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eitelle · 2 years

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-- holy mashed-potato-moly

! this is something I'm doing because i miss yall and because im bored. i would like to reiterate i am NOT writing anymore, except if it's something im proud of or feel i have enough time to do and genuinely enjoy. with that being said, please enjoy this limited edition pastry this holiday evening, brought to you by (y/n), kageyama tobio, and yours truly. enjoy ! yes, i am doing this on my comp so until i wanna edit it this is the god awful format you're getting

brief summary: you and your thickheaded brother's best friend have to plan this year's thanksgiving dinner.

warnings: none just friendly (lowk annoying) banter

genre: fluff, frenemies to lovers/forced proximity trope

5 years. It has been 5 years since your brother's best friend has started spending thanksgiving with your family. it's not like kuroo tetsurou had no family. it's not like this was the only place he could go. no, if that were the case maybe you wouldn't be so frustrated every year around this time. this year you turned 16, and as family tradition goes, 16 year olds always make and plan thanksgiving dinner.

ever since you were little youd been looking forward to this. yet, this year, kuroo also turned 16.

16: a year of freedom, self-discovery, joy, leadership, maturity. kuroo tetsurou would NOT mess this up for you. no, you simply woulddnt let him.

"y/n?" you heard along with some knocks on the door. "can i come in?"

'speak of the devil,' you thought, the thought being so loud you thought you almost said it out loud. "uh, yeah sure," you replied.

as he came into you sitting on your bed, a box of tissues, many used ones already littered all over your bed, sitting there as well as headphones and random red clothing. all of this was for your weekly binge listen to red rerecord, a ritual everyone whod known you was familiar with.

"oh," kuroo said with a quick glance around your room. "sorry, is this a bad time?"

"oh no youre fine. i was just cleaning up anyways."

"well i'm good at cleaning. i guess. if you wanted me to help. i dont really care."

"ok tsundere. its fine i got it but next time if you wanted to help me clean you might as well have put on a maid outfit. maybe some cat ears too. add in a little spice. you're too dry and plain anyways."

"oh, i'm dry and plain now?"

"yup. pretty much"

"and, let me guess, you're 'spicy'?" he asked mockingly.

as this banter went on, he finally got to what he came in to ask in the first place.

"ok but for real, we should talk about thanksgiving."

"what about it?"

"i know how much it means to you, and i know how much you hate me. so, i'll get out of your way. you cook, i'll clean."

"sounds good to me. as long as i dont have to work together with you, i'll be just fine."

"fine."

"fine," he says, hoping to get the last word as he slammed the door shut behind him as he exited.

"fine," you muttered under your breath determined to not let him get what he wants. as you sat there contemplating what just happened, you notice your abnormal heart rate. "what the fuck calm down. that was just tetsu, you've known him since you were 10, you've had so many conversations with him before. why are you acting so weird? get it together yn." then, you let sleep overtake you and you passed out.

5 days before the big day, kuroo (reluctantly) drives you out to the grocery store to get all of your essentials. As soon as you get there and get a cart, he opens the door and says, "ladies first," with his eyes looking like nala from the lion king.

with a smirk you respond, "so why aren't you going? it's obvious i have big dick energy, and you just, simply, dont." as he scoffs but goes in he turns to you with a smirk. thinking this cant be good, you prepare yourself.

"oh, by the way, i forgot to bring my wallet. have fun love," he winked and walked off.

"asshole," you mutter under your breath. good thing you have enough money to buy all you need plus a little extra. getting to the cans aisle, with kags (unfortunately), you squat down to get the cranberries at the very bottom shelf.

looking up at the rooster haired man above you, you scowl and ask, "are you just going to stare or are you going to help me out here."

"now why would i help you when i have this pretty view all to myself."

"tch," you say ignoring the effect his words had on you. just then, a child whizzed past knocking you off your balance, causing you to land on your butt ending up sitting like a toddler.

as fast as it happened you almost immediately hear kuroo ask, "are you okay?" and offer a hand to help you up.

as you get up yourself, ignoring his hand, you look away from him all flustered and embarrassed and mumble a small, "im okay thanks."

you then hear, "oh okay. good."

as the rest of the shopping trip goes smoothly without kags bothering you another time, a bit to your (what feels like), dismay.

as thanksgiving day approached, people just kept coming. as you made food and basted the turkey, and prepared desserts, you had one thing left to do, and arguably the most important, the mashed potatoes.

as you started to make them, you realized kuroo wasnt present to open the door for the people ringing so you quickly abandon the pretty much done mashed potatoes on the stove with the heat on.

you greet the people and guide them to where theyd be waiting before the food was ready and quickly hurried back as kuroo pulled up in the driveway with some more, you guessed it, people.

as soon as you get back in the kitchen, you walk in to realize the mashed potatoes had exploded on the stovetop.

you quickly holler for kuroo and pray he gets here soon to help you clean up.

as soon as he arrives you hear him wolf whistle and whisper, ‘holy shit’ underneath his breath. motioning for him to come to you quickly with big gestures, you immediately panic to him. “FUCK KUROO WHAT DO I DO. IT LIKE EXPLODED I LEFT IT FOR 10 MINUTES MAX AND WE HAVE TO PUT FOOD OUT IN LIKE 5. I CANT NOT PUT THESE OUT THERE THIS IS LIKE EVERYONES FAVORITE FOOD!” you exclaim.

“hey chillax babe im gonna help you clean it up as soon as you get those sweet potatoes from the oven.”

as you do what he told you to do, you get the potatoes out unpeeled into a pot.

“ok just unpeel those and make mashed potatoes ok? just trust me this is what we used to do in my family its 10x better.”

then you quickly plate everything and present it to the table it being a huge hit.

“and thats how i fell in love with your father,” you finish telling your kids at your thanksgiving dinner, for the it being the 22nd year having that recipe on the table.

#haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyu oneshots #haikyu fanfiction #kozuelle haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #kuroo smau #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo x y/n #kuroo imagine #kuroo tetsuro x you

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bare1ythere · 4 years

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you mentioned in your post abt martin not being a doormat that he can be rude sometimes- do you think you could point out some specific events where he is? not that im contesting it, i just personally dont remember those times (prolly bc i binged 166 eps in 6 days)

Of course!! Ill take any opportunity to talk about Martin, Thank you!! The moment I was thinking about specifically when I called him rude (sometimes) is from MAG144 Decrypted. It’s imprinted so deeply in my mind because I distinctly remember shouting at my phone “Martin what the fuck? Why are you being such a dick?” Anyway, here’s the bit I took from the transcript:

[THE KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK COMES AGAIN. MARTIN FLIPS OVER THE STATEMENT, THEN:]

MARTIN: Come in.

