#bnb book club

[earnmysong]

when your baby sister starts a book club and invites you because you finally got her to enjoy reading! first up? ‘i’m glad my mom died’.

#bnb book club #e reads #about e #HI HELLO HAVE WE MET NICE TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE #current events re: me #cackle-sobbing is my favorite emotion #you can't make this up #:D :D :D

[twinprime]

v sad bc all of my plans and back up plans for new years tonight have fallen through 💔 this is the first year i’ve ever had the chance to get absolutely plastered at a party while celebrating the new year and all of our plans just. fell through

#the club started carding and air bnb hosts won’t let us book for the night #hate it here 🙄 #strq.txt

[bonesandpoemsandflowers]

in other ADHD news, doctor horse girl was recently officially diagnosed as having ADHD and got medicated for it. very helpful timing, medical establishment! AFTER grad school! but whatever.

anyway, so I was like jokingly like, welcome to the club! and then she told me what specific meds she was on, and it is the EXACT SAME one my beloved and I take. so obviously I was like

✨ WELCOME TO THE CLUB! ✨ 

even harder.

im making friendship bracelets about it

so 3 out of 4 people in the friend group have almost the exact same diagnosis [different subtype diagnosis for everyone! for peak comedy, the smallest most girlish person is of course the one diagnosed with the stereotypically male subtype: me, primarily hyperactive]. AND are on the exact same medication at varying doses.

this explains a lot about how we can all relate to each other and communicate in that highly specific data compression ADHD way. it explains a lot.

it also means that in order to function, the ecosystem naturally acquired someone who can drive places even when not perfectly super perfectly medicated. We have our token One Normal Guy, with the super power to effectively navigate a grocery store instead of going in loopy loops for three times as long to get half the items on the list.

he is, of course, actually weird as shit in ways science has no words to describe. but his brain functions way more normal, which means that we end up in scenarios like

far in advance, everyone vaguely agrees we're gonna meet up for a weekend and we pick a month and place. everyone but One Normal Guy promptly forgets about this. One Normal Guy buys plane tickets and forwards everyone his itinerary. everyone else is like wow, so soon? and we promptly forget about it again. in a few months he sends everyone an e-mail confirming we're still on and letting us know he booked the air bnb we discussed (at least two out of three people: what air bnb???) and here's how we're splitting costs. this will prompt one more party into buying plane tickets. middle booking party will ask remaining party about their plans only in an attempt to avoid figuring out logistics out of the airport on their own. remaining party will go "oh shit, I dunno." eventually everyone buys plane tickets. no one else forwards their itinerary, ever. One Normal Guy compiles a google document of Potential Activities. my beloved responds promptly because this is his bestie. doctor horse girl may or may not open the document for months but she will eventually open the document, probably.

A month out from the event I get an e-mail like: ahah, so, just checking in, what's your favorite thing in the document? [translation: have you opened the document? I can See you have not opened the document. will you please open the fucking document].

and so, it is time for me to look at the document. I will send a polite e-mail about the document. mostly I am hoping that being gushingly grateful in person will make up for being forced into the role of cruise director.

this has been going on for years.

if, during the course of a trip, we need to go to a grocery store or a pharmacy for supplies, we send in our One Normal Guy. One Normal Guy has tried to take various combinations of us with him, but my beloved and I end up talking together in a nook somewhere and lost. doctor horse girl and I end up chatting and shopping and lost. Our One Normal Guy then loses valuable time to corralling the lost and wandering sheep. Amount of times I have eventually wandered near a check out line and seen him on the other side going "???????": incalculable. Our One Normal Guy can take my beloved with him, but only if my beloved is not steering and is discouraged from talking (my beloved has like, a five foot aura of fascinate person and even Our One Normal Guy is not immune). so the point is, if anybody actually NEEDS anything, you have to send in Our One Normal Guy.

intriguingly, there are scenarios where sending in Normal Guy is suboptimal, but that's a topic for another day. right now i gotta open this google document.

#about me #text post #one day he's gonna go AS PER MY LAST EMAIL at me and it well be so deserved tbh #“isn't One Normal Guy usually the guy you call The Gun Wizard?” yes but realizing he's the control group condition is way funnier #i know this makes it seem kind of like he's in charge but no. the extent to which the dungeon master (my beloved) runs shit is comical #he chooses the initial time and place and ~theme~ #and everyone else to some extent or another figures it out

[baddieseasttea]

Hey my name is Erin Colston and I am doing a project for Western High School, my blog will consist of weekly recaps of the show Baddies East that premiers on Zeus network.

Starting off in the episode we have the group of girls Ahana Mac, Tesehki, Chrisrean, Camila, and Smiley moving to a separate house to deescalate the feuds from their previous episode. As the girls get settled in they get dressed because they have a club booking that same night. The girls arrive at the club and they perform their songs and do their jobs for the night with no problem, however, when the girls split up to get on their separate buses to go back to their air bnbs trouble arises. Chrisean and her sister Tesehki get into, it because Tesehki was on live and apparently was trying to meet up with Chriseans as people say "opps". Chrisean gets mad at her sister sending them into an argument, to deesclate the situation Chrisean gets off the sprinter and goes outside, and the fans are seen throwing eggs at her forcing Chrisean to get back onto the bus.

The girls are still arguing, and production and security are trying to break up the sisters from arguing, Chrisean takes it upon herself to get her two close friends Marsh and Janet to jump Tesehki sending Tesehki into a rage. Zeus stops filming as they try and get the situation under control and we are later see the girls all in separate more calm settings Chrisean, Marsh, and Janet are seen together discussing what going to occur after, and Tesehki is seen after with the girls of the current cast, they come t the conclusion Tesehki will fight Janet and Marsh 1 on 1 for jumping her, but not Chrisean because she is pregnant. After the conversations between both parties,, we are reaching the end of the episode where Tesehki and Marsh go toe to toe. Teshki is seen in her blue shorts in a fighting stance preparing the girls to start off just feeling each other out until Marhs takes the first hit, which fires Tesehki off as she repeatedly throws hard right hooks into Marsh's face and throws her into the ground repeatedly punching her face in along with cast member Mariah Lynn. The production breaks it up, but Marsh is seen rather running over to Woah Vicky a castmate who also has issues with Chrisean but doesn't have anything to do with the current issue, she punches her and sneaks her fighting her off guard as Marhs says "shes going to get her a win today".

Fans have watched this with the common opinion of everyone being "Team Tesehki" Fans on Reddit are disagreeing with Marsh fighting Woah Vicky just because. Princess_baddie20 on Reddit states, "That girl got mad that they got beat up by Chrisean sister lmaoo so, they had to get a win in & knew Vicky doesn’t fight so, went after her. "

My personal opinion after watching all this madness is that I lost all respect for Chrisean, arguing with your sister is one thing but getting your friends to jump your blood sister is just violating and wrong in so many ways, but Welp!

That's it for this week's recap stay tuned for Sunday's episode this week!

