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#also the dream was in spanish bc well main language so i only realized the pun once i woke up and thought 'b movie' help
thecherrygod · 1 year
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I dreamt i was playing music and i porque like three different songs: a symphony, a concerto, and the third one idk what it was, bit apparently it was called Laboratorium Symphonioum, and it was used in a lot of movies that had angry bees in them, and that one of those movies came out every year. But. They were. B movies. About bees.
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thelegendofjenna · 1 year
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Thank you to @crissmastrees-and-candyklaines for tagging me and encouraging me to share gratuitous information about myself. I am bad at picking favorite things so this is gonna be rough.
nickname: I don't really have any! I'm just Jenna.
favorite musicians: Darren Criss, Walk the Moon, Carly Rae Jepsen, the Wombats, Golden Shoulders, the Wrecks, the Jonas Brothers, Watsky, the Beatles, certainly more...
favorite sports team: I don't follow any sports 🤷‍♀️
other blogs: uhhh I have two other tumblrs that I'm active on (both glee-related), an additional 10 tumblrs that are defunct blogs or jokes or urls for future projects. I have my writing blog that I haven't touched in like a year 😬 and then there's various wordpress/blogger/livejournal accounts of mine scattered across the internet.
how many people i follow: 766
tumblr crush: Since getting back into glee stuff, I really admire the words/thoughts/creativity of @wowbright @redheadgleek and @spaceorphan18
lucky numbers: I don't feel like I really have any "lucky" numbers but I like 17
dream vacation: I think I'd love a very unhurried trip through Europe with friends, where I got to go back to the places I loved and also see a bunch of places I haven't been able to visit. Specifically in Ireland, Spain, and Italy.
dream car: If I were gonna be impractical? A Nissan 350Z. I have never been inside one and know nothing about cars, I just think it looks cool.
favourite food: It's just really hard to beat good pasta with good bread.
drink of choice: Black tea with milk and sugar, or fancy lattes.
instruments: I can play mediocre guitar, and as a kid I took violin lessons. And, you know, I can work out how to play nursery rhymes on a recorder or xylophone pretty well.
languages: English, and rather elementary Spanish. I do have an 897 day Duolingo streak, but I just do the bare minimum.
celeb crushes: https://thelegendofjenna.tumblr.com/tagged/looking+respectfully
fun fact: I've only broken two bones, but one of them was my skull.
tagging: my mutuals who I am also perpetually crushing on - @justasmallbloginabigklainefandom @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @katyobsesses @save-faris @backslashdelta and anyone else who wants to! (also realizing maybe not all of you follow my main blog but oh well)
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mediaevalmusereads · 3 years
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The Route of Ice and Salt. By Jose Luis Zarate. Translated by David Bowles. Vancouver, BC: Innsmouth Free Press, 2021.
Rating: 2/5 stars
Genre: novella, horror
Part of a Series? No.
Summary: It’s an ordinary assignment, nothing more. The cargo? Fifty boxes filled with Transylvanian soil. The route? From Varna to Whitby. The Demeter has made many trips like this. The captain has handled dozens of crews. He dreams familiar dreams: to taste the salt on the skin of his men, to run his hands across their chests. He longs for the warmth of a lover he cannot have, fantasizes about flesh and frenzied embraces. All this he’s done before, it’s routine, a constant, like the tides. Yet there’s something different, something wrong. There are odd nightmares, unsettling omens and fear. For there is something in the air, something in the night, someone stalking the ship.
***Full review under the cut.***
Content Warnings: sexual content, dubious consent, allusions to pedophilia/child prostitution, body horror, blood, self-harm, suicide, homophobia
Overview: This novella crossed my recommendations on Tumblr and the subject matter seemed up my alley. A retelling of Dracula’s journey across the ocean from the point of view of the ship’s captain? Some nautical homoeroticism? Sign me up! Unfortunately, I didn’t enjoy this nearly as much as I hoped I would. I struggled with the first section, which felt like 22 chapters of the author trying to be philosophical or poetic while forgetting to write an actual narrative. Section 2 was better, as it had some more concrete plot details, and I was able to finish off the novella after that. So, what’s preventing me from giving this book more than 2 stars is the first section, which took up space that I felt could have been used to enhance sections 2 and 3. While the wandering, lyrical prose might enchant some, it definitely left me feeling lost.
