#not even posted on ig or anything. she sends it directly to me
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#i find it SOOOO FUNNY when my friend tells me she cant hang out bc shes not feeling good#but then goes out with her bf and his friends#and SENDS ME A PICTURE of them together 😀#not even posted on ig or anything. she sends it directly to me#lmfao. lmfao. L M F A O#ok. thanks
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jealousy is my toxic trait. i can't get rid of it. the only thing i can do to diffuse these awful feelings is to demote the close relationship that I had, into basically an acquaintance.
a few years ago now, i had a very special mutual on my main blog. we bonded over our common interests, as is the tumblr way, and got quite close. we even met in person a couple of times bc she's from sydney and i'm in melbourne. back then I considered her my best friend.
well, it's a hard pill to swallow when you realise you're not someone elses best friend.
i remember it happening in real time. 'X', another tumblr user from fucking germany, was a mutual of both of us. would join us in reblog chains, comment on my art, and message my friend directly. and i could see them getting closer. my friend would send me screenshots of their messages, showing me how funny X is.
and i couldn't stand it. 'go away, she's my friend!' I wanted to scream.
it got worse and worse. they were talking everyday, tagging each other. my friend and I had less and less fandoms in common. we ended up only talking about our personal lives, and as we're both introverted nerds, personal updates were few and far between.
i couldn't get rid of these stupid, shitty feelings. i couldn't ignore their public friendship all over my dashboard. and i sure wasn't going to tell her to stop being friends with someone, how awful and entitled that would be!
so i had to unfollow her. and at some point she unfollowed me. we still chat sometimes over fb messenger, and she likes my personal ig posts and vice versa. but thats pretty much it. I hadn't felt those awful jealous feelings in years.
and then just ten minutes ago, simple curiosity took over me and I had to search her up on tumblr. its been so long that I actually forgot her username. I had to scroll through my old messages to find it.
and what do i see on her account? that she literally used 3 hours ago? reblog after reblog of X tagging her in posts and vice versa. daily correspondance. their friendship still very much alive and thriving and its making me sick to my stomach.
it sucks. im so fucking jealous.
she was my friend. my person to tag in posts like 'tfw your mutual lives in another state ;_;.' my person to message incoherent words like AKJFLSGKFG. she was my person.
god how fucking toxic is that mindset?! but what am i supposed to do! its a never-ending loop of shitty feelings. i cant fucking do anything. stupid.
#personal post#i cant post this on my main#in the event that she might eventually see it#hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#feel free to ignore this
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I think I can speak for quite a few people regarding why so many of us are having a problem with your blog now - and, I’m in no way trying to be a troll or rude when saying this, so please don’t block me, we’re all just trying to understand, so please understand us too because this is how so many of us are thinking and feeling right now.
I believe the issue is that you guys keep talking about said wedding, but have yet to actually provide us with any sort of proof at all to back up your claims. Let alone, you still have yet to share the date, either - which, btw, you don’t even have to give the exact date, but just like the month I think would be suffice, like even Deuxmoi (who nobody believes most of the time) still gave a ball park date & keeps saying it’s happening at the end of September. I’m a subscriber of hers, and she’s actually said verbatim “end of September.”
Most importantly, though, you guys have shared screen shots from your conversations and provided proofs in the past, like most recently with the Bermuda sighting and the AD piece, so why can’t you do the same here?
A lot of blogs and people are claiming so many different things, and have been doing so since everything first began with this rs. Every day it’s a new claim someone is sending in or some mod here is chiming - and not just on Tumblr, but on other platforms, too.
And I think I can speak for everyone by saying that we’re all just so incredibly tired of all the lying, deceiving, trolling and manipulation. So very tired.
And I’m in no way targeting you guys directly with this part, this is going for anyone who’s reading this, but it’s honestly enough atp. If you have actual tea, anyone, not just you guys, and you have actual, tangible evidence to back it up, then either keep it to yourself or if you want to, share it. But don’t go around either singing “I know something you don’t know and I have proofs, but I’m not going to share it because of privacy, or attacks or nobody will believe me anyway so what’s the point or whatever the excuse is” and then not share it, because a) that’s just adding to the problem and b)nobody likes gatekeeping.
Like if anyone is actually concerned for any of the sample excuses that I gave, then why bother sharing said info to begin with? Honestly, just keep it to yourself.
I personally, would rather you guys have never shared that you supposedly know about the wedding - because a)you’re not giving any more details other than you know about it and b)again, you’re not backing these claims up with anything.
That’s just me, though.
I can imagine now a lot of people are going to come to your defenses and hit back at me with whatever, like you guys don’t “owe” us anything or the “proof” is already there with either the recent IG wedding planning/videographer whatever follows, or just look at LQ’s track record. I’m sorry, but that’s not enough for a lot of us atp. So while everyone keeps asking us to understand where you guys are coming from and to look from your guys’ perspective, please try and do the same for us with what I’ve mentioned. Not everyone here is unhinged.
Again, not trying to be a troll, but this all needed to be said. I really hope you guys post and answer this. Thank you Xx
I’m hoping the this is the last time we have to say anything on our sources, because we’ve explained this multiple times already. They were not an anon. They are someone we’ve spoken to. We know this person. Yes, they have shared evidence with us that makes us believe that what they’re saying is true. The reason we can’t post that evidence is because there is no way for us to do that without exposing their identity. Something of which they understandably, do not want the fandom to know. We’ve also said that because we can’t share that with you, we understand if it results in you not believing us or being wary. But keep in mind that the person who shared the information with us, also shared accurate information with us that we shared with you ahead of time. People accused us of riling up the fandom when we posted about things that were going to happen before we did, but the reason that we did that was so we would have a basis of trust with you all. if that’s not enough for you, it’s not. But we’re not going to expose someone’s identity so that the fandom can go attack them. Also, if people think we violated privacy by sharing that a wedding is going to happen at sometime, then there is definitely no way for us to share any form of evidence, without violating privacy much further than the simple sharing of information.
No, we haven’t shared the date, but we HAVE narrowed it down. First we said, before the end of the year, and eventually we shifted to saying fall. We do not feel comfortable narrowing it down further right now. I’m sorry if that upsets you, but we are still trying to do what we think is best here, regardless of the shit show this has all turned into.
We understand that everyone is tired of lies and trolling. We are too. But we aren’t some blog that popped up within the last year. This blog has been here for over a decade and we have never intentionally mislead you all at any point. We built a history here. For some people, that’s enough. We understand if it’s not for others with the state of the fandom the way it is now. But what it doesn’t do is give others the right to constantly attack us, harass us, or send us death threats when you could simply scroll away or avoid coming to our page. If you’re finding all the various fandom spaces overwhelming, then I would suggest sticking to the few pages that you like and trust and leave it at that. Notice how we tell people it’s ok if they don’t believe us because we know we can’t offer you the proof you want and would rather wait for that. We don’t scream at you all that you better believe us. Because we don’t need to when we know the truth will eventually be revealed in a way most can (hopefully) accept.
You bring up gatekeeping, and that is a big part of why we did decide to mention the engagement. It wasn’t about attention for us. It never was and never will be. To us, it felt like too big of information to keep to ourselves. The other part of our decision to share the information was so that it could be a type of warning for some people who needed it. There are still people in this fandom who believe Chris and Alba have never even been in the same room together despite there being picture and video evidence of it. We got to a point where we really started to get concerned about the mental health of some people in this fandom. How were they going to react if eventually news just broke about them being married? And if we admitted we knew after the fact? We’d still be getting attacked. It would just be by people who would call us liars for not sharing the information ahead of time if we knew, and people being upset that we did not warn them it was coming. We knew no matter what we did, share, or keep it to ourselves, that people were gonna be upset with us. So when that’s the case we have to do what we think is best.
Sometimes we do wish we would have just kept it to ourselves with the way we’ve been treated by people. Do you guys really think it’s been fun for us? Because it really hasn’t been. But we can’t go back and undo what’s already been done. And even if we could, it doesn’t change the reality of the situation.
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Showmeyourfangs has all this time to make clearly fake accounts to send herself asks so she can manufacture her own excuse to make Important Poasts with random screen caps across sites (AGAIN)...............yet she blocked me immediately. I don't have her blocked and we didn't even have any type of interaction. You've got all this time to pretend you're being attacked when you could just reblog any of my posts and say things there directly? Insane logic happening from allegedly "smart people" here. I'll give you a clue as to why too, it's because she doesn't know which card to pull out to get the big voice out. It's the same for everyone else. Without personal details of the person they're speaking to, they freeze up and can't talk, lol.
"I'm curating my experience," "I'm too busy to respond to this," "I've already addressed this and won't be saying anything further."
Yet here you still forever are girl!!!!! Always a thousand screencaps, always tagged and acting like anyone gives a fuck about this and it's not your own personal issues with a lot of mostly black people. You've been so obsessed with this as time has gone on, it's unreal.
All this group knows how to do is sit on a self made throne of their own weird friends and congratulate each other for being mean girls. They don't talk to anyone else like normal fucking people. Zero skill for adult conversation because actual confrontation isn't a strength they have. They have to keep inventing invisible boogeymen even when someone shows up and is kicking their door down to speak to them. Lol. This is what happens when you worship Anne Rice ig smdh...
Also why haven't a single one of you still talked about the actual issue at hand of Nalyra being caught cozying up to out and proud racists. Days upon days of attempting to distract from that in every way possible and yet the question remains why you feel the need to defend that and still associate with her. Critical thinkers, deeply intelligent adults, where are you?!?!?!?!?! I'm banging pots and pans outside your house, where are you, come out and speak like you always say you want to do!!!!!
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I know I am supposed to be on hiatus but I did say I'd come back to post if anything of significance happened and I do think what is going on right now is suspicious enough to be significant. I also think it's a good topic of conversation so let's start one:
Today Jess shared this to her story. These are from the same post by hypebae on Instagram, an account that Jess doesn't even follow (nor does this post mention her directly in a tag) though it does mention Renell. Oddly enough, Jess did not do her usual thing, which would be what?
Stealing a photo, posting it as if she owned it, and tagging a bunch of people as well as including her little "post-production by ice studios" tag.
