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liaromancewriter · 2 months

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It Happened One Miami Night (3/?)

Series Premise: A work trip to Miami means finally accepting that some risks are worth taking. Or are they?

Fandom: Choices Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Angsty Fluff Words: 1,430

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A/N: I live! Seriously, though, I've been really sick the last few days; today's the first day I've actually felt like writing. I also don't know where I'm going with this series except for this idea of filling in blanks for moments we didn't see. Pray that I figure it out before I start rambling.

Submission for @choicesaprilchallenge24; dialogue prompt "come on, it'll be fun"

She might have been invited (ordered, more like) under false pretenses, but that didn’t mean she was wasting this opportunity. Still in awe of hearing medical greats in person, Cassie Valentine put her hands together for the chorus of applause that followed Dr. Hadley’s fireside chat.

Ethan Ramsey, the epitome of medical excellence, was Cassie’s ultimate inspiration. Yet, Rebecca Hadley, with her profound knowledge and charisma, was a close second in Cassie’s admiration.

Cassie's eyes darted hopefully towards the front as the room began to clear. Her heart sank at seeing the long queue of Dr. Hadley’s admirers. Disappointment washed over her, but she was determined not to let this opportunity slip away. However, the organizers pulled Dr. Hadley away before she could step forward.

Cassie checked the event schedule on the conference app and figured she had enough time to grab some swag for Elijah before the next session. She still hadn’t heard from Ethan.

No! She wasn’t going to think about him. This time was for her.

Ethan was her attending, that’s it. No, he wasn’t Ethan. He was Dr. Ramsey. Cassie repeated this to herself, a mantra reminding her of her resolution to move on and break the spell he’d cast on her.

She thought this weekend was already proving challenging, recalling their conversation after the Nash debacle. They hadn’t even been to their suite yet or figured out how they were going to spend two nights in close quarters. Would he casually dismiss her from his presence then, too?

Shaking off the anxiety, she entered the exhibit hall and made a beeline for the first table. They gave out branded pens; they were nothing special, but her friend wasn’t picky. Besides, Elijah lost at least two pens daily and would use them all.

With her tote bag bulging, she was halfway down this row when she spied a booth handing out frisbees. She sped up, grabbing the last one as someone reached for it. Cassie turned sideways and found herself in a tug-of-war with another attendee.

“I was here first,” she tugged the plastic disk a little too forcefully.

“Debatable.” The man grinned charmingly before letting go. “But my mother raised a gentleman,” he glanced at her lanyard, “Cassie.”

“Thanks,” she stared at the name tag in her line of sight, “Evan. My compliments to your mother.”

“Wait till I tell her how her lessons on manners led me to my future wife.” The twinkle in his eyes told her he was joking.

“Wow, you’re easy,” Cassie quipped. “Beat a guy at the Swag Olympics, and his true intentions come out.”

His lips twisted in a half smile, and he eyed her tote. “First conference?”

“Is it that obvious?”

Evan laughed. “First-timers always grab too much stuff. Then, you realize you can’t possibly take it home in your carry-on and start throwing out perfectly good swag.”

That made her pause. The space in her luggage was indeed limited. Still, she promised Elijah goodies, and she would deliver them.

“It’ll be okay,” she shrugged, unconcerned.

“I heard Panacea’s giving out briefcases,” Evan said, stepping closer, just at the edge of her personal space. “I was just heading there.”

Cassie caught the unspoken invitation in his voice and the interested look in his eyes as he peered intently at her. She started to decline, not wanting another run-in with Declan Nash, when their phones pinged.

“Oh wow, I don’t believe it,” Evan exclaimed, staring at his phone. “They just added Dr. Ramsey to a panel. It starts in twenty minutes.”

He glanced at her over his phone’s screen, his eyes filled with eager excitement. “He’s amazing. Man, what I’d do to work with him. I tried matching at Edenbrook last year, but their residency is super competitive.”

“I know,” Cassie said quietly, but Evan didn’t hear her as he continued talking.

“…got into Grady, so not a total loss. How about you?”

“Edenbrook. First year, internal medicine.”

Evan’s eyes widened. “Have you met Ramsey, then? What’s he like? Are rounds with him a masterclass in diagnostic excellence?”

Cassie wasn’t sure how to respond. Was she supposed to tell a stranger that she had not only met Ethan but fallen hard for him? That when he focused those laser blue eyes on her, she melted, heat pooling in her belly, fingers itching to touch him everywhere?

Ethan was a complicated man who hid his emotions behind an austere exterior. But when he let his guard down and let her in, she fell through a rabbit hole, knowing her life would never be the same again.

“Rounds with him are intense,” was all Cassie said, keeping her expression neutral.

Ten minutes later, she reluctantly followed Evan into the ballroom where Ethan’s session was taking place. Despite the last-minute announcement, the room was almost full, with just a few empty seats scattered around the room.

“See? I told you the room would be packed early,” he said, scanning the space.

They shoehorned their way to the center of the room, hopping over bags and feet to park themselves on two chairs in a row of theater seating. Cassie almost tripped over the ankles of a woman who wasn’t keen to let them pass, but Evan helped keep her upright.

Cassie’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Ethan’s tall figure standing off to the side of the raised dais. He must’ve gone to the suite, for he was now wearing a blazer over the black shirt and gray slacks from this morning.

He hadn’t noticed her, and she doubted he would, given the size of the crowd. Still, she slumped slightly in her seat, practically hiding behind the person seated in the row before her.

“What are you doing tonight?”

She turned to face Evan, her brow raised in confusion.

“A few of us are getting together later,” he explained hurriedly. “It’s nothing fancy—cheap booze, music, dancing on the beach.”

“I don’t know,” she hesitated. “I’m here with my attending. He might need me for work.”

“All night?” Evan asked skeptically. “He doesn’t seriously expect you to be on call all weekend? Give the old man the slip and join us.”

When she still looked doubtful, he insisted, “Come on, it’ll be fun. Give me your number. I’ll text you the details.”

Cassie scoffed. “What makes you think you’ve earned my number?”

“My eternal optimism?”

“Nice try,” she rolled her eyes. “I’m on the conference app. Ping me the deets there. No promises.”

The emcee called the room to attention, and the commotion around them died down, replaced by excited anticipation. He introduced the session topic and speakers, reading a brief bio for each panelist.

Despite her earlier intention, Cassie straightened in her seat, unable to look away as Ethan joined his fellow panelists on the stage. As soon as the applause subsided, the moderator smoothly jumped into the discussion, throwing Ethan the first question.

Sprawled in a deep armchair, he held the microphone close to his lips, punctuating his point with a wave of his hand. He spoke eloquently, captivating everyone in the audience and the panel.

Cassie envied his effortless confidence and hoped that one day, she would be as secure in her abilities as a doctor.

She noticed how relaxed Ethan was now compared to earlier. He was in his element now, and it showed. Unlike the uncertainty of the situation with Naveen, sharing his opinions on managing medical resources during large-scale emergencies was easy.

Evan tried to engage her in conversation, leaning too close for comfort, but she ignored him beyond a quick nod. She hadn’t reflected on this topic before but found the discussion and subject area fascinating.

Cassie thought she knew Ethan’s career well, being his biggest fan and all. But she had no idea he’d volunteered in disaster zones during his residency and fellowship. Was there anything the man hadn’t done in the ten short years since he became a doctor?

And was he just as good in bed as he appeared out of it? The naughty voice broke through her thoughts, making her blush.

Cassie surreptitiously scanned faces around her to make sure no one had noticed her face turning red (or the way her skin flushed from the neck down as her breath hitched). It was damn inconvenient.

Listening to Ethan being, well, Ethan, was clearly turning her on.

So much for her resolution. All Ethan had to do was talk passionately about medicine, and she was ready to kiss his breath away.

The weekend just got a whole lot more complicated.

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bawnjourno · 11 months

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Chicago Sparks Rambles!!!

It was so slay to meet Claire @rhythmthlef Eiffel @thedevotionaltour and Sarah @ron-do-i-get-to-sing-my-way and to ofc be with my bff Alissa @taintmansion . Everyone looked so yass and slay and our group pic got on the insta story!

Also shoutout to @churippu who was so sweet and gave us the grooviest stickers in the merch line! I can’t wait to find a place for my sparkly suit Russell.

I NEVER go crazy at merch tables and have spent months not going to the movies, buying records, or eating out, so I got… 3 t-shirts, a tote bag, socks, and the pin set 💪 I love all my swag!

ofc last year in Chicago (same venue) was a bit more subdued all around energy wise bc it was still during COVID but the crowd was great this time. I wish we’d stood earlier (seated venues are like that sometimes) but the people in the front row were up dancing like crazy the whole time and other people were dancing in the aisles!

