#thrift is doing his best but his best isnt very good

[willfullwanderer]

modded minecraft shenanigans

#art #artwork #oc #artist #furry #fursona #furry oc #fox #red fox #arctic fox #kitsune #oc: sylvan #oc: thrift #thrift is doing his best but his best isnt very good #very cringefail babygirl kinda guy #sketch #doodle

[bonesandthebees]

hi sorry just speaking up on account of fun personal knowledge regarding the ask sayinng ypu should get a typewriter and your tags on said post . my personal favorite beginner level typewriters are smith-coronas, theyre user-friendly and relatively easy to maintain in my eyes. id honestly recommend looking for an electric rather than a manual for your first typewriter - its very different from writing on a modern day computer keyboard, and electrics do a relatively good job of easing you in . the keyboards are more similar to your blocky, 90s-tech keyboards you see out in the wild . my first electric was a smith-corona coronet super12 and honestly its one of the best typewriters i own; the quality is stellar, shes comfortable with me, she actually Likes Being Typed on .

manual typewriters are beasts. theyre often angry if you are not the owner theyve always known (speaking of this - a good place to look for typewriters are estate sales . usually you're lookjng at 20-50usd for a functional typewriter at an estate sale, compared to 100+ at an antique shop or online). but yes manual typewriters are angry creatures . they fight you on everything. my first manual was a hermes3000 in a light powder blue and honestly this typewriter does not like me i think. most typewriters you find out in the wild are going to need a little work - new ribbon, a nice deep clean - but will be relatively functional (esp, again, at estate sales. ppl dont usually keep broken shit). manuals are fussy and will probably want a little more out of you . my hermes needs a full realignment and more than a few of the keys stick . not optimal for your first typewriter .

most importantly - and something they dont tell you when you first start using typewriters, cough - manuals take A LOT OF FORCE TO PRESS THE KEYS. more than you are expecting. it is not like your hp or your mac or dell or alienware or whatever - you have to WORK to type on a manual. i was typing with just my index fingers for the first few months i owned my hermes because i physically couldn't 1) get a feel for the keyboard and 2) press down on the keys comfortably with my other fingers. it hurt after a little while .

that being said, owning a manual is an extremely fun little knickknack to show off. double points if its functional and you actually put it to some use . typewriters are one of those things that get better the more you use them ; you kind of have to break them in, and more use means theyre easier to work with. electrics are similar but are often more forgiving . all this to say that a manual is worth it if youre willing to make the commitment. theyre fun to use . make you feel like a 1940s office worker .

as far as actually writing goes, all manuals and early electrics are not going to have any sort of backspace functionality. honestly i think its rlly helped with being deliberate about what words im using. you can get correction tape (obviously) but it feels a little bit different . i think it helps with just getting ideas onto paper concisely .

no matter what kind of typewriter you get (if any at all) the most important thing is going to be the user manual, whether you actually have the original paper copy or a scanned version youve found online. understanding your typewriter is like reading a recipe. its important to know what each button does and how to use it . if you grew up learning typing on a computer you do not know how to use a typewriter ; youll be able to type but probably not much more . instructions are your best friend . your typewriter is an animal .

typewriters need a little more love in the world . i highly recommend looking around at garage sales, estate sales, thrift stores if youre interested in owning or using one, theyre honestly such an efficient and modernly-under-appreciated piece of technology that really revolutionized the world . thanks for allowing me to ramble i hope this isnt too unwanted

oh this is so informational thank you!! I know next to nothing about typewriters except what they look like and that they make the nice clicky noises. I don't know if I'll ever get one, but if I do it's not gonna be for a few years just because money + I'd wanna set that up and have a nice space for it once I'm living in my own place, and atm I'm still in the 'post college graduate living with parents' phase of my life.

that's really good to know about electric vs manual typewriters though!! I'd probably get an electric for my first one because I rely so heavily on my typing speed. typing stuff on my laptop is muscle memory at this point so I'd be very annoyed if my typing was super heavily impaired on a typewriter. I do know the manual ones take a lot more effort to push down. I've encountered them at antique stores before and have tried to type a tiny bit and it's definitely a challenge

this wasn't unwanted at all it was super helpful!! I love the way you talk about typewriters too. I can definitely imagine that manual ones are like beasts you have to figure out how to work with lol. I'm gonna be saving this as a reference note for if I eventually start looking into getting one for myself

#ask #teethkid67 #typewriters #reference

[justsokaela]

Slow Saturdays…

I’m left work early during my lunch yesterday because I was feeling so shitty. I only missed out on 2.25 hours, and it was so slow being a Friday during Spring Break, and half our crews took the week off, so it’s not like I missed anything important.

I laid down, didn’t really sleep though. I would close my eyes, play on my phone, make my headache worse and close my eyes some more, pet my dog…

My boyfriend still came up, and he offered to pick up food on the way in, so he brought me some chicken pasta and vegetable soup from the local Italian restaurant near my parents’ house. They messed up his buffalo chicken wrap order though, which made me feel guilty. So I warmed up some of the leftover Italian Wedding soup my dad had recently made too many tubs worth of, and sent him home today with his leftovers and the rest of the soup from that Tub.

I took a short nap after he left, window shopping online for nothing in particular, but thinking abour how I’ll need to update my wardrobe and secure pieces appropriate and comfortable for me to work in and still feel like I’m expressing my whimsical weird self…next paycheck, I’ll put down on a couple items from the thrift store. Thrifting is better anyways!

I discussed my career plans with my parents, about how I am hesitant to accept a job in a law firm that I might get offered as a legal assistant, which is great for me because:

1) I have a paralegal certificate, I should use it.

2) my ultimate goal is to be a law librarian at a university law school someday - law firm experience is obviously useful for this.

3) it pays 3$ more per hour than my current job

4) Still has good benefits

5) is a large firm in our region that covers a lot of different branches of law, which is good for building a well-rounded set of skills in the position

6) after a few months, a hybrid remote schedule is possible, which is pretty cool

7) working in a firm can help build connections and network for my future law school plans

On the other hand:

1) my current job has incredibly good work-life balance. Following an academic calendar gives us more breaks or slow-periods, I work in administration so there are few people I have to “answer” to and my boss is really nice and cares about us, and doesn’t let people treat us like crap. I have lots of PTO and union-protection.

2) my job is pretty easy, but still offers me room for growth, i’ve been assigned to train on some new tasks involving accounts receivable and doing the invoices, which is some really valuable skills

3) my job being pretty easy, it also has a lot of downtime - I’m not constantly being micromanaged or expected to fill every second of my day with “work.” I have room to learn new things - like build my excel skills- doodle, goof around on Tumblr or Pinterest, organize my life, write, read, study, and even make my grocery list, and I still have plenty of room and mental energy to complete all my daily tasks and assignments.

4) my dog as an ESA is permitted to come to work with me everyday. This means that I get the comfort and security of his presence but also he isnt left alone all day. We go for walks during breaks and lunch, which is beneficial for me too getting outside and not sitting in my chair constantly, and everyone at work loves him! He’s my best friend and I love spending my days with him like this. I am not sure he would be welcome at a busy firm.

5) the law firm is 35 minutes away from home, which means more time spent driving in traffic on the shittiest highway ever and more mileage on my car, and more gas costs

6) the law firm requires billed hours 40-50 per week, and is very busy and intense

I talked about my concerns like I mentioned above with my boyfriend and he thinks it’s a good idea for me take the firm job - because getting experience is really useful, and it will help me decide if law is what I really want to do or not. However, if I take that job and it turns out I hate it and don’t want to work in a law firm after all, then I will be either stuck working in a job and environment that makes me miserable or overwhelms me, or I’m forced to quit and look for a new job all over again.

While I think he makes good points - I think it’s wiser for me to stay where I am, stabilize myself and learn as much as I can, and really utilize all the free time and mental energy I have in a safe and stable work environment -albeit barely manageable income- and put it towards finishing my Masters in Library Information Sciences online first. And even though I need a second source of reliable income, I think it will be manageable BECAUSE I have a less-stressful job.

So I think I will cancel the interview and just keep doing what I’m doing. Stop looking for the potentially next better thing and let myself take root and grow for a bit. I’m not ready to be re-planted just yet…

#career #job dilemmas #my future #trying to do what’s best for me

[g0ldengubler]

lunchtime ~ spencer reid

A/N: THIS IS VERY UNEDITED VERY HORRIBLE WRITING! i just wanted to get this out. this is a kink i have but never really talked about it. but i hope u still enjoy! it’s very weird so if you don’t want to read it you don’t have to :)

Category: smut (NSFW18+)

CW: rough sex, riding, doggystyle, special guests listening in

Summary: spencer reid works a lot. he’s an fbi agent, he can’t help but be a workaholic! but when you guys finally get time to yourselves, what happens when it’s risky interrupted?

Word Count: 2078

✨masterlist✨

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having a boyfriend who works in the FBI isn’t all rainbows and sunshine. Because of his job, Dr.Spencer Reid was always either gone on a case or working on cases at home. he could be doing it in the office, but spencer was a sweet guy and made a middle ground to see his girlfriend more. he was just as passionate about her as he was with his job, calling her every night when he was away, making sure to treat her when he got back or when he was done for the day. he made sure she knew she was important to him, which wasn’t something she ever felt from a guy who was a workaholic.

today was just like every other day. spencer got to do case files at home as there was no case as of then. Y/n tried her best to take care of him while working, as a return of the favor. She made him his favorite waffles that morning and even made him a fresh cup of coffee just the way he likes it-a cup of sugar with coffee to mix. He kissed her on the forehead, convinced that he didn’t deserve her. once he was done he went straight to work. In a way, y/n pretty much worked with him as his personal Penelope Garcia, as he was an old man when it came to computers.

it was lunchtime at this point. y/n walked into his office and stood in the door frame, watching his fingers move down the page in his book as he read. his fingers made her melt, and he knew that. clouds began to form in her head as thoughts of what he could do with this fingers took hold of her. she didn’t even notice he was wanting her attention as he snapped her out of her daydreams with a snap of his fingers.

“Bubs, are you ok?” spencer asked. he was still at his desk, his finger placed at the spot he was at. you looked back at him from his finger, noticing what he was wearing and it wasn’t helping your case at all. while he was wearing his favorite maroon cardigan that he thrifted (still lux though as it was ralph lauren), he also wore a pair of grey sweatpants. clever of him for the moments he had to video chat with people.

you were quickly out of your thoughts yet again as you felt your body move without you knowing before. you walked towards him as he turned his chair to your side. you noticed he was half hard in his pants, as the imprint of himself showed through. you sat on his lap and ran your fingers through your hair, peppering kisses below his ear. he chuckled, thinking you were being cute, but you were just getting started.