The last time Jess did this was when she posted a story with a GQ magazine cover and she shamelessly claimed Ice Studios as "post-production" in a tag with a few other people. Even though the actual post did not acknowledge her or Ice Studios for that matter. [Source]
Shortly before this story, however, Jess made a few posts that were literal duds on social media...compared to her other stolen photo posts which tend to do slightly better but not by much. I'm, of course, talking about the series of photos she posted that all got less than 10 comments, some of them only getting 1 or 2. [Source]
In mid-December, it was noted that Jess had lost quite a few followers she was down from 42K to 41K. [Source] That was noticed on the same day that she had posted the GQ story (instead of making it an actual post as she usually would). Which means that her follower count started to drop around the time she posted that series of photos that got barely any likes, comments, or attention from anyone other than bots or her very own stans.
A few days later it was noticed that the Ice Studios shop was locked down. If you try to access it you will only get a page that says to enter a password (that is if you go by following the link on Jess's account) but if you type in the address directly you will be prompted to sign up for their newsletter. There is no possible way to access the store to buy anything.
This is concerning in the way that only days before this happened, they appeared to have sold out of a bunch of their merchandise (the Flintstone beanies they sell for far too much money). What does this shop shutdown mean? Does it mean they intend to send out the merchandise? Who do people contact if they paid $100 for one of these hats but didn't get one? Did they take the money, close shop, and run? Did they sell anything to begin with? All of this happened amidst Jess losing around 700 followers in less than two months.
From December 19th when she was at 41K to this post she has lost around 2000 followers total because she definitely used to have at least 42K and this all happened incredibly quickly. Even Jess's IG story spam of her snowboarding with Jamie holiday and the actual post only seemed to decrease her follower count faster and she's certainly not regaining people either.
This definitely indicates something significant is going on with Jess. Especially considering that Jamie returned to Mt. Bachelor (where he had been before on holiday) without Jess being with him, appearing much happier and having a lot more fun than his holiday with her over the New Year (if it even happened then because we know that Jess is known to recycle old material when she needs to).
This has led me to come up with a few theories on what may be going on to cause this behaviour on her part but keep in mind they are only theories and if anyone else has any insight I'd love to hear it as well.
Somehow, for some reason, Jess got in trouble posting those stolen photos finally. Either it was when she posted the photos that got little to no engagement, or shortly before. She is possibly in hot water over stolen intellectual property and has been warned about posting it and tagging Ice Studios or (worst case scenario) someone has thrown a lawsuit in her direction.
Business with Ice Studios has gone bad or she's parting ways with Renell and/or someone else is taking over control of the website and getting it away from Jess. I know Jess did go on to "promote" Ice merchandise in two of her stories after the site was locked down but Jess also wouldn't want anyone to know that she is a phony or losing her business title so obviously, she'd keep acting like nothing was wrong.
Jess is officially unemployed and losing her connections with everyone. This may have been indicated by her staging a story to get the attention of a company called Lede and kissing up to someone in their marketing department who she very, very recently followed. Whatever the case, something she has done has alienated her even more from what connections she did have and she's blatantly trying to make new ones.
Jamie and Jess are broken up behind the scenes and people in the know are aware of it thus the people who felt obligated to give her a follow unfollowing her in droves. Once again, if this is the case, Jess would most certainly go out of her way to make sure no one publicly found out they split because her entire reputation/fame/income relies on being Jamie's perfect little "witchy girlfriend".
These are the theories I have come up with. It could be one of these things, could be a combination of these things, or I could be completely wrong about all of it. The only thing I can say for certain (as I've said before) is that I'm sure my blog has very little influence over her account or popularity (if it has any at all). This means that her loss of a couple thousand followers in a very short period must have to do with something happening in her personal life and it's obviously not something very good. What does everyone else think? Do you have better theories? More receipts? Do you agree with one of these theories more than the rest? I'd love to hear your thoughts as well.
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Hi Sophia, I’ve been debating whether to send this to you or not for a couple of days but after yesterday I just had to get it off my chest. I’ve been a follower of yours for a while and along with a few other blogs have always respected how you’ve handled yourself during this shitshow. Unfortunately lately we all have noticed a shift in your blog and not a healthy one either. We’ve respected the fact you said you wanted to give team real a voice on your blog, but in reality you’ve given them and the trolls not a voice but a megaphone. I know you want to let both sides be heard but your letting them take over. I’m not here to tell you how to run your blog but is there any need to post every single ask? The recent pics of the beach was the last straw for me. That has just brought in more trolls and stirred the post once again just when things were dying down. I always thought you wouldn’t turn into what other blogs have and just post anything for traffic but you’ve left the door open and these trolls are now using your blog because they know you will post this nonsense. It’s come to a stage that genuine fans who’ve followed you for a while are now second guessing if you’ve actually switched sides yourself. I wish you no harm and all the best but in opening the door to these trolls your losing team PR people who’ve followed you from the beginning. You might be getting traffic now but will these people still be there when this is over? I don’t think so.
Hi :) It's totally fine you can send me an ask even if you want to criticise me :) I am totally fine with it.
Yes, I have changed because I learned from my mistakes. And you know the biggest mistake I made was I followed breadcrumbs for a supposed BUA at the time of Ghosted. I was the one who kept saying Alba was not going to show up. What happened? She did, I was wrong. I kept ignoring asks from the other side, I ignored to look at the bigger picture, Alba changing her location to the US, following the NYC dress designer, Ana's pics of Chris' house from her IG, all signs were there that were hinting she was in the US and I just didn't want to see them. I was looking at just one side of the picture and I was wrong. I got the hate in the dms and in the asks. I used to get nearly 20 asks calling me a cunt every day but I ignored them, never told anyone. When Alba appeared at the Ghosted premiere I was called a fool and yes, I felt like a fool. What good it did to me? Nothing!
I have learned this PR is unpredictable and it will be good for me if I keep my eyes on all sides because sometimes I might fail to see the other side. Just looking at one side of the picture is not going to change things. People running this shitshow will keep doing what they intend to do no matter how much we try to twist and turn facts, how much we try to look the other way because of fear or anything else, what is supposed to happen would happen. I don't want to experience another shock or give false hope to my followers. What are we going to do if we again get content? What if this PR is not over?
Many people are not happy with whatever I do and I have accepted it. I am trying to be realistic here. I am not doing it for traffic, if I am getting the traffic it is because mostly I am not rude. People are comfortable with me because they will not get attacked by me.
Let me list many other things that I have been getting criticism for.
I got criticism when a local from Lisa's neighbor appeared and told us Chris was not in town. I was told I was giving attention to a troll in the dms and people were not sure what I was upto, I told them what I intended to do. I showed everyone how sources worked bts. Did you all ever get a chance to question a local directly? I don't think so. I let everyone see what had been happening in the fandom because I came across many people claiming to be locals and who were willing to provide me info but I declined. But again people were mad!
People were not happy with my Carlisle house post. What would have happened if an AD feature had come? People would think oh the real side must be telling the truth about the engagement too. I and a few friends tried to look at the matter from a different perspective, the pr angle, how things were dropped, and how the promotion was done but people decided to be mad at me. September hasn't come yet, if a web exclusive or something in any other month drops about the Carlisle house, my question is what we are going to do then?
You are not happy about the beach pics. I have been the one saying the pastry pics could have been from any other bakery, I kept a record of the time manipulation, and I have been the one saying Justin's pics matched more with Joana's pics but again what if we missed something like we did at the time of Ghosted? What are we going to do if some content comes? I will be the one who would be called a fool, delusional and whatnot in the asks and in the dms and no one will be there for me.
Some people thought I was part of certain blogs because I respond to everyone and I am friendly with everyone. I showed I was not. I let people show their anger towards them but then the same people who wanted me to stay away from them, started to criticise me why I was giving them attention on my blog? Did I give them attention?
The problem here is, some people are just not happy and don't like me whatever I do. I have now started to think they have a problem with me.
Another thing I will be gone when this is over. I don't intend to keep any friends from here. One more thing since you think I have switched sides, just to let you know I am blocked mostly by everyone from the real side. They don't like me because they think I am discussing their blogs.
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From ;; Send me your URL and I’ll tell you // No Longer Accepting
My Opinion on; Tea (@/angelicgentleman)
Character in general: Pip is a character who, in canon, I don’t much mind. I like his canon iterations, both SP and GE. I do often wish SP Pip had done more with the fact he’s a parody of GE Pip and, similarly, wish interpretations of SP Pip more often used the fact he’s a parody of GE Pip. Though, most “Pip fans” or “Pip writers” seemingly never even bother checking out anything about the source material. Pip is also one of the characters I generally see get butchered the worst by fanon for SP, removing any spine he has and making him horrifically attached to Damien. I’ve already posted something stating my immense distaste for parts of Pip’s fanon portrayal but I figure it’s worth mentioning here as well.
How they play them: Quite well.
Tea’s Pip I was honestly initially suspicious of. I’ve met far too many Pips who write him like the fanon version or, at the least, ignore his episode as well as his “original media” a ton. Her Pip also had some traits that Pips like that have tended to, adding to my initial suspicion and hesitancy. But Tea is the only other Pip writer, aside from one I used to write with, to not only not use the fanon version but also keep in mind his episode as well as his original media. And, in all honesty, it is great to actually great to see a Pip writer that seems to genuinely give a shit about both his specific episode canon and the canon of the original novel.
I didn’t think I’d ever actually get to write my Herbert against a Pip who didn’t default to the “Damien is Pip’s best friend” or “Pip has no friends” thought processes again, let alone one who was actually aware of their relationship in the original novel. Yet here we are. I’ve enjoyed writing Herbert against Tea’s Pip immensely, it’s the first time in a long while I’ve actually been able to enjoy having any form of relationship between those two characters. Not to mention now having an excuse to more consistently use Herbert, one of the two favorites, is nice. /hj
Tea’s Pip is probably the best Pip I’ve seen aside from the one I used to write with. Her Pip is polite but still has a spine, as Pip should. Also still hates French people and agreed to brawl with my Mole, as he should. Honestly, it’s a refreshing take on Pip after so many constantly either being outright terrible or just kind of bland and not taking advantage of either source material.
I’ve only really ever had like a few things about her Pip iteration to make me go “hrm, feels weird” but they’ve been things I’ve been able to understand through chatter or just interacting with her Pip.
The Mun: Tea is nice.
Tea was awkward for me to talk to at first, though things tend to be that way when trying to talk to someone more online. I never really had any “issues” with her either outside of me occasionally not really understanding what she was saying. She’s been nice to get to know and talk to over DMs as well as chattering about shit with as well as plot with.
It’s actually really nice to meet someone who actually did read GE and also is actively interested in it. And seemingly uses it in their Pip since, well, Pip SP is meant to be Pip GE directly (just in a parody sense). I’m someone who really likes GE so being able to grip someone who seems to be similarly interested in it is just nice.
