#sashalance

[mage-witha-glock]

This is how I imagine Zorian during that loop hunting the cultists. Spinning a gun whilst following the latest clue on their whereabouts, noting down the identities of all shifters at risk whilst plotting to shoot all the cultists dead with his pistol for kidnapping Nochka and brutally sacrificing child shifters the reset before.

[braininatankwithalaptop]

[pulsar-ray]

Uhhhh send colour palattes . & like, names if you feel so inclined. Forewarning that they may end up in a project years from now

[natty1730]

Chapter 2: The Girl From Ipanema

“Margarita.”From the bottom of the steps, her father called her, "Yes, father?" Y/n answered as she hurriedly descended the wide stairway. "I have found you a fantastic piano teacher, but she won't have a permanent opening until next week," I said. The young woman looked at her father while smiling politely. "Yes, sir." "I also want to talk to you about a tiny issue. You have several piercings, as I have seen. If you remove them all during piano lessons, I will let you have your piercings. Additionally, you must dye your blue hair back to its natural color. Is that clear? He questioned with a stern look in his eyes. "Good. Your meal is currently being served in the dining room. Since your textbooks will be coming today, please prepare for tomorrow's first day of class. Her father walked out of the room and into his study. God, he's so stern. She pondered as she walked to the kitchen.

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Why do I feel so anxious? It's only for school. It won't harm me, I promise. As she walked to her new school, Daisy had a thought. Except for the fact that her father has become even more strict, the previous several days have blended into one. As Daisy came across a small alleyway, she thought, "Shit, I need to calm down." Lau, against the wall, put out of her Sashal a pack of cigarettes, and she smoked it a few times and then put it on the floor and up it out. She got out of the small alleyway and started to walk to school. Daisy entered the building and went directly to the principal's office to collect her timetable. When she opened the door, she saw a young man seated at the desk. "Privet, ya novyy student," Daisy commented as she regarded the boy. Do you speak Russian fluently, too? I must say that your father was correct when he claimed you were intelligent. He started with a heavy accent before standing up and giving her a paper. You can find all the information you require in this paper. Your lunch code, timetable, and other factors. You should have no trouble finding your classes because the school isn't that big. As he made an effort to exit, he said. After accepting the memo, Daisy hurriedly muttered her thanks. Okay, let's see here... the first class is history and doesn't start until 20 minutes, so I have time to chill in the bathroom and walk around the school.' Daisy thought as she walked into the nearest restroom. When she entered the bathroom, there were girls near the sink and putting on lipstick. One of the girls had pink hair, and the other was blonde and Brunette. The girls give Daisy a side-eye. They thought ‘they had never seen her before, she was probably new, she was different than everyone, this new girl had caramel skin, and everyone in this school had pale skin color and blue hair. “You must be new here,” the girl with Pink hair said. “Yes, I’m new here. I just moved here,” Daisy said, “Well, we welcome you, I’m Diana, and this is Catalina and Sasha.” Daisy shakes Diana’s hand. “I’ m Margarita, but you guys can call me Daisy.” She said, “Nice to meet you, Daisy, "What class do you have first?" Diana asked. "I have a history with Mr. Volkov." Diana gasped and led her out of the bathroom. "No way I have him too! Though he hates like everyone in the class, except for Dee." She said, walking with Daisy to go to history presumably.