[returntosaturn271995]

Thursday, October 5th: Someone CC future me- it's urgent

Today whipped by. Meetings passed. People were texted. Eyebrows were waxed thank the lord. I meditated and felt a bright sadness again, both with the moment and a little afraid of it. Trying to decide to be happy. Choosing to be open-minded.

I did have great customer service interactions, but that's because I'm nice at the grocery store, post office, coffee shop, and benefit brow bar. I always ask people about their day. It's the little things.

I guess things are a little up in the air and not just my ass in the yoga stretches I just did. Anxiety loves questions, and depression loves stories, but as a wise TikTok quote mentioned this morning: either let go or get dragged.

So what questions are dragging me down? And are they healthy or helpful? Um, yeah. See for yourself.

Should I go to book club or Bachelor Night or neither?

Does everyone secretly hate me and wish I wasn't coming?

Is it safe to eat the tomato soup I ordered two days ago?

What if I don't get my passport for Europe next month? Is an air bnb rental truly enough to prove the intention to travel? Will it cost $1,000?

What if I don't feel well the day of my 5 K? What if my shins splint?

Does everyone at work think I'm annoying?

Do all of my friends hate me? Or do I just need to drink more water?

Is this Hinge date a mistake/is he a weirdo/or is he funny?/or is he poor?

How should I time washing my hair in the next couple of days?

Am I going to be miserable and alone if I move to Colorado?

Will I be miserable and alone if I don't move to Colorado?

If I move back from Colorado if it doesn't work out is that embarrassing?

Am I uglier than I think I am?

What if I'm never successful?

And lastly, at what point will I actually be in the mood to fix my car door mirror? Will it also be $1000?

[rataster]

07.09.2019 Tuesday

Ok so I know it's been a month and a half since I last wrote in this and I really have no excuse. I've been lazy. End of story. I want to write a lot so I don't forget it later.

For one, I've been playing a lot of awesome games. Life is Strange, Oxenfree & Danganronpa 2 (and other assorted random free indie games on steam). I started watching Jojo's Bizarre Adventure and it is a really great show. Really good. I legit can't pick a favorite part since they're all so good but probably 4?? It's much more lowkey than the others. Most of the villains become friends, plus Josuke & Okuyasu are cuties. Kristin and I have talked a lot because of JJBA, which is great!!

Started listening to Ricky Montgomery & Two Door Cinema Club's new album came out (it slaps :D). Satisfaction Guarenteed is my favorte track (and is also a great name for a stand).

And, most importantly, I'm in Australia! We stayed a week in Sydney at a three story air bnb at the Rocks. It was pretty close to the Sydney Opera House. Sydney is definitely pretty sweet, def a nice city, but you can't beat the outdoors.

Before I forget, here's a schedule of what we did:

Monday: arrived at the airport, walked around to the Opera house and ate at the underground opera restaurant. Went to the I.G.A for groceries.

Tuesday: took the ferry to the Taronga zoo. Had a delicious ham and tomato wrap. Had sandwiches for dinner. Bird show, giraffes, cassowarys, and more.

Wednesday: Bus tour and the Beautiful Bondi Beach. Souvenir.

Thursday: Seal life, pd started :( museum of austrlia (history and natural history). St Mary's tree across from Hyde park. We stopped by a four story high end mall. Very high end stuff, but there was a hobby store at the end of the fourth floor. I found a Trish and Narancia figure which is cool (ok i freaked out alot).

Friday: Museum of Contemporary Art (meh).

Saturday: Me n' youngest sister went to Macca's for another mud muffin. Then we looked around the shops. (near the visitors center) I got a nice bag for Cameron, I hope she likes it! It has a kangaroo on it. We also looked at some outdoor shops, I saw a cute purse with a cat on it. Then we went to see an opera at the opera house. It was Anne Bolyne, which was really really good. They had massive LCD screens with warped mirrors on the opposite sides, which gave nice atmosphere to all the different acts. When Anne was decapitated, she had an out of body experience. When the dancer's sword swung down, the other dancers ripped off her dress, revealing a red dress underneath. Plus all the LCD screens went white. I loved that moment. Unfortunately, I was too busy trying not to fall asleep to remember act 2.

Sunday: Went to church @ St. Patirck's. A beautiful church! I liked the passage printed on the bulletin about how hard it is to be a catholic sometimes. I saw some cool necklaces at the convenience store. I went with dad to the observatory and it was really interesting. We also went to some of the shops. Dad bought me a lovely necklace. It's got a spiral on one side and a bunch of colors on the other. Uncle V came today! Great to see him.

Monday: We left Sydney and took a train to Kotoomba (misspelled). I love travelling by train. I listened to music and started reading Warcross (great book!!!) We got to our new air bnb which is beautiful. I loved the sloped wooden ceilings. I want to live here and hang my posters on the slope, right above my bed.

And that lead to today, Tuesday. We had an amazing hike in the blue mountains. It is so beautiful, I was so happy. We also had a great lunch at the top. I absolutely loved the jewlery at the gift shop. I almost considered getting the two Ying and yang necklaces with dragons on them for Elizabeth and I. We then took the bus into town. It was funny because in a hotel courtyard up some steps, you can tell that's where teh rebel kids hung out, with their cigarettes and piercings. We stopped by a cool rock shop, and a neat purse shop.

During the hike, I was thinking of starting a jojo fic. I know I'm terrible at writing consistently. I still want to finish the JeanMarco fic, but I just don't care for sitting down and writing each day. Maybe I should set some time aside and do some short writing prompts.

I'm grateful I wrote down so much about this trip. To be honest, I had forgotten a lot. It's painful to read the parts about religion. I'm no longer Catholic, and it's just a cruel reminder. In some ways, when I was still religious, it was a simpler time.

I was so fucking naive though. The 'rebels'??? Girl

I don't remember much about Warcross but I do remember giving it 2 starts when I finished and being highly disappointed with the ending.

#diary #diary entry #online diary #digital diary #personal archive #journal entry #journal

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HIGHLIGHTS FOR ABC NEWS’ ‘GOOD MORNING AMERICA,’ AUG. 21-26

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Highlights of the week include the following:

Monday, Aug. 21 — The Right Stuff: On the Road with “GMA” lifestyle contributor Lori Bergamotto kicks off in Denver; author Karin Slaughter (“After That Night”); “GMA” Book Club August pick author Elizabeth Acevedo; a chat and performance by Westlife

Tuesday, Aug. 22 — “The Bachelorette”’s Charity Lawson; The Right Stuff: On the Road with “GMA” lifestyle contributor Lori Bergamotto stops in Cleveland; “GMA3” co-anchor DeMarco Morgan in Rolling Fork, Mississippi, with an update following the tornado; a chat and performance by Parker McCollum

Wednesday, Aug. 23 — Professional tennis player Chris Eubanks; The Right Stuff: On the Road with “GMA” lifestyle contributor Lori Bergamotto stops by the Twin Cities; author Kevin Kwan talks 10th anniversary of bestselling book (“Crazy Rich Asians”)

Thursday, Aug. 24 — The Right Stuff: On the Road with “GMA” lifestyle contributor Lori Bergamotto in Philadelphia; professional tennis player Frances Tiafoe; pizza chef Mark Iacono; “GMA” contributor Jess Sims talks to rising tennis player about his journey to the U.S. Open

Friday, Aug. 25— The Right Stuff: On the Road with “GMA” lifestyle contributor Lori Bergamotto concludes in New York City; Summer Concert Series continues with a chat and performance by Tim McGraw

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[micmasmicmas]

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[samplingmoonsters]

I was just hearing “Jolene” and it gave a idea, same thing a fic I read a while ago. Also I love the story behind the song

Techno is jealous on how much dream been hanging out with George a lot and he knows anyone can fall for George and he can date anyone he wants.

