want to catch up on a comeback of write a little or watch a series or do something that makes me feel like a mature adult but my day off gets here and I do none of that. I revert to channel surfing all night and into the morning when there’s nothing of interest on. And I watch like one video then “feel the need” to come here and share whatever my thoughts are and I feel like in a way, some of the things I do, if they are recent habits, have before so “organized” that they aren’t really organized and it’s not like “oh do this if you want whenever you have free time” it’s “this is what you should do on your day off as your free time” and then it doesn’t feel like free time. But then..ok I’m gonna stop now cause I do my want to get into literally everything even tho I really just dump shit on this account.
Tl;dr: I think I need another break but I just want to focus on one fic and I want to clear out my drafts of unfinished fics and I want to get away from the internet and social media. But I also wish I could learn how to make my blog more appealing to the eyes and make things that maybe will invite more people to my blog, I want to start making cooler looking layouts and things and learn how to make gifs but I’m obviously so lazy anyway which is another problem. And I don’t like to spill everything about me online, unless I’m talking to someone I trust I’d rather have my blog be less personal like I don’t want everyone to know everything about me but sometimes I just want to spill everything.
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tyunni · 2 years
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omg advice on having a good theme i beg!!
AHHHHHHHHHDHSHDHS THIS IS SUCH A SWEET ASK STOP 😭😭 first of all im extremely thankful and flattered that you would come to ME for theme advice ☹️
I HOPE this post is helpful in some way, i'm trash at giving advice 🥲 keep in mind that this is all from my experience and this is all my opinion 🙌🙌
Honestly i dont have much to say. What i keep in mind for my themes is that i have to follow a certain style or a vibe. Like for example my current theme (and the themes i've had for the past.. idk how long) looks like a video game! Usually the ideas pop up in my head themselves, but there are times when i look for inspo on pinterest or simply search stuff up on google. Do not be afraid to look for inspiration and don't feel discouraged when your theme doesn't turn out the way you initially thought it would.
I also usually find it easier to focus on one part of my theme and put the most effort into it. Most of the time the most detailed parts of my themes are my pinned posts/navigations. Specifically, the parts where i introduce myself! Therefore, my thought process usually goes like this:
Choose a certain vibe (video game, magazine, diary, etc.)
Think of a way i could write a short about me in a way that would fit the style i'm going for.
This step is optional, sort of 😭 but if nothing pops up in my head i just search up "*insert something* character introduction/info". Like "video game character introduction" "diary character info". Having a visual example is always good. You don't have to necessarily copy it, but looking at different variations and piecing them together in your head definitely helps! That way you can come up with your own idea while using certain parts of certain images you found.
EDIT EDIT AND EDIT!!!
Personally for me, it takes extremely long to get something to look decent. I switch through different apps and ideas. Sometimes i take days to find what i like, and most of the time it looks completely different from how i wanted it to. Just know that you should take as many breaks as you'd like, take a few days if you want to! Looking at something with fresh eyes helps you see the "flaws" you couldn't see when you were frustrated and/or tired. Also helps you get new ideas as well, or interpret the idea you initially had in a completely different way! Delete everything and start from scratch if you want to. Experiment. Please just experiment, trust me. AND AND AND WATCH A LOT OF TUTORIALS !!! YDK THE AMOUNT OF STUFF U CAN DO WITH UR EDITING APP. ESP IBIS PAINT X. OH MY GOD.
The apps that i use are: ibis paint x (this is my main one frrr), picsart, canva, polarr. Also use the website ezgif to make the gifs, if i have to ofc! Trust, that website is a life saver if you don't have Photoshop (dw im broke too HELPP 😭😭)
I sometimes use capcut as well, then convert the video from mp4 to gif with the ezgif website. Literally promoting that website like my life depends on it, sponsor me :////// slash jay
Also, if you find pictures but want to adjust the colors, use polarr. Absolutely one of my top 3 editing apps, it has helped me a lot!
I've also seen a lot of people put far more effort into their headers instead of navigations, their themes look absolutely stunning as well! Some don't even have headers!
I think it's important to have that balance: having some simple parts and some detailed parts. I keep that in mind for my overall theme and also for the navigations as well. If you put a lot of detail into the header and the navi/pfp/whatever, it just becomes too much.
If you put a lot of detail into your about me part of the navi (if you are even planning to make an about me part), then you should keep the links more simple! If you're putting more details into the links and the way they're placed, the symbols and fonts you use, etc. then keep the about me + pics less complicated!
Themes don't have to be complicated for them to look good, you don't even have to use pictures in the pinned if you don't want to! You can just keep everything short and sweet. Sometimes simple themes are the best ones, if done well.
Also quick tip: I don't recommend using crazy fonts, it becomes harder to read if you overuse them.