[THE DOOR OPENS.]

DAISY: Mind if I join you?

[MARTIN STARTS WRITING SOMETHING; THE DOOR CLOSES IN THE BACKGROUND.]

DAISY: They’re back. I thought you might wanna know.

[MARTIN KEEPS WRITING.]

DAISY: (inhale) Seems like it went smooth - too smooth for Basira, sounds like. (small laugh) Keeps looking at John like she can’t believe he made it back.

[MARTIN KEEPS WRITING.]

DAISY: I, uh, I mentioned our conversation to him; he asked me to [check on] -

MARTIN: Just leave.

DAISY: Sorry?

[MARTIN INHALES AS IF HE’S PREPARING HIMSELF FOR SOMETHING.]

MARTIN: Get out.

DAISY: (????) Oh. Right. Sorry; I didn’t -

MARTIN: It’s not difficult; just get out!

[HE KEEPS WRITING.]

DAISY: Fine! Fine. Just thought -

[SHE OPENS THE DOOR; MARTIN GOES OFF.]

MARTIN: No! No you didn’t! We’re not - We’re not friends, Daisy! None of us are; we’re all just trapped together, here, and, and kidding ourselves that we don’t hate it. Christ, there are more important things than, than feelings right, now, alright, so just - leave me alone! For good.

[DURING THIS, DAISY EXHALES. LOUDLY.]

DAISY: Right. You got it.

I mean of course, this was in the middle of S4 so Martin really wasn’t doing well at this point. A lot of influence from the lonely too. But still! Yikes that was rough!

To me this is the biggest moment, though I’m sure there’s more, smaller ones that I can’t remember right now.

#martin blackwood #tma #asks #this bit was rough but its still loving MKB hours #Anonymous

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ariesslutt · 3 years

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This is a little sneak peek of a series i’m possibly working on, I just need feedback and people who would actually wanna read it + read comments for more info

In which Harry is your assigned partner for a project and you’re both extremely shy

y/n loves her literature class. ever since she was a little girl till she graduated highschool she has always loved all of her english classes and was so invested in staying locked up in her room whenever she could to write, this was alarming to her mother considering she swears she cannot remember the last time y/n actually hung out with somebody, so her mom brought her to a therapist thinking she was depressed. when she told her family she was going to university and planned on becoming a writer- no one was surprised. some may say that her love for everything to do with the english language arts was borderline obsessive- but that obsession brought her to where she is now. standing outside of her first literature class of the semester trying to not have a mini panic attack because she knows that there are going to be new faces all around her this year.

now y/n has always been very reserved and shy and always seems to panic whenever she has to meet new people. she doesn’t hate being around people, she just prefers her small group of friends she knows and talks with daily because getting to know others and doing the whole process of becoming friends with people can be so repetitive and if there’s one thing y/n hates, it’s things that are constant repetitive cycles. so when she spots her best friend madeline walking towards her with a comforting smile on her face she already knows what’s going to happen. “you okay? you look like you just walked in on your parents having sex for the first time again.“ y/n let out a breath and laid her head back against the wall and stops nibbling on her bottom lip and pushes it out, something she has always done when she was nervous, even as a child, “ i told you to not bring that memory up again. i think all the nightmares have finally stopped.” madeline rolled her eyes playfully and smiled brightly at y/n. “i know i know but it’s the only thing i could think of that your facial expression resembled. you never answered my question but i don’t need an answer because i can clearly see you’re not okay. now tell me what’s wrong” y/n pushed herself off the wall and rubbed at her bare face , she was too anxious about all her classes and being late because she was up all night binge watching shows on netflix to help distract her and ended up losing track of time till she noticed she only had thirty minutes to get to her first class, so putting makeup on that day even if she felt like she looked like death, was the last thing on her to do list. “you know how i get when i’m surrounded by new people. i’m just nervous.”putting her hand on her shoulder reassuringly, madeline sighed, “i understand, i don’t know what else to say besides just try to regulate your breathing and stay positive?” y/n smiled weakly at the sound of her advice, knowing she wasn’t gonna take it because its easier said than done. y/n loves madeline and knows that she means well but her advice isn’t always the best. madeline has always been super friendly and like a magnet, always pulling people close to her so she never really had this problem. madeline and y/n met their freshman year at this university, it was the first week and y/n wasn’t watching where she was going because she was trying to follow this stray kitten she had found so she could bring it home (which she eventually did find it, named her aphrodite after y/n’s favorite goddess, and as it turns out it’s gray coat she had seen had been discolored from its original white one, poor thing was just dirty.) and she ended up bumping into this dude, who was a huge dick about it. when the guy started yelling at y/n that’s when madeline came up to defend her. y/n hated being yelled at and tried so hard not to cry, but couldn’t help it when her eyes started tearing up. she still remembers her lively bestfriend’s first words to her, “he’s such a dick. girls gotta protect each other right? i’m madeline.“ and they have been bestfriend’s ever since. shaking the memory out of her head, she started up another topic. “yeah, i��ll try. isn’t your first class in like two minutes? you should go, i’ll meet you at that cafe we went to yesterday for lunch after? you know the ones with the flowers on the mugs?“ nodding her head madeline quickly pecked y/ns check and started walking away. “see you there! and dont be late like last time because you got sidetracked because of your writing.” and with that, she was gone.

y/n rolled her eyes and looked at the clock sitting daintly on her wrist, realizing her class was about to start she took a deep breath in to prepare herself and decided now is the best time to go in before all the good seats were taken. just as she was about to open the door, someone beat her to it which startled her because she didn’t hear anyone coming in her direction. “oh! i’m sorry, i should’ve just waited, you were here first. i didn’t mean to startle you. “ turning in the direction of the voice who made her jump like she was just zapped on a door handle while rubbing her sock covered feet on a rug, she was in awe at what she saw. the boy standing in front of her had to be at least nearly if not 6 foot tall, he had beautiful cocoa colored curls sitting perfectly atop of his head, the most mesmerizing jade eyes and the pinkest lips she has ever seen (seemed to look pretty soft too but she won’t admit she’s staring. ) with the most beautifully built face and the silkiest voice she ever heard, y/n instantly knew the accent was an english one and adding onto the dimples indenting his cheeks when he smiled at her sheepishly, was just the icing on the cake. holy shit- she thought, he had to be the most ethereal guy anyone has came across because wow. her mind quickly wandered if it was plausible that he was sculpted by the greek gods and goddesses themselves and descended from the higher heavens, sending him to her university as some sort of test to see how many people he could make fall at his feet for him by just one glance, but she knew that was a stretch. just staring at him for a few seconds she couldn’t notice a flaw on him, and she knows even if she studied him she would not be able to notice a flaw because he didn’t seem to have any. once y/n realized she has been staring at this stranger for a few seconds too long, she clears her throat, feeling her blood rush to her cheeks and she shakes her head dismissively. “sorry uh- don’t worry about it, it’s my fault i should’ve been paying attention.“ the boy looked down at her and chewed on the inside of his cheek. “n-no it’s my fault really i-“ he was cut off from his sentence once a pile of people started walking towards them and he formed his lips in a straight line. “looks like we better be getting inside then. i don’t wanna be trampled because i’m rambling” chuckling awkwardly, the boy opened the door and waltzed right in leaving a flustered y/n to walk in behind him.

