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echo-loves-flowerboy · 11 months
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Asphodels Part 1
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hella1975 · 9 months
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all hate to tiktok for taking 'having a space to more openly and actively talk about different cultures' to mean 'cultures are NOT to be shared and we must be vigilantly defensive of our cultures for fear of appropriation, a word that can be applied to any multicultural interaction'. like of course cultural appropriation is a very real problem but ive seen with the access to global multicultural conversation that tiktok provides it's made people TERRIFIED to even interact with cultures other than their own for fear of 'doing it wrong'. like at some point you have to acknowledge that in the real world of the great outdoors, the majority of people are eager to SHARE their cultures. yes there are ignorant questions and biases but also... how do you think those things get unlearnt? i dont understand how deciding that multiculturalism is an elephant in the room instead of a normal thing that should just be talked about and lived with is supposed to benefit anyone? and kids on tiktok are CONVINCED that it's a time bomb of a conversation to have and therefore must be avoided at all costs but like. people generally LOVE their home and their culture and are PROUD of it and want to share it. how have we made it so that showing genuine interest and a desire to understand something so integral to a person's identity is now feared and borderline demonised?
#thinking about this a lot lately. thinking about how fun it was comparing cultural differences in america#thinking of how when i was homesick one thing i found a great comfort in was talking about my home#and how it differed and i really loved and appreciated it when people would ask me about england#in a way that they genuinely just wanted to learn about it and not to take the piss#thinking about how the kitchen at work has chefs from all over europe. we have an irish chef and a spanish chef and an italian chef#and one of the kps is from eastern europe (i havent actually been able to find out where yet) etc and the way they banter with each other#like usually chefs are Problematic bc their humour is VERY abrasive and usually offensive#but this is one instance where it's actually to their benefit bc they're so unafraid to ADDRESS THE FACT THEY HAVE DIFFERENT CULTURES#i feel like the tiktok gen are so petrified of even acknowledging other cultures let alone discussing them#that it's actually sending the conversation backwards. like how does hoarding your culture and pretending it's not there benefit anyone#LET ALONE YOU AND THE CULTURE IN QUESTION. idk it just baffles me a bit that something that started as people on tiktok#genuinely spreading information and talking about the BAD side of this where people DO culturally appropriate or invade spaces that arent#theirs has now become 'for fear of speaking bad about it we will not speak about it at all'. and they'll crucify you if you do. like what#even at uni my best mate is indian and she's too scared to join the sikh society on her own so i regularly go to the events with her#and im typically one of the handful (or the only) white non-sikh there and i get SO welcomed each time#like there's such a genuine excitement to share the culture with someone who is effectively a blank slate#and like yeah ill ask 'dumb' questions or i'll have different experiences (tried a samosa for the first time at one of these events#and the moment that info got out i had like five STRANGERS trying to give me different samosas to try and it was genuinely such#a laugh bc yes they were TEASING me bc 'how have you never had one' but they were also really eager to share MORE as a result)#ugh idk what im saying. i just think it's a shame to watch this happen in real time on the internet#when if people would just go outside and actually TALK to people from other cultures they'd realise 9 times out of 10 the interactions#are actually really really nice for BOTH parties. and actually refusing to talk about this stuff is long-term pretty fucking detrimental#and it also goes the other way!!! like imagine if i - citizen of colonisation motherland herself - didn't interact with other cultures#and didnt ask questions or hear their opinions on whatever shared history we have from THEIR POINT OF VIEW#imagine the kind of shit id be internalising bc i only hung out with other white british people. it wouldnt matter if i was doing it#to be woke or 'respect their culture'. it would still be fucking ignorant. like half my interactions with other cultures#see me as the butt of the joke bc of this like aforementioned irish chef at work VOCALLY slates the english all the time#but it's done in an environment where we're FRIENDS and it's poking fun at each other while still addressing a very serious history. like??#idk if any of this is worded in a way that makes sense but yeah. i have thoughts#cant believe i got inspired to make an actually serious post bc of the CHEFS AT WORK. embarrassing. no one let them see this
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cominy-kiwami · 2 years
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im 2 days in to the intercession week (no school) and im unraveling. i NEED responsibilities if im not going to school or not scheduled at work (as im wont be until the weekend again!! because i set it that way because of school!!) im just going insane. i go to the store for something to do, get a nice treat and then i arrive back home and its less than an hour later. nd im like ok great. what about the other 15 hours of the day.
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thegoldencontracts · 1 month
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Hey! Can I suggest a tired & flustered Azul or Leona? Both are personal favorites
Hihi I gotchuu anon thank you for the requestt <3
also a bit off-topic but im indian-american (not native, like the asian country) and im the same shade as as leona which is why i hate hate hate when people talk about him blushing it'd be vy hard to see and i know its so weird and theyre good writers blah blah blah just a little pet peeve
Leona Kingscholar
You were currently being pulled into the arms of none other than the Prince of Afterglow, Leona Kingscholar. That wasn't particularly new - ever since you two started dating, Leona seemed to have a newfound love of cuddling you. It was pretty cute, actually. He really did act like a big cat sometimes.
Today, though, he seemed especially tired. He was always a bit tired - you knew why, and it wasn't a pretty story, but you had to digress - today, he seemed even more tired than usual.
It made sense. He had to pull an all-nighter yesterday catching up on paperwork for the Spelldrive club, something you still couldn't believe he'd actually done instead of just throwing the job onto Ruggie.
Still, he looked just about ready to collapse. You were getting pretty concerned.
"Wanna go to bed?" You asked, taking the opportunity to card your fingers through his hair. For once, he didn't try to hide the way he leaned into the touch. He pouted, though, and at that moment, you thought your heart was going to explode.
Leona, calm, always composed Leona was pouting at you. He looked almost like a kid right now.
You couldn't help the hearty laugh that escaped you. Leona huffed at you, angling his face in a way that made his dark circles much too prominent.
"Really, though," you said. "Get some sleep. I'll be here in the morning."
Leona mumbled something.
"What was that?"
"Come with me, herbivore," he said, more mumbled, and though it wasn't visible, you could tell he was blushing. The way he couldn't meet your eyes said it all.
He was surprisingly honest today.
He probably took your silence for teasing or the like, because he turned away with a huff.
"You can," he said. "I don't really care either way."
You smiled. It was genuine, not an ounce of teasing. You weren't going to do that, now when it was already so hard for him to be more vulnerable with you. It was overjoying just to know he was being honest.
"I'll take you up on that offer," you said, and that poorly hidden smile made every moment you'd have to spend listening to him snore worth it.
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul was working this evening. That was fine - he'd literally taken you out on a date so custom-tailored to you it made you wonder how exactly he knew you so well yesterday, you weren't going to complain about his performance as your beloved.
But he seemed tired. No, no, that was an understatement. He seemed like he was about to pass out any moment now. And yet, by some miracle, he was still working.
You had to perform well has his beloved, too. And that meant taking care of him when he was ill - or in this case, so tired he might as well have been.
"Azul?" you called out, and the thirty seconds it took him to process your voice and turn to look at you said it all. "Don't you think you should go to bed?"
After a few seconds, he shook his head blearily.
"'Can't," he mumbled, his words slurred. "Work."
You vaguely understood what he was trying to say. He couldn't sleep, he had work to do.
But it didn't seem like he was going to get much done in his current state other than pass out.
"Sleep, please," you said, and you were honestly shocked at how gentle your voice sounded. Being in love with Azul really did things to you, huh?
"But the money!" he whined, and you couldn't help but laugh. The money? That's what he cared about right now? How much money did he actually think he'd lose from sleeping? "'Want money."
This was the love of your life. This man.
Seeing you laugh, he huffed, cheeks bright red.
"Stop laughing," he said, pouting. "Ugh. 'S why you have no money."
Cold, Azul. Cold. Even in his current state, he had to remind you of your painfully broke reality.
"Then you'll have to help me make some, then." You said, trying to appeal to his love of rambling about finance. "Why don't you teach me? We can go to your room while we're at it, more privacy that way."
He nodded shakily, cheeks still a bit pink.
"I'm very-" he cut himself off, trying to pronounce somthing. "'Nevolent. Be-ne-vo-lent. I'll help you."
"Thank you so much," you said, and he followed you to his room.