He goes to George begging him to not take Dream away from him and George having a little fun says “I’ve been thinking to have a night with him” but in reality Dream been asking George to help set up a surprise for techno.

Then Brain go blank 0w0

There is nothing better than either Techno or Dream getting jealous over the other! Especially Techno since he's usually the more laid-back kind of guy who doesn't show many emotions. I love all the fanfiction where Techno is jealous of George, there are so fun to read! :D

And the idea of Dream secretly planning a surprise for Techno is really cute! But as always Geroge is a little shit who likes to play around with people a little bit! I'm sure he would enjoy riling up Techno, and driving him insane with lies and made-up stories about him and Dream as a couple. But in the end, he would do all that to finally make them get together! :)

#sammy's book club #bnb ask

[earnmysong]

today being august, my sister spun the BNB book club wheel. i had just told her not three days ago that i was hoping to draw the straw in, like, march or april because 

i’ve spent the summer reading all of emily henry’s trove on my own

this is not the ideal audience for my typical historical fiction leanings

alix e. harrow’s new release is slated for october

i start my doctorate in september

‘23-’24 is my triennial eval at work

care to guess what happened? BUT. i found a book that seems delightful!

#bnb book club #e reads #about e #HI HELLO HAVE WE MET NICE TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE #life is never boring #you can't make this up #mrs. nash's ashes #emily henry #alix e. harrow

[luvth0t]

ONE MORE TIME ━ P.G

in which you and pierre can no longer avoid the events that happened in the club many months ago

warnings; smut what a surprise, oral sex, unprotected sex, choking, mentions of overstimulation, semi public sex, road head, it’s long? i think? idk oops if it’s too long

this is part two to ‘spilled drinks’ read part one here

being mad at yourself was an understatement. you were disappointed, confused and annoyed with how after many years of pride and stubbornness could all be lost within a few moments.

how you came undone so quickly without any resistance the second his lips were on yours? pathetic. and to be moaning his names of all names? embarrassing. in your eyes at least.

what’s even more embarrassing? you couldn’t get your mind off it.

every time you closed your eyes you could feel his lips on your skin, his fingers on your skin, the way he moved inside you.

of all people to bring you to the best orgasm of your life and it’s him?

so like anyone would, you simply avoided him. and it was easy, considering you missed a few races; and those you were at, he was avoiding you as well. charles didn’t even notice because it was normal; avoiding each other was not anything out of the ordinary.

and the few times you had been stuck in the same place for no more than a couple of minutes, it was filled with awkward silence instead of the usual petty insults.

currently at the last race of the season, you had no choice but to attend. charles was hosting a dinner afterwards to celebrate some time off and had booked an air bnb for him and many friends to spend some time there before going off on holiday with charlotte.

having never been in abu dhabi before, the set up confused you like it always did. while it was relatively the same with the motor homes every race; the corporate buildings and such were different. and you were one who got lost a bit too easily.

it was saturday, the few hours between practice which had just passed and qualifying which was in a couple hours; and finding charles was proving harder than you thought. especially when he wasn’t answering his phone.

you were quite clearly lost, so upon finding an elevator you decided leaving whatever building you were currently in was the best decision, pressing the button a few times impatiently as you stood there with your arms crossed over your chest.

hearing the ding you didn’t even think as you kept your eyes glued to your phone and entered the elevator quickly, wanting to get out of here and somewhere comfortable. where you actually knew people.

you were quickly snapped out of your thoughts however when someone cleared their throat, not even noticing someone was in here. although once you glanced up and caught sight of someone too familiar, you wished you hadn’t noticed him.

pierre? seriously?

the doors had already shut, meaning you were stuck in here with him. alone. no avoiding him here.

“nice to see you too,” the french man broke the silence when you decided on ignoring his presence, accent as strong as ever as he ran a hand through his hair; not giving you a glance.

“yeah,” was all you muttered with a small nod; confused to where your usual confidence around him had vanished to. since when did you lose the ability to insult him? or at least give a sarcastic response.

he picked up on it too, a small smirk tugging on his lips as he came to the realisation that the night in austria must be lingering on your mind. because when have you ever not taken the chance to insult him or give a smart comment?

“cat got your tongue? or have you had an attitude change these past few months?” he questioned with a raised eyebrow, looking down at you. which had an automatic response of an eye roll from you as you finally looked back at the driver.

“don’t wanna risk you kissing me again that’s all.” you snapped with an obviously fake smile; okay so maybe you hadn’t lost the ability to be a complete bitch to him. good.

he was taken back from the mention of the night neither of you had spoken about, and it showed; however he regained composure quickly. it was as if you were both rusty on your usual bickering, but were warming up quickly.

“you didn’t have an issue with it last time i checked.” pierre huffed, his arms moving to cross over his chest. he was right, and he knew it too. but you were not going to just openly admit to that. maybe you shouldn’t have brought it up.

“i was tipsy and you caught me off guard, don’t flatter yourself.” you lied through your teeth, however it was no where near convincing as you knew your words were far from the truth.

he quirked an eyebrow, even letting out a laugh disguised as a scoff as he looked down at you; shaking his head slightly.

“you were not tipsy as your drink was all over your shirt before you took a sip. and your begging for me to fuck you made it quite clear you enjoyed it ma chérie,” he snapped back quickly; his words causing heat to raise in your cheeks as they turned a tint of red.

he was right, which sucked. that’s why you were so mad at yourself. how’d you even let it come to that? so much for having some dignity.

parting your lips to object, they quickly shut into a straight line when you realised you had nothing to counter that. no insult, no corrections. and he knew it, his stupid smirk growing.

it was as if on cue the elevator doors opened, pierre pushing himself off of the wall he was leaning on. “nothing to be embarssed of love, i quite enjoyed the sight of you becoming a needy mess from just my fingers before coming undone on my cock.” he shrugged, smirk as wide as ever as he left the elevator without another word or glance.

your jaw dropped for a few seconds at the explicit description, reminding you of how good his fingers did feel; which only furthered your annoyance.

after a few moments you quickly got yourself together, leaving the elevator. how did he come out on top after all of this? and how the hell do you recover from this, going quiet and flustered around pierre of all people was not an option.

