#this is after GT grows a lot more comfortable with herself

[dlartistanon]

I miss BlazeThroat...

#arknights #blaze #greythroat #dlarts #big cat and little swallow #this is after GT grows a lot more comfortable with herself #and works through her issues to hug her big dumb reckless cat #and blaze accepts her feather (for luck) #GT slowly going from being touch-repulsed to somewhat starving yes please

[lucyhq]

hiiiii loves, i’m aimee and this is my baby lucy !!! pls plot with me while i watch brooklyn nine nine for the 7th time. also this is long bc i ramble a lot, i apologize in advanced… love me?

chicago’s very own lucille “lucy” withers has been spotted on madison avenue driving a ferrari dino 206 gt , welcome ! your resemblance to lennon stella is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-first birthday bash  . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re taciturn , but also being benevolent might help you . i think being a scorpio explains that .  3 things that would paint  a  better picture of you would be half smoked cigarettes , middle of the night adventures , behaving recklessly .

trigger warning for: cancer, loss of a parent and eating disorder mentions.

THE BACKSTORY

lucille withers was born on october 31st to jenny and vincent withers. she was their third and final child, the only girl and they couldn’t have been more overjoyed.

they raised their children in chicago with vacation home by the beach in malibu where they spent most of their summers.

the withers family was quite wealthy – vincent being a big time corporate lawyer and jenny being a respectable editor for a fashion magazine. however, the three children were raised as normally as possible ( if you ignored their massive house and the fact that they were encouraged to participate in more sports and activities than they had time for ).

lucy grew up in dance classes, piano lessons, figure skating, she was a cheerleader in school and she spent a lot of time volunteering at animal shelters as her parents instilled in all their children the value of giving back to their community.

when lucy was six her mother became very ill, cancer cells attacking her brain on progressing quickly. they made her comfortable for as long as possible but just three days after lucy’s seventh birthday her mother passed away in the night.

things changed after that, her brothers were constantly getting into fights at school and lashing out, her father was rarely home any more always working and little lucy was doing everything in her power just to keep the peace. the seven year old made herself invisible to not cause any more problems at home.

things changed again a few years later once her brothers left for college and lucy entered high school.

their dad got married. he’d met a woman with two children of her own and vincent withers was smitten, combining their lives with these other people suddenly. he was paying more attention to this lady and her children than he ever had to lucy and her brothers, only her brothers weren’t there to truly experience any of it.

lucy felt like an intruder in her own home, her childhood home – where her mother walked the halls and played hide and seek with them. where her oldest brother punched a hole in the wall and they still hadn’t fixed it, just put a picture over it.

the young withers did the only thing she knew how to do, it had worked for her brothers after all, she became the problem child. they couldn’t ignore her if she was starting fights at school, smoking in the girl’s bathroom and coming home drunk on a tuesday.

all it did though was cause her new step mother to shriek about parenting and blame lucy’s mom. it caused lucy to become more isolated from her family and to lash out more. her dad couldn’t see her cry for help or how all she wanted was his attention.

she couldn’t even count how many times she’s heard “why can’t you be more like lydia.” ( her perfect step sister ).

it got to the point where she began to go on hunger strikes, refusing to sit and eat with her “family” and controlling the only thing she felt she could – food.

eventually they’d had enough and sent her off to boarding school in london. she spent two years there in an all girls prep school. but even they couldn’t control the young withers girl. they viewed her as a lost cause.

by the time she was a senior in high school, lucy withers had a terrible reputation and was back in the united states to stir up all the trouble she could manage. only when she came home it wasn’t to chicago but new york city, where her family had moved during her time away.

the only thing that kept her from completely going off the rails was her ever growing social media fan base, where she posted pictures on instragram of her rebellious lifestyle and impeccable style.

SOME FACTS ABOUT LUCY

with over four million instagram followers to her name, being in new york has aided her social media career, though lucy hasn’t shed her rebellious ways.

she cares so much about people and animals and all living things – she wants to help people. she has a massive heart and honestly, it’s her biggest weakness. if her social media career hadn’t taken off so fast she would have gone into nursing.

her big heart causes her to get hurt easily, she doesn’t like to show that she cares because then it sets herself up to be hurt. she pretends to not care about anything or anyone but when she’s at the nursing home or the animal shelter, you really get to see that soft side of her.

after fainting from mal-nutrition when she was sixteen and away at school, lucy now uses that because she knows it’s a sure way to have her father pay attention to her for a few hours. but also it  get’s her out of doing things she doesn’t want to do – lucy will starve herself. it makes people pay attention to her and she takes twisted joy in that.

despite her rebelliousness and how much of a hot mess she is, she takes her career very very seriously. she works herself sick, making sure she’s constantly uploading new content and always looks her best. she’s always looking for ways to stay on top of her game.

she volunteers at the nursing home twice a week, her soft side really comes out when she’s helping the seniors, making them laugh and smile.

lucy is allergic to cats, tomatoes and is lactose intolerant. she’s also vegetarian and tries really hard to eat vegan as much as possible ( when she does eat ).

her brothers have always been her best friends, she would do literally anything for them.

her favourite colour is yellow, her favourite flower is a sunflower, her favourite food is coffee, her favourite song is burning love by elvis presley and her favourite season is summer.

she hates snakes, pickles, when people cuss too much and people spend all their time complaining or talking about someone else negatively.

her bloodstream is 98% coffee

stops to pet all the dogs

is the most loyal friend you will ever meet once you win her over, would take a bullet for you

acts tough but is really very soft

hOT MESS

SOME WANTED CONNECTIONS

people that know her from chicago before she left for school.

her older brothers’ friends – we could make this fun or angsty ( maybe she hooked up with one of them and her brother still doesn’t know ), like it really could be good.

her brothers or step siblings !!

ex boyfriends, good, bad or one sided. give me them all. though bad terms would be fun and maybe they ended because of lucy’s inability to really open up and deal with her shit. he could have gotten sick of her attention seeking. being with lucy would be draining.

some good influences, someone needs to tell this mess to calm down and stop ruining her life all because of things she can’t control.

party buddies, someone she can drag out to the clubs on a tuesday night or is always down to get drunk or high with her.

someone she can just be real with, someone she can talk to openly and honestly, but also someone who does the same with her. they just talk and let each other get things off their chest without judgement or fear they’ll go telling someone else.

maybe a fellow volunteer at the nursing home ??

someone who picks up drunk lucy and makes sure this mess gets to her bed at the end of the night and doesn’t end up drowning in a ditch or something like that

and of course she needs best friends and a squad, don’t we all.

maybe a current boyfriend?

one night stands

a childhood best friend that knew lucy when she was a happy, loving child – was there when she tried to become invisible during her preteen years and then watched her fall apart in high school and progressively get to where she is now.

anything else you might have in mind i’m really open to all ideas tbh

just come love me and lucy

pretty please

#wealthyhq:intro #ooc.

[kyliexc]

AYOOOOOO, it me, mini from the blockkk ~ and im here to give you a very bratty kid. she’s rude, unfiltered, ride or die and a hell of a fighter. truly, i hate her but i hope you enjoy her and i wanna plot with everyone new and old pls. 

chicago’s very own kylie castillo has been spotted on madison avenue driving a bentley continental gt, welcome ! your resemblance to becky g is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty first birthday bash  . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re hot tempered , but being brave might help you . i think being an aries explains that .  3 things that would paint  a  better picture of you would be a bottle of patron, messy makeup brushes and a joint. & ( female + she/her  ) +  ( mini , 23, she/her , est )

We got a pinterest board right here ! Besides that, give this a like and i’ll mssge u! 

Basic Information

Full Name: kylie valentina castillo

Nickname(s): ky, kyky, k, kybby

Age: 21

Height: 5 ft

Date of Birth: April 15th 1998

Zodiac sign: aries

Hogwarts house: slythindor (slytherin + gryffindor)

Ethnicity: mexican

Nationality: american

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Orientation: bisexual

Religion: agnostic-catholic

Tattoos: a peach on her ass, #2 tramp stamp and canon becky g tattoos

Language(s) Spoken: english + spanish

Accent: american with a hint of spanish

Favourites

Weather: fall

Colour: yellow or pink

Music: sebastian yatra, reik, travis scott,

Movies: halloween or selena

Sport: soccer, basketball, hockey, volleyball

Beverage: tequila

Food: chicken or carne asada tacos 

Animal: lions + dogs

Family

Father: alejandro castillo, soccer player (jersey #7)

Mother: lupe castillo (molina), seamstress/designer

Sibling(s): ricky castillo

Step Siblings: jesse james altera, elissa altera

Pet(s): sushi and lola (dogs)

BIOGRAPHY

FAMILY HISTORY

kylie castillo is 2nd generation American, meaning that both pair of her grandparents immigrated to the United States a looong time ago from Mexico, and both her parents grew up in the USA. 

