the joy & the laughter

emma utonium / bubbles. eighteen. bellum university.

[emma-utonium-blog]

text to: emma.

shade: hiiii

shade: are you at the centre today??

shade: got a drug test at two :(

emma: no but i can be!

emma: ok yes i will be there (: just asked professor if he needed some help with chores but i'm free to go!

emma: how are you feeling? you okay?

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"You need to put yourself first." / "Please, just trust me, just this once." / "I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!" / "Let’s get you to bed." / "I don’t know what to do any more." / "Thank you."

"You need to put yourself first."

Emma stared up at him, fighting her frustration down. How could she explain this to him? Would he ever understand, would he ever even try? “I do,” she said carefully, picking her words with great care. “I do put myself first. I like seeing the people I love happy, that makes me happy. And that doesn’t make me good,” she added quickly, knowing how people saw her: sacrificial, generous, kind — but she had her own flaws, flaws that haunted her and made her want to hide, too. “I just... don’t know how to explain it. But I wish you would understand and stop making me feel like I don’t measure up because of how I feel. Like I’m still a child.” She stared down at her hands as she picked at her nails self-consciously, feeling small and unsure.

"Please, just trust me, just this once." 

“Stop,” Emma shook her head stubbornly, as if that would get the pleading chord in his voice out of her head, as if that would harden her heart against the look in his eye that made her feel needed and wanted. “I’ve always trusted you, but this is too much! I hate watching you do this over and over. I hate it when you go out and fight, I hate it, I hate how it makes me feel... I can take away your pain but I can’t take away death, and neither can Ryo, and I just...” She took a deep, shaky breath. Stepping forward, she hesitantly reached for his hand, wondering if he would pull it away before she could take it. “It’s not only you who’s being beat up... it hurts me, too.”

"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!" 

“Well, it’s the truth!” Emma shot back, the sting of her lie burning her lips as she told it. Of course walking into a door wouldn’t give her such a black eye; even she wasn’t so clumsy. But she couldn’t find the courage to tell Darius she had been out alone at a party no one had been interested in attending with her. So Emma, foolishly believing that her powers somehow made her invincible, had gone — but any drunk college girl could get into trouble. He would call her stupid, naive, mock her... and she didn’t know how to accept anything but love; negativity hurt her tender feelings too easily. Her best option was to lie, even if Darius knew she was lying. “I just hit it at the wrong angle or something,” she said miserably, reaching for an ice pack to hold over the bruise. “Can we just stop talking about it? I’m not in the mood.”

That, at least, was true.

"Let’s get you to bed." 

“But why?” She could hear her words slurring together, and she could see her vision becoming slow and blurry at the corners; but she was sober, she was totally sober. “You trying to sleep with me, Darius?” A sort of chortling sound burst from her, more bark than laughter, and she looped her arms around his waist and squeezed him tight. “Thanks, Darius, but I think Buttercup would be soooo mad at me if we had sex. Plus,” she looked up at him with a secretive smile, “I’m a virgin, and I really think I should be sober for my first time. Don’t you think?” Her head suddenly feeling heavy, she tilted it to one side and looked quizzically up at him. “Are you a virgin? I mean, I sort of assume everyone is a virgin until I find out otherwise but I don’t think you would be. You look like you’ve fucked.” Emma burst into giggles at her own profanity while untangling herself from Darius, already turning to skip away. “Anyway, I’m going to get another drink, I think. And don’t try to stop me, or I’ll fight you! I’ll use my waterbending to lock you up, Elsa-style.”

"I don’t know what to do any more." 

It was the first she’d ever heard his voice like this. Her expression softened and Emma scooted closer beside him until their shoulders touched. “You’ll do what you always do,” she said, “You’ll get back up and keep fighting. That sounds like you, doesn’t it?” She offered him a smile, hoping that it didn’t fall short, and laced her fingers through his with confidence. “It’s okay. Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone has those days...” Her pathetic attempt at humor fell flat even to her own ears. “And she’ll forgive you, and you will figure it out. And I’ll help you.” Emma kissed his shoulder, wanting nothing more than to guide his head to her lap and play with his hair until he fell asleep. “She’ll see. She’ll see that you mean it.”