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ragnvdnir · 2 years
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Fr like I didn't ask them if they like him or not 🙄 They could have replied with I don't use him that mush or smth like that.... 🙄 I have this irl friend who has Baal and we love running around with Diluc and Baal causing havoc around Teyvat (also we love when their idle animations with the birds sync up!!! ^^) She will be the only Baal I trust hereafter 😤
Diluc may not be the most op now but I still love him! He's gotten me out of trouble plenty of times 😚 honestly I love alot of the og characters 🤭 Lisa is one of my favs and has never left my team!
I wasn't exactly calm.. more like really sad that I didn't even have the energy to fight back? Is that a thing?? 😔 also the host was new to the game so I didn't want to spoil their experience and I didn't leave coz I promised to help them. Later the Baal main kinda took over the operation so I left
I understand that some ppl don't like certain characters but you don't have to be so mean about it or to others who like said character
Sorry about ranting 🙁 idk why this is getting to me so much... I'm usually very neutral
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right??? their opinion is irrelevant /j /hj
*searches how to be bird to get too close to them like that* nah bc those birdies are too close for what??🤨🤨
speaking of lisa, i remember when i first started playing i thought i wont get affected by her since shes not my type but u thought wrong 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ everytime she calls us cutie i just fold and like🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️one of the reasons why mained her and chongyun back then was bc she's like and and pretty and i love her violet🤩✊
oh that person is a baal main?? dang why is it always the raiden mains😭😭 like idk i somehow get intimidated whenever a player has her as their pfp😭😭
true that anon, they dont have to go into details because i do not care🙄🖐️🖐️
its fine dw! i would too if someone said that they hate diluc😩🤛
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yamagucji · 3 years
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some tips for writing blogs, especially those who are just starting out. these are some things that works for me and may or may not work for others.
how to add a read more link on mobile
type :readmore: on a free space, then hit the enter or return button
personally i think they’re very helpful because it lessens the space you take up in your dash, and might encourage more people to rb
+ you can also add this on a spot where it gives a sort of cliffhanger, essentially making people want to ‘read more’
headers, banners, and dividers
though not necessary, it’s good to have a title for your work. make sure it’s bold and doesn’t blend in with your notes (aka pairing, warnings, etc.). this also helps when someone wants to look up one of your works in your search bar
i don’t really make banners or covers for my works. but some good apps that i know of would be picsart and canva. if you’re looking for ideas, i definitely recommend going into canva
wondering how to make those really small, thin dividers? you can make them using picsart! to make a divider hit tools > free crop > brush > size (adjust it to your preference > then draw a line along the edge of your photo > save
using the divider you just saved, go back to picsart and edit it again > draw option > hit rainbow square at the bottom left corner > hit suction/droplet symbol right below the check mark > color in the white spots bc for some reason picsart glitches and makes dividers look white-ish
new blog? just opened an account?
this is gonna sound really frustrating. but... tumblr needs to check if you’re a bot or not. what does this mean? it’s likely that your first few posts won’t show up on the search bar. you may not even get to edit your header/pfp yet ://
this happened to me and there was no visibility on my account at ALL. what helped me get ‘verified’ is that i followed a LOT of accounts, liked a bunch of posts, made some posts here and there. now that lets tumblr know you’re not a bot
visibility
the tumblr tagging system usually only allows the first 5 tags in your post to show up. so, what can do you about this? only use FIVE or less tags in your post. wait about 15 minutes or more until you can add some more tags in your post, and they usually all show up like that
another important thing about using tags is not to generalize! especially if you’re using a popular tag. but also don’t specify it too much where barely anyone looks it up. for example, if you’re writing a gn piece about oikawa, i recommend you use the tags such as: oikawa x reader, haikyuu x reader, oikawa x gn!reader, haikyuu headcanons, etc
a good rule of thumb is to use character x reader tags first, then leave the full name or fandom tag last
FOR NSFW: tumblr doesn’t let any tags with nsfw show up. so, give your nsfw works another tag. maybe #namegetspicy idk, you figure it out
FOR WARNINGS: especially if you’re a dark content creator, i highly encourage you to add tw:xyz tags. if you already have a warning note at the top then that’s great. but even better for readers who prefer to actually block these tags that way they never get to see it
another important thing to note is that people have different timezones. it helps if you rb your work at a different time of the day, in case people missed it! (icymi) i’ve noticed that reblogging helps to make your post show up in the tags
interaction + feedback
first and foremost, you are not obligated to write for your followers, and neither are your followers obligated to interact with you. remember that everyone has their own individual lives, and they have their own things to do— so do you, too.
make friends! become mutuals with other writers, visit their ask box. i know it can be daunting having to initiate these things, but you might just turn out to have fun! you can’t expect people to interact with you if you’re not interacting (back). it’s... kind of a two way thing yk? no need to be afraid to interact with other writers. oh, and rb other writers works!
