#not a group a thread!!

[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.

#writeblr #warm up #i can't write rn but i have SO much words in here bc im reading the chorus of dragons books #(just started book 4) #and this woman's writing is just LIVING in my brain. let me out!!! #(i read roughly like 2-4 books a week usually bc i go on long walks with my dog but when a book is REALLY good like. it eats my life. ) #anyway ...... so like here's a story that idk i've tried to explain to other people as being wild #but maybe im the only one who thinks it is wild??? #so i play pokemon go (i just started in jan) bc i love pokemon and as i have mentioned i walk goblin for like an hour in the morning #and i don't like a lot of fitness trackers due to the fact it makes me .sad. but i also wanted the little digital rewards. enter pokemon go #anyway so they make you make friends to complete quests. so i used a reddit thread. i do not usually use reddit. i don't have an acct #i lurked. i just googled like ''pokemon go reddit '' and randomly added a bunch of numbers #i was on that page for all of 15 minutes. there are THOUSANDS of responses on that page. #here's what's wild: in that group of people. even though i am not on reddit and it was one random event once #it turns out one of those people lives in the town i live in. or at least very close. i only know this because #when we send each other gifts. it's from the same freaking area. #i can't ask them to meet up bc pokemon go doesn't have a messaging app lol but like . what are the fucking chances that #a random person posts in a random reddit thread and HAPPENS to get added by someone ELSE from their SAME TOWN #who by pure fucking CHANCE is ALSO playing pokemon go and looking for friends #i googled it there's only 42000 people in my broad region. the .......... smallness ! of the world!!!

[zcrayas]

[luminaryofblood] "You keep dangerous company... But then, I suppose I can't think of better company. Not in this time and age."

BALDUR'S GATE 3 SENTENCE STARTERS || Highly accepting!

Rya lifted her head, blinking at the towering figure. Hands crossed close to her chest. Unlike the current company, she was the contrast to the danger.

Since little, Rya had no friends of her age, growing up among recusants, or who ever her mother invited for trials. Among knights and dedicated the champions also included the wretched, murderers, deserters and those escaping ghosts from their pasts. Dangerous people, for dangerous tasks. Yet, she had opportunity to see better side of humanity within them. By cover, not many seemed too different.

Being no human herself she found kinship among the variety of beings mostly deceived by cover - aggressive, for having suffered of wrong doings. Some... pushed others away until convinced otherwise.

Perhaps, she had been merely lucky to avoid confrontation of a true monster, more likely, in a skin of a human, rather than anything else.

Finally, she spoke.

"...I suppose it depends, if I am in danger... I cannot think of anyone who hadn't stained their hands in blood. Whether in name of the Order, or blasphemy against it..." || @luminaryofblood

#luminaryofblood #♕*.ic #♕*.threads #♕*.v. set on the journey #|| rya vc: let's see... my mother leads a group of order haters and dangerous people... and my father is a man eating serpent... #|| I talk to strangers without fear... #|| you should fit right in

[dont-offend-the-bees]

What's the best comedy ever made and why is it Wooden Overcoats

#wooden overcoats #literally the people who created that show reached into my brain extracted the very essence of my sense of humour #and distilled it into a 4 season audio sitcom about undertakers #to this day it's the only podcast I've ever listened to in its entirety #(nothing personal I just find my attention wanders from podcasts a lot i lose the thread) #wooden overcoats though? have listened to it like 10 times in its entirety and am currently listening again #i should write more silly chapyard sometime #maybe even finish that spider au one of these days #mr. bees speaks #i tend to downplay how i sincerely think it's the Funniest Thing Ever Made when chatting to my brother #bc he was in an improv group with one of the producers/directors at uni and I think he would get legit weird and jealous about it sbshfhhdd

[antidotefortheawkward-art]

Thinking about that Zhihu AU where Tang Seng's disciples were Erlang Shen, Sun Wukong, and Bull Demon King instead.....