"Thank you."

The words were so foreign coming from Darius’s lips that it took a moment before Emma quite registered his gratitude. She tried to hide her elation with a hand to her mouth, but there was no covering the wide comical eyes, the bright grin that could split her face in half if she wasn’t fighting to keep her cool. “You’re welcome,” she said breathlessly as she stifled her laughter. Darius was thanking her. She wasn’t quite sure why — she hadn’t done anything so deserving of his rare thanks. But he had given it, and in a few minutes, Emma would be touched and honored and emotional. Right now, though, she was giddy with a sense of wonder and shock, and so fond of Darius that she could melt. “So I guess you like me after all, huh?” she teased, winking offhandedly at him. “I knew it would happen eventually! Yay!”

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✆ ⁇ ✘ # @ & ツ

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. 

[text → niamh niamh] G’MORNING![text → niamh niamh] soooo wondering... is ada awake?[text → niamh niamh] she borrowed my favorite earrings and i need it back!![text → niamh niamh] sorry for texting you so early :( i’m desperate! i’ll make it up to you though with croissants or something!

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[text → niamh niamh] YouRE SO CUTE[text → niamh niamh] i feefl like we could be fbest friends but lik i get why we arn t too[text → niamh niamh] sohrry milie hates hme :([text → niamh niamh] but i dofh like millie and ilikte you too![text → niamh niamh] wslo id your brother single

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[text → niamh niamh] sometimes i wish you would just stand up for yourself[text → niamh niamh] it makes me so mad to see millie push you around! you deserve better okay! and i mean i barely even KNOW you and i think that so just![text → niamh niamh] give it to her straight! okay!

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[text → niamh niamh] so just letting you know... THERE’S A NEW BAKERY IN TOWN AND THEY SELL THE BEST MACAROONS OK SPREAD THE WORD

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[text → niamh niamh] so what do i do if darius and millie are sort of having a thing[text → niamh niamh] because she hates me and idk why i’m coming to you with this but i mean!! we’re still friendly despite it right? but then... we’re not really CLOSE[text → niamh niamh] and i’m just like, what if this happens with darius and it gets weird or what if he starts to hate me and idk[text → niamh niamh] what do you think? you know millie better than i do yknow

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[text → niamh niamh] you’re so cute and beautiful and just so NICE!!! the world needs more people like you, you know? ugh[text → niamh niamh] and don’t let buttercup get you down, she’s just mad because you can kick ass too and she needs to learn to share[text → niamh niamh] don’t tell her i said that hehe

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[text → niamh niamh] SO REMEMBER THE TIME WE TALKED ABOUT VOLUNTEERING TOGETHER...[text → niamh niamh] THERE IS A HUGE BENEFIT CONCERT AND THEY NEED PEOPLE WORKING BACKSTAGE AND HELLO WE GET TO MEET THE BAND MEMBERS AND[text → niamh niamh] YOU WERE JUST THE FIRST PERSON I THOUGHT OF LET’S DO IT!!!

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SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION

"I don’t think I ever loved you."

"You never loved me."

"You’re not being fair."

"This is the right thing to do, and you know it."

"There’s nothing you can do about it now."

"I just wanted to be your first pick…"

"Did I ever matter?"

"You weren’t meant to get involved."

"Get a grip of yourself."

"I can’t stand to look at you."

"Get out of my sight."

"How dare you talk to me like that!?"

"You make me sick."

"You need to put yourself first."

"I won’t let you give up."

"Why won’t you believe me?"

"Please, just trust me, just this once."

"Woah, when did you get that?"

"Who did this to you?"

"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"

"You’re saying this was an accident?"

"What a shiner!"

"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."

"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"

"Does it hurt when I touch it?"

"Let me kiss it better."

"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."

"Another fight?"

"What happened to your face?"

"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"

"Let’s get you to bed."

"Let’s get you to the hospital."

"Why are you so calm about this?"

"You’re bleeding!"

"What are friends for, ey?"

"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"

"You need to look where you’re going."

"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."

"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"

"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"

"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."

"You’re the clumsiest person I know."

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

"How could you be so careless?"

