#so i'm hauling ass in the morning and getting to the bus stop like an hour earlier than usual

[teethrotter]

panic

[queen-elizab3th]

Electric Callboy @ Palladium, Times Square, NYC [09.15.23]

Small disclaimer:

Anyone can reblog this, it's all good. Also, this post is very long.

I have no idea where to even start. The moment my sister (@mrs-kaunisvesi) and I got there, it was pure fangirl chaos for me and her lmao. We were the first ones there and got to see the boys get off their bus.

When they weren't busy hauling their suitcases and what not into the venue, we stopped each of them when we could and took pics with them. The first one we stopped was David.

David was so sweet. We didn't wanna take up too much of his time because he seemed busy. After taking the picture, I asked for a hug and he smiled and said "sure" enthusiasticly, and gave me a quick hug. I'm pretty sure he giggled because I made a weird noise as I hugged him lmao. When I'm excited I make weird sounds, okay?? Lmao

After that, he went back on the bus. Some time later, he came off the bus, carrying more stuff. Whoever was their camera person that follows them around filming their vlogs was also there? The camera was on David. I have no idea what david was saying because I wasn't close enough to hear, but after talking, he pointed to me and my sister and then the camera panned towards us. Like the idiots we are, all we could do was stand there, wave and smile. So we might be on a vlog?? 😂

The second one we met was Pascal.

I was a little hesitant to go up to him because he was on his phone and I didn't know if he was doing something important. My sister called out to him and he immediately walked towards us. He smiled and said good morning. He didn't seem to be in a rush, and was very polite. He legit had a small conversation with us, asking why we were there so early and how he was on his way to have a nice walk. After the picture, I asked for a hug. Ngl, his hug had me like 🥴. He was taller than I expected, I felt like my facial expression, as I looked up at him, was like an excited child lol. And... He smelled nice. After the hug, he thanked us for being there and said it was nice to meet us. 😭

After a while, we met kevin. Kevin was very friendly and I could tell he was happy to meet us and take pics. His presence felt very welcoming and warm. Also, this man got me fucked up. Weak at the knees af. 🥵 I asked for a hug and he said "of course", he then proceeded to give me one of the greatest hugs of all time. This big ass man engulfed me in his arms. It was like someone put a blanket over me. 💀 When I hugged him, I remember feeling his strong shoulder blades and feeling a type of bliss I've never felt before. AND HE SMELLED SO GOOD 😭. His cologne actually clung onto my sweater for a while. Later, I jokingly told my sister that I'd never wash my sweater again. 😂

Next, we met Daniel K.

Meeting him went very quickly. I don't know if he was tired or just wanted to be alone while he smoked. Hesitantly, my sister asked if we could take pics, he said "yeah". He seemed to be soft spoken. Idk if shy is the right word to use to describe how he was but he was definitely mellow. I was verrrry shy to ask for a hug but I asked anyway, and he he agreed. This time around, I know for a fact that when I hugged him, I made a small squeaking sound of excitement and he giggled gently. I'm definitely over exaggerating here, but I felt like he giggled right next to my earhole because my spider senses started tingling. I blushed internally lol.

Last was Nico. (Please excuse my crazy ass face. Idk what happened to me. 😂)

I spotted Nico randomly speed walking out of a side entrance of the venue with some crew members. I panicked, slapped my sister's shoulder and pointed at him lmao. He's my sister's favorite and so she chased him down. She called out to him and he turned. She asked for pics and he very politely told us that he can but that we needed to be quick because he was busy. After we took pics he thanked us for coming and walked away quickly. He was very sweet. I wish we could've interacted more but it's all good because this mf made hella eye contact with me during the show lol. Little sis DEFINITELY wasn't jealous at all. 😅

Unfortunately, neither of us got to meet Daniel H. Earlier, when we got there, we were able to shout hi to him when he walked out of the bus. He said hi back and waved to us. Then he went into the venue and we didn't see him again until he was on stage. He's so cute irl with his lil glasses. ☺️

~

The actual show, was fucking amazing. We got VIP so we were right up against the barricade. There were bodies flying over my head but I didn't care because I was having so much fun singing my heart out and just vibing. It was so wild and hot and sweaty but I was having the time of my life.

