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gleamingyu · 10 months

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hits different.

part I of the midnights series. inspired by taylor swift’s midnights. part II

pairing: music-producer!seungcheol x lawyer!fem!reader [exes-to-lovers]

genre: romance. slight angst. drama.

warnings: she/her pronouns for reader (but no specific physical characteristics). mentions of a pretty rough breakup. slight angst. some light cursing. mentions of death (jokingly though). terrible knowledge of law stuff (thank my brief interest in htgawm). yearning. loads of miscommunication. slow burn. cheol & reader are both stubborn. mentions of drinking. alternating povs. lower caps intended [if there’s anything i missed, please let me know!]

word count: 4.7k

notes: this is the first part of a new series i thought of! this is also my first time writing (or more like, finishing writing) something, so please be kind! any comments, reblogs or likes are welcome. and thank you to whoever decides to give this a chance :)

summary: still recovering from a not-so-fresh breakup, seungcheol leans on his friends to get back on his feet. it turns out to be much easier said than done, especially when his record label recruits the help of a law firm to deal with a recent scandal, which just so happens to be the same firm his ex works at. just his luck.

if anyone could see the scene in front of mingyu, they’d be severely concerned, much like he is at this very moment.

seungcheol is quite literally buried under a pile of blankets on his bed, the only visible part of his body a tuft of his dark brown hair. the floor of his bedroom is covered in clothes and empty food containers, and the air feels so stale and hot, it’s taking everything in mingyu not to gag. there is no light coming into the room except from the lightbulb shining in the hallway where mingyu is standing, and… is that… phoebe bridgers he can hear playing from somewhere?

mingyu glances down at his feet where kkuma, seungcheol’s devoted dog – and only girl who’s ever truly loved him, according to him – is sitting staring right back at him, a look on her fluffy face that mingyu swears looks just as depressed as her dad.

“this is way worse than i thought,” mingyu sighs, finally stepping into the bedroom. “okay, enough of this!”

mingyu grabs the blankets on the bed and pulls them away, revealing a very aggravated seungcheol. “what the hell are you doing?!”

“i’m not sure yet, because this,” mingyu gestures around the room, “is a lot. but it starts with you getting your ass out of bed and into the shower. immediately. this place smells like there’s a corpse somewhere in here.”

“yeah, it’s me. i’m the corpse. or i wish i was, because that would mean i’ve finally died,” seungcheol groans, turning away from mingyu and effectively shoving his face into the bed.

mingyu sighs, turning around to start collecting some of the dirty clothes on the floor. he finds himself regretting not calling jeonghan or joshua to come with him, because seungcheol might have been more easily persuaded to stop moping with them around. the reality is, they all thought seungcheol was doing better; he was back on his grind at work, finishing several albums he had been producing for, he was making progress in his jiu-jitsu classes, and he even joined the rest of the guys on their trip to australia last month, with minimal persuasion from his friends.

looking at the shell of a man laying on the bed in front of him, mingyu realizes he should’ve asked. he should’ve asked his friend how he was really doing, what he was feeling, what he could actually do to help him move past this.

better late than never.

“listen,” mingyu starts, going to sit on the edge of seungcheol’s bed but reconsidering. who knows when he last changed these. “i’m sorry if we haven’t really been there for you. i know a thing or two about breakups and heartbreak, so i guess i should’ve figured you weren’t alright, not like you said you were. you don’t have to keep all you’re feeling locked up. you can talk to us.”

seungcheol’s head moves slightly to the side, peeking at mingyu from the corner of his eye. he sighs, and turns on his back. mingyu tries not to cringe at seungcheol’s sullen face, his eyes red and still wet, as if he was still crying when mingyu arrived at his apartment.

“don’t beat yourself up, gyu. believe it or not, i was actually doing better. but a few days ago, i … i was cleaning around the closet by the entrance and …” he pauses, and mingyu thinks he might burst into tears. seungcheol breathes in however, closes his eyes, and continues. “i found one of her old hats. you know, the yellow crochet bucket hat she always used to wear in the summer? i bought it for her birthday when we had just started dating and … i don’t know, i just broke down. it hit me again that we’re over. like really.”

you and seungcheol broke up … four, five months ago? seungcheol shakes his head, he feels like time hasn’t passed the same since. days pass him by where he just goes over and over your last conversation – which was more of a fight, really – and he always ends up regretting everything he said that day. regrets resenting you for always working late, for never asking him to accompany you to firm events… regrets accusing you of some unspeakable things.

looking back, he can’t believe how big of an idiot he was. no wonder you left and didn’t even bother to come back to get your things. you left everything behind, all your clothes that still smelled of the lavender detergent you used to buy, your makeup haphazardly thrown into one of the bathroom drawers, the cooking books you always bought “for inspiration” but never, ever actually opened… and the yellow bucket hat you got from seungcheol for the first birthday you spent together. seungcheol had left everything where it was, a tiny part of him hoping you two would work this out somehow. but weeks went by with no word from you, and when he had tried reaching you, he came to the grave conclusion that you had blocked him on all platforms, cut him off from your life like a dead limb. back then he thought he deserved it. he still does.

“i’m sorry, hyung. i really am,” mingyu shakes seungcheol from his reverie, reaching a hand to pet his shoulder. a beat passes between them. “have you tried… calling her again since?”

“no. i don’t know what good it would do,” seungcheol sighs. “even if she answered, i doubt all the apologies i could offer would fix anything. i said some pretty fucked up shit.”

“yeah, i know. if you remember, i was there the next day ripping you a new one,” mingyu teases, desperately trying to cheer up his friend somehow. he swears he can see seungcheol’s lips twitch a bit. “but who knows… now that you both had some time to yourselves, you might actually be able to overcome this calmly. and if… if it doesn’t work out in the end, at least you’ll both have some closure.”

closure. that’s a funny word, because seungcheol wants the furthest thing from closure. he wants you back in his bed and your arms around him, he wants your indie artists he’s never heard of playing around the apartment in the morning, he wants your laugh echoing in the halls. he wants you.

he knows that the only way this ending could even be a possibility would be if he actually took mingyu’s advice and called you up, but another part of him is terrified of the other possibility: the one where you pick up and tell him to go to hell and fuck himself and never call you again or show his face around you. so for now, seungcheol opts for a third option: emotional limbo, with a side of trying-to-move-on.

he gets up from the bed and asks mingyu if he could help him straighten out the place. mingyu, bless his sweet heart, of course says yes and gets to work after sending seungcheol to clean himself up. just as he’s about to close the bathroom door, he hears mingyu’s exasperated voice.