"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"

"H-how many of them were there?"

"I cheated on you."

"I saw you! I saw you with her/him!"

"How could you do this to me?"

"I thought we were okay…"

"We could have had it all…"

"You ruined me."

"You fucked my sister/brother? Well it’s only fair I guess… I mean I did fuck your mum/dad while we were together, so we’re even now."

"I don’t love you any more."

"You never loved me."

"I gave you the best years of my life."

"I only loved you to get into the will…"

"I don’t know what to do any more."

"I can’t keep letting you hurt me."

"I can’t keep hurting you."

"It’s not your baby…"

"Well guess what? I faked every orgasm!"

"I know it’s not my baby."

"I trusted me."

"I still love you."

"I… I’m just disappointed in you."

"I was always second place- I never really mattered did I?"

"Did I even mean anything to you?"

"I just want to know that what we had was real, even if it was so short."

"You can’t just leave me like this…"

"I’m leaving for good."

"I’m never coming back."

"I don’t want to see you ever again."

"I’m really glad I met you."

"I’m so proud of you!"

"I just want to make you proud."

"Never a dull day with you!"

"I just want to make you happy, always."

"You make me so happy."

"I don’t know what I’d do without you."

"Thank you so much for being there for me."

"Thank you for caring so much."

"Thank you for giving up so much of your time."

"Thank you."

"You’ve given me a new lease of life."

"I count my blessings every day I’m with you."

"You’re so special to me, you know that right?"

"Do you know how much you mean to me?"

"I can’t imagine life without you."

[emma-utonium-blog]

shadeguerra:

He holds her up with his arms hooked under her knees, his steps even larger than before. They’re still fairly close to the rehab center and Shade would hate it if they were to get caught right now. When Emma starts to sing, he can’t help but laugh. It’s not a fond laughter, however, more one with some irritation lying beneath. He hoists her up slightly higher and makes a turn, walking through a dark alleyway.

“I don’t sing,” he comments, looking over his shoulder at her with a frown. “And neither do you, Em.” There’s only so much of her optimism that he can take. Usually it’s not that irritating, but the thing is — Shade has a burning hatred for musicals. Even hearing people speak about them boils his blood, let alone to actually be thrown into one. “Please don’t sing.”

She mistakes his laughter for genuine mirth, until he speaks with some darker current to his voice. Her smile, suddenly heavy with regret, falls off her mouth and she presses her lips against the back of his shoulder so she doesn’t do anything else that will upset him. “Sorry,” she says into his shirt, her apology muffled. She doesn’t like making anyone upset, but Shade — Shade, who she doesn’t see as much as she would like to, especially so. 

She wants to squeeze his shoulder, lean her head against him, something to see if he’s angry with her for singing, but being on his back severely limits her options. So instead, Emma holds on tighter as he walks them forward, trying to be quiet, biting her lip so that she doesn’t sing and make him angry again. Maybe looking at him would help, seeing his face and his eyes for assurance that he doesn’t hate her — so without really caring about the answer, hoping that he will turn his face towards her, Emma asks, “Where are we going?”

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kalifatale:

She sighed, having the feeling that Emma was the type of girl to take a mile when you gave an inch. Kali was sure the small allowance she had made for the blonde was going to come back and bite her in the ass one day. She stared at Emma – thinking her answers over, but mostly trying to figure the girl out. Kali just couldn’t wrap her head around someone like Emma. She had been almost completely certain that they were only found in fairy tales. “Yeah, I like sports. I like being physical…always have. Oh, and manicures too. Movies I’m not particularly picky with,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders. She can see Emma deflating slightly; notices the way her brows furrow together as she tries to understand Kali’s words and that just confirms what she thinks of the girl. She doesn’t know anything about how dark human nature can be – how not everyone rises above the pull of that needy, selfish, hungry little voice in their heads and how easy it is to be bad when being good is so damn hard. “Not everyone’s made like you – Most people fall to their weaknesses pretty easily.” Hate wasn’t pretty – it was twisted and ugly – but it was so, so simple. It didn’t take very much effort to allow the bad feelings to swallow you up. Kali knew more than enough about that.

