#not you though regina/megan

[baderpfulu]

Did someone say... Reigen in acnh...? No? ...Well uh here ya go anyway ! And um, no refunds✨️

^ Mob doesn't realize he's completely blocking out Reigen from the picture

What? You don't want to look at this gross sweaty messy adult man anymore? Well, whatever... Just forget about him. Look at this nice lovely young lady instead...

Her name is Regina... Sometimes Megan too. Depends on how she's feeling that day. 😗💅

Second place tumblr sexyman ☝️ everybody

[come-see-our-show]

I saw an early screening of the Mean Girls movie last night, so here is a summary of my thoughts, comparing the movie musical to the Broadway musical, which I was lucky enough to see live in 2018!

Changed that I liked:

The usage of social media in the Broadway show made it very clear that it was written by adults who didn’t know much about Gen-Z. It was probably one of the worst parts of the show in my opinion. But Tina Fey must have done her research since 2018, because the way the movie uses TikTok, memes, vlogging, and FaceTime to push the story forward worked VERY well. I think there were some influencer cameos, but it didn’t feel they were included to show how “young and hip” they were, It actually added authenticity.

The diversity within the cast and changing last names to reflect the characters’ backgrounds (Karen Smith ➡️ Karen Shetty, Janis Sarkisian ➡️ Janis 'Imi'ike)

Cutting down “Meet the Plastics.” It’s a very exposition-heavy song and doesn’t need to be super long, even though the full version is quite catchy and fun.

All of the new jokes landed so well, probably because Tina Fey’s writing style is better suited for the screen as opposed to the stage.

This is more of a comparison of the musical vs. the original film, but a big change was The Plastics’ weaponized wokeness (which I talk about here).

The production design for most of the songs was very different. The stage musical has a lot of rock songs, which were changed to a pop sound for the movie. I personally prefer rock musicals, but it was a good way to give the movie a separate identity from its predecessor so it doesn’t risk becoming a carbon copy. It worked on some songs (“Someone Gets Hurt” and “World Burn”) but not on others (“A Cautionary Tale” and “Revenge Party”).

Cutting the joke about Regina’s ass being big. It was a very low-brow joke, which I’m not a fan of, and was just really immature. Thank God that was changed to her falling, which still shows her being embarrassed without her body being the joke.

Explicitly making Janis a lesbian! (It’s only implied in the stage show with “It’s not even true… I only have one butt”) And she goes to prom with a girl while Damien dances with a boy! ALSO THERE’S REJANIS LORE AND IT’S SO HEARTBREAKING I LOVE IT

megan thee stallion just… being there

Miss Norbury and Principal Duvall being a couple and owning a dog together!!!

As a low mezzo, I appreciated whoever decided to lower the key for “I’d Rather Be Me.” I felt very represented 🩷

Having Cady be raised in a single-parent household so it focuses in more on her relationship with her mom. Jenna Fischer was so motherly and sincere and brought a warmth to the movie. Their scene together near the end made me emotional (you’re never too old to ask your parent to stay with you until you fall asleep) (also this is my request to make jenna fischer my mom)

Changes that I didn’t like:

Cutting BOTH of Damian’s solos??? (SHE’S LEAVING!!!!!!!! JUST LIKE MY DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Cutting “More Is Better.” It wasn’t necessarily a memorable song, but it did give both Cady and Aaron more depth, both as separate characters and within their relationship.

While cutting some of the songs helped with pacing, cutting HALF of the score made me forget that it was a musical sometimes, which sucks because I really like musicals!!!

Other stuff:

The movie was marketed horribly. One of my friends didn’t even know it was gonna be a musical because there were no songs in the trailers 💀 (Also, this isn’t just a Mean Girls problem. The Color Purple also didn’t have any songs in the trailer. I didn’t even know Wonka was a musical until I saw it in theaters, so that was a bit of a shock.) If you’re producing a musical movie, maybe your focus groups should be musical fans, because that’s still a HUGE market.

Auliʻi Cravalho’s voice is STUNNING! She and Jaquel Spivey had great chemistry and their friendship felt so genuine!

The opening and ending transitions from the garage were everything to me

The EDITING

Angourie Rice is a great actor and fit Cady perfectly… except for her singing. Out of the entire cast she was easily the weakest in terms of vocals and it was pretty disappointing since she’s the LEAD. I could barely hear her in the new song “What Ifs” because of how quiet and breathy she was. I think it’s a better written song compared to “Roar” though.

Jon Hamm cameo!

Ashley Park cameo!

I cannot stress enough how funny this movie was. I was probably laughing louder than everyone else in the theatre.

I lost my shit during “Meet the Plastics” when Regina unzipped her jacket and Cady was staring at her boobs. She’s just like me fr 🏳️‍🌈

I know that Regina is a horrible person but I couldn’t find it in me to dislike her in the slightest. She just served too much cunt 😩

Christopher Briney is a good actor, but I don't think he was the right choice for Aaron Samuels. I would hate to ridicule anyone for their looks, but it still plays an important part in casting. Aaron is supposed to be a somewhat naive, wholesome, hot jock (and Regina has high standards, so he better be a fucking model). Briney is definitely a cutie, but gives off “smoldering badboy with a secret sensitive side” energy, which isn’t what Aaron should be.

The fantasy sequences (Stupid With Love, Revenge Party, October 3rd). I LOVE when movie musicals USE the medium to tell stories in a way that they can’t on a stage!!!

THE CHOREO!!! Everyone freezing then shaking in “Someone Get Hurt” AHHHH that entire number was HYPNOTIZING!!!!!!!!!!! My friend told me the choreographer’s name is Kyle Hanagami, so shout out to him. (also reneé rapp was so fucking hot while singing that oh my lord)

I will be calling my pimples “face breasts” from now on (avantika ilysm)

DAMIAN’S FRENCH COVER OF THE ICARLY THEME SONG 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

why was there a 0.5 camera shot of cady during revenge party 💀

“I’d Rather Be Me” was so much fun and I felt so fucking empowered. And the transition from the song to the bus was just *chef’s kiss*

“donut worry i am still your freend” 🥺

Lindsay Lohan cameo!!!!!!!!!

NOT ENOUGH RENEÉ RAPP 😭😭

Overall, the movie was not perfect, but the Broadway show already had plenty of flaws, so it’s understandably how that would affect the adaptation. I still a LOT of fun and would definitely see it again. Go stream Snow Angel by Reneé Rapp. i love women 🥰🥰🥰

[singinprincess]

3, 7, 14, 15, 20, 26, 27

3. favourite character moment where they did something you wouldn’t have done

all the times Regina Mills killed a man 😂

7. unpopular ship/s you like?

Too many of my ships are unpopular, tbh. Alex/Astra (Supergirl), Olivia Benson/David Haden (SVU), Olivia Benson/Trevor Langan (SVU), Caitlin Snow/Cisco Ramon (The Flash), Denna/Dennee (Legend of the Seeker), the list goes on...

14. favourite genres to read or watch?

I already said crime in a previous ask. I also love comedy and musicals.

15. hot fandom take?

