#I willing to do it if it gives me whatever the fuck lady gaga has going on

[adorkfromnewyork]

How many years of Catholic school education do i need before I become goth

#I willing to do it if it gives me whatever the fuck lady gaga has going on #fr tho where do I go to learn about Christianity in a mythogical sense #I don’t want to learn about it as a guide to morality #gimme the good stuff

[pyj-12]

You know what? Fuck it,, I'll give a presentation to my Kuroiro with his headcannons,,,

Alert:emo, cringe and shady content. Please don't kill me-

Ps:(I'm usying google translator bcs my english is horrible-)

Where to start? I really like the character to the point that I filled him with hdcs- let's start with his appearence

My design of Shihai Kuroiro is different from the anime but it is similar to the design he has in the Team Up Mission.

Shihai Kuroiro has diamond-shaped pupils with light-gray blue eyes.

His front teeth are normal but he has large, sharp fangs.

Its gums and mouth (and inside of its body) are dark gray and can be slightly lighter or darker depending on the part of its body.

Kuroiro's body is pure darkness with no trace of light, and he can use his quirk throughout his body for whatever he wants.

Kuroiro with his quirk can deform his body to his liking but cannot transform into living beings or add more parts to the body. (He usually deforms his body with his quirk to scare people)

Kuroiro at the end of the fingers of his hands has sharp claws of pure darkness.

Now let's go with his personality, alert: this is going to be very edgy and emo and horrible-

Kuroiro is someone manipulative and perverse, if necessary he gets his hands dirty but he always has a reason for his actions, even if they are selfish or horrible.

He usually draws in class when no one is watching or when he gets bored, he sometimes scratches the sheets, makes simple drawings with lines or makes incredibly graphic drawings (for better and for worse).

He likes everything that is black.

He likes rock and depressing or dark rhythm songs, his favorite band is Ghost but he secretly likes Lady Gaga songs a lot.

He has very few friends, including Juzo, Togaru, Romero, and Tokoyami. But he also gets along with Kinoko, Kendo and Reiko.

Kuroiro hates Tetsutetsu and Shiozaki to death.

Kuroiro likes black cats, bats, and tarantulas.

Kuroiro is capable of feeling love for many people, he is willing to go out with multiple people at the same time because for him, love is something very important.

Kuroiro is somewhat embarrassed to admit it but he really likes big boys who are related to the dark, among them Kamakiri Togaru, Romero Fujimi and he is certainly attracted and interested in Shoji but out of respect for Tokoyami he does not approach him.

Kuroiro's room is deep purple in color with many black things and dark and gloomy decoration.

Kuroiro is attracted to the dark arts and practices rituals with his friends (not all accept)

Kuroiro has many strange and perverse manias, too many, but he keeps them hidden.

Kuroiro is very close to Juzo seeing him as his younger brother as the two grew up together in childhood plus Kuroiro lives across the street from Juzo's home.

Kuroiro collects many strange things in his room, books on dark arts, bones, posters related to the dark and thanks to Togaru he has a painting with stuffed insects.

Kuroiro loves horror and tragedy movies, especially the most graphic ones, your favorite? Cannibal holocaust.

Well, I think that was it, someday I'll continue it, maybe I'll edit it later, I don't know. If this is poorly written or something is not understood, I will let you know that it is my first time doing this and I also wrote it with the Google translator. I don't speak English but I know a lot, maybe later I'll read the blog in detail- sooo... goodbye

#bnha #bnha class 1b #class 1b #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #mha class 1b #kuroiro shihai #shihai kuroiro

[my-mt-heart]

So....we probably lost new-mexico-honeymoon-caryl but might get europe-gap-year-caryl?

I'm okay with it as long as they go completely over-the-top with it. Give us caryl getting married and making out under the eiffel tower. They can drive a red bus on London to guide a horde away from a shelter of kittens and puppies. Share a spaghetti on Rome with the Pope and a Lady Gaga impersonator.

AMC already jumped the shark so bad with the let's go to fucking France dance with sexy zombies/nuns/whatever and blow up the Louvre while there because why not? Since nothing needs to make sense anymore on their ZA world, I'm pitching caryl going scuba diving on Greece. What ridiculous shenanigans would you like to see caryl doing on Europe, my-mt?

Brace yourself, anon, because I'm about to go on a massive tangent... I do agree the show needs to hit hard on the romance because the will they won't they and the ambiguity is just stale at this point. If AMC's trying to break into the streaming world, it doesn't make sense to me that they continue to treat their biggest ship like one might on a broadcast show.

But leaning all the way into the...campiness(?) of S1 would be a huge mistake in my opinion. Daryl and Carol have one of the deepest love stories on television. Burying that under endless amounts of gimmicks stunts their character growth, it wastes Norman's and Melissa's chemistry/talent, and it insults their fans. Like I mentioned before, S2 is pretty much going to have to be a different show without calling it a different show.

Yes, we may have lost New Mexico as a setting/endgame, but what lies at the heart of Daryl's and Carol's conversation in 10x01 should still carry over. We should see them "get on the bike and go." We should see them interact with "people like them." Obviously there has to be a plot and there has to be stakes, but I think what would really make the show successful is a strong emotional core. If their journey is grounded in something that feels true to Caryl, then I'd be far more willing to believe they could ever find themselves traveling through Europe.

But ultimately, a good story starts with good leadership, and McDermott and Gimple aren’t it. 

#caryl #caryl spinoff #carol peletier #melissa mcbride #darylneedscarol

[waiting4inspiration]

Tell Them II (Ivar x reader)

Summary: Confessing the secrets you kept doesn’t go so well for you and you learn that you’ve trusted the wrong person. Ivar says he’ll never love again, but might it be because he still love you?

Warnings: oh boy, angsty, little fluff, mentions of murder, mentions of torture, mentions of blood, strong language, mentions of whipping, I feel like I’m missing something...

Word Count: 3,763

A/n: I took inspiration from the song I’ll never love again by Lady Gaga. You can listen to it while or before reading this if you want to. 

Part 1 Here II Vikings Masterlist

The King has been like a father to you since you joined him as his spy. It is why you are allowed to call him by name - Weset - on almost all occasions and why there’s no real formality between you and him. It’s why when he found you crying, actually crying, in your chambers that night that you confessed your heart out to him. And in doing so, told him all the things you kept secret from your original report.

It’s why you ride next to him in the morning to meet Ivar and his brothers in a clearing to discuss everything that wasn’t said last night. 

The stern look on your face has everyone fooled. No one would think that you cried through the night or that you barely got any sleep. It probably helps that there are a bit of clouds covering the sun to hide the redness of your eyes. Even Ivar is impressed at the stone-cold expression on your face as you walk towards him and his brothers after dismounting your horse. 

You glance up at Ivar for a moment when you come to a stop a few feet from him and his brother, but you find that he’s not looking at you. Instead, he has his eyes fixed on King Weset and the two guards behind him. That’s when you look up at Hvitserk who is looking at you. All he does is shake his head; as if to tell you that Ivar’s not handling what happened well. 

“Let’s not drag this out for too long, King Ivar,” Weset starts. You know it’s because he knows what he wants and doesn’t want to waste time getting to it. “I know you are here to form an alliance. And who wouldn’t want to be in cohorts with the Sons of Ragnar Lothbrok? But I must ask what I will be getting out of the alliance.”

This is where you get bored. You never enjoyed the bargaining, the deal being made between Kings, Jarls, or any other man. It might be because you always know how it’s going to turn out because the person on the other side of the stick is the one that you were told to study and you know what they’ll be willing to give up. 

With Ivar, you don’t have the heart to think about that. If what he said last night is true, then you know that there is nothing Weset can do to make him look like a fool.

“What is it that you’re looking to get out of it?” Ivar asks back as he shifts in his seat, his voice cold and almost snappy. You’re the only one that knows that it’s the wrong response for King Weset. 

The King beside you chuckles making your head turn up to him as he shakes his head. “Perhaps now is the time I tell you that I know far more about you than I did last night,” Weset states, his words making your heart drop in your chest and your head to turn to Ivar. 

Ivar glares at you. He knows now that you did as he said. You told Weset everything you kept secret including your relation with him. You revealed the weaknesses no one has ever found out because the only one that figured it out was you. Because he allowed you to. 

But Weset’s next words aren’t ones that you ever expected to hear. “Seize her.”

“What?”

“What?” 

You and Ivar question at the same time just before the two guards behind Weset move behind you and grab your arms. Hvitserk and Ubbe pull out their weapons but are stopped by Ivar as he raises his hand, his eyes narrowing at Weset and his body leaning a bit forward. “You see, Ivar the Boneless, I have your heart,” Weset states, holding his hand out to gesture to you while you continue fighting to get out of the guards’ grip. “And if I don’t have an offer from you tomorrow, I will break it.”

Looking over to Ivar with wide eyes that now start to well up with tears, you see his eyes flicker over to you for a moment before he looks back at Weset. He gulps, grips the arm of his chair tightly, and breathes out a long breath. “You would never kill your best spy,” Ivar says, calling the bluff he thinks Weset is pulling.

“Did I say kill?” Weset laughs as he takes a few steps forward, you struggling against the grip of the two guards now stopped as you watch what’s happening in front of you. “When the sunsets today, you’ll hear her screaming for mercy. Mark my words. Maybe it will make you think of an offer quicker,” he mentions, your eyes growing wide in terror when he turns back around to you. 

The guards lead you to your horse and force you to climb onto it while holding the reins to make sure you don’t decide to escape. “You son of a bitch,” you sneer at Weset when he mounts his horse.