━

“i hate him charles. hate him. he’s just so… arrogant? how dare he? act like he’s all that when he’s really not.” you rambled to charles as you placed plates down on the table aggressively, finally being able to get your feelings out into the open since your run in with pierre a few days ago.

you haven’t given charles all the details but the ferrari driver was used to these rants. standing there innocently as he just nodded along to anything you said. completely oblivious to the fact you had slept with the french man and that’s where your annoyance was stemming from.

“don’t even get me started on his stupid smirk that never seems to leave his lips; he thinks he’s funny with his comments and remarks but i’ve heard them all before. it’s nothing special,” you continued to rant.

it was sunday night, the race had gone relatively well. p4 for charles and p6 for pierre meant the mood tonight was not going to be ruined for charles celebratory dinner he had insisted on, which you were helping him set up for in the air bnb he had rented out.

“i thought you two were finally getting along.” charles commented hopefully, giving you a smile as you let out another huff; if only he knew half of it. but you refused to admit to yourself what happened, let alone to charles.

“no. i just haven’t seen him in a while. which i took for granted.” you rolled your eyes, finishing placing plates out as he finished up placing cutlery and coasters, a small laugh leaving the drivers lips.

“just no scenes tonight please, i don’t want to play mediator.” he grinned; yet glanced at you to show you he was being serious, and you were quick to put your hands up in defence.

“i won’t even be looking in his direction, you have nothing to worry about.”

━

dinner was nice, the chef’s who had just prepared the meals and served desserts having just left as you all sat around the dining table.

you had avoided conversation with pierre all night, which was easy considering he was on the other end of the table; engaging in conversation with carlos and lando.

you hadn’t been able to avoid his eyes however, catching him multiple times looking right at you; the expression on his face unreadable but he’d always be met with a sharp glare from you in return.

almost wanting to ask him what he was looking at from where you were sitting. but no scenes were promised to charles and you wanted to keep that promise.

especially considering you had managed to sit next to charles. which was a relief, at first. you didn’t know any of the engineers or team members, not the ones who were here anyways. but charles was engaged in conversation with everyone about things you had no idea about. thankfully, before the main course carlos’ girlfriend moved to sit ahead of you, which instantly brightened your mood. gave you someone to talk to as charles was busy being the host.

“we’re heading to spain for a few weeks, with his family and all that and then…” isa was explaining to you before you tuned out, your eyes drifting to the end of the table once again where you spotted pierre staring right at you.

he was still unreadable, and held eye contact with you as neither of you dared to look away. you thought he would look away the second you caught him but you were wrong, causing you to shift in your seat and force your eyes back to the girl in front of you for a few moments.

then quickly darting them back to pierre, curious if his eyes were still lingering. which they weren’t, his blue eyes now focused on lando ahead of him.

biting down on the inside of your cheek, you found yourself staring; mind beginning to wander. conveniently pierre seemed to sense your staring and his eyes found you again, lips tugging up into a smirk.

this had you looking away quickly, too quickly. which had your cheeks brightening in embarrassment, not that he’d be able to tell from the distance and dull lightening. hopefully.

“you all good?” isa broke you out of your thoughts, catching you off guard as you looked at her in confusion for a few moments.

“what? yeah, yeah. i’m good.” you quickly mumbled, shaking your head with a not so convincing laugh and fake smile. “i’m gonna grab some water one second,” you quickly excused yourself.

heading to the kitchen to try clear your thoughts. you came to the conclusion your thoughts weren’t normal, shying away from pierre’s stare and give him that satisfaction?

it didn’t make any sense to you and it only furthered your annoyance with this whole situation. after months of avoiding it and overthinking it was happening exactly how you didn’t want it to play out.

too occupied with your own confusing and conflicting ideas and memories while running the tap water into a glass, you hadn’t noticed pierre had followed you.

“you seem flustered,” you were snapped out of your thoughts again, recognising the french accent immediately after flinching and almost jumping at the sudden voice, not aware anyone was behind you.

“oh my god,” you breathed out, quickly turning around; being met with pierre’s chest with how close he was standing; you quickly pushed him back, glaring up at him. attempting to compose yourself as he let out a laugh.

“what are you doing?” you asked through gritted teeth, placing your glass down and crossing your arms over your chest while looking at him expectedly, raising an eyebrow. it was quite clear you were frustrated, while pierre looked calm as ever. for the first time ever you wished he was easier to read.

“i’m thirsty,” he shrugged, his head turning to look over his shoulder in confirmation that the kitchen was still empty beside the pair of you, which it was. loud chatter still being heard from the dining room and the background music barely audible.

“no. no, i mean what are you doing. staring at me like some fucking creep?” you further explained your question, quite happily taking out your anger on him. because he was the route of the issue.

even though your actual anger lies with the fact you were struggling to see him in the same light you did before.

“don’t act like you don’t know.” pierre was quick to scoff, his jaw clenching for a few moments as his eyes poured into yours. finally his face giving insight into his mind for a few moments.

it only confused you further however, expecting him to just deny your accusation. or give you a straight answer.

“what?” was all you could say, eyebrows furrowing as you shook your head and let out a huff. “i don’t have time for this, you and whatever mind games your trying to-"

“you think you’re being cute wearing that?” he cut you off, any indication of smugness and bragging now missing as he stared down at you; tongue grazing over his bottom lip.

you found yourself confused. again. coming to the conclusion that this was just overall too confusing.

your eyes quickly fell down upon your outfit, and in a sudden moment of realisation it started making sense; your eyes quickly snapping back up to him.

“oh,” you hummed, pursing your lips. it hadn’t clicked in your mind that you wearing an outfit almost identical to the one you wore that night in austria. all that was different was the colour of the top, the skirt was most certainly the one he fucked you in.

how you hadn’t realised? who knows. however you could see how he could think you did it on purpose.

things were finally starting to make sense, and it was becoming quite clear why pierre couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

the moment you had walked in all he could think about was the skirt bunched up around your waist as he thrusted in and out of you with you bent over the bathroom counter.

and his mind hadn’t strained from that thought ever since.

“should’ve ripped it off of you the first time,” he muttered; and if you hadn’t figured out he too was getting worked up over past events you probably would’ve crumbled under his intense stare.

but it was an even playing field now, feeling as if you had the upper hand unlike that moment in the elevator a couple days ago, a small smirk tempting to present itself on your lips.

━

how pierre and you managed to be out the door and into his car within 15 minutes of being in the kitchen without any suspicion was beyond you.

charles too occupied to question his two close friends who supposedly hated each other leaving within 5 minutes of each other so suddenly.

but you weren’t complaining, the sexual tension growing too great for the both of you. you were relieved you weren’t alone in those thoughts, being the one suggesting he takes you back to his hotel room in a quick decision that was guided by lust after a quick and eager make out session against the kitchen counter.

funny how quickly you could forget about those past few months of overthinking and promising yourself that you’d never sleep with him again.

the silence in the car wasn’t awkward, but watching him drive had you growing impatient; biting down on your bottom lip. shamelessly watching his hands and fingers move around the wheel with ease.

an idea soon hitting you, having to stop yourself from giving anything away despite wanting to grin. your hand moving to rest on his thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. which he noticed immediately.

his eyes had looked to you in question but you were now looking out the window, acting as if you weren’t doing anything as you began to palm him through his jeans. hearing his breath hitch in his throat had you fighting back a smirk.