You couldn't wait to see how embarrassed he'd get in the morning.
Bonus (Of sorts):
"I said what?"
"Yeah, and your face was so red! You kept slurring over your words, too. You couldn't even say 'benevolent'! Isn't that, like, your signature word?"
"Stop teasing me already!"
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𝜗𝜚 ݁ ˖ Dollies 63 Days of Summer Glow up!! Day 1 > Prep 🎀☀️🐬
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Hii Dolls!! 🎀 Welcome 2 my newest series of my 2 month long summer glow up process its pretty self explanatory but im gonna be documenting my 2 month long summer glow up process 2 just be a better me!! enjoy!! ☀️
DISCLAIMER!! ; i will censoring and dancing around certain topics just bc ik they can be triggering to some folk that have issues so cw; vauge mentions of w3!ght!! 💗
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Stage 1 : Health! ☀️
It always important to keep up with ur health obvii 2 maintain good balance in life! ☀️
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Diet!! 🍏
Now diet wise i already do have a pretty balanced and healthy diet to begin with so i won’t have to that much work on my diet but i definitely wanna make small improvements!!🎀
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Diet Goals!! 🍋
incorporate different from my usual ones fruits!!
expand my palate (chronic picky eater)
making more meals that are still healthy & tasty but not repetitive!!
not skipping my meals!!
cutting out all meats except fish!!
push myself to like cucumbers
get back into drinking more fruit water!!
stop eating so much cheese!
knowing my limit when eating!
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Exercise !! 🧘‍♀️
Doing more exercise is definitely a huge one for me because there was a point where i did it daily but then i stopped bc i feel into a rut but then i started again but only once a month so im trying to get back into daily exercise!!
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Fitness Goals!! 🧘‍♀️
workout more than once a month!
do more yoga + cardio + home pilates
use exercise to make me healthier & happier
lose w*ight i won’t disclose how much i want to loose and how much i wanna be bc that’s personal 2 me !!
feeling comfortable in my body + build discipline
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Oral Health !! 🪥
I Will say i did recently update my oral hygiene routine bc i got braces so now i have to do more work but i definitely wanna still add things to it!!
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Oral Health Goals !! 🦷
consistently floss in the morning as well as night
buy a tongue scraper
get an electric toothbrush
start oil pulling
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Mental Health !! ☀️
I Sooo wanna improve some thing in my mental health bc obviously its super important to not only take care of my physical health but my mental health!! 🎀
𐙚 𓈒 ݁ ₊ Mental Health Goals !! 🧁
get back into journaling
get back into meditation
step out of my comfort zone
build more confidence in social settings!
replace most phone time with reading time
spend more time outside
prioritizing rest more
not being to hard on myself
celebrating all my wins and accomplishments no matter how big or small!
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Stage2 ೀ⋆ : Hygiene!
I Already have a pretty solid skincare routine to begin with but honestly i just wanna improve to it and add more to it ! 🎀
Skincare ୭₊˚ ! 🎀
For my Skincare routine i already have my products and my basics but honestly i wanna stater using different products to better help my skin!!
❤︎ ໋𓈒 Skincare Goals ! ⭐️
ice rolling
gua-sha
jade rolling
bi weekly dermaplaing
weekly face mask
facial steaming
facial cleansing brush
use more Korean & Japanese products (Japanese products are literally the best)
Body-care ୭₊˚ ⭐️
Another section where i wanna make improvement i already exfoliate,hair removal sometimes and i use my antibacterial soap and my body washes but theres a bunch of things i wanna incorporate!! 💗
❤︎ ໋𓈒 Bodycare Goals ! 🐬
start dry brushing
exfoliate weekly
shave or epilating more often (my own choice bc honestly i don’t like the feeling of body hair
use my glycolic acid more routinely
buy more sweet smelling body products
find a signature scent
use body oil + body butter + body glitter
using an African exfoliating net instead of a rag
Haircare ୭₊˚ ! 💗
For my Hair care i definitely wanna make room for improvement i mainly detangle every day with just some water or style depending on if i need/want to or not and i oil my scalp!!
❤︎ ໋𓈒 Haircare Goals ! 🐬
Grow it out more with the Help of Indian Amla Oil (some said it stinks but if it helps)
Learn More Hair Styles
Use Rice Water
castor oil
Scalp Massage More Often
Hair Masque Bi-Weekly
Trim Split Ends
Deep Conditioning On a Wash Day
Nailcare ! ୭₊˚ ⭐️
use more cuticle oil
professional manipedis bi weekly!
soak my feet with foot salts more
develop my own at home nail care routine
Facials!!🎀
buy new daily vitamins!!
keep my hair professionally done!!
use my primuce stone more
buy more lipgloss + vaseline lip care
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Stage 3 ೀ⋆ Makeup + Jewelry + Fashion + Perfumes 🛍️ !!
I wanna learn how to do my makeup again so badly! and this time i have more tips so i can actually learn how to do it properly!! 🫧
Makeup Goals ୭₊˚ !
find the perfect soft glam dolly makeup
perfect my eyebrows
learn to glue down lashes
make the perfect base
learn to bronze and contour correctly
perfect the highlighter placement
get the perfect sun kissed summer doll makeup
again buy more lipgloss
Jewelry Goals ୭₊˚ ! ⭐️
i desperately have been needing new jewelry and for the longest and ive stupidly been wearing silver knowing i like gold better
buy bangels
get gold hoops
get a new nameplate
get more necklaces
get more rings
get anklets !!
Fashion Goals ୭₊˚ ! 🛍️
actually dress in clothes i genuinely like
dress for my body type
not toning down my dressing for random people
build confidence in my outfits
start sewing some of my outfits bc i can
make crochet pieces for the beach
buy tons of cute clothes!!
make more inspo boards !!
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Stage 4 ; Posture,Eloquence + Mannerism + Photogenic 🎀🍰
Definitely a Big one for me i wanna fix my posture and definitely speak up more in public bc im a little shy 🙈🎀!
Posture Goals ୭₊˚ ! 🫧
fix my back posture
learn to again regulate my nervous sustem and relax my shoulders
be more fluid in my movements!!
walking with my head up
Eloquence Goals ୭₊˚ ! 🛁
speaking louder in public so people can actually hear me
speaking clearly with confidence
controlling my facial expressions more
smiling more!! 😁
Mannerism Goals + Body Language ୭₊˚ ! 🛍️
I tend to tone down my natrual mannerisms ALOT when im out in public and honestly im tried of not being my true self in public and i let the opinions of those around me influence me into toning it down
be more animated as i am at home in public
walk the way i want to!!
practice princess mannerisms with my own little spin🤭
walk around like a princess bc im literally a princess
Extra Goals ୭₊˚ ! 🛍️
be more photogenic
learn how to pose
be more videogenic
walk around like i won the place (4 the confidence esque of it
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Stage 5: Mindset!!🎀⭐️
The Final Stage!!🎀: where ill be implementing so mindsets of some my favs and learn how to express myself in my environment bc honestly it sucks not being able to be myself around my family ⭐️
Mindset Goals ୭₊˚ ! 🐬
knowing my worth
not letting outside opinions dictate my life
unapologetically being myself around my family
reminding my self that people opinions don’t matter
always have a one track mind with all my goals!!
again not being too hard on myself!
Thank you all so much 4 reading i can’t wait till start documenting my journey with you guys!!🎀⭐️ XO,Dolly!!
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WEEWOO IM HERE FOR THE EVENT!! (also smth I noticed, you can't copy paste your moots @ from one post to another, bc they don't receive the notif;_; I checked my mentions for your @ and uh- nope)
ANYWAY "nights spent in" with Leona pls (or Ruggie or Kalim or Jack or Jamil 💀💀) I just want a lazy night with takeout and cuddles and looking at the city/town from the hotel or room balcony in peace but I also need this frigging degree-
Nights Spent In; Leona Kingscholar
Content; Fluff, so much fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance
Word Count; 650+
Author's Note; I came up with a whole meal for this and I want everything. All of the food mentioned is North Indian vegetarian food, except for Leona's. Best of luck with that degree, Soru!
As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
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You were lounging on the sofa on the balcony, a light breeze coming off the waves helping cut most of the heat from the day as night slowly painted the sky in a deep navy. Honestly, you could fall asleep right here, since you were warm and very comfy. Count on the royal family of the Sunset Savannah to spare no expense, even when it came to their balcony furniture for the smallest of their vacation homes. 
