hyped.

anh trang. 19 years inexperienced. life is great.

[anhthenme-blog]

unwrttxn‌:

“i’m fine …,” rory questioned herself as she said those words.  it was the truth but it felt like a lie to her.  she frowned and told anh, “yeah, i know.  i feel like i’m in full zombie mode.  i mean, my bags at this point look designer.”  between ranger work, school and trying to maintain some semblance of a social life, rory felt spent.  especially with the last few days.  she’d been so busy that she even forgot that valentine’s day was happening.  “sorry, for looking like a zombie,” rory closed her eyes and covered her face, “i just need to sleep more.  i think.  i hope.”

“full zombie mode?” anh asked as tilted her head back and then looked back at rory with a smile.  “girl, i know that feel,” anh said.  with the danger coming out, there was so much to report about but that was her own fault - she went through with updating the website and then, there was that worry that her boyfriend was running around and being the hero that he was.  “don’t apologize, rory!” anh said, “you work hard and you have a lot on your plate.”  though, when anh thought about it, she didn’t know too much about the blonde.  she needed to change that.  “do you want to grab coffee or something?  coffee is an elixir for tiredness.”

[anhthenme-blog]

boomcrash‌:

“No,” was Harper’s immediate respond to the girl who shouted at him. He turned around to face her and for a few seconds he stared at her. Why did he know her from somewhere? Oh. “You’re that girl from Altimira. The one who apologizes all the time,” Harper said as he snapped his fingers. He looked at the girl and then  her phone, then he shrugged, “You should stop looking at your phone when you’re walking. That shit only happened because you weren’t pay attention. Don’t be a dumbass.”

anh made a face as she heard harper speak.  of all the people she had to run into, it had to be this guy.  she let out a sigh as she picked up her newly cracked cellphone.  “i take back my apology, harper,” she said as she stared at him, her face scrunched in annoyance as she said, “you know, you don’t have to be mean all the time, harper.  no one will think you’re weak if you’re nice to people.”  anh pouted at him and sighed.

[anhthenme-blog]

vntoinctte‌:

Annie wasn’t going to yell at Anh. She tried really hard to keep her cool, since she knew that she had a tendency of taking out her general frustrations on people who didn’t deserve it. “Because she doesn’t want me to be outside of Altimira and also… she’s been acting really weird. I don’t want to set her off or anything.” She wasn’t sure how she could talk about Aurelia without making her best friend seem absolutely awful. “You haven’t noticed anything, have you? I mean. It’s alright if you hadn’t.” She reached into her pocket and unlocked her phone. “Listen, let me just transfer you the money and then we can act like none of this ever happened. How much are phones these days, like a thousand?”

anh tilted her head to the side as she tried to remember any moments of strangeness from aurelia.  she shrugged at annie and admitted, “no, i didn’t but honestly, i haven’t had any lessons with her.  not recently.  i’ve been in a lot of the huntsman’s classes though.”  despite her bias, anh wouldn’t have minded if she was in any of their classes.  she enjoyed learning from all perspectives, especially those from the teachers of altimira academy.  “if i do, i’ll let you know right away,” anh offered to annie.  her eyes widened as annie offer to transfer money.  “... or you could just pay for a screen replacement?  i couldn’t ask you to give me a thousand dollars.”  that was definitely more than her own paycheck!

[anhthenme-blog]

arabcllax‌:

Hearing the impact of the young woman’s phone falling onto the ground, Arabella refrained from chuckling as she faked a sympathetic gaze. There were more things to worry about rather than a cracked phone screen, but she could tell that there was something important that she’d wanted to do on her phone. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out what was once her assistant’s phone and began removing and wiping out the data clean. There was nothing much on it since for starters it was new and her assistant no longer worked for her. Long story short, she didn’t like her and well, she wiped her memories cleaned and sent her on her way. “That sucks.” she called out as she approached Anh. “Here, take this. Just switch the SIM card or transfer the data and I’m sure it’ll be good as new.” 

while it was kind that the woman just offered her a phone in that instant, anh thought it was a little suspicious.  she looked at the woman and gave her a smile.  her eyes moved from the phone that was being handed to her and over to the woman in front of her.  she knew this woman, she had seen her on plenty of photos - models were incredibly beautiful and sources of envy.  however, she nodded slowly, "umm ...that's alright."  she shook her head and declined the offer, "i can dea--why do you have an extra phone in your purse just to give away?"

