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lizzysnotes · 8 years ago

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tiers 2-6 (gonna keep updating this post as i add new peeps so check back ;D)

HENRY ADAMS (36) tom hiddleston * taken by kate aa Occupation: Software Designer Relationship(s): Clara Neville (girlfriend), Amelia Foster (ex-fiancée), Victor Glass, Frederick Cordel (best friends)

ten years ago, henry was gonna marry amelia but she broke it off soon after they got engaged

so that was fun

she broke his heart!!!!!

didn’t think he would ever love anyone ever again but then he met clara!!!!

they’ve been dating now for a few years and henry!!! loves her so much!!!!!

kinda been toying with the idea of asking her to marry him but he’s so terrified of being hurt again he’s not sure he can do it

he’s been dragging his feet at every new step in their relationship b/c he’s so scared to move forward

suPER SMART and has his own startup company that’s become pretty successful

the type of dude who holds doors open for girls

willing to take calculated risks in his business ventures but not so much with his heart

GILLIAN CARTWRIGHT (27) jennifer lawrence * taken by lizzy Occupation: Relationship(s): Lucas Cartwright, Hannah Cartwright, Sarah Cartwright, Allison Cartwright (sisters), Samantha Thomas (best friend), Nicholas Gray (friend/interest), Nathan Yates (sister’s boyfriend/unsure of), David Carter, Joshua Gordon, Rebecca Taylor, Shannon Ryan, Eloise Ryan, Patrick Nolan (friends), Margaret Gray (irritant/brother’s girlfriend)

jill helps keep the family grounded in reality

their dad was just found guilty of money laundering and tax fraud so he’s in jail now and he and their mom are going through a messy divorce after more than thirty years of marriage

lucas likes pretending that none of this is happening

hannah likes to think that it’s going to be okay!!!! and that’ll he’ll be proven innocent!!!! and everything will go back to normal

sarah likes to be dramatic about it

allison likes to be angry

also everyday they seem to find out more horrible things that he’s supposedly done, so that’s fun

on top of it jill’s recently developed feelings for her best friend’s boyfriend

so that’s fun

sometimes thinks that maybe he feels the same way but she would never, ever act on those feelings!!!!!

pretty worried about her sister’s new relationship with nathan yates

she seems super happy but she’s wondering if they are getting too serious too quickly and is afraid she’s gonna get hurt

super private, super practical

SARAH CARTWRIGHT (26) emma watson * taken by kate aa Occupation: Relationship(s): Lucas Cartwright, Hannah Cartwright, Gillian Cartwright, Allison Cartwright (sisters), Nathan Yates (boyfriend), Joshua Gordon, David Carter, Shannon Ryan, Eloise Ryan, Patrick Nolan (irritants/friends), Margaret Gray (enemy), Madeline Cordel (best friend)

feels!!!!!! emotions!!!!!!!! deeply!!!!

wears her heart on her sleeve

everyone in the room knows exactly how she’s feeling at any given moment

can sometimes be a drama queen honestly

super high energy and giddy when she’s happy

sulky when she’s sad

loves to experience things!!!!! loves to travel!!!!!

hasn’t ever really dated anyone b/f b/c she has supER high expectations

tbh they are probably a little unrealistic

reads too many books and watches too many movies

was kinda in a bad place after her dad went to prison and her parents divorced

spent a lot of time in her room and taking long walks and generally just feeling brokenhearted by it all

has def been in a better mood since meeting nathan tho!!

when she met nathan she was just so!!!! swept up by him!!!!!

seems to understand her more than anyone else she’s ever met

can be a little self-centered and impatient at times but her heart is def in the right place!

loves watching the rain

can tell that david is interested in her and she’s flattered by she wishes he move on so they could just be friends

thinks with her heart not her head

CATHERINE CLARKE (32) gal gadot * open Occupation: Relationship(s): Natalie Clarke, Emma Clarke, Sophia Clarke, Teresa Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (sisters), Mark Carter (friend), Sebastian Cordel (interest), Brian Clarke (cousin)

basically raised her sisters

her mom died when she was 12 and while they still had their dad, he wasn’t the same afterwards

Wine Mom

not ~technically a mom but has it down

says lots of loud and embarrassing things about “her kids”

“i’m a cool mom” ~ cate,

“no she isn’t” ~ lia

AGGRESSIVELY WANTS THEM TO GET MARRIED AND BE HAPPY

sorta feels like it is too late for her???

plus if any guy comes around and tries to get with her she waves them off b/c she doesn’t have time for that

kinda lives vicariously through her sisters and is a little too pushy whenever a guy shows the slightest interest in them

(also lowkey always had a crush on sebastian cordel even tho she knew he hated her and when he got married it secretly crushed her)

honestly has been talking of nothing else but the wedding between joesph cole and emma ever since he breathed in her general direction.

lia is her joy, emma is her pride

loves the middle girls, too, but isn’t as close with them

can be a little dramatic sometimes

needs to know where all of her peeps are at all times so texts them all a lot

EMMA CLARKE (30) emilia clarke * taken by kate aa Occupation: Florist Relationship(s): Catherine Clarke, Natalie Clarke, Sophia Clarke, Teresa Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (sisters), Mark Carter (best friend), Alexandra Cole, Rebecca Taylor (friends), Joseph Cole (interest) Brian Clarke (cousin)

when her cousin brian needed a place to crash, emma was quick to offer the couch to him!!!!

natalie was less happy about it but she let it happen

emma has been the perfect hostess and caters to his every whim!!!!

she’s so nice to him that he doesn’t really wanna leave

(it has been a year)

but that’s just who emma is!

she’s sweet and kind and caring and the word no isn’t in her vocabulary

she’s the “back up mom”

has helped cate mother the other girls but in a much quieter, more helpful way

less in ur face about it. quiet, kind, considerate

sees the good in everyone (even when it isn’t there tbh)

such heart!!!! eyes!!!!! @ joseph cole but too shy to do anything about it.

NATALIE CLARKE (28) alicia vikander * taken by lizzy Occupation: Editor Relationship(s): Catherine Clarke, Emma Clarke, Sophia Clarke, Teresa Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (sisters), Elizabeth Martin, Mark Carter (best friends), Christopher Ellis, Virginia Ellis, Alexandra Cole (annoyances), Brian Clarke (cousin/annoyance), Dominic Young (intrigued), Arthur Ellis, Joseph Cole, Xavier Quaine (friends)

doesn’t take life too seriously

laughs at everything

kinda cynical

wishes chris would stop trying to talk to her

lives with her sis, emma

emma is hands down her fav sibling

loves all of them but honestly rolls her eyes/is frustrated with the other four a LOT. so thankful for everything that catherine did for her growing up but is glad to be out of the house

can be kinda judgemental of other ppl???

impulsive, stubborn, outspoken, vivacious, loving

her cousin brian is currently crashing on their couch b/c emma said he could stay as long as he needs while he finds a new place

emma is so nice to him that natalie is afraid he wants to stay forever

natalie was nice to him at first but it’s been almost a year and now she’s 1000% done w/ him

SOPHIA CLARKE (27) dakota johnson * open Occupation: Relationship(s): Catherine Clarke, Emma Clarke, Natalie Clarke, Teresa Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (sisters), Brian Clarke (cousin), Mark Carter (friend), Xavier Quaine (interest)

awkward turtle?????

the 1 who blends into the background the most of all the sisters

says the wrong thing always

likes to spend her time reading books and with her cat

when she doesn’t know what to say, she just says her favorite quotes????

doesn’t??? always??? make ???? sense????

her headphones are always in

will never hear u if u try to talk to her

can do The Thing where she walks and reads at the same time

talks more to her cat than people

1 time someone was being super annoying and she just hissed at them and they went away

half in love with xavier quaine but they’ve never actually spoken

TERESA CLARKE (25) daisy ridley * open Occupation: Relationship(s): Catherine Clarke, Emma Clarke, Natalie Clarke, Sophia Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (sisters), Brian Clarke (cousin), Mark Carter (friend), Adam Vaughan (interest), Penelope Quaine (friend)

tess is a mess

not ready to Adult

spends too much time hanging out with lia honestly

still lives at home w/ no sense of direction re: her future

kinda immature. doesn’t know how to stop giggling <33333

her greatest life achievement is her twitter followers

also knows how to take flawless snaps

adam once gave her a ride in his car and she’s been <3333 eyes at him ever since

CECILIA CLARKE (20) natalia dyer * open Occupation: Relationship(s): Catherine Clarke, Emma Clarke, Natalie Clarke, Sophia Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (sisters), Brian Clarke (cousin), Mark Carter (friend), Dominic Young (interest)

so! spoiled!

kinda wild.

cate literally cannot say no to her

their mom died when she was born so cate is the only mom she’s ever known

a prime example of what happens when a 12 year old raises you tbh

obsessed with boy bands and reality tv

spends too much time at the mall chasing boys

tess is lia’s bff

they do everything together

the older sister she aspires to be

the only sister who seems to constantly be enjoying herself and for lia that’s just #goals

has a HUGE crush on dominic young

he’s old enough to be her dad but that isn’t stopping her

BRIAN CLARKE (32) zach woods * open Occupation: Relationship(s): Catherine Clarke, Emma Clarke, Natalie Clarke, Sophia Clarke, Teresa Clarke, Cecilia Clarke (cousins), Virginia Ellis (boss), Elizabeth Martin (co-worker/interest), Samantha Thomas (ex-girlfriend), Damon Napier (thinks they are friends but they aren’t)

confident, conceited, awkward, suPER ANNOYING

got out of a long term relationship with Samantha Thomas a year ago

when they broke up, she got the apartment and he went to crash with his cousins, Emma and Natalie

a year later and he’s still living there

they’ve been so nice to him, he doesn’t want to leave

(when i say they, i mean emma)

works for virginia ellis and is at her beck and call 24/7!!!!!!!!!!

the gary to her selina meyer

thinks she’s the greatest person in the world and would speak her praises for dAYS

once she made a comment that brian should date elizabeth and now brian is dETERMINED to win her over

JOSEPH COLE (34) julian morris * taken by lizzy Occupation: Socialite/Philanthropist Relationship(s): Alexandra Cole (sister), Christopher Ellis (best friend), Evangeline Ellis, Natalie Clarke, Genevieve Quaine (friends), Emma Clarke (friend/interest)

energetic and social and loves doing!!!! things!!!!!! and meeting people!!!!!

a puppy in human form

he’s a good boy :)

his sister and bff chris are less likely to want to join him in his ventures but that’s!!! okay!!!! all he has to do is smile at them and they will come grumbling along <3

often gets evangeline excited too and when the two of them are eager to do something, alexandra and chris follow

joe is so!!!! nice and kind to everyone he meets

he has a lot of money and just wants to help everyone!!!!!

does a lot of charity work and lives pretty simply even tho he’s super wealthy

his heart stopped the first time he saw emma clarke!!!!!

he likes her so much he doesn’t know what to do about it

feels like she probably doesn’t like him in that way tho

his sister keeps trying to talk him out of it and it isn’t helping

she says he can do better (but joe knows that isn’t true)

ALEXANDRA COLE (33) felicity jones * open Occupation: Socialite Relationship(s): Joseph Cole (brother), Christopher Ellis (interest), Evangeline Ellis, Emma Clarke, William Cordel (friends), Natalie Clarke (rival)

~*~EYE ROLL QUEEN~*~

honestly hates most of the people in this town

cANNOT STAND people who are “uncultured” (aka poor)

has perfected being passive aggressive

glamorous, ambitious, strategic, well-educated

conniving, petty, sly, critical

has had her eye on christopher ellis since they were kids

has remained single in trying to catch him

hasn’t ever seen him super interested in anyone before so she always thought she had a chance until natalie clarke came into their lives???

alexandra: um no

doing her best to turn his attentions away from her but also pretty confident that natalie is only a passing fancy

does love her bro to pieces tho!!!!!! sometimes thinks he’s a bit of an idiot b/c he’s nice to everyone but y’know

LYNETTE COOPER (29) holliday grainger * open Occupation: Relationship(s): Leon Foster (boyfriend), Victoria Foster (”best friend”), Adrian Neville (interest), Juliana Foster, Amelia Foster (rivals), Madeline Cordel (friend)

knows that the fosters are struggling financially, but has faith that it will one day be restored

literally doesn’t care about any of them, least of all leon, but is sticking it out in hopes to being the next mrs. foster

knows how to stay on leon’s good side (literally just compliments him all the damn time

does the same thing w/ victoria tbh

had a thing for adrian neville but he straight up rejected her and it broke her heart so badly that she’s decided she doesn’t want anything to do with love

hates to see him constantly with juliana

but even she can see that he still loves amelia

amelia used to be her fav of the fosters but now she hates her too

LENNOX DAVIS (32) theo james * taken by kate aa Occupation: Socialite Relationship(s): Elena Greene (secret girlfriend), Andrea York (friend/flirtation), William Cordel (best friend), Simon York (friend), Charles Lawrence (annoyance)

secretly dating elena greene whom he’s loved literally from the first day he ever met her!!!!!!

but she’s just a waitress and his parents want him to marry someone “better” so he’s pretending to be interested in andrea york

does genuinely like her (but he doesn’t love her)

his parents are so thrilled by the fact that he might marry into one of the founding families!

eventually planning on telling his them that he’s in love with elena tho

but he knows that they will cut him off financially when he does

so he’s secretly getting his life together so he can be ok w/o their help

super charming and charismatic!!!

literally can charm his way into anything

tries to distance himself from elena in public and is sometimes a little too mean to her

doesn’t realize that some of the things he says really hurt her

enjoys his sense of humor and thinks he’s hilarious

CHRISTOPHER ELLIS (39) tom hardy * taken by kate aa Occupation: Relationship(s): Evangeline Ellis (sister), Arthur Ellis, Virginia Ellis (cousins), Joseph Cole, Adrian Neville, Sebastian Cordel (best friends), Alexandra Cole (friend/annoyance), Natalie Clarke (interest), Dominic Young (enemy)

broody, quiet, reserved

doesn’t want to meet new people

the light of his life is his bff joe and his sister eva

both of them drag him to do things he doesn’t want to do but does anyway

(he grumbles about it but lowkey enjoys it mostly to see them happy)

has a thing for natalie clarke but messed it up b/c he was trying to talk to her and instead he just was mean?????

someone help him????

he has poor social skillz

he was childhood best friends with dominic young but stopped after he realized how much of an asshole he is

loves his cousins!!!!

honestly rolls his eyes at virginia a lot and doesn’t always listen to her input but he loves her all the same

adores arthur and the two have been friends for ever

can be kinda old fashioned and arrogant sometimes

the king of holding grudges

super generous!!!!!! and kind and intelligent

VIRGINIA ELLIS (35) michelle dockery * taken by kate aa Occupation: CEO at Ellis Enterprises Relationship(s): Arthur Ellis (brother), Christopher Ellis, Evangeline Ellis (cousins) Brian Clarke (right hand), Elizabeth Martin (employee), Adrian Neville (security guard/interest), Sebastian Cordel (friend), Amelia Foster (best friend)

can be super overbearing and domineering

took over her father’s business when she was twenty-six after he passed away and would NOT TAKE ANY SHIT from anyone

a lot of strong ~miranda priestly~ vibes honestly

“details of your incompetence do not interest me.”

“by all means move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.”

eyebrow game is strong.

wants The Best for her cousins which isn’t always actually the best???

inserts her opinion even where it isn’t wanted

brian is her right hand. (and when i say right hand, i mean personal slave).

tbh he’s kind of the gary to her selina meyer???

has had a thing for adrian for years but would nEVER say anything b/c she feels love is a weakness and is instead v mean to him????

LEON FOSTER (38) luke evans * taken by lizzy Occupation: Socialite Relationship(s): Victoria Foster, Juliana Foster, Amelia Foster, (sisters), Antoinette Caron Cordel (ex-girlfriend/interest), Lynette Cooper (girlfriend)

a DRAMA QUEEN

he and victoria kinda spent all of the family money and now they are dirt poor

pretending to still have money for the sake of appearances but they barely have too pennies to rub together

saying that their large ass mansion is under renovations so that’s why they are slumming it in this tiny apartment but the reality is that they are selling their home

doesn’t really like lynette that much but she is constantly telling him how good looking and smart he is so he keeps her around

eventually means to dump her for a rich chick but she’s a great ego booster for now

has a gold medal in vanity

doesn’t??? know???? how they are going to solve the problem of “no money” but looks to amelia to solve it

“not my problem” ~ leon

“it actually is ur problem” ~amelia

AMELIA FOSTER (32) keira knightley * taken by lizzy Occupation: Relationship(s): Leon Foster (brother) Victoria Foster, Juliana Foster (sisters), Jonathan Fox, Lynette Cooper (irritants), Oliver Collins, Sebastian Cordel, Adrian Neville (friends), Henry Adams (ex-fiancé/interest), Clara Neville (friend/rival), Virginia Ellis (best friend)

amelia @ her siblings constant: god why

does her best to keep this crazy family together???

her older siblings spend money constantly!!!!!

and now they have nothing

amelia is the only one who actually has money b/c she got a job but she does NOT have enough to support her siblings during their financial crisis but they are kinda expecting her to

she doesn’t wanna turn them out so she’s letting them live @ her place temporarily/trying to get them back on their feet but it is nOT easy

ten years ago she was going to marry henry adams but she backed out soon after they got engaged

they were so young and she was scared

tbh she broke his heart

never ended up dating anyone else b/c she never found anyone better

misses him every day

now he’s with someone else and super happy and she’s happy for him but she still loves him a lot

JONATHAN FOX (36) michiel huisman * open Occupation: Conman Relationship(s): Juliana Foster (girlfriend), Andrea York (interest), Damon Napier (cousin)

a chameleon!!!!!

super adaptable

not actually rich but pretending to be

doesn’t realize that juliana is also pretending to be rich???

both dating each other for money the other does not have

#awkward

came into town with the plan to date andrea york to con her out of HER money (which she actually has) but developed some actual??? feelings????

so he changed his plans and now he’s just wasting his time

comes off as a nice guy, but isn’t really??

would sell u to satan for a corn chip

NICHOLAS GRAY (36) chris evans * taken by kate aa Occupation: The Family Disappointment/High School English Teacher Relationship(s): Margaret Gray (sister), ----- Gray (brother), Samantha Thomas (girlfriend), Gillian Cartwright (friend/interest), Sebastian Cordel, James Walker (best friends), Hannah Cartwright, Sarah Cartwright, Allison Cartwright, David Carter, Mark Carter (friends)

probably has some kind of super powers b/c he’s able to make his bff sebastian smile

truly a rare and impressive talent

has always been super laid back and chill

has a great working relationship with his students!!!

knows how to motivate and interest them

makes learning fun!

(can get a little awkward sometimes tho b/c it is pretty obvious that like half of the kids have a crush on him but can you blame them?)

a great sense of humor

currently dating sam thomas

cares about her a lot but has recently developed feelings for her best friend jill

it’s not great

has plans to break up with her but doesn’t want to b/c he knows if he does, he probably won’t see jill anymore

pus he doubts he and jill will ever get together since he dated her best friend so ???