She’s been nice to chat with in DMs about various things as well as joke with. And I “grip (affectionate)” her.
Do I:
RP with them: I do.
Want to RP with them: Of course.
What is my;
Overall Opinion: 0/10 for attaching that punchable Gregory image that broke how I usually format my ask answers /j
But, in all seriousness, I think Tea is great. She’s nice in general and nice to talk to. Would recommend her Pip as it’s one of the best I’ve been able to interact with.
Pip blunt forever ig.
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty
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1 new message.
The notification reads. This is odd. Nobody ever sends Kara any messages on this account, for the sole reason that it doesn't have much followers.
It was Nia's idea initially. She's told Kara to buy herself a journal. She keeps one herself, where she writes all the dreams she doesn't know how to interpret yet.
"You should write down whatever it is and let it lie there for a while you know?"
Kara thought about it, had mulled it over and over in her head. A journal is indeed a great idea. An outlet of sorts. But the thing is, a journal is too private. If Kara wrote in a journal the only person who would ever read it would be herself.
Kara didn't want that. Kara hungered for an audience. She wanted to write and put it out there, out in the world where somebody will maybe one day read it and come to her--tell her, "Me, too. Me, too."
She wanted to write and be read by people.
And so, the journal idea became the Instagram poetry account idea.
A handful of original poetry posted in between aesthetic photos.
Nia and her sister are the only two people in her life who knows about it. That's why she is genuinely shocked when she reads the notification.
By the time, she's collected enough courage to open the app.
There have been more than 10 notifications. First, was the follow, next was a series of likes and then finally the message.
Kara clicked on the profile first.
It was a bookstagram account it turns out. There was only the username display, kieran. All in lowercase. No location, no bio, no nothing. The icon was of a single, black, loopy 'K' on white parchment.
The feed was of book covers, pages, spines and some quotes here and there.
The thing that Kara noticed about it though was how sad everything looked, once she's looked at it all in one grid.
It looks beautiful but melancholy.
She opens the message.
"I don't usually do this but...I just have to tell you that, your poetry has more of an impact than you will ever know. Thank you making me feel like I'm not alone. Thank you for sharing your words."
It was signed with a single heart and a 'k'.
And that's when it hits Kara.
Kara writes out a reply.
I'm out there.
I'm out there, in the world. And somebody is reading my words. They're reading what I wrote and it made them feel something.
"Thank you for taking the time to write those kind words to me. I hope you know you've made me want to write now more than ever. Thank you."
She added a heart at the end too. Kara didn't check her phone for the rest of the day.
They didn't reply it turns out. Kara tries not to feel too disappointed at that and tries to go on with her life.
Although, two weeks later after their first interaction, Kara posts two new poems, she discovers that kieran didn't stop reading.
Kara would usually get a like or a comment of a single heart then and again, and if she's lucky they'll comment a 'Beautiful.' underneath one of Kara's longer poems.
Kara collects all those crumbs and keeps it close to her heart.
******
"had a shity day ur peom made my night. thbk you."
Kara reads the message at 7 am, it was sent at 3:36 am. It isn't till she's halfway through, that her groggy mind realizes that they must've been drunk when they sent her this.
There's a twinge of worry in her chest, so she writes.
"I'm glad I made your night. And I don't want to overstep, but I think you were drunk when you sent this. I hope you're alright today. Drink lots of water! Thank you for the kind words."
She doesn't check her phone for the rest of the day.
Kara's knee-deep in Snapper's column assignment when her phone pings.
"Don't worry, you didn't overstep. I think you're the kindest person I've ever met."
Kara can't help the feeling of concern when she reads the message. Imagine thinking an Instagram poet who you've interacted with, two times in total, is the kindest person you've ever met. Never mind the fact that she's the Instagram poet.
Kara feels intrigued by this person.
Maybe it's because they're making her feel important. Maybe it's because Kara doesn't know who they are and the mystery appeals to her. Maybe it's because with them, Kara isn't anything. She's just a poet.
Maybe it's all of those or maybe it's none of those reasons at all.
Nevertheless, Kara sees her fingers fly across the keypad before she can even realize what she's doing.
"And you, IG user kieran, I think are the most interesting person I've ever met : )"
She puts her phone facedown on her desk.
Kara stands up from her station, walks around, pokes her head into Snapper's office, asks if he needs anything, gets yelled at, bothers Nia, walks around the entire bullpen, refills her tumbler, sits back down on her desk.
1 new message.
Kara lunges for her phone.
"Interesting huh?"
Just that. Just that and nothing else, yet it makes Kara feel like she's being observed, judged, weighed.
"Your feed is beautiful, your books. What I wouldn't give to get a peek in that beautiful mind of yours."
Kara exits the app, her thumb gliding through the screen so fast, it's a miracle it didn't break under the pressure.
She stands up from her desk and does a whole 'nother round.
1 new message
Kara takes a deep breath before opening the message. She doesn't even know why she's nervous.
"my mind is a lot of things, but i doubt beautiful is one of them."
What does she mean by that? Well, Kara guesses, everyone's brain is a mess right? She's pretty certain she's fucked up herself in more ways than she even knows.
So that's what she says.
"Everybody's a mess i think. Doesn't mean they're not beautiful."
Kara waits and waits and waits.
The reply doesn't come.
*******
Life goes on, her IG account gains more followers, her poems get stacked upon each other each week.
She always notices which ones kieran likes though.
They never message each other again.
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And then, that one fateful day comes—Kara falls in love.
She meets Lena and Kara falls.
Hard.
Lena catches her and together they write what Kara thinks, is the most beautiful love story in existence.
Lena's her soul mate, her best friend, her one true love.
Her poems become lighter, happier.
She's so caught up with living in the real world with Lena, that sometimes she doesn't even have the time to write poems anymore.
Why would she? When she's living a brand new love poem each day she wakes up to Lena by her side.
One night, Kara is putting on her pajamas, and Lena is taking a picture of some book in their bed, her hair in a bun, big nerdy glasses perched on her nose.
Kara is in the middle of climbing into bed when Lena asks her, "Hey, have you ever read poetry and felt like it was speaking to you directly. As if the poet wrote it with you in mind??"
Quietly, Kara answers, "Yeah."
Immediately, Kara's head travels through all the snippets of conversations she's had with kieran.
All her IG posts, the one account, the one thing that Lena does not know about.
"Why?" Kara follows-up.
Lena's sat, leaning into the pillows, her phone in her hand.
"There's this- you know what? Why don't I just show you? You'll get what I mean, when you read it."
Lena shows Kara her phone screen and Kara freezes.
There on the screen, is her Instagram poetry account. @kz_elwrites.
Her entire collection of verse all lit up in Lena's phone.
"I-" Kara doesn't know what to say. And Lena notices, of course, she would.
Lena always notices. ,
"Kara?" She asks. "Is there something wrong?"
"I wrote that." Kara lets the words hang in between them.
She meets Lena's eyes, reads the shock there.
Kara grabs her phone from the nightstand and opens her IG app--shows it wordlessly to Lena.
Lena takes the phone gently from her hands, flicks up and down for a couple of minutes.
Kara feels like something important is going to happen. Everything feels to quiet. Lena is too quiet.
Lena hands Kara her phone back, still not speaking.
And then, Lena turns back to her phone, swipes a couple of times.
"Come here," Lena whispers. "Take a look."
Kara's eyes land on the screen.
kieran.
"You're-"
"I am."
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#i really liked writing this one#i like the fact that they didnt know they were already falling in love with each other even though they havent met#it's like it was deeper because they fell in love with each other's thoughts first#anyway i do have an ig account just for poetry so yep#there's still a lot of prompts and im trying to finish em but im gonna pass out soon#so im gonna write em tomorrow#if u see a typo no u didnt#the reckless writer writes#prompt fills#supercorp#supercorp fic rec#rcklss writes
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𝐈𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞
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ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ʙᴀʀɴᴇs x ᴘʏʀᴏᴋɪɴᴇᴛɪᴄ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: (ANON) heey!! Can you please write something (possibly smut pls) in which Bucky falls in love with Tony's adoptive daughter but they have to keep it a secret?
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: SMUT 18+, fluff, age gap (you’re like mid-twenties and Bucky’s early thirties) angry Tones, Steve being such an asshole lmao
ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s ɴᴏᴛᴇs: I imagine that you were like thirteen to fifteen during the attack in new york and your parents uh… died ig and Tony took you in and they find out you got super powers teehee
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It started when the Avengers had their first movie with Bucky as a new recruit. He had completed his evaluations and was applicable to join the team. That’s when he met you for the first time.
You were this beautiful ball of craziness and light and he couldn’t take his eyes off you. You were tipsy, he could tell and every sudden burst of laughter or even a sneeze you’d spark a flame setting something on fire making you laugh even more.
He practically fell in love with you that day.
Weeks later he chalked it up and asked Steve more about you. He told Bucky that your parents had died when you were young during the attack on New York almost ten years ago now and Tony took it upon himself to take you in and protect you.
“How did you guys know about her powers?”
“We didn’t. Few days after she moved into the Tower she sneezed during breakfast and set her food on fire. I don’t think she knew about them either.”
“Who were her parents?”
“We don’t know. She told us their names but it’s like they don’t exist; no medical history, socials, nothing.”
“Weird.”
You were a mystery, a beautiful mystery. But one thing everyone was that you were Tony’s daughter. Adopted, but still. And Tony still didn’t like him. It was an argument on it’s own to even let near the compound; telling him that he wanted to date his daughter would send him into cardiac arrest.
So you guys are sneaking around.
Of course you noticed his shy and lingering eyes. You were flattered. You agreed a bunch that Bucky was one of the most gorgeous men you’ve ever laid your eyes on. You didn’t push anything and waited for him to come to you. And when he did, he came hard, literally.
It started when Steve was away on a mission in Berlin. Bucky had woken up from a nightmare and he hadn’t had one in weeks. During his time here, because of his infatuation with you, he grew close to you.
You laid under him so perfectly; like you were meant to be there. The way you bit your lip to muffle your moans so you wouldn’t wake anyone. The way your eyes fluttered when he hit that particular spot. The stinging from your nails dragging down his back.
“Fucking hell, you feel so good wrapped around me, doll,” he grunted as he continued to thrusted in and out of you.
“Oh god, Bucky,” you moaned before pulling him down to connect your lips together.
“Ugh, your dad’s gonna kill me,” he grunted.
“Fuck him,” you chuckled breathlessly.