[anhthenme-blog]

unwrttxn‌:

rory whipped around as she felt the collision with the other girl.  her eyes widen as she saw the phone fly through the air and immediately, she tried to make a grab at it.  unfortunately, she wasn’t quick enough help the girl.  “oh my god, i am so sorry,” rory apologized to anh.  she continued to apologize and then offered, “that was my fault entirely and i would be more than happy to pay for a replacement screen.  i know there’s some places nearby that could help with that.”  rory’s mind had been in a bit of a haze recently.  between work, the new shift of power at work and sky …she found herself walking around in a zombie-state of mind.  she sighed, “i really am sorry.”

"oh, rory," anh said as she realized who the blonde she collided with was.  while anh was still angry, she peered over at rory and saw the worry on the girl's face.  "oh, the phone can wait," anh decided with a soft nod.  she looked at rory, "are you okay?  you look like you need a nice break from everything."  it was an assumption but rory was friends with parker (and billie like-liked parker), so anh couldn't help but worry about the blonde.  she sighed and said, "this is a little rude, but you look like a zombie right now."

[anhthenme-blog]

vntoinctte‌:

Today, Annie really should have stayed home, but she needed to check on the coffee shop. She had a habit of tiring herself out when she worried about something, which wasn’t good for her if her body was going to focus on trying to keep itself together. She sneezed and parts of her hand seemed to de-materialize before reconstituting itself. Distracted with trying to hide her hand, she didn’t realize just how close she was to Anh and the sound of something breaking came before she could stop herself from colliding with the teen. “Oh, fuck…” She gasped and felt immediate guilt. “I’m sorry, I really should have watched were I was going. Fuck… I-” She sneezed into her arm and quickly pulled it underneath her extra coat. “I can get you a new phone… if you promise not to tell Aurelia that I was here.”

anh looked up from where her phone had fallen and over to annie.  she blinked a few times realizing how rude it had been to snap her boss and then her face turned that shade of pink that she was so familiar with.  she covered her face with her hands and said, "no, it's fine.  i shouldn't have been on my phone.  sorry, annie."  she looked at annie and tilted her head to the side.  anh blinked a few moments and then asked, "why are you hiding from aurelia?"  she knew annie and aurelia were close but the teen was unsure of why this had to be kept from the director of altimira.

[anhthenme-blog]

all anh could do was stare.  her eyes started to widen with each second passing by and despite her shock, she tried her best to reach for her phone as it fell out of her hands.  the tips of her fingers touched the case of the phone, just barely as it toppled over and sailed through the air.  “noooo ...,” she said slowly.  anh swore she felt the whole world stop as her phone finally hit the ground and crack!!  broken.  the girl gasped, running toward where her phone was as she stared at the newly broken screen.  she grabbed it and pouted, “watch where you’re going next time!”  could she even afford to get the screen fixed?  how was she supposed to update the website on the go now?

[duketomas]

lana condor for cosmopolitan march 2019

[anhthenme-blog]

lunarcrescens‌:

She caught him by surprise.  Then again, it seemed like that was a constant occurrence now.

“Hey,” Charlie muttered softly as he relaxed his arms around her.  He kissed the top of her head and then rest his chin on it.  “You don’t look dumb, Anh,” he reassured her, “I never think you look dumb.  In fact, I think I’m pretty lucky that you actually like me this much.”  In truth, Charlie was surprised that someone could like him, even a little.  He found his person and he wasn’t going to let her go.  Nothing was going to ruin this.  He was going to make sure of that.

“Oh, shoot,” he said as he lifted an arm and reached for the flowers.  He held them out to give to her as he reassured her, “It’s a corny, cheesy Valentine’s day gift but I promise, the rest of today won’t be as cliched.  Well, okay a little bit, but I’ll try to make it as painless as possible.”  He let out a soft laugh at himself - it didn’t sound as believable as he intended it to.

“So, all that’s left now is one question,” Charlie said as he looked down at Anh with the most serious expression he could muster.  “Are you ready to go on a Valentine’s day excursion that will blow you away?”  He ended up laughing, “I’m kidding, but I do want you to have fun.”

it was ridiculously unfair how good looking charlie was.  in fact, if anh was being honest, she swore he had a different look to him.  not that she was complaining.  she really enjoyed that pout he had.

“of course, i like you!” anh said, surprised that he would ever think otherwise.  she shook her head at him, nuzzling a little closer to him as she did.  “you’re my hero,” anh reminded him, “i’m always going to like you.”  probably even more than just like.  anh wasn’t sure.  what she did know was that despite how little her dating streak was, she knew that she really enjoyed spending time with charlie.  even if it wasn’t overly planned or on big holidays.  she wanted to know so much about it.  he would tell her things, but anh always felt like she hadn’t gotten the full picture of who charlie really was.

