ofzola

[ofzola]

HOW TO GET AWAY WITH MURDER ( & OTHER ASSORTED FELONIES )

a memoir by apt 06 & co.

feat. @bclthczcros @thcyer @ofhvney @wingsmelt @ofzola @the-great-and-wonderful-oz @mvgicians & @camcronturner

#murder gang shit #slaughter gang shit #crime gang shit #that's from a song btw i have a song for everything #( ft. apt 6)

[ofzola]

zo just sat and listened as rosa ranted. she wasn’t sure she could conjure up the same amount of anger, of betrayal, that rosa had; zo was simply more shocked than anything. zola had always wanted to know who did it, who killed daisey. . .but in the current moment she didn’t feel the emotion she thought she would. she was just content knowing honey and kiki weren’t the people behind that godforsaken blog; in zo’s eyes, the further mutilation of the body and the continued torture of 30 random students was a much greater crime than what seemed to be, well, an accident on honey and kiki’s end. an extremely unfortunate, poorly handled accident, but a mistake nonetheless. zola wasn’t sure she had it in her to hate honey or kiki for that. besides, loyalty ran in zo’s veins as thought it was a blood of its own; she couldn’t sell them out, not even for her own freedom. they were practically her family. “i don’t know, rosa,” she began hesitantly. “i think that. . .” zo took a breath and tried to get her words together. she wasn’t sure if where she was going would make sense. “i think everyone here has secrets and everyone has their reasoning behind them. honey and kiki aren’t the only people here who we know have killed people, and they don’t deserve to be the only ones we don’t give a chance to.” and that was sentiment zo can stand by wholeheartedly. “and what are supposed to do? believe that the psycho, sociopathic cop who’s been tormenting us all semester would tell the story fairly?” zo shook her head before continuing, “because i don’t for a second. and you shouldn’t either. life isn’t black and white, rosa. i know you and honey are close. if you really wanna make an opinon on him, you should at least hear what he has to say about it. at least. if he can’t get fair trial from people he loves, where else do you expect him to get it?” zo sighed, breathing for once after her spiel. “either way, the worst part of the vote for me isn’t saving honey and kiki, or even keeping my own secret safe. i’m just worried that that cop is gonna hurt more people, like he threatened to. he’s really the biggest evil here, as far as i’m concerned.”

“he’s lying.” rosa’s grip on her phone as she read over the post left her knuckles pale, each of her hands shaking with the uncontrollable rage that came from someone broken, someone hopeless. someone desperate to deny the truth. “he’s covering his tracks, and trying to– to turn us against each other.” white-hot rage rose from the place she’d been storing it away ever since the day she woke up in the middle of the forest. “i loved him like a fucking brother,” she couldn’t separate her sorrow from her fury, or her betrayal from her disgust. suddenly she was recalling the way honey had reacted to the news of daisey’s death all too apathetically. it made her sick; it made her want to scream; it made her feel worse than being kidnapped ever would.  “fuck him. fuck all of them–” had she not needed the device in her hand so desperately, she would’ve smashed it against the ground by now. “now i’m supposed to choose between my freedom and allowing three goddamn murderers to get away with everything they’ve done?” her attention caught on the closest bystander, one of the thirty. “did you see it? what the fuck is happening? what are we supposed to do? i think i’m going to be sick.”

#asjdhakjsdhkjsd #( threads. ) #( to; rosa. )

[ofzola]

the high priestess, wheel of fortune, death

the high priestess: what is your dream date?

answered!

wheel of fortune: first three songs that come on shuffle?

“love on top by bey, karma by lucky daye, and me by summer walker. all amazing recommendations.”

death: what are three things you want to do before you die?

“get married and have kids are two of the things, without a doubt. i guess a third would be…i don’t know. i try not to think about dying a lot, so i can’t say i’ve really planned this out before.”

#eyes-on-me-please #did i put one of my own playlists on shuffle for that last one? yes #( ask meme. )

[ofzola]

32, 69, 70

32: what is your favorite color?

“pink.”

69: do you believe in soulmates?

“absolutely.”

70: is there anyone you’d die for?

“definitely. in a heartbeat.”

#Anonymous #( ask meme. )

[ofzola]

temperance, world, lovers

temperance: can you describe a strange dream you’ve had?

“well, not really. i don’t dream very often, i also don’t sleep very much on top of that.”

the world: do you like waking up early?

answered!

the lovers: do you have a crush?

“mmm, no.”

#nevaehporter #( ask meme. )

[ofzola]

the devil, the world, the tower

the devil: do you enjoy thunderstorms?

answered!

the world: do you like waking up early?

