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scaraaamouche · 1 year

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College Adventures w Scaramouche and Kazuha, episode 3 (fluff) (college AU)

✦ Pairing: Scaramouche x afab!reader x Kazuha (she/her pronouns use)

✦ Summary: party time where scara meets an old friend and the night ends differently than planned...

✦ Warnings: mentions of alcohol, drunk people, idk, scaramouche hot, kazu scara n reader are not yet in a relationship (keyword: not yet)

✦ A/n: im alive n in my exams so

✦ Wordcount: 1100

✦ ATTENTION!!! do not copy. translate, remake my work, i do not give you permission to so dont do it. also GIF not mine, credits to the creator.

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“I have an idea.” Aether said before taking a bite of his breakfast. The next morning had come by and you and the boys were still recovering from the small yet lag. “How about, hear me out, we throw a party. Like we used to back in the day. Invite everybody from highschool, it’ll be a blast."

Aether didn’t have to say more before you had already jumped up from your stool and up the stairs. Running down not twenty seconds later with your phone in hand. Already typing away on it.

“I like the way you think.” you said, stopping to look up at Aether.

‘Why hello there, old friends. How are you guys holding up? Back in town already for Xmas with the fam? Aether and I definitely are. But of course, drumroll… our parents aren’t home. So; what do we say? Xmas party at ours tonight at 9? Just to relive the old days.

Kind regards; Aether and Y/n

Ps. do bring some friends, everyone is welcome ;) Pps. we still got the best alcohol dw

“You still got that message list?” Aether laughed. At some time in high school when your parties were almost happening every weekend you created a message list. Write a message, press the button and boom your whole school got the message with information about the party.

“For special occasions.”

You laid your phone down on the counter as you took away the boys' empty plates. Not even ten seconds later the replies started arriving.

“Holy shit, that’s a lot of messages.”

Kazuha and Scaramouche were still pretty shocked to see this side of you. Not that they didn’t like it, no no they loved it. You walked around like you owned the place–which you probably almost did–and they found it amazing. You switched from being a sweet innocent girl to bossy business woman.

“Call Crepus, tell him we need our regular, but double. Seeing we can actually get him to bring us alcohol because we're not underage anymore.” you smiled as you thought back to all the generous tips you gave the man to keep quiet about the alcohol deals.

And so later that night the doorbell rang for the first time that night. You and Aether ran to the door (literally), to greet the first guests. Opening the door you looked up to an unknown face.

“Hi?” Aether said.

The tall guy was pushed out of the way and a blonde boy appeared from behind him.

“Thoma!” you threw your arms around said males neck, it had been years (literally) since you saw him. He had moved out of town in the middle of senior year and so you had not seen him since.

“Hello, my lady.”

After about an hour the party was fully going on, people had listened when she said ‘do bring some friends’. Scaramouche and Kazuha both walked around a bit, sticking close to either Aether or y/n. It seemed Kazuha and Thoma (+his friends) had both known each other by name due to attending the same school for a while, so they had some fun catching up.

Scaramouche his little grin was nowhere to be found when he locked eyes with a certain ginger. Said ginger walked up to him and swung an arm around his shoulders. How he ended up here Archons know why, but Scaramouche wasn’t happy about it.

“Got lost, old friend? How did you end up at this party? Any party, really.” Childe laughed. The two had met in high school before Scaramouche transferred to Sumeru. Childe had made it his little hobby to annoy the living shit out of Scaramouche in the three years they shared the same school.

A hand quickly gave his a squeeze before you appeared in his vision, a small smile on your face–though your pupils were big and your words slurred a little. “He’s not lost, he’s my guest here for Christmas break.”

“Ah so you're forced to attend- wait what? Guest? Y'all actually know one another?”

“Roommates, actually.” Kazuha appeared on your side, arm around your waist.

Childe’s mouth fell open, he had vaguely known Kazuha’s name here and there around his school. Always hearing good things about him, how smart he was, handsome, charming.

“Damn, lil man, you got it good.” And with that Childe disappeared, leaving the three of them alone.

Scaramouche sighed, looking at the two in front of him. Both their eyes are a little bloodshot, big pupils, hair not quite normal and rather messy. How you leaned your head on Kazuha’s shoulder as you smiled at him with that smile that made butterflies erupt in his stomach and a small grin forming on his face. He couldn’t get enough of it. It made him feel like he was drunk, though he hadn’t had a single drop of alcohol all night.

Kazuha winked at him and left them alone after a soft kiss to your forehead; you who had now lost your balance due to Kazuha leaving your side, sat down on the couch. Scaramouche soon sitting down next to you.

“He’s a dick, stay away from him.” Scaramouche said, “How do you know him anyway?”

He looked at your concentrated face, “Aether played a football match against his school. Aether and I threw a party and invited his team; the losing team. Seemed like an okay dude so we kept inviting him to our parties, much to the dismay of some. How do you know him?”

“Hmm, went to the same school as him for a few years. Made it his hobby to annoy me. I got in a physical fight with him once.” your giggles threw him off guard, “What?”

“Who won?”

“Me of course, tssk, that you’d even consider that he’d win against me.”

“If you say so,” you gave him a kiss on his cheek before standing up from the couch, but you didn’t get far before you were pulled back on the- no that wasn’t a couch, you were now sitting in Scaramouche’s lap. But before you could protest a pair of lips pressed against your own, but as soon as they came they disappeared again, leaving you staring into those purple eyes as a few cheers went up among the crowd.

“She’s not bitchless!” “Whoo!!!!!” “She’s not single!”

“Well then, shoo shoo. You were gonna go somewhere right?

Perhaps it was the alcohol or maybe it were the events that had just taken place but your face grew even redder as you stood up and made your way into the crowd. Completely forgetting where you wanted to go in the first place.

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felt like adding a smoll kiss APPARENTLY THERE WERE PROBLEMS WITH THE TEXT MISSING BUT IDK IF I FIXED IT

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lauriel816 · 3 years

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*After Erik turned his back on Apocalypse*

Scott: I don't know what made him change his mind, but I'm really glad Magneto seems to be on our side. The guy’s fucking terrifying.

Peter: Well, dad can be a little overprotective of Professor...

Scott: Yeah... it seems so.

Scott: ...WAIT THAT’S YOUR DAD?!

#dont tell me this didn’t happen in xma #cherik #dadneto #speedyson #silvercyclops #magfam #peter maximoff #scott summers #erik lehnsherr #charles xavier #quicksilver #cyclops #magneto #professor x #xmen #xmcu #xmen: apocalypse #incorrect quotes #incorrect xmen quotes

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lancermylove · 3 years

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Wish (Christmas HC)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Pairing: Jack x Reader, Diasomnia x Reader, Scarabia x Reader, Octavinelle x Reader

Warning: None

A/N: Merry Xmas and Happy Holidays to everyone! Also, the grammar mistakes are on purpose.

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Prologue:

A case of an alchemy experiment gone horribly wrong had turned some NRC students into kids. You and Grin were away from campus in hunt of a rare stone, and when you got back, you found the headmaster surrounded by children.

At first, you didn't realize what had happened until you recognized some of the kids. When Crowley saw you, he immediately put you in charge of babysitting and ran for his life.

While the kids were chasing Grim around the gardens, you tried to think of a way to get the kids to settle down. Christmas was coming up soon, so why not write a letter to Santa Claus?

You asked the kids to gather around you and told them about a joy man that grants wishes to good children. All the kids were excited to write a letter and instantly settled down.

Once the children finished writing their letters, they handed them to you. Out of curiosity, you decided to read the letters.

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Dear Santa,

I dont know if you are real but I want no gift for me. Santa take care of my bro and sis. They are my bestfriend and I want them to be happy.

From Jack.

PS Take care of my parents to.

Dear Santa Claus,

I am not human, so do you make Fae's wishes come true? Other are scared of me because I have dragon horns tail and am tall. I am nice, so why don't they want to be my friend? I promise I won't hurt people. I wish I have real friends who are not scared of me. Thank you, Santa. Have a Merry Day!

Malleus Draconia

Dear Santa,

I know for a fact that you don't exist, and even if you did, (Y/N) said you grant the wishes of children. Well, that's too bad.

Also, (Y/N), I have a feeling that you are the "Santa" in your story. Are you surprised that I can write at an adult level? Guess what. I am very old, and the alchemy mishap doesn't have enough power to turn me into a child.

Anyway, (Y/N), will you grant me a wish? Will you be Malleus's friend? I know him very well and am sure that he wished for a friend in his letter to "Santa". So, how about it? Give a chance?

Lilia ♡

To Santa,

My wish is for Santa to care for Malleus and Lilia. They take good care of me so take care of them. Take care of my animal friend too. Take care of yourself too.

Silver

Dear Santa,

I have one wish. Make Malleus sama wish come true.

Sebek

DEAR SANTA,

My name is Kalim Al-Asim. ARE YOU REALLY GONNA GRANT MY WISH?? There are so many things I wanna wish for. AHH I forgot what I wanted. Oh I REMEMBER!!! Santa, I have a friend bestfriend Jamil. He is the nicest bestfriend and takes care of me too. I like Jamil lots. I want to stay with him forever. Make my wish come true! Thanks for reading my letter Santa!!

Kalim Al-Asim

PS I hope Jamil wish for the same wish.

Dear Santa,

I am not sure if you are real, but I have one wish. I am tired of everyone. They tell me to no be myself but I want to be myself. Why do my parents say I have to hold back? They say I have to serve the Asim family but why? I am tired. Help me, Santa.

Jamil Viper

Dear Santa,

My wish is for you to take care of Floyd. Also make his wish come true please.

Thank you, Jade Leech

SANTA!

Are you really real? How can you make wishes come true? Will you grant any wish? (Y/N) said you only grant wish of good kids? I am not a good kid. I strangle others and hurt them. But I still have a wish. Can you make it come true? Protect my brother! He look out for me, so look out for him. Oh one more wish! I forever want to be by Jade. Ok that's it.

FLOYD

To Santa,

Will you make my wish come true? I don't know if you can. A jolly man who grants wish makes no sense. If you are real, why did you not make my wishes come true when others bully me? I want to fit in. Is that a hard wish to make true? All I want is a true friend but you didn't make my wish come true. You don't exist.

Azul

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➣ Twisted Wonderland Masterlist ➣ Buy me a Ko-fi or Commission?

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surveysonfleek · 2 years

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1612.

Do you have an alarm clock? What time is it set to wake you up? i just use my phone. it’s set at 6:25am on weekdays

Do you like knock-knock jokes? as a kid, i loved them but they’re super lame as an adult, let’s be real

Are you currently more hungry or thirsty? thirsty

Are you waiting on anything right now? im waiting for xmas

Do you prefer your singing voice or your talking voice more? definitely my talking voice. i can’t sing. i wish i could though!

The last person you met for the first time: What do you think of them? hmmm weird and someone i would never vibe with ever

Have you ever been described as shy? Is it true? once or twice. it’s not true, i’m more socially lazy as i get older. when i was in my teens/early 20s, i was super social and would befriend anyone and everyone. definitely not the case anymore, im cool with my group of friends

Name the last awkward moment you encountered: there’s a new guy at work and omg we just clash so much. he has the driest sense of humour and i can never tell if hes kidding or not ugh

If I could make you anything to eat right now, what would you want? im super full. ill take a nice cool drink though!

Do you prefer earphones or the ear-muff style headphones? ear muff style but theyre also too fiddly to travel with

What colour are your jeans / trousers? (pants) im wearing shorts, theyre light blue

Do you type pretty quickly? yes

Do you remember when you first went on the internet? haha kinda. i remember getting aol and my dad was showing me the kids centre or whatever its called. good times

What do you smell of currently? nothing

What was the last gift you received? a plant

Are you religious? Is this something you were raised with or developed? nope, i was raised catholic but dont practice it whatsoever

When was the last time you saw rain? yesterday

How often do you forget important things? not too often but its happened

What is one way someone could completely put you off on a first date? if they treat me like shit really

What about a way someone could make you like them more on a first date? make me laugh and having a comfortable vibe

Do you enjoy going to gigs / festivals? i did when i was younger

What was the last music video you watched? Did you like it? hmm i forgot haha. i think it was a bryson tiller one. his speaking voice does not match his singing voice whatsoever

Times tables: Which one did you learn first? 1x most likely

Do you ever buy people random gifts? (When it’s not their birthday, etc) yeah sometimes!

Are you more prone to blackheads or spots / pimples? blackheads

Do you fiddle with the phone cord when you talk on the phone? lmao how old is this? no, i didn’t. i feel like it was all about cordless phones when i was into calling friends

Do you refuse to use public toilets? i do until i really have to

Do you save your online browsing history? it automatically saves

How many books have you read this year? 0. regrets! next year. ill aim for at least one a month

Are you good at guessing things and being correct? haha yes, im not bad at all actually

If you could have any colour as your natural hair, which would you choose? light brown

Does your voice change when you talk to certain people? haha no

How often does your computer freeze up? its doing it right now lol

What do you do when you’re nervous? complain. a lot.