My hot fandom take is that Regina Mills was single in the OUaT finale, because she was destined to meet Olivia Benson. They're married now btw.

20. least favourite actor?

I listed some in a previous ask, but have some more: steve carell, that sherlock dude cucumberpants or whatever, tatiana maslany, megan fox, that cricket dude on chicago med...

26. moment where you think the fandom did a a character dirty?

Oh, this is interesting, cause like, are we talking the writers/show did them dirty, or the actual fans? Like, Supergirl did Kara dirty by the entire Mon-El thing, they also killed my beloved Astra and recast Alura in the stupidest way possible (I'm bitter). Charmed screwed us over by killing off Prue. Like we can't have nice things. Fans killed my desire to engage in fandom and my ability to enjoy watching OUaT... until a few years later where I rewatched the show and thoroughly enjoyed it. idk. I'm sure there are more specific things, but I'm currently in a good place with my current fandoms so I won't complain.

27. something people get wrong about a particular culture and how would you know?

There are many serious things that people get wrong about my culture. I won't be posting them publicly though.

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[youofsomesong]

Friends Describing Starkid Characters (part 4)

(There will be spoiler pictures from Nerdy Prudes Must Die, so look at your own risk. They show up after Curt)

james

typical nerd

he has a letterman (i mean its in the photo)

this looks like the harry potter one (yup)

this information does not help me at all though (yes it does!!!)

gregory (front) and william (back) (noooooo)

they are in a relationship (oh 100%)

the gun in the underwear is for later tonight theyre spicing things up

(i have the better picture of peter, dont worry. but i wanna see if theyll realize its the same character)

montgomery

nerd but he knows your name, address, social security number, and credit card information and it not afraid to use it

megan

tired barista (SAME)

good at names and faces (not same) (same bestie)

knows martial arts

quincy francis iv

a cowboy with absolutely NO cowboy skills

saw a horse once and went “cow!!”

oh theyre also gay gay homosexual

nobody knows about their relationship though (well...)

elizabeth (left) and grace (right)

theyre into cosplay

businessman businessman businessman

slightly below average at his job but covers for it by being likeable and social (jfhkjasdhf thats not true)

his name is ronald

marco

theatre kid

rebecca

a proud trans woman who will take no shit

OH MY GOD WAIT

THATS UMBRIDGE ISNT IT (...maybe)

jafar (whats with my friends and thinking achmed is jafar???)

tried to sneak in an aladdin picture with the starkid. im onto you (youre not though cause thats achmed, not jafar)

bridget

likes reading

not very popular but a nice person

patricia

she has a pufferfish on her head

shes a strange one

still kind of popular though??

jasmine and jafar (this one im 87% certain) (youre half right bestie)

they pulled a switcheroo

that other one was aladdin and i was wrong (you were wrong but youre still wrong)

rachel

big fan of the little red riding hood story. made it her entire personality (jksdhfjdksh bestie)

thats a classic jack right there

total asshole (a bit, yeah)

sells drugs to minors (but he doesnt. he loves hannah like his own kid)

that previous guys brother but this ones a good person and keeps getting pulled into his brothers crap

his name is riley

definitely has pronouns

not straight (oh he 100% is not straight)

generally well liked but has one specific enemy (more like we love him but we hate him)

looks like a noah to me

self proclaimed “party animal” (everyone hates him except like one person whos pretty neutral about him) (lies. we all love him)

name is... liam (derogatory)

andrew garfield in disguise (askjfdhakjs)

thats all

“tall dark and handsome” (has platforms in his shoes)

daniel

NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE PHOTOS!!!! CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK

thats a whole zombie fr fr

name was revoked

but his name WOULD have been zachary

watched “the last of us” and liked it way too much

became his favorite character

straight man (derogatory) (kajfhasdhf i dont believe max is straight AT ALL)

the woman is bi (grace is repressed bi, what did i tell yall?)

her name is haley his name is michael

he needs to put his shirt back on (no he does not. he is hot)

goshdarn jessica

Mean Girl ™️ (i mean...mariah was regina george...she was in mean girls...)

manny

generalized anxiety disorder (if he wasnt first labeled as obnoxious teen i would say yes. but he did have that whole waiting for hot chocolate line(s). oh and xe did not connect that the petes were the same character. i did not tell them that either and idk if i will tell him)

MARKIPLIER?

thats it

dyed hair and pronouns

quinn

at this point in time i did tell them that nibbly and blinky were not female even though both are played by women (and the fact that i hc nibbly as agender)

thats a rowan

absolutely slays

also has pronouns

liked wreck it ralph

naruto fanboy

his name is blake but he asked people to call him by the name of his favorite character

(nobody does)

this one is a big fan of sonic

has a sonic themed backpack and lunchbox

morgan

jeremiah

i see an anime shirt hes an anime stan (well thats obvious)

has at least two twitter accounts dedicated to anime (honestly wouldnt be surprised)

[valiantarcher]

3-7 and 15-19. The ask game about books. Thank you in advance.

Thank you!

3. A popular book that you love. I suppose The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien counts. ;))

4. A popular book you dislike. Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein.

5. A book you love that it seems like no one else has read. There are a number of rarer books I love, but I think at least one friend or another (!) has read the majority of the list. That said, I really enjoyed Song of Thunder by Mary Ray when I read it and don't know of anyone else currently who has read it.

6. A book with one character who stood out from the rest. It feels a bit like cheating to say the titular character from Piranesi by Susanna Clarke, but as narrator and protagonist, he does colour everything in the best possible way.

7. A book that left you feeling overwhelmed with happiness. I don't know about overwhelmed by happiness, but I do remember being pretty gleeful over the last sections of The Queen of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner (though how much of that was self-satisfaction with figuring out how some threads were coming together, I don't recall now).

15. A book you love for its characters. Maybe Black as Night by Regina Doman? It's not that I dislike the plot, but I do think the cast of characters carry so much of what I enjoy about it.

16. A book you love for its themes. Love might be a bit strong, but The Tiger in the Smoke by Margery Allingham has some thematical elements that still stand out to me after several years' distance.

17. A book that’s well-written that you like. Peace Like a River by Leif Enger!

18. A book that’s well-written that you dislike. Looking through my notes, one would be The Sword and the Circle by Rosemary Sutcliff.

19. A book that’s not well-written that you love anyway. I don't know that it's poorly written persay, but Beauty by Robin McKinley seemed a little clunkier on the last read than the first time I read it - but I do love it still.

[hockeystyletea]

I think Megan is more than an escort to him for sure! I wonder if that’s why the fam didn’t post any pics this summer about vacations or whatever, because she was with them. Maybe Auston asked everyone to keep it all private? I don’t want to be judgmental, but I guess this is…I’m a little disappointed. I hoped he would be with someone like Steph. Not a fake Barbie doll with a questionable past. Sorry, not meaning to be rude, just sharing thoughts…

Oooooooo, okay. So, steph actually strikes me as a bitchy person, I’m sorry. But like, just my opinion, okay? She just has something off about her.

