i want to be that glass

anonymous asked:

Hey, I just finished the tog series and I don't understand why lorcan betrayed aelin? Why did he summon maeve? I thought he was falling in love with elide so I don't get why he would do that and also why he was devastated when maeve broke the blood oath. Didn't he say he wanted to go to perranth with elide?

The answer to your first question or two is simple, while the last one is more complicated.

To answer why he betrayed Aelin or summoned Maeve, can be long or short. The short answer was that he actually had no loyalty to Aelin and he was trying to protect Elide.

The longer answer is that when he summoned Maeve, it was at a point in time where he thought that there was a ship full of enemies come to kill/capture them. They had just used all of their power fightings so they would have absolutely no chance of succeeding. Lorcan has been abused for the past 100 years plus some, in these years the relationships he has had have been surface level or based around survival.

Elide is the first individual to ever really mean something to him or show him affection, probably in his whole life

. His being is centered around that.

All he has ever tried to do is protect and fight for himself, those are really the only skills and emotional capacity he has developed. So when he began caring for Elide, Gaverielsthose transferred onto her.



Now, we have seen that he does display loyalty to the cadre. This is rare and hard to come by, but we see it when he ran to help Aedion in QoS simply because he was Gavriel’s son. These loyalties come from years of surviving abuse and trauma together, though that does not change that Lorcan never developed or had a loving relationship (once or twice if at all), but he did respect this cold, but loyal, survival kinship with the cadre. Calling Maeve would not endanger them since they were all sworn to her anyway besides Rowan. As for Rowan, we see that Lorcan felt a deep betrayal at Rowan leaving with Aelin. Rowan was the closest thing Lorcan had to an actual friend, he actually felt close and connected to him over all the other cadre members. This was because Lorcan is almost, if not as, powerful as Rowan so they were often sent on missions for months together. Rowan was the closest thing he ever had to family, a brother. And Rowan just left Lorcan with Maeve, without so much as a backward glance. Before, Rowan was grief stricken and cold like Lorcan. He felt comradery to him. Then Rowan left him to become more emotional, feeling, and to have a court, a family, with other people. This genuinely was both a physical, relational, and emotional betrayal of sorts for Lorcan. While I certainly do not blame Rowan or think he should not have done anything differently, that does not mean we wouldn’t expect Lorcan to react this way. We often see this with people in real life. Trauma victims or abusive victims, when someone else gets out or moves on with their life, while we would hope that most would be happy for the individual, others might feel a sense of abandonment.

And Lorcan, cold and abused, had no moral reason for serving Maeve. She was just a way to achieve status, a way to not be the prey in life and instead be the hunter. Lorcan operates on a kill or be killed mentality, as all his life experience has told him to. It was a survival decision to join Maeve. He says himself, he cares not about the actual battles or why they are doing the things they do, he is so depressed and traumatized that he simply just exists. So, he could care less personally about Aelin and the goodness she represents. He has no personal ties to her, he has only talked to her maybe three times in his life.He only knows himself and Elide when it comes to base instinct. She is the first person to move into his circle of survival, the first time he really has an active role in someone else’s fate. She breached those walls. So when he thought they were under attack, his first instinct and thought are to try to find some way to save himself, and the first person he has come to really care about or have. He barely even thought, he just reacted on a base survival need. He might have paused if this resulted in the death of his cadre, but they were on the same side as him. And while I do not think he wished any harm particularly to Aelin, Rowan, and their court, he was not going to choose them over himself and Elide, nor the cadre, who are his brothers in arms of sorts. 