Her dad, alejandro castillo grew up in Los Angelos, California working to be a big time soccer player, and he got scouted but he ended up playing for MEXICO, and when he wasn’t playing for the official team, he played for Barcelona FC. So her dad made a name for himself in soccer. 

Her mom, lupe castillo molina grew up in Chicago, Illinois. She went to school and started up her own fashion brand, it was small and slowly growing as she was working as a seamstress for different companies all over Chicago. It took awhile to take off, but it did, and she had a shop in Spain bc she was illegal in the US and it was easier to stay in Spain and gain citizenship. ANYWAY, her shop blew up in Europe before getting big in the US. 

Both met in Barcelona where lupe was just a fan. it suddenly became more after they got pregnant, and after they married with their first child they decided to settle in Chicago. 

They were together until Kylie was 12 years old and her mom started seeing angelo altera, eventually marrying him for a few years. This means that she’s step siblings with lennon james and elissa altera! 

That marriage didn’t last that long, so right now both her parents are single, separated and living in different households that share the same customs. EXCEPT, kylie’s mom and dad seem to be sorta reconciling~

lupe castillo currently lives in New York for her step kids and kids while alejandro castillo still resides in Chicago, and sometimes Los Angelos. 

WHO IS KYLIE CASTILLO?

kylie was born in Chicago and she had a pretty normal childhood. she grew up in a house with her parents, siblings and grandparents under one household, growing up with hispanic traditions. She grew up speaking latin american spanish meaning she’s bilingual and is 100% PROUD of her ethnicity even though she has been told the typical slurs from ignorant people, but you know, it happens. it’s really only made her stronger as a person.

kylie has always been the closest to her dad and he implemented not just in kylie but in all of his kids that if you work hard you can achieve anything. to not let anyone tell you that you can’t do things. this was especially true with sports. ofc having a soccer player for a dad, kylie was automatically interested in soccer, all of her siblings were and are. they were known as the sports family on the block.

while her dad taught her sports and to toughen up in any situation, by no means does this mean she was a tomboy. she can play a game of soccer in 6 inch heels. if you don’t think so, she’ll prove it to you! So while her soccer interest grew, her mom would introduce kylie to clothes, makeup, cooking. all of that stuff so kylie always knew to be presentable. ‘let them judge you by what you wear so you can prove them wrong with who you are.’ is one of a thousand quotes her mom would tell her about life.

even if kylie grew up comfortable and in a good position, her parents instilled the value that you gotta work hard to get what you want. if you don’t implement blood, sweat and tears, you haven’t earned it. So if you know kylie, she’s a partier mixed with a workaholic sometimes mixed with a UFC Fighter dEKJGDKJFSGH

When her parents broke up, she went on a rebellious streak, more of a streak than the one she’s always on. she had family that weren’t the safest but for kylie it was safe. so she got involved with some shady characters, and she’s done some stufffffffffff. hmu if you wanna know more. FKJGHDFKHGJ that went on for awhile, she was wildin and she settled into her new home with her step siblings and step dad. 

Kylie is still very much closer to her dad than her mom but she loves them both, bouncing between houses and states (since her mom lives in NYC now) to hang out with each of them often. 

In a grand total, she’s a problem child that just likes to have fun. 

CAREER

There was at one point where she wanted to be a soccer player like her dad but for a women’s team. although there were times growing up where she would definitely show guys she could kick their asses in the sport. she still can! 

When her dad found out what she wanted, he made sure and he worked with her everyday to make her a better player, EXCEPT, kylie overworks herself, A LOT, even when her dad didn’t schedule practices. it didn’t work out for her in the end because during a game she really messed up her knee where she had to give up the sport.

She was DEVASTATED, and she moped for about a day before she found something else, which was makeup. She actually rlly slowly got into it, watching tutorials, practicing on her lita’s, siblings, tia’s, mom, etc. By networking through her mom’s connections, she landed a couple of gigs to do makeup for a couple of backstage things and movie productions. she was getting around to a lot of stuff.

For awhile she was an MUA, and works with a lot of different people. she doesn’t care who you are as long as you’re chill, but then she wanted to try something different and went into music. She is step siblings to lennon james, and there is a lot of musical influence in her life, so of course she was going to dip into that. 

Her style of music is primarily in spanish, targeting that market and since it’s being big in the US, she’s definitely one of the prominent artists since she’s one of the few born in America that makes this type of music. So currently she’s working out stuff with music, working on collaborations, and then doing things in other fields.

Kylie doesn’t believe in limiting herself, if she wants to do something, she’ll do it. She also very much loves to work with charities and going to marches for things she believes in, using her platform for things like that ... even if she isn’t the best person to look up to. 

PERSONALITY

kylie is literally F I E R C E. she’s got two types of personalities, one where she’s a home body and loves her family, will beat you in a quick game of soccer. she’s that bubbly girl with the laughter, sarcastic remarks followed by a smirk at the end of it

BUT

she is also that girl that when it’s time to work, she is scary. she knows what she wants, she knows how she wants it and she will get flustered when it’s not like that. she’s got a whole ‘that BIIITCH’ personality, like when she’s on the red carpet, she just has it going for her kind of thing.

but she’s a goof, and that’s something everyone will notice. she loves to make people laugh and smile. 

if you’re an asshole, those are her favorite types where she’s just drawn to those people. she really does love a challenge. 

A big thing for her is she is really hot tempered. talk shit get hit, is kinda her thing. if you wanna start an argument, don’t expect to come out of it without a scratch on you when you’re with kylie. she just has that mentality that if you don’t wanna talk it out she already has her hands up to start swinging. 

If you’re close to her, she will ADORE YOU. This girl is ride or die for anyone she loves, she doesn’t care what you did, or how other people perceive you. if you’re close with kylie, that’s all she cares about. she’s too loyal.

connections?

old school friends

old school enemies

makeup clientele

squad?

ride or die

drunk friends

sibling like friends

exes ( good + bad + messy + angsty )

crushes ?

former lovers to friends

um, anything? let’s brainstorm ! :)

#i wrote a whole ass novel again #some things changed #ish #FDKJGHDKF #wealthyhq:intro

[vore-scientist]

Reward (safe/soft - GT - M/f-fluffy - platonic - vore)

A (mini) tale of the mystic woods

Premise: uhhh belly rubs good! Just a sweet story with my wizard Yonah and the Princess Sophia! 

Warnings: NONE!

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In her hands she held up the golden-green spherical treasure, the noon sunlight glancing off the polished surface. 

“You ever think of selling these at The Market?”

Sophia had to wait for an answer as Yonah chose that moment to take another bite out of a perfectly ripe dvashi apple. And another. He finished the apple.

By Sophia’s count that made 15 apples eaten. Which at his normal size wouldn’t have been impressive but at his reduced size… it still wasn’t impressive. Still massive, she was sure he could still eat a bushel of apples. And bushels abounded, the trees sagged with apples. According to Yonah the trees flowered and fruited all year round, but still favored their normal season best of all. Surely Yonah didn’t plan to eat all of these apples? He could, but growing so many small apples was a silly thing to do if you were a giant. Maybe he would turn them into preserves!

And besides! He grew some varieties to be larger, about the size of his reduced head. Massive apples. Yonah said that he could grow them much larger, but by trial and error he found that sweet spot of size without compromising flavor.

“I do sell enchanted ones! But those are made to order.”

“I’m talking just the apples! They’re amazing and it’s not like there are many orchards in these woods.”

He looked thoughtfully down at the princess in his lap. Sophia wasn’t sure if he was actually considering her question or just thinking about how adorable she was.

“You know, I have never thought of that. Though I like to leave the trees full for the nomadic gnomes. The majority move house around this time.”

Sophia didn’t know that. She only knew city gnomes, who definitely didn’t move into new houses every year. They did take extensive vacations to places of cultural importance, probably to honor the tradition they gave up in the city.

“I do make preserves with the ones that can’t be eaten in time. I dont sell it, I normally take it on patrols and give it out”

HA! She silently congratulated herself for being right. But also DANG!?

“Aren’t you Evil!? You just… give away magical apple preserves? Isn’t that like, the opposite of evil? How do you manage to maintain your reputation?”

“I’m not that kind of evil,” Yonah said, getting a 16th Apple. “I’m not after money or power. I’m the cantankerous hermit Mage who curses people for looking at my flowers wrong. And the grumpy giant who terrorizes people for fun.”

“You do like to eat people, that’s for sure.”

Sophia suddenly didn’t feel like eating another apple.

Yonah did, as he took his 17th.

“Not my fault you smallfolk taste so good!”

He chose that moment to take a crisp bite of the apple and wink at her.

She elbowed him for his cheekiness.

At least if he was eating apples he wasn’t eating her. For now… she had her suspicions. And they were never wrong. But she knew he told the truth when he said he doesn’t eat people and food at the same time. Of course… that’s because normally he has to spit them up so quickly that he’d be spitting up his food too, what a waste and also… gross. With her ability to sit safely in his gut for hours that’s plenty of time for the food to be gone before she needed to be released. Thus it would only be gross for her.