And then Megan seems like the type of girl to be nice to ur face and then when u turn around, she’d turn into Regina

I do get what you mean though, maybe Auston did ask them not to post anything

[emails-i-cant-send]

hi i'm asterion welcome to my blog <3

Some things you might like to know about me

❥ I also go be este you can use either of my names

❥ I got adhd

❥ im latina

❥ my favorite color is lavender. lavender haze? the taylor swift song? yeah she did that for me.

❥ taurus (I know nothing about astrology just though I'd include that)

❥ Any pronouns are fine

❥ i track #userasterion feel free to tag me in your stuff!

❥ i dont have a dni I just block people I dont like. but if your a terf or radfem go ahead and leave.

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my blog is mainly about my favorite music!

like, taylor swift, sabrina carpenter, måneskin, fall out boy, waterparks 😔, Rico nasty, avril lavigne, my chemical romance, halsey, conan gray, paramore, ice spice, joshua bassett, megan thee stallion, cobra starship, gym class heroes, green day, renee rapp, joshua bassett, and sophie cates!

i really dont like people who dont hold celebrities accountable especially swifties. learn to be able to critisize celebrities

also post about some other stuff

I also talk about my favorite books and shows mainly the Riordanverse, avatar the last Airbender and the legend of Kora, hsmtmts, I read the hunger games at 8 and was never normal again. I also like, the owl house, gravity falls, star vs. The forces of evil etc. the heartstopper comics a ton of musicals, mean girls, the inheritance games, shadow and bone etc.

My blorbos are: Alex Fierro, Hunter/The Golden Guard, Nico Di Angelo, Hazel Levesque, Emira Blight, Amity Blight, Regina George, Lydia deetz, Peter Parker. oh. and @austinwehaveaproblem

some stuff i'm on

spotify

instagram

last.fm

bye bye I love you <3

P.S thanks for always sticking around.

[dancefloor]

hi regina! i think i've only baked cake a few times but i'd love to improve at it - do you have a good recipe or do you freehand? that raspberry one also sounds delicious though! and congrats on the cake! (and happy belated anniversary!!) today's questions are music based: what re-recording are you looking forward to most right now? which artists would you love to see featured on any of the upcoming vault tracks? love, 🎄💠

hi beloved! sorry for the late response. you know how it is. i do everything by recipe, but my oven is old and fucked up so i always have to mess around with that to get something good. i can translate the raspberry cake recipe for you if you’d like:)

i’m sooo looking forward to speak now tv and reputation tv. i’d really love a hayley williams collab on speak now tv and if there’s gonna be more rapping on reputation tv, i want megan thee stallion on it. at least that will be something good to balance out ed sheeran’s godforsaken end game verse 😭😭 i also think a halsey collab would be super cool on reputation because badlands and reputation are so sonically and conceptually similar, and badlands meant so much to me when it came out. i also need a hozier collab somewhere. honestly though i will never ask for anything else since the phoebe collab. i recorded myself when i listened to it for the first time and im SO mad i deleted it!!! i became a phoebe stan before i became a taylor stan and i love her so so much so when i heard her verse i screamed. anyway taylor collab more with women challenge

[collegeboardofficial]

Here's a regina/karen fanfic drabble that i've had for the longest time. It's called Sleepovers, but there aren't even any sleepovers in it. I'll be posting it to my ao3 soon enough:

Regina George couldn't stand the way that people treated her girls.

Gretchen and Karen belonged to her. Not in a control sense, but better said as "you're my home". They belonged to Regina because they wanted to.

She lounged with Karen on her couch, Karen watched TV and rested her head in Regina's lap, and Regina somehow had the restraint to overlook how cute Karen looked long enough to focus on getting a set of pre-calc problems completed. She barely shifted her glance. While she talked, still writing but making sure not to mix her spoken words with the computations she was jotting.

"If anyone ever fucks with you like Jason does with Cady, I'll have them put down."

"I know."

Regina couldn't help but smirk a little at this.

"That makes me wonder, though. Would you do it yourself? Like go all Megan Fox in Jennifer's body and vamp them to death, or would you have other people do it for you?

"Well you know that other people doing it would be more convenient. And we'd never get caught that way-"

Which Karen feigned a pout at.

"But, doing it myself is more romantic, right?"

At this point Regina had put her pen down. Looking at Karen, who looked right back at her with a genuine smile.

[lamexigangster]

Regardless you know I carry an inferiority complex for the number 11 even though I already know what these women try to do do you know some people I’ve known they have been 11 carriers and absolutely trash absolutely the opposite of what a spiritual leader what do you me? I’m a nine

No I don’t need charity actually because some of those people were not seeking getting their shit fucked up I’m not a stupid hermit as such Regina Spector and friends

All they do is make up the fucking astrology that’s exactly what Lana Del Rey dead and Megan fox in all of I said egotistical I didn’t say anything about Eagles

Furthermore Megan Fox and all of those people are absolutely retarded they just want to appear a certain way but they never seek their souls they never seek to understand other people they wish death upon children

[skinnyducky]

hot tubs & hot seats // v.h.

a/n absolutely one of the most chaotic and hilarious scenes in euphoria. the moment i saw it, i knew i wanted to write something like it and here it is! hope you guys enjoy !

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.9k, slightly edited

WARNING: language, mentions of alcohol, mentions of vomiting, and i think that’s pretty much it. OH, and also chaos :)

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It was an incredibly special day for the girls of Kappa Zeta Delta. One of their own was turning nineteen today, and that special someone was none other than Y/n. Instead of having a rager like they normally would, they decided to have a small birthday party at their shared home. They all got dolled up, sang "happy birthday" and exchanged gifts, then posed for a few pictures before retreating to the den to spend the rest of the night dancing and enjoying each other’s company.

While Ms. Y/n was having the time of her life with her best friends, there was one specific person she was hoping would make an appearance. "Where the hell is Vinnie?" She kept asking, much to her friends’ dismay.

Vinnie and Y/n’s relationship was complicated. Even though they had extreme passion for each other, that passion came with aggression. The two spent most of their relationship breaking up and getting back together. It was like a never-ending cycle, and quite frankly, Y/n’s friends were fed up. But they knew they couldn’t talk their bestie into seeing the light, into seeing that there was more to the world than Vinnie. She was a lovesick puppy for him, the Bonnie to his Clyde. There was no getting over him.

Their current status, however, is broken up.

"I don’t know." Her best friend, Regina, answered. "Megan said she would pass on the invitation to him, but I don’t know if she actually did that." The two glanced over at the redhead, watching as she downed another bottle of beer. "Especially with the state she’s been in. You know, I really think being single has gotten to her."

Y/n shook her head softly. "You know how she gets when she drinks. Just tragic."

As the girls finished their conversation, the doorbell rang. "I’ll get…" Megan started, burping in the middle of her sentence, "…it." She wandered off out of the room, leaving the rest of the girls to chat amongst themselves. As they gossiped and giggled, in walked none other than Vinnie himself. Megan was nowhere to be found.

"Vinnie," Y/n smiled, running up to the boy. "You came!"

"I did, I did." He said, toying with the small egg blue box in his hands. "I wanted to wish you a happy birthday and give you this." Y/n glanced over the box, the "Tiffany & Co" label immediately standing out to her.