As for why he was devastated that Maeve cut the bond, there is a long list of complicated emotions he was probably feeling. One is simply shame. The culture in throne of glass is very different from where I live or where most people live in today’s world. It is very much based on visible status, etiquette, titles, and honor.  Maeve cut his blood oath in the most dishonorable way she could think of. Lorcan was a street bastard, the lowest you could get in society. The main reason he even took the blood oath was so that he could have a name so he could be something in his world and society. Now, not only has he returned to nothing after years of abuse and torture and trauma, but he also has added dishonor. He basically just became an outcast homeless person.
And the abuse. That I think is the primary reason he reacted the way he did. For 100s of years, Maeve has been in his mind, perverted his actions, forced him to do and endure terrible things. basically ruled his entire existence. He can barely remember the world without Maeve. It’s the same concept you see when sex trafficking victims who have been rescued try to return to their captors, why domestic violence victims lie to law enforcement and say they aren’t being abused, why kidnapped victims will fight and defend their captors against law enforcement trying to rescue them. Brainwashing, Stockholm syndrome, confusing their identity, making their abuse and their captors become essential to their survival, whatever you want to call it. HIs brain, his emotions, who he is is so confused and traumatized; everything he was is wrapped up in and depended upon Maeve. He had nothing and no one before her, this way of life was his only known reality. He does not know what or who he is without it. And when Maeve displayed displeasure and anger, the only way his mind knew how to react was to try to please her, beg forgiveness, and the fear of losing the only life and ways he understands caused him to try to hold onto that as much as possible.

It is very hard to understand or relate to unless you have gone through it yourself or know someone who has. And that’s okay, that’s understandable. Trauma and abuse are horrible things and are very hard to overcome. To anyone who may not be aware of why he would do this, it seems pathetic and confusing. 

I hope these answered your questions. 

And to anyone out there who may be going through abuse or have been traumatized, know that there is help out there and that it is not hopeless. I cannot imagine all you are going through, but there are people out there who have been through it as well. I escaped emotional abuse in high school, and life has gotten significantly better. Attatched are some resources for the domestic abuse hotline, suicide hotline, trauma resources, and people can feel free to reblog more.

Here if you need me ToG fandom!

http://www.thehotline.org/


Suicide hotline: Call 1-800-273-8255

https://www.domesticshelters.org/

https://www.samhsa.gov/capt/tools-learning-resources/coping-traumatic-events-resources

Okay how about yoongi leaving his family behind in order to pursue his musical career. He also left his girlfriend that supported his dream and ends up running into her after his success. The girl is a corporate lawyer who is suing big hit for copyright infringement. Suga still has feelings for her but doesn’t want to seem like he only likes her so the lawsuit could be dropped. Even though she tries to avoid him, they keep meetings inevitably through charity galas and corporate parties. I will leave the ending up to you ☺️
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anonymous

“Ms. Y/N, we have the team from Big-hit waiting for you outside. Shall I send them in?”

You looked up through your reading glasses to see Conrad, your assistant, bodyguard and friend, standing at your door. You shifted your weight on your luxurious seat just enough to see past him into the lounge. You could see a group of four people sitting on the couch, out of which one, you knew well.

Too well.

You sighed as you nodded your head to signal Conrad to let them in. He turned around and was about to leave when you called out to him.

“Conrad?”

He turned around to look at you.

“Yes, ma'am?”

You gave him a nonchalant look.

“Drop the honourifics please. We are childhood friends, it makes me uncomfortable.”

He gave you a half hearted smirk.

“Yes, ma'am.”

You watched him as he left and snorted. “Fucker.”

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You lifted your head once again, hearing the urgent knocks on the door and a small, “ may I come in?”

You opened your mouth to tell your guests to make their way in but before you could, the door was pushed open and a bunch of handsome korean men walked in.

“Well, hello to you too.” You said.

You knew these boys. You had virtually stalked all of them(even the one remaining three, who were not present here), albeit unlike their fans, you had a completely different reason.

“Have a seat, please. I don’t see why you are being so shy after barging in like fantastic four.” You gave a little laugh.

“Y/N”

The entire room went silent. Min Yoongi had spoken up.


“That’s Ms. Y/N for you.” You said with a smile. “What would you boys like to speak to me about?” You gestured for them to speak up.

“Drop the case. We did not copy them. You know it, better than anyone.” Yoongi spoke again.

Your expression turned from easygoing to a displeased one as soon as he uttered those words. 

Five minutes into the conversation and he says this? 

You removed your reading glasses, staring him right in the eye.

“Do I, now?” You said, the hint of anger clear in your voice.

“Yes, you do!” Min yoongi said as he put both his hands on your desk, his face screaming indigence.

“Min Yoongi-ssi, mind your tone. You are standing in my office, at my workplace. Don’t speak to me like we are separated lovers meeting after years.” You taunted.