Breakfast the next morning was foul. Everyone was eating as normal and Steve was set to fly back in from Berlin, but y couldn’t shake the awkward tension between you and Bucky. Both girls could sense that something had happened and when you told them later that day they nearly screamed like teenage girls.
“You can’t tell anyone! Especially Tony!”
“We won’t say anything,” Nat giggled, “He’s gonna kill you.”
“Not if he kills Bucky first,” Wanda snorted.
Since then every lingering touch, every persistent stare, you found yourselves in either room making the most of however many minutes you had together until someone came looking for you. Your chest pressed against his, combing your fingers through his hair as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.
“You’re absolutely irresistible, doll,” Bucky whispered against your ear.
“Fuck, we’re gonna get caught one day,” you panted.
“I know but we haven’t yet, so be a good girl and turn around for me so I can that gorgeous ass while I fuck you from behind.”
You turned over, getting on your hands and knees instantaneously feeling a pleasurable sting from Bucky’s hand on your cheek. He quickly soothed the pain by rubbing his hand over the red mark before gliding up your spine to softly rub your back.
He slowly slid back in through your folds eliciting a moan from you both. His pelvis slapping against your soft skin, the sound echoing lewdly through the room. Your arms gave out and your face buried into the sheets under you letting Bucky hit deeper inside you making you nearly scream.
You threw your head back up covering your mouth to muffle the moans. Bucky bit his lip harshly in an attempt but wasn’t as successful as you were. His hips snapped violently, stuttering every now and then as he got closer to a release.
“God, Buck! I’m gonna cum! Fuck!” you whined.
“Shit,” Bucky groaned before spilling inside you, coating your walls with hot cum.
He fell forward pressing soft kisses to your slightly sweaty skin. He lifted himself and turned you around, settling between your legs lazily kissing you in your post sex bliss. You looked so pretty with your hair spread out on the sheets and the marks that littered your neck and your breasts. He truly fell in love with you and you did for him too.
“Y/n,” he whispered looking intimately into your eyes.
“Bucky,” you whispered back with a grin.
“I lo-”
“Hey, Buck. I’ve been looking for- What the fuck!” Steve barged through the door to find you two nude in each other's arms. You tucked your face in your shoulder away from the door in shame and Bucky saw red. He reached above your head immediately and threw as hard as he could at the intruder.
“Get out!”
Steve slammed the door shut with wide eyes and furrowed brows. Did he see what he thinks he saw? He went to the lab to look for Tony.
“Hey, Tony, do you know about Y/n and Bucky?”
“Excuse me?” he sassed.
“I uh- I found them together. In Buck’s room. Uh... naked.”
Tony slowly raised his head with an evil expression staring directly into Steve making the big super soldier feel timid.
“What!”
You and Bucky cleaned yourselves up and changed as soon as Steve left. You sat next to each other on his bed unsure of what’s to come next.
“Maybe Steve won’t say anything?” Bucky shrugged.
“My dad’s gonna kill me,” you sighed.
“Hey, I won’t let him-”
“Get the hell away from my daughter!” Tony shouted slamming the door to Bucky’s bedroom opened; behind him stood and guilty Steve and you felt rage.
“You fucking told on us!” you spiraled fire around your fingers ready to fight for revenge. Your hands and arms glowed bright red and orange and yellow and pits of fire glowed in your eyes. Steam practically
“Hey calm down,” Bucky grabbed your waist. He stepped in front you and lifted your chin to look at him. The second your eyes met with his, your entire body cooled down and you felt yourself fall in the ocean that are his eyes; as if a wave had dissipated the fire you created.
“Hey, what the hell is going on?” Tony fumed.
“Leave her alone. She has nothing to do with this,” Bucky defended.
“The hell she does. You’re sleeping with my daughter!”
“I’m not talking about this; I’m talking about what we have. If it was anyone else, you wouldn’t be having a cow,” Bucky growled.
“Tony,” you stepped forward.
“Dad,” you whispered; Tony's eyes snapped to yours.
“Please, I love him.”
“No,” he couldn’t accept it.
“Well, whether or not you like it, we’re gonna be together.”
“I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.”
“We’ll just keep sneaking around like we have been for months.”
“Months!”
“Yes, months. And it would’ve been longer if it wasn’t for you!” you pointed at Steve, who casted his eyes away in guilt.
“Dad, please. I love Bucky so much; and you’re not going to take him away from me,” you cried.
Tony noticed how sincere you spoke. And the way he easily calmed you down; he knew there was love between you two. He wouldn’t be to live with himself if he took something that clearly made you so happy away from you. As much as he couldn’t move past his issues with Bucky he knows that Bucky was right and that this has nothing to do with you.
“I don’t want any more accidents with walking in your private time. You’re lucky it was Steve and not me; I would’ve killed you both on the spot,” he said to you.
“Thank you, Dad,” you hugged him tightly before going back to Bucky’s side.
“And you; if you so much as put her in a bad mood, I’ll fucking kill you,” Tony said before leaving.
“Well, well, well,” Bucky looked at Steve.
“Bucky, leave him alone; it’s not like he almost ruined our lives and tore us apart,” you chuckled.
“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t think freak out like that,” Steve apologized.
“And why didn’t you lock the door?” he asked.
“Yeah, why didn’t you?” you looked at Bucky with furrowed brows.
“Don’t turn on me, this is not my fault!” Bucky defended as you and Steve shared a laugh.
“Well, I’m happy for you guys. You’re good together,” Steve smiled before walking out and closing the door.
“Wow, Toyn fucking terrifying when he’s in dad mode,” Bucky turned to you.
“Yeah, but he’ll come around.”
“I love you too, by the way.”
“I love you, Bucky.”
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A celebrity person's IG is like a channel for a brand. it gets planned out with an editorial calendar by the actor's team, AND it's also directly accessible by the celebrity themselves, with varying degrees of protection depending on how cuckoo banana he/she is and what deal they have with their management and publicist. saying HC's IG is geotagged as USA or UK is irrelevant to who runs it. His team runs it, but he also posts directly when he feels like it. E.g. during the quarantine, I am sure they had a meeting and he said I feel like posting cooking stuff and the team told him ok and 'it should be once every so often' to make your channel run well. It's very possible he sends his stuff over to his team who then vet it to make sure it's all hunky dory and then they pick a cadence to space things out evenly. Like when that cute story of the runaway pony in the night happened, he decided to post that and they found a good time for it. It's a two way street. Now HC of course has hardly posted anything personal recently because there's been a huge s****show surrounding his new gf, AND because they got caught as a fake arrangement, so really best to stay silent and let it all run its course. TBH I'd do the same if I was him right now. Forget IG, let the team run it with normal marketing + paid partnership stuff and when the waters quiet down AND he feels like posting again, he will. Meanwhile, my two cents is that NV has some kind of contractual leverage on him because otherwise she would not have been mentioned by the Hollywood Reporter... even though that interview happened in July when he was in Florida, so it's possible they just let it run. But frankly, it seems to me that she is due X amount of media coverage, with the minimal possible damage to his image, and therefore she got a mention... which she promptly posted on her own channel (note not only they have not been seen together at all since July, but she also has not peeped anything about any of his work OR any of her work for that matter). If this was real love it would still be a delicate situation to navigate, but it would be handled very differently, I am certain of it. p.s. the Daily Mail truly is the spawn of Satan... on one hand they publish her 'forced' apology and then months later they throw her under the bus to draw more traffic to them by linking back to it AND saying she's problematic. It's all so gross.
! Thanks. insightful
- SH
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Gloating about being an insider during a time of sadness is DISGUSTING
I'm not gloating, I'm posting INFO and FACTS like I always do...and showing restraint and discretion in not posting it sooner, and not posting the details, which I haven’t and won’t.
But you know what IS disgusting? Here’s a LONG list, and by no means, a comprehensive one, of what Extreme Shippers, Former Extreme Shippers, and Assorted Haters have done that is VERY DISGUSTING. I’ll write it stream of consciousness-like and not in order. Put your feet up and grab a tall drink. Here we go...
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Extreme Shippers found Cait’s condo when she used to live in Los Angeles and sat outside for hours waiting to see if they saw her with Sam. ES blackmailed and coerced a minor, a 14 year old girl who was a super fan of Abbie’s sister, Charlotte Salt, into giving them info regarding Abbie and Sam. The girl was following Abbie’s locked Instagram account and could see the Sam related stuff Abbie was posting. ES won her trust, she gave them info about Abbie and Sam, they then told her if she didn’t screencap and give them the Sam related pics on Abbie’s IG account, they would tell Abbie and Charlotte that she had been giving them info. Sick doesn’t begin to describe it. ES tried to dox and did dox anyone and everyone who got in the way of their SamCait ship. Doxed, as in PUBLICLY posted, the names, addresses, pictures of their houses, professions, husbands’ and children’s names, employer names of ANYONE and EVERYONE who posted something to contradict the ship. They even posted pictures of their children. Again, messing with minors is a big no no, and usually a crime. ES created fake Ashley Madison accounts (that’s the website for married people who want to meet people to cheat on their spouses with) and pretended to be non-shippers’ husbands to try to make it seem like the husband was cheating. It got so bad, that in some cases, non-shippers had to get restraining orders, cease and desist orders, get the police, lawyers, and in TWO cases, the F B I involved. Yes, the F B I has come a knocking on a couple of Extreme Shipper’s doors because of their ILLEGAL actions. ES lured some of Sam’s girlfriends into believing they had their best interest at heart, gained their trust, and they PUBLICLY posted their PRIVATE messages. Luckily, in the case of one Sam’s ex, Abbie Salt, she later did confirm she and Sam dated, which totally negated everything that shipper had said Abbie told her. ES directly BULLIED and HARASSED fans, Outlander cast, crew, journalists, reporters, family and friends of Sam and Cait. ES contacted people’s employers to try to get them fired...literally messed with people’s livelihoods. They tried to get the Outlander drivers fired because they started posting stuff against shippers AFTER shippers turned on them. ES waited outside Sam and Cait’s residences in whatever location they were in to try to “catch them together.” Taking pics at someone’s private residence is very different than getting pics or video in PUBLIC places. For years, ES have manipulated pictures, gifs, video to sell the SamCait LIE to their gullible shipper friends. They’ve made money off selling these lies. ES have ostracized and banished any shipper friends who acknowledged the ship wasn’t real. They sent their best friend to Tony’s bar in London to try to prove he and Cait weren’t together, and when she unwittingly found out they were, they then bullied her and kicked her out of shipperville. ES created multiple hate sock accounts for the SOLE purpose of CYBERBULLYING Sam’s girlfriends and dates. Any time Sam dates a woman, ES follow the same pattern. They contact the women’s employers, parents, siblings, other family members, friends, ex-boyfriends trying to malign the women. Some examples: They pretended to have gone to high school with Mackenzie Mauzy and spread lies that she had a bad reputation in high school. They spread lies that Gia was a paid escort. ES contacted social media outlets to spread LIES about Sam and Cait and their significant others. Contacted anyone associated with Cait and Tony’s wedding trying to intimidate them into saying there was no wedding. They posted the picture of a waiter at one of the Outlander premieres and tried to pass him off as Tony to prove Tony didn’t go with Cait. ES have continuously posted pics of Cait with her naturally poochy belly trying to prove that she’s been pregnant with Sam’s children for the last 7 years. ES publicly questioned her if she was pregnant. Sam haters and disgruntled ex-shippers have spread rumors that Sam is gay. Nothing wrong with being gay, but what is wrong is spreading LIES. ES have badmouthed Cait’s HUSBAND, Tony McGill saying he was: her assistant, gay, her gay assistant, a loser, broke, boring, ugly, her purse holder, etc. And trust me, what I’ve posted above is the SHORT list.