“oh, for the love of god, where is that god-awful music coming from?!”

seungcheol can’t remember the last time he laughed so heartily.

the bar you find yourself in is bustling with people, laughter and cheerful conversations filling the space. you’re only half listening to whatever topic your two best friends, yunjin and chaeyoung, are discussing – something about “that bitch” in yunjin’s department at work that’s been giving her a hard time – instead reveling in the pleasant buzz of the champagne you’re nursing.

it had been a while since you were able to enjoy a nice evening with your girls. the past few months had been filled with endless meetings, client-induced headaches and sleepless nights, but thankfully, today you had managed to finally strike a deal for one of the firm’s most important clients (to be read as filthy rich), which you had been working towards all these months. naturally, upon hearing the news, chaeyoung and yunjin had begged you to join them at a bar in the city, “to celebrate your newfound freedom.”

you splurged on a bottle of champagne for the three of you and decided that tonight, you were going to have fun. you were going to relax, enjoy some drink, and catch up with your friends who you hadn’t seen in weeks.

and you will not, under any circumstances, bring up seungcheol.

you like to believe that in the last two months you had gotten better at shutting out any thought of your ex-boyfriend. in the days – more like weeks, if you were to ask chaeyoung and yunjin – following the ugly breakup, you were quite the literal mess. finding yourself alone and with nowhere to go, considering you had left the apartment you shared with seungcheol with nothing but your work stuff (how on-brand for you), it wasn’t surprising that your mental and emotional health had taken a massive hit. thankfully, at the insistence of yunjin, you agreed to crash at her place while you put yourself back together and took time off from work – something you had never done before.

to the surprise of your friends, it only took you two weeks to go back to work and start looking for your own place. two weeks after that, you were moving into a new apartment and claimed that you were feeling much better since the breakup. or at least starting to. chaeyoung and yunjin didn’t want to argue with you on this – even thought they 100% believed the front you were putting up was a load of crap – but in the end, they didn’t even have to, because the first time you went out with them again since the breakup, you had your first meltdown.

but was it really your fault that the man sitting two seats down the bar from you had ordered whiskey neat, just like seungcheol always used to? and was it really your fault that he was wearing a maroon leather jacket similar to the one seungcheol always used to wear in the fall, which you absolutely adored?

could they really blame you for bursting into tears right then and there and wailing about how much of a jerk seungcheol was for never understanding your dedication to your work? how much of a hypocrite he was for expecting you to just dip from the office when he suddenly had some free time, when he had never done so for you?

that night, chaeyoung and yunjin quite literally dragged you back to chaeyoung’s place and held you while you cried yourself to sleep, and in the morning, when you had embarrassingly admitted that “no, you weren’t really doing fine,” they held you again and offered soft-spoken words of support, opting to keep the classic we told you so in their thoughts.

four months passed since that incident and now, you could confidently say that you were truly feeling better. you weren’t quite over seungcheol per se; there were nights when you still thought about the smell of vanilla that filled the room whenever he was fresh out of a shower, the way he always got so giggly when you brought home a tray of cherries… yeah, you still found yourself missing him terribly sometimes. but the more time passed, you realized that seungcheol hadn’t tried reaching you at all in the months since the breakup, and so you thought he might be moving on as well.

it is true you had blocked him on all social platforms for weeks after you stormed out of your place. but on a particularly bad day, when all you did was cry and cry and cry after him, the thought of calling him up and asking him to go back to how things were crossed your mind, and you unblocked his number. unfortunately, your pride had set itself in your way, convincing you that it was seungcheol that needed to make the first step, considering he was the one who quite literally cornered you into a fight. so you didn’t call and instead prayed to whatever forces exist in the universe, that seungcheol would try your number again.

he never did.

“soooo, cheers to the lady of the hour! finally free from the clutches of corporate law!” yunjin cheered, clinking her glass against yours and knocking you out of your reverie.

damn it, seungcheol, i said i would not think of you tonight!

“yes, cheers!” chaeyoung joined in. “how do you feel? are you going to get a big ass bonus for the amount of time you put into this asshole?”

chaeyoung was probably right, you probably did deserve a huge ass bonus for the deal you pulled for the client you were handling. when you were in law school, you had never imagined yourself working for sleazy, corporate pigs who behaved like none of their actions would bite them in the ass eventually, and expecting others – like yourself – to clean up after them. but, as your boss grimly explained to you the day you had complained about your client, everybody has to start somewhere. “and junior partners don’t get to choose cases, sweetheart.”

life at the firm wasn’t always terrible. you were lucky enough to be part of an amazing team, and the firm worked with plenty of influential and big personalities, so you almost never had to worry about your income. but sometimes, some of the people you were asked to represent brought you to the brink of just quitting your job altogether.

“i just feel relieved,” you say. “if i had to hear the incessant whining and nagging of that idiot for one more day, i might have gone insane!”

“well, thank god you’re a stellar lawyer and managed to get rid of him,” yunjin teases, taking a sip of her drink. “do you already have anything else lined up?”

“god, no! i have a few days off just to take care of paperwork, maybe help out some of my colleagues around the office… but nothing big for now, thankfully.”

“oh, that’s amazing! which reminds me, this means you can actually join us on that weekend spa trip we were talking about last week,” chaeyoung happily suggests, as she’s already pulling up the website of the spa retreat.

“i guess a spa day would be nice,” you say, looking over at chaeyoung’s phone. you feel your body already going lax at the thought of a hot stone massage.

“oh, that would be so nice!” yunjin pouts. “we haven’t gone on a girls trip in so long! i miss going away, just the three of us… do you guys remember that trip we took to croatia two years ago? that was the best one we ever did, i swear!”

while chaeyoung joins yunjin in reminiscing about all the trips the three of you took over the years, you feel your phone buzzing in the pocket of your dress paints. pulling it out, you see an email notification…

“oh, no…” your voice trails off, reading over the email you had just received.

