#thank you Blair-chan^^

[moonsinkfoxgirl]

Ask game time! 4,5,7,11,13,21, and 31! :>

4. game with the best fishing mini game?

I do really like the Stardew Valley one a lot, though I wish it was more complex... the ones in dredge are also really good but one can hardly call those a minigame... hmmm can't think of any others that are more than 'press button at the right time'...

5. black tea or green tea?

black in the morning, green in the evening, thus is the balance of life

7. favorite spice?

does msg count? or maybe tomato paste? no? hard to tell otherwise, my gf usually just throws stuff i don't understand together and it will magically taste good so yeah

11. favorite type of berry?

already answered; in short: red currant

13. favorite type of game meat if any?

not sure I ever had any that I would remember, I know I ate some rabbit as a child because my mom will gleefully recite how happy I was eating it despite petting the same rabbits the same day, but I do not remember what it tasted like

21. programming language that does string concatenation the best?

python is nice

31. a prime number you enjoy?

uhh let's just say 53 that's the number of asks in the ask game I made and then chickened out of posting of

[dear-indies]

Hi & thank you for your help! I’m looking for a female faceclaim between the ages of 24-34 that has more of an edgy, badass, almost vampiric vibe to her rather than something cutesy.

FKA twigs (1988) African-Jamaican / White, possibly Egyptian - showed up for Mustafa's Artists for Aid Concert in London (Sudan and Gaza).

JuJu Chan (1989) Hongkonger - in Wu Assassins and Fistful of Vengeance.

Úrsula Corberó (1989) - in Money Heist and Snake Eyes.

Rina Sawayama (1990) Japanese - is bisexual and pansexual - has spoken up for Palestine!

Damaris Lewis (1990) Afro-Kittian - in Titans.

Sarah Kameela Impey (1991) Indo-Guyanese / White - in We are Lady Parts - has spoken up for Palestine!

Ruby Soho (1991)

Melisa Aslı Pamuk (1991) Turkish - has spoken up for Palestine!

Shotzi Blackheart (1992) Filipino and White.

Hari Nef (1992) Ashkenazi Jewish - is a trans woman - has spoken up for Palestine!

Abadon (1992)

Jessica Henwick (1992) Chinese Singaporean / White - in The Matrix.

Sky Ferreira (1992) Ojibwe, Cree, Chippewa Cree, Cheyenne, Brazilian of Portuguese and possibly other descent, Galician Jewish, Bukovina Jewish, White - singer and actress - has Chronic Lyme Disease.

Deb Never (1993) Korean - is gay.

Pınar Deniz (1993) Turkish [Lebanese] - has spoken up for Palestine!

Mina El Hammani (1993) Moroccan - has spoken up for Palestine!

Taylor Momsen (1993)

Jordan Alexander (1993) African-American and White - has spoken up for Palestine!

Mia Khalifa (1993) Lebanese - is bisexual - has spoken up for Palestine!

Zheani (1993)

Devery Jacobs (1993) Mohawk - is queer - has spoken up for Palestine!

Slick Woods (1993) African-American - is bisexual.

Dani Miller (1994)

Natasha Liu Bordizzo (1994) Chinese / White - in Ahsoka.

Lyrica Okano (1994) Japanese - in The Runaways.

Emma Dumont (1994) - in The Gifted.

Lily Sullivan (1994) - in Romper Stomper and Evil Dead Rise.

Coty Camacho (1995) Mixtec and Zapotec - is pansexual.

Kehlani (1995) Filipino, African-American, Blackfoot, Cherokee, Choctaw, Mexican, White - is a non-binary womxn and a lesbian (she/they) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Sasha Calle (1995) Colombian.

Adeline Rudolph (1995) Korean / German - in Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Resident Evil.

Heather Baron-Gracie (1995)

Tati Gabrielle (1996) African-American, ¼ Korean.

Jasmine Sokko (1996) Chinese Singaporean.

Ruth Codd (1996) - is an amputee.

Emma Mackey (1996) - in Sex Education.

Rhea Ripley (1996)

Lauren Jauregui (1996) Cuban [Spanish, possibly other], likely some Basque - is bisexual - has spoken up for Palestine!

Mei Pang (1996) Malaysian-Chinese.

Kiana Ledé (1997) African-American, Swedish, Mexican, Cherokee - has spoken up for Palestine!

070 Shake (1997) Dominican - doesn’t like to put labels on her sexuality - has spoken up for Palestine!

Blair Lamora (1997) Ojibwe and Argentinian.

Sierra McCormick (1997)

Juliette Motamed (1997) Iranian - has spoken up for Palestine!

Ethel Cain (1998) - is a bisexual and trans woman - has spoken up for Palestine!

Andy Blossom (1998) Chinese.

Doechii (1998) African-American - is bisexual.

Brianne Tju (1998) Chinese / Indonesian.

Lauren Tsai (1998) Taiwanese / White.

Kenna Sharp (1999) - is a lesbian - ha spoken up for Palestine!

Baby Storme (2000) African-American.

Hope this helps!

[redladydeath]

A fond farewell to the lovely Breakaway 6.0 queens and to the Breakaway cruise production! To those we met onboard, those who went on to perform on land, and those who we never got to see perform at all, a heartfelt thank you from the queendom as a whole! ‘Til we meet again!

Breakaway 1.0: Jasmine Shen, Kelly Sweeney, Amy Bridges, Jessica Niles, Georgia Carr, Amelia Walker, Liv Alexander, and Elizabeth Walker Breakaway 2.0: Jade Marvin, Liv Alexander, Elizabeth Walker, Jessica Niles, Artemis Chrisoulakis, Amelia Walker, Abbi Hodgson, and Ellie Sharpe Breakaway 3.0: Lauren Irving, Danielle Mendoza, Shelby Griswold, Kennedy Carstens, Abigail Sparrow, Jarynn Whitney, Madeline Fansler, and Channing Weir Breakaway 4.0: Jade Marvin, Jessie Bodner, Jasmine Hackett, Janice Rijssel, Lucia Valentino, Elena Breschi, Princess Sasha Victime, and Ellie Sharpe Breakaway 5.0: Gabbi Mack, Sunayna Smith, Hannah Taylor, Sasha Renae Brown, Sarah McFarlane, Megan Leung, Abbi Hodgson, and Eden Holmes Breakaway 6.0: Meghan Corbett, Analise Rios, Ruby Gibbs, Cydney Clark, Caroline Siegrist, Eloise Lord, Deirdre Dunkin, and Audrey Fisher Undebuted Breakaway Queens: Gabrielle Davina Smith, Melissa J. Ford, Kaylah Attard, Fia Houston-Hamilton, Maddison Firth, Rhiannon Bacchus, Laura Blair, Rhiannon Doyle, Sadie Hurst, Reca Oakley, Meg Dixon-Brasil, Jaelle Laguerre, Kate Zulauf, and Giulia Marolda

[deadtothebones]

fun tag game: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and list the first 10 songs that play, then tag 10 people.

Tagged by @jesterdoodles 🤍 thank you 🥰

Eat Your Young - Hozier

The Sharpest Lives - My Chemical Romance

I am not a woman, I'm a god - Halsey

Pretty Girls - Reneé Rapp

Mi Suerte - BLAIR

My Kink Is Karma - Chappell Roan

Chateau (Feel Alright) - Djo

I Want Your Video - Djo

Sweet Things - The Pretty Reckless

Fool -Djo

No pressure tags: @infradp @blackthorndryad @on-neptunian-shores @j0nathanby3rs @nymph3tamine @kermit-the-hag @glccmykantele @muri-chan @oatmilk-vampire @pentacuore 🫶🏽

[figgyminty]

Part One

Title: At the beginning of the end Warnings: Angsty, but otherwise none I think. Summary: Most stories start at the beginning, this one starts at the end of the Dreamfinder's story. Author's Note: Thank you for being so kind to wait for this! I hope it's good, I really haven't done any writing for about a full year now other than essays for classes! I would love feedback if you have any.

Blarion "Blair" Mercurial was a man of imagination, he created many things, did many things, and thought many things. The only issue being the one thing he did not think of, being stripped of his job.

Blarion tailed after Nigel Channing, who Blarion allowed to take over his small set of operations to make sure imagination ran smoothly while he was away, but took over as head and transformed it into operations to instead reel in imagination.

“Nigel- Nigel please you have got to listen to me! This is way out of your jurisdiction- and where is my friend? Where is Figment?! What have you done with him?!” Blarion demanded.

Nigel Channing spun on a dime to face Blarion’s demanding shouts, making him have to abruptly stop in order to not run him over. Nigel looked far from his usual put-together nature.

