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Imagine being Julia Fox: dating a guy simply just so to try to get him off another person's back

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Met Gala 2023: My Top 10 Women’s Looks

Here we go, this is my 10 women’s looks from the Met Gala 2023. Just to remind everyone that my opinions are mine alone, so feel free to agree or disagree with me as much as you like. However I will not tolerate any hate personally aimed at me if you disagree with me to the point where you want to start an argument. So let’s keep it respectful, clean (language wise) and more importantly let’s have some fun with this. Like I said, if you’re looking for an argument, then you’re following the wrong fashion blog. 

1. Kim Kardashian wearing Schiaparelli. This was the first look I saw this morning when I switched my phone on and I was blown away by it. I honestly didn’t know what to expect from Kim after her look from last year that got a lot of people talking. So I was pleasantly surprised to see her in an original design that shows off her body in all the right places and I love the draped pearls across her breasts (which are actually covered by a nude bra). Overall it was another Met Gala and another show stopping moment from Kim Kardashian.

2. Doja Cat wearing Oscar De La Renta In comparison to Jared Leto, Doja Cat understood the theme and took it to a whole other level that was both unexpected but not at the same time. I loved the use of prosthetics that complimented her simple yet stunning crystallised gown. Plus who doesn’t love a gown with a hood that has cat ears coming out the top that makes you look like a fashionista rather than someone attending a Halloween party?

3. Gigi Hadid wearing Givenchy I’m a sucker for a black gown that comes not just with a corset but a lot of tulle draped perfectly in all the right places as well. Gigi just looked stunning in this and considering a lot of attendee’s were also wearing either black or white, her Givenchy gown stood out when I was scrolling endlessly through all the looks earlier today. Simple, yet perfect sums up her look that I couldn't not add to my top 10 favourites. 4. Cardi B wearing Chenpeng Studio  I just loved the edgy yet alternative bridal look that also incorporated a masculine energy through the shirt and tie design blended with a corset that still made the overall gown look and feel feminine as well as beautiful. I’m not a fan of Cardi B as a rapper but like Kim Kardashian her Met Gala looks have never disappointed and I think this look was one of her best yet. 

5. Devon Aoki wearing Jeremy Scott Even though it’s yet another black & white gown, I just love the cartoon styled wings on the bust line of the corset. To me it made this gown stand out in the sea on monochrome that plagued the Met Gala 2023. Without that unique design, this gown would’ve gone unnoticed and it would’ve easily become another gown that was worn to the wrong event.

6. Florence Pugh in Valentino Florence has been killing it with her red carpet looks in the last 18 months or so, so it was no surprise that she would turn heads at the Met Gala. Whilst I'm not a fan of Valentino since Pierpaolo Piccioli took over as creative designer when Maria Grazi Chiuri left for Dior back in 2016, I can’t help but love this look. A simple white gown paired with a huge feather crown just looked stunning on Florence and it’s another reason why we love seeing show stopping numbers like this one.

7. Glenn Close wearing Erdem Moralıoğlu Similar to Florence Pugh’s look, Glenn Close just looked phenomenal in her Erdem Moralıoğlu design. Once again it was simple yet stunning and I loved the colour on her. It suited her to a tee and what better way to pair a simple gown that with a huge pale blue cape and the sparkliest jewellery of the night. It just goes to show that anyone of any age and can look amazing when dressed perfectly for the Met Gala.

8. Liu Wen wearing Tory Burch I just love how simple the gown is yet at the bottom it’s filled with white flowers that make the Tory Burch gown stand out amongst hundreds of Met Gala looks. The whole look screams red carpet but it’s also the ideal gown for a bride who doesn’t want to wear white to her wedding. Liu Wen just looked stunning in it and it’s why her look has made it into my top 10. 

9. Salma Hayek wearing Gucci I just love that it wasn’t black or white and the sharpness of the red looked phenomenal on Salma both in the PVC corset and the long tiered skirt. Plus the subtle draping of the pearls as straps just topped the look off altogether. Once again I loved everything about it and I can’t fault it at all. It was perfect.  10. Tems wearing Robert Wun This gown was a standout for all the right reasons. Tems looked absolutely gorgeous from head to toe and I love how all the feathers are perfectly placed on both the gown, the gloves and the headpiece from stepping over that line from haute couture into a costume. The shape of the gown also compliments her body to her a tee and I couldn’t think of anything better that Tem’s could’ve worn to the Met Gala.  So this concludes my top 10 looks from the Met Gala 2023. I have to say picking this list was hard because there were so many another amazing designs worn last night, however these 10 stand out to me the most. Feel free to leave your opinion in the comments about which was your standout garment from last night, perhaps it’s on my list and perhaps it’s not. 

I look forward to hearing what you all have to say about this year’s fashion.

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♧ Ignored Placements ♧

* We often talk about fixed signs and the angular houses the most in astrology due to their sexual reputations. But what about the placements with misunderstood reputations that aren't acknowledged by us at all?

* The most forgotten placements are mutable signs. Is it because they are more changeable than the rest or is it because we have failed to understand them and just ignore their importance? Let's talk about it.

♤ Taurus Moons - This exalted moon sign gets no credit or attention. They are sexy, have high values and morals, determined as hell, and quite reliable and practical people. A very intelligent placement actually as they're reasonable and factual individuals. They easily see through people and like to question phenomenons with their creative minds due to venus being the ruler. They tend to become lawyers and like political discussions a lot.

♧ Cancer/Pisces Mercury - Another ignored highly intelligent placement. Being water signs they absorb information quickly and retain it for a long time too. What seperates them from the rest is how strong their emotional IQ is. They can read a room and situation easily and pick up on underlying meanings. They are quite influential as they can control what people think to a certain extent making them a bit manipulative at times. But hey, a great placement for politicans as cancers can control the emotions in a room and pisces have higher knowledge being the spiritual sign.

♤ Gemini placements - They are not just chatterboxes, very rational and reasonable individuals who are naturally curious. Sometimes they act cold and detached but that's because they like to observe from a 3rd party standing. That way they can easily read people and question their motives and they're good at it to being ruled by mercury. They love puzzles and are great networkers. However a lot of Gemini placements aren't talkative and most are chill and understanding. They're incredibly logical and fun.

♧ Virgo placements - I only see people shit on virgos and they've got it all wrong. Virgo rules over the untouched and unreachable, purity, devotion, analysis and healing. It is represented by an angel and is tied to religion (virgin mary hi queen). Virgos aren't hypercritical or nags, they're picky and have necessary standards. But virgo rules over the maiden and was known for traditional beauty in old astrology. This makes them desirable and quite attractive, and explains why virgo rising is a common placement in models who are also seen as untouchable and represent high standards of traditional beauty. Another example is persephones mythology. She is ruled by virgo and made sacrifices to devote (virgo theme) her life to hades and purify him in a way. She was seen as desirable for her traditional beauty and faced a lot of jealousy but still remained faithful. She also has a light and dark side most virgo placements will experience in this life. So virgo placements (specifically the rising and venus) tend to be quite attractive and desirable yet they face traumatic sacrifices a lot of the time which originates their light and dark side. A virgo placement will often catch you off guard because you expect their mundane and perfected light persona. However, they can be dark too and go through an equal amount of trauma as scorpio due to them both being connected in mythology at a point. Honestly virgos can be batshit crazy and obssessive but it makes sense i guess, we just ignore it🤷‍♀️

♤ I often see people fail to mention how oversexualized virgo venus is. I only see people sympathizing with scorpio venuses but don't forget venus is at it's fall in virgo. Therefore the negative qualities of venus are felt with virgos nature. Usually this results in high amounts of jealousy shown towards them, the expectation to be ladylike and criticism of their looks, toxic relationships with other women, and a very low self esteem. The fact that kim kardashian and kylie jenner both have this placement shows how virgo venuses are forced to be sexual and are oversexualized in their persona but in reality they seem to feel restricted and have a disdain for sex a lot of the time. They are rejected for showing purity or provocation by the public, so sexuality has never been something they're comfortable with. I've met many who have this placement that tell me they feel restricted like they can't even explore sex or romance because OTHER people restrict and cticize them, wanting to keep them boxed in by their own standards of how a virgo venus should love or feel intimacy. There's a lot of unrecognized hurt that comes with this placement.

♧ Sagittarius placements - They are the adventurers meaning they seek and put their all into whatever they do. They aren't lucky they actually just work beyond what people think is possible. One of the most ambitious signs who can walk their talk. Most rappers actually have sagittarius placements because the sign that is a fiery and known as the philosopher would probably be a lyrical genius. They are good at connecting patterns and piecing things together. Gemini creates the puzzle and Sagittarius solves it. They are definitely the funniest placement but are in no way mean. They can be insensitive but most sagittarius are giving and understanding as they seek to understand. However they always think they're right and that can be annoying but whatever. There's always more than what meets the eye and sagittarius knows this, that's why although naive they are investigative and questioning. It's not just about fun here, it's about understanding people, facts, concepts, and anything they want.

♤ Pisces placements - There's a lot to uncover with this sign. They're the most sacrifical yet deceitful. Being ruled by neptune as a mutable water sign they have identity crisis often and take on others personalities or looks. A very common sign to look for in those obssessed with plastic surgery. They are also great actors because they can make you believe they are who YOU want them to be, or atleast they think you want from them. They manipulate people without realizing and get away with a lot because they are easily adored and almost worshipped by the public. In fact I actually see pisces placements that are stalked easily and attract obsessive and dark individuals. They are very intuitive and intelligent, often picking up concepts quickly and being one of the first to help create change. They are very accepting individuals as well, but their downfall lies in their ability to manipulate and decieve others without realizing. A pisces placement should never lie because it often blows up the most for some reason. Pisces feel misunderstood and as if no one tries to understand or figure them out and I think that's why they love virgos. It's the one sign that will analyze anything or anyone in sight so a cute love story I guess. They are easily drained too so take lots of rest.

"Chained to your 4th house"

♧ The 4th House - This rules the beginning and end cycle of your life, it correlates to life and death just as much as the 8th house. The 4th house rules over your families karmic cycle, ancestors, all family members, generational wealth, the home, your environment, and your deepest emotional point. There's a lot to unfold here as it plays a big role in your life. First of all placements here are not sunshine and rainbows, most of the time this house is turbulent in nature so people with placements here have mood swings and absorb other people's emotions like sponges. You can always tell someones background or life story just by this house alone as it represents the beginning and ending point. Most people who have placements here prefer solitude and alone time in order to recharge and their emotions run deep.

♤ The 7th House - This house is sadly crazy ignored because it is so misunderstood. It's not only about relationships, it rules over contracts, how other people see you, rumors, law, and plays an important part in your social standing. This house is actually a big role in fame indicators and points to success or failure in the public eye. The way people treat you is based on this house, the way you percieve the world and express yourself is based on the 1st house so let's get that straight. This means if you have pluto or sun in the 7th house that's already a massive fame indicator for extreme power in the public eye, but it also means a lot of rumors will be spread about you as it rules open enemies and sun/pluto are both known to attract immense power but also jealousy. If you find yourself talked about a lot, check the 7th house. It's also why leo risings get a lot of attention. Their 7th house is in Aquarius which rules over large communities so naturally society is both a leo risings enemy and a tool for fame like a contract.

♧ Moon conjunct Pluto - It's like there's this unspoken rule on astroblr that we must mention every other pluto aspect and their troubles except for the moon conjunction because we magically think they're not struggling at all?!? Hello people wake up, this is not a positive aspect and probably the most intense moon aspect because the moon is MERGING with pluto the ruler of the underworld, life, death, and sex. This means you grew up in a home where your mom resented you, controlled you, your home was filled with chaos and uncertainty, you struggle to contain your own emotions and are self destructive, and probably experienced a lot of trauma growing up. It also indicates intimacy issues, menstrual problems, extreme jealousy and obssession both felt and projected onto you, high magnetism, but also manipulative and deceitful tendencies. The effects of this aspect are most similar to venus conjunct pluto. It's one of the biggest stalker and scandal indicators as obsession is a big theme here.

♤ Jupiter - This planet is beneficial but sometimes extremely toxic. Another planet that can point to alcoholism and overindulgence in toxic behaviors, it can lead to cheating and impulsivity as well with the moon/venus conjunct jupiter aspect too. However people with a lot of jupiter aspects make for very intelligent and wise individuals. They often excel at school or whatever they set their mind too. Their creative ideas are unmatched.