#feel free to reserve peeps if u see anyone u like #i know adding to posts is super annoying but it is for my sanity

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lambourngb · 3 years ago

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I'm new to the Roswell fandom, and I have this burning question that might have already been discussed to death but I can't find the answer anywhere. So if this is something everyone has already dealt with, just let me know.

Max is genetically Michael's father. Yeah? The Dictator is Michael's father, and Max is the Dictator's clone, so genetically, Michael has half of Max's DNA. They're father and son. Which makes the fact that Max is always annoying Michael by trying to take care of him really funny, actually.

Are there fics where Max tries to get fatherly and Michael freaks out? What's the fandom consensus on this truly weird relationship these two now have? I know we're all super excited for lots of Malex in season four, but I'm hoping for some really awkward father/son issues too. Max will be totally sincere and Michael will be horrified and Alex will snort-laugh about how, out of the two of them, Michael ended up with the weirder father situation.

Would that make Liz like Michael's step-mom? And so Rosa is like Michael's step-aunt? And Arturo is his step-grandpa on his father's side the way Sanders is somehow his brother/grandpa on his mother's side? Michael always wanted a family, and now he's got loads of family.

(Also, I absolutely loved last year's wishes are this year's apologies)

First of all- welcome to the RNM fandom !

Secondly, wow, this question. You’re asking about season 3 plot points regarding genetics/hereditary, and while I’m a close watcher of the show, and did multiple rewatches of the last few episodes of season 3, the science of this show is just bad at times and overly dramatic for plot reasons.

While the Dictator - Jones- is Michael’s father, somehow, when Nora cloned Max from him, she changed a part of Jones’s DNA- creating this tether between Max and Jones that was very …Voldemort/HP. Somehow an Oasian alien like Jones has 3 strands of DNA? I don’t even know what’s that about, but apparently a biochem genius like Liz overlooked that in both Max’s and Noah’s samples from season 1? My guess, for my own sanity, when Nora created that tether, it added/changed some of the DNA expressed in Max- IE, he can’t jump into people’s heads or doesn’t seem to be fire resistant like Michael - which is just enough of a change to make him biologically related to Michael but not enough to be considered his father. Jones explained those traits were hereditary- passing from father to son, and as his clone, Max SHOULD HAVE THEM.

I wrote a 20,000 word story that basically bullshits my way through explaining why some powers are "hereditary" and why some aren't post-season 3- but that was connecting dots that I don't think the show meant us to do. Michael being able to body-walk someone like Noah and Jones for the last 13 years is a little hard to believe, because why wouldn't he have used that to send Jesse Manes away? Or just "body-walk" Jesse off a cliff after the shed. Anyway.

I haven’t seen any fanfics that are going after the Max/Michael relationship as father-son, but all I’ve seen instead has been exploring them as brothers who were intended on being raised together with Isobel by Nora and Louise on Earth. Those stories could be out there! (There was a truly funny gif-set that paired this reveal with the scene in 1x11 “I’m not your father, Michael”) I don’t know if fandom has had a consensus on Max being the genetic match to Michael’s biological father either and what it means in regard to Max & Liz being together, and what does that make Liz and Rosa. (I firmly believe, as an Arturo Ortecho stan- that he has adopted every lost soul in Roswell, including Michael during the Lost Decade, while he grieved Rosa and missed Liz).

I do hope we some good snarking/teasing between Max & Michael in season 4, I want more of that brief scene in 3x01 where they are drinking and teasing each other about picks ups. I’m particularly keen to see Max realize Isobel is dating his one-night-stand now. That’s gotta be fun for the Evans twins.

Thanks for the ask- I’m sorry I don’t have a clear answer for you. I’m so glad you enjoyed LYW! I wish I had the stamina to write another 175,000 explainer/fixer epic for season 3, because damn do I need it!! This show... it drives my logical brain crazy.

#thank you for the ask #max evans #michael guerin #season 3 thoughts

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wuobio · 5 years ago

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So I need to rant incoherently about Norse Mythology. It happens.

My biggest pet peeve about Norse Mythology in modern media?

Marvel Studios.

Yes, it's great they included Thor and Loki and Valkries and all that but they missed out so much that, honestly? Could have mad it soooooo much funnier/better/more sense.

Like how Thor once had Mjolnir stolen by frost giants, dressed up as Freya (without shaving or anything, just a dress and veil) with Loki as his hand maiden, got in and beat the giants' asses to kingdom come. It could have been a moment of bonding, or a neat little detail mentioned in passing, y'know, just something.

Also, Loki's kids.

Goodness, I could do a whole post on the main four, but I'm gonna condense it for everyone's sanity. Or try to. I'll probably fail.

You all know Hel/Hela? She's actually Loki's kid, the goddess of the dead and half corpse. Depending on what you read, either her face is split between gorgeous maiden and horrifying corpse or her legs are rotting goat legs. She's the second youngest of all of Loki's monster kids and the only girl. I read an amazing book from her POV, which I can't remember the name of. It really fucking annoys me that they made her Thor and Loki's sister because not only could you have added angst and comedy it just makes more SENSE.

And Fenrir/Fenris. He's bound by Magic chains TM made with cat footsteps and ladies beards by dwarves. He also bit off Tyr's (the god of war) hand. His hand. It's just such a crucial part of mythology, and I known there's already been "Thor: Ragnarok" but still.

Now we have our eldest creature. Jormungand. A huge. World-spiralling. Serpent. He resides in the Earth's oceans. Wrapping around it like earpod wires. Thor and Jormumgand HATE each other. Thor and a giant went fishing, Thor caught Jormungand, couldn't lift him.

THOR CAN LIFT MJOLNIR BUT COULDN'T LIFT A MOTHER-FUCKIN' SNAKE

This says tons about how important he is. Once Thor finally (after pretty much drinking all of Midgard's ale) lifts him. The giant severs the line in fear because Jormungand is going to bring about Ragnarok. Thor will kill Jormungand and Jormungand will kill Thor. Lemme just make that clearer.

JORMUNGAND IS GOING TO KILL THOR

KILL HIM

K I L L H I M

That's a big Fucking deal.

Even if Marvel doesn't do that, couldn't they reference how there is a huge snake in the ocean?

Perhaps the wackiest kid of all, Sliepner. An eight-legged horse ridden by Odin that can run at beyond incredible speeds. The strangest thing about him is his context.

Basically, after the war with the Vanir Asgard was not looking to good. The worst thing destroyed was the outer wall. It had been completely decimated. Frost giants were attacking and Asgard was at an all time low. Until this big, blue man comes along and says "Hey, I can build your wall if you want?".

Odin is really happy but still suspicious, so he asks what he wants for payment. The blue man says that if he can't build the wall within a certain amount of time (usually a year) then there will be no payment. However, if he builds the wall in time, he gets Freya/Freja the goddess of love (who, interestingly, rides a cat chariot. But anyway) to marry him.

Freya obviously doesn't like that. But it's gotta be impossible to build a whole big-ass wall in just a year, so Odin agrees.

BUT

Blue dude, in six months, gets 3/4 of the wall done, no shit, no fuss. And Loki being Loki, goes:

"Hey, what if we spy on him and find out what he's doing?"

And Odin just goes "Yeah dude". Because Freya is

P I S S E D

And will not leave him alone.

So Loki goes and spies on blue man and discovers that blue man had a super strong, super fast stallion that can carry a shit-ton of bricks to build the wall in twice the time. Loki goes back and tells everyone, tells them he has a plan. He disappears for a few months, blue dude loses his horse because it falls in love with a cute mare, can't finish the wall in time and loses. Then Loki comes skipping back with a newborn stallion, gives the horse to Odin who discovers that he goes R E A L L Y fast. And that's the end of it.

This is a strange story because one, Loki fucked a horse and gave birth to a horse. Which is just soooooooooooo...I mean I can't even explain it other than magic. And two, it's just as funny as Loki stabbing Thor whenever.

...

Yeah I think I'm done now. Sorry for the long post, but my brother has become obsessed with Marvel and I got annoyed and hey, what else is Tumblr for? I love Marvel but I love Norse Mythology more and I get really pissed when it isn't followed. However I love the concept of Loki being Thor's brother, so that's cool. Again, sorry for the long post. Have a good day.

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purplesurveys · 5 years ago

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What was the most unsettling film you’ve seen? Unsettling films are my jam, man. To name a few, there’s Eraserhead, Room, Midsommar, Eyes Wide Shut, Misery, and most recently, I’m Thinking of Ending Things. Eraserhead takes the cake though. That movie always makes me queasy...

What unethical experiment would have the biggest positive impact on society as a whole? I’m a firm believer in nothing good ever comes out of unethical practices. I’ll never forget reading about an experiment where a group of newborn babies were given basic needs like food and being bathed, but weren’t shown any affection whatsoever and it was meant to see if humans can survive with just the most basic physiological needs. By the end of the experiment period half of the babies were dead. The results were honestly a lot bleaker than how I’ve put it, but I don’t wanna be a downer lol. Suffice it to say that experiment haunted me for days after reading it.

When was the last time you were snooping, and found something you wish you hadn’t? It was around a week or so ago, I’m pretty sure.

Which celebrity or band has the worst fan base? My sister is into K-pop and I hear insights from her all the time, but her one constant is that BTS breeds the most annoying, toxic fans. I’d have to agree. Ariana Grande’s fandom was also annoying at one point, but I haven’t heard much from them making a mess these days.

What are you interested in that most people aren’t? Autobiographies.

If you were given a PhD degree, but had no more knowledge of the subject of the degree besides what you have now, what degree would you want to be given to you? Why would I deserve a PhD on something I’m clearly not qualified for...I’m not sure I’m following this question right, but I don’t feel like thinking too hard about it.

What smartphone feature would you actually be excited for a company to implement? I’m happy with the features that are widespread now, but I wish companies adhere more to countries other than the common ones like US, UK, Australia, etc. I always see ads about phones being able to tell you how much movie tickets cost or track boarding passes, but those are all irrelevant here. It makes a lot of Apple’s basic apps useless on this side of the world haha.

What’s something people don’t worry about but really should? Long-term effects of poor habits like not getting enough sleep or drinking too many cups of coffee. I know because I’m guilty of this.

What movie quotes do you use on a regular basis? “I won’t think about that now, I’ll think about it tomorrow,” but I usually say it to myself, especially when I feel stressed.

Do you think that children born today will have better or worse lives than their parents? Better, but idk if that’s just me being biased because my generation will be the next parents lol. I just think that a lot of Gen X parents still have a lot of dated prejudices and mindsets that my generation was able to learn better from. For example my mom doesn’t like using people’s preferred names, especially if they’ve transitioned -_____- and I know I’d never want to set such an example for my kids.

What’s the funniest joke you know by heart? I know I’ve come across hilarious ones but I always fail to come up with one when asked on the spot.

When was the last time you felt you had a new lease on life? LOL RIGHT NOW

What’s the funniest actual name you’ve heard of someone having? It’s more stupid than funny and I know I’ve already mentioned this before, but Covid Bryant as a first and second name still takes the cake for me. My sister went to school with a girl whose name is just her surname backwards, and for a time I was really weirded out by it. But in the times I’ve seen her she really owns her name and never looks bothered by it, so I quickly stopped caring.

Which charity or charitable cause is most deserving of money? For me it would have to be organizations for animal welfare.

What TV show character would it be the most fun to change places with for a week? Post-El Camino Jesse Pinkman. I wouldn’t want to live through his chaotic shit from Breaking Bad, but his fate after El Camino is something I’m super envious of.

What was cool when you were young but isn’t cool now? Flip phones, Blackberry phones, Roshes, Frappuccinos.

If you were moving to another country, but could only pack one carry-on sized bag, what would you pack? Phone, laptop, their chargers, important IDs, some of my favorite tops and jeans, underwear, essential toiletries, wallet, a family photo, a journal and pen, earphones, certain knickknacks to remember Gab and my dogs by. Minus the clothes, all of these are pretty tiny so I think these would all fit in the bag just fine.

What’s the most ironic thing you’ve seen happen? I don’t know. I’m not really a fan of rating the most/worst this and that stuff in my life, either. I feel like I unnecessarily rack my brain too hard for them when I take surveys to have a chill time.

If magic was real, what spell would you try to learn first? Probably something that’d keep my dogs from dying.

If you were a ghost and could possess people, what would you make them do? No thanks. I’d be the chillest ghost tbh, I’d like to just sneak up on people’s business and hang out but never interfere in them.

What goal do you think humanity is not focused enough on achieving? Climate change, global warming, alleviation of poverty. Corporations and the few people who actually have the power and money to change things only ever come up with short-term shit like donations and never look at the big picture. What problem are you currently grappling with? So many personal ones. But just like the recurring theme of my surveys so far, “I don’t want to get into it.”

What character in a movie could have been great, but the actor they cast didn’t fit the role? As much as I love Kristen Stewart, I heard she was cast as Princess Diana for an upcoming film and I’m not really feeling that decision. They could’ve gone with a British actress for starters?????? The movie is still in production but it is pretty annoying to think about lmao.

What game have you spent the most hours playing? Probably GTA: San Andreas as a kid.

What’s the most comfortable bed or chair you’ve ever been in? Luxury hotel beds are always so fluffy and comfortable.

What’s the craziest conversation you’ve overheard? Omg one time at a coffee shop Gabie and I sat beside this older couple that obviously was going through some heavy SHIT. There was a lot of animosity and tension between them and I caught the lady silently break into tears a few times. I never overheard anything but then again they sat in silence for hours until the lady finally walked out on him. Never knew what it was about but I’ve always guessed that the man did something crappy, like cheat, and was discovered. It was a really sad sight and a crazy situation to witness and I think I felt even more sorry because they were obviously in their 50s or 60s. I hope the woman is in a better place now as she looked rough as fuck that evening.

What’s the hardest you’ve ever worked? I wore a lot of hats when I was in my college org, and that was on top of balancing my acads as well.

What movie, picture, or video always makes you laugh no matter how often you watch it? That scene from Friends where Ross plays the keyboard for Chandler, Phoebe, Monica, and Rachel.

What artist or band do you always recommend when someone asks for a music recommendation? It depends on what music they’re into and if I have actually have a recommendation in mind for them. I obviously can’t suggest Paramore to someone who mainly listens to metal.

If you could have an all-expenses paid trip to see any famous world monument, which monument would you choose? I’m down for any monuments that are super ancient like Stonehenge or the Pyramids of Giza.

If animals could talk, which animal would be the most annoying? I’d go with frogs, but only because they get annoyingly loud in the evening.

What’s the most addicted to a game you’ve ever been? Playing The Sims, Mario Kart, Rock Band, or games in the Burnout franchise.

What’s the coldest you’ve ever been? Japan was so fucking cold when I was there. Didn’t do my research and ended up being dressed poorly, and I was so cold I could barely talk to my parents or fully enjoy my time. Sagada was also nearly unbearable in the early morning.

Which protagonist from a book or movie would make the worst roommate? Not from a book or movie, but BoJack Horseman. Diane can also be in the running as I always found her too whiny. I get that she had her personal shit to deal with, but I don’t think living with her would be good for my own sanity and mental health.

Do you eat food that’s past its expiration date if it still smells and looks fine? It annoys my chef dad to death that I don’t lol. No matter how great it looks, I’d bounce. I once ate expired Kit Kats that tasted like cardboard and that scared me off of expired food forever.

What’s the most ridiculous thing you have bought? I once bought a stupid novelty soap that to this day I’ve never even opened. It’s in one of my drawers, and I plan to just throw it out at some point.

What’s the funniest comedy skit you’ve seen? Not a fan of these but one that got to me is Dear Sister from SNL.

What’s the most depressing meal you’ve eaten? A few years ago there was a local breakfast place that offered red velvet pancakes for a limited time and I was all over that crap, so I went and ordered. The actual pancakes ended up not being any bigger than my palm, and I remember not being able to hide my disappointment once the server placed the dish on my table haha. I felt so scammed. I had to order something else to feel full, because those pancakes were stupidly small.

What tips or tricks have you picked up from your job/jobs? One of my superiors, when she was presenting a pitch to our director yesterday, kept asking questions and picking at the director’s brain so that she can get suggestions and answers straight from the director herself and so that she didn’t have to do any brainstorming anymore. I thought that was a pretty nifty and clever hack.

What outdoor activity haven’t you tried, but would like to? Hiking a mountain!

What songs hit you with a wave of nostalgia every time you hear them? Umbrella by Rihanna feat. Jay-Z.

What’s the worst backhanded compliment you could give someone? Idk, anything can be the worst depending on the context. I’m not a fan of giving those, though.

What’s the most interesting documentary you’ve ever watched? Unsolved Mysteries’ Dupont de Ligonnès episode was a lot of fun to watch.

What was the last song you sang along to? I think it was Thinking of You by Katy Perry? but I’m not entirely sure. I haven’t sung along to anything in a while.

What app can you not believe someone hasn’t made yet? I don’t really download and use a lot of apps other than the basic ones, so I don’t care too much.

When was the last time you face palmed? Last night.

If you were given five million dollars to open a small museum, what kind of museum would you create? I’d give it away to the Martial Law museum currently being made near my university so that it can do more to show the atrocities of the Marcoses. And so that I can piss off my pro-Marcos relatives.

Which of your vices or bad habits would be the hardest to give up? Uh hating myself, if that counts.

What really needs to be modernized? Public transportation systems in this country.

#survey #surveys

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fatui-harbingers · 7 years ago

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So, I got this message about my Dany x Drogo is problematic for many reasons post.

I feel like this is very problematic because I've read a lot of bits and pieces from the books regarding her "relationship" and I still believe that it was Stockholm Syndrome. It literally makes you believe you care for your abuser as a way to protect you from pain because that's how your brain works. And, he IS a rapist! A 30 year old dude is not allowed to have sex with a 13 year old (no matter what the 13 year old said) by law in most places so I'm not sure what everyone's argument is here. She was SOLD to him for crying out loud!

Now, I will be blogging about it as I read the books and give my personal take on everything. And I mean EVERYTHING! I'll praise what I love and call out what's problematic because as a feminist, that's what I do. I know things are slightly different in the show and in the books, even major differences is some areas but a 30 year old dude buying a 13 year old girl will never be okay no matter how nice and/or soft he was.

And, I blocked the name because I'm not one to start drama in that manner and I won't be telling anyone who it is. I'm hoping I get the books for my 18th birthday in January but that'll probably take a bit of negotiating with the fam!

Though, I'm not sure if this message was meant to be rude or not, I'm pretty sure I'll still understand that Drogo was a rapist no matter his treatment of her towards the end of his life. Had he admitted what he did, apologized and promised to be better then I would like him more but he didn't so he disgusts me like all rapists that don't own up to what they did.