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little-wintry · 4 years

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So. This is Different.

((I’ll cut to the chase. I’m absolutely sick as a dog, but somehow I have enough inspiration to write something for my big WIP. Like, the big one, the series, the one I wrote three books for. Am I gonna write book 4 today? Probably not, but hopefully sometime soon. But, I really really really wanted to post this here [so maybe I can get a tad bit of validation] before going into a cough medicine induced coma and binging [bingeing? binge-ing? don’t fucking know man] buzzfeed unsolved. I will explain a few things below, since obviously context will be needed for this sad 3 1/2 page passage, but just know this isn’t your average Destiny Shit(tm).))

Before we begin, know that this is from my main WIP, Paladins, both a well-fleshed out fantasy series and a bit of a plot-mess sci-fi series. The character this is written in the perspective of, Jacklyn, is the Champion of a goddess, Mirsith. Unfortunately, said goddess also has an evil counterpart, Minsar, which recently was able to corrupt Jacklyn enough after the death of her brother. This lead Kata, Jacklyn’s wife, to go after her. This whole thing is the battle from Jacklyn’s point of view. Yes, it’s a little whack, yes, I’m crazy, but I’m throwing this out into the void for some validation and also im sick, have mercy on a poor dumb soul. And like, this is gonna sound weird, but spoilers I guess? I dont fucking know man maybe i’ll publish this someday and if someone somehow manages to come across this i don’t wanna be a dick.

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There was a burning pain the back of her head.

It had been there for what felt like hours, now. Pulsing, biting, sending spikes of pain through her skull. She flinched with every wave of it, white spots dancing in her eyes.

Her body ached. It was as if she was stumbling through a dream, a dream heavy with smoke and heat and blood, less of a dream and more of an all-too-real nightmare. She was a whirl of blades, and anger burned hot in her chest.

Who was she angry at? She couldn’t remember. Her own sense of self was beginning to crumble, she was now nothing but a name that escaped her. Grief ran in her blood, grief for a face that was… close? Someone she knew, right?

She couldn’t remember them. Why was she grieving?

She was fighting a shadow. Not a Shadow, capital-S, the mindless servants that plagued this realm otherwise. But… a shadow, a memory, a faint silhouette against the web of storm clouds in the sky, and words, scattered and fragmented, filled the air.

She pinned the shadow down. Something about their figure, the subtle feeling of the way they fought and the way they almost seemed to try to calm her, it was… familiar.

Her dagger hovered above the figures chest. For a moment, it was all silent.

DO IT, a voice hissed in the back of her mind. She flinched. SHE IS AT YOUR MERCY, STRIKE DEEPLY INTO HER HEART.

She paused. The grief was beginning to vanish, the hot anger solidifying into a chunk of ice within her chest. Her mouth was dry, her muscles aching, and her heart, her heart was beating softly, as if it was beginning to… remember.

“N-No,” She whispered.

DO IT, YOU INSOLENT CHILD. SHE TOOK AWAY YOUR BROTHER, YOUR HOME, YOUR LIFE YOU ONCE WERE HAPPY WITH. SHE DESERVES TO DIE IN AGONY.

Lies. This voice, this consistent presence she was feeling, was lying to her, had been lying to her, this whole time. She could feel it now - the figure she had pinned was beginning to solidify, the words becoming clearer and clearer.

“Because I love you, and I always will-”

“No,” She said again, stronger. “She, she loves me. She cares about me, she’s my home-”

NO! SHE’S A VILE DEMON, A BLIGHT ON THIS WORLD-

“It doesn’t matter how much you hurt me because I know this isn’t the real you-”

Her hands were trembling now, and though she couldn’t see the figures face, she could picture it, perfectly in her mind. Warm, coffee brown eyes, onyx-dark hair. A smile that could chase away the worst nightmares.

“Kata-” She said, the name finally finding its way into her mouth. “Kata, I-”

STOP! The voice boomed. Her limbs screamed in pain, and her violence solidified, taking her over again. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the knife, but her eyes screamed with hot tears.

The figure - Kata, her wife - was still speaking, the words still echoing in her mind.

“I know for a fact, that when this is over, when we’re sitting at home and you’re back safe in my arms, you’re going to regret this. And I won’t even be mad, because I know you love me back, Jackie.”

Jackie, that was her, her name.

The world around her came into view. Desaturated, crumbling buildings, a treeline in the distance, and Kata, pinned to the ground, bloody and bruised, with tears drawing lines down her cheeks.

But her mind was not her own. She couldn’t move a muscle.

With every ounce of her being, every ounce of this newfound self and love, she stood. The knife vanished in her grasp. Opposite of Kata, there was a woman, black ram horns and a blood-red gown, scowling and furious.

You are Jacklyn Storm, a Paladin, a protector, a wife and a friend-

You are a queen, not a pawn.

Not a pawn in someone else’s game.

The woman with the horns - Minsar, a name she remembered, a name that filled her mouth with venom - still held some control, still tainted her words, but Jacklyn found just enough independence to speak.

“Maybe being a Paladin did teach me a thing or two,” Jacklyn said, turning. Her mind ran quickly, thinking of how to purge the influence in her blood.

As a Champion of Mirsith, Minsar can influence you as well. As long as Minsar’s magic is within you, Minsar will always be there. You know what you must do.

Jacklyn did. But the very thought of it made her feel sick.

She turned her back to Kata for a moment. “I’m sorry, love.” She looked down at her hand, bloodstained, but through that blood a faint light began to pulse on her right palm, a tattoo of a snake.

She turned, and watched as Kata sat up, and called her name.

Jacklyn could not listen. Her own power began to pulse inside of her, in time with her heartbeat. Somewhere, far from this realm, she felt a flicker of hope. And a flicker of fear.