[ID: 1. An illustration of Erlang Shen, Sun Wukong, and Bull Demon King from the waist-up. Erlang Shen is wearing a weimao and a purple yuanlingpao archer-style with the left lapel flipped out. His two inner robe layers are checkered blue and purple-ish off-white. He has a snow leopard pelt at his waist. Sun Wukong is in his typical pilgrimage outfit, chewing on a piece of willow with his arms crossed. Bull Demon King has his arm around SWK's shoulder, leaning against him. He has a leopard pelt across his chest and a dark red scarf around his shoulders, with a red banbi and off-white inner robe. His other hand is on his mixed-iron rod, which is placed on his shoulder. 2. A translated screenshot from the aforementioned Zhihu thread. It reads "西天路走的太顺利畅，我反而无聊 This path to the Western Heaven is too smooth. I'm actually bored." End ID]

#journey to the west #jttw #xiyouji #sun wukong #monkey king #erlang shen #yang jian #bull demon king #alternate pilgrims AU #please read the snippets from that thread bc its honestly gold.... the tags too #THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A WARM-UP DOODLE GHFDJSKDSKD ough. i need to finish chara designs for game dev club 😭 #also. im not saying this alt group wouldve avoided the Six-Eared debacle entirely but. they sure wouldve figured it out sooner. #either because 1) bull demon immediately realizing this isnt swk because hey theyre best friends who grew up together or #2) six-eared tries to beat up erlang shen and erlang shen immediately strikes back. they fight for long enough for real swk to come back #this group of pilgrims doesnt have the golden bands as their uniting chara design motif <3 they have pelts instead <3 #tang seng cant even be like 'WHAT THE FUCK' at swk skinning the tiger bc nmw and els turn around and do the exact same thing

[sailingpaperhats]

Crack theory for Sam’s new character: Bells Hells, for one reason or another, go to Aeor. They dig around, and find another aeormaton that looks… nearly identical to FCG. Turns out, FCG was one of many created for the same purpose. The group gets a new healer, but there’s a whole new dynamic introduced because the character is the Same But Not. But we get a FCG 2.0 that the group will do anything to stop from being self-sacrificing again. And maybe, maybe this time FCG will live.

#critical role #bells hells #c3 #in the end they get insight into fcg’s final thoughts that bh never got to hear #on the flip side the group needs a god-oriented character to maintain that thread #or maybe not anymore at this point!

[dumpster-fire-sapphic-failgirl]

Over here just thinking about the connections/backstory dropped in the last two episodes of Candela

Auntie Bee was once a decently well off married lady until something took/killed her husband

Auntie Bee helped Sean’s mom raise the three boys after both their husbands died/vanished

Jean’s dad performed an exorcism on Marion when M&J were both kids. She was there for it. It is implied that they both don’t have souls

Marion and Sean grew up together. As a kid, Sean noped out of the church bc Marion didn’t have a soul which just taught Sean that soul’s are bullshit

Nathanial recruited all 4 boys (Sean+brothers+Marion) but was only on the lines with Sean and Marion

One of Sean’s brothers was killed on the lines due to a command decision, but the other was courtmartialed and presumably executed

Sean killed a bunch of kids

Marion saved Sean’s life with his powers, possibly multiple times

A greedy landlord had Sean’s ma declared insane by a corrupt doctor so that he could take her building.

Nathanial has a John Wick mode that he turned on when shit got real

The monster is there to take revenge. It had a sister that was killed. (the monster in ep1?) It desperately wants to connect with Sean for most of E2. Still not entirely sure how the other circle factors into it. might need to rewatch both episodes again.

The big bad of the first series was Eddie. Which means the monsters are humans that were twisted by the bleed. Which makes me wonder who exactly is standing over Sean wearing Sean’s face at the end of Ep 2. Maybe the Silver Flame lady who is supposedly in the sanatorium right now? And she’s taking revenge on the rest of her circle?

#critical role #candela obscura #candela obscura spoilers #circle of needle and thread #connections #what the fuck is up with that #it seems like so much more happened in these episodes than the first group

[faunandfloraas]

A collection of Seungmin selfies.