Kali clicked her tongue at the thought of her and her boys being close… she supposed that was a good word for it. They’d reached the point where they were very much in sync on a mission, the knew each other’s quirks – accepted them more or less – and Kali knew she would die for them. That’s the closest she’d been to anyone since she was a little girl. “What are they like?” she echoed in disbelief of her question. “Gus is a spoiled brat, but he’s the smartest guy you will ever know. And I mean that – smarter than your sister even if she might not want to believe it. Because he’s not just book smart, he’s street smart and one way or another, he’s going to be the one that knows the thing that keeps you alive.” Kali knows that she sounds like she’s bragging, but she can’t help the pride in her voice. Gus is special. “Shade … “ she trailed off, trying to find the right words to describe him, her tongue peaking out of the side of her mouth as she focused. “He’s annoying as all fuck,” she laughed, “He’s stubborn and argumentative and won’t listen to you half of the time. He’s off in his own world a lot. He’s annoyingly sexy. But … I trust him. He’s been through some shit … a lot of shit. Him and I … we get each other. S’probably why we argue so much … we’re very similar. But I know that he’s got my back. It was just me and him for a while before Gus showed up at Sarac…” Kali trailed off and blinked, suddenly startled by how much she had divulged. “What the fuck was that?” she asked, almost genuinely alarmed. “Fuck, do they teach you superhero types how to do that? How to get villains monologuing?

“You like sports?” Emma said, trying to think of a sport the two could play together. “Hmm... what’s your favorite? We should get a couple of people and play together! Since we have the whole project thing going on.” But in truth, Emma would rather have Kali to herself before sharing her with others. This was her first experience living with someone outside of her family, and wasn’t it everyone’s dream to have a roommate become a best friend? Professor had gently told her that sometimes, such dreams did not work out — but Emma didn’t see why not. She didn’t know much about Kali, to be sure, only that she was beautiful and that perhaps she had seen too much of the shadows to accept the light... but that was hardly a good reason to stop trying. “I fall to my weaknesses pretty easily,” Emma insisted. Was it so easy to assume she was different, that she was so different from everyone? She was kind, to be sure; but she was still, in the end, human. “I just... get up every time, you know?” She offered a slightly hesitant smile, not sure if she could even communicate the lens through which she viewed the world. “I have flaws and all, but I’m not just my flaws. I think I have good points, too. And you too! I mean, I don’t really know you yet,” she admitted, “but you’re still a person, with good parts and bad parts.”

It was difficult not to respond badly at the idea of Gus being smarter than her sister, if only because Emma was so used to Ada being the epitome of intelligence, the shiniest mind she’d ever known. A part of her wanted to insist childishly that no, my sister is the smartest, don’t talk like that about my sister, but Emma wanted to be Kali’s friend more than she wanted to defend her sister. She nodded as if she understood, and sharpened her ears when Shade’s name was mentioned. Because she knew him. Because for so long, he had felt like hers, because no one else had known him the way she did — but Kali did. It was strange to hear him being described as annoying, and even stranger to hear him as sexy (was he? She’d never really noticed, she had focused on other things...). Despite herself, despite the secrecy she’d promised, Emma found herself smiling fondly at the way Kali described him. Stubborn Shade, off in his own world, strong and kind... and closer to Kali than Emma had expected. She was glad, that she had him, and gladder still that he had her. She felt comfort knowing that Shade wasn’t alone in the world.

Emma was just as startled as Kali, albeit for different reasons; Kali’s reaction was so intense and unexpected that she jumped slightly, putting a hand to her heart out of instinct. “Oh, you scared me!” she laughed, only a tinge of nervousness to her giggle. She shrugged it off with a physical raise and drop of her shoulders. “No, I think that’s just me. Buttercup, at least, didn’t get the lesson if they did teach ‘us superhero types’ that. But I do like hearing about your friends, I think that the people we love say a lot about us.”

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Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[text → sammy 🤖] so i’ve never asked this and i’m sorry if it’s too personal[text → sammy 🤖] but why IS micah in the hospital?[text → sammy 🤖] i mean i guess i could ask at the hospital and find his file or something since i’ve been there for so long that they trust me[text → sammy 🤖] but i think i would rather hear it from you.