“it’s lunchtime bubs.” you whispered as you softly grind against him.

spencer put his hands on your his after guiding your body to straddle him. he guides them as his lips touch yours. “good,” he said in between kisses, gently rubbing circles over your shorts in the place you wanted him most, “i’m starving.”

not only was spencer the sweetest, softest man you’ve ever met, but he was also the sexiest and dirtiest. he was rough like a wild bear but soft as a teddy bear-taking such good care of you after he ruined you to filth. no one would ever believe the things you two have done together in the past year. no one would especially believe what happened today.

as spencer’s about to slide his hand down your shorts, his phone rang. he groan softly under his breath as his right hand left your side to grab his phone. you were a little annoyed at first, but once he put the phone to his ear, an idea popped into your head.

“hey hotch...” he said. you slowly leaned down and went back to the spot below his ear, sucking and nibbling it softly.

this wasn’t something new to the both of you. it was a fun little game you’d play if either of phones rang while you were in the middle of it, seeing how long they could last at acting normal. by now, spencer had got the hang of it and made it easy for him when it was any of his coworkers. today, however, he was almost struggling.

you heard other voices on the phone as well. you could tell by how low they all sounded that it was 3 of the men on his team.

“yeah, i was um...about to have lunch.”

you decided to try and break him a little, sucking a little bit harder.

“can i call y-“ a soft moan left his lips, cutting him off his sentence. his eyes bulged out of his head as his mouth fell open. you quickly coughed in a lower tone to help him out, trying not to laugh.

“yeah, luke i’m fine,” he said, “just stubbed my toe....shut up morgan!”

you giggled softly to yourself, but not softly enough. you heard laughing from his phone and realized you were busted.

“hi boys!” you said, jokingly sounding seductive.

spencer gave you a look that said ‘are you kidding me?’ which made you giggle even more. you hear morgan on the other end say, “aww, did we interrupt your lunch?”

“yeah, you did! we were just about to get started.”

spencer placed the phone back to his ear, taking a deep breath before speaking. “look seriously can we-“

he paused, listening to whoever was talking. slowly, spencer removed the phone from his ear and covered it with his shoulder. he looked unsure of himself, as if he was trying to gather the courage to speak.

“bubs,” he said weakly, “do you um...uh..d-do you want to...have the phone on speaker?”

you thought for a moment. you were always secretly into things like this, but never told spencer because you thought he would find it weird. but seeing him look kind of into it didn’t help the puddle forming in your shorts.

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to. whatever your comfortable with!”

you thought for one more moment before taking his phone out of his hands and putting it on speaker for him, setting it down on his desk. he looks at you confused.

“let’s put on a show for your coworkers, daddy.”

“ooooo coming in with the big guns already!” said Luke.

“y/n does not play.” said Hotch.

Spencer was frozen in his tracks. he couldn’t believe the words coming out of their mouths, let alone what was going on.

“well come on then daddy, give us a show! my popcorn is getting cold.” teased morgan.

spencer rolled his eyes at morgan before his lips attacked yours. you continued your grinding on him, this time he was grinding back. you moaned through the kiss as his hands went back in your shorts, rubbing circles on your clit.

“oh wow, spencer got a girl to moan like that!” said Morgan.

“is he making you feel good, hun?” asked hotch.

“fuck yesssss!” you let out a long moan as spencer moved faster with his motions. he let out a groan and cursed under his breath. you felt his pressed under your thigh and that made you try to hold in how turned on you really were. you held on for dear life on the armrests of his chair as he leaned back a little bit.

“are you getting close, baby girl?” asked morgan.

“yes yes yes fuuuck daddy please let me cum.”

“you wanna cum for me, angel?” asked spencer.

“yes omg please i’m so fucking close!”

“cum for him, princess.” said Luke.

before you could fall down the hill like on a roller coaster, you felt incomplete as he took his fingers out. you let out a little whine, letting the guys know he didn’t let you cum.

“ooooo doctor genius over there didn’t let her cum, how sad.” teased Luke.

“what are you going to do now?” asked Hotch.

“because she’s about to get fucked and really show you how much of slut she truly is. well, MY slut at least.”

spencer took his painfully hard cock out as you moved your shorts to the side. you felt the head enter you and shortly his whole length was slammed deep inside you before you even make a sound. you let out a quiet gasp before a loud moan escaped from your throat.

he let you adjust, but only for a short moment as he quickly began pounding you, holding you from your ass. you were a moaning mess at this point, letting out more dramatic, pornographic ones for the guys.

“fuck he’s really an animal isnt he?” teased Hotch.

“you like being pounded like a dirty slut?” asked Luke.

you moaned out a yes, but it wasn’t enough for them.

“use your words, baby girl.” said Morgan.

“i love being pounded like a dirty slut!”

“tell them who’s slut you are.” spencer growled.

you held onto him from behind his head and pushed his face in between your tits. “i’m you’re slut, spencer,” you moaned, “i’m daddy’s little slut!”

“you’re such a good girl, y/n.” said Hotch.

“fuck daddy can i cum? please let me cum ive been a good girl!”

“what do you think?” spencer asked.

“cum, baby girl.” said morgan

“cum for him, princess.” said Luke.

“cum hard all over his cock, baby.” said Hotch.

you finally came all over his cock, screaming as the pleasure surged through your body. spencer helped you ride out your orgasm and let you catch your breath.

“holy shit” said Luke.

“oh we’re not done yet,” said spencer, “she deserves a reward for doing so well.”

he takes you off his cock and makes you stand up, flipping you around so you were in front of him, your ass sticking out. he quickly put his cock back inside of you and luke and morgan cheered on. he pounds you harder this time, making sure you lose your voice by the time you’re done.

“youre such a dirty slut,” spencer growled, taking a handful of your hair and pulling it, “letting me fuck you over the phone with not just my friends, my coworkers. you like putting on a show for people? you want people to know how much of a fucking slut you are for me?”

your eyes rolled to the back of your head at his words. the pure filth in them almost pushing you off the edge as you squeezed around his cock. even the guys grew silent.

“fuck keep doing that angel, keep squeezing daddy’s cock like tha-shit im close. you want my cum inside you?”

“oh my god yes please, i want to be full of your cum daddy!”

hearing you say those words through him over the edge as you feel him filling you up, hearing him moan your name and cursing under his breath. he stayed inside you for a bit before he caught his breath and left to go get something to clean you up with. when he comes back he looks at you sitting in front of him, watching his cum drip out of you and onto his work chair. he wasn’t even mad about it.

“you did so good, bubs.” he says, walking over and kneeling in front you before cleaning you up.

“you were amazing, baby!” you say. he comes back up and kisses you, and it was hard to break away. but somehow you did after what felt like hours and laughed at yourselves for what you just did. you then remembered they were still on the phone. spencer grabs his phone and faces it towards them.

“well? how was the show?” you asked.

“holy-“

“fuck.” luke cut morgan off.

you had left them speechless before hotch finally spoke up.

“....we will not speak of this at work.”

#spencer reid #spencer reid smut #mgg #criminal minds #criminal minds smut #mgg smut #spencer reid fan fiction #derek morgan smut #aaron hotchner smut #luke alvez smut #matthew gray gubler #matthew gray gubler smut

[adultswim2021]

Space Ghost Coast to Coast #82: “Baffler Meal” | January 1, 2003 - 12:00 AM | S08E01

An all-time classic, wonderful episode. Ending 2002 on a high note (technically this is the first episode of 2003 being that it aired at midnight, but I’m delaying my EPHEMERA CORNER post for as long as I can).

The origins of Aqua Teen Hunger Force are laid bare for all to see with Baffler Meal. Aqua Teen Hunger Force was famously based on a rejected Space Ghost script. Well, this is that script, re-imagining the Aqua Teens based on old designs and concepts from that unproduced episode. The desired effect is to approximate what that episode would have been like had it been produced in 1999 before the Aqua Teen Hunger Force series proper was developed. It’s supposed to be confusing; to the point where in the DVD commentary track they even question weather or not they should make it clear within the commentary that that’s what’s going on here (they do).

I will now take this opportunity to quote one of my favorite synopses of a TV show ever, originally taken from tvtome (remember tvtome? god, what a great site):

Space Ghost is forced into a raw deal with the deadly Colonial Man, forever altering the future of classic rock - again. Willie Nelson and a MOCKERY of the Aqua Teen Hunger Force star in this episode. This episode mocks a great comedy show. It doesn't feel funny in the least.

Here you can see the lack of understanding for what the episode really is. Despite the fact that the ostensible Space Ghost fan (tvtome was run by volunteer submissions for it’s episode data) should one-thousand percent understand the Space Ghost connection, clearly recognize Dave Willis’ voice (he still voices Meatwad in a very similar manner), etc. The degree of confusion this episode caused can not be understated.

Nuggets from the DVD commentary:

Frylock is a guy in a costume in this. Okay, that wasn’t specifically from the DVD commentary, but it’s the first time I caught that detail, ever, and I don’t want to start a separate bullet-point list for stray observations.

Shake’s read of “blahd” instead of “blade” was inspired by a real typo in the script, just like “Branford the Branford” before it.

Todd Hanson of The Onion helped write this episode and kept pitching a character named Napkin Lad. I believe Napkin Lad actually comes to be later in the Aqua Teen series.

And another thing I love: The cool song at the end. The part where Dave is like “OH BABY, YEAH BABY” etc. towards the very end of the episode? That part gets stuck in my head like, VERY FREQUENTLY, and for years I thought it was Bob Odenkirk singing in either a Mr. Show or Ben Stiller Show sketch and have been trying to place it forever. Turns out it wasn’t Bob, but David, and I ain’t talkin’ Cross, do I sound cross to you? Do you even appreciate wordplay??

NEXT is my end-of-the-year roundup of second-run premieres, shorts, commercials, bumpers, etc. That’s right, EPHEMERA CORNER is back! But it’s gonna be a long one so I might break it up over the course of a few days, maybe a week, even.

MAIL BAG

I think these were all anonymous, please forgive me if I have, as the French say, “fucked up” by failing to name the conspirator.

2002 is almost over! What do you think brak's position on the iraq war was? Carl's? Hesh's? Junior addleburg's?

Brak: against, but respects the office of the presidency and urges using civil methods to protest. Carl: pro, he is a white supremacist and is supportive of any and all mass destruction committed on non-white nations. Hesh: HESH WANTS SOME SEX! lol. Junior Addleburg: has not been told about the war.

Do you think you are being overtly charitable to Brak this time around? Surely the best Brak show episode isnt even half as good as the worst Home Movies episode. Right?

I do tend to react to “better” Brak episodes the same way you encourage a problem student when they squeak out a B minus. There absolutely was a time when I loved The Brak Show and was all-in on it. That time was SEPTEMBER 2nd-8th, 2001. Hippo was certainly a factor. 9/11 may have also contributed.

I don’t think I’ve said this yet, but I’ve been keeping a running episode ranking of Adult Swim shows as I’ve been doing this. It’ll probably get revised at some point, so I’m not exactly ready to share it. In my ranking I tended to group Home Movies episodes very close to each other, and I would sometimes talk myself into ranking things a little higher or lower than I normally would just to break up a long streak of Home Movies. So I can actually say with impunity, yes, there are strong episodes of Brak Show that I've ranked over weaker episodes of Home Movies. But I might have to have a little chat with the man in the mirror about that.