And that’s not even mentioning what they’ve done to ME. Ever since I committed the unforgivable sin of posting source info CONFIRMING Sam and Cait were never a couple, and Cait was dating Tony, way back in 2014, this is what SamCait Extreme Shippers have done to me. Tagged me endlessly when I had my Twitter account telling me things like “Die, b*tch,” “Die, c*nt,” “You should be gang rap*d,” “Drop a house on her,” “You’re worse than AIDS,” and those are the “nice” comments. They literally BULLIED me every day, all day for YEARS. They also created hate accounts on Twitter and Instagram to mock me, parody me, and post lies about me. They were convinced they’d found my real identity (based on circumstantial evidence, which I’ve countered and can counter with the actual truth), and proceeded to post THAT woman’s FULL NAME, city where she lived, profession, reported her to her licensing board, and created a fake Twitter account pretending to be her. She got a lawyer and was able to get everything taken down, but they basically tried to ruin her life. They’ve spread LIES about me being the one harassing THEM and managed to convince over 60 dopes with disposable incomes to give them money for a GoFundMe campaign where they hired a Private Investigator to try to find me. They started a witchhunt letter writing campaign, hashtagged it on Twitter, #takebackourfandom, or some such bullsh*t, tagged everyone in Outlander cast and crew “telling” on me and even sent letters and e-mails to Starz and Sony executives trying to...I don’t know what. Hahahaha. It’s so ridiculous, my brain is scrambling as I write this. They told their followers not to believe anything I say and that I’m evil personified. ALL of that and more because they couldn’t face the FACT that their SamCait ship NEVER EXISTED and I was the one that confirmed it. When I think about it, I can’t believe I lived through all that. But I stayed because I knew I had the TRUTH on my side and that eventually it would all come out, which of course it did. And because I’m a bad bitch who doesn’t scare easily. EVERYTHING I’m referring to here is well DOCUMENTED with screencap proof. Or just ask anyone who’s been in the fandom long enough, they’ll attest that what I’m saying did actually happen, and that Extreme Shippers, Former Shippers, and Haters did do all of that.
So, Anon, when you come at me with “disgusting” things in this fandom, please refer to the above before you start pointing fingers at me.
PS. “Anon,” I’ve got your Los Angeles/Anaheim Samsung Galaxy S10e IP address tagged. So, send me another hate Ask and you’ll get blocked. And don’t bother using a VPN...once the tag is on, it follows the user no matter what IP they use. Now you know.
#extremeshippers#haters#samheughan#caitrionabalfe#disgusting#trolls#bullies#cybercrimes#abbiesalt#mackenziemauzy#missgiamarie#witchhunt#tonymcgill#charlottesalt
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More Divaz confos
Mod: Round two of these, previously: link. There’s some interesting customer reviews in this batch (5 and 8) which may be useful to readers.
1.Vic3mage "the secret bjdivaz vip group is just pictures of boxes coming in and going out". Yeah, between the bitching about d0llshe, asking people to post on doa for them, dunking on ex-customers, posting pics of random doll parts that they can't identify which doll they're supposed to go with, whining about how little money they make, whining when ppl e-mail them, whining. Yeah, other than that it's just boxes, and alpacas u can buy off amazon anyway lol.
~Anonymous
2.The butthurt users crying and guilttripping under every Divaz confession who have never been seen before elsewhere on this blog are extremely unsuspicious and unproblematic and definitely unconnected to Divaz and unbiased in every possible way
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~Anonymous
3.idk shit abt bjd1vas but v1cemage i can absolutely tell you the shit about ch0o is 100% accurate, fucker's got a long, long history of being an awful little man that stretches well beyond his involvement in the doll community. between the two i'd still trust bjd1vas over ch00 ch00 the fool any day!
~Anonymous
4.The Z3st and Div4s thing is really silly and both entities were being shady but did they really have to take the DZ waiting room down with them? :( He had even made a separate thread about it......
~Anonymous
5. RE: BJD Divaz
I’ve been a customer of BJD Divaz since they first started, when it was only run by Chart3rline. I even contacted other BJD companies trying to persuade them to work with Divaz as their US representative. Most declined because they didnt like D's commission fee, but I was able to persuade a few of them.
I asked them to purchase a doll off DOA because I couldnt afford the asking price, and while they did, I found out later that instead of agreeing to purchase the seller's price, they negotiated the price to be lower. This significantly cheaper price was not passed down to me. I paid the full price +the commission fee based on that full price. I am disappointed I was not told this. This is when I stopped viewing them as a "friend" and instead, as a business. I dont hold this against them, it’s context to what Im going to say later.
I’ve stopped purchasing from D after my recent order from them. This company usually takes 3 or less months to make a doll. I’ve ordered the doll from D and it took 11 months. They let me know it arrived to them in March and that it will be shipped soon, except it only shipped on July, and only after I sent them several "reminder" emails. Before people in the comments try to put the blame on me for not sending a reminder soon, please keep in mind that I acknowledged the email in March and confirmed everything and they keep stressing to not send them emails because they are busy, I’ve emailed once every month since. I’ve since switched to ACBJD and Ive been happy with communication and the dolls ordered. I imagine ACBJD gets the same amount of emails, but they dont berate their customers if they email more than once.
I regret when people wanted a D0llshe, but not deal with him, I always recommended D. I would warn people of ordering directly and instead go through D. They assured buyers they would be handling communication and all the efforts so they wouldnt worry, except they didn’t. A person that I’ve recommended D to, who surpassed 2 years, keeps messaging me for help because D wouldnt reply to their emails. She is respectful, sweet and a timid person, not a Karen. This person, emailed D without a reply so would email a week later, only to be told that their email would be pushed down to the bottom if emailed again. No response, so she goes to FB and IG, who both tell her to email because they arent the person running orders. Finally got a response that they would get their refund, after D0llshe sends D's payment, but minus the PP fees. 3 months later and theres no refund, only a promise of them getting it later. Why is the customer missing out on fees when they have no doll? Customer emails d0llshe and he says he cant offer refund, because they didn’t order through them, which is understandable, but when all options are out for a customer, do you blame them for chargebacks?
If anyone files a chargeback, D will be blacklisting them from every company they rep, as in blacklisting you from buying direct from those companies. I urge everyone who has negative experiences with D to email the companies they rep instead of venting on confession blogs, and writing your experiences on social media. Make it count and send letters to the companies they represent, and please provide proof because they will try to make you out to be a liar.
Speaking of, they made vague posts on cl0ver singing for charging paypal fees, and that they offer guarantees as an official dealer, except when offering refunds, to non delivered products I might add, they are keeping the fees, and offered no help with d0llshe, even before they ended their dealership with them. Someone on DOA was told to not email them unless the wait time surpassed 1.5 years. They are even so petty that they post screenshots with the full name and address (dox) of the customer on purpose and then delete it out a day later as if they just realized their "mistake".
Before you try to make excuses for them about the fires, keep in mind, I am dealing with a business. The lower price negotiation with the DOA sale, I am in no way obligated to give them a pass or treat them as a friend when they made it clear that our relationship is strictly business. Their issues, are not my issues. D0lk got dragged for not shipping in time, others, including artisans, got dragged for being so late with communication and sending back refunds for cancelled orders. Why does D get to be exempt?
The supporters are the worst part of this, because of instead of being honest so D can improve, they support them for being "real". For example, look how micemage words it, to make it seem like this criticism is from one person, when there are people on addicts who didn’t have good experience. Check the bjd dealers tag here, you will see the supporters in the comments going off on any and all criticism of D. Some have sane comments, but the majority are cult like and try to identify the person venting as if it’s one person. Addicts deletes threads with criticism asking people to instead direct it to their feedback group; which lets be honest, no one is going to do because its "not that bad", and most dont want to join a new group, which is mostly dead.
This is my first and last confession on D, I’ve emailed each company they rep and told them my experience as well as contacting the 3 month wait company, with screenshots of my order, how they handled it, and the excuse they used to put blame on the company for being so late (package arrived march to D, 4 months to be shipped is on D, not the company). I’m not using company or order details because I know they are petty enough to try to identify me and publicly shame me like they have to others. This and the threat of suing is why not many people like to go public with their experience. They just keep feedback neutral, move on and never deal with again.
~Anonymous
6. Listen, I can't take you seriously in regards to BJD!vas because you're posting on a confession blog. If you were serious, you would have posted in buyer beware groups, DoA reviews or the board to get things resolved, or you would have made a complaint to the BBB. And your language makes you come off more as someone with an agenda rather than someone who is trying to warn people. If shipping is the issue, stop buying with standard shipping and pay the extra price for express shipping. I saw one of you complain that it sat with them for 20 days; that's probably because you're not the only one and they more than likely have a queue to check and then ship out. Do mistakes happen? Yes, because we're human. I've been in this hobby for a few years now and it seems like most people know you're going to have to wait, sometimes even outside the expected wait time. And shipping something as big as a doll is a timely endeavor. I shouldn't have to say that.
My point is simply to stop complaining on an confession board and either take it to the places previously mentioned. Posting here behind the anonymous mask makes you sound like a petulant child who didn't get their way right away.
~Anonymous
7.My only issue with BJD Divaz is how I never get any updates. Every email, they tell me to join their facebook page for status updates. I dont have a FB and I dont want to create one. I bought my doll through their website, updates should be posted on their website, or they could send me an email. That isnt asking much.