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[text → sammy 🤖] so micah asked me to be his girlfriend today[text → sammy 🤖] YOU ARE TALKING TO YOUR FUTURE SISTER IN LAW MISTER!! WHEEEE[text → sammy 🤖] (:

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[unsent text → sammy 🤖] sometimes when you’re sleeping i just watch you because you look so peaceful and like you’ve never been hurt in your life so it’s just so nice to see and it’s really nice and it’s the best start to my day

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[text → sammy 🤖] i wanT TO KI SS SONEONE[text → sammy 🤖] BUT EVY ERONE IS TOO TAL TO KISS!!!K!!J!![text → sammy 🤖] have i egver told yu i am a LIP VIRGIN???[text → sammy 🤖] SUPRIIIIIIIIISE

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[text → sammy 🤖] i woke up and you were gone. [text → sammy 🤖] where are you? are you okay?

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[text → sammy 🤖] i think that from the very first time i met you i knew you were going to be one of my favorite people in the world[text → sammy 🤖] you’re just? i don’t know really honest and simple and lovable[text → sammy 🤖] and micah is so lucky to have you[text → sammy 🤖] and i’m lucky to have you too (:

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[text → sammy 🤖] sorry if i was weird to you this morning[text → sammy 🤖] i had a… kind of weird dream about you and it made me a little nervous around you[text → sammy 🤖] you were[text → sammy 🤖] in my dream you[text → sammy 🤖] it was a sex dream.

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[text → sammy 🤖] so are you coming over? should i stay up for you?![text → sammy 🤖] or can i start watching tangled without you hehe

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[text → ryoli poli] i had a dream you turned into a giant crab but you were SO NICE so i just rode you like a horse and you pinched all the bad people in the world so that everything was a nice place to be[text → ryoli poli] it was cute i guess but crabs are still a little scary so let’s try to avoid that in the future

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[unsent text → ryoli poli] i wish i could tell buttercup and ada about you and how awesome you are and how you aren’t who they think you are but i don’t know how to do that without telling them we’ve been friends for so long and i hate hiding you from people it feels wrong, like i’m ashamed of you?

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[text → ryoli poli] THE SKY IS AWAKE SO I’M AWAKE SO WE HAVE TO PLAY[text → ryoli poli] do you wanna build a snowman[text → ryoli poli] hehe just kidding it’s too warm for that. but do you want to do something because i can’t sleep![text → ryoli poli] I’M COMING OVER AND WAKING YOU UP IF I HAVE TO

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[text → ryoli poli] sometimes i’m like WOW WHAT IF I NEVER MET RYO because you have seriously changed my life in some ways and i love you a lot you’re one of my best friends and i feel less alone when i’m with you

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[text → ryoli poli] i’m sorry if i ever hurt you in one of our battles. i know i have and i feel terrible knowing that it was you.[text → ryoli poli] i’m also sorry for not saying it before either. i would never hurt you, you know that right?

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kalifatale:

She blinked her eyes slowly at the blonde’s seemingly never-ending enthusiasm. Her brows rose at the suggestion of princess onesies that really took her aback. Kali just couldn’t wrap her head around Emma as a person. Could someone this bubbly and chipper be genuine? Amazed at how much the younger girl could say in one breath, Kali paused for a moment to make sure she was actually done and not just taking a more than needed breath. “I … guess? We could? I mean, we’ll be sharing a room so we might as well do something with that time, right?” she said, surprising herself at her response. She hadn’t expected herself to accept, but it made sense. Emma was her roommate and there was only so much hiding from her that Kali could do before she needed to get used to sharing a room. “Hate is easy. Compassion is hard,” she shrugged. Kali licked her lips and shrugged her shoulders. It wasn’t that she didn’t have an opinion on her boys – they were her boys for crying out loud – she’d just never shared that opinion with anyone. “Gus and Shade … they’re … “ her brow furrowed together in concentration as she searched her vocabulary for a word that would probably describe the relationships she had with both boys. “They’re all I have. If there’s anyone in this world who gives two shits about me, I’d place my bets on those two knuckleheads.”