He gives you a sly smile before ordering his horse forward, you and the two guards following. In a last effort of help, you turn your head over your shoulder to look back at Ivar sitting in his seat. 

He’s staring at you with, dare you say it, worry in his eyes. 

You weren’t placed in a cell like you thought you would be, considering that your King had you seized a few moments ago. Instead, you were taken back to your room as if nothing happened. Weset closes the door behind him, sighs as he walks towards you but you slowly step away from him until your back hits the wall. 

“I trusted you,” you sneer, pressing your hands against the wooden wall and your teeth grinding together as he continues to walk closer to you. 

“A big mistake,” he chuckles, stops when he’s just about in front of you and folds his hands in front of me. “Did you really think I wouldn’t expect something like this to happen sometime? You’re a woman. It was bound to happen that you would fall in love with one of my targets. How fitting that it would be the almighty-”

“Shut up!” you shout, push yourself off the wall to rush across the room to put more distance between you and him. “I told you the secrets of my heart and you’re using it against me? Against him?” Your voice breaks as you speak, your chest heaving as you try to push down the feeling of your heart being ripped apart. Again. 

Weset rolls his eyes at you and takes one step forward. “Don’t make such a big deal of it,” he murmurs, turns to the pitcher of water on the table and lifts it to pour some water into a cup. “When the sun rises tomorrow, you will be a better spy with no one holding you back,” he says, lifting the cup to his lips and takes a sip as you frown up at him. “You’ll never love anyone again.”

You’re shocked at his words because they were the words you used when you poured your heart out to him. 

“Even if Ivar gives you an offer?” you softly question, your head dropping between your shoulders and your gaze staring at your hands that you fold in front of you. You feel like a complete and utter idiot for falling into love with Ivar and then for telling Weset all the truth. You should have kept that to yourself. It was the right choice in the beginning and you fucked up. 

Weset chuckles, places the cup back on the table and walks towards you. “Whatever that cripple offers won’t be what I want,” he states, your head snapping up in defense when you hear him calling Ivar ‘cripple’. You’ve often defended Ivar when someone called him that when you were in Kattegat, and you can’t help but want to carry on with that now. “I think the title of King of Kattegat will do good for my reputation.”

He plans to kill Ivar, you can see it in his eyes. You can see the thought turn in his mind and you can’t believe that you were so blind in the sorrow of your heartache to notice that. When he reaches out to touch your cheek, you take a step away from him and shake your head. “You have a choice here, (Y/n),” he begins, his hand that had the intention of touching you curling into a fist as he takes a step closer. “Obey me and help me now and I’ll spare your life. You can be the greatest spy anyone has ever seen. And maybe, I can make you more than a spy,” he offers. 

Your mouth drops in shock as you take a step away from him. You can’t believe all this is happening because you did as Ivar told you to do. You told Weset everything you didn’t- everything you wouldn’t tell him. Shaking your head, you drop your head and close your eyes to stop the tears from leaving them. “I stand by what I said last night,” you say, trying with all your might to sound confident even if there is a small break in your voice when you lift your gaze up at him again. 

Weset sighs, shakes his head in disappointment and bites his lower lip as he shrugs his shoulders. “Well, that’s a shame.” 

Then, he brings the back of his hand across your face, sending you to the ground and yelping in pain when his royal ring cuts straight across your cheek. And before you can push yourself up, he grabs you by the collar and starts dragging you across the floor towards the door. 

You know exactly where he’s taking you. 

The camp is silent. It has been ever since the screaming started. People only know who’s screams they are because Hvitserk let it slip and the news spread like wildfire around the camp. It suddenly became a question of why they chose to set up camp so close to Weset’s holding. 

It’s screams of torture. Everyone knows that. And when it sounds like they’re finished, the screams start again a few moments later. They can only imagine what must be happening to cause the bone-chilling sound. 

Ivar can’t stand thinking about that. He knows it’s you. He knows from Weset’s words earlier that day, but he didn’t actually think he’d carry them out. Ivar thought that you were like a precious jewel to Weset and that he would never harm you. Apparently, he thought wrong. Even though he told you that he was ready for anything, he definitely was not ready to hear your screams echo through the sky. 

It’s been quiet for a while now and Ivar hasn’t even thought of something to offer Weset. All he could think about were the times he cherished with you. The moments he could look into your eyes and feel as if he was in Valhalla already. Times where he thought that there was nothing you could do to break his heart because of how much he loved you. 

The times where he was a fool to let someone get so close to him. 

“You have to do something about this, Ivar,” Ubbe demands as he barges into the tent a few moments after the screaming started again. This time, it’s clear that the person screaming is in tears too. 

Ivar glances up to Ubbe with a cold look on his face and folds his arms over his chest as he leans back in his seat. “I have to do something? Why must I do anything about this?” he asks back with a sneer, tilts his head to the side as he narrows his eyes at his older brother. 

“Because you were talking about making her your wife not so long ago and you still love her no matter what you say,” Ubbe responds quickly, moving closer to Ivar when he rolls his eyes. “Don’t deny it, Ivar. You say you won’t love again because you are still in love with her-”

“She was a spy. Or weren’t you paying attention, Ubbe?” Ivar snaps at him, aiming to make him back off. But he doesn’t. Ubbe just stands there, arms folded over his chest and a raised eyebrow on his face. 

Sighing, Ivar pushes himself off his seat and to the ground so he can leave this conversation seeing as Ubbe won’t leave it to an end. “She loved you,” Ubbe says, making Ivar freeze and stare at the ground. “We all could see that she did. And maybe she still does. She might have been a spy, but her affections weren’t an act before she left.”

Ivar’s jaw tenses at his brother’s words as his head drops between his shoulders. It’s quiet between them for a moment before Ubbe sighs, shakes his head to himself, and turns to walk out of the tent, leaving Ivar alone at the realization that the conversation won’t go anywhere from there. 

Turning over so he can sit, he stares at his hands as Ubbe’s cursed words float around in his mind. It’s hard to pin-point the moment your faked affection became true. If Ubbe says that everyone could see you loved him, then he can’t say that you didn’t. And though he can’t pinpoint the moment, he does remember that glimmer in your eyes suddenly changing the one day. He remembers it, can’t say when that happened. 

Then, he finds himself playing through the memories of the times he’s spent with you. The time where you bested his brother in a duel with a smile on your face. The time where he would stare into your eyes as you told him stories that he doesn’t know now how true they are, but he was still lost in them. The times where you would make him feel like any other man other there and like he could do anything. 

He’s so caught up in these memories that he doesn’t realize your screams have stopped, that it’s been quiet for way too long before there’s a commotion in the camp until someone barges into the tent, urgently calling his name and looking at him as if he had seen the Goddess Hel herself. 

“It’s (Y/n).”

The last time your eyes were open, you were begging for the pain to end with tear-stained cheeks and your feet barely keeping you standing. You were counting on the chains around your wrists that had you bound to a pillar from keeping you off the ground. And you remember the pain rising up inside you like a heatwave before everything went black. 

There are small things you remember, but it’s almost like they’re part of a dream. The man who stands in front of your room, guarding it at night and the chambermaid you’ve formed a small friendship with; both sneaking you through hallways and out of Weset’s holding. 

Now, you’re lying on your stomach, in a place you’ve never seen, a tent you’ve never been in. You know your back is open from the gentle dabbing of material again your wounds. Each gentle touch makes you remember how you received the cut and the ‘crack’ that comes with it. It makes tears fill your eyes and you whimper in pain as you turn your face into the pillow your head rests on. 

Turning your head to the side, you see bloodied cloths that has been tossed to the side. You don’t need to be told it’s your blood, but the thought only makes you cry more. The healer thinks your sobs are from the pain and tries to comfort you, but no one can heal the true pain you feel. 

All this happened because you fell in love. If this is what happens when you love, you don’t want to love again. Even though you know that this is Weset’s intention, you will easily let him win. 

The frantic buzz around you seems to die down but the healer continues to work on the lashes on your back. You feel eyes on you, running up and down your broken skin as a familiar sound makes your eyes squeeze tightly shut. The sound of someone crawling on the ground, dragging their lower body behind them. 

You know it’s Ivar. 

What Ivar doesn’t know as he makes his way closer towards you is that you’re awake. He thinks you're unconscious, considering the number of wounds he counted on your back... Gods know how many others there are.

Your skin is clammy, but it’s the tear on your cheek that has Ivar’s attention and it’s the reason he reaches up to touch your face. You jump at his touch and your eyes snap open. They’re red. Ivar hates that because it knows that it means you have been crying. 

“Ivar,” you whisper as he moves away from you. And what you thought would be affection turns into hostility. His face changes, reminding you that he hates you. He doesn’t love you and why should he? You were caught up in the happy memories you had with him to remember that all that is now in the past. 

“What are you doing here, (Y/n)?” he questions, pulling his legs in front of him as he sits, his arms then folding over his chest as he glares at you with those cold eyes. 

You shake your head, because you don’t exactly know what you are doing here. You exactly know how you got here in the first place. “Weset is planning on killing you no matter what offer you give him,” a voice says at the entrance of the tent, making both yours and Ivar’s head turn. It’s your guard, the one you vaguely remember sneaking you out the holding. “He’ll attack tomorrow at dusk.”

Ivar rolls his eyes, which you catch. “It’s true, Ivar,” you whisper, knowing that Ivar doesn’t trust the word of a stranger. But maybe you can convince him. “Weset wants to be King of Kattegat and he won’t stop at anything to get what he wants,” you add, his eyes shifting up to you.

“And you will walk away unharmed-”

“He’ll kill me too,” you cut him off, so used to being able to freely speak to him without any repercussions. But when he narrows his eyes at you, you immediately shrink into yourself, quietly hissing as the healer starts to apply some kind of paste to your wounds. 

