#also got a dollar raise tho

[jittyjames]

hell is watching teenage relationship drama go down in the work groupchat when you're just trying to get the new schedule

[harrysfolklore]

Tom Blyth and YN Take a Couples Quiz | GQ - actress!yn

gif by @obriy <333

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

read my actress!yn x tom insta blurb here <3

//

"Hi I'm YN" 

"And I'm Tom"

"And today we're doing..." you looked at Tom so you could say the following part of your introduction together, "The GQ Couple Quiz!"

"Are you nervous?" you said as you looked at him, noticing his hands fidgeting on his lap.

"I'm alright, I'm pretty confident I'm a great boyfriend and I'll know all the answers." he gave the camera his million dollar smile and you couldn't help but show a smile of your own.

"Okay, first question," you looked at the card in your hands, "What is the name of my first movie?

"That one's pretty easy," he shrugged before continuing, "Spider-man Homecoming."

"That's correct," you flipped the card to read the next question, "What city did I grow up in?

Tom stayed quiet for few seconds, looking nervously at the camera and making you laugh. 

"Already? Really?" you looked at him in disbelief, "I thought you were a great boyfriend!"

"I am! This is a tricky one!" Tom moved his hands around and you covered your mouth with the card to hide your laugh "Okay, you were born in California, but you actually grew up in Phoenix."

"Correct! See! You knew it," you grabbed the card with the next question, "What would my job be if I weren't an actress?"

"Detective," Tom quickly said, "100% detective."

"Oh! That was fast," Tom shrugged before you continued, "Okay bonus, what kind of detective?" you looked at him with a raise eyebrow.

"Homicide," he replied quickly again, "All of those true crime podcasts prove it."

"Well yeah, that's true," you smiled as you read out the following question,  "Where was our first date?"

"It was at your house," Tom smiled as he remembered the moment, "And it was playing Clue, and I had to pretend to enjoy that game for you, and it was totally worth it."

"How sweet of you," you smiled at him before continuing, "Oh boy, you have to be specific for this one," Tom raised his eyebrows and waited for you to give him the question, "What is my night routine?"

"So, she puts on this little pink robe," he explained directly to the camera, "And then she puts her hair on one of these stretchy bandanna things so her hair is out of her face," you smiled at him, indicating that he was answering correctly, "Then she washes her face with this like foamy cleanse thing, then she puts on all her creams, and then when she's walking to the bed she turns on the heat, which is probably the only thing that we fight about," you both let out a laugh as he continued, "And then she gets in, she goes by her cupboard and she puts on these really fluffy and ridiculously warm socks and also my really baggy tracksuit bottoms but she rolls 'em and she puts one of my t-shirts 'cause she likes the smell of my aftershave," he smirked and you blushed for a second, "Then she gets in bed and she asks me to put one of these big fluffy, white blankets in the dryer so It's warm, then I tuck her in and put the other blanket on her  and that's it."

"Okay wow, you killed that one," you smiled at him, "You did really well."

The next questions were pretty easy for Tom's liking, getting right your astrological sing, celebrity crush, favorite ice cream flavor and the year you won your first Emmy. He ended up getting 23 points.

Now, it was your turn to answer questions about him.

"You feel ready, love?" he said giving you a smirk and you only nodded motioning him to read the first question, "Okay good luck, how old was I when I got my first role?"

"You were fifteen and already getting cast by Ridley Scott ." you answered confidently and sent a wink his way.

"Neat. What was the name of the high school I graduated from?"

"Was it North Hilld?" at this, Tom raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "Shit! It was Hills something, right?"

"You really don't know the name, love? This is making you look bad!" you covered your face in embarrassment, even tho you knew he was joking, "The correct answer is Arnold Hills."

"Ohhh that's right, give me the next one I'll do better."

"Okay, okay," he looked down at the card with the next question,  "Who's my celebrity crush?"

"Also easy, Jennifer Aniston," you smiled looking at the camera, “You had a poster of her hidden in your closet and all.”

"Nope, you're wrong," you raised your eyebrow at him, pretty sure you were right about your answer, "You're my celebrity crush, love."

"Tom! That was so bad!" you both laughed and he winked to the camera, "This is a serious game."

"Okay, okay, you got that one right," you rolled your eyes with affection as he read your next question, "The next questions are going to be a single sentence answer so I need you to do it as fast as you can, okay?"

"I'm ready, let's do it" 

"My go-to Karaoke song?

"Senorita by Justin Timberlake."

"What is my coffee order?"

"Oat milk latte."

"What is my biggest pet peeve?"

"Loud chewers."

"What's my hidden talent?"

"Whistling, like, melodically whistling if that makes sense."

"Okayy, those are all correct," he put the cards on the small coffee table between you, "We make a pretty good team, don´t you think?"

"We do, but I'm pretty sure I won." you shrugged and Tom laughed as you both turned to the camera to say your goodbyes.

"Thank you so much for watching. I personally think I won but we'll see."

"Thank you GQ!" you waved you hand and the camera stopped rolling shortly after.

The video ended up being one of the most watched on GQ's YouTube channel.

[ronance4everbrainrot]

Moooore descendants 4 incorrect quotes with Glassheart/CharmingHeart (they back)

(and other ships)

Red: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I’m actually bi.

(Girl. Same)

---

Maddox: Man, I’m gonna get fat if you keep feeding me all these chips and junk!

Red: I’M NOT! I was eating them and you took them.

Maddox: You said I should try some!

Red: I said they were good.

Maddox: That’s not how I heard it.

(MADDOX! HIIIII! SOME LOVE FOR YOU TOO BUDDY!)

---

Red: Tomorrow’s the Cooking Contest. Maddox always tells me one thing every year. They say, “You might win if you’d stop eating your entry!” But how would I know whether it’s an award-winning dish without tasting it first? This may be a problem humanity will have to grapple with for eternity.

(AU. Red is a good cook)

---

Chloe: So how’s the food Red made?

Cinderella: It's great! Compliments to them.

Chloe: *goes to the kitchen*

Chloe: You're adorable.

Red: *blushes*

(again. Red is a good cook. She invites the Charmings for dinner and then asks them for their blessing when Chloe leaves)

---

Chad: we could make a boys club!

Maddox: Im non-binary.

Chad:

Chad: Anti-girls club.

(Slay. Also can't decide if Maddox should be green or purple. Maybe even orange but I chose green for now. Will change later if I'm in the mood)

---

Red: Can you PLEASE peer pressure me into doing my project?

Chloe: Do it or you're straight.

Red: I said peer pressure, NOT THREATEN!

(That's too far, Chloe! Are you mad?!)

---

Chloe: Operation no more distractions is a go!

*not even 10 seconds later*

Chloe: Oh, look! A butterfly!

(She's either laser focused or cannot concentrate at all)

---

Red: *clicks pen*

Maddox: *clicks pen in response*

Queen of Hearts: Stop that.

Red: Stop what?

Queen of Hearts: You’re talking about me in Morse code!

Red: Yes, that’s what we doing. In our very limited time, we took a class on a very outdated, very unnecessary form of communication just so we could talk about you in front of you. Congrats, you figured us out!

*later*

Red, to Chloe: That’s actually exactly what we were doing.

(I'm surprised you kept your Head. And they absolutely did learn that because they had nothing else they could do)

---

Chloe: Come on, Chad. Nobody actually believes that Red is in love with me.

Chad, to The Squad: Raise your hand if you think that Red is helplessly in love with Chloe.