So far that had only happened once, and it wasn’t completely purposeful. She didn’t like to think about that incident, and not because of the brief time spent sitting in food as it digested around her.

Ok enough of that line of thinking. This little picnic, even if it was just apples, was her reward for doing so well in today’s lesson! Changing the color of objects. That was really fun. She started out merely changing a white painted cube green, but in just a few hours turned the black ink of a letter to her father a shimmering pink! That level of precision was apparently very impressive, and should have taken her a week to learn. If Yonah hadn’t been lying to bolster her ego, and she was fairly certain he wasn't… Because she had studied ahead of time, having sneaked a peak at his lesson plans.

It wasn’t easy. With the giant’s sense of smell he could often tell when she’d been somewhere she normally didn’t frequent. But she spent more time by his mail than normal in preparation for her snooping.

Paid off! With a great performance in a lesson, he didn’t “punish” her with a time out in his stomach.

Instead she rested her arms and head on his pillow-like middle, rising and falling with his even breaths. The wind rustled the tree canopy, causing the sunlight to dance across the princess and the wizard. She let him wrap a warm arm around her as he lay back against the tree and closed his eyes.

When she awoke she felt no more wind, and there was considerable pressure pressing down on her, and she was laying on a soft squishy surface. And it was intensely warm.

For a moment she thought Yonah had swallowed her in her sleep. Before realizing how ridiculous that would be. There’s no way she could sleep through being literally shoved down his throat. And she was dry, and still made of flesh.

Yonah had returned to his normal size while they napped and now she was lying underneath his heavy palm. He was sound asleep.

Adjusting her stiff limbs she found a much better position, and promptly returned to her nap.

Yonah woke slowly, first noting that his arm was no longer wrapped around the princess, for she was snoozing under his hand. All curled up, just her head poking out so she could breathe. So serene and happy. Gosh she looked so adorable.

And smelled… so delectable.

His mouth watered. The apples seemed so long ago now. Especially now he wasn’t so small. That was the problem with size changing. He could fill up on food so easily when reduced, feel so full but never satisfied, and then feel so empty the moment he changed back.

However… he didn’t have to feel this way. But he didn’t want to spoil his appetite.

He fiddled with the bottle of glass paste on his belt. Sophia looked so peaceful. He didn’t know if he could disturb her… Then again. She can just as easily sleep inside his stomach as on top of it.

Gently, he applied the smallest amount of paste to his fingers and stroked Sophia’s side. She moved but did not wake.

Even when he uttered the spell. And….

Opening one eye he found the princess snoozing as if nothing happened.

She did not wake until he delicately picked her up and brought her to his face. And didn’t fully wake up until her torso was in his mouth and he was licking her thoroughly.

ARRRRGGGGHHH!!

He ignored her screaming.

The problem with turning Sophia into glass is she tastes like… Well… glass. At least, after he licked off the lingering layer of delicious human flavor! Mmmmmmm. Savory beyond belief.

Of course, as he licked off the flavor he had to swallow her down to reach the parts un-licked.

She was fighting against him, knowing she wasn’t strong enough; though it was a bit uncomfortable as her glass limbs scraped his teeth, sending shivers down his spine. But he didn’t care, as he worked the form into his throat and swallowed. No problem. The struggles and the stretching hurt, and not insignificantly but not enough to worry him or cause him to panic. The kicking feet were at his lips and he held them between two fingers as he gulped down more of the princess, the feet entering his mouth for him to enjoy, her glass shoes slipping off into his hand.

Soon there was no more human in his mouth, she was all in his esophagus. Well mostly, her arms made it to his stomach at the same time her feet dropped below his collar.

It was comforting that once she filled up his stomach she didn’t continue to scream and instead made herself comfortable. Lots of movement, feeling around his stomach for the best spot to flop down, and give him some nice kicks and punches.

He liked to watch his stomach as she did this. Marvel at how well she fit there, just full enough to be noticeable. Her moments occasionally visible as fleeting and minuscule dents. Once she settled he put a hand over the spot. The solid mass was still moving around, just less forceful.

There was a considerable amount of grumbling.

“Something wrong princess?” Yonah said in a soft singsong voice.

He earned himself some kicks with that remark.

“You mean other than the fact that I’ve been eaten alive?!” she growled, “I was enjoying the nice day, with my friend, outside!!”

“Well, now you can enjoy it inside your friend!” he pat his stomach affectionately, which made it bounce a bit, causing Sophia to unbalance as she bounced too. In his mind he imagined her smiling or frowning. Both were equally cute options.

“It’s not the same, Yonah!”

Exasperated!

Now he could picture it perfectly, and he rubbed at the spot where Sophia was once more curled up. Her glass form made her much more solid, and sat much heavier in his gut. It was a pleasant weight. She pushed back against his fingers. Poking himself in various locations, Sophia scrambled about to attack each spot, a little game that continued for an amusing minute.

“You don’t seem too mad with me,” he finally said, wanting to make sure.

The princess had done incredibly well in her lesson today. That meant she avoided detention in his gut. That didn’t stop Yonah from rewarding himself for a job well done.

“Yeah, well,” Sophia mused, playfully, “I saw the look in your eyes earlier. Would have appreciated you giving me more warning, even just nudging me awake first. ”

As she spoke she turned her back to the front of the stomach and pushed an open palm into the stomach walls, which forced her to stretch out as far as she could, stretching the stomach. Then she dragged the arm down and up. And down and up. She repeated this with her other hand as well. There was a rewarding shudder all around her.

Yonah closed his eyes, his face the picture of soft bliss as the princess stroked his insides. It wasn’t often she was this tender with him.

“I know you like messing with me,” she continued, and felt his little chuckle, “And you know I’ll get you back for this,” she switched to using her feet, bracing her arms to keep herself stretched out.

Yeah… He didn’t expect to get off scott free, but he really didn’t expect to be rewarded with belly rubs! Yonah pressed his fingers against Sophia, stroking her as she did him, letting her know he appreciated this gift. How he had ever lived without this he didn’t know, and it had only been a few months ago when he had!

Of course, when he first got this job he had never eaten a small folk, only tasted them. In fact, he couldn;t imagine ever eating one. Until the thieves started arriving. It hadn’t taken long for him to get used to the occasional snack.

But the princess was not an adventurer. They cried; she playfully protested.They panicked; she massaged. Thieves had to be spat up before they died (he prided himself in usually getting them out before they were harmed at all). Sophia could snuggle with him for hours, and she had. He could fall asleep with her tucked safely away within him, and she would fall asleep too.

Waking up with a still full belly… there was nothing quite like it. And he fell asleep looking forward to when he would.

It took Sophia a few more minutes to settle down to continue her rudely interrupted nap. First, she knew that she could put him to sleep fast by keeping up the massaging. Second, she wasn’t ready to sleep just yet. Turns out, stewing in your captors stomach provided the properly motivating environment to think up some sweet sweet revenge.

Even as she released the tension in her limbs and leaned back. For a few minutes she let the pulse soothe her, it was strongest at her back. She let the gently flexing walls rock her to and fro; slick and soft and warm, she let the heat of his body seep into hers. She had to admit, it was nice. Intensely, intensely weird, but nice.

This still warranted payback. She’d heard of a way to melt wizards, and according to those sources it didn’t kill them, it didn’t even hurt them.

But… she could think… later… sleep… now.

[FIN]

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#safe vore #soft vore #g/t vore #extreme cuddling #vore art #vore writing

[mintchocolateleaves]

Locked Out The Other Side (1/?)

Summary: At the end of the day, Jake isn’t brave, or an adventurer. He wants to be, but he is not. He is just a sixteen-year-old boy who wants to go home, Or, on Earth-C, Jake can't find himself settling down in the same way others do. So, he decides to head somewhere that seems more like home. His own, personal adventure.

Notes: You guys KNEW THIS WAS COMING. I mention reading HS, you all should have known. Okay so essentially, I love Jake. I wanna write a lot for him. If tumblr’s being a pain then here’s an [AO3 Link]

Jake isn’t exactly sure what he’s expecting the moment he opens his eyes, but honestly, it’s not this. He’s not expecting to wake up halfway across the tiny village they now call home, with goosebumps on his arms and eyes staring up at the stars. He’s pretty sure he should be back in his new room, the one that’s bare of any movie posters, and not in the cold of the evening.

Although really, he says that it’s cold, but frankly, it’s not that much. Not really.

Sure, goosebumps are rising up his skin, but that doesn’t mean he’s not comfortable, lying here and staring up. It’s nice knowing that he’s one of the reasons these stars exist now, except, well, not really, he didn’t really do anything and Jake knows that and-

Oh.

Maybe lying down here looking up at the stars isn’t so comfortable after all.

He pushes himself up, blinks as he rubs at his eyes and checks to see if his phone is in his pocket. In the past, he used to text mainly with his skull-top helmet, but now that seems kind of… silly. And impractical.