#if you notice a common theme thats not my buisness #kim seungmin #stray kids #skz #okay but bc i'm insane or whatever ive been collecting like all the seungselcas #bc of course i have #so i have like lil groups of ones #in the car etc etc. #and they were clogging up my drafts #bc i went through and got every single lee know seungmin selfie Ever. Literally. #so i made an insane bitch thread on twt bc A. place holder that i can find #easily. B. help anyone tryna find a specific 2min selfie out #anyway that thread has 3300 notes now and 100k views lmao #and 1000 bookmarks so. #my weird behaviour pays off #i used my other blown up tweet to get eyes and then i deleted that one and put selfie thread and now i win #LMAOOO #seunghands

[genderoutlaws]

Twitter thread by the Indiana Mutual Aid Coalition covering the incredible show of solidarity amongst the students of Purdue University who protested, disrupted, and drowned out a Michael Knowles speaking event from beginning to end

[ID: A tweet by @INMutualAid that reads “Yesterday Michael Knowles, best known for recently calling for the “eradication of trans people from public life” at the largest conservative convention in the US, allowed by Purdue’s administration to advocate trans genocide on campus. The student body responded in many ways.” followed by an emoji of a spool of thread. END ID]

#fr read the thread its both revitilizing in terms of seeing them stand up for whats right #and enlightening to see which groups left and encouraged others to leave when the cops came.. #transphobia #transmisogyny #ask to tag #described

[buencs]

・　　　↺　　　closed starter : @espionisms, @flcralhaze, @xforgedsecrets, @thenxghtwemxt, @gloriousncss

if the sharmas wished for them to indulge, indulge she would. valentina had heard the murmurings of the inappropriateness of it all and murmured in agreement dependent upon who had voiced their concerns for it all with a goblet of wine in her hands, refilled throughout the night. now pleasantly buzzed enough that a few of her smiles could be seen as true, laughs a little louder than usual she leans to the person next to her. " though i hope that the staff are enjoying themselves, it seems like soon they'll need to help some nobility back to their rooms less they stumble their way elsewhere. "

#・ ↺ v. alvarez : threads. #since there were a lot of y'all group starter #could be talking to ur muse could be overheard #alcohol tw

[aroaessidhe]

ARO WEEK 2023

a couple of books that have a platonic relationship in the place where most books would have a romance :) most of these have word-of-god aro characters, though it might not be mentioned in the text, and tbh for me the depth of a complex and centred platonic relationship is equal or more important to me than just having an aro mc. i love all these a lot!

THE LIFE GIVER / YA dystopian high fantasy / centres a boy who translates the dreams of a girl who gets dreams from their god and their friendship

ARCHIVIST WASP / YA post-apoc fantasy / a lonely girl finds a mysterious ghost who’s searching for his friend. they have a complicated relationship. the two ghosts also have a tragic platonic soulmates vibe.

RADIANT / YA dystopian scifi/fantasy / a lonely girl meets a ghost girl and they become friends while dealing with people who want to use them for their powers

COME DRINK WITH ME/TALES OF THE THREAD / fairytale-like fantasy / short story series centred around platonic relationships from an aro perspective

THE HERETIC’S GUIDE TO HOMECOMING / adult high fantasy / slow & introspective fantasy about two people travelling across the land, centres platonic relationships and stories

FIREBREAK / adult dystopian sci-fi / MC has a ride-or-die best friend relationship, and also has a kind of complex parasocial-friend-crush with someone she ends up meeting and starting a revolution with

#this is NOT about qprs I have a specific post about that; though some of these are qpr-ish #and also like. centring a friendship between two people; not a friend group sort of thing #aroweek2023 #asaw #aro week 2023 #arospec awareness week #the life giver #towers trilogy #the heretic's guide to homecoming #tales of the thread #archivist wasp

[rinmemesuoka]

Kabru's Tormentous Nightmare has been keeping me entertained for days tbh. Wow it's such a positive change for your stifling helicopter mom to be making connections and building relationships with people her own age, maybe now she--hm? huh? what do you mean it's captain mithrun.