“generally, being up super early isn’t really my choice most of the time. my body just kinda…does it for me. but i’ve gotten used to it, for better or for worse. being up early is how my life goes, honestly.”

the tower: favorite colors to wear?

“pink, easily. i also like green. neutrals…yellow, also orange? pastels. just nothing dark, really.”

#thcyer #( ask meme. )

[ofzola]

the high priestess & the devil

the high priestess: what is your dream date?

“oh, i don’t really know. i don’t think it’s much of a secret that i’m pretty easily pleased. i’m almost always down for anything.”

the devil: do you enjoy thunderstorms?

“i can’t say they’re my favorite thing. my biggest issue is the thunder…i don’t mind the storms, for the most part, as long as i’m not caught in them.”

#bclthczcros #( ask meme. )

[ofzola]

🌺 i have so many zola headcanons okay this is my time to SHINE. okay i feel like zola smells like vanilla (like fresh baked cookies n home) idk WHY but thats how i feel!!!! i also feel like.. she color codes hear notes for school n annotates her books..... n also she strikes me as the kind of person who hates coffee MSNMSN okay thats all im done

“okay i feel like zola smells like vanilla (like fresh baked cookies n home) idk WHY but thats how i feel!!!!” - 10/10

and you’re absolutely right!! especially with smelling like home, like it’s a vibe that i don’t really know how to describe but i’ve always imagine that That was zo through and through

“she color codes her notes for school n annotates her books” - 10/10

literally nothing else to say but absolutely. she’s in a gatrillion clubs, has an internship, a major and a minor……..she gotta keep her life organized baybee

“she strikes me as the kind of person who hates coffee” - 8/10

i don’t think i’ve ever actually said that or hinted that anywhere so i’m surprised u got that vibe at all but ahsdjaksdh you’re right!! she’s not really a fan, she’s the type to go to starbucks and buy refreshers asjdkhasd but! i gave it an 8 because even though she doesn’t really like coffee sometimes she drinks it if she had a particularly tough time sleeping the night before and really needs to stay awake

#ofcelesticls #this is from last week but muah #( ask meme. )

[ofzola]

☀️🌙✨ tarot questions ✨🌙☀️

the fool: do you have any nicknames? the magician: have you ever written a poem or song about somebody else? the high priestess: what is your dream date? the empress: do you think you will ever get married? the emperor: what are some names that you like? the hierophant: do you believe in ghosts? the lovers: do you have a crush? the chariot: thoughts on astrology? strength: what is your dream occupation?  the hermit: what is your favorite soda pop? wheel of fortune: first three songs that come on shuffle? justice: favorite color of rose? the hanged man: favorite movie soundtrack? death: what are three things you want to do before you die? temperance: can you describe a strange dream you’ve had? the devil: do you enjoy thunderstorms? the tower: favorite colors to wear? the star: have you ever seen a psychic? the moon: have you ever written a love letter? the sun: do you believe in magic? judgement: do you enjoy school? the world: do you like waking up early?

[ofzola]

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

#since last time i didn't reblog on zo directly almost no one sent her anything aksjskas

[ofzola]

ofcelesticls·:

how astounding, kiki thought to herself, the double-standards truly were— those double-standards, of course, being none other than HER OWN. she remembered the day that it had been ZOLA who had the blame for a decision that wasn’t her own, not really, pinned to her back. she had offered— no, INSISTED— that zola come and live with her, apartment six being down a tenant, anyway, because zola was her friend and that’s what friends DID. that, and she was certain that nobody ever deserved to feel guilty, terrible, awful for being forced to make a decision, tripped up on a technicality. only, when SHE was the one who had guilt fastened to her chest like a scarlet fucking letter, she wasn’t so sure about how that sentiment adhered to her own conscience. sad eyes found zola’s after a moment of remaining aimlessly fixed on the stitching of the blanket below her, reaching out to take her hand without hesitation. she knew the way that zola probably felt, now. powerless, wanting to help and having no idea how. they were similar like that— needing to help the people they loved, ready and willing to do anything they could. “i feel so STUPID, zo,” she finally mumbled, brows furrowing. “i don’t— why did i think that would work? i should’ve KNOWN that it’d get somebody hurt, but i was thinking.”

zo took their joined hands and moved them to her lap, placing her other hand on top. “you aren’t stupid, kiki,” she responded softly. zo thought the world of all of her friends, yes, but there are some things she thought about kiki that were specific to her. when zola looked at kiki she saw kinds of intelligences that she’d never seen anyone else possess. zo had always chalked it up to kiki’s connection to the stars, a spirituality she herself had never totally gotten the hang of, but always respected kiki’s affinity for. “you thought it would work because you’re a good person, ki. you did what you did because you were willing to sacrifice yourself for people you love,” zo squeezed her hand lightly. “if anything, it’s admirable on principle. nobody blames you for any of it, and nobody should.”