She felt like, at any moment, the world could go out from under her, like her very consciousness could collapse. Her heart kept beating, faster, more and more energy surging within her like a thunderstorm.

You are Jacklyn Storm-

She remembered the first time she touched that Shrine.

A Paladin-

She remembered running into the midst of battle for her friends’ sake.

A protector-

She remembered her wedding and long, late night talks with Atalanta and Lupa, with the rest of her team sitting by her side.

A wife and a friend-

Her coronation. The tall white spires of Neptune and the throne with an amethyst inset into the headrest and her own crown, which she was sure sat on her dresser back home.

You are a queen-

Minsar’s rage was tangible now. The rage of an immortal, an insane one at that, who was now having all of her delicate plans thrown away in an instant.

Kata was standing now, trying to make her voice heard over the maelstrom of magic.

Far away, her friends were fighting a battle they could loose.

Far away, eight immortals were locked in cells.

But here, and now?

You are not a pawn in someone else's game.

A mortal, a single mortal, is writing upon the currents of time and doing what dozens of others before her could not.

Minsar ran towards her, a fistful of destructive magic in one hand. Kata screamed her name again, and Jacklyn had to ignore them all. Her entire body now, was alight with magic, and Jacklyn sent all of it out in one final shockwave.

#ho boy #yknow i might take this down later #i'll probably get embarrased #also yeah i wanna publish this #wip #not destiny #personal #writing

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acidwaste · 6 years

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hey so it seems i’ve forgot to do a l o t of tag memes, and i’m lucky i drafted a big bunch of them! lots of questions overlapped so i did my best to answer in different ways, sorry for the lateness! also @ the people that tagged me here, i wouldn't hesitate to kill for you

@natcaptor / @gayspaced

name: leon or lionel!

nicknames: literally the only nickname I’ve been referred to is “big gay” and like. word!

gender: im pretty sure im a guy, i have been kinda 🤔🤔🤔 abt my gender identity since around november-ish though

star sign: sagittarius!

height: 6’1! i’m told that I’m tall but my uncle is 6’7 so...

time: 3:36pm rn! ive been watching video essays and binging music all afternoon

birthday: december 9th!

favourite bands: animal collective, beach house, camp cope, car seat headrest, death grips, fleet foxes, florence + the machine, gang of youths, glass animals, gorillaz, hop along, iceage, idles, kero kero bonito, mgmt, miike snow, modest mouse, run the jewels, superorganism, the avalanches, the cat empire, the go! team, the mountain goats, the wombats, xiu xiu

favourite solo artists: alex lahey, anderson .paak, ariana grande, billie eilish, bjork, cashmere cat, charli xcx, courtney barnett, cupcakke, d.r.a.m, eric taxxon, frank ocean, gfoty, hatchie, janelle monae, jeff rosenstock, joanna newsom, jorja smith, jpegmafia, kacey musgraves, kali uchis, kendrick lamar, khalid, kimbra, lorde, mac demarco, madeon, mick jenkins, mitski, oneohtrix point never, perfume genius, ravyn lenae, rina sawayama, serpentwithfeet, sophie, st. vincent, sza, vince staples

song stuck in my head: caramelo duro | miguel // kali uchis! its a bop, miguel is one of the few singers that can convincingly make sex jams

last movie i watched: deadpool 2! it was even better than the first, which is a feat in itself ngl

when did i create my blog: december 2016??? i only started using it properly in february last year tho

last thing i googled: “im in my mums car broom broom.” dont @ me

do i have any other blogs: yeah, plenty actually!! i have blogs for aesthetic (@moltenstar), general inspo (@wverns), flight rising (@szarising, kinda inactive?), and overwatch (@blackhardts) tbh the vast majority of my ‘sideblogs’ are just saved urls H

do i get asks: when i say stupid shit like “rung has the ass of a dilf but the dick of a cockroach”

why i chose my url: that one panel where kobd have a vacation at the acid wastes because fuck its finally canon babey!

following: 1,767, which is kinda horrifying!!

followers: 890?? somehow??? thats almost One Whole Thousand and i don't even make content

average hours of sleep: around 6 or 7!! n e v e r more though

lucky number: 43 and 64!!

instruments: i'm too poor to afford music lessons or instruments jsbddsjknfs

what am i wearing: a grey shirt and nothing on my bottom half so my [redacted] is hanging tf out, i should put on some damn clothes

dream job: oooo uhhh, i’m studying to get an education degree rn because i’d love to teach children (around grade 3-4s preferably because i'm too jittery to handle anyone younger and older kids probs won't listen to me as much as i lack plenty of assertiveness), but!! i’d honestly love to be a musician, one of those underground ones that get lots of critical acclaim

dream trip: one day i wanna gather up some friends and just go on a road trip! idm where we go to, as long as we just have fun and just! adventure!

favourite foods: rare steak, mashed potatoes, eggs, and energy shakes made with like. fruit / cheese / yoghurt / oats / chia seeds ! protein is a large part of my diet

nationality: new zealand, but living in australia

favourite song right now: best part | daniel caesar // h.e.r - gosh i need to re-listen to daniel’s album again, i don’t remember this beautiful song being there and that’s a crime

@damndesi / @novarebel / @luciform-philogynist

APPEARANCE - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo (but I am getting a tā moko in December, I believe) - I have at least one piercing (planning to get a nose ring, like a bull!) - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair - My abs are at least somewhat defined (b a r e l y) - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know - I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping (barely) - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory - I am good at doing math in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority - I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol (tastes like shit) - I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event - I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favorite bands concerts

MY LIFE - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live relatively close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling - I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smart phone - I own at least 15 CDs - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS - I am in a Relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships - I have never been in a Relationship - I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily - I have had a crush for over a year - I have been in a relationship for over a year - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM - I have break-danced - I know a person named Jamie - I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone (do fractures count?) - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages (not fluently) - I have made a new friend in the past year

@smstransformers

age: 16

birthplace: auckland, nz

current time: 4:19 pm rn!!!

drink you last had: i just skulled half a liter of water whoops

favourite song: jesus etc. | wilco if we're talking abt an all-time favourite

grossest memory: accidentally swallowing a bee when i was seven years old (somehow nothing bad happened?)

horror, yes or no: not unless it’s an incredibly tame horror t b h, my threshold for scariness is very low

in love: i believe so!

jealous of people: lots of times, over really dumb things

love by first sight or should I walk by again: i believe that infatuation can exist at first sight but true love not so much. wish that could happen tho :C

middle name: shane!

siblings: my sister is eight years old, and my brother is seven!

one wish: EZ, make my anxiety disappear, i’d have a much more productive life

song i last sang: jupiter | haiku hands

time i woke up: 7:13, woke up immediately because i usually like to wake at 6:30

underwear colour: blue + purble

vacation destination: auckland / kingston / sydney!

worst habit: not remembering to make my goddamn bed, it looks like garbage

favourite food: mashed potatoes….

zodiac sign: sagittarius !!!