Who's Dee?" Daisy asked Diana, noticing how Diana blushed a bit at the name. "He's just this cool guy. But don't let him fool you. He is a complete dick. He's hot but a dick." The bell chimed as they stood in front of the class. "Hey, just so you know, I can't sit with you because someone else is already sitting with me. The only open seat is with Dee, so could you try to get in a good word for me?" Diana asked hopefully with a little sparkle in her eyes. "Yeah, don't worry, I will," Daisy said. She cleared his throat to get his attention, and the teacher looked up from his grading assignments. "Kto ty?" The teacher asked with suspicion in his voice. "Margarita novyy student, ya takzhe mogu govorit' po-angliyski." Daisy responded, quite proud of her Russian. "Ah, yes, very well. Take a seat next to Dee. Dee, please raise your hand!" The teacher yelled out. Daisy turned and saw the boy with fluffy hair and eyeliner raise his hand. "Thanks." She told the teacher as she walked over to the desk and sat. Dee was completely ignoring her, just staring out the window. She cleared her throat to get his attention, which did not work. "Vy govorite po-angliyski?" Daisy asked Dee. He glanced at her and rolled his eyes before returning to the window. "Yes, I do. Fluent." He spoke before ignoring her once again. "Well, my name is Daisy, and I suppose yours is Dee?” Dee thought in his mind that she was that bad-looker. She wasn’t ugly as he thought. She was different from anyone he’s met in school. She wore this hippie grunge aesthetic clothing and had piercings, and her hair was fairy-like, with her natural hair color mixed with aqua blue color. She had tan skin like his uncle Ches but was more of a Carmel color. Her eyes were the most beautiful things that he ever saw. He could get lost in the dark pools of her eyes, so he returned from his headspace and replied to her, " Yeah." Before Daisy could utter anything else, the teacher began to talk and prepare for today's lecture. “Shit, I forgot to bring a pencil,” Daisy mumbled. A pencil slid on the desk in front of her. "Just use mine. I already know all the material." Dee said, still looking out the window. Daisy was surprised but still thankful nonetheless. "Thanks, Dee," Daisy whispered before she used the pencil to take notes.

“Thanks again for letting me use your pencil ." Daisy tried to hand Dee the pencil, but he refused. "Just use that one for now. I have an extra at home," Dee said before picking his backpack up and walking out of the classroom. "Daisy! Did you talk to him for me ?" Diana asked before picking her bag from the floor and walking to the new girl. "No, sorry, he barely even talked to me. I'll get in a good word. Eventually, I promise." Daisy said, leaving the class with Diana. "Yeah, don't worry about it. He's a pretty cold person.

What class do you have next?" She asked before grabbing the schedule from Daisy's hands. "Oh, dammit, we have different classes. I have chemistry, and you have English. Don't worry; I'll show you where your class is, though!" Diana said in seemingly one breath. The two walked in a comfortable silence, except for Diana waving to certain people she saw walk past her every so often, and some people looked at Daisy, and so guys catcalled her. Diana stopped in front of the class and motioned for Daisy to enter. "We don't have any more classes together, and I'm pretty sure, so I'll see you after school!" Diana waved and left Daisy, walking towards her group of friends.'Ouch. I should have known we wouldn't be friends right away, though.' She thought, walking to her teacher's desk. The teacher looked up at her and smiled. "So you must be Margarita, the new student! The principal told me everything, so there is no need to worry. You can take a seat in the back." She said, motioning towards the empty desk in the back row. This was how the entire day went. Just Daisy was talking with teachers and sitting at new desks. That was until she walked home after school and stopped in that same alleyway for a quick smoke.

You look young to be smoking something like that!" A boy said from behind Daisy, causing her to jump and drop her cigarette. She turned to see a youngish boy with red hair and a black shirt. "Jesus, don't you know, never scare a lady, especially in an alleyway?!" Dash yelled, picking up her cigarette and clutching her rapidly beating heart. "Sorry! My brother and I usually cut through here as a shortcut, but he's doing something important at school, so he sent me home instead." The redhead said, clutching onto his backpack. "My name is Heavy!" He said, watching Daisy take a hit from her cigarette. "Yeah, I'm Daisy. I just moved here." They both stared at each other briefly until Heavy blushed and broke the silence. "Can I walk home with you? I have nothing else to do except wait for Dee." Daisy coughed uncontrollably at the smoke she inhaled when she heard that name. "Dee? As in blonde hair in a ponytail, eyeliner, and piercings?" Heavy smiled even brighter and laughed. "Yes, that's him! You know him?" Daisy threw her cigarette, stomped on it to put it out, and walked out of the alleyway with Heavy. "Yeah, sort of. I sit next to him in history." Heavy oohed as he walked down the sidewalk with Daisy.

