#text: jasmine b

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Yue Qingyuan and Tianlang Jun having tea together ☕

[Commission for @absolmon!]

[chrissssssmut]

How about a yandere fic for Karina for her b-day?

In where Karina invites her fellow idol Y/N to come celebrate her b-day in her home. Hopefully you add some smut 🫶🏻

HER BIRTHDAY, HER RULES

Karina x Male Idol Y/N

AN: Happy Birthday Karina! Decided to make this story first since its her birthday today! Back to regular programming!🥰💕

You hesitated outside the door, shifting the wrapped wine bottle in your hands. Karina had texted you personally a week ago.

“Hey Y/N. My birthday’s coming up. I’m throwing something small, just close friends. Would love for you to come.”

The fact that she’d invited you—you out of all the other idols—made your heart stutter a bit. You two had shared a few polite moments backstage at shows, stolen glances in green rooms, nothing more. Still, Karina had this way of making everything feel personal when she spoke to you. Like you mattered more than you should.

The door clicked open before you could knock.

Karina stood there, dressed in a silky midnight-blue robe that shimmered slightly under the warm lights behind her. It hung off one shoulder just enough to show the smooth slope of her collarbone.

“Y/N,” she purred, her lips tugging into a slow smile. “You made it.”

You smiled back, slightly stunned. “Of course. Wouldn’t miss your birthday.”

She leaned in, gave you a soft cheek kiss that lingered longer than expected. Her perfume was sweet—jasmine, maybe vanilla—and it fogged your brain just a bit.

When you stepped inside, the silence hit you.

No music. No chatter. No guests. Just the flicker of candles on the coffee table and a half-empty bottle of champagne.

You glanced around the penthouse. “Uh… am I early?”

Karina turned, pouring a glass like it was nothing. “Not at all. You’re actually the first one here."

She handed you a flute and raised her own. “Cheers.”

You clinked glasses with a soft smile. “To you.”

“To me,” she repeated, eyes locked on yours as she sipped.

Minutes turned into an hour. You sat on the couch, trading stories, laughing more than you expected to. Every few minutes you’d glance at your phone, expecting more guests to buzz the door, but nothing happened.

Finally, you asked, “So… are the others late or something?”

Karina blinked, then gave a tiny shrug. “They said they’d drop by. Maybe they flaked.”

She leaned closer, her fingers lightly brushing your knee. “But I’m glad you came. Honestly, I only really wanted to see you.”

Your throat tightened, heartbeat ticking a little too fast.

“Me?”

She smiled. “Yeah. You’ve been on my mind a lot lately. I figured tonight might be the perfect excuse to get you alone.”

Her words danced between casual and dangerously intimate.

You looked away, trying to collect yourself. “Maybe I should slow down on the drinks—”

Karina refilled your glass before you could protest. “Don’t be shy, Y/N. Just relax. It’s my birthday, remember? That means I get what I want.”

She sat closer, her thigh pressing against yours.

You took another drink.

Some time later…

Your limbs felt warm. Too warm. You were buzzing—not wasted, but definitely past the point of making sharp decisions.

Karina had settled on the floor in front of you now, sitting between your knees, her chin resting on your thigh. Her robe had slipped further, revealing the delicate strap of a lace bra.

“I always wondered what kind of drunk you are,” she murmured, fingers tracing lazy patterns on your knee. “Turns out you’re cute when you let your guard down.”

You chuckled, leaning back into the couch. “And you’re… kinda dangerous.”

She grinned, tilting her head. “Is that a complaint?”

“No. Just an observation.”

Her eyes darkened a shade. “Good. Because I like when you look at me like that.”

She leaned in closer, lips inches from your throat. “You know, I wasn’t lying when I said other people were invited. I just… never sent the invites.”

You blinked. “Wait—what?”

“I wanted tonight to be just us. I wanted…” She paused, her hand slipping up your thigh, slow, deliberate. “…to finally have you to myself.”

Your breath caught.

She leaned up, kissing your jaw lightly. “Tell me to stop.”

You didn’t.

She pulled back just slightly, eyes glittering with heat. “Didn’t think so.”

Your pulse was a wild thing beneath your skin, thudding in your ears like war drums.

Karina straddled your lap now, her knees pressing into the couch cushions on either side of your hips. The silk robe slid open as she moved, a glint of smooth thigh and lace flashing beneath it. Her fingers dragged up your chest slowly, nails light enough to tickle, but firm enough to leave you chasing every touch.

"You're so tense," she whispered, brushing your hair back. "Let me take care of you."

Your breath hitched as she leaned in, pressing her lips to your neck—not kissing, not yet. Just letting them hover, her breath hot against your skin.

“You have no idea,” you rasped, voice lower than it had been all night. “How long I’ve imagined this.”

“Oh?” she purred, dragging her tongue up the shell of your ear. “Tell me. What did you imagine, Y/N?”

You swallowed thickly, your hands finally moving to grip her waist. Her robe was hanging off her shoulders now, nothing between you but the thin silk belt and your self-control—both of which were about to snap.

“I imagined you like this,” you muttered. “On top of me. Taking control. Making me beg for it.”

Karina let out a soft, low laugh that vibrated against your throat. “Beg? You don’t need to beg. Not tonight.”

She leaned back just enough to untie the robe’s belt, slow and teasing. The knot slipped loose with a quiet whisper, and the robe fluttered open, revealing the full curve of her chest barely contained in a black lace bra, the matching panties hugging her hips like sin.

She reached for your shirt, tugging it up. “Off. I want to see you.”

You didn’t hesitate.

The second it was gone, her palms were on your bare chest, gliding, exploring—fingertips dragging down toward your abs like she was memorizing every inch of you.

"You've been hiding this under stage outfits and leather jackets? What a waste."

You laughed, breathless. "You watch me that closely?"

She smirked. "Only all the time."

Then her lips were on yours—no teasing now. No hesitation. Just heat. Her mouth was soft but demanding, her tongue sliding over yours with perfect control. She kissed like she meant it, like she needed it, and every brush of her lips made your body thrum.

When she pulled back, her lips were slick, swollen.

“I want you to do exactly what I say,” she whispered, grinding her hips against your growing bulge. “Can you be good for me, pretty boy?”

You groaned. “I’ll be whatever you want.”

Her grin turned wicked. “Lie back.”

You obeyed instantly.

Karina rose just enough to strip off the robe and toss it aside, then climbed back over you—only now, she took the belt from the robe in her hands. She leaned down and gently, with deliberate slowness, took your wrists and pinned them above your head.

She bound them together with practiced ease, then tied the belt to one of the couch’s vertical bars.

You tugged slightly, testing. Secure.

“Comfortable?” she teased, her eyes glittering with heat and something darker.

“Only if you sit on my face next.”

Her breath caught—and then she laughed, genuinely. “You’re cute when you’re desperate.”

She slipped down your body, kissing a trail across your chest, tongue flicking one of your nipples just to hear you gasp. Then she undid your belt, popped your jeans button with one hand, and tugged everything down in one swift motion.

Your cock sprang free—hard, leaking, and throbbing.

“Oh,” Karina whispered, staring for a moment before biting her lip. “Pretty.”

She wrapped her fingers around the base, pumping slowly, teasing you with feather-light strokes.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to see this?” she murmured. “All those times backstage when you’d talk to me with that perfect smile, and I’d wonder… if you’d fuck me as well as you sang.”