“what happened to waiting till we got to the hotel?” he grumbled out, looking to him as you shrugged. there was a brief conversation about him just taking you in the back seat, pierre not sure if either of you had the patience to wait any more.

however you were quite convincing with your words in telling him to wait, that it would be worth it. alongside a few kisses and whispers; pierre was in no position to say no to you. for the first time ever.

“just filling the time,” you replied with an innocent smile, allowing your hands to find his zipper. within a few moments you had his pants and underwear pulled down just enough to free his hardening cock, pierre assisting you at one point which showed he actually wasn’t against the idea.

beginning to jerk him off, your eyes glanced to both the tinted windows to ensure they were tinted, not that you cared in all honesty. it was dark out and the road was practically empty. but even if it wasn’t you weren’t sure that would stop you.

pierre’s bottom lip got caught between his teeth when he felt your hand around him, eyes staying glued to the road as he drew in a sharp breath; attempting to stay focused on the minimal traffic ahead.

which was proving difficult, as he had been turned on all night since you had walked into the dining room; his mind creating many images and scenarios, none of which compared to right now. but it meant the pleasure was coming quickly and you’d barely even touched him.

“you shouldn’t do this while i’m driving,” he huffed out; the want to one up you still present as you let out a small laugh, contradicting his words as you leant down and teasingly licked a stripe up his cock from the base to his tip.

“you’re a driver, you should be able to do this with your eyes closed.” you told him in a matter-of-fact tone before taking his length in your mouth, beginning to bob your head up and down immediately.

you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about this the past few months, almost desperate to hear the sounds he made when fucking you in that bathroom once again. and also the want to get him worked up how he so easily did you.

and it was definitely working.

“oh fuck,” he groaned; head hitting the back of the headrest slightly, his grip tightening on the steering wheel. thankful the road was long and straight and not too much attention was needed, however his eyes were still glued ahead of him.

you hummed around him lightly, ensuring you twirled your tongue around his tip whenever you could to cause those sharp breaths he kept doing, your hand gripping onto his thigh to support yourself, quickly adjusting in your seat to get more comfortable.

the groans and moans falling from his lips only encouraged you, despite still being in an uncomfortable position leaning over him, it was the last thing on your mind as you sucked him off to the best of your ability.

pierre knew he had an issue quite quickly too, having clung on to the feeling of being inside you for so long; somehow your mouth felt even better, better than he had imagined as well.

“fuck you’re good at this,” he breathed; not being able to stop himself from looking down at you, watching you move up and down his cock only adding to the building pleasure. feeling so good he could compliment you.

he had no idea how he was meant to hate you now to put it simply.

unbothered by the saliva and pre-cum gathering at the corners of your mouth, you continued to please him. without causing a crash thankfully, a couple of times pierre having to swerve after a lapse in judgement or getting somewhat distracted; yet he reached the hotel without cumming and with the car in one piece.

parking the car with ease in the hotel car park, which was underground yet lit up; pierre had no care for the possibility of someone stumbling across you two, which was much more likely now than it was on the road.

the second the car was in park his hand left the steering wheel to tangle in your hair; giving you his full attention as his hips bucked up, pushing further into your mouth.

“just like that princesse,” he groaned; his hand guiding your head now as his orgasm approached; allowing him to push your head down every now and then; gagging a little bit when his tip would hit the back of your throat, not that it slowed you down.

your thighs squeezed together at the french pet name, alongside his accent. which you hadn’t found all that attractive on him until this moment; moments later feeling him release into your mouth.

managing to look up at him as you bobbed your head up and down a few more times; admiring the way his head fell back, the vein popping out in his neck as your name fell from his lips.

sitting up straight you didn’t hesitate in swallowing before rubbing at the corners of your swollen lips, biting down on the inside of your cheek as your eyes remained on him, if you had your phone you would definitely take a photo. the temptation to just jump his bones definitely there.

“and i thought last time it was going to be hard to stay away,” the driver breathed out as he looked at you, shamelessly admitting his thoughts as his hand moved to cup the side of your neck, surprisingly bringing a small smile to your lips.

“don’t get ahead of yourself gasly, need to remind me if you were as good as i remember or if i was just touched deprived at the time first,” you spoke teasingly, confidence growing after having made him cum relatively quickly.

watching as his eyebrow raised slightly, his grip on your neck tightened. “oh sweetheart i’m gonna make sure you regret even thinking that.”

you two were almost like drunk teenagers as you hurried through the hotel lobby and into the elevator; him having you up against the wall and his lips on yours the second the elevator doors had shut.

when you had finally got to the hotel room he had backed you up towards the bed in no time, not even bothering turning the light on as you fell back, letting your head hit the mattress with a small giggle as he moved to hover over you, his lips back on yours once again.

while the kiss was still filled with lust and a sense of urgency, it was not as eager as the one shared between you two at the club. because now you were both aware tonight could go on for as long as you wanted, and the consequences didn’t have to be faced until tomorrow.

pierre was sure to stay true to his words, as he kissed down your body, his large hands finding your shirt and ripping the thin material off of you with ease, a small gasp leaving your lips.

“what the fuck?” you huffed as you watched him, he ignored you however; and his lips on the skin of your stomach had you forgetting quite quickly.

he tugged the skirt down your legs, ridding your body of its clothes; somewhere in between all of this his hand had found the switch to the lamp beside the bed, adding some light to the room so he could see what he was doing.

“you want my fingers amour?” he asked you with a smirk once he had settled between your legs, fingers teasing your clothed entrance, your lace thong covering yet not hiding the wetness which had developed between your legs.

“yeah,” you mumbled out quietly with a small nod, thoughts wandering back to the night in the bathroom. his fingers most certainly left an impression on you and yours did not compare that was for sure.

“yeah?” he repeated with a low breath, raising his eyebrows as his breath fanned your inner thigh, already struggling to stay still as you nodded again with a small whine.

you were almost ashamed of how quickly he turned you on.

nodding again, his smirk was as clear as ever before swiftly swiping your panties aside and allowing a finger to slide into you with ease, your back arching as you watched him.

a soft moan fell from your lips, which soon turned into a louder one when he unexpectedly brushed your clit with his tongue; it being your turn to tangle your fingers in his hair.

his left hand holding a tight grip on your thigh, his other hand continued to thrust his finger, and then another, in and out of you with ease, his tongue swirling and sucking on your clit.

it was better than you remembered, his fingers curling at the right time consistently while the attention to your clit had you moaning and arching off the bed; thankful that he was not being a tease as you had waited long enough.

“pierre,” you breathed out through a moan, screwing your eyes shut. he only hummed, his eyes looking up at you; wanting to admire the sight ahead of him as you moaned and squirmed beneath him.

his tongue occasionally traveled further, licking through your folds before returning to your clit; working with his fingers quickly as your legs began to shake.

it didn’t take long to feel your high approaching, beginning to clench around his fingers as you attempted to squeeze your thighs together. before you could even warn him however, his fingers slid out of you.