“Mister Mercurial, you must be aware but we had to take matters into our own hands. The fact that imagination could simply just- run wild,�� He scoffed “Is an aborhid thought. Yes, you may allow it to run, but it must be roped back in once it starts getting out of hand. And your friend needed to be roped. Back. In.” Nigel spat.

He didn’t allow Blarion to reply, only to stand there being dumbfounded about the implications of that sentence. ‘Roped back in’. He didn’t want to think of what that meant, about what may have happened to his friend. Figment was not one to go quietly, he swore getting him to even sleep was a battle, he would hate to know what being ‘roped in’ meant. He felt sick to his stomach about the many emotions and thoughts he was experiencing at that moment.

He quickly made his way to the only person he had left, that he hoped he had left.

The hallways were no longer familiar to him, only twisting, winding turns that all looked the same with no directory or marker of where to go. Bleak, absolutely devoid of all imagination and instead replaced with the same gray colored walls.

Upon pure luck, he found his way to where he wanted to go, the Archives. One of his good friends were there, Thomas. A kind, young adult that single-handedly went and organized his many books and files for him and still continued to do so, Blarion had hoped they were not kicked out as he had.

He pushed the heavy doors open to reveal what seemed more like a large library rather than the considerably small storage room that once housed all of his reading materials. He walked forward, looking in awe of all the room now. In the middle was what seemed to be a circle of various desks put together with piles of files. As he neared he could hear the same familiar set of music playing, no question that his friend was still there. After calming himself, he rapped his knuckles on an open area of the desk, causing his friend to pop up from the files inside the circle, albeit turned around.

“Hmm? Oh, hello Blarion! It sure has been a bit, hasn’t it?” Thomas asked.

“It has, old friend. Say, any sign of Figment?” He asked, hoping his immense panic was not showing through the mask of happiness he showed.

Thomas shrunk back into the files at that question, now avoiding eye contact. Blarion put his hands on the tabletop and leaned forward over the table, which didn’t take much since he was much taller than the table was, but now dropping the mask of happiness for a more intimidating look underlined with panic.

“Tell me where he is, Thomas. You are the only person I have left to trust.” He demanded.

“You won’t like him as he is now. He’s.. wrong.” They responded.

Blarion slowly slunk back to his normal position, his suspicions coming to light.

“Wrong?” He asked, waiting for them to elaborate.

“He’s not ‘childish delight and whimsy’, he’s a child of chaos. He ruined all my files, I’m still recovering after his last session of the game he likes to ‘play’ with me. Believe me, I want Figment back, just not like this.” They explained, going back to hiding in the piles of files.

Blarion knew that he would get nothing else out of them, when they disengaged from the conversation they were done, only pushing them would make it harder on the both of them.

Blarion spent the next few days in a spare living quarter as per accommodation from Nigel for the trouble he gave the day of Blarion’s returning, saying it was “the least he could do” before going about his business. He never once encountered Figment until almost a week later, in which Figment had apparently come out from wherever he hid away when he didn’t want to be seen.

He first awoke to the crashing of various equipment in the facility followed by the blaring of alarms, he had no time to be upset at the noise as it was quickly replaced with panic. He ran out, still clad in pajamas but had grabbed his trademark hat and he ran to the source of the noise. The closer he got the more twisted the building got, he eventually ended up upside down before returning to the right orientation later down the hallway.

When he finally reached the source he found Figment, wreaking havoc amongst scattered objects and knocked over filing cabinets down a stretch of hallway that housed the different scientists’ offices. Most personnel had already fled, leaving Figment to do his chaos alone.

He was singing some garbled tune, flipping between humming and actual vocals, he could make out some parts as the song they used to sing together amongst what was being sung though. When Figment saw the Dreamfinder, however, the lively and rather loud figment had grown quiet. They both stared at each other before Figment finally spoke, shaking his head gently.

“You aren’t actually there, silly silly.” Figment chided himself before laughing and jumping off of the fallen over filing cabinet he was standing on.

“No, Figment, I am. Please, this is madness. Whatever happened while I was gone? You can trust me, I won't tell Mr. Channing. ” Blarian asked him, crouching down.

Figment stared at him for a moment, looking conflicted. As he went to go speak Nigel rounded the corner with a couple of guards.

“There! Great job of distracting him, Mercurial!” Nigel exclaimed.

“What?! I did no such-” Blarian began.

Nigel snapped followed by pointing at the small dragon, the guards approaching him quickly, one of them shooting a net cannon to capture Figment.

Figment couldn’t escape it, struggling fruitlessly to get out. The two guards wrangled him to take him to wherever they planned on taking him.

“You lied! You lied and left me alone, liar, liar!” Figment shouted.

Blarian stood there, stunned, completely lost for words once more. He wanted to shout at Nigel, he wanted to stop the guards, he wanted to help Figment. But he couldn’t, it was like his body had been suspended in time.

Nigel approached him and patted his shoulder.

“Good job, Mercurial! Oh, and I gave you an office to work in. Down in the defunct “imagination creation” sector. You start Monday, I’ll see you later.” He said as he passed by, only momentarily stopping to deliver the ‘good news’.

Dreamfinder stood there, head tilted downwards in silence and the occasional ambient sound before taking off his hat and fiddling with the rim. He had left Nigel in charge while he explored, what had happened while he was gone? Everything in the current had fallen on him, none of this would have happened if he had just stayed put instead of exploring. He let his thoughts consume him for a long time before finally moving.

He sighed and dropped his hat to the floor to sit with the destruction, slinking back off to his temporary room to let everything sink in and figure out how to go forward with the mess that was left of the creation he had made all those years ago. After all, he had to get ready for work Monday.

Little did he know, but the same librarian had snuck in later to save his hat and hide it within one of their secret storage compartments within the Archives for safe keeping, just in case.

[glamjoys]

the name is alodie blaire! wish referred as odie, or didie. but, i can go with any possible nicknames based on my name, i’d love to keep them! i’ve reached of consent age, yet my account is safe for work and safe place for everyone as i love to socialize! i prefer to addressed with feminine terms. an xnfj girlie, and happen to being born under earth sign.

ᅠ♥︎. things that i adore

i put my interests on ghibli studio, barbie films, crayon shin–chan, bunnies, cats, ice cream {heart_eyes}, and foods a lot! i enjoy reading novel and manga/hwa. labelling myself as a weeb since i’ve watched and explored a lot of animes. my current watch anime is the yuzuki family’s four sons! i like to spending my spare time to watch 2000s teenlit and romcom movies or series, cartoons, k–dramas, and some youtube channels as well.

let’s talk about music, shall we? my taste in music knows no bounds, but i really enjoy listen to rock–metal, indie, and r&b genres!

a top casual listener of grentperez, taylor swift, why don’t we, valley, niki, lauv, mac demarco, sabrina carpenter, keshi, olivia rodrigo, bts, wave to earth, dept, one direction, the smiths, one ok rock, pixies, my chemical romance, bad omens, wallows, coin, beabadoobee, day6, d.o, yoasobi, maliq & d’essentials, hivi!, tulus, lyodra, mahalini, jkt48, hindia, dewa19, reality club, etc.

i adore k–pop in general as well! my playlist are mostly filled with newjeans, enhypen, le sserafim, ive’s songs, but also listen to the boyz, aespa, txt, stayc, red velvet, itzy, seventeen, nmixx, everglow, boynextdoor, fromis_9 and twice.

ᅠ ♥︎. additional information

i do post various things, it could be my interest, my day, my fav, and pic of quote or kindness reminder. i like to chattin’ with my mutuals, i find it joy in interacting about random things in my personal space. so, if you’re not planning to, it might be best for us not to be mutual at all. also, i share link of my current go–to song. please take a note that i get drained easily too, i go ghost mode every once in a while. my account type is counted as non–labeled.

i don’t tolerate anyone that is disrespect or rude, any phobic, support zionist, and enjoy spreading hate. those who often engages in unnecessary drama or fanwar, and posts too many not safe for work stuff or any explicit contents should not be around on my timeline. my account is follow, unfollow, block, or mute free since i do soft–hard blocking to those whom i feel uncomfy or barely talk with, no hard feelings!

thank you for spending your time to get to know me! please let me know if, by any chance i do something wrong or there’s any matter to solved through my dm since it’s widely opened for everyone. there’s nothing more and nothing less, let’s get along and be a good friend, lovely_soul beings!