pspsps join tag games or do ask games. it’s fun and very interactive
it never hurts to ask for feedback. i usually do this in a more subtle way because i don’t really expect a full on analysis on my works. maybe a little, is this okay? or feedback appreciated. sometimes it takes a little bit of coaxing for the silent readers
formatting your posts and blog
i generally put in the title at the top in big, bold letters
then comes the header/divider. helps to make the post more... visually appealing ig?
it’s important to add warnings (if any) and the pairing. the audience is not all female, and it might be a little frustrating for male readers having to find out its an x fem reader piece like halfway through your fic
if you have multiple works posted, it’s really really helpful to have a navigation page!
you can organize the posts you make with tags! for example, if you’re shitposting, you can use a specific tag for that. if you have a nsfw related post (ESPECIALLY when your blog is open to the general audience) please make a tag for it
themes + colors
if you have a color in mind but don’t know which direction to go from there, i recommend looking up color + aesthetic
looking to use the same color? download a name color app that’ll give you a hex code for any color you want to use. then, you can type in that hex code for when you’re choosing a color for your tumblr bio
wondering how to make your header image small like mine? just choose a photo for your header and turn off the stretch image option
want to use a different text color that tumblr doesn’t offer? it’s not as complicated as you think. you’ll have to go on a desktop to do this and do some html (but trust me, it’s not very difficult). look up “HTML noob but trying my best - how to use colored text on desktop”
^^ i don’t have the link for the color text tutorial so you can try looking it up
how to make an aesthetic navi and masterlist
step 1: decide a theme! if you’re stuck, think about a character + color/season/mood or look up “[insert] aesthetic” to find some inspiration. or you can try looking at other blogs too
step 2: find a color scheme! it’s easier if you choose fewer colors. if you want to use the same color for both divider and text, download a color name app in order to get the hex code of that color.
step 3: add categories to your navi! most navigation pages include a link to masterlist, about/byi, and rules. your navi should have a title that indicates that it’s... a navigation page. you can add thin colored dividers with the same color to make it easier for followers to navigate
step 4: you can choose to create a ‘cover’ or a picture for your navigation and masterlist! again, i recommend you use the canva app as a starting point
extra: search up emoticon symbols to spice up your titles!
reminder for you as a writer
you’re not obligated to do any of these things. i’ve noticed that we tend to build pressure on ourselves when it comes to content and interaction. remember, this !! is !! for !! fun !! when you realize that it’s no longer fun, then know that it’s time to take a break. and there’s nothing wrong with a bit of self care.
^^ c/p from this post lol
at the end of the day, follower count and interaction doesn’t define you. again for the love of beings, you’re here on your own accord.
will be adding more if needed/asked.
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femdomlieeh · 3 years
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you asked what our favorite groups were, so be prepared this will be a long list not in any particular order but also kinda like- who i listen to the most, etc, so like, not in order but they are, lmao-
The Boyz - i bias changmin (q) and kevin, and if you're talking ot12, i love hyunjoon (hwall) (as you can tell by my pfp)
Seventeen - mínghào, seokmin, and jihoon (the8, dk, and woozi)
ATEEZ - seonghwa and mingi are my babies
Stray Kids - seungmin and jisung (han)
Monsta X - changkyun (i.m)
Everglow - i don't know them super well, but so far i like mia
SHINee - honestly all of them, but if i had to pick it would be taemin
ITZY - ryujin. just. i love that woman and i would trust her with my LIFE
Red Velvet - irene! i used to really like wendy as well, but I've heard she's said some problematic stuff so uh, yikes-
NCT - ten, lucas, and jungwoo mainly, but i also have other biases
Like A Movie - joha and domo
Pentagon - kino (hyunggu) and yanan
Twice - same sort of boat as everglow, but i like tzuyu
EXO - chanyeol, minseok (xiumin)
BTS - taehyung (v), yoongi (suga), jimin :))
there's a lot more but this is all i can think of right now
Honestly I prefer longer answers so dw♥️
Tbz: I still don’t think Ik them well enough but I think for now the guys that interest me the most are Kevin, Eric & Chanhee (New).
Svt: Ot13 but I get bias wrecked by Vernon and Seokmin a lot
Atz: Ot8 bc this is one of my ults — however, San been wrecking me in crop tops lately🥺
Skz: I don’t have a bias anymore but I usually get wrecked the most by Felix and Jeongin
Mx: I can’t decide between them bc ceveryone has been my bias at least once but MAYBE Changkyun (I.M) for now
Everglow: I also don’t think Ik them well enough either, but Jiwon (E:U) from day one bc I thought she looked so badass and then when they came back w/ Adios and she RAPPED—🥵 but Yoorim (Aisha) wrecks me a LOT bc she’s cool when she raps and she’s strong and also I like that she’s tall yet a bit shorter than me🥺🥺♥️
Shinee: OH MY GOD! I cannot pick. At first it was Taemin bc I knew him from his solo work but since I started listening to their old songs I no longer can pick a bias!