*Everyone raises their hand*

Chloe: Red, put your hand down.

(*raises hand* what more evidence do you need??)

---

Chloe: The salary of a clown is 51,000 dollars.

Chloe, gesturing to Chad and Red fighting: And yet these idiots do it daily, and for free!

---

Red: When I first got my autism diagnosis, my first thought was “woah… it’s canon” and I think that maybe thoughts like that is why Chloe made me get tested.

(It is canon now. Headcanon)

---

Chloe: Anything else?

Red: Yeah. Stay away from me!

Chloe: Alright. See you in the room we share

(Literally them. Canon. can also be switched)

---

Queen of Hearts: If looking good was a crime, you’d be a law abiding citizen.

(rather that and not off with my head)

---

Queen of Hearts: We are gathered here today because someone- *glares at Red’s coffin* -couldn’t stay alive!

(Oop-. Damn. She would care more tho. I think..)

---

Queen of Hearts: So you're looking for information on this thing, huh? Well, I feel like it must be from far away.

Mal: What makes you say that?

Queen of Hearts: If it's something even I don't know about, then I'm sure nobody else must have a clue. So it's gotta be from some faraway place. Impeccable reasoning, isn't it?

Mal: Your Majesty.. You don't have a clue about this thing, do you?

Queen of Hearts: *screams in anger*

(Just a meeting between two Queens ✨. Canon

---

Queen of Hearts: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’

Maddox: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

(ssSSHHhhH. Not so loud. Don't want you to lose your head. Canon tho)

---

Red: I’m terrible at expressing myself.

Uma: Don’t worry, actions speak louder than words.

Red: Yes, but my actions are also bad.

(Girl same. Getting advice from the principal ✨ she probably did something 👀)

---

Queen of Hearts: God has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.

(She for real does make it everyone's problem)

---

Hope you liked it!

Wanted to add more but then it would have been too long.

So the next one has more of the OGs

Byeeee

[phoenixinthefiles]

Wash Away All My Fears

My First Flowerbyte fic 💻📱💜... it's about Wash Day which is very on brand- not as dramatic as the title makes it seem tho this is not beta-ed at alllll I'll make any needed edits when I wake up gn ya'll

Margo drags her hand down her face with a sigh. She’s been trying to psych herself up for wash day for 8 minutes. She’s already procrastinated and pushed it off for three days, she can’t go another day wearing it out in a fro. It's getting too hot for that. 

She groaned and leaned to drop her head against the counter. She literally did a whole deep clean on her bathroom yesterday because she was procrastinating. 

Which technically wasn’t procrastinating because she was still doing something productive.

She raised her head up and grabbed her phone. Her contacts were still open, washing her hair wasn’t the only thing she was putting off.

He did say to call her whenever, but Margo still has trouble with talking to him outside of the Spider Verse. 

Sure, her virtual character is practically her carbon copy…but it still wasn’t carbon. Up close there were many more flaws differences between VR and the real Margo. 

They’d had many FaceTime calls throughout their relationship but Margo still worried about making things awkward every time she answered the phone. 

She took another look at her reflection and made up her mind.

If she had to suffer she wasn’t going to do it alone.

Miles answered immediately, bringing the phone close to his face and smiling widely.

Margo laughed a little. He did that everytime, he probably did it when they talked on the phone without video too.

“Hi Miles.” 

He pulled the phone away from his face and propped it up on something in front of him.

“Hey, I was just about to call you.’

Margo blinked, “Really?”

Miles rolled his eyes and adjusted his headphones. “Nah I just said that.”

Margo rolled her eyes back but there was a small smile on her face.

“What are you doing anyway?”

“I’m about to wash my hair, and I’m also trying not to take some scissors and chop it all off.”

“Actually you would need clippers and you would buzz it off.”

“You’re enabling me?”

“Yup, Just chop it all off, girl,” He replied in a high-pitched voice.

Margo burst out laughing and shook her head as she watched him snap his fingers.

“Yeah, I’m starting to regret calling you.”

He raised his hands in question, “I didn’t do anything!”

“Exactly,” Margo said as she turned on the water, she made sure it was the perfect temp before she continued.

“I called you for moral support and I’m not feeling supported right now.”

Miles dropped his mouth open in mock shock and pressed his hand to his chest dramatically. 

“After I did a girl voice for you and everything?” 

Margo snorted, “Yeah not that I didn’t appreciate it, but I called my boyfriend, not one of my besties.”

He nodded, “Yeah I got you.” 

Margo ran her hand under the water to check the temp again.  A strangely deep voice made her look back to her phone,

“Just relax and put the scissors down lil mama, you got this.” 

Miles burst into cackles immediately after and Margo gave up watching him in dumbfounded silence and just side-eyed him as he laughed.

“I cannot believe you let that come out of your mou- I should block you.”

He tried to stifle his snickers but when he realized he couldn't he just muted himself.

Margo shook her head and got her deep conditioner and detangling brush ready. 

Miles piped up again when he controlled himself. 

“I think the water bill has reached a hundred dollars now, you can stick your head under.”

Margo straight-faced him and tucked his lips in so he wouldn’t laugh.

“That’s my last time, I swear.”

Margo shook her head, that would not be his last time. 

“I’m waiting for it to get hot.” 

He nodded, a smile forming on his face. 

He was always smiling when they were on the phone, it’s like his default expression. Margo pointed it out once and she thoroughly enjoyed how flustered he got.

She stopped staring at him, starting to feel warm at the embarrassing amount of time she spent doing so.

She sighed again, remembering the task at hand. 

“Here goes nothing.”

Margo lowered her hair under the flow of the water and brought the sprayer up to rinse out the back.

Miles couldn’t help himself. 

“Damn, you really went for it. Is that a tear or water?”

Margo refrained from throwing up her hand in a very rude gesture towards Miles, and instead tried to get a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror without getting water all over the counter. 

She groaned when she did manage to get a glimpse of her cheek.

“It’s neither. That’s the gel she used, oh my gosh I knew she used too much. I felt the build-up before she even finished.”

Miles watched, amused, as she rambled. His attention now solely on her and not the game he’d been playing.

“This is why I hate washing my hair. Water dripping down my neck and- OH MY GOSH IT GOT IN MY EAR!”

Miles muted himself yet again so she wouldn’t hear the loud laughing he started when she cut herself off.

By the time he got himself under control this time, Margo was already applying the deep conditioner in her.

Miles tilted his head and unmuted himself.

“Why’re you using that first?

She gave him a long look before she responded. He was not nearly slick enough to mute himself before she realized he was laughing.

“I’m doin’ it first because by deep conditioning and detangling before I shampoo, I have less shedding. Especially after braids.”

He nods though she suspects he doesn’t really get it.

Margo resumes her detangling process and Miles unpauses his game. They talk a little which mostly consists of Miles saying things to purposely annoy her and Margo rolling her eyes.

She sighs as she finishes her last twist and pulls a shower cap out of the cabinet and puts it on. 

Miles refocuses his attention on her when she calls his name.

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow or something if I haven’t gone crazy and actually buzzed all my hair off.’

Miles scrunched his face up, “You done or something, why’re you hanging up?”

“I’m not done but all I’m gonna do is sit like this for like an hour and a half.”

“So why hang up?”

“Because for an hour and a half I’m gonna be doing nothing but cleaning my room or something and then I’m just gonna rinse this out and shampoo.” Margo says it slowly because she’s actually confused that he’s not getting it.