[loveisbraveandwild]

2023 books (check out my storygraph for reviews)

january

unbought and unbossed, shirley chisholm

true biz, sara nović

yerba buena, nina lacour

the racism of people who love you, samira mehta

night, elie wiesel

seven says in june, tia williams

the reading list, sara nisha adams

finna, nino cipri

ace, angela chen

nightcrawling, leila mottley

the light we carry, michelle obama

how to resist amazon and why, danny caine

the daughter of auschwitz, tova friedman

kaikeyi, vaishnsvi patel

just as you are, camille kellogg

hijab butch blues, lamya h

february

a guide to just being friends, sophie sullivan

mean baby, selma blair

lavender house, lev ac rosen

loveless, alice oseman

the department of rare books and special collections, eva jurczyk

small game, blair braverman

wash day diaries, jamila rowser

the heartstopper yearbook, alice oseman

yellowface, r.f. kuang

stay true, hua hsu

the school for good mothers, jassamine chan

elatsoe, darcie little badger

under the udala tree, chinelo okparanta

there there, tommy orange

making a scene, constance wu

happy place, emily henry

i have a question for you, rebecca makkai

finding me, viola davis

wow, no thank you, samantha irby

march

lark and kasim start a revolution, kacen callender

mooncakes, suzanne walker

lies we sing to the sea, sarah underwood

the family outing, jessi hempel

dead collections, isaac fellman

ace voices, eris young

the anthropocene review, john green

mad honey, jennifer finney boylan & jody picoult

all my rage, sabaa tahir

hello, molly, molly shannon

fine, rhea ewing

nevada, imogen binnie

super late bloomer, julia kaye

love & other disasters, anita kelly

the boy with a bird in his chest, emme lund

the honeys, ryan lansala

the 57 bus, dashka slater

making love with the land, joshua whitehead

a history of my brief body, billy-ray belcourt

there are trans people here, h. melt

patricia wants to cuddle, samantha allen

babel, r.f. kuang

april

lessons in chemistry, bonnie garmus

ace of spaces, faridah abike-,ymide

the things we do to our friends, heather darwent

deaf utopia, nyle dimarco

black cake, charmaine wilkerson

simon vs. the homo sapiens agenda, becky albertalli

the things we couldn't say, jay cole

long black veil, jennifer finney boylan

good talk, mira jacobs

remarkably bright creatures, shelby van pelt

[lexis3npaii]

Corner Store Confession

I’m baaaaccckkkk 😈

bangchanxfem!reader

1.6k words 

(literally just fluff)

the lee know fic i’m writing is taking me longer than expected lol. i wrote this 1 or 2 years ago for a creative writing class but i just changed the boy to chan and the main girl to Y/N. I was gonna change the little sister to jeongin, but i think the sister dynamic works better than a brother/sister one would, so May is a OC. i am writing a teen romcom novel that this scene will be in but the scene in the book is different and obviously the names are different. like before, enjoy and feedback is greatly appreciated :) 

The night is dim, and the frigid air nearly passes right through my body, the knitted gray cardigan hanging low on my shoulders barely keeping me warm. We walk along the road, on our way to the corner store. Well I walk, May practically skips, her messy head of curls bouncing up and down as she does. I can see the excitement radiating off of her body. Me? I can feel the anxiety rattling almost every bone in my body. The oxygen feels thick and hard to breathe. No doubt another symptom of my good ol’ pal anxiety.

When we reach our destination, I stop before going in. I look over at May. She’s got her hand on the handle, ready to swing the door open and gaze at the cashier we’re both infatuated with.

“Um hello? Earth to Y/N?” she says to grab my attention again, “Can we go in?” 

I train my eyes straight ahead and nod, mentally preparing myself for the possible impending embarrassment that’s coming. It always comes when I’m in the presence of Christopher.

We enter the store and hear the familiar bell ring. I glance over at the checkout just as Chris looks up from his phone and waves at me. I half smile and wave back, already feeling the butterflies flutter in my stomach. No not flutter, more like rage. The butterflies are raging in my stomach. They’ve formed a mosh pit and they are now raging. May elbows me and wiggles her eyebrows like an idiot. I give her a little shove and turn back to Chris. I wave again, cursing myself for already forgetting the first time I waved. At this, Chris giggles and waves at me again. I avert eye contact and I quickly push May to the back of the store. I stand, Blair Witch style, against the freezer. The icy glass helping to cool down my face, which is burning with humiliation. I’m an idiot. I’m an awkward, blundering idiot. I’m a-

“Y/N!” May once again drags me back to earth. “Pull yourself together.”

She begins to walk away before looking back at me and mumbling weirdo. I take a deep breath, feeling the cool air from the freezer flow through my lungs, before breathing it out and turning to follow May.

We walk through the aisles, absentmindedly looking at the product on the shelves. May slides her fingers across a row of orange Fanta. She spins around on her foot and faces me.

“Soooooo... you gonna talk to him.” she asks.

“What?

“He’s been staring at you this whole time” she points over to Chris who looks downwhen we meet eyes.

“It’s probably because we’re the only people in the store”

“I don’t know, he definitely checked you out when we walked in. Or he was checking out me, but if he was, I’d be concerned, ya know cause I’m a minor.” She grabs a pack of watermelon Sour Patch Kids and walks away. 

I grab a bag of Skittles and follow her to the register.

When we reach the front, Christopher greets us with his cute half smile, dimples on full display. It takes everything in me not to smile back like a deranged clown. He rings up the two items and puts them in a bag. I feel around for my wallet, immediately realizing I left it at home.

“Crap, I forgot my wallet.” I say out loud. 

“Hey, no problem” Chris utters back as he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a 10-dollar bill.

“Geez thanks Christopher. What would we do without you?” May swoons.

“Yea thanks Chris, I’ll totally pay you back, I have money it’s just in my wallet that forgot and...” I trail on not realizing what I’m saying or that I’m still talking.

“Y/N, it’s all good.” He stops my mindless rant. I cast my eyes on the sticker covered counter, not wanting to look in his eyes. 

"I would just let you guys walk out with this stuff but my manager's been on me recently about giving out freebies to people I like.” He says as he puts the 10 in the register, takes out the exact change, and shoves it into his back pocket.

“Sooooo you’re saying that you like us?” May probes.

I slightly look up and then immediately reach for our items when Chris and I make eye contact.

“Of course I do. You guys are like my favorite regulars.” He says as he leans forward on the counter.

“Well we gotta go. School night.” I say in a breathy giggle tone,  awkwardly backing up towards the door. On the way I bump into a swivel rack of potato chips. I make a mortifying ‘oof’ noise and stumble a little, our bag of goodies falling out of my hand. I giggle from embarrassment and attempt to pick up the discarded bags of various chips.

Chris hops over the counter and in one swift movement he’s next to me, helping to put the chips where they belong.

“Clumsy today aren’t we Y/N?” he says with a smirk as our fingers brush each other on the same bag. The heat rushes to my head so fast it feels like at any minute I’ll black out.

“I’m so sorry. I should’ve been looking.” I utter out.

“Y/N, chill it’s no biggie. I’ll clean this up, I mean it is my job.” He says with a chuckle. Fire. My face is on fire. “Why don’t you guys head out. It’s a school night isn’t it?” he gives me a wink and I’m sure I’ll melt into a puddle right then and there.

“Yea” I say flustered, “Yea school night. We’ll get out of your hair.” I get up and rush over to grab May’s arm. I need to get out of this store before I can embarrass myself any further.

Just as I’m about to push the door open Chris calls my name. I slowly turn around to see him holding our bag of snacks. I saunter over to him and grab the bag. I give him a tight-lipped smile and he chuckles back, crossing his arms as he watches us exit the store.

“Byeeeeee Christopherrrrrr!” May calls as we transfer from the bright fluorescent lights of the store to the dark illuminated vibe of the outside, the crisp air once nearly freezing me, now alleviating me from the smoldering fire set ablaze on my entire body. I squeeze my eyes shut so tight, it feels like my eyelids will split open. The painful memories of just moments ago play in my head. No way that just happened. No way I just majorly embarrass myself THAT bad. I look over to May, who’s doubling over in laughter. I mean hands on stomach, trying to keep herself upright kind of laughter.

“Aw man, that was so funny. You were like a Charlie Chaplin film, but unfortunately for you there was sound.” She burst into a fit of laughter again, now covering her mouth with her hands, trying to muffle her loud cackles.

“It’s nice to know my pain is amusing to you.” I say as I try not to glance back at the store. I know he’s staring at us through the window and if we meet eyes again, I’m going to pass away.

How on earth am I ever going to face him again? I can’t go back into that store, not while he’s working that is. I’m going to have to avoid him for the rest of my life. Just then, I notice May’s laughter has stopped. I glance over at her. She’s got her smug ‘I told you so’ face on as we walk down the street.