@alyonian

relationship status:

at the moment i’m single! and while being in a relationship sounds brilliant, the last two relationships i was involved in? didn’t work out to say the least, lucky i’m still young

favourite colour:

it’s been emerald green for the longest time but orange seems to be dethroning it at a steady pace

lipstick or chapstick:

i haven’t used chapstick since i was six but i probably should use it again, water is my substitute rn fdghdgh - and i haven’t ever used lipstick in any capacity? so i’d have to go with the former

last song i listened to:

the space traveller’s lullaby | kamasi washington - i’m trying to get through his second album rn (i left off on the second disk yesterday) and while everything he makes is undeniably amazing, it’s? a three hour album? i don’t have the attention span for his spiritual jazz, as great as it is

last movie:

monsters inc is playing on the television right now, i’ll go with that! the animation aged kinda badly but it’s still such a fun movie! sidenote: james p. sullivan? a childhood crush, so this gives me memories

top 3 tv shows/podcasts/comics:

i rarely, if ever, venture into these forms of media but! if i had to answer, i’d say;

unbreakable kimmy schmidt / parks & recreation / luke cage

taz / mbmbam (i havent like. watched a full episode of either but they seem cool,)

tf idw / …………. yeah that’s it, i’ve never read anything else. probably should!

additional favs:

my friends, writing (in theory), listening to video essays, learning music theory + instruments and understanding audio production software

top 3 bands / artists:

HHH okay if i had to limit my choices to just three artists, uh. lorde, the mountain goats, and sophie. i couldnt even fit janelle in i hate th is

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@alyonian

color(s): light colors are always nice and pleasant, though anything peachy and sandy are the best! orange (specially pastel orange) is like. the best thing

last band t-shirt i bought: usually merchandising is very expensive and i dont have the money to accommodate that, but like. i do recall having a wiggles shirt when i was five. i wore it all the time, shjdjgsksd im sure that counts

last band i saw live: i almost went to splendor in the grass last year with family, which wasn't only cool since i’ve never been out of the state since i immigrated - the festival was in queensland, which is around a two hour flight from victoria - but the lineup was pretty fuckin lit too! the xx, haim, peking duk, tash sultana, future islands, vallis alps, a.b original,, i was p excited! unfortunately my uncle fell ill and so they had to give the tickets to extended family :( otherwise, i haven't been to a single concert in my life

last song i listened to: street fighter mas | kamasi washington - up to this song on the album and i really fuckin dig this! also the video is hypnotizing

last movie i watched: monsters inc is about to finish and up next is monsters university! which like…. honestly, this is an extremely unpopular opinion but, i like it just as much as the original? my opinion might be skewed because i’m a monster [hugger], but i like everything abt the movie! except for the finale of the scare games and the last five minutes of the movie, both were just. dreadful.

last three tv shows i watched: if aggretsuko counts that’s the last series i watched of my own volition, which is a miracle in itself considering that’s legit only the second anime i’ve watched to completion (the first being shirokuma cafe, which i probably need to re-watch). otherwise, the last two shows i had beared witness to were thirteen reasons why and queer eye bc my cousin put them on! that first show i could completely do without but queer eye is iconique

last 3 characters i identified with: grimlock (legit. all of them), urdnot grunt (mass effect) and vector the crocodile (sth), i’m not sure what this says about me other than Big

book(s) i’m currently reading: i’m reading ‘maus’ by art spiegelman at the moment, for the third time i believe? i believe my classmates are supposed to be writing an essay on this next term and shit, this novel is heartbreaking, i haven't been this emotional when reading a book than… ever, really. it’s a recommendation of the highest caliber

@victorion

name: leon / lionel, i picked up the second name because i was in a server with an admin that was also a Leon™

nickname: besides ‘Big Gay’ i also have the nickname ‘lemon lion’ which is! nice!!

zodiac sign: archer man

height: Tall™

language(s) spoken: english / some maori + italian

fav fruit: watermelons (only when in season)

fav scent: the smell of a freezer tbh? it just smells Nice i don’t know how to properly explain it

fav season: spring! the breezes are welcoming without being overbearingly freezing

fav color: ornge,,,,

fav animal: SHARKS + CROCS + FERRETS

coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea! with some milk tho

average hrs of sleep: too little

fav fictional character: One character?????? uhhhhhhh……. like. biggest cc right now is either idw skids or oz from monster prom

no. of blankets you sleep with: depending on my mood but i’d say the average is like, 3??

fav songs: i quickly whipped up some songs i listen to

fav artists: i came to the realization that i like acts that are considered ‘bad’ like maroon 5/drake/lil yachty etc in specific doses… i wouldn't call them good yet, but! i have no beef and thats good

fav books: remember ‘where the wild things are’??? that shit was like. literal childhood, man.. :happytears: i really need to look for a copy again

@thonany-klieme

name: leon / lionel, interchangeable really

gender: male, im probs an nb guy

star sign: sagittarius!

height: 6’1

sexuality: gay??? im not sure, im mostly attracted to other guys but i have had very brief crushes on girls + nb people? sexuality’s confusing so im gonna just latch to the gaybel (gay label) for now

lock screen image: its the album cover of 1992 deluxe by princess nokia, tho it was “T Hanos” a few days ago since i change it often - my home screen is venom but his torso says ‘fuck machine’

ever had a crush on a teacher: no??

where do you see yourself in ten years: ideally i’m teaching kids math n english, realistically i’m probably going down with the political climate

if you could go anywhere, where would you go: new zealand!! or the netherlands

what was your favorite halloween costume: halloween is not big at all where i live, the only time i tried trick or treating was when i was like 7?? i threw a bedsheet on myself and pretended to be a ghost, though since there were no eyeholes + the sheet was blue, it looked more like i was just a moving lump

last kiss: never had one

have you ever been to las vegas: nah and i dont plan to?? how do you handle regular days of 40C wtf

favorite pair of shoes: i have this pair of jandals that ive worn for a fair bit longer than my other pair of shoes, tho i only wear them in summer + very warm nights

favorite book: ngl its. ‘the very hungry caterpillar’ by eric carle. i just, love it alot and i cant explain w h y

#acid.txt #this took a while but :wahoo:

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baebranding · 2 years

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Okay The Real Spill Is..