ITZY: Lia🥺🥺🥺 But Ryujin has been wrecking me right b4 their upcoming cb so who knows what might happen
Rv: Sooyoung (Joy) is one of the only idols I’ve ever been loyal to, and by that I mean I’ve never had another bias in Rv + I consider her to be one of my ults overall. I just love her so much and I’d 100% go sub for her— Anyway, Yerim wrecks me a bit every now and then especially bc I love her cute laugh sm it makes me rly happy☺️
(I’ve also heard abt Wendy’s problematic behavior but Idk enough info on it tho eh)
Nct: oh fuck— I’ve had so many different biases over the years but I think the only consistent ones have been Mark, Donghyuck (Haechan), Lucas & Jungwoo. I get wrecked by everyone all the time but these days mostly by Jaehyun, Johnny, Jaemin & babie Shotaro🥺
Like a movie: I don’t know this group but I searched up pics and I find Joha and Domo the most attractive too lmao
Ptg: I’m actually pretty sure it’s Yanan and Kino — and wtf we have the same biases😂
Twice: I love this group so much ugh. I consider Chaeyoung and Nayeon to be two of my ult idols in general, but the members, especially Mina and Tzuyu, wreck me here and there. If u wanna get to know them or if u want me to send a list of my favorite tracks by them, send an ask :)
Exo: I’d consider Jongin (Kai) and Sehun my biases
Bts: Jimin was my first bias and I’ve always thought of him as my bias, but Taehyung (V) has wrecked me so much all these yrs so I might as well just call myself Vmin biased
Thanks for the ask!
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boydykegenius · 5 years
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im going to take a moment to ramble about how much i love this musical. again, no one has to read this.
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I've always loved history, and women in history. I think I've always secretly had a soft spot for Henry VIII six wives, despite the fact I was always told they were evil to him since I was ten.
the first time I ever heard anything good about any of the six wives was also when I first heard about Six. it was in our first lesson on our Elizabeth I topic last year, and we were doing a brief rundown of the Tudors. my history teacher last year, told us about how intelligent Anne Boleyn was and how strong headed she'd been, and shut down all remarks of her purely being a gold digger. Anne Boleyn had always been my favourite.
During that lesson a boy in my class asked if my teacher had heard of Six, a musical about Henry VIII six wives. I noted it but didn't listen to it at the time.
Then a week or two later, my friend was singing 'think about it maybe XO baby' and said it was from Six. I said that *boy in my classes name* had mentioned that. she said I should listen to it and she thought I'd like it.
Shockingly, I listened to it that night. I've always been bad at listening to musicals, but idk what made me. by the time it got to 'everybody always talks about that but never Henry's little... prick up your ears' and I was sold. I told my friend who had mentioned it that I was in love with it then.
After that, it was all I listened to. Literally. I've been listening to beetlejuice very recently but it was literally all I listened to for months.
I'd be excited to get home from school because I could listen to six. I'd watch YouTube on my laptop with my headphones over one ear and my earphones in the other with Six on my phone
I didn't want to become obsessed with the cast or anything, I searched it on Tumblr once and saw that someone's pfp was Millie and thought 'that must be one of the cast members' but I didn't want to be obsessed.
the night after I listened to it I watched the one show performance. I fell in love with Millie.
the Monday I listened to it was the Monday after west end live. I also watched those. and the one from 2018. yeah I was obsessed with the cast. oops ig
I watched megasixes before getting up in the morning. it was the first musical where I felt genuinely upset that I wouldn't be able to see it. it felt so supportive, especially when I found out Aimie and genesis were dating
the day of London pride, on Aimie and Courtneys takeover, I saw that Courtney was dating a girl. my heart was so full. it was almost an extra reminder that as a lesbian I could be happy with a girl in the future.
I'd fallen in love with the entire cast, I thought they were so incredible, and although I was so excited to see new actresses taking on the roles (and I still am I cannot wait to see Courtney and Danielle and all the new alts) I thought I wouldn't be able to see it before the cast change and see the cast who I loved so much
then when I was given some holiday money, my first thought was that I'd be able to afford six tickets. my friend agreed that if I got her a boyfriend she'd come and see it in London with me. she has a boyfriend (not by my doing though) and I've seen Six on the west end. win win.
I bought tickets in mid july and I was ill when I booked it, for the 4pm show on the 12th of October, bc they were essentially the only tickets before the cast change. I couldn't jump around but I swear I would have if I could.
I was so excited and it was still all I listened to. I had a countdown which was about 63 days from when I booked it.
by this point I proper loved Courtney and I really hoped she was going to be on when I went. the Thursday after I went back to school, on a fan accounts story I saw a tweet. I was seeing Courtney's last show.