Speaking of the Kingscholars, Leona had said that he was going out to grab you both dinner, which would have shocked anyone else, but he put in the work when it came to you. You were the exception. Of course, though, he expected something in return, which was usually either using you as his pillow or giving him a kiss… or several until he was satisfied with how fast he could make your heart flutter. Smug bastard…
“Hmm, I went through all the trouble of gettin’ you food and here you are nearly passed out,” he sighed, having sneaked up on you. But he sighed, putting the food down.
Leona leisurely walked over to you before promptly laying on top of you and resting his chin on your shoulder, trapping you. He let out a long sigh and bumped his head against yours.
Taking the message, you started scratching behind his ears and hummed. “I thought I had to pay you back after we ate,” you mused.
He chuffed, but his tail was slowly waving back and forth in a relaxed manner, he was only putting on a show. “You can pay me now and then,” he grumbled, looking up at you and raising a brow expectantly.
You knew that face, it was the face that he made when he wanted a kiss but didn’t want to say it. “You can get the rest of it, but after we eat-” your stomach made a low rumble underscoring your statement. “Before I decide to eat you instead,” you joked, and poked him in the ribs to prompt him to get off you.
Leona rolled his eyes, but yielded, he wanted his damn kisses sooner rather than later. Plus the last time he had decided to lay on you and prevent you from getting food, you had indeed bit him. Even though you didn’t really leave a mark, it still stung a bit, and he would rather not get teased by the others if they found out it had happened again.
“What did you get by the way,” you asked. Whatever it was smelled divine. Your stomach gurgled even louder, sounding more akin to some beast demanding food.
Leona chuckled a bit at the commotion, but brought the food out. “Went to a small place, family run and owned,” and he brought out several containers of food. He looked at his order, “Malai kofta, raita, paratha, mattar paneer-”
You saw one other container and raised a brow.
“Rogan josh,” he answered, swiping the container away from you.
You rolled your eyes at him, but you were more than happy at the food he had got, and knew that he left a hefty tip even though he would deny it. Not only had he made you, and your ravenous stomach’s, night, but also the restaurant owners’ as well. 
Now content and full of food, the both of you laid in bed, your legs intertwined. “Thanks for getting dinner,” you hummed, feeling the sleepiness from earlier returning.
Leona turned his head to you, and rubbed circles on your hip, slowly. He was wearing the same expectant look again. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” But there was no smugness, Leona was full and just as tired as you, so he was more like a tired kitty looking for some love.
You shuffled over and placed a gentle kiss to his lips, and he let out a tired sigh, pupils dilating into round saucers. “I love you,” you placed another kiss on his lips before placing one on his scar and lingering there.
He bumped his forehead to yours, closing his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know… I love you too.”
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Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @inkybloom-luv, @savanaclaw1996, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii @leonistic
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kajaaaaaaal · 3 months
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AITA for beheading a man who touched my best friend ?
my (35m) boy best friend (35m) is part of a royal family that is hidden away from the majority of society (it's like a tribe that with his father's influence isn't part of the indian constitution and they get silly like that)
(tldr: they are powerful and rich).
We broke up (as friends ofc) at a very young age but promised to see each other. he came back for me this year and we have continued our platonic (definitely) relationship while i worked as his body (ayyy) guard (ifykwim).
they kept walking over my baby boy in that place and there was no way i could let that slide but my sweet boy said no, so i controlled myself.
i did that untiiiiiiil there was pedophilia involved?? i ended up murdering this guy and apparently that was wrong and i shouldn't have, blah blah he's a r@pist idc. problem is i got my sweet boy into trouble.
so me and my bro's gang got put in jail and were presented in court. now here's where it got messyyyyy. so idk the father of the guy i killed got all angry (crazy cause that's over a p3do son) . and i told him to take it out on me but he did NOT listen. he put his hands on my man.
i warned him and he didn't listen so i ended up chopping of that arm and beheaded him. it's so silly and he had it coming.
i don't think it's that big of a deal but everyone and their mother's panties is twisted. my sweetheart told me im a girlboss and he's a gatekeep and e we could gaslight together but that i need to be "careful". he loves me so idrc.
but reddit, do you think i'm the asshole ??
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juleswrites223 · 3 months
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10 Things desi!girlfriend has said ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
☆ Carlos Sainz jr x desi!reader ☆
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1. Agar mei haar gayi toh mei kalesh kar dungi, dekh lena (if I lose then I’ll create a fight, just you watch)- This was when she was playing uno with Carlos and his friends
2. Give them money and still we have to cook ourselves anyway, could've stayed at home
Carlos: ay cariño 😂😂
- Them at a korean hotpot restaurant
3. Mumma said you look Indian and your handsome so she has no problem with our rishta (relationship)
4. Yaar ek ghanta ho gaya (it has been one hour); when will we reach? ;I’m feeling a little nauseous baby; no no i can't sit behind I get nauseous (typical aunty behaviour); just sleeping - during a road trip (based on the fact that my mom does this😭)
5. She does not talk a lot in hindi when with carlos mainly because he can't understand her but whenever she does, she refers to him by inko or aap. (for my non-desi girlies, in Hindi, “aap” is a formal way of addressing someone, similar to using “you” in English. It is a sign of respect and can also be used to show affection towards someone; mainly bc Carlos is older than her so aap makes more sense. Inko is also like that by its more like him or her yk depending on the context)
some snippets:
Desi!girlfriend: mei inko pooch ke batati hu (I'll ask him and let you know)
Desi!girlfriend: aap bade sweet ho (you're very sweet) *Booping him on nose while Carlos tucks her in after she decided to get drunk outta her mind*
6. A talk show host: 3 terms of endearment you call your boyfriend?
Desi!girlfriend: Baby, jaanu and EY!
(this is based off of what vicky kaushal said when karan johar asked him what nicknames his wife calls him; 0:23)
7. Desi!girlfriend: yaar look there i left it right there
Carlos: How many times I told you to leave it where I put it; now get ready soon or we'll be late.
Desi!girlfriend: *still talking with mom*
Carlos: *frustrated carlos noises*
-side kalesh going on while on phone with her mom (sign of true love? yes)
8. I told you one wrong turn and suddenly I lose my navigator privileges and my phone *she was also forced to sit in the back due to this incident*
9. Desi!girlfriend: smile karo na, everytime we take a picture it looks like im forcing you to smile.
literally carlos:
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10. Desi!girlfriend: I would rather die than run another marathon ever again *out of breath after running a 5K*
Desi!girlfriend: I would rather die then give up chocolate
Desi!girlfriend: I would rather di-
Worried!Carlos: ENOUGH WITH THE DYING METAPHOR.
author's note: fun fact my mom did actually say he looks indian then proceeded to ask me if his parents are indians. Anyways babes I hope y'all enjoyed this bc i loved writing this.
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nicromancytarot · 1 month
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NICROMANCY GETS SCAMMED - EPISODE 2
All I do on this app is complain.
Hello and welcome to part 2 of me possibly being scammed?? (I feel like this is deserved now, am I just really unlucky or something?)
16th of March @samisinsomniac messaged me for an exchange, I gave them their reading the next day 500 words as I mentioned I preferred, they responded with my reading the next day too, only with around 200 words, but I was thankful nonetheless!
I gave them a thank you, and some feedback on the reading, they also gave me a little bit of feedback for the one I gave to them.
On the 30th of March they messaged me again for some clarity on a situation through another exchange.
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I got to their’s as soon as I could (which was immediately since I wasn’t busy that day), they were busy, but that’s ok, they said they would give mine to me by 10pm Indian standard time. India is 5 hours ahead of me, as I am set in the UK.
I proceeded to give their reading to them, 500 words as before, not only did I not receive any thank you, I also didn’t receive feedback. If you’re a Tarot reader, you will understand how crucial feedback is for us to better our talent and improve our work, and they know this very well, as they even mentioned to me during our first exchange for me to let them know how it resonates, and leave some feedback in their ask box.
To make matters worse, they did not give me my reading by 10pm IST. (It’s getting realll)
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Here is their response to my reading, the blocked off part is me explaining the person’s feelings for them, I don’t want to put anyone’s personal information on blast, which is why that is covered.