Writing: I can’t comment on whether the lyrical prose is something inherent in the original Spanish and whether the translator is faithful to that. What I can say, however, is that I personally found the first part of this book to be difficult - not because I dislike poetry or sensuous prose, but because it felt like the author was trying too hard to be artistic, to the point where he forgot to actually tell a story. The unnamed captain - our POV character - seems to be constantly horny and his thoughts wander from place to place so much that it’s difficult to follow any given thread. The sentences themselves were also laden with figurative language, and sometimes, the choice of words made for confusing analogies and metaphors. I even had trouble trying to see the connections between thoughts and how they built upon one another. Perhaps this is the purpose; maybe we’re supposed to see the captain as this kind of detached, self-absorbed person. But personally, I found the prose to be too self-indulgent for my tastes.
Something else that bothered me was the use of archaisms throughout the book. There were many instances of “mayhap” and “naught” (to the point where they felt repetitive) and some characters use words like “thee” where others don’t. While archaic language can be used well, I ultimately felt like it was too inconsistent in this book.
Also, because this book is focused more on sensuality than plot, the pace felt a bit off, especially in part 1. I didn’t really feel a sense of dread (that one might expect in a horror), nor did the author seem to build suspense until part 2. Instead, it felt like a weird thing would happen, and instead of exploring how that thing affected the characters, the prose would veer off into more sensual and abstract language. I think I would have liked to see Zarate lean more into the horror and the suspense rather than breaking it up with the captain’s thoughts, and even if he wanted to build up the sensuality, I think he could have done a better job mixing it into the everyday occurrences on the ship.
There were some nice (and by that I mean evocative) images, however. Anything involving the rats elicited a visceral reaction from me, and there were some descriptions that felt like they were trying to make a point. I also really liked the way bodies were described and panic started to rise once crewmembers started disappearing, but I feel like it’s important to point out that most of those moments happened in parts 2 and 3 (with the exception of the rats). Thus, if you can get through part 1, you might find parts 2 and 3 to be a bit easier to understand, and the figurative language more appropriate.
Plot: The plot of this novella seems to be the captain coming to terms with his internalized homophobia while his crew is tormented by Dracula. Personally, I liked the idea of contrasting “good” desire (homoeroticism and homosexual attraction) with “bad” desire (destructiveness, possessiveness). But the fact that this was a queer novella didn’t automatically make this book click for me. I still have trouble trying to explain the events of the plot because the focus is so fixed on the captain’s thoughts.
Not trying to be mean, but the afterword of this book helped me understand the story’s themes and events more than my own academic training. The afterward is written by author Poppy Z. Brite and it clearly communicates the relationship between vampirism and queerness and eroticism while also illuminating the significance of certain images in the novella. If you’re not a stickler about spoilers, I would honestly recommend reading the afterword first, then reading the novella, so that you have something of a guide to help you through the main text.
Characters: The only character in this novella that felt developed was the captain, and ultimately, I didn’t enjoy being in his head. While I sympathize with his struggle to come to terms with his sexuality, I didn’t think it was realistic or helpful for the captain to have a boner for every man he sees. Maybe there’s some truth to that if your sexuality is repressed - I can’t speak to that, so if I’m wrong, I’d love to learn. But for me, I found the omnipresent horniness to be a bit much.
The only place where I felt more sympathetic towards him was near the end, when the captain realizes that he is not at fault for what happened to his lover. There was some beauty to that scene, though it was disturbing, and I think it definitely shows some character development, but because I didn’t quite connect with the captain or his goals at the beginning, I felt like I couldn’t get invested in his eventual end.
TL;DR: The Route of Ice and Salt is a welcome original novella by a Mexican author, exploring queer themes within the story of Dracula. However, the density of the prose in the first 22 chapters might put a lot of readers off, and the slow pace may prevent readers from fully connecting with the story.