She pursed her lips, holding back her sobs. "You didn’t have to get me anything." That was a lie; it was mandatory that he get her something.

"Yeah, but it’s your birthday. I had to get something special for you." Vinnie chuckled. "Now, turn around. No peeking." The girl did as he asked, glancing up at the ceiling to fight against the tears that were threatening to pour out. It was quite a battle; a battle she knew she was going to lose. After about a few seconds, she felt something cold slither across her neck and rest right below her chest. Looking down, she spotted a beautiful silver heart-shaped necklace.

"Vinnie, oh my god." Y/n gasped, fiddling with it. She quickly turned to face Vinnie and began peppering his face with kisses. "Thank you, thank you! Ugh, I love it so fucking much!"

"I knew you would. Happy birthday, Y/n."

The two gazed at each other lovingly until Y/n ran off to show her friends the heartfelt gift. But when she peered over her shoulder, Vinnie was leaving. Confused, she followed the boy all the way to the front door. "Vinnie, what are you doing?"

"I think I’m going to head out." He kept his head down, putting his hands into his pocket.

"What? Why? You just got here."

"I thought I’d give you and your friends some space. Have a bit of girl time, all of that. Besides, I gotta run by the ware…"

With furrowed brows, Y/n stood there waiting for Vinnie to finish. Then she noticed his eyes were somewhere else, specifically on someone else. When she looked back, there coming from down the stairs was Megan, donning a pink skimpy bikini, a bottle of vodka firmly grasped in her hands. Judging from her red puffy eyes, it’s clear she’s been crying. In the middle of her descent, Regina came strolling by. However, she paused once Megan stepped off the final staircase and moved sluggishly into the kitchen.

"That was certainly a choice." Regina muttered, walking up to Y/n. "Hey, a couple of us gonna go out to the hot tub, try it out and all that. I guess Megan beat us to it, though. You in?"

Y/n turned to Vinnie and said, "You have to come to the hot tub with us."

The boy shook his head. "I would, but I’m not really feeling up to it."

"C’mon, it’s my birthday." Y/n pouted. She gave Vinnie the usual puppy dog eyes, and like always, he fell for them.

"Alright, alright."

With that, Y/n and a few of the other girls rushed to their rooms, stripping from their party clothes and into bikinis. Considering Vinnie had no trunks, he just wore his boxers, making sure to cover his junk on the way to the hot tub. Walking out of the sorority house, he noticed the absence of a particular redhead. His eyes scoured for her, and it wasn’t until they landed on the den window that he found Megan…staring right back at him. Her once bright emerald eyes were now a dull, somber olive green. She took a sip of whatever alcohol she managed to get her hands on this time and proceeded to step away from the window, right as Y/n had pulled Vinnie into the warm water with her and her friends.

The girls all chatted for a good minute, complaining about their busy schedules and arguing over who was the hottest boy on the lacrosse team. Then everything got quiet once they heard the patio door open. Coming out of the house was a flock of pink iridescent balloons, wrapped tightly around an intoxicated Megan. She laughed, managing to separate herself from the balloons. Everyone watched in silence as she stumbled over to them and stepped into the hot tub. "Oh!" she shrieked, tripping and landing right in Vinnie’s lap. As weird as the interaction was, Y/n didn’t think much about it. Had it been any other girl, she’d be pissed. But it was Megan, her best friend, so it wasn’t anything major.

"Happy birthday," the tipsy girl giggled. Y/n smiled and muttered a light, "thank you" as she fooled around with her acrylic nails. Everything had calmed down, and the group resumed their conversation.

"I’m so glad you and Vinnie are back together," one of the girls cheered.

Y/n scoffed, biting back her smile. "We’re not back together."

"You’re not?" Megan asked, followed by a harsh, "No" from Vinnie.

Once again, silence fell on the group as their eyes all shot to Y/n, awaiting her answer. "I mean…I was gonna say no, but why are you saying no?" She asked with a tilt in her head.

"Because we’re not." Vinnie replied.

"I know," Y/n hissed, "but why do you sound so definitive about it?"

Vinnie shook his head. "I wasn’t though."

"It sounded like it."

"She just asked a question—"

"That you didn’t have to answer, but you did." Y/n fumed, cutting him off.

"I don’t even know why we’re arguing."

"You and your tone."

"But we’re not back together." Vinnie was met with a few puzzled looks from the girls, including Y/n. Through squinted eyes, she glanced over at not only him, but Megan also.  "Uh…yet." He rubbed the back of his head, hoping his response would satisfy her.

It didn’t. "Why not just say we’re working it out?"

"You literally just said you were gonna say no."

"Right, but that’s me."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning that when I say it, it means something totally different than when you say it." Y/n barked, jabbing her nail into her chest.

"Okay," Vinnie grumbled, "it might seem that way in your head, Y/n, but it’s the same."

At this point, Y/n was more than annoyed. She was agitated and pissed off at Vinnie’s calm demeanor. She was done with his attitude. "Yeah, but it’s also the speed with which you said no."

"Give me a fucking break."

Y/n shrugged. "It was quick. It was like a reflex," she stated, looking to her girls for support. As expected, they came to her defense. Vinnie tried his best to hold his own against the many opposing voices, but like always, this was a fight he couldn’t win. "It was like his natural instinct or something." Y/n added and looked at Regina.

She nodded in agreement. "Was hasty."

"You see?"

Vinnie scoffed, "You really think she’s gonna disagree with you?"

"If I disagreed with her, then I would." Regina snapped, staring daggers at the boy. "What, you don’t think I have a mind of my own?"

"No, I’m sure you do."

"Ooo, he is such a CUNT!" Y/n shouted, clapping and splashing water at each word.

"What the fuck is your problem," spat Regina.

If he had known he was going to get gang-banged and tormented by sorority girls, he would never have come to this party. It would’ve not only spared him the embarrassment but also the trouble he deemed unnecessary.

"You see, I’m not crazy right because he’s always trying to gaslight me."

Vinnie sighed, "I don’t wanna argue about this."

"This is why I don’t believe you when you make all these promises and you’re like oh, let’s get back together, you’re the only person in the world I care about." Y/n mocked, moving dramatically around in the hot tub. "You’re a goddess, and it’s my fault for not treating you like a goddess."

Amid all this, there was something bubbling up inside of Megan. Something which reeked of shame, humiliation, and regret. Something that she’d been trying to suppress the whole night, and it was only a matter of time before it came spewing out of her.

"I promise, Y/n, I’ll change, I’ll grow, I’ll be better…I don’t deserve you, but I love you." Y/n continued. "Please, when I get my own place, move with me, marry me, have my BABIES."

And with that, the very thing that Megan had been trying to contain came pouring out in the form of vomit, filling the hot tub with the disgusting substance. "I’m so sorry," she cried in the middle of blowing chunks. Everyone had scattered, screaming in terror and leaving poor Y/n with the sick girl. "I’m so sorry, Y/n!"

"It’s fine," Y/n reassured, hunched and trying hard not to puke herself. "It’s fine." She breathed.

