#those strawberry binches!!!!!
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10, 12, 26, 50 for April!
10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect?
I think April can work well with kids in a late elementary school / tween phase because that’s what she has experience with in helping with her younger siblings because that’s how old they were when she started living with her dad and being a part of their lives. I think kids are entertained by her but despite being a Goth Weirdo I think she’s pretty straightforward / here’s why that dumb and hurtful thing you did is dumb and hurtful so I don’t think she necessarily gets like Cool credit you know?
I think on some level she wanted to be a parent and thinks she’d be good with it but doesn’t know if her life circumstances will ever let that happen and bio kids are very unlikely at this point so she’s just kind of hoping Wyatt or Chip have kids someday.
I think as a parent she would take after her dad - a widely understanding / you do you but deeply caring eccentric who also is pretty easy to stress out
12. Favorite food?
Not necessarily all as part of the same time but:
- pimento cheese with celery sticks
- strawberries with a little bit of white sugar
- cheesy hashbrowns
26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions?
She’s a very open happy person- prone to a little unconscious shoulder bop. She also loves to sing - it’s cathartic and makes her feel Alive, but the skills arent quite there from a music business perspective which is why she sang backup. She can’t dance for SHIT - limited to white people at a wedding dance moves. She does hum - tends to hum or sing a lot of a mix of Old music and pop punk shit while working.
50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?
Only take one bag - very practical , energy bars, collapsible water skin, poncho, those metallic warming blankets, etc
Packing for just like, leaving the house - wallet, eyeliner, Swiss army tool, pepper spray, phone, lighter (doesn’t smoke, wants to be a cool girl who can offer people a light), tiny radio with cheap earbuds, maybe a tiny thing of rock salt, sharpie, notepad, mini first aid kit
this is why this binch carries a messenger bag and wears jncos. she needs a lot of inventory slots!
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friends and foes i am about to be obnoxious 💖
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I ~just~ watched the first episode #rip to my neighbors with our thin as walls cuz my voice CARRIES
IM SO FUCKIN EXCITED WTF AAAAAAAAAAA
THE ANIMATION IS WONDERFUL (especially compared to 2002 lmaooo)
KISSHU IN THE OPENING I’m LAKSJDFLAKSJDLKSJD I fucking SCREAMED so LOUD
WtFUCK was up with Zakuro in the ending!!!! Why ain’t her card suit shown!!!!!!!!! There’s only 4 aces in a deck what is she! Probably a joker or something!
Also!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ichigo’s in HIGH school and not middle school! Finally all the fics with them not being like 13 are canon now~
Ichigo: what if these men are BAD MEN??
Me: gurl that only just crossed ur mind
WHYYYYYY is Mint the first recruit! Ah!!!! I wanna knowww! ALSO! Does she actually go to Ichigo’s school now or was she there simply for stalking purposes?
I can’t believe literally no one stopped Pudding from just jumping on the displays ☠️ there is no way that shit can carry the weight of a 70-90lbs girl swinging on them and also there’s a non-0 chance those were taxidermy corpses sjkdfjsldkj
I love how the animation put some actual weight behind the Strawberry Check!!!!!!! It looks SO much cooler and like it actually has some FORCE to it instead of just lightly piddling on the enemies!!!! I’m SO EXCITED to see the rest of the girl’s attacks!!! And their transformations!!!! HOLY SHIT THE TRANSFORMATION WAS SO GOOD
Pudding is the only one who can match my energy she saw a fucking radioactive meteorite gunning straight for her and was just “LET’S FUCKIN GOOOOOOOOOOOO”
Ichigo: what can we do to stop exctinction? :’OOOOOOO
Masaya: idk
boi tf do you mean YOU DON’T KNOW? YOU’RE LITERALLY GOING TO A RIVER CLEANUP LATER OR W/E THE FUCK? THIS IS LIKE HALF YOUR PERSONALITY YES TF YOU DO KNOW
(guillotine big companies but that’s probably not the best statement for a magical girl show 😩)
I Hope Dear Goodnesss Gracious that the reboot keeps Pudding’s backstory of caring for her siblings thing (cannot remember if that was a manga original plot or not) but honestly the knowledge that she takes care of like 5 younger siblings at such a young age breaks my heart but also makes me relate to her so damn much I want that tidbit to stayyyyyyyyyyyyy (and update it too manifesting that SO hard rn)
While Masaya is a cutie patootie so far, I cannot lie, I screamed “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” so loud when Ichigo and Masaya accidentally kissed jfskdjfskdjfks like BINCH, that honor is SUPPOSED to go to my trash can gremlin how could you DO this to meeeee it’s twice as angsty if that was her first kiss 😩😩 (I’m a horrible person sdlkfjskdj)
Also! I totally forgot they updated the parasite aliens! It’s adorable!
Anyways, in conclusion, my excitement for this episode was the equivalent of shooting 200ccs of serotonin directly into my spine
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
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Could never define all that you are to me (Branjie)--athena2, writworm42
A/N: AU inspired by the movie Carol, whereby Brooke visits Vanessa’s department store in search of a toy, only to find something that’s going to bring much, much more joy.
(aka we gave the people the Carol au they deserve)
For Ficmas prompt “mittens”
WRIT: It was SO, SO much fun to write this with Athena!!! Collabing with her has been a dream, and I hope y'all like it as much as we liked writing it together. THANK YOU TO MY BEST BINCH HOLTZ FOR BETA-ING!!!!
ATHENA: Working with Writ has been an absolute honor and a dream. I could not have done this without them, and I love them. Also thank you holtzmanns for betaing for us! Title from Movement by Hozier
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The blonde is, in Vanessa’s opinion, the most beautiful woman she’s ever seen.
She sweeps into the toy department like a breath of fresh air, a peaceful break from screaming toddlers and fighting siblings and mothers that raise fingers at her when toys aren’t in stock.
Vanessa’s head shoots up from its downward tilt that sets in after a few hours at this place. She forgets her growling stomach (lucky A’keria got first lunch), forgets the exhaustion of four straight eight-hour shifts, forgets everything except for the woman in front of her.
The blonde is quiet and self-contained as she browses around, a relief from the usual parents that storm up to the counter and demand that Vanessa give them what they want. A long grey coat flows down her even longer frame, and Vanessa can tell from the smooth lines and crisp collar that it costs more than her whole paycheck.
The woman teeters around, glancing over to the counter and biting her lip like she needs help but is afraid to ask for it, and Vanessa seizes her moment. She reaches for the compact mirror A’keria hides under the desk, checks her hair, and asks, “Anything I can help you with?” in the cheerful employee voice she doesn’t use as often as she’s supposed to.
“Huh? Oh, um, yes,” the blonde says, walking over to the counter. “Sorry, do you have any princess castle sets left? I need to get it for my daughter.”
Her voice is soft and she smells like strawberries. Vanessa finds herself straining against the counter to get closer.
Vanessa’s heart sinks. She sold the last one that morning, to a woman that threatened to get the manager if Vanessa didn’t accept her expired coupon. Vanessa would usually tell people the item was out of stock with her insincere, company-mandated politeness, but something in her hurts over having to tell this woman she can’t have it.
Vanessa notes a deep exhaustion in the woman’s green eyes. Not the kind of exhaustion you get from one sleepless night, but from months, maybe even a whole life, of sleepless nights. Despite how polished this woman is, Vanessa fears this might make her crumble.
“I’m really sorry, but I sold the last one this morning,” Vanessa says genuinely. The woman’s face falls briefly before righting itself.
“That’s okay,” she says. “Thank you for your help.”
She turns to leave.
“Wait!” Vanessa yelps. “I can order one for you. It’ll be here by Christmas, I promise.”
“Oh.” Her face brightens, a small smile that weakens Vanessa’s knees running across her face. “That would be great, thank you.”
“No problem.” Vanessa goes through the steps of the online order, typing in the woman’s name– Brooke Lynn Hytes, Vanessa doesn’t think she’ll forget it–and phone number.
“Can I pick it up in the store?” Brooke asks, and Vanessa lets herself fantasize for a second that Brooke’s done it to see her again, that the smile still shining on Brooke’s face is for Vanessa alone. Why else would this woman inconvenience herself with store pickup when home delivery is an option?
“Of course. We’ll call you when it comes in.”
“Thank you,” Brooke says. “I’ll be back to get it. I hope you’re working that day.” Her cheeks turn a soft pink that make Vanessa’s heart flutter.
“Me too,” she whispers, already frantically checking the order form for the expected arrival date and comparing it to her work schedule.
—
The delivery takes far too long for Vanessa’s liking. Every day that passes by is another risk–a risk that Brooke might forget, or that she’ll be busy and send someone else, or worse, that Vanessa won’t be on shift when it does come in, or when Brooke is able to pick it up. By the time a week passes, Vanessa finds herself a little panicked; what if it’s already come in, already been picked up, and she’s missed it, missed her chance to see Brooke again? It’s not like she can ask anyone–no, that would be obsessive, and odd, and it would certainly raise suspicion…
“Hey,” A’keria taps Vanessa on the shoulder nine days after Brooke and Vanessa’s meeting, “That box for the lady from last week came in. I’d call her about it, but I don’t really want to, so…”
Vanessa has never jumped to do something for someone else so fast, any potential scolding or argument flying out the window as she scrambles to the phone, thanking God for loving the lesbians so much as she jams in Brooke’s number and waits for the number to dial.
Pick up, pick up, pick up…
The phone clicks after the third ring.
“Hello?” the voice on the line is proper, official, with an almost coy lilt to it, but it’s Brooke’s, Vanessa’s sure of it.
“Um…” Vanessa curses herself inwardly as she scrounges for words, her mind suddenly having gone blank. Christ, why now?
“Is this the Hytes residence?” she finally blurts out, her face burning with embarrassment as Brooke laughs on the other line.
“Yes, Brooke speaking. Is this the counter girl from last week?”
“Oh.” it comes out in a breath of surprise, almost like Vanessa can’t believe Brooke remembers her, that she recognizes her voice, because she can’t believe it, can’t believe she’s that memorable.
“Well?”
“Yes!” Vanessa remembers herself suddenly, “Yes, this is Vanessa. Um–the counter girl. I–I don’t remember if I told you my name last time.” She puts her face in her hand, the heat of her mortification practically burning her palm as she stuffs down any further urges to keep rambling. Luckily, though, Brooke only laughs.
“You’re adorable, Vanessa.” Brooke purrs. “So, I take it my toy is in?”
“Yes, ma’am. I mean, um, Miss Hytes. Um–”
“Brooke. Call me Brooke.” Brooke’s voice is light with amusement. “I’m calling you Vanessa, after all.”
“Alright, Brooke.” Vanessa nods, and somehow, it’s soothing to say the name, a little exciting, even, as if she’s gained some kind of secret approval from the woman on the other line. “It’s ready for you to come pick it up.”
“Excellent. When are you working until?”
Oh God. Oh God. Brooke is going to come over to the store, is going to come pick it up from Vanessa.
Vanessa can barely contain her excitement as she tells Brooke she’s working until closing at 10 that night, and has to stop herself from slamming down the phone in joy when Brooke tells her she’ll be there within the hour.
She almost runs to the bathroom to tame her hair, frazzled after four hours on shift and another four to go. She reapplies lipstick, trying not to think that she’s as excited as a kid on Christmas morning over seeing a woman she’s talked to less than five minutes. It’s ridiculous. She sighs and heads back out.
Every minute in the toy department creeps by like an hour, but tonight, each one feels like a year. She tidies up a stuffed animal display, rearranges building blocks, and lines up board games. She’s about to hit the stuffed animals again when she walks in and Vanessa loses her breath for a second.
Brooke is in a different coat this time, a short red one, no less expensive or well-made.
Vanessa coaxes (threatens) A’keria into taking her break and leans casually against the counter as Brooke approaches.
“Hi,” Brooke says.
“Hi.” Vanessa’s face burns; it’s probably just the heat blasting through the store.
“Having a good week?” Brooke asks pleasantly.
Vanessa shrugs. “Not too bad. The Christmas rush will be coming, though.”
Brooke smiles. “That must be rough.”
“It sure is. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen a grown woman riding one of those toy trucks to knock people over and getting stuck. We had to call the fire department to get her out.”
Brooke breaks off into a musical laugh, one that makes Vanessa smile. From how surprised Brooke is at the sound, Vanessa gets the idea that she hasn’t laughed like this in a while. Why the hell is she thinking about it? She doesn’t know a thing about this woman, and it’s not her business anyway. Brooke removes thick leather gloves and Vanessa can’t help but notice that there’s no ring on her finger. Again, not her business.
“I promise I won’t ride anything—unless you’d like that,” she teases and Vanessa’s knees almost give out. “Otherwise, I’ll just take the castle.”
“Right.” Vanessa suddenly remembers that she’s here to do a job, not just talk to tall blonde women.
She plunks the box on the counter and rings up the purchase as Brooke opens a neatly organized wallet and removes her credit card. Vanessa drags the transaction out as long as she can without it being noticeable, because she isn’t ready for Brooke to leave just yet.
“Thank you again,” Brooke says as she takes the box. “I really want my daughter to have it. It’s been a tough few months for her.”
Vanessa suspects it’s been tough for Brooke as well, but she doesn’t voice it. “Sorry to hear that,” Vanessa says. “How old is she?”
“Four. Her name is Sophie,” Brooke replies.
“Nice name. Is she pretty like her Mama?” Oh shit. Did that really just come out of her mouth?
Thankfully, Brooke just laughs again. “I think she’s prettier than me, to be honest. She has such nice brown eyes. Beautiful, just like yours.”
The heat is on way too high. Vanessa feels like she’s emerged from a volcano. But it can’t just be her imagination anymore. Brooke is definitely into her, those green eyes bright and locked onto her.
“Sorry to interrupt,” barks a voice that isn’t at all sorry, “but are you going to find a doll for me or do I have to see a manager?”
It’s like a picture frame shatters, the perfect image Vanessa’s living in destroyed as she looks up to see an irate woman with a hand on her hip by the register.
“I’ll be right with you,” Vanessa promises as Brooke gives her an apologetic smile.
“I’ll be seeing you soon,” Brooke vows. “Still have some more presents to get.”
“I’ll be here,” Vanessa confirms. She doesn’t have time to be sad as Brooke heads out, can’t focus on her sinking heart as she helps the woman find a doll. It isn’t until she’s about to close that she sees the gloves left on the counter. Rich, smooth leather, soft as butter. Brooke’s gloves. Vanessa wonders how someone that seems so careful, so organized, could have left them here, silencing the delusion that Brooke did it purposely.
Either way, she has a reason to call Brooke again.
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“My, my, Vanessa, we’ve simplygot to stop meeting this way.” Brooke answers the phone on the first ring this time, not so much as ahello in the way of getting right to the point. Vanessa feels her breath catch in her throat, the validation of her hunch somehow not nearly as satisfying as it is nerve-wracking now that it’s actually unfolding, actually happening, all in real time.
“How did you know it was me?” The question comes to her before she can stop it, and fuck it, her brain isn’t working well enough to think of anything else to say in the moment, so she might as well ask.
There’s silence for a moment, and then a cough.
“You’re, um, the fifth person I’ve done this to.”
Vanessa can’t help it–she cracks up.
“Hey!” Brooke’s voice comes through plaintive and pouty, not nearly as smooth or cool as Vanessa was used to, and somehow, it makes it even funnier. “Don’t make fun of me for being cool!”
“You’re being a dork.” Vanessa snorts, still giggling a little as she tries her best to calm down.
“Rude.” Brooke huffs, but despite the indignant front, she’s giggling too, and suddenly, Vanessa isn’t so nervous anymore.
“So, I guess you know why I’m calling?” Vanessa finally sobers up, the air between them settling back into calm again.
“Because you just can’t resist me?”
“No, you dork.” Vanessa rolls her eyes. “You left your gloves at the counter this evening.”
“So I did.” Vanessa canhear Brooke’s grin on the other line, her voice having resumed its sly, purring drawl. “Does that mean I’ve got to come collect from you again?”
The thought of Brooke collecting something–something that’s definitely not gloves–from Vanessa is enough to disorient Vanessa completely.
“I–Um. Yes, but the store is closed now, so you’ll either have to come by tomorrow, or–”
“–Or? Don’t tell me you’re sitting in the store after dark, all alone?” There’s flirtation in the question, but also something pressing, something that overtakes the seductive potential of the moment and leaves behind any possibilities that it might lead to.