#( threads. ) #( to; kiki. )

[ofzola]

bclthczcros:

zar was always someone with a busy schedule, but even then, just watching zola go left him tired. he had no clue how she was part of so many clubs, and still killed all of them. “congratulations,” he said, pulling her into a one-armed hug. “we should celebrate! is there anything you want to do?” he knew zola didn’t like to impose upon people, so zar was prepared to wiggle an idea out of her. she deserved it. “we could go out or eat in. or maybe i could cook you something.” 

quickly, zar realized kalua was demanding his attention, and he scratched her behind the ears. “it’s no problem, really,” zar insisted. “it’s been… tough, for all of us.” especially for poor zola; daisey jr seemed to like toying with her and jules more than anyone else. his heart dropped as he remembered how quick daisey jr was to expose jules when kiki didn’t follow their rules. it wasn’t so hard to imagine zar having done the same thing, vote for himself and nobody else, like he almost did, and for daisey jr to do the same to zola. more than anything, he knew he couldn’t let zola come to harm. 

bobby, too, started to fight for his attention, and zar noticed how antsy all the animals seemed. “oh, shit,” he muttered, pushing himself up. “it’s almost time for their-,” he eyed nugget, knowing how he’d react if zar didn’t spell it out, “W-A-L-K. do you wanna come, zola?” he knew the dogs had made her nervous, but she was all but cuddling with them now, a walk should be fine. “y’know, get some fresh air? you do still know what that is, right?” he teased with a smile. 

the reason why zo was part of a thousand things and still killed all of them is because she has no choice but to do so. if she was anyone else, it’d probably feel burdensome, but for zo it just felt like a variety of goals - steps that needed to be taken to complete her master plan for life. she wanted it for herself as much as her parents wanted it for her. “celebrate?” she asked, returning the hug. “i didn’t really think about celebrating. . .but i guess all of those options sound fun to me,” that wasn’t really much of a decision but zola’s never claimed to be decisive. “but it isn’t it sorta last minute? we don’t gotta do anything out of the ordinary if it’s too much trouble.”

zo nodded in response to that sentiment. she supposes there isn’t much more to say on that matter without instantly bringing the mood down. it was all too true; she couldn’t name a single person involved in this that was having an easy time. the stress of it all was evident in everyone’s actions, even in their happiest moments. she focused her attention on petting sampson, one of her personal favorites of the animals, as he was the only one who hadn’t gravitated towards zar yet. 

“come for the wa-,” she cut herself off and quickly covered her mouth with both her hands. she hadn’t been home very much since she moved in, and now that her schedule has calmed down relatively she was finally able to be around, so she was still getting used to the whole “you can’t say the word around the dogs” rule. “sorry,” she whispered, “i mean, for the w-a-l-k? sure,” zo responded as she got up herself. she scoffed at his teasing, crossing her arms. “i’ll have you know i got plenty of fresh air on my constant trips between here and the library.”

#( threads. ) #( to; zar. )

[ofzola]

#oh this pic is so cute we love to see it #( visage. )

[ofzola]

zo hadn’t gone to the halloween party (she wasn’t the biggest proponent of the holiday), but she didn’t have to be in attendance to bear witness to the, as usual, devastating consequences of the blog exposings. zo knew from experience that being forced to throw people under the bus and be put on blast for it was. . .not fun, to say the least. when she saw the way the psychopath behind the blog manipulated a situation that shifted the blame onto kiki for jules’s exposing, she knew kiki would probably just need an ear to vent into, and she knew that she could be that. “hey kiki,” she said softly as she slipped into the other’s room. zo sat herself on the edge of the bed and reached out to grad her friend’s hand. “you don’t have to say anything if you don’t wanna. but if you do, then i’m here, okay?” @ofcelesticls

#yeehaw i got it done #( threads. ) #( to; kiki. )

[ofzola]