Min yoongi’s eyes slightly widened as he straightened up and stared at you in slight disbelief.

“As far as the case is concerned, I’m looking into it. I do not know for sure if you have in fact, copied my client’s work. My uncertainty is the primary reason I sent you a warning notice. Now if you will excuse me, I have work to do. Thank you for dropping by.” You said, as you picked up your glasses to put them on again.

“Y/N-ssi, please, listen to me.” It was the eldest, Jin, who spoke this time. “I meant to say this to you the day we performed at the corporate meet but I did not know you were the one dealing with this case. If you will allow me to be a little personal, I have something I need to say.”

You stared the man. You could tell he was smooth with his words.

“Go ahead.”

“I hope this resentment towards us is not because things between you and Yoongi didn’t end well.”

You looked at him with bored eyes and then shifted your focus towards Yoongi, who was glaring at Jin, and gave him a smile.

“You told them about our past?”

Yoongi turned towards you, “No, I mean yes, but-”

“It’s okay, ” You got up from your seat and walked towards Jin, who was observing you. You stood in front of him,  at a professional distance. “I don’t know what you have been told or why you thought about bringing this up but let me tell you, although I don’t owe you any explanation, I don’t bring my personal biases into my work. I can tell that you are disturbed but the only consolation I can offer you is this- I will never let an innocent man suffer. Not on my word. I hope this relieves you. If you are innocent, you will walk out of this innocent.”

Namjoon put his hand on Jin’s shoulder. “ Thank you. I trust you will do the right thing.” Namjoon, Jin and Hoseok, who gave you a bright smile, bowed and proceeded to leave the room.

You looked at them leaving and turned to Yoongi, who was leaning against your table looking at you with eyes that clearly showed he was in pain and conflict. You knew those eyes, you knew that gaze, you remember it so vividly.

It was same expression, the one he constantly had before he left you.

He kept a poker face though, looking here and there, avoiding your gaze as soon as you looked at him. Finally after five minutes or so, he seemed to have reached a resolve. He turned to look at you with the the same eyes and you felt your act falter for a tiny second but you buckled up.

You can’t show him what you truly feel. It took all your energy to keep yourself together, you have come too far to break down now.

He came closer to you and just when you thought he’d stop, he kept coming closer and hugged you.

“Y/N…How have you been?”

You didn’t move your arms, your resolve was giving away, you eyes were on the verge of watering.

“What an interesting question to ask in this position, Min Yoongi-ssi.”

He didn’t move and neither did you. He held you and you held back. 

Minutes passed and your hands finally moved to push him away from you gently. You looked at him and maintained your deadpanned expression. 

“Y/N…why are you being like this? You know I had to leave, you know the reason why we ended things.”

You snorted. 

“Don’t give me that shit. YOU ended things. Without my consent. You just left. You left me only a letter to tell me we were done, one fucking letter for all those years we were together.” You voice was starting to hint the anger you had within you.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N! How could we have been together? I didn’t even know how long I was leaving for…or if I was coming back at all. It would have been cruel for me to keep you hanging there, just waiting for me and-”

“How convenient.” You interrupted him. “You think leaving me like that was not cruel? I’m being ridiculous? For all the years we were together, you could not even think about our relationship enduring the test of distance and your immediate thought was to leave me? You didn’t even try. Forget that, you didn’t even bother asking me. How could you be so sure? It’s almost as if you didn’t want us to be together. If you had told that to me before leaving, it would have made a lot more sense to me. At least, a lot more sense than the shit you are sprouting right now.” You finished, you chest heaving.

Min yoongi looked shocked, and dare you say, even a bit angry.

“Okay..if you were so affected by me not being there in your life, why didn’t you call me? There was not a single text, no letter, no calls, nothing. It’s not like you tried, either. You can’t only blame me. I can only say I’m sorry for what happened, Y/N…but it wasn’t only me.”

You stared at him for second before saying-

“This has got to be the shittiest apology I have ever heard in my 25 years on this planet.”

There was silence in the room for a moment before you broke it.

“Leave, Min Yoongi-ssi. I think we are done here. I hope you have a wonderful career and I hope you find a lover who has no self-respect because that is clearly the kind of partner you are looking for. Adios.” 