#they're that post about having one friend who can afford to go to therapy relaying the things they learned to the rest of the friend group #milsiril picking up that “guess it's too late now” missed-connection friendship thread and getting character development by proxy. #clearly a positive development for her! but that's kabru's mom and his weird kinda-co-worker. sitting real close on the couch. #as serj said on twitter he is incapable of taking this well

[queen-tinsley]

"That's... cute.... yeah." Brooklyn told her cousin, as she was trying to be supportive but that jack o lantern was nothing to write home about. "We'll definitely put that one towards the back of the bunch." She said, with a pat to their shoulder. "How's everyone else coming along?" She asked, as they'd taken on the task to decorate great grandma Chadwell's manor for the holidays. ( @bunnychadwell @think-pink-floyd @keatonchadwell @blythechadwell )

#just a lil something for the cousins. not a group thread. there's too many of these kids lololol

[whumpshaped]

tw multiple whumpers, betrayal, implied torture/torture mention

it was easy to think they were perfectly safe and protected within the group. they were held together by a common enemy, namely whumpee, whom everyone could beat up and torment as much as they liked. whumpee wasnt going to fight back, not against so many others. and who else were they supposed to fear?

whumper didnt realise how little it took to be singled out by their own group- for too much brutality, too little brutality, a torment method the others simply didnt approve of. maybe if whumpee wasnt gagged all the time, whumper wouldve known that they had once been a part of the group too.

#whump #whump trope #whump prompt #multiple whumpers #its just been on my mind #i love when someone knows very well that being someones ally means they have to fear no one except them #but what if its a whole group #and what if that someone is oblivious that their good life is hanging on by a thin thin thread #the thin thread of being able to conform perfectly

[pinkfey]

astarion's opinion of gale's condition going from "a waste of perfectly good treasure" to "a waste of a perfectly good gale" between act one and act three makes me 🤮🤮

#thank u larian for giving me a group of companions that Actually grows to care abt each other #so i don't look like a buffoon dragging along ppl whose only only common thread is me #anyways.txt #bg3 posting #bg3 spoilers #i suppose

[spencerberkeley]

@mobscene-starters Time: After Party.

It hadn't taken him long to polish off the bottle of Krug. Who needed a glass?

The thing came in handy when one of the Vixens who'd been sat at their table suggested they use it for a game of spin the bottle, though. Rescuing it from his drunk hands, she placed it down on the table top with a mischievous grin at all those who'd gathered around. What could go wrong? Spencer reached out for one of the glasses (that the waitress so dutifully kept replenishing) and threw back the shot of what he assumed was vodka. Hopefully.

"It's truth or dare, baby, but the twist is you can only pick dare."

#right let's see if we can get some multi-way threads with this one? #figure it out in the gc and we can get a few groups of people playing truth or dare hehe #mobstarter #event: 2024ap #if you wouldn't watch the carnage/participate then just ignore

[flu5zn]

⠀✼⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀،،⠀PROLOGUE :   BALANCE.

almost. it’s a big word for me. i feel it everywhere. almost home. almost happy. almost changed. almost, but not quite. not yet. soon, maybe.⠀┉⠀from, “Almost Home” by joan bauer.

&.⠀ʿʿ⠀CHARACTERS﹕DEVIN XIE feat. her family. &.⠀ʿʿ⠀WORD COUNT﹕1.7K &.⠀ʿʿ⠀WARNINGS﹕swearing, drugs, weird family dynamics, corey catches a stray. &.⠀ʿʿ⠀NOTES﹕gonna be doing a little prologue series as kind of a character study for each of the members to give insight into what they were doing before the band. as well as some of the things that shaped their choice to join the band.

Devin could never tell when her parents were angry with her. Whether it was because they were always angry with her or because she never cared enough to figure it out, she wasn't quite sure. She wasn't exactly the perfect daughter, that she can admit. But their perpetual disappointment in her never bothered her as much as they liked to think it did.

She had developed her brand of nonchalance pretty early on. Always the child who rolled her eyes while her parents gave important speeches to important people, always the child those same important people avoided making small talk with. By the time she was old enough to drive, Devin did her best to avoid those important speeches altogether. But if she couldn't, there was always a group of misfit nepo babies with plenty of substances that numbed her spirit in ways only designer drugs could. Getting high was often the only time she felt truly free. Outside of the watchful eyes of her older sisters, and their parents, and the scrutiny of her parents' high positions. 