"It’s not fine, I ruined everything Y/n, I’m sorry!" Megan’s voice broke with every word. "And you’re my best friend, and I’m sorry!" Within seconds, one of the girls came running out to grab Megan, hoping to spare her the embarrassment. "Y/n, you’re my best friend!"

Eventually, the girl was successful in getting Megan out and dragged her back inside, shouting for help from the other girls. Y/n remained outside, shifting from side to side as she frantically shook her hands. "VINNIE, GET ME A FUCKING TOWEL!"

Even after she was ushered inside, Megan’s wails could still be heard, loud enough for all of Greek Row to hear. And as Vinnie came running to her with a fresh towel, Y/n couldn’t help but feel as if there was more to Megan’s cries of regret. It was as if she was apologizing for more than just being a drunken mess at her party. But Y/n quickly pushed the thought aside as the pungent smell of Megan’s last meal filled her nostrils.

She was sure to never forget this birthday.

[venussaidso]

Mean Girls/Bad Bitches Of Astrology (based on TV characters)

This post is entirely based on Sidereal/Vedic astrology, no zodiac generalizations.

There is always a certain pattern in actors' astrological charts when they play similar roles. I haven't seen anyone point this pattern out in the female antagonists of teen/young adult fiction, so I decided to make a post of it. And to also celebrate mean girls.

So I've searched the most popular, or should I say the most liked, mean girls/bad bitches on different types of media and looked for common placements in their top 3 (Moon, Ascendant and Sun). This post will start a series since there are quite a handful of characters/actresses to cover. But this is what I found so far:

Mars and Sun combo:

Regina George played by Rachel McAdams (Mrigashira Moon, Uttara Ashada Ascendant)

Santana Lopez played by Naya Rivera (Mrigashira Moon, Krittika Ascendant, Uttara Ashada Sun)

Alison Dilaurentis played by Sasha Pieterson (Uttara Ashada Moon, Dhanishta Sun)

Chanel Oberlin played by Emma Roberts (Krittika Ascendant, Dhanishta Sun)

Mars makes them combative and temperamental compared to all the other characters around them. Mars is the famous warrior, and a mean girl's sword is her sharp tongue. The combination of Sun and Mars makes them get a high from power. Sun makes them feel untouchable and superior, and Mars makes them an even bigger bitch as they find fun in provoking and mocking those 'beneath' them. They will literally have control over everyone yet don't even have to lift a finger.

This existing energy in the actors' chart makes them suitable for playing these roles.

Magha prominent placements :

Cheryl Blossom played by Madelaine Petsch (Magha Sun)

Jennifer Check played by Megan Fox (Magha Ascendant — (undecided birth time, take with a grain of salt))

Sharon played by Seo Ji-hye (Magha Sun)

Go Moon Young played by Seo Yea-ji (Magha Moon)

Magha is Leo, which is also Sun-ruled. Another thing common in all these women's charts is the presence of Sun (which is displayed negatively in their antagonistic characters). The arrogance, sense of entitlement and superiority. The lack of care for consequences and let's not forget their undeniable pretty privilege they use to manipulate others. Though, the Ketu influence doesn't give them the popularity and glam that the others have. They're more the loners kind and 'weirdos' of this spectrum. Them being different and misunderstood by normal people makes them feel even more superior. Their edgy aesthetic makes them much more eye-catching and generally more interesting than the typical mean girl. And anyway, this is my quote for what they'd say as an antagonistic bad bitch, "No one understands me because peasants can't have this level of mentality, peasant."

Venusian prominent placements:

Antoinette "Toni" Childs-Garrett played by Jill Marie Jones (Purva Ashada Sun)

Sharpay Evans played by Ashley Tisdale (Bharani Ascendant, Purva Ashada Moon)

First of all, all the Venus nakshatras are in fire rashis. Need I say more?? They will be confrontational, in your face, dramatic and impatient — they're all Aries, Sagittarius and Leo. And negative Venusian influence will make them more picky/discriminatory, shallow, too beauty-centered, greedy and extremely materialistic. They can be too ambitious or they can get too comfortable with things being handed to them for free. I feel like Venusian mean girls make the better archetype because these are traits talked about in high-maintenance 'bitchy' women.

Continued in part 2, since Tumblr only allows 10 pics/gifs per post and I can't add more characters 🙄

But anyway, in conclusion, to be the most iconic bad bitch, you need:

A combo of Mars and Sun nakshatras in the chart (otherwise, SUN in 1H or 2H/Sun Atmakaraka. MARS in 1H or 2H/Mars Atmakaraka. Sun conjuct Mars. Mars + Sun rashis).

You need some Magha in your top 3 (otherwise, Magha in your Atmakaraka).

And prominent Venusian nakshatras (otherwise, Venus in 1H or 2H/Venus Atmakaraka. Prominent Venus rashis.).

If you have all, then congrats, you have the potential of being an iconic bitch that everybody loves to hate. 💀

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

The Question

The Pool | The Difference | The Notes | The Fear | The Thought | Masterlist Pairing: Benny ‘Borracho’ Magalon x Reader Rating: Explicit - 18+ only Warnings: None? Besides cursing. Notes: Fluffy! Fluffy! Most of these going forward are going to be fluffy. Most. Summary: How the hell does this man still give you butterflies? You’re flustered in the middle of your own damn kitchen and he isn’t even there.

You wake up alone. You don’t like that, but it happens sometimes. You and Borracho don’t exactly have regular hours, it’s not like criminals keep their shenanigans to a 9-5 schedule. You used to be a light sleeper when it came to sleeping with someone else, but with Borracho… Hell, you don’t know if it’s how quietly he’s able to move or how safe you feel with him, but you almost never wake up when he gets out of bed. You pick up your phone and shut off the alarm; no texts, no calls from him or the guys, so things are probably status quo. You don’t have to be in the office for another hour. You slide out of bed and head into the kitchen. You’re alone, but you still smile when you see that he’s made you coffee and left you a post-it. ‘Got called into work early. See you later. Love you, sweetness. -B’

You shake your head a little bit, running your thumb over the ink. How the hell does this man still give you butterflies? You’re flustered in the middle of your own damn kitchen and he isn’t even there. Oh, but you can practically hear him saying it, too. And the fact that he even stopped to write a note-- You shake your head and stick it to the fridge under a magnet, alongside a few other notes he’s left you in the apartment. You’re smiling all through your first cup of coffee, as you get ready to go in, as you get in your car that morning. You usually try not to text Borracho when you know he’s out on the job - you don’t wanna distract him, and there’s a chance the guys’ll see it and get on both your cases, but you decide to risk it that morning. You pull your phone out and text him, I love you

It’s a few minutes before you get back, Wanna go out tonight?   You raise a brow. Is this man up to something? 

Big plans? taking us on a tour of a hot sauce factory

I’m pretty sure you’re making fun of me and I don’t appreciate it. 

love you

Love you too --

It’s the usual crew at the office - though Borracho is noticeably absent. You don’t ask, is the thing, but Nick makes it a point to tell you that Borracho is out getting a statement from a witness. You nod a little bit and say, “...Okay,” Before turning back to your work. You swear up and down that you hear Henderson asking Conners if you bought that, but you try not to read into it. You’re sure you heard them wrong; if something was wrong with Borracho, they’d tell you. Besides, you’ve already talked to him today, you know he’s alright. But while you’re in the office, you notice the guys muttering to each other way more than usual. You can’t help but wonder if this is what they would’ve been like if you’d left your headphones out those first couple of weeks on the job. Headphones-- Your headphones, of course. The second you’ve got those suckers in, the guys’ll speak up at full volume. You open the desk drawer that you usually keep them in. Your jaw drops at the sight of another post-it. 