♧ Uranus - This is the most ignored planet and I don't understand why. This planet isn't cold or detached, it's actually very erratic and confused like neptune but on a conscious level. It brings destruction, awakening, and change. It rules over electricity, mutations, radiation, natural disasters, revolutions, technology, astrology & astronomy, and the collective society. There's a lot to take in here that is very unexplored. Those with uranian dominance or aspects tend to be polarizing and could find it really difficult or easy to connect with others, they are very loud and clumsy people who attract endless amounts of attention to themselves. They do weird or scare people out but that's a part of their rambunctious charm. Honestly they could be a "pick me" but they are genuinely different than most people and that's just how it is, for the better or worse. Lots of them tend to feel left out or dumb because they're not practical or chill, but they're ingenious and that's a fact. We misunderstand and judge the planet that hates being judged too much.

♤ Mercury Aspects - You can see someones humor, mannerisms, and tone of voice through this planet. It's actually very fun to observe each mercury placement and their aspects in real life because most people mistake someones mercury placement for their sun sign. If someone talks too much they most likely have gemini-sagittarius influence on their mercury, if someone is academically disciplined yet judgemental it seems to always be capricorn mercuries, if someone is analytical and perfectionistic with their mindset (grammar police too) they're probably a virgo mercury, if someone is comedic and hosts parties or get togethers frequently then they're probably a leo mercury. You get the point it plays a big role.

Btw if I make a grammatical error I simply do not care, have a good day.

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I must have missed the Met Gala ‘fuck off’ Anna Wintour thingy mabob regarding Meghan.

If you have time could you please expand on it? I saw it on another post and it really peaked my interest 😁

Sure! The only way the rumor makes sense is if you know "Met Gala 101" so I'll start there, then dive into the rumor. I will warn you now, the rumor ends up getting a little tinhatty because the timing is strange.

The main thing to know is that Anna Wintour has final say over everything that happens at the Met Gala, including what/who people wear. (Some people believe she personally approves every outfit, others think she just likes knowing what people are wearing so she can edit and organize the red carpet like it's a photoshoot.) As part of this, Anna also has final approval over who is invited as plus-ones to the designers.

So there are a few different ways to get on the invite list for the Met Gala:

Be the guest of a designer/fashion house who has bought a table or tickets. To get a designer +1, you usually need a personal relationship with a designer (either an ambassadorship like Kristen Stewart is for Chanel or you're besties like Sarah Jessica Parker and Alexander McQueen or Zac Posen and Katie Holmes) or you need to be a hot It celebrity of the moment like Zendaya, Taylor Swift, Barry Keoghan, Jacob Elordie.

Purchase your own ticket (they start at $50K nowadays).

Be a huge donor to the Met, either in money or time.

Work at Vogue or one of the Gala's sponsors.

Perform at the Gala (which is how the Kardashians finally got invited - Kim was Kanye's +1, who was performing).

Be the partner/friend of someone who fits into one of these categories, and hope they get a +1 and choose you.

(I also think the gala's co-hosts get a couple of tickets for free.)

That's "Met Gala 101." Now, the rumor.

Edward Enninful, who was then the editor of British Vogue, was said to have invited Meghan to the Met Gala as his +1. (He gets tickets for being a Vogue employee and Anna approved Meghan as his guest because she fell under "hot It celebrity of the moment".) Allegedly, when Anna asked to know what Meghan was going to wear, Meghan upset/offended her, and Anna rescinded her approval for Meghan to be Edward's guest and Edward dropped Meghan.

There are a few different versions about what Meghan did to Anna:

Meghan refused to tell Anna who/what she was wearing.

Anna gave suggestions to Meghan and she refused to listen.

Meghan lied/changed her mind about who she was wearing after getting Anna's OK and changed her outfit.

Supposedly this was for Met Gala 2019. Supposedly, Meghan was so pissed off that she was uninvited from the Met Gala that she had Archie on May 6th to steal the headlines/thunder from Anna in revenge.

I'm not sure how valid this one is. The timing is suspicious because no way would anyone let a due-any-day pregnant woman travel like that, especially not one who was said to be overdue. (I think Harry wrote in Spare that Archie was 2 weeks overdue.) So either it confirms surrogacy - especially when you remember that in January or February, Meghan told a wellwisher "nearly there, not long to wait" about her pregnancy - or it's completely made up. It wouldn't be the first time that someone made something up and it caught on like wildfire.

It's more plausible to me if this was about the 2018 Met Gala, which was held May 7, 2018. A quick google search showed Meghan didn't have any events or make any public appearances around that time so it's possible she could've been planning a quick popover before the wedding. It's when she would have been most in demand and most sought-after, and it would have been a real coup for Anna and Edward to get her "red carpet society debut" over British society.

It wouldn't have been Met Gala 2020, which was cancelled for COVID. Enninful didn't go to Met Gala 2021 (it overlapped with the opening of London Fashion Week and he was photographed at parties with Naomi Campbell. I documented the rumor on my spreadsheet in 2021 so any of the years after don't count.

So, that's the rumor and the backstory. It's totally up to you whether you believe it or not. If it is true, or a variation of it is true, then the Met Gala crowd and the New York elite crowd that's close to Anna would've absolutely heard about Meghan's behavior. The other thing to remember about Anna is that she also occupies British society too, so she may also be aware of what British society says about Meghan (and Harry).

I'll end this with a little bit of Met Gala gossip from last year (2023). Last year, Olivia Wilde showed up to the Met Gala in the same outfit as Margaret Zhang, Vogue China's editor (Olivia's dress was white, Margaret's was blue). This sort of snafu is exactly why Anna likes to have input in what people wear, so Olivia Wilde showing up to a red carpet in the same outfit of another guest - a Vogue editor specifically - is the worst fashion sin of them all. That she did it at the Met Gala? With the entire world watching? I mean, you might as well go crawl under the Brooklyn Bridge and accept your life as the new bridge troll. But that's not the juicy bit. The juicy bit is that Olivia Wilde showing up in the same outfit of another guest means she wasn't the +1 for a designer or a guest of the Met because Anna would've told her to wear something else since the outfit was committed to Margaret. It means that Olivia paid $50K out of pocket to be embarrassed and supposedly Anna and Margaret were both so upset by it that Olivia may have been blacklisted from the gala for a few years. Now, why would Olivia shell out $50K for a ticket? Allegedly Harry Styles was going to be there too and she wanted to get back together with him.

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The Trip To Cornelia Street

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warnings: slut-shaming? i think thats all

Being away from Spencer was hard, especially when they had just spent a week together. But now they were both in New York, Spencer here on a case and Y/N staying at her rented place on Cornelia Street. Sadly though, being as Spencer was here for a case she didn’t know exactly when he would get off and be able to come see her. So Y/N had gone to a bar, wanting to see her girl friends. But god, she couldn’t have picked a worse time.

Y/N phone would not stop going off in the back pocket of her jean shorts, grabbing it to turn off her notifications, she sees messages from some of her friends that weren’t with her now, asking if she was okay? Why would she not be okay? Y/N takes a step towards the bar to sit and check twitter. One of the biggest mistakes people make everyday. 

Kim Kardashian had posted an altered video of Y/N saying she approved the lyrics. God it felt as if Y/N world had come crumbling down, some of things people were saying. Calling her a liar, and playing the victim card. The bar suddening started getting hotter, felt like it was closing in on her.

Y/N called her car, after she got out of the bar her fresh air. She then sent her friends, who are still in the establishment, a text saying she was leaving and that they should stay and have fun. She didn’t want to ruin her friends' nights. 

Her car arrives, not leaving her waiting long. Sitting in the backseat of the car, her mom texting and trying to call, all Y/N wants to do, the only person she wants to talk to is Spencer. She knows he was on a case, but it was very much possible that tey had finished the case. They had been on it for four days. Maybe it was her emotional state or the few drinks she had in her, but nonetheless Y/N called Spencer. Miraculously Spencer answered after the third ring.

“Hey, baby.” His voice was soft, yet raspy at the same time. He must had been just going to sleep.

“Hey.” Y/N’s voice breaking as she speaks, it was at this moment she realised she was crying. 

Spencer on the other line, sitting up in bed at the tone in her voice asking, “Baby, are you okay? What's wrong?”

She said “I’m fine.” but they both knew it wasn’t true.

“I know you’re not fine. What happened?”

“They hate me.” Her voice breaks again.

“Who-who hates you?”

“Everyone. You remember- of course you remember.. I told you about the lyrics in Kanye’s song about me?” She waits to hear him mumble a quick ‘mhm’ before continuing, “And when Kim s-said that I knew about the lyrics, well she… She posted an altered video that sounds like I agreed. And now everyone hates me. Y/N L/N is over party is trending worldwide. They hate me.” Y/N says struggling, having to pause a couple times to wipe tears or sniffle 

“Love, where are you?”

“You can’t come, you have a case.”

“No, not anymore we solved it. Where are you?”

“I-I’m uh in my car.. Going to my place on Cornelia Street.”

“Okay I’ll meet you there. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

-

At this point Spencer had calmed Y/N down enough, with a bath, and sweet cuddles, mixed with even sweeter kisses. Spencer had asked for a few days off to help take care of Y/N, Hotch gladly let him, knowing Spencer wouldn’t ask unless it truly was important. 

It was now the next day. Whenever Y/N was with Spencer he hadn’t let her on social media, but with Spencer in the shower there was sadly no one there to stop her. Y/N reading tweet after tweet with the hashtag Y/N L/N is over party. Tweets saying she was a liar, always been a bitch, and a slut. Someone saying she’s a mess, and that her new hot boyfriend should get out now, that she didn’t deserve anyone. Y/N couldn’t help but agree, she never thought she deserved Spencer and now with someone else saying it and thousands agreeing, it clearly had some truth. But the worst came when someone replied with a picture of Spencer hugging another girl. No one she recognized, it surely wasn’t any of the women on his team.

Was he just leading her on, did he love someone else? She trusted him, she thought he was worth trusting. 

Y/N was in an emotional, and irrational state, there was no logic to her next move, of leaving the rented house, without saying goodbye to Spencer. She quickly packed her bag, while Spencer was still in the shower, then she left. Not leaving a note, just leaving. 

-

Spencer walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, walking towards his and Y/N’s shared bedroom. Seeing the room in a dishevelled state, one of Y/N’s suitcases, and quite a bit of her clothes gone. Spencer immediately calls Y/N, pacing around the bedroom as he lets the phone ring several times, Y/N not answering. Spencer decides to get dressed while he continues to call. Placing the phone on the bed, on speaker, slipping his pants on, buttoning the buttons of his shirt. Spencer was borderline ready to call the team, worried out of his mind. Until Y/N had finally picked up.  

“What do you want, Spencer?” Y/N asked harshly, she never spoke to him in this tone. And never calls him by his full name. It’s also Spence, or baby, or his favourite my love, never Spencer.

“Where are you? Where did you go- why did you go?”

“I saw the pictures of you and that woman, Spencer.”

Once again with her tone, it told Spencer that she was not in the least bit joking. Yet he had no idea what she was talking about. Him and another woman? Anyone would be stupid to do that to a woman like Y/N, and Spencer is provably a genius. Not to mention that he had no idea how he got Y/N to go out with him, he couldn’t do it again if he tried. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, baby.” Hearing him call her ‘baby’ caused a tear to drip out of her eye, not being able to handle it, not being able to handle the idea of losing him. 

“Spencer. I saw the picture of you with a red head, you were hugging her. Your hands were on her waist.”

At that Spencer had finally registered what she was talking about. He had seen the cameras yesterday, taking pictures of him while he was getting victims of the serial arsonist they were dealing with. The woman in question he was hugging, her son hadn’t existed the building yet. Spencer comforting and holding her so she didn’t run into the building herself. 

“Y/N no- please come back so I can explain. And I do have an explanation.”

“I want to hear it then.” 

“Okay.. That woman was a victim of a serial arsonist and her son wasn’t out of the building yet. I was holding her back from running inside. I didn’t tell you, because I know you don’t like to hear about the bad side of my job. I’m sorry, I should have told you when I saw people taking pictures, so this didn’t happen.”

Boy, did Y/N feel stupid, with all her past relationships it seems she always expects the worst. But Spencer wasn’t like all the other guys she’s dated he was better, kinder, gentler, definitely smarter, yet she still expects the worst in him.

“Spence, I’m so sorry.”

“No. You don’t have to be sorry, I didn’t tell you.”

“You shouldn’t have to tell me every time you comfort a victim, that’s your job. And I promise I won’t run away like this again, I’ll talk to you first.”

“Okay, are you coming back then?” Spencer’s voice sounded small when he asked, like he wasn’t sure if Y/N needed more time. It made Y/N smile, he was so god damn adorable, and she loved every bit of him.

“Yeah, I’m turning around now. I love you.”

“I love you too, Sweetheart.”

-

The next few days were spent at the Cornelia Street house, cuddled together on the couch, each taking turns picking movies to watch. Which caused weird combinations like the 2002 ‘Solaris’ movie, Spencer had gone on and on about the original being a 5-hour long movie in Russian, not that Y/N minded, she always loved listening to Spencer talk about topics he knew a lot about, which happens to be almost any topic she could think of. ‘Solaris’ was followed by ‘Mean Girls’ which was quite a culture shock for Spencer.