“again?” you whined, hips attempting to follow his hand for some sort of friction or attention but he simply pushed your hip down back to the bed in response. he had done this last time, you could remember it as clear as day obviously. that didn’t make being denied of an orgasm any easier.

“call me selfish, but i need to fuck you again princesse,” he spoke as he kissed up your stomach, your chest moving up and down as you breathed heavily, legs still shaking slightly from your almost orgasm.

he quite clearly had a thing for edging, and you knew that would make you finishing eventually feel all that better. that didn’t stop the small pout on your lips however.

he simply chuckled, having no sympathy as he began kicking his pants off and his shirt while you laid there impatiently, admiring him as he did so; not that you ever thought you’d admire pierre but while he was on top of you it only seemed appropriate.

“you know how often i’ve been thinking about this hm?” he questioned you as he sat back on his knees, his hands moving your legs to rest over his shoulders; feeling your stomach flip in anticipation, more than ready for him to fuck you.

“shows what you value in a girl,” you couldn’t help but smirk in a playful response, the driver rolling his eyes as he lined his cock up with your entrance, which was hard again after hearing you moan his name many, many times.

“you never know when to shut up,” he grunted as he thrusted inside of you; a whimper leaving your plump lips from the angle and his size, thankful that he gave you a few moments to adjust.

you went to speak again in response, well try to speak, but his fingers slid inside of your mouth before you had the chance; quite quickly tasting yourself on his fingers.

“suck.” he demanded as he began to thrust in and out of you, despite giving you a few moments to adjust; he was no longer playing nice as he began to pound into you quickly, hitting spots you didn’t think were possible.

you obeyed his words, managing to keep your eyes open and on him; moaning around his fingers as you sucked on them like you had done his cock earlier that night. he watched you intently, a loud groan being heard.

the way you wrapped around him, the way you were sucking his fingers and how it reminded him of how you looked deep throating his dîck, he was almost going crazy.

his moans were heard loud and clear throughout the hotel room, and probably the ones around it too. yours muffled from his fingers, however he soon removed them from your mouth; moving to grip both of your legs to deepen his thrusts.

his name almost left your lips in a scream, incoherent sentences and curses filling the room from both of you as he harshly thrusted in and out of you, your body moving with each snap of his hips.

“taking my cock so well; so fucking tight,” you heard him speak through the many moans; only whimpering in response, throwing your head back as he fucked you better than you ever had been before.

the fact this was months in the making as well only made it all that better.

“i’m gonna cum pierre━ please,” you moaned out; unsure if your words could even be heard as his fingers found your clit, sending you back to the edge quickly; still managing to admire his heavy breathing above and the way his muscles were flexing with each and every thrust.

“go for it ma chérie, but i’m not stopping until the only thing you remember is my name and there’s tears running down that beautiful face of yours,” pierre almost warned you, his fingers only speeding up as his other hand found your neck.

him choking you threw you over the edge, cumming hard on his cock as your legs shook; strings of whimpers and moans loud enough for the hotel residents to hear echoing in the room. and he wasn’t lying, he showed no signs of slowing down, and you did not want him too.

━

the night had gotten away quickly, after many orgasms; and pierre staying true to his word once again, literally fucking you until there were tears falling down your face from the overwhelming pleasure, the pair of you had finally done everyone else on the hotel floor a favour and finished.

he had pulled orgasm after orgasm out of you, never having felt so fucked out. the both of you putting all of the sexual frustration built up over the past few months into this one encounter.

he had cleaned the two of you up as you recovered; catching your breath and attempting to calm down as you laid on top of his bed sheets. managing to notice his tender touch as he brushed the hair from your face and ensured you were okay and that he didn’t go too hard, which you were quick to reassure him he didn’t. while you felt physically drained, you also felt incredible.

“i should probably go,” you mumbled out when he got settled next to you on the bed; his head turning to face you when you spoke up.

you had no clue how you would walk considering your legs were still trembling, but this was uncharted territory. in the club bathroom you could both walk away and pretend it didn’t happen.

things weren’t as simple right now, and falling asleep in his bed didn’t exactly feel wrong. but it didn’t feel right either.

“you don’t have to,” he spoke in reply; having to hold back a small chuckle which had you glaring at him, raising your eyebrow as if to ask what he was laughing at. “i don’t think you can in all honesty,” he added on innocently, shifting on his side to face you.

his hand reached out to your neck, his fingers grazing over the hickeys and marks from his own hand lightly; his soft touch being foreign to you. but you weren’t complaining.

“i should though,” you shrugged in response; ignoring his joke because he was most likely right, and you had given him enough of an ego boost for one night.

“says who?” he questioned, his fingers leaving your neck as he tucked his hand under his head for comfort. it was weird, having a somewhat civil conversation with him; but it was also relieving in a way as well. “stay, it’s fine. least i can do with all considered,” he spoke sincerely as he sat up; grabbing the duvet and tugging it over the pair of you; not really giving you a choice in the matter.

“don’t go all soft on me now,” you lazily mumbled with a small laugh; yet didn’t argue as you got comfortable, too exhausted to put up any sort of argument. not that you could even think of one.

“yeah, yeah. you wish,”

━

a/n: pls this was so much better in my head🤡 anyways i have a third/final part planned out for this if y’all want it. question is do we want a happy ending or mORE angst 🤠

#f1 smut #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #x reader #f1 #pierre gasly #not my gifs #smut #masterlist #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly smut #pierre gasly imagine

[bonvoyagenoona]

Happy Friday roomie!

Time for more important questions.

1. Who takes you out Friday night:

-on a whim?

-after plotting and planning for weeks?

2. Who takes you out of town:

-to a beautiful air bnb in the city outskirts?

-to a cabin way the hell in the middle of nowhere ?

Lastly...Can I come with you? 🥺

Ahhh, Happy Friday, Roomie! Oooh, a Friday night date night? I feel so spoiled! Let's see where we go -- and obviously you're coming (heh) along!

Q:Who takes you out Friday night on a whim? A: Jin

"I'm in the mood to go out." His eyes will sparkle. "Let's go out, jagi. To eat. Let's go." He'll whimper when you take some time to get ready, and you'll have to remind him that not everyone is as naturally beautiful as he is. He'll protest and threaten to fight anyone who says anything differently about you, but his eyes will also fill with love when you emerge fresh and fierce, having washed the workday off and slipped into something more comfortable. You'll go to a new restaurant, one he looks up when he realizes he's ordered a car that doesn't know where it's going yet. It turns out to have both your favorites, and then some. And he'll always feed you first before taking a bite. Jin's quite impulsive, but who better to learn the art of following your whims from after a long week of having to put yourself second. He'll teach you that night, his steady hands and lips that still taste like dinner making sure that you come first. And come again. And again. And again.