#survey #surveys #quiz #bored #questions

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kunoichihatake · 4 years

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HCs for telling Team 7 about Christmas!

Prompt: “i dont think the leaf village has like holidays like we do? so can you do some head canons of y/n explaining like halloween or xmas to Team 7?”

A/n: I just did Christmas, I hope you don’t mind! 💕 also shoutout to my writer squad for all the help on this, you guys are the best 🥰

Masterlist / ko-fi

Naruto

“Wait, you have a holiday where you just get a ton of presents?”

He didn’t seem to hear the actual history behind Christmas, just the gift-giving part

“And this guy -- Santa -- comes to your house just to give you presents? For free?”

When you told him about Christmas dinner, he lost it

“A feast and presents? That’s the best day ever!”

Immediately wants to celebrate, no matter what time of the year it is

Spends two months trying to plan all the best gifts to give everyone and mails a list of gifts he wants to everyone he knows on December 1

“You guys can work together to get my presents!”

Hinata ends up buying 90% of the list on her own, but talks most of the rest into giving Naruto something small to cover the rest

He’s easy to please, though -- hell, he’s happy to even just get instant ramen

“For me? Tenten, that’s so nice!” (bone crushing hug) “I only spent like 50 cents on you Naruto, calm down.”

You have to keep an eye on the baked goods because he will INHALE them

Sakura ends up taking kitchen duty and making sure Naruto doesn’t eat all of the snacks

“That’s your fifth cookie, Naruto. Leave some for everyone else.” “Who put you in charge?” “It’s my house!”

Sakura

Like Sasuke, she was skeptical at first, but was more open to the idea than he was-- if she could set up a nanny cam for Santa, of course

“I want to make sure this Santa guy is really doing what he says.”

She does her own research after talking to you and learns everything about Christmas

She gets really excited about the mistletoe part and makes sure to tell Sasuke all about it

(Maybe even carries mistletoe in her pocket, for when the moment is right)

Comes to you asking to plan a Christmas party

She says she wants your help as the “Christmas expert,” but really she just kinda does nearly all of it on her own (and you let her)

She’ll pretend it’s lame in front of Sasuke, but he knows she was behind the whole party

(She does keep playing hostess, and she’s great at it)

Secretly, he admires her planning skills

And her cooking/baking skills -- she made at least half of the food

(She followed the recipe this time, unlike when she made food pills for Naruto. She learned her lesson there.)

Sasuke

“So you’re telling me you just let a random man enter your house in the middle of the night, eat your food, and leave? Tch, that sounds ridiculous.”

“But he brings presents--” “But no one is allowed to see him? That’s dangerous.”

Will act grumpy and secluded at the Christmas party, but if you give him a gift he’ll secretly love it

Especially if it’s clothing. He’ll put it on immediately but if anyone asks he’ll play it cool

“Isn’t that the sweater Y/n just gave you? How sweet.” “I was just cold.”

Keeps sneaking snacks from the kitchen -- he avoids the sweets, but the veggie tray? He ate at least half of it

You looked over at one point and saw him slowly pull a baby carrot out of his sleeve and put it in his mouth

Gave you, Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi really thoughtful gifts (though he claims he just bought them on his way there or something)

Kakashi

Seems like he doesn’t believe you, but he does

“So this man comes to your house in the middle of the night and gives you gifts?” “Why do you sound so sarcastic, that’s exactly what happens!”

“Sounds lovely, Y/n.” “Quit reading your book, I’m not done talking!”

However, when December 25 rolls around, he takes it upon himself to sneak into your house in the middle of the night and leave you some gifts (including a copy of Icha Icha)

He comes to the party, but spends most of it lounging on the couch, reading

You don’t mind though -- you gave him a signed copy of his favorite Icha Icha book and he hasn’t let it out of his sight all night

(He may have even taken it with him to the bathroom -- let’s be real, he doesn’t trust the kids not to ruin it)

Makes sure the kids don’t drink too much eggnog, but accidentally gets a little tipsy himself

You watched him dance on the table to “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” and had to catch him before he fell

Ends up crashing on your couch, still clutching his new book as he sleeps

(He’ll have a massive hangover tomorrow, but otherwise you knew he enjoyed the holiday a lot)

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bobcathoneybee · 3 years

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that’s some next level catering to a yt person. reasons will become more clear as we go along for the ride. esp hurtful bc of everything going on in the last year alone. twinkie never rang more true until this year.

one. around xmas 2020:

“whatre you doing for nye”

“oh im going out to a small gathering”

“oh with who?”

“I DONT HAVE TO TELL YOU”

“whoa. okay...”

i was just asking since he NEVER wanted to go out to anything related to NYE in the five years. the reply was always, “YOU can go, i will be at home.” so see how i can be confused? also the spanish/grapes tradition? what happened to never not doing it? “oh last year really sucked so i dont see how doing it will help” cop out.

two. NYE to ring in 2021:

“how does this look?”

“i think you should button it, looks more put together”

little did i know i was helping him dress to impress new girl. that in itself was just rude and so disrespectful to me. if you’re going to see someone new. figure it out yourself.

a few days later he decides to finally tell me bc he knows he’s been acting so damn weird. but i dont think it’s bc he respects me too much (his rationale). i actually think it’s bc he feels guilty, and telling me will make HIM feel better, which was the driving factor for the previous Oct when he was not letting me pay for packing supplies and helping me pack. “it’s time (for me to start dating again)... weren’t you dating someone when you asked me about the boat noodles?” “NO. i was talking to someone and it was ONE date, which conveniently fit in the schedule while on my way home.”

three. a week before my bday:

“how was your weekend? what did you do?”

“oh K and family drove down in an RV so i was at my parents’ house”

“you went over both days?!”

“yeah”

“did you take pics of the RV or with family?”

“no”

in retrospect, i wonder if she was intro’d to the whole family that weekend. esp after seeing the pics from first friends gathering a few weeks later (two down).

sometime this week, he tells me that he’s thinking of taking june 1 off bc he wants to take me out to lunch for my bday. my bday is 5/31. so i’m like huh, cos it’s the day after. it’s the weekend. he doesn’t like to talk to ppl on the weekend.

four. my birthday:

bcb calls me in the morning but i miss it bc i wasn’t up yet. i called back at 230p or so and he doens’t pick up. calls me back around 430p and says he was at a bbq with some friends.

i believe this was when my spidey senses started tingling again. i bit my tongue and didn’t ask during lunch the next day bc it would make for such an awkward ride home. and me thinking oh he spent my actual birthday with new girl. i see.

five. convo from last week:

“whatre you doing this weekend?”

“oh i’m getting together with the guys bc it’s the first time we’re seeing each other since the pandemic started”

“ohh okay tell them i said hi!”

BET HE DID NOT TELL THEM I SAID HI. *side eye

six. social media that night, pics happened to pop up as i was doom-scrolling:

bcb likes to untag himself in things so i duno if R tagged him at all or if it was removed after he received the tag notif so that i wouldn’t see it.

either way, i was hit in both places since it’s posted on more than one platform.

wasn’t sure if they were still dating until i saw the pics. was finally able to put a face to the name. the name bc someone mentioned it to me thinking i knew her first AND last name. how absurd. why would i know this bit of info to begin with? maybe bcb needs to be more clear with what he’s telling his sibling about his dating life and how that relates to how he’s treating me.

seven. thursday, 6/17:

convo #1: in the afternoon -

“hey whatre you doing friday?”

“i’m not sure yet, why?”

“i’m having lunch with a family friend, thinking i could stop by (before my family dinner) since i’ll be in the area.”

“oh i was thinking of going to my parents house but i haven’t decided yet.”

“oh, okay”

convo #2: on my way home from dinner in the city -

“did you decide if you’re going to your parents house tmrw?”

“i’m probably going to hang out with some friends”

“oh okay.”

realized “friends’ is codeword for new girl.

oddities in behavior:

bought a new bike even tho he won’t use the rowing machine he purchased last summer that is LITERALLY sitting in his apt, doesn’t even need to go outside and see ppl. how many more times will he use it? not sure. it depends on how much how big the drive in proving me wrong is for this sort of thing.

watches hockey now. NEVER watched it before nor was he super interested. seems like he picked it up recently so there’s something to talk about if nothing else. (after breaking his NYE tradition)

went to a playoff game on a WEEKDAY. HE NEVER did that. to DRIVE to LI on a weekday for that sort of thing. complained that the tix were exp ($200+ each). and i’m like then why did you get them? “well they’re for the playoffs” “oh i didnt think you even liked hockey” i’m going to guess he paid for it bc someone wanted to go, and a topic they can connect on.

for trips and tickets to things, i usually split down the line and exclude a trip dinner or a few smaller things bc he says he got it and would like to pay for it. not sure yt ppl would offer to pay back in general. it’s an asian thing to offer/not let others always cover no matter how generous we know them to be. it’s to “not take advantage” bc we know better. and it’s considered rude to have someone else pay all the time.

at this point, it’s the emotional part that i’m supplementing (if it’s a missing piece) bc i have no idea if hes ever talked to her in regards to concerns about his life in general or if he’s still putting up some facade and only wants her to see the presentable side.

he didnt do his usual NYE tradition of the grapes this year on top of GOING OUT to something with other ppl present. he would rather invite ppl over to his place and provide entertainment and food instead of ever going out there. that is MAJOR.i cannot even begin to explain how impt doing this is to him. but not doing it and bending over backwards already. he NEVER misses the grape thing during the countdown no matter how “bad” a year may be. it’s like him having to watch it’s a wonderful life before xmas every year. it’s a thing he does NOT miss.

maybe it’s a mid-life crisis thing, like buying the car and then sort of regretting it bc it’s another thing to pay for so therefore has to stay at his job longer. btw, there were weird crumbs in the crevices of the front passenger seat the day after my birthday (when he picked me up), and then the whole actually voluntarily hanging out with ppl for a change. he absolutely hates being around ppl, yet he’ll do it for her. i’m sensing a pattern here for how he treats and changes for yt girl vs me and i didn’t even plan that many outings with my own friends for him to go to, max once every half year for a triple date.

but again, it’s like when we broke up, he removes things he can control when he’s super stressed. job he cannot control so the next thing to remove was me bc he can control that. now he’s finally thinking of leaving current job bc he has a sufficient amount saved. guess who helped him itemize and estimate his sinking and emergency funds? such a clown.

i’m done. i can’t do this anymore. it’s taking a toll on my mental health. all this walking on egg shells all the time when we speak on the phone/FT on every single workday/weekday. what C said about the situation rings true. i hope it happens. <^>

this brings me back to something i posted on my finsta:

“if you have to choose between me and her, choose her. because if you really loved me, there wouldn’t be any other choice.”

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ajaegerpilot · 3 years

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okay that 3-month thing or 90-day thing about grief is bullshit. i don’t know what was supposed to happen at the 90-day mark but it didn’t happen. 3 months hurts just as much as 2 months, in the exact same way. It didn’t change. 1 month sucked the worst, and I don’t know what was supposed to happen between day 30 and day 90, but it didn’t happen. i don’t mind crying in the car every other day for the rest of my life, i just thought something would happen. and i don’t know what that is or what i want it to be.

it was my dad’s birthday on the 24th. i never got him presents (he never wanted them love you dad if i ever get kids imma tell them the same thing) but i remember last year for xmas i wanted to give him tea because our shitty GP was telling us that my dad’s cancer might be IBS. anyway, if you have IBS, I’m not saying you have cancer but like just know that IBS is not a specific thing and if someone is diagnosing you with IBS they are saying they don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you. they’re essentially saying you have Problems Disorder, and you shouldn’t feel satisfied necessarily with that diagnosis as you would with other diagnoses. anyway I think by the time xmas rolled around we knew it was cancer and he didn’t like tea (wanted to give him decaf tea bc of the IBS) so I gave the teas to my aunt and sister.

maybe things have changed and i’ve just been treading water with school too much to notice. on my run the other day i saw a sticker on a car which said fuck cancer but the ‘ck’ was like, in the shape of a breast cancer ribbon. and i was like hell yeah im not going to take a picture of this car bc thats creepy but yeah. because i didnt take a pic of it ive been like trying to remember it by writing it down in my journal and here (honestly I should’ve just taken the fucking photo).. there is just something galvanizing about knowing that other people have experienced the same stuff. on one hand its very important to me that everyone know just how important and special my dad was to me. my best fucking friend. no one will ever understand me in the way he understood me. and i’m not saying this in a defeating way as to say that I don’t have other people I love and who love me and that I won’t make more relationships with people I love in significant ways. It’s just true that he wasn’t important to me because he was my dad, but because he was a good person, and he was my good friend, and I will never again get to talk to him and he will never again experience life.

but also i’m not the only person who has ever suffered loss like that, even if it is different from mine (and of course it would be, because people are different and death is different but there is this commonality to loss that makes me feel less alone). like i feel that its so important that people know that I loved and love him SO MUCH. but it also makes me feel better that I’m not the only person who has lost someone. and that I’m not the only person that lost him, that he meant a lot to others as well. i dont know maybe it just makes me feel more connected to this world knowing that I’m not alone in this feeling. like if i was unique in feeling like this? in having lost someone that mattered this much to me? that would be a lot worse. like obviously i don’t want other people to go through this, but knowing that loss and death isn’t uncommon and is in fact this thing that we have to take along with love and life. idk for awhile there last year I kind of internalized that my sorrow was unique because our relationship was unique, and that made me feel really isolated and despairing. but i can accept now that our relationship was special and that my sorrow is well-placed but also that it is something I share with so many other people.