Are you only doing animated shows or are you going to do live animated shows to. I feel like most people agree Tim and Eric bringing live-action to the block ruined it permanently even if you think those guys are funny in a vacuum. I'm just wondering because I know you did animation only for your Simpsons Night B-sodes so I feel you are a "tooned-in" guy.

Live-action is getting reviewed too! I can’t WAIT to revisit Saul of the Molemen. Are you fucking kidding me? I’m not sure where to draw the line on the internet stuff, though. If it aired on Adult Swim I’m very likely to cover it, but I don’t see myself covering the FishCenter repeats that aired at 4AM. Anime is generally getting the shaft. Sorry. I think it’d be cool if somebody started a blog that covered Adult Swim Action. But yes, you are right, I’m a pretty tooned-in guy. Lots of people have said this about me.

If you had to dress like any of the Adult Swim First Era characters for Halloween who would you dress as and who would you LIKE to dress as if difficulty of pulling it off wasn't an issue.

There was a Space Ghost muscle suit at one of those Halloween Stores one year and I very nearly bought it even though I had no intention of wearing it for Halloween. I did a very low-effort season 4 Hank Venture because by happenstance my hair looked like his at the time, and I found what looked like Brock’s jacket at a thrift store.

Putting on a blue Sealab uniform and only traveling in a chair with wheels would be real fun. I could probably pull of an effective Carl. As far a difficult costume I’d be the poolside announcer during the O.G. bumpers, because I imagine that he’s very muscular and his dick is real long and it’s constantly flopping out of the pantleg of his swim trunks and that it’s getting sucked off all the time by them old ladies and most of the time he’s like “no no, we mustn’t do that, for I am a professional” but every now and again he’s like “well alright” and this would reflect my experiences at whatever Halloween party I’m at except it would be a 20 year old woman dressed like an old lady because it’s Halloween. Thanks for the question.

Do you have a girlfriend? What does she think of Adult Swim or does she hate cartoons like mine.

I’m not done with the last thing. I would also have a bullhorn and I’d be using it while getting sucked off, even though that’s a discreet affair. Like, we’d find a bedroom that was empty and lock the door and I’d be like “Oh yeah baby suck my peenie, yes you are doing so good at sucking that.” in hushed tones, but into the bullhorn. I’d also use it to yell at children for wearing racist or appropriative costumes, which, as we all know, leads to more getting-your-dick-sucked. Anyway, I got a wife and we literally met at an Adult Swim event during Comic-Con! It was Tim & Eric Awesome-con 2007! I’M NOT LYING

Would you rather take one big bite out of meatwad or drink the entirety of Master Shake.

I wonder if Master Shake is warm. Anyway, I’d go with that, biting Meatwad seems like CERTAIN DEATH.

#adult swim #aqua teen hunger force #adultswim2021

[ambitionsource]

hi can we get some zaley friendship headcanons whenever you're free? ☺️

im not the best at headcanons just bc of the way my brain functions but im gonna do my best for you, sunny my friend. let’s go zay and riley let’s go!

thrift shop buddies!! one of the most common ways that they hang out is definitely going thrifting. considering they arguably have the two most eclectic wardrobes on the show, this makes sense. esp i fully believe they’re the perfect people to thrift shop with where they encourage each other to try on everything, even if it seems outlandish (and sometimes even more in those moments). that’s the only way to really get some good finds! and i feel like, beyond S1, when they wear items for performances in the show that are clearly unique / seem thrifted, it’s more than 50% likely the other helped them pick it out at some point

on this note, i think that they both have really good senses of what looks good on the other bc they spend this time together, probably better than anyone else (yes, including their significant others. not that that’s hard, since both of their significant others have notoriously bland fashion). like even when theyre not out together i can totally imagine them seeing something and being like “oh this is so riley / zay” and getting it for each other. they know each other’s sizes and have like an ongoing swap credit system gfJSKHJDLFH

riley and zay usually run performance by the other person before they perform them for the class / at an audition. like they find a specific time (usually during breakout sessions during class) to get in front of the other person and run them through their concept + do a run-through for them. they just really appreciate the other’s perspective, especially since they tend to complement each other -- zay is able to identify places where riley could heighten things or add some flair or just like... assert her talent more lmao, whereas riley helps zay pull back on some of his more overwhelming instincts when necessary or find the moments to truly lean in emotionally rather than blowing us out of the water the whole time

if we could actually Watch the show, i guarantee 9/10 times when riley or zay is performing, we would cut to the other enjoying the performance. like theyre always bobbing their head along and truly feelin the other’s performances. excellent vibes luv!

i also think they harmonize well with each other, which is why its kind of a shame they dont do more performances together within the context of assignments (as for why, couldn’t tell you... it might just be a weird psychological thing of like i have These people i perform with when it matters and these who are just for fun... like maybe zay and riley tend to see each other as easygoing comfortable duet partners and thats why they try not to overdo putting pressure on it). but yeah they absolutely have days where they just hang out in one of the rehearsal studios and play around on the piano and try to find ways to harmonize on their favorite songs. this is some of the best singing riley ever does, bc its so low stakes and fun

i also think that honestly, zay really helps strengthen riley’s vocals over the time they’re friends -- especially early on. riley is someone with good raw talent but she’s never thought about honing it seriously prior to joining aaa, whereas zay has been on a career mindset since he was little. so he is good at teaching her like small technique things or helping her expand her range and she really values that esp bc hes so selfless about giving it, but it doesnt come off naggy or unnecessary like maya’s advice often does

sometimes it can be hard for them to find songs they both wanna sing though bc their music taste is so different. i think they have like three small categories where their favorites overlap -- select big names (sza, chloe x halle), jazz / old-time crooners (frank sinatra, nina simone, and the like), and select musical theater. but i think this is mainly on zay, bc he’s much more picky about music than riley who will give anything a listen without much nudging. as we know zay likes to pick on his friends’ music taste (like charlie and harry styles / 1d) and i don’t think riley would escape this affectionate teasing. they exchange song recs and riley gives him like her usual piano ballad-y sara bareilles tswift rachael yamagata energy and shes like oh yes, another piano ballad and hes like STOP!!! JUST LISTEEEENNNN GFSJKLHJFDSKLHKDLFH

that said though, they’re definitely go-to friends when it comes to like checking out a new local artist or coffeeshop open mic nights. this is probably a typical zay / riley / yindra outing

zay doesn’t spend a ton of time watching tv bc “he has better things to do with his time,” but riley and zay are definitely the type to watch a show together. like not always Together, but they’ll try to keep up with each other so that they can talk about it (and riley has to try really hard not to keep binging and get way ahead of zay). theyre good at this bc they can have really intense and opinionated conversations about it but in a way where its like safe and neither of them feel like theyre actually being judged / are stupid if they disagree (something thats not common for riley, and zay usually is trying to discuss media with super strong personalities who aren’t great at Debating).

in general, though, they tend to agree on favorite characters / relationships. for example, they both hate rachel berry -- which always gets maya and farkle extremely heated if they’re around. i can only imagine why...

they’re also definitely safe-space vent people for each other. they don’t use the privilege all that often bc i think both of them try to like keep their cool and not get hung up about things, but if they really just have to pop off about something they know they can go to the other person and they’ll actually Listen and keep it under wraps rather than either spilling it to everyone else and/or immediately trying to problem solve rather than just listening to the Emotions. and it’s helpful bc for the most part, their friends don’t actually really overlap that much, so they don’t really like harbor the emotions the other person unloads on them or let it affect their dynamics with other people? like riley can talk about dasher and zay can talk about yingel without it having any ripple consequences bc theyre different circles.

for example, i can totally see riley talking to zay about how she feels like -- at first -- asher doesn’t really like her and won’t really let her in and like he doesn’t want her to join the friend group (even tho that isn’t really true). like she can’t talk to dylan about it bc she’s not going to put him in that position and she’s not foolish enough to think that’s a good idea, she can’t talk to lucas about it bc he like doesn’t get stuff like that gFJKHGLFJSDLH and also he has such a set impression of asher it would be hard for him to understand it from her perspective. zay has none of that, so hes a good person to listen to her nerves about it.

the only times this gets kind of complicated / janky is in the midst of zay x charlie stuff where riley is kind of unintentionally (or, sometimes, intentionally) in the middle. like, zay trusts her not to go telling charlie what he says about him, but he knows they’re good friends too, and its an awkward position to put her in. but still, i think when zay is really hurt or frustrated he’ll snap sometimes and just vent out all his anger about charlie to riley in one foul swoop, and she’ll just absorb it like a sponge without judgment and then not bring it up again. but you can also see little ways where this puts pressure on their friendship, like how when he was drunk in 304 zay expressed resentment towards the fact that riley also talks to charlie and sometimes he feels like she puts him first, even though that isn’t true. it’s just..... a very very complicated (and interesting, if emotional) situation with that trio.

that being said, when things are Good, i think that zay feels comfortable talking about his significant others (including charlie) with riley. he doesn’t really get too Detailed about anything personal or anything, but they definitely discussed charlie in s2 in the small window of time where riley knew and zc wasn’t actively imploding LMAO. on the flip side, riley doesn’t really talk to zay about her relationships, but only bc her relationship is lucas GJFSKLJHLKDJHFLDSH. like anyone else she’d be like okay sure this is fine but she knows zay finds lucas annoying 65% of the time and talking about him in a romantic context grosses him out so she respects that LMAOOOO. hysterical

in general, if they’re gonna hang out, they usually go to either a local coffee shop they like (like svorskis) or each other’s houses. its kind of a relief to have a person they can just take anywhere and have around their parents with no trouble at all, considering both of them are used to having a boyfriend who cant be seen in their house (for different reasons). and theyre comfortable enough that like i think when they hang out at their houses, they just spread out in the living area of both bc theyre not hiding anything, its like very lowkey and comfortable

that being said, riley doesnt spend much time in zay’s usual studio at school. most people don’t, its a place zay now likes to be alone (and it feels weird with someone else being there who isnt charlie)

as for how they come off to their families, the babineauxs love riley. jada has met her a couple of times and thinks she’s super sweet + zay could afford to learn a thing or two from her like how to chill the fuck out (cue zay going shut the fuck up). donna is excited that zay has another friend who isn’t batshit intense about stuff like maya / farkle, she figures yindra has the diva best friend role covered and zay needs more friends like nigel and riley to ground him. she’s right about this.

cory likes zay, but he also does have some prejudices from the teaching perspective about how zay doesn’t pay attention in class half the time and blows off his assignments -- but this isn’t partially because cory isn’t a great teacher and his assignments suck. so the feeling is mutual, tho zay gets along better with cory in a neutral, polite sense than say, asher and dylan, where it’s like guerilla psychological warfare. topanga has no opinion about zay bc riley doesn’t introduce her friends to her (wisely).

they’re still very common lunch buddies. essentially when riley isn’t eating with the techies (which is only when lucas is there usually) or bothering lucas in the booth once a week, she’s with zay (which usually also means nigel, yindra, and farkle, though not always)

ultimately, i think that when someone asks riley who her best friend is, her mind will always jump to zay first. not even because theyre necessarily the closest at any given time, but because he really was her first life raft at aaa and he extended that kindness to her in a moment where she was so used to being brushed aside, talked over, ridiculed -- and you don’t forget that. it stays with you. so when she thinks about her Best Friend, speed round answer, he will always come to mind first. i think she greatly admires his skillful balance of confidence and compassion, his sarcastic sense of humor, the way he gets so passionate about dance and music and how these elements come together, and his inarguable kindness that is at his core and so fundamental to everything he does (even when his more known reputation is a bit more barbed and witty).

on the flip side, i think riley came into zay’s life at the exact moment he needed it. we know he felt isolated in s1, and even though i think he thinks of nigel and yindra as his first-to-mind best friends, riley was a breath of fresh air who allowed him to be himself with someone who wasnt going to judge him on past decisions or impressions. just like he gave her the chance to define herself in his eyes with his extension of company on that first day, she does the same for him by not making assumptions about him and learning who he is on their terms. i think she’s also just a really great, measured system of support -- she’s not busting his balls or keeping him in check like yindra and nigel do (except when its really needed, like 304), but she isn’t as in awe / romanticized with him like charlie. i think he appreciates that he can go to her for an honest perspective, but she’ll take the care to deliver that honesty in a gentle way. it’s like, he’s tough enough to take a hit, but sometimes its nice to know you have someone who will be kind with you even then.

that’s what is at the core of their friendship overall. kindness.