I'm a very empathic person when it comes to all forms of entertainment (books, music, theatre, TV and film. Sometimes in real life too, just depends) and I can usually feel the emotions as they were written, even if I don't know how the author intended them to feel. I'll know what's going on when I read the books because I also analyze everything (even unintentionally) and typically know what's up before I even form a personal opinion. That's just how I work. I don't typically make judgements right off the bat without all the information because that does no one any good.

Plus, I do a lot (and I mean A LOT) of reading on the brain and it's functions just for fun (and of course knowledge) so even while I don't have a degree to say I'm Smart And Know What I'm Talking About, I'm kinda smart and am pretty confident I know what I'm talking about. It's basic psychology! Of course she would appear to love him when her mind has told her she does! How else would her brain protect her and her sanity? It's a survial kind of thing. Unlike when you're an abused kid and you tell yourself "it's okay. I can get away from here when I'm 18 and I'll never have to see these people again!", her brain already knew there wasn't any way of escaping so, it convinced her she loved her new abuser so she would survive the trauma of his abuse.

As my dad would say, this ain't rocket science people! It really isn't. Basic psychology isn't very hard to understand either. Like, yo, I'm 17 and I seem to be able to grasp this better than a lot of adults (both adults I know and in this fandom). My whole family could even tell you I'm a very knowledgeable person. I'm the only one that keeps up with world politics (or just politics in general) and the only one that pays attention to all the facts, whether I like them or not. I'm even too serious to have any real fun with because of my obsession with learning!

Anyways, I don't ship people with their abusers. I don't ship Daenerys with Drogo just like I don't ship Sansa with Ramsay. I wouldn't be a feminist if I did! You're not progressive in the slightest if you do! Shipping people with their abuser sounds just like dudes telling girls they should marry their rapist (which still happens all over the world, btw!). Forced marriage is wrong as it is so that makes child marriage even worse.

I personally don't think people should be with anyone anymore than 5 years older than them because of how older people try to manipulate younger people. I've seen it in my family and it's just like parents talking down to their child (which I also disagree with but that's a rant post for another time).

The responses to my post regarding the Dany x Drogo stuff were awesome and I was so happy to see all the points everyone made that I didn't even think of! And it was especially good to see the book readers add on to the post as well. I'm very grateful for that considering I don't have the books yet! This has been my only negative response to the post so far and hopefully it'll stay that way because I don't know how much ignorance I can handle before snapping completely.

Oh, and I don't appreciate being told what I will or won't understand! You don't know me, you don't know how my brain works and you don't know how I will interpret something when I read it. Just because you believe something doesn't make it true and/or mean others will think as you do. That's not a very good way to be. You don't know how everyone's brain will take something. And I'm pretty sure I got a private message solely because this person knew they'd get dragged if they commented publicly on my post. Not cool! I'm one of those, if you can't say it proudly in public/to my face the maybe you should rethink your beliefs/views/opinions because they're probably very problematic if you can't.

Now, I'm pretty sure this message was sent for rude shipper reasons but I'm not gonna respond and I still won't if I get a message because of this post. I've had just about enough of all the ignorance coming my way in both fandom and my personal life. There was absolutely no reason to send this message to me when I've made my opinions known. I'm very upfront about who I am and what I stand for, my bio literally tells you all you need to really know about me (so do my posts!). You aren't changing my mind, just as I obviously won't be changing yours.

If you really read my posts and still come back with something like this, you apparently have no reading comprehension skills. I and all the Daenerys stans all laid it out pretty clearly with my post and all the additions as to why Drogo x Dany is problematic. It's super annoying when people read a post like that and come back with "but she consented!" She was 13 and he was in his 30s (and ya know, SOLD TO HIM) you rape apologist. "But she loved him!" I seriously added a screenshot of the definition of Stockholm Syndrome and you still think that? Oh dear Goddess Diana help me, the ignorance behind these responses are driving me mad!

I just need everyone to know, when it comes to ignorant responses, I'm like Taylor Swift. You say something stupid/ignorant imma write a whole post about you. I'm not the kinda gal that sits back and takes shit and pure ignorance without saying something. Keep that in mind! I am a feminist and I critique literally everything so, unless you want a feminist rant on your problematic views, you best stay out of my comments and dms. I stand for equality, human rights and diversity so it's pretty obvious I'm not gonna ship a girl with her rapist.

Again, as I said in my post, WE DON'T SHIP ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS IN THIS HOUSE!!!

#game of thrones #daenerys targaryen #anti drogo #anti dany x drogo #feminism #messages

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xzho-writes · 3 years ago

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🌊 — le gasp okay yes i'm back and GOD i had to clean up my bedroom and let's just say it was VERY embarrassing for me and my dad who was pitching in to unearth my stash of chocolates hidden away in some corner. the look he shot me made me want to sink into some whole some where istg-

THAT BEING SAID! i wish you luck on your tests ten! i just finished mine off but i know how stressful they can get so please, don't sink into the same abyss i did. college can eat you alive sometimes.

and the two recent posts had me SCREAMING. first off zhongli???? zhongli!!! ZHoNGLI???!!!

oh lord save me from the person i have become. this is what happens to me when you feed me good food, ten. now allow me to go cry in a corner with the angst and fluff you've thrown our way ( and god i feel so spoiled reading those posts XD ).

and once again, to 🍰 anon,

i'm really glad you like my brainrots! i was pretty worried i might come across as annoying spouting out my thoughts, especially in fear of it being unsolicited. so it means a lot to me to have people liking them. i was really into black butler back in middle school and i recently started catching up to the manga ( and oh lord mei rin is beginning to worm her way into my simp heart- ) so hello there fellow fan!

( and ten i might need some advice because i'm working on a childe fic — which i named 'childe hell fic' in my drafts because god is this thing tugging at my sanity — and i want to know how you write out your headcanons without obsessively returning to a particular sentence and changing it over and over? because that's what i'm going through right now...hehe... )

ooohhh hello 🌊 nonnie! i’ll add my advice utc for this one :)

i can defo relate to your cleaning situation; my room tends to get vERY messy when i’m busy and i have a corner where i like to keep my snacks + wrappers/packaging of said snacks 💀 so whenever someone walks into my room they immediately fix me with that l o o k. just. the look.

thanks for your luck too, i will always be grateful for more luck because LoRD KNOWSSS I NEED IT 😭 and i’m super proud of you for getting through your own exams! that stuff really do be testing our limits in unhealthy ways, but there’s some comfort knowing that you’re not the only one going through it, ya get me? i hope for mine to fly by T-T

anDDD i’m happy you like my recent uploads, especially knowing its zhongli’s you like especially 😂 his was one of my favourites i wrote ;) i’m super excited to spoil you mORE when i’m more free!!! i gotta feed the children at some point, am i right???

about your brainrots: pls don’t feel like you’re being annoying, they’re more than welcome here cause honestly you’re feeding us all with such good ideas 😭! rest assured nothing is being unsolicited :) you’ve even found another fan with similar interests!

(utc is some advice for the childe fic you mentioned! i wouldn’t mind hearing some of those hcs if you don’t mind sharing 👀👀 but no pressure ofc!)

in all honesty? i do tend to go over certain sentences over and over because of how particular i am 😭 but i’ll try my best to help you! this is what i do:

start out by just dUMPING all the ideas that come up in your head as soon as they come to mind (they are called headcanons after all HAHA)

you can worry about refinement after you’re happy you’ve got all your ideas out!

after you’ve done that, return to your first bullet point/idea and refine it more. turn them into better sentences with a lil more detail, and add more ideas to expand on that point if needed!

do this gradually for each bullet point/idea

once you’ve expanded and added detail to each one, go back to the start and reread everything

are you satisfied with all the points? if not, make tweaks as you go along! have more ideas that came to mind that you want to add? then add them in!

(this process just repeats tbh until you feel satisfied with everything)

but remember that writing should be fun most importantly! if you’re feeling too tired then make sure to take breaks in between, and come back once you’re more rested- never push yourself cause that can ruin your motivation :)

headcanons don’t have to be in great detail either, that’s why i love writing them! they’re just silly little ideas that i like to jot down and expand on

-> i hope this helps you even if just a little bit 😭 idk if any of what i said will be useful to you haha—

#xzho-speaks #xzho’s-asks #🌊-speaks #🌊-asks #xzho’s-beloved-🌊#sorry if my advice isn’t useful LMAO—#just remember to take breaks if writing isn’t going as smoothly as you want it to #but honestly?#there’s nothing to worry about #cause the brainrots you’ve fed us so far are dELICIOUS #*lip bite*

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biasedwriting · 7 years ago

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Tales of a Consulting Firm ||19||

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Haneul just really needed a drink. After this day of constant pestering from her two friends using various means and the annoying meeting, she really wanted to down an entire bottle of wine and try and get some peace and quiet. Wonshik had promised her drinks. But she didn't expect to see Jaehwan and Wonshik waiting for her at the end of the day with giant grins on their faces as Jaehwan declared.

“We're going bar hopping!”

Hanuel’s face dropped as the two looped their arms around hers as Sanghyuk and Hongbin walked into the reception looking mutinous as Hakyeon followed with a grin on his face.

“We’re going for a movie!” he declared as Haneul shot Sanghyuk and Hongbin a look as the two rolled their eyes. Minah entered the room and sat down on the couch reserved for visitors.

“I heard you guys were going for a movie.” she said, looking up at Sanghyuk and Hongbin.

“I asked you to come with me, but you said nooo.” Sanghyuk stuck his tongue out at her.

“I said I didn’t want to third wheel on your date with your beloved Binnie.”

“I am not his beloved!” Hongbin cringed.

“But I see you have your third wheel in Hakyeon.” Minah ended as Hakyeon shot her a peace sign.

“It was Sunbae Notice Me. The newest comedy in the theatres, I couldn’t miss it.” he shrugged before turning to Wonshik, Jaehwan, and Haneul.

“I heard you guys are going bar hopping?”

“I didn’t want to.” Haneul sulked.

“You’ll have fun. We promise.” Wonshik guaranteed as Jaehwan nodded in agreement as they turned to Minah.

“Wanna join us?”

“Nah, not in the mood for alcohol, I have plans, don’t worry!” she grinned.

“Okay!” Jaehwan said before tugging his companions along as Hakyeon turned to Minah.

“Well, we’ll see you soon. Or we’ll be late for the movie.” he said as Minah smiled and waved to the group. It was then that Taekwoon entered the lounge and cleared his throat, attracting Minah’s attention.

“Are you ready?”

“Sure am!”

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The first bar Haneul set foot in with Wonshik and Jaehwan was lit up in pink and had so many Valentine related things cluttered around that it physically made her wince. But when her drink was handed to her by the bartender, she didn’t mind it as much.

Maybe the place would grow on her.

Apparently alcohol and Valentine’s Day decor only got her even more grumpy as Wonshik and Jaehwan swiftly escorted her out of the bar before she punched the next heart shaped thing in her vision.

“Hearts are so mainstream.” she nodded to no one in particular.

“But hearts are cute!” Jaehwan said. He made finger hearts for her, only to get a glare in return. “Accept our hearts Haneul!” Jaehwan sang making one with his arm over his head and the second half with Wonshik’s arm.

“Are you both already drunk?” she asked, rolling her eyes.

“This one has a really long line” Wonshik noted. They had reached the second venue only to find a long line of people waiting to get in.

“We could go to the club on 27th Street” he suggested. Haneul took a moment to debate the idea. If they did decide to go, they would have to walk another two miles. But the place would be less crowded and they could get in easily. She whined a little, already starting to tire from the long day when two girls walked up to Jaehwan.

“Hi there. Are you guys looking for a partner?” one of them asked. Jaehwan and Wonshik looked at each other, unsure of what the girls wanted. Haneul scowled at being ignored when she was right next to the two men.

“They are taken no thank you” she exclaimed, squeezing in between the two men and linking her arms with them. The girl who had talked gave her a look before walking away.

“I have no idea what just happened” Jaehwan confessed.

“They were looking for partners to get the discounted couple entry. I keep forgetting that both of you are handsome and hence easy targets” Haneul said with a frown. She looked at the two and sighed because both of them were smiling at being called handsome.

“So we are handsome?” Wonshik prompted leaning in to tease her.

“I stand corrected. You both are just idiots” Haneul huffed before unlinking her arms and walking forward.

Jaehwan and Wonshik hurried after her to catch up. They bumped into her as she suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. “Do you want to go to a club or do you want to get drunk?” Haneul asked them in all seriousness. “Because if we go to a club, both of you will just be hit on by random women. And I know the perfect place to go get drunk without being hit on” she explained.

“You don't have to worry about us! Our hearts belong to you” Jaehwan sang. Haneul resisted the urge to hit him and looked to Wonshik who seemed to be deep in thought. “I wanted to destress with some music too. But without worrying about someone constantly hitting on you” he told her. Haneul blushed a little but coughed to hide it.

“Let's just get loads of beer and soju and head over to my place. We can plug our phones in for music and if we shift the couch we can get enough space for a mini dance floor” she decided.

“Taking not one, but two men home with you? What ever would your mother say?” Jaehwan fake gasped.

“You can stay here then” Haneul said sarcastically.

“I was just kidding” he said sheepishly while Wonshik grinned.

“So cute” he thought out loud.

“I know right?” Jaehwan asked proudly.

“Why am I seriously here?” Haneul asked no one in particular.

And so Haneul ended up slamming three shot glasses down on the coffee table. Wonshik had set up the playlist for the evening and the fried chicken had been ordered to go along with the beer and soju. The three of them had slipped into something comfortable for the night. Haneul tried to avoid looking at how the undershirts they were wearing accentuated their biceps (the memory of Wonshik’s bare chest was still fresh in her mind no thank you very much) and the boys preened a little, showing off at every chance they got.

“Do you want us to move the couch?”

“How about we move the table??”

“We can lift these books. Easy job”

“Do you want us to lift you up so you can reach those glasses?”

Haneul shook her head. At one point, Jaehwan had decided to drink water and she could swear she had been fixated at the way his adam’s apple bobbed. She clearly must have been losing her mind. “Let's start with the beer! And there is so much chicken! Fried chicken!” she exclaimed joyfully, thankful that eating would provide a distraction. She wasn't lying about loving fried chicken but now it was serving as yummy food as well as a way to save her sanity and she had never been gladder for its existence.

“So clumsy” Jaehwan teased before leaning forward and wiping away the sauce on the side of her lips.

“Here. Let me tie your hair for you” Wonshik offered. He picked up a hair tie from the coffee table and made a haphazard bun of her hair before tying it up. Haneul smiled sheepishly before picking up her glass of beer and drinking it as if it was water.

“You should slow down” Wonshik said while Jaehwan exclaimed “Drinking competition! Whoo!”

Perhaps some things are better done in moderation - is a lesson the three would learn the morning after.

“I don't think that people appreciate fried chicken enough you know?” Haneul slurred a little. She had been buzzed for quite a while now. How many shots had they done? She had lost count after the third bottle of soju had been opened. “People don't appreciate potatoes either” she continued while Jaehwan nodded in full agreement and Wonshik was lost in thought. “Have you thought about how tasty it is but how people always discriminate against it? Ugly as a potato. Don't be a couch potato? Maybe I want to be a potato you know? Why would you judge such a vegetable? It's infinitely better than being broccoli??” she pointed out, very confused.

“Stop potato discrimination 2k17!” Jaehwan yelled holding up another shot glass. The three of them cheered and took another shot before putting the glass down. Haneul turned to Wonshik who had been awfully quiet throughout the entire endeavour.

“Why are you thinking and not drinking?” she asked doing aegyo.

“I have been thinking about something very serious” he told her in a low whisper. Jaehwan scooted in to listen as well, effectively sandwiching Haneul in the middle.

“Do lobsters think fishes are flying?” Wonshik asked. He looked at Jaehwan and Haneul who looked at each other before sighing and falling against the couch.

“That's a very good question” Jaehwan noted. Haneul agreed, scrambling for a post it note and a marker to write the word ‘intelligent’ on it and stick it to Wonshik’s forehead. Except it was suddenly very hard so she just drew a heart and stuck it on his stomach.

“I want one too!” Jaehwan pouted.

“Sorry! Sorry” Haneul apologised before sticking one on his bicep. “Sorry” she said imitating a foreign accent before gasping and stumbling to stand up. “Sorry sorry sorry” she started to sing while trying to do the dance. But she lost her footing and ended up falling back on the couch.

“I miss Super Junior” she said with a sob. Tears started to flow soon as well with both Jaehwan and Wonshik trying to calm her down. “

It's okay! They will be back soon!” Wonshik consoled her.

“Till then you have us!” Jaehwan told her.

“Yeah! You'll always have us” Wonshik agreed. Haneul wiped her tears away to look at the two men.

“I really loved them” she said with a sniff.

“You can love us! You can totally love us!” Jaehwan exclaimed trying to cheer her up.

“Yeah! Just look at Jaehwan. He's so cute! He'll always make you smile!” Wonshik said.

“And Wonshik is so cool! And witty too!” Jaehwan added.

“Jaehwan makes everyone laugh. He's the life of any party” Wonshik said with a sigh.

“But have you seen Wonshik’s dj-ing skills? He literally brings the party to life!” Jaehwan countered.

“But you have a lovely voice! You can just make music as you sing! You beatbox too!” Wonshik said.

“But you rap really well and you have a unique style!” Jaehwan praised.

“I try” Wonshik said modestly.

“You succeed!” Jaehwan declared. The two men smiled at each other, leaning in while ignoring Haneul who had tears in her eyes.

“You both are perfect for each other” she said with more sniffs. “I won't need anyone as long as I have you!” Wonshik declared. “Wonshik!” Jaehwan exclaimed as he tried to hug him, forgetting Haneul in the middle who was crying tears of joy. “Just get married already” she said with a lot of sincere joy (for a drunk person).

“We don't have rings” Wonshik lamented.

“I can draw a ring! What's the point of being an artist if you can't draw a ring for your man?” Jaehwan exclaimed.

“Yeah! Where there is a marker there is a way!” Haneul agreed digging a marker out of nowhere. “I have a highlighter too! For shading” Wonshik said holding a yellow highlighter up.

“Brilliant! This is why I love you!” Jaehwan said.

“I have a phone! We can record your vows!” Haneul said.

The three of them stood up. Jaehwan made his way to Wonshik and held him as steady as he could as Haneul found her phone and started to record.

“I do!” Jaehwan yelled skipping ceremony.

“I do too!” Wonshik declared before handing Jaehwan the marker and highlighter so that he could draw the rings.

“And now I declare you both happily married” Haneul cheered when the rings were complete. “You may kiss!” she said happily.

“Noooo. I feel shy” Wonshik said as Jaehwan made suggestive eyebrows at him.

“Both of my friends got married today” Haneul wept as Jaehwan was now hugging Wonshik on the couch.

“Love is so inspiring. We should tell everyone about this” she decided, going through the contacts list. She found the number she had been looking for before hitting dial.