#misha speaks

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cilliankelly · 3 years

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text 📱 cillian & ellie.

Discord text thread featuring: cillian & @robinscnfm

When: december 25th

Mentions: @judetaylorhq @loganstjames @iitsace

Description: ellie texts cillian to wish him merry xmas. they discuss their relationships and ellie encourages cillian to try and be better, but for himself, not for anyone else.

Trigger Warnings: insecurities galoooore but i think that’s it.

ellie.

merry christmas dumbass 🤩 hope u had a good time and that your leg is better ❤️ you’re awesome buddy

Cillian

thanks els bells

i know i don’t always act like i do, but i really do appreciate you and shit. thanks for everything and merry christmas

also i’m sorry about your couch

ellie.

i know you do ❤️ no problem. I really did take you in just to do you a solid, buddy

no problem 😂

i might not even need to get one. Yknow, logan asked me to move in and if i do, probably the less furniture the better. U know i have enough shit as it is lmao

Cillian

👀

does this mean you’re seriously considering it?

moving in with the boyfriend?

ellie.

honestly? I kind of am

i have until mid january to think about it

and i like his apartment, plus our schedules don’t always line up because he has a day job and i have a morning job and a night job, which makes hanging out impossible sometimes

Cillian

these all seem like very sensible conclusions

ellie.

They are. I mean. Its kind of scary im ngl

Cillian

definitely scary. but good i think.

ellie.

im not used to living with anyone which definitely freaks me out

and u know i love my crappy ass apartment

but.... its also exciting idk

Cillian

no i totally get it.

i mean it’s a little different for me bc until recently i didn’t really feel like i ever had a home

but it’s nice. it’s big and it’s kind of scary but it’s also really great.

ellie.

ohhhh wait wait 👀

are u moving in w .. someone?

its such a nice apartment too im ngl

and he doesnt let me pay for anything which wasnt an issue when we were 18 but now it makes me feel ✨very guilty✨

Cillian

fuck tell me about it

and i mean... yeah. he gave me a key for christmas

ellie

omg im so happy for you!!!!

thats so so awesome

fuckin scary too but im excited for u

Cillian

thanks. i desperately trying to not fuck it up anymore than i already have. but i feel good about it.

ellie.

he wants to marry me

Cillian

holy shit

i know you guys dated in high school but you’ve been together how long?

ellie.

a fuckin MOOD but hes lucky to have u. Yall are a good match

Cillian

wow thanks. that’s actually like, good to hear.

i kind of feel like i magically won the best friend/boyfriend lottery or something

ellie.

this time around? About a month. Overall? Like almost three years

but no. What he said was that he still had the ring he’d bought back then

and that he wanted to give it to me whenever i was ready to be asked

it fuckin scares me how much he loves me idk what i did to deserve it

U SAID BOYFRIEND

Cillian

sounds like we really are in the same boat

wait what

ellie.

im so happy

yeah we are. Idk ive never been with anyone who loved me so... up front and decisively

Cillian

it’s fucking terrifying

ellie.

it is

Cillian

like i’m really happy???? but i look at him and my chest gets all tight and all i can think about is how much it’s gonna suck to lose him.

also i’m a bit buzzed on wine right now and this conversation is staying RIGHT HERE eleanor.

i have a rep to maintain

ellie.

THATS LOVEEEEE CILLIANNN

and idk im conflicted. He told me he wanted to pick it up where we left off and i told him i wanted to take it slow, and he agreed

and i do want to take it slow....... but oof falling back to the place where we used to be before It happened has been so easy its fuckin scary

Cillian

and oh my god shut uuuuuuuuuuup

i can’t even imagine.

ace is back in town and that’s been... weird

ellie.

IM NOT GONNAAAA U LOOOVE UR BF

my resolve to go slow with him is getting weaker and weaker i am such a mess

i know. I think i saw her the other day. Hows everything on that front?

Cillian

i don’t know. fine? a little awkward. i don’t have feelings for her still but like. i see her and it reminds me how shitty i was. and still am.

ellie.

and dont worry. Yes people leave but not the ones that really love you.... and i have a feeling u found it

Cillian

i think it’s really bumming him out that like... nobody knows we’re... together.

ellie.

yeah why is that?

Cillian

i don’t know...

telling people makes it like... real.

and jude thinks that by not telling people it makes it easier for me to take it all back and regress or whatever

but i just... ellie i’m like positive that i’m gonna fuck this up. and i don’t know if i want to share it. with anyone really. not when it’s this good.

i don’t know if that makes any sense

ellie.

but its important to him

Cillian

he says it’s fine but i know it’s not.

ellie.

and listen

theres a strong possibility you WILL fuck it up and theres also a strong possibility that you will NOT fuck it up. No one knows.

and theres a possibility that he’ll fuck it up

or maybe something else will come in between you two and pull you apart

no one fucking knows ok dude

Cillian

jesus ellie, not making this any easier over here

ellie.

and you’re wasting the sweetest part of a relationship by thinking about the end

so like. The most u can do is stop thinking so far ahead, stop getting in your own way, and every day make the conscious decision to show him you love him and to not to fuck it up. Thats all any of us can do

Cillian

i don’t deserve him, i really don’t.

i’ve never felt so useless in my entire life.

ellie.

youre not useless

but i get you, i really do

Cillian

i can’t even fucking walk correctly. i can’t work. i can’t do anything

and i don’t know that i’ve ever like, really wanted to be better. but fuck. he deserves more than this.

ellie.

no no dont think like that

if you want to do anything about becoming more educated or some shit like that you have to do it for YOU because YOU deserve better

Cillian

it was hard enough the first time around. i’m just not cut out for it.

ellie.

i just think you havent found the right motivation

Cillian

and what’s that? the right motivation?

ellie.

idk how to describe it

like when i was in college i would think about graduating and being independent and it got me through boring classes and shit like that

so yeah. maybe what you need is motivation

Cillian

i know this is dumb. and it’s gonna get me an eye roll or something. but it’s just so much easier... to not.

ellie.

no its not dumb

but like. sometimes the things that are worth it arent the easy ones

Cillian

i just don’t want to fail again.

ellie.

bad news, youre gonna

Cillian

you’re all sunshine and rainbows this evening

ellie.

im tipsyyy

and also giving it to u straight

ur gonna fail bc failing is just. part of the human experience

but !! ur also gonna succeed my dude

Cillian

i guess you don’t know if you don’t try.

ellie.

also idk i think ur fear is valid and it happens to me too

so i just think itd be bullshit to tell u like <3 ur not gonna fail <3 everything will work out <3

Cillian

yeah. i wouldn’t believe you if you said that anyways.

ellie.

yeah exactly so like

the best thing i can say is that when you think that youre gonna fail just. try to think the opposite

Cillian

easier said than done

but i appreciate the advice

ellie.

yeah i know it is

no problem buddy <3 anytime

#texts → cillian & ellie #discord #i love these two sm

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gunmetalgrey-trashpile · 3 years

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SMS [ august 📷 ] : yeah im from there SMS [ bucky ] : a yank??? gross minus a point ur back at 0 that where u live now SMS [ august 📷 ] : ouch i didnt discriminate against you or him for being brits maybe now i should yeah i live there now too SMS [ bucky ] : who said I was a Brit SMS [ august 📷 ] : that'd be telling it's a guess given that he said where he was SMS [ bucky ] : telling is the point of this whole interview pal ur still loosing points here SMS [ august 📷 ] : i dont know much about you either SMS [ bucky ] : start talking u might get as far as in person harrassment mynameisuntoldToday at 00:57 could be interesting SMS [ bucky ] : but you are correct, it’s I, the terrifying older brother Sebastian Moran here to intimidate you SMS [ august 📷 ] : the prime minister isnt going to be texting me SMS [ bucky ] : I have it on good authority the prime minister recieves dick pics so shut the fuck up Yankee Doodle whatever SMS [ august 📷 ] : see now thats conflicting information which one are you actually SMS [ bucky ] : well well well what’s ur options Narrow it down Buck mc buckface SMS [ august 📷 ] : the other sebastian, severin, moira, alex, jasper, probably not the other sebastian, severin, or moira jasper's nice so im guessing alex? im assuming you're a moran SMS [ bucky ] : big assumption SMS [ august 📷 ] : august has a big family SMS [ bucky ] : but look at you dropping all the names do u SMS [ august 📷 ] : i get reports from time not really SMS [ bucky ] : and where did you think he was/is SMS [ august 📷 ] : august? all i knew was england because of the last picture i got SMS [ bucky ] : Auggie mynameisuntoldToday at 01:04 yeah sure SMS [ bucky ] : how long have you known him SMS [ august 📷 ] : a little while ill have to think just over a year i think? SMS [ bucky ] : that fuckers has know you a YEAR when did this start SMS [ august 📷 ] : we met last september if i remember correctly and yeah he has i mean its not like hes here all the time so its been every so often throughout the year SMS [ bucky ] : this explains the air miles whatever not the point mr deer SMS [ august 📷 ] : do you keep a close eye on them?? whats the point? SMS [ bucky ] : what do u do for a living hey IM the one asking questions here I’m the PM SMS [ august 📷 ] : sure you are i fix cars SMS [ bucky ] : That’s why it’s called PRIME MINISTERS QUESTIONS ooooooooooooo What kinda cars SMS [ august 📷 ] : any kind that's broken i dont pay attention to your politics, you know SMS [ bucky ] : do u like cars mynameisuntoldToday at 01:10 yeah SMS [ bucky ] : lol neither do i SMS [ august 📷 ] : sure you dont SMS [ bucky ] : Running the country is hard enough Ain’t gonna listen to people whine about it do u like cats SMS [ august 📷 ] : yeah theyre fine SMS [ bucky ] : wrong answer buckaroo SMS [ august 📷 ] : is there something wrong with cats? SMS [ bucky ] : i feel like I must be on at least -50 by now SMS [ august 📷 ] : if i had a pet, itd be a dog if that makes you feel better SMS [ bucky ] : cats are the WORST it doesn’t but maybe that’s -49 SMS [ august 📷 ] : fair enough clearly you take this interrogation seriously SMS [ bucky ] : what did you get Auggie for his bday SMS [ august 📷 ] : i think we just hung out a bit and went exploring. showed him a spot he hadnt seen before SMS [ bucky ] : lame what do you plan on getting him for xmas if you make it that far SMS [ bucky ] : might have MI6 murder you if you lose any more points SMS [ august 📷 ] : I don’t know enough about camera stuff, but probably something like that Though he’ll get that before or after since he spend Xmas over there okay 007 sounds good SMS [ bucky ] : when are you seeing him next ive got to visit the ompa loompa one more time before he leaves office SMS [ august 📷 ] : I think he might come by when he’s done there with you one more time? 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I’m not picky - dinner and then wandering around is always nice SMS [ bucky ] : so I can tell my agents to do that before they kill you what kind of dinner SMS [ august 📷 ] : interesting italian’s good? though there’s also a good Greek place SMS [ bucky ] : What are your thoughts on like stew n stuff do you cook what are your thoughts on life and the universe and our place in it DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS SMS [ august 📷 ] : stew is good i do cook and i can bake but dont do it much thats too philosophical for me the universe is what it is and im not gonna question it too hard i dont beleive in ghosts which i get the feeling you do SMS [ bucky ] : why not good you loose too much time trying to figure it out +1 point to you buckster -1 for the ghosts they will get you i should know i'm ruler of great britain SMS [ august 📷 ] : that evens out to 0 points I feel like your grading is a little harsh So you’re the queen now?? 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brinesystem · 4 years

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list, tw

I saw this on someone else’s blog (im not saying names cause idk if its okay to share that info? it was public but still) and it uh

It looked like a good way to kinda, like, have a bit less doubt? or a way to remind myself of whats happening and why i think i have this? idk

Might be triggering so like probs scroll past or something

‘the moods’ existed before i knew about did/osdd

I used to describe them as “it feels like half me, but also half somebody else”

I argue and talk with my own thoughts

Sometimes I talk/argue /aloud/ with my own thoughts

I have to actively fight to /convince/ Fae to talk to people, else he wont. and even when he does, its not how i want it to sound

I cant remember most of my childhood

The /bad/ middle school was when i was either 9 or 10

I knew too much about sex when i was much too young (7, 8)

I get ages wrong (i was 6 in cali, not 8. why do i think it was 8?)