"Heavy, can I ask you a question?" She asked, looking at the boy and noting a significant size difference. He looked at her and nodded."So then you're fifteen like Dee, right?" She glanced at Heavy and shook her head. "Oh well, I'm thirteen. Why do you smoke?" Heavy asked, still smiling. "Why do you ask a lot of questions?" "Fair point. While they were walking, they heard footsteps behind them, and it was Dee. “Oh hey, Dee, I was waiting for you at our shortcut when I ran into Daisy.” Dee looks at Heavy with embarrassment and annoyance. “Hi, Dee,” said Daisy with a smile. Dee blushed so hard when she smiled that he turned red like a cherry. Heavy walked next to Dee and whispered, "Your girlfriend, really pretty, Dee.” Dee turned even more red than ever and said, “She is not my girlfriend!!” Daisy and Heavy both laughed . Dee pulled Heavy from his Backpack and dragged him. “Come on Heavy we should go Dad is going to get worried about and Mom is going to be pissed if we’re not at home on time.” Dee let go of Heavy and then started to walk home “Bye it was nice to meet you Daisy. I hope I’ll see you again. Bye” yelled Heavy. “Bye Dee, Bye Heavy it was nice meeting you too.” said Daisy as she waved her hand goodbye. As Daisy walked home, she looked at the scenery of the street and how different it was from Brazil. She missed the smell of the fresh fruit for the fruit cart and the smell of the salty ocean. She missed the hustle and bustle of the streets of the city. Now here in Russia was the sound of silence and the smell of frost and cigarette smoke in the air. When she arrived at the apartment at the doorstep. Her Father opened the door and welcomed her. “So, I made dinner for use would you like some?,""Sure” Daisy said The both set up the table for dinner and her father came back from the kitchen with their food. “So how was school? Did you make any friends?” he said in a happy tone in his voice, obviously Daisy thought he was faking to be kind to her because he was just a responsible to him. Daisy was looking at her dad with a fake cheery tone. “Yay, I made a friend. Her name is Diana and she has Pink hair, well I think she is some sort of popular girl in school.”she chuckled a little bit. “Really, I remember when I was in high school there was a popular kids a school and they were kinda jerks.” he chuckled as well

“Well she’s not like that, like she is popular but not in the mean way.” Daisy. As they talked and ate their food, her father brought up her mom and how she was this free spirit and wild and how her father and mom met each other. “You look so much like your mother.”he said and one tear slipped out of his eye. Daisy tears spill from her eyes too, “I know, I miss your mom too.” Her father said as he hugged her with a warm embrace. “Well look at the time, we should be heading to bed , you have school in the morning. She walked up the stairs to her new bedroom and getting ready for bed. Y/n plopped back onto her bed and started at the ceiling for a while, before plugging her headphones into her phone and shuffling her playlist. Daisy wiped away some of her tears before they fell, and turned onto her side.

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Hey you guys thank you for supporting me with my fanfic and I just wanted to let you know that most of my titles are going to be base on songs from my playlist and all so I am going to give you images of what most of Daisy’s outfits just in case you guys need a reference . Also if you’re willing to give me ideas for upcoming chapters, but your ideas in the comments section. Thank you

[moody-mod]

Pole for the homies

[cal-cium-the-nerd]

SO I KNOW THIS ISN’T THE UPDATE YOU GUYS WANTED OR WERE EXPECTING BUT IT’S WHAT I HAVE.

Words: 3717

Chapters: 1/1

Summary: Commander Kana seems to have accidentally stolen her father’s alchemical ingredients! It is now the mission of our favorite little girls to return them to Kael’s workshop before anyone notices they’re missing.

A story featuring one of the many adventures of Captain Kirielle, Lieutenant Nochka, and Commander Kana (with the occasional appearance of General Imaya and Admiral Zach).

