#rita talks

[iskanderthebi]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A little treat for the Halsin fans <3

[ask-ritasteel]

rita: so, the two of us sat down to enjoy some delicious tea! it was wonderful!! we talked and it appeared to me at first that we were having so much fun! but, all of a sudden, mrs. strong started asking me all of these absurd questions! why does it smell like blood? does something feel off in here to you? is there something your not telling me? i don't know why it started but all of a sudden i began to feel a warmness growing in my cheeks! like when someone sees their crush in public! ooo! or, when you go somewhere and it's really hot! i'm sure it's nothing to be worried about!! although, my friend in front of me seemed very interested in it! <3

alessandra: Hey Rita, are you feeling alright? You're cheeks are glowing purple.

rita: i told her that this was totally normal!! nothing out of the ordinary here! this just usually happens when people who i haven't seen in a while come over! it's totally fine!! she's looks worried about me! i already told her it's normal! gosh, it sure is hot in here! i wonder if franny feels the same!! man, what did i eat? i don't feel so well either! well, whatever i ate, i'm sure it'll pass! franny said so! i don't want alessandra to be worried about me more than she has to! <3

[brinanick]

ah ah ah netflix! so funny! i gotta give you that! i almost believed you for a second! ah ah ah! now release the actual part 3 of caos! so we can all enjoy it!

[iinejs]

god i remember couple of years ago. game of thrones was probably 3 seasons down when i started watching the show. ned stark had just died and all of the starks seperated. i asked my sister who had already watched the latest episodes ‘in which episode do they reunite?’ and my sister was like ‘they never will’. my heart broke a little and I stopped watching the show because i couldn’t bear my favourite characters never meeting again. I started watching it again but then sansa got r**** and I stopped watching again because I couldn’t bear my favourite characters getting hurt. i picked it up again when jon and sansa reunited and I KNEW that this show is their story. it’s about the starks. and after all these years it feels so good to be in the winning side. i was right from stanning them and supporting them from the get-go and i just feel so validated.  

[veritas-radio]

BROADCASTED 9 JULY 1979. HOGSMEADE, SCOTLAND.

Hello, my love bugs. Did you miss me?

Yes, now that I’ve scooted away my annoying little insect co-workers from my nightly spot on the radio, the real fun can begin. That’s right, my darlings. It’s story time with your favorite social butterfly. You see, darlings, I’ve been chasing down a very special story just for you. As I grace the airwaves with my lovely voice, big things are happening. The presses are hot and bothered with my latest piece, but for you, my darlings, I’ll bring you this special snippet. 

As many of you know, I’ve been away for a small time. I’m sure all of you have missed me deeply, and I await your welcome back letters. My ‘disappearance’, as people are calling it, was a necessary evil to bring you this special scoop. I’ve been a busy bee, listeners. So listen up. 

We all know our charmingly uncharming Head of the Wizengamot, Duncan Churchill. This absolute cockroach has been the bane of our legal system for such a long time, I can’t even remember what life was before him. His most recent scandal is, of course, linked to the death of Evelyn Minchum, the horrifically dull and dreadfully dead wife of former Minister Harold Minchum. And yes, I know all of you are thinking-- but Rita, what does it matter? They caught her murderer, so who cares? To those of you little naysayers, I’ve got news for you. Big news. Life-changing, some might even say. 

Helene Nott was arrested on February 27th for the murder of Evelyn Minchum and Harold Minchum, and her trial was over in less than an hour. She apparently immediately confessed and allowed herself to be dragged off to Azkaban with remorse that, let’s face it, someone like her would never have. So what’s this little black widow got to do with anything? Why do we care about something that happened so long ago?

It’s simple as this, ladies and gentlebugs: the Wizengamot is failing. Since the war was officially announced-- something which I called, by the way, even though I was still in school. I know a good story when I sense one-- public opinion of the Ministry has absolutely plummeted. Harold Minchum’s predecessor-- or should I say pre-deceaser? Get it? Because he’s dead.-- Wentworth Peasegood was, as we all know, murdered way back in 1972 when I was just a small caterpillar waiting to become the beautiful news butterfly I am now. I’m not a day over twenty-five, listeners, I can promise you that. Anyway, Peasegood died and who took over? That’s right, one Mister Harold Minchum. Bada bing, bada boom, Duncan Churchill rises up to Head of the Wizengamot. 

Bam! Suddenly public opinion plummets, and results are needed. A Minister just got murdered, after all, and what helps make things better after a Minister is murdered? A one-eighty turn and a fresh set of harsh new laws. Two years into his term-- and conveniently timed, I might add-- the Wizard Protection Act is passed. Aurors can use Unforgivable Curses and guess what? We forgive them! Suddenly criminals are falling like moths hitting a candle and the whole world is temporarily righted because we’ve got a win. 