I had a dream about getting raped when I was in elementary school. I didnt fight back. I didnt feel anything at all

I used to hide under desks

I hated my therapist. Its now fear. I dont remember what it was back then

I forget memories I recall, and if I force them back, everything hurts, even if theyre not traumatic

I often forget that I used to forget bad things that happened to me.

Other sex dreams from elementary school

The csa I /do/ remember (freshman). Why did i seek that out. Why did it seem like a good plan

I used to forget conversations daily

I drew myself (sebastian, older brother, nicer) before I knew i was trans. I dont have many memories from before I came out/knew i was trans. (am i an alter?)

Used to daydream for hours due to nerves. Disocciating?

The bathroom incident (middle school. 9 - 10)

How old are you? “16″ i reply this randomly when i am 23. when i was 21. Even when I know I am not

The HS trauma that happened right

I don’t have triggers for my trauma, except sometimes i /do/

Hypersexual, but only /sometimes/

I’m an adult! Except sometimes when my body is much too big and I am much too tall and I only want to curl up and be left /alone/. Except when i am small and fragile and want to have stuffed animals around me and play animal crossing. Except then.

Opinions keep changing, but to set differing ones. (Fashion sense, humor, hobbies, aesthetics)

Scared of dad! Not scared of dad. Pity dad. Could kill dad. Scared of dad! Not s-

Handwriting/Art/Writing style changes a lot (fluctuates between set stops)

Randomly gains accents and loses them. Only happens with two accents even though I know many

Stims change depending on Mood

Cant recognize myself in the mirror, but ideal keeps changing in set patterns (soft lumberjack, fae prince, cutesy, fashionable andro, suited devil)

Fave colors, songs, movies change in set patterns

Numb sensations to VERY INTENSE sensations. Cannot predict

Edible food changes depending on mood, even including safe foods (mac n cheese vs mussels vs ramen, etc)

What is this emotion? idk

Who am i? idk

I know I was bullied. Don’t remember why I know

Trying to think about my childhood makes me panic or get a headache

Super depressed after mental break ; Suddenly snapped out of it emotionally

That one time I slept for 3 days straight

Posture and walk cycle keeps changing

Gets songs stuck in my head that I’m not thinking about

Gets songs stuck in my head that i can’t even hear

Remembers things with no context given (the movie. “which movie” i dont know. “what was it about? who was in it? what was the title? what did it look like?” i dont know)

Bad sense of time, but like, days/hours can = months/years

“so mature for my age”

The Moods can be triggered into appearing, but not always by things I relate to them (ie; Kos and Fae)

Personality test results keep changing. All of them

False memories (the cliff, talking to the old woman about marriage, who knows what else)

Caught off guard by my own thoughts and even words I say (”sehb is gonna be mad at me for this, lol” “ACRRRRRYLICS”)

Most of my childhood memories are actually photos or stories ive heard

That dissociative test where I scored in the middle, but closer to DID than OSDD

Opinion on myself and my own looks varies

Opinion on my past varies

I dont recognize my own voice sometimes (is it changing? or is it my perception?)

Numb regarding pain, but then hypersensitive to it later

Numb regarding loss, skips straight to acceptance

Cant shiver normally, but sometimes can even when its not cold

Cant feel hunger normally, but sometimes can?

Favorite season and holidays change (summer, beach! autumn, cool air! halloween! no, valentines day!)

I dont feel connected to my family except my mum and maybe my youngest sister. These were /choices/ I made

Empathy? Dont know her. Except when I randomly start crying when others are sad, which always comes at different times but similar Moods

Cares about appearance one day, couldnt care less the next

Fave jacket: Green denim! Nope, today fave jacket: Grey hoodie! Nope, today f-

Headaches. So many headaches

More headaches when dealing with trauma

I doubt myself and worry I’m lying. Liars wouldnt do that, right?

Known to dissociate

Forget things mid sentence

Used ‘we’ when talking about myself at random before considering OSDD

Cant dream, except when I can and they dont feel like /mine/

Used to speak aloud with myself practicing words. Was I alone? idk

Loves animals. One of the Moods doesnt care at all about animals, even Wander

Loves video games. One of the moods detests video games

Loves horror games. Randomly feels intense fear from horror games

I know i was bullied, i know dad didnt come home on xmas, i know i moved a lot, i know i was in dc during 9/11, the ocean incident, the doctor incidents, I vaguely recall M(on base friend with older brother) and how she treated me (broke my glasses), i know i had a horrible time during that one year of middle school even though I only remember Two Moments (bathrooms, trailer) but I don’t necessarily have the memories of all of the things I know I dealt with

Memories are like snapshots or still moments, and dont continue

Memories I know effected me emotionally, I feel detached from now, except when i’m randomly Not (the koi, the caterpillar, not punching dad, etc)

Didn’t have friends until second year of middle school, those friends were bad, so were the hs friends

Ignored most things that happened but would randomly become enraged at smaller things that happened to me

The time on base I thought all adults driving by were pedophiles (i was 7. 8. why did i think that. why did i want to goad them? what was wrong with me??)

Keep forgetting memories like 81, but when I remember them theyre hard to get out of my head

“you acted so differently as a kid, what happened”

The Tics in response to stress

Was good at the doctors and then suddenly wasnt at all. Now am afraid

Was fine with bugs and then suddenly wasnt. Now am afraid

The fact that I dont remember typing ‘at all’ on 85

Lost old friend. Didnt mourn, still get a queasy feeling when I think about her/am reminded of her, but not upset or sad usually

Can connect most of the Moods to triggers, traumas, or coping methods, including myself

Reaction to trauma changed literally overnight

Used to love being tickled, now makes me panic (fight/flight)

Can feel when the Moods take something they see into themselves (was told this is normal. i am not faking this, at the very least)

I dont like lying. Fae doesnt/cant lie. Luci /enjoys/ lying.

Used to think solely in images. Now think solely in words.

Can sometimes hear thoughts before i think them, but only my own

Randomly gets worse coordination in turns with moods, and then gains it back after

Too trusting, but then gets in a mood and doubts even my closest friends

People keep telling me what im describing sounds like osdd, even friends who have met some of the Moods

I have an easier time remembering some things when I’m in different Moods

Used to have more amnesia before I started recognizing the Moods (was that me switching out?)

#osdd #osdd1 #Moods

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lupihero · 4 years

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; mun & muse - meme.

tagged by: @bxstiae thank u!! tagging: anyone who wants to do this ♡

fill out & repost ♥ this meme definitely favors canons more, but i hope oc’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. multi-muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is: canon / oc / au ( has au verses ) / canon-divergent / fandomless

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO / MAYBE.

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO / MAYBE.

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon? — pretty strictly. tbh i think i could do with a little more canon-divergence but i usually focus pretty hard on canon and diverging too far in my own muses, unless they were poorly written, tends to bother me.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals. — need a sweet country boy with a heart of gold who loves hard and fast and considers everyone he loves as part of his family ? how about a boy that can kick your ass to the sacred realm and back with his bare hands and a dizzying amount of strength ? how about a big friendly wolf that really doesn’t act all that much like a wolf but is big and soft and a really nice companion ? a boy that carries on and sees the best in people despite his trauma ? a boy who’s an absolute fucking dork and loses his mind whenever he sees a cat ? will smith poses @ link

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?). — he’s the protagonist, he’s too nice, too likable, and he might be, from some perspectives, super overpowered. a lot of his flaws are issues that come with a lot of protagonist characters, like selflessness to a fault, recklessness, a desire to help no matter the cost, etc., and it might come across as overdone or unoriginal for someone like him.

What inspired you to rp your muse? — twipri has been my favorite video game of all time since i first played it the xmas after it came out, when i was 7. it was an unbelievably huge influence on my life, and got me through a whole lot of shit i’d have to go through up until i was a teenager. it was a constant for me, a comfort. and link, being the protagonist, was of course the center of it. i connected to him really hard, and becoming him whenever i played the game was like magic to me as a kid. honestly, i dont know why i didnt write him until this year, because he’s been such an easy headspace for me to slip into for years. ig i just figured it was about time? id already written both tp zel and midna at separate points, so it was only right to complete the trio ksjfgh

What keeps your inspiration going? — the game itself, its soundtrack, art, linked universe and its little fandom, and you guys! just seeing all of your posts and your passion for loz and its characters helps fuel the love i have for it too!

Some more personal questions for the mun.

give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO.

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO. ( i have. built up a lot of hcs about this boy over the years )

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO. ( i usually do write drabbles every now and then, idk why i haven’t for link yet )

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO. ( hmm i mean. i think i am, anyway?? i like the way i portray him, but i guess im sorta insecure about whether or not yall like my portrayal lmao )

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO. ( more or less, it depends on the day. back when i was a Gifted Kid my Gift was writing, and i was literally always chosen to read things i wrote aloud at school assemblies and things, so i. very much have a love / hate relationship w it )

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO. ( i mean. i try really hard not to be but :’^) )

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal? — tbh, i don’t know?? i usually do with other muses, but bc twi is very special to me i have literally no idea how well i would take it. of course, if u do have criticism ( of the constructive sort, of course ), i still welcome it

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character? — yes!!! if you ever have anything you wanna know about twi and the way i write him, please ask!!!

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why? — nope. unless it’s in the context of sharing hcs back and forth and building on each other or part of a friendly conversation, i don’t want to hear why you think i’m wrong. i still think about that personal that rb’d a hc i made a month or so ago and put in the tags all the reasons they disagreed w me and i wish i didn’t bc i hate it

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it? — i?? dunno??? i guess i’d just tell them to unfollow. i’m not here to write link the way you think he should be written, i’m here to write him the way i want to.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it? — hkljfg does anyone hate link??? like. he’s link. he’s neutral at worst. but it’s not my business if someone hates him, so to each their own ig

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors? — mm i don’t mind it, but i don’t really see the point. rp is a form of writing that doesn’t need much editing, and when it does, we are our own editors, so of course we’re going to make mistakes and overlook them. english is a complicated and hard language, and typos/misspellings/grammar errors happen and it’s not a big deal

Do you think you are easy going as a mun? — yes!! i’m a very laid-back person in general i think, and of course i have things i won’t tolerate and i’ll speak up when i need to, but at the end of the day rp is a hobby, and it’s something we do to have fun, and i know that having fun is the most important part of doing this. though, sometimes i think my anxiety & fear of confrontation might make me a little too lenient on things like my own rules tho kjfhg

that’s about it, congrats for filling out!

#okaY sorry for all the ooc again today!! i feel like drawing so i think im gonna doodle some tonight but #if anyone wants to talk u can ask for my discord or pop into my ims!!#⸢ OUT. ⸥ i’m actually a cat person.#dash games tbt.

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notveryglittery · 5 years

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home for the holidays (& home is where the heart is)

summary: declan and patton spend the first night of winter break vacation together. words: 3,300 / ships: romantic moceit warnings: sympathetic deceit, slight panic, very brief alcohol mention, accidental burn injury. let me know if there’s anything else! author’s notes: ok this is the first thing i’ve managed to write in a month and i’m kinda proud of it?? it’s a human/college au in which the sides + thomas are on winter break, visiting and staying at a cute cabin in a small town near school. this is the snowed in prompt from @sanderssidescelebrations!! check the end for a few more author’s notes :) i hope you enjoy!!

read on ao3 / @fandersfic-patceit

This was all going exactly according to plan.

Scowling out the window and at the storm outside, Declan huffed in frustration. His breath fogged the glass and he rolled his eyes. What was he supposed to do now? Not only was the snow supposed to have waited until tomorrow to come through, he wasn’t supposed to have been trapped in this cabin when it did. It wasn’t like they were at a loss for heat or supplies; everything was in working order and the kitchen was well stocked. It was that it was “they” to begin with.

Quite suddenly, the cheerful notes of a Christmas song he was only vaguely familiar with began to play from the entertainment center. Declan turned to face the sound to find Patton beaming at him, hands fidgeting with the hem of his sweater.

“I thought it was a bit quiet!” Patton chirped, gesturing to the speakers. “It was a little eerie with just the wind and well, uh, you know how I am with… uhm. Silence.” Patton’s voice trailed off as he looked away and the air in the room grew thick with tension.

Declan, despite his slightly foul mood and the unfortunate circumstance they were in, found himself gazing at Patton with an expression that Roman would call “twitterpated.” Shaking his head to snap himself out of it, Declan closed the distance between them, and threw an arm around Patton’s shoulders. He tugged Patton along towards the kitchen, gesturing with his free hand as he did so.