I made a TON of eye contact with Daniel H. He winked at me a few times and gave me some cheeky looks. 🫠 Whenever he looked over at me, I was really feeling myself and unintentionally would stare into his eyes while singing the lyrics to whatever song that was playing. I say 'unintentionally' because we would randomly just lock eyes when it was least expected, and I'm NOT just gonna look away lmao.

Nico winked at me and we had small moments where it felt like we were singing to eachother.

I remember at some point when it was quiet and the guys were having one of their talking points, I screamed kevins name and waved, he smiled and waved back. 😭

Important piece of context for this next bit:

The night before, my sister made me make a sign for David. Originally, I didn't want to because I was shy and didn't wanna feel dumb holding it up. Also, I'd never made a sign for anything or anyone in my life. Eventually, I gave in and made a sign asking for a drumstick. (pic included further down)

During one of the first talking points, I screamed David's name. I waved, got his attention, and held up my sign. The moment he squinted, I shit myself because I knew he was trying to read my sign. He gave me a big smile and waved... I was sent to the after life. 😂

I was able to get David's attention multiple times because I have an obnoxiously enormous crush on him and I'm loud af. All I did was scream his name the whole time lmfao. And every single time, he'd either wave, or point at me and wink. 💀💀💀

At the very end of the show, the band was throwing guitar picks and setlists. David walked up to the front of the stage and threw drumsticks out to fans. I remember, he had 2 drumsticks left in his hand and when he also noticed that, he kind of looked at me and with his body language told me to wait one second. He threw one of the 2 drumsticks into the air, and then finally he was down to one. He then walked as close to the edge of the stage as possible, kissed his drumstick, leaned over, gave it to me, and bowed, like a fucking prince handing me a rose.

.......The blood flow to my brain shut off 🤯

I honestly don't know how in the fuck I was able to function at all after that. I was the happiest person on the planet at that very moment. I'm tearing right now just thinking about it.

~

After the show was over, we decided to wait outside to see if we could finally meet Daniel H. Unfortunately, again, we weren't able to get a hold of him. As he was leaving the building, he had a ton of stuff on him and I didn't wanna make him put his stuff down for us so we just told him goodnight and he smiled at us before disappearing.

We ended up waiting for the rest of the guys too.

When I saw David leave the building, I froze up. My sister dragged me by the arm while calling his name and asked, "can my sister hug you?". (I heard someone behind me say "aww" and I felt like curling into a ball and rolling away.) David literally stopped walking, parked his suitcase with his stuff next to some crew members, and turned around. He looked at us and was like "Yeah, I saw you in the front row", and smilled gently. He turned to me and gave me a proper hug. I hugged that man so tight, I could smell his cologne. While hugging I told him I loved him and I was so deliriously flustered that I don't even remember if he said anything back. He might have thanked us for being there. He hugged my sister. Then went to talk to other fans that were there briefly.

We also saw Nico, Kevin, and Pascal, but they seemed too busy to stop plus they had all this luggage with them. We did all manage to tell eachother goodnight. ☺️

~

And that was it! There might've been a few small things I forgot to talk about but the Majority of it is there. This was a lot for me but in a good way.

Greatest night of my life and I'm so happy that I was able to share it with my sister (and mom, she was there too).

If I could do it all over again, I would.

✨💖✨

[artificialqueens]

I look spooky but I'm really nice (Vatya) Remény

AN at end of fic.

Tap, tap, tap

I woke to hear knocking on glass, one of my friends must have forgotten their dorm key again and I was the convenient friend who lived on the main floor. I had only been in this dorm room 4 days and people knocking on the damn window had already happened three fucking times. One wasn’t even a friend!! Hazards of living close to the front entrance I guess.

I sighed heavily and hauled myself out of bed and into my wheelchair. Whoever it was, they were going to get ran over! “Damn accessible dorms being on the main floor! Stupid fire safety!” I grumbled. I checked my watch, it was 3:20 in the damn morning! I yanked the cheap accordion blind up, ready to give them hell.