Ivar scoffs at your words, chuckles to himself as he shifts in his spot. “Weset would never kill his beloved spy,” he hisses, glaring at you and making your heart break a bit. “You’re lying. Again. And I’m sick of your lies,” he states as he moves to leave. 

“Do you want to know what I told him?” you question. He stops, slowly looks at you and you shift so that your eyes meet his. “Yes, I told him everything I didn’t tell him as you told me I should. But do you know what else I confessed to him that made him realize I’m really your weakness and you’re mine?” 

He doesn’t say anything, but you can see that he wants to know. He wants you to tell him. He’s not sure if you should with the healer and a few other people still in the tent, but you don’t seem to care as you slowly lift yourself onto your arms, lifting your head off the pillow you’ve cried into. “When I first met you, it wasn’t my intention to fall in love with you. I was supposed to get close, be a friend, someone you trusted. But I never thought I’d find myself lying in your arms, completely in love with you,” you confess, making Ivar breathe in deeply and his hands tightly curling into a fist.  

“I thought that after leaving Kattegat, I’d move on, but I couldn’t get you out of my mind. It became so bad that I never want to feel anyone else’s touch,” you continue, your voice breaking slightly as tears start to build up in your eyes. “I don’t want to start something with anyone else, I don’t want to know what it’s like to kiss someone else, or have another’s name falling off my lips.” 

Ivar swallows deeply at your words, at the tears that fall down your cheeks, and at the quiver in your words. “I don’t want to love anyone else. And I will never love again, because I’m still in love with you.”

“You say you won’t love again because you are still in love with her.” Ubbe’s words come back to Ivar after you’ve spoken, making his head drop between his shoulders as his eyes stare at his hands as the words in his mind replay over and over. 

He doesn’t say anything. You’ve confessed your love in front of a handful of other people and Ivar doesn’t say anything. It makes your heart sink in your chest and the hope that he says something similar to what you had said fades away. “I wish I didn’t break your heart or your trust,” you whisper as you fall back onto your stomach.

This time, you turn your head away from him to hide the growing tears in your eyes. You fear that looking at him longer will break your heart past repair. 

Ivar stares at the back of your head, licks his lips as he swallows past the dry lump in his throat before he moves to exit the tent again. No one makes eye contact with him or says anything. Before he leaves, he stops for a moment and turns his head over his shoulder to look at you. 

His gaze falls on your hand as the healer moves your arms to rest at your sides. He remembers how you used to run your fingers through his hair, how he loved that. “I’ll never love anyone else because of you,” he softly says, but in the quiet, you hear his words. 

It’s what he said to you the previous night, when he told you to confess the secrets you’ve been keeping from your King. But they have a different meaning this time. You can tell from his voice and from the way his eyes soften when you turn your head to look back at him. 

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[gem-quest]

[ SIDEQUEST 02. — INFERNA ]

in which inferna plans her “wedding” to jack ;DDD

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FROM inferna’s ‘standard notebook’ (h-rank, given to all players upon spawning in-game for the first time; simply a place to keep notes):

PLACE; idk bro, I’d do Finvarra’s Gardens/Level 10 except for the fact that I can’t stand that Finvarra piece of shit sooooooooooooooo............but if neddy thinks level 10 will be fine & finvarra will leave us alone, then i don’t see why not?

TIME; uh not before 12 pm do i look like a morning person??

GUESTS; anyone???¿¿??¿? could just copy paste an invite into obsidian food + koreaboo + other gcs i have tbh...how much will people kill me if i make a copy pasta w all the emojis like the cringey cancerous ones ppl spam into my fb messenger ?? lmfao

OUTFITS; maybe ill wear a dress lol. ok that’s a lie BUT who gives a shit; ppl can do what they want. i bet neddy could cop some flower crowns for us tho so at least we will be matching!! 

OTHER LOGISTICS; neddy can be both me & jack’s maid of honor, haters back off & go fuck yourselves bc there are no wedding rules in this game >:(. since ace is the closet person i know to an official dev or w/e for gq & she left, maybe we could just get some rando to dress up all Official Like (TM) & officiate the ceremony lol

RECEPTION; wildflower meadows?

APPETIZERS; yue city’s fruit markets are pretty good but if i can find someone willing to hop into level 42 summer villa for me, we could get those oranges & lemons & whatever else they’re supposed to be growing there? also i hear 35 (enchanted forest & tatiania/titania lady whatever person) has some pretty rad berries but some of them are poisonous so......oops. but also! valley of monsters has some berry-like things too. will have to investigate further. [to be expanded]

SIDES; goddamn i really miss french fries & onion rings (maybe ophelia knows how to make smth similar?), & ofc i’ll need ketchup if we go w those. city of magic has this place that sells some pretty good bbq gryphon drumsticks & other skewers (the rat ones taste just like chicken!) so i’ll also hit that up. will need to make a lot of sauce & sriracha bc nothing in this fucking game has seasoning. will also have shish kabobs of all sorts hopefully. maybe a veggie platter for ppl who’re into that stuff? [to be expanded]

DRINKS; i mean, the usual honey wine/mead/ale that’s p cheap in yue city stores. could try to get morningstar to make me more ‘burnett’s potions’ again - or maybe something more bougie like grey goose??? but also not sure what she’d want in return, hmm. must think on it. for chasers, just fruit juice & cider & shit? kinda wish they had soda in this game. also, BOBA & starbucks fraps, i miss that so much! must try to find a substitute.

MAIN DISHES; i’m going to make a hotpot out of cauldrons and teapots and shit bc god fucking damn i miss that. i wonder if ophelia will know anything about where i can get, like cilantro + scallions + peanut sauce + other hotpot spices? then, need the stuff to go into the hotpot too ofc, im thinking all the raw meat strips (beef, lamb, whatever), all the usual veggies (do they have bokchoy in this game???), i dont think there’s any tofu which is a shame but i can def. get some mushrooms and sprouts and stuff. hmmm i might be able to hunt down a wyvern in one of the valley of monsters side-quests & have that roasting there too. kinda also want peking duck w/ that special sauce ngl. gotta ask around & try to see if other ppl have in-game substitutions for like, dumplings/potstickers & pho & kimbap & fried rice & pad thai & stuff, but if not then all the usual fantasy game food is fine - chicken potpies, stew, roasted swan, etc are all good no matter what. is there anyone who knows how to make tacos/mexican food/chipotle in this game??? [to be expanded]

DESSERTS; um, everything, basically. need to go stock up on sugar cubes for jack + order one of those fancy four-tiered cakes at the tearoom! is there a way to make those pies that have birds fly out of them when u cut it open? [to be expanded]

MUSIC; anyone, as long as they can play blackpink songs & the cha-cha slide & whatever else neddy wants. some other good songs to have will be: poker face by lady gaga, tik tok by kesha, party in the u.s.a, eminem (lose yourself AKA mom’s spaghetti song, real slim shady, rap god), god’s plan & sicko mode would be extra bonuses

PHOTOGRAPHER; literally anyone who’s willing to send me all the pics lmfao. if they’re at murias pass & not obsidian, maybe i can convince the ppl holing up over there to let this person thru when they get to it?

[will add more as i think of stuff!]

#writing #inferna story #just for fun ;D #vicky #inferna #fanfan & i dont know when/where this joke wedding would happen yet but if we want some small drama there w/ the other chars im totally down #hehehe #nothing is finalized though! im just procrastinating other shit #sq2

[blkmxrvel]

A Millions Reasons

Pairing: Alex Danvers x Female!Reader

Words: 1,955

Summary: You’re sick and tired of Alex’s mind games. One day she has you thinking that you’re the only person in your heart and then the next, it’s like she doesn’t even know you. You love her, but you aren’t sure how much more of this you can take. Based on ‘Million Reasons’ by Lady Gaga

Warnings: Angst, Briefly Implied Smut, Insecurities, Crying, Wlw

A/N: This is my entry for @flatbottomholland ‘s writing challenge! I hope you all enjoy this! This broke my heart, I love Alex so much. This is so bad I’m so sorry. It really turn out I envisioned it to be.

Walking into the DEO, you had tried to make the best out of today. You woke up 30 minutes late, your clothes weren’t dry, and you weren’t having a good hair day by any means. You just wanted a fresh clean start.

A chorus of “Y/N, you’re late” and “What happened” rang through your ears as you walked up to Winn’s desk.

“Hey.” You rang out and ran a hand through your hair. Winn turned around and waved quickly.

“Hey! I thought you were staying home today, it’s like an hour after you were supposed to be in.”

“Yeah I know,” you sat in the chair next to him. “Not a good day today.”

Winn shrugged and didn’t press any further. He turned back to his computer, you following suit.

Out of your right ear, you heard laughter that you would immediately recognize anywhere. Your girlfriend, Alex. You turned your head to look at her, only to regret it a moment later.

Alex was talking to Maggie, way to close for your liking. You had no idea what they were laughing about and you didn’t care. This was a constant cycle with Alex, she’d only acknowledge your presence when you were at home, but when you were in public places, it was like she didn't’ even know you.

You were pretty sure that you weren’t losing your mind. Your dignity-- a strong maybe-- but you were almost positive that your mind was intact.

So, you had no idea why you continued to let Alex toss your heart around like a forgotten rag doll, when you knew you could do so much better. You didn’t deserve to have your emotions played, to be treated like a queen one day and complete shit the next.

You loved Alex, that much was obvious. It was very clear that you would do anything for her. She had your whole heart, and you thought that you had hers.

But clearly, you were wrong.