-- Maggie

#amarakaran #ask and you shall receive #zay x riley #riley matthews #zay babineaux #aaa supplementaries #love them... i do

[everlarkficexchange]

Prompt #12

based on prompt #12 katniss walks out of the fitting room wearing only a bikini to ask her friend if it suits her but it isnt her friend at the other side of the door but peeta. [submitted by anonymous]

written by @endlessnightlock

beta’d by @msariadneoliver

Rated T for language

Katniss 

  “Which one do you like best?” I asked, holding up two different bathing suits- both cute choices, I thought, but nothing that showed too much skin. “I kind of like the pink one myself.”

  “Neither,” Madge said flatly. She snatched both hangers from my hands and turned to put them on the rack so quickly you’d have thought they were venomous snakes. 

  “What’s wrong with either of those?” I said.

  Madge still had her back to me, but the eye-roll she gave was so hard I could feel it. “You know what’s wrong with them, they’re one-piece. I told you, no one-pieces allowed on this trip.”

  “Madge.”

  “You need to relax. Loosen up a little. And the best way to do that is with some male attention.”

  “But Madge, you know that most guys are dicks. I don’t want any male attention. I’m not interested. I’ve already told you, no thank you.”

  “Female?”

  “Nope. Still entirely straight, unfortunately.” 

  That one got Madge to laugh at least. 

  “Look, I’m just not interested in another person taking up space in my life right now.” She finally turned around and looked at me pointedly then. “And you know, I feel weird having this conversation with you. Why are you so interested in my love life?”

  “You need one. That’s the point.”

  My best friend had talked me into coming along with her to Tigress, a swimsuit shop in the Capitol Mall, with the intent of finding a suit that I could take along to her destination wedding in Mexico. 

  Believe me, that little bridezilla was lucky I loved her so much. It was my one day off of work this week, and it was a good hour and a half drive from our hometown of Panem to get here. If it’d been plausible I would’ve been more than happy to do my swimsuit shopping at home. 

  Unfortunately for my shop-local sensibilities (the ones that had more to do with the fact that shopping in the Capitol was my own personal version of the seventh-level of hell), Panem’s mall had closed a few years ago, leaving us with a dismal selection of discount chain stores, thrift shops, or Effie’s World Fashions- a place where most of the clothes were suited to seventy-year-old cat-ladies, as our only choices. 

  I’m pretty sure Madge would murder me before she’d let me buy a bathing suit from Wal-World or DollarMart for this trip.

  Madge also absolutely shot down my idea of ordering a suit online; I wasn’t deemed “trustworthy” enough for that. “I need to see what you’re looking at first hand,” she’d told me, “if I leave things up to you you’ll buy a frumpy granny-skirt or something.”

  Madge turned from the rack, and when she caught my eye I recognized the maniacal gleam in those seemingly innocent hazel eyes of hers. She was scheming. 

  Madge sighed dramatically and put her arm around my shoulders, pulling me close- something she actually had to bend over to accomplish, being that she’s a good five inches taller than me. And today she wore heels. 

  Who wore heels to shop in? I don’t know what kind of person would want to inflict that brand of misery on themselves…

  Oh, wait. Nevermind, I forgot who I was talking about. 

  Madge was a sadist.

  “Katniss, don’t you ever, somewhere deep in the recesses of your mind, want to try and look hot?” she asked sweetly, as if she didn’t already know the answer. “At least once in your life while you’re still young and cute?”

  “No,” I said, shrugging her arm off. She was going to have to come up with a better argument than that. “I wouldn’t even know how to begin at this point.”

  “Why do you say ridiculous stuff like that? You know it’s not true. Deep inside that surly brain of yours is a party girl just itching to get out.”

  “Not hardly,” I scowled and marched past her, intent on getting a look at a rack full of tankinis and foolishly hoping she’d drop the subject. I hated this particular conversation today, every bit as much as I’d hated it the one hundred and fifty other times I’ve had it with her in the past. 

  I blindly stared down at the suits passing through my hands as they swished across the rack. I couldn’t have told you what a single one of them looked like, honestly. “You know I’m wired that way. I don’t do “sexy”.” I said.

  Madge chased me down, hissing her response in a mock-whisper, which was patently ridiculous because people walking past the front entrance of the store could probably hear what she was saying. “You know as well as I do you’ve just got what Cato said stuck in your head.”

  “It’s not because of anything that lying sack of crap had to say,” I told her, exasperated. “Madge, what I’m trying to tell you is that it doesn’t matter, don’t you get it? I know I’m not sexy. I don’t need to be sexy, I can live a perfectly happy life as plain old me.”

  “But-”

“No buts- you need to accept it. I have an exercise for you now. Ready?”

  It was her turn to scowl.

  “Ready?” I repeated, mocking her chirpy tone. “Good. Now say it after me: “Katniss is not sexy. Katniss is a good person, so it doesn’t matter what she looks like-””

  “Bullshit,” she countered. 

  Oooh, Madge was swearing… that meant I’d gotten her riled up. She never swore. 

  “That idiot didn’t know his own ass from a hole in the ground,” she continued, not allowing me to explain that my feelings had nothing to do with my ex, “especially when it came to anything that had the least bit of something to do with you.”

  “I know Madge…” I agreed, while privately musing that my friend seemed to have forgotten about all those losers she used to date herself. 

  I felt like asking her if she needed to go to the hospital because I was fairly certain she’d developed a serious case of Gale Hawthorne-related amnesia. That guy had brought new meaning to the word prick.

  “And bullshit to that second thing you said,” Madge continued, so impassioned by now that I watched spittle fly off her lips. “Sexy is what’s going on inside your head. Sexy is less about how you look and more about how you feel.”

  “I feel like I should live in sweatpants.”

  Madge rolled her eyes. “You are gorgeous. I just wish you could see that. And you’ve got a great little figure!” 

  I scowled at her choice of words, letting my eyes drop briefly to her own much more impressive chest and curvy hips. “Yeah, “little” being the keyword.”

  “Shut up. You don’t want big boobs anyway. They’re a pain. You’re lucky you’re smaller- you can wear all kinds of things I can’t fit into.” Madge looked over my shoulder, her eyes seeming to falter there for a millisecond before she glanced back at me. 

  She looked away for so long that I was beginning to think I’d gotten a reprieve, but then she spoke up again, this time with a little smirk on her face. “Katniss, now I’m the one with the great idea. Yours was complete shit by the way- just so you know that.”

  “Thanks,” I said sarcastically. “Are you going to leave me alone now and let me shop for suits in peace?”

  “If you do one thing for me first. Humor me, please?”

  I didn’t know whether I was going to like this or not, but I nodded.

  “Go find a dressing room and I’ll bring you back some suits of my choosing. You have to try on everything I bring you. No buts.”

  I rolled my eyes. 

  “Please, just trust me. I have a much better sense of style than you do and you know it…” she sang the last few words and I groaned.

  “Oh my god, stop it!” I grumbled. “Fine, whatever it takes to get you to knock it off. But no-.”

  Madge cut me off. “No buts, I said. Trust me, I’ve only got your best interests in mind.” 

I shut the dressing room door behind me, and once I had secured the lock in place (damn thing didn’t seem to want to turn all the way), I proceeded to unbutton my jeans and shuck them off. I left them lying in a puddle on the floor. My shirt quickly followed, leaving me to wait for Madge in my bra and underwear, my thinking being that I might as well be prepared when she got here. 

  The sooner I started trying things, the sooner we could leave.

  A minute later, Madge knocked on the dressing room door, so I pulled it open just far enough to let her in before quickly shoving it closed behind her. 

  “Oh good, you shaved,” she said after a quick perusal of my body. “That’s very good.”

  “Why, does my body hair offend you?” I grumbled. “Because you know I don’t have to shave, right? I’ll walk around the beach like Bigfoot if I want to.”

  “No no no. Don’t get huffy- I’m used to your hairy everything. It’s just that a smooth body will help you get into the right mental space for bikinis and sunshine, not to mention thoughts of a wedding hook-up!” Madge chirped.

  “Shut up. Not having a wedding hook-up.” I told her, crossing my arms over my chest.

  She just shrugged. “You never know though, do you Katniss?”

  “Oh, believe me, I know.”

  Madge smirked, so I changed the subject.

  “No, I just figured I’d better be ready for anything today, so I gave in to the demands of society and got rid of my excess body hair,” I admitted, my eyes dropping to her armload of suits.“What did you bring me?”

  “Oh you’re such a martyr for the cause Katniss,” Madge said, rolling her eyes. 

  If we weren’t such good friends, I’d have wrung her neck by now.

  “But I’ve brought you all kinds of good things,” she continued while hanging up about eight different bikinis- each in varying colors and degrees of tininess- on the closest hook hanging from the dressing room divider wall. “Just make sure you come out and show me when you find the one you like the best. I’ll be waiting outside the door when you’re ready, okay?”

Peeta

  “Hang on, my shoe came untied,” Delly told me, halting abruptly in front of a high-end swimsuit shop and dropping to one knee. “I don’t want to trip over the laces.”

  “You should have double-tied them,” I said. “Finally, you’re reaping the benefits of my years of advice.”

  She shook her head, laughing without glancing up at me. Delly had spent years teasing me about my slightly obsessive relationship with my shoelaces. I’m sure she saw this coming from a mile away. “Ha-ha, smartass.”

  She hesitated before standing up, and I groaned internally when I realized that something new had caught Delly’s interest. 

  She squinted, staring inside the hazy yellow windows of Tigress. 