They then said that they would send the reading to me that evening.
It was not delivered by that time either. DUH DUH DUH
I messaged them a tad worried, perhaps they’d been hit by a car and I was just being mad for no reason. They let me know that they had a medical issue, which made me feel evil for pacing my room in anticipation (I didn’t actually do that, only inside my mind palace)
Finally, I received my reading! It was… 200 words, but alas! At least I got it and everyone is alive.
Now the average person would take this as a lesson not to exchange again, just in case they get caught up with another medical issue you know, or maybe the reading is short. (Which ever one is worse. IM KIDDING)
They had a birthday! Turned 18, that’s great, I’m also 18, they messaged me about it, then asked me if I did 18+ readings.
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Sometimes I lack context clues, but personally I feel like my confusion here is pretty valid. Plus! Their profile said they don’t do 18+, I’m very valid in my confusion.
Anyways! They ask for my question, I give it, then they give me theirs, they ask if it’s ok, I let them know it is.
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But I was hungry and needed to shower, so I also let them know that.
They were doing my reading at 7:26pm, I got out my shower at 10:48pm…. somethings not adding up! So I sent a little message, letting them know about my recent scam, and how I did not want to get scammed again so they would have to send it first.
However, they have not responded, it’s been 3 days, since they apparently started my reading? Now I’m no Tarot Goddess, but I’m pretty sure you would be done with a reading by day 3.
Listen, I don’t wanna fight or argue, I’m just a little funny guy who does Tarot, no fight in me, you message me in caps and I think I’ll cry.
This is not to cause an argument, or to throw hands at anybody, I just don’t like being lied to or taking advantage of as a smaller Tarot reader.
It’s only been 3 days, I was planning on waiting longer to post this, however I feel like now is fine as I’ve clearly been lied to about when they started their reading, which I’m not sure if it was to receive theirs early from me, I got no clue dude, what I do know is I am really tired of people doing this to me, please stop, before I actually cast a spell for you to clip into the back rooms.
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Scammers: 2 Nicromancy: 0
Please stop scamming me, you’re embarrassing me in front of my spirit guides. 😔
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outletcrash · 27 days
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My poison ivy! I'm extremely proud of this. backstory under the cut :)
its been in the back of my head that ivy is indian since forever. i literally have no clue why its just There. she's tamil specifically, because i have favoritism regarding the script its written with.. it tickles my brain...
anyways heres my Poison Ivy: Origins comic i made last night in like 3 hours.
(theres a section here on her early life and the backstory of her parents that im still workshopping. basically she was a bastard child that only her mom supported and they left for gotham)
Bhavani got a job as an accountant for a law firm on recommendation from an uncle who had a company that worked in Gotham (he was kinder to the pair). She was always gifted in math. Bhavani raised her daughter the best way she knew how, even without the support of her family. 
Pamela (now nicknamed Ivy due to multiple kids misreading her last name as Ivy. And she was very nature-focused even as a kid, digging in the dirt and identifying different kinds of trees using books she got at the Gotham Library with her mother) excelled in school, surpassing most of her peers. The pursuit of knowledge was the one thing she enjoyed. Her classmates were sticky and loud and irritating, and when she wasn’t ignoring them she was tying their shoelaces together as revenge for talking too loud during quiet time. She managed to make just enough casual friends to not worry her mother too deeply, but this was the start of a downward spiral.
She lost friends, and not many could take on the effort of befriending her. She lost herself in biology, the study of life. Especially plants and conservation. Plants were just so… simple, compared to human society. But their structures and functions and genetics were fascinating. She skipped grades to take higher-level classes on genetics. Her grades were phenomenal but her social skills were extremely underdeveloped. Not like Ivy cared. Humans were a plague on this earth, pumping the atmosphere with CO2 and poisoning rivers and cutting down forests. In her mind, they did nothing but harm the serenity of nature she so cherished. 
After graduating with a PHD and doctorate, she got a job as a genetic engineer. She studied alternative ways to help regrow ecosystems after deforestation. Her Gotham University coworkers were wary around Ivy. She was a woman none of them knew anything about, who would say ecoterrorist-aligned comments offhandedly the few times she ever spoke. 
Ivy was working on a genetically engineered plant on the day of the accident. It was designed to nurture plant species by sending chemical signals, and it took in energy through waste products left by deforestation and manufacturing. At least, in theory. 
Ivy was working all alone in the lab at 2am. She hadn’t slept for hours, she was so close to her breakthrough. She was so close to making those billionaire bastards pay for what they did to the earth. She wasn’t wearing proper safety equipment nor using proper containment procedures during the incident. And as such, she was infected. The plant didn’t just take in waste material, it took in living flesh. Ivy’s cells were transformed in a gruesome fashion, her entire genetic code was re-written as it spread through her body. Her skin was green and her lab coat was bloody. Her newly-red hair flowed behind her as she escaped the lab, running through university grounds. Each footstep brought grass and dandelions cracking through the concrete in full bloom. Trees and grass grew to get closer to her, reaching for her. 
Ivys powers were completely out of control. She was crying and hyperventilating as her mind was warped. It had given her a need for flesh. When she made it to Robinson park, she couldn’t overcome the primal instinct. Plants still crawling at her ankles, and she killed a squirrel with her bare hands and ate it raw. This only fueled her fractured mind to want more. Ivy's first ever murder was a pedestrian, who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. He tried to flee when he saw a bloody green woman with a squirrel carcass in her mouth, but it was to no avail. He was strangled to death with poison ivy vines, and eaten. 
Finally, the primal instinct was satiated. Ivy escaped to a warehouse in the industrial district of Old Gotham. She tended to her injuries as best she could, soon discovering she had healing abilities. The injuries from her being torn apart had already mostly healed. She slept on an old couch, dreaming about what she could use these powers for. 
When the news broke on the mysterious and grisly death of a random pedestrian, the media was all over it. Since he was killed by poison ivy, and from security footage the culprit was seemingly a woman, the media dubbed her Poison Ivy. Many believed it wasn’t possible, and that the footage was faked, but the GCPD was stumped. 
Batman looked through the footage and, by process of elimination (matching the appearances of the scientists who had access to the laboratory, keycard scanners throughout that day and evening, as well as their known affiliations and potential criminal history. Two of them did deal weed but it was nonviolent and they didn’t match the woman in the tapes.) 
Dr. Pamela Iyer was the clear suspect. She matched the woman's appearance (besides the green skin and hair, she was a tall woman with long straight hair and a flat nose.) Batman interviewed her coworkers and found she had a history of being antisocial with eco terrorist beliefs. None of them knew where she lived, however. And when the bat interviewed her mother (the only person her coworkers had ever heard her speak to in a positive light) she was very concerned. Suspicious of Batman, clearly, but worried for her precious daughter's well being. She said that Pamela had always loved being near nature, and that she didn’t care for the quality of structure she had to stay in. But other than that, her mother couldn't help. She does bring out the intimidating motherly stare at Batman, making him promise to bring her daughter home safely. 
From here, Batman goes on a search. He prowls rooftops and streets and uses the grappling hook for fast travel. All while monitoring city-wide security cameras (thanks Alfred!) and paying attention to police radio. He stops muggings and thefts and helps get a cat out of a tree as he scans Old Gotham. 
He came to the conclusion Poison Ivy must be in Old Gotham due to damage on the Robinson Park Bridge, connecting Somerset with the southern island. The damage matched with what had been seen on the sidewalks and streets near the University and the scene of the crime. Dandelions and crabgrass taking the shape of human footprints, cracking through concrete. Batman notices some trees down a certain alleyway in the east streets are warped inwards. Very similar to the trees in the park and university. He follows the unusual growth pattern of the trees, like they were hands outstretching to reach a light source. 
There, he finds an old warehouse. He scales the building with a grappling hook, not wanting to be ambushed on the lower levels if he enters on the boarded up front door.  Entering through an old broken skylight, he finds what must've been a long abandoned drug dealer hideout covered in fresh blood. Very, very carefully, he examines the scene. But there's nobody there. She just got away, her blood on the rotting old sofa is still warm. He also notes three strands of long red hair, which he places in crime scene baggies for DNA analysis. 