~Anonymous
8. Since there seems to be a lot of either "completely negative everything sucks" or "everything was sunshine and rainbows" confessions about bjd!vaz I thought I'd chime in with a neutral review.
PROS
-They were always polite and professional in their emails, and gave me very detailed answers to my questions.
-I got exactly what I ordered, so no mix ups or missing parts or anything like that.
-I think them being forthcoming about personal issues (only one person on staff, illness, the flooding isue etc.) on social media is good, since it keeps customers updated as to why there might be delays.
-If you live in the US their shipping is very reasonable.
CONS
-Reply times were varied. Sometimes it could take over a week, sometimes a couple hours.
-My order took about 10mo which, when comparing to other people who ordered through the same company around the same time, was about 3x as long as if I bought it direct and 2x as long if I had gone through a different dealer. I get some of the waiting time is out of their control, but it was kind of ridiculous.
-They dont necessarily ship the same day they send you a tracking number. I wish they said something like, "Here's your tracking number, our pickup is Xday so it should start moving after that" just so I could be aware.
All in all no major complaints. I got my doll and all that. Their lone employee is clearly overwhelmed. I hope they hire another person, if only to give the one a break.
Truthfully, I most likely won't buy through them again. I'd rather pay the international shipping and go direct, than deal with the extensive wait time. I'd still recommend them to someone looking for a very long layaway, though. I paid in full, but if I had a 12mo layaway I would've never known they weren't ready to ship my doll until month 10.
~Anonymous
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Cherry Chap Stick
pairing: Mj x Fem!Reader
a/n: it literally took me MONTHS to finish this bc of lack of motivation and time. But oh my god ... it’s finally done!! Bad news: there’s gonna be a part 2 to this, because else I wouldn’t post it now. It’s my longest fic so far, but ig i’ll write more in future or also part it in 2 parts. enjoy!!
part 2
Summary: You ask your crush, or uses to be crush, for help
words: 2.3k
Warnings: none
my masterlist
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Your heart drops at the sight of the two of them laughing at something he whispered into her ear. Peter and Mj have been spending a lot of time together lately and you don't know how to feel about it. You'd be happy, of course, but then again, you wish you could sit there. No, not with Peter, but with Mj.
You look back down to your open spanish book and try to concentrate on the task, blocking out the giggles leaving her mouth after he told another, what seems to be, joke. Your mind is racing 100 miles a second trying to find out the answer to the question in your book and trying to listen to the two of your friends at the same time, until, finally, your teacher tells you to pack your things and gives you the homework for the next week. You quickly pack your things and storm out, trying not to walk with Peter and Mj, but you fail.
"Hey!" You turn around to be met with Peter waving at you and smiling. You smile back and greet him with a quiet 'hello' before letting your head sink again.
"What's wrong? You seem so...off?" he seemed to notice. Usually you're the one talking non stop and telling him about your week and other exciting things, so of course your sudden silence worries him.
"I just...I don't know. I'm just thinking." You sigh and turn your head to him to let him know you are ok.
Your mind was racing 100 miles a second. Two days ago you thought you had a crush on your best friend, Peter, turns out you were wrong. So. Very. Wrong. You were sitting in front of your phone when you realized. Katy perry's voice repeating the words over and over again as you scrolled through the endless amount of videos with the same sound on TikTok. In every single video, the girl was kissing another girl and you just couldn't stop thinking about it. What if the girl could've been you and...her? First you thought it was Peter, but then you noticed the different feeling you got thinking about her and let your phone drop. This was all so new for you.
"About what?" he asks, "you know, you can tell me anything. We're best friends, right?" he says now, much more concerned. You sigh and continue walking after you nod.
You have only liked boys, and now a girl? At first you tried to excuse it as platonic love. I mean, friends are very close to each other, right? Like, hugging and kissing each other's cheeks? Or cuddling and wanting the other to care about you. But the way you thought about her crossed the line between friends and lovers already.
You are sitting next to Peter at lunch, whilst Ned is talking about some new lego set he got a week ago. He seems excited so you try your best to seem interested and look like you're listening. But a certain someone keeps distracting you.
"Are you even listening?" Mj snaps her fingers in front of your face twice and laughs.
"Huh? Uh, yes. I was just thinking...about," you look around the room, "someone." Ned's eyes widen as he sends Peter a look.
"About someone? Uhm, who?" Peter sits up straighter and purses his lips, trying not to seem interested. You bite the inner side of your cheek and look at Mj, but her head is buried back into her book.
You sigh. "It's no one, I gotta go." You take your backpack and leave the room, not daring to look behind you.
After school you don't hesitate before packing your things and going out, leaving your friends confused behind you, calling your name.
First thing you do is run into your room and close the door, after throwing our backpack on the floor. You let yourself fall face-first on your bed and lay there for some minutes on your stomach, thinking about today, and Mj.
"Whyyyyy" you whine and turn around laying on your bed. You didn't even have someone to talk about it. You can't tell Mj, because she would ask how you found out and about who you thought. Ned? No, he would go and tell someone else, even on accident.
Your parents? You don't know how Steve would react. Sure, he is very accepting and you don't think he would bash or embarrass you, but things were way different back then. Bucky? No, he would tell Steve. That leaves you no other chance but to go to your other best friend, Peter. Even if it means risking and telling him you had a crush on him, or at least thought you liked him in that way.
You quickly jump out of your bed and grab your phone, which lays on the floor after you failed to throw it on your bed.
The phone rings twice before you hear Peter's voice from the speaker.
"Hello?"
"Peter, do you have a minute?" you ask, fumbling with your fingers and biting your bottom lip. Your voice probably shaes, because he immediately notices.
"Uh, yeah. Did something happen? Should I come over?" You smile at him worrying and shake your head, forgetting that he can't see you.
"Yes and yes. Maybe you can come over now? It's nothing bad, promise. I just...need to talk, y'know?"
"Yeah, yeah. K, I'll be there in 10," he says and hangs up.
You quickly lay your phone on your desk and run to the bathroom, washing your face and breathing in and out. How are you going to tell him? "oh yeah, hey Pete. So uhhh...I thought I had a crush on you because I was sad when I saw you and Mj together but turns out that I actually had a crush on Mj and was mad that she was with you." ? No, absolutely not.
Your heart starts to beat faster after you hear a silent knock on your door.
"Uh..come in!" You say and leave the bathroom to sit on the bed in the middle of your room. Your heartbeat is so loud and strong, that you're sure Peter can hear it the minute he enters your room.
"Hey! Is everything alright? You sounded so...worried on the phone," he asks and sits next to you.
"Uh..yes? I actually wanted to ask you something and don't know how to start..." You look down at your feet on the floor, knitting your hands and biting your lip again. How are you supposed to tell him you've fallen for a girl? Your best friend?
"What's it about? You know you can trust me, right? You're my best friend, I'll always listen to you." You smile at his tenderness and feel another warm feeling spread through you, which makes you stop for a second. But it's not the same warmth you get when talking with Mj or just looking at her. You sigh.
"It's kind of complicated. I...like someone and
don't know how to feel about it?" You look up and into his brown eyes. You catch him staring at your lips and quickly look away again, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in his presence.
"Uhm...that's great?" he says, which comes out more like a question than a statement.
"Who's it?" he digs in deeper.
"Oh, is it Brad? Or Flash? Well, I don't think you're in love with Flash, because he-"
"That's the problem," you calmly say whilst looking anywhere but at him.
"Problem? So...it is Flash? Or someone else you can't ge-"
"Peter, it's not even a boy!" you sigh and throw yourself back, now laying on your back and hiding your face in your hands. You feel a blush creep up your face and spread at the back of your neck.
“Uh...what?” he asks, in hopes he heard you wrong. “You’re in love with a...girl?” he asks again. You feel tears prick your eyes at the way he says girl, as if he is filled with disgust. You nod once and risk moving your hands away from your eyes, opening your eyes and meeting his gaze. The moment he notices the tears in your eyes, his eyes soften too and he sighs.
“I didn’t mean to sound so...rude. I just- it 's, ugh.” He sighs again and looks up.
“I didn’t expect that, like, at all. Who 's it?”
You sit up and take a look at him before speaking up.
“Will you promise me not to judge?” you ask.
“I’d never, promise,” he says and shakes his head.
“Uhm, it’s one of our friends. Her name’s,” you exhale, “Mj.” You immediately look away when her name leaves your mouth and squint your eyes, scared of Peter’s reaction.
“I- Mj?” he asks, trying to make sure that he heard you right. You turn your head to him and nod, biting the inner side of your cheek, a habit you get every time you are nervous in a situation. He quickly lowers his head low, scared you would notice the tears filling his eyes at the mention of his and your best friend.
These past days, he did notice your gaze resting on him and it gave him hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, you felt the same towards him. But every time he would meet your longing stares and dreamy expression, Mj was next to him. So you didn’t look at him, you were looking at Mj this whole time. And Mj was only hanging out with Peter so often last week, because he asked her if she could help him, help him to ask you out. All the struggle to think about what you are interested in for nothing.
“Yes? You’re- you’re not mad right? I mean, you like her a-” you get cut off by him.
“I’m not mad. And uhm...how did you find out?” he asks now, directly looking into your eyes. Your cheeks redden and you exhale before explaining.
“Uhm, y’know how Mj and you have been hanging out a lot together, lately?” He nods. “Well, I thought you were the one I had a crush on because I got mad so fast...turns out it was her the whole time.” You feel him shift next to you and sit up straight, inhaling.
“Uh-” His voice cracks and he coughs. “You..you don’t like me? As in, more than a friend?” You shake your head and sigh again.
“No. Like I said; it was Mj this whole time, but I thought it was you because…, you trail off and look up at the ceiling as another rush of embarrassment runs through you.
“Because?”
“I did like you for a long time in 7th grade, but then when we met Mj and she started to hang out with us, with you, I guess I didn’t really think about how I lost feelings for you, and developed some for her.”
“Okay, so what exactly do you want to do now? Do you- do you want to confess? I don’t kno-”
“Ughhhh, why’s life so complicated?” You let yourself fall back, back pressed against your bed and with your hands covering your teary eyes. Peter takes your hands and makes you open your eyes, looking up at him. He caresses his thumb over your palm and gives you a smile.
“Do you want to confess to her? Like, tell her you’re..?” He stops and frowns.
“Bi? I mean, at least I think I’m bi...I’m still new to this, but I guess that’s it, I still have time to figure it out..so.” You shrug and sit up again. You are not wrong. You still had time to figure this all out, and at the moment, that was the label you felt comfortable with. You liked Peter, and then Mj.