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Min yoongi could not believe fate. 

What were the odds, that the woman he thought about everyday, tried to find whenever he went back to his hometown-to his family-without success, would be suing his company for copyright infringement?

He loves you, he never stopped loving you, but things were so different when he met you again after all these years…you were so different, so independent and so…cold. You were not the same girl who would smile all the time and tease him by using that phrase which had become synonymous with your personality.

“Ahh…Oppa, you’re a genius rapper, really.” 

You were detached now, you didn’t smile when he met you today..at least not that carefree, kind smile you would give him back in those days. You called him ‘Min Yoongi-ssi’ and it sounded so foreign to his ears. He had seen you at the corporate meet, from afar, looking like royalty and he froze for a moment. He was seeing you after years, but how could he have come to you? He was performing and the press was there. It would become a scandal. He knew you had seen him as well, you had locked eyes for a split second, but you turned away like you didn’t recognise him and continued speaking with the suited men and women, with a dead smile on your face.

You had changed and he had a strong feeling that he was the reason for that change. He had taken something from you and it was killing him. 

He loves you, he never stopped loving you. 

The camera in front of him flashed and he could care less about the photoshoot right now.

He knew he couldn’t stay away from you, not when he loved you so much and definitely not when you were right there, so near to him. All he could think about at that moment was much he loved you…and he would turn the world upside down to get you back. 

The camera flashed again. His resolve was renewed. He knew what he had to do.



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SO that’s that. I will be dividing this into two parts. This is, you guessed it, part 1. The account that requested this has chosen to stay anonymous. 

Please give me reviews!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR GIVING ME MY FIRST REQUEST, I LEARNED SO MUCH. 

MUCH LOVE, 

Inferno-loop 

anonymous asked:

the only reason dan wants phil to get laser i surgery is bc dan wants to wear glasses now(the fake fashiony aestheticy kind) but he didnt want to wear them at the same time as phil

i hate dan

Jumped: Part 2

Part 1


After a day of marathon shopping with Oliver, I was ready for a quiet evening at home. I reheated some pasta and curled up on the couch with a book (that I totally intended to read but probably wouldn’t), a glass of wine and my phone. My fingers were itching to pull up the picture from earlier. I wanted to play it cool and pretend like I hadn’t been affected by my celebrity encounter, but I was. And it wasn’t that he was famous (I was pretty sure). It was him, it was this guy who had this presence that I couldn’t describe. The banter on the phone, the blueness of his eyes, the rush of my heart when his fingers brushed mine, these were the things that stuck with me, that had been circling my brain all day.

With a sigh, I gave up my pretense and opened the photo app on my phone. There it was, the selfie. He was right. I did look terrified. My eyes were wide, my lips pale and in a tight line as I stared into the camera. Wow. Thank god he had sent himself the Minnie Mouse picture and not this one. He looked much better in the pic, unsmiling and maybe a little tired but he was a naturally photogenic guy and his blue eyes and the dark stubble on his chin framed a really handsome face.

I switched over to the text message he had sent himself, the infamous Minnie Mouse picture. It was taken four months ago on Halloween at my friend Margot’s annual party. The theme had been Disney but it was not a family friendly party. My mini skirt and fishnet stockings were modest compared to some of the other costumes. There were more slutty princesses than you could count. Oliver had dressed as the priest from The Little Mermaid, complete with a tented shift.

Niall’s number stared at me from the small screen of the phone. I knew I would never call it, one humiliation (okay at least three humiliations) in front of this guy were enough to last a lifetime. But I couldn’t bring myself to delete it. If he were smart, he’d be changing it soon anyway after giving it away to a total stranger. Finally, I gave into my baser instincts and opened his contact. I printed his name (which I had to google for the spelling…and then maybe looked through the images a little) and then added his cropped out face from our selfie. I stared at the face and name, replaying our interactions and wishing with everything I had that I didn’t want to talk to him again.

I was startled out of my daydream by a text alert. Pinching myself to make sure I hadn’t actually fallen asleep and that this wasn’t a dream, I read his name. Text message from Niall Horan. Exiting out of the contact, I pulled open his message and immediately started to giggle.