“what? what’s the matter?” yunjin asks, her conversation with chaeyoung coming to a halt.

“my boss just emailed me. he wants me in the office tomorrow morning. some big case that just came in,” you explain, already feeling a headache coming in.

“but tomorrow’s saturday,” chaeyoung frowns.

“i know… i know.”

when monday rolls around, seungcheol really wished that he had died before mingyu had found him the week before.

the day started normal enough. he woke up at 5 a.m. and took kkuma for a walk in the park near his apartment building, just like every morning. by 8 a.m., he was already set up in his studio inside the PLEDIS building, ready to work on the tracks he was supposed to finish mixing by the end of the week. seungcheol liked the buzz of the label, people from all different departments running around trying to stay on their schedules; it motivated him to also do his part diligently, and reminded him that he was extremely lucky to be doing one of the things he loves most: music.

seungcheol should’ve guessed something was up today the moment the clock struck 11 and jihoon, the other in-house producer of PLEDIS, and one of his oldest friends, hadn’t come by his studio. he and jihoon had known each other since their college days, having met in an audio engineering class they apparently shared, and had been friends for 8 years now. during their last year of college, they were recruited by a record label that was just starting out (which became the PLEDIS of today), and despite all warnings from their families, they decided to take a leap of faith together and join the company. it all worked out for the better, it turned out, as PLEDIS only grew and soon became a household name in the music industry.

as the only producers that have stuck around PLEDIS since the beginning, they developed several… traditions, or rituals over the years, one of which was jihoon’s 11 a.m. coffee run, which they’d spend sharing ideas and notes over each other’s work, and, if jihoon was in a particularly good mood, engage in some office gossip (not that either of them would ever admit it). today, however, jihoon is a no-show and seungcheol can’t help but wonder what his friend is up to.

when he shoots jihoon a quick text, asking if he’s alright, his friend only replies with a “just busy,” and tells seungcheol not to wait up for him at lunch, as he’ll probably be stuck in the studio all day. this doesn’t surprise him that much, seeing as jihoon might be an even bigger workaholic than he is, but he still can’t shake the feeling that something must be up with his friend. he decides that instead of going out for lunch, he’s gonna pick up some takeout and join jihoon in his studio. he wouldn’t be able to rest easy knowing his friend will go a day without eating anything.

once lunch hours begin, seungcheol takes a quick walk two blocks down the street to the restaurant mingyu works in, who’s already waiting for him with the food seungcheol had requested for him and jihoon. on his way back to PLEDIS, he texts jihoon again, just to make sure he’s still in the studio, but there’s no answer, and now seungcheol is seriously starting to get worried. he jogs the rest of the way until he’s back inside the building, and takes the elevator to the 6th floor where jihoon’s studio is stationed.

walking up to the door that reads UNIVERSE FACTORY, he stops in his tracks when he hears more than one voice from the other side of the door. he easily recognizes jihoon’s voice, but the other voices – two other men and a woman – are harder to make out. except… except the woman’s voice is eerily familiar, and without a second thought, seungcheol grips the handle and swings the door open, four pairs of eyes whipping in his direction.

his eyes land on jihoon, who looks like he wishes he was anywhere else in that moment, and then scan the rest of room, recognizing mr. han, their CEO, and… you. it’s you.

seungcheol feels like he’s going to faint. mr. han does not look the least bit happy about seungcheol’s intrusion, and he really wishes the man would slap him just so he can know for sure if he’s dreaming. if you’re surprised to see seungcheol, your face shows no sign of it, and seungcheol can’t help but stare at you. you look so beautiful, so put together; your make-up is soft, almost unnoticeable, your hair pushed behind your ears, and you’re wearing a dark green suit… oh, how he loved you in green.

you were the picture of grace and professionalism and he was… not. he really wishes he hadn’t come to the studio in sweatpants right now.

“mr. choi, what a… surprise,” mr. han exclaims, standing up from his seat, you and the other man – who seungcheol has no idea who he is, but he knows he doesn’t like the way he’s standing so close to you – following suit. “i didn’t know mr. lee was expecting you,” mr. han continues, glancing towards jihoon, who turned red as a tomato.

“i wasn’t, actually,” jihoon squeaks, avoiding both seungcheol and mr. han’s gazes.

“i apologize, i was… i was just bringing jihoon some lunch. i didn’t know there was… a meeting happening,” seungcheol says, looking towards you, and he’s almost thrown back by the way you’re just… staring directly at him.

mr. han sighs, but remembering the situation, he quickly puts on a polite smile as he turns towards you and the other man. “mr. choi is one of our other in-house producers. mr. choi, this is mr. jeon and miss L/N. they’re helping us with some… legal matters.”

so that’s why you were here. and who the other guy was. but what legal matters? and why was jihoon involved? and why didn’t he tell seungcheol?!

before seungcheol can ask more questions, mr. han gestures towards the door he came through and says “now, if you don’t mind, you can come back in a few minutes, mr. choi. we’ll be done soon.”

soon. soon, his ass!

seungcheol had been pacing the hallway outside jihoon’s studio for the past 20 minutes (he checked, he wasn’t exaggerating!), trying very hard not to eavesdrop through the door, and thinking of every possible reason why jihoon would need legal help and why you would be here.

jihoon was definitely in some kind of trouble. for the CEO to be involved as well, it for sure must be something that could affect the whole label. seungcheol just can’t understand why jihoon wouldn’t tell him if he had any kind of problem. they were colleagues, but most importantly, they were friends. he would’ve dropped everything to come to his aid.

now, when it comes to you… seungcheol knows you’re a lawyer, obviously he does. he met you when you were halfway through law school, and he was there for every failed and aced exam, for your graduation (he was so proud of you that day, it was the first time you’d ever seen him cry), for every measly job you had before finally securing the one you currently held at one of the top firms in the city. he also knows you’re a damn good lawyer, seeing how hard you work and how dedicated you are. he supposes it’s not surprising you were chosen to represent jihoon in whatever mess he got himself in.

he feels bad now that he remembers how he held these things above your head during your last fight. how you were working late so often, how you never asked him to join you at office parties, despite how eager you always were to go out with your coworkers for drinks, how you always asked him to wait for you outside the office building, as if you didn’t want people to know you had a partner...

he knows that both of you were to blame for how things went down between you, but since he started the argument in the first place, he thinks he could’ve brought all this up in a better way, at a better time.

his thoughts are interrupted when the door to jihoon’s studio opens again, and he finds himself regretting waiting in the hallway because now he has to face you again and he’s not ready and he doesn’t know what to say and he still looks like a hobo and –

“mr. choi!”

he looks up to see who he imagines is your colleague – mr. jeon – step towards him, as you and mr. han step out after him, discussing something. you glance once towards seungcheol before turning back to the conversation, and seungcheol feels his heart clench.