“Yeah, that. Do you want to tell her first and see how she reacts? I mean, you should feel comfortable doing that, so if you don’t, it’s ok. But it’d be better if you did- not that I’m pressuring you or anything. I really want you to feel comf-” You let out a breathy laugh as you feel your cheeks heat up again.
You loved how much he cared about you, one of the reasons why you thought about telling him first, before anyone else. He always wanted to make sure all his friends and important people, to him, were safe and felt comfortable with telling him important things. Like right now, he’s thankful that you trusted him enough to talk about this.
“Peter, breath! It’s okay, really, I’m comfortable right now.” He nods and lets go of your hand again.
“Thank you,” you look at him through your lashes and catch a smile from him.
“Always. But what are you gonna do? Do you- do you want to tell your parents first?”
“I don’t know. I just want to think about everything at first, and then later on tell someone else, y’know? Not tryna rush this or anything.”
“Yeah, I get that.”
For the rest of the day, you were thinking about how to tell your parents and if you were right or not. Your mind kept telling you that you don’t like her. Maybe it was just thinking she was pretty? Maybe you were just longing for touch and because she was not touchy, you liked the idea of hugging her and being the only one to do so. But maybe, the thought that kept you up the whole night, you were faking it all and still liked Peter and your mind was playing tricks with you. Regardless, you just couldn’t close your eyes and rest for a second, the thought of your parents, the Avengers or any other of your friends reacting bad and being disgusted.
But then again, if they really loved you, they wouldn’t think any less of you. And you also didn’t know their views on these type of things, so you could be completely wrong.
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#mj x reader#mcu mj#michelle jones x reader#michelle jones#teen!reader#michelle jones imagine#mj imagine#mcu imagine#avengers imagine#michelle jones oneshot
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I've seen a thread on ig about how Undertaker was probably never Claudia's lover, and I know you kinda ship them or at least are a believer of the UT=Cedric theory, I kinda am too and I tried not to be bias while reading that post but I feel like their points were rlly weak. Here are some points that tried to debunk UTxClaudia: 1. Cedric canonly has a birth and a death date which means he is human (lol).
2.Because UT was already a shinigami when he met Clau, we need to ask ourselves some questions: Why should a shinigami be able to have children? Since the shinigami duty is a punishment for those who commited suicide. Being able to live a nice life, have kids and interfere with human affairs and lives does not respect those facts.
3. Isn't it weird for him to fall in love with someone that was born 24 yrs after he came to the human world?
4. UT expressed strong feelings toward all the other mourning lockets and Vincent especially. Why would Claudia be more important than the rest of them?
Idk but when I read this I went ??? a bit cause I dont think it rlly debunks anything :/.. or maybe I cant see it that way cause I'm a fan of the theory/ship. However I wanted to see the side of a theorist/ an analytical pov, so what do u think?
Thanks for thinking of me! 😊
Only two things boggle my mind, here:
How that person thought their arguments debunked anything in the world, and
How you managed to send such a long ask in one message....
Anyway, I’ve received asks like this before, but it’s usually from people who think more like that thread on ig. You can try searching my blog with some of the tags on this post, like #cedric k. ros—, etc. But let me see if I can pull up something that gets to the heart of this ask....
....Um, it’s really spread out over way too many posts for me to grab that many links. Anyway, a search for “cedric k ros” brought up a ton of posts generally on this topic.
Also, my beliefs have changed somewhat over the years. I wonder how old that ig thread is, since we’ve learned a lot more canon information on Undertaker and the Phantomhive family since I first joined the discussion of Undertaker’s true identity. So, I’ll address each part of your ask here and now.
Cedric has a canon birthdate and death date, so he must be human. Well, it means he must have once been human, but it doesn’t mean he’s a mere human now. Besides, the years of his birth and death are rather conveniently covered up by a speech bubble. The rest of his last name, too. Go check out all my #cedric of rotherwood posts. Cedric might have lived and died centuries ago, might have become a reaper long ago, too.
Shinigami having kids breaks the rules. Reapers being able to have children could actually be part of their punishment... if my theory is correct that reapers are reborn as a form of karmic reincarnation. That would mean reapers are born to biologically female reapers, who definitely do exist; there just don’t appear to be as many of them, which fits suicide statistics. A reaper having children with a human goes against reaper rules, since they are not supposed to meddle in human affairs... just collect souls. Technically, they don’t even judge the souls, they just follow a protocol to verify it’s that person’s time to die. This doesn’t mean it’s impossible; it just does, in fact, mean Undertaker is breaking reaper rules. But he’s obviously doing that anyway. Why not break all of them? 🤨 Edit: There’s a good reason for him to want to have children with human females (not even necessarily just one), for the very reason that it skirts around this punishment of making more reapers with reaper females. Reapers like Undertaker, who might be mating with humans, can cause the reaper organization to become even more understaffed over time. That’s something else I have mentioned before in my theory about them being reborn. There could even be a backlog of souls from suicide victims that are waiting around for new reaper bodies to be placed into. And the way Ronald flirts with females both in the reaper realm and the human realm suggests that Undertaker isn’t the only one who might be spreading around his reaper genes... changing the very nature of humanity over the generations.
It’s weird that Undertaker would fall in love with a human within however many years of deserting his post. Not weird at all, plus we don’t know whether love is the only thing that might have brought them together. Also, 24 years is merely a guess... and not a very good one. 136649 tried to destroy reaper HQ ~70years before 1889, so around 1819. The year these three things historically happened: 1. Queen Victoria was born, 2. Prince Albert was born, and 3. (Sir) Walter Scott introduced the world to Cedric of Rotherwood in Ivanhoe. He even invented that name, Cedric. Undertaker says he hadn’t been called a reaper in about 50years. That suggests two things: 1. He not only failed to destroy the HQ, but he also might have been captured, punished, and returned to his work as a reaper until he finally deserted about 20years later, and 2. If he didn’t actually manage to escape until around 1839 or thereabouts, then Cloudia/Claudia was just a kid at the time. Undertaker might have become involved in the Phantomhive family’s “work” before she became watchdog; he might have been an informant to her father, for example.
Why should he care more about Cloudia/Claudia than the other people on the lockets or Vincent? If he loved her, and if she bore his children, then it would explain this quite easily. Who wouldn’t cry over the death of their child? These other six people represented by the other lockets must also have been particularly dear to him, for various possible reasons. But he seems to focus the most on her locket. It’s also placed directly in the center of the chain; they are not in order of death dates. (In fact, their last initials create a pretty cool set of notes, with Phantomhive becoming an F or an F# [F sharp]. Please see #lockets’ melody and #leitmotif posts that date as far back as 2016). And more recently, her locket (and her locket alone) has become a symbol of Undertaker in series merchandise. Them having been lovers would explain it pretty well, I should think! And, if I’m right that “136649” means he became the 49th registered reaper of 1366, then Cloudia/Claudia died (was killed) not just on a Friday the 13th... but also 500 years after Undertaker was registered as a reaper.
Thanks for this ask, and please check out the tags below for more information.
#black butler#kuroshitsuji#undertaker#cedric k. ros#cedric k. ros—#cedric of rotherwood#undertaker is cedric#lockets' melody#leitmotif#136649#theories#thoughts#observation#anon asks#i answer#answered asks#mar 7 2021#reaper realm#punishment#salvation#redemption#reaper organization
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PET • RI • CHOR
[n] a pleasant smell that accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather
ZUKO X OC SERIES
SUMMARY: a captured waterbender and the fire prince may sound like an unlikely pair, but kena never much cared about others’ expectations and zuko, well… he was just along for the ride
A/N: uhhh so i guess i’m writing fic again for the first time since i was like 15 thanks to quarantine. here’s a snippet of a zuko x oc i’ve been writing to gauge interest ig. i used to write h*rry p*tter fic and post it to a fan account i had and it got pretty popular even though it was garbage so... let’s see. here is my hat, it is in the ring 🎩 also thanks @beifongsss for answering my anon ask and being my first (and maybe only) tag lmao 🥴
⏎ MASTERLIST // PROLOGUE i » PROLOGUE ii
“I like your hair loopies.” The voice made her jump and throw the water she had been trying to bend from the pond at its source behind her. “Hey!”
Kena turned and saw a young boy about her age in red silk pajamas now soaked in water. His long black hair hung limply around his face, dripping. “Tui’s gills, you scared me! You can’t just sneak up on people like that!”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry I splashed you.”
“It’s okay.” He shook his head, throwing water droplets everywhere. They both giggled.
“I can try to help, but I’m not very good yet. Here.” She waved her arms and hands in a waterbending stance, drawing water out of his clothes and hair. She pulled some out and discarded it back into the pond, but the poor boy was definitely still wet. “Sorry,” she said sheepishly, dropping her hands.
“That was so cool! I’ve always wanted to see waterbending in person.” His face lit up, golden eyes sparkling. She blushed and looked at her feet. “Sometimes I wish I was a waterbender. But what are you doing here?”
Her face was dark when she looked up at him again. “The Fire Nation invaded my village and took me and my mom as prisoners because we’re healers. She tells me we’re lucky to be alive since they’ve been wiping out waterbenders. I don’t know, though; I think I’d rather be dead than be a servant for some snooty royal.” She aimed a kick at a small pebble and launched it into the pond. “Now I’ll probably never see my dad, or my brothers, or my friends ever again.”
“Oh,” the boy said meekly, looking away. “I’m sorry that happened.” He didn’t know what to say to the girl.
“Yeah, me too,” she grumbled. There was silence for a moment before the boy smiled hesitantly again.
“I’ll be your friend here, if you’d like.”
The tension in her small body loosened when she slowly grinned at him. “Yeah, I think I’d like that. You seem alright, for a Fire Nation kid.”
“Thanks, I think,” he laughed. “What’s your name?”
“Kena. Well, that’s my real name. When they brought us here some weird guy told me my new name would be Ariye.”
“I like Kena better for you.”
“Me too. Ariye is a dumb name. I told him that but he got mad. What’s yours?”
“Oh, I’m-“ he started, flushing, then paused and looked behind him. “Someone’s coming. Go, hide!”
“What about you? Won’t you get in trouble?”
“No, no! It’s fine! Just go!” He shooed her away and she finally complied, diving into a patch of brush just as someone rounded the corner in the distance. She was about to make her escape when she paused to listen in.
“Prince Zuko,” a woman’s voice chided, “why are you out of bed so late?”
Wait, Prince Zuko? He’s a prince?