Brooke is sitting on the other side of the line, worried that Vanessa is alone and unprotected.
Vanessa feels her heart swell just a little.
“I’m actually at home.” she confesses, “I took them with me. I know that it’s late, so I can bring them back with me to work tomorrow, or–”
“Where do you live?”
Vanessa blinks. “What?”
“Where do you live?” Brooke repeats, a little slower, “I’ll come pick them up from you. If–If that’s not too forward.” The tinge of regret and shyness in her voice is uncharacteristic for Brooke, unlike anything Vanessa’s seen from her so far.
It’s cute. And Vanessa definitely wants to see more of it.
“Fifteen May Street, unit 206. Sidestreet just shy of the corner of Maple and Foundry.”
“Alright.” Brooke’s voice takes on a softness and confidence that erases the crack in her demeanour that had appeared mere seconds ago. “I’ll have my driver bring me over in about fifteen. Is it okay if Sophie comes too? The nanny and housekeeping staff have gone home for the night.”
Vanessa agrees, then hangs up the phone, snorting a little to herself.
A rich woman–one who can afford a driver, a nanny, and housekeeping–is bringing herself and her daughter over to see Vanessa, a toy-counter girl, and spend time with her. Talk with her. Get to know her more.
Lord.
Well, Vanessa’s mother had always said that she had the tendency to get herself into the strangest situations, and as far as strange situations, this one was turning out more than alright.
Vanessa smiles to herself, tidying and arranging little things she notices around the apartment as she rushes to her bedroom to go get ready.
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Vanessa stares out the window like a wife waiting for her lover to return from the war, after rushing through her apartment and throwing dirty dishes in the dishwasher.
A sleek black car pulls up to the curb, the kind you aren’t supposed to notice but do anyway, and know that the person inside has to be rich.
Brooke gets out, graceful as always, a dish in one hand, her other in a small blonde girl’s mittened grasp. Vanessa’s heart warms at this tender, caring side of Brooke. She fixes her hair one last time, picks up one of Riley’s chew toys she’d missed and shoves it in the pantry, before buzzing them in.
The knock sounds a minute later and makes her jump even though she’s expecting it. Get it together, Vanessa, she commands herself as her heart skips a beat. So what if this lady she barely knows and is majorly attracted to will be in her apartment, in the space where she lives and sleeps and eats, in the space where Vanessa unwinds and lets herself go after work? She can do this. She opens the door and Brooke’s face breaks into a grin that Vanessa mirrors.
Sophie is Brooke in miniature, like one of the dolls in the toy department. She has the same blonde hair, same nose, and same fair skin, contrasted by warm, chocolate brown eyes. Vanessa’s never been one for kids–hours of listening to them scream and cry in a stifling store will do that to you–but she has a feeling this one might be okay.
Brooke passes Vanessa the dish after she steps inside. “Um, Sophie and I made cookies. She really likes sprinkles, as you can see. I hope that’s okay.” Brooke grins nervously, and it makes Vanessa melt to see her without such confidence. Like this shy Brooke is one only Vanessa has access to.
There are a lot of sprinkles on the cookies, completely covering the frosting on some, but…
“Who don’t like sprinkles?” she says casually to Brooke, the blonde’s face relaxing while she sighs in relief. It’s kind of adorable, how Brooke wants so badly for Vanessa to like the cookies.
Vanessa lingers in the doorway and tries to imagine her kitchen through Brooke’s eyes. It’s tiny, the whole apartment is, but it’s only ever just been Vanessa and she doesn’t need much space. She manages to keep it somewhat clean, busting into her cleaning supplies on her rare days off, if she had the energy. She’s never been embarrassed of her place, of that stain by the refrigerator that came with the apartment, or the tiny holes in the living room wall, but she’s never had someone rich enough for a housekeeper and private driver in here either.
Before Vanessa can say anything, Sophie marches up to her and looks deep in her eyes, and Vanessa feels like this four-year-old suddenly knows every secret she’s ever had, including the way her heart is pounding at the sight of Brooke in her kitchen.
“You’re the toy lady my mommy talks about,” Sophie states firmly.
“I am, am I?” Vanessa asks, playing along though the thought of Brooke thinking about her even far away from the store, in her own home, so much that she even mentioned her to her own daughter, makes Vanessa want to jump until she hits the ceiling. Somehow, Vanessa’s name coming out of Brooke’s mouth, floating around the walls of Brooke’shome, is more intimate than Vanessa being in Brooke’s bed herself. (Though she certainly wouldn’t say no to that either).
Brooke’s cheeks are bright pink. “Why don’t you give me your mittens, Soph?” she smooths over her daughter’s statement. “We wouldn’t want to leave them here, would we?” she asks, her composure recovered with a sly grin at Vanessa.
“Not teaching the next generation your tricks, then?” Vanessa teases.
“I might,” Brooke says, “After all, it worked this time, didn’t it?” Brooke’s smile is sharp and pointed, like a sword, before softening, and Vanessa starts making coffee, the familiar motions slowing her racing heart, as Brooke helps Sophie with her coat zipper.
Riley, always slow on the uptake–part of the reason Vanessa loves him so much–finally recognizes that there’s company and trots into the kitchen to investigate.
“You have a puppy!” Sophie yelps. “Can I pet it? Please?”
Vanessa smiles. “Of course you can. His name is Riley. He’s real friendly.”
Sophie seats herself on the kitchen floor, Riley happy to sit as she runs her hands all over his fur.
She and Brooke slide across from each other at the kitchen table, sipping coffee–Brooke takes hers with one sugar, Vanessa commits that to memory, just in case–and starting on the cookies, melt-in-your-mouth soft beneath their crunchy sprinkle layer.
“This is a nice place you have,” Brooke says. “It’s real cozy. I like it.”
“Thanks.” Vanessa shrugs. If it was anyone else, she’d think they’re just saying it to be nice, but Brooke doesn’t seem the type to spare one’s feelings with a lie. “It’s not much, but it’s home.”
“It’s nice,” Brooke repeats. “Big doesn’t always mean a home, believe me.”
There’s a thread dangling there, one that would surely unravel and reveal more of Brooke if she grabs it, but she hesitates too long and the moment is gone.
“Um, I don’t know if you’re working tomorrow, but would you want to grab lunch?” Brooke asks, hand rubbing the back of her neck.
“I’d love to,” Vanessa answers honestly, already tingling at the idea, mentally running through her closet to pick an outfit.
“Great.” Brooke smiles. “Does 12 work?”
“It sure does,” Vanessa says, because she’s going to make it work no matter who she has to trade lunches with.
Vanessa tells Brooke more about the store and some holiday highlights, including the all-out fistfight last week, until the coffee mugs are empty and Sophie’s head droops against Brooke’s shoulder.
“I should probably go,” Brooke says, lifting Sophie up to her hip.
“Right,” Vanessa agrees. “See you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.”
Vanessa watches them leave, Brooke helping Sophie into the car with gentle care, before running to her closet and pulling out shirts. For the first time ever, she can’t wait until work tomorrow.
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The deli across the street from the store is as cramped as it is crowded, its linoleum floors and steel counters alive with people yelling out orders, tapping at the clear glass display cases, wiping mustard off their chins as they eat sitting at the few tables the deli has at the back. It’s noisy, and chaotic, and the pastrami is always suspiciously warm, but there’s no place Vanessa would rather spend her lunch. And from the looks of it, Brooke is just as happy to be there.
“My parents worked in a place like this growing up.” She smiles as they shoulder their way up to the counter, craning their necks to read the menu hung above their heads. “I remember I used to spend whole days sitting on the floor by the counter, colouring or doing homework or something. I got my first job there, too.”
“My parents worked in a cookie factory.” Vanessa shrugs. “They met working next to each other on the line.”
“I guess both of our families have a history of meeting at work.” Brooke winks, and Vanessa laughs.
“I guess they do.”
They pick everything bagels with cream cheese and lox, large pickles on the side and piping-hot coffee to wash it all down, then slide into the last free booth in the very corner of the deli.
“You like pickles?” Vanessa offers, wrinkling her nose, and Brooke nods enthusiastically, not even hesitating to swipe Vanessa’s off her plate and immediately start munching down on it.
“Thanks!” She smiles through a mouthful of pickle juice, and Vanessa snorts.
“You lucky you pretty, bitch.”
“You like me just fine.” Brooke winks.
“I do.” Vanessa grins. God, she really, really does.
They spend the rest of their lunch chatting and laughing, gliding from topic to topic like they’ve known each other for years. They talk about their families, about movies they’ve seen recently, about their favourite things to do in their spare time. Five-to rolls around far too quickly, cutting Brooke off in the middle of a story about skating on the lake when she was a child, and Vanessa gets up to the table with a sinking feeling in her chest.
“Hey, don’t look so glum.” Brooke tuts, pulling Vanessa in for a hug. “It’s not like you can’t see me later. In fact, I’d… I’d like that a lot, if I could see you again.”
“I’m not free again until Christmas Eve.” Vanessa sighs, squeezing Brooke tightly, as if it’s the last time she’ll hold the other woman for a while. For all she knows, it is; Christmas is two weeks away, and by the time she’s free again, for all she knows, whatever they’ve got going will have died, and Brooke will have someone new to be thinking of, to be leaving her gloves with and taking out for lunch.
“Okay, Christmas Eve it is, then.”
Vanessa looks up, heart stopping and eyes wide. “What?”
“Christmas Eve it is, then.” Brooke repeats, smiling. “Sophie loves you, Vanessa, I’m sure she’d love to see you again, and I don’t have anyone else I’d rather spend it with than you. That is, if you’re not busy.”
“I’m not.” Vanessa cringes inwardly at how fast the words come out, how eager she sounds. But if she comes off as over-enthusiastic, then Brooke doesn’t seem to mind; she only grins wider, bringing Vanessa in for an even tighter, longer hug.
“Call me tonight, okay?” She whispers in Vanessa’s ear as they separate, planting a soft, chaste kiss on her cheek. “I wanna talk to you even if you’re busy.”
“Well, you know where to find me either way.” Vanessa jokes in response, even though when Brooke nods in understanding, she can tell that the other woman has taken the suggestion completely seriously. It’s a thought that cheers her up completely as she walks back to the store, her heart swelling with a newfound happiness in her chest.
–
Vanessa’s nightly phone calls with Brooke have quickly become the best part of her day.
She powers through the crowds yelling and fighting at the counter, each second taking her closer to the end of her shift, to running home and kicking off her shoes and munching on leftover pizza as Brooke’s voice washes over her like a warm tide.
Brooke tells her about how she used to dance, had even been the Sugar Plum Fairy in the Nutcracker, her costume sparkling in the picture Brooke shows her, and Vanessa smiles at getting to share in this part of her. Vanessa tells Brooke about her childhood, how she used to love to draw and color and create her own clothes for her dolls, how she always wanted to design dresses.
It’s nice, it’s relaxing, and even when Vanessa is exhausted after a shift ends, talking to Brooke gives her new life, makes her ready to take on the world with Brooke beside her. She’s already planned her outfit, her favorite red dress with lacy black boots, for Christmas Eve, counting down the days until she goes to Brooke’s house.
The Christmas rush has hit the toy department, and Vanessa is so busy ringing up orders and slicing her fingers on wrapping paper and fixing ruined displays that she almost doesn’t have time to miss Brooke.
Almost.
In every spare second that her mind has to wander, it wanders to Brooke, a lighthouse guiding her to shore with each bubbling wave of thought. She arranges stuffed animal pillows and hopes Brooke is sleeping well; she’s sounded so tired on the phone lately, and it makes worry pool in Vanessa’s chest. She glances at a display of blonde dolls in red coats and hopes Brooke is warm enough in that big house, wishing she could wrap her in a hug like a blanket.
Vanessa’s heart takes that familiar leap when Brooke walks up to the counter one day, but it instantly sinks down when she gets a good look at her. She’s in her usual expensive coat, black this time, her wavy hair just begging for Vanessa’s hands to run through it, but something is off. The coat doesn’t fit her like a suit of armor as it often does, and she seems smaller somehow, her eyes downcast and exhausted. Her hands are bare, black nail polish chipped. This is not her Brooke, if Vanessa’s even earned the right to think of her that way. What could be causing her to look so rattled?
“Hey. Um, are you okay? You’re not looking so hot,” Vanessa ventures, hoping this isn’t a step too far.
“I think we both know I’m always hot.” That’s the Brooke she knows, even if it’s not showing on Brooke’s face, still wary and drawn with dark shadows beneath her eyes.
“You got me there, Mami.” She shoots a nervous grin at Brooke that isn’t returned, and Vanessa’s heart plummets. Is this it? Did Brooke come here to confess that she was in another relationship, or didn’t want to take things further?
Brooke is silent and Vanessa’s stomach twists. “Brooke, is something wrong?” She asks, deciding to take the plunge and just get it over with it, trying not to think that these blissful weeks with Brooke are already over.
“I just–I’m so tired.” Before Vanessa can say anything, Brooke’s chin begins to quiver and her eyes dampen at the corners, tears pooling but not falling.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Vanessa is around the desk before she knows it, a steady hand on Brooke’s arm. She leads Brooke into the break room, grateful she’s with A’keria today, who will cover for her without question.
She seats Brooke on the coveted wool couch–the one Silky in the tech department often claims entirely for herself–and heads to the water dispenser, pressing the hot feature and dumping a packet of instant cocoa into her purple mug decorated with little white dogs.
She eases the piping-hot mug into Brooke’s hands, fueled by her mother’s insistence on giving warm drinks to people in distress. Brooke looks a little more like herself, a little more in control, with the mug, which she takes small sips of.
Vanessa drops down next to her. “You wanna tell me what made you upset? It’s okay if you don’t want to.”
Brooke bites her lip. “I–Christmas gets hard sometimes. It makes me think about the divorce a lot.”
Vanessa just nods, letting Brooke know she can go on. Despite her curiosity, she hasn’t asked about Brooke’s past relationships, figuring it isn’t her place, and it warms her to know she has Brooke’s trust, even if it hurts to see Brooke like this.
“The divorce was finalized last Christmas,” Brooke continues, sipping her hot chocolate. “It was a good thing, to be honest. He wasn’t a good person, Vanessa. He…he was a horrible person, really.” There’s pain lurking in her eyes, and Vanessa doesn’t want to know what her ex-husband did to put it there, but she does want to make it better, let Brooke know she would never hurt her.
“I’m so sorry.” Vanessa lowers a hand to Brooke’s knee and squeezes in gentle comfort, doing all she can to anchor Brooke down, keep her together.
“It’s okay,” Brooke says, sitting up straighter, her composure returning in waves. “I’m sorry to dump that on you. I’m not usually not like this, I just have bad days sometimes.”
Brooke shakes her head lightly, face grim. “Vanessa, if you don’t want to be saddled with all this”–she gestures to herself, as if she’s another other than the perfect woman of Vanessa’s dreams– “I understand. I wouldn’t ask that of you.”
“Brooke, no.” Vanessa takes a breath, wanting her next words to be right. “I really like you.All of you. And I want to get to know more of you. All your insecurities, all you’ve been through, I wanna get to know those parts of you too.”
The words feel right when they hit the air, and any doubts she had about Brooke’s feelings for her dissolve in their wake.
“I like you too.” Brooke sets her mug on the ground and places a tender kiss on Vanessa’s cheek. It’s probably the sweetest thing to ever occur on this couch and far from the most work-inappropriate. The soft lips on her cheek steal Vanessa’s breath, and she wonders if she should take her shirt off and actually do the most work-inappropriate act this couch has seen when the door creaks open to reveal Nina West, head of the women’s clothing department, standing in the doorway with her Disney mug in hand.
She and Brooke split apart like lightning struck between them. Vanessa holds her breath in the hopes she’ll turn invisible, her and Nina blinking at each other for endless seconds.
“You know what, I’m not gonna ask,” Nina affirms, inching back out. “That couch needs to be condemned anyway.”
Brooke bursts into laughter once she’s gone, and Vanessa is so relieved to have her goofy Brooke back that she laughs too, their sounds blending into a hysterical symphony.
“Do you still design clothes?” Brooke asks, and it’s so random that Vanessa shoots her a puzzled look.