They spent the night in the secret oasis of their bed, sharing sweet kisses, and gentle touches. It was a good escape for Y/N given all that was going on with her name at the moment. Spencer was a great escape for her.

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Baby, It’s Breaking News

Pairing:Husband!Chris Evans x Kardashian!Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: After keeping their life for the most part quiet, Y/n and Chris agree to give a statement to the Hollywood press (Article Style with an interview)

Warnings: none really

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Hollywood Press: Y/N KARDASHIAN MAKES A STATEMENT

Y/n Kardashian-Evans, the first of the Kardashian siblings to change her surname, causing an earthquake to erupt within the hollywood life.

After getting wedded to her long term boyfriend Chris Evans, the couple didn’t wait long before bringing two new additions to the family. Lily and Noah Kardashian-Evans.

Y/n has always been known to keep out of the spotlight as much as possible, even during the filming of Keeping Up With The Kardashians, the youngest usually didn’t make many appearances.

After meeting at a mutual friend’s party, Chris said he simply could not keep his eyes off the Kardashian and just had to get to know her. Which then has led onto them dating for 3 years and now being married for 3.

One thing that has been out in the public is her passion for art, one that definitely wasn’t hidden by her mother Kris Jenner. Who revealed that her youngest daughter had been accepted into art school years ago, and was now working for a major publishing company as an illustrator for children's books.

Going back to 2019, Chris and Y/n's wedding was one you just had to be at to witness. Taking place on a lovely island off the coast of Greece, in a lovely town filled with historical monuments which symbolised their love for history and travel.

Adorning a lovely corset wedding dress, the famous Kardashian met her groom at the aisle, tears in both of their eyes as they exchanged vows and rings.

Their wedding ceremony however was quite unique, in that it took place at around 7pm allowing for the sun to set by the time they were wed.

Their reception was outdoors allowing the moon to shine down, the trees surrounding the venue were decorated with fairy lights or small fire torches, a very nature theme becoming apparent. The couple having a secret last dance was revealed as Y/n posted pictures of them embracing as they swayed to music, the sea and the moon shining behind them.

After that major event the couple went off the grid per say, with Y/n only revealing new books she had illustrated or Chris revealing his new projects he would be taking on.

The next thing we knew was that Y/n Kardashian Evans had relocated permanently to Chris' home state, now owning a large enough countryside house in Boston. She is the first to leave the comfort of having her family close by, although she says it was, “For the Best”

Keeping a low profile in Boston, the couple seemed to be basking in their newlywed stage, with photos being posted from their honeymoon in the alps in Switzerland, a classy choice.

Both wearing ski attire, the couple announced they would be expecting in early 2020, not giving much information as to how far along Y/n was .

That photo alone amassed over 30 million likes, capturing the hearts and eyes of people around the globe wit the caption: “New developments in progress 🍼” Holding a pair of baby skis between them

Surely enough in March of 2020, Chris Evans had posted on instagram the photo of Y/n holding two bundles of joy as she lay in her hospital bed, a beautiful yet tired smile on her face, with the caption: “My beautiful wife and kids♥️” The world going into shock at the sight of the twins.

Many of the Kardashian and Evans family rushed to announce their support under the post, with the likes of Scott Evans and Kim Kardashian reposting it onto their story, welcoming the new arrivals.

Their names were then revealed two weeks later to be, Lily and Noah, names the couple apparently had been set on since they found out about the twins.

Unfortunately for us, the lives of the family would once again go off the grid as the world went into lockdown because of the Coronavirus.

With minimal updates, and the only source of press coming from rare stories off Chris Evans' Instagram of the children walking with his wife or them at their pool, the life of the Kardashian-Evans still remains for the most part a mystery.

However, now with life returning back to normal slowly, there have been pictures of the couple bringing their children to the beach or even to LA where we saw Kris Jenner post about looking after her grandbabies.

Leading us to then know that Chris and Y/n had taken a well deserved break to go to Peru, a unique yet amazing choice as they went to see the likes of Machu Picchu.

Now in August of 2022, we had the pleasure of interviewing the couple off camera as they came to our studio, with the well awaited questions I’m sure you all had.

Here Is The Transcript! :

Interviewer: So Y/n and Chris it’s absolutely amazing to see you both here, I must say you both look great!

Y/n: Thank you so much! It feels weird to be in a studio again

Chris: I’m glad to finally address some questions now that we’re finally settled back into normal life

Interviewer: So first off, how are your children doing. Has covid affected them at all? And how was life with two young children at home 24/7

Y/n: Honey do you wanna answer this one?

Chris: Of course, life was definitely chaotic to say the least. Learning how to act as parents to not one but two, all whilst a pandemic was going on was difficult. Overall their development hasn’t been affected as they still don’t attend school anyway, although when they finally became aware of the world around them it was hard to explain the idea of a virus and why we had to be so careful

Interviewer: Now, is there any plans of any new additions any time soon?

Y/n: Uhh we’ll see, it’s not off the table for now

Chris: Just wait i’ll have another Evans for ya within a year

Y/n: Oh stop it babe!

Interviewer: Have they had the chance to meet the family back in LA?

Y/n: Oh yes, my mom actually came to Boston to be in the delivery room with Chris and I. Then for my sisters, they had flown over when restrictions were loosened to stay for a while for a visit.

Interviewer: Do your children know what you do for work? Or are you still just their mom and dad to them?

Chris: Well they know that I fought monsters for a living? They still can’t grasp the idea of acting as a job so we settled on that. As for Y/n most of the books we got them as babies were books she had illustrated, so that was easy enough.

Interviewer: Chris do you plan on returning to new projects anytime soon?

Chris: For now i’m enjoying being a family man and basking in the domestic lifestyle, spending time with my beautiful wife and kids, being there for the their firsts. So for now i’m focusing on the likes of ASP, where I can work from home

Interviewer: Any funny stories? I know I have a few from when my children were born

Y/n: Omg I have to say this one! When I would be sleeping, obviously the babies would wake up crying in the middle of the night wanting to be breast fed. Well one night I was feeding Noah after Lily was already done, so Chris was sitting beside me on another rocking chair doing some skin to skin contact with Lily in his arms. Lily then starts suckling on Chris' nipple, and it was the funniest thing i’ve ever seen. Just seeing Chris try to pry a clearly sleepy baby off his chest

Interviewer: Well that’s definitely new!

Chris: Yeah it was something i’ll never forget

Interviewer: Now I hate to ask this, but your sister Khloe is having a second baby with Tristan Thompson through a surrogate. Reports say that Tristan has cheated a multitude of times during this pregnancy, what do you make of this?

Y/n: Usually I don’t like to comment on the situations of my family members. As many people know I tend to stay out of the spotlight as much as I can, preferring a more quiet life. I have no doubt that Khloe will be an amazing mother once again, just like she is to True. It’s up to them as parents how they deal with scenarios like this, I just hope that Tristan has the wellbeing of his kids in mind. I know my sister is strong, no doubt she will get through this, it’s just unfortunate

Chris: Yeah listen, I love Khloe, she’s like a sister to me and we are here for her no matter what; for her, True and her new baby.

Interviewer: Well folks, that’s all for today! I can’t thank you enough for coming in! Good luck with everything

Chris: No thank you so much! You’ll be the first to know when i’ve gotten my newest Evans haha

Y/n: He isn’t joking by the way, he will let you know haha, but seriously thank you for today!

——-/

I quite liked this format ☺️

#romance #chris evans imagine #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans #writerscorner #chris evans oneshot

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loved your so high fic!! do you think you could do a fix where it’s just lily x femreader or even just some headcannons for them, no one does fics for lily and the idol trailer has me desperate ❤️

❛ dating! ᥫ᭡ lily-rose depp.

synopsis ↝ in which you just so happen to be the one who stole lily’s heart. (general dating headcannons)

pairings ↝ lily-rose depp x fem!reader.

warnings ↝ fluff, fem!reader, profanities, i think that’s it!

word count ↝ 1,0k

note from me ↝ no because you’re so right, why does nobody write for her?!? she’s so fine. but i hope you enjoy sweetheart

dating her would be so aesthetically pleasing. she’s tooth rotting-ly sweet, like she’ll literally have you kicking your feet and blushing. she knows exactly how to make you smile, she has this godly hold over you. it’s euphoric.

all she wants is for you to feel loved. she overthinks a ton when it comes to you, and almost everything she does she thinks of you while doing it. for example, she’ll have a conversation with someone and she’ll see you maybe get slightly jealous, it’s immediate worry on her part. because that’s not what her intent is, she always just wants to make sure you feel loved at all times.

taking late night walks. genuinely something she always looks forward to. she loves being active with you, but her sleep schedule is so wonky. like homegirl is literally a vampire, sleeping all day and up all night. so nighttime is really the only time the two of you get to spend quality time together. and walks are her favorite.

her love language is TOUCH! whenever the two of you are together she ALWAYS has a hand around your waist, holding your hand, hand on your shoulder, kissing you, you name it. she just has this urge to touch you at all times. you don’t mind though, her touch is heavenly.

you bring out a quite irresponsible side of her, i guess you could say. lily is so whipped for you that she’ll literally skip days of shooting her movies to be with you, which always gets her in a shit ton of trouble. you try to reassure her that you’re always gonna be at home waiting for her and that she should go to work, she doesn’t care though, it’s not like they’ll fire her. she’s lily-rose depp!

take this girl on a sweet picnic date by the lake and she’ll put a fucking ring on your finger. definitely something she fantasized was kissing you by a lake, with a soft quilt beneath you guys with all of your favorite foods surrounding you. take. her. on. a. picnic. date.

she’s incredibly clingy and she isn’t afraid nor embarrassed to show it. you’re hers, therefore she believes she has every right to be up your ass 24/7. it’s a quite toxic trait of hers, but whenever you’re out with friends she always insists she should tag along, even when she isn’t invited. of course, you don’t mind though. you know she’s just in love :)

she is the queen of buying you gifts. she’ll be out and about and she’ll find a shirt that reminds her of you and she’ll buy it. in fact, anything nice in her eyes she buys for you. jewelry? bought. cute jeans? bought. books? bought. shoes? bought. makeup? bought. you often find yourself overloaded with gifts from her, she is obsessed with spoiling you.

and of course it’s cliche.. but you already KNOW she makes playlists for you. and the playlist is always filled with the most beautifully written romantic toe curling songs known to man. seriously listening to the playlist makes you swoon!

she loves partying with you. mostly because she just loves being seen with you and showing everyone that you’re hers. showing up to the party with you glued to her hip, lily feels that flexing you is like flexing kim kardashian’s diamond earring. and because she likes drinking LOL

you taking half of the pictures of her on her instagram. captions are always ‘taken by my sweet’ or ‘photo creds to my love’. she strictly believes that if a photo of her isn’t taken by you, then it doesn’t belong on her instagram.

her being your absolute biggest supporter no matter what. you wanna get a venomous pet snake that would kill her in a matter of seconds? she supports you! you wanna jet ski with surrounding sharks? she’ll come too!

in lily’s eyes, you can do no wrong. you could genuinely be the most problematic person in the entire world and she would still always find a way to defend you. ‘yeah y/n l/n ran over my whole family and then processed me through a meat grinder’ and lily would be like “i’m sure she had her reasons!”

lily thinks you’re the most beautiful thing that’s ever touched this filthy earth. like your existence was a glitch and you were always too beautiful to be living on this terrible planet. (i’m giggling lily is so dramatic)

but on real shit she always is just admiring your beauty. when you’re talking or just doing your own thing. she has a serious staring problem when it comes to you.

“lily, honey, didn’t your mother ever tell you that it was rude to stare?”

“i don’t care, you’re beautiful.”

you get on her with family really well which is also something that made her happy. her mother adores you and her brother thinks you’re the coolest chick he’s ever met. once lily saw that her family loved you just as much as she did, she knew you were a keeper!

on the rare occasion that she is away from you, she’ll often draw little sketches of your face in her notebook. nothing too crazy or fancy, just enough for her to know that she’s drawing her girl.

she also rants a lot, and she appreciates that you care about her enough to listen. and she appreciates that you never judge her, that you can calmly sit and listen to her run her mouth and still have the same amount of love for her as before.

same with you, whenever you need to rant, you better believe lily is all ears. and she always agrees with you!

“and she was just being such a bitch! who does she think she is?” you’d say.

“exactly! honestly, you should’ve just beat her ass,” lily would reply.

she loves loves loves doing your makeup! (if you’re comfortable with that typa thing) she gets a uncontrollable excitement when you agree to let her practice on you. she’s also really good at it, and she always makes you look *chefs kiss*.

she’s also extremely smart, so if you’re in college she’ll always help you study and she makes sure that you pass all your exams. she just wants to see you happy and succeed!

she is not only your girlfriend, she is your best friend. your soul mate. your person. and she couldn’t be happier that you were gonna be by her side no matter what!