It was a cool, October day. The leaves came tumbling down from the sky as you walked into your shared apartment. It was warm, quiet, and any other day you would be joyous, but today, you could only sigh.

You shrugged off your coat, placing it and your scarf on the rack, before plopping down on the couch. It was warm, quiet. Alex wasn’t here, as per usual. You hadn’t seen her in a few days, which was quite alarming since you lived in the same apartment.

You weren’t quite sure what her deal was. It was great a few days ago, she had taken you out on a date; she was happy and smiling and you were reminded of just how in love with her you were. But, you knew Alex, and with her, you never knew what you were going to get.

You were 5 seconds away from going to sleep when the hushed creak of the front door made you pry open your heavy eyes. It was Alex, obviously, and you subconsciously rolled your eyes.

Your girlfriend of 2 years hadn’t noticed you until she saw a movement coming from her left. You had adjusted your position on the couch, head facing the back and buried in the crook of your elbow.

You felt the couch shift, indicating that Alex had just sat next to you. You weren’t in the mood for her games. You didn’t know whether she was just going to ignore you again or try to act like nothing had ever happened. Either way, you wanted no part of it.

“Y/N..Babe, wake up please.” She shook your legs lightly and you pretended to stir like you were asleep. Groaning, and turned on your back, rubbing your eyes and not bothering to look Alex in face.

“Wow, we’re actually home at the same time for a chance, I’m surprised you even remember my name.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Alex tilted her head, feigning confusion and offense.

“You know what it’s supposed to mean, Alex. I don’t have time for this, not today.” You huffed and stood from the couch, walking towards the kitchen.

“Time for what?” You heard Alex start to follow you. You didn’t answer. She grabbed your arm.

“Y/N what are you talking about? What don’t you have tim-”

“This!” You turned to face her, throwing your arms into the air. “I don’t have time for this, this dance that we do. That you do with me. Sometimes, I don’t even think you want to be with me.”

“Of course I do. Y/N where is this coming fro-”

“Let me finish. Please.” She nodded her head. “There are days where you make me feel like the only girl in the world. Days where it’s like nothing could ever go wrong, like everything is perfect. And then reality sets in.” Your voice had started to break and you looked down at your fingers, broken-hearted.

“I get that your have your days, you know? I get when you don’t want to talk to anyone or be around people, I get it. But lately, the only one you’ve been acting that way towards is me. It’s like a switch is flipped in your heart. Like suddenly, I’m not worth it. Like you don’t want anything to do with me. And I don’t understand it.”

Alex started took a step toward you, and you took two steps away from her in response.

“I love you, Alex. I really, really love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, but-”

Alex walked up to you quickly, grabbing your hands and holding them firmly. You let her, secretly liking the way her touch still made your heart flutter. But then it broke your heart.

“No, please don’t leave me, babe. You know I love you, I want you. I always have and I always will.”

“See,” you chuckled dryly. “that’s the thing. I want to believe you, so bad. But I can’t. Because it’s always one thing after the next. You give me a million reasons to leave you, a million reasons to walk out that door and never look back. Whether it’s you ignoring me, or being cold towards me, or forgetting date nights or ditching me to hang out with Maggie.”

“That’s what this is about, your jealous of Maggie?”

“I’m jealous of everyone, because they get to see you more than I do, your fucking girlfriend. They get to hear about everything first, they get to see your smile or hear your laugh first. I’m not one of your priorities anymore, we both know it.” Alex pulled you into her by your waist when she noticed the tears falling down yours at an alarmingly rate. It broke her heart to see how much damage she had to you, to your relationship.

“You don’t even know the pain you cause me, how many times I cry alone in our bed at night. Because of the things you do. I try to reason, and rationalize. I tell myself that I’m just overthinking and I worry too much. Because then you’re nice, you love me again. Even if it’s for a few days, I feel your love. I feel better. And it shouldn’t be like that. I won’t let it be that way.”

“Y/N, please don’t do this-”

“I’m not the one who’s doing it. I’m not the one who’s tearing us apart one heartbeat at a time. It’s you, we both know it is.”

Alex sniffled and the first tear came out of her eyes. She moved a hand that was on your lower back and wiped her eyes. You were whipped, and couldn’t stand to see her cry no matter how many times your tears were because of her. So you brought both of your hands up and placed them on her cheeks, rubbing the pads of your thumbs into her ever growing dark circles.

“I’m sorry,” she muttered. “It may not seem like I am, but I’m sorry. You know I never meant to hurt you, I have no excuse as to why I did what I did, why I made you feel like shit. But, I love you, baby. I do. I have no rationale or reasoning, but I don’t want you to leave me, I’m willing to do whatever it takes. I want you here, with me, forever.” You smiled a light smile, with love and adoration just pooling in your eyes.

“Give me a reason.” You said after a few minutes of silence. Your face was now a bit more stoic, not so soft.

“What?”

“I have a million and three reasons to walk away right now, but because I love you, and I see the good in everyone. If you give me one very good reason to stay, I will.” You lifted yourself a bit on your toes and kissed the tip of Alex’s nose that was red from crying.

“It’s that easy? It can’t be that easy.” She responded in shock.

You laughed like you used to, before doubt and grief had found it’s way into your heart.

“No, it’s not. I need a reason to stay, love. To give you a chance and not give up on you.”

“A good one, right?”

“Extremely.” You could feel Alex’s heart start to beat a tiny bit faster, and the way her hands got a bit clammy while resting on your back.

“Well, I don’t know why you would give me a second chance. I’m an asshole. I didn’t realize what I was doing at first, but I’m an asshole. I don’t want to be one, especially not with you. I’m not okay with that, and I’m glad you aren’t either. That’s why I love you, because you’re strong, and loving and caring and you aren’t afraid to give anyone tough love.”

“Flattery won’t get you anywhere, Alex.”

“I’m not done!” You both smiled at each other. “I know it won’t be easy to believe, but from now on, I will be doing my job as a girlfriend. I will put you first, I won’t ever single you out, I will prove to you that you have every last bit of my heart. That you’re the only one who can make me fall in love every single time I see your face. Give me two weeks, a month tops, and I promise I will kiss, cuddle, hug and love every single one of your doubts away. If not, you can walk away. I know I’m not perfect, but for you, I will stop at nothing to make sure I damn near am.”

You stood in silence for awhile. You were trying to process Alex’s words, staring into her eyes and replaying each syllable in your head. You let it sink it, travel from your ears, to your brain, then your heart. Alex got worried, thinking that her reason wasn’t a good enough one. She bit her lip while her eyes started to tear up again.

Noticing this, you leaned on your toes, smashing your lips on Alex’s passionately, hands still holding her face. Her eyes bulged out of her head in shock before she started to kiss you back. She slipped her cold hands inside your shirt, rubbing them up and down your warm back.

Your lips stayed connected with hers until you couldn’t breathe, and when you pulled away, you saw stars, hearts, fireworks and everything that you love about Alex.

“Your time starts now, baby.” you pulled on her shirt and started to step back, dragging her with you. You kept your eyes on hers while you walked into your shared bedroom and falling on the bed with her on top.

“Prove it.”

#alex danvers x reader #alex danvers #supergirl #supergirl imagine #supergirl au #wlw #wlw imagine #winn schott #win schott x reader #supergirl x reader #supergirl wlw #x female reader #reader insert #female reader #female reader insert #lady gaga #million reasons lady gaga #song fic #flatbottomhollandchallenge #rosalieswritingchallenge

[eldritchsurveys]

210.

1. Do you ever give things away to your friends? >> I mean, I would...

2. Does it make you uncomfortable when your parents talk about finding people attractive? If your parents don’t make comments like that, what sort of things can your family members say that do make you feel uncomfortable? >> ---

3. Have you ever heard of an “alternative spring break”? Have you ever participated in one or known someone who has? >> Oh, yeah, when I was going to the New Alternatives drop-in center... during Spring Break times there’d often be these college kids that would come in and volunteer for us for an alternative spring break instead of going to Cancun or whatever. I remember us going to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens with one of those groups of college kids, and I think the Natural History museum, and an art museum but I can’t remember which one (MoMA, probably).

4. Is there anyone’s friendship or relationship, in particular, that makes you jealous? >> Yeah. I think I’m just envious of being able to be emotionally close to someone, in general. I feel robbed because I ended up with such shit attachment problems. It’s not their relationship I envy, it’s their ability to, like... be that kind of person to their partner. IDK.

5. Do you feel a sense of community among the Tumblr survey-takers? If not, is it because you’re not interested in that sort of thing or is because you feel excluded for some reason? >> I don’t really know any of the tumblr survey-takers. D: I remember people like Lane from Xanga, so I still keep up with their lives like some kind of creepy one-sided friendship lmfao. (I watched a YouTube video that says this sort of thing is apparently called a “parasocial relationship”.) I don’t really know how to interact with other survey-takers, though, so I just end up knowing a bunch of random things about people without really... knowing them. Or without them knowing me. Trippy.

6. How often do you think about what guys will think of you? >> It’s a reflexive thought process sometimes because of learned social bullshit, but I don’t actually care.

7. Have you ever made a friendship pact with someone, where you pricked your fingers and became blood-bonded? If not, have you ever made any sort of friendship pact? >> No.

8. If you are on birth control that allows you take pills and skip your period, how often do you opt to skip it? How come? >> Literally the only reason I take birth control is because the skip-your-period method of pill-taking exists. It’s a lesser-evil pact-- I get mild dysphoria in order to get rid of something that causes me greater dysphoria. I’ll take it.

9. Is there a book series where you loved the first book, but for some reason the other books in the series just didn’t measure up? >> I don’t think so.

