Emergency Intercom - Tumblr Posts
omg y’all drew and enya mentioned in the last of us 😱😱 dina and ellie are proud emergency intercom listeners💯💯
ENYA UMANZOR
ENYA UMANZOR X F!READER
warnings: none!
a/n: requested! im still getting used to hc’s tbh 😭 so hopefully they’re not too bad & sorry for how short it is!! - im so surprised actually to get requests for nessa & enya, all im missing is spencer 🙈!!
SYNOPSIS: headcannons of enya having her girlfriend on the podcast!
tags!: none yet cause im not sure who wants to be!
— ➳ when enya had finally let you on hers and drew’s podcast, it felt right. also, enya made sure you were not seated near that monstrosity of drew’s chair
— ➸ drew loves making gay jokes when you two are together - as soon as enya stares at him silently, he’ll sit there and tuck his hair behind his ear as he looks around mindlessly.
— ➳ enya would occasionally link pinkies with yours as you talk, her attention fully on you as your lips move, contributing to the conversation the two best friends were having.
— ➸ with you on the podcast, you had more stories to tell with enya, so it was often in the episode that you and her would go back and forth when telling something that happened.
— ➳ whenever you talk in the video (or in general), enya looks nowhere else but you. she loves listening to you, no matter what you’re saying, so when you add to the absurd topic your girlfriend and friend are talking about, enya’s mood only seems to lift.
— ➸ enya often lets you wear her clothes, so it wasn’t rare when you’re seen with a familiar shirt of hers on you or even her glasses.
— ➳ for a bit on the episode, enya would whisper something random in your ear and then dramatically laugh before drew would pretend to be shocked that he got cut off in the middle of his tangent.
“did - you did not just do that.” drew stammers, his hand forward as he points. enya leans back in her seat as she stares at him, hands perched in her lap as she tilts her head, playing innocence for the skit.
“do what?”
— ➸ if you were wearing a skirt or tiny shorts, enya would be quick to try and fix them if they accidentally ride up. once you take a seat on the chair they had given you, your skirt slides up, exposing more of your thighs than intended. thankfully, your girlfriend was quick to notice as she reaches over and gently smooths the fabric down without even thinking about it.
— ➳ any sort of interaction between the two of you would result in a teasing gag from drew.
enya’s hand just barely grazes your thigh as she moves your skirt, but a dramatic gag sounds through the kitchen. you look over at drew, his palm over his mouth as he pretends to regain his breathing.
“shut the fuck up.” enya groans, rolling her eyes as she squeezes your thigh softly before putting her hands back on her lap, fidgeting with her phone.
— ➸ once the episode is over, and they both walk from the frame, enya instinctively grabs your hand for you to follow her.
my cousin thought drew philips was twinky and gay
the internet is too much all the time for no reason and I hate it so much I've decided to accept my fate an participate in my own supposed most non embarrassing way.
my participation on the internet is minimal and discreet. under 300 followers on my main Instagram account which has one post and I never post on my story. my shit posting account has less than 20. I have no internet friends. no one will read this. and yet I consume. I consume everyone else. I am a cannibalistic voyageur. but because I know this blog is essentially just speaking to myself but in a obscene way cause I'm not whispering, it's just that I have found a space where no one cares to listen. this is from me to me for me because of me. hypocritical and self fulfilling at the same time. I also have bad memory (a side affect of my unhealthy digital diet) so this is from past ken to future ken. who obviously since you're reading this we are two different people because you are surprised at the words being read as they are somehow new and unfamiliar and yet we are the same person. lol.
I also don't like social media as it truly does feel like a dystopian religious affair. be honest, BeReal™, cancel culture, moral policing. show who you love, let me see what you got for Christmas, tell me about the time you had sex and cried because you came so hard and someone in the comments will tell me Jesus loves me. I can see people shoot themselves and can see wars are happening but then I swipe past them and watch 7 Korean men dance on stage singing a song about a love affair that ended in pain and because I can't understand, I just dance along to the future bass melody. I'm like what are we doing??? like what am I doing??? what's the point ???
I feel like a god seeing everything and not knowing what to do. the joy and the pain, coexist in too close a space in time because of tiktok and short films and songs under 2 minutes that have been sped up and reverbed and yea wtfed??? I know everything and yet my mind is completely devoid of anything. my phone a place of privacy from my real life, opens up an exposé about other people's so called real life.
why do I care? why do I love it and hate it and it makes me broke (trying to keep up with stupid microtrends that i can never seem to embody properly) and teaching me how to make money (thank you white investerbro) and connecting me to others while separating me wheter is through race class or gender. it's too many things at once.
who was I before this place? and would it be okay to leave? can I kill myself online? digital death and social suicide mmhh how painless would that end be? could I actually survive (I'm too scared to find out) okay after all that it's funny cause I'm posting this and going to keep scrolling. I am insufferable. I am not god, I am a slave.
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I will get emergency intercom merch tomorrow
I GOT MERCHHHHHHH AYYYYYY
I GOT MERCHHHHHHH AYYYYYY
I GOT MERCHHHHHHH AYYYYYY
I GOT MERCHHHHHHH AYYYYYY