“mr. jeon, i’m sorry once again for interrupting your meeting,” seungcheol says, extending his hand to shake mr. jeon’s.

“don’t worry, no harm done at all. i’m actually glad you stuck around, because i had something to ask you. seeing as you and mr. lee are close, would you be available for a short talk with us, sometime in the next days? we’ll have to build a strong case for mr. lee and, well, some insight from his colleagues would be very helpful,” mr. jeon explains, fixing the thin-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

seungcheol is taken aback by the man’s soft tone. his sharp eyes and cold look on his face made him look pretty intimidating, but his voice is the complete opposite, putting seungcheol weirdly at ease.

“o-of course, anything for jihoon,” seungcheol quickly replies. “can i ask, though, what exactly does he need help with?”

“plagiarism.”

“PLAGIARISM?!”

“you’re being sued. for plagiarism.”

“yes.”

“and you just found out last friday.”

“yes.”

“last friday when we all went out for barbeque and you didn’t even think to mention it? not even once?!”

“will you stop pacing and sit down? you’re making me even more nervous than i already am,” jihoon sighs, dropping his head in his hands.

seungcheol sighs as well, muttering a sorry, and sits down on the couch opposite jihoon’s chair.

jihoon continues. “i didn’t mention anything because i didn’t want to piss on everyone’s good mood. it was joshua’s birthday… besides, i didn’t know all the details of the situation at that point. i thought it was another baseless accusation, you know? but they’re serious about it. they wanna take me to court.”

“what? that’s insane,” seungcheol says. “i feel weird even asking, but did you even plagiarize?”

“no! of course not! i don’t even know the people!” jihoon exclaims, flopping down on the couch next to seungcheol. he lets out a long groan. “this is just what i needed.”

seungcheol pats his friend’s back, thinking of some encouraging words. jihoon was the most talented and creative guy he knew. to think that someone would accuse him of using somebody else’s work was a concept seungcheol couldn’t even entertain.

“don’t worry. that jeon guy looks like he’s already got a game plan.”

“and Y/N,” jihoon says.

silence falls around the two of them, until jihoon stirs from the couch, sitting up to look at seungcheol.

“are we just not going to acknowledge her or what?”

“no! that’s not what i…” seungcheol sighs, hanging his head. “i just wasn’t expecting to see her. i don’t know how to feel.”

“that’s understandable. you guys haven’t seen each other in a while, right?”

seungcheol shakes his head. “did she… did she say anything to you?”

“oh, no. she was super professional, went straight to business. but…” jihoon trails off, debating whether he should say what he was thinking.

“but? but what?!” seungcheol grabs jihoon’s shoulders, shaking him a little.

“but i think she was just as rattled to see you as you were. her hand kept shaking while she was writing, after you left. i guess she was just better at hiding her surprise,” jihoon continues. “now let go of me, you animal!”

seungcheol sighs. could it be that you were just as much of a mess inside as he was? the hopeful part of him thinks you might have thought of him all these months, just as he thought of you. the other part of him thinks your hand might as well just have been shaking from anger.

“you know, this might be a good thing,” jihoon says, getting up and sitting back in front of his computer.

“what, you getting sued and her being around?”

“yeah. maybe this way you’ll finally grow some balls, put your pride aside, and actually fix things,” jihoon deadpans, and seungcheol knows the conversation is over.

yeah. easier said than done.

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bladesmitten · 4 months

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So…. Do you have anymore headcanons about modern au defense attorney Wyll 👉👈

the only thing i know about being a lawyer comes from ace attorney and daredevil (and htgawm???) so i don't really have much to say 😭 perhaps @bladeofavernus might want to share some headcanons about their modern au lawyer wyll too :3c

here's some off the top of my head:

wyll's charisma makes him very well-spoken during court proceedings! just imagine him doing his opening statement... i'd be in jury duty every day idc

he loves taking marginalized clients and asking nothing in return (but they still pay him whatever they can, like a basket of fruit, because he's such a sweetheart to help them out anyway 🥺)

ulder is low-key disappointed in wyll for not taking the desk he'd offered him at his big-time firm. the reason wyll started his own small law firm is b/c he doesn't really agree with his dad's clientele policy (the rich)

idk how he would've lost his eye but if we're following the daredevil au then he probably lost it in a fight idk 😭 maybe it's from fighting karlach (who's also a superhero lol); they both realize wyll has been misled and they've been pitted against each other. they become besties after yayyy

#ask #Anonymous #these are just sillay headcanons...#also no miz in this au bc i don't really care LMAO #we can have a mizora-less wyll AU. as a treat :)

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tokoyamisstuff · 2 years

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Multifandom - Types of Yandere

Look up -> this <- post if you want closer information about the respective Type!

Fandoms: AoT, SAW, Marvel, HxH, Hellsing, Soul Eater, DC, HtGAwM, TLotR

Warnings: Probably every Red Flag you can imagine.

A/N: Obviously the alignment is purely subjective and many of the characters fit more than one profile.

Missing your Favourite? Tell me which Type they are!

Reiner Braun - Clingy:

After so many of his comrades have fallen in battle, it's not surprising that Reiner is terribly afraid of losing his s/o as well. This is also the reason why it's impossible for your relationship to make any progress, since he sees any change as potential danger.

At first you'll be very persistent in your attempt to get him to open up, but as soon as you're aware of his past, you're basically being held an emotional hostage. Whatever you might do that doesn't please him, he'll guilt trip you into behaving just the way he expects you to.