Miles shrugs and fidgets with his hands a little. 

“Doesn’t really matter to me, I’m fine just keeping you company while you clean. I’d actually kind of like it.”

Margo tried really, really hard to tamp down the massive grin threatening to take over her face but she’s pretty sure she failed.

“Oh, really?”

Miles laughed at the way she cheesed into the camera and shook his head. 

“Yes really.”

“Well Mr. Morales let’s clean.”

Miles chuckles again. 

“Okay Ms. Kess.” 

Margo lets out an extremely embarrassing high-pitched giggle and clicks the light off in her bathroom. 

A couple hours later when she’s completely finished she catches Miles staring at her with a wide grin. 

“What?” She asks, fighting the urge to cover up her face.

He shrugs and his hand goes to rub at his neck, clearly embarrassed he was caught staring.

“Nothing, you just look really pretty.”

Margo tries not to squeal and instead covers up her wild grin with her hand.

“Even with my bonnet and this stupid retainer.”

Miles shrugs again. 

“Yup.”

“Well you look handsome too.”

His eyes widen and he quickly looks away, Margo laughs but tries to lower it when she remembers how late it is.

“I appreciate it Ms. Kess.”

She smirks and with confidence she definitely does not have she replies, “That’s Mrs. Morales to you.”

She hurriedly hangs up on him, barely catching the squawk he lets out and the flustered expression on his face.

Her phone falls to her bed as Margo rolls from side to side with her hands covering her face. 

She grabs her pillow and stuffs her face in it when she hears her phone buzz.

After kicking her feet and squealing into her pillow for a ridiculous amount of time she opens their text thread.

goodnight Mrs. Morales💜

This time the squeal does not make it into her pillow.

Did I finish this at half past midnight? yeah but mind your business

[nerves-nebula]

I think this

https://nerves-nebula.tumblr.com/post/747528028709584896/anotha-one-i-cant-stop-raph-never-knew 

might have plagiarized parts of this fic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54845632 

I don’t know if you care but I noticed several parts that are extremely similar and the fic was posted before the ask. ignore this ask if you want I just wanted to point it out

this got a bit longggg

1. I would’ve appreciated it if you’d copied sections the you're talking about into this ask. I had to read that whole thing to find what you’re talking about. And then re-read the fic I got seny. It was really annoying and i'm not sure if I caught everything you're talking about.

2. the only part i caught was this, but I wasn't fully paying attention (walking back from the cafeteria = street noises = i don't hear everything clearly)(there might have been another part but I can't remember, I wasn't like, taking notes or anything) so let me know if there were other things you were referencing cuz you said "several parts" and i see like. one part.

3. while these are similar they're also kind of, idk, vague? basic romantic sentiments? a logical conclusion to come to with both of these fics focusing a lot on self loathing?

I'm pretty sure I've written this exact "I think there's something wrong with me" and "that's ok, there's something wrong with me too" dialog before. I've probably written this a dozen different ways with a dozen ocs. but sure, maybe. i can see it.

4. I am not and never will be interested in overseeing tmnt fanfic plagiarism claims. The person who sent this didn't do it anonymously, you could probably DM them or something if you want to bring it up.

5. it occurs to me that considering everything going on in my life and the fact that i'm swamped with homework and have 2 dollars in my bank account and am trying to raise money for my friend who just had his stuff stolen, i've given this ask way more thought and attention than i probably should have.

i probably should've just published this and said "I dunno man talk to them about it shrug emoji" or ignored it. hindsight is 20/20 tho and now that i've written this up it seems a waste to not post it. idk.

[adventuresinanarchy]

unordinary trio headcanons !!

some of these r kind of a stretch! also there's so much isen im so sorry im in love with him

isen

i hc isen to be bi with no preference

i also am in between on him being amab or afab. i see him using they/he either way tho

he's a demiboy

he's vv closeted

but remi knows

he has a (younger) twin sister and another younger (half) sister

he's found himself being in charge a lot & messing up at home, which is why he's so against taking big responsibilities (like when he becomes jack)

they have severe anxiety

and also undiagnosed adhd

he's good at keeping secrets but if anyone were to simply ask them about one he'd be like really bad at deflecting it

he had a really good relationship with his father until it was noticed that younger half sister was a product of an affair so then his parents got divorced and isen lost contact

his stepdad is nice but isen doesn't find themselves to be as close to him as their siblings are and it makes him a lil upset

he's still really family oriented even though he kind of resents his mom for the whole affair

they work a job as a janitor at night so his siblings can have some spare money

his mom is chronically ill

oh oh and his twin sister goes to a school outside of wellston because she's rlly smart

isen's not vv open about his family, he'll only mention them if remi says something about rei first or if blyke talks about his mom

i love blysen sm but i do think isen would've had a crush on remi before

he's dated a lot of people

including cecile for a week

cecile broke it off

as you can see none of the relationships really lasted

speaking of how i love blysen – he's had a crush on blyke for a really long time but hasn't realized it's a crush

isen & his twin went on this hair dye adventure once hence the hair

i saw someone say he tried to bleach his hair and it came out orange and i firmly agree

naturally black hair i will die on this hill

while isen had a hair oopsie, their sister was successful and has blonde highlights

(i do have names for his siblings but they're not very creative (twin is isabella & half-sister is irene))

secretly a swiftie

blyke

ok enough isen now blyke

i like the idea of bigender or genderfluid blyke

any pronouns but they do get a bit irritated when people stick to just he/him

pansexual

he has sooo many piercings like so so so many

they're the middle child

she spends a lot of time with her uncle

they have a cat and shes the cutest cat ever (i need a name)

i think blemi is really cute tbh (not a headcanon im just rambling atp)

i feel like blyke would listen to weezer

she looooves funky earrings and other cool jewelry

has a bunch of scars from childhood adventures and is insecure about them

allergic to grass

had a black stripe in his hair during middle school to be cool and edgy

had a diary of a wimpy kid phase

and a dork diaries one

im running out here

remi

remi my fav girlboss <3

omni w/ a preference for girls

she/they, demigirl

her dream toy growing up was a barbie motorcycle

she and rei made a lemonade stand in order to raise money for a barbie motorcycle

rei thought they were getting an actual. barbie themed motorcycle

they made their own lemonade and it tasted like shit

they made a whole eight dollars

remi really wants a pet snake but their mom is scared of snakes

she thinks eyeliner is really cool but she's really bad at it

sometimes she'll ask sera to do her makeup for her

remi's dad is a chef who loves the movie ratatouille /hj

rei calls her a rat

her bedroom at home has a shaggy carpet because i said so

and she has soo many posters on her walls

once she dyed the ends of her hair purple with kool-aid

she has lots n lots of freckles

she had a crush on elaine during her first year & that was her first girl crush

sometimes she goes on random smoothie bowl crazes

[blue-mostacho]

~Cherry Bomb~

Heey, this is my first time posting on here, but surely it won't be the last one. This is the prologue of a long fic (if my adhd cooperates) that takes place in the Stranger Things universe. It's an enemies to lovers type thing, I guess. I don't know. I'm not sure yet.

I would do a little more elaborate introduction for it but I'm too excited to post and also I suck at that, so without further delay, I hope you enjoy it. Don't be sacred to drop your opinion and let me know what you think. *internal fangirling*

Ps: English is like my third language, so if I made any mistake, please bear with me *anxiety kicks in*. Feel free to correct me tho.

Prologue.