Those first few opening songs obviously went hard but I was LIVINGGGGGG during Beaver and Ron’s piano/Stevie’s drums in Nothing Is As Good As They Say It Is were fire. And Russell’s vocals in general jesus! How do u do that dude!!!

It Doesn’t Have To Be That Way has meant a lot to me personally for various reasons - mainly, I’ve felt weird and uncool my whole life and I find my passion in meaning in making art and using that art to connect with people who DO understand me - and so Russell was just introducing it and I started crying and cried the whole song 😭

Then cut to Balls when we NEEDED to get our fist pumps on!! ✊🟢

I love that they kept Shopping Mall Of Love bc people were screaming for Ronnie like it was Beatlemania. Love that bridge clapping also!

Toughest Girl In Town had one of the coolest arrangements eva god it was beautiful. And We Go Dancing went crazyyyyyyyy like I will never be that in shape in my LIFE

Eli ate that Bon Voyage solo tf up 🎸

By MTYCTD everyone was standing and dancing and the fire alarm started going off mid song but we all just ignored it 😭😭😭 tfw they are literally hotter than your mama will ever be. And the song ends and Russell just goes [slightly bitchy voice] “okayyyyyyyy. everything’s fine, carry on as you were” fjjfjfjfjfjjd

The 1 2 3 punch of Heaven My Way This Town is always godly. I made sure to scream my lungs out during the shuffle wahhhhh.

I can’t remember at what point but like 2/3 through the set maybe? In between songs Russell just starts singing 🎶My kind of town, Chicago🎶 it was really sweet

I wish they’d done the full Gee That Was Fun but the mini version served well as a final pre encore song 🥹

I had forgotten about the rainbow lights during Baby’s so thank god I was recording wahhhhhh that song goes so hard

All That was worse than IDHTBTW like I started sobbing and couldn’t stop until they left the stage 😭 They just mean so much to me!!! And Ron made a lil speech thanking us and said “I know it sounds hackneyed but at this point in the night I can’t avoid sounding hackneyed” and I mean ofc they’d say this but they said “best Chicago visit yet” which was nice

The standing ovation after All That and the pic was like 3-4 minutes long and Alissa commented on it and Claire just went “I could go all night baby!” which like so true

Russell made 🫶🫰 at the audience during this standing o and Alissa just screamed “KPOP KING !”

I stood on my chair and still didn’t get in the pic but Ron was technically on top of me so 💪😌

Random asides: got so many compliments on my Ron outfit! Sparks fans are the nicest! When our group met in the Dunkin a nice blonde woman walking outside flashed me a thumbs up from the window and then she was front row. We actually chatted after and she said she was considering going to Milwaukee last minute. Girl do it!!!! And when I got to merch and said “okay let’s start with the tote bag bc i’m gonna go a little crazy” the person in the left half of the line laughed and was encouraging lol.

Alissa and I waited outside for about half an hour and I guess the guys had been whisked away long beforehand 😅 but we said hi to Evan and Max and they were super nice!

One of the best shows I’ve ever been to. Once of the most meaningful and profound. So glad I have a favorite band. So glad I have great friends to do it all with. Gee That Was Fun (real)

Sparkle on ✨

#sparks tour 2023

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kikunai · 8 months

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Re: blorbo night

Hereby sending you one legally-binding permit to talk about Placeholder. Whether it's a single trivia point or a whole wall of text, whatever you feel is right, whatever you want to say, I wanna hear it. Talk about your weirdo on main <- this is an order

so i had a ramble about placeholder several months ago, my points still stand to this day but there's one(1) new article of (the character, or AA) of him (thank you harryblank for the blorbo content even if it was for the author's birthday 😭😭😭) since im fascinated by his existence in february id like to take this opportunity to further explain why i would like to put him(or them as a collective) under the microscope:

also the birthday article ramble can be found in here.

1. there's a visible effort to differentiate between placeholders in the multiverse via subtle yet stark depictions of personality.

starting with Words of Power and Poison & ARCHETYPICALS placeholder (for my fingers' sake im calling him og43 placeholder), he may be vey well versed in several branches of parasciences, but not so much in social interactions. sometimes he comes off as blunt, inpatient(there's at least 3 instances of him fuming because hes frustrated at explaining) and occupied in his thoughts and interests(pataphysics cough cough and hes aware of it). sure, he does seem to know all, but the way he was written is never irritating to the readers, attributing to the flaws as a normal human being. also he cant compete with wettle but he sure has loser swag.

ADMONITION placeholder (phmd) who came in a darker WoPaP timeline, is different. he's still a smartass, but compared to the og43 counterpart, he holds more discourse power in meetings, and as a fellow phmd enjoyer has pointed out he's pretty good at manipulating people into achieving his goals, even if he's in the wrong, maybe because hes like in the director/specialist level in this canon and naturally has more power and confidence. plus he does shady things in almost all admo entries so im curious how this would play out in future articles.

Abbie... she's more hysterical, perhaps because of the anomaly, desperate to prevent an inevitable catastrophe that would affect her timeline. she also occasionally shows off, kinda reminds me of lillian in that fashion.

unfortunately ive not much to say about the HMCL supervisor cause INTEGER hasnt happened yet and he serves as a side character/ plot driver in this scp.

but i appreciate theres an effort of keeping them all somewhat different from one another.

2. the reason why hes a mipy rather than a babygirl in my opinion

his drip is awful.

yeah thats about my ramble of the month thank you max :)

#kiku_text #kiku_reading #phmd

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reyev · 9 months

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To save everyone on discord from my endless song ramblings. I have decided to make the annotated playlist post here. Under the cut is every song on my Juno/Nureyev/Jupeter playlist with explanations and lyric excerpts that really Get me about them. Bon appetit and whatnot.

If you want to listen to the playlist and/or steal the songs you can find it on Spotify and Apple Music.

Also shoutout to everyone in the Penumbra Creator Collective discord. Yes most of these are songs I stole from other people and/or playlists. I don't listen to music ♡

(There is a heavy Nureyev bias in here. I'm a Nureyev girlie. Who knew.)

I'm Good, I'm Gone - Lykke Li Nureyev who runs away from him fucking problems. Juno who ALSO run away from him fucking problems! They love to run away from everything.

And if you say I'm not okay with miles to go If you say there ain't no way that I could know If you say I aim too high from down below Well say it now 'cause when I'm gone You'll be calling, but I won't be at the phone And I'm hanging around 'til it's all done You can't keep me back once I had some No wasting time to get it right And you will see what I'm about

Love Don't Die - The Fray Nureyev u-haul swag is real. And then in season 3 when they are so clearly…sooo happy together. Like they would die for each other even if they don't stay for each other. They are in love ♡

If I know one thing that's true It ain't what you say, it's what you do And you don't say much, yeah, that's true But I listen when you do No matter where we go Or even if we don't And even if they try They'll never take my body from your side Love don't die

Kiss With A Fist - Florence + the Machine This is very much fitting with the crime boss Roses AU. But also in general Juno and Nureyev bond through a lot of suffering. And also also Juno "active desire to do me harm" Steel.

Blood sticks, sweat drips Break the lock if it don't fit A kick in the teeth is good for some A kiss with a fist is better than none

Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend - Julie London Heist song!!!! And also Man in Glass Nureyev.

Men grow cold As girls grow old And we all lose our charms in the end But square-cut or pear-shaped These rocks don't loose their shape Diamonds are a girl's best friend

Fucking Boyfriend - the bird and the bee I think it fits them. TBH to be honest. Especially Murderous Mask and Man in Glass.

There is something wrong and there is something right When you can take me by the hands and I will close my eyes When you laid down with me you took the other side When you laid down with me you never slept that night Are you working up to something, but you give me almost nothing Keep me helpless up to something on my knees

Runaways - All Time Low The fantasy of running away together! Nureyev says let's run away and forget everything and they consider it for a little bit, tbh!!!

So let's run away They will have to find another heart to break Why don't we just run away? Never turn around, no matter what they say We'll find our way When the sun goes down on this town There'll be no one left but us

W.A.M.S. - Fall Out Boy Juno self-hate and loves to ignore things with sex.

Hurry, hurry You put my head in such a flurry, flurry Reflect, reflect on what makes you so special Oh, what makes you so special? I'm gonna leave you Oh, I'm gonna teach you How we're all alone How we're all alone, oh, oh

Never Love an Anchor - The Crane Wives Juno cutting Nureyev loose because he thinks he's the anchor and Nureyev is the ship.