Now, flutter back to February this year. Ratings are low, people are disheartened, dementors are running around the place like depression ants. Not great, right? So we need a win. And you know who needs it the most? The turd in the spotlight, the supreme centipede himself-- Duncan Churchill. It’s like we’ve all seen, listeners. Bad things happen, a regime changes, and a win is needed. So one unsuccessful assassination of a Minister and two politicians killed later, we get our win. Duncan Churchill gets his victory and gets sympathy for the oh so well timed ‘warning’ left on his doorstep, and all is once again right with the world. Except for one thing, listeners-- it’s not. This whole mess is so clearly orchestrated by the head of our court of justice, how can we trust them to speak for us? How can we believe in them to stand for us when this is what we get in response to our dissatisfaction? You tell me, my little ladybugs. You tell me. 

Now, I’ve said far too much already, and I can see my lovely boss here at the WWN trying to get into the broadcasting room to take my mic away. So looks like you’ll have to read my column in The Daily Prophet for the full, juicy story. Farewell, my darling honeybees. Your queen is back. 

[orderfromchaos-radio]

top five hottest ministry workers?

Hell yes, I love questions like this. John Dawlish, obviously. He’s a sour-faced fox. Rufus Scrimgeour, he can interrogate me anytime. Amelia Bones, she’s cute as a button, and unlike her brother, she’s got a brain too. Apolline Bonacieux, I don’t know how that girl does it, but she always looks flawless. If I could be jealous, I would be jealous of her. And... I hate to say it, but Ted Tonks. Annoying as hell, but adorable. 

[ty-livia-blog]

LOOK HERE'S THE THING SKAM IS DESTROYING ME BECAUSE I LOVE IT WITH ALL MY HEART AND ALL MY BODY AND SOUL AND THIS CLIP WAS BEAUTIFUL IT WAS ALL I EVER WANTED AND THERE'S ONLY 1 WEEK BEFORE ONE OF MY FAVOURITE SHOWS EVER ENDS AND I'M REALLY EMOTIONAL RIGHT NOW!!!!¡¡¡!!

[percussiongirl2017]

I Owe You Guys This

So I think y’all can tell from my recent posts that I’m not doing well and that’s an understatement. I feel I should explain what’s going on, but I’ll put it under the cut so you can skip if you want.

About a month and half ago some things started changing. People stopped talking to me and I just kinda faded away. My best friend (I pray she never finds this) got a boyfriend and I instantly felt like a third wheel. She kinda stopped talking to me and spent more time with her bf, which I totally understand, but it was like I was suddenly kicked to the curb. Things at home became stressful because of money and bills and because of school and Band I never got my license so my mom has to pick me up from practice or anything after school. So I don’t have a job or anything. I started to feel guilty every time they bought me something or took me somewhere. I was going downhill fast and no one realized it. I couldn’t concentrate on my work. I stopped doing my Dual Enrollment. I stopped eating and sleeping. I stopped writing. I stopped watching Supernatural (which is literally my lifeline). I just became silent because I was literally dying inside. I almost skipped my senior prom because of it. People in Band starting noticing that I wasn’t talking in practice like I normally did and that I didn’t seem like I was really there. My assistant Band director pulled me aside and asked if I was okay and of course I said “I’m fine.” and he said. “Tessa, I can see something is wrong. I can tell just looking at you that you’re upset. You don’t have to tell me but I want you to know you can talk to someone.” and I told him that I had a lot on my mind. I went home and cried because I couldn’t hide the fact that I was hurting.

I started cutting again. I’m not proud of it, but I was just hurting so bad. I sit in my room at night and cry because I hate the person I’ve become. I hate my depression and anxiety. I’ve never seen a therapist before and my parents are clueless to what’s going on. I have to force myself out of bed and to eat. I’ve just become a shell of who I used to be.

My best friend had an personal incident at work and she was having a rough night with her thoughts while at work. She didn’t tell me until 2 weeks later. She said she told her boyfriend and he called her at work. I felt so useless. I mean, we’ve been through everything together and we always tell each other everything. Does that make me a horrible person?

I graduate high school tomorrow. My second eldest brother flew in from Florida and my grandmother and uncle drove up from Florida. They have only been here 5 hours and I’ve already had three panic attacks because of them. I went to my room tonight and closed my door. My light wasn’t on and my curtains were closed so it was pitch dark. I slid against the wall until I hit the floor bawling my eyes out and having an anxiety attack.

Life sucks guys. I don’t know how much more I can take.

I’m only tagging @winchesters-favorite-girl and @impala-dreamer because I promised I would eventually tell y’all what was wrong.