“Why don’t you find out,” you growled.

She glanced up, eyes dark. “Oh, I will.”

Then she leaned down—and took you in her mouth, slow and devastating.

Her tongue curled around your shaft as she sucked, mouth hot and wet, lips stretched perfectly. She started shallow, teasing the tip with little flicks of her tongue, before taking you deeper, inch by inch.

You groaned, arms straining against the restraints.

She moaned around you, the vibrations making your back arch. Her hands pinned your hips down, keeping you still as she worked you over—messy, relentless, eyes locked on yours the whole time.

“Fuck, Karina—” you gasped. “Gonna cum if you keep that up—”

She pulled off with a pop, saliva trailing from her lips. Without a word, she let your cock rest against her tongue, then lightly slapped it against it—once, twice—watching the way it twitched, glistening with spit. Her eyes never left yours as she dragged her tongue slowly up the underside, savoring the mess she’d made.

“Not yet,” she said sweetly. “You don’t get to finish until I say so.”

Then she stood, peeled off her panties, and straddled you again—her folds glistening with arousal, her chest heaving.

You looked up at her, completely undone. “You’re evil.”

She grinned. “You like it.”

She reached down, guided your cock to her entrance—and then slowly, deliciously, she sank down onto you.

Both of you groaned in unison.

She was tight. Warm. Wet. You could feel every inch of her, the way she clenched around you, how perfectly she fit.

She started to move—slow rolls of her hips, rocking back and forth, her hands planted on your chest. Her rhythm was devastating, pulling you right to the edge over and over.

“Look at you,” she moaned, riding you deeper, harder. “Tied up, moaning for me. You belong to me now, Y/N. No one else is going to get you like this.”

You could barely speak—just gasps, curses, your body shaking beneath hers.

“Say it,” she demanded, picking up pace. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You,” you choked out. “Fuck, Karina—it’s you. Always you.”

Her face lit up with something more than lust. Something fierce. Possessive. Triumphant.

She rode you harder now, skin slapping, your moans echoing in the room, tangled bodies slick with sweat and heat and everything you weren’t allowed to feel on stage.

When Karina’s rhythm grew erratic, her hands gripped your chest tighter, nails digging crescents into your skin. Her head dropped back, mouth parted, hair clinging to her damp neck as her moans turned into frantic whimpers.

“Fuck—Y/N—” she gasped, voice breaking. “I’m… I’m gonna cum—don’t stop—don’t fucking stop—”

Her thighs clenched around your hips, trembling as she rode you harder, faster, chasing that edge with a wild kind of desperation.

You reached up, your hands now free, grabbing her hips to hold her steady, thrusting up into her as her body tensed.

“Karina—cum for me,” you groaned. “I wanna feel you fall apart on me.”

That did it.

She let out a strangled cry as her orgasm slammed into her—“Oh my god—fuck, Y/N—yes—” Her hips stuttered, grinding down hard as her walls clenched around you, pulsing with heat and need.

Watching her come unraveled you completely.

“Shit—fuck—Karina—” you growled, eyes locked on her as your own climax surged through you.

You spilled into her, deep and hot, groaning into her neck as she kept moving—slow now, milking every drop, dragging her soaked folds along your cock with deliberate, overstimulating rolls of her hips.

“God, you fill me so well,” she whispered breathlessly, body twitching from aftershocks. “I can feel it inside me… so warm. So mine.”

You let your head fall back, completely ruined beneath her, chest heaving, sweat-slicked skin against silk and lace.

She leaned down, brushing her lips over yours with a satisfied smirk.

You lay back, skin damp, your heartbeat still stuttering as Karina curled up beside you on the couch.

“Happy birthday,” you breathed.

She smiled against your shoulder. “Best gift I’ve ever had.”

Then, after a pause, she whispered:

“You’re mine now, right?”

Your head turned. “Huh?”

She was still smiling, but there was something unreadable behind her eyes now.

“I mean, after tonight… there’s no going back. You know that, right?”

Her fingers trailed your chest, light but possessive.

You swallowed hard.

She leaned up to kiss you again—slow, sweet, and a little bit dangerous.

And in that moment, you couldn’t tell if you were drunk on the alcohol… or her.

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Homepage Lines - Citron's Birthday (2025)

graphics and proofreading by myuntachis! text version under the cut!

Spring Troupe

Sakuya: I found a picture book I think you’ll like, Citron-san! I’ll read it to you.

Masumi: I made a costume for Citron Junior. Why an alpaca? … It just kinda looks like him.

Tsuzuru: Happy b-day, Citron-san. I came up with a manzai routine themed around “birthdays” for today.

Itaru: Happy bappy, Citron~ I am always grateful for you. … This is lowkey taking me back to a certain April Fool’s.

Citron: I am very happy right now. I will sushi that with everyone as well. I’m starting the hug festival!♪

Chikage: This year’s wish is a dance, huh. I’m not sure it’ll live up to Citron’s expectations, but I’ll give it a try.

Summer Troupe

Tenma: I’d like to do a manzai themed play with Citron one day. I guess we’ll need Tsuzuru-san for it too?

Yuki: Citron, let me know when you need a new costume for your manzai. I’ll give you an even better one than what you have now.

Muku: Now, may I have this dance? One, two, three… Dancing the waltz with you is a lot of fun, Citron-sama.

Misumi: I’ll give Citron a triangle dance! I’m starting now, so keep your eyes peeled~

Kazunari: I’ve stocked up on RonRon’s fave sushi candy! I made sure there’s sweet shrimp too☆

Kumon: They’ll be making a movie adaptation of Yankee Star! Let’s go see it together, Citron-san!

Autumn Troupe

Banri: All your wishes sound like stuff high schoolers would ask for. Hahaha, well, it’s cool if that makes ya happy.

Juza: Citron-san told me he wants to do calligraphy with me. Seems he likes my handwriting.

Taichi: I’ve got a karaoke tambourine for you! I got us matching ones, so let’s use ‘em together!

Omi: You want me to record your manzai routine? Of course I don’t mind. You’re getting better and better, you know.

Sakyo: Happy birthday, Citron. You want a trip as your present? That’s fine… You’re goin’ now!? You’re rushin’ way too much.

Azami: Citron-san’s wish is written in this weird code again! It’s always a damn pain to decipher.

Winter Troupe

Tsumugi: Citron-kun, the bulbs you gave me sprouted today. Do you want to come look at them with me?

Tasuku: You wanna go for karaoke? … Citron, you’re better off asking someone who’s not me.

Hisoka: I tried dipping marshmallows in jasmine tea since it’s Citron’s birthday. … Looks yummy.

Homare: The plan for this year is for Citron-kun’s poetry to come together in harmony with my dancing. I shall dance ever so beautifully!

Azuma: I prepared this because I’d like to wear a hakama with you again, Prince. I hope you like it.

Guy: Happy birthday, Citronia. I’m late? … That is because I was waiting for the celebrations to end.

NOTES:

(1) not very obvious in the english translation, but itaru is imitating citron's speech!