There are times where I still wonder about you You are someone I have loved but never known And you'll never see the reasons I had For keeping my claws away when they were close enough to hurt you

Come With Me - Chxrlotte Final resting place. Especially Nureyev's POV.

They won't find us, you and I Can watch the stars fall from the sky The world ends eventually, so come with me

Complicated - Avril Lavigne Juno and Nureyev both seeing what each other are hiding and so frustrated by it. Especially Juno watching Nureyev wear a mask around their family.

Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated? I see the way you're Actin' like you're somebody else, gets me frustrated Life's like this, you And you fall, and you crawl, and you break And you take what you get and you turn it into Honesty and promise me, I'm never gonna find you fake it No, no, no

Cherry Thrill - Movements "Who knows what kind of trouble we could cause?"

Ooh, am I the only one? I think it might be fun Drop everything and run Ooh, you look so fit to kill World explodes and I'm with you still Hypnotized in your cherry thrill I'm feeling lucky, I'm feeling charmed You pick the roles, I'll play the part One robs the bank, one drives the car And we run the job like a work of art

Fair - The Amazing Devil Hopelessly and uselessly in love.

"It's not fair, it's not fair how much I love you It's not fair 'cause you make me ache, you bastard" And they'll say "Oh how, oh how unreasonable How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do I'll spend my days so close to you 'cause if I'm stood here Then I'm stood here And I'll stand here I'll stand here with you"

Neptune - Sleeping At Last Nureyev is allergic to the truth but can't help being a hopeless romantic!!!!

I'm only honest when it rains If I time it right, the thunder breaks When I open my mouth I wanna tell you, but I don't know how I'm only honest when it rains An open book with a torn out page And my ink's run out I wanna love you, but I don't know how

It's Always Sunny With You - {Parentheses} Nureyev learning how to love in the present instead of just the past. He loves Juno!!!

You caught me when I was falling down Picked me up when I was on the ground You were warm when everything was cold On you, I have been sold I thought I was drowning once, but then You made my life happy once again I thought I was lost but now I'm found It's you I wanna be around

Black Sheep - Metric Nureyev loves to self-flagellate by going back even when it hurts. And also he is literally the black sheep of the crew.

I'll send you my love on a wire Lift you up, every time Everyone, ooh Pulls away, ooh It's a mechanical bull, the number one You'll take a ride from anyone Everyone wants a ride Pulls away, ooh, from you

Bug Like an Angel - Mitski Nureyev making promises he can't keep! Because he loves Juno but he also is dedicated to his debts (literal and metaphorical).

Hey, what's the matter? Lookin' like your sticker Is stuck on a floor somewhere Did you go and make promises you can't keep? Well, when ya break them, they break you right back Amateur mistake, you can take it from me

Where Do You Run - The Score Nureyev and Juno both wanting to be wanted!! So badly!!!!

The bridges I have crossed since you've been next to me You showed me there's a life worth fighting for, yeah Now the tables turned and you're the one in need Just let me in I'll help you win this war, oh

Devil's Backbone - The Civil Wars Nureyev sees himself as broken but guess what!!! Juno loves you anyway bitch.

O Lord, O Lord, what have I done? I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run O Lord, O Lord, I’m begging you, please Don’t take that sinner from me Oh, don’t take that sinner from me

Love of My Life - Queen Nureyev learning what love really feels like with Juno and well. That's his other half now.

(Please bring it back, back) Bring it back, bring it back Don't take it away from me Because you don't know What it means to me (means to me) You will remember when this is blown over And everything's all by the way When I grow older I will be there at your side To remind you How I still love you (I still love you)

Suck the Blood From My Wound - Ezra Furman Magic healing in various AUs. But also the symbolism of angel Nureyev.

Blood on my angel's lips blends in with his makeup He's off the premises before his brain's had time to wake up Peeling off bandages to unfold his wings The doctors said they'd have to stay on for another three weeks Fuck it baby, let 'em bruise, let 'em break But please, let 'em bleed I let you walk as long as fear will allow I've never loved you more than I love you now And then we're back on the road before the sun's even up We're making time, we're making progress But progress towards what?

Hero - Faouzia Nureyev thinking that if he can be Juno's hero, Juno will be his savior. And he does, but not how either of them expect.

If I was your hero, would you be mine? I know this ain't a fairytale, this is real life But if I were to save you, would you do the same? And catch me if I'm fallin', fallin', fallin', fallin'?

Never There - CAKE Nureyev resenting Juno leaving him. Of course.

On the phone long, long distance Always through such strong resistance And first you say you're too busy I wonder if you even miss me

Only the Lonely Survive - Marianas Trench Nureyev running back to a "reality" without Juno. He's survived by being no one for years! He knows they're on limited time.

But I know A love like this will end in tragedy You know Every kiss suspending gravity Burns us both to love this close We lose ourselves And I know we won't get out alive But only the lonely survive

UNBELIEVABLE - Ethan Gander If Nureyev ever stops running away he'll fall to pieces, so he will keep running until he falls away.

The things I've done to run away Are unforgivable This debt I'm unable to pay Is unbelievable Oh so weary, no rest And still got miles ahead I've created a mess with my own bare hands

When Somebody Needs You [Song] - Will Wood Reuniting on the Carte Blanche and they just…wow they're okay? Actually? And then they both get to be needed by someone who's here.

Then you looked in my eyes and said "How dare you love me when you should despise me? You should be scared of me" It seems that that's what it means When somebody needs you

Promises - Beach Bunny Nureyev pissed at Juno but still wanting to be thought of. Because he's that bitch.

Part of me still wants you, part of me wants to fall asleep When we're all alone in your bedroom, you came like a reoccurring dream Part of me still hates you, how could you love someone and leave? When you're all alone in your bedroom, do you ever think of me?

You're a Cad - the bird and the bee Nureyev is so obsessed with Juno it makes him look stupid. Especially gap between end of FRP and CB. Also this is reverse AU Nureyev fr.

Still I tug at your line, I'm a fish on your hook You're rash and you're hasty, you're reckless with my heart Still I wait by the phone, I will never get smart I should be better, but I'm worse

A Night Like This - Caro Emerald The fantasy of being together, of running away, of being a pair. Murderous Mask, Train From Nowhere, and Final Resting Place vibes.

I have never dreamed it Have you ever dreamed a night like this? I cannot believe it I may never see a night like this When everything you think is incomplete Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek Could you ever dream it? I have never dreamed Dreamed a night like this

Tomcat Disposables - Will Wood The Pests and Nureyev dreaming of more.

And so I stumble back to bed Something's not quite right. Guess I'll just go rest my head Now as I lay me down to sleep I expect no dreams, and no sweet goodbye to me Flatline in the morning light. I held on so tight for so long It's just not right, let a sigh out as I close my eyes Was that all there was to this? What's for the best?

Liar - The Arcadian Wild Nureyev thinking there's nothing waiting underneath all his aliases and lies. Is there even a person there?

I am the host of this hostility I’m the master magician that makes you believe I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man My life’s become this grand game of deception My mind’s ignored all my heart’s good intentions We all feel this tension We all have our own illusions

Broken Boy - Cage the Elephant Nureyev!!!! Nureyev the Brahman child. Trying to grow past it but he's always going to be Peter Nureyev the Brahman child.

I was born on the wrong side of the train tracks I was raised with a strap across my back Lay me on my side or hold me up to the light, yeah I was burned by the cold kiss of a vampire I was bit by the whisper of a soft liar Any good friend of yours is a good friend of mine Broken boy, how does it feel? Broken boy, how does it feel? How does it feel? Tell me why I'm forced to live in this skin Tell me why I’m forced to live in this skin I'm an alien, I'm just an alien, oh Tell me why I was born to live in this skin Tell me how I’m supposed to be forgiven With my hand in the hive and the sun in my eyes, yeah

Chapter 6 Many Mistakes (feat. Jaye Prime) - Jax Anderson Both Juno and Nureyev have always caused problems for one another and thinking it over, even as they commit to their mistakes.

Late night thinkin 'bout many mistakes I never meant to hurt you Late night problems come and I can't escape I never meant to hurt you Late night wishin' I'd run away I never meant to hurt you Late night problems come and I can't escape I never meant to hurt you

Scene One - James Dean & Audrey Hepburn - Sleeping With Sirens Season 1 Nureyev, Season 5 Juno, Season 3 them together.

How the hell did you ever pick me? Honestly, cause I could sing you a song But I don't think words can express your beauty It's singing to me How the hell did we end up like this? You bring out the beast in me I fell in love from the moment we kissed Since then we've been history They say that love is forever Your forever is all that I need Please stay as long as you need Can't promise that things won't be broken But I swear that I will never leave Please stay forever with me

The Moon Will Sing - The Crane Wives Regrets and desires.