Nowadays it’s just him and his phone, and honestly, Jake is surprised when pushing into his pocket shows that he does, in fact, have his phone on him. For a moment it was a little nice to think maybe, in the depths of the evening, it had been just him.

Still, his phone is here, still mostly charged, and so he takes the opportunity to check Pesterchum. He wouldn’t want to be ignoring anybody, because honestly, he’s probably a bit too skilled at ignoring people and that’s not a skill he should be condoning.

Honestly, he shouldn’t be surprised that there are none.

He scrolls down and there are messages from the day before, all of them answered in quick succession because else the same tightness in his chest would return. A message from John mentioning how they’re hosting a movie night and wouldn’t it be cool if Jake joined them? A quick hello from Roxy asking if he was going to explore a little bit with her, Jane and Dirk.

Both rejected.

It’s not that Jake doesn’t want to watch any movies, but the idea of getting together in a big group kind of leaves him feeling kind of… strange. Like, he’d probably be so focused on not making a huge fool of himself that he’d end up making a fool of himself – and even then, he wouldn’t even be watching the movie.

He’d told John maybe another time. Maybe they could watch movies with just the two of them? He kind of thinks that’d be nice.

And the whole Roxy exploration idea? Gee, it’d be cool and all, he’s always loved exploring but well. Jane hates him, and Dirk was so mad at him when they broke up and honestly, most days he thinks Roxy’s only being nice to him because she’s like, pitying him and just being polite.

His phone buzzes.

-- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering golgothasTerror [GT] at 04:21 --

GG: hi jake!!!

GG: couldnt sleep either huh

GT: Not really.

GG: that sucks :(

GG: i cant really sleep either so i was just tending to the plants were growing

GG: have you been to the green house yet

GT: Not yet.

GG: its pretty cool im growing pumpkins again

GG: remember in our letters how i was always losing pumpkins

GG: i recently found out that it was roxy who was taking them shes really cool :)

GT: Yeah.

GG: hey jake are you okay you dont seem okay :(

GT: Gosh jade i didn't mean to worry you!!

GT: I'm actually feeling quite merry right now!

GT: I woke up because it's a bit chilly in here so i'm going to get nice and toasty and head back to sleep.

GT: Sorry i can't stay and talk but an adventurer needs his sleep you know!!

GT: until tomorrow jade!

-- golgothasTerror [GT] ceased pestering gardenGnostic [GG] at 04:24 --

GG: ok

GG: :(

GG: im worried about you jake

GG: ill talk to you tomorrow

-- gardenGnostic [GG] ceased pestering golgothasTerror [GT] at 04:31 ----

 Jake slips his phone back into his pocket, pushing himself up so he can hug his knees. Now that he’s firmly not looking at the sky and the stars, he’s staring out past their village, to the trees that seem to loom over them.

He’s not sure whether they loom because they’re so large, or whether it’s because recently he’s been feeling pretty small.

Jake isn’t entirely sure, but he doesn’t really think the difference is that large anyway, so not knowing is fine. Adventurers don’t mind not knowing things, and Jake is an adventurer, even if he’s not really been doing much of that recently.

Breathing out a sigh, he blinks again.

Funny how since they’ve come to Earth-C they’ve all pretty much stayed in the same area. Sure, they adventure out sometimes – like Roxy and the others, they’d been fine with looking around the immediate vicinity – but he doesn’t think that they’ve gone any further than a few miles.

Maybe because they’ve got a home here, and there’s no point searching for anything else when they’ve already got that.

The only thing is, with the busyness of this entire place, the amount of people – human, troll or carapace – Jake doesn’t really consider this place to be home. He’s got a room, and he’s got his own space, but home isn’t…

Home isn’t this.

It is secluded, hidden away on an island that is purely his. It’s overgrown vines and mystic ruins, isolation and seclusion. It’s having the space to be on his own without ever feeling like he’s trying to hide away.

Disappearing is something Jake’s been trying to do recently. He’s not altogether good at it, but he’s not bad at it.

Really, it’s not that he wants to disappear, but rather: Jake wants what he’s wanted since their session ended, since it even began, and that’s just… to go home. Earth C is so foreign to what he’s used to, that most days he thinks that maybe everything he’s remembering is gone for good.

Actually, that isn’t a half bad idea.

If it’s impossible to feel settled here, in his bare room and isolated state, nervousness swimming through him – then why doesn’t he try to find the home he remembers? This new earth is similar in a lot of ways, so he reckons he could find at least something resembling the pacific island he’d lived on.

And if he can find it, then surely, he can… settle there.

It’s not like this place is really tying him down. He doesn’t know most of the people living here well enough to be tied to them, and those he does know? Roxy, Jane, Dirk…

Well, then they have their space from him. He wouldn’t want the lot of them to be anymore pestered by him than they already have.

It’d be an adventure.

And adventurer would definitely go for it. They’d map out the lands they explored, take note of the terrains as they search for the treasure that they’re certain is out there. They’d explore everything, they’d see places that they’d never been before and goddammit, maybe Jake hasn’t been an adventurer in a while but he-

He kind of wishes he could be one now.

He wishes he believed in himself enough to be one, to take that first step and grab everything he needs, to let everyone know that he’s going to find something great, past this village that they’re trying to raise. Jake wishes he was brave enough for that.

But he’s come to realise that honestly, he feels more like a fake, feels more like a coward than anyone brave, so he doesn’t. He doesn’t have the courage to let everyone know, to be an adventurer who gets to go on some sort of quest.

At the end of the day, Jake isn’t brave, or an adventurer. He wants to be, but he is not.

He is just a sixteen-year-old boy who wants to go home.

And that want is all he needs to decide to head out in search of it. It is not an adventure. It’s not some miraculous journey for him to find himself, or anything. It’s just Jake, and his head, and the thought that maybe things will feel a little better when he’s home.

-

It is a bright morning, the skies holding no clouds in sight, and Roxy Lalonde is ready for action.

She’s got a lot of plans in action for today, actually, because the sun is bright and although she’s late to push herself out of bed, she’s got things to do.

Most of the things are similar to yesterday. Help build a little more of the village up, help Jane with some baking, spend some time drawing with Callie. But today – today Roxy has a brand-new plan that she’s been musing over for a while.

Well, it’s more something she’d tried in a different way before, but today she’s pushing the issue. No longer will she skirt around it.

Roxy is going to find a way to bring their friendship group together again.

She’s been trying to subtly bring them altogether for a while now, and frankly, it’s been harder than she’d expected. Well – not really. The motion has been mostly a success.

Callie has integrated into the group easily enough, which has been amazing. And Jane has become much more comfortable talking with Dirk again, which is even better, because Roxy had been lowkey worried that their mutual affections would cause some bittersweet rivalry.

And Roxy herself, has managed to get over the big, awkward crush she’d tried to force onto Dirk in the past, managed to move past to a point where their conversations don’t seem as strained anymore.

There’s only one person that they’re missing and that’s Jake.

Roxy isn’t a fool, she knows when someone is dodging her attempts to bring everyone together, and Jake has been doing just that. He’s kind of a shut-in to be honest, turning down all of her promises for adventure before she even has the chance to emphasise how awesome they’re going to be.

But enough is enough.

Today is the day.

Roxy’s got her game on and she’s going to drag Jake out on an adventure with them today, whether he wants to or not. Even if he throws a tantrum and the entire day goes horribly for it, she doesn’t care.

They’re going to hang out because how else are they supposed to get over all the things they’ve said and done to each other as a group. She won’t let him remain idle while the rest of the universe moves on.

No throwing away of friendships today, no, no.

Jake lives near the end of the village, on the side nearer to the river than the forest. It’s not that far a distance from where Roxy herself lives, so she settles on walking, letting her kitten, Frigglish the second, pad along beside her for some exercise.

“Let’s go get Jake,” she says to the cat, leaning down to run her fingers through soft fur, grinning as the cat follows beside her. “This is going to be so, frickin’ sweet.”

 -- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] started pestering gutsyGumshoe [GG] at 11:05 --

TG: janey

TG: adventrue today!!!

TG: *adventure

TG: be ready okay

GG: Alright, see you soon! :B

GG: Cupcakes?

TG: hells yeah <3

-- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] stopped pestering gutsyGumshoe [GG] at 11:09 --

 -- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] started pestering timaeusTestified [TT] at 11:10 --

TG: di-stri!!!

TG: ur adventurin wit/ us today right??

TG: u cant say no

TT: If I can’t say no, then isn’t the answer yes?

TG: exactly!!

TG: see u there

-- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] stopped pestering timaeusTestified [TT] at 11:14 --

 -- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] started pestering golgothasTerror [GT] at 11:15 --

TG: jakey-boiii

-- golgothasTerror is now an idle chum! --

TG: dammit jake

TG: were draggin you out of isolation

TG: this is a prison break

TG: we wont take no for an answer

-- tipsyGnostalgic [TG] stopped pestering golgothasTerror [GT] at 11:16 --]

 “You know what Frigglish the second,” Roxy says, glancing down at her cat as it pads along beside her, coming to a stop just outside the door to Jake’s house. “I think this adventure is going to be pretty epic.”