So a few minutes ago i found myself writing some bullshit think piece on the dramatics of getting started. Real Shit?

It’s not that hard to start a business. It’s just alot of work.

I think the part that scars alot of people and the “modern” woman is that realization that yes , you will be definitely putting in just as much if not more work as you do at your current job . Surprise!

I can make the process sound precise and simple and I can promise you will make 1000$ in a second or whatever get rich quick schemes yall like to always run to, but i would only been lying. You will still nd up spending twice as much to make sure you have a brand that is marketable and let alone even running.

So the real spill..

Im at the process of designing. I love getting creative and finding a creative mindset. I love creating setus that fit my mood. That i know will feel right in my soul. Making a website is annoying and the marketing is a pain in my as. IM SO DAMN PICKY!! I kep gtting up to walk in a circle just waiting for any spark of color in my brain to spark something. Other times i feel like i just wanna do shit myself so i start sinking into 50 billion youtube videos. If my man heres me ask for another gadget that i dont need, hes gonna strangle me i swear.

For starters,

I know i cant be the only one that thought”this is all it took? this is where yall wear finding this stuff?” I thought someone just gave me the key to life on a golden platter. SIKE! this was just the beginning. But what did i know. Then it started, what the hell would i even do with this?

I Thought clothes. But i feel like even girl my age is either doing clothes or lashes. i really dont have time for a female to fight me over an idea that 60 other females and a fish thought of. Then he comes my super hero boyfriend with the question of the century : “What do you like?” . Me being the delight that i am, i said food first. The was obviously dismissed quick. Then as he walked past with that glorious print holding his pants up, I said “dick” .

BING . there we go!!

but where do i even begin to get that from? Do i rob the nearest Spencers ? Nope i use my skills as a retail worker. I research it. It also helped that I had some business savvy-ish friends. Karlisa, my forever wife and coach, you re loved and appreciated. I got straight to work . It started with going through phone apps. Then websites. Then my thoughts. What is th name going to be?

Now FYI ive changed the name about a billion times until i found one that really suited me and not what sounded good to me.

reread the last line.

Anything will sound good . But was it always good ? Probably not. I wanted something classy. I farted on my boyfriend that same night. I wanted something bad ass but still classy. I only had two movie to draw from for inspiration. i wanted something sexy too But not like Yandy.com-esque sexy. I finally came back to pintrest and some photo shop app. I spent weeks will note making trying to play around with ideas in my head. what will the models look like? what will the shoots look like?

Sometimes its alot harder when you gotta figure it out for yourself. My man i pretty chill so he doesnt always blurt out ideas like i do. Plus he gets a kick out of me being crazy sometimes. i will admit it does get a little crazy here when im out of ideas. SO he sat with me and offered his services. His insight. im not aying you gotta involve the whole gang but its okay to not have all the answers. I found myself researching other factors that i probably wouldnt have had he not said anything.

COMMUNICATION IS KEY!!!!!!!!

in all aspects, actually. For example, i havent made my own clothes since i was like 7 when my gma taught me and that talent went right out the window. But id learn about fashion at 13. I learned about the importance of different fabrics at 18. I learned about the people who produce the same sweater im wearing right now. Fashion was always something i was passionate about. but like in a defenive way. like i didnt want to be judged for getting rid of my wire hangers. iF YOU DONT KNOW SOMETHING, ITS OKAY TO ASK. Contact the people that design the products youre working with. Take classes. Read a book. Watch a video .

HAVE FUN.

i know youre swamped. Thats normal. but at some point have some fun. Life aint always business and you shouldnt feel the same way you do when you are at work. Enjoy the process. This is the part that you get to put all of you into the world. Be excited ! I cant wait for the reactions because I feel like its going to make so much sense after. When you have fun, you show confidence. That you dont have any worries. It creates a trust factor between you and your consumer.

Lastly but not leastly,

take your time. Of course make sure you are on track with the times, but its not a race. Comb over each and every part of your ideas. cant tell you how many mistakes ive already made an i havent even gone public yet. Make sure this is something you are willing to make time for as well. If you arent willing, because nobody really has that much time anymore, you will no get anything done. Your dreams will always be second.

#businessforstarters #love journal womanhood women tumblr blog viral reflection #lgbt #love #reflection #blog #blogging #pop #real #honest

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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Mark: rape victims. Theyre the most hurt out of all this and you keep thinking back to when you and Candy talked and you kept saying "Candy i need to do something about the rape victims. They need help" and she said "mom What about me?" And you said "candy all i know is i love you too much to know right now" and that was all. So, I'm thinking each race has barely enough tickets left. If we do the same as Woodstock on the teams. You know Matt Hagan's team has a guy who raped you yourself in the high school bathroom when you were trying to be "normal" and so. Im thinking eridacate those few make it safe for everybody before. Then when it's safe have tree insert free tickets and airfare what like a United airlines gift card and one for lodging with extra money on them of course to go on a separate trip later on their own someplace nice with their families, kids and soulmates, lost parents and siblings and more.

Me: mmhmmm

Mark: i know i lost you at DNA4U. Tree what is the percentage of rape victims not tested?

Tree: 2%

Mark: so see it will be perfect and tree can just email the rest.

Me: sounds good to me

Mark: and i will pay because you are truly running out. You only budgeted $4 Billion for the First Chandler of the Year Event. You're at $3.62 billion according to the trees calculations and i know youll add more midway because of the ones just beginning that hadn't earned all year. There's some special summer people the Tree sees coming in the future for the NHRA and associates. A whole entire family in human trafficking. Its Steve Torrence and you want to buy them a house and a few cars and a plane and butler and you're already out of money.

Steve: they can just live with me

Mark: your house isn't big enough

Me: let them pick a bunker location and we will remodel

Mark: what?

Me: my gramma went back and most of her bunker because they were so used to it and so many. If i build them what i think is the greatest house in the world, it won't be good enough. Im not like them

Mark: well i think you're wrong. They want out.

Me: the sunlight itself is damaging to the eyes. The weather changing all the time and it's so much to get used to the outside world. So i think Idk... Im not gonna assume. But my grammas is in the side of a hill and we put Windows in it. So there's many alternative opportunities that we can do. Im not trying to save money. I just want to spend it perfectly.

Mark: i know that's all you want to do. Jason Line's family has got out. And they're okay. I'm gonna expedite some people. I'll be back don't post yet.

Saint Luches: He's sexy. When she said his vein was popping.. Yum. Hey! I tap in her phone! I see her wallpaper! And it's his veins popping! Fucking hard!