All those empty rooms We could have been anywhere, anywhere else Instead I made a bed with apathy My heart knew the weight Ten years worth of dust and neglect We made our peace with weariness And let it be

Extrasolar - Baths Juno's moral core, Nureyev's dedication to a promise he's made. Broken by who they are and also literally running off world!

Get offworld, get extrasolar Boot the motor, we've got time to waste (In every blot of space) Our goodwill is gonna kill us But come what may, we're on our way (Intrepid and unphased)

Into the Storm - BANNERS Nureyev who will always chase after Juno!!!!

So violently Held captive by your gravity Hold your breath and wait for me Where the wind may blow Through light and dark And fantasies that fall apart Know you're always in my heart Anywhere you go

First Love / Late Spring - Mitski Nureyev who had to learn to be mature so young, and now he's emotionally stunted!

And I was so young when I behaved twenty-five Yet now, I find I've grown into a tall child And I don't wanna go home yet Let me walk to the top of the big night sky

Francis Forever - Mitski Nureyev who has to prove himself to anyone whose approval he's ever valued. Mag, Juno, Vespa, Buddy!!

I don't need the world to see That I've been the best I can be, but I don't think I could stand to be Where you don't see me

Starlight - Muse They're in love, your honor.

Far away This ship has taken me far away Far away from the memories Of the people who care if I live or die Starlight I will be chasing a starlight Until the end of my life I don't know if it's worth it anymore Hold you in my arms I just wanted to hold You in my arms My life You electrify my life Let's conspire to ignite All the souls that would die just to feel alive I'll never let you go If you promise not to fade away Never fade away

Mercury - Sleeping At Last Nureyev thinking that Juno is the most precious thing. Even more than Slip or even more than his name!! They're in love.

I know the further I go The harder I try, only keeps my eyes closed And somehow I've fallen in love With this middle ground at the cost of my soul Yet I know, if I stepped aside Released the controls, you would open my eyes That somehow, all of this mess Is just my attempt to know the worth of my life

Pretty Little Things - The Crane Wives I don't think I need to argue this. It's so.

I cut straight to the heart I don't believe the pretty little things that you say I've heard a lot of little pretty things Don't buy me flowers It pains me to watch pretty little things wilt away Pretty little things wilt away Pretty little things wilt away

Hey Brother - Avicii Benten and Juno!! Bentenbentenbenten. (Also Steliana and Nureyev if you're a deep V lore follower.)

What if I'm far from home? Oh brother, I will hear you call What if I lose it all? Oh sister, I will help you out Oh, if the sky comes falling down For you, there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do

Twin Skeleton's (Hotel In NYC) - Fall Out Boy Both Juno and Nureyev trying to fill the emptiness of their past.

Keep making trouble 'til you find what you love I need a new partner in crime and you, you shrug that There's a room in a hotel in New York City That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all The promises I made if you just hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Ruin - The Amazing Devil They ruin one another in the best fucking way. And being left alone? Remembering their time together.

Because brick by brick you built us And I'd fill in the cracks Nothing quite prepares you for When they don't come back I wish I'd done things different I wish that I'd been brave I wish I'd known these stones were something I could save

Metaphor - The Crane Wives Nureyev who thinks he's only a liar and is better at loving dead people than alive people.

I keep my closet free of skeletons 'Cause I'm much better at digging graves But I always dig up bones in your sympathy I can't trust a single thing you say

Brother - Kodaline Benten and Juno and what could've been with them. Ride or die. (Also Steliana and Nureyev. Don't @ me.)

We're living different lives Heaven only knows If we'll make it back with all our fingers and our toes Five years, twenty years, come back It will always be the same, oh-oh, oh-oh If I was dying on my knees You would be the one to rescue me And if you were drowned at sea I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

A Message - Coldplay S1/S5 parallel feels.

Your heavy heart Is made of stone And it's so hard to see you clearly You don't have to be on your own You don't have to be on your own And I'm not gonna take it back And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that You're the target that I'm aiming at Can I get that message home?

Fool & The Thief - THE HARA Nureyev thinks he's a fool! He's stealing things, he's stealing time, he's foolish for loving.

The smile don't mean I'm fine It's just my disguise Laugh through gritted teeth Good at faking that I'm fine The mirror that I speak to Has a thousand eyes I get all the attention but they don't know the truth Imposter in my heavy head tells me what to do This 2am anxiety Pumps a hole straight through my chest

Honey and Glass - Peyton Cardoza How Nureyev sees Juno. They're in love your honor.

And she's dancing in the rain with her clothes on Drenched to the bone, never knows when she´s all gone But she's the life of the party and deep down I know That nobody flinches when she takes off her clothes And I wonder what's it like to be one of those girls To sit in the sun, and look at the world and never think "Wow, am I enough"

Becoming the Lastnames - Will Wood Domesticity arc. Espeeeecially in my belief that Nureyev dreams of it. Also Juno allowing himself to want it?

I'm not sure yet myself, but I learned from a good father Yeah, I mean, sure, they messed me up, but I think that's just the gig And maybe it's just some hormones that kick in in your late twenties But I have laid a lot of women, and now I'd like to just lay down And marriage always scared me, but I'd like to have a last love And love can last a pretty good long while, yeah, I've seen it around But if we grow old together, will you talk to my headstone? That is, assuming that I die first (which is fair) and assuming I don't leave Close enough to forever, I guess, to prove what I hope I mean, otherwise, how am I to believe?

Shiver - Mike Waters Nureyev who was willing to give away everything for Juno and Juno still left him. He probably thinks about that a lot in the next year.

But I don’t need excuses And I don’t need your love And I’m a little dumb And I’m a little stupid for speaking from my heart And I’m a little numb 'cause I could hear your footsteps When you left last night

Foolish Believer - Broadside Nureyev who thinks he's not whole but that Juno can somehow fill that for him. He needs to do the work later. Get your character development arc bro.

I can't shake the feeling All the world is just a stage And everybody's acting Hoping that the crowd will numb the pain So here goes another line from a fading light I need your love 'cause I've sold all mine Don't walk away

#mine #v.txt #since it's not really a creative project like i usually do but it did require work #but it's also just me being funny silly #i am extremely mentally healthy about juno steel and peter nureyev do not listen to anyone who tells you otherwise

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toesuckler · 2 years

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oki i think im schizophrenic </3

#the voices in my head loveeee my transmasc swag and the faces in the walls loveee my boyish charm! ~<3 #ollie rambles #my very own venting tag #had an episode last night that almost got serious.#vent

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robert-edwin-house · 2 years

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Hey!! Was curious to see what kind of headcanons you have about Mr. house. (Or any other fav characters you have!!) could be pre-war headcanons or general headcanons. Thanks!

OOOO OKAY OKAY!!

Mr. House Headcannons

smells like old books

autistic

snowglobes are his special interest/hyperfixation

despises how the families of vegas are basically playing pretend but is fine with it if only because it works for business

he would ramble on for hours if the courier wasn’t assigned a job. like actually all day, he notices he’s talked all day when the courier says good night. he isn’t ashamed of this in the slightest

#transmasc swag

wants to gloat to his half brother so bad but won’t admit it

neat freak. the lucky 38 penthouse is cleaned everyday.

he has a binder with money symbols on it. thanks @/toastgoatteeth for this one

benny is the couriers pet funny guy and mr house refuses to talk to him. he only lets him stay in the suite to gloat. (and also because he cares about him. a little)

More serious ones eheh

he gets lonely and enjoys the couriers company

won’t interfere with any good the courier does in freeside, as long as they aren’t letting everyone in without a credit check (he also give the courier a bit of a raise if they do, finding it useful to their image. (and his))

He and Arcade debated one time, both hated it, but tolerate each other on the Couriers behalf

He despises his half brother. a lot. but misses his parents every now and then.

Mourns the old world constantly, but never thinks of giving up his dream.

