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@12odds i just finished this woop

guys i’m on a thg kick rn, may make a katniss blog, don’t even perceive me rn

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guys i’m on a thg kick rn, may make a katniss blog, don’t even perceive me rn

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this week, i should be around considering i have the whole week off KSHSOSKSOSKSK 👍

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tiny lil header update— nothing big, but is that enough to call it quits for tonight

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little photo dump of pins from emma’s pinterest cause i’m mobile & thinking abt her

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briefly mentioned this to zawn yesterday but upon rewatching the first episode of gen v again: emma eludes to having both a brother and sister, so i'm making this official. emma has siblings, both a brother and sister. she's the middle child - her brother is younger, her sister is older. she's not close with either. i think the reasoning with her brother is that he's younger— whereas her sister is more like their mother, so there's just... no chance of a possible friendship there outside of just regular sisterhood.

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it's a little overwhelming at first. it's not the first club she's been to; emma's not an entire fucking loser. but it's the first club she's visited in awhile and she could surely use a drink— anything to loosen her up. (she regrets not smoking that packed bowl back in her dorm, but in her defense— she didn't think she'd need it.) it was too late to back out this, though. she'd already gotten dressed, did her makeup and hair, and hailed a taxi to the place; she wasn't going to turn around now. for a moment, she stands awkwardly near the entrance; hands finding themselves in the small pockets of her black jeans, teetering back and forth on the balls of her feet. it's not until she spots maeve waving through the horde of sweaty, dancing, drug-fueled people that emma finally snaps out of her thoughts. deep inhale, long exhale— she moves through the crowd. reaching the table maeve's seated at, emma slides into the empty seat next to her.

@likewiley: “this is a moment. girls get it done.”

❝ yeah, yeah— take a picture, it'll last longer! ❞ a raspberry is sent in the other's direction, lips curving into a bright grin. now, this was a little better. (one sentence in and it's already loosening her up. emma can handle this.) gaze falling on a tray of shots in the middle, her fingers reach for one of the shot glasses before downing the clear liquor. vodka, smooth and nice, just what she needed. (and doesn't leave her searching for the closest chaser.) as the liquor dances down her throat and burns it, her face scrunches. ❝ sorry! i probably should've asked before just... fucking stealing one. i didn't pre-game or anything, though. i hope those are yours! thank you for inviting me, though. ❞ right elbow propping itself up on the chair's armrest, her chin rests itself atop her left palm. there was one question still swimming around in emma's mind, one she's pondering as she surveys maeve's face— why did she invite her? why did she, of all people, invite little cricket to hang out in the club? [sure— they were friendly. but this was new territory, completely different than hanging out in the vought-a-burger and cracking jokes about the dumbasses ordering in line.]

❝ so, girls get it done when they... actually leave their dorms? i'll make a mental note for that next time. ❞ that's assuming there'll be a next time. (it's only a matter of time before maeve realizes what a mistake she made!)

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there were some conversations in life you could avoid. conversations with your mother about a shitty reality television show offer was one of them, conversations with your roommate about the argument you'd had was another. conversations with the girl you'd just had date night with and wasn't texting you? that was a situation needing some attendance to, and faster than emma could roam the god-u campus in search of tai. (with each step, she can sense the flames erupting getting closer behind her feet.)

the honest-to-god truth is: she sucks at this whole romance thing. she has always has and presumes she always will, given by the lack of enthusiasm post-date by the other. a netflix movie date night, the dorm's lights dimmed, perfectly popped buttered-popcorn and even a candle lit in the background for the extra layer of sensuality. but [it seemed] to no avail, with emma not even receiving a single text from her after. this was driving her insane. [she'd already lost hours of sleep over this, tossing and turning, earning multiple groans from marie throughout the night.] so, she needed to get this over with— if tai wanted to reject her, emma needed the answer point blank. synonymous to ripping a bandage off, she just needs to save her heart from shattering into a million pieces.

emma's not sure how she does it, but she spots her— spots taissa in a fucking tree, of course. textbook up to her face, nose wrinkling as she concencrates— fuck, this was not the time nor the place, emma! stop thinking about how cute she is and get the fuck in there! nut up or shut up! her right hand is raised up to her forehead, giving her eyes a level of protection from the sunlight as she approaches. once she's able to make out taissa's silhouette through the branches, emma clears her throat.