#lily rose depp x fem!reader #lily rose depp x reader #lgbtq #timothee chalamet #wlw post #wlw #lily rose depp headcannons #johnny depp #johnny depp imagines #lily rose depp imagine #oscars 2022 #johnny depp x reader #timothèe chalamet x reader

[gojowh0rcs]

Anyway Gojo cant really drink and it’s been speculated that that’s because of alcohol having long term effects on vision with prolonged use or that being drunk even just once could temporarily impair vision and Gojo probably prefers to remain alert at all times. That and he probably doesn’t like the bitter taste of alcohol. That being said, he’d never obstruct others from drinking and having a good time just because he can’t fully immerse himself in it. He likes to see everyone let loose, and he probably takes a lot of pictures and videos to remind them of any embarrassing moments just because it’s funny. And for the memories too, ofc. It’s all apart of enjoying the moment. Nanami and Shoko are p heavy drinkers as well, so Gojo is probably used to work parties getting just a little out of control if those two decided to enter a drinking contest. Gojo definitely participates in the festivities even if he may be the only sober one there, and the atmosphere probably rubs off on him anyway so he’s definitely laughing along with the group. Especially if the joke isn’t even that funny—-that just makes it funnier to him.

Gojo with a s/o isn’t stopping them from drinking either. Might strategically put their glass somewhere they can’t see because out of sight out of mind if they’re starting to get TOO drunk, but otherwise just lazily keeps a watchful eye on them. He takes the most videos of them much to their chagrin. He ends up piggybacking them home and laughing at them the whole time because maybe they’re trying to tell him how much they love him but they keep slurring and stumbling over their words and getting lost in the middle of their sentence. He’s probably had to have helped Shoko home once or twice back in the day when her drinking habits started so he has at least some experience in this area. Cracks a window open cuz the smell of liquor is reeking off their pores at this point, leaves a bucket and aspirin by their bedside, and tucks them in. His s/o is almost surprised of how attentive he’s being, even if his mouth doesn’t really dull it’s usual edge or he’s clearly amused. aodkfod imagine it just makes them cry and Gojo finds out his s/o is an emotional drunk right then and there but initially he’s CONFUSED LMFAO like ?????? I thought we were havin a good time and now we're crying??? But then he can’t stop laughing about it later cuz maybe his s/o Kim kardashian cries and he can’t take it serious cuz they’re crying about the simplest things too like about how nice he’s being or when they miss him when he’s off gone doing gojo things. Definitely teases them about that later too like the next time he leaves for work or a mission or a trip he tells them he’ll hurry back to them soon so they won’t have to cry 😎✨ he knows you love him baby LMFAOOO honesty it just gives him an even bigger head. Makes it all the worth his while if his s/o nearly dies of embarrassment over it too. (Definitely has video evidence of them crying over how much they love and miss him).

If the relationship is still a bit new and this is their first time expressing how much they miss him when he’s gone, he’ll have a pinch of mercy on them. Not much, but still some. Like he’s still making fun of them, but he’d probably swing by 🤏🏽 a little more often, and for a little more longer stays too. They didn’t demand him to, nor does he feel pressured—-they just expressed their feelings in a moment of utmost vulnerability and gojo knows he’d be an ass to completely dismiss it. He thinks there isn’t a harm in satiating their needs a little too, since the relationship is practically geared towards his terms and conditions. Relationships are about give and take, he’d rationalize. And he’d be lying if he said it didn’t feel good to feel a little needed. That somewhere deep within him he knows he should cherish that bit of vulnerability they shared. They’re more fragile than he’d have taken them for, but he thinks he likes it a little. Not if they’re overbearing and overtly emotional, that’d run him off from jump if he senses that in them. But he likes discovering things about them. And there is a bit of possessiveness somewhere if you squint. Like if his s/o gets crazy drunk again HE wants to be able to take them home. HE only wants to be the one to see that side of them 😤

#gojo satoru #jjk gojo #satoru gojo #gojo satoru x reader #anyway I should be finishin this paper 🏃🏽‍♀️

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Cruel Summer: the hit that was meant to be?

Pictured: dramatic reenactment of us waiting for Cruel Summer to be a single for 4 years.

Background

This summer is the apocalypse.

-- Lover Journal entry, dated 29 August 2016

We all know about the cruel summer in question, right? To be fair, technically the cruelty of the summer stemmed from "a desperate summer love that might be doomed from the start" and "some element of desperation and pain in it, where you’re yearning for something that you don’t quite have yet", and not whatever Kim Kardashian was doing on Twitter, but given how those two events occured basically simultaneously, it's not outrageous to claim both experiences informed each other.

In 2018, Taylor went on the Reputation Stadium Tour. Between shows, Taylor started working on Lover, getting into the studio with Joel Little, Frank Dukes and our favourite producer Jack Antonoff. For Cruel Summer, however, there was something special: Annie Clark, better known as St. Vincent, was a credited writer on the track.

St. Vincent had worked with Jack for her 2017 album Masseduction, so much like how Lana ended up in the studio with Taylor, we can safely assume that Jack brought the two together. On 6 June 2018, St. Vincent mentioned that she had reworked one of her songs from Masseduction, Slow Disco, into a poppier production with Taylor's support. With this in mind, we can probably assume that she had cross passed with Taylor around this time. Taylor was papped recording at Electric Lady (Jack's stomping grounds) on 18 July 2018, which lines up with this theory. [1]

The failed single push

I’m not trying to blame the global pandemic that we had, but that is something that happened that stopped Cruel Summer from ever being a single.

-- Taylor Swift after performing Cruel Summer on tour in Pittsburgh, 17 June 2023

Cruel Summer had been a fan favourite from the get-go. When Taylor held listening parties for a select group of fans, it was the song that most people had positive feelings about. When Lover (the album) dropped in August 2019, it was the third most streamed track from the album, leapfrogging I Forgot That You Existed despite it being the second track. People started to lament the... poorly-received lead singles the album had. (I have nothing kind to say about those two tracks so I won't say anything.)

Then for a while, nothing happened. Taylor released Lover and The Man as singles to various degrees of success. The Man's disappointing (by her standards) chart run probably reignited discussion about how Cruel Summer would have smashed if it were only given a proper push and the GP had understood its talent. Then COVID came along, Lover Fest was delayed indefinitely, and it seemed that the Lover era was over, replaced by Taylor locking herself in with Joe Alwyn and drinking wine.

Then June 2020 came around, and...

Now how do we know that this is true? Apparently, Cruel Summer was added to AllAccess, a website where radio programmers download singles serviced to radio. While I can't verify this myself, I have seen numerous independent sources claim that Cruel Summer was uploaded to the site specifically on 17 June 2020. [2] Some radio website also ran with the story in early June, so I am inclined to believe this.

And it's not like there weren't any official hints...

Top to bottom: Spotify "enhanced album" promo mural, You Need To Calm Down music video, Amazon Music commercial, Lover music video [3]

The catch, however, is the Cruel Summer never got an official add date. An add date is "supposed to tell [radio] stations when to add a record to its playlist". Without an official add date, stations usually won't play your new song unless it's really hotly requested.

So the song didn't get a full label push and quickly died off, despite getting some radio play in 2020 (from anecdotal evidence), not appearing on the charts. And then in July folklore came out of the blue, and with it ended the Lover era, and seemingly all hopes for Cruel Summer world domination.

A music video?

While Taylor HQ is normally as hard to infiltrate as Fort Knox, over the years bits and pieces of information have leaked about her intentions for the rest of the Lover era. Chief among them was, apparently, to officially release Cruel Summer as a single to accompany her live shows in the summer of 2020. A music video was even filmed, before being scrapped when Taylor moved into the mythical forest of folklore. 

-- Official Singles Chart (UK), 27 June 2023

Well, would Official Singles Chart lie? They do say "apparently" though, maybe to hedge their bets a little.

The problem with this claim, however, is the timeline. On 27 January 2020, Taylor released The Man as a single. She dropped the music video on Feburary 28th. Assuming a similar rollout for Cruel Summer, the music video would've come out in July. Given how the pandemic had basically put all possible filming activity to a standstill in March, it seems implausible that a music video would be filmed that early in advance, especially without knowing that the pandemic was on the horizon. Or maybe it was fully CGI and filmed in the luxury of her LA house, I don't know.

But I think there's a different catch here. Note how the above source claims that Cruel Summer would have been a single to "accompany her live shows in the summer of 2020", namely Lover Fest. According to the planned Lover Fest schedule, by the summer of 2020 she would be performing in Europe, including headlining Glastonbury.

Now consider Taylor's usual single rollout. Fearless, Sparks Fly, Red and New Romantics were all the last or second-last singles pushed from their respective albums, all of which got tour videos. [4] It seems that given how Cruel Summer would be the fifth single pushed according to the original plans, it most likely would've gotten the tour video treatment as well. Which makes sense: imagine a music video with her performing under broad daylight to huge crowds at festivals!

Cruel Summer 2: The Return of the Hit

With the advent of the pandemic something interesting happened: people started re-discovering old songs and making them into hits again. Catalogue streaming amounted to a whopping 70% of all streams in 2022. Running Up That Hill, a song from the 1980s, went viral again thanks to Stranger Things and this new ability that

Maybe it was because people wanted something familiar to go back to in a world where nothing was familiar anymore. Who knows. Many other music critics have written better articles about this phenomenon. What does matter, however, is that releasing singles from an album from years ago was now commercially viable. Sia, Lady Gaga and The Weeknd all did it to various degrees of success.

So when Cruel Summer, a song which had been among Taylor's most streamed songs for a while, acted as the tour opener on the Eras Tour [5], it would only further gain in popularity from then onwards, even re-entering the Billboard Hot 100 before it was even officially promoted to radio. And so her label moved to capitalize on this trend, and finally released Cruel Summer as a single on 20 June 2023, almost 3 years to the day after its original planned release date.

The million dollar question: would Cruel Summer have smashed if it was released as originally planned?

I'd say no. The general public had already moved on from Lover as the lacklustre The Man performance demonstrates. Besides, without the accumulation of popularity that Taylor had with folklore, evermore, the re-recordings, Midnights and the Eras Tour, who know where her career would've been?

(By the way, even if Cruel Summer had been the lead single there is absolutely no way it passes Old Town Road for #1.)

Timeline

Summer 2018: Cruel Summer is likely written around this time.

23 August 2019: Lover is released.

27 January 2020: The Man is released as a single.

27 February 2020: The Man music video is released.

5-12 March 2020: According to Steve from the IC, band rehearsals for Lover Fest took place during these days, with a whopping 32 songs.

19 March 2020: California enters lockdown due to COVID-19. Taylor was living in Los Angeles at this time.

17 April 2020: Lover Fest is officially delayed.

27 April 2020: Taylor writes cardigan, her first collaboration with Aaron Dessner and the beginning of the concept of folklore.

6 June 2020: Steve posts that cryptic message about folklore, signifying that the album was mostly complete by this time.

17 June 2020: Cruel Summer is uploaded to AllAccess, incidentally the same day as Steve teases cardigan.

20 June 2020: The European leg of Lover Fest would have begun on this day.

20 June 2023: Cruel Summer is officially released as a single.

23 October 2023: Cruel Summer hits #1 on the Billboard Hot 100.

Conclusion

Stream Cruel Summer.

[1] Cruel Summer is also the only Lover song to be registered on the US Copyright Office with a creation year of 2018, rather than 2019, suggesting that it was an early cut. (credit: @taylor-on-your-dash)

[2] Surprisingly, people have also claimed that I Did Something Bad was added to AllAccess in a similar fashion.

[3] That being said, if we take that hint in the Lover music video as hinting towards a Cruel Summer single push, this also means Afterglow was also meant to be a single...

[4] Do not quote me on this, Taylor herself didn't acknowledge that chorus of Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince either.

[5] Getaway Car should've been here...

#taylor swift #cruel summer #lover

[hollywoodxwhore]

waste love

Colson x Reader

Warnings/Tags: smut (18+), angst, fluff, alcohol, swearing, oral (female receiving)

Word Count: 3370

Requested? Yes! "hey! i love your writing! could i request a fic where you and colson are on a break but he’s taking it hard and you end up at the same party where he’s like wasted and you can’t help but take care of him ? 💓"

I love requests! Sorry if I don't answer them all. Writer's block hits me HARDDDD and I'm in the middle of a spree where I'm actually writing, lol.

Enjoy!

“It’s so shitty how you waste love.” It was the last thing you said to him before he walked out. That was the last time you saw him. Three months ago. And now, here he was, stumbling around wasted, acting like a total asshole, at a party he wasn’t even supposed to be at. 