[rpmaniac]

Senior Staff of the USS Vega

Acting Captain - Admiral Sashal Pevok

First Officer - Commander Elisa Flores

Chief Medical Officer - The Doctor (rescued from the dilithium mines by the efforts of the Soong Foundation and his “brother” from Voyager)

Nurse - Korkon, Klingon exchange officer

Science Officer - Lt. Commander Stutenog

Tactical Officer/Chief of Security - Lieutenant Jamaal Casey, Starfleet Intelligence

Chief Engineer - Lieutenant Nen Peraan

Operations Officer - Lieutenant Z’hohl Trahl

[lesbianrobinnbuckley]

Favorite Sasha Velour performances - [3/?] This Woman’s Work

All the things we should've done that we never did All the things that you wanted from me All the things that you needed from me All the things I should've given but I didn't Oh, darling, make it go away, just make it go away

[fallingawaywithmuse]

Oct 28 2003 #MuseHistory @muse performed at Sashall in #Florence - They played a 19 song set supporting Absolution #Muse #MuseLive #MattBellamy #DomHoward #ChrisWolstenholme #MuseHistoricalSociety (at Sashalll) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVk6WN2rxVR/?utm_medium=tumblr

[mage-witha-glock]

*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker, at Imaya's*

Zorian: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Everyone:

Kael: ...I did. I broke it.

Zorian: No. No you didn't. Kirelle?

Kirelle: Don't look at me. Look at Daimen.

Daimen: What?! I didn't break it.

Kirelle: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Daimen: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Kirelle: Suspicious.

Daimen: No, it's not!

Rea: If it matters, probably not, but Imaya was the last one to use it.

Imaya: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Rea: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Imaya: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Rea!

Kael: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Zorian.

Zorian: No! Who broke it!?

Everyone:

Daimen: Zorian... Zach's been awfully quiet.

Zach: rEALLY?!

*Everyone starts arguing*

Zorian telepathetically to Xvim in the room: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.

Zorian: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Zorian: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

[lostinthewinterwood]

Gen Freeform Exchange 2020

Hey friend!

I’m looking forward to whatever you’re going to make for me—if you want to take what was in my sign-up and run with it, go right ahead!  But if you’re looking for more inspiration/ideas, keep right on reading.

If you’re not my assigned person, and are instead a generous person looking at this letter for treating purposes, I’d be happy to get treats in any medium.

General DNW

Rape/non/dub-con; non-canonical major character death; heavy angst; hurt no comfort; graphic depictions of deliberate and methodical self-harm*; graphic depictions of suicide; anything E rated; gore; heavy gender dysphoria; grimdark; complete downer endings; character bashing; incest; cringe comedy; a/b/o; mpreg; full setting AUs (canon-divergence is fine); graphic eye trauma; graphic and/or permanent hand trauma (unless the setting can provide a more-or-less fully functional prosthetic or equivalent); issuefic; unrequested identity headcanons.

*I don’t include things like, say, punching a wall in a fit of emotion under this. however, something like cutting would not be appreciated.

 General Likes

– I really like plotty fics

– Secret identity and disguise shenanigans, the more layers to them and more absurdity the better.

– Crossdressing for whatever reason and gender disguises, also for whatever reason.

– Time travel and time loops are always fun, especially as a fix-it.  I have a general preference for Peggy Sue style (aka, an older character getting put back in their younger body at an earlier point in the timeline) over the character’s physical body stepping back in time, but either one is good.

– A focus on family and/or friendship, especially characters realizing they’re not nearly as alone as they think they are, and just generally characters who like each other and enjoy spending time together

– Found family; families of choice

– Character studies

– Worldbuilding

All of my requests have way too many tags to relist them here, but if you’re at a loss for what to do, anything in a given request’s tags is obviously fair game; don’t feel bound by them either, since I’m definitely interested in more things than just those which appear in the tag requests.