The Tap, tap, tap came again and that’s when I realized it was coming from the mirror.

Again.

“Nope, nope, nope! This is not happening!” I said, going around the room and flipping on the light switch and my bedside lamp and my vanity light and the bathroom light. “First thing in the morning, I am banging down maintenance’s door and getting rid of you! I don’t know what I am going to tell them yet, obviously the first reason I gave them wasn’t good enough to make it happen.”

tap, tap, tap

“NO! SHUT UP! Listen to me, I’m sorry I laughed when my friend said this room was haunted, I’m sorry alright?” I babbled as I paced from one side of the room to the next.

tap, tap, tap

“Stop that right now! Listen Mr or Miss or whatever the gender neutral term is. Listen ghost or spirit or living impaired, whatever you call yourself, I don’t want no trouble! If you leave me alone, I’ll leave you alone. Deal?” I stopped wheeling and ground my palms into my eyes, letting out an aggravated groan and face-planting myself onto my knees.

“You’re fine Violet! You. Are. Fine.” I whispered to myself, “you are just overtired. You know how your imagination gets going when you are tired. So you are going to sit up and turn off the lights, well MOST of the lights anyway, and get into bed. This is not real. You’re already probably just dreaming.”

I pulled my hands away as every light in the room systematically turned off, one after another. “Doooon’t dooo thaaat!” I panicked and wheeled towards the door, banging into every piece of furniture on the way.

tap, tap, tap

“Ouch! Quit it! Dammit! That’s gonna leave a mark!”

tap, tap, tap

I jammed my fingers in the process of finding the door knob, sicking my thumb in my mouth and tasting the metallic tang of blood. I finally located the knob but it wouldn’t budge. “No! No! No! This can’t be happening!”

tap, tap, tap

“CUT IT OUT!!” I flipped the switch madly but the lights would NOT come on. “Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!” I started to pound on the thick metal door with my palm. “Help! Help me! I’m stuck!”

My desk lamp flickered a few times and then stayed on and there was a more insistent tap, tap, tap and my phone lit up.

MY PHONE! I can call Katya!! She has the spare key to my room in case I’m ever sick and can’t get to the door! If I can call her, she’ll come rescue me!

“Ok ghosty person,” I said to the room at large, “uh I’m gonna cross the room now. Th…thank you for turning on a light for me.”

tap, tap, tap

“I REEEALLY wish that you’d stop doing that.” I inched along the room, giving the mirror an extra wide berth. “Don’t look in the mirror, don’t look in the mirror, don’t look in the mirror.” I repeated over and over under my breath to myself, eking across the floor at a snail’s pace not to scare him/her/it.

tap, tap, tap

I jumped and looked towards the mirror, dumbest thing ever. You know what happens though, when you hear a noise, you turn to see what it is out of instinct. Then the room went dark and I screamed like a little girl.

And then, there she was. White-blonde cloud of hair and pale skin, well d’uh she WAS a ghost after all, the most unsettling thing about her was her eyes. They were devoid of any colour. She was standing in the mirror, hands pressed on the glass, dressed all in black which contrasted with the white and made it look even more shocking.

“Boo!” She exclaimed with a smile. I jumped almost to the ceiling and fell out of my chair, whacking my head on the footplate. HARD! Like bitch-I’m-from-Chicago-and-I’ll-kick-your-ass hard.

Next thing I know, I’m having the stuffing shaken from me. I let out a little yelp and the being relented.

“Возлюбленная? Violet, speak to me.” A sweet thickly-accented Russian voice that I recognized spoke. I opened my eyes and blinked at the weak sunlight that was streaming through the window blind I had angrily and haphazardly opened the night before.

I lifted my splitting head from the floor and looked around frantically for the girl without looking at the mirror.

“Vhat are you looking for? Vhat happened? I vas vaiting for you at front door. Vhen you didn’t come, I got key for room. Can you sit? I bring chair over.”