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*james charles vc* good morning kitty girls ! i’m violet & after a few months of being highkey Stressed over coll*ge she ( me ) is Finally back from the dead :) this is a mess so i apologize for what u guys are About to witness, but be sure to click that like button & subscribe if you wanna see more videos ! but seriously plot with me ple ase ok anyways
a SCARLETT LEITHOLD lookalike was strolling down broadway street in their orange prada leather flame wedge heels. anastasia “stassi” deniro just had a birthday bash for her  twenty-second birthday. she has been living in new york city for twenty two years. i hear she tends to be gregarious at parties, but also kind of covetous. 
FULL NAME: anastasia ( resurrection ) lucille ( french origin of light ) sage ( wise one ) deniro. NICKNAME(S): annie, stassi, stas, stasia, anything her close friends & family can come up with, she’ll love. AGE: twenty two. DATE OF BIRTH: september 21th, 1996. ASTROLOGY SIGN: virgo. GENDER: female. PRONOUNS: she / her / hers. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual. LANGUAGES SPOKEN: english, french, italian, greek, some spanish. OCCUPATION: actress, 2019 miss universe contender. BIOLOGICAL PARENTS: aldo nathaniel arthur deniro & scarlett baccouche-deniro. SIBLINGS: aurora deniro ( twenty-six ) & atlas deniro ( twenty-one ). PET(S): gracie ( shihtzu ) & baby ( toy french bulldog ). CHILDREN: none. RELIGION: roman catholic. DRINK / DRUGS / SEX: yes / no / yes. HEIGHT: 5′10. RIGHT/LEFT HANDED: ambidextrous. TATTOOS: none ( at the moment ). POSITIVE TRAITS: gregarious, perceptive, audacious, quick-witted. NEGATIVE TRAITS: covetous, controlling, obstinate, snarky. NOTABLE HABITS: tying her hair up in a bun when she’s focused, fleeing the country when conflict within herself arises, unable to hide her facial expressions. NECESSITIES: green tea latte, lucky pen, lavender, 2 diamond-encrusted cartier bracelets ( gifted by her father ). LIKES: fighting, pastel blues, macarons, traveling, architecture, knowing all the answers. DISLIKES: small spaces, losing, anything orange flavored, the smell of gasoline. NET WORTH: 18 million.
𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚛𝚘.
                  the story of the deniros was easily depicted as nothing short of a classic fairytale ; nathaniel was next in line to run his family’s long-standing business worth more than you could put into words, while scarlett baccouche, the daughter of two british politicians was also a woman in power many learned to fear. given their elite statuses, it was no surprise to anyone when they had enrolled into columbia university, one of the most prestigous colleges in the country ; though the story of how they’d become enamored with one another had started with a hatred that had only melted the forthcoming years. it was what one would consider a true love story as they graduated, professed their vows, & conceived their first well-anticipated child, aurora deniro. it only took a couple years for the deniros to calculate the birth of their next child, & to settle down & begin their empire ; or as most would put it, a family. 
                     on october 21st, 1996, anastasia lucille sage deniro was born. she was the second, yet not the last child to arrive, meaning her place in the home was that she was a middle child. it had its perks, obviously —— not reigning the full responsibilities of what it meant to be the first & oldest child, or not being taken seriously as most younger siblings struggle with. see, from the very beginning of her life, stassi was well aware of the fact that she wasn’t a child, and she didn’t want to be treated as such ; the female figures in her life such as aurora & her mother ( even their maid, diana had landed a  fond place in stassi’s heart ) were the girl’s inspiration growing up, & thanks to their strict upbringing, they were raised with class & were put on a pedestal that expected nothing less than perfection.
                      stassi was five years old when she had asked  —— or more so, begged her parents to compete in pageants ( only the most prestigious ones, of course ). while her mother didn’t take much convincing as her & little stassi had grown to share many loved interests such as acting, her father was apprehensive about the decision. but because the main factor besides beauty for pageants were intelligence, he agreed, though it resulted in him piling that much more pressure upon her for schoolwork & of course, to win so it wouldn’t disgrace the deniro family name. whatever child worked hard, stassi worked 100 times harder, thanks to her brilliant work ethic ; she managed to skillfully juggle her schoolwork alongside the additional business classes her parents had given their three children, the acting classes, her private ballet & jazz lessons 7 days a week for the talent portion, & the countless hours of tailoring her custom-made outfits ( with her input, of course ) it wasn’t a shocker to anyone when she was crowned little miss new york.
