Ninth House | Chat

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ok mona is up!!
REACTION TIMEEEEEE

@CerealKiller

like a skilled cryptographer deciphering a complex code.

ciphercore

@CerealKiller

features with a calculated intensity. “Just the right places, hm?” she echoed, her voice laced with a playful yet suggestive undertone. “Well, I suppose we’ll just have to see where this road takes us,” she remarked, her tone light and teasing.

GAY

@CerealKiller

flirt with the idea?”

your diction has evolved sm

@CerealKiller

“But perhaps he forgets that in the game of manipulation, the puppeteer is often just as ensnared by his own strings as those he seeks to control.”

poor rory

@CerealKiller

even the most carefully crafted strings can be cut.”

WOAHHHH
DONT HURT HER

@CerealKiller

“May we always burn bright, even in the darkest of nights

i love u but this rhyme made me laugh
REMEMBER I LOVE YOU

@CerealKiller

“Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?” Arya calmly quoted Nietzsche

no flex

@CerealKiller

with a touch of irony

whats ironic hmmmmmm
GAY

@CerealKiller

“But sweet? Now that’s a flavor I’ve yet to taste from you.”

girl what else u tryna taste

@CerealKiller

“I prefer my indulgences with a bit more spice.”

i giggled a bit

@CerealKiller

It’s a dirty chai, actually,”

smh

@Kristi

“I don’t think it shall be possible for you to ever be just another face in the crowd,” Amani began, "You’ve always had a way of standing out, even from childhood. Sometimes I can’t decide if I loathe or love that about you "

wow amani being nice?

@Kristi

deeply unconventional

k harsh

@Kristi

pretending to write

why are we pretending?

@Kristi

Amani replied, using her fingers to make a pair of scissors,

cute

@Kristi

the one who holds the scissors is the true puppeteer”

-amani 2024

@Kristi

The one who is ready to cut off the strings of attachment when necessary, even when i

you cut yourself off here

@Kristi

She knew all too well the pain of letting go, of severing ties that once seemed unbreakable and perhaps no matter how much she longs to deny it,

vinnie ref? ooh also the ex

@Kristi

The sun, it dreams in fiery bursts of creation, nurturing life from afar, never faltering. Icarus, however, dreamed of freedom, of touching the sky he so loved , of emulating the sun. and yet his ambition was his undoing. The sun on the other hand, can dream with its fiery fire, can be ambitious and its ambition shall not be its undoing.

she said literary analysis

@Kristi

Fire to Amani was the element of passion, of transformation, It consumes, but it also purifies

PEOPLE FORGET AB THE PURIFICATION

@Kristi

4th wall break, 4th wall break warning:

thanks for the preface kristi

@Kristi

she inquired, flipping through the pages of her notebook until she settled on a specific page. Bringing her pen close to the paper as if preparing to write, she continued,

her writing is giving cassie from skins eating
actually yall prolly dont know what im talking ab sigh

@Kristi

what would captivate me is their ability to navigate shadows

umbra of u

@Kristi

“Much like someone I know,” she flirted, shifting her eyes away from her pen and up towards the brunette.

bro sounds like shes talking ab herself
SHADOW MANIPULATION!!

@Kristi

“Birds this days, always chirping, never keeping quiet am I right?” she echoed, a playful smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she took a sip of her coffee.

i love how shes being shady and flirty at once
real tbh

@Kristi

“You could swing by my room sometime, I got a lot of sweet flavor I could show you.”

i wish i was arya so bad rn

@Kristi

she brought her pen near her lips

ARYA HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE CHOSEN ONE

@Kristi

“Well, Arya, I’ve always been more of a cinnamon than sugar.

haha shes the color of cinnamon too
SORRY LMAO

@Kristi

“Care to join me for a stroll?” Amani asked, a coy smile playing at the corners of her lips. “Who knows what mysteries we might uncover along the way.”