it’s true - zola is the type of person who stresses out over, quite honestly, nothing. literally nothing will happen and zo could still find something to be stressed about. with her threshold for stress basically being at the floor, the past month or so had, expectedly and understandably, worn her out in every possible aspect. on top of the weird blackmailing, murder case all of her and all of her friends had been looped into, life still went on and zo constantly had to remind herself that she was at st. e’s for a reason, at the end of the day. first and foremost, zo was here to graduate, to set herself up for the future her parents always wanted for her. she was here on scholarships and her aunt’s goodwill; unfortunately, the reality is that none of those things were going to wait on a murder mystery only 30 people in the world were involved in. so zola persevered like she always has, finding some way to manage both her degrees, her internship, her classwork, her million club activities, her relationships, and her sanity as best she could. at the beginning, yeah, she was having a mental breakdown twice a day. and it’s true her closet has doubled in size as a result of the subsequent stress shopping, but. . .as sad as it is, the situation’s just become a new normal at this point. with that comes her ability to live again, to an extent at least, because everything still lingered in the back of her mind regardless.  using her newfound peace of mind and less hectic schedule, zola was finally able to be somewhere that wasn’t her room or the library. she decided to just lay on the floor, and hang out with the dogs, content. that’s one of the relationships of hers that’d taken a hit recently, for sure. when zar walked in she sat up and criss-crossed her legs, giving him a smile at his greeting. “hey, friend,” she replied. “the conference was great, actually. all of our delegations were rated outstanding. a position paper i wrote won outstanding number one - the medal’s back in my room - and i won best delegate,” she said with pride evident on her face before adding, “for the third year in a row. that trophy’s in my room, too.” zola stopped there, thinking she’d done enough rambling about model un for the moment, then tacked on one last statement. “sorry about goin’ all m.i.a these past couple weeks. i didn’t mean to blank like that.”

the more zar’s life turned to chaos outside, the more he enjoyed coming home, to his home, to find it happy and clean and filled to the brim with everyone he loved. even though it wasn’t always that way, especially with oz still essentially living with them, but it was now: zola had found her way out of her room, lying with the dogs on the floor. she looked happy, for once. at peace. zola was very easily stressed out, so the past couple months had been hell for her. it was so nice to see her relaxed for once; she deserved it. 

it was especially nice considering zar had considered doing exactly what kiki had; voting for himself and no one else. he’d voted for two others at the last minute to avoid daisey jr’s rage, but if he hadn’t… well, it was more than likely that zola would be the target, seeing as honey had already been exposed. and if that had happened, zar would never be able to forgive himself. “hey, stranger,” zar said, shucking his backpack off and onto the couch, getting down onto the floor next to her. “haven’t seen your face in a while. how did the un conference go?” 

@ofzola

#pls this only got so long bc i was like.......basically talking myself through everything i'm rambling basically #pls don't feel stressed at all to match the length u could write a sentence and i'd be like yeah baybeeeeee #like honestly only the last paragraph is About the thread ajkdhasjkdhasd #( threads. ) #( to; zar. )

[ofzola]

#( music. )

[ofzola]

the-great-and-wonderful-oz:

At the hug, Oz smiled. “I saw it and I couldn’t leave it behind.”  It was easy enough to lift her a little before returning her feet safely to the ground. It was great comedic timing, Zo’s reminder that he was literally living a couple steps away. “I’m right next door.” He repeated, picking up a box, “So if you need anything…”

His voice trailed off when the door opened, expression quickly melting into something less… soft at the sight of Zar. He couldn’t do much about the hug, glancing down the hall until he felt a nose at his pant leg. One… two…

“Everything is here in the –” He took a step to one side, the only issue was that each step he took away from one dog brought him closer to the other. He did not like the look of either of them, but especially not the one that EVIDENTLY didn’t like him. He didn’t even do anything yet, “…hall – If I get bit Balthazar…” He let his voice trail off, hands tightening on the container he was hauling. It was easy for Oz to stare over both of their heads and into the apartment from his vantage point (the perks of not being vertically challenged), “How many dogs do you have?” Was this even allowed? How had he and Nate never noticed the zoo next door?

@ofzola·

it seemed like as soon as she was released from one hug she was pulled into another. “hey zar,” she said brightly, trying to lift the mood that’d clearly shifted once zar and oz saw one another. zola genuinely doesn’t even know why they can’t seem to get along. as far as she was concerned, she didn’t see any reason for them to act the way they did. in her mind, she saw multiple scenarios where they could get along, or even be friends, if they just. . .tried. it was wishful thinking, though, and she knew that. zo was willing to accept that they only tried when she was around; it was better than nothing. “i’m doin’ as well as i can, i guess. i just don’t wanna be in alice and angel’s hair anymore, you know?” she said as she reached down to pet bobby. the guilt from the whole exposing was probably never going to leave her, at this rate. she looked over her shoulder as oz began to respond to zar’s request to help, and could only shake her head at the scene. zo made her way over to oz to grab some of her bags from him (before he dropped them, messing with the dogs). “oz, she doesn’t bite, i promise,” zo couldn’t blame him for worrying, though; the dogs had terrified zo when she first became friends with zar.  @bclthczcros·

Three Z’s is One Too Many - Oz, Zar, & Zo

#( threads. ) #( to; oz. ) #( to; zar. ) #zo: literally doesnt add up how everyone isnt friends