Frigglish the second lets out a small mewl that Roxy takes as agreement. Then, he lets out a second mewl that’s a slightly different pitch. Roxy implies the meaning to be one of, knock on the door already.

Roxy does.

Knuckles rapping on the door, she offers three sharp knocks, waiting for the any signs of life behind the door. She doesn’t know much about Jake’s sleeping habits recently, but she doesn’t think he’d still be asleep at eleven in the morning. He’d always seemed like more of an early bird.

“Jake!” She knocks again, this time, several more raps echoing a jingle she remembers enjoying before they’d played Sburb. “Jakey, open the door, we’re going on an adventure!”

Jake does not open the door.

Fine, if he wants to play things that way, Roxy thinks, then she’ll just up her game. She’s not a rogue of the void for nothing.

Closing her eyes, Roxy visualises the object she wants in her mind, fingers tingling slightly as she tries to bring the object into existence. It doesn’t take too long until she feels the object plop into her hand, corporeal and weighty.

“Last chance Jake,” Roxy calls, opening her eyes again. There is no movement. “Fine, I’m coming in.”

Taking the object she’s conjured, she lifts it up to the door handle. It’s a key, brass coloured, and it fits within the hole almost as if it were the real thing. Maybe because with her powers, it pretty much is.

The door unlocks with a faint click, and Roxy pushes it open, wincing slightly at the creak. Jake’s really got to put that on his to-do list, creaks like that belong in a horror movie or something.

“Jake?”

She searches through the rooms individually, glancing around. Some areas are messier than others, but most importantly, they’re all empty. No life in sight other than Roxy and her cat.

Jake is gone.

#homestuck #jake english #jade harley #dirk strider #dirkjake #jane crocker #roxy lalonde #mywriting #Fic: Locked Out The Other Side

[lifesizehysteria]

I've debated sending this because I'm not trying to start a whole big thing. I know people have strong opinions on this but sometimes I think Stef's change of style and even personality in the last of s5 and gt (I know!) isn't maybe sooo out of left field and uncharacteristic. I feel like when they finally got down to talking at the retreat, that may have been a huge watershed moment for her. She's had to spend her whole life being on guard and defensive about her sexuality to protect herself - armor up - and then she just laid her biggest secret in front of Lena and what a relief to know Lena still loved her and wasn't upset. She could be freer and more secure in who she is w/o fear of rejection and didn't need to hide behind the tough facade she built up. She's always been so protective with a huge heart for the people she loves and now she doesn't need to be loud about it. I don't know maybe I'm way off base but I just felt like I could see it happening.

Okay so, I actually agree with you on this except when it comes to Stef’s style. I 100% believe that moment was a huge breakthrough for her and that since then she’s been able to work a lot on herself, understanding herself, accepting herself, etc. That being said, for me, her journey to “looking the way she wants to look” when she cut her hair was so crucial to her character development that it should have only strengthened after she had that breakthrough at the retreat. She should have come further into herself, been even more comfortable with herself and how she presented herself to the world. I don’t think that presentation had anything to do with needing to look or feel hard/protective/whatever. I think that’s just who she was and wanted to look like. Obviously people change, what they like changes, etc. and I would have been far less bothered by her growing her hair back out if she hadn’t gone completely backwards into full femininity. If she’d still been wearing more androgynous clothing or at least women’s clothing styled into a more androgynous style, having her hair pulled back into a longer ponytail wouldn’t make that much of a difference. So that’s where I’m at. If her changing so much works for you, that’s great! We all interpret characters differently. For me, she’ll always lean a little to the masc side because that’s who she is to me. :)

#also please don't ever worry about sending something! #even if you know it's something i don't agree with #our headcanons don't have to be the same #as long as you're not being rude about it! #stef adams foster #anon #ask box #message

[dclas]

let’s do this again shalla we??? this is dallas my complete dweeb nd is just so awkward god im excited to get into her she’s brand new yall inspirRED me. like this if i can message you for plots.  

ok so she’s inspired a lot of amy santiago bc uh that’s just whom i happen 2 b fictionally in love with while i’m making this , not bg wise tho 

she grew up on a vegetable farm!!!!! a little corn shucker!!! her parents are both very liberal and almost like... hippies i wanna say ( so like idk where she got her personality from but like...... wrow) well her mom was tbh her dad decided to join the military l8tr in life i’d hardly call that a hippie

n e ways they were always very carefree like almost too carefree.... she could’ve drank 5 bottles of tequila at 10 yrs old nd almost died nd they’d have been like “all part of growing up we’re proud of u!!!!”

she was kinda sheltered at the same time tho.... like home schooled wt a couple other kids from her road nd never rly went out of her county other than for shopping stuff 

it gave her this feAR of like the outside world not rly fear but like tbh she’s very intimidated by it all even tho at the same time she loves it bc like it’s a big crowd no one knows u no one knows ur loony mum even tho that’s also why she hates it

she’s kinda like a modern day fake hippie like she’s all abt peace and love nd does yoga to balance her shakras but that like.... makes her feel like her life is nice n balanced she’s been like that since bein a baby 

when she was 14 she got diagnosed wt lukemia ST SHE NEVER TALKS ABT EVER nd it was like rly weird nd bad for her not bc of the actual cancer but like her parents reacted so weird like they got kinda distant nd did not handle it well at all nd were like emotionally absent nd it made them fight all the time and yeah vry sad /: bc she could sense they were sad nd rly blamed herself /:

she got 2 remission eventually  but in the hospital she made a rly goo d friend who didn’t make it nd it was hr first real experience with death nd he was the same age as her nd it rly just shook her up nd definitely didnt help wt her anxiety like she def doesnt live life fully n e more

@ 16 after they were sure she was in remission her dad joined the military after leaving or however the american version works nd they had 2 move , nd then move again nd dallas kinda rly developed a taste for that like she likes the idea of being new and fresh w/o ppl looking at her 

her mom didn’t take it well nd she became distant like permanently nd kinda checked out on dallas nd she would apologize after disappearing 4 days nd it’d be ok n then she would go do it again nd have no money nd be in rough shape acting like a total scrub asking HER for money nd yeaaaaa

it was just really disappointing to her ////: nd it rly shook dallas up bc like she was older then not like when her mom got distant when she was a kid and got mad at her nd there ws a big giant fight b4 dallas left for college nd her nd her mom didn’t speak for a long time 

n e ways dallas came for computer nerd stuff bc that kid she met in the hospital got her into it nd she’s loved it every since like trynna be mr.robot over here for real even tho like,,,, she rly wants to be a game developer like she’s so fckn nerdy about that 

she’s so like,,,,, structured nd type a partially bc she had no structure like any of her life hfjdkghjthrgj so she hates feeling lost or out of control nd she just rly needs.... a break.... she needs 2 have fun and not care for once

she’s so competitive too /: it’s like she feels like she has something to prove like bc she doesn’t want 2 end up like her mom she’s so proud it’s literally so annoying /:::: 

she’s so scared of like,,, everything i mean i wouldnt say like scared but she used 2 be so sheltered that it’s like..... nerve racking she’s a v flighty and anxious person but like on the inside most of the time ghfjkhgjkfh

this girl is so kind like........ she doesn’t have a selfish bone in her body she’s nice just bc it’s the right thing 2 do nd like if ur mean.... she might cry but she won’t even be mean to u i don’t think she knows how 2 be 

it’s kinda hard to tell sometimes tho like her personality is kinda like the resting bitch face thing bc she’s so awkward nd quiet tht ppl probs think like “wow she’s rly stuck up ,, thinks she’s better than everyone else” but they’re all bein fooled 

she’s like,,,, a gaming goddess like legit ppl know abt her she’s a staple in the community 

she found out like a few months ago the lukemia relapsed nd she’s like /: kind of detached from the fact that like... wrow that’s bad nd it’s like bad timing too bc her is coming back into her life atm nd she doesn’t want her 2 find out abt it and get weird again nd like,,,, she doesn’t rly wanna tell anybody ya /: 

her mom is already letting her down tho /: she doesn’t want to see it but /: she’s still up 2 the same tricks  /: 

dallas is already becoming like,,, successful :))) so proud of my baby she’s already put some apps out nd worked under some p big deals so like :))) im so proud of her 

she’S SO NERDY oh my god even her humor is like lame.... but like in the hip dad joke lame way it’s actually rly cute

is a sensitive baby 

eyah she’s adorable im v excited for her she just needs 2 loosen up ... a lot ... she needs 2 be cared abt

plots mayb???

anything here

bff someone tht she’s comfortable with nd actually 100% herself around it’d be so cute i love friendships i love brotps she probs make s them a lot of food and sends them the freshest memes nd like... beautiful 

unexpected friends like not 2 be stereotypical but someone legit cold nd who doesn’t give a heck abt anything nd is kinda not the nicest like wrow,,,, i love opposites 

hmmmm give me someone who she can crush on .... she a big lesbean .... she’s so awkward 2 ,,, wow

calling other nerds?????? who else is she gon gush too 

ex gfs 

someone who has a lil crush on her wuld be fun too bc she’s so oblivious she’d never notice nt even if they said anything 2 her

jake to her amy like not the romantic way but the shit head odd friendship kinda way ykkkkkkkkkkkkk 

definitely someone who tries to gt her to be wild and drags her 2 random things

older brother/sister protective kinda thing bc she def needs that person in her life for her sanity 

ok elt’s plotttttt

#( ooc ) #bernard:intro #PLEASE PLOT WT HER #there r so many selena's out there i trie d 2 do a unique take HOPE IT WRKED

[the-little-shoebox]

Warm Welcome

(A gt prompt story based heavily on an RP a friend and I were doing. The prompt was Warmth and I only own the little ones. Enjoy!) No, no. Closer... better? Nope, worse.

