i love this girl so much~

Trade Negotiations (2): Composure

“We’re almost done,” Celty says, murmuring the words towards Shizuo’s shoulder as she frowns at the knot of his tie and tugs hard at the trailing ends of it. “Just give me one more minute.”

“Take as long as you want,” Shizuo tells her. “I don’t want to go out any sooner than I absolutely have to.”

Celty huffs a laugh without looking up from her focused attention. “There’s not much choice for the prince of the realm to duck out of the welcoming dinner for the visiting diplomats.”

Shizuo groans. “I know,” he says, and lifts his chin without being told to give Celty a better angle on his tie and to give himself the relief of staring up at the blank white of the ceiling overhead in hopes for the minor miracle that’s the only thing that could save him from the banquet to come. “That doesn’t mean I have to be excited about it.”

“It can’t be all that bad,” Celty tries. Shizuo appreciates her attempt at optimism, even if the wobble in her voice makes her uncertainty far more clear than he thinks she intends it to be. Celty’s never been very good at any kind of deception, white lies or otherwise. “It’s just a few hours of conversation.”

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In the 9th grade, there was a social worker who told me I had an anger issue. I thought: fuck her, she doesn’t understand shit because she didn’t understand shit. But, now I’m wondering if she maybe was right. Because I am angry. I’m angry because I’m not Muslim enough and no matter what I do, I’m never Norwegian enough. And I’m not Moroccan enough. And I’m not chill enough, not pretty enough. I’m angry because I made it so important to fit in on a Russ bus. I’m angry because I don’t fit in anywhere. Because I always get angry and fuck up, but most of all I’m sad because it influenced you. Because that bus is not important to me. It’s not important to me to be Muslim enough, or if I fit in with Moroccans or Norwegians. As long as I belong with you guys, the biggest losers in school. I’m sorry for what I’ve done, I don’t give a shit if I’m expelled, just, please, forgive me.



super self indulgent but because it’s my birthday here are some sketches of my DnD character, Sherry! She’s a dwarf paladin, team mom, and will absolutely kick your ass.


Bitch what the fuck 😭 ALLY YOU BETTER STOP