❝ hey– tai, hey! can we talk down here? orrrrrr... should i climb up there? ❞ the blonde gestures widely at the tree as if she's a fish out of water, flailing to be put back where she belongs. flailing to be saved. [sometimes she felt like it, and this was one of those moments.]

@vdosed, starter.

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fun fact: emma uses polly pocket clothes when she gets small

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#EMEYERS: EXTREMELY PRIVATE + LOW ACTIVITY PORTRAYAL OF EMMA MEYER FROM AMAZON PRIME'S GEN V. SIDEBLOG TO SUPEIFY. DEVELOPED BY TEGAN. “PATCH NOTES” LISTED BELOW.

INSPIRED HEAVILY BY: BEING CHOKED BY YOUR MOTHER'S LOVE, LONELINESS IN GIRLHOOD, THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BRAVERY & BOLDNESS, LATE-AUTISM DIAGNOSES.

MY RECAST OF EMMA HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH LIZZE BROADWAY AS AN ACTRESS/PERSON. IT WAS MY PERSONAL CHOICE! JUST A SIDENOTE SO I DON'T GET MESSAGES ASKING IF SHE'S PROBLEMATIC.

I WRITE EMMA AS QUEER-IDENTIFYING. A CLOSE LABEL WOULD BE PANSEXUAL BUT SHE DOESN'T LABEL HERSELF, SO. TAKE THAT AS YOU WILL.

ALSO WRITE HER AS AUTISTIC, DIAGNOSED WHEN SHE WAS SEVENTEEN. HAVE FUN WITH THAT.

EXTREMELY LOW FORMATTING/CAREFREE. MAINLY HERE TO JUST EXPLORE. MIGHT HAVE ICONS/MIGHT NOT DEPENDING ON THE DAY.

AS STATED ABOVE, ALL FOLLOWS COME FROM SUPEIFY.

DEPENDING ON HOW THIS BLOG GOES/IS RECEIVED, EMMA MAY RECEIVE HER OWN BLOG IN THE FUTURE BUT LIKE... WE'LL SEE.

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Little Women (2019) // Lady Bird (2017) // Barbie (2023) dir. Greta Gerwig (insp)

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amazon  prime’s  the  boys  sentence  starters ↪  taken  from  seasons  1  &  2.  contains  non-contextual  mild  s2  spoilers.  some  have  been  slightly  altered  to  better  fit  out  of  context.  alter  as  you  see  fit  ♡

“i’m supposed to be this hero, but i don’t know what the hell i’m doing.”

“just remember who your friends and who your enemies are.”

“you can’t do this. you don’t have the fight, you never have.”

"my superpower is reading people. watching them when they think they’re alone. i see people for who they really are.”

“why have average when you can have extraordinary?”

“if i’m gonna make a difference, i just feel more comfortable doing it on a smaller scale.”

"i know a little about a lot of things.” 

“never let them see you like this.”

"just ‘cause you fall on your ass doesn’t mean you have to stay there.”

"since when did "hopeful” and “naive” become the same thing?”

“you need to unclench your asshole.”

“i can do whatever the fuck i want.”

"pardon my french: fuck those fuckers.” 

"you tell anyone what you saw or heard here today, and i’ll cut your hands off and shove them so far up your ass, your fingers’ll give us a little wave out your throat, yeah?”

“when they’re apart, they’re absolute fucking rubbish. but, you put them together, they’re the goddamn fucking spice girls.”

“sometimes you get further with people by treating them like people.”

“i really did want to make a difference. i really did care. i was just like you.”

“i started giving pieces of myself away and i guess i gave away everything.”

“you see, i know your secret.”

“you’re not a bad person. just a scared one.”