Emma was naive, certainly, but she wasn’t blind — Kali was, without a doubt, a different sort of girl entirely. A harsher sort of steel, cut from barbed wire and shielded eyes — but still, a person, and a person worth getting to know; especially if she was her roommate. A wide grin flooded her expression at Kali’s tentative agreement, so grateful was Emma for that small kindness. “Yay! And then next, we can do what you want. What movies do you like? Or do you want to pain nails? Or, I don’t know, do you like sports?!” She nodded encouragingly with each question, her eyes wide and eager and supportive. Emma wanted to know Kali, wanted to find a lifelong friend in Kali, wanted to call Kali more than just a roommate. It was every girl’s dream, wasn’t it, to live with her best friend? "I don’t know about that,” Emma said slowly, her lips falling to a slight frown as she considered Kali’s words. Was hate so easy, when it exhausted every muscle in the body and kept you from moving forward? Hate tied you to the past, but compassion — compassion made way for the future. “It sounds like the three of you are all really close.” Emma fiddled with her fingernails, wondering if it was obvious to Kali — that she knew Shade, that she cared about Shade, that she had been seeing Shade regularly for years now. It was supposed to be a secret, but secrets had never come easily to Emma, especially when it came to her love for her friends. “What are they like? They must be special, if they’re your friends.”

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niamhdarcy:

Niamh’s eyes widen, lips gaping slightly before an unrestrained laugh slips through her lips. “At least now you know what to avoid and how to avoid it.” She could vividly visualize how Emma would have reacted; Imagining that it would be similar to how she would have if she were in the situation– cheeks red, an uneasy smile and a genuine interest. “Tell me again how that specific conversation reminds you of your love for volunteering?” Though she loved the company of older people, something about hospitals had always made her feel uneasy. Too many of the girls she’d known growing up had their dreams crushed within those white walls. “I would love to,” the words slip through her lips before she has time to register them. They sound insincere to her ears and she hopes that Emma doesn’t notice. “There shouldn’t be a problem with it– but what would we do exactly?”

A shudder runs through Emma like a current, and she makes a face at the idea of vagina problems. “Yuck! I don’t know how people talk about that like it’s nothing. I guess when you’re old, you don’t care?” But of course, Emma does — she cares more than she likes to admit. It makes her feel small, like a child, to be so squeamish and uncomfortable with such unorthodox conversation topics, but the thought of it makes her cringe and blush uncomfortably. “Okay, well that wasn’t the conversation that made me grateful to volunteer, but lots of ones like it... maybe a little less gross though!” She laughs, shrugging her shoulders freely. “I don’t know, they’re just really funny, you know?” Her eyes light up with a new excitement when Niamh expresses interest in joining her, and before she can help herself, Emma claps her hands with joy. “Yay! We can do whatever you want. It’s just helping out in whatever way you want, or can! Oh, it will be so much fun doing it with you!”

[emma-utonium-blog]

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[text → DARE-ius] buttercup just told me. are you okay?[text → DARE-ius] can i come over? will you get mad at me if i do? i have ice and snacks and my powers and hugs and[text → DARE-ius] i can’t believe you were so STUPID again to get yourself beat up and i’m[text → DARE-ius] i’m so sorry i know you hate it when i worry about you but i do and buttercup sounded nervous and that makes ME nervous because buttercup is fearless and i think she’s afraid so[text → DARE-ius] i’m coming over.

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[text → DARE-ius] i want you to know that you don’t see HALF of who you are[text → DARE-ius] you’re just so much more than what you think and it just AMAZES me that you DON’T think you’re kind, or smart, or any of that[text → DARE-ius] i love you okay and i think. you have so much to give, and you just don’t know it yet (:

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[text → DARE-ius] so question.[text → DARE-ius] do you have a crush on buttercup? would you date her?[text → DARE-ius] i can’t picture it but you guys ARE close[text → DARE-ius] i don’t know how i’d feel about you dating my sister... let me think about it for a few days before i let you know what i think.

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[text → DARE-ius] why do you keep trying to push me away?[text → DARE-ius] why won’t you just... let me be your friend? that’s all i want[text → DARE-ius] i never asked you for more than that... is that so hard...