10. If you are a registered voter or are considering registering for this upcoming election, do you know which statewide issues will be on the ballot this November? Can you list some and share which way you will be voting on them? >> This would have been more timely last year.

11. Have you ever been to Pride? If not, have you ever been to any sort of Slut Walk or other protest? >> I have been to (and in) NYC Pride.

12. Are there any stores/restaurants that you would like to shop/eat at, but there aren’t any located near enough to you? >> I can’t think of any off the top of my head.

13. If you are a part of a certain fandom or are a fan of a popular series/musician, is there a rivalry between your fandom and another one (e.g., Lady Gaga fans vs. Katy Perry fans or Marvel vs. DC)? >> I think there are various rivalries in the fandoms I’m in, but I don’t pay attention to them. That’s not my area of interest.

14. How many people would you say you are close with? Who are they? >> :T ...Inworlders! Yep.

15. Do you ever have smell hallucinations? >> I don’t think so. 

16. If you were told by a professional that you were unable to become pregnant, how would that affect you? Is there something important to you about conceiving a biological child rather than adoption? And finally, if you even want to have children, would you choose adoption or surrogacy or would you go on childless? >> It wouldn’t affect me one way or the other, because my lack of sexual activity means I can’t get pregnant regardless. I’d much rather my reproductive organs shrivel up and fall out of my body one day so I never have to deal with them again, that’d be the ideal. Not being able to get pregnant but still getting a period is like some kind of cruel fucking joke-- if I can’t get pregnant then why does this literal hell still happen every month???? Fucking bodies. Anyway, I don’t care if I never get to raise a child, really. It’s not a priority. In fact, I’m willing to bet I’m better off without doing so.

17. Is there something that you did not used to take seriously, that you either now take seriously or wish that you had in the past (e.g., a relationship that you miss, your education, etc.)? >> I wish I’d taken my drug usage more seriously instead of thinking I was invincible just because I’d been extremely lucky. Maybe I could still enjoy drugs on occasion instead of now going todash every time I so much as eat an edible.

18. Are there any subjects that you are interested in so much that you would read whole books or academic journals about them? >> Whole books, of course, depending on the writer... academic journals tend to be too jargon-heavy for me.

19. Are you physically affectionate with your friends? >> No.

20. When you were in middle school and high school, did you witness a lot of bullying? How did the teachers react to name-calling or violence? >> Not so much outright bullying as just... the less obvious kind of social exclusion and us-vs-them-ing. You know, getting ready for adulthood. :|

21. If there is a specific celebrity (or two, or three!) that you dislike, is it because of petty reasons or is it because they’ve done something absolutely damning in your mind? >> I just don’t like Russell Crowe. It used to be a joke when I lived with Vlad-and-Company because I didn’t have a good reason or anything, I just would yell “FUCK RUSSELL CROWE” any time he was brought up. I don’t know what annoys me so badly about him, but I like to be hyperbolic about it. And I don’t like Johnny Depp anymore, because he just got over-cast and over-hyped and then all the abuse stuff came out and I was like “well that was expected but it really does put the last nail in his coffin lmao”. But most actors I’m pretty apathetic about.

22. Are any of your friends/relatives actually impressive artists or writers? Are you willing to share an example of their work? >> I know a variety of impressive (to me) artists and writers here on tumblr. I’m not just going to randomly put their work in a survey answer with no context or anything, though, that feels weird.

23. When it comes to relationships/crushes, are you more often the pursued or the pursuer? >> ---

24. Do you have anyone’s tweets sent directly to your phone? Whose? >> No. LOL I think Sparrow does that with Hozier.

25. Do you ever find yourself making negative comments about other people’s appearances, whether it’s people you dislike or even just people on tv? >> Yeah, sometimes. It’s a dumb learned behaviour that I got sick of a while ago and stopped doing nearly as much as most people, but I haven’t completely unlearned it.

#surveys #survey #random survey

[failingtheoscars]

(2019) Troy’s Annual Academy Award Failure

Oh god. I say this every year but this might be the hardest year to call in recent memory. There are zero locks this year. Usually there’s only a few toss-ups on the list. Since there’s so many weird ways this could go, I’m going to go for a more risky ballot than usual instead of playing it safe, so expect my accuracy to range from 12-23/24 (it’ll never be 24.)

Best Actor - The Academy seems to be losing their goddamn minds over Bohemian Rhapsody this year, which I haven’t had the chance to see yet but I have a sneaking suspicion I won’t love it. Nevertheless, I don’t think they have the guts to push it for Best Picture so I think they’ll reward Rami Malek’s teeth here because people just... genuinely like Freddy Mercury, and will transfer that to even a half decent performance (mind you, maybe he’s great. Idk.)

Will win: Rami Malek

Might win: Christian Bale cus he put on weight

Should win: Ethan Hawke for First Reformed

Best Actress - The wind is blowing in favour of Glen Close just because she never wins one, but Colman has BAFTA momentum.

Will win: Glen Close

Might win: Olivia Colman

Should win:  Olivia Colman, honestly. Or Lady Gaga, which I never thought I’d say.

Best Supporting Actor - The writing on the wall is Mahershala Ali for Green Book, but I said this wouldn’t be a safe ballot. It’s possible the Academy will think it’s too soon for him after his last win and will toss it towards Richard E. Grant who’s building late-game momentum.

Will win: Richard E. Grant

Might win: Mahershala Ali

Should win: Steven Yuen for Burning

Best Supporting Actress - Ugh. Conventional wisdom says Regina King but she hasn’t swept up a lot of the big awards and I have a feeling that The Favourite’s voting isn’t as split by Weisz and Stone as people seem to think. Plus, if they give Actress to Close they might want to reward The Favourite somehow.

Will win: Rachel Weisz

Might win: Regina King

Should win: Rachel Weisz

Best Animated  - Felt like Incredibles 2 could’ve won this award with its eyes closed if it was even mildly memorable. Too bad it wasn’t. Spider-verse might actually be good enough to overwhelm the Pixar name.

Will win: Spider-Man: Enter the Spider-Verse or whatever

Might win: Incredibles 2

Should win: spideymun

Best Cinematography - Roma look good, and I buy the theory that the Academy was willing to cut out the presentation for Cinematography because it was just going to be another award Roma picked up.

Will win: Roma

Might win: Cold War

Should win: ?Roma

Best Costume Design - wakanda forever

Will win: Black Panther

Might win: The Favourite

Should win: whatever do i look like i know much about costumes

Best Directing - Uagh. There’s a bit of a buzz that maybe Spike Lee will finally get an Oscar but I don’t see the Academy ever going for anything Spike Lee does because he’s not safe enough for them (good)

Will win: Cuaron for Roma

Might win: Spike Lee for BlacKkKlansman

Should win: Yorgos Lanthimos for The Favourite or Paul Schrader for First Reformed

Documentary (Feature) - Splits between the name recognition of RBG or the actual honest to goodness quality of Minding the Gap.  Oh, also Free Solo, which people have seen. Fuck, I don’t know. I see an upset with Minding the Gap, but don’t be surprised if it’s one of the other two.

Will win: Minding the Gap

Might win: Free Solo or RBG

Should win:  idk i never watch docs, im stupid

Best Documentary Short - duh idk

Will win: Period, End of Sentence

Might win: End Game, the other one with “End” in the title

Should win: Paddington 2

Best Editing - I think voters frequently interpret this as “most editing,” so that’s gotta be McKay

Will win: Vice

Might win: Bohemian Rhapsody cus why not

Should win: The Favourite

Best Foreign Language Film - Only one of these is nominated for Best Picture.

Will win: Roma

Might win: Cold War

Should win:  Burning. NOMINATE IT, COWARDS

Best Make-up and Hairstyling - Woah... Christian Bale look like different man? How do that?

Will win: Vice

Might win: idk

Should win: Me, because my contour game is on point

Best Music (Original Score)

Will win: BlacKkKlansman

Might win: If Beale Street Could Talk

Should win:  Beale Street

Best Music (Original Song) - I’M IN THE SHALLLOOOOWS WATCH AS I DIVVVVEEE IIIINNNNN, ILL NEVER blehbhlbeh

Will win: Shallow

Might win: Shallow.

Should win:  When a Cowboy Trades His Spurs for Wings, don’t @ me

Best Production Design - 9 times out of 10, the period piece wins.

Will win: The Favourite

Might win: Black Panther

Should win:  idk

Best Short Film (Animated) - Going with the only one I saw baby, cus I bet it’s the only one they saw too

Will win: Bao

Might win: ?

Should win:  ??!?!?!??

Best Short Film (Live Action) - lol

Will win: Marguerite

Might win: any of them

Should win: your mom lmao gotem

Best Sound Editing - Hi i’m an academy voter and don’t know what this means but rocket go boom

Will win: First Man

Might win: Bohemian Rhapsody

Should win: bleep bloop

Best Sound Mixing - Hi i’m an academy voter and don’t know what this means but Queen sound good

Will win: Bohemian Rhapsody

Might win: A Star is Born

Should win:  bloop bleep

Best Visual Effects

Will win: Avengers: Infinity War

Might win: First Man

Should win: im tired of this list. I don’t feel so good Mr Stark

Best Writing (Adapted Screenplay) - Often the “oh shit we should award this person but we’re NOT doing best picture for them” award. Last year it was Get Out (or was that the year before? Idk.) and this year it’s Spike Lee.

Will win: BlacKkKlansman

Might win: I dunno. Can You Ever Forgive Me? ?

Should win: Burning

Best Writing (Original Screenplay) - God help me if this is Green Book. It VERY WELL could be Green Book. The wind is blowing in the direction of them giving it to The Favourite but I refuse to believe the Academy might not drop the ball on Best Picture but would also somehow not drop the ball here too? They’re dropping at least ONE BALL people.