His current theory is that the doctor was mutated by her own research. He read her notes and the plant she was experimenting with was extremely dangerous. And the security footage (before it cut out during what he believes was the time of the accident) showed her using improper safety equipment. 
He’s on patrol for hours, but can’t find any sign of her. 
That night, Bruce synthesizes a pesticide-like chemical that could prevent Ivy's powers. However, he talks to Alfred about how the plant would adapt to it almost like a bacteria, and that it might not be effective more than once. 
The next morning Bruce Wayne is scheduled for a charity event. Many rich people are there tied to a business venture Wayne was not aware of. The event was for funding for healthcare systems in Gotham. Little does he know, this is the exact place Ivy plans to attack. She’s hated the rich for years and many politicians and businessmen that support an amazon rainforest deforestation project are there. 
She interrupts their little charity event at a historical building in the financial district of old gotham with a surprise. Ivy broke into one of her old greenhouses at the university, taking small samples of extremely poisonous amazon rainforest plants with her. This happened quickly and silently while Bruce was still at the function. 
Ivy crashed through the large art-nouveau stained glass windows, supported by giant vines. She is lifted down the staircase like she was floating, more vines and deadly plants crawling in from the giant hole in the glass, moonlight from the full moon peeking through the clouds and illuminating her entrance. London Planetrees from around the building grow in front of doors, sealing all the possible exits. 
All of the rich and fancy people in dresses and suits meandering around the building are screaming and trying to run, which is when a mad-with-power Ivy releases her plants. 
They grow to gargantuan sizes in moments, releasing toxic spores and fumes and burning people's skin. Ivy finds the most heinous offenders of the rainforest bill and feeds them deadly plants by hand, graphic symptoms ensue. 
In the pandemonium, Bruce pulls out some tree facts about the flammability of a certain species, managing to throw a fire source directly at it as a diversion before escaping through a vent in the opposite wing of the hall. Alfred is already outside with the Batsuit, he brought it as soon as he learned of the attack. 
Bruce suits up and re-enters. It's a grueling and difficult battle, the most difficult he has fought so far. He manages to spray Ivy with the chemical, and she goes down, all the plants in the hall going still. The excessive toxic fumes suddenly go back to normal levels. Bruce uses an extremely strong tranquilizer on her, she’s still fighting to get up. Finally, Ivy is defeated.
Almost the whole charity gathering was injured in the attack with seven people dead and immense damage done to the structure of the historical hall. 
Ivy’s powers are sedated and she’s taken into police custody, where she is deemed insane. Half of the insanity conviction was her actual insanity and the other half was that Arkham is the only facility capable of holding her, especially since it’s located on an island. Batman agrees with Jim Gordon on this comment. 
Ivy didn’t say anything during her trial, silently glaring with little remorse. The physician diagnosed her with ASPD (which wasn’t right but it's on her legal documents.)
The comic ends with Ivy in Arkham, talking about the rich swine tearing apart the world, and how she finally has the power to stop them. How she can feel the mutation inside of her slowly winning against the sedative drugs, adapting and consuming the chemical to turn it into energy as it was designed to do. How she will return the world to ecologic harmony, with her own hands. It ends with her in the Arkham cafeteria, staring at a mysterious blonde prisoner a few tables across…
the writing isn't like, a fanfiction. its a guideline for a comic in a series of origins comics im planning. do not get your hopes up these'll be done in like, 10-20 years at my current speed. i have a scarecrow and riddler outline in the works, and plans for a batman, joker, harley quinn and probably a penguin comic eventually. and more villians. once i'm done with all the origins comics i'll be doing like, a regular batman series. just for fun yknow.
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sinistergooseberries · 4 months
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varadeva wedding is going to be the most pda filled one cause these two have been separated for way too long -
1. since the salaar hivemind thinks that mannar tradition says that people who get married get mannarsi earrings for each other, im going to assume there is going to be a ear piercing session. it will be a right disaster cause these two idiots cant see each other be in pain for one second also now that theyre together
2. istg if these guys are buying jewellery for their wedding i NEED them to go to Kalyan jewellers cause this is an indian wedding.
3. baachi will be carrying everything on his head and he will be sooo happy to see his brother getting married and also that he wont have to witness him pining which is So Much Worse
4. they select each other's wedding attire and keep escaping to hidden places to make out like theyre the Youth™️. which is why the dress selection takes 3 days-
5. shouryanga tradition says that once you are married, you and your partner(s) will be branded with a certain tattoo, so varadha lets them put it on his neck cause he is Like That. deva on the other hand makes them put the tattoo in between his boobs. bharava loses his mind. baachi gets nauseous for the 16th time that day.
6. baba is very happy to see varadha happy. he literally buys a small cottage for them outside khansaar, and gives it to them as a wedding gift.
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jjwho · 11 months
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Who is your Next Lover
Pile 1. Pile 2
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Pile1
Cards pulled out: Five of pentacles, ten of pentacles reversed, seven of wands reversed, three of swords reversed.
Okay pile oneee
Oof so what im getting is that your person might feel left out in the cold, having it ruff especially if its financially, maybe their parents are divorced because of financial issues.
This person really genuinely has it ruff, like they mightve unexpectedly lost a lot of things, like family and espically money, I'm seeing a scene of being in their parents debt and repaying their debt.
Shame man and I see them always surrender so easily and just saying yk fine I'll pay for their debts even though they should. I feel like this person is trying to stay optimistic
This person is someone who has it really ruff but still smiles yk. Hides the pain through a smile and just tries their best and stays optimistic even though the circumstances are bad. I do feel they are trying to ket go of pain and grief but shame man you should take care of them😭🥲
Physical traits:
-Might look German, Dutch or Afrikaans or raised there
-Dark skinned
-Youthful appearance
-Doe eyes
Awww so innocent. I hope that helps you pile one. Just know this is a general reading si nit everything is gonna resonate
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Pile 2
Cards pulled out: Revered- King of pentacles, death, ten of swords
Upright- The High Priestess
Okay pile 2 so uh
This person might not have the best background or past, cause this person might of been very unstable with money and just an unstable person. May come off as cold and rude and greedy. Now they also have a fear of change, they don't want ti change their old habits for some reason. Or didn't want to.
Now maybe they are trying ti change that now, but it takes a really long time for a man or woman like that to change so yeah. Just live your life and don't stay with this person if they aren't gonna treat you well.
They also might come off as mysterious at first or they have a thing for mysterious people and this person really has a thing for desire like he can't control himself and just takes and tales that's what im getting.
(Sorry very toxic masculine energy that's why I called it a him.)
Physical traits:
-oop they may appear to be more feminine, but personality might be masculine
-They have nice nails
-Curvy
-Asian(Asian also means Indian people)
Okay hope that helps pile 2222
Byeee
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Pile 3
Cards pulled out: five of cups,ace of pentacles,seven of cups, seven of pentacles revered
Okay pile 3 sooo
Your next lover is giving me daddy boss vibes
Like this person gots lots of money and opportunities and shit, but idk this person is always focused on the negative, this person is a workaholic doe
This person just needs to set their mind straight, like this person might have a kit of set backs or procrastinate or put their decisions on hold which they shouldnt cause.
Money.
If yk what I mean.
But that's really all that I'm getting tbh, they might a little lazy too when it comes to live, not too experienced in it and enter really been in love. To focused on work yk.
Physical Traits
-They got abs-
-Freckles
-Strong arms
-summer aesthetic
Damn they work out. Hot for uuu
Okay byeee hope that helps pile 3333
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Pile 4
Cards pulled out: eight of pentacles, the devil, judgement, ten of swords reversed
Okay pile 4 so uhm damn
Uh
So you might know this person from work, might be a new worker, they work really hard and might attract a lot of the higher ups. They're confident in there work too, now they might be a bit of a sexual person who's a bit obsessive and yk very sexual and naughty ooop. Yeah yeah. Like a dark but attractive aura. Pure and cool at work but sexy and whatever around outside yk yk.
Some who likes fairness though. Very strong taste in justice. And someone who stands up for themselves and other yk yk.
Sexy, hardworking, good morals, sexy again.