Casey squirmed and shifted every which way to find that perfect position, but everything was another fluke. Every twitch and every other little movement felt twice as exaggerated and not to mention uncomfortable against the laminate wood floor. A groan of frustration sounded from the back of her throat, the little one opening her eyes and sitting up. It was still just as dark as it always was at this hour, both the natural and artificial lights gone for the night.

Why was this so hard? Sleep was one of the easiest things someone could possibly do. It was the result of doing absolutely nothing. Her hands raked through her long hair, as black as the shadows she hid in. Her eye caught a shape off to her side, the familiar form of Maddie. The older sibling was out like a light, on her stomach underneath her own blanket of black. Casey smirked out of spite, shaking her head. “How can you sleep like that so easily?” She knew once Maddie was out, it was the same as hibernation. Nothing could get her up and running... unlike her. Casey couldn’t count the times she found herself in this situation, wide awake and just watching the giant world with Maddie sleeping by her side. She sighed at the familiar feeling, sitting still and pretty with unblinking eyes.

They weren’t in their normal woodland home. The wood around them wasn’t branches or the inside of their tree trunk camp. No, this wood was taken and used to build a massive structure just off the forest… she remembered it was called a cabin by the ones that lived here. It was a strange thing to think about why anyone would have something so complicated made and fill it with all sorts of things. Why here? How long would this take to make? How long did they last? Casey’s curious thoughts weren’t helping her insomnia right now.

The little girl sighed as she tried quieting these thoughts, pushing herself off the floor and slowly moving forward. A restless mind made a restless body. She creeped out from the crawlspace under the couch, the small space they may have taken over during their stay here. Her eyes were already adjusted to the dark, the bright green circles flicking slightly as she became more and more in the open. A breath got caught in her throat. Being exposed like this felt wrong, like a thousand eyes could now see her in all her shivering splendor.

“Just relax Casey. Nothing can get in. We’re fine,” She whispered to herself, hugging her arms close to her chest. Everyone had assured her that nothing dangerous could get in easily. No birds, no snakes, nothing that would happily snatch either of them up for a midnight snack. Even Maddie kept saying that this place was the safest place they could be right now. Casey still couldn’t believe that fully. Everything was so foreign and new, not to mention just the scale they could never escape. Everything around was a threat, looming over constantly. These were the thoughts that kept eating at her little mind, whether she liked it or not.

She took a deep breath to come back down to Earth, rubbing her arms as she noticed how cold it had gotten. Maybe it was the cooler temperate, maybe it was the tiny body that could barely keep body heat with lighter clothes. Either way, Casey wasn’t going to get any sleep shaking like a mouse. A shiver ran up her chill spine, looking around for the closest source of warmth.

“Let’s see…. Maddie has some warmth, but not that much. A fire’s out of the question for reasons you don’t need to go over. No blankets around here either.” She muttered all the possible options out loud, pacing back and forth in thought. That helped keep her blood flowing, but that wasn’t what she wanted right now. She needed to think of something else, something that would be effective.

She only paused when another cold chill moved through her skin. “Are cabins always this drafty?” She growled, pulling down her sleeves more. She was going to has to get Maddie to mention this to Esther in the morning. Wait a second…. She slowly turned her attention towards a hallway. No, that was stupid. She couldn’t possibly think about in at this hour of the night. So much could go wrong, would go wrong.

Casey, don’t even think about it.

She looked back to the bottom of the couch, inviting her to come back to the safety of the shadows for the night. The temptation was strong, but it wasn’t as strong as her current need. Warmth. Taking another deep breath to chill her nerves, Casey’s feet began the trek out of the living room and deeper into the cabin.

In all honesty, the cabin wasn’t that bad like this. It was quiet and calming, nothing but air in the expanses surrounding her. The pitter-patter of light rain started to catch her attention, a steady drone in the background as she continued forward. Casey thought back, back to when Maddie and her first ended up under this roof on a rainy afternoon. How long ago had that been? How long had they been here since that first encounter?

Counting days would have to wait, the little one suddenly at their destination in front of the bedroom. Casey held her breath as she entered through the cracked door, scanning the area for any possible danger. She wasn’t a fan of entering this room, especially by herself unannounced. It just seemed wrong to intrude, but the growing shivers made this an exception to the rule. Her gaze focused on the large bed in the middle of the room and the two humans she knew to be resting there. Esther and her male friend Kesdail. They were fast asleep it seemed, covered in blankets and sheets made for their kind by their kind. They certainly looked comfortable and snug, good.

Swallowing her nerves, Casey crept closer and closer to the bedside. It towered over her as an imposing cliff side, steep as one too. This part she wasn’t afraid of. No, this was the easy part. Casey took hold of the sheet hanging over and pulled herself upward, climbing upon the fabric with ease and agility on her side. Soon enough she was pulling her body over the edge, raising to somewhat of a stand on the top. Now came the part she was dreading.

Slowly but surely Casey turned herself around, face to face with one of the sleeping humans. Even in the darkness of the room, she could tell it was Esther. Her glasses were off and some strands of brown hair were drooping over her face, still and tranquil. One of her hands poked out from under the covers nearby, slightly closed and limp. Casey just stood there in silence, blinking at this quiet scene. She looked so peaceful like that, far in dreamland unaware of anything. On a scale like that it was amazing to behold for Casey, especially this close. This had to be the closest she ever let herself willing get to one of the humans. That sent a lot of mixed feelings in the pit of her stomach. Curiosity, fear, wonder, anxiety, fatigue. A small squeak of a yawn crawled out of Casey’s throat, immediately making her cover her mouth.

Turn back now Case. It’s wrong to disturb them.

This was here last chance to turn back the way she came. Just a quick scurry back to the couch and no one would know she had been here. She felt like she could get into a lot of trouble for doing this…. For even thinking of doing this. Yeah, she needed to turn back now while she still had the chance. “What were you even thinking?” Casey quietly scolded herself, shaking her head and turning back to climb down towards the floor.

Suddenly the low sound of thunder rumbling from outside, shaking the cabin enough for Casey to feel. That sudden noise caught the skittish kid off guard, making her muffle a shout and instantly freeze up in her spot. If she was chilly before, she was now cold as a ghost from that scare. She was left trembling, backing closer towards Esther. Screw trying to get back. She didn’t need another heart attack like that. She looked back towards the woman, eyes trailing towards her exposed hand. Before she could second guess herself, another bout of thunder rolled overhead. Instead of locking up Casey instantly went into hiding, scooting right under the human’s palm. Her eyes were wide as she looked out, catching her breath and calming herself down as she focused on the rain outside.

Normally what she just did would be closer to suicide in her head, putting herself right in the clutches of something much larger than herself. But now, this just felt safe. Nothing would dare come after her here, not storm or monster. Plus, giant hands were very warm. Another little yawn emerged out of Casey, the sudden rush of fear disappearing and leaving her drained of any energy she had left. Before she knew it, Case has curled up underneath the tent of fingers, finally ceasing her shaking and drifting off to sleep. A few moments later, a small smile was etched in Esther’s expression, the fingers, closing just a small bit more around the sleeping child the took refuge under them.

#GT Writing #Esther #casey #THIS IS SO OLD #I AM PUTTING TAGS ON IT IN 2020! #I POSTED THIS SHIT IN 2017

[torentialtribute]

Can Jamie Chadwick be Formula One’s first woman driver for 43 years?

Even by Jamie Chadwick's standards, things are moving fast. Since April, the 21-year-old from Bath has won two of the first four races of the all-female W series inaugure season and has been signed by the Williams Formula One team as the Williams team developer.

& # 39; This year it feels like it's gone stupidly fast and my feet haven't touched the ground yet, "Chadwick said. & # 39; Certainly in the last four or five months it is starting to feel much more that that F1 dream can come true. I have no illusions how difficult it will be for F1. As a young driver, it was something you would always say you wanted, but you never really believed it was possible. But with the Williams relationship, things are getting closer.