Since he is already burdened with a huge load of different types of trauma, most likely the relationship the two of you have will be a trauma bond as well. So you'll most likely have close to nothing in common other than the fact that you understand each other's pain.

Reiner is delusioned when it comes to seeing you as his ideal partner, just because of the fact that you can endure the burden of his mental state. He rather loves the idea of being loved by you instead of seeing you as an actual person.

With you constantly having to care for Reiner as some kind of moral support, this relationship leaves you overwhelmed and exhausted most of the time - while at the same time you feel guilty for feeling this way. Most likely your private life will have to suffer for it, leaving you with no real perspective for the future.

"W-What do you mean you need space? Y/N, I-I can't- I don't know what I'd do if you don't stay with me tonight! What can I do to make you stay? I'd do anything! Please, remember what we've been through. You can't leave me just like that!"

Detective Mark Hoffman - Obsessive:

After having met you, the very little humanity Mark had buried deep inside of him would resurface - but with the person he had become, there's no way that this would lead to anything good.

It might just be a small act of kindness you've shown him in this otherwise cruel world that had broken this man, which made him ultimatively obsessed with you. He'll fight those feelings at the beginning, knowing he's undeserving and being with him would put you in danger, since there's no going back from how deep he was already in Jigsaw's schemes.

His fantasies with you will soon develop into detailed plans, all of in which he ends up being your knight in a shining armor. The most likely being him putting you into a self-made Jigsaw trap just to safe you shortly after, or even kidnapping you with the thought of 'protecting' you and hoping that you'll fall for him eventually.

So before you even remotely consider him an option, Mark already knows every single detail about you. From your point of view, your relationship will develop so easy and naturally, yet little did you know that it's solely due to his manipulation.

"Shh...keep your sweet little mouth shut. No one can hear you anyway. You have no idea yet how much you mean to me. I promise, you'll soon beg me to kiss you."

Frank Delfino - Possessive:

While Frank may appear distanced and afraid of commitment at first, as soon as you'd break the walls he had built around him there's no going back for any of you.

There's two different sides to his personality, one being the perfectly calm and composed man that'd get the job done - whatever you'd ask from him, he'd go to any lenght to fullfill your wish. On the other hand he is a very sensitive person that easily becomes overly dependant.

Frank craves a deep and intimate relationship with his s/o and wants that person to know him inside and out. However, that dream of starting a normal life seems almost impossible with his kind of background.

He has a very traditional view of himself as your caregiver and tries to support you while simultaneously manipulating your life in a way that benefits your shared future, including getting certain people out of your way.

With a life as chaotic as his, you'll get pulled right into his criminal schemes, even though he'd do anything to prevent it. And while he certainly wants to become a better person and would never harm you in any way, there's a sinister side to him that destroys everything and everyone that might threaten your relationship.

"Please, Y/N. You need to understand! There was no other way! All I did was only for our sake! I'd never willingly put you in danger! I'd make the whole world my enemy just to know you safe!"

Illumi Zoldyck - Manipulative:

The thing with Illumi is that he will have this ideal image of you in mind that you will never be able to catch up to - which carrys a heavy penalty whenever he is especially disappointed in your behavior.

You won't even be able to notice how heavy his influence on you was from the very first second, for he'll be starting off very subtle. The range goes from sabotaging your work over threatening your family to ultimatively getting rid of every person he deemed bothersome.

In the end, the life you had built will completely collapse - except for Illumi, who remains as your only companion.

The man has a very narrowminded idea as how your shared life will proceed, and gets easily irritated with every aberration. And being an assassin with an extremely background, his ways of making you obey will be especially ruthless. Abduction, complete isolation, even diverse methods of torture, nothing is off limits.

At the end you'd be so lonely and broken that you crave for the breadcrumbs of affection he might give you if you behave.

I'm certain that at some point, because it's simply impossible to please him, Illumi will not hesitate to put a needle in your brain to achieve his goal of total subservience.

"C'mon. Crying because of your family again? Pathetic. You don't need anyone else but me, right? Everyone will leave you eventually, but I stayed. That's more than enough. I thought my teachings have opened your eyes - you could be so much more than that."

Thranduil- Overprotective:

Due to his long life, Thranduil has made quite his own fair share of negative experiences - pain and loss being his steady companions. Though he might appear cold on the outside, the deep love he holds for his s/o easily overpowers his usual rationality.

With his charming demeanor as well as his calculating intelligence, it is easy for him to control every single aspect of your life - and while you probably realize the changes, you don't mind them at all, maybe even thinking that it was your own wish.

In the end, you're basically never allowed to leave the Woodland Realm, being provided with everything you need by Thranduil first hand. Even the servants assisting you he'd pick with the utmost criticism, and they're constantly supervising you, leaving you without any ounce of privacy.

He'll never leave your side, thinking you to be way more fragile than you actually are and always downplaying your achievements, fearing it might lead to you wanting more freedom.

"You're my empress, Y/N, and everyone shall treat you accordingly. There's no need to prove your worth. We'll rule together and achieve eternal peace in our kingdom. Give in to me completely, and you get whatever you desire."

Franken Stein - Sadistic:

Being a man of science makes Stein's ways of tormenting you more sophisticated than the others, yet not less terrifying.

What's worst about his abuse however is that afterwards he instantly shifts back to his calm and collected self. He might not regret it either way, but it's heartbreaking to watch the man that had made you endure so much pain is now tending to your wounds, whispering sweet affirmations.

He tries to keep it together for your sake, he really does. It's just that his madness amplifies exponentially with his love for you - his sweet little lab rat.

How can he hold back when curiosity gets the better of him? After all, you're his biggest secret yet to unveil, and he wants to know you inside and out.

Stein wants to know literally everything about you, even the worst parts. He'll thankfully accept every reaction your mind and body will show him, amazed to see you surpass your limits over and over again. And oh, he would lie if he'd say that this tear-stained face of you doesn't incite something deep inside of him.

Don't worry, he can fix this - like he always does.

Sinister Strange - Delusional:

"Shit...I might've went too far this time. But oh, you outdid yourself once again! Taking everything so bravely for me...You're simply amazing to break."