That's all that I'm getting tbh
Physical Traits:
-Doe eyes
-Light skinned
-Brown eyes
-they might not smell the best tho-
Hope that helps byeee
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cvsmixnaya · 6 months
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another little drabble with desi!y/n with oscar this time. so you know the cricket world cup finals happened and india lost so y/n is in a pouty mood and it has been 5 days since the match happened and she’s still in a pouty mood about it (bro this is literally me).
oscar watched the match with y/n and got to witness this whole shitshow take place.
her and the team were currently at abu dhabi for the final race and y/n was chilling and seeing all the shoots happening for insta and the set up taking place. it was fun until oscar walks in wearing a fucking australia cricket jersey.
why does she feel like this is on purpose?
“oscar piastri!” she yells out while walking towards him. he smiles seeing her walk towards him greeting her in the sweetest way possible.
did he know what he was doing? oh absolutely.
“what do you think you’re doing?” y/n asks him in a tone like you’d hear regina george talk with a very very fake smile.
“oh nothing, just getting everything ready for this weekend ya know?” he says with a grin on his face cause he knew his little stunt was working.
she give a fake laugh and asks “i mean, what are you wearing? i thought you were driver for mclaren in formula 1. not a cricket player-”
she stopped to look at the back to see ‘lee’ written.
“an-and you decided to wear lee how great is this. exactly what i needed to start my day. why oscar? why? why? what did i do? is this a sign you’re gonna break up with me?” y/n says with her dramatic attitude that was still sour from the match.
“come on baby it’s all for fun! come here” he says pulling her into hug. she waved her hands up in defeat and hugged him back.
on insta
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oscarpiastri bowled up to the paddock like this today🏏🏆
comments:
y/nn still trying to figure out what i did to deserve this
y/nn to all my lovely indians dw ur not alone🥲👍🏻
landonorris i was trying to understand why she was upset. now i realise it’s dumb. @ y/nn get therapy
-> y/nn no shut up im in pain. my own bf betrayed me
-> oscarpiastri SORRY FOR SUPPORTING MY OWN TEAM????
18vkfan PLS NOT Y/N SOBBING OVER THE FINALS (i did the same)
lanoscar101 oscar defo did this on purpose just to irritate y/n😭 nah but imagine all the indian fans seeing this
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this is completely based on oscar’s post and i found this hilarious so enjoy my babes
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luxxtuxx · 10 months
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WAIT CUTE IDEA hobie could be talking to pav and the topic of reader comes up, Hobie starts ranting about how cool she is (all fluff and stuff) and reader comes up walking totally oblivious and pav says “speak of the devil” and she’s worried he was taking sour of her but pav reassured her it was all good things while Hobie is just kinda baffled by her beauty until he snaps out of it and covers pavs mouth so he doesn’t spoil his big fat crush on her
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KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!
This is a hobie X Fem Reader.
CW: Pav missing social cues and almost spilling the beans to YN
Im sorry if I spelled pavitrs GFs name wrong. My autocorrect won't let me change it
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Hobie watched the girl he loved do tiktok dances with gwen, watching her laugh and cheer. He watched as she struggled with a fast pace dance, seeing how today she was in the 3-inch, knee-high platform hot pink boots he bought her for her birthday. Her outfit looked adorable, A white top with a panda on it, a black and pink plaid skirt, ripped-up black tights, her boots, with a cute fluffy black purse
Pavitr walked over and looked at hobie confused "Hey Dude! Why are you pink? And why are you staring at Y/n and gwen?" he tilted his head confused. It took a second "OH MY GOD YOU LI-" hobie quickly moved and covered Pavi's mouth as Y/N looked their way.
He huffed, "Stay quiet man. she can't know" He growled at him. Pav cheers "Awwww that's so cute! if you ask her out, we could have a double date with me and Gaytari!" Hobie looked at his Indian friend with a frown. "Bruv cant. She is so much better than me" The punk sighs.
"What makes you think that? he asked sitting next to the tall punk. Hobie looks at Pav like he is offended. "Bruv, Have you seen her?" he sighs a bit "Those gorgeous eyes, and her colorful style, her never-ending kindness, Oh and have you seen the way she takes care of Mayday." he stared at the ceiling, "her voice... just her saying hi makes me all happy, I don't get it. I don't know how she has such a hold on me. Every time she looks at me I fall farther in love." He growls "Im not supposed to be soft or mushy or sweet, But she makes me feel that way. And I hate it and love it at the time Ya know" he looked at Pav, who muttered to him "Speak of the devil"
Y/n walks over, "Good morning, pav I thought you were spending the day with Gaytari." Pav hums "I was until I got talking with hobie about his crush" hobie quickly hit his arm "-INg new song!" She could tell Pav was lying "That was great, really good show stopper now the truth"
Hobie was quick to make a cover "Truth is umm, Pav was trying to rally people together to go to that ice cream place you always talk about" He sighs calming down when she bought that lie. "Oh COOL ILL GO ASK GWEN AND MILES" The second she walked off hobie turned red "YOU ALMOST TOLD HER" Pav ran away at the dark voice and hobie chased him
Bonus:
Hobie and the squad sat at your favorite ice cream parlor happily nomming down on the ice cream. Y/n had picked a flavor for everyone, "Mm! Hobie try this" She held her cone near his lips, And at his actions, she gasps. "HE BIT MY ICE CREAM! ARE YOU CRAZY?!" she moved gwen in between them, all of them joking around as hobie watched her joke and thought (I am crazy.... Crazy in love with you)
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cannibalovers · 3 months
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Hannibal song of the day: song no. 8
a bit about the song:
"Parasite"(released in 2010) is a song by How To Destroy Angels(HTDA), a music project by Trent Reznor(NIN) featuring his wife, Mariqueen Maandig Reznor, Atticus Ross and Rob Sheridan. His wife has taken over his usual lead vocalist position, with him taking on the background vocals, although in this song, both of them sing all the lines are the same time (although Mariqueen's voice is still quite dominant). The song fits the experimental, eletronica and post-industrial genres, beginning with a building guitar noise, thick drums soon come in, followed by more discordant guitar screeches. All the guitars soon stop and the drums and a synth bass are left to play behind Trent Reznor's and Mariqueen Maandig Reznor's low, smooth vocals and dominant drums, with the screechy, haunting guitars coming back in later. The lyrics are quite intimate, presenting two subjects talking, maybe asking each other questions about each other and answering them. They are slowly becoming each other, infecting each other, like parasites.
ngl it was hard to find anything about the set meaning, only everything about Trent's style and how he has mixed it with his wife and others, producing this album (so basically about the sound and production) so i guess this will be fully just my interpretation. very hannigram, once again, i have some other songs that remind me of other characters and stuff im gonna have to do smth about those too at some point lol
and again quite short, the song is very instrumental and feel based in my opinion but anyhow
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Verse 1
"Yes, I can feel you
Yes, I believe
Yes, you can have me
Yes, I can breathe
Parasite
Yes, now I need you
Yes, you are mine
Yes, you have shown me
Yes, you define
Parasite"
through the whole song, the lines are sung at the same time, creating a feeling of unity and harmony, which the subjects seem to be agreeing to feel. They both feel and need each other, they believe in each other, they agree to devotion to each other and admitting how they have changed after being with each other, they let each other be dependent on one another - it seems like they're merging, like parasites. Maybe they chose the word parasite due to it's slightly negative connotations, maybe that's how the rest of the world sees them, infecting, controversial and desperate and obsessive with their love or unrightous and incorrect - considering that this is most likely based on Mariqueen and Trent, they have rattled the world a bit, Trent being the frontman of a harsh rock band known for its depressing and angry themes and involvement in drugs, Nine Inch Nails and Mariqueen bit less rattling, having been a former vocalist of West Indian Girls and a Playboy model for one of their magazines, but them two together - that have rattled the world, receiving some negative and racist reaction after finding out about the two getting married, even producing a song called "The Space In Between" which talks about their relationship and how the media has been treating them.
for hannigram, these lyrics remind me of them due to this, how they view unity and courtship. They seem to infect each other like parasites - they are quite dangerous to each other and to others around them. Hannibal seems to be like a parasite, he latched himself into Will and since then, hasn't let go of the idea that Will should be his and like him, trying to turn Will into him and understand him as he slowly feeds off of Will's sanity. Will recognises that after realising that Hannibal framed him for his own murders and tries to get revenge, letting Hannibal indulge in him and try to pretend to become Hannibal to try and frame him too, but this ends up with them slowly become more and more dependent on each other, to the point where they can't deny it anymore. It wasn't Will's intention at first, but as time passed by, they both have willingly began to accept each other and Will finally let Hannibal in. Both feel and need each other, they believe in each other, they agree to devotion to each other and admit to how they have changed each other.
in conclusion this is their song fr (<- what i say about every song i ever hear)
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i've learned whilst researching for this that another song by htda, "the space in between" was actually used in a promo for hannibal holy shit i have this song in my playlist i am so writing about that one later
i have so many songs that technically apply for season 3 or where i could mention s3 and its driving me insane omfg but anyhow
i recommend the whole self-titled ep by them, it is very good
anyway hope you enjoyed<3
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bratshaws · 6 months
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through the hourglass 285. brb x oc
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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: none uwu
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Going out with her friends when she was still dating Rooster and had no kids was fine, but now she felt…really like she was missing a part of herself. Nikki was fine, Amelia was kind enough to spend the night and babysit her for a little while as her and Shells went out to eat.