[blue-jisungs]

☆彡 BLUE-JISUNGS' 2ND ANNIVERSARY ! ★彡

4/03/2022. that’s when a certain silly girl decided to post her first work to a new platform. that silly girl is axe and a new platform (for her) is tumblr. 2 years passed so so quickly i don’t even know how?? thank you all for being here for me and supporting my work, it means so much to me!!

to celebrate this, i decided to make an event!! it’s nothing too fancy but i hope you’ll enjoy it: seventeen members as dpr ian and dpr live (dabin) songs! ofc i wouldn’t be myself if there wasn’t a little twist~~ here’s the deal: i’ll post titles of songs so far, you don’t know which member it is unless posted AND within each fic there’s a spoiler who’s gonna be next !! the range is 500-4k words for some of them, there is a variety of genres so i hope everyone will find something to enjoy. also, i made most of the banners myself — however id like to thank @slytherinshua , @eternalgyuuu and @l3visbby for your help with some of them !!

i don’t wanna make it too long so if anyone is interested, a few words from me and thank you note is below the masterlist ! <3 be aware that the schedule may change as i haven’t written all pieces yet!

ACTION!, dpr live — c. vernon [4/03]

SO I DANCED, dpr ian — l. chan [7/03]

SUMMER TIGHTS, dpr live — k. soonyoung [10/03]

TEXT ME, dpr live — k. mingyu [12/03]

PEANUT BUTTER & TEARS, dpr ian — y. jeonghan [15/03]

BALLROOM EXTRAVAGANZA, dpr ian — l. seokmin [18/03]

SO BEAUTIFUL, dpr ian — h. joshua [21/03]

YELLOW CAB, dpr live — b. seungkwan [24/03]

JASMINE, dpr live — x. minghao [27/03]

PLAYLIST, dpr live — l. jihoon [30/03]

MERRY GO, dpr ian — w. junhui [1/04]

JAM & BUTTERFLY, dpr live — j. wonwoo [4/04]

ONE SHOT, dpr ian — c. seunghcheol, [7/04]

★彡 a small thank you note !

i wanted to say thank you all from the bottom of my heart, my moots, followers and friends! those two years were amazing and i can’t imagine my life without you. i’m so so glad i decided to move to tumblr!! thank you for staying by my side and being there for my ups and downs. love you so so much !!

tagging my svt tl just in case ! @mirxzii ,, @primoppang ,, @l3visbby ,, @nicholasluvbot ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @slytherinshua ,, @kazmura ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @eternalgyuuu ,, @rubywonu ,, @haecien ,, @mine-gyu

[inspofromancientworld]

The Science of Discovering the Past: The Smell of the Past IV

Source: https://medium.com/common-sense-world/reconstructing-ancient-scents-the-role-of-odors-in-human-history-culture-and-memory-7fdc5b1d31c5

Many cultures have scents that are part of religious and secular rites, from those created by incense to those from the foods associated with celebrations. These scents link the past to the present and hold the power to link the present to the future as traditions are carried forward. Scent also can reveal information about the social standing of a person, especially with the rarity or distance a particular ingredient traveled in creating a finished scent. Scent offers us a 'unique sensory perspective on ancient societies'.

Source: https://www.mpg.de/18477913/smells-like-ancient-society

With mass spectrometry and gas chromatography, researchers have been able to extract volatile organic compounds, those that are often the source of scents, from ceramics, textiles, and burial artifacts that allow identification of resins, spices, and oils they were in contact with. Even ship wrecks can reveal information about what type of ingredients were used in incense or perfumes.

Source: https://create.vista.com/unlimited/stock-photos/101965874/stock-photo-frankincense-aromatic-resin/

Many cultures hold that scents bridge and mediate between the human and the divine. These scents, or the sources of them, were often burnt, such as sandalwood and camphor in Hindu temples or frankincense, myrrh, and honey for the Ancient Egyptians. The trade of the sources of important scents also allowed the interchange of culture across the ancient world.

By Roland Unger, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=22697326

With the ability to examine the remains of scent from the past comes the ability to recreate them. For example, a fragrance factory at Thmouis near Mendes, the Greek name of Djedet, the Ancient Egyptian city also known as Per-Banebdjedet, known today as Tell El-Ruba. Along with artifacts, researchers also found surviving Ancient Greek texts that included recipes. They were able to use 'cinnamon, myrrh, desert date oil, and pin resin to concoct their fragrance', one that might have been worn by Cleopatra.

Source: https://archaeologymag.com/2024/08/julius-caesars-perfume-recreated/

Another scent that has been recreated is Telinum, or the fragrance used by Julius Caesar. It was discovered to include rock rose, mint, lemon, bergamont, lavender, jasmine, violet, water lily, oud, and amber. For the Romans, perfume held a crucial role in ritual and day-to-day life and were immensely popular. They were also an insight to someone's social status as the more rare ingredients, like rock rose, were indicative of higher status.

Source: https://www.namuseum.gr/en/new/the-scent-of-antiquity-reborn/

Aphrodite also had a particular scent that was part of her presence in her temples. Based partially on texts written in Linear B and research of artifacts have found that her scent was created with rose, wild olive oil, cyperus, a weed with an aromatic root, coriander, fruit, sage, wool, and wine. Single note fragrances of rose, coriander, and sage were also used, both in antiquity and in more modern exhibitions that incorporate scents into the exhibitions.

[aconites]

happy 2024! as it's a new year, i thought this was the perfect time to post a plotting call for those who might be interested in writing with me!  if you want to do threads with someone who will message you at the crack of dawn with random headcanons, musings and create graphics (manips, gifs manips, crackships, etc​ )  for our characters — look no further. i also have no triggers, am sm.ut friendly and i love to do multiple plots with the same partner. bellow the cut you’ll find a list of wanted faceclaims, opposites, ships and plots that i would love to do and if anything catches your interest please give this post a like and i’ll message you. this is for mutuals & non mutuals, so feel free to like this even if we have threads/plots happening already!

faceclaims i’d love to play! * melissa barrera** * greta onieogou* * ana de armas* * phoebe tonkin* * margot robbie* * camila queiroz** * sydney sweeney* * ayca aysin turan * hande ercel * alycia debnam-carey* * simone ashley * melisa pamuk* * adria arjona* * olivia cooke * grace van patten * jessica alexander* * madelyn cline* * madison bailey * priscilla quintana* * meghann fahy * benedetta porcaroli * camila morrone * riley keough * suki waterhouse* * adelaide kane* * florence pugh * sophia bush * ester exposito * lily james * lily collins * gabriella wilde* * sofia carson * josephine langford * danielle rose russell * danielle campbell * abigail cowen* * halston sage * camila mendes * brianne howey * gemma chan * eiza gonzalez * lindsey morgan * zendaya * sabrina carpenter * candice swanepoel * elsa hosk * jasmine tookes * emily ratajkowski

faceclaims i’d love to play against!