“hm?” anh said as she stepped away from charlie.  her smiled widen as she took the flowers from him.  immediately, she leaned into smell them.  flowers were always so heavenly.  “i appreciate the cheesy and the corny,” anh said, “thank you, charlie.”  anh decided that she was probably going to spend the entire day smiling at him.  even if it was cliched.

“honestly,” she said, “as long as it’s with you, i’m ready for anything.”

[lunarcrescens]

Charlie sent the arrival text to Anh a few seconds ago.  He leaned on the hood of the car he had rented with flowers settled down beside him.  At the moment, he tried to think of something to say to her to set the tone, but he had never been good at coming up with things that didn’t sound cheesy, especially when it came to Anh.  He reached into his pocket and fiddled around with an old receipt;  he folded it and unfolded it, creasing it as he tried to calm himself down.  It was his first year with an actual Valentine.  A really cute, adorable Valentine that made his heart beat a million times faster;  a Valentine that made him want to become the hero that she thought he was.

“Wow …,” was the only thing Charlie could say he looked up from where he was and over to the top of her porch steps.  “Wow,” he repeated as he was taken aback by her entirety.  He was definitely a lucky son of a gun. // @anhthenme

[anhthenme-blog]

anh stood in front of her mirror.  her eyes scanned her reflection, pinpointing and picking on every possible flaw that she had.  at the moment, she felt like that was everything.  the girl closed her eyes, hoping the feeling of inadequance would leave her even for just a few seconds.  it didn't last long.  the notification her phone burst her silence.

he was already here.

anh grabbed her jacket and slid into it as she hurried around.  she threw her phone into her purse, then slung it on over her shoulder as she dashed out of her room.  "mom," anh said as she ran past her mom's room.  she stopped and collected herself as she opened the door, "i'm going out.  i'll be back home later.  i'll text you."  anh kept it very short so her mother couldn't get into one of her very long warning lectures.  anh ended it by quickly saying her final good-byes in vietnamese as she ran down the hall to the door.  before she reached the door, she stepped into her shoes.  as her hand went on the door knob, she sighed and took a breath to calm herself down.

anh almost cried when she saw him.  from happiness, of course.  her eyes watered as she saw him and the flowers - anh had never been good at keeping her emotions at bay.  she ran over to him - tripped over to him, to be exact - and jumped into a hug.  "sorry," she muttered, "i know, i look dumb right now but i'm just happy right now."

[sterling-whitley-v]

To the surprise of many, Sterling was aware of how some things could come across. Things like showing up in a Beamer to his new job and automatically earning himself a certain stereotype. He was fairly certain he had earned that stereotype already, and he couldn’t say what exactly had caused that. He wasn’t always aware of everything. But, he had been making it a point to bike to work instead of drive, since it wasn’t far and he had a nice bike anyway. Well, he’d bought one specifically for this purpose, but that was beside the point. It had been invigorating so far, and he was think he was going to try to make a habit of it. 

Until someone stepped into the bike lane and with a car on the street beside him, Sterling had no choice but to half step off the bike, bringing it to a skidding halt and nearly falling over in the process. But he made it, stopping just as he reached to the person who, accidentally or not, had stepped into the small lane. “I don’t mean to be rude, but you’re going to get hurt if you’re not more careful about where you’re walking.” 

[anhthenme-blog]

anh slowly walked on the side-walk to altimira academy.  the usual walk wasn't the most important thing on the teenager's mind - someone else occupied it as she looked at the ground.  valentine's day was coming up and anh hadn't even started to figure out what to do or get for him.  this was also the first valentine's day that she ever had an actual boyfr--the very word cause anh's cheeks to fill with color as she felt her mind start to go blank.  "oh my goodness," she muttered to herself as she continued walking.  she didn't realize how far she had walked until someone called out to her.  her eyes widened and she looked at him, then her feet and the back to the guy.  

"oh my god," anh muttered and apologized immediately, "i'm so sorry.  so sorry.  i just, i got preoccupied and i was heading over to altimira and i just ...i'm sorry."

[anhthenme-blog]

adinasokolsky‌:

the barista who appeared was so apologetic it made adina feel awkward—what for, exactly, she wasn’t sure. maybe it was just being witness to the anxiousness, proximity and empathy working together. she winced, a little, but stepped back and laughed quietly, brushing off the apology. “you’re right on time to rescue me, so that’s all that matters, isn’t it?” she asked, and waited for the order to be filled before she added. “i don’t think we’ve met yet, but, uh… i’m adina. i’m the baker here. i’m usually in the back, so you might not see too much of me.”