“Biker sunbae! Jaehwan and Wonshik just got married! Say congratulations!” she said at one go. “No no. It was a completely sober decision. Just like this one is. Sunbae let's get married!” Haneul spoke.

“Yeah! Get married! It feels amazing!” Jaehwan yelled from the side.

“I love you. Jaehwan loves Wonshik. Wonshik loves Jaehwan. Taekwoon only loves coffee because he is a cat. That’s one... two… three! Three perfect reasons for us to get married” she explained. She gasped and stared at her phone before scowling. “Stupid jealous cat” she said frowning at the fact that Taekwoon had taken Minah’s phone and hung up on her.

“I think Wonshik fell asleep” Jaehwan said. Haneul looked up to see Wonshik dozing off at one end of the couch. “How can a person fall asleep on their wedding night?” Jaehwan grumbled before pouting and hugging Wonshik. Haneul giggled at the two before opening up the texting group. So what if Taekwoon hadn’t let her confess on the phone? She could confess on the group! And while they were at it, she could also encourage Sanghyuk and Hongbin to get married as well! They deserved love and happiness too, didn’t they? Haneul typed furiously with a new resolve.

She frowned at the text messages sent in reply. Hakyeon was confused while Sanghyuk just asked her if she was drunk. She wasn’t drunk! No! Not at all! She was perfectly sober no thank you very much. She scowled darkly before flinging her phone away and snuggling with her new teddy bear on the floor. Tomorrow morning, she would pop the question to her awesome biker sunbae again. More romantically than Taekwoon ever would, she thought with vengeance. She giggled at the thought of marrying Minah and having cute children like Injung before finally succumbing to her tiredness and passing out. Strangely her couch felt as warm and as comfortable as a human hug.

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how about. Me,,,,mmmmm taht @jooheonies love,,,,mmmmm

anon wrote: :D nawar!

bloodorangeki wrote: @jooheonies :/

send me a tumblr user’s url and i’ll tell you what i think about them !

My baby, my angel !! My tentacle lover ! Before we even start with the actual love post and I get all emo and cry over my keyboard I just want to point out the absolute power you hold over me? I’ll go about my day fine and dandy and as soon as you message me my center of gravity immediately shifts and all I can do is sit helplessly as I jiggle like sad Jell-O as the waves of love come crashing over me. (Literally… so evil; Nawar is chaotic evil and will never admit it, what a fool. I know better…)

With all that aside, I can finally validate you miss Nawar to my utmost capacity or until I literally have written a 300k fic about you. Warning it might get sappy and gross but don’t make fun of me I’m sensitive and I have a lot of feelings :(( I’ve rewritten this so many times, I’m only a fool for you.

There’s this artist I’ve followed for months and months, her name is Chiara Bautista; she has a series of works following the moon and night sky (depicted as a bunny-mask donned woman (?) and a wolf, respectively) and it’s honestly, I’ve never felt more moved by art than when I saw those pieces. I lovingly refer to them as being “written in the stars” because Bautista seemingly doesn’t name her works… interesting. But they’re so beautiful and they’re both ethereal and magical but also tragic and heartbreaking. I, a dumbass, have lovingly referred to you as the tragic protagonist of my dreams, and I meant it; because when I saw that art, I realized that that’s how I saw you? In a weird way? You remind me of past lives and soulmates and red strings and sideways glances and etc etc.

I don’t even know why; but you know… I feel like everyone has someone in their life that they can see having some epic love story, or being the protagonist of one. And every time I think of you I think of love written in the stars and fate and I even have this recurring daydream of you and a red string and love so beautiful the universe falls to its knees… and it drives me insane because why… why when sometimes you talk about tentacles and feet and spit and do so much questionable shit… why.

It’s all so endearing though. I promised I would be completely honest writing this and I’m being honest when I say I’m stupidly endeared by all the foolish things you do and the even more foolish things you say. You’ve been told that you’re annoying or clingy or whiny and all this other shit ad nauseam, but I for one find it all so fucking. Precious. I should be annoyed; in any other given situation I would be, but your power is making me stupidly fond of you no matter how much you stress me out by eating dumb shit and all this other STUFF. God. You’ve already heard all of this before, but that’s because I feel like I can be open with you about everything. Usually, I tend to get into friendships I regret especially online, and that’s usually because I don’t know how to say no, but with you it’s all seemed so? Natural, like you’re with me every day and I inherently am with you every day.

You probably think I’m dumb as hell for being so needy about you being needy with me because? Who the fuck does that? Who sits around waiting to validate people? FOOLS. AKA me, the biggest damn fool on the planet; but it’s all for one (1) person. It’s gotten to the point where my friends think that I’m like… in capital-L in Love with you (mood!) or that we’re dating. Haha jokes on you, fools! Nawar is a piece of art and the signs say DO NOT TOUCH ! God, I literally love going on and on about how much I love you and how much you mean to me and everything but? It’s all so real… I’m not even joking when I say I think about you !! A lot !!

Like I love going to sleep at like… 8 PM but I stay up way later talking to you and I don’t even realize the time until it’s 2 AM and I’m sitting there hating my life but not giving a shit because you’re cute and we’re talking about fool things. Tentacles. Shownu’s asshole. Moldy jell-o. Literally anything goes in a chat between tungle users jooheonies and shwhyuk :/ damb, we live like this… Also speaking of… talking. I LVOE YOUR VOICE. God, your voice is so cute and adorable and usually I hate really high-pitched voices but yours… it’s so cute it’s like talking to a whole ass candy bar it’s that sweet. Everything about you is something I usually find myself hating but miss Nawar… you’ve changed my mind about literally everything while simultaneously validating every reasonable thought in my head about people like you. Now I fully support Libras, now I love clingy people, now I love high voices, now I love everything about you try to change my mind !!!

Going back to the art pieces I mentioned way in the beginning but never elaborated upon: I also feel like… you’re the moon of my life? Wow we did a full 360 turnaround but I saw the moon and I thought of you again :/ Like I don’t even know why but I think of all these romantic things and think of you by association; I think my heart loves you but my mind hasn’t caught up yet because my heart’s beating too fast. (That’s the most foolish sentence I’ve ever read in my life and I’m writing a fucking essay right now what the fuck.) The moon? You. The sun? You. The stars? You. Everything in this universe makes me think of you while also being literally lackluster in comparison to you; I’m blinded by the furious rage of my love and nothing can change that… wild.

And on top of being super endearing and cute and everything you’re also fucking GORGEOUS STUNNING BEAUTIFUL INCREDIBLE AMAZING… how did I not elaborate on this before god I’m literally such a fool… BAKA. N e ways, you are literally the goth girlfriend of my dreams that I never knew I wanted but the one I need?? Your fake nose ring?? Your yellow top that could forcibly send me into cardiac arrest??? Not 2 literally be gay or whatever but I’m 1000000000% sure you’re the most beautiful girl in existence I don’t know any girls anymore I only know Nawar hehe !!! Like this entire message is so fucking gay and laced with some sort of gay chaos clocking in at literally 1.1k words right now (which is so fucking unreal because I can never manage to hit the word count for essays but as soon as it’s about you I can whip out a million words in under ten seconds wow conside me… whipped) but I feel like I haven’t talked enough about you? I got 3 separate asks telling me to talk about you so I have to keep fucking going??

I don’t even know what to say because half the time I’m really so stupidly fond that I sit there like a complete FOOL smiling at my phone for no damn reason like we were talking about Boba girl but also I was like “I bet my outfit would snatch the FUCK out of Nawar” like wtf… how could u… distract me from my one and only love miss boba girl… how… that’s true power: knocking my thoughts away from a cute girl to THE CUTEST GIRL !!!! THAT’S YOU !!!! I know I’m so incoherent now compared to earlier but I’ve been writing for a whole ass hour and I’m now realizing I could go on for another eighty but I don’t want you nor anyone else to suffer from my undying love? Stop Shannon from literally being in love with Nawar challenge :/ Failed.

I’m not even going to proof-read this because I know just how much of a mess I am like this is so wild… what the fuck am I doing… how did I go on this long. I know I’m gonna feel like I didn’t write enough and make a part two or a part million because damn… I love running my mouth about you :/ I’m literally only stopping for everyone’s sanity because this shit is now 1.4k and I can’t believe I’m writing in?? Arial at pt.10 single-spaced and I’m at two (2) whole ass pages like mf NAWAR LOOK AT WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO ME… GOD.

GOOD FUCKING NIGHT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OR WHATEVER… HHHNNGN EVIL. I’m gonna go and sob into my pillows about how much I love you now… I’m such a mess !

#hopefully there's no mistakes i didn't proofread and im tired hehee #I LOVE YOU I GUESS FOOL #jesus christ it's 1.4k im gonna die wtf #WHY #answered #ask game #jooheonies #@nawar

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godofavengers · 8 years ago

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Arrowverse series rewrite

Pilot, part 1: Just a little history

pairings: none currently

word count: 1,271 (sorry its short the rest will be a lot longer)

A/N: Ok so basically this is gonna be the very beginning of my series rewrite of the arrowverse. In the future, it is gonna go a little into legends but that’s ways away yet. this first part is not really the pilot episode of the flash. It’s gonna begin in the flash and there will be some crossovers/written episodes of arrow. it more sets the tone for my character Callie Hall she is a little based on me but more of a badass lol. I hope you enjoy and I can't wait to post more parts of this story in the future.

Do you believe in the impossible? Do you believe that people can run as fast as light, combine from two people into one person, or shoot fire from their bare hands? How about a person creating a storm with their body, maybe even something as little as a criminal stealing a freeze ray or cold gun? I do, and I have the story to prove it. So sit back, relax and find out my story.

October 7, 2014

“Barry, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime soon?” I said into the phone.

“Callie, I would love to,” He replied, “I’m sorry I’ve been held up at work, Singh has been making me do more and more work. I think he’s started to hate me more.”

I laughed. “I don’t think he hates you. Maybe he just has a hard spot for people who are always late for work.” I joked, almost mockingly, which resulted in me getting a sarcastically amused laugh from Barry.

“So, anyway, back to what you were saying about hanging out. This Tuesday around seven they’re turning on the particle accelerator and I was wondering if you would like to accompany Iris and me?”

I quietly sighed in annoyance so he wouldn’t hear, before muttering “Yeah sure, I’d love to.” If it came down spending an evening with Barry and Iris or being by myself, I would choose to go with them. Plus, I really wanted to see Barry. It’s not that I hate Iris, she’s actually one of my best friends, I just hate the fact that all he ever seems to do is constantly drool over her like she’s the last piece of cake at his third birthday party. Which makes it hard for me to hang out with the both of them together.

“Great! Can’t wait to see you Tuesday!”

“Yeah, see you then,” I responded before hanging up.

I sighed to myself, both annoyed and happy at the same time, which is a strange combination. I then realized it was probably time for me to head out (it was 2:00 in the afternoon and I was at a bar I frequented quite often (Saints and Sinners)). Don't tell Barry that I'm not the ‘stand-up gal’ he remembers from when we lived near each other.

I packed my bag, paid for my food (and many, many drinks) and, as I walked out, I saw a guy who frequents here quite often. I think his name is Leonard Snot or something, but I hope that’s not his name because, if it was, he probably got bullied a lot as a kid.

I hoped on my bike, yes, that’s correct, a motorcycle (I know I’m a rebel, don’t tell Barry.) and rode back to my very small apartment. When I arrived I got my mail and grabbed myself a coke from the fridge. I was looking through my mail and saw a letter from the local film editing agency. It was my dream to become a film editor (it’s what I majored in college), but I wasn’t doing a good job finding a job, especially since it’s been almost 6 years since college, and I’m currently working at a Big Belly Burger in town. Nobody even knows because I tell them that I work for a big corporation. What, you’ve never lied to keep your sanity? All my friends are rich business people or super smart scientists, why would they want to be friends with a poor loser-kid like me? I opened the letter and saw that it was a reply from the application I sent in about three months ago. It read:

Dear Miss Hall,

We are pleased to inform you that we received your application and we would like you to come in for an interview Tuesday around six. We are extremely sorry that you had to wait so long for this reply.

Sincerely, Bill Harvelle

I about jumped for joy as I read the letter, this was the most exciting thing that has happened to me since I found out Supernatural was being renewed for a tenth season. I grabbed my cell from my pocket and called Iris. “Hey, what’s up?” She asked in a very perky tone.

“I just got a letter from a film agency and they want me to come in on Tuesday for an interview. I just had to tell someone, I’m, like, freaking out!”

“Omg, that’s awesome!” She laughed. “I haven’t heard you this excited since, well, forever.”

I smiled into the phone before noticing that I had received a text. “Hey, I’ll call you back. Oh, wait. Actually, I’ll see you tomorrow. I have to go, I just got a text.”

“Okay,” she chirped. “Does that mean you’re going with Barry and me then?”

“Yeah, he invited me.”

“Okay, we’ll see you then,” she replied before hanging up.

I looked at the text on my phone, it from a number I didn’t recognize, but I knew exactly who it was, which made me hesitant to answer it. Callie, I know you probably don’t wanna talk to me, but by any chance in hell will you meet me at Jitters in 15 minutes?

Obviously not, Sam. I don’t care if you’re in jail or not, but don’t ever come near me or text me again. I filed the restraining order for a reason. I hesitantly replied before adding the new number to the list numbers he tried to contact me on.

1.5 years ago:

I was 28 and sitting alone in Saints and Sinners, enjoying my beer and scrolling through Tumblr, when a guy (Sam Burrows) sat across from me. He was obviously one of those ‘up-to-no-good’ guys that dads tell their kids to stay 50 feet away from at all times. However, I didn't have a dad, so maybe I just didn't know any better. Either way, we started talking and really hit it off, so we decided to go home together and, well you know, have sex.

It was supposed to be a one night stand, but then, the next morning he made me breakfast, which was strange, but romantic, so we started dating. It went great for about the first month until he started being a dick. It eventually got to the point where I broke it off, but he wasn't having it and we got into an argument which ended with him getting a broken arm. I mean, sorry don't slap a girl who knows the Green Arrow (a story for another time, let's just say we're related).

Later that night he showed up and tried to apologize, but I was done and said no. Little did I know, he had drugged my drink in his anger. I woke up the next morning half naked, beaten and bruised in an alley just outside of town, before passing out again and waking up in the hospital, needing 56 stitches, and having to deal with a concussion. Apparently, I had been raped- shocker!

I went home a couple days later and met an officer who had lived down the street from me: Joe West. He helped me find Sam and put him in prison for 2 years. After that, I met his adopted son, Barry, and he and I actually became pretty close friends.

#barry allen x oc #barry allen #the flash #leonard snart #barry allen x reader #leonard snart x oc #captain cold #leonard snart x reader #fanfiction #x reader #x oc #series rewrite #the flash rewrite

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jiminwreckedme · 8 years ago

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Chapter 1 - He who was named V.

| Prologue | 2 |

Member - Taehyung x reader , Jungkook x reader

Genre - Angst, Fluff, (future) smut

Warnings - none for this chapter

Word count - 6,196

Summary - A mysterious person who writes on your skin, an interesting co-worker who is making his way into your heart. A man whose past you need to know and a man who needs to understand your present. In a journey that takes you beyond the boundaries of time, sanity and love, you are left torn between choices to make and decisions to take.

And no. Not everything was about love. It was also about destiny.

[A/N] - I fused the original chapters 1 and 2 in this and changed 2 not-so-important character as well ( I’m sorry!)

“Happy birthday Y/N!”

You turned to see your colleague throwing you a wide smile as he walked through the office doors, hands filled with files. The inner you rolled her eyes as you feigned a smile and nodded at him once. He frowned, not pleased at your reaction, expecting a thanks or atleast a smile that was genuine, but of course you weren’t genuine. You would’ve been if it was your birthday today.

Exactly a month had passed since your birthday, and not one person at your workplace seemed to know that. Honestly, it was because of that stupid staff board up on the wall by the entrance that you thought was a pretty interesting concept when you joined the company. Every employees name, their birthday, their zodiac sign, things they like and things they hate, were neatly written down on post it notes and displayed for everyone to see. It was a great way for everyone to know a bit about the each other before formally introducing themselves.

Or so you thought, until the board in charge messed up your birthday by somehow adding an additional month to it and now everyone in the office assumed the happy day was today. Since the morning, you had received countless wishes and a half a dozen questions about when you were throwing that party everyone was waiting for, but you simply laughed it away. You had no interest in treating such shallow people for anything.

The last one year you worked here, you had assumed that by going to all these parties, dinners, clubs, karaokes together, you had made an admirable set of friends. But only today did you realize how limited to social life those relationships were. The fact that something as simple as your birthday was not known by anyone made it clear that they had no interest in extending their relationship with you to your personal life, and so you had no interest in investing time or money in friendships that were pretenses. Life had given you enough experience, that you learnt to endure only human relationships that were genuine. Half friendships were not your cup of tea.

You flipped through the many files scattered on your table, immersed in the drawings and fabrics and notes, your reading glasses perched on your nose. You had so many assignments coming up, not to mention the contract you received a few days back from client who seemed to have at least 9 digits in his bank balance. After all, this person’s house was three stories big and he wanted every inch of the first two floors redecorated to suit a more vintage taste. Of course your boss knew vintage was your specialty, so he assigned this client to you and as much as you were grateful for it, it was strenuous. It needed lot of planning and coordination of colors, patterns and things of that sort. You still had a months time till you would start the project but you were worried, refining your ideas again and again trying to reach perfection.

“So, what is the best interior designer in the town up to today?”

Color rising up your cheeks, you turned around at the voice. Not very far behind you, leaning against the table was Jeon Jungkook, his hand casually drumming the edges, his smile at you, making your heart race. You felt a little stupid. Sure Jungkook was super good looking, extremely charming and incredibly sweet but that didn’t mean you had to behave like a hopeless drooling teenage girl looking at her crush, every time you saw him. You forced your eyes to not roam over his body which was clad in a blue jeans and a very see through white shirt today. He was standing against the light moreover which was easily outlining his chiseled body. Surely it was made of at least 6 packs of abs, if not more. He dyed his hair you noticed, to a shade much darker, matching the color of his brown eyes now. He was so good looking, it hurt.

It had been about a month since he joined the office. 29 days to be exact. You remembered it well because he had joined the day just after your birthday and you had secretly thanked the universe for such a wonderful visual treat as a late birthday present. Since then he was constantly taking you aback with the compliments he dropped from time to time and the way he smiled at you from his table across the room. He would often buy coffee for the staff when you guys stayed up late, his ideas and creativity was amazing, his dedication to his job was impressive. You were convinced that there was literally nothing that could exist on this planet more perfect than Jeon Jungkook. And this perfect man, you rarely had an exchange of pleasantries with till now, was calling you the best interior designer? Wow.

“Best interior designer? When did that happen?” you tried to cover your overly happy self with an amused look.

“A few minutes ago, when the boss assigned me as an assistant to you for that vintage clients project. I figured things would be easier for me if I earned some brownie points by buttering you a little.”