* all the ladies above * pedro pascal** * ben barnes** * joseph quinn* * joe keery* *christopher briney* * henry cavill * ricky whittle * casey deidrick* * jd pardo * jamie dornan * adam demos * richard madden * sam clafflin * carlos miranda * scott eastwood * garrett hedlund * drew starkey * clayton cardenas * jonathan bailey * jeffrey dean morgan * rudy pankow * felix mallard * dj cotrona* * charlie hunnam** * sebastian stan* * alex fitzalan * dylan o’brien* * nick robinson * manny montana  * chris evans* * harry styles * jacob elordi * boyd holbrook

some ships i’d love to do! * any of the above fcs combined tbh. ( m/f or f/f ) * click here for full list since tumblr has a text limit.

plots id love to do! * this unhappily married dad/babysitter plot. * * this angsty/fluffy my best friend is having my baby plot. * * this zombie apocalypse/last of us inspired plot* but also any za plot. * celeb plots! especially this one. something like two super famous actors hiding their relationship or famous person/non famous plots?* * single dad/nanny plots! give me something cute and angsty. * * escort/client plot where she breaks the most important rule… don’t fall for your client* * grumpy ceo/soft assistant plots.* * royal plots! bridgerton esqued plots! * * f/f socialites plot… blair/selena/upper east side inspired muses but make it gay* * college professor/teacher’s assistant plot.  * college professor/student plot. * crimey plots? sons of anarchy inspired? or maybe m.afia/m.ob/gang stuff?* * bodyguard/client plots bc i’m a sucker for them* * soulmates plot. i have a whole lore i’ve been wanting to write out for ages so * sugar b.aby / sugar d.addy plots *  * best friends to lovers plots ( gimme angst) * WHEN THE M.OB PRINCESS MEETS THE M.OB PRINCE: forbidden love is always angsty so why not do that and add rival g.angs to the mix?  muse a is the daughter of the head boss of the local g.ang and is sick and tired of having her life controlled by her overprotective father. so, to rebel against his wishes after an argument, muse a decides to go to a nightclub that her father had always forbidden her to attend. unknown to her, the club is run by the rival g.ang’s boss’ son, muse b, and not knowing who she is, can’t stop looking at her on the dance floor. they eventually bump into each other and after having a few drinks, end up at muse a’s apartment and they hook up. i was thinking they both never brought up their families and their true professions and maybe start to hang out/go on dates and then bam, the truth comes out and drama begins. especially when they can’t stay away from each other.

* MY BEST FRIEND IS A ROCKSTAR: (tw: death) muse a & muse b have been best friends since they were kids and grew up together. throughout their childhood, muse b had always told muse a about his plans to become a famous musician and as he grew older, became more and more determined to make those dreams come true. when they both hit their teen years, feelings eventually grew and the two were head over heels for each other but neither of them was ever able to admit it. they were both terrified that the feelings would be unrequited or that it would ruin their friendships so just imagine the angst of them seeing each other with other people and FGHDFG. anyway, when muse b finally turns twenty-one, he decides to move to hollywood to make his dreams come true, and muse a stays in their small hometown. they keep in contact with one another but as time went on, muse b becomes a huge rockstar with his band and their contact start to drift but they always had each other in their thoughts, wishing they were closer to one another. a few years pass and they still speak but it’s not like before. muse b was hugely successful and enjoyed the life he was now living but always felt like something was missing. that someone was missing… it’s not until he gets a distraught call from muse a telling him that her mother died does he rush on a private jet and comes home to her. after helping her arrange the funeral and being there for her through her grief, he suggests that she comes on tour with him and the band. wanting to run away from everything and everyone in her small town, she agrees. queue cute ass moments on the tour bus, traveling the world and falling in love like they did when they were young. add drama, angst ( because they’re both still dumb and won’t admit to their feels) stadium tours, TENSION!!!, groupies, etc, etc. 

CLICK HERE FOR MORE BC TUMBLR HAS A TEXT LIMIT.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

Hi April!! ^-^/🎫 <- is for you

~ @botanists-little-cookie

Okay, I've held onto this for a while but I'm gonna finally gush about Zayne hehe :3 I honestly don't even know where to start since my brain's usually just !!! a lot when I think about him.

Like everyone usually sees him as cold or stoic, but he has such a teasing, playful side too. It's a lot more subtle (and honestly kind of sarcastic) but it's there. And he seems to go along with a lot of the mc's antics if they're harmless (like the mc told him to talk to a plushie and he did and in the secret fairytale card they had like a little roleplay session lol) -- and also teasing her for thinking that he mostly hung out at museums by bringing it up again playfully and all that

But he's like the sweetest ever?? All super gentlemanly and caring and just <333 (like I don't have it unlocked yet bc it requires affinity level 70 but there's something of him helping the mc with dealing with her period cramps and whatnot and he's so caring about it and <333)

It's so obvious (to me at least) just how much he cares about me (gonna start saying that instead of the mc bc my s/I is technically not her) but like helping me fall asleep, taking care of me if I'm ever feeling sick or stressed out just <333 he'd also be the type to do good morning/goodnight texts if he's able (aka not in surgery at the time) especially if he knows that I like it

(exhibit a :3)

(exhibit b ^^)

Also the way he works me into his schedule - like with the new memory and all that "when would we be able to meet up again" and he literally pulls his phone out that second to check his schedule and say that he's free next Sunday - like he's so eager to see me again and it's just the cutest (also that last line before the kiss scene kills me - "if I'm able to see you Sunday, I'll start getting excited Thursday." like aaaaaa that's so cute

(like look he literally pulled the phone out so quick to check his schedule <3)

And his voice is so soft and lovely when it comes to me (not to say I don't like the cooler, more stoic tone either but the softer whispers kill me) and I love that you can save your favorite lines to relisten to bc I have so many that are literally because of how soft he is or because he's laughing in the audio and it's butterflies every time <333

Also he's so pretty like it's unfair at times. I have so many screenshots of this man bc I just can't help it and he makes me feral I swear (like the medical rescue memory all I could think about was biting him like help me) and I seriously get so giggly and giddy over him, it's silly (he'd find it cute though… hehe)

Might do a picture dump just because!!

Like aaaa!!! he's so pretty!!!

(to the left - the medical rescue one i mentioned aka i wanna bite him | to the right - the new card absolutely KO-ing me with this!!!)

And like I didn't touch on the Myths stuff (the Foreseer thing) but that lore is so angsty and everything - it honestly will deserve its own post once I get all the cards necessary to go through the entire thing - all I know is I'm going to think of it every time I think about jasmines and all that

Anyways I think it's evident I just adore him so yeah :D And i give you a cookie if you read all of that hehe

[hathorneheiress]

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I was born in March. My birthday is coming up. (Not giving the exact date)

Middle name? Sorry, that's private.

Last person to text me was Jasmine. @reminiscentreader

Thanks for the ask!!

[abookishdreamer]

Character Intro: Alectrona (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Sunshine by Hyperion

Age- 33 (immortal)

Location- Rhodes, Olympius

Personality- She's a bubbly amiable woman who goes through things with a smile on her face. She takes pride in her unshakeable positive upbeat attitude. She's a lesbian & is currently single.

She has the standard abilities of a goddess. As the goddess of morning & the sun, her other powers/abilities include photokinesis (light manipulation), being able to communicate with/shapeshift into a rooster, as well as conjuring wings made of sunlight on her back for flight. 

She's at her strongest at noon (when the sun is at the highest point in the sky) and gets significantly weaker at 6 pm.

Alectrona is the eldest of her siblings. She has two younger sisters (fraternal twins)- Auge (goddess of first daylight) and Anatole (goddess of sunrise).

She lives in a bungalow on her own ranch in the state of Rhodes. 

