#maline.txt

[fantrollhoard]

this is arguably my favorite quote from maline to date

[fantrollhoard]

am i tHe oNLy oNe wHo::: dOESNt gEt tHe ‘tAKe me hIVe; cOUNTRy rOADs’ mEMe:?

cAUSe i uh; aCTUALLy rEALLy lIKE tHAt sONg::: lIKe uNIRONICALLy:?

[fantrollhoard]

[ cerise belongs to @alienarmada ]

>What the fuck just happened. 

You really weren't completely sure yourself. 

All you currently knew was that Cerise was back in the area, for reasons you didn’t know.  You had hoped to never see her again, but it seemed as if fate had different ideas.

You ran into her during a brief walk through the woodsy area of your neighborhood, the same one you always took when there was too much on your mind. At first you weren’t sure it was even her until she walked closer to you. You were going to try to ignore her, but the fact that she was in your neck of the woods rubbed you the wrong way. You asked her what she was doing here, and why she wasn’t with Fyero, since the last time you checked the two were inseparable. She gave you a snide remark at the question, and while normally your impulse control was pretty decent, hearing her speak to you the way she did was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Before you could even think about what you were even doing you had charged at her, reeling back a fist fueled by all the frustrations and sheer hatred you had carried for her in your heart. She was the reason your life had gone to shit. The reason you lost everyone you had thought cared about you. The reason why you had been so uncomfortably alone for a sweep. She was the very troll that was, and you quote, better than you in every way. And you hated her with every fiber of your being.

Your fist collided with her torso, however, you had left yourself completely open for her counterattack. She grabbed you and quickly swung you around by the collar. Seconds later she hit you straight in the face with her cold, metal arm, sending you skidding backwards on the ground after a less than graceful fall. Broken nose and bleeding mouth aside, you opted for a verbal assault instead of getting yourself into a fight you were almost certain to lose.

To add insult to literal injury, she denied knowing you, Fyero, or anything about the situation she had put you through. 

How did she not remember? Forgetting a date or a name is one thing, but forgetting an entire ordeal was just something you couldn’t wrap your head around. Nothing about what she was saying to you made any sense.

So, you screamed at her, shouting out all the things you had wished you had told her forever ago. You told her she was a hive wrecking, good for nothing down right dirty piece of garbage, how what she was saying was utter bullshit, how she ruined your life, as well as some other things you honestly didn’t recall verbatim in the red haze of your repressed anger. While you were yelling, you hadn’t noticed she had slowly closed the distance between the two of you. You continued to scream, figuring if she was going to beat you to death you might as well give her all you all had to say.

She didn’t punch you again, but you had almost wished she had. She instead crouched down, grabbing your bloodied face with her hands and yanking you into a disgusting snog. Before you could protest this, she hopped back up as quickly as she had come down and gave yet another snide comment, and an ear grating au revoir with a promise to visit later. After she was done with whatever bullshit she was up too. 

>Welp

You currently sat in the same spot she had left you, simply trying to process the events that had transpired. It had felt nice to have your small piece of revenge, if you could really call what happened revenge. Regardless, it was a small weight off your shoulders, which was quickly replaced with a sinking confusion. Where was Fyero? Why didn’t she remember anything about him? What was she doing here? Millions of questions flooded your thinkpan as you sat in the grass. You had a sinking feeling life was about to get a lot more complicated…

[fantrollhoard]

[ Let Loose ]

>Get crunk?

Well, no not necessarily. 

You currently sat at the balls bar, quietly sipping on a mixed drink through a straw. Well, it wasn’t a straw, it was one of those tiny mixing sticks they put in the cups, but you were using it as a straw to avoid messing up your lipstick. You idly checked your phone every so often to give your social media a check or two, or three. Who checks their phone at the bar of the event of the season? You apparently.

At this point in time you were admittedly just a little bit tipsy. You had had a couple drinks as the evening progressed to keep your nerves in check. Allowing you to enjoy the night as well as you could without getting totally shitfaced and making a damn fool out of yourself. You had been spending most your time as a wallflower, watching other trolls dance, socialize, party, the norm for the event. 

You guess you were the odd one out here huh? Not that you really minded to terribly much. You hadn’t expected any attention from anyone here, so the occasional greeting and brief dance kept you on your toes.

You exhale in a sigh as you contemplate leaving for hive soon. The night seemed to drag on without much progress and you were honestly starting to get a little down on yourself. Not to mention a little bit self-conscious.

I guess seeing all the fancy pants trolls and their dates had gotten you just a little bitter, not that you’d admit that to anyone. Nope. Nuhuh. 

[fantrollhoard]

i fORGOt to bRINg in aLl my pLANTs bEFORe it gOt tOo cOLd aNd tHEy wILTEd B/:

gOOd gOINg me:

[fantrollhoard]

 my nOSe is sTILl fUCKIn bLEEDINg aNd i rUINEd oNe of my fAVORITe sHIRTs:

wHYs eVERYTHINg gOTTa sUCk so bAd:?

@ uNIVERSe cOULd yOu mAYBe cHILl wITh tHe bAd lUCk:? <B):