Fuck yeah man. It's life. Thoughts roaring through hos body at high rates of speed

Alex: that's all I was trying to say

Mark: i put video in for people i select in the DNA4U so they will have to check. They should ask you for help Alex. Okay? Even if yoh don't like them

Me: okay baby

Alex: got it baby. But only if yoh fuck me

Me: please. Pay me. First with a hard Dick then cold hard cash and gifts oh and feed me dinner.

Mark: feed me Seymour

Alex: i love you baby

Me: only me. Not that Saint Luches. He's mine.

Mark: will you two stop and listen to me

Me: only cause that vein is popping. Alright. what baby?

Mark: you make me laugh too much. Sabrina you know what to do. There is too many people still to attend the track so what do we do?

Me: well they will need to make room in the camps and double up in cars so there's enough parking and so they may be in the way of workers in the trailers.. So we will see if NHRA can make a special Chandler Love section

Mark: yeah let's decorate it with hearts..

Me: oh all romantic!!! Like white linen. Roses. Mmmm like dinner is that oyster romantic stuff

Mark: oh and cinnamon

Me: yeah cinnamon all floating through the air. We can put something on top of the trailer like a wax burner. Which will be perfect because a each cube really only lasts 3 days. So dump it out and get in the road.

Mark: yeah see yoh already have no money. You already got the candle wax and warmers and flower vases from me and tree. You and Candy arranged that in 2016. But you still need to buy flowers and you did have the families of special victims to take them home already. But not the vases, they wrap them in wet papertowls on the bottom of the stems then use wax paper they can later press the flowers into to have pressed flowers. So that is already budgeted in the $3.62B you have them going to local to the track homeless shelters.

Candy: oh dad i forgot that!

Me: how's it going there Chandler Bing?

Candy: call me Candy

Me: all right 007

Candy laughs surprised: mom!

Agent: alright they will be furnished by the CIA. Setting out tables and serving food

Mark: yeah we got real wooden tables and chairs. The chairs don't fold. They stack. Her dad made them.

Candy: oh dad!

Mark: her mom's idea. Jesse Tony was so shocked. He said "i know how to make those!" They're so beautiful with vines of love coming down. She really was in love with him again that day.

Me: :D

Mark: it happens, happiness. Ok. So then everything is fine. Alex you'll have to help Steve with his parents.

Alex: what about my parents?

Mark: this weekend since you can't have her Because she HAS to go to Columbia. Her children need since organizational skills.

Candy: that's good mom. You got to do that. She's killed him 4-6 times since you last saw him.

Me: I think she's like Alex. Into kink. She might be his daughter.

Alex: shit. I think she is

Saint Luches: whoooo the world we have on our hands

Me: this is how i just saw Alex in my head

Alex: don't you dare say what you just saw

Me: so hes all "you used to always wake me to eat. You'd give me a handy to wake me unless i was already out and and probably pretending to sleep and id pull you on to ride. Then youd feed me by hand the breakfast you made or dinner if It was ready and Saint Luches didn't tell you to wake me early. Then I'd tie you up on the weekends to the bed" that's what ive heard so far of our relationship in his eyes.

Alex: just the sex part! (He laughs) oh my god! I can't believe she said that about me

Me: that's not even... So I've been wearing pearls and hes all i want to wrap these around your neck so tight when we're fucking... But they're yours and they'll break so I'll buy you a different necklace to wear. A whole box

Saint Luches: whoo!! He went full kink!! Hes not holding back!!! Whooo weeeeee neat! This is gonna be fun.

Me: oh and i got all this saggy ass on my skin -- skin on my ass from that last 15 pounds i lost. He's all Saint Luches get this, hes all, i want to wrap my hands in it and just yank... Like its not attached to my body but then Saint Luches get this, im all okay sounds good because i can't even feel any thing there cause the nerves are all dead. Uh huh. I'm like yeah let's... Whatever you want baby.

Saint Luches: and you're serious!

Me: uh huh yeah

Saint Luches: that's what I know!

Me: so then last night he's telling me "I'm just gonna get a leash when you go to NHRA and put it around your neck", I told him that's too degrading in public bedside you don't want that any way. A leash and collar are boring. They're just standard. Pearls has control where you wrap around your fist and it's your intensity on your cock that makes you want to break the pearls. Its completely different. But i told him he can put a cuff on my wrist and leash me there because i know he really does want to leash me in public

Alex: i fucking do so bad!! I've always wanted to!!

Me: well people know who we are now so its not like walking around all randomly in NYC in a business coat. Suit and heels. With a spiked collar and leash... Besides you know the problems there... So a wrist is just an extension of your tiny short arm. And so in the current situation its applicable to chain me to him... But also Alex, you must remember if you're not looking some one can take it off me and put it on something else and you not even notice

Alex: yeah i know! That's happened and I heard you screaming and looked and then I was hooked to the fucking metal banister of the stairs you were sitting on and you were all the way down the street with 2 cars to pick you up

Me: I.... Uhh. Yep.

Alex: fucking mother Teresa kidnapped you said I was abusive in a sexual nature to you. So I started wearing the collar and I looked sexy, too. Maybe that's what we will do instead...

Me: if you want to baby. Mother Teresa had me so scared. I was afraid she would take off my clothes to find the bruises of you biting me and squeezing me so tight

Alex: she was going to until you told her you felt you were in a rape situation and told her to take off her robe which she did, all fucking wrinkled l nasty

Me: yeah and i told you to let's go Like 10 times and all yoy did was stare at her.

Alex: i was staring at her face! I was scared! Then sh3 dropped those mini blinds and I snapped out and I realized she was gonna fuck us on that table, you weren't kidding about her! God she was nasty. I don't even think she wanted to kidnap us. Just make us drugged and drunk and fuck us until her little shriveled ass dried all the way up.

Me: i told you

Alex: no! Dont say it!

Me: her pussy would always drip down her ass crack and she would never die unless someone killed her!

Alex: id rather talk about kink. And I didn't wanna talk about that either.

Me: we're supposed to be spending money. Help me. Ohhh kink for

Mark: no we got that! No actually we did. Star studded collars and shorter leashes and cuffs and also Abu in leather to strip. While walking around

Alex: oh my god. Did you really do that for me?! Oh my God!!!

Me: on a day too hot to wear clothes and waster hoses to water down t-shirts

Candy: mo-om!!

Me: we warn before hand and we got bathing suit tops -- string bikinis.

Alex: omg. Stop baby. Quit. Baby. Quit. Omg.

Me: and xl white t-shirt to 5x .

Alex: oh Fuck!!

Me: we got it all clean fun

Candy: and where are they gonna get dressed?