I'd seen the megasixes from graces last show and cried. I cried for 45 minutes when I found out I was seeing courtneys last show.
yesterday, my dreams finally came true. I saw six the musical on West End. I saw Courtney's last show. I saw Millie O'Connell live. I met the cast I love so much. I hugged Courtney Stapleton. I sobbed through Heart of Stone. and Ex-wives. and Six. I got my own megasix.
today, the 2018-2019 cast reunited and sung together for the last time. I think what I'm trying to get at is what these girls have taught me is unexplainable. I know that somewhere, although I've never believed in the afterlife, that the six wives of Henry VIII are watching their stories being told, properly, for the first time. Six may not be 100% perfect, but it's given them a chance to reclaim their stories.
I love this show. I love these girls. and I know this may seem so over the top but I wanted to vent all this somewhere so at least I could ramble.
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violetnuisance · 4 years
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Eep need an opinion- I highkey want to post some of my writing on Ao3, but I'm scared to- Like I dunno bow to start and only one person reads it help- ~🌸
Yes, you should post your works, flower anon!!! I’m just gonna be safe rather than sorry and assume you don’t have an account yet. So lemme explain how to “get started.”
1. Ao3 or Wattpad?
A lot of people discredit Wattpad but underneath the outer layer of young teen cringe, it’s actually a decent platform. People can make inline comments within your chapters to react to a certain part of your story which I think is really neat. Trying to find fics on Wattpad is kind of a mosh pit. You just fall down a rabbit hole that has no clear organizational pattern whatsoever. Despite that hellhole, if your fic is decently written, it’ll get attention from the fandom. I usually get a lot more interaction from my Wattpad readers than my Ao3 ones.
Personally, I still prefer Ao3. While I don’t get as many comments, the set up is a lot cleaner. I know that as long as I label my fic with the fandom it’s in, people will be able to clearly find it. Whereas Wattpad is one gigantic mosh pit. Since you personally mentioned ao3, I’m gonna give a lil more info on that.
2. Starting ao3
Well, you’re gonna wanna create an account. Since ao3 is completely operated by nornal joes and not a corporate entity, once you apply for an account, you’ll receive it in a couple days to a week or so. I think I got mine in two days. It wasn’t that long. Truth be told, I dunno much about setting up the actual account. I still don’t even have a pfp, and I just learned how to subscribe to authors lol.
3. Publishing a fic
I highly recommend you write something up in google docs or word and then paste it into the platform. But after you have the first part written and you give it a nice title and summary, it’s time to caregorize it. Categorizing it will draw more attention to it then the prior two aforementioned ever will. My summary’s suck and I always rely on tags. Prime example: Wait a Minute
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We love just quoting song lyrics. But lemme break it up a lil.
Fandom/Pairing: just plug these bitches in. This is what most people are gonna search for and how most will find ur fic
Tags: okay so lemme tell u, I don’t take tags that seriously. Just chug in a few about what your story is. If it’s a slow burn, put that, and whatnot. But also use non official tags. Sometimes ppl just click wgen a tag bewilders them or makes them laugh. Under the table is a great example of this bullshittery.
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Used to have more interaction on it before I deleted and reposted 😪
Rating: So besides tags, people can narrow their search results by choosing a certain rating. So try ya best to rate accordingly. Ao3 has a great lil explanation of each rating. If someone’s searching for only Explicit fics, they not gonna want to see one of just Sal and Ash playing tic tac toe. Twister on the other hand...
4. Wrapping Up
Idk I can’t remember anything else. High key I’m just a bumbling idiot who got lucky. When I posted Wait A Minute, it was before Sally face fanfics started heavily coming in. Since it was one of the first, it obviously got more traction. If I had posted it later, it’d probably just be lost in the sea of fics with gaping plot holes.
BUT I WILL READ UR FIC OVER BEFORE YOU POST IT IF YOU WANT??? But forewarning, I take beta reading seriously. I litter the documents people send with suggestions or concerns or whatever in the comments. So if ya don’t want that but would still like another pair of eyes on it, just tell me. I’ll still read it, but bite my tongue.
But honestly, you should post. Fandoms always need new content creators.
Also forgive me for typos, but I’m not reading over this before posting
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erwansstuff · 3 years
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Check-in tag
‘Thank you @beedragony
1. Why did you choose your url?
uuuuh i suck at finding names so bad (just had to find an @ for a new twitter account and it was a hardship) and i kinda wanted something more fun then just my name ? but i didn’t find anything so tumblr said “maybe erwansstuff” and i thought it was cool.
2. Any side-blogs? If you have them, name them and why you have them.
i’m a baby tumblr, i don’t even understand this one, couldn’t have multiple ones
3. How long have you been on tumblr?
well idk, i’ve started searching stuff on tumblr two years ago maybe ? but i’ve started posting maybe one/two months ago ? what is time?
4. Do you have a queue tag?
what is that
5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?
To find fanart mostly ? And then I stumbled upon @beedragony‘s fics because they commented something on a fic i was reading and then we started commenting each other fics and I thought it was nice so I followed them here but i didn’t even have a bio so i did that and started posting too because why not and i wanted to start interacting with fandom communities more so !!! still a bit lost but i’m there lol
6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?