You laughed at that. Though yes, he was good looking, this was what you liked about him. Nothing he did was a pretense and if it was, he didn’t hide it. He wasn’t afraid about voicing his opinion, he was genuine with people, something you had been seeing less and less in the world as you grew. Maybe that was what made you feel so attracted to him.

You were about to reply to that with something smart when another somebody walked by loudly cutting the not so awkward silence between the two of you,

“Happy birthday Y/N!”

Annoyed, you gave a sigh and turned slowly with another plastered fake smile on your face, clearly explaining your thoughts about this whole wishing thing. Jungkook seemed to be the only one who got the sarcasm behind your smile.

“Frustrating isn’t it? When people give this air that they care a lot about you, when really they don’t actually give a damn?” He watched as the confused colleague disappear behind his table. You looked at him surprised.

“What do you mean?”

“That it’s not your birthday but everyone is wishing you so sincerely which means, no one really cares. I mean if they truly did, they would have known it’s not today right?”

“How do you know? That it’s not my birthday? I don’t think I’ve ever told you.” you narrowed your eyes at him curiously.

“Well” He propped himself up on the table, bearing the weight on his hands. “I figured that your birthday and your zodiac sign on the staff board don’t really match, so one of them was for sure wrong and didn’t know which one. Your expression just now, sort of confirmed it was the birthday that was wrong.” He shrugged in a matter of fact tone.

Whatever he said or he noticed wasn’t even a big deal, but it gave you jitters all over. Did the fact that he actually put together that your birthday and zodiac sign don’t match, mean that he thought about you? Why else could he possibly notice such a small detail? Jeon Jungkook was going to make you melt into a puddle one day with all the heat he caused inside you.

“Nice observation assistant. This definitely earns you some brownie points.” Your smile at him was growing wider at his beautiful laughter in response.

“When was it though?” Cocking his head he let the sunlight behind him hit your eye, blinding you a little.

“Exactly a month ago. Same date.”

“Ah. That would mean I missed it by a couple of days maybe? It’s been less than a month since I’ve been here.....”

You nodded, telling him he’s right when he straightened out, his eyes shining with a sort of excitement.

“Then we should do something about it. I’m probably the only one in the office who knows your birthday isn’t today right? and I missed the real occasion a month back? Plus, today we both found out we are going to be working on a project together. So as a combined celebration we,” he shifted a little uncertainly. “should go out for a coffee.”

You blinked a couple of times stupidly and not because of the sunlight forcing its way into your eyes anymore. Did Jeon Jungkook just ask you for a date? For a coffee? Sure he didn’t say it was a date but it was kind of the same thing right?

The only problem was that it was a coffee date and you hated coffee. As much as you wanted to spend time with him beyond the office boundaries, you really didn’t think you could sit and pretend to like and enjoy it. Especially when you knew that both of you hated pretenses. A crush on him couldn’t make you a hypocrite right?

“Honestly Jungkook I would love to but the thing is I don’t -”

“Like coffee?”

You raised an eyebrow in surprise and he pointed at the board.

“That is the only thing that tells me the little I know about you.”

Coffee, lack of punctuality and pretenses. Those were the three things you had listed as things you hate. All three of which you seemed to be getting today. But you mentally take note that Jungkook remembered this detail about you as well and continued,

“Ah yeah. I don’t really find what is so appealing about the bitterness.” you said shaking your head

“It’s bitter but still addicting. It’s the same idea behind alcohol I guess.” he shrugged. “Then how about chocolate? I know this new shop that opened downtown and I heard the hot chocolate there is killer.”

Suppressing a smile at his attempt to find alternatives you leaned back with the most casual expression on your face “Well luckily chocolate is something I love.”

“Cool! so shall we go after work then? I need to go out to collect some fabric samples from around there anyway and I should be done only by 6. Do you think you can reach around the same time?”

“yeah sure.” you mentally kicked the screaming inner you. “I shall see you there at 6.”

He smiled like he was more relaxed now. You didn’t notice till the stiffness left his body that he was actually quite nervous. Were you making Jeon Jungkook nervous? Was this even possible?

“I should give you the address. It’s a bit hard to find if you don’t know the exact location.” he fished a pen from his pocket looking at you for a paper, making you search for a spare sheet on your table in the sea of office related material. Giving up the useless quest you held out your hand pointing at your palm and he smiled taking it, scribbling a couple of words on it.

“Well I’ll try to be on time. Hopefully the dealer doesn’t delay me. I shall see you later alright?”

He slid off the table and turned to leave when you called out to him again looking up from the words on your palm. “Hey Jungkook, if you are doing this just for those brownie points sake then you really don’t have to you know.” The place he wrote seemed to be a bit of an expensive one. You could tell he was one of those who would absolutely insist to pay for you and you didn’t know if it was alright to let him do that when you barely knew each other.

“Who said it was just for that?” he winked, giving you a cheeky smile and walking away. You were shocked that you lip was bleeding yet with all the biting of it to suppress your excited smile. Oh god, this man was definitely going to be the end of you.

Looking left and right you tried to figure out where exactly this cafe was. You lost the address Jungkook gave but you kind of remembered the name of the street. It was almost 6 already and you hated being late. You tried asking some of the passerbys if they know the shop but no one really seemed to have the patience to answer you. Consequently, you were standing at the same spot the last 15 minutes, still trying to figure out what to do.

But you felt weird. There was this constant feeling that someone had their eyes on you the whole time, watching your every move. It was stupid of course. Everyone around you was hurrying back home looking forward to the long weekend ahead. No one even had time to stop and look at you, stalking you was out of question. But you couldn’t help get the feeling that there was someone who was definitely following you. But who?

Annoyed at the lack of conclusion you were getting about everything, you decided to walk ahead and see if you could find the cafe when someone gripped your wrist from behind, spinning you around to reveal his face.

“It’s this way Y/N. where are you going?”

You breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of Jungkook. “Oh thank god you’re here. I was this close to going mad. I sort of lost the address you gave. I think it washed away when I cleaned my hands after lunch.” you looked down a little embarrassed at your carelessness. Jungkook wasn’t bothered and gave you his trademark sweet smile.

“That’s okay, Good thing I found you then? It’s this way. come on.”

He held you by the hand and walked down the street turning left and you noticed that he didn’t let you go till you reached the cafe which was a good whole 10 minutes later. Walking in, the two of you found a small comfortable corner, far from the busy streaming crowd by the window and took it immediately. It was a nice place. Warm, cozy, just right for a pleasant conversation. And since you were both interior designers the first thing you talked about of course was the ambience and the decor. He was an easy person to make a conversation with and It had been days since you had such a nice company.

“Can I take your order please?

The voice triggers your memory and you turned at the familiarness to see Jackson standing there in an apron with a small notebook.

“Y/N?” “Jackson?”

As the both of you stared pleasantly surprised at each other presence, you didn’t notice Jungkook’s eyes flicker between the two of you with not expression on his face.

“Hey babe, it’s been long isn’t it? Never thought I’d see you in my shop”

Slowly detaching Jackson from your view you shifted it on Jungkook who looked impassive and then back to the man standing next to you, a bit bothered that Jungkook had to hear Jackson call you babe, but you were more surprised that Jackson called this his shop.

“Wow Jackson, you own this place?”

“Yeah” He grinned feeling proud of himself. “Me and my girlfriend opened about 2 months back. Business has been great so far. You can see, the place is pretty packed.”

“Jackson that’s amazing! I’m so happy for you.” and you really were. Though Jackson and you weren’t quite close, you knew he was a really good person and he deserved the happiness he was getting.

“Thanks babe. Now, what can I get you two?”

Jungkook quickly sat up speaking this time. “A frappe mocha for me and a hot chocolate with whipped cream for the birthday girl.” he smirked at you making you glare at him not so threateningly.

“Oh really? Happy birthday Y/N!” Jackson shook your hand vigorously “My my, aren’t you at the right place today then? Your order is on the house tonight. Have fun guys!” And he hurried away not giving you a chance to protest.

“Really Jungkook?” you shot him an exasperated look.

“Looks like even you ex didn’t know it wasn’t your birthday today.” he leaned back shaking his head.

“My ex? What are you talking about. He’s not my ex.” you told him amused.

“Really?” he frowned confused. “But he was calling you babe and it seemed like…”

“Jackson calls everyone babe to be honest. Probably even calls his parents that. We just….know each other.”

You had met Jackson back in your college days at the club. He was a chilled guy, it was a crazy night and you both hit off in a way two needy young adults normally would. After that night you met up a couple of times and it was fine with you two because neither of you were looking for a relationship. Then apparently he met a girl he wanted to date and it wouldn’t have been right to keep seeing you, so you guys ended things amicably. Jungkook, didn’t need to know all these details. But he definitely seemed more relaxed now that you cleared this for him.

And he was right. The hot chocolate was good stuff. That and a funny conversation with Jungkook were really making this evening enjoyable until he was interrupted by a client’s call which he had to take. While he spoke immersed in his conversation, you casually looked outside the cafe, scanning the busy crowd walking by the window on the other side of the room.

And your eyes met his.

He was standing exactly in the center of the view, the crowd pouring in and around him while he was looking straight at you, his gaze not wavering, eyes not blinking. And the word beautiful seemed like an understatement when it came to him.

The young man wore a black turtle neck that was reaching his sharp jaw with his hands tucked in his black trousers. His brown hair was decorated with shades of green, the tousled griminess promising finesse. Strong arched brows, thick eyelashes distinct cheekbones - all made him look so devilishly handsome. And then his eyes - they were deep and catastrophic, a dark chocolate brown mimicking the drink in your hand, giving a gaze hot enough to make you feel a burn in your chest. Even from this far, you could see the flecks of golden in his eyes.

But there was something odd about him. He seemed angelic not just because his face seemed to mimic the heavens but because he looked so ageless and aged all at once. His pale flawless skin, his pink lips that enhanced his face, his hazel irises, all made you feel like you were looking at a timeless beauty. He was beyond beautiful.

But who was he and why was his sight so fixed on you? He couldn’t be….him?

You look involuntarily at your hands that were warm maybe because of the drink you were having. Was it him? The one who spoke to you on your skin?

You remembered that day, about 2 weeks after your birthday when you had finally got the courage to write him your questions. Who are you? What is your name? And it was on this very hand that he wrote the answer to that. He replied with a letter. A single letter.

Was this him? The one who called himself V? Could this be the one who was a stranger yet not foreign to you?

You snapped out of your thoughts. You had to see him. You had to see him again but when raised your head and looked towards the window,

He was gone.

The sound of dripping water woke you in the middle of the night, your movements forming huge shadows on the walls of your house in the dim light of the candles. You rolled your shoulders that were stiff from lying over the dining table, slowly realizing that it was raining. Oh god. You got up swiftly and rushed to the bathroom to grab a bucket. If the rain got heavier, water would soon leak through that rotten crack in your roof and that, could potentially flood your house. You placed the red plastic pail under the crevice so it could collect the rain that had a countless number of times partially submerged your house with it’s cold waters. You mentally made up your mind the fourth time this week to give an earful to the owner for still not fixing the crack.

It was high time you moved to a new place. Just a year of living here and you were already sick of it. The freezing rainwater, the howling of the dogs at night, the noise of the train that passed by every half an hour - every sound would relentlessly bang against your eardrums, frustrating your every cell. But you couldn’t move from here. You didn’t earn much as an interior designer and you still had to pay off your college student loans. After setting aside the loan amount and the rent you paid for this place, you were left with hardly enough to cover your daily expenses. Since there were no resources to help you move to a more decent place, until you got a better job, this was where you had to survive.

Maybe after that big shots contract things could change. You looked at all the material spread out on your dining table, lit by candles in the sudden absence of electricity in your neighborhood. It was such a huge project, you even dedicated your weekends to it these days. Surely it would get you a bonus or maybe some extra commission after this was over. Maybe then you could at least get the crack fixed.

You were pretty excited about the project. Obviously because as an interior designer, a 3 story house would be one of your biggest challenges but also it enabled you to spend the entire of last week with Jungkook. You both were to come up with the ideas for redesigning the house and then create a presentation to show the client and get his approval. By now you had hardly finished designing the massive living room area. There was a long way to go with your new assistant on this project.

Jungkook was great to work with. He was imaginative and your tastes matched really well. Even if you disagreed about certain things you both would talk it out and resolve it calmly. Most of the time you spoke about work so you rarely got to talk about each other. It was only natural that you often found yourself looking forward to the moments when you ate lunch together or when he dropped you on his bike late at night, the two of you lost in your conversations. Jackson’s cafe had also somehow become your official hangout place.The two of you would land up there almost every evening for some or the other drinks and snacks. Jungkook and Jackson hit off pretty well. You also met Jackson’s girlfriend and you were starting to take a liking in her. While you really enjoyed the company of all three of them, that was not why you went to the cafe so often.

It was to see him again.

Ever since that evening in the cafe when you had seen that young man, you had been waiting to catch sight of him just once more. Your memory of him was starting to fade already. Now, a week later, you could remember only what he was wearing and barely seemed to recollect the soft details his face. You had to see him again before it was too late. Before you entirely forgot how he looked. You couldn’t help but wonder if that person was the same one who wrote on your skin.The person to who, from your 24th birthday, you could write back to. And after days of analyzing you thought finally figured out why you could speak to him, what had changed.

You had changed.

When you felt his presence for the first time, on your 8th birthday, one of the most significant days of your life, you had just lost your most significant battle. A drawing competition. Your position today as an interior designer of course stemmed from your passion for art as a child. Drawing contests and art exhibitions were an integral part of your childhood so losing that competition that day had disappointed you much more than you expected it to. The orphanage you grew up in never encouraged art much, so no one was bothered that you were wailing over a simple drawing contest.

But that day as you sat huddled on the bed crying, you saw art better than you had ever seen before. Flowers, designs, strokes of beautiful drawings began forming on your skin. And it was not just that night. Every night since then, some or the other strange pattern appeared on you and you stayed up all night under the faint light of your lamp, copying the intricate shapes in a book. There was a unique pattern to the work. The designs seemed absurd, random and archaic. But there was a beauty in them, a beauty you understood the more and more you looked at them. These designs in fact were the ones that got you your job today. Years ago the designs which gave you comfort for losing a small drawing contest, later became the reason for your first victory in the game of life.

When you were 16, they turned into words for the first time because of Mark. As great as it was being in a relationship with him, that much it hurt after you broke up. That day, Mark the asshole, became your first and last relationship. You were sitting under a tree silently cursing him between your tears, taking apart the birthday card he made for you, filled with messages that didn’t mean what they said, when you felt the tingle on your skin for the first time. And you saw the three words.

Are you okay?

While that should have scared you to death, it didn’t frighten you at all. Rather, even amidst your tears it made you smile. That day you realized, I love you were not the only three words that could make someone’s heart flutter. A simple question like this asked out of concern could warm someone on the inside too.

From then, the writings on your skin became your constant companion, understanding you in ways even you didn’t understand yourself. And Now on your 24th birthday you could write back to he who left these writings, something you could never do before. That meant there was something about the multiples of 8. Each time 8 years passed, something changed. You only wondered what would happen on your 32nd birthday.

You could ask him though. Now that you could talk to him, you could ask him, if he also saw the connection between your age and the link between you both. You could ask him hundreds and thousands of questions now. Questions you had about the world, about the relationship between you two, about him. You could also ask him if the boy outside the cafe really was him but you were scared. What if it was him? What would happen if you know how he looked now? It would mean he was no longer a stranger and something about that made you feel uneasy. The only reason you were able to share your most personal things with him was because he was unknown. Someone who you didn’t know. Someone who couldn’t judge you like the rest of the world. Someone who was there for you without needing you to be there for them.

Knowing who he was meant you were obliged to be concerned about him. It meant you had to be there for him too like he was there for you. It meant you would know more and more about him in the process, and as much as that excited you initially, it was starting to scare you now. What if he wasn’t who you wanted him to be? What if it was better if he was stranger? Rather than being disappointed, you’d rather not know him at all.

But you started to know who he was already and it all began the day you asked him that question…..

How was your day today?

Pretty good. I finally completed that preschool project today so I’m kind of ecstatic. How was yours?

Not very eventful. Nothing in my life is very eventful really.

What is his life? All these years you had only pondered and pondered pointlessly over this question. Even though now you spoke back to him, you somehow never had the chance to ask anything about him. Maybe it was because you were so immersed in just talking about your life all the time, that you never got to ask him about his. But you were determined to know today. Something. Anything about him. So you wrote again.

Listen.

Listening.

There’s something I want to ask you.

What?

Will you answer it though? Something tells me you won’t.

If I have an answer to it, I will.

You took a deep breath, the pen shaking in your hand. This was it. This was the first step you would take to know who this person was. And as much as you were waiting for this moment, you were suddenly afraid. Did you want to know though? How would this change things now? Would this even change things now?

What is your name?

My name?

I always hoped that there would be a day I’d know the name of the man with whom I shared my life all these years.

You assume too quickly sweetheart. I could be a woman for all you know.

You stared at the message too stunned to speak. Well of course, it didn’t have to be a man. Why did you always think it was a man writing to you? Maybe because of the way he portrayed himself? It was not too emotional, always to the point. He never gave too much advice, never seemed to have romantic ideals - whoever this person was definitely felt like a man.

I’m so sorry. Are you a woman then?

For some reason you could feel him laugh on the other side. Strange. You never felt that before.

No. I’m man, that I can tell you. But my name. That I cannot answer, for I don’t have one.

You don’t have a name?

A name is barely a transient word that others use to label you. For someone like me it has no meaning. It changes according to time, place and person.

So for someone like me, what would your name be?

There was a long gap. Your words sunk into your skin but his words didn’t appear. You put your pen aside thinking this was maybe a question you shouldn’t have asked. Maybe as anonymous you wished he would be, that anonymous he wished to stay. But then you felt the tingling sensation again.

You walked up to the window of your bedroom feeling the chilly night air on your skin, the droplets of rain running through your fingers. You felt goosebumps rise all over the exposed self that you were barely covering with your night clothes. The moonlight illuminated your pale skin making it look even more ghostly. The sun’s light never fell on you this way.

For the last 16 years, you only appeared in front of another person with every inch of your skin covered. It was crucial to do so, you had no choice. His messages had a mind of their own. They would appear anywhere and everywhere on you. Mostly it was on your hands or arms, but sometimes you woke up in the morning to find your whole body covered with black designs like you were some rebellious teenager gone emo overnight. Or sometimes it was just lines, scratch like marks, as though you were clawed by some strange wild animal. One day you even woke up to see poems, hundreds of poems, sad, romantic and painful inscribed all over you, but like always, as soon as you read them they sunk in and disappeared, leaving your skin like a fresh parchment waiting for it’s next message.