“What?” I finally ask, sick of her giving me that look.

“He likes you” she retorts back, fully confident.

“Not after that he doesn’t.”

“No he likes you, trust me.” She skips ahead of me, humming some unknown tune. She spins back around and says “And you like him.” 

I stand still for a moment, mulling over May’s statement. Against my better judgment, I turn around just as the oh so familiar store door rings. Before I know it, I’m face to face with Chris, who pants a little from his short run. 

For a moment, we just stare at each other. His face displays a nervousness I’ve never seen on him before. He opens his mouth to say something, but closes it and turns away, hiding his face from me. 

“Y/N! I was wondering if you wanted to do something. With me! Do something with me along with you. Together, at the same time.” He rambles on. I can’t help but think how cute it is to see him like this, fumbling over his words, speaking in disjointed sentences like, well, me. 

“Yes.” I cut him off with an uncharacteristic burst of confidence. 

“Yes? Yes. Yes what… exactly?” 

“Yes I’ll go out with you.” I say with an awkward smile.

He gives me his award winning smile and for the first time all night, I grin and laugh, not out of nervousness or embarrassment, but pure excitement. 

“Cool. I’ll text you.” He hands me his phone to input my number. “Definitely not on a school night though.” He jokes, as I hand back the device. He begins to walk backwards towards the store. 

“Not gonna let me live that one down are you?” 

“Never.” 

I watch him go back into the store, a visual pep in his step. I wait until he disappears behind a shelf to do a little celebratory dance, before running to catch up with May. I don’t tell her what just happened, I’ll keep that to myself for a while. Plus I hate it when she’s right.

[moonlightdancer26]

Y’all look at this 😭

*cringes in embarrassment* these reblogs are too damn good not to be on my blog

This is too cute lmao

Go study sweetie. Stop procrastinating and do something good for your life <3

Hey girly please read properly. I blocked you because I went through your blog and found out what you were. And so I warned my friends and followers—who share the same opinion as I do—that there’s a radfem around. Of course that doesn’t mean radfems won’t stop coming or existing, just means that we’re at least rid of one of them. It’s really quite simple to understand. oh and your response was just as amusing, thanks.

btw your new follower (*cough* subyss-chan *cough*) who “has drama with me” considers the term “feminist” to be an insult; that must be so heartbreaking for a so-called radical feminist to hear 🥺

and one question: Where did you get the idea I was surprised… in any way? 💀 For the most part I’m glad because a) I found out one of my followers—the one who also follows you—completely sucks b) my block list vastly increased when I went through your blog, I’m happy to be rid of more people like you. So for that I’d like to thank you. <3

Anyway, Blair Waldorf is much more important than you are—I’ll go continue my show while you continue procrastinating. See y’all in an hour or two. 🥰

[dear-indies]

Hi Cat! I hope the day/night has been treating you kindly today. I’m wondering if you can help me find a female Korean fc (preferably with acting roles and in her late 20s) who can pull off a rock/heavy metal musician vibe? I was originally going to use Park Gyu-young because of her role in Sweet Home, but she’s already being used. I’m sorry if this request was oddly niche, but thank you in advance for any and all help! <3

JuJu Chan (1989) Hongkonger - in Wu Assassins and Fistful of Vengeance.

Hannah John-Kamen (1989) Nigerian / White - in Killjoys and Resident Evil.

Damaris Lewis (1990) Afro-Kittian - in Titans.

Chantal Thuy (1990) Vietnamese - in Black Lightning.

Mary Galloway (1990) Quamichan and White - is queer - in Querencia.

Sarah Kameela Impey (1991) Indo-Guyanese / British - has spoken up for Palestine!

Sky Ferreira (1992) Ojibwe, Cree, Chippewa Cree, Cheyenne, Brazilian of Portuguese and possibly other descent, Galician Jewish, Bukovina Jewish, White - has Chronic Lyme Disease.

Jessica Henwick (1992) Chinese Singaporean / English - in The Matrix Resurrections.

Naomi Scott (1993) Gujarati / White - in Smile 2.

Jordan Alexander (1993) African-American and White - is queer - has spoken up for Palestine!

Anna Leong Brophy (1993) Irish, Chinese, Kadazan.

Devery Jacobs (1993) Mohawk - is queer - has spoken up for Palestine!

Juliette Motamed (1995) Iranian - in We Are Lady Parts.

Adeline Rudolph (1995) Korean / German - in Chilling Adventures of Sabrina and Resident Evil.

Coty Camacho (1995) Mixtec and Zapotec - is pansexual.

Yang Hye Ji (1996) Korean - in Nevertheless.

Blair Lamora (1997) Ojibwe and Argentinian - is bisexual - in Shoresy.

Brianne Tju (1998) Chinese, Indonesian - in High School.

Hirose Suzu (1998) Japanese - Not Quite Dead Yet.

I hope this helps! ✨

[haileygarciasunshine]

Make a Wish

Written: Apri 14th, 2021

Posted: Apri 14th, 2021

Warning: None

Word Count: 827

Author's Note: I'm catching up on all the Birthday Requests!!

Requested: Yes! Happy Eary Birthday!! (Birthday is tomorrow) @sweaterfics

Summary: The reader has a special birthday surprise.

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Blair laced her arm through yours, as you glided in unison down the bustling streets of New York. The light and airy spring air dancing around the both of you. After a harsh winter, you were more than happy to deal with a slightly chilled Spring breeze.

All the snow had finally melted off the streets, while birds flew overhead happily chirping on their way through.

"Did you hear me?" Blair questioned as she playfully nudged your shoulder.

"Hm?" You questioned while a frown etched itself along your lips. "Uh, no, sorry."

Blair's giggle filled the air before it was quickly replaced by the sound of a taxi honking as it passed by.

"I said." She playfully drew out as she pretended to be annoyed. "What has Chuck planned for your birthday?"

Furrowing your eyebrows together, the frown comfortably stayed upon the seams of your lips. "I...I don't think he has anything planned."

Blair let out a gasp, promptly coming to a stop, as surprise eluded her features. "What do you mean he doesn't have anything planned?"

Letting out a sigh, you shrugged. "Just what I said." You spoke as you stood awkwardly in front of her. Heat began dancing along your cheeks as you dropped your gaze to the ground before you.

"You've been together for a while now..." Her voice trailed off, as sorrow was hinted in her voice.

Tears began forming in your eyes. Your mind was quickly swarmed with thoughts of not being good enough.

"I'm sure it's nothing." Blair's chipper voice pulled you from your thoughts. "Come on, I'm starving."

Sighing, you rolled your eyes, as a slight smile danced along your lips. Returning to her previous position she easily linked her arm through yours.

--

The rest of the day had gone by in a blur. Blair had dragged you along to all her favorite stores. It had turned to a shopping day with you almost carrying the same amount of bags that were occupying Blair's arms. Throughout the day, your phone had gone off with texts and calls from family and friends wishing you a Happy Birthday.

However, you couldn't help the ping of sadness you felt, that Chuck hadn't bother taking a few seconds to text you. Frowning, you tried to shake the thought from your mind before tears could form.

"Come on, Y/N!" Blair called ahead of you. "Dorota has dinner ready for us."

Furrowing your eyebrows together, you were confused as to how she had gotten so far ahead of you, much less at a quicker speed.

Sighing, you picked up your speed in an attempt to catch up to Blair. The street lights were beginning to turn on as you passed each one, while the building lights and store lights began illuminating the sidewalk.

Making your way through the lobby doors, Blair stood in the elevator with her attention on her phone. Without looking up she giggled.

"It's about time!"

Scoffing you rolled your eyes. "Sorry, not all of us can run in six-inch heels." You huffed out, from nearly jogging to keep up.

Looking up from her phone, she let out a chuckle.

"I know, maybe it's just a Waldorf thing." She shrugged as a smug expression etched along her features.

Leaning against the elevator wall, you ignored her comment as began to relax. The ride up didn't take much time at all. Taking a deep breath, you gathered all your bags before following Blair out.

"Suprise!"

Jumping, you dropped your shopping bags, as you gazed in shock at the people standing before you. A surprised gasp fell from your lips.

"W-W-"

Giving you a toothy grin, Blair quickly rejoined your side, as she guided you through the small crowd of people. "It was all Chuck's idea."

Leading you towards Chuck, he stood beaming while holding a drink in his hand.

"I'll leave you, two kids, to it then." Blair grinned pulling you in for a tight hug. "Dorota took your bags to my room, don't worry."