I have/had an obsession on the dream smp which made me discover minecraft which I had followed from very far away till then (also started gaming again after years recently) and i discovered bees existed in minecraft and HOLY MUFFIN minecraft bees are the most perfect creatures to ever exist, be glad you didn’t follow me on twitter when I discovered this info because lots of !!!!!!! in multiple tweets
7. Why did you choose your header?
because seroroki supremacy
8. What’s your post with the most notes?
idk how to search for that and i haven’t posted enough for it to be relevant?
9. How many mutuals do you have?
probs 1
10. How many followers do you have?
40
11. How many people do you follow?
32
12. Have you ever made a shitpost?
no ?
13. How often do you use tumblr each day?
not a lot compared to twitter, i check it maybe once (or twice) a day ?
14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? Who won?
i don’t interact with people a lot
15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?
i mean, i’ll do whatever the heck i feel like doing anyway
16. Do you like tag games?
yup
17. Do you like ask games?
not sure what those are but probably
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tortademaracuya · 3 years
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Tagged by @wiseandromeda ty <3!
1. Why did you choose your url? Childhood fact about me xd used to happen more when I was younger but my best friends and family get spooked while walking with me because they would say I “disappeared”: they would freak out I was missing, just for me to appear out of nowhere asking them who they were looking for. My classmates and strangers also wouldn't notice I was standing near them for a good while, and would get spooked too when I finally talked. So I just started joking the reason for all this was that I was actually a ghost and then got attached to the username lol
2. Any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them. I have one I made for a high school class that required me to post my assignments on tumblr (and I sure as hell didn't want no one seeing my main blog). Nowadays I just use it as my old url holder in case I ever want to go back to that one again.
3. How long have you been on tumblr?  6 years oof
4. Do you have a queue tag? Dude the queue function doesn't even work for me lol.
5. Why did you start your blog in the first place? Wanted to see cool fanart and google always sent me here but it asked me to make a blog to keep searching the tags.
6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp? At least from what I have played so far Sunny reminds me a little of myself lol also I thought it was a super cute photo.
7. Why did you choose your header? KEL MY BELOVED, if I thought the pfp pic was cute this one killed me it’s so cute, I love their friendship.
8. What’s your post with the most notes? The fucking shitty danganronpa halloween comic I made years ago, it haunts me.
9. How many mutuals do you have? I’m...not sure? specially if I try to remember my old ones from years ago that idk if are even active/what their new username is. Maybe 16?
10. How many followers do you have? 536. My prnbot army is ever growing, and soon I will overthrow the world.
11. How many people do you follow? 671, thought it would have been more mmh.
12. Have you ever made a shitpost? Everything I say and do is a shitpost whatcha mean.
13. How often do you use tumblr each day? eeeh idk I come here at least once a day but I check from time to time when I start getting distracted.
14. Did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won? No.
15. How do u feel about "u need to reblog this" posts? I may reblog them if they have useful/important info I cant find another post with, but I hate them, don't guilt trip people.
16. Do you like tag games? Love ‘em, they are so fun.
17. Do you like ask games? Ya, but im not sure if I have done one.
18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? Idk?
19. Do you have a crush on a mutual? No but they are still my beloveds come here *mwah*
20. Tags: @soy-chiara @manaosdeuwu and anyone else that wants to do this. (sorry if you were already tagged/didn't want to be tagged)
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atomickrakatoa · 6 years
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Episode 6 - "It is then that I realize all those years of buying him chicken nuggets has paid off." - Trixie
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Colin
OMG NO NOT NIC WHY Literally the only person I actually trusted from the original villains tribe and he's gone fuck. Now I gotta find new allies. I'm gonna start working on Liana more and also talk more to Bryce. He's really nice and we bonded during immunity. I also am gonna keep my ties to the giant Nicholas/Dana/Trixie/blah/blah/blah premade just to keep myself safe. I don't want to go far with them by any means but they're good to keep around because they will keep me safe as long as they can I think. Also fuck Survivor Jeopardy. I love jeopardy but fuck survivor. That is all. Goodnight. 
Bryan
Ok so that vote went perfectly! I didn’t have to use my idol. There were no votes cast against me as well! Poor Willa is gonna wake up and think wtf happened. Trixie is now a close ally to me and Christian as well! I’m still keeping my eye on her tho. She is a very good player so I will not be letting my guard down. Hopefully our tribe will win immunity tho! 
VL DR: tribal jeopardy is darksided and that is the truth and nothing but the truth 
QuilLynn
I villain just got taken out on a tribe with minority heroes, woo! It gives me hope for me and Bryce if we ever have to face a tribal with our tribe. I'm excited for jeopardy, but worried that if I play and lose it for my team (big possibility) I could be in danger, so I might not volunteer to play, but I'm excited to watch either way, I'm sure it's going to be a great comp! 