You had to be cautious all the time to ensure no one saw these words. You couldn’t let people know your secret. The only person who knew it, would never look you in eye since she found out. You were in grade 12 when you had shown your secret to the girl you thought was your best friend for 6 years and the fear she had in her eyes haunted you till today. Whatever was happening with you was not normal but you learnt to live with it and appreciate it. At least there was one person who didn’t fake their concern for you, and however inconvenient it was for you to dress fully covering yourself, a huge part of you was happy to do it.

But you still had some regrets. Not that you blamed him or something but this man V had absolutely ruined some aspects of your life. It was so hard to get clothes that fit in your budget, looked good and covered all of you simultaneously. It was harder to explain to all your tinder dates why even in the hottest of summers you showed up clad in such stuffy clothes, why a one night stand, was strictly at night and only in the dark, why you always left before the they woke up, leaving a simple note that it was an emergency. You had to make up answers for these questions all the time. So many lies that you wondered, if there would ever be a day when you could meet someone with whom you could truly be yourself - open, honest, with all your defenses down, not needing to be scared of anything.

There was only one man you could be yourself in front of. Not Jungkook, not Jackson, but the man who was your biggest secret himself. V. Maybe that’s why it was so important to you to see him. Even though it scared the hell out of you, you wanted to meet him, know him.

While walking back to the work waiting for you on the table, another crazy thought came into your head. You stared at the pen sitting on it for a minute before making up your mind and picking it up, letting your curiosity take over your fear.

Are you awake?

You write and watch as the words linger on your skin for what seems like eternity and then finally sink in replaced by his reply.

Yes, but what are you doing awake at this time?

Thinking.

About?

You.

What about me?

About who you are. Where you live? Who lives with you? If you are alone too like me? I was lucky enough to have someone like you to listen to me my whole life. Did you also have someone for you? There are so many questions I keep thinking.

You should really go to sleep now y/n. It’s getting late.

You should really answer my questions now V. It’s high time.

And what will you do knowing about me?

The same thing you did knowing about me.

I did nothing.

I will do the same then

The knowledge of who I am, is of no use to you.

Well was there any use to you knowing who I am?

God you are stubborn.

Can’t you see it? I think this is how it was decided to be. 16 years after I know you, I’m finally able to tell you whatever I want. I can ask you everything you’ve always left unanswered. I think fate arranged for this with a good intention.

Fate only arranges things for its own amusement. It plays horribly with the lives of people. Don’t fall victim to this. I don’t want you to regret this.

I won’t.

Do you really have to do this Y/N?

You could see his dislike for this conversation through his words. More like you could feel it. Some part of you somehow, somewhere clearly felt all the emotions running through him. He was feeling uncertain, vulnerable, scared. Scared like you felt at the thought of someone getting to know about your secret. He was scared of telling you about him. But now you were no longer scared to listen.

Yes I have to.

You were being brave with him today. Not allowing him to steer the conversation the way he wished, not making you the subject of the discussion. Maybe you were being too hopeful about this. Maybe he wouldn’t even reply-

What do you want to know?

You smiled, relaxing at his words. You could still feel him tensed, his nervous energy radiating off your skin, but you were not going to back off now. Not after coming so far.

Everything.

Everything?

Everything. Everything about you. Like you know about me. I want to know your story.

My story is not something I am proud of.

Why?

No one is proud of a story that begins with a curse.

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TMNT Fanfic: Fire And Oxygen: Where My Demons Hide

Testing out the full “Mikey The Lifegiver” fanfic based on that headcanon where Mikey, still new to his Utrom-enhanced inborn psychic empath powers, teaches Raph to control his emotional rages, for which Angel123 did a beautiful illustration. Going to edit and post on both AO3 and FFnet later. Do give feedback here for content and such, like if I should add anything, etc. Remember, right now it’s just telepathy and intuitive sensing and some clairvoyance, and the telekinesis comes much much later in the series once he and April and Splinter start training. Plus, there are always side effects. He’s got temporal lobe epilepsy and a migraine disorder now. Sometimes headaches precede visions too.

Fire And Oxygen: Where My Demons Hide

Raphael was having nightmares again.

They were always the same. The endings were always different.

This time, Michelangelo took the katana in the side but Leonardo didn’t notice in time.

This time, Michelangelo took the knives to the chest meant for Donatello, but they couldn’t save him.

This time, Michelangelo was raped by that Foot ninja more than once, more than just fingers, and Raphael could not reach him.

And Raph bolted up in his bed roaring, tears streaming down his face. He was rasping out his little brother’s name. Chompy had climbed onto his chest, pawing at his face, making those little frantic whimpers, the same whining sounds he had made when Tokka came to get him and he realized he would be leaving Earth – Raph – behind.

His hands trembling, Raph clutched the puppy-like alien turtle delicately and growled, hiccupping.

Just a dream, his mind begged. Please, it’s just a bad dream, Mikey’s alive and he’s fine, there’s nothing wrong.

This time, Mikey’s latest seizure – the one caused by Raph hitting him and yelling at him – didn’t stop, it led to what Donnie called status epilepticus. Which, Donnie added, often lead to Sudden Unexpected Death In Epilepsy, it had its own acronym.

Mikey had stopped breathing. His heart had stopped beating. His brain shut down. He had died.

Raphael let out a sob that Chompy somehow echoed.

Raph’s bedroom door opened, not slowly, and it banged against the wall. Raph kept his eyes shut.

Someone sat on his bed; he felt the bottom of a carapace brush his blanket-covered leg. A three-fingered leathery smooth hand landed on his left shoulder. It began to rub up and down his arm. Another hand cupped the right side of his head. A large smooth leathery thumb wiped under his eyes.

A kind of energy – undeniably familiar from so many meditation sessions, breathe in breathe out – very carefully swept over his head, down his shoulders and arms, covering his torso, all the way down his legs, pooling into his feet, then disappearing and gathering in the very center of his forehead, swirling, full of all the shades of red, fading down to pink, then very slowly shifting into dark dark orange, cascading through that color wheel until the orange was bright, almost dark yellow, almost sunset, tinged with dark pink, red and yellow bleeding into one another, the way orange did, delight and passion eternal twins.

Raph felt himself take three deep breaths. He opened his eyes.

Michelangelo’s faces was inches from his own, kissing close. His mouth was tilted up on one side into a gentle smile and his eyes were overwhelmingly kind and gentle.

“Hey, bro,” he said quietly.

Swallowing, Raph suddenly felt humiliated. “H-hey.”

“You okay now?”

“I, um, I think so.”

Sighing, Mikey leaned in and pressed his forehead to Raph’s, still looking into his eyes. “It’s okay, you know.”

Raph didn’t blink but he mentally shrank back. “Uh…?”

“Freaking out. The nightmares. I’m like an expert now. I literally have no shame. It happens.”

Raph’s throat closed up a little. He pulled away just enough to wipe his face with the palm of one hand, and then he noticed that Chompy was snuggled in his lap, looking at Mikey with his tongue lolling. “But…I, um…they…”

“They’re memories,” his brother confirmed. “And then they change, and they’re nightmares. And you can’t do a damn thing.”

Raphael just nodded. “Y…you kept…dying. We…we couldn’t…nothing…”

Mikey suddenly grabbed Raph’s shoulders and narrowed his eyes, although his smile didn’t fade. “Dreams, Raph. Just dreams. Your fears. Your…your demons. I’m still here. Leo and Don, still here.”

Raph felt himself swell with what he could only identify as anguish. “But. Mikey. It could happen. It could really happen, for real, okay? It’s not my imagination, it’s stuff that could happen to you! And I can’t stop it! I can’t!” Heat gathered in his eyes and he sucked in a shuddering breath.

Mikey nodded and leaned back a little, clasping his hands together, as Chompy reached up to lick his fingers. Mikey kept smiling. “Y’know, a while back, I was helping Leo in the dojo because he was super duper tense and Sensei was worried he was pushing himself too hard. I picked up on that, and I went to see him and he was totally tense and zoned out. I put a little too much empathic energy into him, I had a seizure, Leo freaked out. Like, I think he thought I was dying. But I always come back. You know that. I’d never leave you guys.”

Raph looked down at Chompy for a few minutes. When he inhaled he tasted tears. “But…remember that time…you were so depressed…you let that katana wound get infected and you didn’t care, Mikey. I was holding you, you were crying. And then you got even worse, you were in a coma for over a week! And…and remember when you took that hit to the chest for Donnie, you were out for two whole weeks, you needed machines to breathe for you, you were in so much pain, Mikey, we really thought you might die, and when you woke up you were so numb…you…you…”

And Raph was crying, and he didn’t care.

And Mikey was hugging him tightly, and he sobbed into his little brother’s neck, deflated and defeated, grasping and grabbing Mikey’s carapace, holding on for dear life as though his baby might fade any second.

“I’m here,” Mikey whispered. “Raph, Raph, I’m here. It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay. I have you. You won’t let me fall. You won’t let me drown. Remember? Remember the squirrelanoids? You got me. You caught me. I didn’t drown because you caught me.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Raphael gasped, “Lucky shot. Got lucky. I could’ve missed. I dream about it. I didn’t grab your hand fast enough. I didn’t hit the squirrelanoid that grabbed you. You got pulled down. Into the water. You were screaming for us. They bit you. They…they ki-”

“Sshhhhh. Raph, it’s all right. That’s not what happened. We’re home, you an’ me, and we’re safe. I promise.”

“Mikey, fuck, I love you. I can’t breathe.”

“Breathe, bro. C’mon. Breathe for me, Raph, I got ya, no one’s gonna hurt ya, I won’t let ‘em.”

Raphael gasped for air and found it somehow, tinged with sunshine.

“I love you, Raph.”

That same soothing energy washed over him, crashed through him, and it wiped away the fear, the anxiety, the rage. His body stopped shaking.

He pulled away and huddled against his headboard, frowning, breathing breathing breathing. Chompy was now pressed against his side.

Mikey was staring at him with a rakish, lopsided grin. His hands were folded, index fingers raised and pointing at his chin. “Feel better?”

Raph nodded. “Calm.”

“Good. Calm is my speciality.”

“Mikey, your speciality is being an annoying little goof.”

“But it brings calm and sanity to the group, doesn’t it.”

Raph found himself grinning. “If by sanity you mean utter confusion.”

“Hey, I never said I resonated with this reality.”

“Mikey, you’re a separate reality on your own.” And Raphael found himself reaching out to give his baby brother a noogie, which was graciously accepted.

“I know it’s, like, three in the morning,” Mikey said, “but I can sense you can’t fall asleep without help. Feel like a lesson in how to soothe your emotional rages?”

Raph grinned. “Why the hell not. You’ve been good at that all our lives, just by givin’ me an outlet.”

Mikey booped him on the nose. “’kay. First step is learning how to breathe.”

Raph began to roll his eyes, until he felt Mikey’s entire hand slam against his face.

“Dude. In for as long as you can go. Picture gold light as you inhale. Out for as long as you can go. Picture silver light as you exhale.”

Raph pushed the hand away. “Whatever you say.”

But it worked.

As the breathing exercises continued, Mikey cupped Raph’s face in both hands and pressed their foreheads together. “Remember. You control your flow. Even when it gets away from you. It’s yours. I am going to tell you exactly what I told Donnie and Leo. The first rule of being is this: Let yourself go. Let it surround you. Don't push it away, don't fight it. Just exist in the moment. Let everything come into you and breathe. Just breathe. Got that?”

Wordlessly, Raph nodded.

“Your anger is always in you, right at the surface,” Mikey said. “It’s part if you, like logic is for Donnie. You have a kickass temper, you have a short fuse, it’s who you are. But it’s like a controlled burn, if you let it be. It’s power.”

“Like yours?”

“Yeah, a little. It’s energy. You gotta direct it or it just slips out and does what it wants. It can hurt. It can hurt other people. But it can help. Let’s make sure it helps, my bro.”

Biting his lip, Raphael felt and saw the crimson glow of his anger surrounding him, waiting for orders. It was like a creature, a beast. Something with teeth. Surrounded by his own psychic darkness, kept hidden yet right at the surface. He reached out mentally to touch it and felt it press against him, curl around him purring. His creature. His emotional rage, his emotional excitement. Everything he felt to the core, even the happy emotions; he could sense its odd ability to break off into smaller beasts to represent all his feelings. It was beautiful, it was his, it was terrifying, it was beautiful, it belonged to him.

A ring of orange suddenly surrounded it, and brushed against it; some of that light wrapped around the red like a harness. Mikey, he realized. The creature purred louder and seemed to relax into that orange, like old friends.

“Let your flow exist,” Mikey’s voice drifted through his ears and his mind. “But let it stay close to you. It wants you to work with it.”

Raphael leaned back and opened himself wide. As if sensing the acceptance, the red glow, massive and thick, moved through him, thrumming, growling softly. He realized that he had never felt such peace with himself.

“There ya go, awww” Mikey said, out loud or telepathically he didn’t know. It didn’t matter. “S’gonna be super hard to maintain when you’re fighting in battle, but at least it’s a good start.”

Raph opened his eyes. Mikey’s hands had begun to move away from his face. Without thinking, Raph reached up and grabbed them, squeezing. Mikey’s eyes widened a little. The blue, thinned due to dilation, was glittering, like a gemstone, slightly glassy, and his face was a little pale.

“Thank you, baby brother,” Raph whispered, a lump in his throat.

Mikey swallowed and nodded. His left eye twitched a little.

“You okay? Raph asked. “You need anything?”

Smiling wanly, Mikey inhaled. “I’m cool.”

“You sure? You look like you’ve got a hell of a headache.” Raph ran his hand down the side of Mikey’s face. Concern and fear gripped him, but somehow that force of calm held them back from rising too quickly.

“Just…a side effect from these powers, y’know? I’m still learning.” Mikey smiled again, but Raph could swear he looked dizzy.

“Here, lay down.” Raph shifted until he was against the wall. “It’s three in the mornin’ after all.”

Mikey instinctively shifted and shuffled until he lay on his side. Raph guided his head to his own plastron. “I’m glad you’re here, Mikey.” And he yawned.

“Me too, Raph.” And then Mikey was silent, and his body slumped and he began to softly snore. Raph simply let his hand rest on his brother’s head.

Chompy burrowed a little further into his opposite side, and Raph scratched his chin. “’Night, Chompy,” he whispered. “Hopefully, no more nightmares.”

When he closed his eyes, a bright mix of red and orange danced across his mind, and he found himself smiling.

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Artist Interview #4: Cheyenne Beh & Nazar Klepatskyy

William: So introduce yourselves, like one at a time say what you guys do-

Nazar: She’s good at English so I’ll follow her lead.

William: Yeah like your practice

Cheyenne: My name is Cheyenne Beh, I’m 22 and I study English Literature at Concordia. I’m currently in my last year and my favourite veins of English would Aestheticism, modern fiction, gothic literature. But I’m sort of veering towards decadent era because I find that most of my writing is very, it’s sort of like a borderline obsession with Aestheticism. Super decadent, it’s incredibly dark and nihilistic even. I would say a combination of Kafka, Tolstoy, big names-

William: That’s a pretty good list

Cheyenne: Yeah big names. Currently I’m trying to write a really good screenplay. I’ve named it Modus Operandi. I’ve heard it’s sort of a… god who’s that director?

Nazar: Anderson?

Cheyenne: No, no… it’s, he does sort of absurd British comedy. But anyways I’m trying to recreate that and have this modern feel to it.

Nazar: I’m Nazar Klepatskyy and I graduated at Concordia in music, classical composition. I play in a rock band, write the songs, sing and play guitar.

William: What’s your band called?

Nazar: Hoozbah! We play rock and roll. Big emphasis on groove and not so much about rock and roll persay to be within those standards. But just trying to make good music. Without really trying to… like genre isn’t so important, just the quality. I guess the best judge of that is my taste. That’s only criteria thus far!

William: Were you guys looking for an apartment with spaces to be able to have your own music room or writing room?

Nazar: Well I was definitely pushing towards a two bedroom place because I knew I needed an enclosed space to do my music. I still get on her nerves because it’s loud but at least I’m not self conscious about belting out in an open space. Now I have my own little private room where I can be as loud as I want and do as many weird sounds as I want.

Cheyenne: Yeah I sacrifice my own sanity for Nazar’s sake. But luckily this place came with a little nook.

Nazar: Yeah that was just an added advantage.

Cheyenne: For me yeah

William: Ok, so you were mostly looking for a room for you and it was just happenstance that-

Nazar: Happenstance! Third day in a row that we hear that word!

Cheyenne: That YOU hear that word! I’ve heard that one before

Nazar: You’ve heard it before?

Cheyenne: I study english literature

Nazar: I’ve never heard it, I literally learned about this word two days ago-

Cheyenne: He’s going to start using it now

Nazar: And yesterday we watched another movie and it had it again and today boom. Third time in a row. I always say that whenever you learn a new word-

William: You start to hear it

Nazar: You’ll hear it immediately after

William: Yeah because you’re aware of it

Nazar: I don’t know if it’s because it’s coincidental or if it’s pure happenstance

Cheyenne: wow

Nazar: You know what I mean... What was the question?

William: It was, like did it just turn out that-

Cheyenne: Yeah it just turned out that my nook came with the place and it was right next to the balcony which is always a nice bonus. It’s open air and I can just open the door whenever I want, step out-

Nazar: Except it’s cold as shit in the winter because it doesn’t heating

Cheyenne: Yeah whatever, but that’s why if you go to my little nook you’ll see tons of furry carpets and I’ve hand sewed my own pillow cases and everything’s really fluffy. It’s kind of small but I, I’m not claustrophobic at all

William: So you like a more enclosed cozy space?

Cheyenne: I do! Sort of like Roald Dahl’s creative space. I don’t know if you’ve seen a video of him and his little shed

William: No I haven’t

Cheyenne: He basically has this huge chair and he has his little leg stand and he’s got a tray for him and pencils. Everything is close with his cigarettes and ashtray. So I can just turn around and everything is there. It’s just really accessible and I love being sheltered. Like a little nest

William: Do you think it’s because, because you’re discipline with writing and literature you don’t need that physical space? Or is it just more of preference?

Cheyenne: I guess in English Lit I do a lot of close analysis so I guess form informs content. Sort of like a concrete poetry meets an actual real life space and entity that can embody that. But yeah, I use my room more as a space of comfort more than I would actually go to. There’s a magnetic flow to it and it’s definitely extremely, like a nest, I feel very protected in there. But that’s the only reason why I like it small.

William: And so did you have any other characteristics you wanted in your music room? Or was it something isolated?

Nazar: I mean yeah something isolated, it’s good that it’s not a full square shape. There’s a little 45 degree wall which helps with reverberation. But it’s a bit small for what I want and it’s annoying how not soundproof it is. Because literally everyone hears it it’s completely useless to have it except for my own perception of what’s going on in my own environment

William: So there’s a lot of sound bleed then?

Nazar: There’s a bunch of that, I wouldn’t call it the ideal place but it definitely helps

William: It serves its purpose

Nazar: Yeah it serves its purpose

Cheyenne: Yeah with a post-grad pay I’m not sure you can have exactly what you want just yet! Look at this boy!