“I was just thinking of getting to know all of you too,” Brooke explains. “You said on the phone you used to draw clothes and stuff. I was wondering if you still did.”
Vanessa shrugs. She hates to explain the whole story, usually met with forced sympathies, but she knows she won’t get them from Brooke. “I was supposed to start at design school, but my dad got sick, and I started working here full-time to help my parents. I didn’t have time for school and I just… got stuck, you know?” Stuck in this job, in her crappy apartment, in a string of girlfriends that left after a month, tops.
“I understand,” Brooke says, and Vanessa sees not fake pity but real concern and love in her eyes. “I hope you can get unstuck one day. Get your inspiration back.”
“I hope so too.” Hell, Christmas is the time for miracles, isn’t it?
“I should let you get back,” Brooke insists, standing up with reluctance. “I wouldn’t want your boss to get mad at you or anything.”c
“Right.” Vanessa sighs. “I really can’t wait to see you for Christmas Eve.”
“Me neither. I’m just glad you still want to come.”
“Please,” Vanessa scoffs. “You can’t scare me away. I work retail.”
Brooke snorts, her smile wide enough to carry Vanessa until the day arrives.
Finally, finally, after being subjected to “Jingle Bells” more than one person ever should in their lifetime, Vanessa lets the red dress engulf her like flames, purse slippery in her sweaty grasp, as the taxi pulls up to an elegant three-story house with wreaths shining on the doors and garlands glistening across the roof like something out of a movie. Vanessa’s jaw drops, imagining getting lost in all those rooms, rooms to eat in and cook in and watch TV in and sleep in, until she remembers Brooke saying that big didn’t mean a home. She instead pictures Brooke staring at all those rooms, the size and emptiness mocking her, feeling like a doll inside a toy house, and the thought breaks her heart.
Vanessa forces the thought away, vowing that she will fill Brooke’s house and her heart tonight, make sure she feels love flowing through the air. She takes a deep breath and raises her hand to the door.
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Brooke is wearing the ugliest sweater Vanessa has ever seen, and she looks amazing in it.
“Sophie designed it.” Brooke blushes when she catches Vanessa staring at the garish neon-green fabric and the Christmas tree patch clumsily sewn onto the front, but Vanessa just shakes her head, grinning.
“I love it.” she says, reaching forward to touch one of the red pom-poms hanging off of the sleeves. “Four’s pretty young to knit and sew, though, that’s impressive!”
Brooke’s face reddens further, until she’s as scarlet as the pom-pom that Vanessa is still playing with. “No, she just designed it. I was the one who knit and sewed it.”
This time, it’s Vanessa who blushes, but Brooke doesn’t seem to mind–in fact, she laughs, harder and more brightly than Vanessa’s ever heard her laugh before, and it’s contagious. They’re both still chuckling as they move further into the house, their laughter only interrupted by the sound of tiny, fast footsteps. A minute later, Sophie runs in, clutching a big, fluffy cat in her arms.
“Mommy! Nessie!” Sophie screams with delight, jumping up into Brooke’s open arms while Vanessa takes the cat from her, cooing as it sniffs her hand. She runs a hand down the cat’s back, only for her hand to hit coarse wool and fluffy pom-poms, and she realizes with a jolt that its Christmas sweater is identical to Brooke’s. And, when she looks back at the little girl in Brooke’s arms, she realizes that Sophie’s sweater matches, too.
“Am I the only one who didn’t get the memo?” she jokes, putting on an exaggerated pout that makes Sophie erupt into peals of laughter.
“No!” she shakes her head, “Mommy said they were–” she straightens up, pursing her lips and putting her hands on her hips in a ridiculous impression of her mother, “– For family only. ”
God, Vanessa loves this kid.
“Well, next Christmas, maybe.” She winks, and Brooke rolls her eyes.
“Why don’t we see how Coco’s doing with the turkey, huh?” Brooke ushers everyone into the kitchen, where a cook with a big smile and a glob of orange-looking gravy smeared on her cheek greets them. For all her friendly looks, though, Coco has the accuracy and confidence of a drill sergeant, roping them into different tasks until their entire feast is finished and set on the table, Coco rushing off to spend Christmas with her own family.
It’s nice, being able to cook alongside Brooke, watching her get her hands messy with flour and her tongue poke out as she carefully crinkles the crust of their pecan pie. And it’s even more rewarding to finally sit down at Brooke’s side, Sophie opposite and the cat—Henry, Brooke tells Vanessa—sniffing for scraps under the table. They spend the evening chatting and eating and laughing, telling stories and playing parlour games, until the clock rings eight-thirty, announcing that it’s time for Sophie to get to bed.
“Wait here while I tuck her in, then we can spend some more time alone together.” Brooke winks, and Vanessa’s heart flutters, her mouth going dry as she nods. Time alone together. Just the phrase itself is exciting, its vagueness both nerve-wracking and full of possibilities, possibilities Vanessa can’t wait to see unfold. It’s not going to be anything too exciting–Hell, they’ve not even kissed properly yet, barely even know each other. But they’ll keep talking, maybe even cuddle a little, and the thought of nestling into Brooke’s arms, of feeling Brooke’s heartbeat against her chest, is enough to take Vanessa’s breath away completely.
Vanessa sinks into the plush cushions of Brooke’s couch and is trying to regain her breathing when Brooke comes back with a box in her hand, taking the seat next to Vanessa and tucking her legs beneath her, the position endearing and soft, and Vanessa’s heart warms her whole body.
“So,” Brooke begins.
“So.” Vanessa echoes, and then they’re both laughing, Vanessa trying to keep hers down so she doesn’t wake Sophie.
“Um, I got you something,” Brooke says, handing her the thin box. Vanessa takes it and feels like a kid again, how she would shake the box around to guess what was inside, the breathless, top-of-the-roller-coaster feeling as she lifted the lid. The same feeling she gets being around Brooke.
“Your present-wrapping skills are better than your sewing skills,” Vanessa teases as she rips the paper with childish energy. She tugs off the lid to reveal a sketch book, the kind with thick, creamy paper, and a rainbow of colored pencils sharp enough to cut someone. She looks up at Brooke with her mouth open.
“Is it okay? I just thought maybe you could design again sometime–no pressure or anything, just if you–”
“Brooke, it’s wonderful,” Vanessa cuts her off. “I love it, really. Thank you so much.”
“I’m just glad you like it.” Brooke smiles, that same nervous smile she had when Vanessa liked her cookies. Like she wanted so badly for Vanessa to be happy.
“I have something for you too.” Vanessa reaches for the bags she put on the coffee table. She pulls out the larger box first, explaining to Brooke that it was for Sophie, a stuffed dog that looks like Riley. She places the smaller one in Brooke’s hands and holds her breath as Brooke tears the paper.
“Vanessa, it’s beautiful,” Brooke gasps. The silver necklace with its tiny ice skate charm twinkles in the Christmas tree lights. Vanessa had asked Asia in the jewelry department to rush it for her, enduring Asia’s telling-off for trying to rush her.
“I know how much you liked ice-skating,” Vanessa says. “May I?” She gestures to the necklace and Brooke nods, turning her back to Vanessa. Vanessa’s hands ghost above the smooth skin of Brooke’s neck as she fastens the necklace, an electric current hitting when she brushes a strand of Brooke’s hair, the touch making Vanessa shiver.
If someone had told her a month ago that she’d be spending Christmas Eve with a tall blonde woman who marches around like a captain one minute and clumsily drops a forkful of pecan pie in her lap the next and her adorable daughter, Vanessa would have asked for some of whatever they were smoking to make the day more interesting. But now that she’s here, she can’t imagine leaving.
“It’s really coming down out there,” Brooke says. Vanessa turns to the window, giant snowflakes floating down like cotton balls, joining the mountains of it already on the ground.
“Yeah, it is.”
Brooke bites her lip. “I’d hate to have you go out in this weather. Why don’t you stay the night?”
“You’re sure? I wouldn’t wanna impose”— never mind that there’s enough rooms to house the entire department store— “or ruin anything with Sophie.”
Brooke shakes her head. “She’ll be so happy you’re still here. And you’re not imposing. Not now, not ever.”
Vanessa nods, not arguing any further because she really doesn’t want to go, doesn’t want the night to end. Doesn’t want to have to stop looking at Brooke for another second. Not when Brooke is looking back at her with adoring eyes, misty with something Vanessa can’t puzzle out, not in words at least, but can feel, because somehow, she knows that deep in her chest, she’s feeling the same thing.
So instead, she creeps closer on the couch, Brooke’s eyes meeting hers and rivaling any display of Christmas lights.
“I have one more present for you.”
“Yeah?”
Brooke doesn’t waste a second before her lips are on Vanessa’s. The sensation is everything she fantasized and more, Brooke’s steady hands around her back and Vanessa’s flying to Brooke’s hips, their hearts correcting to beat in sync with each other. When Vanessa pulls away she can’t even speak, and notices happily that Brooke seems to be similarly losing the gift of language.
“That was…” Vanessa tries.
“Merry Christmas,” Brooke says, and Vanessa laughs, because what else can she do? There aren’t any words or phrases in the world that could say what Vanessa wants to in the moment. So instead, she pulls Brooke in for another kiss, soft and sweet and no more than a peck, really, but it’s enough, because when she leans away, Brooke is blushing,blushing (God, she looks so pretty when she’s blushing), and biting her lip as if she’s the happiest woman in the world.
Although right now, the skipping in Vanessa’s chest and butterflies in her stomach certainly indicate that she can give Brooke a run for her money as far as that title was concerned.
“Merry Christmas.” Vanessa presses up against Brooke again, pulling her close and feeling Brooke’s heartbeat against her chest, a pulsing rhythm at once new and familiar, exciting and soothing.
It’s her first Christmas with Brooke, but Vanessa knows it won’t be the last.
#rpdr fanfiction#brooke lynn hytes#vanessa vanjie mateo#akeria davenport#branjie#lesbian au#carol au#1950s au#department store meet cute#ficmas#athena2#writworm42#historical au#concrit welcome#submission
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@insativbles has selected ↪ sasha (lmao no you didn’t you didn’t even ask for this but SURPRISE BINCH)
‘i just don’t understand why you wouldn’t tell me.’ bobbie had only gotten through the front door a few moments ago but sasha’s eyes were already burning. he loved her. he had since the first time he had eaten her sweet little strawberry rhubarb tart (the pie, although he had zero complaints about her other strawberry rhubarb tart). if he was going to spend the rest of his life with anyone then it had to be her. but that didn’t keep him from having a meltdown. ‘clue says you’re three days late but ovia says you’re four. i don’t know why you would hide it from me, robert.’ some people would argue it was creepy for a boyfriend to obsessively use one period tracker much less two but those people weren’t sasha. he was being proactive. ‘ is it because it’s going to be born with little paws? oh god. it’s going to be a little orangutan and we haven’t even saved up enough for a vacation house.’
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Character Interview: @enchcntd Connie & Felix
( repost, don’t reblog )
BASICS
NAME: Lee Connie
NICKNAME: Con, Con-con, Connifer
AGE: 25
SPECIES: Human
PERSONAL
MORALITY: Chaotic Good
RELIGION: Agnostic
SINS: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath
VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice
PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: Initially, to just make enough money that he doesn’t ever have to worry about anything in his life again. Initially, his goal was a bit on the... shallow side of things. He wanted a heckton of cash, a big mansion, and five cars, just so he could shove it into his parents’ face, so he could prove to the world and himself that he is who and what he is and owns more than most could make in twelve years. But meeting Devon took him off that slippery slope before he could fully put his entire foot on it. Now, he just wants peace. He wants to be at Devon’s side and make the most of what they have.
KNOWN LANGUAGES: Korean (fluent), English (fluent), Spanish (he used to watch way too many telenovelas, he’s picked up a few lines)
PHYSICAL BUILD: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average
HEIGHT: 6′ because we love one tall boi with baby energy
WEIGHT: n/a bc meh
SCARS / BIRTHMARKS: He has a few moles here and there, namely on his shoulders, his nape, collarbone, waist, and inner thigh, but no noteworthy scars. As a child, he never got to play outside with the other children, also because there weren’t any other children, since he grew up in a rich neighbourhood where you’d get yelled at for breathing like a commoner. As an information broker, he’s had some close calls, but he’s always been a fast runner and avoided most conflicts.
ABILITIES / POWERS: No supernatural abilities/powers available
RESTRICTIONS: N/a
FAVORITES
FOOD: His love for Korean food only seemed to grow after he left South Korea and especially after he settled down indefinitely with Devon, but he’s also really, really fond of the spiciest Indian food you can find on the market
DRINK: He’s one pristine binch so he loves his white wine, but when it comes to casual non-alcoholic drinking, he really likes sodas and surprisingly, really loves orange juice
PIZZA TOPPING: A good ol’ margherita is good for him, with extra cheese please. Or one without cheese, but a heckton of garlic to compensate.
COLOR(S): He’s very fond of green tones, but also light blue and auburn
MUSIC GENRE: Likes Kpop, but only if he can bop his head to it; Latin music, because he likes to dance to it (he’s no dancer, really, but enjoys himself), and any summer hit currently playing on the radio (no matter the language, really).
BOOK GENRE: He really likes to use his brain and gather information with it, and he’s interested in history, but then again he’s a bit of a crackhead, so you can find him reading Spider-Man (he’s especially fond of the Miles Morales ones) comics one moment, the next a biography on Nikola Tesla, enjoying them both equally
MOVIE GENRE: He likes action packed things that will keep him at the edge of his seat, but he isn’t too opposed to the occasional romcom (and his fricking telenovelas). He loves sitcoms because they’re perfect to sit in front of and unwind in front of, without having to use too much brain power
SEASON: Summer
CURSE WORD: All of them
SCENTS: Anything that smells like fresh take-out, he’s a foodie and not keeping it a secret
FUN STUFF
BOTTOM OR TOP: Le Bottòm
SINGS IN THE SHOWER?: Nah, he gets in, gets wet, gets out, gets dry
Felix under the cut
BASICS
NAME: Arthus ap Bledig Felix
NICKNAME: Anything Roman wants to call him
AGE: 25 at the time of his death 738
SPECIES: Deceased human; walking dead; revenant
PERSONAL
MORALITY: Chaotic Neutral
RELIGION: Atheist
SINS: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath
VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice
PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: To end it, for a very long time. There is no point to his existence
KNOWN LANGUAGES: Korean (fluent), English (fluent), Spanish (he used to watch way too many telenovelas, he’s picked up a few lines)
PHYSICAL BUILD: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average
HEIGHT: 6′ because we love one tall boi with sub energy
WEIGHT: n/a bc meh
SCARS / BIRTHMARKS: He is missing one nail from his fingers (specifically his left pinky); also if were to run your fingers over his chest, specifically his left peck, you’ll be able to feel a slight bump from a scar, although the scar itself is no longer visible
ABILITIES / POWERS: Can travel through time and dimensions through interdimensional riffs; immortality, although to define it more accurately: it’s not that Felix can’t die, he’s already dead, and his body is stuck in the state it was in at the moment of his death, his heart (what’s left of it, anyway, part of it is in Scelus) doesn’t beat, he doesn’t need to breathe (although, he does out of habit), he doesn’t bleed, if you injure him his body/skin will always return to the state it was in before
RESTRICTIONS: He can’t open any riffs; he has no control over when he’ll be pulled through one of those riffs or where/when he’ll end up; due to the inchangeability of his body neither his nails nor his hair grow; he cannot see the riffs when they open, he’s only able to vaguely sense he’s being pulled away by suddenly smelling, hearing, or seeing things that don’t belong to the world/space he’s in;
FAVORITES
FOOD: He loves sweet pastries, anything strawberry flavoured, and strawberry and cream
DRINK: The stronger the alcoholic drink the better, although it wouldn’t be recommended because his liver hardly works and the alcohol stays in his system longer due to that (his organs do not work, it has to be a conscious choice on his part)
PIZZA TOPPING: He doesn’t eat pizza a lot, he prefers sweet things
COLOR(S): Dark blue, preferably anything that resembles the night sky;
MUSIC GENRE: Orchestra, classical music, or anything with no singing/instrumental
BOOK GENRE: Not much of a reader (it took him a while to learn how to read in the first place)
MOVIE GENRE: He doesn’t like watching movies
SEASON: None
CURSE WORD: As many as he can fit into one sentence
SCENTS: Anything flowery and sweet, anything that smells alive
FUN STUFF
BOTTOM OR TOP: Le Sùb
SINGS IN THE SHOWER?: Nope, not really his thing, he has an existential crisis instead
#enchcntd#the informant;enchcntd#the immortal;enchcntd#did these for reserved muses as well so here are your bottoms#i keep using the same gif icon for felix but what can i say... i just really like it#;queue
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45-55 for Roman now!