Colin
I haven't found anything useful since I found that senja idol that one time BUT! Your fave gay just found a cute, fashionable, one-of-a-kind accessory! I found this cute ass shell in the east lagoon and I'm gonna wear it as a necklace for the rest the season uwu. It does nothing but look cute. Kinda like me. yeah that just sums up how exciting my game has been the past few rounds. bye.
Nicholas
quillynn von ghina is the WORST DRAG QUEEN EVER!!!
**Senja and Malam win immunity**
Bryan
Well that sure was something huh? Anyways. AAAAHHH THESE LAGOON SEARCHES ARE FINALLY MAKING SENSE! I FIGURED OUT THE ROCKS! I just hope I’m right about the loud noise being the mountain and not something else and having to search for that then. 
Bryce
Losing immunity is always rough but we gave it our best shot! Somehow I think Zachary Rae should go home :/ !! But I think my current plan is to work with Quillynn and Nicholas and just survive this round. Me and Quillynn are basically trying to find anyone to be a 3rd and give us majority lol so I hope it will pay off. Ive barely spoken to anyone tho so its awk I didnt even message Liana until yesterday. But I feel confident in surviving a little bit I guess
QuilLynn
So we ended up losing immunity and lbr it was my terrible jeopardy skills that caused that so um yikes!! I think i'm definitely in danger of going home, I'm one of two heroes and I lost the challenge for our tribe also, have never messaged Liana yet so.. thats not good! Nicholas is my friend, but he's also a villain and a snake so putting faith in him to vote to keep me? not a cute look! Also I love Bryce, but I can see him voting me out just to save himself, I mean I hope he wouldn't do it, but I understand that he potentially could. I know I'm going to feel awful if I go home this round and I just really hope that doesn't happen.
Chips
Alright, so we had an auction where I was hoping to win Chips and Dip because it is a reference to my name. And that's cute - also they can be tasty depending on the kind of dip. I like to eat salsa or cheese dip. Not really so much guacamole because usually they mix it with onions and I have super negative reactions to onion like getting migraines and tossing my cookies. They wouldn't let up in bidding all of their money on the chips and dip so I ended up with running shoes instead. I am glad to replace my shoes with the one that were given to me by production because they were getting raggedy with me running around the island looking for stuff... even though I never do. They're raggedy anyway. So the auction was also a trick of sorts where they assigned the items you could win to tribes so that whatever you won equaled a new tribe for a swap. And so I got swapped onto the tribe that I was already inhabiting - making me solidly the role of a hero^2. https://78.media.tumblr.com/7d1a5d1c5e57899b572bc46a1f20d7ce/tumblr_ohi0x1vidX1vn1j1jo3_250.gif Swapping onto my tribe are Zach and Dana! And staying with me are Jay and Kelsey. Here's the rundown of how I feel about this - I'd like to work with Zach or Dana but they are likely already working together and if they weren't then this swap will make it more likely in that they are two villains amongst three heroes. I need to decide whether to try and scoop them up with Jay or Kelsey or to join with Jay and Kelsey in voting one of them off. I'm not sure at the moment which direction I want to go so I'm just socializing with everyone and keeping my options open. https://m.popkey.co/4bc560/QLJpy_s-200x150.gif So the next challenge was the stay up forever challenge where you shoot darts at people and me and Zach were the last standing of our tribe! Which I think hopefully makes me look like a good contributor and worth working in the game with? I dunno - I hope that's true... at any rate we didn't lose and the other tribe did with their player getting bored/tired/accepting their fate. That player was Nic and he got voted out at the following tribal council so it's kind of an awful position for him to be in. I mean, being the last around whenever no one else was there to pull it out for him! Anyway... that's all I have to say about that, because that's all there is. http://31.media.tumblr.com/d5a54fcf6460728f38b397226b628289/tumblr_mmd9ltjQs11r6xbv8o1_250.gif --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Next round we have to play Jeopardy and then Logan did this thing where he scheduled it at times where I can't play so I get to do the fun thing where I can't show up and can't bond with all of my new friends... which is okay, but also sad. We won immunity by blowing the other teams out of the water which is surprising because I swear Jeopardy is usually very close... Hm? At any rate! I love immunity so I don't have to worry about who to vote out! https://media.giphy.com/media/4bWWKmUnn5E4/giphy.gif Guess I need to go back to socializing. Or also search since I still need to use my extra run with my shoes.