Colson Baker. The name of the man you loved most in the world. Perhaps the person you loved most in the world. Your connection had been immediate and powerful, more intense than anything you’d ever felt before. The two of you fell hard and fast. But what goes up must come down, and it crashed and burned just as hard. 

Three months ago, you’d decided it was time to take a break. You and Colson had been fighting nonstop, and that was something you’d never wanted in a relationship. Fights and disagreements happened. You knew that. But fights every single day, screaming at each other, that wasn’t okay. You’d recognized the need to end things, but neither of you had been able to rip off the bandage, so you’d landed on a break. 

Neither of you had defined what a break looked like, though, so Colson continued to text you. Texts led to phone calls which led to more screaming, and finally, you’d set a hard boundary. No texting, no talking until you were ready to talk again. When that time came, whichever one of you was ready first would send a phone emoji to the other, and only when the second person sent the emoji back would you talk. 

Colson’s emoji had arrived that morning. You’d left him on read. 

Your relationship with Colson brought you to a lot of different people. You connected strongly with both Kim and Kourtney Kardashian, having been on many triple-dates during the few months before your break. Kourtney and Travis were throwing a party that night, and at first, you’d been adamant about not going. Until Kourtney told you that Colson would be in Cleveland for Casie’s volleyball tournament. 

It broke your heart a little. Not because you’d wanted to see Colson, but because you loved visiting Cleveland and seeing Casie. You loved the simple domesticity of going with your boyfriend to his daughter’s volleyball games, sitting in the bleachers with popcorn that was too salty, tongues red from 25 cent Blow Pops. Taking Casie to local restaurants afterward, hanging out and watching movies with Casie and her mom. You’d never been anything but cool with Emma; in fact, you got along well. So well that you’d talked on the phone numerous times since your break had started. She could relate to what you were going through. 

When Colson had finally stopped texting you, Casie had started. It was heartbreaking. You’d grown so close to her and her texts pleading for you and her dad to get back together ripped your heart into pieces. You’d promised to always love her and be there for her, no matter what happened between you and Colson. 

At least you still had Kourtney and Kim. 

Kourtney had convinced you to come. It was a party to celebrate their marriage since not everyone had been able to make it. You dressed in a mini-skirt and high heels, showing off the legs you’d so diligently crafted at the gym over the last few months. You’d channeled a lot of your feelings into exercise, and you were proud to see that it was showing. You felt good when you got to the party, confident and happy and relaxed knowing that you weren’t at risk for running into Colson. 

You were two drinks deep and feeling good when you spotted him. You were standing outside on the deck, talking with Pete when you heard a commotion inside. Both of you looked over and Pete cursed. Colson was in the kitchen and it was clear he was posturing to some guy. You could tell by his body language that he was pissed about something. 

“I’ve got this,” you said dryly to Pete. 

“Right behind you,” he said. The two of you left your drinks on a table and hurried inside. 

Colson’s eyes shot right to you and Pete stepped between him and the other guy. “Alright, chill,” Pete said, turning to the other guy. “Do me a favor and walk away, man.” The guy hesitated, eyes locked on Colson. “Please,” Pete added, and luckily, the guy stalked off muttering a few curses. 

“I had it, I was fine,” Colson insisted loudly. 

“No, Colson, you didn’t,” you snapped, and his red eyes landed on you, brow knitting together in an expression you’d come to recognize as petulance. You stared right back, standing up straighter. You weren’t backing down. 

Colson finally slumped and looked away from you. “Fuck!” he yelled, smashing his empty beer bottle onto the floor. 

“Colson,” Pete said firmly, but you already had the man by his arm and were hauling him from the kitchen and into the hallway. 

“Let me go, Y/N,” Colson protested weakly, but he stumbled behind you all the same. He was way stronger and towered over you; he could’ve pulled away any time he wanted. You didn’t stop until you found a bathroom, big and spacious. You hauled Colson inside and locked the door behind you.

You turned around, ready to snap at him, but Colson was sinking onto the floor, his back against the wall. Much to your horror and surprise, his face crumpled and he hid it in his hands, letting out a sob. You stood stock still, startled at this response. You’d expected him to yell at you, to argue until he shoved past you back into the party to act like an asshole again. You hadn’t expected tears, especially because you hadn’t seen them even once during your relationship. 

You hesitated for only a second before rushing over and crouching down in front of him. Your hands curled loosely around his wrists in an attempt to get him to pull his hands away from his eyes, but your attempt was fruitless. His ringed fingers, adorned with chipped black nail polish, stayed tight over his eyes. His shoulders shook as you started to gently move your thumbs back and forth over his hands. 

“Colson,” you said gently. Being this close to him had your heart beating fast. His smell itself was intoxicating, so familiar and comforting while also anxiety-spiking. You missed everything about him: his messy hair, his tattoos, the funky way he dressed. His laugh, his smile, his cuddles, the way he touched you. The break hadn’t exactly been easy on you. 

“I can’t do this,” Colson cried, muffled against his big hands. “It’s been three months, Y/N. I need to talk to you.” He sounded wrecked, voice shaky, and it broke your heart. You closed your eyes, feeling guilty about not having responded to his text. You’d been planning on texting him tomorrow after the party. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you were in Ohio,” you said. Your knees started to hurt from squatting down, so you sat beside him with your back against the wall.

“Tournament got moved to a different weekend,” he mumbled. 

“Can you move your hands so I can hear you?” you asked gently. You waited, only looking at him out of the corner of your eye as his hands slowly moved to his lap. You gave him his privacy, keeping your eyes fixed on your outstretched legs. “I was going to respond to your text tomorrow,” you explained.

Colson sniffled. “You were?”

“Yeah,” you admitted. “I knew this party was tonight, and I thought you were in Cleveland, so I knew I needed to wait a little longer. I wondered why you texted me when you were supposed to be with Casie. Now I know you weren’t.”

“I was at my apartment,” he croaked, “hungover. Fucking depressed.”

Your fingers twitched, aching to reach out and touch him. You didn’t hold back, lifting your hand to place it gently on his knee. “I’m sorry you’re struggling,” you said quietly. Seeing him hurting hurt you, too. 

“These three months have been some of the hardest of my life,” he admitted. His nose was stuffy from crying and you stole a glance at his face, noticing it was red and splotchy from his tears, his lashes spiked together. It broke your heart and you scooted closer, reaching for his hand. He let you take it, intertwining your fingers. 

“Mine too,” you said. 

“Why did you want us to take a break then?” he asked, looking at you suddenly, his eyes holding an overwhelming amount of pain. He closed his eyes and shook his head, looking away. “Don’t answer that. Sorry. We did need a break.”

You chewed your lip, your own eyes burning with unshed tears. “I never wanted to hurt you,” you said thickly. Colson’s hand tightened around yours. 

“Y/N, I love you,” Colson said, drawing in a shaky breath. He turned his head toward yours but didn’t look at you. “You’re the love of my life. I want to marry you someday. Have a fucking baby with you.” Your tears bubbled over then and you choked on a sob, covering your mouth with your free hand. You let your head fall onto his shoulder and he leaned his head against yours. 

“I love you, too, Colson,” you said, “but is love screaming at each other every single day?”

“Maybe,” he said quietly.

“It shouldn't be,” you said. “Not saying you don’t fight when you’re in love, but it shouldn’t be that way.”

“Tell me what to do and I’ll fix it,” Colson said, sniffling. “I’ll do anything to have you back, Y/N. Anything.”

You laughed humorlessly, more tears spilling from your eyes. “Even quit touring and being a celebrity?”

“Yes.” His response was so immediate that your head jerked over to him and you stared at him in awe. He held your eye contact until you looked away, stunned. 

“Colson, I would never actually ask that of you,” you told him. “That’s…it’s your life.”

“I know,” he said, “but you were my life, too, and I wasted it. You’re right - I did waste our love and it was shitty.”

“I’m not going to ask you to quit it all,” you said, “but coming home every night wasted? That’s not okay. Especially when you drive.”

“I know,” Colson moaned, rubbing his face. “I know. It’s fucked, Y/N. I…I need help.”

“I know, Colson,” you said. 

“So I’ll get help,” he said. “I’ll go to rehab. I’ll quit it all.”

“I’m…I’m not sure if you can do that,” you said, chancing a glance at him. “It’s…a part of you.”

“Nah, fuck that,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re everything to me.”

“You’re going to wake up sober tomorrow and forget we even had this conversation,” you said, your own face crumpling as you succumbed to your tears. You pulled your hand from his to cover your face.

“No no no, baby, look at me,” Colson pleaded, pulling your hands away and cupping your face. He thumbed away your tears and met your eyes. “No I won’t. I’m not even that drunk. I’m just hurting. I had two drinks. That’s all.”

You studied his face. His eyes were red for sure, but was it from alcohol or crying? You could definitely smell alcohol on his breath, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it usually was. You weren’t sure if you could believe him.

“I swear, Y/N,” he said. “No more lying.” 

Your faces were so close and his hands were warm on your cheeks. It wasn’t long before his lips were on yours, gentle at first. He kissed you again, and again, and then, he stopped pulling away. Within seconds, you had climbed into his lap, your skirt hiking up as his hands found your bare thighs. Your kisses were fiery and passionate, full of everything you couldn’t say and everything you’d missed over the past few months. 

“Y/N, I love you,” Colson gasped. “I fucking love you.”

“I love you, too, Colson,” you said between kisses, barely breaking apart enough to articulate the words. Your tears mingled on your faces as you pressed yourself against him, trying to remind yourself of how every inch of his body felt against yours. 

You were so weak for Colson. You couldn’t help but let his hands wander, sliding up your thighs and under your skirt, fingertips grazing your underwear. Your breath hitched as you wound your hand into the short hair at the nape of his neck. 

Your head fell back with a soft sigh as Colson’s lips moved hungrily to your neck, kissing up the column of flesh until his mouth found yours again. When his hands slid around to squeeze your ass, you finally broke away from him. His hands moved, but not far, landing back on your thighs as he looked at you. “I-I’m sorry,” he stammered.

“No, I’m sorry,” you said, shaking your head as you moved off of him, straightening your clothes as you went. “That wasn’t fair of me.”

“What are we doing?” Colson asked. 

You ran your hands through your hair and sighed heavily, shaking your head. “I don’t know how to be without you,” you admitted. “I don’t know how to be anything other than broken when I’m not with you.”

“Give me one more chance,” Colson said suddenly, turning towards you. His eyes were lit up, passionate. “One more chance to stop coming home fucked up. To put you first.”  He bit his lip. “Y/N, come on tour with me.”

You stared back at him, stunned. He’d never extended that invitation before, and you certainly weren’t going to ask. Tour was special and so important to him. You wouldn’t want to compromise that in any way. But he was asking. 

“Do you mean it?” you asked warily. “Will you wake-”

“No, I will not wake up tomorrow and regret asking,” Colson interrupted impatiently, shaking his head. “Y/N, I don’t think you understand. I would fucking die for you.”

“I don’t want you to die for me,” you said, but a smile was tugging at the corners of your mouth. “You…you mean it?” you asked again, timidly.

Colson nodded, mouth twitching into a smile. “Yeah. I really do,” he said. “If at any time, it stops working, you can go home. But you won’t want to. I’ll be so much better, I promise.”

“Colson,” you said, shaking your head with a little laugh, and then his mouth was on yours again, his hand in your hair. The kiss was so deep it took your breath away. 

“Y/N,” he murmured into your mouth. “Please, baby. Let me feel you again.”

“Col, of course,” you said, giving in easily. He kissed you again, so hard that you let out a quiet moan, and you didn’t protest when he pulled you back into his lap. 

“I want you right here in this fucking bathroom,” he breathed, making you laugh into his kisses. “I’ve dreamt about this for so long.”

“Me too,” you said, words melting into a moan as Colson’s lips found your neck again, traveling right to your most sensitive spot. “God, I missed you,” you gasped. 

Colson hummed against your skin, hands sliding up your back slowly, holding you tight against him. “I missed you more than you know,” Colson murmured into your neck. “You look beautiful tonight, by the way.” He couldn’t keep his hands off your legs, feeling the new muscles there.

Finally, he returned to your skirt, hiking it up out of the way before reaching down to undo his own jeans, pulling them and his boxers down just enough to reveal his cock. Immediately, you took him in your hand and his head fell back against the wall with a breathy moan. You missed the feeling of him, heavy and thick in your hand. 

As you touched him, Colson moved your panties to the side to stroke his fingers over your pussy, finding you wet for him already. “Mm, baby,” he groaned. “Feels like you missed me.”

You whimpered, starting to roll your hips against his hand in pursuit of more friction. “Colson,” you pleaded. He took his cock from you and you helped hold your panties aside as he stroked his tip through you a few times before delving into your entrance. Your head fell back as you sunk down on him, legs already trembling. 