Me: by the water slides

Candy: well okay then!!!

Me: and we will have mud wrasslin

Candy: mom!

Me: please baby Like we weren't born in Alabama. Ut Its in plastic pools. We will have clean dirt brought in. So no little rocks or stickers or branches

Alex: oh my God! Why do i love you! This is why!!

Candy: mom! That is not what i want to do! But i want to watch!!.

Me: girl. You'll do it.

Candy: what--what?

Me: baby girl youll get to watching and you'll start wondering how that feels., like is the mud cold? Is it really so fresh? Like you can't watch a mud wrassle without wanting to get in. It's the law. At first youlk be all As long as it's not in my hair, but once it gets in there you'll be all fuck oh my God this mud is good you won't even,care. You'll start making yourself dreadlocks. For real. Its good shit,

Alex: that's so hot and heavy baby what else you got for me

Me: Alex. Its for my child! Every child needs a good mud puddle. She will go with her brother and sisters before anyone else gets in. Like off hours. During a private time. Just for employees and lovers. My children will play in the mud just like i let their sister Annabelle. Its my rule as a mom. But it's clean spa quality mud.

Candy: for real mom? Im gonna cry! I gotta walk away!

Me: you're welcome. I don't care how old And wiser than me you are you're my baby. Mark already bought everyone the tickets.

Mark: and some Columbian Abu that need to return to America and not to Columbia.

Alex: so when Sabrina comes. There will be whips and chains. This excites me.

Me: this way Every one knows the threat is present! No guessing! I'm here. Black leather is out. Whips.Whips. whips and chains. If Steve Torrence thought this weekend shopping was erotic and silly just wait, it gets worse and better! I bet we could put up an outfit for him. Get him topless, some long leather arm cuffs with fringe ... Chaps. Boots.

Alex: and what am i wearing?

Me: nothing. A loin cloth in public places,

Alex: shut up! You're Not kidding me are you

Me: i swear he just sighed with relief.

Alex: shit i did babe. I was like yeah! She's doing an new Animal house but animal. Leather is animal skin and she wull wear purple or pink or red zebra.

Me: it's caaaaaaaaavemaaan!

Alex: oh my God that was sexy. You know she iw the only 100% pure Neanderthal in the world. She has every single Neanderthal gene. No one else in the world does.

Me: mmhmmm Annabelle only has 75% because ironically yummy kinky bastard you only have 50%. If She's yours. But She has your lips

Alex: i know. And punishing attitude

Mark: it's because he evolved from bestiality.

Alex laughs: shut the fuck up.

Me: your face is too red for me to not to want to ask questions.

Alex: im a civilized caveman

Me: dont lie to me

Alex: i wear suits

Me: mmm

Alameaniae: great now can we get back to me? I kill my husband bring him to life and fuck him

Me: you're a healer and goddess of fertility. Its quite simple although authentically unknown around the world as many people try to mimic you without the known skill. But you're not evil. Just a Goddess of sudden powers that bestow truth and honesty beyond any means of life itself. You truly despise evil and you can't Fuck even your husband if he has even a dusting of evil on him. So you kill him and make him whole again.

Another killer daughter: Just like Saint Luches used to do to Sabrina. You all do. Even Mark.

Mark: WTF. I never did that to Sabrina. Saint Luches

Saint Luches: just that one time she went silent and didn't moan during sex.

Me: because i learned not to because it attracted attention from a child wanting to know what that noise was. Well IDK. Apparently its common in other relationships.

Tree: there is 1600 goddess to God relationships that are 100% that way. Mark never. Saint Luches on impulse. And Alex more often than not. Jesse Tony never.

Alex: hey I love the bitch, it's hot what can I tell you

Tree: but usually with Alex it's on accident, he's accident prone. But he heals all her scrapes and Bruises if he gave them to her or not. So he's only done it 45 times out of 648 sexual occurrences.

Me: it's passion. I usually don't feel it. Mostly I hop out because i do feel pain. And i know he doesn't want me to. Then i watch him fuck my dead body. Its very interesting.

Alex: I'd check my watch and see if it stopped. Check a wall clock to see how long she been dead then i tell her what the fuck are you doing dying on me? Where does it hurt? And then i heal it and she goes back to life, she's rhe sick one watching me fornicate on her dead self

Me: thats sexy as Hell.

Alameaniae: So all the rest of you are doing it on accident? Im doing it on purpose

Armageddon: currently there's 1600 of you purposely killing your spouse which is 0.000366% of the world. Which is quite interesting. You will be studied.

Alameaniae: okay! :)

Armageddon: usually that style of attitude we turn into cats, we were not aware why this was occurring but now we do. Because we fuck up and torture. So then you kill who you think tortured the most when we thought we were fulfilling a prophecy which we now know is a lie. Thanks to Sabrina and her attitude ans refusal to turn to lust to be her guide and instead strengthen love not only for herself but the world. Again as she did in the 1980s. And so now we will exclude prophecies as some are lies designed to take over the world which we now know in impossible. Due to the one actual full Neanderthal on Earth. Sabrina = Cleopatra = Lady Godiva = Goddess = S.Leigh and all hwr other names. Still her. Just like she said, you can change everything about the way she looks and the world around her but yoh can't change her. Its true and that isn't a prophecy. Its an anti-prophecy.

Me: because im awesome like that. All Neanderthal Gene!

Mark: baby You make laugh

Armageddon: and you did kill Sabrina Mark 2x. But the difference is you all do it during sex unlike the 1600. Saint Luches in the beginning because hes insecure he can fuck well enough. Alex at the end because hes certain she will run away. And Mark's two were accident related when they were interrupted (by rapists) and he was trying to hide what they were doing. I'm just saying there is a difference is all. And even still Alex doesn't do it on purpose. But Saint Luches will. 113 times out of 492.

Mark: Jesus Christ! God!

Armageddon: but Saint Luches was circumcised too far so sometimes he had pain and thought Sabrina could feel it as well.

Mark: oh

Armageddon: those 3 only lived together 6 months.

Alameaniae: God! She really is a nympho!

Me: and I advocate for Soulmates. Fix the issue with the cats please.

Armageddon: oh yeah hold on leg me call tree. Shhh.

Mark: He really uses his phone. That's so hilarious. You don't even know his number do you? Or mine or even Alex's. Not even Saint Luches.

Me: I dont even have their emails.

Mark: so we got rape victims, some human trafficking. No murdered but those come in. Abuse will be eradicated for some and educated to stop. We have all your other paperwork but most of the post -- well all till this one has been new

Me: ok. I'll rest. I still have till the weekend is up to add.

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