                        by sixteen, the pressure had only multiplied as she grew older, striving for nothing but the best. she was preparing for the miss world competetion rounding up another win at nationals. high school was supposed to be the best years of your life, yet she turned down any youthful opportunity as a means to please her parents. that is, until a fellow classmate introduced her to adderall ; the tiny, magical pill that enhances your focus, granting you more hours of the day to pass your tests with flying colors & maintain your social life, because who needed sleep ? flash forward to her senior year, where her life was crafted to perfection —— she held the title of miss world that year, got accepted into columbia on a full scholarship ( not that she needed it ), had the perfect jock boyfriend on her arm & friends that were on top of the hierarchy with her, class valedictorian: the only thing was she became reliant on her pills.
                        it was prom night when the realization had dawned on her that the bubble encompassing her perfect life was made of glass. when it came to the deniros, the extent of her social life was partly a double life. while she wasn’t nearly as bad as her brother, she wasn’t exactly an angel, either ; stuffing silk pillows under her duvet to cast the illusion of a sleeping stassi if diana or her older sister, aurora, would check up on her that night, adorning an innocent white lace dress to her parents only to hike it further up the moment she met up with her peers. she learned it was a skill of hers, keeping secrets.
                        popping pills had managed to become one, too, which is why after winning prom queen & attempting to get belligerently wasted, she hadn’t even felt the effects of the alcohol in her system. stassi woke up in a secluded hospital room with her parents beside her, along with a nurse. her blood work revealed that she’d gotten severe alcohol poisoning & had she not passed out, a few more drinks & she would’ve overdosed from the mix of adderall.
                        due to the fact that this was anastasia’s first slip-up, as disappointed as they were, the anger had faded just as soon as it arrived. & given the recent events with atlas’s friend along with her acceptance to columbia, rehab wasn’t a suggestion —— it was her only option. she’d go to a private rehabilitation center during the summer while her parents covered it up on her records & the deniro family would have to convince everybody that she was just visiting her grandparents in spain: it was a family secret that stassi had to take to the grave.
                          now, she’s twenty-two years old, currently enrolled in columbia as a business major for the sake of maintaining her role in her parent’s good graces, despite the fact that she’s not interested in helping take over the family business while she’s training for the 2019 miss universe pageant. for the past two summers, when she wasn’t in spain, she was in paris for some time to herself, where she met an owner of a small boutique where there were items such as trinkets, custom-made dresses, etc. 
                          somehow, it inspired stassi to create her own boutique/shop in multiple cities but new york first, especially when she carries the knowledge on how to turn a business into an empire: her own empire. it may be a small one now, but it was a break from the constant approval seeking that was practically instilled in her ; and at least it was hers. she even went to spain over winter break to hint the ideas to her grandparents, just now returning to the city & avoiding her parents so she can delay telling them that she isn’t interested in running the family company alongside her siblings like they dreamed of. after all, it was her parents’ approval that mattered most.
𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 & 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜.
ok hi i’m keeping this long & short
because stassi’s a pageant girl, she was bound to cross paths with honey boo boo when her reality tv show was kicking off, & now she’s stassi’s sworn enemy even to this day
ik they aren’t even in the same age group but fun fact stassi fought children & she still does tbh i hate her
she’s basically an angel in front of her parents but like ?? really different to her friends/people she hates ??
definitely doesn’t have a filter, she doesn’t cuss that much bc “it’s not ladylike :)” but she for sure speaks her mind & she can actually be really mean without meaning to be
she snaps really easily too omg i just imagine her being all cute & smiley & doing a complete 180 the next
she’s definitely stronger than she looks just know that
fully obsessed with dogs like next level obsessed she needs help
also a really big perfectionist if you couldn’t tell ?? please imagine her penthouse being all white & spotless & i know she arranges shit in other people’s houses out of habit
she’s basically monica geller, caroline from tvd & louise from bob’s burgers all wrapped up in one person
it’s honestly such a cursed combination i’m telling u guys she really is the spawn of satan
she’s a momma’s girl though 💗 she loves her dad ofc don’t get me wrong but they get along better when he just buys her gifts skdjsks
also !! i loosely based her off of one of my rly old charas emmie & i have a pinterest for her here if you wanna see what she’s kinda sorta like
i’ll probably make my own for stassi but u know for context
also stassi’s aesthetic 100000%
i’m still fleshin’ her out, so it’s a whole mess but i’m so excited to develop her & i hope you guys don’t hate her guts yet ! i promise she’s nicer than i described, but i do have some plot ideas ( i’m just too lazy to list them help me ), so pls plot with me i’ll do all the work i promise
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gardenfoxywitch · 6 years
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I was tagged!