 Fandom-specific prompts and DNWs

 Mother of Learning

Fandom-specific DNW: physical parental abuse within the Kazinski family, significant exaggeration of canonical emotional neglect/abuse/general family dysfunction, any implication or presence of romantic and/or sexual Zach/Zorian, either Raynie or the rest of her tribe being portrayed as Absolutely Right And Entirely Justified in all of their actions

 Neoluma-Manu Iljatir & Zach Noveda

Solo: Zach Noveda

Zach Noveda & Zorian Kazinski

Fanfiction

I’d generally prefer something set at least in part after the time loop begins, but beyond that I don’t have a strong preference for where in the timeline this might be set.  Maybe something from before Zorian got looped in—maybe one of the iterations where Zach and Neolu just went off across the country having fun the whole month? Zach doing whatever, possibly very early on, or maybe him freaking out a little because what the hell, time travel is supposed to be impossible, and yet—what did he do in the start? Some canon-type shenanigans with Zach and Zorian together because there aren’t lasting consequences to their actions?

Or for post-canon, I’d really like an exploration of Zach, who’s got the lived-time of a middle-aged man and the body of a teenager—how does he relate to his classmates/other people in the real world, where everyone’s growing again?  Maybe something about his lawsuit against his caretaker, or just a little thing with him, Zorian, and How Do You Live Normally, Again?  This Is Hard, or some such thing.

One tag I like especially—though obviously if you didn’t match on it you needn’t include it—is “Character expected to die but didn’t and now has no idea how to live anymore,” since Zach definitely didn’t fully expect he would get a chance to live through the rest of his adolescence/adulthood, and something delving into that would be really interesting!

 Raynie & Raynie’s Tribe

Raynie & Kiana

Fanfiction, Podfic

I love Raynie, and I love the little glimpses we get into her character and her past in canon!

For her I was thinking maybe something after the invasion, maybe her going home again.  I’d love to see a reconciliation between her and her tribe, and a settling of the issues and problems that led to her being sent away.

If I’ve got my timeline right, her brother should be old enough to have reasonable interactions with; I’d really enjoy something dealing with the tension between them, letting them reconcile and build a better sibling relationship.

Alternatively, if we’re going for pre-canon, I’d really enjoy something dealing with her initial arrival in Cyoria and befriending Kiana.

 Cikan Kazinski & Kirielle Kazinski

Solo: Kirielle Kazinski

Nochka Sashal & Kirielle Kazinski

Zorian Kazinski & Kirielle Kazinski

Fanfiction

I’d really like something focusing on Kirielle here—she is, after all, the uniting factor in this set of requests.

I’ve got a few ideas for what could come of this!

-- Kirielle and her mother.  For this one, I’d rather it not be anything where Cikan can be described as “winning” a confrontation—I’d much rather have it be a confrontation where it either ends neutrally or in Kiri’s favor, or a reconciliation when Kiri’s a bit older, coming to understand each other better.  I’d be down for Cikan realizing that Kiri is her own person, and can forge her own way in life, if you can get a story there, but I’m not sure if there’s an in-character way to do so, given how she still relates to Daimen, a successful adult in his own right.

-- Kirielle and Nochka.  They’re adorable and I’d love a further development of their friendship, especially getting to see it grow and develop over the months and years after the invasion.

-- Kirielle and Zorian.  I love their dynamic!  And again here I’d really enjoy seeing their relationship developing in real time, rather than a constantly looping world.  I think it would be great to see either of them defending the other to their parents—and maybe Zorian ends up with custody of Kiri, there’s definitely things to explore there.

-- Kirielle.  I’d be here for any sort of character study of Kiri, really, but I’m gonna prompt a few specific things anyway.

---- She grows up a little, and becomes a student mage—what’s that like for her, especially having received Zorian’s tutelage?

---- She grows up a little, and doesn’t seriously pursue magic—does she devote herself more seriously to art?  Do something else?  Get away from her parents, and get to just be a kid for a little longer than her siblings?