Nazar: But that’s the thing it’s not fully set up yet. Because I’m always advocating how it takes at least 6 months for an apartment or a room or whatever to find its true form

Cheyenne: Yeah to flourish completely

Nazar: So at my old apartment on Prince where you were, that one was a lot… we’ve done a lot more wackier musical shit there and it was really cool because I had the piano there. Another big downfall here is it’s not big enough to have an actual acoustic piano. That’s a really big bummer.

William: So you’re still adjusting to being able to create in your room?

Nazar: Yeah well I’m building a table currently to put in the corner to facilitate my musical needs.

William: So do you find in that case that you’re more compatible with working in different spaces (pointing at Cheyenne) and that for you (pointing at Nazar) it takes a while before you get comfortable enough to able to have that creative flow?

Nazar: Yeah it definitely takes time setting up the right environment to feel like it’s mine and a comfortable place. Here in this place I haven’t really done too much in there. Like I practice in there but in terms of the creativity that comes with it, I haven’t fully garnished the movement for me to able to get what I need.

William: How would you say you organize your space? Are you messy or clean?

Nazar: Disorganized. Organization is disorganization

Cheyenne: I think it’s easier to find things and find objects when your room is in a disarray because I feel as if you’re more susceptible to remembering where exactly you put it. For me I have a significantly smaller space that Nazar, like it’s so much easier for me to find whatever I need but-

William: So you guys don’t have any problems with like a difference in organization?

Nazar: No I mean honestly it just depends on the mood. Like I literally just cleaned up that place before you came here but before it was just all my shit just in a random pile and that’s just how I’ve been in there. I can’t say that it’s been making my process any easier because it’s cramped and-

William: Do you think after, like forcing it to be clean by having me come over and take pictures, do you think it’ll help or hinder the process?

Nazar: Well I like to keep it organized but seldom does it work out that way

Cheyenne: I think I’m a lot more adaptable than you (Nazar) in spaces

Nazar: Yeah well definitely too because let’s say if I was just doing music compositions and if I had the music in my head and just writing it it would be a lot easier but for it’s a lot of experimentation with the sounds. Literally just doing it over and over and over like obsessively for me to be able to get something out of it

William: So you have to concretely play it, you’re more practical

Nazar: I have to play it like 40 times until I get it right and then-

William: Then you can write it down?

Nazar: I don’t even write it down I just record it. I write the lyrics down but yeah.

William: So I guess, do you feel as though your space is done evolving (pointing to Cheyenne) do you think it’s where you want it to be and you’re comfortable with what it is?

Cheyenne: Definitely. I think for me what’s very important is that it’s aesthetically pleasing but also for it to exude this comfort. Not only do I want myself to be comfortable, but I want whoever that walks in to be impressed with it. I guess that ties into my fascination with decadence. Sort of the beautiful entities in life

William: So for you it’s less of like pure functionality, it’s as though aesthetic is function in a way?

Cheyenne: It is! And I think I have organized it into a way where it is very pleasing to the eye but also super accessible and I can function completely normally. Like I sat in that nook and I wrote my entire creative portfolio in the time span of two days and I was fine because I had everything there. I was just so comfortable. It’s light, the air control is good, I’m much more in my head, I rely more on my mentality like my psyche to push me throughout unlike Nazar, like Nazar needs to be very handsy and grab onto things. To be physically stimulated. I’m more mentally stimulated.

Nazar: It’s why I hate working on music on computers

Cheyenne: Yeah, like I’m heavily reliant on using my right hand and just a pen. It’s all I need. I can work anywhere practically.

William: And for you Nazar you feel like you’re space is still evolving

Nazar: Definitely, it’s still a work in progress I don’t feel comfortable in there yet I’d say

William: And that hinders your creative process?

Nazar: Yeah but overall I feel like I’ve been missing something and I think the biggest factor in that is just not having a acoustic piano. Because it’s so much-

William: You relied on it a lot?

Nazar: I really did yeah. Because whenever you feel like it you can just sit down and you play something. It was in the living room too so it was more of a social thing to. It wasn’t isolated but that also didn’t get in the way so it was just really easy and accessible and nothing beats a real piano. Having that, or rather not having that form of expression is hindering the process a bit I feel. Also not having the table so all my gear is laid out in a way that’s easily accessible. So sometimes I just don’t do it-

Cheyenne: Except we sing

Nazar: Yeah instead we sing sometimes

Cheyenne: We sing in the living room. Because this is also essentially like a creative space for us. I think both our creative processes flourish in this area. It’s colourful. I think we’re both very very dependent on colour to stimulate us. Right wouldn’t you say so (looking at Nazar)? Like Nazar needs his blue lighting and there’s a red lighting in this living room and we also love candles and the ambient lighting.

Nazar: Well I’m a strong believer that it’s all inspirational, productivity or whatever it just comes to you like that but it’s very important to have a place where once it comes to you you can just go there and hone it in.

William: So you feel like the spark can come from living room here but-

Nazar: Exactly! The spark always comes from the living room actually. Very often when we’re just sitting here I’m like okay bye I want to play guitar but then I go there and I’m kind of turned off by the space a little bit because it’s not in its final form. Probably also because it’s a fucking pig sty most of the time.

William: And is it the same for you (Pointing to Cheyenne) do you get your sparks here or?

Cheyenne: Honestly I get my sparks everywhere-

William: Well would you say the social aspect of the living room helps?

Cheyenne: Oh definitely, I’m a strong believer in energies and whoever comes over to the house they sort of have something or something that they emit and permeate in the air then I’ll definitely go to my nook and write. But sometimes I’m just very happy here. I guess it just depends, the lighting for me is really important. Like sometimes I just really want his presence around me and that works a lot.

William: So you feed off his energy in a way?

Cheyenne: Sometimes, yeah depends whether if he’s in a good mood or not. Sometimes it’s like ok fuck off I’m donezo with you mate.

Nazar: And I just realized, because you’re talking about the social aspect. To be honest the only reason why I need that room is because I’m living with her. If I was living alone then I really wouldn’t need that space. In fact I’d prefer to just be able to do it wherever whenever. It’s kind of how my old place was but the advantage, I had a roommate, but it was a really big apartment and it was too floors. So the first floor, whenever I wanted to do my shit it was mine. So yeah it’s like a cave for me to hide from external eyes and ears.

Cheyenne: Except I’m still always there

William: Yeah even though she can still hear it

Nazar: Yeah she can still hear it! (Looking at Cheyenne) Have you noticed that I always had a hard time being creative at your old apartment?

Cheyenne: Well it was open concept

Nazar: Well it was open concept but the problem was that you were there. If you weren’t there then it would be super cool.

William: So you have to have your own space?

Nazar: Like I need to be completely closed off from other people because then I get too worried about opinions.

William: I think I’m the same

Nazar: Because I do some weird shit, I’m making weird sounds and practicing and making a bunch of mistake. I just don’t want to get self conscious about people hearing me do that. It’s just something for me alone but I have a great time doing it.

Cheyenne: Yeah I’m the opposite I was literally here doing Karaoke here by myself belting out good songs. I don’t know, what’s the problem (looking at Nazar)?

Nazar: That’s just how it is when it comes to art I’m a lot more introvert. Like a lot more so.

Cheyenne: Yeah I mean I think as we grow older inspiration is for amateurs the rest of us just have to get to work you know what I mean?

William: Yeah I operate in the same mentality, I just want to force it

Cheyenne: And I think if you were to cave yourself in constantly, if you were to only isolate yourself in one space you don’t train yourself to be adaptable so that when inspiration does hit you

William: But then also it can have an advantage of when you walk into that space *snaps* you’re productive

Cheyenne: Yeah immediately triggered by it which is fantastic

Nazar: Not there yet though

Cheyenne: Not there yet

William: So having been through the experience of building your spaces, obviously you’re still building yours (Nazar)

Nazar: I’ve built a previous one that worked really well

William: Oh okay, so for the both of you do you have any advice for anyone building in your case (Nazar) a music room, or in your case (Cheyenne) a writer’s nook?

Cheyenne: Yeah I think if you’re building a writer's nook you have to have a lot of images like paintings, little canvases. Because it depends, say for me I have tons of little paintings of Japanese art because I’m really inspired by how beautiful it looks like the Hokusai wave and these Japanese demons. They allude to something else, something deeper and darker and when I stare at them I’m just fascinated. You also need a really good table with tons of compartments. Pull out papers and have tons of pens.

William: Do you feel like you work better on paper?

Cheyenne: Yeah definitely I’m actually technologically inept like I don’t know how I even run, like I haven’t even looked at my website in a month

William: Yeah I’m the same

Cheyenne: Yeah I think pen and paper is the most solid way of getting anything done because you’re processing what you’re thinking and putting onto a piece of paper. What better way to cement that. Like you can’t lose a piece of paper, well you can but it’s there and it’s tangible. When I look at a computer screen I can’t grab onto it whereas [on paper] I can look and trace my fingers, what’s going on where’s my thought process, my creative process. Stream of consciousness type thing. I would also recommend having tons of books because then you can refer to certain books. Like I just annotate all over my novels even if it’s just for leisurely purposes and not for academia I’ll just remember instantly one quote or instance in the chapter that I want to go and garner inspiration from this or a certain phrase that I’d love to… what’s that word you used before?

William: Incorporate?

Cheyenne: No it’s sort of a collage

William: Pastiche?

Cheyenne: Yeah Pastiche, pastiching different quotes from different books and creating this new story. It’s fantastic.

William: I’m curious actually this is a small tangent but have you ever tried using a typewriter because I feel like that might be a middleground

Cheyenne: Yeah I mean I would love one but I can’t… I feel as though if I were to get a typewriter I would need to really commit. I can’t just get a cheap one or else if it gets stuck mid page

William: Right I’m the same I want a typewriter so bad

Cheyenne: But you want good quality you know, like if you get a cheap one and it starts being faulty mid sentence and you’re inspired what do you do then!? You’re like ah shit! But definitely when I do get a typewriter what I’m doing has to be precise and that would force me to try to attain perfection no matter what

William: And for you Nazar would you have any advice for building a music room?

Nazar: Well I’d say don’t rush it because from my experience it always, you have this one idea, you set it up and then you just got to-

William: You have to use it and learn how to use it

Nazar: Exactly, you have to listen to the room speak to you in a way. Because it’s going to evolve into something, eventually it’s going to take its final form. That’s why I say the 6 month approximate thing, at least that’s how it is with me. Because we jumped in here and put a whole bunch of art up and we ended up taking it all out and I restructured the room and now the ideal form is different from what it was initially and that’s because I set it up. Tried it. Realized it didn’t really work for so and so reason and so it just evolves. So I think the perfect space comes with time and patience.

Cheyenne: And preferably some usable instruments considering this is a music room right?

William: Right

Cheyenne: Completely neglected that fact

William: If you could change one thing about your space what would it be?

Nazar: Change how? Because I’ve got change coming

William: You’ve got like full omniscient power you can change anything in the room

Nazar: Can I give two?

William: Sure

Nazar: Can it be three things?

William: Sure

Nazar: More natural light, bigger, and soundproof. Or like more isolated. Like a basement would be cool

Cheyenne: A basement with more natural light?

Nazar: Well no because my friend Jordan has a really really cool basement

William: Yeah like I live in a basement apartment and the windows are like half my height so it lets in a lot of natural light

Cheyenne: Oh then in that case that’s fantastic

William: But yeah if it’s one of those Montreal basement apartment where the window is a tiny cube just no

Cheyenne: It’s scary

William: Yeah, I don’t know how people can do it

Cheyenne: I wish my nook was just a glass nook. Like four dimensional with all glass

Nazar: Wish you could just float around

Cheyenne: I would love like even the floors made out of glass

William: Do you think it would be so that you could look at the world or so the world could look at you?

Cheyenne: I guess both. I think I thrive off being open and allowing myself to be seen and to also see. I want to be the observed and the observer. I find a lot of inspiration that I’ve personally garnered from my protagonists or antagonists comes from a deeper personal space. So trying to write from the lens of other people who perceive me and make myself a lot more warped. Just a little hint to my creative process

William: So you feel like you could work pretty much anywhere? (Cheyenne)

Cheyenne: I could work anywhere except at a cafe, a really noisy cafe. The minute I hear footsteps around me that are excessively loud I just get, I just shut off. I think I’m also highly irritable. Also depends if someone’s looking at me weird and staring at me I’m like ah fuck please just stop. I don’t like when someone accidentally touches me especially when I’m in the element it grinds my gears but other than that I’m fine you could leave me in a car park in a car for three hours and I’m pretty sure I’d be able to write a little short story

William: And you’re not at all like that right? (Nazar)

Nazar: No for me I think I need to be in a place where I feel comfortable. Where I know my music isn’t getting on anyones nerves or that anyone is criticising it. It has to be a comfortable space where I feel comfortable producing sound and experimenting with creative ideas and implementing them. A place where it doesn’t get heard or judged by ears that I don’t want them to hear or if there are ears that are hearing it then it would be ones that don’t care. You know who are conscious of what I’m doing and are in and out

William: So you (Cheyenne) mentioned Roald Dahl but was that one of your inspirations while building your space?

Cheyenne: I mean not really Roald Dahl’s creative space is a little shed where he’s all cooped up. I mean it’s a nest

Nazar: It’s the size of your nook

Cheyenne: Yeah but it’s very dark and dreary. I’d imagine his is more of a hibernation type area. For me I guess… I mean I suppose I went on pinterest and looked up ‘cute nook ideas’ but I didn’t really draw from anything in particular. I just knew. Whenever I walk into a space I have a knack for knowing what would look good and for me, I guess the only inspirations that I drew from is that I don’t like rooms that don’t have your corners filled. I just don’t like any sharp corners. I feel as if it’s too jarring I want it to have a soft blur effect. I guess I want my nook to look like an instagram filter just picture perfect but also super functional how great is that

Nazar: My opinion on her nook, the one thing that really opened it up for me at least is the world map. Because I feel that the world map is just an inspiring… you realize that your life and where you live and everything that goes on in your individual life that’s just happening to one person but it’s so much shit. There’s literally 7 billion of that going on. And if you look at world map you’re just in one place but you see there’s so much that it really opens up your perspective I think. Maybe I’ll steal it and put it in my room

Cheyenne: That was Nazar’s idea I find that these world maps are a little cliche. It’s a little generic white girl wants to go-

Nazar: Well they just want it for aesthetic purposes you know they probably never look at it and actually wonder.

Cheyenne: Yeah it’s just it’s what sort of comes to mind for me. If it was up to me I’d just have blocks and blocks of those little cupboards and have books crawling from the ceiling down. Just tons… but I guess the atlas does open it up I look at Malaysia back home and I’m like cool

Nazar: Like that’s where I’m from I’m literally halfway around the world

William: Did you have any inspirations? (Nazar)

Nazar: From where?

William: Like building your room or was it really just for your own function?

Nazar: No this one, I’d say the most inspiring part of that room is in the early afternoon when the sun is shining into it, into that window

Cheyenne: It’s gorgeous

Nazar: So that’s why I knew the main focus, or where most of my attention goes in the room when I am working has to be from that spot which in front of that window. Because when the light is coming in it’s really inspiring. Especially since I put the piano there, or well the electric keyboard because then sitting and playing out into the window, obviously it’s closed but playing out into sunlight and looking onto a courtyard is very-

William: You feel like it’s less closed off?

Nazar: Yeah, it also feels like it’s recharging you or something

Cheyenne: So lighting is important

Nazar: Lighting is very important

Cheyenne: Now he says it!

Nazar: And I think that one spot is the most inspiring

Cheyenne: That’s why I loved my old place because it was all just glass and my table, I’d just write there. Balcony in the front windows on the left, windows on the right sort of panoramic

Nazar: Yeah like that idea of what she said about being in a glass booth, I fucks with that it was really cool but me I wouldn’t want to be seen

Cheyenne: I’m an exhibitionist

Nazar: Like I feel very naked in a piece of glass

Cheyenne: What’s wrong with being naked?

Nazar: Well if they’re just looking at me like that

William: You’d want it to be like a way one mirror?

Nazar: No but that’s why from that window

William: It’s still inclosed?

Nazar: Yeah like you’re in this little thing but you’re looking out at the world the world isn’t looking out onto you. It’s nature in a way

Cheyenne: But why should you be able to look at nature without nature looking back at you?

Nazar: No no no nature yeah but not other people

William: Nature doesn’t judge

Cheyenne: But nature is a living breathing entity no?

William: Yeah but it doesn’t say ‘hey you suck!’

Cheyenne: But it can feel your energy!

Nazar: The ideal room would probably be a big window and there’d be the piano and you just sit at the piano and the window is all you see with lakes and trees behind it. But the window wouldn’t be full lenght they’d be waist height just so you feel like that thing is grounded

William: Like you’re above?

Nazar: Well no it would be higher and I’d be very comfortable you know

William: (looking at Cheyenne) I can tell you’re just thinking ‘I don’t get this guy’

Cheyenne: No no I do! I’m just admiring him for actually getting on board with this idea of having this glass area it’s just amazing

Nazar: It’s really really… especially the nature.

Cheyenne: Well I wouldn’t even mind having it at like the 35th floor in New York, imagine just looking down and seeing all these pedestrians and seeing life going on. Just minute specs in the chaos

Nazar: Right but if they could see you

Cheyenne: I wouldn’t care I’d flash them this is my body I’m human I’m here let’s go

William: Reminds me I’ve been listening to this song by Courtney Barnett

Cheyenne: Does she have a song called Depreston?

William: Yeah! There’s this song I forget the name of it right now [Elevator Operator] and I was listening to it on the way here, there’s a lyric that’s like don’t worry I’m not depressed I’m basically going to the roof to look at people and imagine I’m playing SimCity

Nazar: Oooh that’s so cool

Cheyenne: Well Courtney knows what she’s saying

William: Do you feel as though you work better in a situation of controlled chaos or neat tidiness?

Cheyenne: Controlled Chaos definitely

Nazar: Same here, absolutely

Cheyenne: I think we’re just chaotic

Nazar: Neat tidiness doesn’t quite cut it

Cheyenne: It’s beautiful to look at, like you have to admit when something is extremely tidy you’re like ‘wow this person must have their life completely organised’ like they go to the gym at 6:15 before class or before work. But I think there’s a beauty to chaos

Nazar: To create things can’t be black and white and square. It can’t be straight edges

William: So for you (Nazar) you wouldn’t be able to

Nazar: I wouldn’t want to

Cheyenne: Although we were having this discussion in New York actually in our hotel and Nazar was just saying that everything has to have its little outline and boundaries and I was arguing that no everything… like what you create has to have no boundaries at all. There’s no square that you have to pander to but then we came to this united decision that in order for us to really create is we need a very brief skeletal outline but the ability to transcend out of it. So I guess that’s what controlled chaos is isn’t it, like you’re teetering on the edges of it and you’re still over but you still come back to this controlled core

Nazar: Me paraphrasing on how she put it; I’d say-

Cheyenne: Was it hard to understand?