Wishes he could be human sometimes, but greatly prefers his robotic state

Very entertained by the kings not knowing who elivis is, 100% not telling them because he thinks it’s funny as hell

that’s most of them. if we delve any deeper id have to explain bang dream girls party on my fallout fan blog HELP thank you for the request fellow house fan <3

#fallout new vegas #fnv #courier dialogue #fallout #mr house #benny #headcannons #fallout headcanons #courier request

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elytrafemme · 2 years

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hello it is me the same annon who was too tired for their own good last night talking about cough syrup!

so hi, i’m still not fully caught up and i’m a little scared to be left off at a cliff hanger at this point (i just finished chapter 20)

but i’m here once again to say holy smaker doodle i love your writing soooo much!!!! like it’s hard for me to pin down but like every character feels so full??? i guess three dimensional but that just makes me think of floating geometric 3-d models.

this is one of the first things i’ve read where i’ve imagined distinct houses! huzzah!!

also i am loving cs!beeduo (the dynamic and the individual characters)

a random note is that when reading chapter 20?? 18??? (i’m forgetting which chapter has what specific event but i think it was 20) i noticed the random note that cs!ranboo had like been blessed with extra testosterone. and i was like yo!!! because im afab and actually have like a large “excess” of testosterone and for a bit i was put on hormone pills to counteract it? idk it was a while ago and i don’t go to the doctor about it because i don’t care about the side effects (got that not cis swag or whatever)

anyway the point of this (which i apologize if this above is tmi, i’m bad at recognizing stuff) is that i keep finding more and more ways to relate to cs!ranboo in very obscure ways but also i feel seen in obscure ways so hey, that’s a win!

also just everything in cough syrup feels so colorful??? like the descriptions and stuff, specifically of emotions and internal thoughts. colorful is the best word i can think of to describe it

i’m just having a great deal of fun and stuff reading, so i’m ever so grateful that it was written! i’m very excited to see this series through to the end!

(also as a last note im in love with the qpr rep and stuff because i never see it often, and i rarely see it portrayed in a relatable way)

OMG HIIII ANON HI!!! good 2 see u again!

fwiw the chapter coming out on tuesday isnt too much of a cliffhanger i would say? i am not great at cliffhangers so i dont tend to do them a lot LMFAO

OH MY GOD THANK U SO MUCH!!!!! i try to flesh out the characters as much as possible-- i felt honestly a bit bad having secondary characters just being flat, so i tried my best to give all of them a bit of story whether they're static characters (like techno) or dynamic ones (like niki)!! so that means a lot thank u so so much!

my pal sophia told me a while ago that they envisioned like a specific house too and thats honestly so so cool to hear cos like i only barely have a vision of what everyone's place looks like? so hearing that means loads <333

YES YES YES YES I'M SO GLAD U NOTICED THAT DETAIL! not too ramble too much about myself but i also have some health issues that may possibly pertain to my chemicals (that's yet to be seen) but that kind of set me thinking, like. i dunno i never really read anything that talked too much about that and i wanted to see how that element would intersect with cs!ranboo's perceptions of his own gender (not in like that being what controls these perceptions, rather if that gives him euphoria/dysphoria/nothing etc)! i'm trying to work on including more like diverse perspectives and experiences especially ones i haven't fully had and i do think in some ways that cough syrup lacks a lot of representation (wish i had written more physically disabled characters but i definitely think retconning in that is worse, just kind of a note for future me to work on) i've been working on that. and that's just something that i felt very alone in with my own experiences but even though it's not the same for csranboo as it is me i think that's even more reason to include it. if that makes sense? anyway i'm just glad u liked that <333

ohhhh im so glad... i love colors :D

im so grateful for U this made me so so happy thank u friend!!!

(ofc! i never knew a ton about qprs until i got into this fandom and learning that helped me with figuring out i'm arospec! i definitely try my best to write them as realistically as possible, there's a lot of variation in qprs but i def do my best yeah!!! really happy people like it ik everyone has their own thoughts on how cbeeduo is best portrayed in terms of relationships but i like switching it up and for what cough syrup is about and how i wrote those characters that felt really important to me.)

#nightmare.ask #nightmare.cough-syrup #nightmare.fave #this gen means so so so so so much to me #long post #srrry i rambled a LOT

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13tinysocks · 4 years

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HHHH The Hunt Is On original concepts that were scrapped and I feel like rambling. For context THIO is Jane/clockwork/Jack x reader currently on Quotev. At first it was just Jack tho. Anyway *shakes my ass* Mild thio spoilerz

-As I said, THIO at first was supposed to be only a Jack X reader. I understand it would have been a lot more popular if it was but tbh I don’t really care. We thought to ourselves, “Ight Jack’s epic but what if lesbians?” And slapped them in.

-Also put them in for a better story. Jane vs Jeff is super popular and we wanted to do our own take on it. Jack vs Jeff is interesting but Jack has no emotional attachment to Jeff in this universe. Wouldn’t have been much drive without Jane and the lesbianism xoxo.

-THIOs name was supposed to be linked to YN searching for Jack. We kept the name bc these bitches lookin’ for Jeff and how to stop him. The name kinda bothers me now but it’s sticks well enough.

-In early concepts YN was the host of a popular cyptid hunting/buzzfeed unsovled style webshow. She was still going to be autistic w/ a special interest in the supernatural.

-She was going to be more driven though. She would do fucking anything to prove that ghosts and/or monsters are real.

-Prob 21/22

-Jack was going to live in some abandoned mall or hospital. Same goth aesthetic but less neat and quieter. A lil more unhinged but still wicked smart.

-Soulmate AU!!!!!

-The writing on your skin shows up on your soulmate’s! YN would get hastily written science notes until she was 19 then it all stopped. Occasionally a random mark that was accidental.

-They were too driven to really communicate much. They both figured, “Eh I’ll get to it when I’m 30.”

-YN writes her entire routine for the day on her forearm. It’s a habit that she can’t shake.

-Jack’s blind and can’t see it. But if Rake were to catch it he’d point it out prob. If Jack so desired, he could take a (shitty) pic of the text and have it read out to him

-He figures it out way before YN

-Uses it to avoid her when she comes lookin’. She doesn’t get how he keeps giving her the slip.

-When he reveals it to her she’s like MOTHERFUCKER!!!! ! !! !! !! But also, ayo? Hot gray dude with a god complex? Wanna make out?

-When it was just a Jack/reader the plot was gonna go a lil like this:

-YNs crew were going to be her buds. One of them was going to be killed by Jack for munchies pre-story. Later on, YN would use a spirit box and make contact with him (Noah) More on this in a bit

-Noah was going to be punk, loud, annoying, and a skater.

-The group is still in shock and mourning even thought it’s been two months. A few people from their block have gone missing here and there. Something isn’t right.

-YN and co. were going to film an episode where Jack and rake live. Seedeater was contemplated on being there too but we didn’t really connect with him.

-They catch something black and blurry on camera but only see it when they’re editing.

-Go back over and over. Nothing.

-YNs like fuck it! Im going alone bc y’all loud.

-Night vision handheld camera like outlast

-Gets a good pic of Jack. It’s unclear, he has his mask on, he’s on all fours.

-Thing is, he like, is faking being a feral animal bc he wants YN to fuck off.

-Just imagine being smart but crawling around and growling so this girl will go away.

-Doesn’t attack her bc he’s very aware that if too many folks go missing around the area then more people will look. He doesn’t fell like relocating again.

-YN gets in contact w/ Noah via the spirit box.

-Ghosts r real baby!

-He spills on what happened to him. Tells YN that it’s too dangerous.

-His ghost is super duper fucked since Jack got to him when he was STARVING

-YN sort of heed his warning. She’s like ayo!!! Monsters are real that’s so swag but also I’m gonna expose that thing for what it did to you >:

-Noahs like on god literally dont you will die

-No <3

-There’s a big reveal when Jack finally stands up normally and YN is about to piss herself bc the entire time she thought he was a smart dog xoxo

-YN peaces the fuck out

-Goes back a lil later. Scared but determined. No one believes her abt the spirit box and Noah won’t show himself to anyone else.

-YNs upset about Noah but a curious person. Wants to examine Jack from every angle before she exposes his ass.

-Trail and error. Lots of him chasing her off or almost actually fucking killing her.

-Eventually, there’s like a weird unorthodox interview.

-YN asks him questions from across a tiny table. He’s so fucking tall, he could reach over and snap your neck in an instant.

-Learn about one another.

-Bonding. Some frenemy type of shit.

-Jack is YNs 7ft tall lil secret

-Closer. Forgiveness.

-Someone else is like ayo? There’s body parts at (Jack’s place of residence)

-Ruh-roh law enforcement.

-YN and co. saves Jack

-Friends feel betrayed but they like ight ig, monster fucker lookin ass

-Gets muddied here bc this is where we did an overhaul to the plot where it was more of a character driven, tragic, depressing, hope punk, sort of thing with lesbians and mullet Liu.

-Note that I’m not going to write this. I’ve found I only enjoy writing polyamory fics instead of solo stuff x.

-THIO is currently ongoing and it is a lot different and very, very plot heavy. The link for the fic is in the thio/ the hunt is on tag.