I can feel his stare from across the room, deep blue eyes scanning me up and down. I try to ignore it, occupying myself with whatever irrelevant task I could find. Right now, I am counting coins at the cash register, I can feel how he approaches the front desk at the store. I ignore it. I always do. Every time he comes into the store with his flirty Iines trying to get on my nerves, I just ignore it, act like he's not there. He does that just to piss me off. Today was an oddly nice day, I got to work on time, my coworkers weren't as annoying as usual, and the customers apparently decided to be nice for a day. But I guess you can't have it all.

By the time he's standing just a few steps from me, I'm done with the pennies, so now I have no other excuse to not pay attention to him. Even though I'm not looking at him, I know his eyes are drilling holes into the side of my face. The crinkle of the chip bags he took fills up my ears when he places them on the counter, I force myself to look at him and plaster a polite smile on my face. Dude's a douche, but I ain't risking my job. Wouldn't be the first time I get yelled at because I wasn't "nice enough" to a customer. Quite the coincidence that every time my supervisor had that conversation with me, the customer was him.

He smiles in return, a smug grin that puts his white teeth on display. I have to fight against the urge to roll my eyes at him.

I take the products he chose and scan them through the register, a few bags of chips and four cans of beer.

–Will that be all?- I say, looking back up at him. He just nods. I take a plastic bag to put the groceries in it, thinking that maybe this time I won't have to put up with his bullshit.

–Although...-and there it is, let's see what he comes up with this time.–I would like to know if there is a way I could take you too.‐ a shit-eating grin spreads across his face. I cringe. I cringe so hard that it's nearly impossible for me to avoid wrinkling my nose slightly. Where does he get his pickup lines from? How the hell does he manage to have so many girls obsessed with him?

I look at him unamused.

–12'50, please.- I say unfazed, which is surprising. Usually I would get pissed off. He chuckles, making the blonde curl falling on his forehead bounce.

–Are you ever gonna stop playing hard to get?- He asks, handing me a twenty dollar bill.

–You can't call it playing when I'm not interested in the game.- my hand stretched out, waiting for him to take the change.

–Such a smart mouth.- he mutters under his breath, amused. Before he could say anything else, the shop's door opens, and Tommy H.'s head peaks through.

–Hargrove dude, are you coming or what?- the redhead rushes the blue-eyed boy who just grabs his things and starts walking towards the exit. Before leaving the store he gives me one last glance, shit-eating grin plastered on his face again.

A sigh escapes my lips once he's out of sight. I take a quick look at the clock, 9:20 pm. Lazily, I make my way to the door and flip the sign hanging on it from "Open" to "Closed", and I go about my closing routine. Fifteen minutes later I'm outside locking the store and turning on the security alarm.

My name's Vex by the way, I have no idea how I ended up in this town. Born and raised in Kansas, I've travelled a lot through the country. Once I moved out of my parents' house, I was determined to explore as much as I could. I left at eighteen, I'm not gonna lie, it was hard, I had two hundred bucks in my pocket and my rusty car. I would sleep in it for most of the nights, not really a huge fan of hotels, too expensive even though i always managed to have a temporary job. Often I would only have one meal a day as I couldn't afford more, but I don't regret it one bit. I had to get out of there. Every passing day in that house would suffocate me more and more. I mean, I love my parents, but their relationship has gotten way too toxic over the years. As I grew up, their fights got more intense and aggressive. They were both right and wrong at the same time, but they are both stubborn and would never sit down and have a real conversation. My dad was too caught up in work, the only thing he could talk about. And my mom had pent-up anger from seeing how her husband would get more and more distant. He's not a bad man, he's trying his best, but he wasn't raised in a loving household, so the only way known to him of showing love and affection is working his ass off and taking care of the family. My mom, on the other hand, is a bit more affectionate, she would take care of every little detail to make us happy. Always a step ahead, before you could open your mouth to say anything, she was already there giving you exactly what you wanted. But she's also prideful and, as I said, stubborn as she is. And she has a really bad temper, something that I got from her, that's how the fights and arguments would start. She got mad, started yelling, my dad would follow and, well, you know the rest.

I grew sick of it, hearing them screaming hurtful things to each other, so one day I packed up my things and left.

I stumbled across this small town in Indiana, Hawkins. I was on my way to Michigan from Illinois, I'd decided to take a couple of weeks to get some rest since I had been driving all the way from Wisconsin without taking a break.

My plan was to park my car for a few days, get a full night of sleep or two, and get some food for the road, but then I met Eddie. And that motherfucker tangled me so good that...well here I am, it's been almost a year since then.

We met at a comic shop, we were fighting over the last copy of our favorite comic. We eventually got kicked out, and somehow we ended up in a bar having drinks and talking about life like we'd known each other for a lifetime.

Slowly, what started out as a two-week break turned into empty promises to myself at the beginning of every week that I would be hitting the road by the next Monday. Next thing I knew Eddie was helping me settle down here. I must say, he did chew my ear off about staying here.

Eddie lives in a trailer park, the first days I would crash there for the night. It was more comfortable than the backseat of my car anyway.

Slowly but surely my cash started to melt away, which was just another reason for Eddie to try and convince me to stay, at least for a little while. I tried to talk him into coming with me, I'd been travelling alone for a really long time and I actually enjoyed his company. But the fucker would always turn the tables on me and end up talking to me about the pros of staying here.

Now listen, I have to admit that this town has something to it, and it really started to grow on me. It is quiet and peaceful, but yet it still can creep the shit out of you.

After two months or so I got a job, and shortly after that I had my own roulotte parked right next to Eddie's. Well it wasn't actually my own, it was a rental, but you get the point.

And, well, pretty much that's it. Now here I am, cigarette hanging from my lips, dragging my feet as I arrive home. I take a quick look at Eddie's trailer, lights on, he's home.

I manage to open the door to my wheeled house, I throw the cigarette butt before I make my way in, and as soon as I set foot inside, my entire body deflates and I throw myself on the bed.

I close my eyes letting myself drift off to sleep, my stomach growls, but I'm too tired to even think about eating right now. I can feel my body sinking on the mattress as every muscle relaxes.

–Yoo shithead!- my eyes pop open in a split second as I recognize the voice. I groan, turning on my side, my heavy eyes shutting again. I hear how he knocks on my door.–I know you're thereee.-he sings. I groan once again, knowing damn well that if I don't open, he's not gonna shut up.

I get off the bed and make my way to the door, flipping it open, finding the long-haired boy standing there with a smile on his face.

–You hungry?- he lifts two paper bags, one in each hand. This dork... I try to put an annoyed look on my face, but he doesn't buy it, so I decide to just move to make room for him.

–Come in you shitbird.- a laugh threatens to come out of my mouth but I push my lips together, taking advantage of the fact that he can't see me.

He lets himself fall on the small couch in my "living room" placing the bags on the coffee table in front of him. Lazily, I walk over to him and sit on the other end of the couch, propping my feet on his legs.

–So- he says, taking one of the bags and placing it on my lap.- Got any plans for tonight?.- he asks. I've already taken out the hot cheeseburger from my bag. I'm starving so bad that only the smell has my mouth watering.

–Sleeping.-I say, unwrapping the sandwich.

–Nuh-uh.- he places a fry in his mouth.- What are you? 80 or something?- each word between chews, a frown on his forehead in disappointment.

–What I am is tired as fuck.- My mouth full from the bite I just took.

–Woman!-he suddenly shouts, I look at him unfazed, still chewing on my food. He gets up, letting my feet fall off his legs.- It's Friday night.- he walks dramatically until he places himself right in front of the table.