After having spent an agonizing eternity in this collapsed universe he himself had caused and was never able to leave, all there was left for Strange was to reminisce in the little pleasant memories of you.

Even resorting to forbidden magic, the only thing left for Strange is dwelling in the brief moments of dreamwalking into different universes where the two of you lead the life he could never have - which only further feeds his irrational desire to regain what he had lost.

Against all laws of nature and moral, Stephen will spend every single second of his existence to cross those borders. If he cannot leave, then he at least made a variant of you stay - no matter the consequences.

To him, it doesn't matter that you're not his original Y/N. The borders between realities dissipate in his broken mind, all that's left being his irrational fixation. Whether you're leaving a perfect old life behind, if you had a past with the Stephen of your universe, or how you'd react to having to spend the rest of your life alone with your abductor, he'll overcome any obstactle just to have you close - may you love him or not.

"No no no, Y/N, don't cry! It's me, Stephen! Don't you remember me? It's okay, I know this is much. But we'll work this out together! From now on, I won't let anyone take you from me again..."

Joker -Self-indulgent:

The Joker sees himself as more than a person and wants to be treated accordingly. So no matter how much effort, even if you pour your whole heart and soul into pleasing him, it will never be enough.

He won't even try to hide the fact that your relationship is nothing more but an obstacle for his plans. In his eyes, those feelings for you make him weak, ordinary, human - unworthy for someone as great as him.

You're literally a ressource only of any worth if you provide for him, so you'll constantly be on edge because you need to perform accordingly. The few breadcrumbs of affection you're getting are leaving you so addicted that you'd even gladly accept punishment rather than those phases of being treated like nothing.

While as soon as you lack, the Joker might dispose of you, it'll never be for long. Everytime you're gone he realizes what he misses and get's you back to still those narcissistic desires.

"C'mon. It goes without saying that the Crimeprince of Gotham would only accept the most finest partner at his side. You know we're like a thunderstorm meeting a tornado, my love. Made for each other, and yet too strong not to clash."

Alucard - Impulsive:

As a basically invincible eldritch being, Alucard is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it - I mean, who would stop him?

Because his almost immortal existence can be excruciatingly boresome at times, he is certainly not the type to have a domestic relationship with, let alone stable in any way. Just as his mood, his desires and interests can change on a whim - so it's no wonder that he tends to drastic measures to keep the relationship alive.

While on rare occasions the vampire might show genuine romantical feelings towards you, most of the time his focus lies solely on entertainment purposes. May it be to kidnap you, purposefully getting you in danger or simply cut off all contact to see how you'd sink into despair, the list of possibilities is endless - but hey, at least you'll always get rewarded in the end.

You can't endure his erratic nature anymore, thinking it destroys you? Well, too bad for you: Leaving is no option. For the only thing that enrages him more than you being boring, is not having you around anymore.

At some point, may it be due to an outburst of his or when something not going according to plan, leaving you on the brink of death, Alucard is certain to turn you into a Ghoul - only afterwards realizing the consequences of what he had done.

"Oh, my dear, I almost felt tempted to congratulate you for the pityful scene. Did you really think I was leaving you this time? No. I was watching all this time, from the shadows. You're mine, I'm not going anywhere."

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Warning: Long post

Regarding Keke Palmer and the colorism conversation…

I feel like people are never entirely honest with themselves about how colorism functions not just in Hollywood, but in all facets of life in the US.

Keke Palmer has had an objectively successful career with a VERY impressive resume to her name.

And Zendaya is an objectively talented actress who is deserving of all of her accolades.

But to me, the conversation around colorism, like with racism, has never been about capability or achievement. It’s about opportunity. Which individuals among us are given the opportunity, the visibility, the push that will send them to bigger heights, regardless of talent?

It’s about how skin color and other physical features shape the type of treatment we receive in society. Everything from length of prison sentences to experiences in the dating market are shaped by colorism. There are several studies that prove this and provide deeper context, just look it up.

And I don’t say this to make anyone feel bad or push a cynical narrative about the possibilities available for darker skinned people, but I seriously want us to be real and honest about the society we live in and how shit plays out.

There’s a reason Viola Davis was called “less classically beautiful” while Halle Berry was once named People’s Most Beautiful Woman.

Again, these are both gorgeous, talented Black women who have given us so much in their careers. Who have both had to face obstacles due the fact of their Blackness. But let’s be honest, colorism & featurism have also had a hand in shaping the trajectories of their careers and the type of opportunities/roles they received.

Viola Davis has spoken at length in several interviews about how transformative an opportunity like HTGAWM was for her. And mind you, it was an opportunity created by another Black woman, our beloved Ms. Shonda Rhimes.

Over the last few years, we’ve seen Keke Palmer’s popularity and recognition grow beyond the Black community due to the wonderful memes and pop culture moments she has given us, often during her personal interviews and hosting gigs.

And Nope, is her first big, mainstream, feature role in her adulthood. An opportunity created for her by another beloved Black creative, Jordan Peele.

The reason I’m emphasizing opportunity and the creation of opportunity is because I already know of three other Black creatives at the decision making level who have said they had to fight for the presence of their dark skinned characters.

Mara Brock Akil did a panel where she said she had to fight for Jill Marie Jones’ place on Girlfriends.

Gina Prince Blythewood said she had to call out her producers after several attempts to diminish Kiki Layne’s character in The Old Guard.

Chris Rock said he had to fight for Tichina Arnold to play his mother on Everybody Hates Chris. A role, which I might add, made her wildly famous in Brazil for being one of the few positive representations of dark skinned Black women in Brazilian television.

In all of these examples, it is Black creatives in decision making roles making opportunities for their dark-skinned talent specifically.

It’s not about Jill Marie Jones, Tichina Arnold, or Kiki Layne being less talented, or less accomplished, or less personally satisfied with their career trajectories. It’s about fewer opportunities being there because mainstream Hollywood still has a paper bag test for Black women.

It’s because the Black actresses often deemed palatable enough to sell to/pull in mainstream audiences often look like Halle Berry or, in this conversation, Zendaya. Who is both fair skinned and modelesque in stature. Zendaya herself has commented on being Hollywood’s “acceptable Black girl.”