Tagged by: @witchy-morue thank you lovely!!!
Rules: answer these questions, then tag 20 (Ima do 15) blogs you’d like to know better!
Nicknames: Kenz, Kenzie, Fox/Foxy (my last name)
Zodiac: Aries!
Height: 5’5
Time 2:55
Fav band/Artist: I can’t think of anything specific sooo I list a few…Troye Sivan, cupcakKe, IU, BTS, Topaz Jones, and Stromae!
Song stuck in my head: Youngblood by 5sos keeps playing on the radio and it’s been in my head for two days now lol!
Last movie I saw: - Halloween lol
Last thing I googled: how to cut your electric bill in half…lol my broke a$* college student is exposed…
Other blogs: Superhoe99 (my main haha), and a few others…shhhhh
Do I get asks: Not as much as i’d like...but this is a newer account so I have hope some people will like me enough to ask me things!
Why did i shoos this username?: I love everything about gardens and I practice green witchery, and the foxy part comes from my last name (fox).
Following: 499 (lol I didn’t realize it was going to be that much:3)
Average amount of sleep: Probs 5…I have so much going on all the time. I need to get more tho.
What I’m wearing: haha pjs! Consisting of a huge concert t-shirt and my underwear haha!
Dream Job: Publisher or something with literature. Also maybe a well payed teacher.
Dream Trip: I’d love to go to Switzerland or  Japan with my dad:)
Favorite Food: I love food so much, but I really love savory food. Like fish and things that are salty:)
Instruments you play: I play the clarinet whoop whoop!
Eye Color: Blue!
Hair Color: Auburn (it used to be more red)
Languages you speak: Funny story…my first language was actually Korean bc I lived their when I was learning languages, but when we moved back to the states I lost it so now I’m trying to pick it up again. Sooo I speak English, some Korean, and some Chinese, some spanish, and some German:)
Most iconic song: Anything by Whitney Houston
Random Fact: I have a cat named Mew-Mew:)
Describe yourself as aesthetic things: falling leaves, the smell of a candle just blown out, sunflower fields, vintage books, old libraries, antique stores, hand painted tea pots, pressed flowers, paint stains on your hands, messily painting your nails, raspberry iced tea with little sandwiches, rain pitter pattering over a lake while fronts chirp away, goodnight moon asmr, cluttered cottage vibes, ghibli anything. — I’m not very good at making myself into an aesthetic but if anyone thinks of something send it to me!!
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I only did 15 bc I’m tired and I need to start studying! Later today I’m going to post a recipe for pumpkin seeds to celebrate Samhain!! Happy Holiday everyone!!!
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fromedcns-blog · 6 years
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*  medalion rahimi, age 24, she/her | oh, them? that’s ghalia majid. they’ve lived in carina bay for, like, twenty four years. last time i spoke to them they were a sports journalist, and if i remember correctly, they’re a cancer. seeing them around always makes me think of keys clicking away on a keyboard, floral printed skirts and birds chirping in the morning. ( lissa, 21, est, she/her )  
hey guys it me lmao i’m so excited to bring ghalia here, i’ve been playing her for a while now and love her a lot so i hope u guys do too cus i love it here and i think/hope she’ll fit in great!! this whole intro post is pretty much taken from a bio i wrote for her i just kinda cut it up and added some new things to switch it up so here ya go!! 
ghalia is always set out to do the right thing and she’s definitely a #momfriend type. making sure her friends and everyone around her is ok or asking if they need anything/being concerned is a huge part of her personality.. even if it can be overbearing at times. she sees the world in a positive light rather than the much more realistic hell hole it can be. sometimes this can make her seem naive, but she’s just someone who finds it more beneficial to see the good side of things. 