Sending her a toothy grin, you felt tears beginning to form in your eyes. "Thank you."

Turning your attention back to Chuck, you hurled yourself into his arms. The sound of his chuckle danced through your ears. Pulling away from his embrace, your hands stayed anchor on his biceps.

"I...I can't believe you did all this." You spoke in disbelief, as your voice was meek and meager.

Tilting his head slightly, he gazed at you with an expression you hadn't seen before. One you had only seen Serena and Dan exchange. Love.

"Why wouldn't I?" He questioned a flash of hesitation danced along his features. Just as quick as it had come, it had disappeared.

"I love you."

In that moment, the music seemed to become quiet while the party chatter had become silent in your ears. Gazing at Chuck, you felt as if you were standing alone together, while the world keeps turning.

"I love you too."

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[taeminsupremacist]

you seem like a connoisseur so i’m gonna ask…. do u have any horror recs for someone who doesn’t do well w like immediate jarring stuff (jump scares, temporarily scary things, etc.) and prefers more psychological stuff that kind of sits with you? if not, any recs at all would be appreciated!! :)

Hehehe thanks for the ask! I really racked my brain for this so here is a nice long list of some of my faves.

Lake Mungo (2008): So I watched this one last week for the first time and I'm still thinking about it AHH It's one that really sticks with you. There's only one (1) jump scare and it's not really a surprise it's a pretty slow buildup to it. One I definitely recommend!

La Llorona (2019): A really interesting take on a classic horror folk tale. It's very slow burn and has no jump scares. Highly recommend. Nothing like the horrible American la llorona film that came out in the same year lol.

My Heart Can't Beat Unless You Tell It To (2021): This one is interesting. It's what I would call a quiet horror movie. I enjoyed it and I'm still trying to decide what I think about it.

The Night House (2021): So this one does have some "jump scares" but they are very creative not anything that actually jumps out at you. A really great psychological horror movie I think it's in my top 5.

A Girls Walk Home Alone At Night (2014): I think this is a modern classic. A very slow burn vampire film that subverts the vampire mythos. Not as psyhcological but it's an interesting watch.

The Wolf House (2019): HIGHLY recommend. It's stop-motion animated and uses paper mache. Definitely one with much to dissect and think about. I want to give spoilers about this one so bad IJABDIUB I think you will enjoy it.

Raw (2016): TW for cannibalism and gore. A French coming-of-age horror film. Not much to say about this one without spoiling but it left a deep impression on me.

The Witch (2015): A folk horror set in a 1630s New England Puritan settlement. The title speaks for itself. I find this one particularly intriguing because I'm obsessed with the Puritanical idea of evil and the devil. Another modern classic imo.

The Killing of a Sacred Deer (2017): A psychological thriller. I went into this one blind and was blown away. It's inspired by a the Greek tragedy Iphigenia in Aulis. It's got Nicole Kidman in it ( my fav. white actress lmao).

Any Park-Chan Wook move ever. But one that is not talked about often is Stoker (2013). Also has Nicole Kidman in it hehe and Mia Wasikowska. A psychological thriller and PCW's English-language debut. The cinematography is STUNNING. All his films are such treats for the eyes and the mind. Highly recommend looking into his films.

The Lodge (2019): A really great psychological horror. No jump scares but TW for suic*de. Starts off as paranormal but unravels into something even worse. Made me angry!

Parasite (2019): Another modern classic. I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it already. It has one really good scare unexpectedly lol. Bong Joon-ho's films are spectacular. This one will stick with you for a while.

Get Out (2017): A modern classic! Highly highly recommend if you haven't seen it already one of the best psychological horror films of all time.

Okay the next ones are more on the scarier side but I think they are really exceptional I recommend you give them a watch if you're up for it hehe.

His House (2020), Host (2020), Tigers Are Not Afraid (2017), The Blair Witch Project (1999), The Tale of Two Sisters (2003). The Others (2001), Dark Water (2002), Ju-On (2002), The Orphanage (2007)

[fantastic-bby]

Lia

Pairing: (F)Reader x Felix

Word count: 2.6k

Genre: Guardian Angel!Felix | Fluff | Romance 

Summary: When Felix accidentally reveals himself to you, he has no other choice but to explain what he was planning. You think through the many years spent together, reliving those moments that he’s been by your side when he suggests taking you up to Heaven to turn you into an angel. 

Warnings: Mentions of a car accident | Mentions of alcohol 

Masterlist || Chan - Maive || Minho - Kira || Changbin - Skye || Hyunjin - Nova || Jisung - Blair || Seungmin - Raisha || Jeongin - Avia

“F-Felix?” 

“I-I can explain,” he stutters. You stare at his wings in complete disbelief. You watch the way they fold behind him ever so shyly when he realises he’s too far deep in to make any excuses. “I’m your guardian angel.” You can feel your heart racing in your chest and before you know it, you’ve collapsed. Felix lets out a panicked squeak before running to catch you. “(Y/n)?” He tries shaking you to wake you up, but when it’s obvious that you’re unconscious, he’s even more panicked. “Oh god, o-okay.” 

Without any other options left, Felix resorts to carrying you to his bedroom and tucking you in before he moves to his living room. He tells himself he’ll just tell you it’s a dream when you wake up.

Oh how Felix manages to mess that up. 

“It was not a dream.” You almost choke when you see your boyfriend standing in the kitchen with a pair of wings extending from his bare back. Felix whips around and almost spits out the orange juice he was drinking when he sees you. 

“Oh my god,” he winces as he realises he was being careless around you again. Felix moves to you slowly. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.” He realises how tense you are. He can sense how scared you are. “I know how weird and freaky this seems, but I would never hurt you.” 

“T-Then, why d-d-do you have w-wings?” Your eyes are still fixated on his wings. 

“I am your guardian angel. The simplest way I can put it is that I was assigned to protect you when you turned 16,” Felix explains, “I’m basically supposed to watch over you until your time comes. I keep you safe from demon stuff and spirits and all the jazz.” 

“You say ‘all that jazz’ like it’s so normal,” you huff. He gives you a sheepish smile. 

“I wasn’t supposed to show you I was a guardian angel—damn it,” he groans. “I’m not usually this careless around my humans.” You watch the way Felix runs a frustrated hand through his hair. He’s fucked up. He’s already getting shit for dating you, now the deities are going to pound on him for revealing himself. 

“So…” you trail off as you let the new information process in your mind, “you’re my guardian angel.” Felix nods.

“Whenever a human turns 16, a guardian angel gets assigned to them. It’s up to the angel how they’d go about the protection,” he explains slowly, worried that you might get confused, “they could stay hidden or show themselves and be a close friend to watch over you. Some angels just float around secretly and others will just add themselves into your lives; like I did.” You stare at him blankly. “(Y/n)? You in there?” He waves a hand in front of your face. 

“Y-Yeah,” you quickly nod. “It’s just a bit much. I didn’t think angels existed.” You continue to just stare at him, taking in the sight of his new form. A few moments pass before you step closer, your hand reaching out towards his wings. “May I?” 

“O-Oh,” he nods. “Go ahead.” Your fingers come into contact with his feathers and you’re surprised at just how soft they are. Felix subconsciously retracts them shyly, a blush coming on his cheeks when he hears your thoughts. He relaxes a tad, letting you admire his wings.

“Your wings are so pretty,” you breathe out softly as you bring your other hand up to brush through his feathers. He turns away from you, hiding his blush the more your fingers gently graze his wings. “Wait.” The realisation strikes you and you pull away to look at Felix. “If you’re my guardian angel, then is this…” you gesture to the both of you, “okay? Shouldn’t there be rules on these kinds of things?” 

“Ahah,” Felix lets out an awkward laugh. “Yeah, they’re not that happy with me on that. They’re giving me a pass because they said you’re good.” You give him a questioning look. “Well, say you’re good enough to be an angel, they’ll make you one. That way, we’ll be angels together.” He has a shy smile on his freckled face. “That is if—you know—you would like to join me in becoming an angel.” Your heart softens. 

You’ve never loved anyone more than you’ve loved Felix; that much you’re sure of. He had been by your side throughout high school and college; even staying with you after you had both graduated and moved to working your own separate jobs. Staying by your side may have been his job, but he made you happy. 

The many times he had run over to your apartment whenever you felt unsafe finally made sense. Felix always came quick. Even when you were both in high school, Felix somehow managed to sneak his way into your family’s hearts as well. Your parents barely bat an eye whenever he slept over for weekly movie nights and they never really questioned it whenever he would show up unannounced on days you were feeling your worst. 