Will win: Green Book

Might win: The Favourite

Should win:  First Reformed

Best Picture - Lord almighty. I feel deep in my heart it’s Green Book but I wonder if the momentum Roma has suddenly taken will actually bring it over the finish line. Normally it’d be a given the Academy would NEVER give a movie like Roma an award, but fuck, they gave it to Moonlight over La La Land.

Will win: Roma

Might win. Like REALLY might win: Green Book

Should win:  Burning or First Reformed

OKAY THANKS boy this list already smells of failure

[survivesalem]

Episode 3 - “This music video is kinda hot to be quite honest.” - Raffy

I think this may be the end of me. The worst possible thing has happened. We are tribe swapping....I'm the only member of my tribe over here.....its a 5-1-1......oof Can I get an F in chat? Here's to good luck and hope that there is fracture within the 5.

I am kind of glad to be swapped because it means that I am no longer stuck with a losing tribe. But, it seems no one knows how to edit which just sucks because that will surely mean we will lose the challenge. On the plus side, I have Mac and Jay with me. Our alliance will be stronger than ever! However, Mac let slip earlier that he knows a lot more people than he lets on which means I will allow him to choose the target if we go to tribal council as I don't need to accidentally target someone he's friends with. I feel that I can make stronger connections on my current tribe way more easily than with my old tribe.

Ben and Evelyn went. Inacts. Bye. Now it’s swap. I’m down the street when I see the “Announcement” pop up and I’m like AHH SHIT. I look at the tribes.....I wouldn’t say I’m in danger but the division is literally 3-3-1. Jessie as the swing vote. I need to work my ass off or flip to get myself safe. Oof I’m worried. Butttttt MUSIC VIDEO CHALLENGE TIMEEEEE. I was away when people discussed the songs, and it’s literally some random song I’ve never heard of. I’d love to bitch and complain but also not, so I’ll just sell this fucking performance xoxo

So we get tribe swapped and I’m the only og tituba still on the tribe . Gonna list my thoughts on my new tribe members Raft - seems okay we played a game in the past we’re he got out early . Picked the music video song seems to be a take charge personality . Jay : haven’t spoken much don’t vibe yet . Seems very silent Jessie: wow Jessie, it’s finally your challenge please snap or you’ll probably be yeeted off the tribe Lukas: haven’t spoken . Don’t think he’s gonna reach out first so it’s gonna have to be me . Keegan/Harley: played atomic didn’t work together we said we are gonna work together this time so hopefully it happens Mac/ Oak tree man: THIS IS THE MAN I SENT PICTURES OF TREES TO IN ATOMIC. He passes my vibe check . Brien: I’ve actually met him and he seems genuinely hyped that we get to play together . Don’t think he’s voting me off soon Rn my biggest concerns on the tribe are Jay and Lukas due to lack of communication. I’m sure they already have connections most people tend to . Anyways yeah I’m just hoping we win this music video challenge because honestly I love our tribes ideas. Spooky spooky witchy witchy

Despite being hesitant about editing, I think I am actually doing a pretty good job at this! This is probably going to be the best music video I've ever put together. Brien was talking to me earlier about how he thinks this tribe isn't going to be based on tribal lines. That the game would be more dynamic if we play without it. But, here's the thing, I don't believe that. I think we need to get rid of an original Good member since one of those people will come back if we go to tribal. Plus he wanted to get info out of me already on my old tribe like.... we're not that close bro. At least not yet.

My dumbass not submitting any confessionals before episode 3. Gotta love that INV1 rating! So, lots has happened. Gizmo and Cameron are sneaky sneaks who have been playing all sides and just being chaotic little shits. Our tribe had multiple alliances by like day 2, even before the first challenge results. Slow down there! We ended up coming in second in a challenge but since 2/3 tribes we’re going To tribal we still had to go. Eve was voted out 4-1-1 against Cameron and ME! How dare they?? I think it was Eve who voted me but whatever. And then we swapped into two tribes! And this is basically Nova Scotia 2.0. We’ve got me and Mac and Jessie! We’ll see if that goes anywhere if we lose a challenge. (This rounds is music videos 🤮) So anyways Brien, Lukas and I are sticking together for a bit based on OG tribes, and I’ll see if I can’t get Jessie or Jay (who I just voted out of Atomic oop) to work with us. But that leaves Mac and Raffy in the outs? Who I both enjoy a lot. So, we’ll see what happens. I don’t see myself being a target right away but you never know.

Well, I did not like this challenge at all. I'm a pretty shy person so this was really out of my comfort zone. Unfortunately I wasn't able to film a whole lot due to having to travel this weekend, but! I still at least got something in to show I tried. I may have figured a way to get myself into majority which I really need. I just hope we can get it all sorted out today.

This music video is kinda hot to be quite honest. I think we're going to win, unless they have some editing god on the other side. I would be so disappointed in myself if we lost cause I'm just an amateur. However, I believe that people have appreciated my efforts as editor, so I will most likely survive this round. I just need to protect Jay and Mac. I hope they have started being social with everyone. On this tribe, I want to work with Jessie because she's in the middle of the tribe line split. I have not told Jay or Mac this because I want to keep my cards as close to my chest as possible in the pre-merge. I do not even know if I even want to work with anyone in the long term. In any case, I am hoping to target either Lukas or Brien. I have talked to Lukas the least which is problematic, and Brien is always on game mode seemingly. He's been talking strategy despite not even going to tribal. That's a potential threat. However, I am going to let other people take the lead for this vote. I just want to focus on socially and strategically positioning myself with people that like me.

so uhhh....we’re doing my least favorite challenge. Music videos are the bane of my existence. I always end up editing and I refuse to do it now. Paolo is supposed to be our editor, but he has gone AWOL. I mean...I could offer to edit, but like.....why not let Paolo lose the challenge for us and then vote him out? Seems like an easy option to me. 🤷🏼‍♂️

The swap Tituba tribe are safe. HOT. Now. I’m super happy since this is the first time this season I’m immune. I can’t talk game with Liam and I hate this. But omg I need Alex safe. I also need Liam safe. Hopefully someone flops and they can leave. If my tribe lost, I’m pretty sure I would’ve had the numbers to send Keegan home. I make Brien seem like he’s in control of the vote while working with Jay and Raffy for a 4-3 vote or a 5-2 vote. That difference would be if Jessie was on my side or not.

we lost. i’m excited to start the game and go to tribal. idk what i plan to do yet, but I have ideas about who I want to work with.

Sad days. It's my first tribal of the season in the post tribe swap, and I'm not really sure where I've ended up on the tribe. I haven't spoken a word to Alex, and I voted Zach out in a prior game, so I don't know if he'll hold that against me. I like Austin, Gizmo, and Dylan, but we've never had a chance to talk game or work together yet. I'm also nervous that people will target me since I did such a bad job at editing compared to the other team, but who knows. It's gonna be a free for all on my end.

The other tribe, Osbourne, is going to tribal. In our tribe, it’s a 3-3-1 split. On the other tribe, it’s a 5-1-1 split. The 1 person also has the 5 from the other tribe, making all six. That’s worrying. If one of those 5 don’t go home then we may have to throw a challenge or two and make sure the 1 leaves. The only issue, that 1 is Jessie, and I really like them as a person. My new tribe has 3 OG Good; Keegan, Lukas, Brien, as well as 3 Osbourne; myself, Jay and Raffy. Brien is the outlier with Lukas and Keegan being close. Brien fed me useful info of Gizmo being new and close to Lukas and Keegan. On my personal hitlist; is Lukas, Keegan and Austin. I don’t trust those 3 out of the people left in the cast, even despite me and Austin never interacting yet. Austin is sweet but their style gameplay is a lil cutthroat. Pretty much what I’m saying is whoever goes from the opposing tribe is who I target in this tribe when we go to tribal. Either Jessie, or the Keegan/Lukas duo. Anyways, stream Sour Candy by Lady Gaga ft BLACKPINK.

Keegan definitely voted for Cameron bc he was scared of an idol I’m fairly certain of it but I understand why he did so I’m not mad at him and I think I trust him on this new tribe more then Lukas. But I fear they are a duo and I wanna talk to Jessie and tell her my fears so she knows she can trust me and maybe me her and Keegan can be a group. I wanna work with Jessie bc I know her pregame and met her irl but the only problem is her original tribe has not lost a member and if we don’t vote her out here then the other tribe might stick together and get Alex and Gizmo out before turning on eachother then we could have all of them at a merge which would not be ideal. So I gotta weigh if keeping Jessie as an ally is worth that happening. I had a good convo with Mac Idk where will stand on this new tribe but I wanna work with him bc I think he will always be perceived as more threatening then me. He even bought up the idea of a tengagers alliance with everyone in the game that has a tengaged which is me him Liam Alex and Cameron we will see if all of us are still around come merge time but I’m excited to maybe make that reality once we merge. We both kinda agreed Austin is shady. Keegan Mac and Jessie all just played atomic together which worries me that they will want to stick together on this tribe but I definitely want to work with Mac and I need to make sure he knows it. Atm the person I’m least closest to on my tribe is Jay so if we lose I’d want to try to make a move on him possibly. I wanna work with raffy but he sketches me out in our pms and isn’t willing to give me any info. I fear Keegan and Lukas are too close and I’m a 3rd wheel for them I wanna see if I can enlist macs help to take one of them out maybe Lukas because he talks to me less then Keegan does

I can't believe that I won a music video challenge with my editing skills. I am so proud of that video! I am going to take the time that we are immune to bond more with my tribe. I think I have gotten the best vibes from Keegan and Jessie. Brien is middling. Lukas and I don't really connect that well. I think I am still good with Jay and Mac, so there's no worry on that front. Now that I edited my tribe to victory, they will all probably like me and want to work with me a lot more. There's the benefit of volunteering as editor hehe.