–So?- I speak with my mouth full again.

–So?!- he looks hysterical, this time he gets closer to me, crouches beside me in front of the couch, letting all his weight fall on his right knee.–I think you ignore the major events that are about to go down later tonight.- This time he speaks lower, looking dead into my eyes for dramatic effect. I laugh, getting up from my seat and walking to the fridge.

–Care to enlighten me?- my eyes fall on him for a second before I turn my head to look at the fridge. He runs up to me.

–Tonight is the night where HISTORY is gonna be made in Hawkins.- He's talking on my left side, close to my face, while fidgeting like crazy. Then he shifts to my right side, two inches away from my cheek while I bend over to take a better look in the fridge.–TONIGHT...-I flinch a little since he's shouting straight in my ear– Tonight there's gonna be light and fireworks thrown upon this shithole of a town.- i finally find a can of coke in the back of the bottom shelf.– Tonight Hawkins is gonna learn what REAL ART is.- I make my way back to my couch, he's still following me not stopping his speech. There's no point in trying to stop him, he likes being theatrical. I open the can, taking a sip from it.–Tonight Vex...-and he's crouching again in front of me, one hand laying on top of each of my knees, his face inches away from mine. He makes a pause to emphasize.–Tonight we're in for the show...-his left hand flies behind him, smirk on his face and a brow arched.–...of our FUCKING LIVES.- He shouts at the top of his lugs, i flinch as a drop of spit hits my left cheekbone. The hand that was hidden just a couple of seconds ago is now a few inches of my face holding two pieces of paper. I squint a little bit, focusing on reading them. Judas Priest. My eyes widen as my brain assimilates the words, and I choke on my coke.

–SHUT UP.- I stand up.–How the fuck?! They were sold out weeks ago! –Suddenly adrenaline takes over wiping away any need of sleep that I had. He stands up, nodding like crazy.

–Yeah baby!‐ his face is adorned with a wide, bright smile.

–But how did you manage to get the tickets?!- He laughs, his right hand flips his long hair over his shoulder to the back.

–I have good connections.- he says, full of pride.

– Connections?- My voice mocking, a smirk tugging at my lips. He looks at me and rolls his eyes.

–Okay, there's this guy I used to sell weed to. He owes me a shit ton of money, heard he got his hands on a couple tickets. So now he's free of debts.- he shrugs and then lets his body fall on my bed.–So, you coming or...what?

A smile starting to form on my lips and he mirrors me.

–You bet your ass I'm going.

–So go get dressed then, shitface!- He shouts one more time.

Next Chapter.

[wolfstrong]

how’d quitting go? dying to hear

Hello thank you for being invested, I just got home. So I like KIND of did it. Before hand I was so nervous I was afraid I might actually throw up. Like I’m not joking I was kind of gagging. I know it’s like kind of a stupid thing to be nervous about but I feel like me quitting is just a culmination of a bunch of other issues and it’s just like ugh. Like I don’t really do a lot of things for myself I guess even tho I’m an adult. Like I live with my parents and got this job through my uncle so it’s not like I even had to apply for it. So like it doesn’t feel like mine nothing really feels like it’s mine right. So that’s why quitting was feeling so scary because like it’s something I was choosing to do even tho like I don’t have much of a reason to do it other then I want to. It’s hard for me to do things I want to do. Okay anyway you didn’t want a psychological analysis im just trying to reflect on why this was so hard for me and why I was almost crying the whole time (DIDNT CRY THO! HA!) anyway my boss took it EXTREMELY well. She was like “we really like you and I was actually just about to give you a raise” which, it was only gonna be a couple dollars no doubt, but still. Anyway she wasn’t offended and offered for me to work part time and told me to think on it. I think I will take the part time. Like. It’ll give me some time to sort my shit out. So yeah I’m still not feeling like 100% about all this but also I wasn’t expecting to.

[hotchs-big-hands]

its finally my off day and i have time to bullshit a bit!

i got hired at tjmaxx a month ago and at the beginning of this week my managerboss pulled me into the office (thought i was being fired) and offered me a promotion saying out of the last 10 people they hired im the hardest working, most available and nicest one (ive never really been interested in management bc i cant even manage myself tbh) but its a full dollar pay raise so i accepted lol so now im gonna be even busier lmaooo.

but also ive totally not been fantasizing about aaron shopping at tjmaxx all the time for work shirts cause they keep getting dirt and blood stains on them and always picking jack up a new toy or outfit as well and going out of his way to always go to the same really nice really pretty cashier even tho he definitely does not have a crush on them at aaaallll 👀 definitely not utterly self indulgent at all

Oh gosh congrats on getting a raise tho !! That’s good!

And we support self indulgence here 🫡🫡🫡 the vast majority of my fics are self indulgent LMAO. He absolutely would have a crush on the cute cashier 🥰🥰🥰🥰🤭🤭🤭🤭 always tries to get served by them if he can hehe

[ihavemanychickens]

‘Bouta info dump my COD MW2 OC/self insert

Call sign: jigsaw

Age: gen z

Gender: Gender neutral/agender

Sexuality: Asexual

Appearance: short dark hair, green eyes, over all androgynous

Height: 5’3

Occupation: E5 Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) Specialist, Sniper

Nationality: American

- Born and raised in Florida

- Wanted to go to college to become a chemist but flunked out and joined the military, using their previous chemistry knowledge to become an EOD specialist

- Was part of Shadow Company until they defected in Las Almas and joined the Los Vaqueros

- Demolitions aren’t always needed so they double as a sniper due to their small stature and capability to sit in cramped positions for long periods of time

- This also makes them a hide and seek champion

- Skilled in stealth

- Not very big or strong but they make up for it with evasion, escape, and using their opponents weight to their advantage

- Got into demolitions because “A bomb is just a puzzle; a puzzle you only have one shot at”

- That’s how they got their alias

- People gift them jig saw puzzles as a joke but they actually like them

- Also likes cooking

- Can, has, and will put crystals hot sauce on everything

- Was dared to take a shot of crystals hot sauce for 50 dollars

- Did so with no hesitation

- Likes to sing though the only person who knows is Rudy after he accidentally walked in on them laying on the roof at 2am singing because they couldn’t sleep

- Rudy has never seen them look so panicked and angry at the same time and immediately promised not to tell anyone

- After rough missions they hole themselves up in their room for a couple days

- “Nobody TALK to me, nobody LOOK at me, I need enrichment time in my enclosure”

- A decent driver, not nearly as bad as ghost but they can have a lead foot

- HATES people who don’t use their turn signals

- Makes the best coffee, nobody will touch the coffee maker in fear of tainting it

- Can read and write Spanish but speaking and listening is where they get a bit confused, Alejandro’s helping them tho

- Has a bad habit of picking at their skin, Rudy Carrie’s bandaids with him

[campcrow2]

✈️?

💉?

✂️?

🌟?

✈️ where are you from?

Minnesota born and raised and never left. Went to university and stayed here.

💉 have tattoos?

I don’t. Theres a few I want but…on dialysis with the risk of infection and bleeding it’s not an option right now. So…I have plans to get some post transplant.

✂️ got any piercings?

No I’ve thought about it tho. I’d love to do my nipples but I’ve heard mixed reviews that it takes a long time to heal and stuff. I couldn’t do my ears because of hearingaids it would be annoying and I’ve thought about a nose piercing or something. But I’ve also always worked in an office with way older people. So I typically dress more conservative in the office.