“If we’re going to be stuck here alone for the night,” and Declan prayed it would be just the one night and that the others would make it back by tomorrow afternoon because he was so sure he could handle any more than that, “we might as well make it worth it, right?”

Patton brightened instantly, nodding with fervor. “I was going through the pantry! There’s all the fixings to make cookies! Oh! There’s pizza in the freezer, too!”

Declan watched fondly as Patton slipped from his hold and hurried around the room, throwing open various cupboards to retrieve everything they’d need. Sure enough, the counters were soon covered in various containers of flour, sugar, and chocolate chips as well as enough mixing bowls to make four different kinds of cookies. Declan wouldn’t be surprised if it came to that.

While Patton got together the baking station, Declan prepared a frozen pizza (Hawaiian and Declan supposed he’d allow pineapple on pizza this time around since it happened to be Patton’s favorite) for when the oven finished preheating. Patton was going on about what a bummer it was for just the two of them to end up stuck at the cabin. This had been a winter break getaway for their group of six but the tragedies struck one after the other.

Roman forgot an entire suitcase worth of clothes at school and so he’d had to go back for it, insisting that Logan join him because his phone was low battery and what if it died while he was on the road, and he couldn’t find his way back without GPS? Logan knew the quaint little town like the back of his hand, having grown up in it. He hadn’t complained, claiming that he’d like to grab a few textbooks, anyway, so that he might get some studying in during their down time. Patton had, of course, insisted that there would be no school work during vacation and made Roman pinky promise he wouldn’t let Logan go anywhere near his own dorm.

Virgil and Thomas, on the other hand, went out to buy a few bottles of various cream liqueurs to mix in with their hot chocolate and coffee. None of them were heavy drinkers but just the right amount of alcohol in a warm drink sometimes made the difference, especially after finishing finals. Every time they’d nearly been ready to leave the store, a message would be sent to their group chat, asking for them to get this or that as well, which prolonged their trip just enough.

The storm hit so suddenly, the entire town seemed to go on lockdown in minutes.

Virgil was rapid fire texting them, panicking on whether or not Logan and Roman had made it back to campus in time, and asking if the cabin still had power. The pair weren’t finished with their drive just yet but they’d cleared the inclement weather by quite a few miles. Patton and Declan still had electricity but the snow was coming down far too fast and heavy for them to do much. Besides, there were only two cars and it wasn’t like they could get anywhere better.

For the next half hour, Thomas kept them updated on the fact that it seemed they would be stuck at the grocery store until morning, when the streets could be cleared. Virgil had argued with the store owners that they couldn’t just stay there but when a police officer arrived and deemed it too dangerous to be on the road, Virgil had finally relented. Besides, their car didn’t have snow chains on the tires, and after some coaxing from Thomas, it was decided. Thankfully, the proprietors were ridiculously prepared for such a dilemma, and had blankets to go around and keep their customers warm.

“Dee. Sugar?” Patton spoke, pulling Declan from his wandering thoughts.

Warmth spread along his cheeks as he gaped at Patton. “Pardon?”

Patton looked up from where he was pouring flour into a bowl. “The sugar?” He asked, tilting his head. “Or am I making these cookies on my own?” His tone was light and teasing and Declan wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take and it had barely been two hours.

“You’d burn them without my help,” Declan said, eyebrows raising in what was sometimes a pretty good tell that he was fibbing. Not that it would have mattered since Patton seemed to have a sixth sense in knowing whether or not Declan was telling the truth. This was obviously a blatant lie to anyone who would have heard, anyway, because Patton was literally majoring in culinary (pastry) arts.

Declan assisted where he could, even if that just meant cleaning up the dishes and workspace as they went. The pizza went in the oven while Patton was mixing in the chocolate chips. Declan leaned against the counter, arms folded loosely over his chest, and watched. The playlist Patton had turned on earlier was blaring Mariah Carey, because of course it was, and Declan let the sappy song wash over him. Patton hummed along, tapping his feet and bobbing his head.

Before Declan could tear his gaze away, Patton spun to face him, holding the wooden spoon to his mouth like a microphone.

“Make my wish come true,” he sang, throwing one arm into the air. “Baby, all I want for Christmas is you~”

Declan couldn’t believe this was how he died.

Patton sashayed and shimmied around the kitchen. He certainly wasn’t coordinated when it came to singing and dancing but he was having so much fun and Declan felt very much so like he needed to stab something to earn back his cool and aloof exterior. His phone, thankfully, chose that moment to start ringing.

Patton looked to him curiously but Declan waved dismissively as he headed to a quieter part of the house to answer the call. The moment he was out of view, Patton returned the wooden spoon to the bowl and grabbed his own phone so quickly he nearly dropped it into the cookie dough. Opening Facebook messenger, he found his direct messages with Virgil, and started typing.

snow angel: ajskdfkjlhsf snow angel: viRGIL HELP snow angel: he’s so CUTE i dont know whAT TO DO snow angel: please can you mAKE IT BACK TONIGHT

For thirty agonizing seconds, the texts went unread.

Until they suddenly weren’t and a bouncing ellipses appeared as Virgil began to reply.

ghost of xmas present: oh my god ghost of xmas present: pat, seriously?????? ghost of xmas present: we have talked abt this. like… a LOT

Patton worried his bottom lip between his teeth and glanced in the direction Declan had left. Who knew how much more time he had??

ghost of xmas present: PLEASE just tell him already snow angel: WHAT snow angel: i canT DO THAT snow angel: i dont even know if he likes me back!!!!!!!

(Thomas watched, half amused and half intrigued, as Virgil slapped a palm against his forehead.)

ghost of xmas present: ok patton. listen. are you listening. snow angel: linda, listen ghost of xmas present: … ghost of xmas present: if you confess and declan doesn’t like you, then i will literally buy you all the ingredients to make your own cookies for the rest of our lives.

Patton was going to open his own bakery. This was a pretty big offer. He paced back and forth a bit, debating. Even if he told Declan how he felt and the feelings weren’t returned, Patton knew they could continue to be friends. Their group was too tight knit to let something like that tear them apart. Sure, it’d hurt for a little bit, but Patton could handle that. … Right?

ghost of xmas present: oh, speak of the devil

Patton jolted, rereading the message three more times just in case.

snow angel: virgil???? what do you mean?????

It remained unread.

ho ho homicide: this had better be good dec the halls: he’s jusT AWFUL what do i DO ho ho homicide: you goddamn disaster gay dec the halls: i absolutely hate him dec the halls: i can definitely handle this ho ho homicide: ok slow down dec the halls: everything is great dec the halls: the building is on fire and this is fine ho ho homicide: DUDE ho ho homicide: shuT THE HELL UP ho ho homicide: lisTEN TO ME dec the halls: linda ho ho homicide: wow you two are made for each other

Declan tripped over the rug in the bedroom he was currently pacing and nearly slammed face first into the corner of a dresser. He hated when Virgil said things like that, it wasn’t fair. He threw himself onto the bed and buried his face into a pillow until his phone buzzed, alerting him to another message.

ho ho homicide: i will let you have one of my most prized records if you confess to patton and he ends up not liking you back.

Declan thought about the Fall Out Boy vinyl Virgil had scored during Black Friday, the last of its kind without spending money (that no college student had) on shipping.

dec the halls: deal

He pocketed his phone and returned to the kitchen. Patton was rolling the cookie dough into balls, all perfectly sized and placed evenly on the baking sheet. His hair looked a little messier than it had when Declan left; there was flour in it that had not been there before. Patton paused and smiled at him. It was the soft smile they all knew he had reserved for things he was especially partial to, like cats and dogs and… Declan realized suddenly that he caught Patton very often looking at him with that grin.

“The pizza is done,” Patton said, gesturing towards the oven with a nod of his head.

Declan blinked out of his daze and pulled on a pair of oven mitts before turning the oven off momentarily, taking their dinner out from it, and setting it aside to cool.

“Important call?” Patton asked as he adjusted the oven’s temperature.

“Just Roman,” Declan answered, “he’s very excited about being back at school already.”

Patton giggled. “Poor thing. I think he was the most excited about this trip.”

“I don’t know,” Declan countered, dipping a finger into the bowl and scooping a bit of cookie dough out. He popped it into his mouth and let his eyelids flutter shut at the taste. When he opened his eyes, Patton was staring rather unabashedly at his lips. Declan smirked. “All this quality time together sounded terribly unappealing, if I’m being honest.”

Patton’s gaze snapped up to meet Declan’s. “Are you ever?” He asked quietly, shifting closer.

Declan hummed, brushing a hand against Patton’s forearm. “When it matters most.”

The oven beeped, re-preheated, and the two leapt apart as if electrocuted.

“These cookies aren’t going to bake themselves!” Patton exclaimed, grabbing the tray and, with movements far more uncoordinated than usual, went to open the oven door. Declan was no stranger to disaster (as Virgil had just so kindly reminded him) and so while he anticipated what would happen next, he wasn’t quick enough to prevent it.

The tray clattered to the tile as Patton yelped in pain, lurching away and shoving his thumb into his mouth. The balls of dough went rolling across the floor and the oven door slammed shut as Patton recoiled from it. Declan had an arm around him in seconds, guiding him towards the sink.

“Hurts,” Patton whined from around the digit, tears gathering in his eyes.

“I know,” Declan reassured, “I’m sorry. Here.”

He turned the faucet on, testing the water before tugging Patton’s hand down towards the stream. Patton hissed as the liquid first came in contact with the burn but only a moment later, he was half slumped against the counter and half into Declan as the pain lessened.

“You don’t need to apologize,” Patton said, looking up at Declan, who had him wrapped still in one arm. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I could’ve been paying less attention,” he disagreed.

“We were pretty distracted,” Patton offered, hesitantly.

For a moment, nothing followed but the sound of running water and Perry Como singing about how there was no place like home for the holidays. Declan thought that home is where the heart is a silly notion but Patton was notoriously referred to as the heart of their friend group and he actually liked the sound of that quite a bit—

Patton had looked away. He turned the faucet off and pulled from Declan’s embrace.

“I’m going to check the medicine cabinet in the bathroom for something to put on this,” he murmured, leaving before Declan could say anything else.

The playlist came to an end and silence fell once more over the cabin. Declan, almost mechanically, used the remaining dough to make another batch before carefully putting them into the oven. He set the timer for less time than probably necessary (better safe than sorry). He cleaned up the mess off the floor and set the dishes in the sink to soak.

Wandering out of the kitchen, Declan found the outlet in the living room that Patton seemed to have planned to plug the fairy lights into. He’d brought them from his dorm, hoping to make their stay feel cozier, and had strung them up when they first arrived. It hadn’t taken long with Roman’s help. Declan turned them on and they bathed the room in warm yellow.

“Oh,” came a gasp from behind him.

Declan looked to find Patton, hands clasped beneath his chin. His thumb was bandaged.

“It looks beautiful.”

“Not nearly as lovely as you.”

Patton, eyes wide in awe and mouth parted slightly in surprise, truly did make quite the vision. His curls were messy still with flour and his cheeks glowing just rosily enough. The purples and blues of his sweater complemented him nicely and Declan couldn’t take it anymore. If anything, he’d get that Fall Out Boy record out of this.

“I like you.”

“I like you!”

Spoken within the same breath, Declan and Patton stared at one other in disbelief.

“Wait.”

“What??”

Another moment of stunned silence before Patton began laughing.

“So much for never having to buy my own stock,” he said between giggles.

Declan would ask later.

“You…”

“Yeah!” Patton answered earnestly, swooping so quickly into Declan’s space, it made him dizzy. “Yes! I do. I have! For… oh, it feels like ages. Do you remember sophomore year when they set up that event in the quad with just, like, all the dogs in the world? And they were letting any student that wanted to play for as long as they needed? To relax?”

Declan nodded.

“I saw you there with the smallest little yorkie and even as I made sure to meet every pooch I could, you still gave the most attention to her, and I was just… drawn to you, I guess.” Patton paused, before adding jokingly, “or maybe it was that she was the last one I needed to pet.”

Declan nodded.

“You were kind of closed off and even when I did manage to get something out of you, I couldn’t make heads or tails of what you were saying. I remember thinking that you had the prettiest eyes…”

Declan blinked. He’d grown up with kids thinking his mismatched irises were weird and while that certainly wasn’t the case any longer, it tended still to be a sore subject for him.

“Eventually, you just handed me that pupper and walked off. I thought I’d never see you again.” Patton frowned. “Until… well, you know the rest!! Roman invited us to an after party for that year’s show and… there you were.”

“Here I am,” Declan whispered, feeling a bit like he couldn’t breathe.

Patton chuckled, glancing down long enough to find one of Declan’s hands and take it in his own. When he looked back up, he kept his gaze somewhere just over Declan’s left shoulder.