  After a moment, her whole face lit up with recognition. “Peeta, look!” she exclaimed, standing up quickly and grabbing my arm, pointing into the store like she’d found her long-lost puppy or something. “It’s Madge!”

  “That’s weird seeing her here, don’t you think?” I asked, discreetly attempting to get Delly to walk again, and hoping my tone of voice told her that maybe we didn’t need to stop and talk to each person we ran across today. 

  “Hmm, well, she looks busy…” I added, for emphasis.

  Any other time, I would have been more receptive to catching up with an old acquaintance from high school, but I was exhausted. And that was entirely Delly’s fault. She’d demanded I go on this shopping trip after I made the mistake of telling her I needed some new shoes. 

  I finally gave in, because I thought I didn’t have anything better to do today, not realizing that scrubbing out the bakery’s oven with my own toothbrush would have been an improvement over this.

  Oh, to look back now and think of that younger, foolish, free-from-the-clutches-of-his-best friend version of myself from six hours ago, the one who hadn’t spent most of the day being dragged around the Capitol Mall like her own personal manservant. That Peeta, innocent that he was, who had forgotten the way Delly liked to look at everything while shopping, and by everything I meant every. Single. Damn. Thing. In. Every. Single. Damn. Store.

  It hadn’t taken me long to see the error of my ways, but at that point, it was much too late.

  Turning to me, Delly popped her straw in her mouth and took a long drink of her lemonade, staring me dead in the eye, unblinking, before finally answering me like I was her two-year-old nephew. “We can’t do that Peeta, she’s waving us inside.” Delly finally said. “You don’t mind if we go in and talk to her, do you? I haven’t seen her in so long. Did you know she’s getting married?”

  “Yeah,” I shifted the bags in my hands and looked longingly towards the exit. “I heard.”

  “So… do you mind?”

  I sighed. It’d be nice if I ever learned how to say no to her. Today was not going to be that day it seemed. 

  “Sure, Dells. Why not?” 

Katniss

“Madge…” I grumbled, looking around the dressing room furtively. I knew it was a waste of time because the space wasn’t that big, but I didn’t want to believe she’d actually done something like that to me. “I’m going to murder you.”

  She’d taken my jeans and shirt with her!

  I gave up the hunt for my dignity before glancing at myself in the mirror again with a sigh. I’d tried on all the bikinis, including one that was just a step above being naked- purely out of curiosity, of course. 

  The suit I was left wearing was the only one she’d brought for me to try on that actually covered enough of my body to be somewhat decent. 

  And honestly… I liked everything about it. I could admit to that.

  The suit was a soft orange and had a simply-designed bottom that covered most of my ass along with a string top that made my breasts look good, leaving only the slightest hint of the tops and sides of my cleavage exposed. It wasn’t too much or too flashy. The suit was, dare I say, tasteful? Attractive. 

  And I actually felt kind of hot in it. 

  Who knew?

Peeta

“Peeta,” Madge greeted me, “you look great!”

  ‘Thanks, you too,” I told her, grinning. Madge Undersee still looked the same, blond and beautiful. Not that she’d ever really been my type. 

  No, my interests had always lain with her high school best friend, someone smaller and less porcelain in appearance, with a long dark braid and an intimidating frown. 

  Even after all this time, I found myself wondering what had happened to Katniss. 

  It’d been years since I’d seen her, but she’d never really left me- she remained this ache that I knew would never go all the way away. 

  I’d always been too nervous to talk to her back then, and I was still kicking myself over letting that opportunity slip through my fingers. Even after all this time, I’d never found another girl that measured up to Katniss in my eyes. That first crush had hit me hard and never left.

  “You look worn out! Has Delly been making you drag her bags around?” Madge asked, putting a hand on my shoulder sympathetically. “You’re still such a good guy Peeta.” Her voice dropped conspiratorially then. “Are you seeing anyone by chance?”

  I almost choked on my own spit, the question was so unexpected. I knew she was engaged, so why was she asking? “No,” I replied, sure I sounded confused.

  “Just checking,” she said easily, “you never know. Hey, there are some chairs over there by the dressing room. Why don’t you sit down for a while?” 

  “That’s a great idea!” Delly chirped in. 

  “They looked super comfortable,” Madge urged, lightly shoving me in that direction. “You might as well, I have all kinds of things I need to talk to Delly about!”

  I thought briefly about resisting, but gave in when I realized how futile everything was. I might as well have skipped signing a new lease on my apartment last week because this mall seemed destined to become my new home. 

  But why kick against the pricks? 

  “Fine,” I said as I readjusted her bags to keep from dropping them. “Delly, just come get me when you’re ready?”

I made myself at home next to the dressing room, leaning back in the surprisingly comfortable upholstered chair and propping my legs up on the footrest. I even closed my eyes. 

  I left my phone in my pocket because now that I was alone I realized how much I needed the quiet and wanted a chance to be alone with my thoughts. Seeing Madge again had shifted those old memories of Katniss to the front of my mind like it was 2009 all over again.

  God, I still remembered how she was all I ever seemed to think about back then. 

  There wasn’t anything flashy about her. Katniss was a small girl with a slim figure, never really garnering as much attention as someone like Madge did from the guys in our class. 

  But Katniss? She was just so pretty it drove me to distraction. Everything about her had me sweating and pining at the same time, especially the way she moved through the halls with no regard as to what anyone might think of her. She was cool and hard-edged and intimidating as hell. She never tried to be popular or trendy, but everything she did seemed to work for her. 

  It definitely worked for me.

  I wonder what happened to Katniss after high school. Was she married, or still living around here? I knew she’d gone out of state for college, and it wasn’t very often that people came back once they’d left. She wasn’t on any social media that I knew of, other than a Facebook page she hadn’t updated in about five years.

  I don’t know what her life is like, but I’d love to see her again.

  Maybe it was just the nostalgia talking, but it hit me hard, the realization of just how much I wanted to turn back the clock and have one more chance with Katniss Everdeen.

  “Are you out there?” I heard a voice call from one of the dressing rooms. 

  Shit, maybe I ought to move, I hadn’t realized anyone was using them.

  The thing that was really weird though was that it sounded a lot like Katniss on the other side of the wall. 

  I wanted to laugh at myself. There was no way it could be her! 

  “Okay Madge,” I heard, and sat there watching, dumbfounded, while the dressing room door slowly opened. 

  Oh god, it was her.

  “I think I found one I like,” Katniss kept talking, looking down at her body, “although the suit probably could cover a little more. But I think you must’ve really wanted me to show off my ass-“

  My heart stopped when she looked up. I’d never known that was possible until that moment, but that’s exactly how it happened. 

  Katniss’s eyes met mine, those same beautiful grey eyes that still haunted my dreams. That soft-looking mouth, hanging slightly open in shock, just the way I’m sure that mine was.

  Katniss, completely surprised to see me. 

  Katniss in a string bikini, standing there like a goddess on some random Friday afternoon. Smooth olive skin, gorgeous legs, a navel I’d like to drink out of, a slightly rounded stomach. And her breasts, they were beautifully shaped and had just the slightest, most devastating bit of overspill peeking out the sides. 

  I think Katniss must’ve gained a little weight since high school or something, leaving her just a little fuller in all the right places. 

  I was trying, really trying, to keep my eyes in respectable spots, but I just couldn’t take them off of her.

  I’d never, ever, seen this much of Katniss and my mouth and brain both refused to work in the aftermath.

  “Peeta?” she said hesitantly, pulling that braid I’d spent so much time wanting to know what it felt like over her shoulder.

  I leaned forward then and forced myself to look up at her flushed face. “Hey…” I stuttered out, feeling like an idiot before correcting myself. “Hi, Katniss.”

#Springtime Edition 2020 #endlessnightlock #prompt 12 #early submission #submission

[localspirit]

Ah I’m interested in all! I assume beginning to look into spirituality will help me in the future when it comes to spirits and such! I have communicated with a ghost/ghosts before so I think I’m naturally a little more ‘open’ to spirits than the average person but I don’t really know how this works.

under the cut bc its so long!

wow thats AWESOME!!! ive been interested in spirits, spirituality, some aspects of religion like djinn for as long as i can remember but wasnt able to communicate with spirits until recently.

pendulums do you own a pendulum? it doesnt have to be anything fancy, mine ended up being a fake crystal i got from a friend that was on a necklace. out of boredom and slight curiosity i asked a yes/no question and it just started swinging with the right answer... it was really freaky!! some people believe pendulums are a scam, some think that its your arm unconsciously moving with the right answer, some think that its you tapping into your third eye clairvoyance, and some think its an angel communicating thru it. mine ended up being an angel! it took a very long time bc i had to go thru the alphabet but my pendulum uses he/him prns and his name is azhu. he says hes not a guardian angel or an angel sent by a higher power. pendulums have their own way on saying yes/no, so if you ever do get one, make sure you know what its swinging means! azhu goes left/right for no, up/down for yes, and in circles or unsure. he's predicted things like my (unpredictable, unstable) health and what college i'll end up going to, and when. pendulums can also 100% be used to communicate with spirits and djinn- that's my main form of communication!

spirits with spirits i kinda jumped into it rlly fast. remember that phase in 2016 where people on yt were like 'i bought a HAUNTED DOLL from EBAY... SCARY 3AM OUIJA'?? i suddenly remembered that. and was like... lemme have a look here. i really did just go on ebay and look at haunted dolls and thats where i met my 'first' spirit vessel i was connected to. you dont really question it, if you find yourself completely drawn into a spirit doll/toy/jewelry piece (aka vessel), theyre calling out to you. it was mean to be! spirits can be 'evil or good', but i prefer the terms 'positive and negative'. a spirit can be positive but very sad and troubled and have a bad temper. spirits can be 'evil' and seem like the sweetest things ever. to be sure, i ask my pendulum which one they are. it turns out i owned three spirit vessels and i didnt even know until my pendulum told me!! i was very attached and affectionate to them (theyre old thrifted/collectable toys) to the point where i found it a bit strange. the spirits explain it. and btw, just because a spirit has a vessel, doesnt mean theyre inside of it or anything... idk think of it as an anchor or something. they can wander around, but they can always find their way back to their vessel. a spirit can have a vessel for 100 years, or pick a new vessel very frequently. asking for activity right away annoys the hell out of them. i find asking 'how did you die?' right away a bit rude too... its like going up to a stranger with a large scar on their face shouting 'what happened to your face?'. i always ask the spirit 'is it okay to ask about your death?' before going any further. some spirits show great activity, some dont show much at all. never force it out of them! they arent a show. they have feelings and stuff! if you wanna know more about spirits i recommend watching videos from ppl with ACTUAL INFORMATIVE vids on their spirit dolls, not just the 'scary 3am ouija’ vids. i also recommend going through ebay and just typing in 'spirit vessel' instead of 'haunted doll', and just taking the time to read their descriptions. all spirits have a story!