"yeah, but i still feel really bad," anh said apologetically as she turned to face the baker.  "there was this big old demonstration on my walk here from the campus," she said and shook her head, "they blocked so many of the routes.  it took forever to get here."  she smiled up at adina and said, "i'm anh.  i work part-time here, but it's a pleasure to meet you.  is it weird if i tell you i know you by your baking?  because, your baking is incredible.  hands down.  no lie."  anh smiled widely at the girl and then started to get flustered at how awkward she was.  she thumbed over to the coffee machine, "i should get that started."

[foxpenny]

adina was bent over refilling the front display with a fresh batch of almond croissants, when someone’s voice made her look up abruptly. she blinked through the glass at them before straightening. had they given her their order? she didn’t usually make drinks, but if it was something simple like water or tea she could handle it, if the other staff were busy, as they seemed to be. she didn’t particularly want to, though—she wanted to hide in the back with her ovens. “pardon me? I missed that, could you repeat it?” it would be… rude… to simply walk away, wouldn’t it? adina wasn’t hired for her customer service skills (thankfully) but annie would probably prefer she didn’t obviously offend people, in those rare moments when she happened to be out front.

[anhthenme-blog]

“sorry, sorry,” anh squeaked as she shuffled behind the counter, nearly tripping over herself.  she looked over to adina and then over to the customer apologetically - it seemed she stepped into their conversation.  her face squirmed with frustration and embarrassment.  she looked back and forth, then bowed?  what was she doing?  anh straightened herself up and said, “here, i can’t take  their order for you.”  she turned to face the customer and take care of them.  after the payment transaction completed and the customer went to wait, she turned to adina and apologized again.  “i got here later than i needed to, i’m so sorry.”

[addie-leroux-blog]

Valentine’s Day was one of those days that Addie had never felt any particular affinity for, even when she was in a relationship. Something didn’t sit right about all the chocolate and the attention and over-the-top love. She preferred the quiet, small moments. Having someone make a big stink over a Hallmark holiday didn’t seem like fun to her but others seemed to really get into the holiday. Passing one of the chocolate shops, she noticed a line out the door. Curiosity got the better of her and fifteen minutes later, she was inside, scoping out the options. Accidentally bumping into someone near her, she reached out and patted their shoulder, “sorry. I can’t believe I even ended up in here…I’m not a big fan of Valentine’s Day…doing some shopping for someone or for yourself?” She was definitely looking for a pick me up for herself, and possibly Cass if she could find something her friend really enjoyed.

[anhthenme-blog]

anh wasn’t sure what to buy.  she’d been standing in the same place, staring at everything that was on display and yet, she still hadn’t figured out what to buy.  she held her breath for a second before she let out a long sigh.  when she overheard someone talking to her, she blinked herself out of the stance she was in.  she looked over to the woman who patted her shoulder and blinked with surprise.  “oh,” anh said, suddenly getting flustered at the situation, “i haven’t ...it’s my first valentine’s day with a boyfriend ...,” anh couldn’t hide the smile on her lips when she said that.  she shook her head and looked over to the woman, “i’m really bad at picking gifts.”

[anhthenme-blog]

1stdvls‌:

There were exactly five times that Sting passed out since the start of 2019.  The first three were from fights that spanned more than a few days, the fourth one was because of an ingested poison but this most recent (and most embarrassing) one was because of lack of food.  Though the man normally rationed both his food and money well, this trip to Ceres Centropolis was far more perilous and more strenuous than he expect.  And …the other trips did not include him losing half his earnings during a poker game with a pair of cheating pirates.  The annoying memory echoed in his mind as he lay face down on the ground.

“… no,” Sting answered the question.  He pressed his eyes tightly, closing them as much as he could before he slowly opened them to see the worry that was displayed across the girl’s expression.  Through the rapid blinking, Sting remembered where he was and how bad this looked.  Rather than explaining the collapse, the man stood up.  He dusted his jeans off, picked up his bag and looked back over to the girl.  “I’m alright now,” he announced as he headed off in a distance away from the girl.  Unfortunately, despite his attempts at maintaining his composure, Sting felt himself lose his strength.  The further he walked, the hungrier he was - he swore he heard his stomach eating itself.  The man rest his arm against the wall and finally said, “No.  I am not alright anymore.” 