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta #thio #the hunt is on #eyeless jack #jack hyun #x reader #rea talks #concepts #quotev #fanfic

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ahshitmashit · 4 years

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Soöry guys, but i hope you don’t mind an little bit of Captain Fishook 😔

I mean if you hate Captain Fishook i apologize

for the inconvenience of me

NOT GIVING A F U C K 😤

and i don’t want to start any political discourse but damn i wish more people drew fishook 😔 they’re an epic character

anyways i just cranked this shit out at like 3 am a couple of weeks ago because my rabid brain was like “oh yeah this is such a fucking good idea draw immediately” and now you guys can look at it. pretty swag i guess

It took me a lot of convincing and scooby snacks to post just this, and this only, which i can explain better under the cut with incomprehensible rambling.

But the main topic for this ominous post is that i actually wanted to tell you guys that i gave birth to another account named ahshitmashit

https://ahshitmashit.tumblr.com/

which was inspired by an unfortunate typo i made on a discord server, which also is my other account where i can post some drawings/reblog slightly miscellaneous shit without disappointing my followers because they waited 5 years for a new post and it turns out i just reblogged an image of a crab eating a banana

just wanted to tell you guys this, so you don’t see a post from that account and go “wow did you actually change your tumblr name to that? is it crack? is that what you smoke? you smoke crack?”

if you enjoy me breathing and existing you can go ahead and follow the account for more Epic Funny Moments!!!

now its time to scream at the sun

ok so basically i’m monky

okay so basically i want to feel like it’s okay to post my doodles of characters, even if they don’t include Every Character To Exist Ever In LM3.

Like i just want to post whatever the hell i draw in a day even if it’s just focused on one character. I’m avoiding doing this like the plague because i feel like the CEO of LM3 is going to fucking materialize from the shadows and beat me to death with their bare fists because i didn’t draw a specific someone.

I hope you guys understand, i don’t want to bore people with my posts, especially since there’s people who think nintendo Slaps as much as i think they do, but they would rather see more drawings of Luigi, for example.

It is absolutely a stupid thing to worry about, but i would like to post more frequently (and freely) because holy shit i create so much stress for myself 😔👊

That’s why i’ve been making less comics lately, and more of the little mini baby scenarios i’ve been making in my doodles. Same amount of Sarah Tonin 😍 less stress on my peepee brain.

At least i can rest easy knowing that i probably drew someone’s favorite character. Just kidding i will always stay up until 3 am every night and pass away the next morning but that’s on me, sis :)

I am just a simple organism who likes to draw. I cannot change this. Thank you for listening brochachos

#lm3 #luigis mansion #luigi’s mansion #luigis mansion 3 #luigi’s mansion 3 #nintendo #luigi #videogames #art #drawing #digitalart #doodles #captain fishook #thats literally it #shark #ghost #luigis mansion ghosts #bruh moment

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airis-paris14 · 5 years

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Dress Up 2

Summary: She’s not his Fiancée, but no one needs to know.

Warnings: none

A/N: Like ,Comment, and Reblog

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“What? I am already-” T’Challa frowned.

“It appears that Kamyra has run away. She met Sirobie in the park. She switched kimoyo beads with her and fled.” Ramonda explained a hand sinking down to squeeze Sirobie’s. “Sirobie has agreed to be kamyra’s stand in until she is located.”

“And I am just supposed to be ok with this?” T’Challa argued.

“Well that is the idea your majesty,” Shuri rolled her eyes. “It is not like you can tell them apart.”

“There is a search party looking fo Kamyra?” the king glanced at his mother wearily. “Yes, I am sure we will have some news on her whereabouts soon. She could not have gotten very far.”

“Very well then, is she ready to go?”the king eyed Sirobie once more. “I am not a robot,” Sirobie interjected. “Hmm, I’ll keep that in mind.” T’Challa turned on his heel and strolled out of his room.

“Arse,” Shuri murmured. “Shuri,” Queen mother glared at her youngest. “Sorry mama,” the teen groaned. Sirobie held in a chuckle as the trio walked out of the room.

“He will come around,” Ramonda spoke up. The hall was relatively silent as they passed. The only sound was the swishing of their dresses as they moved through the hall. “Now, T’Challa will walk in without you first.Then we three will enter. You will enter last as the future Queen of Wakanda.”

“I think I can handle that,” Sirobie nodded. “Good. then you and T’Challa will share a dance together,” the Queen continued. Sirobie froze mid step, “Dance?”

“Yes,” the queen replied, turning to face the girl. “Your majesty, I do not know how to dance.”

“Nonsense, everyone knows how to dance,” the Queen smiled. “I mean twerk, yeah. Grind, swag surf, dougie, wine, two step, biker shuffle, cupid shuffle, bunny hop, stick it and roll it, wobble. These are all things I know. But, I am assuming that this party will be alot more formal than that,” Sirobie rambled. “Just follow T’Challa’s lead,” the Queen soothed, gently snaking her arm through the girl’s. “Everything will be fine I promise.” The queen takes the girls hand in her own and squeezes them lightly. She and Shuri file into a single line in front of Sirobie.

The Howard student took a moment to observe the room around her. A large set of silver doors stood in front of her. The intricate carvings drew her attention, until someone calling startled her. “Kamyra,” Queen Ramonda waved a hand, motioning for her to join them on the grand staircase. Sirobie blushed as she took slow measured steps out to join the other women on the balcony. The Queen smiled before turning to face the crowd below her.

“Look above them Ro.” the student murmured to herself, trying to recall all of Queen mother’s teachings.

“Grandeur is a show. A performance. They are all here for a good show. Nothing more, nothing less.” The Queen lectured. ‘They could care less whether or not you or T’Challa are happy. They only care about how you make them feel.”

A hand on the small of her back startled her out of her daydream. She forced a dazzling smile as the Queen guided her down the stairs. She made sure to place her foot fully upon each stair before stepping on to it. The safety measure creating a dramatic display as the three processed down the staircase in seemingly slow motion.

Sirobie accepted T’Challa’s extended hand as he helped her off the last stair. “Smile,” the king murmured as he pulled her out to the middle of the dance floor. “I was not aware that I had stopped,” Sirobie rebutted through gritted teeth. Camera bulbs went off around them as the King gestured to the band. “Ah, so she does speak.” The music started softly in the background. All eyes were on the couple as the king began to effortlessly spin Sirobie around the room. “When I need to. I saw no reason to speak earlier.” She replied, taking a deep breath as T’Challa spun her out under his arm.

“You saw no reason to speak earlier?” the king raised an eyebrow. “No, what was being discussed was none of my business. It was not my place to reveal who I was,” Sirobie shrugged. Couples began to fill into the dance floor around them. “Why not?”

“I was given a job, which was to pretend to be,” Sirobie started. “I agree daisies would look wonderful as a centerpiece,” T’Challa loudly interrupted Sirobie. “Why did you,” she tried again. “My love, we can talk about wedding plans later. Let’s get dinner,” The king gestured to the band to cut the music. He bowed before Sirobie. The student started to curtsy before remembering Queen mother’s comment. She quickly opted for a gentle dip of her head. T’Challa offered her his arm once more as they walked off of the dance floor. “Everyone around us is listening. Hoping for any chance to hear apart of the king and future queens conversation. We cannot speak freely here. We will speak later.”

T’Challa lead Sirobie to the head of the table. He pulled out her chair before settling in his own. She sat as his right and wrung her hands nervously. She was relieved to see Shuri next to her and Queen mother across the table from her. Various elders and government officials found their various seats around the large table. Once everyone was seated the Chefs began to serve, they placed a large leafy green salad in front of each person. Various fruits adorned the salad along with grilled chicken. A cup of dressing was nestled on the side of the plate to be used at the individual’s leisure. Sirobie watched the royal family, noting that no one around her reached for their food.

T’Challa stood and lightly tapped the side of his glass with a spoon. “I would like to thank you all for being here tonight, to celebrate the engagement of myself and Lady Kamyra,” The king smiled in Sirobie’s direction. The student ducked her head under all the attention. Many of the elder’s chuckled, mistaking her nerves for bashfulness. “and our happy life together.” Many of the elder’s cheered, taking a sip from their glasses. “Wakanda forever!” someone shouted, everyone saluted in unison, leaving Sirobie fumbling to catch up. Shuri stifled a laugh as the student accidently knocked over her water glass.”I’m so sorry,” she fumbled, using her table napkin to dab the spot. Queen Ramonda pinched her daughter hard under the arm, helping Sirobie to dab at the spot as servers came to her aid. Murmurs and laughter erupted around the table. Heat rose to sirobie’s cheeks as she dabbed the spot harder, tears pricking the corner of her eyes.