“what have you got to lose that you ain’t already lost?”

“i figured if you wait around long enough, two plus two equals nasty.”

“here’s the truth. anyone who tells you they know the answers is lying.”

“you know, i managed to go my whole life without seeing someone die horribly, and now i’m up to about a half dozen, so i think i’m good.”

“we’ll cross that bridge when we burn it.”

“in a partnership, there is give and there is take.”

“i should’ve done a lot more stuff. because there is nothing up there. there’s nobody in the sky watching over us. not anybody. it’s all just lies.”

“i don’t know if they really want you to be a hero. i think they just want you to look like one.”

“he is too much of an asshole to die.”

“fuck this world for confusing nice with good. be a bitch if you want. be whatever. just drop the mask once in a while. feels good. you can finally breathe.”

“[name], how is it possible that you’re dumber than you look?”

“[name], you’ve done a murder. comparatively speaking, this will be a piece of cake.”

“we didn’t bring him here for a fucking happy meal.”

“i’ve got my phone linked to the ‘find your shithead friends’ app.”

“i just had to pop down to the shop. i was running a bit low on ‘mind your own fucking business’.”

“you know something? on my first day, I, uh … well, i felt like a fraud. but the good news is, everybody feels that way.”

“you ever touch me again, i will burn your eyes out. understand me?”

“wou know how you have this… image of yourself? like, i thought i was strong. you know? like, made of steel. a fighter.”

“uf you’re the fucking reason i can’t finish that vermont country dollhouse, i will fucking end you.”

“you are dispensable, which means you answer to me.”

“you’ve been walking around for months like you want to kick my ass. so do it already.”

“i can be that person that nobody thinks is awesome, but it turns out, they’re kind of fucking awesome.”

“i’m sorry but we’re not anything.”

“my nana’s your biggest fan.”

“not even [name] would have dared to try and pull this kind of shit.”

“shouldn’t we all just be competent at our jobs?”

“we can do whatever we want and no one can stop us. that is a good feeling. a really good feeling.”

“you need to get the fuck out of my house.”

“you were right. i’m not gonna get bored and move on. i’m not going anywhere.”

“life isn’t actually a pr strategy. you can say what you think.”

“pippi longstocking would bite a d, that’s for damn sure.”

“you write all women as either unknowable hitchcock bitches or michael bay fuck dolls. i mean, i get that a lifetime of jerking off to transformers didn’t exactly make you popular with the ladies, but a little effort would be nice.”

“i don’t think we have to damage control your fuck up.”

“look at you. my girl.”

“nobody likes almond joy. – jeffrey dahmer. that’s it. he’s the only one.”

“jesus christ! those are like the three worst candy bars in the history of candy. that’s it, you’re sick in the brain.”

“i’m wanted and you’re kind of super famous.”

“he’s an actor who didn’t lie to my face everyday.”

“don’t lie to me, not again.”

“she was already dead when i blew her up.

“my son is the furthest fucking thing on this planet to a normal little boy.”

“this is a moment. girls get it done.”

“there is just no putting the toothpaste back in the tube.”

“mom says being lonely makes you know yourself better.”

“i just want you to think about me when you are getting your skin peeled off your face, bitch.”

“you don’t fuck with the money. you never fuck with the money.”

“you’re my second wind.”

“it doesn’t matter who made us, or how we got here, the point is we are here. together. family. you guys, you are my real family.”

“oh, is it so hard to believe that i want you two to be happy? and in love? honestly [name], i am really, really happy for you.”

“the hate that you carry and the warpath that you’re on, it started so long before me.”

“we can’t afford to feel good or to feel safe or to let our guard down.”

“we’re all alone. that’s the truth.”

“i don’t need anyone but myself.”

“you’re so special, that most special man on the planet. everybody loves you. everybody. their love is your strength.”

“where’s the closest atm?”

“you let your canary die, how you gonna know when you’ve gone too far?”

“you know what i thought? i thought who fucking cares?”

“fuckin’ diabolical.”

“i’m a motherfucker with a heart.”