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After confirming her signing, the F1 outfit's Deputy Team Leader described Chadwick as & # 39; a female role model who will hopefully inspire young girls to race &

The team has been here before, Susie Wolff was the last woman to take part in an F1 weekend when she was driving Williams during the 2015 British Grand Prix training.

Chadwick wants more and it feels different.

On Saturday, Chadwick retained her W Series championship leader with third place in Germany.

Spain's Marta Garcia led from pole to his first win, with Beitske Visser and Chadwick completing the podium. But Chadwick still leads Holland & # 39; s Visser with 10 points with two more races in the series and is clearly the favorite for the title.

In Formula 1, Italian Lella Lombardi is the only woman to score points during an F1 race, with half a point at the 1975 Spanish Grand Prix.

& # 39; I do not refer to the best woman, & # 39; said Chadwick. I just want to achieve what I can achieve. If I was in F1 with a car that is able to score points, I want to score much more than one point. I never really looked up to another driver or wanted to be like someone else. Ultimately I do it for myself because it is what I want to achieve.

& # 39; I know what I think is possible and I want to prove that women can race at the highest level. & # 39;

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drivers to start an F1 race – and is the only one in the world championship.

The Italian, full name Maria Grazia Lombardi, started 12 races for a number of teams between 1974 and 1976 competing against stars such as James Hunt and Niki Lauda

He took a half point by finishing sixth end with the tragic Spanish Grand Prix of 1975, which was stopped due to the crash of Rolf Stommelen, who killed five spectators.

Lombardi (pictured below) died of cancer in 1950, 50 years old.

So why have only two women – Italians Maria Teresa de Filippis and Lombardi – set up on an F1 starting grid? In 2016, top athlete Bernie Ecclestone said that women were physically unable to drive F1 cars.

Three years earlier, the 16-time Grand Prix winner Sir Stirling Moss said that women have the power, but I don't know if they have the mental aptitude to race hard.

For Chadwick, it's just about numbers. & # 39; The physicality of the car & # 39; s is quite high, but I don't think it's the deciding factor why women didn't make it in motorsport, & # 39; she said. & # 39; We can certainly become strong enough to drive those cars. The G-forces are high, but the steering is not very heavy, it is certainly possible – you just have to train a little harder to overdo it, so I don't think that's the reason.

& # 39; There is a bit of a lack of interest, & she added. & # 39; Women are not necessarily on the go-kart track when they are young. So of course, especially in karting, it is dominated by men. It is a bit of a number game – if you only have one girl with up to 20 boys on a go-kart track, you will not see a girl achieving F1.

& # 39; We have also not seen someone so talented enough to take that break in recent years. Hopefully more girls will be involved and with things like the W-series, where the standard is very high and they try to make us better overall drivers, the talent starts to get through. & # 39;

Chadwick was signed by the Williams Formula One team as development director by the Williams Formula One team

Chadwick was drawn by the Williams Formula One team

Chadwick as a development director was relatively late with carting. Hockey and skiing were her sporting passions until the age of 11. Oliver convinced her to try it in Wiltshire's Castle Combe circuit

Children's afternoons spent driving her father Land Rover around the family farm – & I was on fathers

& # 39; I have never really seen the F1 grow up & # 39 ;, she said, & # 39; I have never really seen the F1 grow up & # 39 ;, she said.

& # 39; But I was always a pretty sporty background, so when I started karting the competitive nature of motorsport Instant grabbed me.

& # 39; Then the speed and adrenaline – I had never experienced anything like it. It didn't take long for me to catch the full-on motor sports buggy and that was it – I wanted to be a driver.

At a crossroads in 2013, Chadwick rejected a test with the English Under 18 hockey team in favor of the Ginetta junior trade fair weekend.

Five Ginetta podium places caught the eye of Aston Martin who placed her in their academy, believing that she had paid back by winning the British GT4 championship in 2015, only 17 years old. Chadwick moved to single-seaters and became the first and only woman to win a British F3 race last August

Chadwick describes herself as & # 39; very stubborn and tough & # 39 ;.

I just wanted to get better and I try to win races, so I didn't notice I really had to work harder. I was really surprised about the support I had.

& # 39; I don't think I really heard sexism, but you hear jokes: & # 39; You have been defeated by a girl & # 39; and all that stuff. As long as I insist on merit and earn my place on the grid, that's enough for an answer to sexism or criticism that might be thrown around me.

It is one of three races that she will attend it.

During the next weekend's British Grand Prix at Silverstone, that job is at Williams for the first time.

& # 39; I now feel comfortable in the F1 simulator, so that is definitely a big step, & # 39; she said.

& # 39; Junior Motorsport is changing so much that it is difficult to know exactly what you are going to do in the coming years, so I am very focused on the short term.

From Silverstone, Chadwick travels directly to Assen in the Netherlands for the penultimate race of the W Series season, which ends at Brands Hatch on August 11.

A few weeks off and a & # 39; bit of time to be a normal 21-year-old & # 39; will follow. & # 39; The exposure has been enormous since the W-series, but motorsport is a rather isolating world, so I can go anywhere without being recognized, & # 39; she said.

& # 39; I have some very good friends who are not

& # 39; I love chilling with the dogs at home and I love the Sunday Roast because I have many Sundays miss when I'm on the

& # 39; It will be nice to do that with friends and family and to put myself on the floor. & # 39;

JOHN WATSON'S EXPERTANALYSIS: & # 39; W SERIES CAN GIVE WOMEN TO LOTS OF LIFT & # 39 ; women a much needed lift in Formula 1, but not without the stars making their way through the ranks of both sexes.

& # 39; The one who wins must make the move to F2 or F3 & # 39 ;, says Watson, who raced against Lella Lombardi in 1976, still the last woman to start an F1 race. & # 39; It's nonsense

& # 39; It's an artificial scenario because they're all women, but it gives them a platform. Jamie Chadwick has done quite a lot in GT races and looks promising. But Tatiana Calderon [Alfa Romeo F1 development driver] is in the lower half of the F2 rankings this season.

& # 39; Susie Wolff says there are no opportunities for women, but that is nonsense. If she had been good enough, she could have made it to F1. "

On his old opponent Lombardi, Watson adds: & # 39; I always thought I was racing against a driver – not against a female driver. I saw both her and myself as racers.

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7 Tips To Mastering Yoga and Mediation, From DJ Gina Turner & Holistic Healer Tim Rothschild

7 Tips To Mastering Yoga and Mediation, From DJ Gina Turner & Holistic Healer Tim Rothschild

There is not many career progressions that appear more natural than that of DJ Gina Turner. Growing up in New York, Turner quickly integrated herself into the lively club scene of the city, sneaking into Sound Factory at 14 years old with a fake ID. After earning her college degree in audio production, she moved to Los Angeles to DJ for a dance radio station and later become a nightclub DJ, but wanting creative freedom in her career, she began producing her own house music. To combat the aches and pains garnered from the constant movement within the house music world, Turner turned to yoga, eventually becoming a yoga teacher in 2012.

Tim Rothschild’s career path was more winding. After a tough heartbreak, the former “beer drinkin’” football player threw himself into spiritual healing, using meditation, yoga, and other holistic techniques to heal his body and mind after years of wear-and-tear. After becoming a Nondual Kabbalistic Healer, he founded The Third Thing Network, a multi-media platform designed to explore spiritual healing and exploration.

Rothschild and Turner, who were close friends in high school, came in contact again and couldn’t deny the chemistry of their two worlds. The two eventually created The Divine Movement, providing classes and events that combine music, yoga, and spiritual healing. Now, Rothschild and Turner are prepping to debut their The Divine Movement podcast and will be releasing their single, “Integration,” on March 29.

After giving Billboard a meditation and yoga lesson, Rothschild and Turner sat down to give their top tips on how to use ancient holistic techniques to navigate the hectic modern lifestyle.

Tip #1: Get Comfortable with Yoga By Being Present

Gina Turner: A lot of level one students that I teach say, “I really want to try a level two class,” but people are afraid to go into those classes. I remind people that everyone’s a beginner in yoga because the beautiful thing about it is you’re turning inwards. It doesn’t matter what your neighbor is doing. It doesn’t matter what the person behind you is doing. It doesn’t even matter what you were doing in your last yoga class. Just be here right now and do what feels right for you in this moment. That’s the perfect way to be — not just in yoga, but in everything.

Tim Rothschild: Yoga is a holistic practice. When you do yoga, you’re coming into a relationship with yourself. You come and show up exactly as you are. We’ve all had imperfect upbringings in different ways and we’ve all had uneven levels of development. In yoga, that’s expressed through tight hamstrings or a stiff shoulder or a certain amount competitive anger that shows up when you can’t get to where you want to be. These holistic practices work on your spiritual body, physical body, and emotional body — it’s not just physical.

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Tip #2: Start Your Yoga Practice with Child’s Pose

GT: Child’s pose reminds your body it needs to rest. It relaxes your mind and lets you settle into your practice.