It’s not a coincidence, as someone on twitter pointed out, that Zendaya has 149 million followers while Keke has just reached 11 million. That’s the difference in their mainstream popularity. That is what is influencing the opportunities that come to them.

Because let’s also get into how casting directors are also checking the social media stats of their actors nowadays. Bigger engagement on social media means bigger potential interest from audiences. And we should already know by now how colorism and featurism works for Black people on social media. We should all know that, right?

Acknowledging these things and having these conversations, does nothing to take away from the talents or achievements of any of these actors. Yet people always seem to act like it does, which is why people get defensive, and colorism conversation never actually goes anywhere.

Two things can be true at once. Zendaya is an objectively talented actress who has an incredibly promising career ahead of her. And she has also likely benefitted from colorism and featurism in her career trajectory.

Keke Palmer is an incredibly talented entertainer with a LONG and enviable resume. And #Nope is her breakout leading role in a mainstream blockbuster as an adult, and colorism/anti-Blackness may be a reason why this opportunity came to her later in her career by comparison.

If we can’t be honest about colorism and how it works, then we can’t call it out when we see it happen, we can’t hold folks accountable and nothing will ever change.

Colorism, like racism, like all -isms, is always happening, so there will never be a time where we shouldn’t talk about it. Where it isn’t at least a possible factor at play. And these discussions don’t have to mean that we’re putting anyone down or pitting anyone against each other.

It’s about knowing better so that we can do better.

#keke palmer #zendaya #colorism #black actresses #black women in hollywood #discussion post #long post #i didnt mean for this to be so long #but I couldnt help chiming in bc it feels like people keep missing the point #lets be real with each other here

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i’ve been watching htgawm while i work and my opinion halfway thru season 5 is that they should stop committing crimes. truly they don’t need to do all of that. come on.

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antonioxdimas · 2 months

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( theo james . cis male . he / him ) - the new york city resident , antonio dimas , was seen sporting cartier on park avenue today . the thirty four year old is an actor in the city & has been here for his entire life . since being here , they have been told to be temperamental , but also charming , who really knows ! according to nycslam , he physically fought one of his cast mates on set when he showed up drunk and had to be escorted off the premises , anyways , guess we'll find out for ourselves ! [ dani , 27 , gmt , she/her ]

BASICS

Full Name: Antonio Dimas

Nickname: Toni

Age: 34

DOB: 27th October 1989

Parents: Evangeline & Christos Dimas

Siblings: open

Hair colour: brown

Eye colour: brow

Piercings: none

Tattoos: here

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Actor

Career claim: Theo James, Zac Efron

Inspiration: Chuck Bass (gossip girl), Cameron Sullivan (the white lotus), Damon Salvatore (TVD), Jeff Winger (community), Connor Walsh (HTGAWM)

LINKS

character playlist

connections

BIOGRAPHY

trigger warning: death, drugs

Toni was born into a family that was already in the headlines, already filthy rich, already successful and already had his money and life set before he was even a thought. His mother being a well known song writer and music producer and dad an actor/director.

His dad, Christos, an already established actor and director made the life and work he did seem like the best thing on earth and from a young age he had Antonio featuring in movies along side him or in films that he was directing. He was a child star and the nepotism was clear but it's also not something he ever denied either.

His favourite class in school was art and eventually that interest became his career. His silly sketches eventually turned into amazing art that he had the honour of putting on peoples bodies for life and it is something he will never get tired of. Other than that he was a history nerd too and enjoyed sports, he played goalie for the schools hockey team.

In school he was a pretty loud boy, he wasn't ever the guy who sat alone and he definitely was the class clown. He struggled a lot academically and was diagnosed at an early age with surface dyslexia which meant when it comes to his line of work he takes that extra bit of time learning his scripts but he doesn't let it stop him.

Toni lost his father when he turned 30. He took it extremely hard and went down a bad path and got into heavy drugs. He was out in the clubs every night and he couldn't drink without eventually finding himself in a bathroom taking god knows what. It got to the point his days were blurred, he had no idea what time it was when he was waking up and he had no idea what day it was. His uncle and mother helped him get the help he needed and he stepped out of the spot light for a year to get better.

Eventually he got back on his feet thanks to his family and when he felt ready and safe to do so he got himself back into his line of work, something that he and his father both loved and it made him feel closer to him again though he was now gone

#richfm:intro

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thenicestthingiveseen · 3 months

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one year of fanfiction!

this was my first year writing fic after years and years of reading it off and on.

i published my first fic on February 10, 2023. As of today, (exactly one year)I have written [insert number] of fics for Harry Potter and Red, White, and Royal Blue.

My top 5 favorite fics I've written are:

5. i want that late night sweet magic forever lasting love

4. love songs

3. almost doesn't count

2. every thing i need is right here by my side

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

I'm currently working on two longer fics:

in all chaos there is calculation

untitled RWRB htgawm AU

My writing and posting has been slower in the past few months. Which, I have a love hate relationship with. Real life has been busy and ideas haven’t been flowing the way they used to, but also I’m forcing myself to be better with what I put out and how I share it. I’ve never really considered myself much a writer - I wrote little stories in grammar school, but by middle school other people seemed to be much more well equipped for fiction (I could still write kick ass academic essays - I’m very proud of research papers I’ve written about Beyoncé, Chicago (2002), and the history of House Music). Now I’m rambling. The point is. Writing fiction lead me to reading more fiction and reading more fanfiction (I’ve been lurking in the HP Fandom since idk when, ily hgnetwork.co.uk) and re-learning how to tell stories, well. Telling long ones, actively planning, being organized, all of it. I fell into the RWRB fandom, I need people to scream with about Kennedy Ryan’s ‘Before I Let Go’ trilogy, I was recommended books I would have never ever found in my life and loved them. I’ve watched movies, shows, documentaries that have been referenced. Listened to more Taylor Swift in this year alone than I have since 2009.

I’ve grown so much and still feel like I’ve come back to myself so much.

All of that to say, thank you to every one who has ever read anything that I've yeeted out into the universe, thank you for your ideas, your feedback, your comments, book recs, fic recs -- all of it means so much to me and here's to the next year of fics!