“Are you okay?” he questioned softly when he found you crying in the corner of your bedroom. You shook your head. Felix sat beside you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to bring your head to his chest. “I’m here for you. I’ll always be here.” His words stuck to you. Ever since then, the first person you’d reach out to was always Felix. 

Even when you were in that car accident, all you could think about was him. 

The damage was so much that you knew you were slowly starting to lose consciousness. Everything was becoming blurrier and the dark spots in your vision were getting bigger. The moment Felix came to your mind, you swear you heard him calling out to you right before you lost consciousness. When you came to, you were in a hospital with Felix sleeping in the sofa chair beside your bed. You felt terrible. The first thing you heard other than the beeping from the machines that you were attached to was snoring from your friend. You turned and your chapped lips parted when you saw him sleeping, soft snores leaving past his own parted lips. 

You turned to look around the room, wondering just how you ended up in the hospital; the memory of Felix running up to you completely hidden in your mind. “You’re finally awake.” His voice makes you turn to see him looking at you with lazy eyes. 

“What happened?” Your voice came out raspy, causing you to cough. 

“You got into an accident,” he muttered as he sat upright, stretching his arms out above his head. “The doctor told me to get him when you wake up.” Felix stood up, scooching over to your bed. His hand brushed your matted hair gently. “I’ll be right back, okay?” Your hand quickly moved to wrap around his wrist, stopping him from moving away. 

“Don’t leave,” you said softly. Felix’s eyes immediately softened. 

“Just for a moment, (Y/n). I need to get the doctor,” he told you, his hand adjusting to hold yours; thumb gently running over your knuckles. “I promise I’ll be back.” Your grip around his hand loosened as he left your hospital room. You sat in your bed, waiting a few minutes before he returned with a nurse. Felix called your family before moving to stay by your side while the nurse called your doctor. 

Felix was there even when you were coming home drunk from a college party. 

“(Y/n), be careful!” he squeaked when you trip over your heels. “Take those off. You can wear my sneakers.” Felix slips his shoes off and slides them over to you.

“Thaaaaank you, Lixieeeee,” you giggled, slipping your feet into his shoes. “What about you?” You looked down at his socked feet. 

“Don’t worry about me. Let’s just get you home.” He continued to carefully guide you home, holding your hand gently until you reached your dorm. “Drink this,” Felix handed you a glass of water. You take it, gulping down the entire glass. “Careful! You’ll choke,” he scolded. You gave him a look before placing the glass on the counter. 

“I’m fineeeee,” you slurred. Felix shook his head before guiding you to your bedroom. “Just get some sleep, okay?” He handed you a random t-shirt, turning around to let you change before helping you into bed. 

“Don’t leave me,” you whined when he started to leave. Felix let out a soft sigh. 

“Do you want me to stay in your living room?” he questioned. You shook your head, grabbing his wrist and tugging him into bed with you. 

“Stay with me, Lixie,” you muttered against his shoulder. Felix blushed at the close contact, unsure of what he should do with his arms. “You know Lixie,” you started softly, “we’ve been friends for so long, but I think I like you more than that.” He froze at your words. “You’re so cute and you’re so nice to me.” You looked up at him, your hands moving to cup his face. “Your freckles are so pretty. They’re like stars,” your thumb ran over his freckled cheeks. Felix stared at you, unsure of what he should say. He had feelings for you. He just didn’t want to say anything because he was your guardian. 

“Get some sleep, (Y/n),” he finally said. 

“Thank you, Lixie,” you hum as you snuggle into his chest. Felix barely missed the soft ‘I love you’ that slips past your lips. He dismissed it as your drunken haze, not wanting to dwell on anything that would only make his feelings for you grow. Felix closed his eyes, making a mental note to grab some ibuprofen for you when the morning comes. 

He was even there the time you got into a fight with a classmate, resulting in many bruises to your face. 

“(Y/n), (Y/n), calm down,” Felix frantically tried to calm you down. 

“No! This bitch deserves it!” you stubbornly yap as you still tried to reach out to her. 

“She’s not worth it, (Y/n),” he grabbed onto your waist and pulled you away. 

“Pussy!” your classmate spat at you. 

“Come on, (Y/n). Let’s just head home,” he muttered as he started to drag you away from her. You only managed to calm down when Felix dragged you back to his place where he cleaned up the busted lip your classmate gave you. 

“And then she said you were not even that great of a dancer! Do you know how much of an asshole she is?!” you rambled. Felix only nodded, humming every once in a while to let you know he was listening. “She called my dog ugly! My dog! That tiny ball of fluff that’s the same exact breed as hers! She’s pretty much calling her own dog ugly.” 

“Don’t worry about it, (Y/n). She’s not worth your energy,” he hummed when he deemed your face cleaned up. “Now, how about I heat up some leftover pizza and we can watch a movie together? How does that sound?” Felix’s suggestion did little to bring your mood up, but you agree nonetheless. You watched as he moved around the kitchen, putting pizza into the microwave and grabbing a few bottles of soju from the fridge. The years you’ve spent together slowly settle in your mind and you realised just how much time he had spent with you. 

You thought through the years and you realise:

You love him. 

“(Y/n)?” Felix waved his hand in front of your face. “You in there?” You nodded. 

“Yeah, I’m here.” 

Felix only realised he was falling in love with you when you got accepted into the dean’s list together. He thought the smile on your face was the most beautiful he had ever seen. Felix liked seeing you happy. He realised that when you ran up to him with open arms. 

“Felix! We’re in the dean’s list!” you excitedly giggled as you hold up your phone to show him the email.

“Yeah,” he nodded, “we are.” Felix couldn’t hold back his smile at how happy you looked. He thought you were radiating—glowing—and he realised how much shit he was in just by falling in love with you. He tried so hard to keep his feelings at bay, but when he realised he couldn’t anymore, he started thinking of a plan. 

The thought of turning you into an angel only came to Felix’s mind when he found a fallen angel lurking around your apartment. If you joined the angels, you would be safe from their influence. Not only that, Felix would be with you forever. He kept the plan in his mind, only opting to bring it up to his deities when they finally figured out what he was doing. 

It was a normal movie night for the both of you. You had just gotten home from your part time job  and Felix was lurking around your kitchen to see what kind of snacks you had hidden from him. When he heard your door open, he peeked over your fridge door to see him dragging yourself into your home tiredly. 

“How was work?” he questioned as he finally pulled out two bottles of beer from your fridge. 

“Terrible,” you sighed. “I’m just glad I can finally relax and just watch movies with you.” Felix could feel himself lightening up when he hears just how relieved you are to be home. 

“I picked out something fun.” 

“Horror fun or funny fun?” You gave him a weird look. 

“Funny fun.” His clarification makes you feel more relieved. 

“There’s popcorn in the cupboard next to the fridge. I’m gonna go get cleaned up first.” You disappeared into your bedroom, leaving Felix to prepare the living room. When you come out, you’re pleasantly surprised when you see him surrounded by a makeshift pillow fort. “How’d you get this up so quickly?” you asked with a small smile. 

“Speed, and also,” Felix turned around to grab a cushion, “you have a lot of cushions for one person.” The smile on your face didn’t disappear even when you carefully crawled into the fort where he had set up your laptop. “It's a perfect space for cuddles.” He outstretched his arms, making grabby hands to silently ask you to crawl into his embrace. You climbed into his arms, letting Felix hold you tightly against him. 

“Let’s start.” You hit play, letting the movie start while resting your head on your best friend’s chest. Felix didn’t plan it, but when you realised he wasn’t watching the movie, you looked up at him. “You in there?” Your voice was soft, sounding genuinely concerned. He stared at you—blinking a few times—and leaned down to kiss you. You didn’t move; shocked by the sudden gesture, but you kissed him back nonetheless. When he pulled away, your face was completely red. “Felix-”

“I’m in love with you,” he confessed. Felix awaited your response, feeling his confidence slowly fading away the longer you just stared at him. Instead of rejecting him, your hand came up to cup his cheek. 

“I love you, too.” Your thumb brushed over his cheekbone gently. “I’ve been in love with you since we started college.” 

“Yeah,” he chuckles, “you told me that time you were drunk. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to embarrass you.” 

“What?!” you squeak. Your face became even more red if it was possible. 

“What? I saved you the embarrassment,” he cheekily teased. 

“(Y/n)? You in there?” Felix’s voice pulls you out of the memories you were replaying in your mind. You nod, smiling at the phrase he’s used so many times whenever you’d zone out. 

“I’m here.” You take a step closer to him and take his hands in yours. “I’ll be an angel with you.” A smile breaks onto his face. “I want to be with you forever.”