TR: I will not start my practice without it. Child’s pose is my anchor point; it grounds and settles me.

Tip #3: Awaken Your Third Eye

GT: Get into Child’s Pose and rub your Third Eye — the space between your eyebrows — on the mat. The Third Eye is your center of intuition, so when you massage it on the mat, it wakes it up and your body intuitively know what’s right or wrong for you during your practice. it’s also a way to physically relax your forehead because we’re often very tense and furrow our brows [during exercise practices].

TR: I’ve noticed I have a deeper connection to my Third Eye [when I wake it up]. I start to remember its presence more often. At some point, I imagine when people are dancing on the dance floor, we may not even need all the lights. Everyone’s Third Eye will be blasting light all over the place.

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Tip #4: End Your Yoga Practice with Savasana

GT: A lot of times, western philosophy on yoga is only physical. It’s about getting yourself into a pretzel. But really, that’s only one aspect of yoga. Savasana is taking the time to rest and take in the benefits of your practice. It settles everything in.

TR: Any healthy system — and humans are systems — has construction and connection, and it also has deconstruction and disconnection. In between those is stasis or an anchor point, and during that time, that’s where integration [of construction and deconstruction] occurs. At the end of every yoga session, if you can find that balance, that’s where you can integrate the work you’ve done into your mind, body and spirit. Savasana is that integration.  

Tip #5: Yoga Shouldn’t Be Limited to the Classroom

GT: It’s really hard for me to do yoga outside of a class setting, but there are so many amazing resources that allow you to incorporate a practice at home. There’s no excuse. Try to do what you can at home.

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Tip #6: Eating Well is a Discipline

GT: I’m not perfect, but I try to stay as vegetarian as I can on the road. The less packaged stuff you get, the better. I’ve also been on the “I will not pay for food” diet, meaning if I paid for food at that airport, I knew I was paying for junk, so I didn’t. I would eat before I got to the airport and wait until I could go to a healthy store to eat again.

TR: I started to do a lot of intermittent fasting, which means I would only eat certain hours of the day, with a lot of planning and preparation for it. You get the nutrients you need at the right time. You also tune into your body’s GPS system and realize you don’t need to be eating as much as you think you do. But understand each day is different. If you’re moving around and doing a lot of stuff one day, take in a little more calories and nutrients. If you’re doing less another, you don’t need to eat as much.

Tip #7: No One Is an Island

TR: A lot of people think they have to conquer everything on their own. If you are in trouble, there are people out there who would love to support you, including myself.  

  A post shared by The Divine Movement (@thedivinemvmnt) on Feb 5, 2017 at 9:13am PST

This article originally appeared on: Billboard

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hey everyone ! i’m mini and i’ve had my eye on this rp for awhile, so im v happy to be here. let me introduce to you my bb kylie ! this is a big long so i sectioned off the parts explaining what’s what. you don’t have to read it all ! <3

❛ chicago’s very own kylie castillo has been spotted in new york city in a bentley continental gt, welcome ! your resemblance to becky g is unreal. according to tmz, you just had your twenty first birthday bash. your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re hot-tempered, but being brave might help you. i guess being an aries explains that. three things that would paint a better picture of you would be hot cheetos with lime, clean makeup brushes, and soccer on the street. & ( cisfemale & she/her ) + ( mini, 22, she/her, est. )

*also, bc i always have to say this when playing becky g. im latina. :)

also pls like this and i will come to you for plotting bc i know ppl can be shy. (like me)

Basic Information

Full Name: kylie valentina castillo

Nickname(s): bean, ky, kyky, kc, k.

Age: 21

Date of Birth: April 15th 1998

Zodiac sign: aries

Hogwarts house: slythindor (slytherin + gryffindor)

Ethnicity: mexican

Nationality: american

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Orientation: bisexual

Religion: agnostic-catholic

Language(s) Spoken: english + spanish

Accent: american with a hint of spanish

Favourites

Weather: fall

Colour: yellow or pink

Music: sebastian yatra, reik, travis scott, 

Movies: halloween or selena

Sport: soccer, basketball, hockey, volleyball

Beverage: tequila

Food: chicken or carne asada tacos

Animal: lions + dogs

Family

Father: alejandro castillo, soccer player (jersey #7)

Mother: lupe castillo (molina), seamstress

Sibling(s): jaime castillo + luna castillo

Pet(s): sushi and lola (dogs)

BIOGRAPHY

parents history

kylie’s dad is a notable soccer player in latin america, he has played throughout a couple world cups and has been on notable teams, even in europe (Manchester United? Barcelona FC? get back to me on this ahahah) He wore the number 7, believing it always brought luck to him and his family. kylie’s mom was just a normal girl who worked in a dress shop, sewing together sweet 15/16 dresses, which she really enjoyed and was good at. her mom’s family had a business and all the women in the family ran that little shop bc they made sure things ran smoothly. kylie’s parents met unexpectedly in a bar when her dad didn’t want to be noticed and her mom was out on the town with her friends. this turned into a fan marrying her idol sort of thing. it was super cute. 

kylie’s dad got chosen to be a part of the US soccer team, this was after he was dating her mom for about a year. before he could leave he didn’t even realize that lupe (ky’s mom) was pregnant with her older sibling jaime. that led to a quick marriage BUT lupe didn’t want to leave mexico just yet SOOO while her dad went off to the states, her mom stayed in mexico working on her business and it worked out really well for the two. 

two years later, after 2 years of a long distant relationship and the family dress business blowing up in Mexico, turning into a whole fashion empire, lupe finally decided to pack up and go to the U.S.A

along came kylie

kylie was the first born in the U.S.A, so she is american but she frequently travelled to Mexico during her childhood, therefore she understands both english and spanish. she is 100% proud of her ethnicity no matter how much hate she got for it growing up. 

kylie was always closest to her dad, he taught her how to have thick skin and go for your dreams. every night they would play soccer on the streets and he pushed her to be better. Kylie was on several soccer teams growing up, and has a lot of photos, awards, and memories to prove it. all her siblings were in some kind of sport. kylie’s was soccer while her siblings would be volleyball or basketball. they were known on the block as the golden 3 for being involved in sports. 

it didn’t mean she was a tomboy, oh no. while her dad taught her sports, her mom taught her how to be presentable. she would always say ‘let them judge you by what you wear so you can prove them wrong with who you are.’ those are words she lives by everyday when it comes to her appearance. 

her parents really taught her the value of working for what you want, even when kylie did grow up comfortable. her mom’s business was growing so much it was known in chicago and some other parts in the U.S. her dad was known for being one of the best soccer players coming out of latin america (up there with ronaldinho), but they both got to where they were through blood sweat and tears.

on her down time she got really into makeup and fashion, she did it a lot for prom season, posting it up on insta that some celebs hit her up to do their makeup and of course she couldn’t say no to that. kylie makes her own makeup out of natural ingredients that she uses with her clients, it’s something she doesn’t sell exclusively, it’s her best kept secret. 

she’s really popular within the latin american music scene and has done some collabs with english speaking people. those are just passion projects for her. it’s like, she’s known for different things, so she does them, but she’s not sure what she wants specifically.

since she’s tiny, people tend to make fun of her height A LOT, which she doesn’t mind, it pretty funny to her. it’s just something that’s been with her foreverrrrrr.

kylie still plays soccer in a league on her free time. it’s something that keeps her mentally grounded.

life isn’t so perfect * TRIGGER WARNINGS: anxiety, depression *

so being mexican in the U.S.A is never easy, and it definitely wasn’t for kylie that didn’t speak english until she entered school. she was constantly bullied and pushed around because of her ethnicity, because she was tan, unlike the other girls. 

of course she made other friends of color and non-color that accepted her but when you grow up seeing that there are people that hate you for what you’re born into, it damages a person.

for a long time she didn’t accept her body image, trying to lighten her skin or make herself look more accepting, it caused her to spiral into depression, she had a lot of fights with her family about this.

kylie developed anxiety where she overthinks and gets panic attacks, but thats why she still plays soccer competitively. 

kylie’s personality

kylie is literally F I E R C E. she’s got two types of personalities, one where she’s a home body and loves her family, will beat you in a quick game of soccer. she’s that bubbly girl with the laughter, sarcastic remarks followed by a smirk at the end of it

BUT

she is also that girl that when it’s time to work, she is scary. she knows what she wants, she know how she wants it and she will get flustered when it’s not like that. she’s got a whole ‘that BIIITCH’ personality, like when she’s on the red carpet, she just has it going for her kind of thing. 

but she’s a goof, and that’s something everyone will notice. she loves to make people laugh and smile. if you’re an asshole, those are her favorite types where she’s just drawn to those people. 

connections?

old school friends

old school enemies

makeup clientele 

squad?

ride or die

drunk friends

sibling like friends

exes ( good + bad + messy + angsty )

crushes ? 

former lovers to friends

um, anything? let’s brainstorm ! :)

#you know my muse is high when this is about... #an entire novel #phew #wealthyhq:intro