#writing #hinny #hp fanfic #rwrb #rwrb fanfic #year in review

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firebrvnds · 3 months

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𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐂𝐆𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 — ❝All you have is your fire and the place you need to reach.

── ＊︰ WILHELMINA MCGOWAN. chiron often praises their tenacious temperament, but mr. d's always going on about how they can be pretty spiteful. that comes as no surprise, knowing that they've been at camp now for nine years and they turned twenty-two this year. they're always humming fox on the run by sweet when they're on strawberry picking duty, and people around here can always tell they're a child of hephaestus because of their firebrand copper hair swinging as she imparts justice and the readiness of the oil-smudged smile with their swift forgiveness. during capture the flag, i saw them using geokinesis and pyrokinesis — it totally makes sense that their godly parent claimed them after crafting an elaborate trap which helped win capture the flag and knock some bullies of the younger hephaestus kids down a peg. the entire camp knows them to carry a small cross peen hammer that extends to become a celestial bronze war maul, and no matter who you ask, they'll tell you billie reminds them of a limning of soot around thick smithing goggles, scabbed up skinned knees, dappled sunlight through leaves, the smell of flashpowder and the burnt cardboard of firecrackers, the golden volcanic glow of fired metal, eyelashes tickling softly against your neck, forgiving but never forgetting- letting it be branded down onto your very bones. thank gods they're around now that the mist is parting.

NAME : wilhelmina jackie mcgowan.

ETYMOLOGY: ( "will, desire" "helmet, protection".) - (“may god protect,” “god is gracious,” “holder of the heel,” and “supplanter.”) - ( "son of (the) smith." )

AGE + BIRTHDATE : twenty-two, april 22nd.

ASTROLOGY : aries sun, taurus moon, virgo rising.

ORIENTATION : bisexual.

HOMETOWN : cherryfield, maine.

CABIN: 9, hephaestus.

POWERS : geokinesis, pyrokinesis.

WEAPON OF CHOICE : celestial bronze war maul.

POSITIVE : courageous, just, reliable.

NEUTRAL : practical, intuitive, generous.

NEGATIVE : volatile, malicious, blunt.

CHARACTER PARALLELS: toph beifong - avatar, natalie scattorcio - yellowjackets, faith lehane - btvs, fiona gallagher - shameless, ellie williams - the last of us, naomi campbell - skins, rebecca sutter - htgawm, terra markov - teen titans, sana bakkoush - skam, wynnona earp, alyssa foley - the end of the fucking world, abby hammond - santa clarita diet, raven reyes - the hundred.

── 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭.

❂ jolene mcgowan was a metalsmith, by trade, she created beautiful jewellery by smelting gold and silver, set with precious stones and shards of sea glass she collected near her home in the coastal town of cherryfield, maine. she crafted beautiful blooms with leaves which would never wilt, never die, blew glass, she mended timepieces, clocks and pocket watches with deft and reverent hands. these are the soft calloused palms that hephaestus fell hopelessly into; warm and welcoming and good-humoured.

❂ 1943 dawned, rough and unkind as she fought with her family to protect the identity of the father of her baby, born out of wedlock in a small town. the little boy would never make it over the brow of the hill in long island, halfway through massachusetts he falls.

❂ she didn't learn the lesson, though she was stripped of some of the light that drew the god to her in the first place, they reunited yet again and another child was to be born from the glint in their eyes.

❂ red hair and green eyes like her mother, billie is full of fight from the minute she stretches her mouth open and begins to scream, her mother joking that she always had something to say ever since.

❂ wilhelmina, a mouthful for such a small child and even harder to spell, shortened to mina and then through protest changed to will, then to billie.

❂ billie watched her mother hollow out before her very eyes, harden herself to the inevitability of her daughter's demise. if jolene drew back far enough, fast enough, she wouldn't be hurt when the gods didn't favour her offspring once again. wilhelmina yearned for attention, to feel that warmth fall over her once more but instead, she struck out, becoming a problem.

❂ this rejection seared her edges, though the fall from her mother's graces wasn't as far or as fast as her father's fall from olympus, she vowed to herself to always stand up for what she believed in, no matter the personal cost. cowards irk her, though of course, the greek doesn't fall far from the tree, she can be a hypocrite.

❂ billie was a constant flight risk, disappearing for days at a time on a whim but the concern their family felt ebbed, even when they started to see things, when inexplicable things began happening to them.

❂ it took a year and a half to make it to camp half blood, billie never running with crowds long enough for satyrs to catch hold of her. disappearing like smoke between their fingers. billie has some pretty extensive scarring over most of her body from her years on the run but spite is a powerful motivator, the fire she draws from within helped her survive and still does. (might have some collateral damage from this use of flame, she tries not to think about it.)

❂ strode into camp with their head held high, and attacked every part of training with unwavering tenacity no matter how many times they were knocked down. not the most naturally skilled fighter but she makes up for it in spades with ferocity, dogged relentlessness and sheer power. billie never knows when to stay down.

❂ is often caught intercepting tourists and mortals by yelling extremely creative obscenities and insults at them, it gets them to leave, at least she stopped draping her hair over her face and running at them screaming in tongues when chiron asked nicely.

❂ the chip on billie's shoulder is big, anyone who knows her can see it but she's filled in the cracks with liquid gold and moves with the hurt. her word is her bond and though trickery is almost a sure shot, she'll never let you forget that you're a liar and you'll be paying until your final breath. billie hates bullies.

❂ an excellent craftsman and smith, billie will usually help anyone with the forges if they ask, for several years refused to partake in her cabin and father's vocation out of pettiness but now loves the way it takes her out of her head to bear something new into the world.

❂ pinball champion, has never worn a matching pair of socks in her life, feeds the raccoons around camp, used to be a state champion gymnast, will fire-eat and fire dance for special occasions like her friends' birthdays, can remember all the lyrics to any song she hears and hoards music like gold, spends a ridiculous amount of time and money on taking polaroids and buying film, will burn your monopoly board, drums on every nearby surface at all times, accidentally burns things to a crisp when she sneezes, can and will nap absolutely anywhere it's kind of ridiculous.

WANTED CONNECTIONS — *

i'm gonna come back to this because my brain is soup.

#mist.intro #send hlep

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