🌟 a wish you’ll wish for?

I mean I was wishing I would have won that 1.7 billion dollar lottery to spoil all my friends lol. But honestly….rn I’m wishing for a transplant or a new job.

Thanks for the asks!!

[humanvoreture]

Hiiii i see you're back, I took off for two days last week for a four day weekend. It was great, I got two tattoos and didn't think about work that entire time. And then I went in Sunday night and that was a shit show. Last night was also a shit show. So far I haven't been able to take a break because there's so much to do. There's a place near my house that's hiring like 3 dollars more than what I'm doing now, but we're supposed to get a raise and it's almost bonus time. I swear my supervisor is the only sober one of the shifts. The next shift manager came in as I was leaving and I could tell right away he was high as a motherfucker or drunk as fuck. I legit don't know why I stay most of the time. I dunno, they got til the end of the month tho for my raise or I'm leaving, and if it's anything less than what they promised or what I asked for I'm still leaving. Motherfuckers wanna try to get me to do three peoples jobs all on my own? Shits about to go from 5 people on this shift to 2 in about a week. Oh well, not my fucking issue when that happens. On the upside, Solasta released a new dlc so I've been exploring that. It dropped three new classes and a bunch of extra content, so I'm pretty haply about that. I'm still praying and trying to keep maintenance on it. I hope you're doing well and classes (which I'm guessing is what's eating up your time) are going well.

-your Altar Goblin

Self care is always really important so I’m glad to hear you prioritizing and taking care of yourself. What tattoo did you get? Did it turn out how you wanted it?its always so funny to see you rant about important things and adult issues and then immediately go into ranting about your nerd shit LMFAOOO it’s cute.

But I’m hoping for you to get your raise and bonus, you deserve it plus you said you liked this job because it was easy and having to start a new job would probably be annoying for sure but if it’s a necessary then definitely quit if need be. Just be sure when you quit you already have the other job lined up <3

I thought you did your research on me AG? Now I’m kinda offended(joking). No, classes are not eating up my time. I’m not in college remember? Also I’m for sure not a high school student I’ve been out for more than a year and I’m glad I am. That shit had me attempting every two months LMFAOOO. I just hate school it kills me. I love learning but I hate school.

[buckaroundandfindout]

always see posts criticizing the therapy scenes in FATWS and like

I ain't sayin' y'all are wrong, absolutely tf not, but hear me out—

have you ever had therapy WITH someone who absolutely did not want to be there, was uncooperative, and did not give one whit about the homework the therapist asked them to do?

I'm not claiming Raynor is a good example of a therapist whatsoever, but Bucky's attitude towards it lives in the realm of believable for me, as someone who was a firsthand witness to when therapy was like pulling teeth, with someone who didn't even want to be there in the first place, let alone gave a flying fuck about what the therapist was saying.

I think that's the key, folks say it's a bad depiction for anyone who ever intends to go— i read the whole thing as bucky once again forced to do something he doesn't wanna do: therapy edition

and so it makes me wonder, what does a therapist do for someone who is literally forced/mandated to be there, and is Uncooperative™ and kind of antagonistic about it??? again, not really cutting raynor or the writing team slack necessarily, but I don't know what it looks like to have, essentially, two unwilling parties doing something they do not want to be doing at the behest of the state… and have that look like some semblance of mental health help? that this character can still grow from (or in spite of) by the end of the story

does it look like what we got? is there someone who has experienced that, that can weigh in? are there therapists on Tumblr who work with people who do not want therapy but MUST go anyway? idk, man.

it sounds like that situation would be problematic, at best. which… I mean. what we got seems problematic. was that a bad creative decision in the first place? maybe. but because something we witness is problematic doesn't exactly mean its bad writing, nor does it mean that there's some nefarious or ignorant nonsense going on behind the scenes

all I can say is there isn't a single universal experience for trauma & recovery, so maybe we fucking hate it but consider that it's possible that it's not exactly incorrect.

fwiw the bit I felt in my soul is the sam/buck part where bucky is like "if he's wrong about you, then he's wrong about me". that cut deep, real af. I can explain how that specific issue is Fucking Accurate six ways to Sunday, but the rest of it? no clue. can't help ya. I'm grossly unqualified to have an opinion, bc I went to therapy because I wanted to. so I can't relate to either of 'em and I ain't gonna throw stones

also kindly remember that Marvel is not a person, it feels no responsibility, it's a corporation egregiously protected in this country in ways that real humans with feelings are not. it's like, a meeting of a zillion people on fucking zoom who have to agree on a creative direction, and argue their points to another entire team who exclusively want to talk in terms of dollar signs because that is how they get paid, who also need to agree. no one ever agrees. please be nice to creative professionals bc there's at least one person who raised their hand to bring up your point & they likely got shot down or talked over and is likely being grossly underpaid (see: strike) and they don't deserve your ire

block me to hell if you must, but I think its naive to assume that the hundreds of people who touched the show were all collectively either willfully ignorant or maliciously negligent about how sensitive those scenes were gonna be.

bucky does deserve the best, tho, and I hope he gets it

[sereneres]

Rich with a capital R ⁰

newjeans x 6th member!reader / 2.8k

summary. — in which the girls accidentally reveal just how rich you are to your fans and the general public in the span of one hour.

warnings. — you don’t appear until the end / mentions of wasteful spending

“hello bunnies!~” hyein greeted, waving her hands cheerfully at the camera. “how are you guys doing?… uh, haerin-unnie, why can’t i see any comments?”

“what?” 

the older of the two frowns, moving forward and tapping on the screen. “…we might need to end this live and start another one.” she murmured, brows furrowing and eyes squinting at the tiny text on the screen. 

hyein, who had been sitting down, stood up, her lips also tugging into a frown, though it looked more like a pout than anything. “really?”

“looks like it.” haerin said before turning to younger girl. “try pulling up the live on your phone. maybe we’ll be able to see the comments that way.”

“okay.”

the two maknaes fall silent as they worked, one focused on downloading an app that had not yet been downloaded on her phone while the other was busy trying to fix the live. 

fortunately, that silence didn’t last long.

“i got it!” hyein cheered, tugging on haerin’s arm. “look, unnie, i got it!”

letting herself get pulled back onto her chair by the taller girl, haerin sighed in relief. “that’s good…” a pause. “wait, let me see.”

hyein held out her phone to haerin, who, after glancing at the camera, moved so that the fans watching the stream wouldn’t see the screen.

“alright, i think it’s okay now.” haerin said after a bit, placing her phone into her lap and looking up. “hyein-ssi, would you like to tell our fans what we will be going today?”

“today we’re going to do a shopping haul!” she cheered, smiling widely. “some of you guys may not know this, but i’ve always wanted to do a shopping haul video.” 

“a shopping haul video?” haerin asked flatly, a brow raised. “this is a live, hyein.” 

[ kangdanielle238: oop- ]

hyein huffed, crossing her arms as she pouted at the older girl standing beside her. “it’s close enough, isn’t it? the only difference is that one is, well, live, and the other one is a video.”

“…”

[ minjipham: ㅋㅋㅋ she’s judging her HARD  creep101: omg mommy???? 😍😍 kimminjiz04: wtf go away weirdo ]

“okay, okay, you don’t have to look at me like that.” the younger out of the two said, her pout growing more exaggerated. “all i’m saying is that i’ve wanted to do something like this for a while.”