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“Do you want a glass of water, juice? Milk for your baby?” 

“No thanks, I’m fine.” 

“Wow, it’s been so long since we last seen each other. When was it, graduation? I can’t believe you’re a mom! How old is he?” 

“Look, I’m so sorry for dropping in so suddenly Alaska but I’m not here to make small talk.” 

“Oh…is there something wrong?” 

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Gee: *tries to join the jokesters*

Sim Gods: Nah

Gee: But I can tell knock knock jokes?

Sim Gods: Nah

  • aedion: you might want to tie your shoelaces tighter, lysandra. Wouldn't want you falling for anyone else.
  • lysandra: *whispers* the only shoelace I'll be tying tighter is the one around your neck tonight.
  • aedion: *screaming* I'M SLEEPING WITH YOU TODAY DORIAN
Anything is Possible

AKA: YouTuber AU

Chapter: 1/?

summary: Thomas didn’t appreciate someone else putting a glass ceiling on his options. It wasn’t like he actually wanted a relationship with Hamilton to be within the realm of possibility but fuck anyone who thought he couldn’t make it happen if he tried to. 

word count:  2534 words

inspired by this conversation i had with @teamfreefuckery

taggins: @angerybisexual & @ryanreyolds !! 

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Shu Headcanon (Lewd woman edition)

Your on your knees in front of him and he is quite amused.
‘You are right Shu..I really am lewd, I’m a dirty slut like you say I am. I can’t help but think all these dirty thoughts about you. I know I am worthless compared to you..but please, let me still please you.’
Shu’s smirk was the widest you had ever seen it.
'Heh..right. So what do you want? Should I punish you?’
'Yes please..’
He drags you up and you are thrown against the long and wide bedroom window.
Shu strips you completely and pressed your naked body against the ice cold glass. Your breasts squished and nipples erect.
'Shu..if someone sees..’
'That’s the point dirty slut…’ He whispers in your ear.
He undoes his belt and his zip.
'Now..let’s see how responsive you are today.’
His fingers are teasing your wet entrance and you can see your breath fogging the glass in front of you.
His finger moves inside you, just so he could easily slide himself in.
'Mmmn..you really are always ready for me hum?’
You feel the tip of him enter you and you are pressed harder against the glass as he starts to thrust.
'Ah..Shu..’
He picks up the pace and his hand wraps around your neck tightly as his lust grows.
You swallow hard and nearly choke, he doesn’t let off but pounds even harder.
'Ah! S-sh..’
'Quiet!’ He roars as he breathes heavily with his thrusts.
You are well and truly squished against the glass, so hard and cold.
Shu was close now, but you noticed your eye sight was dimming and your breath was no longer fogging the window. In fact, you struggled to breathe at all.
Even through this you felt your orgasam ring through your body and slump completely.
Shu grabs hold of your hips as he finally cums.
It takes a few moments for you to realise what had happened. But what shocked you was how much you actually enjoyed it.
You really were his lewd woman.

Shu Headcanon (His Powers Edition)

