#strangefm

“ always had a feeling this was one of your kinks. ”

@strangefm​ / @moistgirthfm

Back in the day when she was at her last years of high school, like any other semi-normal girl at her age Elienna was part of the cheerleading squad. Not really taking great interest in it but still putting up with whatever was required of her because it looked good for her college resume, Elienna slowly worked her way to the top of the pyramid. Literally. Up until one day one of the girls that were supposed to lift her up and hold her there got jealous and thinking that their coach liked her more then the other girls, she slipped and dropped her... on purpose. Ella spend the next month in a hospital with a broken arm and really badly bruised chest but all of that time she put into a good use - not only trying to not get behind on her school stuff but to plot her little revenge plan. Up until this point Elienna didn’t really knew what it was like to be really angry but when someone made such a bitch move on her she was intent on acting fast yet sneakily, just like the snake everyone else already thought her to be. Let’s cut it short and say that in the end the other girl was left with a lot of her front teeth missing due to a... stupid mistake Ella had made that resulted in her knee hitting her mouth pretty hard while trying to learn a new part for the next choreography.

He had never been in love. He’s had a somewhat serious relationship, though, at university. He met a girl there with whom he had an instant connection but as time progressed their relationship became more on the physical side and they were more like friends with benefits than a real couple. They rarely went on any dates and it was fine with both of them not investing too much emotion into what they had. Eventually they broke it off when he had to go back home after his mother’s death. But if he was to meet her now, he’d probably act like seeing an old friend rather than an ex-girlfriend.

(theo): The only sure way to cheer Theo up from any funk is for him to spend money. A lifetime of a limitless bank account and gifts rising as his most predominant love language, the act of purchasing something for himself or (more preferably) others lights his brain up with every happy chemical there is. 

oliver being president was a shock to the system. in the wake of losing camilla, he had barely been skating by. everything felt wrong and out of place and oh, how he longed for his old office back. he combed his fingers through his hair and exhaled slowly, leaning back in his chair. it felt wrong and he sort of felt like crying every five minutes, but he was holding out and his years of fighting to hide his feelings were coming in handy now. this shouldn’t even be too hard, considering how much of his time he had spent telling camilla she couldn’t do this and couldn’t do that and the peaceful option was always the right one. but now? how was he supposed to try and uphold the peace when he knew that every diablo out there would be gunning for reaper blood for this? blood had been spilled and there would be no coming back from that. the next week or so would be defining in this town and oliver had to make sure things ran smoothly. he was fucking stressed already. so having lucifer pop by was next to no help. ❝ if this is just a friendly visit, we’ll need to arrange it for another time. if this is a business, we’ll have to arrange it for another time. ❞ he had enough on his plate as it was and he just did not need anything else to think about. and lucifer was distracting enough on a normal day.