You began to bounce on him, desperate to feel him again after so long. You took a moment to adjust to his size; even after this long, you were never quite ready for it. And Colson ate that shit up, a smirk on his face as you moved. “Miss this big cock, baby?” he purred. 

“Y-yes, daddy,” you moaned, and Colson’s smirk only grew. His hands found your ass and he helped you bounce on him, leaning in to kiss and suck at your neck. You could tell he was marking you, and usually, you wouldn’t allow that, but you recognized this as him marking his territory. Either that, or reminding you of him anytime you looked in the mirror after your encounter. 

“Get up, baby, and bend over the counter for me,” Colson grunted. You lifted off him and went to the counter, bending over. Colson took a second to pull your panties off and moved his hand between your legs again. “Want you to watch yourself in the mirror,” he murmured, mouth on your neck. “Want you to remember how good daddy fucks you. How good only I can make you feel.”

You hummed desperately in response, legs quivering as he bent his knees to push back into you. Your eyelashes fluttered as he started to fuck you, his hands on your hips. It was hard not to watch him, but his demand had been for you to watch yourself, so you did. You watched the way your face contorted without your own permission, the way your brow furrowed and your jaw went slack. You watched your breasts bounce in your tank top. 

Colson leaned over you and yanked down your top, pulling your breasts free. He began to squeeze them in his hands, taking your nipples between his fingers for light squeezes that made you arch. “Mm, good girl, arching that back for me,” he gritted, fucking into you harder. “Missed this tight pussy.”

“Harder, Col, please!” you begged frantically, feeling your orgasm slowly begin to brew in your stomach. Colson pulled out then and whipped you around, lifting you onto the counter. He spread your legs apart and got on his knees, pressing his face between your thighs. You cried out in pleasure as his tongue worked your sensitive clit until your orgasm crashed into you, your hips jerking against Colson’s face. 

He barely gave you time to recover before standing up and pushing his dick back inside you. He set a quick pace, hands planted on the counter beside you as he drove into you. His eyes closed, his brow furrowed, and his mouth dropped open as he got closer and closer. You loved watching him come; it got you off, too. You reached between your legs to rub furiously at your clit, unable to help yourself. 

“Fuck I-I’m coming,” Colson gasped, burying himself deep inside of you as he came. He continued to weakly thrust, realizing you were trying to get yours, and you clenched around him hard as your second orgasm hit. 

Colson’s forehead dropped to your shoulder and he panted, pressing kisses there. “I fucking love you,” he breathed. “Please, baby. Can I come home with you tonight?”

Head still spinning from your multiple orgasms, you nodded, still out of breath. “Of course.” You composed yourself and held his face in your hands. “I want you back, Colson, if you’ll have me,” you told him, more sure of it than anything else in your life. 

Colson’s blue eyes locked on yours and filled with warmth as he nodded. He leaned in to kiss you with a smile. “Always,” he whispered.

#machine gun kelly #colson baker #mgk #machine gun kelly fanfic #colson baker fanfic #mgk fanfic #machine gun kelly smut #colson baker smut #mgk smut #machine gun kelly x reader #colson baker x reader #mgk x reader

[all-of-these-vampires]

more sinclair brother headcanons (i literally think of so many every day)

- bo is always twerking it's so funny everyone hates it (he's not good)

- kill bill by sza has been on replay in the house all week

- everyday bo wakes up at the ass crack of dawn and boasts about it like dads do. you can find him at 4pm snoring on the couch with his mouth wide open

- they're into twilight. the twins relate too hard to edward cullen. bo isn't that great at reading novels but he ran to the store the day that midnight sun came out. vin is good at reading and finished it in two days. lester doesn't know wtf is going on but they had him watch the breaking dawn part 2 fight scene and he liked it

- the oven is rarely ever turned on but one time someone pressed broil instead of bake and all hell broke loose

- vin takes brooding baths all the time (obviously with candles)

- on the other hand, bo takes sexy showers and puts on a show for the imaginary reality show cameras that follow his every move

- bo doesn't like kourtney kardashian and i think it's for the sole purpose of the fight she got into with kim over the candy land themed birthday party

- bo is a coffee guy, vin in a TEAAAA guy he has so many flavors, and les is a dr pepper guy

- lester is a taxidermist

#bo sinclair #lester sinclair #vincent sinclair #house of wax 2005 #house of wax

[researchgate]

A reminder kanye west is not just a raging antisemite, but also a misogynist.

''Misogynistic'': At Kanye West's Party, Sushi Served Off Naked Women

Mr. West was was taking part in a Japanese practice called Nyotaimori, which is when sashimi or sushi is served from the naked body of a woman.

Kanye West, who recently celebrated his 46th birthday has sparked controversy after he served sushi off naked women at his party in Los Angeles. Pictures and videos of the bizarre party that are doing rounds on social media show guests eating sushi off a woman, who was only wearing a bikini top and bottom.

One picture showed a tray of sushi stacked between the woman's legs, with food resting above her chest, torso, and waist. The woman had kept her arms flat on the table and her head up while appearing to have a calm look on her face. The theme of the party was minimal, with a candlelit aesthetic.

For the unversed, Mr. West was taking part in a Japanese practice called Nyotaimori, which is when sashimi or sushi is served from the naked body of a woman.

Many social media users expressed shock at the pictures, noting how the use of naked models was ''disrespectful'' and accused the rapper of being misogynistic.

One user wrote, ''I'm not sure what's more disturbing, the fact that Kanye had a naked woman as a sushi platter or the fact that he thought it was an appropriate party idea. Either way, I think I'll pass on any future invitations to his shindigs.''

Another commented, ''In what WORLD is treating women like objects for male consumption (literally), not misogyny?''

A third called it "the grossest display of misogyny ever. Gluttonous misogyny." Questioning the practice, a fourth added, ''Am I the only one who won't be able to gulp even a single bite if they were on my table...watching expressionless alive human bodies like mine without clothes near my food makes me feel horrible..then western people consider themselves civilized and modern.''

Notably, Kim Kardashian and Kanye West's 9-year-old daughter North West was also present at the party. The rapper's wife, Bianca Censori, and North were pictured smiling, chatting, and walking hand in hand as they arrived at the party.

Questions have also been raised about why North was at such an inappropriate bash as the young girl was seen standing next to a tray of sushi in a video.

Another said, ''He wasn't moved by the fact that North West was in attendance.''

Mr. West, who is hardly a stranger to controversy, came under heat last year after he shared a number of antisemitic comments and conspiracy theories on social media and in interviews. Brands including Adidas, Gap, and Balenciaga severed ties with the rapper and producer over the remarks.

The 46-year-old rapper, who is legally known as Ye, married Bianca Censori earlier this year at a private ceremony. He was married to TV personality wife Kim Kardashian from 2014 until November 2022. The former couple have four kids North, Saint, Chi, and Psalm, together.

(emphasis mine)

#xx #mine #kanye west #misogyny #radfems do interact #radical feminism #objectication of women #male violebce against girls

[adcresyou]

𝐰𝐡𝐨: harry & sabrina  @sabriiinas 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞: kim k’s house

the party had kicked off to a raging start, as a kardashian party always did. harry’s not even sure how he scored an invite to this one ( that’s a lie, he often pulls out his rizz on kris ) but he found himself spending his evening in kim’s house. and of course, he had to bring sab as his +1. as her bad influence, it was simply his duty. they’d been there a couple of hours, drinking the stupidly expensive ( even for harold’s standards ) champagne and decided to sneak off and explore the house. harry couldn’t hold back his laugh as he turned the corner to find another eerily long, empty, white hallway. then, he slapped his hand over his mouth when it echoed. “c'mon, c'mon,” he whispered as he reached back to take ahold of sabrina's wrist, giving them both the courage to keep going. “i want to find the kids’ playroom. i bet their toys are so cool. we can play a game !!”

#𝗙𝟮𝗙 𝗢1 | SABRINA CARPENTER

[telltalesonline]

40 Kim Kardashian Facts that are ‘Literally’ so True

It might seem unlikely that there can be anything left to unearth about Kim Kardashian.

After all, she’s had hit reality shows that have documented her life since 2007, and been the center of attention on social media and news outlets for over a decade.

Even though you can keep up with her on every possible medium from TV to social media, there are still some things that you may not know about the famous mother of four.

So, gather ‘round, Kimmy K lovers (and haters) – here are 40 Kim Kardashian facts that are literally so true, Bible.

1. Kim has Six Piercings

We all know that Kim isn’t afraid to go under the knife. She also has nerves of steel when it comes to piercings!

Did you know that she has piercings on her bellybutton, one in her right ear and four on her left? She hasn’t been spotted with her belly ring lately, though.

2. She Was a Celebrity Stylist Before Fame

Besides her controversial tape, the Kardashians’ rise to fame was largely thanks to Kim’s pal Paris Hilton.

3. Kim ‘Looked’ For Paparazzi

When Kim first hopped onto the scene, she was photographed everywhere. The new ‘it girl’ was featured in all the magazines and paparazzi would literally feed off getting a photo of her.

She’s been accused of calling the paparazzi on herself, but Kim recently denied this and admitted that she did intentionally head to certain spots where she knew the photographers would be.  

4. She Regrets her Adult Tape

Indeed, Kim has big regrets when it comes to her controversial adult tape with Ray J. Admitting to Andy Cohen on the KUWTK Reunion, Kim said,

“That is something that I have to live with for the rest of my life. That is something that is being held over my head. I try to not live with any regrets, but it’s probably the one thing I wish didn’t exist. If I could erase any of the stupid things I’ve done in life, that’s probably it and it’s more so from being a mom than anything.”

5. Her Feud with Kourtney Goes Way Back

From physically fighting each other on their shows, to feuding about their Dolce and Gabbana projects, Kim and Kourtney have rarely seen eye to eye over the years.

6. Kim Got Drunk at Beyonce’s Party

If you haven’t caught up with season 4 of The Kardashians, you’d have missed Kim confessing this juicy little fact.

The SKIMS founder admitted that she got drunk and “blacked out” at one of Beyonce‘s parties after dancing all night long. With just “two shots,” Kim revealed that she gets easily “wasted.”

Don’t believe her? “Ask Beyonce,” Kim said.

7. She has a Freckle on her Eyeball

There are many Kim Kardashian doppelgangers out there. So many women try to copy her style, fashion, makeup and hairdos.

8. She Goes to the Beach at Certain Times

As her true fans know, Kim loves going on vacation where she can flaunt her bikini and relax on the beach.

What you may not know is that the curvaceous star only goes to the beach when lighting is the most flattering, to avoid casting unappealing light on her cellulite.

A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

9. Kim has Been Married 3 Times

If you thought Kim K’s infamously short marriage to Kris Humphries and her famous marriage to Kanye West is all there was in the ring department, you’re mistaken.

10. She Almost Didn’t Marry Kris Humphries

Other than her adult tape, we’re pretty sure marrying Kris Humphries is Kim’s second biggest regret in life.

Believe it or not, she almost escaped the 72-day marriage on her wedding day! Kris, her mom, revealed during the KUWTK Reunion, that she tried to talk Kim out of marrying Humphries – “I said, ‘Listen, if you really don’t want to do this, I don’t think you should do it.’”

Kim added, “What you said to me was ‘Go, I’m going to put you in a car. No one will find you. Just leave and I’ll handle it.’ I thought, ‘OK, we’re filming this for a TV show. If I leave, I’m going to be known as the runaway bride forever. It’s going to be a huge joke. I think I just had cold feet.”

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#kim kardashian #the kardashians #kardashians #kuwtk #keeping up with the kardashians #north west #kourtney kardashian #khloe kardashian #kendall jenner #kylie jenner #celeb #celebs #celebrities #celebrity #pop culture

[calypso-finale]

Hundred Twenty Seven. Part 2

I don’t even understand why I cried, I feel so stupid that I did cry but in reality she was a friend, we was close, and it hurts to know she still has that mentality of I did wrong, and I went the wrong path, that I ruined it all. She still hates Oakley because she knows I wouldn’t want her in my life as long as he is with me, he knows what kind of person she is like and maybe he is right, I am just so sad. And seeing Saint, he caused me pain, like he really just was so horrible to me “Lee, come” Oakley held my arm and took me into a corner “you’re going to ruin your makeup” that alone made me smile, I don’t know out of everything that could have come out of his mouth he speaks on my makeup “we good here, what happened? Sit” he let my arm go “have I really ruined it?” I asked “I mean not exactly but if you keep crying you might” I think maybe it’s too late “my mom left so I was going to find you, that was it but then Saint came up to me to tell me I look good and then North got mad with him, told him to go, fine. But then we spoke, well she spoke to me, and I just felt like you know, I lost a best friend because she couldn’t just be there for me and all she wants me to do is be on my ass and leave you, she just attacked you. Told me I made the wrong decision, that I fucked up. That you aren’t good enough for me, and I just got upset, to know she hasn’t changed. I told her that whatever you don’t agree but I am happy, I am going to be a wife, she can’t accept that. She is lonely as shit too, I know she is because she has been passed around the industry, it kills her I am not in that position. She can’t stand you, so yeah. It just hurt Oakley, that is all and then everything with Saint, like to see him. To know, like everything he did came back to me, and I just hated it, everything he did. I just wasn’t ready to see him because you know, it wasn’t nice and he is another reason why I couldn’t trust other men when I tried, and mind you I grew up with him.”