So right now I would definitely consider Mac my number one ally and I wanna keep that lowkey so no one sees us as a duo he suggested throwing the next 2 challenges to get a mix of Jessie, Keegan and Lukas out which is interesting and throwing challenges rarely works but I love going to tribal so Im not gonna say no to it. Plus if it helps gizmo stay in the game on the other tribe longer that’s good. I really like him and want to see him make the merge and then maybe we can work together at the merge Mac really seems to think merge will be at 12 and I’m not too sold on that we could have a swap or not merge at 12 So the way this tribe is it’s me and mad together and he is playing Raffy and jay and I’m playing Lukas and Keegan and idk where Jessie figures into all this but I feel bad that she may have to go simply for numbers sake if one of her original tribe doesn’t go at this tribal. I’m trying my best to be social with everyone and I think I’m a good spot to not go if we go to 2 or even 3 tribals in this tribe that’s another reason I’m not opposed to throwing the challenges. I don’t see a reason jay would trust Keegan after he voted him out in atomic so we may be able to get a 5 person majority against Keegan and Lukas who I made sure Mac knew they were right. Or if we have to we can maybe get a unanimous vote against Jessie. Mac and I made all these grand plans to make the end game and have specific numbers come merge but things never work out the way you plan them so I need to have a plans b through z at the ready and I don’t wanna put all my eggs in the Mac train atm even though I think I convinced him to trust me and he can until I feel I can’t beat him or he is more loyal to someone else *cough cough* Liam they are both hosts together on tengaged I played their game so they are close but mac is certainly trying to downplay it I need Keegan and Lukas to trust me until it’s too late for them. Will I have some remorse going for my original tribe ehh not really in games if I see I better route or a better opportunity I’m gonna take it. I think I’m the real swing vote when we have to go to tribal especially if Keegan really thinks he can get Jessie on our side. So that puts me in an interesting spot a spot where I could be loyal to my OG tribe or I could make a move a change the direction of my game for the better. It’s weird bc I’ll have enemies after I make my choice but I need to make sure the allies I make won’t turn on me after I side with them. Idk the choice I’m gonna make yet I need to weigh out the pros and cons and decide accordingly but one thing is for sure I’ll be in charge at the next vote

Well, we lost the music video challenge. Can't say I'm surprised, we took forever to get it together. There isn't as much activity on this tribe as far as I can see at least. I really want to survive this tribal. I think I've gotten myself into a good position. I'm in a 4 person alliance which is majority, but who knows if they're being honest. I'm currently trying to get in with the three other tribe members. If i can position myself as the swing vote I think that would be good for me at least for this vote.

Flirting with Brien is fun. Maybe that'll bring us closer and he'll be my goat hehe. But who can never be sure

Jay brought up in the alliance chat what we are going to do if we have to go to tribal in the future. He's just trying to get out there who would be receptive of working with us (me, Mac, and him). Jay says that he's talked the most with Brien and Lukas. That is strange because I barely talk to Lukas. I probably should get on that. I said I talked the most with Brien and Jessie. I really want to sell them on Jessie so that we can make her work with us which will help us gain a majority on this tribe without stepping on tribal lines. Mac has yet to wake up, so I'm waiting to see what he thinks. It sounds like our alliance might want to work with Brien eventually, but we shall see. I am very hesitant to even mention working with anyone because I do not want to step on toes so early on. Maybe I should try to keep my mouth shut on game talk and work on being social for the time being.

Mac is spilling the hot tea today. He wants to throw the next immunity challenge to take out either Keegan or Lukas. I am in love with this idea as it puts the target on Mac instead of myself since he was the one who said it. I will just let people fight my battles for me until merge to avoid the big target. Apparently, Keegan is a past winner and Lukas is popular in the community. So, if we take them out now, then we can set ourselves up in a power position late down the line. I can see why Mac made POTS. He is definitely a strategic threat and has a very analytical mind. When I backstab him, I need to do it swiftly and effectively. I hoping that Jay follows through with the plan. I believe that we will target Keegan as he has not been the most active in the chats at all. This could make him the easy vote out. I want to include Jessie in on the plan in order to establish a strong connection with her. This is so when we do merge that she won't fall back to her old tribe and will fall back to us.

So uh........,,.,,.,.,..,shit hit the fan. Apparently Austin is targeting Dylan and I do yeehaw. I think Dylan and I are going to try and pull votes for austin.

When that chat was created between Alex, Austin, Gizmo & Myself I knew I had to expose it! AND THAT'S WHAT YA BOI DID! Austin is a rat and I've had shady vibes from him since the beginning and this just confirmed it. I told Dylan, Paolo & Zach what Austin said and some certain people were not that happy. I think it's either Austin or Paolo going but I'm still not 100% but if I managed to get numbers for Austin I'm so SHOOK

[artificialqueens]

Shea's Shitty Sickness (Sashea) - :/

Hello everybody! I have arrived with a Sashea for all of you thirsty anons who needed one! It isn’t smut but it IS a sickfic, because I couldn’t write smut if Shea’s AS3 crown depended on it. They both start with an S though so there is practically no difference! Have fun with this one y'all, I had a blast writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it!

Summary: Shea gets sick. That is it, it is angsty and fluffy! Enjoy!

Shea woke up early in the morning with a flaming headache and a throbbing throat. She tiredly looked at the still sleeping figure that lay next to her. Shea thought Sasha looked positively adorable when she slept, only giving her more reasons to love her. She uncovered herself from the sweaty sheets, reminding herself that she would have to take care of that later.

After making the decision to push past her raging headache, she sat up a tad bit too fast, a wave of dizziness and nausea rushing to her all at once. She just barely managed to rush to the bathroom before hurling up last night’s dinner into the once clean toilet. Shea dry-heaved a few times before confirming that nothing else was going to come up.

She wiped her mouth on a paper towel and flushed the toilet, grabbing some cleaning supplies to make it look and smell like nothing had happened. She slowly left the room and went downstairs, searching through their cluttered medicine cabinet for one of the ten bottles of Advil that they had. Once she managed to grasp one she popped a couple of pills out and swallowed them, washing them down with water.

She looked at the calendar and cursed herself when she saw she had a show today, she really didn’t want to do it in this state. Nevertheless, she had fans to please, and the day when she lets them down is the day Raven wins a season of drag race. She went back upstairs and into her shared room, Sasha still sleeping soundly. She grabbed some day clothes and went to their bathroom to go change.

She looked over herself to make sure she didn’t look too sick because if Sasha found out that she wasn’t on top of the world, she would instantly go into mother hen mode and not let Shea do anything more than use the restroom. She grabbed the thermometer they keep inside the bathroom mirror and did the standard stick under the mouth shtick. When the annoying contraption beeped she looked at the bright green numbers that flashed on the screen.

“101.6 eh? Well, at least it could be worse.” Shea thought to herself, rinsing the end of the thermometer off and putting it back. She washed her face off to look at least a bit more normal. When she left, she saw that Sasha was already up and about, already being changed out of her pajamas. She looked over at Shea and a smile instantly adorned her face as she strolled over and hugged. well more like squeezed, the sick queen.

“Morning Shea, how did you sleep last night?” Sasha inquired, and Shea was silently relieved that the brainy queen didn’t kiss her, she didn’t want Sasha getting whatever bug she unfortunately grabbed.

“Like a log, and you?” Shea subtly pushed Sasha, and she thanked whatever god is out there that she didn’t catch onto what Shea was pulling.

“I slept great too. Oh, yea, I am going to go downstairs and make some coffee, you want a cup?” Sasha had one foot already out of the door when she asked, making this question.

“No thanks, I am not really tired.” That was a flat out lie, but in reality, the sound of coffee made her gag, her damn cold getting in the way of not being tired.

“That’s odd, you never say no to coffee, are you alright?” Sasha backtracked and looked at Shea, a mix of worry and disbelief actively present on her face. She took a few steps towards Shea before she quickly tried to dispute her worry.

“Sasha I am fine! I am just not in the mood for coffee this morning, now you go down and wake yourself up gorl, though I am not sure that you need it very much.”

Sasha let out her signature laugh that Shea fell in love with, though Shea still caught a trace of worry, and went downstairs to make a cup of coffee and maybe even breakfast. Shea sighed and plopped down on the bed, the sickness being as annoying as that one prick in class who never shuts the fuck up ever, even during a test.

The day passed on as normal, Shea being able to mask her illness from Sasha long enough to reach the night of her performance. She wasn’t doing anything abnormal that night, it was just supposed to be a normal performance with a normal meet and greet. But of course, luck was just not on Shea’s side that night.

Sasha accompanied her to the nightclub she was performing too, seeing as she was also booked there and it would be silly not to show up. While the nightclub was being set up for the night, Sasha and Shea were busy getting beat for the gods. Shea felt the fever slowly edging back, and checked her bag for a bottle of Advil. Seeing that it wasn’t there, Shea let out another long, yet quiet, sigh. Of course she would leave a bottle of Advil at home, she only has like, 10 of them.

An hour or two later, the fans had piled in and the performances were about to start. Sasha went first, walking on the stage and lip-syncing to Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody” She killed it as always, absolutely no surprise there, and then it was Shea’s turn to perform.