“I guess I sort of wanted something to happen on this trip but I didn’t wanna get my hopes up…”

A particularly strong gust of wind rattled the window panes and Patton flinched at the noise. Declan fully snapped out of his reverie. He pressed his free hand against the small of Patton’s back and pulled him closer, tucking Patton’s head underneath his chin.

“We were juniors and we had the same free time on our Tuesday-Thursdays,” Declan said, shifting so that it wouldn’t be as awkward to talk given their position. “Logan joined you sometimes in the library to study but… usually you found the sunniest spot and every time I walked by, you just…” Declan paused long enough for Patton to pull back in concern and look up at him.

Declan floundered. “You were just hideous, all radiant in the light and so relaxed and focused, it was the worst, my stomach flipped at the sight… Because I was just so. Nauseous.”

Patton snickered, using their still connected hands to lead the way to the couch. They settled into it comfortably, sitting closely. It took some time but they talked about their feelings and what they’d do next and how soon they’d tell the others. It was a bit of up and down, what with Declan’s penchant for lying, and Patton’s tangents, but they got there. Were it not for the oven reminding them of the cookies, they might have stayed curled up together forever.

Eventually, however, they were settled again with a plate of cookies and pizza, some Netflix original holiday movie on in the background while they flirted and teased. A selfie was sent to the group chat towards the end of the night from Patton and followed with a few winking emojis from Declan. Had they not silenced their phones and returned to their movie, they would’ve seen just how many messages came through afterwards.

(merry bitchmas ⛄️: aksjdfhlkdsjfhksjdfh jingle hells 🔔: FINALLY merry bitchmas ⛄️: i’m sCREAMING oh chemistree 🎄: He really is. thomistle toe 💋: !!!! congrats guys!!! merry bitchmas ⛄️: i thi nK I’m go nNA FAINT oh chemistree 🎄: Please do not. oh chemistree 🎄: Oh, and congratulations, you two. It is about time. jingle hells 🔔: this is absolutely thanks to me btw. yw.)

shout out to @purelyanxious, @nopartyuntilanxiety, and @moon-of-the-stars for the words “stab, gay, beautiful, lovely, fairy lights, yellow” and picking deceit and patton as characters for this fic ;)

virgil’s nickname in his chat with patton is “ghost of xmas present.” patton gave it to him because he considers virgil and their friendship a gift.

group chat in order of appearance goes: roman, virgil, logan, thomas. thank you to @moon-of-the-stars for logan’s nickname!

this was intended to be background romantic logince and you’re free to see background romantic thvi as well, if you like! i’m also kind of imagining logan and virgil are brothers.

“ho ho homicide” snatched from this art by @poppiesss

and finally, this moceit fluff is for @do-your-socks-have-holes-in-them <3

#ts deceit #sympathetic deceit #moceit #romantic moceit #sanders sides fan fiction #dani writes #sanders sides celebrations 2018

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fuck-customers · 6 years

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this is kinda a long story I used to be a DM at hellmart and when I agreed to the promotion, I thought I was getting stationary as it had been vacant for two months already I was interviewed for stationary and everything, but the day before I was supposed to start I was informed that I would be in toys instead I was kinda p.o.'d because I'm not a fan of kids and the previous DM didn't do ANYTHING right, but I needed the money So I was thrown in after the big summer/spring reset and my ASM not only expected me to immediately be on top of things, but also to fix EVERYTHING in the first week Needless to say that didnt happen bc topstock was full all the way across the risers, the brand new mods werent set correctly, and everyone knows overnight plugs everything So she coached me for that, nbd Fast forward past months of being given 20 of her notes PLUS mine, having to stay after my shift and getting yelled at when I had to take long lunches to get rid of the OT, having my daily game plan get thrown out, being accused of being disrespectful, and being severely understaffed during a peak season I finally get an associate in the morning only after going to the co manager and waiting weeks, during which I was doing 6 or 7 pallets of freight/day ALONE in addition to faking out my processes bc there was literally NO TIME to do anything other than freight Then my handheld goes missing bc a manager just passed it off to cap1 and just?? Didnt remember who? It was gone for two weeks and the sporting goods DM and I had to share. I was then coached for losing my equipment and not completing section work or my negatives I open doored this to my co manager but nothing ever came of it Then I get sent to a training class and she CALLS ME to ask why I wasnt at work. She insisted that I never told her (which isnt my job) and then told me I was being disrespectful when I forwarded the email that the personnel coordinator ccd, me, her, the co mgr, and store mgr When I came back from training I saw that the Xmas mods were dropping and asked if I needed to go overnight with the mod team, i told her I needed to know in advance bc I have to work around my family's schedules, she said no and then called me a week later on my day off to tell me that she never said I didnt have to,and to "quit making things up" I was supposed to have 2 associates go with me but she never scheduled anyone. Fast forward to two weeks ago, I applied for another job and was hired the same day. I wanted to quit and wrote out a formal 2 week notice but I was going to wait to give it until the beginning of the next pay period. I busted my ass getting all my freight and processes done correctly and managed to do a whole aisle of topstock when she came in, on her day off, to bitch at me Apparently SHE had a note for several days to get some hot wheels display off the steel and on the floor and she had mentioned it to me, but said that she would help me do it because it was a train of 6 different displays and we needed to move all of our holiday displays to another part of the store. The total move would have taken me at least 2 hours and at 3:30 she came in bitching that I didnt get it done It was never assigned to me and I had been actually doing ALL OF THE STUFF I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO So we put out the display, move everything, and get done just shy of two hours. Its a little after 5 and I'm getting ready to go when she tells me she needs to walk off all of my notes since I "dont know how to do them" When I was complaining to a co-worker before I clocked out the asm got in my face and told me never to speak about her the way I did again (said she was crazy, and didnt deserve to be mgmt) and she told my coworker not to get into the middle of it just because I cant be a "good girl" and "do what I'm told" So I locked my vest, mc40, badge, and discount card in my locker, went to personnel and wrote a 4 sentence email which was basically "today is my last day. Treat your associates better. Please do not contact me further unless there is an issue with my final check. Good luck finding a new toy DM before Xmas." TLDR; I literally had the ASM from hell that made me hate my job and I eventually just walked out

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katie-----luv · 5 years

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ANSWERING QUESTIONS FROM THORAYA MARONESY

Can you describe someone you love?

He’s tall. He’s so dumb sometimes. Very very handsome. He makes my heart beat so hard that i feel like i’ll throw up if i stay around him. Even if I'm just thinking about him or have something of his, i feel absolutely crazy about him. I can't tell anyone who it is, but i want the whole freaking world to know how much i love this person because of how amazing he is. He wears his heart on his sleeve and gives up so much to make others comfortable and happy. He matches his clothes well haha and when he smiles, he makes me wanna stare forever. I could literally look at him all day. He asks me things that no one else cares about and he makes me feel so welcome. Even though I literally cannot be with him for so many reasons, he will always be the one that i will love more than anyone in the entire universe and i hate it but it is reassuring that I can love someone so much. He’ll never leave too. And the best thing about him is he gives the most amazing hugs. Long, amazing hugs. Middle of the night or 4 am, he always wants a hug from me. And no matter why or what happened, i will always want a hug from him. Because he just makes me feel everything. I love him so much that even if it's indescribable, i still try because it's worth it for him. Even if these words barely light the candles on the cake.

What's the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

I think my sister. We’re sisters, ya know, we hate each other one second, but the next, she is as amazing as she was before. I think she is the most beautiful because of how she deals with life. She always questions, she gets deep. She isn’t simple-minded at all, very talented in art. She is the smartest person I've ever known personally. And I love how free she is. In a sense where she doesn't want to be like everyone else. She deals with her own crap like everyone else but at the end of the day, she is still getting back up and laughing. And she is so weird too haha. She likes things like care bears and wants to move to a billion different places and do a billion different careers and marry an Australian man. Her goals and personality just crack me up.

Can you define love?

Love doesn't really have a definition in my opinion. If you really love someone, you’re left speechless, you don't have the words to define what you feel because of how overpowering it is.

Can you define hate?

Hate is a major pain that is..like it feels like someone put a blanket on your heart and took swings at it until whatever or whoever you hate walked away. It's a pain that makes you feel more angry at one thing than anything else i guess.

What's your biggest regret?

I have plenty but I guess the one that sums them all up would be ever lying. Lying is what gave me more regrets. If not lying then maybe falling in love. No one really thinks i have ever been in love but i was in love with someone and they were in love with a made up version of me pretty much. I miss them everyday and i lost them bc i lied. So yeah, goes with lying but i hate that i ever fell in love with them whether it was real them or just a lie too.

Kindest act?

When i was in 3rd or 4th grade, I had a bunch of money saved up, close to $200 from birthday money and other holiday money. I spent some. I didn't know what to do with the rest, so I gave it to my school counselor to give to the leukemia charity that they were funding for the month. When they announced on the announcement that i was the biggest donator, they got my name wrong and called me Kayle instead, but I didn't care because I knew I did something good. It was $97.

Wildest dream?

I’ve had some crazy ones so it's hard to choose or remember all of one.

Biggest fear?

I used to think it was being murdered or kidnapped or maybe even spiders. Now i know that it's of being hurt. I've been hurt by lots of people before and ive cried so many times alone but didn't wanna tell anyone and pushed it down. It ended up making me do some things that i shouldn't have because I didn't wanna think about being hurt and i feel like if i have to keep pushing things down, ill continue to be afraid to speak out and be sad for a long time again.

Best and worst quality?

That's kinda hard because i have a lot of both. I guess I'll just pick at random though because i can't chose. I have a quality that can be good and bad at the same time. It's that I'm forgiving, i don't know when to give up on people. It's good because I can give people chances which makes a good friendship bc i dont just drop them. But it's bad because sometimes i give the wrong people too many chances and get hurt over and over. But when i try to figure out when to let go and give up, i do it at the wrong time and make more issues. So it's complicated.

When have you felt the most alive?

If I'm choosing a whole time period, up until 4rd grade. A moment in the times I remember, when I dropped someone holding me back. I say up until 4rd grade because all times before then, I didn't care what people thought. I was never hurt like i have been since. I was a happy kid who played with littlest pet shop and had a billion besties. And i say when i dropped someone holding me back i mean that i was hung up on someone I thought loved me unconditionally and I loved them so much. He ended up not caring about me anymore which was understandable. But later on when I finally told him to go away because all he did was make me hurt, I stopped talking to him, and I was so so so SO free.

What's the best advice you’ve been given?

You have to love people for who they are. My mom told me this. I don't like judging people or making people hurt or uncomfortable. But sometimes people have qualities that I just can't stand but they are some of my closest friends. So when my mom told me this, I felt like if i can't love them past these qualities, maybe i need to realize whether or not i love them really, because I can't change them to fit my needs or wants.

What's been your biggest obstacle?

Trying to get passed drama whether it was created by me for myself or drama with everyone. I made mistakes, I'm human, but it's been tough trying to learn from them. Now, I'm starting to see where I went wrong and moving past it to grow.

Most embarrassing story?

I have a lot and I physically can't make myself type any bc they're so bad.

Your perfect life partner?

Someone who doesn't care when I'm being a bum. Someone who loves me and respects me. I'm not big on too much PDA. every once in a while, i'll kiss or hold someone's hand but usually, i feel embarrassed for whatever reason. So id like them to remember that and ask or hint first. I dunno.

What does beauty mean to you?

Beauty means personality and looks to me. It doesn't mean hot or pretty. To me, beauty is how you describe someone that's indescribable.

Favorite memory?

Well i have a lot of memories that make me smile so much. But the one that I can think of off the top of my head is probably when I went up to Ohio where my cousins live around x-mas. The year before, my little cousin Silas passed away on New Years eve. We all went to this thing where they sang xmas music, had santa, and lit up some building. Me and all my cousins had our arms around each other and we were all singing together. It felt good that even though only a year before, we lost someone so young, we could all still smile and stay strong, together.

A moment that moved you?

I was at bob evans once with my mom and sister and a random old man paid for our meal and came to us saying he just wanted too. I never forgot that old man and that happened back when I was maybe 5 or 6 and i'm way now.

What would the title of your movie be?

hm...Self-inflicted because i self inflict too many issues for myself.

How have you changed?

I’ve learned so many lessons that I needed to learn.

What do you wish you said?

I wish i apologized about so much. I also wish I told my parents why I made so many mistakes. If i had done both of those things then I wouldn't have so many regrets because I would have had less drama and maybe some support or help.

Your last words?

I'm sorry i pushed it all down.

One thing you would change about yourself?

Maybe some of the things that go through my head. I can be really rude or sound super depressed. I would change how I handle that in my head.

Biggest pet peeve?

Matching and lint/hair on clothes. If you don't match or are covered in lint/hair, it makes me feel so anxious.

What's your purpose?

I think I may actually be too young to answer, but i'll tell you when i know.