---- By some mechanism, Kirielle gets pulled into the time loop, whether with Zorian, instead of him, or in some utterly unrelated incident. What’s it like to grow older and older in life experience while your body remains stubbornly nine?  How does this change the story?  If you go this route I’d rather looper!Kiri not be erased in the timeline of the fic—ending the fic before it becomes an issue or letting her escape back to the real world are what I’d rather see.

---- For some reason—there’s actually a fair amount that’d have to change here, but shhh this is my ridiculous self-indulgent prompt—Kirielle is the Controller.  How does she react to being in a looping world, with no one else looping she can possibly compare notes with?  What does she do with her time?  Why did the angels choose her?  How does this impact canon—is Jornak even a problem, does the whole Sovereign Gate affair pass much as it was meant to rather than the debacle that became of it in canon?

 Solo: The Ghost Serpent

Solo: Quatach-Ichl

Fanfiction, Podfic

So, these two are just… they’re old.  They’re very old; QI, the younger, is still a thousand years old, and they’ve just seen so much??  I’d love some sort of exploration of the world’s history through either of their eyes.

For the Ghost Serpent, I’d be very interested in what it saw the other Branded Ones do that put it off of them so badly.

For QI, I’m interested both in the world history around him and also how he became what he is—why/how did he become a lich in the first place?  Who was he before?  Why did he get a divine blessing?  What did he think of the gods falling silent?  What was the Necromancer’s War like?

For this prompt, I’d be down for an in-universe document or legend/folktale/fairytale about them, rather than an ordinary narrative. I’d also definitely be down for something like an epic poem or story-song, if you feel so inclined.

  Star Wars Rebels

Alexsandr Kallus & Garazeb “Zeb” Orrelios

Fanfiction

I’m a total sucker for the enemies-to-allies redemption arc that Kallus and Zeb have going and really, anything exploring that dynamic I’d be down for.  Post-Honorable Ones is probably better—there’s a bit more to work with there—but mutual respect/grudging acknowledgement from before that point would be great too.

That being said, I would also be super down for one or both of them mentally travelling back in time and whatever ridiculous shenanigans emerge from that—honestly most of my tags can be interpreted as prompts for that, if you squint at least.

  Star Wars Rebels: Servants of the Empire

 Solo: Zare Leonis

Solo: Dhara Leonis

Zare Leonis & Dhara Leonis

Fanfiction

These poor kids, god.  I love them and I love their siblingship and I just, I want more. A lot of the freeforms I’m asking for are geared towards the aftermath of Secret Academy, and Dhara’s recovery and her relationship with Zare throughout that.  Do feel free to bring in their parents, too, though it’s by no means necessary.

Other things I’d be interested in include various types of role reversals and how that changes things—maybe it’s Zare who’s older, with a Force-sensitive little sister in Dhara, or the ages are the same and the Force sensitivity is flipped, or maybe Zare’s Force sensitive as well as Dhara, or the ages and Force sensitivity are flipped, making Zare Force sensitive and older and Dhara not force sensitive as well as being younger.

Another interesting thing would be exploring Zare readjusting to a civilian life; he’s quite conditioned into being so careful and military in his dress and his living space—does he keep that going? Let it fade?  Deliberately reject it?

 Solo: Lieutenant Chiron

Zare Leonis & Lieutenant Chiron

Fanfiction, Podfic

I love Chiron, he’s such an interesting character, and I am Big Sad that he doesn’t appear in any fics on ao3 as of yet.  He strikes me very much as a good man who doesn’t really know most of the bad things his government is doing; he cares about Zare and he cares that there’s abuses of power and murder going on at the academy; he truly, genuinely wants to make the galaxy a better place.

I would love to see a story where he lives through the climax of Secret Academy and, however that happens, is thus forced to question his government from that, since I’m also Big Sad that he died before he had that chance; failing that it would be interesting to have a fic exploring his past and how he came to be part of the imperial war machine, I think.

