SO NOBOSY ELSE IS FREAKING OUT OVER THE NEW PIANO SNIPPET FROM JORGE??? NO??? JUST ME IN THIS WORLD??? COOLCOOLCOOLCOOL
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SO NOBOSY ELSE IS FREAKING OUT OVER THE NEW PIANO SNIPPET FROM JORGE??? NO??? JUST ME IN THIS WORLD??? COOLCOOLCOOLCOOL
scrolling through the illumina tag on ao3 is like walking through a minefield except instead of mines its ship fics
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Valeria had regrouped with Mandi and night had fallen, water had overtaken the Arena. She wasn’t that surprised, as under careful examination, the item she’d gotten in the Bloodbath was a breathing device. As the Arena melted, she could also make out boats and, in the distance, what she thought were submarines. The ground beneath the melting snow and slush was revealed to be sandy, like an ocean bottom, and the temperature was hot.
She had discarded her snowsuit and was left in just the undergarment, which now that she thought of it and ran her fingers over the material was definitely similar to a swimsuit. She wished she were a stronger swimmer but she had taken swim lessons from a young age and she was decent enough at it.
After a bit of strategizing, they decided it’d be best for Valeria to go back to the Cornucopia now that it was dark. They needed supplies and weapons. So Valeria decided to take the breathing device for a spin, and she waded from the rocky shore into the water, then swam towards the Cornucopia.
The tech was actually very advanced, and while she’d thought she would need to swim all the way to the items as they were submerged, she found that they were actually surrounded by a large bubble of oxygen. Once she swam through the wall, she found herself in open air, and she fell a few feet to the ground, landing hard in the sand, letting out an oof and dropping the breathing device. Even still, though, as she gathered her bearings she found herself smiling; the Arena was beautiful. And she was here. Finally here.
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Christmas past midnight
the spurs pub in sacramento is actually hosting a watching party at 4:30am and honestly?? mega props to everyone going.
Is it senioritis or is it depression? Tune in at 3 to find out.
people keep asking for second parts to my stories even if they’re clearly labeled oneshots so fuck you im gonna write angst to end a fluffy one just to spite you
i can hear fucking birds chirping outside my window im f ucked its so late