The interior design is very charming & rustic with the color scheme being yellow, cream, white, pastel orange, and gold. The flooring is white oak. There’s cotton & linen furniture along with wood, rattan, and wicker furniture pieces. There’s even a sunroom. 

On her ranch, she has a few horses & dozens of chickens and roosters. 

Alectrona also has four golden retrievers as pets. Their names are Lola, Goldie, Honey, & Penny.

In New Olympus, she owns a stylish apartment in the Solar district at The Golden Lyre.

In Alectrona’s godly form, her eyes glow bright yellow!

Sunflowers are her favorite flower.

Alectrona loves listening to pop, folk, island, and country music. The Gypsy Belles’ song “Sky of Gold” is her smartphone’s ringtone.

She primarily gets around in her solar powered pastel orange car.

Alectrona is a natural early riser. She starts off her mornings with a three mile jog.

Breakfast is her favorite meal of the day. A typical plate has hash browns, slices of buttered toast, scrambled eggs (with extra cheddar cheese & onions), and bacon. She also likes baked maple and cinnamon oatmeal, orange-pineapple sour cream pancakes, & spinach and cheese strata. Alectrona also doesn't mind the Earthly Harvest's fruitful o's cereal.

She takes being the oldest as a badge of honor. Alectrona feels like it's her responsibility to imbue her younger sisters with wisdom. They talk & text all the time in addition to visiting each other- from Rhodes to New Olympus and vice versa.

Alectrona is often the mediator between Anatole & Auge whenever they’re being pissy to each other.

A go-to drink for her is a lemon drop martini. She also likes orange juice, mineral water, lemonade, bellinis, her homemade orange smoothies, flirtinis, champagne, lemon-lime soda, coconut water, as well as water (infused with oranges, lemons, & peaches). Usuals from The Roasted Bean include a small caramel latte & an olympian sized orange passionfruit splash.

She loves snacking on garlic flavored plantain chips.

In Rhodes, Alectrona is the head of the statewide marathon! She participates in it as well.

Her favorite frozen treat is orange sorbet. She'll get an olympian sized cup at The Frozen Spoon.

Alectrona has recently released her signature parfum called Sunfruit. The fragrance has notes of fresh fig, bergamot, orange blossom, jasmine, cyclamen, lemon, coconut, and vanilla. A 2.0 oz bottle sells for 135 drachmas.

In the pantheon she’s really close to the esteemed sun/light deity Hyperion (Titan god of heavenly light) as well as the rest of his family- Theia (Titaness of sight & heavenly light), Helios (Titan god of the sun), Selene (Titaness of the moon), and Eos (Titaness of dawn).

Alectrona views Hyperion & Helios as an honorary father and brother. She’s spent a lot of time with them, especially at Hyperion’s annual yacht party to lead in the Summer Solstice holiday. 

The mandarin orange salad is her go-to thing to get at The Bread Box.

Her favorite dessert from Hollyhock's Bakery are the ultra sweet orange rolls! She also likes the lemon curd cupcakes.

For her recent birthday, Theia gifted Alectrona with a custom made jewelry piece- an orange sapphire and diamond pendant necklace. The necklace features a spray of marquise shaped faceted orange sapphires totaling to 10.50 carats interleaved with round diamonds totaling to 0.95 carats. The jewel suspends an intermediary golden pearl of 14mm diameter suspending a larger golden pearl of 18mm. The pendant is accompanied by a chain decorated with 10 motifs of orange sapphire totaling 6 carats approximately and diamonds totaling 0.80 carats.

Alectrona is also friends with Mesembria (Bria) (goddess of the afternoon), Astraeus (Titan god of dusk), Nymphe (goddess of self-care), Helicon (one of The Ourea), Eudaimonia (goddess of happiness), Paean (goddess of physicians), The Nesoi, Demeter (goddess of the harvest & agriculture), Epione (goddess of soothing pain), Hesychia (goddess of quiet, stillness, rest, & silence), Leto (Titaness of demurity & motherhood), Elpis (goddess of hope), and Hestia (goddess of the hearth).

She doesn't dislike the other sun deity Apollo, but does think he's a bit cocky.

Alectrona was the official mentor towards Hemera (goddess of the day).

For other work/means of income she models for/endorses Euryphaessa, Glimmer Victory- the jewelry brand of Nike (goddess of victory), Olive Visibly, Vita!, & Momentum. Alectrona also writes for Hearthside and Vital Essence.

A guilty pleasure for her are the chicken nuggets from Olympic Chef- especially with sweet n’ sour dipping sauce.

As far as romantic relationships, Alectrona is enjoying her singledom and is casually dating. She's currently seeing a harpy named Vicki.

Her all time favorite meal is fried rice with orange chicken.

In her free time Alectrona loves running, bike riding, yoga, gardening, sunbathing, tennis, going to the park, watching TV, going to museums, volleyball, drawing, bird watching, cooking, reading, and spending time with friends & family.

"Every morning presents new possibilities."

[angelo-the-whistleblower]

Part 6 - Incoming Text for Halle Berry (@halleberry) and 50 Cent (@50cent) and Connie Orlando (@connieorlando) and Draya Michele (@drayamichele) and Eiza Gonzalez (@eizagonzalez): “An Idea Worth 200 Million Dollars”

Absolutely, Angelo. Let’s walk through everything with a professor’s clarity—point by point—so your vision for a reboot of Secondhand Lions is grounded in solid information and imaginative potential.

Here are the two Wikipedia links:

Secondhand Lions - (click on the blue link)

Tim McCanlies - (click on the blue link)

🎬 Original Film Overview: Secondhand Lions (2003)

1. Writer & Director

Tim McCanlies served as both the screenwriter and director.

Known for his warm, character-driven storytelling (also co-wrote The Iron Giant), McCanlies crafted this as an original work.

2. Film Studio

Distributed by New Line Cinema, a subsidiary of Warner Bros. Pictures at the time.

3. Budget & Box Office

Budget: $30 million

Box Office: Approx. $76 million worldwide

The film did modestly well and became a cult favorite over time, especially on home video and cable.

4. Based on a Book?

No. Secondhand Lions is an original screenplay, not adapted from any pre-existing novel or story.

5. Ownership of the IP

The intellectual property (IP) is owned by New Line Cinema, which is part of Warner Bros. Discovery.

To reboot the film, you'd typically need to contact Warner Bros. Pictures Group or their legal/licensing department.

📚 Original Synopsis

A shy, impressionable boy named Walter is dropped off by his selfish mother to spend the summer with two reclusive great-uncles, Hub and Garth, in rural Texas. Initially withdrawn, Walter becomes fascinated by their wild past involving treasure, war, and a lost love. As the summer progresses, he bonds with the men and uncovers the truth behind the myths, learning lessons about courage, loyalty, and manhood.

💡 Your Reimagined Version: A Modern African-American Fairy Tale

Now let’s break down your reboot vision and explore how it can be reimagined to captivate a young African-American audience while honoring the heart of the original story.

🧑🏽‍🎤 Reboot Cast (Proposed)

Here is the reboot cast list written with clear roles, original actors, new cast members, and character summaries—no emojis or special formatting:

Reboot Cast (Proposed):

Walter Caldwell

Originally played by: Haley Joel Osment

Reboot actor: Dylan Gilmer

Character: A shy but curious 14-year-old boy sent to live with his mysterious great-uncles. His journey of discovery and growth forms the emotional core of the film.