Q:Who takes you out after plotting and planning for weeks? A: Jimin

The project manager title has gone to his head a little, but you're fine with it. Let someone else come up with the plans for a change. And Jimin does his research, typing furiously at his laptop and taking detailed notes in his notebook between rehearsals and meetings, making sure that every detail is accounted for. First, it's dinner at a fancy, new, reservation-only restaurant open only to the stars. Next, it's a secret show featuring your favorite band at a hidden club that you need a password to get into. Then, it's drinks and dancing on a rooftop bar, the city glimmering below you. And then, finally, home. Not on his bulleted agenda, however, is how he'll fuck you in every spot. In the bathroom of that restaurant, your head playing peek-a-boo with the mirror as you bob up and down in the stall. Before you meet the band backstage at the club, the room empty as the band plays their last song. Against the side of the building, looking down at the streetlights, your fingers gripping the ledge of the balcony, body threatening to fall. And in your closet, at home, his thirst insatiable and need forcing him to pounce the minute you slip out of the dress he had delivered for you. Jimin loves it when a plan comes together.

Q:Who takes you out of town to a beautiful air bnb in the city outskirts? A: Jungkook

source: jung-koook

Jungkook loves everything about this idea. How easy it is to book the AirBnB. How it's close enough to the city that you can order all your food. How it's far away from the city that you can see the stars. But most of his attention is on you, anyway. "Yeobo, you're gonna like it, I promise!" he says soothingly as he drives you there. He doesn't even care that you're falling asleep. He just keeps talking to you. Telling you how much you deserve this weekend getaway. How much he knows you've been working. How hard things have been. He just wants to make this easy for you. Easy for you to sleep. Easy for you to rest. And easy for you to come. On his face. On his thigh. On his fingers. On his cock. "Use me, yeobo," he'll whisper from the bed that you won't have to clean up later. "I'm all yours. This is all for you." He doesn't even let you dress yourself when the food arrives, asking you to lay there while he scampers to the front door in his boxers and scampers right back into your arms. You'll eat and fall asleep. And then you'll wake up and do it all again in the morning before you have to leave.

Q:Who takes you to a cabin way the hell in the middle of nowhere? A: Namjoon

Obviousy, I thought of Jin here, too. But his Hideaway was originally just for him, and chock-ful of the amenities that makes modern life so comfortable. Here, there's no electricity. No internet. No air conditioning. Why is there no air conditioning? Chalk it up to Namjoon's one-track mind. You said you wouldn't mind a stay in a quiet cabin. In his mind, this is a success. "How are we supposed to stay cool?" you ask, releasing your suitcase with a thump on the ground. "Wasn't thinking about staying cool with you," Namjoon says, smiling at you from the pose he's struck in the corner, lightly fanning himself with one of the decorative fans on the table. You can barely hide your disappointment. Namjoon stands and makes his way to you. "Besides. Did you know that the body has other ways of regulating its temperature?" he asks. "Oh yeah? Like what?" you bark back. Namjoon wraps his arms around you, pulling you in, forcing you to drop your defenses and give into him. Those huge arms. That strong, muscly torso. "Sweat," he answers. "Specifically, eccrine sweat glands. All over your body." His fingertips rove your skin. When he leans in close, you start to pucker to receive his kiss. But he stops just short. "Those glands leak your body's juices so that you can cool down." You feel his breath change shape as his lips turn up into a smirk. One hand grabs the back of your neck and arches you back. The other works its way between your thighs and up to your flesh, simmering with lust. "Hmm," he rumbles playfully, the pads of his fingers slowly swirling around your bud, "if only there were a way for us to make each other sweat all weekend long."

More Important Questions

#bts fanfiction #bts smut #namjoon smut #jungkook smut #jimin smut #jin smut #bts drabbles #important questions #asks #your asks #mochilatae #roomie #ROOMMIEEEEE #i hope you like this!

[stfujavii]

15 Date ideas for a COVID world.

It’s super hard to “date” right now, especially dating with the traditional sense of the word in mind. The first question we have to ask ourself is what we consider a date to be? Previously the answer would’ve been something along lines of: dinner and a movie, a music concert, a book signing, or jumping on a plane to Chicago for the weekend. You know, normal Friday night things. Anything was considered a date, as long as you were dressed up for it.

Because we’re not super dressed up anymore, anything done inside feels like another Tuesday night, regular. We spend so much time with our loved ones watching movies, cuddling in bed, eating and making dinner together. These are all dates, and can be dates if we want them to, but what made dates special were, getting to know someone outside of their comfort zone, outside of your comfort zone.

As far as I’m concerned, a date is described as anything with wine, ice-cream, or dessert involved.

Drive-In Movies - The obvious choice for a COVID filled world. A drive-in movie, gives the perception that everything is back to normal. All you have to do, is bring a blanket, some wine, maybe some popcorn, and if your partner is on the bougie side a charcuterie board probably. Oh, and don’t forget a mask in case you need to get out and go to the bathroom.

Couples massages - We’re all stressed, and so are you, and your partner. For a thoughtful date night, you do have options.

Bathhouse is an Avi&Javi favorite, however it may run you a couple hundred dollars for an hour or two. Don’t be swayed, there are other options open right now with many COVID safety measures in place.

Shop the Markets - The holiday shops are open! The perfect low-key date for those who are just getting to know each other, and those who know each other a little too well. The perfect date to hold hands while walking around, sipping hot chocolate and eye all the cute little bobbles you’d otherwise find on Etsy.

Brooklyn’s Holiday market at city point is Brooklyn‘s largest shopping and dining destination it’s from now until December 20th.

Empire outlets is the first outlet mall in New York City(Staten Island). It sits on a waterfront space and it’s currently decked out as a winter wonderland for the perfect winter date night. Make this date night super romantic with a ferry ride to Staten Island, then a short walk to Empire outlets for sights, drinks, food, and more.

Turnstyle underground holiday market is located underground, in the subway at Columbus circle 59th street stop, on the ACBD1 train lines.

The Brooklyn Flea

Lights! Lights! Lights! - It’s stiil NYC, which means lights are going to be lit up for the holiday season.

The Rockefeller Christmas tree is back and it’s already lit. The only caveat, you have to join the queue to see the tree.

The Bronx zoo Holiday lights are litter than ever. The global safari in lights featuring illuminated animals from all over the world.

LuminoCity Festival is lit, lit, lit. It sprawls across several acres of Randall's Island with an immersive art experience, and the best instagram photos you can find.

Bowling Alleys - Did you not get the memo? Bowling alleys been open in New York City. Currently they all close at 10, so it’d have to be an early date.

Ice-skating - The quintessential romantic date night activity. Hold hands, grab a hot chocolate, and skate around the rink a few times before frostbite kicks in. Perfect date.

Heated outdoor dining -Join in on the Covid bubbles craze. Dine in an heated igloo on a rooftop, or sip on a glass of pinot in a heated bubble on the street side.

He;re’s a  list here, which shows every private dining bubble in NYC.

Check out all the exhibits you saw online.