Looking for something? ;) -B You’d told Borracho that you found out about most of the pools because of your little headphone trick. But why the hell has he taken them today? You close your drawer, narrowing your eyes. Oh, something is definitely up. -- “Really, you haven’t seen him all day?” Isobel asks. You glance up from where you’re bouncing her son on your knee. You’ve stopped by after work; you’ve got a little time before you need to be home to get ready. “Nope,” You shrug, “He got called into work early, and-- I don’t know, Nick said he was out speaking to a witness. We texted a little, but he’s been pretty busy today. We’re going out later, though.” “Ooo,” Nadia coos from behind you, where she’s feeding Lissie, “Do you know where?” “No idea, he hasn’t told me… I mean, he joked about a hot sauce factory, but the ones around here don’t have late tours.” You may or may not have checked while you were at work. His sisters are snickering at you already; they’ve seen you at barbecues, they know about the hot sauce packets you keep in your purse. You smile, laughing a little yourself. “It’ll be nice to go out, though. We haven’t had, like, a date-date in a while,” You realize it as you say so. Honestly, you haven’t really thought much of it; it’s not like you mind spending the night in with Borracho, you’re never bored. “...You know, you’re the first girl Borracho brought home in a really long time?” Nadia says, lowering herself into the seat beside Isobel. You raise a brow. You haven’t heard this before. “Really? How long?” “Oof,” Isobel mutters, “Jeez, the last would’ve been-- What, Angela?” “Which one was Angela? Highlights or lip piercing?” Nadia asks. “Lip piercing.” “Like, almost four years-ish?” Nadia offers. “‘Lip piercing’?” You repeat, amused, “I think I’ve got more questions about who ‘highlights’ was-- And what my attribute would be if you were describing me to someone else.” -- “No wig tonight?” You glance back at Borracho, arching a brow as he leans in the doorway of the bathroom. The pink wig you’d worn to the club a long time ago has made a reappearance a few times since you’d started dating. “Not tonight, babe,” You chuckle before you lean forward to do your eyeliner. You lean away from the mirror once you're finished, putting the cap back on the liner. Borracho steps into the bathroom, smoothing his hands over your hips. He presses a kiss to your neck before he cuddles up against you. You giggle, tipping your head to the side. “Maybe next time,” You add.

“I ain’t picky,” Borracho mumbles. You turn in his arms. “Gimme a kiss before I put my lipstick on,” You order. Borracho smiles.

“You sayin’ you’re not gonna kiss me once it’s on?”

“Oh, I’m absolutely gonna. Kiss me anyway,” You retort. You lean up, pecking Borracho’s lips a few times. His smile widens with each until he catches your lips with his. He lifts a hand from your hip, sliding it over your back. You sigh, leaning into his chest and wrapping your arms around his waist. You aren’t sure what it is, but something feels different about tonight. It isn’t how Borracho watched you get ready; he does that often. But this just feels sweet - so deliciously soft and slow. You can’t put your finger on it - but you aren’t rushing to, either. You just revel in Borracho’s warmth and closeness. He hums softly, squeezing your hip gently before he lifts his head, pressing a kiss to your temple. 

“Finish getting ready, we’ll be late.”

“Or you could keep kissing me,” you mumble the argument against his chin. Borracho chuckles, cupping your chin and pecking your lips again.

“Later, sweetness.” -- “You don’t think we’re actually going to a hot sauce factory, right?” “No, of course not,” You scoff. “...You checked whether or not there were any open, didn’t you.” “...Might’ve taken a look.” Boraccho laughs, raising your joined hands to his lips and pressing a kiss to the back of yours. “Why?” You add, glancing over at him. “Couldn’t bear to break your heart like that.” --

The thing is, you guys had discussed it a few more times - the whole marriage thing. You’d never set a hard date, a deadline. You weren’t going to disappear if a ring wasn’t stuck on your finger within the next year or anything. But the last time you’d spoken about it seriously had been after Borracho had been shot. “I hated not being able to get back there and see you were alright for myself,” You’d admitted, “And-- Look, I love your family, but-- If anything like that ever happens again and they make me wait three fucking days to see you, Benny, I swear to god--” “I know,” He’d mumbled into your hair, “I know, and-- this is gonna sound shitty, but they were testing you, a little. I’ve had a couple of other girlfriends that saw me that way and couldn’t handle it. They wanted to see if you’d stick around.” You’d humphed, and snuggled deeper into his side. And he’d hesitated before saying, “If we were married, you would’ve been able to see me right away.” You’d glanced up at him and murmured, “I know.” “...Still think my sisters would kill us if we eloped?” “You know they would.” -- Beyond that, well, you hadn’t spoken about it much. At least, not with Borracho. You had with his sisters, looking back on it - about what kind of rings you liked (Megan and Isobel had each asked you if you liked theirs - Megan’s was a little too flashy for you; Isobel’s was close to what you liked in stone and size). You’d even tried Regina’s on (“For fun, honey, I’m curious,” She’d pressed you. It had been half a size too small). You didn’t think anything about it, though. You’d grown incredibly close with his family. “Aw, so sweet!” Nadia had cooed, seeing someone on tv propose to their girlfriend on the big screen at a football game, “Would you ever like something like that?” “Nah,” You’d wrinkled your nose, shaking your head, “So impersonal -- all those people staring at you. Plus-- Football?” The face you’d made had Nadia in stitches. 

-- 

The two of you have dinner at one of your favorite restaurants. Borracho’s hand is in yours nearly all night, holding it in the car, on the table, on the way in and out of the restaurant. After dinner, the two of you drive up to the Hollywood Bowl Overlook. He shuts off the car, and the two of you talk and make out lazily like a couple of teenagers. His hand smooths over your thighs and your stomach and your shoulder and your side; you tug at his hair and slide your hand under his collar and smooth your fingers over his tattoo. It’s like you were when you were getting ready - sweet, unhurried, soft. But you want to be home, and you want to take him apart at your leisure, without worrying about getting caught or being crammed uncomfortably in the front seat of the car, and you tell him as much. Borracho chuckles softly and slides his lips along yours in a half-kiss before murmuring, “Whatever you want, sweetness.” 

--

You cuddle up against him as you wait for him to unlock the front door, slipping your hands under his t-shirt and running your nails over his sides. He huffs and fumbles with the keys a little, and you hide your grin in his shoulder.

“Having some trouble there?” You tease, smoothing your palms over the same spots.

“You’re a menace, sweetness,” He mutters before opening the door. You slide your hands out from his shirt so that the two of you can make it inside without any further incident. The door gets shut and locked, the hall light flicked on, and you’re already reaching for him again. He cups your cheeks, sweeping his thumbs over your cheekbones.