Garth McCann

Originally played by: Michael Caine

Reboot actor: Courtney B. Vance

Character: The gentle, storytelling uncle. Wise and poetic, he recounts the brothers’ adventurous past and teaches Walter about imagination and integrity.

Hub McCann

Originally played by: Robert Duvall

Reboot actor: Delroy Lindo

Character: A tough, no-nonsense World War II veteran with a hidden romantic past. Initially gruff, he eventually becomes a loving mentor to Walter.

Mae Caldwell

Originally played by: Kyra Sedgwick

Reboot actor: Tika Sumpter

Character: Walter’s self-absorbed mother who leaves him with the uncles to chase her own ambitions. Her neglect is the catalyst for Walter's new life.

Stan

Originally played by: Nicky Katt

Reboot actor: Mike Epps

Character: Mae’s shady and manipulative boyfriend who tries to con the uncles out of their rumored fortune. Adds both tension and humor.

Young Hub McCann

Originally played by: Josh Lucas

Reboot actor: Brandon T. Jackson

Character: Seen in flashbacks, a younger version of Hub during his daring and romantic adventures across the globe.

Young Garth McCann

Originally played by: Christian Kane

Reboot actor: Edwin Hodge

Character: The younger version of Garth who journeys alongside his brother. Loyal and thoughtful, he brings emotional depth to the flashbacks.

Princess Jasmine

Originally played by: Emmanuelle Vaugier

Reboot actor: Yovanna Ventura

Character: A wealthy and elegant Kuwaiti princess whom young Hub falls in love with during their overseas adventures. She symbolizes lost love and nobility.

Ralph

Originally played by: Michael O'Neill

Reboot actor: Ben Vereen

Character: A local relative or neighbor intrigued by the uncles’ mysterious wealth. Adds an external perspective on the family’s legend.

✍🏽 New Creative Direction: A Story Rooted in African-American Heritage

🎞 Modern Synopsis (Reimagined)

When 14-year-old Walter Caldwell is left in rural Alabama with two estranged great-uncles—Hub and Garth—he expects boredom and mystery. What he finds instead is a legacy: stories of war, romance, betrayal, and redemption stretching back to World War II. Through old trunks, photographs, and flashbacks to the battlefields of Europe and royal courts in the Middle East, Walter learns that his uncles once saved a Kuwaiti princess and fought fascism shoulder-to-shoulder. Their eccentric ways and deep scars carry life lessons for a new generation. This summer, Walter discovers that courage, honor, and love are real—even if they come in the most unexpected secondhand form.

✨ How the Screenwriters Can Elevate This Reboot

1. Culturally Relevant Storytelling

Mara Brock Akil brings intimate, emotional truth grounded in Black family dynamics (Girlfriends, Being Mary Jane).

Gina Prince-Bythewood adds cinematic depth, visual poetry, and action realism (The Woman King, Love & Basketball).

Together, they can root the characters in Black Southern culture, music, and historical memory while delivering a modern myth that resonates.

2. Thematic Updates

Legacy & Storytelling: Uncles as griots—oral historians who pass down generational wisdom.

Afro-diasporic love story: A reimagined romance with the Kuwaiti princess could connect African-American history to global narratives of Black excellence and dignity.

Masculinity Reframed: Instead of toxic bravado, Hub’s arc explores emotional healing, responsibility, and elder wisdom.

3. Visual & Tonal Enhancements

Southern Gothic meets nostalgic coming-of-age.

Lush cinematography with deep-sky shots, porch-swing wisdom, and dreamlike flashbacks.

Music scored with soulful jazz, gospel, and funk motifs to emotionally anchor the narrative.

📩 Who to Contact for a Reboot

To pitch a reboot:

Start with Warner Bros. Pictures Group.

Look into New Line Cinema’s development/licensing division.

You may need legal counsel or a licensed entertainment rep to formally submit IP-related proposals.

Building a pitch deck or securing talent attachments like your cast/director helps get traction.

🏁 Conclusion

Angelo, this reboot is more than a remake—it’s a reclamation of classic American storytelling through the lens of Black excellence and emotional truth. Your casting is inspired, your vision is rooted, and the story has every element to speak powerfully to today’s youth.

Ready when you are to start outlining the scenes, writing the pitch, or building the deck.

Let’s make this a classic.

—Professor GPT

Here are the Wikipedia links for the new cast and screenwriter:

Dylan Gilmer (@officialyoungdylan)

Courtney B. Vance - (click on the blue link)

Delroy Lindo - (click on the blue link)

Tika Sumpter - (click on the blue link)

Mike Epps - (click on the blue link)

Brandon T. Jackson - (click on the blue link)

Edwin Hodge - (click on the blue link)

Yovanna Ventura (@yoventura)

Ben Vereen - (click on the blue link)

Screenwriter:

Mara Brock Akil - (click on the blue link)

Here is the trailer: Secondhand Lions (2003) Official Trailer - Michael Caine Movie

[booklover223]

Bruce is worried. Jason hasn’t been talking with his family for a few weeks because of some argument that pissed him off (there’s too many times it happens that he’s stopped caring about what set him off). But even though he has complicated feeling about his family he still knows their tells. And Bruce is worried. Has been worried for some time from the way he’s even more clipped when on comms.

Jason wonders if it’s something for the JL because Gotham has actually been pretty quiet lately though he wouldn’t say that out loud or even through text in case Murphy strikes, but it has been quiet and he’s honestly grateful, though agitated as he waits to see why it’s been so quiet. There’s only been one breakout from Arkham (it was Joker because when isn’t it that fucking clown) but he was busy dealing with Hood business at the time and it was resolved quickly according to Dick so he let it be, but now he was curious especially with B as worked up as he is, so after patrol he swings by the mansion to his family’s surprise.

When he learns about the headstrong, tall and imposing new Psychiatrist at Arkham (totally Dick’s type he loves a woman that can boss him around) who has captured Jokers attention, and who doesn’t put up with his shit at all? The new girl, Dr. Jasmine Nightingale, is a mystery to him, but it says she’s been working at Arkham for 3 weeks now has made progress with many of their lower ranking rouges. No luck with Joker (that’s a given jason rolled his eyes internally) but she actually seems to be helping some of them. Joker seems fascinated by why she isn’t affected by anything he says or does. Something about her doesn’t sit right with him though, he can’t explain why but he needs to see why this woman is unaffected by the joker.

It all comes to a head one day when Joker escapes with the new girl and has her strapped down in a warehouse with a few bombs. The birds and bats all swarm trying to get into position to save her and stop the bombs but there are more than expected. They notice a civilian around Jason’s age walk in seemingly unnoticed by Joker and proceeds to untie Jasmine. She looks annoyed but smiles at whoever that guy was before whispering something to him. He nods and they go, to hide or escape the team don’t know but they watch as seconds later a glowing green Lazarus pit swirls into view in front of joker.

The few goons Joker had scrounged up stop and stare at their boss who had stopped talking but still had a deranged smile on his face. From the portal comes a regal looking man with a crown that looked to be made of fire and ice simultaneously. He’s wearing what looks like medieval armor and a sword on his hip; ethereal white hair floats with him as if they’re not affected by gravity at all. The being stares at joker before with a swift move joker’s arms and legs are encased in green tinted ice.