“…didn’t you do that one video with hanni?”

confused, hyein turned to the girl. “what video?”

“the one where you accidentally said urban–”

“oh, that!” hyein said, cutting off the shorter girl and laughing nervously. “yeah, that wasn’t really a shopping haul, more like a, ‘what i bought’ video.”

[ newjeanzzzzzz: ???? with all the stuff she bought, it had to be at least 100 dollars 😭 ]

haerin pursed her lips. “isn’t that basically what a shopping haul is?”

“well, okay, maybe, but the difference is that instead of only buying a few things, we bought a lot of things!”

“that’s because yn-unnie bought it all.” haerin said, picking up hyein’s phone. “if it wasn’t for her, you wouldn’t have all of this stuff.”

the younger girl hummed, nodding her head slowly in agreement. “i guess that’s true.”

[ kimyn1238: UH???? sakuratreesforlife: wtf yn is rich??? ynlnizaqu33n: wait, you guys didn’t know that???????? ]

“hey, watch what you say.” minji said, poking her head into the room, her lips twisted into a frown. “this is a live. if you say something you shouldn’t have, it won’t be edited out like it would be in videos.”

[ kimminjistan_1038: aaaand mom’s here to make sure her kids don’t cause any rumors.  bunniesarecut3: isn’t it a little too late for that tho? ]

“minji-unnie!” hyein cheered, visibly brightening. “come and do the live with us!”

“actually, get the stuff yn-unnie bought for you first.” haerin cut in, looking up at the older girl. “that way we can show off all of our stuff.”

“…”

“please?~” the youngest of the three pleaded, jutting her lower lip out and making her eyes wide. “it’ll be fun, i promise!”

[ hyeinzthebest836: ive never seen hyein do puppy eyes before but theres a first for everything ig ]

minji bit her lip and her brows furrowed as if she was really considering the offer, but by the way she was slowly pulling the door closed, it’s clear to both haerin and hyein that she was going to say no.

that is, until hanni arrived.

“why not?” the aussie said, peeking over the korean’s shoulder. “like hyein said, it’d be fun.”

sighing, minji gave in. “fine, fine, we’ll join.” she said before turning to the two younger girls. “you two should start, though. it’s going to take us a while to get our stuff.”

“then go and get them already!” hyein said, shooing her unnies away. “and bring dani-unnie with you, she probably wants to brag too.”

[ aquaxlife: maknae on top ㅋㅋㅋ ]

minji scoffed and rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance as she left. hanni, on the other hand, squinted at hyein, who stuck her tongue out at the older girl.

“yah, you–”

“come on, bro.” minji muttered, popping back into view. “let’s not make our bunnies wait too long…”

“oh, okay.”

[ bbangsaz04: oh my god??? hanjiforthewin: damn.  ]

with the two older girls finally leaving, the two younger girls turn back to the camera.

“anyway, yeah, yn-unnie bought all of this for us.” hyein said, lifting up several shopping bags and putting them on the table. “i was really surprised when she told us she was buying it with her own money and not manager-unnie’s.”

haerin hummed, also moving her items onto the table. “i don’t think it would have been possible for manager-unnie to buy things like this. not with the amount of money she had.”

[ ynkang: oh my god she’s rich 😍 phham_hanni: damn wish that was me  starlitsky: where is she? ]

“‘where is she?’” haerin reads aloud before looking at the camera. “since minji-unnie and hanni-unnie are about to come over with danielle-unnie, i’m going to assume you’re talking about yn-unnie.”

“yn-unnie isn’t feeling well right now.” hyein said, pouting slightly. “she got sick at some point last week and didn’t tell us until yesterday, so we put her on home arrest.”

[ ynln2735: WHAT?!| ynkim: our poor ㅠㅠ hope you get better soon ynnie  marsh__yn: …home arrest??? ]

“you mean house arrest.” haerin corrected, glancing at the younger girl.

“house arrest, home arrest, po-tay-to po-tah-to.” hyein muttered, looking more smug than she probably should gave been. “same difference.”

haerin rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

“you learned that from hanni-unnie, didn’t you? i heard you guys talking about it in your room.”

[ asdfghk: …wasn’t this a shopping haul live?? new_jeansinurarea: atp it’s just maknaez bickering ㅋㅋㅋ ]

“ah, people are asking us what happened to the shopping haul.” hyein said, subtlety changing the topic as she looked down at her screen. haerin raised a brow but said nothing, choosing to instead face the camera once more. “in that case, let’s decide who shows off first.”

“why don’t you go first, unnie?” the younger girl suggested. “you have less stuff so maybe you’ll finish talking about it once our unnies come back.”

“good idea.” 

[ bphot: the maknaes are so mature ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ nwjnzzzzzzzzzz: can’t wait for the others to come. ]

after a bit of shuffling – and more bickering – haerin stands in front of the camera while hyein sits behind her, watching.

“alright, so first–”

“wait, don’t we have to block out the names and logos?” hyein cut in, a worried look on her face. “are we allowed to just say the brand names?”

“i think we’ll be fine…?” haerin murmurs, looking from the camera to the girl sitting behind her. “after all, you had your urban outfitters accident and they still included it into that video–”

“unnie, please stop bringing it up,” hyein pleaded, rubbing her hands together, “please, i’m begging you.”

“–but if you’re really worried about it, just cover the brand names with your hand and try not to say their names.” she continued, ignoring the younger girl’s begging. “it’s as simple as that.”

sighing, hyein nodded, dropping her arms into her lap as she pouted. “if you say so…”

[ mustardandhotdogzz: rip hyein  minnidayhain: poor hyein ㅋㅋㅋㅋ ]

“the first things yn-unnie got us were some lotions.” haerin said, pulling out three bottles of lotion from the bag and putting them onto the table. “i already posted some pictures of them, so i’ll just be showing you guys the ones i haven’t shown yet.”

“make sure to show them the names, unnie.” hyein murmured, leaning forward and resting her arms against her knees.

obeying the maknae’s words, haerin picked up a bottle and squinted at the label before turning it around so that their audience could see the name.

“this one is called uh… ‘love always wins’.” the shorter of the two said, pulling the bottle away from the camera. “minji-unnie was the one to pick this for me… oh, we decided to get six lotions for each of us, by the way.”

hyein’s eyes widened and she sat up straight, clapping her hands together. “oh, that’s right!” she then turned to the camera, looking a little too eager to be talking about lotions. “so, basically, we couldn’t decide what we wanted to get, so yn-unnie suggested that each member get six – one they picked themselves and five picked by the other members.”

[ nwjns_minjikimmmm: ??? isn’t that like, 100 bucks in total??? even with the currency exchange rate that has to be a lot... mathalot: 6 x 6 (assuming that yn bought herself lotions as well) is 36, and the prices of those lotions have to at least be 18000 won, so isn’t that 648,000 won in total???? newjeaz_stan816: for international fans, that's around 400-500 dollars… wtf yn why did you spend that much on lotion of all things😭 ]

“and dani-unnie got me this ‘butterfly’ one…” haerin picked another bottle and moved it in front of the camera, her hand once again covering the brand name on the top of the label.

“by the way, dani-unnie said that she got haerin-unnie ‘butterfly’ because she gives dani-unnie butterflies.” hyein added, looking up from her phone.

[ kang_danielle: WHAT??? alexanderrrrrhamilton: what a flirt ㅋㅋㅋ ]

“and then yn-unnie got me ‘gingham gorgeous’ because she said i’m ‘gorgeous’.” haerin continued before popping the top open and bringing it to her nose. “she also said that it smells like strawberries a little and that she had to settle for this one since there weren’t any tomato scented lotions.”