djinn im pretty new to djinn myself! some ppl on the stricter side of islam swear that all djinn are evil and work for the devil which isnt true at all... there are lots of types of djinn, most i dont know myself!!! most djinn seek a relationship with humans, platonic or romantic. there are khodam (friendliest afaik, 'grant wishes' to humans), marid (my djinn friend! works with water. possibly a mermaid? srs.), ifrit (mischievous, want to see humans suffer), shiatan (works for the devil i think), etc. this is where things get a little hard to believe so pls pls do your research. a lot of djinn conjurers and people who work with djinn claim that djinn can be vampires, elves, succubi, faeries, mermaids, 'aliens'/starseeds, etc... which i think is SUPER cool. hundreds of people who have worked with them swear by it. people say djinn helped with the egyptian pyramids. they have their own appearance they can tell you like height and eye color, and preferences to anything. most really do want to help out humans, i wouldnt say GRANT them, but definitely wave off any negativity coming your way and to shove you on the right path. they can be really protective. king djinn can have hundreds of thousands of djinn working for them. DEFINITELY do your own research, a lot of it before having a djinn attached to a vessel you own, or purchasing a vessel from a conjurer. i really do recommend just taking your time one day to scroll through etsy when you search 'djinn vessel' and just taking the time to read their descriptions, and LOOKING AT THE REVIEWS. i was skeptical and then i saw '85 reviews under item, 5/5 stars'. i read every single review, every description, everything i can. u can learn so much from peoples experiences. it really is amazing!! 

just to be clear i didnt conjure my djinn myself ! i contacted a conjurer on etsy when i was ready and she literally had him attached to my ring in SECONDS. it was crazy. you can find her here! 

misc a big part of spirituality is learning about your chakras, unblocking them, and eventually opening your third eye. there are lots of informative videos on chakras, and im still tryna open my third eye myself! i meditate every few days and have been close to astral travel (which some spirits can interact with you through! dreams too. theyre called 'dream walkers'.). i REALLY recommend binaural beats videos for meditation, not just rain noises or something. like this . there are thousands of videos for this kinda stuff... take the time and find one that works best for you! if you need ANY clarification or anything just lmk because i love talking about this stuff and im sure i left lots out okay!!! i also have a spirituality page you can find here!!

#ask

[n-komas]

hii could I do a hq match? I’m an ENFJ, Virgo, latina who loves to collect vinyls. I love 70/80/90s + skater clothing. I’m 5’6 n love big friendly hugs. Since I’m kinda quiet at first, I kinda need some1 loud/social to get me talking 😼 I love to go on adventures n get in trouble with the law 😳 I love watching sports and sports medicine! I’m currently my schools sports trainer 😼 I love to blast music, listen to others, watch films and anyone who gives lots of love back

Dear User, Thank you so much for waiting! We have found your perfect match! You’ve been paired with...

Issei Matsukawa!

i think mattsun matches your vibe entirely!

outside of school, mattsun, in my opinion, would also have a skater style

as well as actually skating

you two go thrifting together!

that is if you like thrifting

if not, he’d probably still try to drag you along with him to help him pick out stuff

but some thrift shops have decent vinyls, so he tries to bribe you with buying them for you

which he’s gonna do regardless, but you dont need to know that yet

he likes to pay for your stuff if you ever let him

he feels that you being his friend in general is more than enough

so he pays you back by literally paying for your stuff

he is a lot bigger than you so hugs from him would be absolutely *chefs kiss*

he’s a whole 6’2” please his hugs engulf you

they feel like being wrapped in a warm blanket

i also think he smells good

like cologne that isnt too strong or overbearing, but also with hints of fresh lavendar or laundry detergent

he himself is not super loud on his own

but i think you two bring out utter chaos within each other

loudest mfers

he got you both kicked out of a movie theatre once bc he kept talking about how the ghost in the movie was so hot & how he’d “let her do things to him”

and it cracked you both up so much they had to escort you out LMAO

i headcanon that he likes spooky things

so naturally, he’d try to make you go with him to check out old abandoned buildings that are said to be haunted

they’re always boarded off, but that has literally never stopped you

he brings the polaroid camera hanamaki got him for christmas a couple years ago with him to every location

its tradition!!!

you have to take a polaroid with both of you in the frame somewhere at the ‘haunted’ location

he has a little photobook specifically for these pictures, separated from the rest

on another note, he likes to watch sports with you

sometimes you place bets on who you think is gonna win

never ends pretty

turns into a back and fourth of “I TOLD YOU SO” and “SHUT UP” between you two

but its all friendly swear

when it actually gets annoying, whoever started it knows to stop

i feel like you’d easily become good friends with all of seijoh’s team

esp with the other third years

you & iwaizumi seem to have common interests as well hehe

anyways issei would love to have little dance parties with you

one of you is just playing music, but he’d be dancing the second he heard it

dances to let out stress, and you’re more than free to join him

matsukawa isn’t exactly the best at expressing himself,

but he tries his best to put his thoughts into word

because he wants to be himself and as open as he can be with you bc he knows he can trust you 100%

but yes, he would be very down to just chill and watch movies with you

weekly platonic movie date nights

ranges from all genres tbh

but involved a shit-ton of snacks and dumb jokes & interjections

a hilarious dude to watch movies and shows with 

he never takes things seriously LMAO

but he loves your company so much, he loves the way that your guys’ vibes match up and that he isnt afraid to be his whole, raw self around you

Thank you for working with us! We hope you found satisfaction with your newfound bestie~ Honorary applicants we considered for the role were: HAJIME IWAIZUMI & AKINORI KONOHA. Thank you again for your time & we hope you enjoy your future lifelong friendship!~ Thank you for requesting!

#haikyuu #hq #haikyuu matchups #hq matchups #matsukawa issei #matsukawa #matsukawa x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader

[pbandjesse]

I had a bit of a panic about work this afternoon. Alexi emailed us that they were almost ready to open back up and needed a bunch of paperwork and I was like. Okay chill. Except it wasnt chill!! There were forms and they needed like. So much information. And paperwork from others?? And transcripts?? From my highschool?? Excuse me?? So I sent some panicked emails. 

But I think most of it will be fine? Mom sent me scans of my diplomas. I just had to pull out my masters degree. Which is ugly as sin and does not look like a diploma but what are you gonna do.  And I have a phone meeting with Alexi tomorrow to try to sort everything else out. 

But man it was stressful. I feel a little overwhelmed. I like being home, but it has been hard to be like chill, because I feel so much guilt. But also I know I needed the break. But also now I might be going back to work but I dont know when? So that makes me stressed. But it seems like thats just the way things are at this camp, we gotta just be ready and try our best? 

The rest of the day was alright. I slept better last night. But I still felt kind of bad and off when I woke up. I took a dayquil and that helped shake off the feelings. James was getting home from his ride as I was getting dressed. He made us breakfast and we hung out for a little while. But soon we were off. 

We went out to the county to go to a thrift store that wasnt savers. We went to a goodwill and a 2nd Ave. We had alright luck. We were specifically looking for shoes for him. And while we didnt find sneakers he did find some really nice restaurant shoes and some hiking type shoes. So he did good. I got a fleece that turned out to be super ugly on me and will now just be used for fabric. And I got a sports bra and some awesome snow pants. They arent like actually snow pants but they are like that wind breaker material on the outside and fuzzy on the inside. They are great and I like them a lot. 

But being out was a little weird. James did a little better not projecting uncomfortability, but I knew he wasnt happy with all the people. So I didnt have as nice or as calm of a time when he was near, and I had to tell him to stop following me and to go look for his own things when we were at the first store. Also the toy aisle there was a nightmare because a sound toy was going off but wouldnt turn off?? Very scary. 

The 2nd ave was a little more busy. And was farther in the county and had more people not wearing masks properly. Like this one guy had the skinniest mask that was just covering his nose?? Like what? And no one was really giving people space. Like I get having to go past someone but being 4 deep in a tight aisle isnt it. I may go back out there because they had so much stuff, but being there when it was busy wasnt super fun. 

I am a little sad because there was an LL bean jacket I would have liked to try on but James was ready and I was feeling weird. So I will just be a little sad. 

I signed up for their rewards program. And we headed out. We decided to get burger king for lunch and there was a long line. And James messed up and drove past the screen and then he didnt get something I wanted and I was just not happy with him. And he was upset because someone honked at him. But I think I was just tired and hungry and a little upset because of the emotions I was getting from James being uncomfortable out in the world. It was just a lot all at once. 

But we are mature and a good couple and we talked about it when we got home. We had lunch and put things away. I went through the camping stuff to try to pack it a little better, a little tighter. I also pushed it all into the living room. So now the studio feels a lot more open. Maybe next week Ill reorganize the space. Well see. 

James left for work and I decided to watch a documentary that was so sad. Its on youtube, its called My Brother Jordan and I highly recommend it. But prepare to cry. 

I went to get up after that and I fell?? And I cut my elbow on the zipper of one of the duffle bags!! And I was upset and mad at myself. I went and played animal crossing and moved things around. And then I got the email from Alexi and had my panic about the forms. 

But I spent about an hour filling them out best I could. But its a lot. I am hoping that its actually not as big a deal and it will all just be easy peasy but trying to get things from other people makes me so anxious. 

Once I was done with those though I felt a little better. I made ramen. And I have been hanging out with sweetP and texting with Jess for a while. I am going to go wash my face and try to start winding down for sleep. 

James has off tomorrow and we are going to get some stuff from his parents and then probably pack the car?? Im not sure about that. James told me we could check into our campsite on friday at 1 but I checked the website and its actually 3pm. So Im not sure exactly what the plan is. I kind of hope we still leave around noon and we can like. Enjoy some of the nature before we set up the camp site. But I dont exactly know the rules. So I guess well see what happens. 

I hope you all have a good night tonight. Be safe and take care of eachother.  

[milofuckedup]

Questionnaire; task 2

read more about my boy under the cut

Basic Character Questions

First name?  Milo

Last names? Blevins

Middle names? Dean

Nicknames? Mi, Mimi, Spacey

Date of birth? September 9th 1996

Age? 23

Physical / Appearance

Height? 6″0

Build? Athletic, lanky

Hair colour? Honey Brunette

Hair style? Mess of locks across his head

Eye colour? Blue

Glasses or contact lenses? Neither

Scars or birthmarks? cigarette burns across his arms, a scar above his right eye

Tattoos? none

Physical or mental handicaps? none

Type of clothes? thrift store chic. He lives in light washed jeans and old button down shirts

Race / Ethnicity? caucasian 

Mannerisms? fidgety, stuttery, always rubbing his lips 

Personality

What words or phrases do they overuse? “im sorry” “lets play a game” “can we go home?”

Do they have a catchphrase? No

Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? pessimistic

Are they introverted or extroverted? VERY introverted

Do they ever put on airs? no

What bad habits do they have? smoking, drinking, running away 

What makes them laugh out loud? just about everything

How do they display affection? gently nuzzling his head into you, resting his head on your shoulder, holding your hand. He likes to be touched softly

How do they want to be seen by others? like a nice person, someone who loves deeply and genuinely 

How do they see themselves? as actual human garbage 

Strongest character trait? sensitivity 

Weakest character trait? sensitivity 

How competitive are they? not at all

Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider? he over things EVERYTHING

How do they react to praise? awkwardly

How do they react to criticism? crying

What is their greatest fear? spiders

What are their biggest secrets? he is sure that everyone in his life hates him, they all want him gone, so he works with everything that he has to try and get people to stay

When was the last time they cried? right now, he is probably crying this moment. 