What is your character’s most recent or frequent nightmare?
HOOGH... His friends/family dying while he can’t help or is unaware of it happening is his most frequent nightmare.
What opinion does your character have on [CERTAIN ESTABLISHED GROUPS/AUTHORITIES IN THE GAME WORLD]? (Dragonmarked Houses, royal crown, etc.)
uhHH the one that comes to mind is the Northern Shield! Roman used to idolize them but fears them a little now, and fears FOR them because of how often they die. There’s a sense of nostalgia for what he thought the Northern Shield was that competes with his current understanding that they were created for war, and though they’re like... objectively good and not a police force with consistent authority over other people, he can’t see them as heroes anymore. Not just on the basis that they’re a part of the northern shield, at least.
How did your character spend their childhood? Where did they grow up/who were their childhood friends?
He spent it in Teiwaz, the big chad city in the north full of tournaments, where death wasn’t really a big deal! He spent his youth with his family up until he was 12 years old and then spent most of his year at a (luckily nearby) boarding school - overall it was a good childhood, but he missed his family a lot c,:>
Roman also didn’t have that many close friends throughout school - there were a lot of people that liked him (much to his surprise and disbelief until YEARS after he’d graduated), but he was lonely during wizard school quite often.
What aspect of your character’s future are they most curious about? (If they could know one thing about the future, what would it be?)
Oof, Roman’s a little scared of the future. If he had to pick I think?? He’d want to know when/if his friends get married so that he can have that to look forward to c:
What colors are associated with your character?
blues (light and navy, but not dusky - those are more Blu’s color), and strawberry blond/reddish-gold(??? hair and accent color).
Who in the party would your character prioritize rescuing, in dire circumstances?
Oh god this is. extremely hard. In the party??? it’d probably be Eli (healer, good to keep going), Baster (fighter, can protect a lot of people), or John (squishiest, fellow wizard that he’s ride or die for). If Xan and Blu are physically closer though, then it’s them;;
Is your character the most swayed by ethos, pathos, or logos?
BIG pathos, though logos can definitely sway him (and does, in the case of Vince’s pragmatism). jfghfjd he’s a pretty convincable fellow actually - if he trusts you then he’s likely to believe what you say, so ethos can also get him.
If your character was granted a single use of Wish, what would they use it for?
... <:,)
(or a wish that would lead to him living a good life, and living until the day Vince dies - hopefully with some catches put in place so they wouldn’t just immediately die)
What is your character’s favorite spell? If they don’t use spells: what is their favorite personal weapon/combat maneuver/skill/etc.?
HOHOHOOO Otil’s freeing sphere for spells made by other wizards, but he likes his ice spires spell B)
How does your character feel about keeping secrets from the rest of the party?
Roman hates doing it. Sometimes you need to keep things private, but. still.
What type of creature in the world is your character the most intrigued by?
Roman’s a basic binch and loved dragons so fuckin much. He’s a big nerdass, he learned formal draconic during school and can technically speak it but sounds like he’s speaking Shakespearean.
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Get to know me!
Rules: once you’ve answered everything, tag 10 bloggers you want to learn more about!
Tagged by: @ohmoka thanks!!
Name/alias: peachy (or Jillian if I know you well enough 😉)
Hair color: strawberry blonde
Zodiac sign: Leo!
Height: 5’9
Hobbies: drawing, singing, acting, playing dnd, and roller skating
Favorite color: toss up between pink and yellow
Favorite books: I was a HUGE maze runner fan when I was 13 so I still have a soft spot for it even tho I never finished reading the series
Last song I listened to: Wouldn’t it be nice (The Beach Boys) (I had a lovecore playlist on shuffle ^^;)
Last film I watched: Infinity War
Things I love: bright color, fruit, chocolate cake, drawing, bnha, dnd, Mao Mao (new comfort series), sushi, cold pillows on hot days, roller skating
What brings me peace: taking walks in the woods, exploring my new town (just moved states), wearing my favorite clothes/colors, napping under my weighted blanket on Those Days™️
Meaning behind url: I just really like fruit dude
tagging: @thequibblingking13 @minecraftkokichi @lovecoredeku @peachydaydreamers @sleepy-binch and I Don’t Rly Know anyone else but if you wanna do it go ahead!
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No offense or anything, but IH had their moments since the moment Orihime was introduced to us, and their love kept growing tough out the manga. While IR just had poems and some colour spreads, so nothing what was important to the story of Bleach. If we take those away IR has nothing anymore. And I believed Kubo when he said IH was planned since chapter 1, to back up his words, we have the pilot chapter 0, where Ichigo had a crush on Orihime.
Are you supid or do you just pretebd to be? No because I can’t believe you really think what you said makes sense. Did you just came into my inbox to make everyone see how you IH are pathetic? Ok thanks I guess. From where I start, bs number one: The pilot chapter. It was rejected, it’s not part of the story, it’s irrelevant and it’s embarrassing you use it bc it just shows how you have nothing, and ichigo doesn’t have a crush on Ino/ue, lastly Ino/ue fucking dies and I don’t even see Ichigo cry over it, binch he was so pained eh?; Second bs: Ih had their moments since Ori/hime was introduced to us. Fucking wrong! Those are not IH moments those are just Ino/ue’s stupid moments with her stupid childlish schoolgirl crush and it’s not IH love that kept growing but Ino/ue’s obsession with Ichigo, miss me with that bullshit, you IH never take Ichigo into consideration NEVER. Bs number three: IchiRuki had just some poems and color spread so nothing that was important to the story of Bl/each.
You are joking, I can’t believ you. The death and the strawberry, the sun and the moon, the sand and rotator, the hero and the heroine of the fucking manga, they started it, they have the last cover shared together, they were the main focus for the first 2 arcs, that got Ku/bo popularity, manga award, anime adaptation, musicals, money and took Bl/each to the top are nothing to Blea/ch. They have a movie FTB dedicated to them, now there is another one that focuses on them and you dere say something so stupid, you truly are sad, Bl/each became popular just bc people wanted to see Ichigo save Rukia. Also you admitted they have poems, while your lots always denies them and you still don’t understand that Ku/bo could give one shit about IH or RR he only cared about Ichigo and Rukia’s kids meeting. Renjo and Ino/ue are just a side effect to that.
My poor eyes, why do I have to read shit like this, why Ih keep going through ichiruki blogs, like go somewhere where you are wanted, I am barely finding time to work for the IR month and you all out there wasting your time in your notp line….annoying. Oh and I take full offense on every single line you wrote, since it hurt my brain. Laslty I’ll leave some of the nothing we ichiruki have, that you could only dream of (aside from color spreads and poems and movies and musical and merch and covers and everything else ^-^ )
I can’t post everything….there is not enough space….that’s not even half of it…oh well but you can clearly see just by this little bit here how “nothing what was important to the story of Bleach” eh? Oh and Ku/bo totally had Ih planned here especially when Ichigo’s friends and the whole school though Ichigo and Rukia were doing it. Now kindly fuck off anon.
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☎☎☎☎ Ring ring binch
@thekarass
[ I’m gonna do the original ot3 + Elizabeth for Meeka & Kyna - you want more you specify bitch ]
NAME: Blondie 🍪
RINGTONE: Love, Sex & Magic - Ciara ft. Justin Timberlake
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [SMS] you’re hot when you’re angry
LAST TEXT SENT: [SMS] i’m gonna fight them i s2g
NAME: Brownie 🍫
RINGTONE: Love so Soft - Kelly Clarkson
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [SMS] I’m exhausted and need cuddles
LAST TEXT SENT: [SMS] the door is open and i have cookies. both physical and metaphorical x
NAME: Doughnut 🍩
RINGTONE: I Made It - Kevin Rudolf ft. Cash Money Heroes
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [SMS] hey thanks again for letting me stay over
LAST TEXT SENT: [SMS] there’s fresh lemon flapjacks on a cooling rack in the kitchen. make sure to eat something today! love u x
NAME: Uncle Strawberry 🍓
RINGTONE: Fire - Barns Courtney
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [SMS] hey have a good day at school today
LAST TEXT SENT: [SMS] i got an A+ on my test!
NAME: The Baseball Man ⚾
RINGTONE: Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time - P!ATD
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [SMS] Yankees or Mets?
LAST TEXT SENT: [SMS] San Antonio Missions. we don’t say those names in this house
NAME: Wine Aunt
RINGTONE: It Won’t Kill Ya - The Chainsmokers
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [SMS] i’m so proud
LAST TEXT SENT: [SMS] charlie taught me how to pick a lock so we good
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I was tagged by @grantcary to do a bunch of stuff which I'll do bc I want/need to distract my mind (thank you dear!)
Soft Questions Tag
1. What’s one thing that made you smile today? making fun of my dog
2. Favorite scent? Incenses! lots of them
3. What’s your favorite weather? I like it cold
4. Do you have any comfort movies or books? Grease helps me put me in a good mood
5. One food that you never get tired of? lasagna
6. Name 3 fictional characters that first comes to your mind: rust cohle my love, t’challa, michael corleone
7. What song makes you feel the most uplifted? enya, mostly caribbean blue or orinoco flow
8. One otp you’ll go back to? vito and carmela corleone
9. Favorite item of clothing? currently my crystals necklaces
10. One song that never fails to make you cry? river by joni mitchell
11. Dream url(s): I like mine
12. What do you do for self-care? Yoga, music, film, elder scrolls
13. Favorite seasonal holiday? halloween!
10 songs come up on shuffle
chop suey - SOAD
libiamo ne’ lieti calici from la traviata
pumped up kicks - foster the people
tight as - john lennon
formation - beyonce
addio sogni - giuseppe di stefano
suffer little children - the smiths
matangi - mia
venus in furs - velvet underground
lady madonna - beatles
Rules: tag followers you want to get know better!
Name: bruna
Gender: female
Star sign: aquarius
Height: 1,63 cm
Sexuality: bi
House: slytherin
What image do you use as your wallpaper: a johnny gloom’s art
Have you ever had a crush on a teacher? yes
Where do you see yourself In ten years? rip (resting in peace)
If you could be anywhere right now where would you be? an italian villa
What was your coolest Halloween costume? i enjoyed dressing as morticia addams last year
Favourite 90s tv show? xfiles
Last kiss: promiscuous bc im a ho
Have you ever been stood up?: no
Have you ever been to Las Vegas: no
Favourite pair of shoes: i like my black boots
Favourite fruit: i like strawberries but theres many more
Favourite book: harry potter, all of them
The stupidest thing you’ve ever done: too many but like this bitch be breathin
All-time favourite tv shows: true detective and iasip
All-time favourite songs: nahh way too many
Last movie you saw: mona lisa smile
Rules: answer the questions, then tag 20 people you’d like to get to know.
Nickname: bru, a guy from my job calls me morticia and i want it to stick
Favorite color: black
Current favorite song: hmm espirito del agua by ataraxia & summoning of the artists by hexperos
Favorite idea to get creative with: depends on the mood
What do I like to do when I’m alone: also depends
Average sleeping hours: with my current medication i sleep like 12 hours if possible
Cats or dogs: im kinda afraid of cats ngl
What do I think of my friends: @discoveryinthedark binch i hate you ♡
Number of blankets I sleep with: usually 1 or 0 but lately its been so cold + im sick so im sleeping with 3
Dream job: full time hermit witch
Dream trip: italyy
When I made this account: 2010 i think? jesus
Number of followers: Ive reached 19,002 !!!
shuffle and list the first 10 songs that come up + my favorite lyrics from those songs
1. waiting for the night - depeche mode // i'm waiting for the night to fall, i know that it will save us all, when everything's dark, keeps us from the stark reality
2. caribbean blue - enya // if all you told was turned to gold, if all you dreamed was new, imagine sky high above in caribbean blue
3. honey bucket - melvins // (? good luck trying to understand those lyrics)
4. sugar blues - nina hagen // my loving man, as sweet as can be, but the doggone fool turned sour on me
5. the host of seraphim - dead can dance // (indecipherable but very relatable anyway)
6. and i love her - beatles // bright are the stars that shine, dark is the sky, i know this love of mine will never die, and i love her
7. into the hollow - qotsa // I live behind my eyes (...) that's why i always go alone into tomorrow
8. working class hero - john lennon // THE WHOLE DAMN SONG
9. baby its you - beatles // it doesn't matter what they say, i know i'm gonna love you any old way
10. redundant - green day // i cannot speak, i lost my voice, i’m speechless and redundant cause i love you is not enough, i'm lost for words
I'm tagging anyone reading this who wants something to pass the time as well!
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20 questions
tagged by @shadows-of-1832, thank you!!
Name: Kei
Height: 5′5
Orientation: bi and aspec
Nationality: indonesian
Favourite Fruits: mangoes, binch
Favourite Season: autumn
Favourite Plant: i sure do love tulips
Favourite Scent: it changes, as of right now it’s the smell of fresh strawberry pie
Favourite Colour: red
Favourite Animal: i think pandas are pretty neat
Tea, Coffee, or Hot Chocolate?: tea
Average Hours of Sleep: six or seven on a good day, three or four when not
Dogs or Cats?: yes
Favourite Fictional Characters: i’d probably die for grantaire. and éponine. also enjolras, elizabeth bennet, jenna hunterson, draco malfoy, rosa diaz, janis sarkisian, sonya rostova, leia organa, kylo ren, and amélie poulain. just to name a few.
Dream Trip: i just want to go back to new york city....... also boston, i desperately want to see moulin rouge
When was your blog created? sometime in 2014 or 2015, i think.
Number of followers?: 723
Random Fact: my first word was no (explains a lot, tbh)
Something you’ve watched too many times: les misérables (2012), certain episodes of brooklyn nine-nine, and the lizzie bennet diaries
Favourite Sport: bold of you to assume i’m into sports (dancing, i’m one of those people who consider dancing a sport, i did serious ballet for nearly a decade and i’m planning on seriously taking up dance again at one point)
Make One Up: favourite web series?
Book(s) I’m currently reading: pride and prejudice
tagging @bellamysgriffin, @just-you-tveit, @artsyfalafel, @thequirksofbeingafangirl, @karathetexan, @nevermindthewind, @aaruntveit, @bingecrafting, @jayevies, and anyone else who feels like doing this!!
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Meet Your Makers: Indie Night’s Alex Brown and Saima Ahmed
Interview by Isobel Cully
Meet the legends that make Indie Night happen EVERY WEEK, Alex Brown and Saima Ahmed.
You know Alex as an improviser, sketch comedian and all around funny person (Lil Strawberry Bitch, Fancy at The Haunt, Camp Wanapoke, etc, etc, etc). You know Saima as the girl behind the camera, taking sick pics of your favourite performers and making you jealous on Instagram. You know both of them as Montreal Improv’s best dressed duo. You can go see them host Indie Night every Saturday night at 9:30 PM, in Theatre B.
1. Would you like to be famous? In what way?
AB: Yes, I would like to be a famous podcaster and/or filmmaker/performer. I pretty much have the same career ambitions now as I did when I was 6 years old. Except for the podcasting part, if you asked me what podcasting was when I was 6 I would have probably explained it as some kind of net you cast to catch...pods? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
SA: Tbh, I don’t think so! It seems so competitive! I’m more a “behind the scenes” but very much in control gal. I prefer to be recognized and appreciated for my work and connect with people that way. In other words, I still want to dress up and go to the Oscars but as a producer rather than an actor.
2. If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?
AB: Mind for sure. I plan on having a tight bod when I’m 90 and I need my mind to keep up.
SA: Hm tough call. I’m going to agree with Al, an active mind means an active body!
3. Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?
AB: My dearly departed yellow lab Winnie and we would share a spaghetti dinner with a side of corn on the cob because those were her faves.
SA: Michelle Obama! To talk about how we can help empower women to run the world over some fish tacos.
4. If you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be?
AB: The ability to know which ability or quality I would like to gain. So I guess decision making and resolve?