Willa
If we lose immunity and Trixie votes me off I've been a victim of cyber bullying 
Colin
ok so obv us going to tribal isn't.... ideal.... but Survivor is about adaptability!!! I can make it work. I got a plan. So I think on my tribe I like Bryce the most. I get good vibes from him, he has Dua Lipa as a pfp, whats not to like. SO I wanna set an alliance type thing with him into motion. I think the obvious plan on our tribe is going to be voting out Liana. But I don't wanna do that. She was close to Nic, I was close to Nic, and she makes an excellent goat. Merge is probably in the next 2 or 3 rounds, and having another number around is essential. That leaves two potential targets for me. Quil and Nicholas. This is gonna sound crazy but hear me out. They're part of the huge premade that I mention all the time, and every member of that premade is still in. And merge is comin' soon!! That's gonna be a nearly unstoppable force if it's still intact during the merge. It's too late in the game to take out easy targets. We gotta think bigger!! I'll update y'all as soon as I can xoxo
Later...
okay so y'all know how I can never keep my god damn mouth shut right? WELL THAT JUST ACTUALLY WORKED OUT FOR ME FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. I was talking to Quil about the vote and then??? he brings up the possibility of voting out Nich??? and bitch im SHOOK. So I start talking to him  and it turns out he doesn't wanna be associated with that friend group at all and he is 100% down for tearing down the premade. WHEW, this is honestly perfect. It's a backup in case Bryce isn't on board, and if leaves less room for bad blood for when Nicholas is taken out tonight. I'm so so so happy this worked out whew. That's one less premade member for when the merge hits, and one more ally for me. I really respect Quil for being able to play on his own, and I feel like after just that small conversation I trust him a million percent. Tonight is gonna be fun ladies!
Zach
yeah i won immunity.. that's right. all me. im also bitter that my idol i found today was not for my tribe. wtf??? rude! leaving me to DIE WITHOUT TWO IDOLS? what kind of sorcery. anyway i gave it to trixie for obvious reasons, and ideally idk what to do now. i dont trust dana.
Trixie
Trixie’s Almost-Tragic Tribal Council: So once we swapped, I suggested to nic that since villains have majority we should make an alliance, and nic set up a group with willa and i. Then, we lost the challenge and everything went to YIKES.

Willa and nic were saying to vote christian, which was fine by me, except I had a sneaking suspicion that nic was going to flip with the heroes and take me out. I went to willa and he didn’t seem to care/believe me: cue my freakout. I called bryan and he confirmed that nic had went to him with everything, and that I was the target because I had “friends on the other tribes”. 

So, I knew immediately I had to call the pest control because we got ourselves a snake problem! I talked to christian and said that nic would be the better vote because he’s super shady, and she agreed. I also dropped some stuff that hopefully she would tell bryan cus I knew they were aligned, like how much i trust him, and how nic is just trying to play both sides.

Moral of the story: anybody with the name and or variant of “nic” is a snake. Bye.
Later...
So i’ve been looking for this idol for DAYS. I got chased by a beastly komodo dragon that kind of looked like dana, except a lot cuter and less flaky scaly skin. Anyway, I was really feeling this idol search desperation last tribal but I managed to flip the target from me to nic. But I almost exhausted all possible searches in the east lagoon and then suddenly, I get a message.

A message from the heavenly gods up in the clouds. I remember it clearly: the sun is a beautiful shining rae, the fluffy white clouds part to reveal an angel descending from the skies, holding the most magical item in the world. I am on the ground, a meekly dumb furby staring up stupidly to the skies, watching this divine being. He gifts me an idol and I know now that the angel is zachary rae. It is then that I realize all those years of buying him chicken nuggets has paid off. Thanks filmy lav you xx.
Kelsey
Well good golly Miss Molly, safety first~! It feels great to have immunity once again on this island. Top ten is slowly and slowly becoming more and more real and...it just...I can't believe I'm so close! Back in the reunion of my old season, I remember Jackson saying he underestimated me and I remember telling him to BUG OFF, but now...now, if this keeps up, I may be a true contender to snatch the crown~! I just have to keep PRAYING that these challenges will rely on those with strong physical acumen because if there are ever one on one face offs again, I'm not too sure that can take me to the end. In terms of voting off hookers, I...am still rather nervous about going to a tribal. I still haven't been able to get Chips and Jay in the same room as each other and time's running short because I can just FEEL we're going to have to vote someone eventually. I could always try and throw my lot with Dana and Zachary, but who's to say those two are on good terms? Even more so, what if there's one of each tribe speaking with another? It would be entirely and utterly scary and...I don't even know where to begin in terms of sifting out who is who. I just hope i make it further, goodness KNOWS I deserve it! And THAT'S all there is to it~! Stream Reputation on Spotify Now! -Kelsey V Mikaelson #TeamIBelieveInYall #TeamBEES
Christian
Thank god trixie won the 5% challenge advantage, because I really wasn't looking forward going to tribal again. I think her and I are pretty solid. So if we did have to attend another tribal, her, Bryan, and I would vote Willa out. I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me lol, unless I'm reading it wrong. 
Liana
It took too long to get on a tribe with Chris and I'm tired so I'm probably getting voted out because I'd rather sleep than talk to strangers.
Jay
So Dana and I straight up crush Jeopardy lol we got 3k and the others got 600. Not to brag but im kinda awesome at trivia :)
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