she can be kinda nosy and annoying like … no joke about that. she loves taking care of people but she can also be kinda invasive and too In Your Face about it without even realizing. she absolutely means well but sometimes doesn’t see herself crossing a line until it’s too late 
she’s also quite ambitious and believes that people can achieve anything they want to (motivational speaker much?) she always has her sights set on something bigger than herself and for the most part, she feels like her potential has no limits. she thrives off of opportunity and optimism even if she lives in her head a lot, and even if what’s brewing in her head really makes no sense or has no possibility of ever happening. she looks at life as en empty canvas, just waiting for her to fill it with her thoughts and desires but as most things are, it’s easier said than done.
this doesn’t stop her from wanting the greatest life she could possibly have, but she has high expectations for herself and doesn’t want to fall short of them. with this kind of personality, it may seem like she’s isolating herself from others when she has her mind set on something, but she’s an extrovert through and through and loves people, but sometimes has a hard time bursting out of the dream space in her head.
she’s been this way since she was a child. her parents are both immigrants, they came to american from tehran, iran in the 80s and created a new life themselves and worked to make sure their children had better opportunities growing up. they ended up in new york at first for their careers (her mom is a teacher, her dad is a professional photographer and he teaches lessons at a studio) and eventually settled in carina bay before ghalia was born because it seemed like a great place to raise a family. ghalia looks up to them like no one else, she admires their courage and their strength and their tenacity to never settle for less than what they deserve. so it’s because of them, not just blind hope, that ghalia reaches for the even beyond the stars and keeps reaching even when her arms can’t go anymore.
although she’s a bright and spirited person who always wants to do right by others, that also causes ghalia to have a number of downfalls that all add up and can create quite a monster of an emotional mess. she’s stubborn and a special kind of reckless; feels embarrassed admitting she failed at something she put all her effort into even when the horizon that is the finish line really wasn’t as close as she thought. disappointment is her enemy yet she comes face to face with it often, usually from her own doing. she wants to know everything all the time, her curious mind wanders and wanders until it finds trouble she never knew existed. when she drills too hard into conversation and hits sore spots and doesn’t realize it until she’s made everyone around her uncomfortable– she wants to be open with people, when it’s not always possible. not everyone can relate to the positivity she thrives on and that frustrates her sometimes.
other tidbits/fun facts:
ghalia has always been interested in writing and photography (something she got from her dad), the two have been her main creative outlet growing up. she majored in journalism at wake forest university and decided to focus on sports as she grew into her career path and works for a local newspaper covering mostly soccer through the nc courage and north carolina fc! 
she played soccer growing up and into highschool and thought she might continue into college but honestly she wasn’t THAT good and decided the sidelines were better suited for her anyways where she could help behind the scenes and volunteered wherever they needed her and she was also the team photographer for a while 
((listen i’m a huge sports nerd so why not live vicariously through her lolol))
she’s a very talkative, very social ‘lil thing. she’s always been that kind of kid in school who got moved for talking to the person sitting her, but she was also that person who talked and talked no matter if her neighbor was a stranger or not. that gets her into trouble sometimes. she can be overwhelming when having conversations, she always has a million things to say and usually not enough time to say it. also, not everyone always wants to hear the oh so thrilling details about her walk back to her apartment yesterday, but she’d swear on her life that you *need* to hear about the squirrel that followed her the entire way. bottom line is, she loves to talk but needs to be told to shut up every once in a while. it’s only for her own good.
she’s a lesbian and very into girls although she’s kinda shy about dating and has only been in one serious relationship 
besides her main passions/hobbies being photography and writing, ghalia also enjoys nature, staying up late reading wiki articles on conspiracy theories, watching paranormal story time videos on youtube at 4 am, and she also wants to learn as many languages as she can. for now, she can speak conversational farsi, the language that, outside of english, is the main language her family speaks, and it’s important to her that she’s able to keep in touch with her relatives still living in iran. she’s not so great at writing it quite yet but she’s working on it. she’s not too bad at speaking spanish, she took several years of classes ever since middle school and falls in and out of practicing it currently. she’s attempted french and german, but only got as far as a couple activities on duolingo before her attention got dragged to her next project. one day she’ll be fluent in them all, one day.