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Star, January 11

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Cover Story: Hollywood’s Best and Worst Bosses 

Page 1: Shia LaBeouf currently accused of relentless abuse and sexual battery by his ex FKA Twigs was snapped making out with Margaret Qualley after she arrived at LAX for a solid 10 minutes and holding up traffic -- the PDA session was the first time Shia and Margaret who is the daughter of Andie MacDowell were spotted out in public together but the two got well-acquainted a few months ago rolling around naked for a NSFW music video for a song by the actress’ sister Rainey Qualley a.k.a. Rainsford -- Shia went out of his way to charm Margaret as soon as they met and he wooed her with compliments and gifts and flowers and texts and spur-of-the-moment dates where he’d just show up at her house but her friends are concerned because Twigs’ lawsuit against Shia alleges multiple incidents of abuse including choking her in her sleep and knowingly giving her a sexually transmitted disease -- Shia said many of those allegations are not true and he is in a 12-step program and therapy for PTSD and alcoholism

Page 2: Contents, Prince William and Duchess Kate with kids Prince George and Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis for a Christmas card 

Page 3: Candice Swanepoel in a bathing suit in Miami, Jennifer Garner stepped out to run errands in a mask and an expressive sweater in L.A., Ryan Reynolds cuddled up with a puppy to encourage his Instagram followers to donate to the SickKids Foundation 

Page 4: Friends of Johnny Depp are keeping their distance as he gears up for another ugly defamation trial against ex-wife Amber Heard -- after losing the case against a U.K. newspaper that called him a wife beater and a scathing feature in The Hollywood Reporter that dubbed the star radioactive and his career all but dead, former pals want nothing to do with him -- the likes of Jude Law, Leonardo DiCaprio and Channing Tatum have been backpeddling on Johnny and it’s making him furious but to be fair Johnny had already alienated Leo and Channing by calling them Pumpkin Head and Potato Head and accusing them of having affairs with Amber -- Jude’s indifference cuts the deepest because for a time he and Johnny were brothers-in-arms as they filmed the second Fantastic Beasts movie and from Johnny’s perspective Jude hasn’t lifted a finger to defend him 

Page 5: Mossimo Giannulli’s son is speaking out claiming the fashion designer is being treated harshly at California’s Federal Correctional Institution in Lompoc and Gianni Giannulli took to social media to complain that because of the pandemic his dad has been locked in solitary confinement for one full month and is only let out every three days for a few moments to shower and Gianni, Mossimo’s son from an earlier relationship, is irate that his father is being mistreated and he feels sorry for his dad and doesn’t want to see him languishing in prison however his half sisters Bela and Olivia Jade don’t seem too bothered by it

* At age 74 Susan Sarandon has had it with men -- she said she hasn’t really had a large dating career and in fact hasn’t had a guy in five years and it’s not that she can’t get a man, it’s just that the men she attracts are losers or sub-par in some way -- she is happy hanging out in her NYC apartment but still friends can’t help trying to fix her up because she’s attractive and in phenomenal shape but the problem is she scares guys away; she’s a force they can’t handle 

* Two years after sharing her shock diagnosis with multiple sclerosis Selma Blair is struggling with pain and fear -- she was recently spotted getting emotional outside a West Hollywood cannabis shop and she has turned to medical marijuana to soothe symptoms of the chronic immune-system disorder which can include fatigue, spasticity, walking issues, numbness, weakness, vision issues and pain -- on some days she can’t even get out of bed but she’s trying to stay strong for her son Arthur and smile more for him but it’s been hard 

Page 6: Julianne Hough appears to be sweetness and light but she’s a heartbreaker according to her ex Chuck Wicks who split from Julianne in 2009 -- in a revealing podcast Chuck blasted Julianne saying they were both loving life then out of nowhere you find out that they are not the person you thought they were and you break up -- Chuck admitted that he and Julianne agreed to say their split was amicable but it wasn’t fine and it wasn’t his fault

* After holing up at his Oklahoma spread Blake Shelton and Gwen Stefani are having a blast decorating their 13,000-square-foot $13.2 million new home in the Encino area of California’s San Fernando Valley -- the home sits on 1.6 ultra-private acres behind double gates and extensive walls and features a pool and fabulous views -- inside the engaged pair give each other space: Gwen wants a dance studio and Blake gets his own man-cave with a big screen and high-tech surround sound 

* Star Spots the Stars -- Nicky Hilton, Katharine McPhee Foster, Katherine Schwarzenegger Pratt making dairy-free and plant-based holiday appetizers, Jenna Dewan, Natalia Dyer

Page 8: Big Losers -- these stars shed pounds and got healthy in 2020 -- Jessica Simpson, Rebel Wilson, Kelly Osbourne 

Page 10: Star Shots -- Gwen Stefani on the way to the recording studio in Santa Monica, Jerry O’Connell started his morning off with a fresh mimosa and a kiss from one of his dogs, Jodie Turner-Smith is the first Black actress to play Henry VIII’s ill-fated queen Anne Boleyn in a major U.K. TV series in Emley, UK 

Page 11: Nick Cannon pitched in to help distribute 2000 free meal boxes to the Hollywood Food Coalition

Page 12: Demi Moore in a yellow bow for a selfie thanking readers for checking out her memoir, Paris Hilton kicked back for a Coach campaign reintroducing the early-2000s ubiquitous Swinger bag

Page 13: Derek Hough and his dogs Romie and Luna, Irina Shayk striking a pose 

Page 14: Sofia Vergara during a photoshoot, Real Housewives of New York City alum Kristen Taekman is taking advantage of the California winter weather in a bikini in Malibu, Wells Adams takes out the trash in L.A. 

Page 16: Carrie Underwood showed off her comfy at-home style, Vanessa Hudgens and her favorite condiment, Katherine Schwarzenegger celebrates her dog’s birthday 

Page 17: Vanderpump Rules star Tom Sandoval picked up a holiday-themed centerpiece ahead of Christmas in L.A., Katie Holmes slung a guitar over her shoulder in NYC, Dame Joan Collins dropped by The Jonathan Ross Show in London 

Page 18: Normal or Not? Hailey Baldwin shares a glimpse into her beauty routine -- normal, Tiger Woods’ son Charlie showed off his skills ahead of the PNC Championship -- normal 

Page 19: Pete Wentz playing tennis in L.A. -- normal, Pete Davidson hurt himself a few times while making a scarf -- not normal 

Page 20: Fashion -- stars charm in romantic ruffles -- Keke Palmer, Gwyneth Paltrow, Lupita Nyong’o 

Page 21: Kirsten Dunst, Halsey 

Page 24: Ariana Grande announced her engagement to realtor Dalton Gomez with some celebratory shots and she’s telling everyone how she never thought it was possible to be this happy -- the couple began dating in early 2020 when Dalton helped Ariana find a home in L.A. and things hit the fast track amid the health pandemic which saw the two enjoying quality time together in lockdown and realizing they were a perfect fit because they never fight and are totally in sync about how they look at life -- Ariana went straight into wedding mode already deciding on an intimate outdoor setting in mid-2021

Page 25: Jon Hamm stepped out in L.A. recently with girlfriend Anna Osceola and she was showing off a noticeably rounder midsection and there’s a good chance the two are pregnant because they’ve been actively trying to get into the family way -- though Jon admitted in 2016 that having children isn’t necessarily an imperative Jon may have changed his tune after his year-long relationship with Anna and hitting the big 5-0 in March has him reassessing his life and now having a child has become important to him 

* Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher will be camping in style now that they’ve purchased a $140K Mercedes Benz Sprinter and they’re preparing to embark on an adventure  -- with sleeping accommodations for four and a kitchen the spacious luxury vehicle is perfect for the couple and their two kids -- other stars can spend their vacations in five-star resorts but Mila and Ashton prefer to keep things alfresco and it’s a tradition they’ve kept all these years; this is their idea of a perfectly fun vacation

Page 26: Cover Story -- Hollywood’s Best and Worst Bosses -- who’s great to work for and who makes employees’ lives a misery -- Jennifer Hudson -- best

Page 27: Jennifer Lopez -- worst, Rihanna -- best, Kenny Chesney -- best, Mariah Carey -- worst, Gwyneth Paltrow -- worst 

Page 28: Keanu Reeves -- best, Sandra Bullock -- best, Emma Watson -- worst 

Page 29: George Clooney -- best, Ellen DeGeneres -- worst, Guess the Bad Boss 

Page 30: Tom Cruise and Hayley Atwell: Man on a Mission -- amid all the tension on the set of Mission: Impossible 7 Tom has been pursuing his costar Hayley to be his next girlfriend and it seems to be working -- Tom has become very active with the U.K. Scientology Branch and is very taken with English women like Hayley and he’d like to make the U.K. his home base -- handcuffed to each other for several scenes in M:I7 Hayley and Tom were also spotted holding hands when the cameras weren’t rolling 