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[text → DARE-ius] I CAN’T SLEEP I HAD TOO MUCH COFFEE!!![text → DARE-ius] WATCHA DOIN[text → DARE-ius] WANNA WATCH FROZEN!!!!!!!!!

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[text → DARE-ius] OMG.[text → DARE-ius] I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA.[text → DARE-ius] outdoor ice skating. you. me. HOT CHOCOLATE. SKATING. COOL TRICKS.[text → DARE-ius] (: please?

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✉✘#@$

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[unsent text → augustus windsor] you know, you’re actually the first person i really dislike this way which is so interesting! i don’t know what makes YOU so special but i guess in some weird way you are since i don’t dislike most people.

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[text → augustus windsor] LEAVE ADA ALONE!!![text → augustus windsor] and stop glaring at me when you come into my room, it’s still MY room

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[text → augustus windsor] kali just said she hates you and i want you to know[text → augustus windsor] that i told her i understand.[text → augustus windsor] (:

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[text → augustus windsor] kali hasn’t come home in days and idk what to do[text → augustus windsor] i sent her texts and calls and even EMAILS and she just isn’t replying and i’m[text → augustus windsor] i’m freaking out please help[text → augustus windsor] for her not for me [text → augustus windsor] please ):

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[text → augustus windsor] i don’t know why you let him talk to you like that. if i were YOU, i would punch him until he cries for just LOOKING at you[text → augustus windsor] oopsie. wrong person.

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✉, ø, #, @, %, ♀, $

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[unsent text → ada bear] i miss him so much. how did you get past it? how did you forget?[unsent text → ada beara] i want to forget so much it hurts. even when i don’t want it to, it’s always there and i miss feeling whole but it’s not the same without him[unsent text → ada bear] i mean, his phone number isn’t even in my phone because he’s not alive and he’s just gone and

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[text → ada bear] kali locked me out of the room... #sexiled[text → ada bear] sleepover? for old time’s sake? (:

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[text → ada bear] ben and jerrys has vegan ice cream now so obviously we have to go. like right now.[text → ada bear] like, i’m at your door right now right now.

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[text → ada bear] have you had your first kiss ada??[text → ada bear] no, seriously, HAVE YOU?[text → ada bear] i feel like if you did, you wouldn’t tell me but i mean i’m your sister not your CHILD so you can tell me these thigns SO DID YOU HAVE YOUR FIRST KISS

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[text → ada bear] professor is on a date right now, i think. and i’m just really sad.[text → ada bear] is it selfish of me to wish he would stay single forever?[text → ada bear] it is, right? professor deserves all the happiness in the world but i still can’t shake this feeling of it not being right

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[text → ada bear] DON’T TELL ADA she would KILL ME if she found out i was doing this[text → ada bear] THIS = PROCRASTINATING AND CHOOSING TO GET FOOD INSTEAD OF STUDY... don’t worry[text → ada bear] phew that was a close one but i got out of it! #smooth[text → ada bear] DANG IT!!![text → ada bear] just pretend this neeeeeever happened (: the less you know the better...[text → ada bear] HEHE. JK. NOTHING DANGEROUS NOTHING SHADY! [text → ada bear] <3 <3 <3

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✉, ⁇, @, %, ツ

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[unsent text→ kali flower] we’re so different but it’s like our hearts are tied to the same people and i’m not sure if that says more about me or if it says more about you???

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[text → kali flower] W ATS OUTR ROOM NUMBWR AGAIN?????[text → kali flower] I THIMK I M LOST

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[text → kali flower] um someone is in our room and it is DEFINITELY not you because i don’t think you would leave the bathroom door open??[text → kali flower] also you don’t pee standing up[text → kali flower] RAPIST!?!?!?!?[text → kali flower] SHOULD I CALL THE POLICE[text → kali flower] wait im a superhero. i’ll kick his butt myself

[five minutes later text → kali flower] false alarm! it’s just caellum

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[text → kali flower] so. just curious.[text → kali flower] were you masturbating or were you just having a super vivid dream?[text → kali flower] (if that question is too personal or makes you uncomfortable i am really sorry! i love you and it’s totally natural and it’s okay! i don’t judge you at all! i love you! sorry! eek so many regrets already)

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[text → kali flower] I BOUGHT A CACTUS FOR US![text → kali flower] IT IS SO CUTE AND PRICKLY AND WONDERFUL[text → kali flower] WHAT SHOULD WE NAME HIM?[text → kali flower] i vote sunshine!