“Jackson Oswald White, Joker; self proclaimed Clown Prince of Crime; you have made a grievous error.” The being turns and looks directly at Jason for a moment before he continues speaking. “With the Red Hood, the Avenger of the Alley, as my witness; I sentence you to eternity in the nightmare realm. You will either learn repentance before being ended or suffer until you are nothing.” With that said, an absolutely monstrous Knight in black glowing armour seemingly appears out of thin air beside the being and as Joker starts to laugh (Jason’s eyes tint green as he grits his teeth) the knight raises his sword and plunges it into the Joker who’s laughter abruptly cuts off and Jason watches as a bright flash of light encases the stupid clown before in a blink, he’s gone.

Tension bleeds out of Jason, and he’s so so grateful that he’s wearing his hood right now because his eyes prick and relief floods through him, he slumps slightly as he watches the being nod to him before turning around and going back through the swirling portal. He knows he’s gonna need to talk to the bats, but right now he just wants to go home and cry in peace, finally, FINALLY his murderer is gone. They’re gonna have to find out where and who the being is, Bruce won’t stop until he knows everything, but for now the danger is over and Jason finally feels safe for the first time since he came back to life.

Jazz just wanted to finish her shopping and make the trip back home. But no. Some fruitloop decided to pull out a weapon and yelling at everyone to get on the floor and give him all their valuables.

Please.

It didn't even take Jazz give second getting the guy kicked out of the store without issue. Stupid idiot. If he's going to pretend being a clown, at least be funny and well... intimidating.

"... you just became the Jokers target..."

"She won't survive the night."

"Poor thing."

Jazz didn't bother with the comments and just went back to her car.

[alexesguerra]

Beautiful Creatures Tarot, 2nd Edition (Edition, Revised and Expanded) (2ND ed.) Beautiful Creatures Tarot, 2nd Edition (Edition, Revised and Expanded) (2ND ed.) Contributor(s): Rivera, J R (Author) , Becket-Griffith, Jasmine (Illustrator) Publisher: Redfeather ISBN: 0764353314 Physical Info: 1.5" H x 9.0" L x 6.1" W (1.95 Pound) 168 pages J. R. Rivera is an award-winning uprising author, tarot reader, and collector. His debut title, the Beautiful Creatures Tarot, brought him worldwide recognition. Jasmine Becket-Griffith an award-winning international artist whose artwork centers on fantasy, mythology, popular, and historical characters. "J.R. Rivera's writing invites one to join him on a Magical, Mystery Ride filled with Wonder and Beauty.....prepare yourself for a fresh and unique approach to the Tarot seen through his eyes and realized in his imagination. A MUST read!" Erik C Dunne Artist and Creator of Tarot Illuminati & Tarot Apokalypsis "J.R.'s accompanying text is clear and encouraging, bringing these mystical, wide-eyed fae to vibrant life." Donnaleigh de LaRose Donnaleigh.com Tarot and Cartomancy teacher and author "Jasmine, a talented traditional acrylic painter, who combines elements of realism with fantasy and the surreal that embark the eyes and soul to a world of marvels." Sharon McLeod illustrator and co-creator of the Oracle of the Dragonfae, The Bohemian Animal Tarot and The Oracle of the Innocent Heart The Beautiful Creatures Tarot is a playful, innovative art deck that flirts with romantic Gothic Lolita manga styles and merges it with tarot foundations. By engaging the reader's child-like wonder, the portal of intuition opens. Author J. R. Rivera and artist Jasmine Becket-Griffith team up to bring us a whimsical curio of the occult. Benebell Wen, Author of Holistic Tarot "J.R Rivera and Jasmine Becket Griffith have combined text and imagery in a charming imaginative way. A deck that will appeal to many" Ciro Marchetti Artist and Creator of the Legacy of the Divine Tarot, Oracle of Visions, Gilded Reverie Lenormand, Fin de Siecle Kipper & more. Description for Sales People: 80-card Tarot deck of mythical and legendary creatures, including 2 extra Wild cards and 4 new images Background stories include new interspersed commentary for creatures and messages that apply to daily life Features 6 new spreads, full-color companion guide, astrology game, and gilding on the cards In this revised and updated version of Beautiful Creatures Tarot, visit a mystical and exotic world where all your questions, big or small, complex or simple, are answered with the utmost love, honesty, and clarity. Enjoy 80 beautiful and now gilded Tarot cards (including 2 extra Wild cards and 4 brand-new images) depicting mythical and legendary creatures as they guide you to a place where all problems are left far behind, and faith and positive energy in life are restored. Interspersed new commentary and a new astrological game to play with the cards enhances the attraction to the child-like creatures that are playful, serious, and friendly, and who will aid you in discovering the answers you have been seeking. Connect to diverse messages in the now full-color companion guide that includes six new spreads. Don't shy away from these beautiful creatures; come into their world and lose yourself within their authenticity. Card dimensions: 3" x 5" Contributor Bio:Rivera, J R J.R. Rivera is an award-winning uprising author, tarot reader, and collector. His debut title, the Beautiful Creatures Tarot, brought him worldwide recognition. Jasmine Becket-Griffith is an award-winning international artist whose artwork centers on fantasy, mythology, popular, and historical characters.

[girlthing-to-live-for]

Something to live for

Chapter 9

The caretaker was still asleep when the girl awoke. She didn't have any work to do that day and so the girl refrained from using the opportunity to tickle the now defenseless woman. Instead she opted to watch the sunrays travel across the caretaker's face. Red hair that shimmered golden in the sunlight had grown to become a mane that framed the face that she trusted. The strong arms that were always busy doing something, now lay there, wrapped around the girl whilst being relaxed. The caretaker had told the girl about Sarah the evening before and now whenever she looked at her she felt a little sting. People had abandoned her over people that mattered less than a potential lover and she feared that the cycles of history would repeat themselves once more. And at the same time there was this feeling of envy. More than once she caught herself fantasizing about switching places with Sarah, only to quickly shove that thought away. The caretaker and her had lived together for a long time, by her standards, now and she couldn't help but notice the way she looked at her caretaker. But at the same time she had never felt better anywhere than in this tiny green home of theirs and she didn't wanna disturb that peace with ridiculous dreams. Besides, she was sure the caretaker only took care of her out of pity, not anything else. The girl could feel tears welling up inside of her at these thoughts and she quickly pressed her face against the caretaker's chest trying to go back to sleep as well.

Sarah unpacked the last box of books and stored it on the newly built shelf. They had found a home in this village in the attic of a small oak brown house. Her walls were lined with historic texts and artifacts, all things they saved from the hands of the cinder brigade, a group of raiders, whose leader devoted herself to rewriting history to fit her vision. They burned books, manufactured lies and repurposed artifacts to fit their story. They were the opposite of Sarah who had devoted her life to preserving and studying history as it had actually happened. And now they had finally found a place that was safe from the cinder brigade. She adjusted the horns of a prehistoric creature that she stored right above her door. The people here were nice and they had already made a bunch of friends, mainly among the wave of newcomers that had arrived around the same time as her. And now she was gonna go on a date with the girl that everyone called the caretaker. The caretaker shared their disdain for the cinder brigade and on top of that she was fairly well looking and smart and outspoken. Two of their friends had just gotten together and so she thought that now would be a good moment to try dating again. She didn't really know what to do for the date but she was sure the caretaker would pick out something nice. They gathered some things and then left the house, today they would study the wildlife of the woods hoping to document it.