Your one simple rule?

I think I have too many to answer that.

What are you looking forward to next?

Moving away. I have so many bad relationships with friends and ive lived in the same place for my entire life. I feel like i live in a box and i need to experience other places. I want to grow in life but is hard when i'm in the same place everything has happened. So moving will help me grow a lot.

What are you most proud of?

My academic achievements. I still suck at math but I'm hoping that I can fix that and maybe I'll really have all honors classes. As of now, I have almost all honors, just missing math.

What do you miss most in life?

Feeling happy for more than a short period of time. I'm not as sad as i used to be. But back when i was always depressed, i was the definition of pushing it all away around my family. I never told my parents and still haven't told them how sad I really always felt, only the jist, because of school and life. And now, i have better things that make me happy but at the end of the day, I always feel worthless and drained.

How would you like to be treated?

I would like to be treated like i'm as equal as everyone else. My close friends know that I haven't been in a good place for a while, i went through family drama because of me for a while and i'm starting to finally fix my mistakes but it's tough because they all treat me like i can't be told about their problems since it might make me worse i guess. And I think that's also why they treat me like the ‘leader’. Out of pity. It's been that way my whole life. Even as a little kid. And i hate it. I just wanted to be treated like i'm a friend not like what i need matters more than anyone else's needs because i have ‘issues’.

What do you want to let go of?

Everything that's been put in the past. I know it's been put there for a reason. Everything happens for a reason. I want to let go of the mistakes I made in the past because I opened my eyes and saw that that's what they are, mistakes. And even if it happened yesterday, i wanna let go, because it's time to move on if it's not happening.

What does the world need?

A big slap of sense. So many are oblivious to the issues we cause to the world and what issues are just happening to the world. While some things are serious, there are bigger problems than what celebrity slept with someone last night. Things such as suicicide and global warming are real and everyones too busy worrying about chris hemsworth’s abs and so and so’s herpes. I'm guilty of it too, but more and more I realize that there's serious things happening and no one is doing much.

What makes you happy?

There's a few things but for some reason, my cousins makes me unbelievably happy. When I'm around them, they're not my cousins. They are the best best friends I could ever ask for. I have never loved anyone more than I love all of them. When i hear i get to see them, I'm on it! I hope for the words ‘we’re going to ohio’ every second. I absolutely love them to death, even the ones who are slower than turtles. If they were my siblings, I would want to be home daily with all of them. I cant even explain how much my heart screams to be around all of them and i have no idea why. They're all so amazing. And so are their parents and grandparents and all of them. When my family is with them, i see how much fun they have and it makes me even happier because my parents don't hangout with too many friends or close family. But with them, they talk and laugh as much as I do and I love seeing them so happy.

Have you ever had your heart broken?

OH YEAH! By friends, crushes, family. I guess if I chose one from each category, friends would be when one of my closest friends told my whole school that i had leukemia and i was getting treated. So many kids asked if I was okay and I was all, ‘what?’ when I found out, I confronted her and she lied about it. And when i didn't accept her apology, I did say some uncalled for things, but she made me feel like she could just throw away friendships left and right and she didn't care what happened. But when she lost all her friends, she cared, and she put us all on a bully form because we decided we didn't need a friend who would do something like that. And it was hard watching it happen because we’d been friends our whole life. For crushes, when I was in 5th grade, I was finally in class again with a life long crush. But he played me a bunch of times and bullied me along with his friends. That stuck with me, everything they said and did, but i only cried about it alone because I didn't think it was that serious that they bullied me. Now i see it was. For family..i think when my little cousin silas passed, I realized how serious death was because I was in 6th grade at the time, I understood it all completely. It broke me big time because id met him once and he was a sweet kid. While it brought our entire family together because of his funeral, I bawled the whole time because i felt like i could've done more to interact with him even though I never had the actual chance really.

The hardest question I've asked?

Thats hard to answer. I think when I had to ask myself if I thought being alive was worth it. I never thought i'd be the person to have to ask myself so when i did, it hit me hard and I had to take it seriously.

What's beautiful about you?

I think it's that i always want change and am almost always willing to change. Yeah, i'm a person so sometimes I don't want to change anything. But to me, change is so good and the fact that I'm always growing because I'm constantly needing change is beautiful because it makes me mature rather than be naive forever.

How did you find out Santa isn't real?

Oh haha. My sister. We had an elf on the shelf and her and I touched it to test if it would move still. It did. So i question if Santa was real because the elf wasn't. And i would hear people moving all the time when i went to bed x-mas eve. Yeah, i took it easily. But in the back of my head, i was always kinda salty that my sister ruined the fantasy for me. But better now than never.

How do you get through hard times?

I cry. I don't like talking about problems, I feel embarrassed and alone when I have them. So I write and I cry. Which is probably one of the worst ways to deal with it all, but music also helps and I think plenty use music to get through things.

When did you realize you weren't like everyone else?

When i realized how sad i always was. And maybe when i saw how i wasnt a super skinny kid. I'm not fat. But i'm not a stick like all these girls. And i noticed that. But yeah, when i started to feel more and more sad as I got older. And I saw how not too many others were like that.

Worst decision?

Lying because it only made life worse.

1 strange fact about me?

I have a weird birthmark where my leg starts to lead up to my underwear line on the left side. I hate wearing swimsuits like underwear because of it. It's dumb.

Most complicated question ive asked?

I honestly don't know about that one.

What do you look for in a man?

I look for a deeper part of them. I look for things like the nerdy vibes. I like nerdy or depressed guys. I don't like depressed dudes because they're depressed but because they’re the ones with the deep, interesting thoughts. And nerdy because i think dorky guys are adorable. But either way, I like when they listen and their understanding and sweet. I like when they talk a lot, but not more than me. When they make dumb jokes and do more than play video games, i like that. And when they have fashion sense. And shower.

What are you scared to share with people?

Probably what my mistakes actually are.

Earliest memory?

I have a few that I remember being super young but i don't know which one was the first one but one that I like a lot is when I was really young my mom would throw my sister and i big birthday parties and I had a close friend named Gavin Bush. he and I were close because his sister Emma was besties with my sister. But i remember at my birthday party, we were eating rice krispies together and laughing. He had a huge crush on me for the longest time and I always feel bad that I didn't notice much. But i mean, laughing with him was one of my favorite things to do back then.

Most painful thing you've ever been told?

That i lost all trust. I lied too much and my parents told me that i lost any trust they had in me. But i try everyday to build it back up.

Kindest thing you’ve been told?

That i keep people happy, even when I'm going throw something myself. My friends have told me that even when they're mad or upset, I still make them laugh and while it pisses them off, they love that about me.

What are you ashamed of?

My body. I love some things about it and hate others. I hate my thighs and stretch marks but i remember that someone out there could care less and only cares for my mind and i feel better.

Worst thing you've done to please someone?

Lied about my whole life pretty much. Or said someone said one thing when they said the opposite to protect their feelings.

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crush update (12/03)

to make the story more clear, i need to clarify a few things that i didn't know would be important when i wrote the last update: when we saw each other before the dinner and we talked about his gf, i told him that sometimes admitting a defeat is the hardest part of the end a relationship. somewhere deep down we know it, but saying it to ourselves and most of all to the other person is what can take some time. he said that i was right and that probably was going to end it in April, cause it was becoming unbearable for him.

now, let's continue where i left last:

yeah, i sent him that song and deleted the text after he saw it

he replied asking if i was busy the following evening, to which i replied no, and joked about the deleted text.

we don't text for the following two days and he doesn't tell me anything about the evening.

at 2am friday night he sends me back the same song i deleted on wednesday night.

half of me has a stroke, the other half a panic attack.

we joke a bit about it and other stuff.

he asks me again if i'm busy that night, i say no, again.

i don't hear from him until sunday evening.

i was out at the cinema with a friend, arrive home at like 10pm, my dad was there, we chat.

at 10:50 i check my phone and i see that he had texted me at 10:30 saying that he was waiting outside my house.

i fucking freak out and i two minutes i'm out the door

we're sitting on a stairway on the road

we talk about generic stuff but i see he's stressed, conflicted almost

in a moment of silence he droppes the bomb: he's left his gf

i am literally speechless

after wednesday night, when we got home, he thought about what i had said to him on admitting the defeat and he started writing his "breakup speech". i don't remember if they talked on thursday or friday night. they broke up on video call.

he says that he didn't leave her for me but what happened in bruxelles shook him. btw, i want to highlight that never for a second i thought he would leave her for me, like they had problems far older than my involvement.

he started saying shit like he dreamt of me when he back to rome after two years of no dreaming at all and us having conversation about it in bru. he told me jokes made by MY COUSIN like that he should stop thinking about me or that they would see each other at home next xmas. he told me that bru was amazing, that he really enjoyed the weekend, that the french girl he was fucking regularly was nothing compared to me. at some point we were joking about something and I said to him that we could do a rewatch of LOTR, he looked at me with so much intensity, said that would be fucking amazing but that right now he didn’t have the time, so he said that he would love to do a rewatch of euphoria s1, looked at me and asked me if I would want to do it. I said yes, but he has never said to do it together and never used the plural. super confused. he told me his (ex)gf was jealous of me cause he never had a female friend but he assured her that i, being his bff cousin, was off limits. yeah right. he told me a lot more but i dont remember cause everything "nice" he said was followed by someting to create distance, like how he didn't want a relationship, he didn't want stability, he didn't want to move to slovenia and fall in love with slovenian girl, he wanted to keep living the "single life" as he has been doing for basically the last two years and other stuff.

he said that he would still meet his ex this weekend and that she would still go visit him in april. he said it was the last hope to hold on to. i was a bit taken back by that comment. after a few seconds he corrected himself saying that that was the wrong expression to use and apologised.

when it was time to say goodbye he said the that he had hoped i would let him come upstairs. i told him it was not possible cause my father was there and apologised. he said that he was prepared for that being a possibility.

he got back home walking. we talked a bit in the meanwhile

he suggested to meet one of the following nights. i told him i would be home alone the following three nights. we agreed for monday.

i am fucking confused, like my brain is foggy and i have no fucking clue what has just happened and why he would tell me all this stuff.

i dont sleep.

the next morning he texts me canceling for that night and apologising. he says it's not the right moment and he shouldn't have asked me in the first place. i tell him that i understand and there's no problem at all.

it's the only thing that made sense in his behaviour that night.

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artificialqueens · 6 years

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A Triple A Christmas: Part One (Group Fic) - NymphCAMP

Nymph’s A/N: It’s the festive season aka the best time of the year known to mankind and thus we are writing another continuation in the Mean Queens lives for our best buds/everyone who read and supported Mean Queens this year. This one goes out to the AQ Brits, Doots, Candle, Thursday, Adrian, and HoLA3 <3

Merry Wankmas’ A/N: HEY BABY WHY DONT U BEND OVER AND LET ME STICK A CHRISTMAS TREE UP UR ARSE AND LET ME CALL U ANGEL HOHOHOHOHOHO

Something Sharon would never understand was how people managed to be happy early in the morning. Granted, she’d never been an early riser, so a 7am class that required waking up at 6am wasn’t completely ideal, but she just about managed it. The fact that there were students already out, smiling and singing Christmas songs and throwing goddamn snowballs at each other was mind-blowing.

Sharon had stumbled out of bed, unsure whether she was still drunk or just hungover, and pulled on as many layers as she could find. Of course, naturally, it had fucking snowed and frozen overnight. Just on the way to the main part of campus, she’d slipped over three times and was convinced she’d done permanent damage to her hip. And yet people were smiling, some draping tinsel around random trees, others walking through the snow as though it were nothing. It was disgusting.

Then again, it was fair to say that the closer it got to Christmas, the more pissed-off Sharon became. By December 24th she was usually a downright Grinch. The only difference with this year was that she was erring on the side of Scrooge, and much earlier than usual.

A few scattered voices behind her suddenly burst into song, startling Sharon so badly that she almost slipped again. She caught a few words of the tune, vaguely recognising it but unable to place it in her mind.

Wait.

Christmas sweater?

Two thoughts entered her head; the first of which being why the fuck are they singing Christmas Sweater? No one knew that song. Admittedly, Sharon didn’t even know all the words, and she’d been there throughout the entire writing process and video shoot, laughing at Alaska in the middle of a jumper for three when she stood head and shoulders above both Willam and Courtney. She certainly wasn’t singing it, so there was no reason for anyone else to be. And she knew for a fact Willam would still be passed out in bed, based on the sheer amount of alcohol she’d consumed the night before.

The second was just sheer irritation. Fucking really? IT’S TOO DAMN EARLY FOR THOSE HIGH-ENERGY BITCHES. How had they managed to follow her from home to college? Was this a deliberate sabotage of her only escape from their combined bubbliness?