SA: The ability to help create peaceful resolutions between 2 parties. Imagine how useful that would be in 2018!
5. Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?
AB: I thought this said ‘secret lunch’ at first so I’m assuming it’s going to have something to do with my not being able to read instructions properly and things going horribly awry. Conversely if it turned out to be lunch related I wouldn’t be mad.
SA: Haha, I’m a speed reader and I read secret lunch too! Agree 100% with Al on this.
6. When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?
AB: I wish I had a better answer for this than ‘in an improv show’, but I will have to admit that I serenaded a group of paying audience members this past Friday night with a rousing rendition of ‘I Wanna Be the First Female CEO’ at Friday Night’s Main Event - Fridays at 8:30pm at Montreal Improv ;)
SA: I have been singing “The Kids Are Alright” by Chloe x Halle to myself for a few weeks now. I’m a horrible singer so I avoid singing in public at all cost.
GROUP QUESTIONS
8. Make three true “we” statements.
We both love thrift shopping
We both love a good time
Against our better judgment, we both are close personal friends with Seth Galina
9. Share a personal problem and ask your partner’s advice on how she might handle it.
AB: What can I do to stay focused and/or motivated at my day job?
SA: Before you start, make a list of things you need to do. I find it surprisingly satisfying (even motivating) to cross things off my list. Also take breaks, I find it helps me focus if I know that afterwards I can chill.
AB: I am MC’ing a friend’s backyard wedding this summer, what should I wear?
SA: For the MC, I would say lean towards a bit more of a classic silhouette and add some Alex Brown touches via accessories to keep it hip. I’m a fan of a unique dress or a chic jumpsuit.
SA: I know for a fact that you are a morning person. I have trouble waking up really early, any tips?
AB: Unfortunately there’s no real easy hack for this, I think you’re either a morning person or you’re not. That said I’m sure you could cultivate habits over time to get better at it. I drink a really big glass of water as soon as I wake up and then I go to the gym or try to do a little bit of exercise at home at least. Giving yourself some time for you is super important. My motto for 2018 and beyond is ‘self care, don’t care’!
SA: I’m going to be moving soon but before that, I want to get rid of shit I don’t need. What’s the best method to declutter?
AB: Honestly since I’m a basic binch I pray to the goddess of tidiness, Marie Kondo. Her book actually taught me so much about getting rid of stuff. I can confidently say that the only clothes I own now are ones that ‘spark joy’. You can borrow my copy! Jk I don’t have it anymore, I gave it away.
SHOW QUESTIONS
10. Describe your show, Indie Night.
Indie Night is a weekly improv show that showcases performers of various experience levels from all over the city! We have a bit of everything from solo improv, class fields trips, current and past house teams and some pretty cool out of town acts. We’ve even had some musical acts! Indie Night takes place every Saturday night at 9:30pm and the last Saturday of the month is *Ladies Night*, featuring all female/female-identifying performers.
10. What excites you the most about your show?
We love that we have this amazing platform and get to provide the opportunity to new acts to perform. We are often the origin story show for some troupes that go onto create some pretty funny things. For some players Indie Night is even the very first time they’ve ever performed in front of an audience, which is very exciting!
The show isn’t just for newbies, we have all sorts of acts featuring varying levels of players. The fun thing about Indie Night is that you can see more experienced players perform with newer players and you never know what you’re gonna get on any given Saturday!
11. In 5 words, why should people come to Indie Night?
It is a good time!
FINAL QUESTIONS
12. Where can people find you (twitter, instagram, snapchat, kik, omegle, myspace, etc.)?
SA: You can find Indie Night at Montreal Improv on Facebook. We also have a hashtag across all social media #indienightmtl . You can find me on Instagram @steezsister and Twitter @_SaimaAhmed. You can also find us both Saturday Nights at 9:30 at Indie Night! Did you like that subtle plug?
AB: I’m on Instagram at @djbabybrown but I haven’t posted since October 2017 and I mostly only follow plants and Simpsons merch accounts. :) Seth Galina is @sethgalina on Instagram and Twitter.
13. Is there anything you want the Montreal Improv community to know (about you or in general)?
SA: I think this goes for both of us, we’re always here! Come say hi and talk to us, we don’t bite. Or so we haven’t been told otherwise yet.
AB: I will bite you if you ask nicely. :)
14. Do you want to plug anything else?
INDIE NIGHT. INDIE NIGHT. INDIE NIGHT.
Alex’s sketch comedy troupe, Lil Strawberry Bitch, will be performing at Sketch Republic on Thursday, April 19 at 8:30pm at MIT and then at the Montreal Sketchfest on May 10th at 8pm at Theatre Sainte-Catherine.
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Jihyun Route: Another Story - Notes
Below the cut are the notes of opinions & thoughts I wrote down as I was playing Another Story. It’s below a cut because it’s very lengthy; I think it came out to over 8400 words. I certainly don’t expect anyone to read all of it, but I had a few people ask for me to do this, so here it is. Some of it is more in-depth analysis, most of it is probably nonsense, a lot of it is me thirsting.
Everything written is what I was thinking at the time something happened in the moment of playing the game so you can see how my theories/emotions of the game progress day by day. I did not go back & change anything I wrote after finishing the route. I haven’t even gone back to proofread it yet, so my apologies for ridiculous errors or confusion.
The notes are broken up by days & then by endings (I’ve only completed good & normal endings so far). Obviously, this text will be loaded with spoilers. I apologize if you’re on mobile & the cut doesn’t work & you have to scroll past this horrendously long post.
I’m sure some of what I’ve said here will be controversial, but I’m not here to argue with anyone or create discourse; this is just a means to express my opinions & lingering curiosities about some aspects of the route.
I by no means disliked this route. I very much enjoyed it for all it’s drama, twists, emotional upheaval, discoveries, & Jihyun’s sexy sexy voice.
Prologue
Like hell am I answering any of these calls.
Whyyy are you so obsessed with me?!
Omg they give you a 'call the police option'?! Iconic. I’m doing it.
I AM CRYING LAUGHING. I BAD ENDED & MC GAVE NO FUCKS. Just went home to order some chicken wings. A legend. SHE COULD NOT BE BOTHERED TO GIVE A FUCK. Honestly, that is my true ending. Ultimate true end. This is how my story would have ended if this happened to me in real life. Except I would have gone home to a tub of ice cream. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 Excellent start to this update. She honestly just disbanded a cult & got dinner afterwards like it was no big thing. Boss MC.
Ok I'll do the prologue & play naive now.
Oh. A blindfold. KINKY~.
MC better be prepared to die because she just willingly let herself be kidnapped. 🙄
DAY ONE
The new music is so so nice. That violin concerto - so beautiful. I need sheet music.
That bedroom at Mint Eye is essentially my DREAM room. Wowza. So much pink! Yeah yeah, Ray, I’ll play your game as long as I don’t have to leave that bed. Ever.
Fuck. Ray is wearing gloves. FUUUUUCK me right up. GLOVES!!!
CATCH MY ASS FLIRTING WITH JUMIN ALL DAY ER’DAY. I told Juju I wanted to hear his voice. I’m so thirsty.
Jumin released a quote book. It probably has great lines like, “Yaaaaaa” or “What is fried chicken?” … I’d buy it. Will probably turn out to be the best trilogy I ever spent money on.
“Mankind is born lonely.” (Call Ray after 00:00 chat). This game just got deep as fuck. I’m not ready for that kind of existential commentary at midnight on day one, ok? Let’s chill. I came here to talk to cute boys/girl, not mull over how mankind was doomed from the start.
Zen is already basically horny & ready to rumble if you tell him you called him in the middle of the night because you were thinking about him & honestly that already makes this a fantastic update.
I’m glad we got a little more context on how Yoosung had a random friend who joined a cult & tried to recruit him. Solid tie-in, Chertiz. Bravo.
JUMIN PREFERS FULL-BODIED WINE. FUCK ME RIGHT UP. THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY.
Yoosung, you’re breaking my heart. I want to comfort him so bad. Everything is still so fresh & he’s so frustrated. He’s going to be an emotional rollercoaster this entire route. I can feel it. Deep in my bones.
“You should be asleep." BINCH. Then why did you call me?!
Ok, day one is almost fucking over, where in the mint wig hell is V?! This is supposed to be his route, right? I’m fixing to start answering for Ray in a hot minute if Pastel Princey doesn’t show up pronto.
ZEN IS SUCH A NARCISSIST & I LOVE HIM FOR IT. “I wonder what I’d look like wet.” Me too, send a selfie quick. Please. I’ll beg.
I can’t stop flirting with everyone holy crap I’m probably going to bad end. I don’t even know who I have the most hearts for currently…
DAY TWO
Why are the longest chats in this game at 2 in the damn morning?! Cheritz, please…
Have I mentioned I really like V’s new sprite outfit? CAUSE I DO. It’s an excellent style. That coat with the pin on the lapel is perfect! Mmmhmm.
Also, V’s sprite’s body language seems pretty important to me. That arm wrapped over himself & holding his other arm feels very closed off. He’s the leader but he’s curling in on himself. Yes, by now we know he has secrets, but this almost feels like he’s unsure of himself for other reasons. Maybe I’m reading too much into it.
In a call V says the dark sky was taking over the moon but then in the next chat he says he couldn’t sleep because the moon was too bright. WELL, WHICH IS IT? I am betting that "bright moon" was probably just a lamp. Flip the switch, V. Turn it off & go to bed.
Aye, Jumin went to a foreign university. I want to know where. Have it ever been said how many other languages Jumin knows? I know he goes to New York & China for business a lot, so do we assume he takes translators with him or that he knows enough of the languages to get by? I’m so curious.
HOW V & JUMIN MET IS THE CUTEST SHIT I HAVE EVER READ IN MY LIFE OMGGGG. Jumin calling the insurance company about a toy car. Stop I can’t. I love him so much.
LITTLE JUMIN IN SUSPENDERS OMG I AM SCREAMING. That mini suit is probably bespoke Armani. Damnit.
V & Drunk!Jumin talking about their friendship is going to make me cry.
Jumin talks about almost being kidnapped on multiple occasions as if it were just a minor inconvenience of his day. “Ran out of pancakes, almost got kidnapped, crashed my toy car…”
Yeah yeah Ray. They're AIs. Sure. Uh huh. Totally believe you.
HOLY SHIT. Seven got a major equipment & set up upgrade. Someone tell me he posted to r/battlestations ?!?!?
Ray said he's going to try to tame me with food & honestly I am not opposed to this. He found my weakness so quickly. BRING ME ICE CREAM! STRAWBERRIES! CHAMPAGNE! Ask Jumin to make me some pancakes, I liked those.
Whoa dang. Zen's "sleepy but maybe gonna lose my voice" voice is 💦💦💦💦
V in that robe. 👀👀👀 ((Lynn, why are you like this?))
The first recommended party guest is a vampire (who could pass for Eros Katsuki Yuuri in a cape). I love this silly game. You think if I told Jumin that the 'Twilight' series was really a documentary he would believe me?
So Jumin confirmed he doesn't have siblings. That's actually one of the lingering questions I had about him. I’m glad he & V found one another at such young ages then. One could argue that they’re like brothers.
I am going to say it - I think Yoosung needs to meet with a licensed professional on a set schedule. He has no outlet for these emotions he's feeling & fears being badgered by RFA members when he does express himself. I feel so bad for him, especially knowing, as the player, that he was right all along to question V & the lack of evidence on Rika's supposed suicide. The RFA chatroom is not a safe space for him. Yet on the other hand, he’s being very selfish in wanting the others to grieve the same way he is. This is a very complex character bit about him.
Jaehee continues to be wary of me nonstop… but is 100% convinced that Seven is inviting the actual planet of Pluto to this party. ::looks directly into the camera::
Now Jumin wants to invite an actual bowl of udon. ::looks harder into the camera:: (If these were the guest recommendations Rika got, no wonder she left.)
JAEHEE CG. CRITICAL HIT. WOMAN DOWN. “You look tired.” JuMIN! No! “You look tired…” LyNN! NO!
I think I’m going to bad end if I don’t stop getting Jumin’s hearts… but I can’t help myself. I am a weak weak woman.
Why in the hell is this chat called “Party at Saturn” but then in the chat we talk about Jupiter instead. False advertising!
I could listen to V’s voice all day. That is S I L K Y ~
Ray is reaching obsessive level status. This boy just attaches to anyone that’s remotely nice to him, doesn’t he? I’ll admit, I went into this route but really liking Unknown. He irritated me. I knew he was tormented & abused, but he was not a good man. Ray though, seems really sweet. So are we to believe sometime between now & the two years into the future something happens to him that just causes him to snap & no longer want to be nice?
DAY THREE
Zen is saying “lmao” a lot.
“There’s a perfect medication for that. It’s called… BEER. LMAOOOO.” Zen is just me in college. Confirmed.
Ok so this route has some of the prettiest CGs I have seen in this game. I am loving them.
IT IS 4AM CHERITZ. I DON’T NEED THESE EMOTIONS FROM SAERAN TALKING ABOUT A POTTED PLANT WITH TWO STALKS & ONE OF THEM GROWING WEAKER. GODDAMNIT. I’M GOING TO CRY. OH SHIT HE BUSTED OUT THE CRYING EMOJI. BE STRONG, LYNN.
If this boy doesn’t get some sort of emotional help & redemption in this story I am going to be so so upset.
(Call 707 after “Paradox of the Survival of the ____ Chat) Did Seven just pull a “BITCH WHERE?” joke on me when I called him sexy?!
V's dad is a vampire. Look at that guy. Jumin, don’t look him in the eyes.
TEENAGE ANDROID ZEN!
Jaehee’s "jet pilot" convo had me dying. What kinda Space balls + Monty Python convo was that?!?!
This slow mellow piano melody (I guess V's theme) is very lovely. It makes me sleepy in a good way. That gentle crescendo in the middle with the chimes gives me chills.
CHOIR BOYS JUMIN & V!!!! HOW PRECIOUS!!!
I actually like that we get to see more of V's hesitation & examples of him still struggling with the grieving process.
Yoosung is really lashing out here. I understand his frustrations but he is very blind to his own selfishness.
OMG THE START OF YOOSUNG'S LOLOL ADDICTION! 😨
New order of favorite voices: V, Jumin, Yoosung, Ray, Zen, Jaehee, Luciel. ((This is shocking to me because I tend to prefer high-pitched male voices. Why? I don’t even know. The first time I heard Yoosung’s voice I was like “THIS IS THE ONE. THIS IS IT! QUALITY! GOOD SHIT!” Then I heard Jumin talk & my panties were WRECKED. I couldn’t fight it. I didn’t want to fight it.))
Aye, not to RUSH anything but uhh… when do I get to start giving answers like “V come save me” cause homeboy is at Mint Eye. I’m at Mint Eye. We can fucking leave Mint Eye together. Just saying.
Me In-Game: “Yoosung, I think you need to seek professional help.” Yoosung: “I don’t think I need counseling. I’ll just vent my feelings into my new game!” Me Out-Of-Game: “BOY I HAVE SEEN YOUR FUTURE & WE NEED TO HAVE A TALK!”
DAY FOUR
“Say Yoosung for example … [he’s] set to mourn the death of his precious but is he really sad because of somebody’s death or is he sad because death still remains a mystery to him?” I swear I just looked off into the distance & said, “Holy fuck…” Ray is getting DEEP. He just made a damn good point honestly. My mind is blown. I need a minute. This explains so much about Yoosung, honestly.
Ray just broke all the characters down in like 5 words or less. I am seriously impressed. Chertiz. CHERTIZ, MY DUDES. Your game is fantastic. Your characters are so in depth. None of them are perfect & I love it.
“… plant a seed of happiness inside you.” You’re not planting any seeds inside of me. Nope. Thanks for playing. I don’t want your seed. I can buy seeds at Home Depot if I need them. Thanks.
I’m guessing day 4 bad ending is you basically just joining Mint Eye with Ray at this point… & getting all of his seed.
JUMIN CALLED ME WHILE HE’S LYING IN BED. I AM BLESSED & I AM ALSO LYING IN MY BED.
Ok… I was hoping this call would get sexy but now he’s just talking about mattresses. Look Juju, you’re welcome to come & help me test the firmness of my mattress & I’ll test the firmness of your-
Real talk, Jumin’s exaggerated sigh directly into my ear via headphones gave me chills. Bye. I’m ascending to another plane of existence.