What haunts them? his father

What will they stand up for? his friends, his loved ones, never himself

Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy? indoorsy

What is their sinful little habit? chainsmoker 

What quality do they most value in a friend? honesty, loyalty, wont leave him

What do they consider an overrated virtue? Dignity 

If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be? his inability to speak about what he wants, what he likes, what he needs from someone

What is their obsession? reading

What are their pet peeves? people biting their nails. 

Friends and Family

Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? hes all alone. 

What is their perception of family? that it isnt who you are born with it is who you chose. 

Do they have siblings? Older or younger? none

Describe their best friend. Luna Olsson she is selfless, and thoughtful and has picked Milo up more times than he can count, she is the on person on this planet he trusts enough to live with, he loves her more than he thought he could, he has let her in more than anyone else. 

Ideal best friend? See Above

Describe their other friends. Hudson the person he always turns to when life gets too tough. Tanner  the man that he can always have fun with, turn his brain off with and just let himself breathe with. Rion someone who has always been perfect and loving and gentle with him. 

Do they have any pets? no 

Past and Future

What was your character like as a baby? As a child? he was a quiet baby, and a well behaved child, he did everything that he could to get his mother to stop abandoning him  

Did they grow up rich or poor? DIRT poor

Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? neglected 

What is their greatest achievement? staying alive

What was their first kiss like? awkward, fumbly, he threw up afterwards because his stomach was in knots

What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved? make them feel like they were second best

What are their ambitions? maybe get his GED one day

What advice would they give their younger self? its all shit, dont even bother trying

What smells remind them of their childhood? burning tires, old gas stations, and piss under bridges

What was their childhood ambition? to stay alive

What is their best childhood memory? his 10th birthday his best friend came over with a cupcake and remembered the day while his mom was drugged up on the couch

What is their worst childhood memory? take your fuckin pick. 

Did they have an imaginary childhood friend? no

When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment? every day 

What past act are they most ashamed of? any time he has ever been intimate with someone 

What past act are they most proud of? any time he has been intimate with someone 

Love

Do they believe in love at first sight? no 

Are they in a relationship? no 

How do they behave in a relationship? like a lovesick puppy, very clingy, very needy, asks if they still love him every twenty five seconds 

When did you character last have sex? two years ago

Has your character ever been in love? yes

Have they ever had their heart broken? yes

Conflict

How do they respond to a threat? tears

Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? his tongue 

If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be? the teddy bear his grandma gave him

What do they love to hate? reality television 

What are their phobias? spiders, the dark, being alone

What living person do they most despise? no one 

Have they ever been bullied or teased? his whole life 

Where do they go when they’re angry? on a long drive to the next town over 

Who are their enemies and why? he doesnt like to have any 

Work, Education and Hobbies

What is their current job? gas station clerk 

What do they think about their current job? he hates it

What are some of their past jobs? gas station clerk, thief, drug dealer

What are their hobbies? reading, writing, singing 

Educational background? didnt get ANY formal education

Do they have a natural talent for something? singing 

Do they play a sport? Are they any good? god no 

What is their socioeconomic status? lower lower lower class 

Favourites

What is their favourite animal? cats 

What place would they most like to visit? england 

What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen? the beach at night 

What is their favourite song? halloween - hunny 

Music, art, reading preferred? music: indie. Art: abstract. Reading: character studies 

What is their favourite color? green

Favourite food: chicken tenders and fries

What is their favourite day of the week? friday night

Possessions

What is in their fridge: ketchup, sauces, lemons

What is on their bedside table? books, a glass of water 

What is in their car? absolutely nothing

What is in their purse or wallet? his id, and his library card

What is in their pockets? a packet of gum, his phone, his empty wallet, his keys, two rings that he takes on and off 

What is their most treasured possession? his book collection

Spirituality

Who or what is your character’s guardian angel? doesnt have one

Do they believe in the afterlife? no

What are their religious views? none

What do they think heaven is? a full fridge and your best friends 

What do they think hell is? other people

Are they superstitious? no 

What would they like to be reincarnated as? a house cat

How would they like to die? car accident or sleep 

What is your character’s spirit animal? field mouse

What is their zodiac sign? virgo

Values

What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person? abandonment 

When did they last lie? he doesnt really lie, he mainly omits truths

what is their view of lying? he hates it, thinks its despicable 

When did they last make a promise? last week 

Did they keep or break their last promise? he broke it

Daily life

What are their eating habits? whenever he can, he will eat whatever is in front of him. 

Do they have any allergies? pollen 

Describe their home. small, dingey, covered in books, a bed on the floor, empty fridge 

Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder? clutter hoarder 

What do they do first thing on a weekday morning? sleep, he just finished the night shift

What do they do on a Sunday afternoon? go for a walk and take a picnic

What do they do on a Friday night? stay in and read

What is the soft drink of choice? sprite

What is their alcoholic drink of choice? whiskey neat

Miscellaneous

Who is their hero? he doesnt have any

What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween? dracula

If they could save one person, who would it be?

If they could call one person for help, who would it be?

What is their greatest extravagance? he owns an iphone 5 

What is their greatest regret? hurting angel @angclhqs​

What would they do if they won the lottery? buy a house, donate the rest

Do they believe in happy endings? no 

What is their idea of perfect happiness? a good book, electricity on, and a cup of tea 

What would they ask a fortune teller? how long until I am content

If your character could travel through time, where would they go? 2200 

If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? invisibility 

#crawford:task2 #crawfordtask2

[seagullsausage]

what would marvin and jamie do to bond together back home? would jamie let marv take him out of the house??? what they do togevver :0

hehe well specifically at first i can see marvin sitting next to jamie when hes too depressed/disassociated to get up and reading to him, just so he doesnt feel so alone, and marvins voice is very relaxing and comforting and its real nice.

marvin also works with him on helping him get acclimated to the outside world, so he’ll take him on short little walks and bring him to the store, but letting jamie grip his arm like his life depends on it and hiding his face as he trusts marvin to take care of him. they would probably do some shopping together too, cause thats what marvin likes to do when hes sad, and letting jamie pick stuff out for himself to wear and hang up in his room is good for helping him find his individuality again. they would also totally go thrift shopping most of the time, cause its fun to see what sorts of things they could find whether its cool antiques or funky clothes. they both like old shit and its cheap as hell and its just fun lol

jamie isnt very talkative, but marvins okay with that, and so they spend a lot of time just. hanging around each other, jamie making tea for both of them as they sit at the table and watch the rain and the birds outside or sit on the couch and read. marvin does what he does best and just talks about random shit, about work or the new movie he saw. its not a lot, but them just hanging out not doing anything is better than jamie not doing anything alone like hes been doing for the past few years. its just nice heh

#also i wasnt sure if u meant jj and antis house or chases house so just. here ksdfjsdkfjs;adfjk #ask #hc #jameson jackson #marvin the magnificent #ego posting

[lady-strange-i-dont-want-youu]

OMG those pictures of Stevie 😍💛💛 You don't need to apologize for taking time to respond, the only reason I sent another ask is because I have no trust in technology 😂 I completely understand though. It sounds like neither of us are having a good time with work. I hope things do get better for you 💕 you totally deserve to be happy with where you're at and what you're doing. And yes!! I love thrift stores!! I am 100% ok with being called Ringo 😂 I actually have that set as my nickname in a chat with one of my best friends. To give just a little bit of background on Myles Kennedy, he's a singer that's been working with Slash. He's been in a few different bands but Slash is how I found out about him. His voice is just AMAZING which is why I brought him up as a favorite singer. If you want to hear some of their songs: Apocalyptic Love and World On Fire are both really really good albums (both are considered Slash solo albums). And he has a band called Alter Bridge, it's more heavy I think but if you're interested in that you could check out Blackbird (the album). Tom Petty recs are actually so hard for me because I just want to say all of it!! His entire discography is SO GOOD. Based on what we've talked about so far I feel like Damn The Torpedoes and Long After Dark might be a good place to start. Those were the first Heartbreakers albums I listened to when I was starting out too. Into The Great Wide Open is another album I think you might like 👀 I love who you chose for the band!! That would sound amazing! I feel like I should put more time into putting mine together but since it couldn't happen anyway I can tell you I'd want Myles Kennedy on rhythm guitar and singing, Tom Petty on bass, Mike Campbell on lead guitar (1. because he's amazing and 2. I could never separate him and Tom 😂) and Ringo Starr on drums. It would sound so good and I think their personalities would blend well together too, they're all so easy to work with. I feel like they wouldn't be tied down to just one style and it would be fun for everyone! Now my question for you this time, since we're both struggling with work, if you could make money doing anything in the world what would you choose to be doing? -❄

Omg i'm glad you saw i was hoping you'd see since i saw that and KNEW you'd prob be so happy to see :')🤍 i'm so sorry for taking forever to answer i found out today i got a concussion (ik ik not following doc's orders oopsies) so i'll be off work till the 26th!🤪 definitely do try to keep an eye out for a better job because that (b*tch) isnt worth bossing you around and making your life at work miserable (may she get fired, amen) thank you so much for the album recommendations i'm so hyped to listen to them!🥳 who you chose WOULD BE SO GOOD i'd listen to them if they were a band and i agree their personalities would blend and be very good together. I'm hoping to leave my job in the new year since my boss is a scrouge (i'd say worse but i dont want to say in case you're under 18) if i could make money by doing anything in the world i would def be a singer. Like produce my own music and write songs and be famous THAT OR become a fashion designer (like not fits for the runway but put fits together and create styles) what about you? How has your week been? I can't believe christmas is right around the corner! What is the one thing you hope to get?!🤍🛷

[denak94]

Hey mamas lets talk I was just thinking about something i hear so many women say ewww no hand me downs nothing from the thrift store i want the best brands and designer, well hun let me tell u something u dont have to be in designer anything if u want a special fancy out fit fo special things thats ok but babies esspically out grow clothing so fast and arent in them long enough for higher prices. go grab u some walmart clothes or accept hand me downs. Now i might feel diffrently if i i had only one child but i have five and kids are exspesive very exsensive. so the boys clothes get passed down and of course i buy some new so they have there own idintiy. but i promise u will see me at the thrift store and walmart before some place like the mall. If u have the money and want to spend it on the over priced items go for it by all means ur life style is urs but dont look down at moms who have to save and shop cheap or have hand me downs dont get me wrong my kids always look absoutly amazing and i do throw out anything that is worn or torn. and i dont reuse undies and of course they always get new shoes cause i think they put them thru a tree choper or something but there shoes coast me like 10 bucks at walmart ever 4 to 5 months but they get so excited to choose there shoes so many choices and cartoons to choose from . i want every mama to know no shaming other mothers no saying ewww thats used eww thats from walmart cause all that matters is the kids happiness and health and i promise u those exspensive clothing isnt going to help them in any of those catogorys. no judging mamas lets all spread some love to other mother hand me downs now that im on my last baby i will be giving all his good stuff as he out grows away for free to any mother in need.