“Thanks,” I said with a nod, my chair was almost 2 feet away. God my head hurt, I pulled myself to sitting as Katya pulled my chair up and put on the brakes. I hoisted myself up, thankful for my slight gymnast frame…well slight former-gymnast frame.

Katya got down on her knees so we were the same level and pulled me into a gentle hug. “You are shaking? Vhy? Did someone come in room?”

I let out a little chuckle as she let me go, “in a manner of speaking. Yes and no.”

“I am not understanding, both nyet and da at same time?” I loved how Katya cocked her head to one side like an adorable blonde puppy when she asked a question.

“It is a long story, but it’s fine now darling. I think I just had a bad dream. Don’t worry!” I reassured Katya with whatever attempt I could make at a smile while my head basically felt like it was imploding.

“You vant pills for pain in head?”

“GOD YES! They’re in the bathroom.”

Katya grabbed the water off my table and brought it over, “I got vashcloth for head. Is bleeding.” She went behind me and started to wipe at the back of my head, her hands were gentle as an angel’s but I still let out a little hiss of pain. “I am sorry! Is not deep, like scrape, you need Doctor love?”

“No I’m ok, should we get going?”

“Nyet, ve are not going anyvhere but you go to bed for little bit.”

“No I’m ok, I swear! You’ve been looking forward to this Frosh week event at the board game cafe for days!” I insisted and checked my watch, it was 10:00. “C’mon,” I held her hand, “The bus leaves in 30 minutes. I just have to get out of this.” I pointed to my dorky zebra onesie. “Then we can go.”

She knelt down again and pulled my hands into hers. She spoke slowly and patiently, holding eye contact which was easy since I was always captivated by her baby blues. “You are more important than any cafe and is not like it vill not be there another time. Come.” She pulled me to the bed. “You need help?”

I shook my head and then stopped as a wave of dizziness hit me. I hated getting help, it always reminded me of after my accident when I couldn’t do anything for myself. When I was stuck in a hospital bed pissing into a bag and spending the day staring at the ceiling.

“Возлюбленная? Vhere did you go?”

“Sorry, took a roll down memory lane.” I sighed and let Katya help hold me up as I used the bars to transfer into bed, I let out a relieved sigh when I laid down. I felt the back of my head, I had one massive goose egg. Katya sat on the side of my bed, pushed my hair back off my face and gave me a gentle kiss.

“I vill go get ice for head, da? Then I let you sleep.”

I would say no but I knew she would do it anyway, I pulled her hand into mine and placed it over my chest and then up to my lips to kiss her palm, “ok, thank you but will you please stay with me when you get back?” I didn’t even want her to leave now and I swallowed around my pounding heart that felt like it was in my throat.

“Da! I mean yes! Of course I vill! But you are shaking again, should I call Resident Assistant to bring ice so I do not have to leave? Are you scared of something? Did someone hurt you? Vhat happened?” She fired off, worry clouding over her eyes.

“No! Don’t call the RA! She has to report accidents and she’ll make me go to the health center and wait forever and I really AM fine! It’s just a bump. I’ll be fine here, I’m just…uh cold.”

Katya twitched the blankets on top of me. “Are you sure?”

“Yes! Please don’t call Max! She has enough to deal with. They seriously need to pay RAs more than just free room and board!”

“Agreed. Ok I vill go fast.” She pressed my cell into my hand, “call me if you need something. Vhat food you like to eat? I vill get it vhen I get ice.”

“I would LOVE some coffee, I have some granola bars and fruit. I’m not very hungry but you should eat something. I’m f…fine here, take your time love.”

I totally didn’t mean that. I wanted her to sprint the whole way to the ice machine in the caf 2 buildings over but if I told her that, she would know I was scared and wouldn’t leave. She would also probably get Max, over what I was convinced with the boldness that came with day, was a bad dream. I still hadn’t looked at the damn mirror though.

“No I vill go fast.” She took her hand from my mouth, cupped my face and pressed a kiss onto my forehead, “rest please.” She stuck her keys back in her pocket and grabbed her purse. “I vill be right back,” she repeated before stepping out the door.