…. I’m waiting for that moment V changes his profile picture. WHEN. WILL. IT. HAPPEN?
The Game of Kings CG. I’m fucking crying.
VANDERWOOOOD.
Zen looking like he did an autumn “back to school” photoshoot for Sears & I am LOVING IT. He’s so cute. Looks like a Sketchers advert.
Yoosung is too innocent for his own good. Just met someone one day prior & already accepting packages from them. STRANGER DANGER, MY DUDE.
WET ZEN SELFIE! MY PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED! BLESSED.
Yoosung, I want to be your ‘master’. Please & thank you.
Elixir of salvation. Ah, that wonderful combination of harsh chemicals & neurotoxins/hallucinogens. I wouldn’t put it past them to have added piss. Ray says he’s going to make it special for me though by adding flavor to it. This boy is probably going to add a dollop of ice cream in it & say “IT’S AN ELIXIR OF SALVATION FLOAT!” Hard pass.
V COME & SAVE ME ALREADY! But let’s keep the robe…. for reasons… (Hello, you have all been introduced to Meowle’s extensive clothing kink.)
“The secret has got out of my hands…” ::looks directly into the camera with both eyes unblinking:: Boy, I’ve been saying this since uh… 2 years… into your future….
If I’m forced to drink this shit despite choosing the answers of resisting I’m going scream. I DO NOT CONSENT.
SAVE YOURSELF V! RUN!
Ok really, I just want to pick Ray up, toss him over my shoulder, tell him to hush & trust me, & walk out of there while karate kicking everyone in the face. Come at me. (Congratulations Cheritz, you made me like a character I didn’t originally like. You sneaky skillful writers.)
Holy shit, excellent EXCELLENT voice acting by Saeran’s VA. That was absolutely phenomenal. Sujin Kang. Bravo!
DAY FIVE
THIS ROUTE HAS GOT ME EMOTIONALLY FUCKED UP & I AM ONLY ON THE START OF DAY 5?! How am I supposed to do this for 6 more days?
V panting in a phone call = my mind directly into the gutter. Whew.
Yes, because keeping MORE secrets has helped us in the past 4 days. Does nobody learn from their mistakes in this game?
((Explained the current plot of this route to my sister)) Sister: “Ok, if this took place here in Texas, you’d just bust in there with guns blazing to save those pink & mint boys.” Me: “I wouldn’t kill anyone!” Sister: “You could just like… aim for their legs so they can’t chase you out of there.”
“It doesn’t matter what happens to me” This almost feels like V’s emotions go beyond just self-sacrifice for those he cares about. This blatant disregard for his own safety feels very self-damaging. I’m wondering if they’ll tap into this idea further in the story. Does he not feel worthy of existing? Of love?
Whoa… whose voice is THIS? Whomever this lady voice is, she’s got protractors in her eyeballs too, like Juju.
“I’ve lost my violin, something I’ve played for my whole life.” GIRL, I FEEL YOU. My heart is shattering for her & I don’t even know who she is.
Ohhhh it’s V’s mom isn’t it?! Calling it now.
I'm laughing so hard. "IT IS TIME TO ACTIVATE THE INTELLIGENCE UNIT!" & it's not even established yet! Jumin please. Omg.
How adorable!! Teenage Jumin & V!!
Wow, V's philosophy on life sure did a massive 180 in 10 years. Hmm, methinks his mom is going to come in to play for that.
I swear, if anyone else pops in & tries to “cleanse me” I’d start throwing fists. Touch me, I dare you.
V is resisting every romantic approach. I feel bad for trying to flirt with him. I guess I’ll just flirt with Jumin then.
Zen giving Yoosung some major tough love. He didn't have to step up to care for Yoosung, but he did. Zen is a good man.
Yoosung's crying phone call is ripping me apart. Also this voice acting is phenomenal. So so good but so painful.
This is disgusting. Rika has some serious psychosis & V decided to suffer in it as some way to "prove his love". That's not love. This is blatant abuse. I'm appalled. V was blinded by 'love', literally & figuratively.
In the end, V was abused. He had his love for Rika twisted/manipulated & used against him. He was physically hurt by his lover. This makes me angry not just because it happened but because he gave consent. I’m just… so fucking baffled. You do not encourage someone who is mentally unstable (or even stable) to inflict pain on yourself or others as a means for them to try to maintain a grasp on their sanity or ‘happiness’ or because they want proof you ‘love them.’ V encouraged this, he allowed it, he consented & it fucking spiraled out of control. He took on so much pain. He thought by doing this he was somehow helping Rika, but it didn’t! It just made everything worse & Rika went on to hurt more people after this. Yes, I see that V is trying to redeem himself somehow, trying to keep everyone else out of the situation so they don’t suffer like he did & so they don’t get hurt but I can’t ignore the fact that V made mistakes in their relationship as well. Rika’s growing mental instability should have been handled with a lot more care (therapy ((if one doesn’t work try another)), hospitalization, medication). He knew from the beginning she was like this, no? He enabled these tendencies she had & it wasn’t good for either of them. I want to know his end goal. Was he just being selfish? Did he think only he could be a cure for her? What was he getting out of this since it didn’t read as if he was really being loved back. Did he do any of this out of malicious intent? No, I don’t think so - it reads as if he was doing what he thought was right but V made mistakes & I feel sorry for them both. V is a very tragic character indeed. He thought his love was some sort of cure-all for his lover but it wasn’t. This is actually very sad. In a way, I guess he did stop her from hurting others (for a time) or hurting herself, but that still doesn’t make this right.
I was heavily suspicious of V in the original routes (even though his voice was so goddamn sexy), particularly in Yoosung & Seven’s routes. I still think V is not entirely free from blame. I don’t think he’s by any means evil or manipulative, just misguided in what he thought was love but really was just self-sacrifice & pretty damn obsessive if you ask me. It also rings heavily of codependency. You don’t give up every part of yourself so your partner can find ‘happiness’, that’s not a healthy love. Love yourself a little more than that, Jihyun, please.
I don't like Rika. Yes, she did good things while ‘alive’ & at one point she might have been healthy & mentally stable but it spiraled out of her & anyone else's control into a very very dark place where she became toxic, manipulative, & delusional. She's done horrible acts that I refuse to look past regardless of her previous ‘good deeds’. Bad people can do good things for all the wrong reasons. She needs medical help, I can see that, but that doesn't mean I have to like her. Her words & actions against V are very selfish as well, demanding he prove his love by letting her physically hurt him? She targeted his need to please & exploited the hell out of that - backed him into a corner & kept badgering him about him proving his love (even though he seemed all too willing to do just that). This is wrong in every way. Mental illness isn’t a ‘free pass.’
This conversation between MC, Yoosung, & Jaehee felt very productive! Yoosung seemed to actually listen & take in another POV.
DAY SIX
Ok, I officially feel like I have no fucking idea what the actual shit Rika or V are talking about in any of their damn video novel conversations. Too many damn metaphors & nonsense. Yes yes, sunshine, flowers & dark skies. Let’s move along. I’d rather hear Yoosung crying.
Update: V officially changed his profile background picture again but still not his avatar picture.
I hope Elizabeth 3rd isn’t suffering at all through this dramatic period. Is she ok? Is she eating well? How are her jumps coming along? Has she been grooming properly? When was her last bowel movement? I hope my precious baby angel is doing well.
V’s mom is kicking me right in the emotions. Every word she’s saying is just devastating. To lose everything & be outcast, having your child ripped away, not being able to find solace in something you’d taken comfort in for decades… I can’t even begin to imagine.
What a sad sad parallel. V’s mom lost her hearing & therefore her art of music. V is losing his sight & therefore his art of photography. Wow.
Secrets secrets are no fun… BECAUSE IT’S FUCKING RUINING EVERYONE’S LIVES.
I don't want Ray to be abandoned again!
You make one comment about recognizing a 90s computer & Seven suddenly calls you "ma'am." Boy, I oughta...
Jaehee says that V drives a British make car that is silver in appearance. I am hoping it's a silver Aston Martin Vanquish (aka Meowle's absolute dream car - only I want it in black in black on black).
I am laughing so hard at the idea of Jaehee just turning toward Seven & asking, "Do you work out?” ((Another Story - Brought to you by Seven’s Hot Hot Body. He Works Out!))
Yeah girl, I hate to break it to you, but that mask is doing nothing to conceal your identity so…
Hahaaaaa Seven imitating Jaehee in this phone call is pretty damn hilarious.
Someone please tell me there some options to throw a punch or two cause I fucking will. I need a Mortal Kombat option.
Jumin's analogy about V, Yoosung, & the apple tree was really really good! That pep talk was amazing. Jumin hit a home run with that motivation speech.
What kinda photos did Seven find? Naughty photos? Photos of Rika hurting V? Are we going to get to see these later?
Ok ok this might be a stretch but it's almost like V's mom's love & desperation for her child, that concern to only want to shield from pain & no longer finding purpose in anything else in life, is heavily paralleled in V's need to protect his "art" (Rika). Is this why he was so determined to try to be the outlet for her pain? He really thought this was his way of protecting her? A set of photos in his series was called Obsession, right? Was this all about an obsession with Rika? Makes sense to me at least. V is in deep, I'm questioning his mental stabilities as well in these flashbacks, honestly.
This CG with Rika & MC makes me uncomfortable. Hands off, please & thank you.
God bless Jumin keeping me updated on Elizabeth 3rd because right now she's the only bright spot in this horrifically emotional route.
"Once they get used to love... I show them fear again. Just enough to get them scared. And when I save them again, they become happy." What kinda toxic manipulative evil callus twisted deceitful bullshit. Girl, if I get my hands on you I’ll show you something to be afraid of.
Shit is going down & Ray is texting me about sunflowers. "If you leave then I'll be the sunflower. I'm going to stand watching the direction you've gone to." 😢😢😢 Please, don’t hurt him anymore.
I am at the end of day 6 & honestly I don't know if I am about to bad end. Did I fuck up somewhere? Oh geez...
JUMIIIIN stepping in & delegating like a champ. I love you.
Rika just sort of confirmed my little theory about V & ‘noble self sacrifice’, thinking he was some sort of cure-all for her demons but didn't see that he was doing more harm than good. I don't want to agree with her here but I almost kinda have to. I mean, she did ask him to basically keep giving her unconditional love, so she’s also a hypocrite in saying it was entirely V’s fault. He wasn’t the cause of her “devil” but I think he certainly had an inadvertent hand in helping it flourish.
Cheritz, please let me fight someone in this game. PLEASE! I want a full on Mortal Kombat side mode. I will go full on Liu Kang up in here, complete with all the noises he made in Sega Genesis - HUUWAH!
Hell. No. I will not do anything for you ((at least not until I loop back around to intentionally bad end)). You can fuck right the fuck off. I ain't telling the RFA shit for you.
DAY SEVEN
Oh ho ho, defensive & in-denial Yoosung is out to play.
“We’re teenagers. This is the period where we express rebellion.” Cue Jumin tilting his tie clip 30* upward so it’s not perfectly perpendicular to his tie. REBELLION! Drink tap water instead of chilled glass-bottle mineral water. REBELLION! Pay with cash instead of card. REBELLLLLIIIOOOONNNN!
Real talk - Jumin, that was some outstanding advice. He’s telling this to his friend & they’re just children at this stage? That is some serious insight. I will never get over how Jumin, who is so emotionally closed off, is such a damn good friend to V. His delivery was impeccable as well, it wasn’t condescending or judgmental; it was sincere. It was very matter of fact but did have a hint of genuine concern for his friend. Their friendship makes me very happy & I am glad they have one another. This isn’t just a “little” chat. This conversation goes on to very likely change V’s entire life… & Jumin had a massive hand in that. I’m so amazed, y’all.
Ohhhh, I offered Jumin a hug & got shot down. I’m hurt. I’ll never recover. I need to redo his route so I can feel his love again.
“Super-ego” Oooook…. BOTH of y’all need to reevaluate some shit.
Rika had a bullied fucked up childhood & she needs some serious professional help. I feel like a broken record. She’s gone by the wayside, hell she’s lost the map entirely.
All these metaphors & analogies they keep using for their pain & torment, is exhausting. Hide it in prose all you want, what we have here is toxic.
This sort of solidifies my theory that Saeran has a split personality, this isn’t just anger. There’s just no way this is “the same” person. He’s been hurt by so many people. Now it’s sad to watch him hurt others. If they ever make a route of him, I will be very interested in seeing what the event was that causes him to finally shift personalities between Ray & Unknown (at least I’m assuming it’s Ray vs. Unknown & not Ray vs. Saeran).
“I will hack everything” Lmfaoooo. This made me snort laugh so hard my chest hurt. EVERYTHING! HIDE THE TOASTER. HIDE YOUR WATCH.
I can’t fault Yoosung so not believing what any of the RFA members tell him. He has no proof. He’s been lied to, just found out he’d been lied to, & now told to believe something else? Yeah, I wouldn’t believe anyone either. If you try to tell me that the person I loved & looked up to the most went evil, was hurting people, & started a cult I would tell you to fuck right off & laugh in your face. We also forget Yoosung is a scientist (though he’s not acting like one at the moment), he needs to see actual proof otherwise he’s not going to believe it. HOWEVER, he’s so loyal to Rika that if he were to show up at Mint Eye he’d very likely join them just to be with Rika again. I hope the RFA fights tooth & nail to keep him from going to Mint Eye.
Ok ok, in this VN, V expresses that he feels grateful to have been told by Jumin to not live his father’s life & to live for himself & make his own opinion about his mom. So… when is someone going to step in & tell V to not live his life for Rika, because ever since he claimed to be “her sun” that’s what he’s been doing… living for someone else again. V needs to live for himself, find what really makes him happy. A lot of this route so far hints that V is struggling with self-love & being ‘selfish’ enough to find what makes him genuinely happy. Also, Jihyun seems very sensitive to the opinion of others. That’s an interesting character trait - nothing wrong with it. I quite like that he’s played up as sensitive but tries to take on burdens himself to spare others - makes him a very tragic & compelling character.
ZEN MOANING IN A PHONE CALL LORD JESUS I NEED TO DRINK SOME HOLY WATER. THANK YOU, CHERITZ.
Is it just me or does anyone else think that Seven coming to Mint Eye on his own is actually a bad idea? You don’t mean to tell me this boy is not going be distracted by seeing his brother like this? Hmm saving brother vs. saving random new girl. … no contest.
“If you can’t relax yourself, I’ll make you relax.” Please please make me relax Zen. Please, omg.
THERE’S A “ZEN, MIND IF I REPLACE YOOSUNG?” OPTION. BLESS YOU CHERITZ YOU ARE TOO GOOD TO ME.
Angry mother-hen Zen is ridiculously amazing.
Oh please oh pleeeeease let there be a phone call to Yoosung where he’s moaning because of his massage.
WHAT IS WITH JIHYUN’S FAMILY "SACRIFICING THEIR EVERYTHING" STOP. NO. STOP THIS TRAIN OF MADNESS.
BLESS THE PHONE CALL WITH YOOSUNG GASPING & LAUGHING AS ZEN TICKLES HIM. Yoosung is ticklish along his sides. It's canon.
“I didn’t love Rika.” WHOMP THERE IT IS!
JIHYUN JUST ADMITTED HE WAS OBSESSED WITH RIKA. THAT IS A BIG STEP, PASTEL BOY! I actually put my phone down, yelled “I WAS RIGHT!” to absolutely nobody because I was alone, walked out of the room then marched right back in to keep playing the chat…
::shuffles notecards:: ::clears threat:: ::lips on the mic:: The sun is a burning ball of gas in space. It is not capable of emotions such as 'unconditional love'. It will instantly kill you on contact. Quit placing so many expectations on the sun in your fucking metaphors. Good day.
That Rika screaming CG makes me uncomfortable. I would now like to be excluded from this narrative.
I just laughed so fucking hard. Rika is having a fucking breakdown & Seven's voice just pops in ‘PSSST, ARE YOU LYNN?!’ I can't.
DAY EIGHT
Ohhh. Ohhhhhhhh. These answer choices are getting trickier. Just completely bash Rika or kinda calmly defend V? Hmm, decisions decisions.
So Seven didn’t see Saeran at all… & still somehow doesn’t know it’s actually Saeran that’s the hacker. Interestiiiiing.