Inside her bubble of intoxication, a reality fabricated entirely for herself allowed her to pretend she was nobody for a few drugged moments. Devin was always at peace when she was within that paradise. Her breathing slowed, her pupils blown, her speech slowed with a smile that curved at the edges of lips that had yet to be touched by a surgeon. Her best friends, Corey and Genesis, called her selfish. Claiming the little care she had while sober disappeared as she immersed herself within her hazy world.

"Sometimes I start to care about you and wonder where you disappear to. Then, I remember who you are and I care less." 

Jennifer always reminded Devin of a bitter old woman. Hardened by the burden of being the eldest daughter and the weight of perfection on her shoulders, it was no secret why Jennifer had always been such a hardass. 

Devin's eyes rolled impossibly far at her sister's words. "If I wanted your sympathy I would've keeled over and put a bullet in my head by now. Fuck off, Jenn."

The two weren't close, they never got the chance to be. Equally stubborn, and equally stoic, the sisters were at odds from the moment Devin was born. As the story goes, four-year-old Jennifer was the first to make the very quiet baby Devin cry when her parents first took her home from the hospital. 

It should be worth mentioning that Marilyn Xie was a known compulsive liar, a fact a very young Devin had been fed by her father, George, when her mother had still been a subject of her admiration.

It was interesting to see the two sisters interact. It wasn't that they hated each other. No— Jennifer thought Devin too resourceful to resent her, and Devin found Jennifer too resilient to be anything more than a nuisance. In all honesty, the sisters' relationship was complicated. Perhaps if they were born into a different family they would've been closer, perhaps not. Devin never cared much to ponder the possibility for too long. It gave her a headache to consider alternative timelines. 

To Jennifer’s credit, however, she wasn't Evelyn. 

"You're so fucking tense, go get laid and lighten up Chrissy." 

Evelyn always made it a point to call Devin by her birth name. She held that power over her younger sister and dangled the name over her head, daring her to lash out. Devin never did lash out, she knew better than to be upset over anything Evelyn could come up with to insult her. No matter how low.

Evelyn was much too intelligent to be aloof or indifferent—no matter how much she tried to act it. Devin never quite understood the second eldest daughter and all the peculiarities of her behavior. Dubbed a "gifted" child before she could consistently perform long division, Evelyn was always "just enough". She was the planned second child, the smart one with the perfect arrangement of genes that gifted her a beauty that surpassed all of her siblings.

"My options are getting slim considering you've fucked half of Manhattan at this point." 

Admittedly a gross exaggeration, Devin, and Evelyn ran in close circles. Only two classes above her younger sister, Evelyn had somehow managed to make connections with anyone remotely close to Devin. Her shadow remained large over Devin’s very existence, towering over her despite being nearly four inches shorter. 

"Half of Manhatten thinks you’re a bitch anyways," with a huff Evelyn was off to god knows where. She did that often, as their parents liked to willfully ignore. For every pointed observation Jennifer made of Devin's habits, their parents constructed three more double standards to support their bias toward their two eldest daughters. 

Evelyn never peeved Devin the way that Jennifer did. Devin knew better than to cross Evelyn who was much more resentful than Jennifer ever had the energy to be. 

On the last occasion Devin had decided to test the grasp of Evelyn’s wrath, she had ended up with a headache. The kind of headache you only get when you witness your best friend, tiptoe across the edge of his father’s penthouse after experiencing his first heartbreak at the hands of your gorgeous older sister.

"Evelyn cheated on Corey because she’s a bitch and that’s just what she does. Not sure what that has to do with you." Stephanie had always been the most agreeable of Devin's four sisters.