[cauldronoflove]

i'm really frustrated and exhausted with my life right now, can you do some sweet and soft el internado headcanons to help me feel better? thank you 💓

i’m so sorry this took so long, anon. i had some Stuff going on when you sent this, and i’m just now where i can really create. i hope youre doing okay 💕

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- i made some hcs on what a disney movie marathon would be like with the gang and it really made me latch onto the hc tht in a slight au, after they all make it out of school, to make sure they stay together and stay in touch, they do a movie+meal once a month, with rotation on where it’s gonna be, who’s gonna cook, who chooses the movie

- everyone loves going to julia and vicky’s, so their month to host is like The Favorite bc their apartment is so cozy! it feels like home tbh vicky’s plants are inhabiting every nook and cranny that isnt occupied by their combined weird taste in books and bobbles (theyre the couple that collects weird coffee mugs im calling it now) their furniture is incredibly comfy and they have the best blankets and it’s just The Best

- the best cook is, surprisingly, iván. he grew up watching countless personal chefs cook a globe’s worth of cuisine and he actually has an amazing retention for stuff like that so he knows his stuff tbh

- he cooks to soothe both himself and his friends and he cooks to cope and he cooks because it makes him happy and he’s considering making s career of it and marcos supports him 100% as long as he gets to be the taste tester and iván loves that deal more than anything bc he loves marcos and wants to share this other passion with him

- anyway! the best movie chooser is without a doubt carol. she stays up to date on all of that so she always knows whats new and whats good and when to or not to listen to reviews. she also always (somehow) picks movies no one’s seen yet, they’ll all enjoy, and that fit the month’s mood just right. if movie night lands close to someone’s brithday she’ll call their SO to get the scoop on what movies theyve been wanting to see (and inevitably, something she was already thinking of is in the list,, shes insanely good at her job)

- nobody’s really The Worst at hosting or cooking, like carol’s apartment is chill but she doesnt have enough furniture for everyone and caye and roque’s apartment is nice but they have weird neighbors and marcos’s apartment is cool but his roommate hates them and iván’s apartment is also cool but maybe haunted? (marcos kinda wants them to consolidate their households to his apartment bc he doesnt want his bf to get ghost murdered but they also mutually agreed not to live together for a while after they got out of school so it’s a What Can You Do situation)

- and as for cooking the rest of them have certain dishes theyre Real Good at but they all agreed a long time ago that no one is as good as iván (though carol’s fabada is a Very Close Second esp if she handmakes the bread to go with it which she usually does because she loves to treat her friends)

- Everyone has their own unofficially official assigned seat at each home and it’s the funniest thing ever because of anyone tries to switch it up theres like a stare down from across the room with heated glares and dramatic huffs because no one wants to say “thats MY spot” bc what if thats weird but also. It’s Their Spot

- also? theyre all horrible gossips. they invest in each other’s lives like a soap opera and it’s hilarious like they know all the names of everyone’s coworkers/classmates/what have you and remember everything each person has done so when theres a “did i tell you what x did” theres 6 cries of “what has x done NOW” with the receipts to back it up

- when it’s time for everyone to go (bc they Have to go this time work/class/etc starts early in the morning) everyone drags their feet and takes 20 minutes to put on a scarf or another 10 to tie their shoe bc yes they all talk p much every day and theirs like 12 group chats so theres no shortage of communication but with the smell of good food still lingering in the air and laughter with it and theyre all back together it just feels so Warm and Happy and they hate to break that spell

- so they all usually end up on couches and floors and curled in half in chairs with threadbare pillows and thrift shop blankets but it’s the happiest and safest theyve ever felt so really Who Cares

#my hcs #el internado

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Every odd question fir Sangriel!!!

boyhowdy text wall ahoy. i didnt bother editing this or reading over it so oops theres gonna be mistakes. answers below the cut 0:

1) Sangriel Amato Heartspell. His name doesn't mean much of anything, besides Amato meaning beloved in Italian. San's surname was originally Keldaris (of Loretta Keldaris, wife of Gia Realdor, who took on her surname) until he changed it after his family's. problematic escapades. 

3) He had a pretty fucking nice childhood. He grew up well off, took all sorts of classes and extracuriculars, all that shit. San's actually a skilled ballerino and is quite fond of dance as a whole. One of his fondest memories is his mother helping him with stage makeup for the first time. San's worst memory is the loss of his grandparents during the attack on Silvermoon. 

5) Sangriel has no siblings but many, many, MANY, cousins. So fucking many. He grew up with all of them, so to him they may as well be brothers and sisters. All of them got along very well and though he doesn't talk to many of them anymore, they're all still on good terms (as far as he knows).

7) He and Mesdrea are childhood friends!! After the attack on Silvermoon, her family moved south towards Southshore, and his family remained in Eversong.  He had no idea whether or not she or her family had survived until he leaves home and decides to travel to learn more about the arcane. Mesdrea was part of the Syndicate at the time and he joined her there. When the organization started going off the deep end, the two bailed out and returned to Silvermoon together. 

9) He is not fond of animals, so of course they read that and immediately pile onto him. Sangriel isnt particularly good at caring for pets which is the real reason why he isnt fond of them. He'd honestly love to have a fish if he didnt think he'd accidentally starve it to death. 

11) No diet requirements! This terrible boy is a walking garbage disposal.

13) He hates cabbage and cauliflower in all forms. terrible. bad foods.

15) San got his father's skills for cooking, which is to say he's..... not the best. He isn't terrible though! He's got a handful of dishes he can cook very well! Just dont expect him to cook dinner all the time and have it be completely edible.

17) Oh fuck yes. Selfies, pictures of dumb things he finds, loooots of pictures of bodies of water esp waterfalls. Half the time he doesnt share them he just likes hoarding the photos to look at alone later. San's not shy or embarrassed by them he just doesn't wanna share.

19) San hates existential "We are stardust and eternal" sorts of things. He feels that most of the time they are disingenuous strings of words pulled out of the asses of people who think they're holier than thou. also theyre boring. 

21) He doesn't necessarily have a temper that is constant but he's very easily riled up. When he's angery he's more likely to lash out with words and snide remarks than anything physical, especially if he knows something particularly damning about the person in question. It takes a lot to get him to that point though. He'll bitch and whine and yell loooong before that.

23) San likes firm mattresses, and would sleep on the floor if mesdrea didnt insist on him having something between him and the hardwood. He doesn't snore, but is drawn to heat sources aka anyone with the misfortune of sharing a bed with him, and clings to them desperately. He sleeps with Only One Pillow, and mesdrea thinks there's something wrong with him for it.

25) He doesn't think he's terribly funny, though Mesdrea loves his sarcastic sense of humor (san thinks she's biased bc they're friends). Sangriel loves witty humor, and though he won't admit it, will absolutely laugh at a properly timed and/or worded crude joke. 

27) San frequently has moods where he feels as if he's accomplished nothing with his life (you're still so young, his mother always says!) and it throws him into a funk for a couple days at a time. He'll cry somewhere towards the end of it after everything's sort of come to a head, and he does very little to hide it. Normally he'll end up snapping at the smallest things, like not being able to open a package or dropping something on the floor. At that point he kind of just spends the day sobbing on and off until it's out of his system. He's a little dramatic but its still genuine sadness :(

29) If any teasing is done it's minimal. Normally San won't do either, but he leans towards being more protective if the person in question is someone he's fond of. Teasing would consist of a tasteful joke at most when he first finds out, and nothing more. It's mostly to try and get the person to smile, though he knows it won't always work. 

31) San absolutely drinks, and is actually terrible at holding his liquor. He gets drunk fast then crashes and burns not long after. He's actually a fairly fun drunk, and loses the insecurities he has that makes him quick to snap and anger when sober. San's a miserable person hungover and tends to spend that time hiding under blankets and pillows alone. He won't admit it but he mother hens those around him that are drunk or hungover while he's sober, though he's not above intentionally making loud noise when Mesdrea is hungover bc she does the same to him. 

33) It depends on what he's wearing. Lounging around or going out it might be boxerbriefs. Some stupid tight pants?? probably some small bikini/thong thing?? of course he wears lacy shit on special occassions though. Of Course. Who do you think We Are.

35) Guilty pleasure is thrifting, esp for clothing he can alter. A totally not-guilty pleasure is sitting on the balcony of drea's flat with a bottle of wine and tossing tiny bits of food out to the birds. he keeps score of how many pieces of food end up in someone's hair/hat too. he has to. 

37) San is actually an avid reader, mostly of non-fiction and esp arcane theory. If he reads anything fictional it's science fiction. Asshole looks dumb as fuck but he's well read. 

39) He loveslovesloves sending letters and messages to people. Mesdrea was the only person he spoke to for a long time at one point and it was only through letters. It's special to him idk

41) San's solidly Gay. Really Really Gay. He just finds?? Lots of things attractive and in no specific way/shape/form. San would say he doesn't have a type and he's right. He's pretty bad with relationships though. The intimacy that's involved kinda...bugs him.. and it mostly has to do with his own insecurities and self-worth. Maybe if he found someone that helps with that he'd? be in a relationship? But for now he's 100% fine with flings. They make him happy.

43) He's not very religious. The light's cool and all. Naaru look neat. The moon is rad so Elune is too, he supposes. An'she is chill. It's just stuff he doesnt want to concern himself with. 

45) People that don't know him see him as an overdramatic, flashy, pompous asshole and they're not wrong! He absolutely is, but that's all they see. People who have been robbed by him see a strange thief that somehow used magic to steal in broad daylight. Mesdrea sees him as someone who is actually a very loving person that is particularly good at making masks to hide who he actually is and how he actually feels. San tries very hard to see himself as someone who is good and worthy of, well, good in return. But most of the time he only sees what's wrong with himself and the things he's done and then ignores all the good, so over time he created the grand facade of this amazing illusionist thief that regrets nothing and cares for nobody and looks Fabulous™ doing it. 

47) San has a love/hate relationship with formal settings. He loves the pomp and circumstance of it all, the dressing up, all the fake bullshit and the backstabbing. He hates that his family isn't able to enjoy the things they used to, though, and that's because their father had them basically ostracised out of their social circles and then gambled all their wealth away :\\\ So he loves them, but hates that he can't share that fun with his family, so he doesn't attend anything formal.

49) The copper ring his mother gave him is most prized possession. She gave it to him on his 20th birthday. The runes on it are a small blessing, Light's Strenth. He'd been planning on running off without a word, but his mom is pretty in tune with his antics and she stopped him as he was leaving to give him the ring. His mother's fairly religious so the ring means a lot to her, and while Sangriel is not, the ring is still incredibly important. When he knows he can't safely wear it on his hand, he keeps it on a copper chain.

#sangriel heartspell #ask replies #text #oc's #mori-sketchbook