“Hey,” He murmurs.

“Mm?”

“I’ve-- Been thinking,” He manages between kisses, even as you’re trying to nudge him back toward the bedroom.

“Uh-oh,” You tease before nipping at his lip. Borracho laughs, leaning away to look at you.

“Listen to me,” He murmurs after a moment. Your brow furrows a little, and his finger reaches up to smooth away the little wrinkle before he chases the touch with a kiss.

“How long have we been together, huh?”

“Almost two years,” You say, letting your hands settle on his shoulders.

“The guys...They started betting whether or not you’d be able to stick through the week,” He shakes his head, and you bite your lips, because you know that they did, those ridiculous idiots, “But you stuck through -- all week, all month, all year and you’re still here… The second I knew you’d stick around here, though, with me,” he squeezes your hips, “Was that night, after I’d been coordinating with the FBI. You came over, you stayed, and... And I knew I didn’t want you to go…”

Usually by now you’d cut in, make a joke, but there’s something different about the way Borracho is looking down at you. So you just listen, smooth your fingers over the fabric of his shirt because even now, you can’t keep still.

“And I know that sometimes my family can be a lot-- And so can work--” He’s talking about when he was shot and you both know it. Your stomach turns at the reminder and you lower your eyes. He cups your chin and lifts your eyes to his again, “But I can’t imagine waking up without you, or-- Or coming home without you here… And I know you were worried when I was hurt. I hate that you couldn’t see me right away, and I don’t ever want you to have to go through that again... I love you, sweetness, and I know you love me.”

“‘Course I love you, Benny,” You manage after a moment, eyes searching his. He smiles, nudging his nose against yours. You’re distracted, leaning up into the motion, and you don’t notice him reaching into his pocket.

You frown as he leans away, but that frown melts into shock as he sinks to one knee, small velvet box in hand.

He opens it.

“Will you marry me, sweetness?”

You don’t know if you’re supposed to look at him or the ring-- and then you realized you haven’t said anything, but you’re nodding and your eyes are tearing up. You manage to get out, “Of course I’ll marry you.”

And Borracho’s face splits into the widest grin. He pulls the ring out of the box and slips it onto your proffered left ring finger -- and then laughs as you tug him up from the floor. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and press your face into his neck. He’s holding onto you, too, tight and steady, and pressing kisses to your cheek, your ear, your head, your shoulder - anywhere you can reach.

You turn your head to meet his lips, curling close to him, and he finally lets you steer him back toward your room.

-- "Why did you take my headphones?” You ask later. Borracho has his head on your stomach. He’s been nuzzling contentedly for the last few minutes, dropping the odd kiss to your stomach or hip, touchy in your afterglow. “Didn’t want you listening in on the guys,” He murmurs, “Didn’t want them spoiling it.” “Why’d you have Nick tell me where you were?” “Did you ask him?” “No, he just came over and told me.” Borracho scoffs, shaking his head, “Told him to only tell you if he asked.” “The rest’a the guys weren’t all that subtle, either. Kept whispering.” “And that’s why I took your headphones.” You chuckle, sweeping his hair away from his forehead. “You know me too well, baby.” You lift your hand and eye the ring, unable to help the smile that grows on your face. Borracho turns his head, kissing your wrist. “You like it?” He asks. “I love it,” You swear, lowering your hand to stroke his cheek, “And I love you.” You’ve lost track of how many times the two of you have said it in the last couple of hours. You know that tomorrow morning, you’re going to have to start thinking about planning. You’re going to call your parents to give them the news. You’re going to be going over to Isobel’s for breakfast with the family, too, and you know you’re going to hear all about how long they’ve known about Borracho’s plan. And then the wedding planning, the ideas for the wedding that they’ve probably had for months, the fact that you’re gonna have four flower girls and three little ring bearers from Borracho’s nieces and nephews alone. You don’t have to worry about that for a few hours yet. All you care about is the man leaning up for another kiss, another two kisses, another three kisses. You curl your arms around his shoulders and squeeze his hips with your knees as he murmurs, “I love you, too, Mrs. Magalon,” Against your lips.

[believingispowerfulmagic]

The Christmas Cottage II: A Magical Christmas Part II: The Wedding Rehearsal

"And we signed a stack of blank checks in case you need them while we're gone,"

Regina told Tink as she packed up her bag.

Tink nodded. "Then I think we're in good order."

When Regina had sent the email asking Gold to take her off the DeVil-Hatter merger, he had called her several times during Mary Margaret and David's wedding and left her a number of voicemails since she had turned her phone off. During most of them, he kept firing her over and over. She didn't quite care - though she did want to make sure Tink still had a job. Regina didn't want her assistant to suffer for her decision and she called Mal to ask her to save Tink's job. After explaining the situation, Mal went and did some rearranging, bringing Regina onto her team to serve out her notice period and promising to keep Tink onboard - with the understanding that Regina could poach her beloved assistant at any time.

It had taken almost a year but Regina was eventually able to bring her to the foundation. Tink adjusted to working for both her and Robin, keeping the office running for them. She had been a godsend and Regina was glad to have her in her life.

"You sure?" Regina asked. "We're not forgetting something?"

"If we are, Belle and I will deal with it," Tink assured her, invoking the name of their second-in-command. Belle French was more than capable of running the foundation in their absence. With Tink by her side, Regina knew they were in good hands.

Tink stepped closer to Regina. "All you have to do now is worry about getting married to Robin, okay?"

"Okay," Regina said, pulling a little gift from her desk. She held it out. "And before I get, this is for you. Merry Christmas, Tink."

"Thank you," Tink said, taking the gift. "Merry Christmas, Regina."

Regina hugged her. "I'll see you at the wedding?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Tink assured her. "I can't wait to see you in your dress!"

"I can't wait for everyone else to see it," Regina replied, pulling away. "Especially Robin."

Tink chuckled. "I'm sure Robin can't wait to see you in it either. Has he been trying to sneak peeks?"

"No, but only because he doesn't know where I'm keeping it and knows he can't go snooping through everyone's house to find it," Regina replied.

"Smart," Tink said, handing Regina her bag. "I'll see you at the wedding."

Regina took the bag and left her office, finding Robin waiting at Tink's desk for her. He straightened up and smiled at her. "You ready, sweetheart?" he asked.

"I am," she said, waving to the staff members that came out to see them off. "Merry Christmas, everyone. If we're seeing you at the wedding, see you in a few days. If not, we'll see you in the New Year!"

"We hope you all have a great holiday," Robin added. "And we wish you and your loved ones nothing but joy and happiness this season."

Their staff applauded and Belle stepped forward. "While most of us will be celebrating your wedding with you and we have all celebrated earlier this week, we still want to offer you our congratulations and wishes for a long life full of love and happiness together."

"Three cheers for Robin and Regina!" someone called out. They gave them three cheers as they left and Regina half expected to be pelted by confetti or rice as they walked past their staff members.

Robin laughed as they left their office. "We have the best colleagues, don't we?"

"We do," she agreed, taking his hand. "And we have the best friends and family, who we're going to celebrate with in a few days."