You came home and yawned as you entered the mansion. You chose to walk home in hope the boys would be busy or asleep by now.
You drag your bag along with you up the stairs and down the corridor.
Your legs hurt and it had started raining on your way home. Maybe you should have tried to persuade Shu to walk with you?
‘Ah, I can smell that dirty scent anywhere.’
Hum?
You turn and find Reiji glaring at you, he pushes up just glasses and frowns.
'It’s a disgusting smell..that of my brother..’
'W-what? What do you want Reiji? I have done all my chores?’
He smirks, 'I know. I was just thinking what a waste it was that you were so taken up with HIM.’
Reiji was slowly walking towards you, the atmosphere sent shivers down your spine.
'Reiji..I-i really should go..’
'To Shu? That ignorant bore?’
You blush, maybe it would be safer to go to him. You wouldn’t want to be on your own after this.
'If you go to him…I won’t forgive you.’
It sounded more like an order, with serious intent.
Either way, it made your blood run cold.
You spot Shu’s bedroom door only a few metres away. You wanted to be safe in his arms.
You run as quickly as you can, Reiji right behind you.
You push Shu’s door open and yell for him. Reiji was about to grab your arm but the bedroom door slams shut by itself. Reiji bangs on the door in annoyance.
You pant and run to Shu on the bed, tears streaming down your face.
He cuddles you to him and wraps the sheets around you both.
'It must be bothersome…facing stuff like this everyday.’ He sighs and buries his face in your hair.
You calm yourself down and thank him for stopping Reiji.
You haven’t witnessed any of Shu’s powers yet. But you guessed that was only a small amount of what he was able to do.
'Shu..?’
'Mm?’
'They say your powers are greater than all of your brothers? Because your the eldest right?’
Shu sighs, 'Why do want to know unimportant things…?’
'Huh? But Shu! Powers are important! If you need to use them..’
'I’ll never need to use them, unless..’
His blue eyes met yours, 'So just stay close to me from now on.’
Ah, did he mean he would only use them for you? I
Or was you just wishful thinking? You recall Shu and Reiji could use swords. But they were only for sport.
You hear him sigh again, 'I can blow things up..but only if I have to. If I’m angry enough..’
Was he finally answering you?!
He opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling, 'But…I can’t set fire..’
You sense he is remembering his friend and cuddled him more tightly.
'It’s ok Shu.. I believe your more powerful than you or anyone think.’

Back, sorry, had to eat.

Oh god Onion you are so freaking cute even when you’re mad.

Also it looks like he doesn’t/can’t talk, interesting.

Yes, this is my top problem with cats.

What a tragedy, Steven.

Lion you should be ashamed by yourself.

whoa whoa whoa the fuck is up with him now?

I bet he’s going for the desert glass pillow. Perhaps he wants to recreate the desert constructions for some reason?

AMETHYST ARE YOU STILL PRETENDING TO BE ASLEEP

Holy shit.

Holy freaking shit he just knocked Amethyst off using a roar.

He must’ve be some kind of a guardian for the desert, and wants to return the gem back. How powerful is this thing really?

Tagged by @walcohtt to put my music on shuffle and list the first ten songs that come up!
1. Barbie nation- holychild
2.bluebird- beach house
3. On verra- nekfeu
4.dairy queen- PWR BTTM
5.chloe in the afternoon- Saint Vincent
6.glass and patron- FKA Twigs
7.red rabbits- the shins
8. Tough guy- cyberbully mom club
9. King kunta- Kendrick Lamar
10.fantasy- Alina Baraz
I’m so fucking lazy I’m tagging anybody who wants to do this lmao @ my mutuals im SORRY I want to go to sleep but I lov y'all and if you do this let me KNO

so my tax refund came in and I am using a lot of it to catch up on Big-Ticket Items I Couldn’t Afford To Buy Or Replace For Years (on Monday I buy new glasses frames to replace the two-year-old ones now missing a stem and also a six month supply of contacts! gonna get a real haircut for the first time in two years! maybe a piercing!)

(last year I was supposed to replace my laptop and phone with my tax refund and have some left over for savings but then I got fired right before I filed my taxes and had to use all of my tax refund on rent and groceries while job hunting!!! so this year is extra giddy-making because I actually get to splurge on things

anyway what this also means is I’ve been planning for months to buy a new pair of Doc Martens when the government cash came in because I got mine secondhand three years ago and they no longer have tread and the sole is about half the height it once was and they are honestly a bit sad looking and have always had BRASS EYELETS which has BOTHERED ME FROM AN AESTHETIC PERSPECTIVE FOR THREE YEARS, but also, Docs are the shoes of my heart and I wear them with everything all the time

(I now have three pairs of Docs, the other two being a knee-high pair that was the best birthday gift from my parents ever and a black-damask-on-white pair my mother found for fourteen dollars at a thrift store in Kentucky; if I am not wearing Docs it is probably because it is a Formal Occasion and then I am wearing high-heeled granny boots or, even more vanishingly rare, Actual Adult Heels (my actual adult heels are almost-black beetle green platform designer shoes half a size too large I got for two dollars at my old workplace) and like maybe one day I will find the multi-strap pointed black witchy flats of my dreams)

ANYWAY ANYWAY I JUST ORDERED NEW DOCS AND I AM VERY EXCITED

I also ordered this because like, own your cliches, kid