She didn’t want a big party, nor a club, all she wanted was to sit down in a quiet place with some mango juice and her dinner. That’s why they came to the Indian restaurant with the tables outside, it was nice, it wasn’t that far from home and Beatrice liked Indian food. She taps her nail against the wooden table as she looks over at Shells who was still ordering them food, the blonde said she’d pay for everything that night and that Beatrice didn’t have to worry.
Beatrice sat at the outdoor table of the Indian restaurant, the warm evening breeze rustling her hair. The soft glow of fairy lights above cast a gentle glow over the space. She tapped her nails against the wooden table, contemplating the tranquil surroundings. It was exactly the kind of evening she needed.
Shells returned to their table, a satisfied grin on her face. "I've ordered our favorites, Bea. This night is all about you, and you don't have to worry about a thing. It’ll be here in a little bit.”
Beatrice smiled, "Thank you, Shells. This means a lot to me. It's been a while since I've had a night like this."
Shells reached across the table and squeezed Beatrice's hand. "I know, and you deserve it. You've been through so much, and I wanted to remind you of the strong, beautiful, and fun person you are."
“I know.”
“And to relax.” Shells smiles, propping her head up with a hand, “I mean, you look like you are ready to bolt at any second, relaaaax. Listen, I used to babysit Amelia, everything she knows she learned from me.”
A pregnant pause took over.
Beatrice blinked at her, parting her lips with her brows furrowing, ‘Was that…supposed to calm me down…?”
“Yep,absolutely.”
"Okay, fine," Beatrice conceded with a small laugh, "I'll try to relax. And, for the record, I do appreciate this night out. It's just...different, you know? Leaving Nikki with someone else, even for a little while, makes me a bit nervous."
Shells nodded sympathetically. "I get it, Bea. It's natural to feel that way, especially when you're a mom. But you also need to remember that it's important to take care of yourself. A happy, relaxed mom means a happy, relaxed Nikki." she pauses, “And relaxed twins, which will come home next week,remember?”
“I know.”Beatrice sighs, rubbing her eyes and then cursing because she had makeup on. Shells reassured her that the eyeliner was still intact. “I promised Roos I’d relax while he’s deployed and that I wouldn’t overwork myself.” she mutters, “...I got sick a few days back.”
“I know, that’s why you didn’t show up at the bar.” Shells says, crossing her arms on the table, “Aunt Penny is a great boss and she understood…but man I missed my best friend sharing shifts with me. Jessie is still in college so she can’t come every night, plus, we go back a long time Bea.”
“I know Rooster is right, and I should take better care of myself, especially when I'm not feeling well. I just can't help but be overprotective when it comes to my kids."
Shells smiles sweetly, patting her friend’s hand. “Bea,you're an amazing mom, and it's completely natural to want the best for the munchkins. But you also have an incredible support system. Amelia is great with kids, and she's my cousin, so you can trust her. Relax a bit."
Beatrice smiled,a bit strained, her shoulders slumping a little bit "You're right, Shells. I’m okay."
Their food arrived, interrupting their conversation briefly and the fragrant aroma of Indian cuisine filled the air. Beatrice took a deep breath, inhaling the scents of spices and herbs, and her mouth watered in anticipation. 
Shells, always the food enthusiast, couldn't hide her excitement. "Oh, this looks amazing! Let's dig in, Bea."
“Shells…you ordered a lot of food.”
“I know!”
Beatrice just huffs out gently, shaking her head. She just decided to leave her friend and her choices quiet, she knew she was doing it out of the goodness of her heart. Beatrice ripped a piece of naan to nibble on as she lets her mind wander, Shells voice almost disappearing in the back of her brain as she allowed her thoughts to take over.
She inhales quietly, then turns her eyes towards Shells, “So,” she begins and her friend blinks at her, “...you and Bob, are you guys living together yet or…?”
Shells’s cheek bulges as she moves the food to the left, then she hums, “Hm, yeah,well, we are thinking about it. We’ve been…coming and going from our places every now and again.” she says, licking her fingers clean, “But, you know…I mean,I talked to him about it. He’s not in a hurry to ‘join forces’ per se.”
She finished her mouthful of food and wiped her hands with a napkin before continuing. "Yeah, you know, it's been quite a journey with Bob. We've been seeing each other for a while now, and things have been going really well. He's a great guy, Bea, and I enjoy spending time with him."
Beatrice smiled, genuinely happy for her friend. "That's wonderful, Shells. I'm glad to see you so happy." she blinks, “But…?”
Shells grinned and leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "But you know how I am, right? I'm not the type to rush into things. Bob understands that, and he's patient with me." she shrugs, “Sometimes he’s almost unreal.”
Beatrice nodded in understanding, way too well. “Yeah…I feel the same with Rooster sometimes. But…did you guys talked about it?”
‘Moving in?” Bea nodded, and the blonde pursed her lips. "Yeah, we did. We're taking it slow, and we'll see where it goes. Living together might be on the horizon. I kinda…well,I like my independence and so does he. I mean, the M subject showed up too so.”
Beatrice blinked, eyebrows arching, “Marriage?”
“Mhm.”
“Oh…well,really?”
“Yeah, I mean,I sat him down and I was like ‘hey, wanna get married or can we wait? He said we could wait so,” she shrugs again, “I mean, can you see me getting married? Augh,I don’t have the patience Bea. I can handle my friends getting married, like you and Ev but me? Nah.”
“Well,I mean, marriage isn't for everyone, and there's no need to rush into it if you're not ready. You have to follow your own path at your own pace."
Shells nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Bob and I are on the same page with that." she pauses “And the sex is so good.”
Beatrice widened her eyes and looked around in hopes no one heard them, then busied herself with her mango lassi instead of replying, her cheeks burning red. Shells looked very amused, “Oh,come on, I know very well you and Rooster are still goin’ at it. And you know how rare that is in marriages?”
Beatrice tried to regain her composure, her cheeks still flushed from Shells' candid comment. She shouldn’t be, especially knowing how her friend was "Well, you're not wrong," she admitted with a laugh. "Intimacy is important in a relationship, and it's something Rooster and I value as well."
Shells grinned mischievously. "See? We can talk about these things like adults. It's not that big of a deal."
Beatrice rolled her eyes playfully. "I know, but…still…” she pauses, ‘Oh,what the hell,we are both over thirty now,we can talk about this,right?”
“Damn right.”
“Yeah…” she pauses, “You know, i…thought about something. It feels like a cycle is coming to an end.” Shells made a confused sound when she said that, “Rooster is getting his promotion, our kids will be all in the same space again and…Eric is gone. For real this time.” she smiles, “...you know how many times I've dreamed about having what I have now? Little Bea would be so surprised and…disbelieved.”
Shells leaned on a hand. "Elaborate?"
"You know, Shells, when I look back on everything we've been through, it's hard to believe how far we've come. I mean, I never imagined I'd be where I am today."
Shells nodded, her eyes fixed on Beatrice, allowing her to continue.
"I've had my share of challenges, as you know," Beatrice continued. "It feels like the universe is like ‘hey, it’s all good now, you can let the jaws free’."
Shells reached out and placed a reassuring hand on Beatrice's ,patting her friend’s knuckles. "You've been through so much, babes. You did it, Bea."