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✆ & ♀ @ ø

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[text → shadey boy] you better not forget we have a breakfast date today! i’m leaving for the bakery now and YOU BETTER BE THERE[text → shadey boy] <3

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[text → shadey boy] i was just thinking about you and how lucky i am to be your friend and i don’t think i say it enough so[text → shadey boy] you’re so much more than what other people see and sometimes i forget that not everyone sees the light in you like i do because to me it’s so obvious how wonderful you are <3[text → shadey boy] okay goodnight have sweet dreams (:

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[text → shadey boy] you scare me sometimes[text → shadey boy] NOT BECAUSE YOU’RE SCARY![text → shadey boy] because i don’t know why you keep me around and that makes me nervous because what if you leave and i’m left behind? you know?

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[text → shadey boy] i’m walking home from the library to my dorm and i think someone is following me?? i don’t know maybe i’m overreacting but if you don’t hear from me in like. thirty minutes you should maybe call jet or ada or kali[text → shadey boy] i don’t know if he’s following me and i can’t even see his face but professor has just told me SO many horror stories

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[text → shadey boy] i can’t sleep[text → shadey boy] are you sleeping? do you want to go and do something? you and me and the city

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shadeguerra:

Ever since meeting Emma, Shade has done a lot of new things. Talking about your feelings instead of hiding them is one of them, as is hand holding. It had never crossed his mind before that it might be an actual thing, but ever since Emma introduced him to it, he’s actually been a pretty big fan of it. It’s comfortable and nice. Plus, it helps when you need someone to come with you quickly. Although he likes it, that doesn’t mean he’s done it with anyone other than Emma, though.

When she complains about the length of his legs, Shade slows down to look at her. Half a second of staring at her and he already turns his back to her. “Come on, then,” he offers and reaches behind him, bending over a little. He takes her on his back for a piggy back ride, lifting her up as if she weights nothing. She really does weigh nothing, though. Now with Emma on his back, he continues to walk, even quicker than before.

Sometimes the way he looks at her makes Emma want to curve into herself again; she doesn’t know what he sees, doesn’t know what she even wants him to see. Those eyes have seen more than Emma can imagine, and Shade’s opinion means perhaps more to Emma than it should. She smiles apologetically up at him for being slow, but then he turns and bends and a laugh escapes her, bursting from her lips like a balloon. “Shade!” she squeals, clapping her hands in excitement, “I haven’t been given a piggyback in years.”

It’s with a flurry of giggles and a few noises of effort that Emma lifts herself onto his back, her arms looping around his neck and embracing him tightly. "You’re so tall,” she says in wonder. The world is different from this height, and she absentmindedly leans her cheek against his head. “A whole new world,” Emma begins singing quietly, unable to help herself. “Hey Shade,” she suddenly says, a thought occurring to her, “Do you sing?”

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kalifatale:

That’s …. a lot of Disney. Wow. I don’t think I’ve even seen all of those movies. I mean, I know of them, but I haven’t seen the movies for all of them. Never watched Sleeping Beauty. Doesn’t being so chipper all the time get exhausting? I – well, I guess. Why does it matter to you, anyway? What I think of them?

“What? Kali! We have to have a Disney marathon, oh my gosh, we can buy princess onesies and just sit and watch them all night and eat popcorn and candy and—,” Emma stopped to take a breath, her chest heaving a few times before she could continue. “And it will be so much fun! We can invite everyone, or it can just be us two. Whatever would be better for you.” She laughed at Kali’s question, shaking her head emphatically. “No, not at all. I actually wonder why people aren’t positive all the time; it seems more exhausting to be negative and hateful.” Emma shrugged, her tongue suddenly too thick to deliver an excuse for her curiosity of Kali’s feelings towards her friends — Shade, in particular. “Just wondering, I guess. I want to know about your friends, since I’m sure I’ll be seeing them more!”