The servers finished drying the spot before handing the student a new napkin. She thanked them quietly as T’Challa called the room back to attention. She stared at her plate for the rest of T’Challa’s speech, only looking up to thank the server for her salad. She waited till she saw T’Challa reach for his fork before looking for hers. The three forks, three spoons, and two knives stared back at her from around her plate. “Third from the right, right?” Sirobie mumbled as her hand wavered between the available forks. T’Challa’s finger gently wrapped around her pinky. Many of the elder’s smiled at the display of affection. T’Challa gently guided her hand over to the right fork, before removing his finger.

The college student smiled her gratitude before beginning to eat her salad. The dinner went smoothly from then on. After her faux pas Sirobie decided to stay under the radar. She smiled and laughed along as best as she could until she felt T’Challa squeeze her hand, “Kamyra has decided to speak only in English to help prepare her for foreign affairs,” the king smiled. “I apologize, I’ve just been a little hazy minded all day,” Sirobie smiled. “I was just asking how you are feeling. I noticed you have been quieter than usual tonight,” The elder smiled. “I am well thank you. I really appreciate your concern and thoughtfulness,” Sirobie smiled. Murmurs erupted around the room as Sirobie finished the rest of her salad. “Should we all head back out to the ballroom?” T’challa wiped his mouth before standing. The guests all did the same. “My love?” T’challa called, extending a hand to the student. “Oh I apologize,” Sirobie hurriedly pushed her plate away before standing up.

T’Challa led her out first, laughs filtering out of the room behind them. The rest of the night was not much better. Sirobie followed the king around the room. Nodding her head and laughing with everyone as people around her conversed in a language she did not understand. That was the exact moment when the reality of her situation caught up with her. For the next two months this is her life. A fianceé who is constantly embarrassed by her, and people who she could not understand.

Sirobie gently places a hand on the king’s arm and squeezes it lightly. T’Challa pauses his conversation to look at her, “I think I am going to step out to get some fresh air.”

“Do you need me to accompany you?” The king raised an eyebrow. “No, I was just letting you know,” the student resisted the urge to glare. “Excuse me,” she smiled at the elders before walking off. She felt her train gliding behind her as she made her way to the nearest balcony, She paused to grab a glass of champagne when a hand came to rest on her arm. “My lady are you alright?”

Sirobie turned to find a group of women surrounding her. “I am fine I was just heading out to grab some air,” the student answered, moving again for the door. “Are you sure, I have never seen you without the king.” Another lady insisted the women moving in around Sirobie. Her heart began to race, she tried to wipe her hands on her dress, the sweat building up between her palm and the glass. “I am quite certain, I can handle myself,” she laughed awkwardly, again moving for the balcony door. “My lady are you quite certain, you seem to be getting dizzy,” one of the elder women moved in reaching out to test Sirobie’s temperature on her forehead. “I am fine, please, I just want to reach the balcony.” Sirobie insisted again.

“My, dear, you look like you need to sit down,” and elderly lady tried to pull her back to a seat. “Please. Just let me get to the balcony, please,” Sirobie pleaded, pulling her arm from the woman’s grasp. “Oh sweetie, please, let us help. Mrs. Uma will get his majesty.”

“I think I am going to retire for bed if you don’t mind,” Sirobie excused herself rushing toward the stairs. The clumsiness that had evaded her all night finally caught up as she felt herself trip up the stairs. She heard a rip as she caught herself on the lip of the stairs, tears welling in her eyes as she gathered her skirts once more. “Kamyra!” Shuri called, “Sirobie resisted the urge to look back as she began fleeing up the stairs once more. The laughter and gossip followed her up the large staircase. “Did you see how much she was eating at dinner?”

“The clumsiness?” “I bet she’s pregnant” “If she was, that baby was definitely lost with that fall.” The voices haunted her as she continued up to the large doorway. Eyes trained on the floor, Sirobie rushed into Queen mother. “My dear,” the Queen smiled, before noticing her tears, “What is wrong.”

“I can’t do this. I am sorry,” Sirobie shook her head vigorously before rushing off to the room. Queen Ramonda frowned and gestured to a guard stationed by the door. “Please, see that she makes it to her appointed room safely,” the soldier nodded before following the weeping student.

Ramonda glided back into the party and immediately approached her son surrounded by elders. The tribal leaders bowed in turn to their Queen, “May I speak to my son alone,” the queen requested. The leaders peeled off one by one.

The queen wrapped her arm through her son’s and pulled him out onto the balcony, the two guards shut the door behind them. “Where is your fiancée ?” the Queen asked, releasing her son and continuing on to the balcony. “She went to get some air…” T’Challa started.

“You didn’t think to check up on her?” The Queen demanded. “She is an adult mama, she can handle herself.”

“Yes, but in this environment T’Challa, she might as well be a kindergartner! She speaks none of our language, she’s never been to an event like this. Let alone be the honoree of the night! She just ran out of this party crying!”

“She what!” the king fumed. “Do not blame this on her! She was overwhelmed son. I wasn’t even in this party and I can tell you what happened. Her dress was ripped as she ran out of the room. There was a group of women around her gossiping about her being pregnant. From how it seems, she didn’t even make it all the way to the balcony.”

“Do you not realize what an embarrassment this has been for me! My fiancée ran out of her party.”

“This would not have ended this way if you had been doing what you should be doing as a good fiance!” The Queen rebutted. “She is not my fiancée mama!”

“Watch your tone of voice with me T’Challa!” The queen looked towards the guards briefly, “Until we locate Kamyra, Sirobie is your fiancée . It is in all of our best interests for you to remember that T’Challa.”

The night was silent as the queen glared at her son, the king looked everywhere but at his mother, knowing what disappointment would be written all over her face. “Ever since Kamyra has come into this house, you have changed. It is almost as if I do not know who you are any more. I do not know what on Earth makes you believe that you must marry Kamyra,” the queen began. “Mama I..”

“Do not interrupt me T’challa. I am done trying to understand why. All I know, is that I wish my son would come back to us.”

Sirobie blindly rushed through the halls, muttering apologies as she ran past servants. Tears clouded her vision as she barralled down the corridor. Her breathing finally evening out as she glanced up, more tears choked her throat when she realized she had no idea where she was going.

“Miss?” a hand gently grabbed her arm, “The Queen asked that I make sure you made it to your room safely.” Sirobie turned to find a different guard than the one from earlier smiling at her. “Oh,” she sniffed, wiping from under her eyes, “thank you,” she allowed the woman to assist her to her room.

“You aren’t from Wakanda are you?” the woman asked. “I.. is it that obvious?”

“Painfully I am afraid.” the woman laughed.

“I also know that you are not lady Kamyra.”

“I guess I am not really fooling anybody am I,” Siorbie sighed. “You are fooling those that matter. Those of us who live with her know the difference,” The woman smiled. “I don’t know whether that is a compliment or and insult.”

“It depends on how you are looking at it. You have a certain type of grace. Ms. Kamyra’s is more stiff and forced with hers. You and she share the same physical beauty, but you are two different people. Which is a good thing.” The woman paused in front of Sirobie’s door.

“Thank you again..” The student trailed. “Imani-nia,” the guard bowed. “It was my pleasure, my lady. Goodnight. May Bast watch over you.” The warrior shut the door and took her place in the hall.

Sirobie sighed and headed into the bathroom to take a much needed shower. She kicked off her heels and sighed, allowing the cool stone floors to calm her aching feet. She walked to what she assumed was the closet door and pushed the door open. The light metal door seemed to move on its own as she walked into the room. She fought to keep her jaw from hitting the floor as she turned in awe. Clothes line the room. A wall of shoes with a small keypad caught her attention as well as a larger keypad beside the door. She noticed a note on the chaise in the middle of the closet.

The stylists have filled the closet with all items of clothing in your size. Including new more personal items of clothing. Pajamas, lingerie, and loungewear are all folded in the large dresser directly in front of you. Please, do not hesitate to notify myself, shuri, or any of the staff of whatever you need. Shuri will be by in the morning to show you how to work the closet itself.

Ramonda

Sirobie smiled at the elegant handwriting before walking over to the dresser. The college student laid the note on the top of the dresser before pulling open each drawer. She observed five dressers in all, each containing a specific type of clothing. She grabbed a silk tank top and short set from the drawer. Grabbing some underwear she headed into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

There at the sink she found another note from Queen Mother.

Shuri and I thought you might need these.

Sirobie smiled at the simple black box on her counter. She opened the lid to find a bonnet, scarf, oils, bobby pins, lotions, perfumes, and more selections of hair products. She marveled at the amount of items, before finding another note at the bottom.

