𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒 .

✘ ごると ⨾  ❪ ☁️ ❫  、lixie    ⪩⪨
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          ︴authentically      talking    u    
          should      lowkey   *stay*   true  
          too    u're    self     alr   !!      ⪩⪨
          
          ︴bcz    those    same    ppl   -
          u   *think*    u    trust   will  turn   
          their   back  with    no  hesita—
          tion  when  smth   goes   wrong     
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celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         june ... 20 ੭ᰍㅤ   someone PLEASE tackle me to the ground. i made the mistake of rereading mairimashita iruma-kun and now my brain is high off pure inspiration fumes. because what if—what if—i finally fused my dusty shadowhunter AU in the drafts with a demonic academy setting? what if there was a Misfit Class™ full of failed exorcisms, cursed bloodlines, half-saints, demon-marked freaks and divine disappointments—kicked out of the “pure” elite halls and dumped into the underbelly of the school like magical garbage?? and they’re forced to work together or die trying. i am literally foaming at the mouth. someone stop me. or don’t.
          
          imagine blessed weapons clashing with hell-forged claws. glowing runes side-by-side with cursed sigils. heavenly bloodlines corrupted by infernal contracts. a class that was never meant to exist, standing between a war they didn’t choose and a world that hates them. like i know i should not do this right now but i could.
          
          meanwhile—while i drown in temptation—salvatore and doctor! doctor! are still open and thriving. salvatore wants your cult-coded prodigies and legacy liars. doctor! doctor! wants your overworked med school burnouts and grief-soaked night shift disasters. apply now before i forget how to function entirely and drop a third applyfic mid-breakdown.

celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         june ... 18 ੭ᰍㅤ   i said there would be a little surprise for salvatore and guess what. the prologue is out. it’s here. i dropped it like a match in a dry forest and walked away. it’s moody. it’s dramatic. it’s suspiciously quiet in the worst way. i wrote it specifically to lure more of you into the dark and dusty halls of daehyeon university and it is absolutely a trap. this is not love. this is calculated manipulation through prose and aesthetics. i hope you scream. i hope it haunts you. i hope you read it and immediately feel the urge to apply with something unholy. because that was the point.
          
          and before you ask—no, this is not the only thing i’m cooking. my brain is a pressure cooker right now and none of you are safe. you’ve only seen the tip of the emotionally devastating iceberg.
          
          also, if you needed a deadline to stress over, here you go: salvatore forms are officially due on august 15th. that’s your countdown. that’s your fate. if you’re thinking of applying, consider this your sign from the void.
          
          go read the prologue. cry about it. apply. and remember—obscura is always watching.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1542998779-%F0%9D%90%A9%F0%9D%90%AB%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%A5%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%A0%F0%9D%90%AE%F0%9D%90%9E-%F0%9D%91%96%F0%9D%91%9B-%F0%9D%91%A3%F0%9D%91%92%F0%9D%91%9F%F0%9D%91%96%F0%9D%91%A1%F0%9D%91%8E%F0%9D%91%A1%F0%9D%91%92-%F0%9D%91%A0%F0%9D%91%96%F0%9D%91%99%F0%9D%91%92%F0%9D%91%9B%F0%9D%91%A1%F0%9D%91%96%F0%9D%91%A2%F0%9D%91%9A

celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         june ... 18 ੭ᰍㅤ   so um. i was fully ready to crawl into a hole after that last announcement but instead?? you guys showed up with so much love, support, rage, and solidarity i nearly cried into my cheese ramyun again, but this time in a good way. THANK YOU. thank you for every message, comment, and piece of validation that reminded me i’m not insane for wanting basic respect. i didn’t expect that much kindness but wow did it hit me right in the gay little heart ♡
          
          y’all really said “we ride at dawn” and i love that for us. i feel held. i feel feral. i feel like i could bite drywall and cry at the same time (inspirational).
          