ooh do an isi scavenger hunt thing

@astxrism

Reach out… It would be a lie to say that didn’t cross Hayes’ mind but things have been far more complicated than he could describe

good hook

@astxrism

Well, first of all you all heard about his passing romance with Esther? Was she just someone he found to distract himself from his never ending bad thoughts?

woah why is he isi coded

@astxrism

Anyway, what good would it bring if he just interrupted Nessa’s summer? She didn’t need him reaching out… Sure, friends do that when they miss someone but it was… just one summer

this too

@astxrism

And with everything that happened only a few months before, he could not treat the girl in the way she deserved.

ugh you delicious piece of sht

@astxrism

Could not let her go to Ninth House when he found out that’s what she was planning to do. Could not let her possibly ruin her own life. In his defense, Hayes had his reasons as to why he decided to give her something that would make her ill for a few days, not harming her, so she could stay where was and not embark on this academic journey.

YUP HE WANTED TO SAVE HER
I KNEW I WAS RIGHT AB U HAYES

@astxrism

How did she end up here after all of that?

another hint??

@astxrism

”It was… I’m sorry,“ he repeated, trying to offer her something that resembled a smile with some hints of honest regret on his features. ”Thought it would’ve been better if it was a surprise?“ He tried to get out of it, maybe make her feel better.

my sweet loserboy

@astxrism

But at least he could still be there to protect her.

aw

@astxrism

”Hey, uhm… how’s Ren? I heard about… The ball. Having any trouble now? Or you? Is… Everything going well?“ He slowly leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table as he looked up at her again, this time meeting her eyes with more of a serious look on his face.

OOHHHH YES INVOLVE NESS AND HAYES IN THE REN DRAMA
THE PLOT IS THICK

@Madilfill

though she couldn’t help but worry about the long-term effects of smoking on his dental health.

precarious queen

also

@Madilfill

Inessa couldn’t help but notice the subtle movements of his lips, the way his tongue grazed the roof of his mouth. She admired his straight, white teeth

imagery asf

@Madilfill

His blue eyes

i thought they were hazel/brown

@Madilfill

However, this was a sentiment she would never voice aloud, not even to those closest to her.

ofcccccc

@Madilfill

nderstanding the delicate nature of friendships and the importance of valuing each one in its own unique way.

very proper

@Madilfill

sensing the sincerity behind his words, and she found it within herself to accept his apology. How could she not?

awww
i think she and mona would get along swimmingly

@Madilfill

her brother tended to bottle up his emotions until they inevitably surfaced as larger problems.

this dudeeeee

@Madilfill

(though nothing artificial of course!).

shocker

@Madilfill

He tells me everything!”

but does heeeeeee

@Madilfill

“Sometimes he can be so infuriating though! Like does he not think how that could’ve possibly affected me, the way others looked and thought of me? So reckless, for what reason…” she trailed off, her frustration evident in her tone. As she began to put her guard back up, her thoughts returned to a more composed state, masking her emotions behind a facade of strength and composure.

inchrestingggg
nessa do u ever think u might be just as bad at bottling things up as ren

@eunoia

having played babysitter to her cousin Lyra who couldn’t handle her wine.

she got WINE DRUNK??
AT A PARTY??
lyra pls

@eunoia

Ayla struggled to find her zen in this new space, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The grandeur and beauty of the place should have brought her a sense of peace and wonder, but instead, it only added to her restlessness. She tossed and turned on the unfamiliar bed, the weight of the new surroundings pressing down on her. As she stared up at the ceiling in the dim light of dawn, Ayla couldn’t help but feel a pang of homesickness. The comfort of her own room, the familiar scent of home, the routines that grounded her–all were sorely missed in this alien environment. She missed the easy familiarity of her own space, the cozy nooks and crannies that held her secrets and memories.

awwww

@eunoia

that might’ve been pushing the dress code

is there a dress code?
i assumed no bc its college

@eunoia

Ayla walked into the bustling main area of the dormitory, her keen eye catching the change on her phone from seven fourteen to fifteen

imagery w

@eunoia

“Any day now, princess.” She chirped, her impatience masked by a hint of sarcasm.

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ooh aylyra again
they seem close