Page 32: Prince Harry and Meghan Markle’s very L.A. Christmas -- the prince spends the holidays 5000 miles away from the royal family but Meghan’s mom Doria Ragland was on hand for the festivities -- the couple were intending to call Queen Elizabeth on Christmas morning otherwise they were happy to celebrate a low-key holiday 

Page 38: Entertainment 

Page 48: Parting Shot -- Sophie Turner and Joe Jonas suited up to hit the slopes stopping by a local store to pick up goodies before changing into warmer gear in Mammoth Lakes in California -- the couple are familiar faces in the ski town and looking forward they will be able to plan even more snowy getaways now that they’ve listed their NYC apartment for $5.9 million and moved full-time to Encino 

[new-names]

greetings! sorry to bother, but recently I've been thinking about changing my name(im nb). do you have any unique on some royalty/fantasy vibe - aesthetic? for example, 'valen'. thanks! 💞

sure! (you’re welcome! <3 ) 

Archer

Blair

Channing 

Eden

Florian

Hero

Justice

Lucian

Moriah

Noelle

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So many quotes to choose from as for what to request in celebration of you getting 50 followers (congratulations for that by the way). I want to know if you can make a story out of "I got 2 free tacos!"?

The sun shone high in the sky. The day was warm and the breeze was cool. It was a perfect summer day. Because of this absolutely wonderful day Dreamfinder, Dr. Channing, and  Figment had all decided to visit a nearby carnival.

The carnival was absolutely bustling. There was an ocean of people. It was almost impossible to go two steps without bumping into someone else. Besides the crowds it was incredibly noisy from the sound of the ride engines running to shouts of vendors trying to hawk their products. Dr. Channing was staring at one of them and was simply incredulous. “Look at what they’re trying to sell Blair. An internet connected juice press. Who would even buy such an idiotic product?” Dr. Channing said. His words however fell on deaf ears as Dreamfinder was too fascinated by the ride that stood before them.

“That is simply an amazing mechanical marvel.” Dreamfinder said, not looking away from the ride that stood before him.

“I guess it could be considered impressive, but I wouldn’t trust it. It’s likely poorly constructed. I’m surprised it hasn’t fallen apart already.” Dr. Channing said. He immediately felt like something was missing. He looked around. “Wait a minute… Where’s Figment?” He asked.

“He’s on the ride.” Dreamfinder pointed to one of the arms where Figment was happily riding along.

“Of course, he is.” Dr. Channing said.

After about a minute the ride stopped, and Figment got out of the little car and met back up with Dreamfinder and Dr. Channing. “That was so much fun!” He exclaimed. “What are we going to do next? Play carnival games? See a show? Ride more rides?”

“I think we should just walk around and see what catches our eye.” Dreamfinder said.

“That’s a wonderful idea! Let’s go!” Figment said. He started racing through the crowd.

“Figment slow down!” Dr. Channing shouted. Dreamfinder and Dr. Channing began to chase Figment who was flying at incredible speeds. They were able to catch up as Figment had stopped abruptly.

When they finally caught up to Figment, they saw what he was staring at it was a stage with two slanted boards painted blue and orange. In front of the stage was a woman behind a table with sign that said, “Sign up here” Next to the boards were four orange beanbags and four blue beanbags. There was a man dressed up like a stereotypical carnie complete with the red and white pinstriped shirt and a boating hat. He was shouting into a megaphone. “Step right up and join the cornhole tournament! Anyone can enter! Anyone can win! All it takes is an arm to throw!”

“This sounds ridiculous.” Dr. Channing said dismissively.

“I wanna sign up for it!” Figment exclaimed.

Dr. Channing sighed. “Of course, you do.”

Figment zipped over to the sign-up table. “Can I join the tournament?”

“Alright.” The lady behind the table said. “Now, I’m going to need to get your first and last name?”

“Figment Mercurial-Channing!” Figment said.

“Alright. You’re signed up. All you need to do now is wait for your number to be called. The tournament will start soon.” She handed him a lanyard with a card that read contestant number 15.

Figment went back over to Dreamfinder and Dr. Channing. “Look at this neat lanyard I got!” Figment exclaimed.

“Do you know when it starts?” Dr. Channing asked.

“I dunno. The lady said it would start soon, but I don’t know how soon is soon.” Figment said.

“Alright I guess we’ll just have to wait for it to start.” Dreamfinder said.

The carnie was still shouting his lunges out about the tournament, but after about 2 minutes of waiting, the announcement they were waiting for came. “Sign-up is now closed! The games are about to begin!” He reached down and got the clipboard from the lady behind the table. “Alright our first two contestants are Harleen Quinzel and Bella Goth! Come on up Harleen and Bella!”

The first two of the contestants climbed onto the stage. “Do both of you know the rules to cornhole?”  Both women nodded. “Alright then let’s get on with it!”

The initial competition between these two was fierce. Beanbags flew all around the stage. Soon it was over. “Alright then… now our winner with 6 points is… Harleen! Congratulations Harleen!”

Harleen began to cheer and Bella left the stage dejectedly. The carnie called up the next set of competitors, and once again they began to play. “Wow… I never thought people would take a game called cornhole so seriously.” Dr. Channing said.

“They seem really good… I don’t know if I’m going to be able to win.” Figment said.

“Of course, you can win! You are very great at throwing things.” Dreamfinder said.

“He’s right remember that time you threw 5 pieces of paper into the waste basket from all the way across my lab.” Dr. Channing said.

“Yeah… you’re right I can do this!” Figment said.

They continued to watch the competition while they waited. After a few matches they heard what they were waiting for. “All right for the last match of round one we have Figment Mercurial-Channing and Link Hyrule!”

Figment flew up to the stage, and his opponent climbed up to stage. His opponent was a blond teenage boy. Figment grabbed the orange beanbags, and Link grabbed the blue beanbags. There was couple seconds where Figment felt like a cowboy about to begin a high noon duel. “Ready. Set Go!” The carnie said.

The first battle was over in mere seconds. “The winner of this battle is… Figment Mercurial-Channing! Congratulations Figment! You move on to the next round!”

The next two rounds almost came and went. His opponents, Franziska von Karma and Tulip Olsen, both were incredibly good at cornhole. Figment was lucky that he managed to advance. The final round came up. It was all down to this. “We have reached the final round. Our final two contestants are Figment Mercurial-Channing and Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz!”

Figment was incredibly nervous, he looked over to his dads and saw that they were cheering for him. That gave him some confidence in this. Figment saw that his opponent looked like some kind of pharmacist. “Alright. Ready! Aim! Fire!” The Carnie said.

Immediately Figment and Doofenshmirtz began to throw the bean bags in a frenzy. Figment was only focused on whether or not his beanbags were going into the hole. The first one missed the board completely. His second throw made it into the hole. His third and fourth ones missed. Though the fifth, sixth and seventh didn’t. All it was up to these last three bags. He had to make them count. The seventh went in but the eighth and ninth didn’t. The tenth one almost missed but it made it into the hole.

“Alright now we are tallying up the points. The winner of today’s prize is… Figment Mercurial-Channing! Congratulations Figment! You have won a voucher for three free tacos at Tardigrade Tacos!” The carnie handed Figment a little piece of paper.

Figment rushed down to where Dr. Channing and Dreamfinder. “I won! Did you see it?!” Figment said.

“We did see it. You were amazing.” Dreamfinder said.

“That had to be the best game of cornhole that I have ever seen.” Dr. Channing said.

Figment was practically vibrating with excitement. “I wanna get my tacos now!” He flew over to where the Tardigrade Tacos stand was to get his tacos.

“A voucher for three free tacos is a rather disappointing prize isn’t it?” Dr. Channing asked.

Dreamfinder nodded his head. “It is, but Figment is excited about it, so we should just let him have it.”

Figment came back with a bag of three tacos. He pulled out two of the tacos and handed it to Dr. Channing and Dreamfinder. “Here ya go! Now we all have tacos.” Figment.

“That’s very nice of you, Figment.” Dreamfinder said.

“Thank you.” Dr. Channing said.

Dreamfinder, Figment, and Dr. Channing went to a nearby bench and sat down enjoying the tacos that Figment fought so hard to win. After they ate the tacos they went out and enjoyed the rest of their day at the carnival.