Beatrice smiled, dropping her head for a second. "Thank you, Shells. And it's not just the challenges, but it's also the personal demons I had to confront. My past, the insecurities, the doubts… I spent so many years carrying the weight of my past mistakes."
"We all have our baggage, Bea. It's how we deal with it and grow from it that matters."
Beatrice's gaze became distant as she delved into the past. "I remember those sleepless nights, wondering if I'd ever find love again. I had this fear-” she hesitates, chewing the word in her mouth before continuing “--that I was damaged goods, that no one would want me, and that I didn't deserve happiness."
“And yet, look at you.” 
A soft smile graced Beatrice's lips as she thought about her husband. "Rooster is my rock, Shells. And he's been with me every step of the way as I confronted my past. It’s…you know how rare that is."
Shells raised an eyebrow. "I do.” she says, “I mean, you two were meant to be, you know that.”
Beatrice nodded, her eyes dropping to her wedding band as she rubbed it with her thumb. "Yeah…he makes me so happy." she says sweetly, “He is a wonderful partner, a wonderful father…his parents would be so proud of him.”
“And…I've learned to forgive myself for my past mistakes and to let go of the guilt and shame that held me back for so long." she says with finality, as if a huge weight left her shoulders.
Shells smiled warmly. "Forgiveness is a powerful thing, isn't it?"
Beatrice nodded. "It is, and it's liberating. I had to let go of the old version of myself and…here I am now.”
Shells smiled proudly holding up her glass, “Here’s to that.”
Bea grins just as brightly, clinking their glasses together, “Here’s to that.”
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Meanwhile, miles and miles away from San Diego.
Rooster chose that morning to stretch and relax a bit, they were still waiting on orders and he had to admit, he liked the view when it was early morning. It wasn’t as scary or dilapidated when the light hit it just right.
As he lay on his back, gazing up at the sky, trying to calm his breathing down the sound of footsteps approaching the rooftop interrupted his thoughts. He sat up, alert as Jake, joined him. 
"Morning, Rooster," Jake greeted, taking a seat beside him. "Beautiful sunrise, huh?"
Rooster nodded, a faint smile on his face. "Yeah, it is. Helps clear the mind, even if just for a moment."
Jake understood the sentiment. The two pilots sat in companionable silence, savoring the tranquility of the morning. In the distance, they could hear the faint sounds of activity at the base, the clinking of equipment, and the muffled conversations of their fellow servicemen and women.
Jake finally broke the silence. "Any word on new orders, Rooster?"
He sighed, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Not yet. It's been a waiting game.” he frowns, “I wish I could speed up the process, but it all depends on the brass.” he licks his lips, wiping his forehead free of any sweat, looking at the droplets on the back of his hand, “I know what we have to do, but I know we gotta do it now.”
“Mhm.”
He stares back at the blonde officer, who was just rubbing his chin, ‘...What?”
“What,what?”
“You didn’t come up here to join me in my workout.” Rooster says, “What’s the matter?”
Jake blinked at him, then chuckled quietly, shaking his head, “Damn, I can’t sit by my friend without a reason?” Rooster looked unamused, “...alright,fine. I just wanted to know that Mark was looking for you.”
Rooster raised an eyebrow at the mention of Mark. "What did he want?" Rooster asked, clearly sounding more annoyed than anything.
Jake hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Didn’t say, just said it could ‘help the mission.’"
Rooster let out a sarcastic ‘hah!’ before shaking his head, “...no I shouldn’t be like this,” he inhales, rubbing his forehead, “He’s a pilot just like us, he could have some helpful input.” cue to Jake just giving him a weird look, ‘Listen,i’m the leader in this mission, I…have to hear everyone, you know?”
“Sure…but you don’t like Mark that much.” Jake mutters, “He’s a very…strange guy. And I don’t know if he’s really trying to help or he just wants to be a nuisance.”
With a sigh, Rooster finally spoke, "Alright, let's go find Mark and see what he's got to say. Maybe he's onto something this time."
“You think so?”
He grunts while pushing himself up, “No.” he says, “But we have to try.”
Jake nodded in agreement, and the two of them made their way to find Mark as they left the little spot they were seated on. He was in the common area, poring over maps and documents. He looked up as Rooster and Jake approached, his eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, even though they were indoors. Both pilots gave him a weird look but quickly erased that once he noticed them there.
"Morning, Mark," Rooster greeted, trying to keep his tone as cordial as possible. "I heard you were looking for me."
Mark's response was a cryptic smile as he gestured to the maps spread out in front of him. "I've been doing some research, and I think I may have found a lead on our next mission. Something big, Rooster."
“Really?”
“Yes, but, you know,” he nods to Jake, “Maybe we should speak about it privately.”
Rooster exchanged a wary glance with Jake, who clearly wasn’t pleased by that suggestion one bit. The blonde officer narrowed his eyes with his tongue prodding his cheek, a confused smile on his face. 
"Alright, Mark, we can discuss this privately," Rooster agreed. He turned to Jake and said, "You go ahead; I'll catch up with you later." 
Jake blinked, “...alright.” he says, “I’ll be with Payback and the others.”
Rooster nodded, waiting until Jake was gone to walk with Mark found a secluded room within the base. Mark closed the door behind them, and the room was dimly lit, with a single table in the center covered in more maps, documents, and a few photographs. 
Rooster took a seat at the table, his eyebrow flicking at the papers there. Where did he…get all of that?
Mark, still wearing his sunglasses, began to explain his findings. "I've been going through classified files and reports, digging deeper than anyone else. And I've found a pattern, Rooster, a pattern that no one else has noticed. It points to a major enemy operation that's about to take place. I've already compiled a list of potential targets."
"A pattern? What kind of pattern?"
Mark gestured to the maps and documents on the table. "This is the result of weeks of analysis. I've cross-referenced various sources, and it all leads to this," he pointed to a specific location on the map, a remote area near the border. "I believe this is where the enemy is planning a major strike. If we can intercept it, we could deal a significant blow to their operation."
Rooster blinked, “Weeks?” he repeats, “We got here yesterday Mark, how did you get this information…and why wasn’t this passed through me? I am the leader in this.” he is a bit annoyed, but he tries to hide the best he can, he wants to see Mark’s reaction.
"I've had access to certain resources and connections that have allowed me to gather this information," he replied cryptically. "As for not passing it through you, well, Rooster, I thought it would be best to have a well-thought-out plan before presenting it to the team.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Hm?”
“Where and how did you get this?” he taps the maps, “This…is very worrisome, you can’t just show up with maps and say ‘hey so I found this somewhere’ and hope I don’t get suspicious.”
“Well I–”
“And why are you wearing your sunglasses in here?’ he questions, breaking Mark’s line of thought, “It’s early morning, there’s no need for it right now.”
Rooster's questions hung in the air, and Mark shifted uncomfortably, the confident facade he had maintained beginning to crack. He removed his sunglasses and placed them on the table.
"I... I apologize, Rooster," Mark admitted, his voice faltering. "I didn't mean to keep you in the dark, but I had my reasons. I've been working on this quietly because I wanted to have a solid plan before bringing it to the team."
Rooster's gaze remained fixed on Mark, his skepticism evident. "And the resources you mentioned? Where did you get this information?"
Mark hesitated for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "There are certain contacts I haveI used those connections to gather intelligence. I thought it was best to keep the information compartmentalized until we had a clear picture."
Translation: I contacted my relatives in the brass to have some advantage in this.
Rooster's expression remained stern as he absorbed Mark's explanation. The situation was concerning, and he couldn't ignore the fact that Mark's actions seemed to place him in a leadership position, bypassing Rooster's authority.
"Mark, I appreciate your efforts to protect our team," Rooster began, his voice steady but firm. "But I need you to understand that I'm the designated leader of this mission, and we need to work together as a team. We can't have a situation where one person makes unilateral decisions without consulting the others." he pauses, “Not anymore.”
“I know. I–”
“Do you?”
And the silence reigns once more, Mark swallows hard and looks away, ‘...I do, yes.”
“Good, listen…we’ll talk about this later,right now we need to have breakfast and…focus on other stuff.” he pauses, “And this will be shared to everyone. Understood?”
“Yes.” Mark says, ‘...Yes I understand.”
Rooster could only hope.
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