We hope these work. We can go shopping for whatever else you may need.

Shuri & Ramonda

Tears creeped into Sirobie’s eyes as she glanced at the large box once more. She quickly refreshed her puff before laying her edges and tying them off. She covered her hair in the bonnet before heading off to the bed. She used the room controls to turn off the lights before climbing into the sheets. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as it seemed.

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secretly-homeless · 7 years

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Tuesday, Nov. 28 - Happy Thanksgiving and it’s been awhile.

Well, I realized that I haven’t posted in awhile. Depression does it’s thing. I’ve had some adventures since I was here last. I had a birthday (Sept 1st), looked for an apartment (a lot), went to the hospital (several times), and got sent to another shitty recoup care.

The view from my hospital bed.

First off, I’ve been hospitalized several times because my oxygen went too low (and that’s a layman’s explanation). It happens because I’m holding onto too much fluid and my heart isn’t pumping well. Also, my potassium levels keep dipping too low. It’s all insanely dangerous. Your rate of oxygen saturation needs to be between 90-95%. Mine hovers around 83-84% when I’m awake and plunges to 45% when I’m asleep on a bad night. This will kill me.

Graphic pic under the cut...

So I was in hospital in October and missed my friend’s visit to California and I felt stupid for not taking care for myself better. I should have been there to host her for at least one day of her visit.

I wasn’t 100% at the end of that stay and my doctors desperately wanted to keep me in a bed for another few weeks. I let them talk me into a recoup care. (”Recuperative care”, also another word for “nursing home”.) After the last one I had sworn never again. But I was ill and it was over 100 degrees every day and there was smoke in the air from the fires so I agreed.

Look at that nutritious meal! Full of salt and very chewy.

Let me tell you that every bad thing you hear about state-funded nursing homes is true. I got no care, no oxygen, administered my own respiratory treatments and ended-up ordering my own supplies off of Amazon.com. By Halloween the weather had cleared and I checked myself out. (It was Halloween after all.)

I was ok for about two weeks and then I started having problems with my left foot, which decided to swell like a goose egg and turn bright red. It really hurt, like I couldn’t walk hurt. So I had a follow-up with my GP and asked him to look at my very questionable foot. He decided to admit me because that’s never a good thing.

Despite how it looks it doesn’t hurt. There’s no needle, just a soft plastic catheter that is threaded into a peripheral vein, flushed with saline, and then capped off for later use.

And so back I went. I’m a terrible patient. I fight with my caregivers, won’t wear the c-pap, stay awake all night and insist on sleeping during the day, won’t stay in bed, won’t allow them to do an arterial blood gas draw and all my veins give out on short notice. (Above: Hep-Lock #2. The livid bruise is site of #1 that went south after only a day. I ended-up going thru 3 of them before I got out. The most I’ve ever had in at one time? 3 at once so medications could be fed in simultaneously but at different drip speeds. Remarkably, they don’t hurt. The band-aide on my wrist marks the site of an arterial blood gas draw - which, when improperly done, is one of the most painful things I’ve ever experienced.)

A long drive to bring me gum. That means someone really loves me! (The Sweet Mint is best for removing the taste of hospital food. The other two make you drool like mad. Excelsior!)

This time around I was a lot more open about being in the hospital and friends came for short visits to talk and to drop off chewing gum (keeps your mouth from drying out when you wear an oxygen mask) and Thanksgiving dinner. Of course, they give you Thanksgiving food from the hospital food service, but it’s no match for food prepared in a Filipino kitchen! My doctor cleared me to walk the hallways unescorted as long as I kept my fingertip pulse-ox monitor with me and, after hearing my concerns, agreed no more recoup care.

Home-cooked Thanksgiving dinner. I had to defend my swag from the hungry staff!

This went a long way towards keeping depression at bay, which was good because in my extensive ramblings thru FB I discovered that not only were my oldest brother and his wife in California for a vacation but my niece by my second brother got married this June and he hadn’t even bothered to tell me. That led to a tearful breakdown right as my doctor was coming in to speak to me about that day’s plan. It’s a terrible feeling of betrayal and I do not understand how you can treat family that way. But maybe I’m stupid.

So, I got back out last night. Today was a write-off but tomorrow I need a long, hot shower and I’m meeting my housing coordinator so we can try again. I missed Halloween and Thanksgiving, but maybe I can make it indoors by Christmas.

Thank you for sticking with me. Namaste

#secretly homeless #homeless #homelessness #a home of our own #hospital #medical #blood #food #family issues #trigger warning #illness

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rhv · 7 years

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Junkertown Notes

listen i’ve been rambling on my twitter all night about junkertown so here’s a compilation of some of the map/lore/trivia/easter egg detail stuff i discovered by watching way too many streams of the map’s gameplay and rewatching the shorts over and over again lmao. there’s a lot of things people haven’t noticed yet or have noticed but couldn’t make the aussie connection so i’m here to shed some light for y’all

(and here are my notes on actual gameplay things instead of just map lore/detail stuff)

"the queen's decree: 1. NO omnics 2. pay your share 3. finders keepers 4. settle your own scores 5. troublemakers will be EXILED"

"WARNING: NO FUEL FOR 375KM" sign often appears around the map. though there is also giant red “petrol” tanks around the map but who knows about the actual rations hmmm

“DANGER KEEP OUT” around the map but most importantly it’s a sign that appears on the dunny i’m laughing that must be some explosive shit they got there (dunny = outhouse)

recycled rain water tanks has “RECYCLED” crossed out and written on it is “DRINKING WATER” so looks like they rely on rain water as source of water rather than possibly radiation poisoned rivers/lakes/etc

if you missed it there’s a pit of dead omnics by the throne/at the last checkpoint. also hilariously enough they placed a healthpack in that pit.

SIGNS SIGNS SIGNS so many street signs scattered about and also written signs like arrows pointint to corridors, signs for stairs, exits, also a “WATCH YOUR STEP” sign on ledges lmao

posters for junkrat and roadhog scattered around junkertown that read "do NOT admit [drawing of roadhog and junkrat] shoot ON SIGHT"

poster for “wrecking ball champion” and another poster i can’t quite make out ‘LOD--’ (dashes stand for letters i can’t make out but the first two letters might be partially covered hard to tell atm)

scrapyard sign reveals location of junkertown to be near perth

pub name is “wolf wood’s” possible game of throne reference? also is a spawn point

the tattoo parlour has an image of roadhog’s stomach tattoo “wild hog power” hanging on the wall with a label “SOLD” on it. junkrat’s shoulder tattoo is also on another wall of the parlour

kelvin 506 poster referencing the novel fahrenheit 451 aka dystopian anti-intellecual totalitarian future

restaurant sign says “take-out” when really it should be “takeaway” literally unplayable how could u do this to us blizzard lmao (jk, it’s just a small error but for aussies it’s noticable ok and here’s a hilarious thread about it)

you can Sit On Roadhog’s Bike this is important ok

roadhog’s bed has a breathing apparatus installed so it looks like our boy hoggie has some serious breathing issues confirmed

junkrat’s work desk is actually quite small and neat

colour association is pretty big in overwatch yeah and it looks like the queen’s weapons next to the thrown has yellow medic vial attached or something similar, so it could suggest that she’s part medic. thinking about it it’d make sense given that in an irradiated area then medicinal knowledge and skills would be highly valued in the society

betting counters in the scrapyard for fights. art on the wall depicting two fighters ‘elvin sog vs bludger’ (edit: deciphered, it says elvin sog. not sure what it’s referring to though)

there’s a blackboard in junkrat and roadhog’s warehouse with their plan written on it “THE PLAN: 1. amass [--------] 2. load the trolley 3. acquire disguises 4. put on disguises 5. take trolley to gate 6. [scribble] sneak inside 7. light fuse 8. profit” point 1 is going to be about amassing wealth/treasure/gold or something but i can’t make out the Exact Words right now. but lol. old ‘profit’ meme

what the heck the tattoo parlour is named “SWAGMAN’S NEEDLE POINT” LmAO. okay on a serious note swagman = labourer who moved around from farm to farm with their belongings in a bedroll aka a ‘swag’ (wiki here about swagman)

the wreckyard is named “BRUCE’S WRECKYARD” first of all bruce is the MOST cliched aussie name we can get mate lmaooo. but also, possible jaw’s reference to ‘junkyard bruce’ the only surviving prop shark from jaws movie after surviving in a junkyard for 25 years!

i haven’t slept since idk how long so i might have forgotten a few things and left them out but yeah enjoy! i’ll edit in things if i remember any more so feel free to check back again for updates

#overwatch #junkertown #junkrat #roadhog

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