Called Zen after 00:44 chat Day 8. Told him he was doing a good job by watching Yoosung because it was a hard task. “Did you just… diss Yoosung… in a subtle way?” I died when he laughed!
These answer choices all feel too similar to one another. I’m gonna fuck this up. I’m going to bad end on day 10… just watch. ((I have like 5 save files going though so…))
Yep, I expected this from Yoosung. He’s honestly not as bad as I thought he’d be. He even voices that he understands he’s being unreasonable & whiney - he just can’t help the way he’s feeling. This is a very visceral & real reaction. I think I don’t find it annoying because I was fully expecting this. I braced myself for it & I am enjoying seeing it play out. He was the most loyal to Zika, he’s going to take a lot to make him believe. Oh, what if there’s a bad end where he & MC both end up as part of Mint Eye?!
::battered & bruised:: ::speaks into walkie-talkie:: Day 8 on mission of V route. So far no casualties. On the path to Good End still. But V still hasn’t changed his fucking profile picture. Over.
[[Here is where I caved & actually started to spend the thousands of hourglasses I have on buying days in bulk instead of just calls for V & Ray.]]
180 HG for a days worth of chats?! Gooooood Lord. ::clicks accept::
Ray’s clapping happy emoji is the cutest shit I’ve ever seen.
I CAN’T LIE TO HIM & SAY I DON’T LIKE ICE CREAM. I FUCKING LOVE ICE CREAM. I HAVE MORE ICE CREAM IN MY FREEZER THAN ANY OTHER FOODS…
Whoa cool! Ray & Rika (my phone keeps correcting her name to be ‘Zika virus’) have profiles in the hacked messenger!
I told V “art” is part of my job because medicine is an art, right? Isn’t that a saying? “The art of medicine.”
Call V after 7:13 chat. This is a good call from him - not romantic I mean - but definitely good for more insight on how he now views his role in Rika’s progression.
Whoa whoa new chat room theme song when Rika joined in.
VANDERWOOOOOOOOOD!!! Bless. Their haggling is pretty adorable.
Update: V finally changed his profile picture & is emo as fuck.
About time these idiots realize the sun is fucking dangerous. Stop using it for your nonsense. This is driving me more insane than any other aspect of the game. Mention the sun again & I’m going to go stare directly into it until my corneas melt.
Was that finally a confession of feelings for you but kinda backhanded about it? With how torn up Jihyun is about this entire Rika situation, I’m very surprised that this route would even be considered a love endeavor between he & MC. I don’t think he’s anywhere near emotionally ready to pursue a new relationship with someone so soon after this chaos. I don’t know how I’ll feel if either of the ‘good’ endings is them together right away - it’ll just feel so wrong for the progression of his character. I think Jihyun needs to learn to love & accept himself before he can open up again to trying to love someone - at least loving something the right way.
Hahaaaa like hell am I going to say THE SUN is my muse. I’m going to stop going out in daylight at this point. My bones are going to get brittle. Thanks, Cheritz.
Omg V’s mom is such a boss lady. Be strong, Lynn. Don’t cry.
Aw shit, that fucked me up emotionally.
Is this why V doesn’t like people looking at his body? Does he have scars from this fire? I hope we get more on this. Or was that body comment just another glimpse into how unsure V is about himself? Another tidbit of not loving himself? Hmm.
I am honestly at a loss, I don’t know if I’m answering correctly to get to the party.
Noooo! V, why did you lie again?! He asked you point blank. You were progressing so well. THIS CAN ONLY END IN TEARS. TELL SEVEN THE TRUTH! Seven is going to be beyond hurt when he finds out that you just kept lying! He needs to know about Saeran! He needs to save him!
The music in this 22:00 chat is absolutely fantastic. Who is the music developer for this game. Give them a raise & a three week vacation to Hawaii. This soundtrack is so great.
OMGGGG did I fuck up? If V goes back to Rika, I swear. I’m so done. Ohh, that’s going to be a bad end, isn’t it? He’s going to give in again & go back to her!
This relationship is so twisted. We’re talking in fucking circles. This is the most unproductive conversation I’ve ever been a part of & I’ve spoken with anti-vaxxers in person.
I’m absolutely crushed. This was it. This was the moment? That full break between Ray & Unknown… I have no words. This is so so sad. The VA even does a different voice each of them.
I’m crying. Full on tears. Ray…
If this was the moment of the full separation between Ray & Unknown in this timeline, I am still curious what was the trigger to cause the full break between personalities in the original timelines. I really hope we get a Saeran route now. I wasn’t hoping for one before, but Cheritz has me hooked now. I need redemption for Saeran.
DAY NINE
So, I’m guessing I’m on the right track? Because I just realized a lot of the answers in this portion have a lot of self-centered MC options? So I’m trying to avoid the “me me me, V is better off with me” choices & focusing more on the “V is changing & growing for himself” options. I’m sticking with that since I’m fully on board with my theory that V needs to learn to love & live for himself.
DON’T BRING THE MOON INTO THIS. LEAVE HER ALONE. SHE DOESN’T DESERVE THIS.
Juuuumiiiin. I’ve missed you!
How many times do you think Rika had to set up her phone to auto take that photo of her standing in front of the Moon before she got it right?
VANDERWOOD!
VANDERWOOD SELFIE!
GIVE VANDERWOOD AN RFA PROFILE
VAN.DER.WOOOOOOD.
Vanderwood is laying down some fucking truth in this VN with V. Vanderwood - the voice of the people.
At this point, I'm just over arguing & talking in circles.
My heart was in my throat thinking Ray was going to drop the news that Seven was his brother in that chat room they were in together. I was waiting for it; I don’t even think I was breathing.
Oh RFA members + Mint Eye in the same chat rooms?! LET’S DO THIS.
Petition to rename the RFA to something else, anything else.
WHO DID THIS WOMAN JUST STAB. OMG. OMGGGGG. WTF WAS THAT PHONE CALL?!
Nobody has ever given V a hug before? How cold. I’ll hug you. I’ll hug the crap out of you.
I’m going to go hug my mom…
Update: Hugged my dad along the way to finding my mom to hug her. Hugged my cat too. My sister opened her arms for a hug when she saw I was making rounds, but I just high-fived both hands & walked past. I’m such an asshole.
Rika is flip flopping all over the damn place. Did you want his love or not? Is he your sun or not? Are you angry or not? Do you want him dead or not? I’m over it. Go away.
Ok why the fuck was the phone call from Rika about her stabbing someone BEFORE the actual VN where she stabbed someone?! I was so confused. That has to be some glitch.
$10 says now Rika is going to be torn between wanting V to die or not. She’s just going to keep flip-flopping. In the end, she’s just as obsessed.
Wow. Wow. The phone call where Seven is freaking out. Like genuine emotion scared shitless. Excellent acting.
DAY TEN
Rika was off looking for love her entire life when Yoosung was literally there right beside her loving her unconditionally when he finally met her.
Lmao "Don't go to the apartment, Yoosung. There's a bomb there." Yeah that's right, bitches. I can see in the future.
Damn Jaehee. Savage. I liiiiike it.
"I didn't stab him that deep." Confession! WHOOP, THERE IT IIIIIS.
Son of a bitch. Ray is going to sacrifice himself isn't he?! While Rika's off playing house in her apartment again. I'm so pissed. Please please please let Seven save him.
I've been waiting for this Rika/Yoosung messenger chat! Now I fully expect Yoosung to resist harder & plead/beg. If I'm wrong, I'll eat my hat.
Damn they just give MC a straight up "hang up" option on Rika. Take no shit, MC.
Everyone is hella vaguing in their profiles lolololol. You know you’re desperate when you’re vaguing in a closed off messenger accessible to only 7 people. We all know who you’re talking about. You’re not slick.
Oh shit. V's mom making a comeback to slap me right in my feelings.
Ray's call after the 18:00 chat...
I have never been more attracted to Jumin in my fucking LIFE.
Ray’s best call is the one you make to him after 19:49. He cares so so much. He has so much to give despite being hurt & used & broken over & over again. This was a great phone call. Devastatingly sad, but excellent for his character.
Where in the fresh hell did Vanderwood just pop off to? Last I saw him Seven asked him to look after MC. Then never again…
You bet your ass I chose the answer to tie Yoosung up. Like my thirsty domme ass was going to let that opportunity sliiiiiide on by. I’m not even surprised that Yoosung giggled at the idea. Bless his subby heart. Boy wants it bad. I am willing to give & give & give...
Whooooa 21:53 chat: “Ray has entered the chatroom” but ended with “Unknown has left the chatroom” I know this happened before but this is right before the final fight, right? Is Seven going to show up & find Unknown instead of Ray? Are they even going to do the brother reveal? Ray’s going to die, isn’t he? I can’t help but think that if V had told him, Seven would have tried harder, would have gone there personally. But then maybe Seven would get hurt too? Is Seven going to die?!
Yes, Jihyun! Find & love yourself! Live for yourself! This is an excellent idea! I approve of this. You need this. Forget about Rika! I wish you luck!
Sonofabitchfuckfuckfuck. Ray deserved better. RAY DESERVED BETTER. That poor boy. He was so used, so confused, & so so tormented. I’m so angry. This wasn’t fair. I’m going to pout & be pissy about this for a long time. I’m hoping he really isn’t dead. Please please. I’m going to be in denial about this, I know it. I mean, they did show him in the control room in Mint Eye. He gave his final words & then there was the explosion. Is it too silly to hope that he somehow got out? Maybe...
Wowowow. That final chat with Rika, begging like that. That was brutal. Even in the middle there she switched between pleading & saying she’d get revenge. I really do pity her & I hope she gets help in this route but at this point I don’t even know. I’m on this emotional see-saw where I really dislike her but on the other side pity her. I’ll admit, I’m spending a lot more time on the side of not liking her.
DAY ELEVEN
She’s not dead. There’s no way. I won’t believe it until I see a body (same with Saeran). YOU CAN’T TRICK ME. I’M A VETERAN OF THESE PLOYS!
Jumin. Fucking. Han. This man is so good. He’s so strong even though he’s struggling himself. That “lean on me” line nearly had me tearing up. Jumin Han is a GOOD MAN.
Also, Jumin said it isn’t confirmed if the hacker was in the building or not. I mean, being in a direct explosion could very well decimate a body, but what if he got out? Ray did sound pretty desolate about not having anywhere else to go & did seem pretty resigned to this suicide mission though. This isn’t fair.
PARTY ATTEMPT #1 (Invited 24 guests) - Good Ending?
WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? Is this like a “bad end” party? Why is she here? I fucked up, didn’t I? (I feel like the Minister of Magic in Harry Potter shouting “He’s back!”) ((If she gets to live & Ray actually died... I can’t. I’m still so angry.))
Yoosung, noooo!
OMG YOOSUNG, YES!
V’s mom has managed to make me tear up nearly every time she pops up on the screen. She had such impact on this route despite not be present in the here & now of it. She’s an angel. A fucking angel. Every CG of her’s has blessed me. This background story on her was so amazing. Her struggle & sacrifice for her son & finding purpose in herself after losing so much was... so beautiful. I’m going to cry again.
BABY JIHYUN WITH HIS MOM CG. I’m crying for real. This is beautiful. The emotions for this were so so good.
What is with this game & Alaska?! Everyone is going there. Maybe Ray went to Alaska!
That’s rich, Zen. Calling Jumin an alcoholic. Pot meet kettle.
Shit goddamn Jumin, was it necessary to be THAT savage about Zen’s selfies?
Jihyun turned into a beautiful happy hippie.
Hippie Jihyun is hot as hell. That smile. Wow.
Holy shit. “I want to love you. I will love you. I love you, just as I love myself.” That’s a damn good line! Damn good.
Honestly, I am beyond glad, thrilled, immensely happy that there was a two year gap between Jihyun & MC actually getting together. If he had just jumped right into a relationship with MC after all of this, I would have questioned the foundation of the relationship. He was not emotionally ready for that so I’m glad the story allowed the time break so he could grow, heal, discover on his own.
I like that Jihyun wanted to be called his birth name again, not the ‘persona’ V that he’d created for his art, like a cloak or shield. He found & accepted himself & wanted to be that person. That’s beautiful. Self-love is very hard to achieve. I know a lot of people struggle with it, so it’s nice to see that represented in a character.
I want answers for what happened with Rika. We are just to assume she was sent off somewhere to get help with no updates?
I do not like that Seven was never told about Ray. I know it would cause more hurt for him, but he deserved to know. That just felt dirty. I feel dirty.
I am genuinely impressed that Yoosung was the one to stand up at the end to apprehend Rika. He was a little tornado this entire route & I was glad to see him finally understand at the end that this Rika was not the same one he cared so deeply for. Being the one to grab her & hand her in, had to have hurt him - but he stepped up & did it. That was good progression for him. Took him a long damn while to get to that acceptance, but that action of his took a lot.
I’m glad Jihyun’s route focused more on his development to turn away from obsession & look toward himself. It’s a similar kind of character growth in the other routes (learning to accept yourself & grow beyond something holding you back). These stories were never just about falling in love with someone, they grew to be better versions of themselves in the end. Jihyun’s development was definitely more artistic (cushioned in prose & woven in metaphors & abstracts) than others, but it was interesting just the same.
I like that they made such a big deal about Jihyun getting his eyes repaired. He refused to get them healed other times, but showing he was willing now & grateful to Jumin for setting it up was a nice touch to see how developed he’s become & showing he’s willing to let go of Rika (despite him talking about her every other sentence still…). Baby steps. He’s letting go of the hurt, recognizing he’s worthy of love & happiness too.
Maybe it’s just me, but was anyone else sort of wanting to see a CG of one of Jihyun’s paintings? I would have liked to have seen what they considered his painting style. He looks much more relaxed & carefree in his good ending CG, I wondered if his paintings would have reflected that.
PARTY ATTEMPT #2 (Invited 5 guests) - Normal Ending?
I really like this idea of Jihyun just venturing out on his own to find what he likes, what makes him happy. The self-discovery journey. But boy, you were just stabbed. I don’t think you can be discharged within a day after a celiotomy.
Jihyun talking about his dream house is ridiculously cute. This man essentially wants a little messy cottage in the city. How adorable. He went from being a materialistic & pragmatic teenager to being content with a sort of abstract pleasures in his adulthood.
Oh, so in this ending Jihyun asks MC right off the bat to be with him. Seems a little rushed, no? I don’t think he’s ready. He’s feeling a lot right now. Who is to say his obsession won’t transfer over to MC? He claims to have learned his lesson & to recognize the difference between obsession & love but I still think it’s very soon. I really wouldn’t want this to turn into Jihyun becoming dependent on MC after this emotional trauma & that being the basis for their relationship.
MC’S ONLY RESPONSE IS “ALRIGHT” Omg. So bland.
Are we to assume that Rika is actually dead in this ending? Because she never showed back up? Hmm.
So there’s a 2 year jump in this ending too, only we’re to assume that MC & Jihyun have been together as a couple during that time?
Ohhhhhh you can call Jihyun “darling”! <3
Wait, didn’t Jihyun say he wanted a little house in the city with curtains to block out the sun? This looks like a high rise apartment with massive fucking windows & sheer curtains that let in a lot of sun... but ok.
WHOA WHOA, Jihyun became a musician in this ending?! I want to know what he plays! Does he play piano like his theme song?! Does he play violin like his mom?!?! I will cry.
Jihyun’s pouty voice is ADORABLE! Holy crap where has this been all my life?!
Oh, interesting! He’s still very sensitive to the opinions of others (I mean, I certainly didn’t expect that to go away, you’re always going to fear criticisms). At least, he seems a little more open to hearing them, even if he’s hesitant to play for MC again since he wants her to like what he plays. He’s still a little shy, private, & sensitive. Cute.
These rich boys & their pancakes…
Jumin obsessed with pancake recipes confirmed. I love him so much.
His answer about their relationship was very sweet & shows how he’s come to understand a give & take balance, as well as loving himself & genuinely loving together. That was cute.
Still pissed that Seven never found out about Ray.
I want to know what instrument Jihyun plays!