William: No no

Nazar: I’d say you need to put boundaries on creativity because if you put no boundaries then the possibilities are endless and whatever stream you go off it isn’t going to be precise. But if you put some sort of boundary that’s when the creativity happens because you have confinements and rules in which you have to work and that’s when you get creative

Cheyenne: But you need that center core to come back to always that’ll be the heart of it

William: So not too much confinement where it’s all too neat and tidy but still something to ground you?

Nazar: Yeah well to give you a really good analogy say look at the Beatles in the 60’s, their imagination was endless but the only technology they had to record with was a 4 track tape machine. They could only record 4 tracks and then bounce those four onto one and then they had a maximum of 7 things they could record. Having that limitation, that confinement, really sparks your creativity and your creative process. Because then they have to work out ways how do it, right now you can just have 100 tracks or more, a thousand even. You can record every single aspect individually and have that freedom, but then I feel like something is wasted there

William: Do you sometimes try to confine yourself to 7 tracks?

Nazar: Well yeah that’s why I got a 4 track tape machine and having that was really cool and fun until it started breaking and now it’s broken. So maybe that’s part of the reason why I don’t feel that that room has come together yet, because I don’t have my medium in which to record on. Because now I’ve got my iphone, but I can record as many things as I want

Cheyenne: It’s so clinical

Nazar: But then I can’t really layer them over one another while there (on the 4 track) I only have a limited amount of options and it’s how I work with those options, what I do with my amount of choices is what matters I think

William: What is the prevailing emotion you experience while in your space?

Nazar: For me it’d just be frustration

Cheyenne: It’s just a side thought that I think will help formulate my answer; in the Cree language most words that they use when directly translated into English use two adjective or two verbs. So instead of saying ‘I think this way’ it would be like ‘I’m think feeling’ or I ‘see say’, ‘I see dream’. I feel that with the two corresponding emotions that I predominantly feel in my room is deep deep concentration and also frustration. Because I think those go hand in hand when you’re deeply invested in something and frustrated because you’re trying to bring it out of you. As a job as a writer, to capture that je ne sais quoi that no one else can it’s to extract that essence… god I’m getting frustrated thinking about it I don’t know how to put it

Nazar: It’s like to tell the simplicity of life in a way that hasn’t been told before. Something that’s everyday but say it in a new way, something so relatable

Cheyenne: But not even for me mine is just to capture that I don’t know what, god I wrote it in my manifesto and now I’m getting all these feelings and concentrating so hard, I’m so deeply zoomed into it and yet I’m getting so agitated with the fact that I can’t explain it

William: Do you… when you come out of that, do you feel like you need to decompress?

Cheyenne: Yeah I open this window and take three deep breaths or I’ll listen to some music but yeah definitely it always comes out after a few hours of this ebb and flow of creativity. So yeah those are mainly the two feelings or emotions that I feel

William: And so for you it’s just frustration? (Nazar)

Nazar: I think so, for now yeah

William: How does that compare to your past space?

Nazar: To create you need to feel a certain way and I think that just depends on your creative process not on the space

William: So you think the creative process informs the space and not the space informs the creative process?

Nazar: I mean it hasn’t been the latter yet. I haven’t had a space that informs the creative process so far. I would love to have a space like that and one that would be would be like I explained to you; looking out onto mountains or trees on a lake, that would do that

William: What do you use most often in your studio?... Before the 4 track was busted

Nazar: The guitar. I would love to…. At the old place it was the piano which I don’t have here I just have an electric keyboard and guitar but I would much… one of my favourite things to do in life is to sit in front of a piano and just sing, I think there’s nothing quite like that

William: Is there an acoustic piano at your jam space?

Nazar: No, only at Concordia in those practice rooms and that was why I can get something out of a very clean space. Because you’ve been to those spaces they’re really uninspiring, very clean and proper. But just having that piano there-

William: It’s all you need?

Nazar: It just didn’t matter. Like even the amp, it really… see again for me with music I don’t think it’s so much the space that informs the feeling it’s the process

William: And for you what do you use the most? (Cheyenne)

Cheyenne: Just pen and paper. A good pen, for ideally I need a felt tip. Really thin felt. It just looks beautiful on paper. I think I’m really motivated by aesthetics

William: So do you also try to write neatly and nicely too?

Cheyenne: I ironically enough have doctors handwriting so I guess it’s a controlled chaos once again. I guess the creative space is an extension of myself in a way. You can also add that an important element to take into consideration when building your creative space is to make sure it’s an extension of yourself. Somewhere that you’d be proud to sit at or show people and work. You feel as if you’re actually delivering to your craft and paying homage to it. It’s kind of shit if you’re in a room and you’re making this beautiful music but the room in which you’re in is crappy. Sometimes it’s fine when you’re in some random place and you’ll never visit it ever again. But when it’s at home it has to be a place that you feel is representative of yourself

Nazar: I think yeah somewhere to be comfortable. Where you can be yourself

Cheyenne: And proud

Nazar: Yeah

Cheyenne: I think pride is a big motivator for all artists actually. So as artists we all have special snowflake syndrome, I guess that’s why I like being a bit of an exhibitionist because I want people to appreciate

William: Well it’s also interesting because Nazar is almost the opposite in the sense that you (Nazar) want to only show the perfection. When you’re experimenting you don’t want people judging your experimentation

Cheyenne: But experimentation is also part of the process, it is faulty at times

Nazar: Yeah it is and I love it but for my ears only. I would feel uncomfortable knowing someone is hearing these imperfections

Cheyenne: Yeah I’m more of a sharer

William: So to go off on that since you guys share your spaces in a way, you have your own enclosed space but it’s in your apartment and there is this social aspect to the living room. And you (Nazar) feel more productive when you’re alone and you’re (Cheyenne) productive when there’s some social aspect to it? Would you say that’s true

Cheyenne: Honestly it all depends on mood. There’s been times where we had people over and I’m just like let's write a poem. We had Xander over, Nazar’s keyboardist, and he and his boyfriend we were a little inebriated and we were like let’s write something! Xander used to be in English lit so it all just worked and I was looking at it the other day and I was considering allowing this to manifest into something larger

Nazar: Xander had the best points “stop, stop, stop”

Cheyenne: Yeah just the most beautiful sound poetry coming out of his mouth. But when it comes to writing anything analytical, I need to be alone. When it comes to English Lit, just the craft of it and the dissertations I have to write, I have to be in a place where it’s just me and my thoughts alone. But I guess with creativity it’s good to have a social aspect to it

Nazar: It’s just something that takes you outside of the world

Cheyenne: Yeah like in creative writing you’re looking from the perspective of different characters, to immerse yourself with people and different trains of thought and philosophy, it’s a great way of going about it.

William: And would you say that that’s true for you Nazar where you feel that you can only be really productive where it’s like no other ears are hearing-

Nazar: Yeah well I definitely feel more at ease, creatively at least I don’t know about productive but I’m creative when I am alone. Just the fact that sometimes we’re hanging out here and we’re watching TV in here and I feel like playing, I’m a little more hesitant about it than say if I were alone

William: Right because you don’t want to bother

Nazar: Yeah and just I feel like it would be a lot more comfortable

Cheyenne: Ok Nazar is literally making it seem as though I am not part of his creative process but the fact of the matter is that I write some of his songs! And also I sing and help him sing so can you please own up to that?

Nazar: Yeah ye-

Cheyenne: Not to mention I fuel his inspiration I mean ‘Be my Queen’ who the fuck is that about, me!

Nazar: I’m not saying be creative in general because there’s many ways to be creative but your own innate creativity comes from within and that would be away from the outside world and in a way is done in a place of isolation but this doesn’t undermine creating with other people because there’s so much of that as well. Like so many times I was playing organ with her where she’s just bouncing back ideas at me because she’s there and then they end up changing the song and evolves in a completely different way

Cheyenne: Like remember when I told you to do it in the major key and then you did it and now that’s the song, I’m not crazy

Nazar: Yeah

Cheyenne: Yeah Nazar’s got a… you should hear what he says at night like ‘baby I’m so grateful that you’re here and there listening and watching

Nazar: Having her around really influences the creative process

Cheyenne: In a good way!

William: Universally, what do you think is a must for any studio? I guess this can be a two part question, either with music and then writing in particular, and then maybe if you both have something in each of your spaces that’s similar that you think you have to have

Nazar: For me it would be the right gear and the right set up in the way that it’s easy for there be a flow of ideas. So like you’re playing guitar, spark boom it’s easy for you to turn around, press something turn a knob and all of a sudden you can record it and play it without having to spend minutes that distract you to try to set something up and boom everything is at your disposal. Then boom you stop then you got something else, you want to play piano, you want to play it back, you play sit down at an actual piano or actual keyboard of your preference

William: Yeah there’s a good quote by a photographer that I really like called Richard Avedon and he said ‘In a way I wish I could work without a camera, I wish I could work with my eyes’ like that’s the goal to make the camera just an extension of yourself

Nazar: Yeah yeah, and you gotta make that the room the extension of yourself. Something that allows it to have that flow

William: And what about you? (Cheyenne)

Cheyenne: For me definitely from a writer's aspect it’s books. I can’t even stress enough that if you want to be a writer, if you are a writer you always have to have either poetry on hand if you’re into that or even the classics like Shakespeare. It depends on your craft and what you’re interested in. And I would say a blanket, or like a little wrap you gotta feel cozy you gotta feel comfortable and that nothing external is going to penetrate your thoughts. Nothing is going to enter your mind and corrupt it or put confabulated ideas into it, it’s just you, your hand, and your piece of paper or your laptop. Books and a blanket for me, simple things, it’s cute

William: So you think in writing that it’s important to know and be well read about what’s come before in your practice and being aware

Cheyenne: I definitely think so, we all have to buckle down and learn our basics before we go out on our own. There’s always that off person who is able to create without having learnt anything

William: Or like rejecting

Cheyenne: Yeah and they can reject but there will be a point where they will be stagnant, history repeats itself. Hemingway said it’s ok to write about cliches it’s about how you deliver it or how you execute the idea and to be well versed in even the most basic and simple ideas, it’s honestly a skill and it’s a tool that will eventually help you flourish and write these bigger topics. It’s like stepping stones. With English Lit, to also know a bit of Philosophy is important; Plato, Aristotle, Socrates, even Immanuel Kant from the period of Enlightenment. It all comes hand in hand. I do think we should pay homage to the precursors, even Ezra Pound, I don’t like him personally as a man he’s a fucking fascist or he was but he was an amazing poet. There are writers, poets, and musicians that people will reject because they didn’t like their philosophies or what they lived for but we have to understand that we can separate the artists from the art

Nazar: Like the Italian Futurists

William: Yeah burn everything

Nazar: Yeah like war is good! War is Art!

Cheyenne: Yeah and from our precursors we can learn what not to do or what not to write. There’s always a lesson and a point in learning anything in your art

William: And do you guys notice anything that you guys both have in your rooms?

Cheyenne: Yeah we both have carpets and we both have painting and canvases

William: So you guys both draw from a visual-

Nazar: Yeah well I definitely like having wall art, have the space be cool. Like I like the lighting, candles and stuff

Cheyenne: Like eventually Nazar’s room will be a hybrid of… what’s that place downstairs you wait before a show?

William: The Green Room?

Cheyenne: The green room and just cool vibes, kind of like a shag pad 70’s vibe. But yeah me and Nazar both share a love of visuals. See even Nazar likes the visual of my face

Nazar: She brought that back with her from Malaysia

Cheyenne: No I didn’t! I’m gonna fuck you up. Nazar actually bought that for me for my 22nd birthday, or well he got it made for me. So I guess you’re (Nazar) surprised that I like to exhibit myself but I have my boyfriend literally paying someone to paint a picture of my face how can I not be both the artist and the art!

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WATCH THE VIDEO TO FIND OUT THE 5X5 METHOD FOR CREATING, LAUNCHING AND SELLING OUT YOUR INFORMATION PRODUCT IN 5 WEEKS (THIS IS THE EXACT FRAMEWORK THAT HAS ALLOWED ME TO MAKE $1M IN 2 YEARS WITHOUT A TEAM, MENTOR OR MASTERMIND) YOU ARE 5 WEEKS AWAY FROM CREATING, LAUNCHING AND SELLING OUT YOUR FIRST (OR 10TH) ONLINE PROGRAM WITH MORE PROFIT, MORE FREEDOM AND FAR MORE EASE

WEEK ONE: SOLD OUT OFFER & PLAN The 4 step 45 minute idea validation and niche tightening method: This will save you months of posting survey questions and hoping people will just tell you what they want (Hint: surveys don’t work because people don’t know what they want, period.) The USP Generator: A simple tool to reverse engineer your irresistible market positioning based on the core psychological triggers of your ideal buyer. This approach positions you as a subject matter expert who can tap into the her subconscious and make her say, “I WANT YOU NOW”! The E-Learning Infrastructure: 4 Information selling models that get maximum returns and a simple test to identify which one of these models works best for your niche. The Cash Spotter Technique: How to identify the “fastest cash areas” so you’ll know exactly what to do first to get huge gains for your clients, exactly what to sell, exactly what to charge, exactly who to target, and exactly which model to use in your launch. Sold Out Launch in a Weekend: How to craft your offer, choose a model, map out your launch strategy, craft timelines and allocate resources in a weekend.

WEEK TWO: SOLD OUT LAUNCH ASSETS Fantastic Five Launch Pages: The 5 Pages you need (yes there are only 5) to create your own Sold Out Launch. Your Opt In Page: A simple (proven) formula to create an optin page that converts 80% of the cold traffic into subscribers (and loyal fans) Your Sales Page: Follow the Mass Persuasion Method to craft a sales page just like this one and to make an offer they just can not refuse. The exact structure, hooks and urgency points that make a killer sales page Your Content Delivery Page: How to create a simple page that showcases your material in the best possible way Your Thank You Page: That builds Know Like Trust and primes them for what’s next. This is a crucial page that almost everyone gets wrong Your Online Program Members Page: The best way to set up the members area after people buy from you I am not just showing you how to create these …I’m also just flat out giving you the templates for each one! Fantastic Five Launch Emails: The 5 types of emails (yep 5 only) that you need to send so that you can convert people from subscribers to buyers Seduce Email: How to create an instant connection with your readers and build Know Like Trust that not only create an instant bond with the reader but also establish you as THE subject matter expert using powerful storytelling techniques and polarizing seduction method so you attract raving fans and dispel lukewarm ones. Tease Email: How to create a frenzy of excitement & hysteria around your launch. Email formula that creates an urgent, insistent need to sign up for your launch trigger so that you can lovingly guide them through your sales funnel. Prime Email: How to prime people to buy from you. I will share a formula that serves two core purposes; priming people for the sale AND delivering massive value while creating a frenzy of excitement so that people BEG you to sell to them. Pitch Email: How to write pitch emails that look like content but have a super persuasive pitch weaved into them using the principles of Believability & Desirability Nudge Email: This email moves people from “I’ll buy when I have time” to “I Want this NOW!” People need more than one “nudge” to buy from you. I will show you a formula to write nudge emails that is tested to boost sales by as much as 70%. Persuasive Blogging Workshop: How to research, outline and create your viral-worthy blog post & launch content in under 45 minutes You’ll get examples, swipes files, worksheets, training videos, and more… so you’re able to hit the ground running without staring at a “blank screen” wondering how to start.

WEEK THREE: SOLD OUT TRAFFIC PLAN Sold Out Launch Traffic (The Strategy): This is where we start feeding your “launch machine” with perfect targeted traffic by putting your message in front of targeted audience primed to buy from you. Here’s what you get: How to create an instant frenzy of likes, comments and shares for anything you share online by tapping on to their deepest darkest desires. Everything from Facebook ads to social media posts to punchy one-liners that pull people in. A step by step training on how to find and target the RIGHT audience for your Facebook ads 10 Psychological hooks that you can use to write the copy for your Facebook ads (one of these got me a 9% click through rate) 10 Psychological hooks that you can use to write the copy for your Facebook ads (one of these got me a 9% click through rate) A step by step, goof-proof training on using Power Editor to create your high performing Facebook ads. We will talk pixels, custom audiences and all that tech gibberish that scares you so much and I will actually make it fun. Fantastic Five Launch Ads: The 5 ads you need for a Sold Out Launch. I will show you how to put together these 5 types of ads for maximum ROI on your ad spend: Seduction and brand recognition Ads: So that you become a familiar face in their newsfeed and when they do actually see you offering something, they don’t feel violated Authority building Article Ads: So that you can use the power of Facebook to establish yourself as a subject matter expert. There is a simple trick to master this that literally takes less than 30 minutes. Optin Ads: To encourage people to sign up to your email list so that you can put them in your launch funnel (AKA sell to them) Video Ads: These are under 2 minute videos that are meant to seed the idea of your product in the minds of your potential buyers. I will show you how to create these and what scripts to use. Retargeted Ads: so that people who leave your site without opting in or buying can be brought back. This is how Amazon follows you around Facebook after you look at something but leave without buying. Fantastic Five Social Media Posts: You only need 5 types of social media posts to get noticed in crowded places like Facebook groups and getting people to hunt you down and get on your list. This module will show you how to: Craft your Sold Out Launch social media plan in under 60 minutes for maximum impact, engagement & conversions Master social media etiquette and how to tailor your posts to fit the different platforms (FB groups, FB pages, live stream, twitter etc.) Find the best places to get social media inspiration and curate content that establishes you as a subject matter expert

WEEK FOUR: SOLD OUT PRODUCT CREATION Sold Out Product Creation (Strategy) You’re going to learn step-by-step how to create your own product in under 48 hours (so the actual nitty gritty product creation process), and finally how to record the sessions. This is product creation on steroids and the exact process I use to create so much quality content in so little time. Best Part? No past experience required! Sold Out Product Creation (The how-to) The three different types of info products and why you need to choose one before moving forward with course content creation The different learning styles and how to create course content that addresses all styles for an optimal learning experience Online course best practices to inspire you How to set learning objectives and map out your course content in 45 minutes How to use strategic thinking to create learning materials that support an optimal learning experience How to map out the required learning materials for your program in 45 minutes 5 best free tools for creating beautiful worksheets, guides and printables for your course How to whip up beautiful worksheets, guides and printables for your program in 2 hours

WEEK FIVE: SOLD OUT LAUNCH EXECUTION Build a Sold Out Launch: How to put all the pieces together and finally press START on that launch. This is where the rubber meets the road and this is where we get to WIN! The Ultimate Launch Checklist and Turbo Execution Guide, Plan and Calendar Template A walk-through of my process on how to launch working 4 hours a day even during launch days Sold Out Smart Phone Video Production: How to prep for your launch video shoot and a sure-fire way to always look perfectly put together in your launch videos (lighting, makeup, dress, background etc.) How to use your smartphone to make professional looking launch videos My favorite video editing softwares and how to use them for a professional looking launch vide

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