“I couldn’t sleep so I came out to see the turtleducks,” Zuko said. It wasn’t entirely a lie, after all — that had been his intention.
“Why are you all wet?”
“I... slipped, and fell in the water.”
The woman sighed. “Prince Zuko, you must be more careful. Come along, let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.” Kena slipped away as her voice got fainter and eventually disappeared from earshot. She felt incredibly stupid for going on and on about the invasion and how much she disliked being here to the prince of all people. She was surely in for it now. Her mother had always said her mouth would get her into trouble if she didn’t control it. A glimmer of hope rose in her chest, though, because Zuko had seemed really... well, nice. He didn’t rat her out or get upset when she spoke poorly of royals even though he apparently was one. Maybe not all the people of the Fire Nation were so bad... just most of them.
The next night, Zuko snuck back out to the turtleduck pond in the hopes of seeing the girl again. He was absolutely fascinated by her — she was probably the only person he knew who wasn’t, as she had said, “some snooty royal,” or someone who worked for one. That, and she was definitely the only waterbender he knew. He loitered in the grass for a long time before giving up and going back to bed. This cycle repeated for a week with no luck. Kena had said her and her mother were healers, so maybe he’d be able to find her in the infirmary. Now, just to come up with some sort of excuse to go there...
Kena nearly felt like dropping dead when a familiar boy walked into the infirmary, escorted by a servant. His eyes brimmed with tears and he was sniffling softly, holding one hand in the other delicately. Reluctantly and with her face burning, she bowed with her mother.
“Prince Zuko, what happened?” the older woman asked, leading him to sit on a cot in the corner of the room.
“Azula b-burned my hand,” Zuko whimpered, showing her his reddened skin. Kena’s mother tutted and waved her daughter over.
“Prince Zuko, this is my daughter, Ariye,” the woman said, smiling as she smoothed Kena’s hair. Kena bowed again, mostly to avoid looking directly at him.
“Nice to meet you.” Zuko beamed and she nodded stiffly, looking at a spot on the wall above his shoulder.
“You as well, Prince Zuko,” she responded quietly. “Do you need anything, Mom?”
“Yes. Can you get the burn salve while I heal what I can, my love?” Kena nodded again and scurried away as soon as she had the excuse. Zuko watched her as she searched cabinets at the other end of the room, snapping his eyes down to his hand when he felt the cool wetness of water against his skin. Kena’s mom was holding his hand with both her own, bending water around his seared flesh. His mouth dropped open a bit when the water started to glow. After a few moments, Kena’s mom pulled her hands back and bent the water away as the girl returned with a small tin in her grasp. He frowned when she still refused to look at him directly.
“Thank you, my dear,” her mother said. “Can you put some on the prince’s hand while I talk to Miss Sana?” She tilted her head to indicate the servant that had brought Zuko in who was standing on the other side of the bed he sat in.
“Yes, Mom.” Kena sat on the bed across from him as her mother stood and walked away with Sana. Zuko grinned again once he was certain the adults were out of immediate earshot.
“Hi, Kena,” he said, waving at her with his injured hand. It was no longer a blistering red, but the skin was still a bit stiff and dry. The salve would help with that, he assumed.
She furrowed her brow. “Why are you here?”
“I wanted to see you again. I waited by the pond in the gardens for a few nights but you never came back.”
“You did this on purpose?”
“Yep!” he said, obviously proud of his cunning plan. When she rolled her eyes, though, he deflated.
“That was dumb,” she scoffed. Her bluntness shocked him. Nobody ever talked to him, the prince, like that. Well, except Azula. But she was mean to everyone.
“What do you mean?” He looked obviously distressed and even a bit irritated. “I let Azula burn me so I could talk to you again!”
“You should’ve just pretended you felt sick or something,” she said like it was the simplest thing in the world. And really, it was. Zuko felt a bit silly now for all his dramatics.
“Oh,” he said. His cheeks were bright pink. Kena finally gave him a small grin as she gently held his hand, slathering the salve onto his skin. “Your hands are cold.”
“And your hands are warm.”
“Because I’m a firebender.”
“Well, I’m a waterbender.”
He hummed thoughtfully. “I guess that makes sense. It feels nice, though.” They were quiet for a few minutes while Kena delicately massaged in the weird paste. “Can we still be friends?” he asked suddenly. She looked up at him, startled.
“You still want to be friends with me?”
“Uh, yeah. You’re super cool!”
She blushed. “Even though I said that mean stuff about royals and all that?”
“I mean, you weren’t wrong. A lot of people around here are snooty.”
She thought it over for half a second. “Yeah, we can be friends. Like I said before, you’re not so bad, for a Fire Nation kid.” They smiled at each other, and it was settled.
A/N: i don’t know how to write dialogue for kids... anyways if this gets attention i might post more because i write when work is slow so! feel free to send me an ask/dm/reply/carrier pigeon. also sorry for the long post, mobile is ass and won’t let me do a read more cut ~~
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Déjà Vu (Or are we losing our minds?) XIII -Modern!Shirbert
A/N: Next week is the final chapter! There's also an epilogue, so keep your eyes open :) -Danny
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Chapter Thirteen: 3rd. Déjà Vu
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.
-Walt Whitman.
Christmas came and ended without anything to add. No more strange dreams or déjà vu's. There was, however, a strange and deep longing for the person they couldn't reach.
For Gilbert, it was close to a dead end. He had nothing but a name, he searched for every Anne, sure that he was bound to find her, but then he started to doubt, perhaps she wasn't real. Perhaps it was the combination of a known face with some actress or a classmate he'd only seen while walking through the halls... and yet there were these random things he would remember that didn't quite belong in any of his dreams. A broken slate and the distinct smell of lilies of the valley; but was it truly real?
Anne, on the other hand, found Gilbert's Facebook page and Instagram in less than a day, but her finger would always linger above the 'follow' and 'send friend request' button without actually doing anything.
She didn't believe her dream had been real, not in the way her brain wanted her to think it was. She hadn't spoken to Gilbert, not really, it was just some version she'd created in her mind. The real question was why had she been dreaming about him? How was that even possible?
Her theory was that she might've seen him the day she'd gone to the diner, although she couldn't understand how had she overlooked him, the guy was really handsome, there was no way she would've forgotten that face! But alas, she had— Or not really, considering he'd been stalking her dreams for almost an entire week.
Which brought her to the next question, why had the dreams stopped?
As soon as she started to remember her dreams all of that ceased to happen. As if the universe were telling her 'You saw that? Okay then, now go and get it.'
Anne couldn't though, because it was all in her head. What was she supposed to say to this guy? 'Hey, I know you don't know me, but I've been having dreams about you so I think we should date', the guy would run away so fast she wouldn't even get to say her name was spelt with an e.
What if he had a girlfriend? He had this picture with a lovely blonde, who was beyond beautiful, what if he was dating her? Oh my god, what if he was married?
She couldn't possibly be crushing on a stranger! That was too much, even for her.
'He isn't a stranger!' Some voice at the back of her mind tried to argue, but even she knew she couldn't be talking to this guy in her dreams, it was so stupid!
As she continued her research, she discovered he was indeed studying to become a doctor, and that his father had passed away. His first job had been at a flower shop (this guy was perhaps too open about his life on social accounts) and he and fucking Roy Gardner had actually been highschool classmates?
How could she know all that?
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"Are you listening to me, Blythe?"
Gilbert snapped out of his sulking and cleared his throat.
"Yeah, party preparations, music, some pictures. Yeah."
Bash frowned, fed up with his response.
"You're acting weird. What happened with the dating, weren't you trying to go out and meeting people?"
"Change of plans, I actually don't want a date anymore," He said with a tone of sarcasm. "We have things to do, and my love life can wait."
"Oh, no," Bash groaned. "You promised you would try! What part of giving up after the first date makes you think that's how you get a girl? What did Winifred say about this?"
"I haven't told her, she'll get mad and I'm trying to delay her shouting," Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Let's move to the next thing on the list, okay? We should have discounts on the—"
"I don't like this, I don't like what you're doing at all, you hear me?"
Gilbert stood up to refill his cup of coffee. Although he knew it wasn't ideal to live his life waiting to be asleep so he could dream about Anne, it was the only thing in his current life that was exciting, and he just knew no amount of dates would change that.
His phone buzzed and Bash picked it up.
"Hey," He smirked. "Maybe I was wrong— are you hiding some secret girlfriend from us, you moke?"
"What?" Gilbert's head turned to his friend abruptly. For some reason, his mind went directly to Anne, fearing that Bash would've found out about his search. "What are you talking about?"
"Who's Diana and why is she asking if she can bring her friends to the party?"
The young man felt the disappointment sharply stabbing his heart. He walked back to the table, snatching the phone away.
"Diana is an old friend from Avonlea," He explained. "She said she'd been to the Orchard before and was hoping that I'd like to catch up with some of my old classmates. I invited her to the party."
Bash chuckled. "So you are still trying to have a social life, I'm proud of you."
"Shut up," Gilbert replied, but a tiny smile formed on his face as he said it. "Okay, Diana says she's bringing around seven or eight people, you think we can reserve a table?"
"Dunno, Blythe, can we?" He smirked.
"It's done," He nodded, texting Diana with the confirmation.
"Are you excited about meeting with your old friends?"
"I can hardly remember their faces," Gilbert smiled wistfully. "God, it's been so long since I saw them..."
"Do you have pictures?"
"I left when I was thirteen, no one had a cellphone then... but maybe Diana has some old pictures in her— let me just..."
He went to her profile and scrolled directly to the oldest album he could find.
"Look," He laughed. "That's the play Josie Pye forced me to act on, she wanted me to be her prince... man, I look tiny!"
Bash laughed, starting to scroll through the pictures.
"Aw, man, that's all she has," Bash shook his head in slight disappointment. "You look happy in those pictures, Blythe. I think you really used to like the people in them too."
"Well, yeah, they were nice," He smiled, still looking through Diana's photos. "You know what? I'm glad she—"
Gilbert inhaled sharply, dropping his phone and quickly diving to the ground to retrieve it with shaky hands.
"What the hell was that?" Bash asked anxiously. "You okay?"
"Yeah! Yeah, I'm fine!" He stood up. "I'm great. Yeah. I had a cramp, but it's gone. I think I need to pee."
He rushed out of the room before Bash could interrogate him further, his phone tightly held in one hand. The screen was showing one of Diana's latest Instagram posts with the description:
'The love of my life... Anne is here too, ig'
She had her arm wrapped around a young woman with fiery red hair and big, beautiful green eyes.
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