her family is her heart, she’ll defend them until the day she dies and longer, they’re her lifeline and especially her brother, reza majid, who’s 5 years younger and the apple of ghalia’s eye. she has a protective nature about her and that’s due in part to how much she loves her family and little brother, and only wants the best for them, and she feels that way about everyone she cares about.
some connection ideas i just thought of!!!
childhood friends - from like age 4 or something like weeee lil things since ghalia has lived here her whole life, that’d be cute
roommates - it’d be fun if they got along really well and were friends beforehand we love a cute roommate connection
coworkers - from the local paper she works at mayhaps??
former teammates / college friends - ik wake forest is very specific but it could also be friends/teammates from high school or something like that :^)
i’d also love some kinda former relationship?? i imagine her to only have ever been in one real serious relationship, maybe kinda recently or something and it was a big deal and had a big impact on ghalia and maybe there’s lingering feelings or unresolved feelings, idk!!! we could work it out!! 
id LUV a ride or die friend or multiple
also maybe someone who can’t stand ghalia bc she’s nosy and annoying
i don’t know im going out to dinner soon with my fam so i haven’t thought much more about plots but i’m open to all and any ideas! if anyone wants to chat on discord feel free to hmu there @ #lissa7602 or here in the IMs!!! <3333 
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mwya · 6 years
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get to know me tag 🐺
i was tagged by @cheolcolate​ to do this!! tysm!! (i was actually reading your tag and thinking it would be fun to do before i even realized you tagged me asdfg)
nickname: maya is my full name and its too short to nickname so i go by maya!! people have tried and failed
gender: female 
zodiac: virgo
height: 5′6
age: 18
time: it’s 2:10 PM rn
favorite bands/ solo artists: ooooooo boy ok so my favorite artist is jack johnson and hes solo, followed by hozier. i also love christina aguilera, ariana grande, & bruno mars. i love eric nam. as for bands svt is first, followed by like p much all the other kpop bands i like such as monsta x, astro, got7, red velvet, day6. i like some other bands like arctic monkeys, gorillaz, & maroon 5. 
song stuck in your mind: my best friend just shared that fuckin dobby video with chandelier playing in the back so; chandelier - sia 
last movie i saw: uhhh i think i watched a bit of thor: ragnarok yesterday 
last thing i googled: wolf face emoji 
other blogs: i think this is asking for my other blogs?? if thats the case i run an astro sideblog !! and i have a main but i dont wanna link it bc its super old n im gonna deactivate it soon anyways lol
do i get asks: sometimes!! definitely not everyday but people do send me things, and i love getting them!! 
why i chose my username: i love hoshi. next question
following: 110
average amount of sleep: uhhhh i try to go to bed around 11 or 12 and usually i wake up pretty early like 9 so i guess on average thats like 10 hrs?? 
lucky number: i dont rly think i have a lucky number per se but i like 3
what am i wearing: im wearing an old tie dye camp tshirt and some blue shorts 
dream job: oof idek anymore. ive had so many phases in my life but at this point ill settle for anything fulfilling to me and that keeps a roof over my head
dream trip: bitch i went to the bahamas when i was a kid and it was so fukin nice im salty i wasnt old enough to appreciate it. id love to go back in the future either alone, with whoever im seeing or friend(s). 
favorite food: pizza 
play any instruments: i used to! i used to play clarinet and then piano but im well out of practice
favorite song: mmmm sunsets for somebody else - jack johnson
play(ed) any sports: i tried a lot of things when i was younger i did acro for like 2 yrs and karate for 1 yr but idrk if that counts 
hair color: brown
eye color: brown
most iconic song: toxic - britney spears
language you speak/ are learning: my first (and only) language is english and im not learning anything rn. i wish i spoke spanish but thats a dream ill never achieve. im rly bad at languages lmfao
random fact: i can wiggle my pinky toe separately (idk if this was supposed to be about me or not but its too late now)
describe yourself as aesthetics/things: im basically that tea you were super excited to drink but then forgot you had so then you chug it while its cold. idk im not good at writing aesthetics 
i’ll tag; @desideriiumm, @happyshua, @joohoneylove, @castielsinwhite, @10verboy, & @hoshjeon !! like i always say pls dont feel pressured to do this!! also, if you want to do this but werent tagged you can always tag me !
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