He smiled, kissing her forehead. "Yes, we are. So we should go home and get plenty of rest."

"You read my mind, Mr. Locksley," she teased him. "Lead the way."

They headed to his car and climbed in. Robin started the engine and pulled away, heading out onto the main street. "Do you want to pick something up for dinner on our way home or just see what we have?" he asked.

"We still have some leftovers from dinner at Granny's house," she reminded him. "We can heat those up."

He nodded, making a left turn. "Sounds good then."

They drove along and Regina admired all the decorated houses they passed. Once again, Storybrooke had dressed itself in its holiday best and glowed brighter than the Northern Lights. Santas, snowmen, reindeer and their ilk all stood on lawns and greeted people passing by. Candy canes and snowflakes illuminated windows along with strands of white or multicolored lights. All of it was beautiful and the perfect backdrop for a wedding.

"Enjoying Christmas?" Robin asked.

"Of course," she replied with a smile. "You?"

He nodded. "I can't think of a better time for us to get married."

She chuckled. "Neither can I. So it's a good thing we were able to get a Christmas Eve wedding."

"Not that it was hard," Robin reminded her. "The Mist Haven Lodge coordinator called us the minute after we announced our engagement."

"That is true," she replied. "She probably would've given us anything we asked for, even shut down the lodge like Mary Margaret did."

He nodded. "I think she was relieved we weren't going that big. Though I think the town would've liked it if we went their route."

"Oh god," she moaned, rubbing her forehead. "That was a disaster. I have a new appreciation for Megan Markle."

The Blanchard and the Mills families were essentially Storybrooke royalty, the two most prominent families in town. Regina had always understood that - as had Robin. What they hadn't understood was how long the people of Storybrooke had waited for the two families to be joined in marriage - a good century, by what she understood. Robin and Regina were fulfilling that long-held dream and so the people of Storybrooke were acting as if their wedding was a royal one. Everyone wanted to know every detail about everything - the ring, the venue, the dress, etc.

But above all, they all wanted an invite to the wedding.

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[laststandofdeadman]

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favorite bands: Ic3Peak, Shinee, Wardruna, In This Moment, Heilung, Danheim, Lacuna Coil, Within Temptation, Skáld, Osi and The Jupiter,

fave solo artists : Emicida,Ivete Sangalo,  Britney Spears,Stromae, Megan Thee Stallion, Pabllo Vittar, Danheim, gealdýr,  Eivor, every shinee’s solo, Kendrick Lamar, Snoop Dogg, Rihanna, Beyoncé, Bree Runway, Dorian Electra, Rina Sawayama, Elis Regina,Rita Lee, the Weeknd,

song stuck in my head:AmarElo by Emicida  😌😌

last movie: Godzilla: King of Monsters (everybody shut up )

last show: Ultimate Note ( i cried a lot :D)

when i created this blog: ok i remade a bunch of times but i’ve been here since 2008 

last thing i googled : Ultimate Note iqiyi 

do i get asks: sometimes pretty rare though

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what i’m wearing: my pajamas gotta love vacation

dream trip: Ireland, Autralia (just to fight vika and arthur 💙🧡) Japan (so many Godzilla merch that’s not shipped where i live 🤧) Iceland, Finland 

favorite food: Bobó de camarão and acarajé (if you’ve never ate at least one of them..... you guys are missing out i’m sorry but your life has no meaning)  

favorite song: don’t ask me this i can’t choose just one song 

top 3 universes i’d like to live in:Godzilla universe, one punch man universe, DMBJ universe 

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[fictionadventurer]

End of year book ask: 2, 4, 10, 17, 25

2. Did you reread anything this year? What?

I reread tons. It was much easier to dive into old favorites this year than commit to anything new. My list of completed rereads (not counting the many that I started and didn’t finish) includes:

Mockingjay and The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

Goldheart by Kenley Davidson

A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Matched by Ally Condie

The Winner’s Curse by Marie Rutkoski

The Princess in the Opal Mask and The Opal Crown by Jenny Lundquist

Valiant by Sarah MacGuire

Rapunzel Let Down by Regina Doman

Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine

The Magician’s Nephew by C.S. Lewis

The Queen of Attolia, The King of Attolia and A Conspiracy of Kings by Megan Whalen Turner

The Hobbit and Letters from Father Christmas by J.R.R. Tolkien

Bachelor Girl by Roger Lea MacBride

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

The Reluctant Godfather by Allison Tebo

Before the year is over, I definitely want to finish my rereads of Sense and Sensibility and The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and finishing my Pride and Prejudice reread will be a top priority in the new year.

4. Did you discover any new authors you love this year?

Even though some of their other work doesn’t look to be quite up my alley, I will definitely at least be looking out for all future books by Anne Wheeler and Amity Thompson. Anne Wheeler dives too far into some embarrassing romance cliches, but otherwise her books seem tailor-made for me, with their focus on culture and worldbuilding and politics, with a very sensible writing style. Amity Thompson wrote a Beauty and the Beast retelling that just happened to use one of my oldest retelling twists, and even though it’s much different than what I would have done with it, it’s still one of the few romance-focused Beauty and the Beast retellings that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed.

10. What was your favorite new release of the year?

If we define new release as books released this year, I’d say it was probably either On Wings of Devotion by Roseanna M. White or Treason’s Crown by Anne Wheeler. There are significant flaws in both, and not sure how well either would hold up to reread, but I found much to enjoy in both.

17. Did any books surprise you with how good they were?

An Impostor With a Crown by Jordan Rivet surprised me by making me remember what it felt like to read books when I was a kid. The world and characters were familiar enough that I didn’t have to think too hard about the story, but they were unique enough to engage my imagination. I was so engaged with the book that I wasn’t even approaching it with an adult’s mind, just letting myself get swept along by the story and having a grand old time. Of course, right after I realized this, the plot took a hard left turn into a story that I was much less enamored by, and I didn’t much like the way the last book in the series ended, but that kid-reading-a-book-in-the-school-library feeling was fun while it lasted.

25. What reading goals do you have for next year?

FOCUS! Try to read more intentionally, and focus on the books I’m currently reading rather than letting myself get distracted by whatever book I see on the shelf or on the Kindle.

Read longer books. The longest book I read this year was barely over 500 pages, and most of them were much, much shorter, and I’m ashamed of that. I want to read some books with more heft to them, rather than just fluffy novellas and short stories.

Read more nonfiction and classics. I loved a lot of the nonfiction I read this year, and I always love what I learn from it. I want to read more things that will help me learn and grow.

Direct my attention toward higher-quality and/or meatier reads, rather than just settling for whatever’s the easiest or quickest or fluffiest read. Not that quick and easy and fluffy is bad, I’d just prefer for it not to overwhelm my reading list.

Read the unread books on my physical shelf and Kindle. I gathered a lot this year, was very excited for all of them, and read very few of them. I want to focus on what I have rather than getting distracted by whatever new thing catches my eye. 

Finish rereading Jane Austen’s works. I’m trying to do it roughly in order of initial writing, which means that Pride and Prejudice and The Watsons and Lady Susan will be up next, followed by the other novels.

Finish rereading several of the books that I started and didn’t finish this year.