OTHER
I went from being very skeptical of Jihyun’s character (he just felt downright shady) in other routes to liking him (now that we see the depths of his self-damaging & self-sacrificing behavior & the full reason behind all the secrets). He’s certainly not perfect. He’s made many mistakes. He was misguided in a lot of aspects. He’s still learning & now trying to do better. He’s talented, pretty, sensitive, kind, & generous. He was a victim as well & even had a hand in his own progressing downfall before he realized his mistakes & reevaluated himself & the situation. I definitely like him a lot more now that I know the reasoning behind his actions & seeing the changes in him for the better - especially seeing him accept & appreciate himself more.
Yeah yeah, I’m going to be that person - I’m sad we didn’t get a kiss CG! I wanted one, not going to lie. Maybe we’ll get one for his After Ending if he gets an after ending?! Who knows. I wanna smooch him, that’s for sure.
I expected to like the normal ending more since I liked all the other normal endings for the other characters more than their good endings, however I find myself liking Jihyun’s good ending over his normal ending. I just can’t get past the fact that I think he needed that self-evaluation time away from MC. That two years apart (though probably a lot longer than I would have expected the game to do) felt necessary. In his good ending, Jihyun sounded much more certain that MC was who he wanted to be with & to love instead of asking MC straight away to just stick by him in his normal ending. In his normal ending, MC questioned him, & he sort of recited a dialogue about their love. Maybe I’m reading too much into this, but it sounded like he was trying to reassure himself? Or maybe MC was just trying to gently remind him that yes, what we have is real, & healthy, & good for both of us & just needed him to say it aloud? Regardless, good ending sat better with me overall.
I still want to know what the other photos were in that series of photographs he took. I mean Seven, sounded pretty damn shocked by them. We didn’t even get a line about if it was actual imagines of inflicted harm or salacious material (I’m not trying to be a pervert for once, I’m genuinely curious).
Ray deserved better. I don’t think I can put it into any other words than that. I was very upset with his end in all of this. He didn’t deserve that. Only Rika & V knew his identity. Rika is either dead or being treated somewhere (depending on whichever ending you cater to) & in neither of the endings did Jihyun make known that the hacker was Saeran. I’m legitimately angry about this. How can Saeran even rest in peace that way? Is only the audience (& MC) to mourn for him? Everyone (RFA) is mourning for Rika in a sense but Ray deserves SOMEONE who knows who he was. Sure, Rika has that moment where she screamed & felt remorse, but she still didn’t speak up. Would anyone have believed her if she had? Maybe not. But he deserved someone trying on his behalf. Maybe I’m sitting too long on this, but it felt dirty. I know I said that earlier somewhere, but I still think it. This was wrong. He died in an explosion, alone, with only two people knowing who he really was & they didn’t fucking say anything. Seven is never going to really know what happened to his brother, so what happens if he goes looking for him in the future? Fuck, I’m crying again. I’m so sorry, Ray. You didn’t deserve this, you just trusted the wrong people.
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hoo buddy
Strawberry tea: Tell me about your first kiss, if you had one.
i feel like you’ve been around long enough that you’ve heard the story of Andrew From The Internet, but here goes
when i was just a bit out of high school, i started up an okcupid account to try and find true love. this was back when i thought i was mostly straight and so of course i got a bunch of dudes contacting me. one of them was Andrew From The Internet. he was at the upper edge of my age range, but he seemed nice and said that we should go see Avatar, since neither of us had seen it. (if you guys wanna guess my age that’s a clue) so we went to the mall to meet up.
he was several years older than he had been in his profile pic, which really should have been strike one. he was bad at conversation- when we were talking, he kept interrupting me to say “you know you’re really beautiful, right?” current me would have been like “yeah binch i know but i asked where you worked” but wee me was less disconcerted. when we went to go get tickets avatar was sold out, but there were still tickets for a kristen bell romantic comedy called “when in rome” so he insisted we see that. (this is also why i did not like kristen bell until i saw the good place, tangentially) i was getting a ride home in a few hours so i was like “whatever i’ll see the movie nbd.” i had brought in my own bottle of dr pepper, which i had on the other side away from him, and this heralds the final straw for young me. during the movie he reached over me- across my whole body!- and grabs the bottle of dr pepper, opens it, and takes the first sip. without asking or anything. who does that?
anyway, we leave the theatre, and i’m about to just be like “yeah well goodbye forever” when he grabs my arm, physically lifts my short ass up, and sticks his tongue in my mouth. what he didn’t know at the time was that i had been holding back a sneeze and, long story short, i sneezed in his mouth, biting his tongue, he fuckin’ drops me like a sack of rocks, makes an excuse about how he’s gotta go, and gets tf out of there.
he eventually e-mailed me back a few weeks later at 4 AM saying i was a whore who would die alone in a whorehouse surrounded by cats. good times.
Apple tea: Tell me about your first break up, if you had one.
also not, uh, not great. my ex was not, as they say, fantastic. among many, many other things that i’m not getting into because fuckin’ downer, they complained both that i was too easy to mistreat and that i was too firm about the boundaries i enforced. it was a bad time.
there may be a reason i’m not really married to the whole “your first is SPECIAL” thing, looking at both of these answers
Blueberry-Muffin tea: Tell me a memory, which makes you smile.
oh, i can do that! leave it on less of a bummer note!
a couple years ago, my dad was talking to me about my watercolour paintings (which were distinctly not great but whatever) and he made some sort of off-hand comment about how he wished he could paint too. i said “well gee it’s just practice you could learn!” and we agreed to go out every tuesday afternoon and get some painting done. he could still drive then, and we’d go out somewhere kinda natural and just hang out and paint for a few hours and chat. it was super nice, even if he was colour-blind and kept making skies purple and i was an emo fuck and put everything too dark. i still have a bunch of those paintings, and i really miss that.
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ri’s thicc 2017 reflection post !
its still quite a few hours away from 2018 for me but i just wanted to take this time to reflect on my absolutely Lovely 2017!!! yay time 2 get sappy as i word vomit and overshare about my year on tumblr.com !!!!
thank you loads to all of my LOVELY followers !!!!!!!!! yall are the cutest, make my day on the daily ! i wish you the best 2018 that the world can offer !!! stay healthy, take time for yourself, love yourself, love others, and be kind! 💓💓
this Riley Rant here, is gonna be here for me than anything. like a Fat journal entry !! and i am an Oversharer so here she goes [jeopardy music]
to begin, i have met and befriended so many amazing people on here this year and WOW!!!!!! lovely and supportive and talented, beautiful aroha friends??? it doesnt get better than that!!!!! i would attempt to tag all of u but yall know who u are ;)) im endlessly grateful to those of you who have really made being on here worth it. heck ya sometimes im like “why do i even spend time on here” but then!!!! idk sunny comes swingin in with just a heart full of love or sara comes swingin in with her eggs or marian comes swingin in with her rare pairs or j comes swingin in with her baking posts and thats not even HALF of it !!!!! seriously.....love you guys tons.
to my friends who i have had the pleasure of remaining your friend this year and getting closer to u !! i love you. i really dont know how yall handle me especially 2015/2016 me?? a MESS! yall are the REALEST. again, yall know who u are ;)) i hope we can continue to talk and have fun in 2018, i wish yall the best.
and lastly....heres a THICC shoutout to my six shining stars.
as for me as an individual, 2017 was a freaking Whack year. it was incredible....dare i say, iconic. and now its time for.....RILEY’S 2017 HIGHLIGHTS !!!!!! (also includes: the sucky parts bc even those allowed me to grow !)
- man, did 2017 start out pretty rough when my country decided it was a good idea to elect a freakin cheeto for president. however! i had the lovely opportunity to attend the women’s march at my capital the day before inauguration !! and it was powerful!!!! truly an experience ill treasure forever!
- binch....thank u Winter Dream for my whole life. tbh i wont forget sobbing at my best friend’s house when it dropped. thank u Miss Again Dance Practice. thank u Miss You & Me MV. thank u Miss Cotton Candy Choreography. thank u.
- ah.....when some pinhead started that tr*mp chanting at a basketball game lol! so iconic that we made the new york times! gotta love that....
- OMG !!! HOW TO SUCCEED !!!! an absolutely amazing experience. granted, the male lead was a Snake, but i had a blast. Rosemary will forever be close to my heart and ill always cry a little when i hear Brotherhood of Man or Paris Original !! such an awesome opportunity. i learned a frick ton about myself as a performer. i improved a ton in acting and dancing, and also came to learn that i am very good at receiving instructions and memorizing lines quickly. i learned that i need to work on some of my facial expressions and i also learned some of my habits ! i miss u Queenie H2$ :’’)
- had my first tap dance performance ever??? i really enjoyed learning tap, and i hope to pick it back up in the future !!!!
- BIIIIIINCCH i had the opportunity to visit my sister in korea!!!!!!! wow.....truly the BEST week of my entire year, maybe even LIFE! i went to the dog cafe, the sheep cafe, mcountdown, the lunar festival kick off, gwanghwamun palace, dongdaemun, shopped a ton around hongdae, ate food by the han river, visited namsan tower (but not without getting lost), hit the noraebang TWICE, walked into a private Fantagio board meeting, ate delicious chicken on a STIIICK, ran in the rain, ordered delivery mcdonalds, had the BEST fried chicken, met a bunch of monks, was led around dongdaemun by a very old korean man, SAW EUNWOO AND DOYEON AND RECEIVED MUCH LOVE AND NEARLY DIED, hit the convenience store literally every day, snuck out, GOT A WAVE FROM KEY :((( , bought Winter Dream and lots of skin care products and lots of cute clothes, had the clearest skin ive ever had in my life, went to a buddhist temple, witnessed a drunk man fall into the splits inbetween the ground and the subway, ran up and down 1000 subway stairs, fell in love with a man named Peanut, drank too much banana and strawberry milk, sobbed my face off at the festival as korean grandmas bowed to me, tried tons of new foods (including the nastiest bowl of cheese ramyun ive ever had in my life), bought lots of socks, rode an airplane for......like 40 hours in total? literally the best week of my Life
- had my junior vocal recital ! it was a cute girl. i felt my acting had really improved since sophomore voice recital !!
- had prom on my 17th birthday and had a jolly good time !!! my mom made my dress and i felt like a Stunner
- dream pt. 01...she rly is that Bad Bih. best era. miss her loads. none of us ever deserved her.
- les mis !!!!!! two whole weeks.....another Best Time. i learned so much, made so many lifetime friends, had a blast, sang my heart out.....such a freaking good time. i miss her
- got to spend the ENTIRE summer with momo!!!!!!!!!!! literally the ENTIRE!!!!! and what did we do? hit the park, watched lemonade mouth and fantastic beasts and starstruck and that random unicorn movie, made the Best slime, made that ICONIC weki meki video, laughed a ton, cried a ton, stayed up all night for the sunrise, stayed later for the sunset & thunderstorm, walked home in the pouring rain & lightning (IT IS VERY WET), went to the beach, met many dogs, got me hairs cut, befriended that Cat, and went to a painting class
- cabin week !!!!!!!!!!! whatta lovely time
- my brother’s wedding !!!! honestly? my best outfit of the year... had a bangin time. his wife is truly a cutie and i love her tons!
- there was that Mess in august and i still feel sorry to those who felt hurt because of it. i learned a lot about how things especially on the internet can be easily misunderstood and misinterpreted, so u gotta be EXTRA careful with your words !
- through that i also came to accept that u cant get everyone to understand or like u, and tbh that is okay for now. all we can do when we make mistakes is try to understand & learn, apologize, and try to better ourselves. and sometimes even when u do that, u still may not be liked. and thats okay. as long as you are trying your best and recognize mistakes, its all good.
-skinny dipped at girls time wow what a freaking TIME
- woah dude i dropped out of my arts school lmao!!! the BIGGEST change in my life since 2014.;..wow! i dont even have the words to say how much stress was lifted off of me and i love senior yr !!!!
- momo came to CT!!!!!!
- seeing svt live !!!!! but tbh the best part was seeing momo, “I LOVE A MAN WHO CAN SEW”, “I!!!!!!!!!! LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JIHOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”, “IM UNDERAGE”, and when Mo BLASTED to that other line
- LAKE COMPOUNCE LMAOOOOO I LOVE JIHOON PT2!!!!
- my mom, sister, and i took an eight week painting class! i finished two paintings and learned a ton!! honestly a good time
- dream pt. 02.....shes that other Bad Bih....absolutely adore her
- i also learned that its okay to cut people off who are toxic. especially if you have already informed them that they make u feel bad, they are not worth trying to please or keep around. take care of yourself. similarly, its okay to block people, and you dont owe them an explanation
- MADI CAME HOME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my other half...missed her so much :(((
- riley’s calligraphy christmas !!!!! was so much fun and i loved people’s reactions and i loved learning arohas favorite astro lyrics !!!
- ah...............one of the hardest weeks of my whole life. the pain still lingers, and i know itll hit me again like a boulder the next time we see only four of my angels standing on stage. for four months, i was worried sick about another member, and i even knew he was hurting, that his mental illness was real. my heart aches and there is a piece of it missing, but it will never be replaced. i know you are much happier now, jjong. i love you.
- and also because of that, i have been able to think a lot about how i live my life. thoughts like ‘am i watching out for my family and friends enough?’ ‘am i listening enough?’ ‘is this funny comment worth it?’ ‘am i happy?’ im trying to be better. to not take things for granted, to only be kind, to always be there for those i love, for those who love me. and i will try my hardest to not complain about small or petty inconveniences. to try harder to be optimistic.
- christmas was with my whole family for the first time in five years ;;; she was such a cute girl!
and now on to the next act !!!! its called RILEY’S NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS !!!!!!!!!!
1. lets start with the basic stuff that im 99% not gonna pull through on: keep ur room clean. keep everywhere u go clean, it makes mom upset. eat better, u know there is other foods in this house besides peanut butter and pepperoni and popcorn.
2. send out at least one Lovely Ask per day. i made this goal sometime over the summer, and i did it for a few months until i started to forget ;; its not that hard, u just gotta remember to do it !!
3. sis.....quit Procrastinating.......GET ur FREAKING application done...do ur homework the night before lmao! call who u need to !!! write those thank u cards!!!! go get them scholarships!!!! enter that graphic design contest lmao!!! just DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!! time is wasting
4. just be happy
#hot frick this is four pages on google docs FHFJJDSLASJ#anyway heres a word dump#if u actually read this......ur insane................and i love u#about me !#riley's thicc 2017 post#riley really really rambles
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All those soft asks boi 😤😤
🌸Blankets: Have you been in love? yes bitch 🌸Stuffies: How did you meet your best friend? I don't fucking remember but it was in 3rd grade 🌸Fluffy Pillows: What happened in your most recent dream? ¿I nutted?🌸Scented Candles: How do you relax? Who relaxes 🌸Gem Stones: What’s your birthstone/favourite stone? ???🌸Pyjamas: Describe your favourite pyjamas! uH MY NEW REINDEER ONES 🌸Fuzzy Socks: What’s your favourite movie? the Labyrinth 🌸Kittens & Puppies: Name of your pet or your ideal pet? 😭😭¿h-hERB?🌸Laughter: What’s the funniest joke you’ve heard? "You're pretty" 🌸Mittens: Do you like the snow? Fuck YEAH🌸Hot Coco: What’s your favourite Starbucks drink? oRANGE MOCHA FRAPPUCCINO🌸Soft Kisses: Describe your OTP tol boi and sorta tol boi but with glasses 🌸Rainy Days: What do you do on a rainy day? run around in the rain?? What else??🌸Flower Petals: What’s your favourite flower? Daisy 🌸Cotton Candy: What’s your favourite candy? The hard strawberry candies binch 🌸Bubble Baths: Your favourite memory? uhhhhh🌸Wooly Scarfs: What song do you think relates the most to you? Idk what song do you think relates most to me🌸Roasted Marshmallows: Your camping with friends! Describe the forest you’re pitching your tent in. my pa- I mean uh idk 🌸Bird Songs: Name 5 things you love youyouyou you and uhhhh you?🌸Old Books: Do you read? If so, what’s your favourite book series? hHHhHhhH 🌸Warm Hugs: Who would you love a hug from right now? my mom billie joe 🌸Clouds: What’s the best shaped cloud you’ve seen? it was t h i c c 🌸Fae: Describe yourself as a fairy ???🌸Holding Hands: What was the name of your first love? h U H 🌸Cupcakes: Favourite cupcake flavour? chocolate??🌸Tealights: Describe a romantic date perfect for you uh anything 🌸Gardens: What’s the sweetest gift you’ve received?¿Validation?
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