          ALSO. spoiler alert but... since i’ve been running purely on rage and serotonin from your support, there might be a little something dropping for salvatore very soon. a lil snack. a lil treat. something to make you all go just as unhinged as me. i will not elaborate. but i will wink suspiciously. 
          
          to those who continue to apply and support both salvatore and doctor! doctor!—you are the reason my heart hasn’t shriveled into dust. stay unhinged. stay amazing.

celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         june ... 17 ੭ᰍㅤ   tw // harassment, lesbophobia, predatory behavior
          (please skip if you're sensitive to any of the above topics — take care of yourself first ♡) 
          
          when i said “ruin my life in a good way” in the last announcement, i meant with painful backstories and tragic love triangles—not with unsolicited attention from expired men in grocery stores.
          
          so picture this: i’m in the supermarket. in a cute little top. a little skin showing. minding my business. maybe too happy. maybe too powerful. then suddenly this man—who looked like his favorite hobby is explaining things to waitresses—catcalls me and asks for my number. i say no. he asks again. and again. and again. it took five nos before i finally went, “i’m into girls.”
          
          and you know what he says? “you just haven’t found the right man to straighten you up.” and then—because hell apparently has no limit—he says “your body’s made for kids anyway.”
          
          i am now angrily crying into cheese ramyun as i write this.
          
          so here’s a PSA no one asked for but clearly needs to be said:
          
          things you should not do:
          
          hit on girls who look visibly uncomfortable
          
          keep pushing after a no (let alone five)
          
          sexualize someone barely legal
          
          imply someone’s queerness is “fixable”
          
          say anything about someone’s body being “for” anything
          
          exist in a public setting if you’re gonna act like that
          
          i was having a genuinely lovely day reading all the amazing forms for salvatore and doctor! doctor!—like genuinely, I was glowing. and then this man decided to crawl out of the pits of male fragility and ruin my vibe.
          
          to the people sending in their forms: thank you. truly. your writing is beautiful, your characters are iconic, and you are literally carrying my spirit on your backs. to everyone else: please be normal.

celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         june ... 17 ੭ᰍㅤ   WAKE UP BESTIES. salvatore just received two new forms and they’re both dolus. TWO. as in double the lies. double the mask-wearing. double the trust issues. i feel like i’ve just been personally attacked and spiritually fed all at once. meanwhile, the other slots are staring at me in deep betrayal like “so we’re just gonna be empty like this?” please... save them. apply. unleash. unhinge.
          
          doctor! doctor! also casually decided to ambush me with three forms and now i’m crawling on the floor trying to pick a 1999 rep like this is not the hunger games. why are you all so talented. why is this so hard. also where is the samidare love?? go read it. go feel things. go scream and cry and throw flowers at it.
          
          if you haven’t applied to salvatore or doctor! doctor! yet—what are you doing. this is your sign. this is the universe speaking through a mentally unstable author. click the links. bring me drama. ruin my life in a good way.
          
          also... something might be coming. a little something. a crumb of a concept. no i will not elaborate. just know i am feral and plotting. no spoilers but let’s just say my brain refuses to rest.

celie do u have discord !!! <3

{SORRY FOR THE PROMOTION}
          
          If you are interested in fantasy genre applyfics, please check it out. I would be really grateful if you do.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/395227710?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=sh4dreamin

celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         june ... 11 ੭ᰍㅤ  good morning to everyone except past-me because tell me why i just woke up, checked wattpad, and realized my last announcement said may instead of june. i was so busy crying over 400 followers i literally lost track of time.
          
          time is fake. emotions are real. proofreading? apparently not in this house.
          
          but ALSO. it’s actually 401 now??? you guys are multiplying while i’m asleep like loyal gremlins and i love that for us. genuinely — every message, every comment, every quiet read means so much more than i can express without crying again. this is me trying to be chill but failing.
          
          thank you again for letting me be unhinged and sentimental on main. thank you for the support, the kind words, and for sticking around through typos, theme dumps, and emotional spirals.
          
          i’ll fix the date but not the chaos. that’s permanent.
          
          love always, the girl who thought it was still may.

celieㅤ ❛❛    ──── ㅤhas an announcement !!
                         may ... 11 ੭ᰍㅤ  so i was just minding my business. sobbing. dramatically, (as one does when listening to red velvet) then i looked up mid-sniffle and realized i somehow passed 400 followers on here???
          
          be so fr right now... 400 of you?? chose chaos?? clicked follow??
          
          i don’t know who let this happen but i am so incredibly grateful. i started posting on wattpad for fun, for vibes, for late-night brainrot and now here i am — with a little corner full of support, chaos, and mutual screaming. thank you for reading, lurking, liking, commenting, or just being here.
          
          i may joke a lot, but truly — this means the world to me. thank you for letting me be unhinged in peace.
          
          love to all of you. even if you followed me during one of my many emotional breakdowns. especially then.
          
          celebratory something might drop soon (aka when i stop crying and/or sleep), but for now: thank you, sincerely ♡