She felt quite dizzy walking out onto that stage, but she knew it wasn’t nerves. She started off super strong, lip-syncing to “Born This Way” by Lady Gaga. During the middle of the performance, however, little black dots began to eat away at the edges of her vision. She tried to shake it off and stay in character, but she just couldn’t hold it off. Shea felt her knees buckle, and the last thing she heard before she blacked out were the fan’s shocked screams, and somebody running towards her.

When Shea woke up again, she was oddly enough back in her own bed, a cold washcloth laid on her head, the blankets pulled up all the way to her chin, and a very worried Sasha Velour sitting right next to her. When Sasha noticed she was awake, she instantly started on a worried rant.

“What were you thinking Shea! You probably knew you were sick and you still went on that stage to perform! You should have told me, or anybody at the club! We wouldn’t have made you perform if we knew you weren’t feeling well! And-”

Somewhere during the middle of this rant, Sasha got up and started pacing around the room, her hands tightly grasping the other. Shea smiled at this sight, Sasha always got so worried about everything, and Shea loved that about her. Scratch that, Shea loves absolutely everything about Sasha, her bald head, her deep voice, her ability to care so greatly about everything, and every other obscure detail that any other person would miss completely.

“-Your fever was at 103.2 when you went on stage! What made you think that it was ok to perform under those conditions?” Shea completely spaced out while thinking about Sasha, so that last bit definitely snapped her back into reality.

“My fever was at 103? Shit, last I checked it was only 101.” Shea finally spoke, her voice surprisingly raspy. Sasha looked over at Shea with a look of utmost anger, yet it wasn’t an angry anger, it was more of a concern anger.

“You KNEW? You actively knew you weren’t feeling well and you still went up? Did you know how worried I was? Do you know how terrifying it is to see the person you love collapse on stage?” Sasha looked at Shea with a look of sadness, and Shea instantly felt a wave of regret.

“Sasha, I am so fucking sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just couldn’t let our fans down.” Sasha stared at Shea for a few moments after, thinking about what she was going to say.

“I forgive you, just don’t do that again, please. Your health is more important than your fans, and they will completely understand if you can’t perform.”

“Of course, I promise you that this situa-” Shea was suddenly cut off by a fit of coughs, she was practically hacking her lungs out. Sasha sat Shea up so it was a bit easier for her to get everything out.

“Great, now that this is settled, we are going to snuggle. Before you cut me off, yes, I know full well the risks, but those are risks I am more than willing to take. Now scoot over bitch.” Sasha slipped next to Shea, nestling up to her. Not strong enough to protest, Shea drifted back off to sleep. Sasha watched Shea’s chest rise and fall, taking her turn to be completely enamored by the gorgeous human being lying next to her. Sasha happily drifted off to sleep, cuddled up next to the person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

#:/ #shea coulee #sasha velour #sashea #angst #fluff #tw illness #rpdr fanfiction #submission #sick fic #canon compliant #s9

[lifeaftermonet]

How do I begin?

How do I begin? How can I make you remember this without sounding like every other post? There is the number count, but that wasn't it. I've actually 2 (now 3) days to think to relive these memories, reimagining it, picking my own adventure with each new decision tree. But calculating is a word too square to describe such a fluid night. It wasn't calculation, it was a culmination of previous inaction. It was a collection of moments of each unlikely stimuli leading to the next impending stimulus. It was everything I wanted and wanted to savor, everything I lust and would want to lust for, until my body gives out until my mind gives out.

See a moment, seize a moment, steal a moment. Minus the thought, minus the consequences, minus the regrets. I have been all too lost in my thoughts my entire life. This last weekend reminded me of the sweet 'Rose; attempting pullups on scaffolding. (I have to find that post, but really, its memorable until now because of its sweet innocence; and everything I could have hoped to have had from those 30 seconds on the street with a stranger.) Or more recently, the fingertips in the forest. That play by play, replay by replay has run in my head, so many times. Again innocent, memorable, nameless, and even faceless now. Wishing for a rebounding, recoiling, magnetic kiss....

How do I break this up? How should I talk about it? It's amazing that one weekend could have memories that could last a lifetime, to fulfill urges that would last a lifetime.

First, you were obvious. I have wanted, searched, seeked since I don't know, Amy Adams? And somehow you found me. I wonder if I don't state the obvious, will you remember who I'm talking about? I'll add it in the end. You showed up a few feet away, your eyes, oh your eyes locked onto mine and in an instant, the few feet distance was closed by fingertip to hand to jarring, gyrating embrace. And then you flip. The silky black top was replaced by a lacy black thong (oh I miss you 90s) floating high above your jean line. My hands running along the sides, back, but still in the moment fearing the front. I turn around to look at my date, she's definitely smiling and approving, I tell her what I have found...Was lady gaga playing? You flip again. I want to see your face. Our foreheads touch, our lips touch, and finally I mutter, 'who are you? where did you come from?' She knew what I was speaking of...the chemistry was ugh, electric (cheese...) Omg I'm tingling as I'm writing this, I can feel my heart rate getting faster. Your lips were so soft, the rest of you must be as well. I wanted you, so badly. I could tell the level of rise was so fast, the rate of acceleration of events was so fast, you excused yourself...and said you would be right back....

Meanwhile, Chloe takes my girlfriend's face into her own, bahahaha. I turn around and I see massive chinese kissing happening. What happened? Chloe? Why? You didn't seem happy earlier, you were with some guy that seemed like he wanted to get into your pants, and then now you are saliva swapping with my hot blonde, why? What happened? Maybe smile more so we feel encouraged to make some moves on you....Not complaining, but your style definitely surprised me, its cool, I dig it, and then you proposition my blondly, like, immediately. its cool, you know what you want it seems, but now that I think about it, how many other girls have you propositioned that very night??? Were we first choice? Its funny though, despite the sure proposition, the night was young, the time was early, and I had just made an amazing connection with (Carolyn now, what a sweet southern name). And is it odd that I didn't want to leave with you? Is it odd that despite the odds of seeing you naked were surely, I wanted to take my chances and have another moment with Carolyn, cause, omg Carolyn, you were everything I wanted that night. And so as I slightly falter is agreeing to go home, the alcohol in you blondy, makes it hard for you to decipher my hesitancy. I am a gentleman, you stay, I'll go grab your coat. I am not stumbling, I am not fast, I am methodically scanning is what I do. And I find...

...you again, On the side, with your friends. Why are you on the side, you were supposed to look for me...I always wonder if you are lying when you say you will be right back, its a pretty small place you know, can't really run to hide from us, really, I didn't want you to run and hide for me, we could have really lit up that dance floor when Chloe monopolize my GF's lips, I could have monopolized your lips....But that doesn't matter, and I found you again, and you were willing again, and we touched foreheads again, and we kiss again, and we muttered sweet things again...

...you are so my type I say (I mean it), you reply, you are my type as well (I hope you mean it)....

I say I have to go, you say no (hmm, that was sweet...), I ask you where you will be, you say a friends house, i say, hm, you should come over, and that is when I get your number, oh that ill-fated number...it never leads to anyone on the other line....But we part ways, maybe, I ask if you come here often, you say yes, my heart and emotions are internally calmed, if only hoping for another chance meeting. I leave your side, your front, your body, feeling satisfied. I find my blonde, she's ready, but wait, there's a missing coat? Was it chance that I only found one item, or was it because I wanted another pass at you? Either way, I was excited, except, until, umm, the other you of the night...

Holy fucking god, and I don't mean that lightly. Can an instant be any faster? I caught your eye or you caught mine, and in the next instant I caught your body, and suddenly, immediately, we were grinding, as I have never grounded (?) before. Seriously, utterly, fucking, hottest 30 seconds I've ever had in a club. I want to say it only lasted 30 seconds, but I'm sure it was longer. From the, I'm going to repeat myself, fucking hot look you gave me, to your with patterned tight white top to your short dark soft skirt, to your whatever the hell you had on your legs, it was high socks plus boots I'm sure, cause I felt all the way down there and felt all the skin, covered and uncovered I could. I mean, I probably imagine that you are imagining that I'm imagining how hot this moment was, but I am not. I am not exaggerating one bit. I needed 3 days to process this moment. This moment was even more intense that what would follow with the slow flowing grinding and squirming with Chloe. I don't even know your name. And I'm just gonna repeat again, I have you in my arms, between my legs within seconds, I have felt the inside of your mouth, the touch of your skin, the feel of your soft B size chest, the curve of your hips, the small of your back, the feel of your skin underneath that perfectly playful top, and I continue to venture, I feel your legs, up a bit on your thigh, down to your footwear, and up and down, and finally in to your tight tiny ass I grab and rub, and then I pull your panties to one side, and feel your tight pussy, and you don't flinch, you just continue to grind as my finger penetrates you and penetrates you and you like my fingers, don't you cause you are still grinding forcefully, gently. You smile mischievously at me as I finally withdraw and lick my fingers. I would have continued, but I get told to keep it above the waist by the security gentlemen, he definitely was a gentlemen. His eyes know exactly where to go for the action doesn't he? Thank you, thank you, thank you for the hottest 30(+) seconds of my life. That smile, the again, mischievous smile. That light, licking of the lips. My gawd you would have been the most fun I have ever had in bed, wouldn't you be? I touch your face, both sides, kiss you one last time, and run away into the ether....hoping to see you again (and your friend Carolyn, you were friends weren't you?) Now I smile mischievously as I close out your tenacious memory into these words. Please stay with me forever. You are my reason for ever wanting to go out again...I wonder if we could have detoured onto the stage, onto that dark corner, or into the bathroom, how compliant would you be. The hottest thing I have ever touched, the hottest thing I have lusted for. That tight young body of yours....I feel dirty, I make you dirty, you make me feel like my sex through and through, and I just want more, of it, of you, of your parts...

Too intense....Chloe, you have to wait....