The girl slowly walked through the streets. Rain clouds were blocking out the sun and dimming the light. She had gone out to find some distraction but her mind kept finding a way to Circle around the caretaker. She kept her eyes fixed to the ground, trying to just take one step after the other. She got to a little park, a weeping willow dipped its branches into a duck pond. Deciding to rest for a little she sat down under the tree, startling a young woman she hadn't noticed before that had picked the same spot and seemed similarly in thought. "Sorry, I didn't hear you coming. You are that pretty girl, that was at the party right? My name is Jasmine and I am the local blacksmith.", she stuttered. The girl, not wanting to be rude, shook Jasmine's hand and then confirmed that she was at the party. The blacksmith seemed nice so the girl stayed and soon the two were in conversation, with the girl having to explain once more that she hadn't found her name yet and therefore was more comfortable with just being the girl. She could feel herself falling into familiar patterns, it had been long since she had had a nice conversation with a stranger where she couldn't really mess anything up. The two talked way into the night and then wished each other farewell before the girl, with lifted spirits, turned her feet towards home, guided by the moonlight of the now clear sky.

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Daze Hotel - Wasted July (Indie Folk)

🕑 1 min / Text: Franklin B. Release Date:  I truly believe I've fallen in love with a beautiful voice! This song is incredibly smooth and calming, and it truly stands out with its slightly jazzy vibe and laid-back melodies. Jasmine Henry and Addison Smith, alias Daze Hotel, a talented Canadian indie duo, have recently captured my attention with their new song 'Wasted July.' The track also features a groovy rhythm, some beautiful guitar work, and classic country slides. Check out the preview below! Melody: ★★★★★ | Production: ★★★★★ | Arrangement: ★★★★☆ | Energy: ★★★☆☆ |  Stream: https://open.spotify.com/track/7HsBJ0N9qSAtv9iEj00eFQ ✔️ Available on our Indie Playlist on Spotify.

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

343 of 2023

Created by -andreaaaaaa

how are you today?

Pretty good, thanks.

when was the last time you showered?

Today morning.

did you use soap or body wash ?

I always use a body wash.

who was the last person you were on the phone to?

Texted my dad, that's it.

if you married the last person that txted you what would your full name be?

The same. In my country, nobody takes the last name of their spouse.

what colour underwear do you have on?

Dark blue lol.

do your eyes get sore after crying?

They do, I recalled after a long time.

do you like italian dressing on salads?

What's Italian dressing?

are you currently taken?

I'm married.

where you taken this time last year?

Sure, also married.

what did you have for breakfast today ?

Oatmeal with bananas and cinnamon.

who did you speak to first when you woke up today?

To my cat because she was kneading me and purring.

what colour paper is the nearest piece of paper?

White. Pretty boring.

have you ever had to do a doubletake on someone coz they were so pretty?

Many times lol. I see handsome guys around pretty often.

is your printer on or off?

Always on because we use it quite often for our business.

was there a reason you were named what you are?

Yeah, my mother didn't want to name me Joris like my dad wanted.

does a family member or friend have the same name as you?

Yeah, I used to have a friend with the same name. But this name is very common.

do you even like your name ?

I do, but it's too popular here.

if you were a coffee cup, what would you look like?

Tall, thin and black.

so what type of music are you into?

Metal and hip hop, and basically everything that is dark, heavy and/or atmospheric. I love low tuning on guitars, minimum 7 strings please. I enjoy djent, prog metal, doom metal, post rock/post metal, sludge. Some industrial and EBM. And some hip hop, as mentioned.

whats your favorite band/singer at the moment?

They always stay the same, so HRFTR, Vildhjarta, Katatonia, Lange Frans & Baas B, Tesseract, Cult of Luna, Suicide Commando.

whats your favorite knock knock joke ?

Nope, they're all so lame.

do you have a tail?

A what?

do you like february?

Not at all. Short days and too cold.

what can you hear at the moment?

My husband watching a movie on Netflix.

whats your best friends name(s)?

Jean, Marc Johan, Kenny, Jasmine, Caroline, Jeanmarie, Stephanie, Iosef.

why are they your best friends?

Because they deserve it. They proved it a lot.

how many grandparents do you have?

None. All deceased.

do you know what conjunctivitis?

Is there someone who doesn't know what it is?

whats your favorite energy drink?

I had a stroke before, don't fancy getting another. I don't drink this shit.

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤtyron had spent a lot of the downtime he got whilst on tour reflecting. or he did when he was sober, at least. drugs, alcohol, women — anything to take his mind off of jasmine, off of how he had abruptly ended things. he'd never meant to be so quiet for so long, was honestly surprised he'd somehow avoided drunk texting her, offering to fly her out to fulfil his fantasies. but he'd put it off, and then he'd kept putting it off, until his return home and steadier schedule gave him even more time to sit, and dwell, and miss.

[ tyron @ 12:15am ] : what can i say b [ tyron @ 12:15am ] : ur hard to forget [ tyron @ 12:16am ] : n hahahaha nah they aint

ㅤㅤno point in hiding it. jasmine was a smart girl, he owed her that much.

[ tyron @ 12:18am ] : omw, u gonna play nice when i get there?

ㅤㅤcouldn't help the grin that grew when he hit send, tossing his phone onto the passenger seat before promptly setting off. he'd left it this long, and he didn't want to wait anymore. he ran a couple reds on the way, expensive beamer not making for the subtlest of journeys; but it was fast, and the trip was short. he was quick to cut the engine off, remembering her disdain for his obsession with loud cars and loud things in general. grey sweats were low, exposing the whites of his calvins; hoodie unzipped enough to reveal the silver chain; flinching as the safety light triggered when he got to her porch. fiddled with his phone, considered texting instead before ultimately knocking; hands stuffed inside his pockets.

she should have just ignored his texts, turned on 'do not disturb' and gotten herself ready for four hours of precious sleep -- but instead she's staring down at that damn phone screen mentally replaying the time she spent with ty . . . before he dumped her like a sack of shit and she bought that cheap pregnancy test at the pharmacy down the road from her. it wasn't as if jasmine hadn't tried to tell him about jayden, she had and he'd ignored every single call. so why did she give a single shit now? groaning her stomach flipped as his messages came through, an eye roll that was so familiar to her following as she read them. wait . . . he wanted to come over? "fucking hell . . . fuck!" there was no hiding the toy box, the small pile of baby washing she'd meant to put away since getting in this afternoon. he'd know in a second, wouldn't he?

[ jasmine @ 12:12am ] : in that case i must be the hottest thing on the earth cuz almost a year later ur hitting me up? [ jasmine @ 12:12am ] : tour sluts not hitting like they used to?

and despite how frustrated and confused she was jas still smiled at his words, her stupid messed up heart fluttering that he missed her. but would he want her as much when he realised his kid was sleeping down the hall from her right now? "i'm fucked." reaching for her discarded beer jasmine chugged a mouthful and set to typing again.

[ jasmine @ 12:14am ] : same old, just don't wake the neighbours with a loud as fuck boy car engine, k?