I sniffled “Oakley leave it” he just got up “please don’t do this” I got up from the chair, but I was stopped by a tug on my dress from the chair, turning to check but my dress was ok from the back “Oakley!” I shouted, rushing back into the party. I don’t want him to do anything, I can just see him, and he is walking straight to the Kardashian family, Saint and his brother are both there, he is crazy. I am running in heels; this is a big deal for me for him to not hit him but it was too late he already hit Saint, it was so out of nowhere that Saint did fall back, the music and the talking instantly just stopped and Psalm swung at Oakley but he missed, oh he is mad “Oakley leave it” I managed to get to him but they fighting now, Saint was going to go to Oakley from behind as he and his brother both fought and I was just going to go but I got pushed back and my dad just punched him out of nowhere, my eyes bulged out “bro, hey. Hey, stop! Fuck, just stop” Damson broke them up “I don’t even know what happened, but I know he spoke to you. Kim, deal with your shit, I told you about this” my dad pointed “come, Oakley come. Fucking leave him” my dad wrapped his arm around  me “who allows a fucking guy that abused a girl in this place, man fuck y’all” Herb spat “Hollywood on some fucking shit, niece you good” I nodded my head “I told Ti to tell you” my dad said “it’s ok” I sobbed out, I feel like a little girl all over again in my dad’ arms, he is always there for me “make sure he comes, Herb go” my dad said to him “I didn’t need to know shit, I knew we was just fighting” my dad is funny “always count on you dad” I grinned “always baby, I just seen Oakley swinging and I was like oh we swinging too” looking up at my dad “this old man can beat a nigga up on any time, for my kids you know” my dad kicked a chair closer “sit down” as I sat down Oakley is walking over “that was some shit over there, you bringing that London shit over here” my dad laughed “yeah I know, you good yeah?” Oakley came straight to me “yeah, he get you a little didn’t he” Oakley shrugged “It’s nothing, people may forget but we don’t it’s ok” I didn’t want all this.

I have never seen Tianna so confused, she is walking towards us so confused “I went to the toilet and what happened?” she asked “Rylee?” she said in shock “my son in law made me happy that is what” my dad is so happy, like I didn’t want him to fight but my dad wanted that, he saw it “what do you mean?” she said “Saint spoke to me and I just felt off, it wasn’t nice and then I told him, then he acts like my dad and went to fight him. I just wasn’t ready to see that or even speak to North” I shrugged “I am so sorry” she apologised “I felt like if I told you about it you may not have come” I frowned “but it put me in this situation, it’s fine. It’s life, I am ok though, but he affected me more then her words anyways” Tianna hugged him “I feel so bad, I didn’t know any of this happened. I just literally redone some of my makeup and then I come out and see Kim walking by saying that family and I was confused, I am so sorry” she apologised “it’s fine. I am sorry, ruining the event” she shushed me “no I am to blame, just so sorry” she moved back from the hug but then again I cried “no, I am sorry” Tianna crouched down “just everything, the whole thing. When we had sex, everything that all came back to me. He wasn’t nice, and he proved what I was scared of. A crazy man like that” Ti held my hand “yes I understand that men can be scary, I know too. I dealt with Taylen, it’s hard but we are happy now, you have a good guy that loves you, they are sad and bitter. I am sorry” nodding my head “Lee, you want to get your makeup redone” he is so unintentionally funny, and he doesn’t even do it on purpose, he is genuine with it “that bad?” I said to him “nah, it’s fine. But I can help” I shook my head smiling “I will help her, it’s ok” my sister said “you and my makeup” I said to him, Oakley chuckled “stops you crying init” he is so annoying.

Smiling at my dad as I made my way back to the gang “my first born is smiling, that makes me happy you good now?” my dad hugged me “yes I am, I am ok. I just didn’t want the drama either” I laughed out “stop it dad” he is squeezing me so tight “I love my eldest so much, I just want you happy. Also Oakley did me happy, we had weed together” my dad moved back “oh god” Oakley is dancing so I know he is high “well it’s made him loosen up a little more but yeah, I think really. Damson is the positive he needed, like he has been so happy to be here and he’s never happy to come, he dislikes LA and being here, he wants to be home, but I think he’s ok now” my dad smirked “you and mom doing a house swap” I scoffed “you know mom and you can stay away from my forever home, don’t you dare put that thought in her mind. I do not want to do that, no thanks. Why do you want to come to London anyways?” I frowned “good vibes really, she just feels the same as you really, I think she fell in love with your home and the whole area it’s placed in. I have never been to that area and it’s nice, and the fact your home is just so hidden, it’s like a hidden gem. You know like it’s been a battle to make him do things, I think the battle is over for you really, like yeah you have the odd times, but he isn’t the same guy I met, and I know him well enough, he a different man so congratulations” I giggled “is it subtle?” my dad nodded his head “you tweaked him” we both laughed “tweaked him, stop it” he is silly at times.

Eating cereal at the breakfast bar at my house at five in the morning isn’t the ending I assumed, I thought I would be maybe getting dicked down but really everyone is asleep, and I am awake, like I assumed we would be coming in from the party half assed but really it was the opposite, maybe we are getting old or maybe what happened threw us all off but whatever happened wasn’t the ending I thought, I just couldn’t sleep really. I thought some cereal and some home comfort will put me to sleep, I am sad. I am somewhat still thinking about seeing Saint, like he really did that to me and it’s upset me really, I didn’t need to see him but I shouldn’t be upset because look at where I am now, the point I am at “the bedroom was a little quiet, didn’t hear you” looking up from the cereal bowl “oh” Oakley is awake “so you do actually miss me in bed? This further proves my point” I grinned “I suppose, why are you here?” he pointed, he is half asleep “I am coming back up, just hungry and thinking” he sat down across from me squinting his eyes from the lights that are on “about?” I shrugged “things, how about we go back to sleep. I was just hungry” I lied; I didn’t want to really tell the truth so he can be mad at the situation “eat it first” he grumbled “you want me back in bed?” he nodded his head; he is so cute “you know I was thinking” I wonder what idea he has now “that we move in together, well I move back in” I cooed out “you ready to deal with me” he nodded his head “also your dad been saying that we need to get married” he chuckled “oh has he, come let’s go to bed” look at him wanting us to go bed “but also I enjoy your company” I snorted laughing “oh you just realised that now? I don’t know how to feel about that, you’re so stupid. Come” he is half asleep “nah for real, I want us to live together” waving him over “and what did I say? That is fine” he is still high I think “come” holding his hand.

I really hate living out of suitcases, but I don’t want to unpack it all for it to go back in, I am only here for a week at most so I don’t want to unpack, I miss my home a little really. Hearing a knock on the bedroom door, kicking the suitcase close, I can’t even be bothered at this point, I will live in Oakley clothes since he has scattered everything everywhere. Making my way to the bedroom door, he is still asleep, that sex took him out then. Opening the door “just me” my sister laughed “I didn’t want to walk in because like, I assume he is in here. Feels so weird to not just walk in though” it made me laugh “it also feels weird, but you never know, what’s up?” I asked “I just wanted to know if you’re ok, after everything and really explain myself I feel bad” letting out an oh, looking over at Oakley, he is asleep still really and won’t wake up “come in, he is asleep and fully covered, I am trying to find an outfit so come” waving her in “don’t worry, you won’t see anything” I laughed, she is so unsure of coming in “this feel so adult like, I miss those moments to just walk in. Awww is he even alive?” she asked “he doesn’t snore, I think I do you know. I am not sure, but he doesn’t. He is so quiet, I have to check if he is alive” Ti laughed out “oh you want to have a beach day, we are going well I also wanted to ask if we can take Aziel” I cooed out “that is cute, who is we?” turning to her “me, Damson. Our little siblings, and Aziel. While he is here, it’s actually Damson idea, what you think?” that is cute “yeah why not, not like London has that so yeah we will come, it’s been a while since I have been in a bikini you know” she has a point “come to think of it, do I have a one packed” my sister rolled her eyes “just borrow mine” I wanted her to say that.

“But yeah I am so sorry about yesterday Rylee, I knew she was coming and him, but I just didn’t think things would come to blow. My own selfish way I wanted you to come, it’s a big moment in my acting career and I wanted you there, but I should have said” nodding my head slowly “it’s fine, just seeing Saint bought back memories I didn’t want to remember so like yeah, and then with North, yeah I cried. Because I know how close we were and to see and hear her be the same, it hurt because really, if she came at me with sense. I would love that, but it was just so bittersweet. But like thinking about it, I got you so why do I care about her. North would come between us too, but I am so happy you and I are at this point in life, minus Lillian, somewhat Halle but that is on edge of being dead because of the whole thing. You really are my best friend” Tianna smiled at me “you’re my only friend Rylee, I mean yeah like you said we have peers but this” I chuckled “shit” looking at the door “hey, don’t worry Oakley. I didn’t see anything” Tianna laughed which made me laugh “I ain’t know, Lee I need boxers” rolling my eyes “ok, I will get then. You need it now?” I asked “I will have a shower” I grinned “ok, I will have it done by then. Ti will be gone by then; I don’t think she wants to see something unseasoned” I spat “that is rude” I sniggered “he’s woke up moody now” rolling my eyes “men are weird” she is right they are.

My mom is always plotting, the fact she got some paparazzi person to photograph us but he is out of the way, we can’t really see him on the beach but we are made of aware of his presence “who would have thought we would have found men that like each other” Tianna said as she sat down at the side of me “Emi, you can’t play with the boys, they are too rough. My son wants to drown you, come sit down” Tianna had to go and get her “poor girl” Tianna laugh “they mean” she said “I know, stay here. Aziel is rude but yeah, it’s cute. And with our brothers too, they play too rough though, I was concerned for her” Emi stood up “where you going?” I asked “drink” the boys are just a mess, they forget about Emi “you think it’s love with you and Damson?” I asked her straight up “I don’t want to say that too quickly but there is a lot of care there” I cooed out “that is cute really, then it will progress. He seems so content, like he was made for the family. I am shocked you’re not pregnant with the way you are both at it” Tianna yelped out “no we made a decision, and we said give it time. Move in together in LA and just take it slow, and I want that but yeah. I want to make him a dad so bad, he is so good with Aziel, seeing him with him my ovaries” I want her too really “do it, make him a dad, like Aziel is going to be six, he can’t be the only one” Ti side eyed me “maybe Imani” I gagged “I want Juke out so bad!” that can never happen.

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[realmackross]

PARTIES: @arustysnake, @realmackross TIMING: Around 12 AM, September 10th. SUMMARY: Oliver decides to go for a late night grocery run. Unfortunately for him, the only other customer currently shopping is a very, very hungry Mackenzie. WARNINGS: Unsanitary tw, gore tw, vomit mention tw (nothing actually happens, but there is a mention of it), murder mention tw (rip kim k.) PREVIOUS THREADS: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - Current.

Soft jazz rang out over the speakers as the doors slid open to an empty grocery store aside from a stoner kid who definitely didn’t want to be working. The fluorescent lights made everything brighter than it needed to be and almost hurt the shambling zombie's eyes as she entered the building with little effort. There had been no set goal on Mackenzie’s journey of wreaking havoc and consuming whatever was in her path. She just needed to feed and that was it.

Making her way down the aisles aimlessly bumping into things and knocking them off the shelves had caused a mess, but the kid up front had been lost in his own world listening to heavy metal not paying a bit of attention. The one thing that seemed to piss Mackenize off though was a cardboard cutout of Kim Kardashian that seemed to have gotten in her way. Growling with frustration, the zombie leaned forward and bit into the face of the smiling figure only to spit out the paper person in disgust with no sustenance to be found. And instead of waiting for Kim to fight back, she pushed the cutout down and walked over her, resuming her journey through the store.