Katya was entirely too good to me considering the first impression I had with her. World Gymnastic Championships 2014, I was a stressed out child who was almost 16 and Katya was one year my senior.

It was between the short and long programs and team USA was passing by team Russia. My coach, ever the optimist, decided to introduce us. I guess he was thinking that with a common interest we would all hit it off. Wrong.

I kept my face sour as I was introduced to Katya, the bitch had almost beat me out in the short program and I was bitter that she had landed a perfect Omelianchik, a move that was the bane of my 15 years of existence. I stared her right in the eye and squeezed her hand really, REALLY hard when I shook it. Tears sprung into the corners of her eyes but she refused to retaliate and squeeze back.

She whispered venomously in my ear as our teams parted, “I vant to beat you because I am better than you, not because I hurt your hand. Is called sportsmanship, look it up.” She flipped her long blonde ponytail in my face as she turned and marched away.

Through the following year, we learned to have a mutual respect for each other. I apologized to her for how I acted when we first met and Katya graciously forgave me. We weren’t friends per se but not the vicious enemies we once were.

Then during the pre-olympic season, when I landed wrong during uneven bars training and fractured my spine, Katya was the first gymnast that was not on my team to reach out. She sent me a huge bouquet of flowers and a nice card, one of the first things I saw when I woke up from surgery and learned my life had been turned on it’s head.

About a week after my accident, I messaged her to thank her for the flowers and we started talking through email which turned into face-timing, which evolved into her flying to see me at the rehab centre I was at. I couldn’t believe that she flew halfway across the world to see me on her 4 day training break.

I made an offhand comment during one of our face-time marathons about ex girlfriend troubles and she told me she was bi. I was the first person she ever told, it was not safe to be out in Russia. It made me sad to know it still isn’t.

We got together almost a year ago and when she announced that got a full ride to Stanford, I was so excited because it was one of the 5 universities that sent me an acceptance letter too!

My phone buzzed, startling me out of my reverie. I had two new texts.

Katya - hey Возлюбленная, are you sure you do not want anything to eat? They just got in fresh bagels! Or they have the cracker and cheese plate you like? With the grapes? Please?

I grinned, knowing she would persist til I caved. She knew exactly how to get to me too, bread and cheese were like forbidden fruits in the gymnastics world. She worried about how little I ate but it was a habit that I found hard to break.

Me - cheese and crackers sounds great!! I’ll pay you back!

She must have been waiting with her phone out because her response was instantaneous.

Katya - I think the university does not mind if I treat you! I will be there in 5.

Me - K thank you!

I was still smiling when I checked the text from “Unknown caller”

Unknown Caller - Hello, I’m sorry I woke you up last night. I was bored. You’re much nicer than the last one.

I felt the smile slide off my face to be replaced with a look of confusion as I typed in.

Me - Who is this? You have the wrong number.

It didn’t take long to get a reply.

Unknown caller - No I don’t. I can’t talk right now, I’m strongest after 3, all you need to know is my name is Sharon and I may look spooky but I’m really nice. Please don’t get rid of me!

Author’s note:

Возлюбленная (Vozlyublennaya) means Sweetheart.

There was a prompt on pinterest that had to do with a haunted mirror and I felt inspired. I put a bunch of queen’s names in a random name generator because I couldn’t decide which queen to use as the living impaired person. The choices were Sasha, Shea, Robbie, Nina, Willam, Acid Betty, Laila, Thorgy, Trixie, Henny, Chad, Max and Sharon and it chose Sharon!!

I’m like the fanfiction tinkerbell…if Tink was in a chair and had an attitude. I will die without feedback so whether you love it or hate it, please tell me about it at @paperdollsandhyperbole! If you want more spooky stories or another chapter, hit a bitch up! I’m VERY excited to share this with you!

Love n glitter, Remeny

(Additional I-was-a-pharmacologist note: don’t put any meds in the bathroom, the heat and moisture from the shower can affect the efficacy of the medication.)