For him and Zare post-canon, assuming an AU where they both survive, I’d be down to see them rebuilding the relationship they had before and regaining some sort of trust/regard for each other.

  Original Works

Fandom-specific DNW: the word “queerplatonic” being used to describe relationships (writing something that you’d normally consider it is fine!  I just don’t really like the term), fics that are All About Being Trans And/Or Disabled, neopronouns, nondysphoric trans characters.

 Archmage & Apprentice

Failed Chosen One & New Chosen One

Girl Who Killed The Dark Lord & Her New Inherited Minions Who She Would Like To Be Less Scared

Fanfiction

I love fantasy, including space fantasy, and so many of its associated tropes: magic, destiny and fate and the subversion thereof, people being fundamentally human whilst caught up in something far beyond them…

This one’s a bit harder to prompt for, but looking through the tags I asked for should give you a decent idea for what I like; see also the general likes section above.

Thank you for creating for me!! I’m sure whatever you make will be lovely, and I’m looking forward to seeing it :D

[aen-lliash]

I feel terrible that I keep forgetting about my Cardassian captain. A playable Cardassian!! Something I’d been wanting!! For years!! And she has a 99% Cardassian crew!!

I need to take more screenshots of my boffs anyway, I often put a lot of work into them only for them to be kinda blurred out in most of my edits lmao. So here’s one of Inosh’s officers, Sashal!

[thebrandgroupinc]

Major love to @theshaderoom ❤️ If you haven’t already make sure y’all check out @sashalance new single “Pull Up” available now on all streaming outlets. #SashaLance #NewMusic #PullUp #thebrandgroup https://www.instagram.com/p/BoQDCtlnrPS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=b7sqn3zve84r

[malklavian]

two major NPCs in our campaign turned out to be more personally involved than we initially thought and now we probably gotta kill one of em and it’s Sad because we assume he’s possessed by smth Really Fucking Evil and just bad things are happening all over the place (i love it) dark lil passage sits below

Sashal tried his best to understand the man he loved, but Sinclaire had been making it really hard lately. He grew distant. Aloof. Apathetic. Impossible to communicate with. They didn’t even fight. They just seemed to live in completely different worlds.

 “I’m worried about you,” he began the dreaded conversation one fateful day. Sinclaire was at his desk, working on something he never fully disclosed.

“Everything is fine, dear,” the half-elf mumbled. Didn’t even look up. “Don’t worry.”

Sashal couldn’t take it anymore. He slammed his fist onto the desk.

“That’s all you’re gonna say to me? After all these fucking years? I gave you my promise to be by your side through thick and thin, no matter what happens. I can’t do that if you shut me out. I know something’s wrong. This isn’t like you. Please, Sinclaire... talk to me.” 

Sinclaire had yet to show a substantial reaction. until he stood up abruptly.

A brief silence. 

With a burst of inhuman strength and speed, Sashal was pushed against the wall, one hand gripping his neck, lifting him off the ground, the other holding a gun against his lips.

Crimson vessels stood out around Sinclaire’s wide-open, bright blue eyes. Corners of his lips curled up into a monstrous sneer. A completely different person.

“I have nothing to say to you, you fucking parasite.”  

[luckychurch]

My brother @datwon you continue to be a true friend, an advocate for genuine stories in Music culture and just an all around good person who has NEVER changed no matter what you’ve accomplished. Thank you for being you my brother! Also thank you for covering the story on our client @nemakamar and her amazing NYC Music Showcase @nemasboomboomroom .... we appreciate you. The love and support is real! #NBBR #NemaKamar #SashaLance #ImanShumpert #NewMusic #MusicShowcase #HipHop #RnB #Pop #TheRapFest #Rapfest #NYCHottestShowcaee #Talent #Neyo #WorldOfDance (at New York, New York)

[milyie1]

What people expect gen z to name their kids:

If you have triples, what will you name them? Mine is:

Sashal, Distauns, and Quarintina.