"no?!?" anh spat the word out as she jumped back, landing on her rear end.  she stared in surprise, he hadn't expected the man to move, let alone answer her question.  the teenager cleared her throat as she inched closer to the man but pulled back as he shot up.  she stared at him - what was going on?  was this real life?  "oh, you're okay now?" anh managed to ask him.  the uncertainty in her voice was obvious.  she pressed her palms against the ground and pushed herself up.  if he was fine, then everything was okay, right?  there were a million questions that she could ask but he was headed away already.  anh tried to collect herself and move forward with the rest of her day ..."oh my god," anh said as she looked over to him leaning against the wall.  she couldn't just leave someone when she could do something.

"hey ...," anh began as she reached into her backpack.  slowly, she unzipped the bag.  her hands rummaged around the bag until she retrieve a brown paper bag.  "i packed a chicken salad sandwich for lunch.  um, you can have it? i think you need it a little more than i do," she offered with a smile.

[1stdvls-blog]

The city of Ceres Centropolis had been one that Sting had not frequented during his travels.  The congregation of powers in the city confirmed that his presence was better suited elsewhere;  this city has been full of those who donned the capes of heroism and the masks of justice, they should have been able to handle whatever came there.  Unfortunately, the dragon he called his mother had sent word for their gathering in the city.  Sting stumbled into the city, nearly dragged his feet as he entered the city limits.  The man’s eyes scanned the area, searched through the people and the buildings.  The further he went through the city, the more it became apparent to him:  he really should have eaten earlier.  Earlier, perhaps the day before or the day before that or even the day before that - he wasn’t sure, but he couldn’t remember the last time he ate.  “Excuse me …,” he called out to the nearest person, “I was wondering if you cou–” and he couldn’t finish his sentence as he felt his eyes grow heavy.  Suddenly, he felt the heaviness of the weight of his body as he hit the ground.

Sting:  0. Hunger:  1

[anhthenme-blog]

anh stared.

the nineteen year old stared and then slowly started to blink.  was this really happening?  did this actually happen?  she looked up and then down at the mountain of a man who had fallen.  then her gaze went right, then left and back down to the man.  there were people on the street, plenty of whom just ushered by and passed them without so much as a thought - she swore she heard them whispering that he was one of those homeless people that should be avoided.  unfortunately, and this only applied to anh, the girl could not and would not turn someone away who looked like they needed help.  this man passed out on the streets of ceres centropolis definitely needed help.

"excuse me," anh said quietly as she squatted down next to the man.  her hand reached out to him slowly and then she drew it away quietly.  her power worked with touch ...but he seemed like he needed help.  so, she put her hand on his shoulder and gently shook him.  "excuse me, sir," she said once more, "are you okay?"  anh bit her bottom lip as she tried to figure out what to do.  she knew what she couldn't do:  she couldn't pick him.  she could try but that would end awfully for both of them.  "please, please get up ...," she said.  maybe she should just call 911.

[anhthenme-blog]

billedhopes‌:

“You’re blushing,” Billie said as she pointed at Anh.  She scooted over to her and then poked her friend’s cheeks, “Blushing too much.  Like more than that time we tried wine coolers for the first time.”  The grin on Billie wasn’t one that she could even begin to hide.  She threw herself back on her bed, listening to Anh’s words before she immediately shot up.  She got up so quickly that she almost fell off the bed.  “Oh shit,” Billie said, grabbing the sides of her bed before she looked back over to Anh, “My best friend has a man?  MY BEST FRIEND HAS A MAN!!”  Billie always thought that Anh was amazing and that every guy would be even lucky to have her look at them.  However, it seemed that someone finally learned.  She lightly threw her pillow at Anh, “You bitch.  You didn’t tell me earlier.  Now, as punishment for deferring the truth, tell me everything.  Details.  All that.  Now, please.”

"well, of course, i'm blushing!" anh shrieked as she tried to grab the nearst pillow to cover her face from her friend's pokes.  rather, she grabbed the pillow and playfully tossed it over to billie.  "okay, okay," she said as she waved her hands in the air, "enough.  enough.  i can't--" and as billie shouted, anh covered her face up before flopping face forward on the bed.  she let out an embarrassed groan, staying there fo a few moments before she rolled over in the bed.  she got up and immediately started to fix the strands of hair that got ruffled up in her dramatics.  "i didn't get a chance to," anh said her defense as she looked over to billie.  she fluttered her eyes for a few moments before she said, "you were too busy making goo-goo eyes over at library boy, parker."  anh may have been teasing but she was genuinely excited for her best friend's romantic endeavor and would happily cheer her along the way.  "well ...i met him a few times," anh said as she laid back into the bed, "but he always saved me.  like, every time i was in trouble, he would just show up and save me.  like a hero."  she felt her cheeks burn before she said, "no, not like.  he is.  he's my hero."