Too much mulled wine the night before had made very sure that Sharon wasn’t in the mood to even ask why people were singing the AAA Girls fucking song. All she knew was that she was getting away from the festivities, and fast. Fuck Christmas, she had a class to get to. She clamped the cheap earmuffs against her ears and picked up the pace - risking yet another fall on the ice just to get away.

By the time Sharon arrived at the room her first class was held in she’d managed to put the entire incident out of her mind, instead thinking about the incredibly clever way Shakespeare had managed to comment on society at the time without getting arrested, and wondering if she could ever do something similar. Granted, free speech made it much less likely that she would, but damned if she didn’t want to be like her hero.

“Sharon?” the all too familiar voice startled the girl out of her thoughts, and Sharon had to take a second to compose herself before she turned with a forced smile to face the guy who had sat in the seat directly behind her.

“Julian, hi,” Sharon said, her voice as cold as she could make it, praying that he didn’t try anything this morning. It was entirely too early to have to fend off the interests of someone she didn’t even know the last name of, let alone have the energy to give him the time of day.

“Have you seen this video? It’s everywhere,” he continued, pulling out his phone and turning the screen towards Sharon, before lowering his voice. “They’re all really hot,” he added, Sharon rolling her eyes in disgust before turning her attention to the screen, figuring that the sooner she did what he wanted, the sooner she could get him to fuck off and shut up.

To begin with, she didn’t really register what was happening. If she was honest, she wasn’t that interested, nor did she really care. It was just gonna be some annoying viral video that people would quote for months. Besides, it was a guy showing it to her. That was an automatic red flag.

So far, so boring. A regular old guitar riff. A cheap white door in a set that was obviously on a very low budget. A “to-do” list reading xmas lights, AT5000 + CA and douche. Willam appearing through the door. Alaska in those stupid green Christmas glasses-

Wait.

Alaska?

Sharon did a double take. Why was she being shown a video of her friends singing? If this was another one of Julian’s shitty jokes in his attempts to impress her, it wasn’t working. She had been expecting a viral video, not her friends…

“How many views does this have?” She demanded, practically grabbing his phone out of his hands to look for herself. “Where did you even find this?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know, it’s all over social media. You haven’t seen it yet?”

Sharon fought back the urge to tell him that yes, she had seen it - several weeks ago when they were filming it and she’d spent the day keeping them company on set, half helping out and half writing essays.

“Seven hundred and fifty thousand?” Sharon hissed, checking and rechecking the view count to make sure she wasn’t just seeing things. And sure enough, every time she refreshed the page it jumped up by a few thousand more.

Julian glanced at Sharon in surprise, not entirely sure why she was reacting the way she was.

“Sure, it’s a viral video,” he shrugged, pulling his phone back off of her. “And I told you, the girls are hot and it’s kind of funny.” Resisting the urge to break his skinny little neck, Sharon grabbed her bags and jumped up out of her seat. Shakespeare could wait, she needed to phone Alaska.

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Finding a quiet spot in one of the lesser used buildings, Sharon settled down with her bags piled around her and pulled out her phone. She quickly logged onto twitter and scrolled down her feed, her eyes widening further every time she saw someone retweeting the video, or commenting on it. Julian was right, this was definitely viral. And she didn’t think any of the girls knew anything about it.

Exiting the app, Sharon quickly punched in Alaska’s number and held the device to her ear, praying that the blonde would answer.

“Sharon?” Alaska’s voice sounded from the other end of the line, rougher than usual. Clearly the phone call had woken her up, but Sharon didn’t have the time to worry about the implications of that yet.

“Hey babe,” Sharon replied, before quickly moving forward. “Have you been on twitter yet?” “Twitter?” Alaska asked, her voice tinged with a sleepy confusion.

“Yeah, that app you spend entirely too much time chatting shit on?” Sharon continued, trying not to let her frustration show in her voice.

“I know - no, I’ve not been on it.”

“Babe, you’ve gone viral,” Sharon couldn’t hold in the news any longer, and was waiting for the squeal of excitement from the other end.

But all she got was silence.

“Alaska?”

“Are you- I’ve gone viral? I’ve got a disease?” Alaska’s voice rose several pitches with fear, and Sharon resisted the urge to slap her forehead.

“No, Lask,” Sharon said patiently. “Your video has gone viral.”

Another beat of confused silence. Sharon wanted to scream. This had the possibility of being the big break the girls had been waiting for, and Alaska didn’t even get it.

“Babe, I’ll phone you back,” Sharon said quickly, before hanging up. There was only one person now who could help her capitalise on the success of the Christmas video. Looking down at her phone screen again, Sharon clicked on Jinkx’s name and prayed she was more awake and alert than Sharon’s beloved girlfriend.

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Alaska stared down at her now blank phone, Sharon’s words echoing in her mind. If she didn’t have a disease, that had to mean-

“COURTNEY!” Alaska gathered all of her early morning strength to yell out her friends name. “GET IN HERE NOW!” Willam was a lost cause this early in the morning, but Courtney would be awake, as bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as always. Whilst she waited for her friend to appear, Alaska idly clicked onto twitter, her eyes nearly falling out of her head as she saw the number of notifications blinking at her. Scrolling down her feed, their video appeared time and time again, people sharing it and talking about it and talking about them.

This had never before happened to them. They’d done a couple of music videos at this point, released several songs, but the success had been minimal. And if Alaska was entirely honest, mostly their friends. But now - she wasn’t entirely sure how this had happened or where the sudden success had come from, but she wasn’t about to start complaining.

“Lask?” Courtney’s Australian tones sounded from the doorway, her confusion apparent.

“We’ve gone viral!” Alaska almost squeaked, thrusting her phone at Courtney. “Look! People are talking about us!” Courtney’s confusion morphed into excitement as she scrolled through Alaska’s twitter feed. People were tweeting lyrics, sharing the link, even a few online magazines and social media sites were beginning to talk about them. Even just the words ‘Christmas Sweater’ were trending!

“How is this happening?” Courtney asked eventually, passing the phone back over to Alaska and staring at her with wide eyes. Alaska shrugged.

“I don’t know, but it’s so cool. People know who we are!” She squealed, pressing play on their video.

Courtney disappeared back out of the room, presumably to alert Willam to their new status as viral sensations. Alaska turned her attention back to her phone, not able to keep her excitement to herself.

[From: Laskybean. To: Noodles<3]

OMG!!

[From: Noodles<3. To: Laskybean]

I know ! I told you. Yer famous !!

[From: Laskybean. To: Noodles<3]

wait, ur in class ??? stop txting! bad girl

[From: Noodles<3. To: Laskybean]

Stop texting me then ! It’s yer own fault.

[From: Laskybean. To: Noodles<3]

im famous!! u cant blame me for anything

Alaska put her phone aside, hearing celebratory yells from the living room where Willam and Courtney had been camping out. She immediately rolled out of bed, pulling the thinning dressing gown around her shoulders and pocketing her phone, before dancing out the door.

“We’ve made it!”

Willam levelled her gaze at her, laughing at the sheer excitement on Alaska’s face.

“Not yet my overgrown friend. We’ve made it to the internet, people know who we are, but-”

“We have to make the most of this so people don’t forget about us,” Courtney finished Willam’s sentence, having already been given this talk. Despite all Willam’s shortcomings, she had the best business brain out of all of them.

Alaska’s excitement dimmed slightly. She’d forgotten that this would mean that they’d have to work even harder to make sure people kept remembering who they were, but before she could get too maudlin, there was a knock at the door.

“Jinkx!” Alaska grinned as their ‘manager’ stepped through the door, throwing her arms around the older woman. “Have you seen?” Jinkx nodded, bustling over to the small table in the corner of the room and setting herself up with laptop and phone. “Sharon phoned earlier, and my email has been going crazy. We’ve work to do ladies,” she told them, not entirely convinced any of them would be much help.

Alaska grinned.

“We’re famous!”

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Being famous had its shortcomings, Alaska was quickly finding out. Jinkx had put them all to work, inviting Katya, Violet, and Ophelia over to deal with the sheer volume of messages and calls and emails they were all receiving. All of them knew if they didn’t capitalise on this success, and show that they weren’t just a one video pony, they’d fade back into obscurity as fast as they’d risen into the public eye. Luckily for Jinkx, although Alaska, Courtney, and Katya were about as useful as a chocolate teapot and had busied themselves with Instagram stories (which were a lot more fun now people were watching), Willam, Ophelia, and Violet were proving to be a massive help.

“Girls, you’re promoting, right?” Jinkx checked in briefly, nodding over in their direction from where she was sat with the more competent of the bunch.

Alaska nodded. “Sure are!”

As soon as Jinkx was no longer paying attention, she was giggling again. “I love this one. This was… her college stairwell, I think? She wasn’t even drunk here, just tired.”

What Alaska was calling ‘promotion’ was essentially an excuse to scroll through her social media pages and look at all her posts, remembering fun days and happy memories. For the past ten minutes, she’d been giggling hysterically with Katya and Courtney over an ongoing saga of photos of Sharon asleep in odd places and positions, with the occasional snap of Courtney every few minutes so that they could claim they were still working.

She scrolled further and laughed again. “Oh this one is amazing. Definitely drunk-”

Katya was screeching. “Face down, ass up! She’s got class!”

“Girls! Come on you three, get something done.” Jinkx reprimanded gently.

They ended up making Katya film a short segment of them singing, but soon enough had gone back to simply looking at photos, retweeting video links, and making short clips of themselves acting like idiots - telling Jinkx that they were trying to be ‘relatable’.

Despite the utter commotion that had taken over the tiny flat, no one missed the sound of the front door opening, nor the sigh of relief when it shut. Although none of them could see who it was, her trademark loud voice served its usual purpose of announcing her arrival before her appearance did.

“PUMPKIN, I’M HOME!“

Alaska leapt up in the middle of a shot, Courtney grumbling that she’d ruined a pretty photo in her excitement. Moments later, she was dragging a rosy-cheeked, snow-covered Sharon into the living room and practically squealing down her ear.

“Sharon we did it! People are talking about us! They - They like the song, and the video, they know who we are!” She enthused, bouncing up and down.

Sharon couldn’t stay frosty. “I’m so proud of you! I told you your day would come, I always believed in you!”

Still filled with frenetic energy, Alaska busied herself with taking off Sharon’s coat and scarf, dusting the snow off her and chatting away as though there was nobody else in the flat. She was desperate to hear Sharon’s thoughts on everything, her eyes shining at every word.

“People have been singing it on the way to class, and in class too. I think even my professor has heard a snippet of it. Julian tried to show me the video.”

Alaska screwed up her nose. “Fuck Julian. So it’s not just an internet thing?”

Nobody else in the room understood half of the rapidfire speech that the two exchanged, but judging by Alaska’s expression, nothing had put a damper on her mood. She had resorted to dragging Sharon further into the flat, right into the centre of the chaos, and draping herself over her lap.

“I can’t believe we’re famous,” Alaska marvelled, dragging out her words and shifting to rest her head comfortably on Sharon’s thighs. “We’re gonna get paparazzi. People will recognise us!”

Sharon grumbled. “They’re already fucking recognising me, thanks to your stupid photos. Do you know how embarrassing that is?”

Alaska let out a tiny giggle. “From my Instagram?”

“Yes!” Sharon replied, half laughing herself. It wasn’t like she could stay mad - this was the biggest thing that had happened in the career of the AAA Girls so far. She was too excited to be mad. “A group of girls on my course wandered up to me asking if I’m the girl asleep with her ass in the air on the stairwell. Fucking embarrassing!”

“You love it.” Alaska teased. “We’re all gonna be famous! All of us!”

Everybody fell back into their respective groups after the initial shock died down - Katya filming Courtney singing some Christmas classics, Jinkx discussing plans for more recording and possibly advertising with Willam, Violet and Courtney’s sister Ophelia, and Alaska cuddling into Sharon who was mumbling about how proud she was.

“So,” Katya began. “This requires a celebration. We are in the Christmas season and things are going well, so we have to have a party. Who’s down?”

All hands save for Jinkx’s went up. “I think I’m a little too old for that. But have fun! You deserve it.”

Katya clapped her hands together. “Excellent. We need alcohol, warmth, food and more alcohol.”

“I’ll take tonight off work and make cocktails here instead. I’m not going to that shitty bar when I could be here.” Sharon added. “Someone crack open the champagne, we at least have to do a toast before I kick you all out so we can celebrate.”

Violet laughed, pulling out their glasses and champagne as though she lived there. She’d gotten drunk at their flat often enough to know where everything was. Sharon took over from there, having to push a complaining Alaska off of her in order to make use of her bartending skills to quickly fix everyone a glass of bubbly.

“To the AAA Girls!” Someone yelled, holding up their glass. The cheer was echoed, followed by the satisfying clink of the glasses touching.

“I guess Christmas miracles really do happen.” Willam shrugged. “It’s no virgin birth, but it’s a miracle.”

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