ARTECHOUSE, located at the historic boiler room of Chelsea Market houses a new immersive art space you’ve probaby seen all over instagram.

Museum of ice cream is back with Pinkmas! Some of their exhibits are closed for safety reasons, and they added new exhibitions to the mix.

Hudson yards - Hudson Yards has it all: From the edge, to the Vessel, and The Shed. You can also go shopping, watch an out door movie, sip on wine, dine out, talk to Santa (virtually), and so much more.

Visit a Cemetery together. No seriously, bring a blanket, some wine, a record player and a small notebook. You can plan out your death together.

Cook together - Get an Air-bnb, or drive out town and get a cozy cabin. Plan a four-course meal together, create menus, write out cooking instructions, go grocery shopping, come back home cook, and finally, eat.

Book store - Some of your favorite book stores, and used book stores are going out of business. Thanks amazon. Go on a book date, and buy a couple of books. Take turns reading passages from book you find interesting, buy each-other a book, then go grab dessert.

Ice-Cream - *New Rule* If ice cream is involved, its a date. Find a local ice-cream shop, eat some ice cream and talk about your childhood traumas.

Go to ikea, jump on beds, pick out furniture for your future unborn kids, they’ll call you crazy, you’ll scream “this is what couples do” you’ll break up in the ikea market place, and viola you can sttart this list over again.

Dress - & Other Stories | Bag - Telfar | Shoes - Club Monaco | Glasses -my boyfriend’s closet

#fashion #outfit #streetwear #style #dating #date #nyc #dating in 2020 #date ideas nyc #covid dating

[nikcosterwaldaus]

forty-five - satin - rachel weisz

have you ever met a more neurotic, snarky mess than miriam deirdre chomsky? an exile native, miri was raised by a highly overprotective mother, but never quite had the charm and wit and fuck you attitude of her older sister. she got stuck in her mother’s net (some call it munchausen by proxy) and still hasn’t escaped; in fact, some might say she ended up becoming her; but, don’t tell miriam that, for the love of god.

she and her friends had a fucking serial killer chasing them in the woods and it still took her a long time to leave this stupid town. now she’s back, against her will, being forced into playing scooby doo and she’s hating every minute of it. can she make you think you’re dying and sell you a pill to cure you? sure. can she venture into the woods and start digging up dead bodies? you bet to fuck she’s hightailing it back to her air bnb to scrub herself with lysol.

plotting opportunities

→ the old group, the “losers club”, her ex-best friends that she’d rather not be seeing now, or ever again. they bring up some sour, disgusting memories of crawling through mud and having her mother disinfect her every morning before she came down to breakfast for weeks after.

→ healthcare professionals. she’s going to be seeing a lot. if they’re old enough they may remember her, or may know stories about her. miri’s not grown up, she most definitely still thinks she’s got a plethora of illnesses at any given moment. she’ll be driving the fine doctors and nurses of exile out of their minds soon.

→ anyone that wants to hear about the executioner of exile first hand, though miri isn’t exactly forthcoming with details. she’s had this shit follow her from place to place, stupid “true crime enthusiasts” wanting to hear about the real life horror movie she went through. no thanks. y’all can fuck off (unless you’re offering her a lot of money, in which case maybe she’ll give you a few morsels).

→ there’ll certainly be some people in the sheriff’s department and other law enforcement that are around town currently that will be sick to death of her, too. she’s begrudgingly attempting to “do her part” with her friends’ plans and instead of going into the woods to search, she’s using her sales rep training and attempting to woo the police. needless to say, it’s probably not going that well. she’s likely earned herself a bit of a nickname already.

→ anyone and everyone, whether you think you can deal with miri or not. old school friends, old bullies, new friends, new bullies. she’s not much of an open book and she needs people to annoy, and to confide in. get past her layers of sarcasm and bitchy wit and she’s actually sort of a decent human being. she’s honest, at least; and that’s something a lot of people in this town sorely need.

#exilebuzz #ch: miriam chomsky #s: exile

[afterbzz]

BRAVO’S BIRTHDAY DASH

On December 16, Bravo decided to throw a birthday party for Asia but completely forgot about Lourdes. I’m not saying it’s favouritism. I think they genuinely forgot. Which explains the expensive gift that they gave her. It was nice but it speaks volumes to the cast that they sometimes don’t pay attention to most of the cast. Asia party was smooth. No bad bitches to ruin the party. 

THE SIT DOWN

Arnell and Ivory did the sit down because they got threatened by Bravo about their paycheque. So Arnell rented an Air BnB to settle it since she doesn’t want a fight happening at her crib. To be honest, same, girl. Why the fuck would I let y’all come into my house with y’all crusty feet walking all over my floor? Fuck outta here. 

Anyways, Arnell did the sit down, no food was provided because she doesn’t owe nobody anything. But to be honest, I wish she did provide some snacks because people stay hungry. I would’ve passed by the sit down and steal some snacks but nooo. Y’all wanna be cheap. Okay.

Lourdes and Kaylee explained their side of the story. Kaylee was all like ‘’I didn't know it was her at the club. It was dark’’ yada yada yada. ‘’Sorry that it happened.” Like, Kaylee said her peace, but didn’t sound too sincere. But it’s okay. I love messy bitches and she acknowledged her wrong doings. Thank God she’s not one dimensional.

The rest of the cast put it their two cents into the situation and also agreed that Kaylee and Lourdes were in the wrong.

Arnell didn't sugarcoat anything she said. She clarified that she has mad respect for the both of them. Lourdes was in the wrong for bumping into her then pouring the drink on her, Kaylee in the other hand, she talks to them like they’re dogs or something. Like she gotta be careful how to talk to people. If it were a regular person, Kaylee would’ve gotten a lawsuit. If you a boss babe, buying a new shoe wouldn’t be a problem. However, it was later on admitted that it was done for the cameras.

Everything was going fine until Armani said ‘’y’all not about to make my cousin a villain. Y’all would’ve been mad if you were getting bumped’’ Basically blaming Arnell for making Kaylee seem like a bad guy. Saying next time we do this, bring snacks. Which is true. We need snacks for this shit. But nah, I understand why she wanted to defend her cousin but the situation was already done. No need to drag it for more than 30 minutes. Bravo don’t got all that money to pay for everyone for extra show time, ya feel?

COOKIE BAKE

Jingle Bells (Seychelles) did a cookie bake but only Arnell and Asia showed up. Later on, some other casts showed up but only to get some dick. I don’t like seeing members only showing up when its for their own benefits. Plus, why would you want to only show up to a cookie bake to get to know a dude? There’s no alcohol or club vibes. Ain’t no bumping and grinding that’s going on. Point of the story is, show up to events, y’all. Try to get to know people other than the other gender.

Coming up: Interview with Steve M.

Apparently the other dude couldn’t do the interview anymore because he got into a car accident. Whatever information this man had, clearly someone didn’t want him to spill. However, not even an hour later, I got a call from this new dude name Steve and he wanted to be booked for the interview. We will be having the interview right now and it will be up later on today.

#Carter.