The two weren't close by any meaning of the word. They simply tolerated each other enough to get along for an extended period. Finding a common enemy in Jennifer’s self-righteousness brought the girls together once Stephanie entered high school. Often locking themselves in Devin's room to smoke weed, the burn of grapefruit-scented candles mixing with the potent herb to create a smell that only meant trouble. It wasn’t lost on Devin that Stephanie would never go further than smoking. The fourth daughter leaned empty-handed against walls Devin and her friends would crouch next to when they snorted lines off tables. She’d pretend she didn’t see them, keeping guard at the door before some sleeve offered her a joint to keep her busy.

It was a mystery to Devin how Stephanie managed to fly under their parents' radar for this long when considering how defiant the fourth daughter's true nature was. Though she had considered it might be her cowardice that allowed her to coast by for so long, Devin was convinced she would snap at some point— she never did.

"It has everything to do with me. Corey's a whore, and Evelyn doesn't put enough effort into finding guys I don’t know, to fuck with." Devin sighs, smoke leaving her lips at the sound.

"Fuck this," Stephanie spat, almost mirroring the vengefulness of Evelyn’s nature. 

Devin often noted the patterns of her elder sisters' behaviors that embedded themselves into Stephanie’s behavior. In all honesty, Stephanie didn't have much of a personality of her own. She was a copycat; doomed to comparisons and repetition. She was the fourth child born to their parents, the manifestation of an obsession with righting the ways they went wrong with Jennifer’s stoicism and Evelyn’s callousness and Devin’s nonchalance. 

To their credit, it worked. 

Devin never could get past Stephanie’s absence of a unique personality. She agreed with everything she said, grew angry when expected to, and suppressed every urge of rebellion Devin knew she was capable of in favor of the security of her trust fund.

Despite her faults, however, no one remotely bothered Devin the way Victoria did.

"Mom and Dad miss you. They're asking when you'll come to visit."

Poor, sweet Victoria Xie. The perfect culmination of George and Marilyn’s parental experiences—and fittingly, hated by all four of her elder sisters. 

A perfectionist by both nature and nurture, Victoria could do no wrong. Devin was convinced her youngest sister was physically incapable of disappointing their parents. Though Jennifer praised the youngest for being everything Devin wasn't, even she knew Jennifer wouldn't miss hearing of Victoria's consistent perfection.

"Victoria, stop—" 

Devin often found herself high-strung around the youngest Xie sister. Annoyed by her name itself before she ever got to hear her sing-songy Disney Princess tone. 

"Christina, I said they miss you." 

She often spoke through gritted teeth, holding back her words and reminding herself of her place within the family. She wasn't devoted enough, much less pampered enough by her parents to speak to Victoria the way she could the others. She had to coax herself back into the familiarity of carelessness before she could have any sort of conversation with Victoria. 

She was much too sweet, much too often for Devin's comfort. And as Victoria grew older, Devin was sure she became aware of how much the middle child resented having to hold any sort of contact with her. Yet, if she felt any feelings at all for the way Devin avoided her, Victoria never showed it.

Of all four of Devin's sisters, Victoria was the only one who could ever get Devin to care. She liked to imagine her parents used this to their advantage. Drawing Devin out of her isolated existence on the other side of the world to get her to make appearances; an effort to keep up their reputation.

Of all four of Devin's sisters, Victoria remained the only one who could bend Devin to her every will and whim. Though they were frequently their parents' wills and whims, Devin knew better than to cross Victoria. She was much too perfect, too much of the time. 

Devin could never compete with perfection.

"Tell them I'll make it for brunch next week." 

Her manicured hands massaged her temples with her phone lodged between her right ear and her shoulder blade. Nursing at her headache gave her a moment of clarity, just in time to hear Victoria's response.

"Perfect," her tone perfectly bright. "I’ve already sent you the plane tickets, see you next week, Chrissy."  

#⠀✼⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀،،⠀TRANSCRIPT.⠀ #ficnetfairy #yes it's rewritten from an old thread from two years ago LMAO #fictional kpop idol #fictional idol company #fictional kpop company #fictional kpop oc #fictional idol group #fictional idol community #fictional idol oc #fictional idol addition #fake kpop idol #fake oc #fake kpop group #fake kpop oc #fake kpop girl group #fake kpop addition #idol au #idol oc #idol #kpop idol oc #kpop bands #kpop #krock #kpop idol