“ooh, let me smell, let me smell!” 

“here.”

the younger girl takes the bottle and sniffs it before placing the bottle back onto the table. “it smells good unnie, though it is a bit strong.”

“is it?” haerin asked, tilting her head. “i didn’t think so.”

hyein shrugged, and then haerin shrugged back, when made the former, once again, shrug.

[ qwerty: what are they doing???? maknezontopz: ㅋㅋㅋ  plotpants: are they having a shrug war or smth ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ]

the aptly named “shrug war” continued for several minutes, neither letting up as they stared into each other's eyes intently, and, realistically, it would have continued for much longer if hanni hadn’t burst into the room with a wide smile on her lips.

“we’re back!” she yells excitedly, swinging several shopping bags around. “and we got the stuff!”

“stuff!” danielle repeated cheerfully, lifting her own shopping bags into the air.

“what are you guys doing?” minji asked as she raised a brow at the two younger girls. “our fans are making fun of you, you know?”

upon hearing these words, hyein frowned. “what?”

“we weren’t doing anything.” haerin denied, shaking her head.

“there’s no point in lying, haerin.” hanni said, plopping into haerin’s chair. “she had the live pulled up on her phone the minute we left to go back to the dorms.”

“oh.” haerin visibly deflated, a rare pout on her lips.

[ jimmyin: haerin -> 😾 haerinnie: AAAA SO CUTE ♥︎♥︎♥︎ ]

“anyway, we didn’t bring that much.” minji said, dropping her shopping bags onto the floor. “most of the things yn bought us are… uh…”

“she bought us a lot of expensive things that we aren’t allowed to show you guys.” hanni said, finishing the older girl’s sentence. “sorry, but manager-unnie said so.”

hyein blinked before also pouting “really? guess i can’t show them the new bag unnie got me then…”

upon hearing this, both haerin and hanni share a glance, one smiling coyly while the other just nodded her head. danielle, on the other hand, only glanced at them with a confused look while minji just shook her head and sighed for the nth time that day.

[ ohnoes: oh no? ohmaohmagod: oh? ]

“what bag, hyein?” hanni asked, leaning over and swinging an arm over the younger girl’s shoulder. 

confused by the aussie’s actions, hyein raised a brow but didn’t question it. “you know what bag i’m talking about, unnie.” she said, frowning. “you were there with me and yn-unnie when i bought it.”

“yn and i.” minji corrected, earning a playful pout and a swat to her arm. 

“well yeah but that was days ago.” hanni whined, jutting out her lower lip and ignoring the judgemental look hyein and minji were giving her. “how can an old woman like me remember that?”

“if you’re old,” minji crossed her arms, mouth twisting into a frown that was threatening to turn into a smile. “then what am I?”

“…i’m not going to answer that.”

“good choice.” danielle said, nodding seriously.

[ ashketchup: a good choice indeed.  new_shorts28: fr ]

haerin sighed, shaking her head nudging hyein. “just tell hanni-unnie where you got it, hyein, before something else happens.”

“something is already happening, haerin-unnie.” the younger girl deadpanned, her lips pursed. “it’s not like saying something will make them stop.”

despite saying that, though, she turns to the camera to address their viewers. “anyway, since hanni-unnie and haerin-unnie are very insistent on me telling you where this bag comes from, well, as you all may know–”

“stop being fancy and just say it, hyein,” hanni interrupted, “time is money, you know.”

“…as i was saying before i was so rudely interrupted.” hyein muttered, clearing her throat loudly as she pointedly looked at hanni, who averted her gaze innocently. “since yn-unnie is an ambassador for this brand and knew i’ve wanted this bag for a while, we went to a saint l–”

it’s then that she paused, eyes widening and mouth still agape. as for the other girls, haerin was clearly amused, minji looked disappointed, hanni was smiling smugly, and danielle looked just as shocked as the maknae was, having let out a quiet gasp when she realized what had just happened.

“what store, hyein?” hanni simpered, standing up and hugging the girl. “saint what?”

it doesn't take long for hyein to come back to earth, and once she did, well…

“yah, unnie!” she whined, beginning to swat at hanni with both of her hands, her pout intensifying to a frown-pout. “i can’t believe you did this to me!”

“technically, you did this to yourself– ow!” hanni frowned, turning around to see minji with her hand up like a crab hand. “unnie, what was that for?!”

“you know what that was for.” minji said flatly, eyes narrowed at the aussie.

“it wasn’t just me, you know!” hanni pointed to haerin, who looked at the finger pointing at her with blank eyes. “she was in on it too!”

“but haerinnie would never do that!” danielle said, frowning as she hugged the cat like girl. “she’s too nice.”

“too nice?!” hanni repeated, looking shocked. “what’s nice about her?!”

“hey, don’t say that about our members.” minji scolded, pinching hanni again. “it’s rude, bro.”

[ sonicthefastofoodplace: mom minji to the rescue ]

“ack– hey, pinching your members is also considered rude, you know? and– dude, keep that hand away from me!”

“…no.”

“hey, guys, a little help?”

“nope.”

“sorry, unnie, but haerin’s stopping me from sitting up…”

“after what you did to me? no way!”

“nooooooo– ouch, that actually hurts, please stop–”

📞 — “manager-unnie” is calling...

“hi manager-unnie, -cough- what’s up?”

“…huh? no, i didn’t know they were going to do that...-cough- i mean, sure, they brought the stuff i bought them back when we were in spain and portugal, but…”

“…”

“they what?! -cough- oh my god, i’m so sorry unnie, i didn’t think that they would do that… mhm. okay, i’ll make sure i mention it to them. are you going to shut the live down?”

“…okay. that makes -cough- sense i guess… mhm. okay, good bye. sorry for the trouble… mmh, have a good day unnie.”

📞 — call ended.

masterlist.

[morethanonepage]

so who's caroline calloway and why do you follow a reddit about her lying on her instagram

pssssst i told you not to ask about that!!!

(caroline calloway is a c-list instagram influencer who's gained acclaim for being ~an american girl at cambridge~ and got a book deal, didn't finish her book and ended up owing the publisher the $350,000 advance, and gained notoriety for a very poorly planned "workshop tour" about how to be an Authentic Artist and/or Creator that got picked up on by a journalist on twitter and then went viral.

since then she's started an onlyfans, left onlyfans, stopped paying her rent, trashed her west village apartment, moved to her grandmother's condo in florida, the grandmother died, caroline trashed the condo, etc etc

also she's been selling a book since 2020, originally for $25 but is now charging $65 for the ~deluxe first run. supposedly it's ACTUALLY, FINALLY getting shipped this month but........)

(also she recently made a post about 'buying her first apartment entirely on her own', raising the questions of 'with what money tho' bc she still owes her nyc landlord thousands of dollars in rent, BUT it turns out her mom bought the condo and she's just moving into it.)

[scarletrosii]

Went grocery shopping today and suddenly everything is bread. Spent 50 loaves of bread on all my groceries (which did not include bread bc I have bread at home) spent almost 9 loaves of bread on watermelons. Thought about spending a loaf of bread on a dino sippy cup to drink ice tea out of. Still thinking about spending 67 loaves of bread on a new desk. I earn less than 7 loaves of bread an hour. Driving to visit my mother costs around 4 loaves of bread, depending exact gas prices.

Everything is bread.