—

How. How. Had he run out of… so much. Ollie had tried to write an actual list - his phone hadn’t charged, of course; the outlets were just that unpredictable, such a fun guessing game - before heading out, bleary-eyed. It was way too late for anyone to be walking around, nevermind along Worm Row. Even the locals didn’t wander at this hour. But he was, for some reason, too hungry to care. That’s what he’d been, the last few days. Hungry. He hadn’t quite placed it, at first, somehow; hard to, maybe, among all the other pinches and pangs he’d caught sleeping on a beat up mattress, on the floor, when he wasn’t tearing apart that old house from timbers to tiles. But tonight, sleepless and losing the argument with himself as to how tired he was, how he really ought to just be able to pass out and rest, please, he’d attempted to midnight snack himself to sleep. And found the fridge… weirdly bare. 

So. Fine. Problem-solving. That’s what he was doing, standing, in an absolute daze, in the tiny dairy etc. aisle, wondering why there were no more eggs. Scuffing a hand over his 2AM shadow, Ollie - found the eggs. In his basket. The last three dozen in the store. Apparently. God. Shambling on to… whatever was next, he rocked to a stop. There was a, some sort of - noise? Not the elevator-grade ambience fizzing on the speakers. Like… 

Cardboard, tearing? An art room noise. And growling? Not, typically, an art room noise. The cardboard that slapped to the floor several aisle-ends ahead. The growling - followed. Dredging up, it seemed, out of the chest of a woman who could, genuinely, horribly, be called cadaverous. White-knuckled, staring, Ollie froze. In the freezer section. He just - he couldn’t move. Something, low down in the back of his ringing skull, seemed very, very sure that was the best thing to do; Ollie couldn’t have explained the case it made, exactly, but. It was compelling, all the same.

—

The smell of fresh meat had caught Mackenzie’s dull senses and made her mouth water. Stumbling around aisle after aisle, inching closer and closer to what was going to be a tasty snack, she had her sights set on one thing. The meat department. The open cooler full of freshly cut steaks, chicken, and pork looked like a dream come true to an endlessly hungry zombie, and it was easy prey. The hardest part would be getting the tender morsels out of the plastic wrap, which she quickly found to be a challenge.

One by one, she picked up the containers of meat and bit into them, only to be stopped by endless after endless plastic wrap. With each package of meat she couldn’t open up, Mack’s frustration grew, and the harder she threw down the steaks, chicken, and pork onto the floor. The meat was piling up, but finally with enough anger and the one cell that seemed to be functioning in her brain, she managed to open up a package.

Pulling the large roast out of the plastic wrap and off the foam tray, Mackenzie bit into the meat and started gnawing on it. It was juicy, but not as tender as she had anticipated. Still it tasted like satisfaction, and she longed for more. With one successful snack obtained, she managed to pull off the next piece of plastic shrink-wrapped around a $22 t-bone steak. Her absolute favorite. And without any hesitation, began chewing on the red meat until she was cleaning the bone. 

—

The, well, meaty smack of tray after slightly gnawed tray hitting the tiles was only getting louder. And with it, some of the downright animal terror that’d wired Ollie in place started to snap, a strand at a time. His hand flickered to his back pocket, which was - empty. Shit. Because, right, his phone might be charging, blocks away. Couldn’t get an ambulance. Which… that’s what he should do, right? There had to be something wrong. 

So wrong. The plasticky squeak-rip of the wrapper peeling off a blood-swollen hunk of beef ran down his spine. Not like nails on a chalkboard; like nails, on skin. Those nails Willa had left thrown around in the cellar, rust-crusted, scraping before they gashed. He’d managed to slither a half-step back, soundlessly. Still staring, wide-eyed. Now, now she was just - eating it. Obviously. What else would she have been trying to do, besides tear into a raw, seeping, cooler-cold roast? Just. With her teeth. Obviously.

(He should move. Quick as that petrified, sensible skitter crawling up and down his spine. But she was just - she wasn’t well, to say the fucking least. And besides that checked-out clerk, there was nobody else around to do anything. And, and if everything Willa’d told him was true, which it wasn’t, and being something wrong got his mom murdered, which it hadn’t, then…)

“Can I help you?” He rasped, words forming faster, at this god awful hour, than the better judgment that would’ve definitely stopped them cold. “Is there anything you could… use a hand with?” Ollie tried again, wincing as those teeth tore at a waxy clump of gristle and crunched it down. “Anybody we could call?” At the desk. Which seemed so, so far away; he craned his neck a little, risking a quick glance towards the till, way down the aisles. 

—

Mackenzie continued to rip and gnaw. Chew and snack. Blood ran down her chin from the deep bites she was consistently taking from package after package of meat, now that she was able to actually open them up. That also meant that the meat on the floor would be next. It was a smorgasbord of delicious cuts. Organic meat. Cheap meat. Even vegan meat - that she didn’t like too well, and upon first bite, flung it halfway across the store. She had sausages, roasts, and steaks. Pigs feet, tripe, liver. You named it, and she ate it as quickly as she could get her hands on it. Yes, Mackenzie was in pure meaty bliss, until…

The quivering voice drew her attention away from her feast. And looking up at him slowly, mid-bite and still chewing, her glazed eyes grew wide and a breathy, demented gasping noise left her mouth; a current bite of meat dropping to the floor with a string of drool to follow. The already cut and prepackaged meal was tasty, but there was nothing like a fresh and very alive human.

Dropping what was currently in her grimey little hands, Mack slowly started moving forward with arms outstretched - cute dead grabby hands coming his way. Her eyes, though hollow and a milky white color, looked like an adorable and curious baby animal longing to explore what was right in front of it. But the bared teeth and growling said otherwise.

—

He absolutely could not help them at all. 

Ollie knew that, now, should’ve known, but. If he was lucky, he’d be out of here and behind every deadbolt on the O’Rourke door very, very soon, and then, only then, he could tear himself all the new ones his currently jackhammering heart desired. So long as whatever the hell all this was didn’t tear him a few first. 

Those eyes. He’d seen eyes like those before - on the rotting corpse of a deer he’d slipped and stumbled through on Lyssa’s Peak, years and years ago. Gauzy, bleak marble-eyes, staring out of a withering head, over black lips curled to bare baby-white teeth. It was hardly more than a fawn, its moldering fur still spotted under squirming clusters of hungry worms; he’d been hardly more than ten, skinned from the wild, gravelly fall. And heaving, nearly elbow-deep in its stinking, empty-sackish gut, where his hand had burst through as he finally skidded to a stop at the bottom of the hill. His fingers had torn away slimy, the juices of the thing gone thick and dark. Ollie hadn’t made a sound, then. Not until he scrambled back to the top of the fucking hill, and threw up - again, somehow - so hard he couldn’t help crying. And crying, God, red-hot with the mortification of it all. He didn’t say a word when he got home. Couldn’t. Never have been allowed outside again, probably ever. 

None of that was the fawn’s fault. Obviously. Maybe it wasn’t hers, either. But Ollie was dead-silent, again,  - dead, she looked fucking dead - besides the smash of those cartons of eggs and everything else he had in his basket shattering across the floor as he dropped it all, lurched backwards, and ran.

—

Mackenzie had her sights now set on one thing and that was the man that had currently turned and ran from her. What was it with people and running from her? If she could express herself in any way, she’d probably have let out a heavy sigh of frustration - comical at best, as if to say, here we go again. Why did she always have to work for her meals? The best thing she had come across had been the deer carcass on the road, before she had faced a man who was determined to saw her head off with a dull blade. It was just getting ridiculous at this point, but nevertheless, the power of the Flats drove her forward with a determination like no other. She just lacked the speed and coordination sometimes.

Much like an episode of Scooby Doo, Mackenzie made it a point to weave in and out of every aisle with her dirty, blood and glitter covered hands trying to grab anything that she could eat, mostly the only man in the store running from her; all while the kid at the front still had no clue that his store was being trashed to a heavy metal soundtrack that only played through his earbuds. Instead, they got the soft, but inspired jazz solo that rang out through the entirety of the store while boxes and jars crashed and broke with each wobbly bump into the shelves that the hungry zombie had made.

Finally, as if Lady Luck was on her cold, dead side, Mackenzie caught up to her prey and with a tight forceful grip, yanked him back and laid her blood stained veneers into his shoulder as hard as she could. Growling and yanking back, she tugged until his shirt ripped and she had managed to pull out a chunk of fresh flesh from his body. The warm and tender meat had tasted so much better than the store bought cuts laying in a messy, bloody pile on the floor in the back of the store, and she knew she had to have more. She wasn’t going to let him get away this time!

—

How loud was whatever the hell that kid at the front was listening to? He’d yelled, hadn’t he? Shouted - something? Couldn’t say. Ollie’s world had closed into the glare of the fluorescents, the scatter of swept shelves, his own bolting sprint, and the wet-mouthed snarl rattling down the nape of his neck, it seemed. It was. A freakishly strong hand smashed the air out of his lungs, slamming against the back of his ribs and tearing at a fistful of his flannel. His sneakers skidded, his arms flailed, he caught hold of a shelf. A hold he lost to the hard, hungry grip of whatever that lady was. 

(Sick. Strung out. Something.) 

And then - then he was in those teeth, shearing at wiry muscle and grating along bone and he was silent, still, fighting to get that lost breath back. Fighting with a rip and roll that left her with a mouthful, a mouth, full, of his shoulder, and a bundle of camping aisle firewood in his clenched-tight fingers, the zap strap digging in deep. Until it snapped. Because he’d hit her with it, blindly, wildly. Just slung the stack back and around as hard as he could, stomach churning, the smell of his own blood and the whole goddamn meat department and who knew what else she’d been eating roiling down the back of his throat. Fingers sticky - bloody? Bloody - on that barely-held-together firewood, Ollie staggered down the aisle, panting, staring. He’d hit her.

Hard enough? 

She’d been eating him.

—

Mackenzie wanted more. She needed more. Oh how she needed more of his sweet, sweet flesh. But when she went in for a second nibble she felt something hard smack her upside the head. Hard enough that she’d faltered. Hard enough to send her backwards and to the ground as splintered wood stuck out of her face leaving her wounded and panting loudly. But just like before, when the man with the knife had knocked her to the ground, she rolled around clumsily trying to find her footing. This time slipping on the blood that had dripped to the floor from her meal that was now fleeing away from her yet again. But she couldn’t find a way up, and instead, her one brain cell told her to crawl.

Pulling forward through the muck on the floor; scattered firewood, glass, and random bits of flesh and other bits and bobbles, Mackenzie used her arms to guide her towards the front. She hadn’t seen where her wounded walking nuggie had gone, but it didn’t matter. The moment was ruined. The meat in the back hadn’t even satisfied her craving anymore. No, she wanted fresh meat. And not some scrawny kid that looked like a twig with arms and a head.

—

She was still going. Even with a face full of splinters and bones that weren’t put together quite so neatly as they used to be. The tattered plastic just-holding that firewood together tore completely apart as Ollie turned away from the horrible sight of her, reaching, dragging. He stumbled around the scattered pine, but didn’t stop. Not for anything, Jesus. Until he was passing the cash register, swerving across the counter to sweep a bloody, shuddering hand right in the way of that neckbearded clerk. 

Who didn’t so much as take his goddamn airpods out as he blinked, slowly. And stepped back, holding the broom he’d been air-guitaring across. Hadn’t noticed a thing. Couldn’t. At this hour. In Worm Row. In Wicked’s Rest. Like there was nothing, at all, to be scared of. 

Ollie, wide-eyed, head light and hollow besides the roiling, animal panic bursting away like a crate of Roman candles, simply stared back for a moment. And shook, and dripped blood on the countertop ,and the floor, his shirt reefed apart, his shoulder gnawed open. “Dude,” the twentysomething scowled. At the mess, spattered all over the candy bars and gum, the fliers. Ollie might’ve had something - a lot of something, a hell of a lot - to say, like sorry, or run, or what the fuck!, or help, if he weren’t desperately trying not to puke, grey-faced. And if he hadn’t heard another of those growls. The clerk’s head had swiveled with his, at least; Ollie didn’t stick around to see what the guy made of whatever the hell he’d been missing. The door, streaked with red, screeched open as he tore through, and slammed shut, far behind him. Not far enough, though. Not yet. 

—

Mackenzie slowly pulled herself towards the front, but it was a much longer trek than just shambling along. The blood trail had led her back to the entrance of the store where the confused and wide-eyed kid stood dumbfounded; his eyes shifting to her as she made her way along. Not paying any attention to him, she finally found her footing again and shambled out into the cool night air. Eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness after the bright fluorescents had taken over her hazy view, the zombie felt her stomach rumble at the longing for another hardy meal.

Mackenzie held her head up and looked towards the sky, not really looking at anything in particular, but soaking in the warmth of the hold of the Flats that already felt like it was slipping by the pain from the pieces of firewood lodged in her face. And with a breathy hiss, she turned right and resumed her walk through the dark hoping she’d at least find something worth munching on that was more pleasurable and held still long enough for her to fully consume it. Maybe then, the pain that was oddly causing her face to throb, would dissipate and she could get back to hunting more substantial meals.

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