#// idk why but i love this and i feel like she'd be wild enough to get something like it

[tthalsey]

halsey: guess who got a new tattoo?

[minziemoon]

Life Series Rare Pairs I Wanna See More Of

Inspired by everyone else on my tl posting their dream team lineups for a life series season, I decided to do my own by thinking of the most random combinations I can imagine that would be entertaining to witness. Some of these are gonna be more detailed, some are just for vibes, and some for shits and giggles. Also I haven't watched every single pov of every single series, and I have the memory of a goldfish sometimes, so forgive me if these aren't all THAT rare. 🙏

1. Cleo + Jimmy

- This duo materialized itself in my brain after a random wild life episode from Jimmy's pov where he had a near death experience and ran to Cleo for comfort. It's occupied a lil corner of my brain ever since.

- I think Jimmy would really benefit from someone like Cleo on his side. Someone who you know you can rely on and come back to whenever you're in need of help. Unless you betray them, Cleo is such a good teammate and has a mom/older sibling feeling to her.

- I can imagine she'd spend half the season convincing Jimmy not to go poking fun at ppl and making enemies, only for her to snap once someone kills her unjustly and goes on to commit arson apon half the server. Then the roles would switch.

2. Gem + BigB

- The difference between Cleo and Jimmy's paragraphs to these two... I told yall some of them are just fueled by the potential of vibes.

- I have no clue how these two would function together. They barely even interact. But that's exactly why I want them together!!!

- I feel like they'd be really wholesome. Knowing Gem she'd bring out the best in him... but I also feel like B would once again betray or back stab her in some way. Either way I've become too curious and invested now.

3. Grian + Pearl

- The fact that the skyblings themselves are a rare pair nowadays is concerning. They don't interact NEARLY enough. The amount of wasted potential is to cry about.

- I feel like they'd be all up in other ppl's business. If Pearl were to turn red before Grian, I think he'd have the same dynamic with her like with red lifer Scar in 3rd life, supporting and encouraging her crimes from afar, really birthing another menace on the server.

- They'd have the time of their lives while red together and I'd be SEATED.

4. Mumbo + Tango

- One episode they're the most miserable wet cats on the map, the next their trap kills half the server. Their fate as a duo would be a gamble.

- Idk if their combined brain power would cancel each other out or multiple. Most likely cancel out. Because putting an uncontrolable nervous wreck with the ticking timebomb of unhingness CAN NOT turn out positive.

- Still, it would be SO entertaining and probably make for funny quotes.

5. Lizzie + Bdubs

- It felt like my brain glitched a lil when remembering these two.

- I feel like they'd be weirdly wholesome?? Like they wouldn't stress each other out. Maybe Bdubs' vocal coards could finally catch a break from yelling every episode. Also lowkey feel like he'd try his best to protect her.

- Pls Watchers, let them build some cute cotteges in the woods somewhere in peace 🙏

6. Ren + Scar

- Ik they aren't THAT rare to see together, but the fact that they've never been close to teaming before is astonishing to me.

- If Scar doesn't turn Ren's thing with Martyn into a love triangle by the end of the season, no one else ever will. The Red Winter would rise once again, but with two kings this time.

- I just wanna see theater kids have fun, okay? Sue me if you must. Martyn can join in too I would not mind in the slightest.

[thissongisawesome]

now, do i personally believe that maya and franziska would actively try to get phoenix and edgeworth together? not really. BUT. i don't see the harm in people writing scenarios in which they would? ik this sounds silly since maya and franziska wingmaning is one of the more popular ace attorney fic tropes, but i feel like recently i've seen a lot of hate towards and and i don't understand why!

think of it this way: maya is phoenix's best friend and like pseudo little sister, they're extremely close, and i'm pretty sure she teases him about his love life AT LEAST once in canon (it could be more, or i could've completely made this up, but i've played the trilogy enough where if i tried i could probably find an example but it's late and i'm tired). anyway with that said, why WOULDN'T she care about them getting together? she's shown in the first game to be pretty invested in "the deal with [nick] and edgeworth" her words, not mine. i'm not one to speak on later games because i honestly haven't touched them in over two years and even then they were a complete blur and i forgot everything except that edgeworth looked really ugly from the front. but. if my memory serves me i don't think their dynamic changed much? i can't see her caring AS much at 28 as she would at 17, because obviously she's grown and matured, but i don't think she'd be completely uninterested like some people say. maybe she wouldn't be wearing comical disguises to spy on them, but i could see her encouraging nick, or idk just telling trucy stuff about their old cases to stir something up.

i think the franziska side of things is where i'm a little more understanding, but also not really. on one hand, i get that she's very well put together and mature seeming. on the other hand, that's only how she SEEMS. i won't get into a whole franziska analysis because this post is already longer than i wanted and no one wants to hear me ramble about her, but she's not really as mature as she seems. anyway, would she care THAT much? the answer may surprise you!

now think of it THIS way: edgeworth is franziska's little brother. despite how she acts sometimes she obviously loves him dearly, and would (probably) just want him to be happy, with whatever foolishness it may endure. phoenix wright is franziska's sworn enemy. she can't stand him and feels as though he has personally wronged her before they even met. absolutely hates his guts (except for when they investigate together then they can be friends). franziska is incredibly smart, but she's clearly not the best emotionally. even with that, though, she seems to understand how important edgeworth is to phoenix ("earthquake blah blah blah" "are you thinking of miles edgeworth blah blah blah"). she kind of just accepts this, even though it implies that phoenix (a man he only recently reconnected with) would be on a similar level of emotional connection as his sister. maybe she doesn't think much about it though. she's just like sure whatever you're his most dear and indispensable friend i don't care anymore. do people really think that, if somehow she came to the conclusion that edgeworth had feelings for phoenix she wouldn't care in any way??? i'm not saying it'd necessarily be positive and all "you go girlfriend!", but to say she wouldn't CARE is so wild. she'd probably be furious, and so maybe she wouldn't wingman. but she does CARE about her brother, and honestly if it were presented to her on the right way she probably would wingman. one "hey franziska. i bet you can't make your brother get with phoenix wright. if they get together without your guidance then that basically means edgeworth beat you btw" and she's suddenly invested. (dramatized, but you get the point)

tldr; maya and franziska are not so nonchalant and cool that they wouldn't care about one of the most significant people in their lives having feelings for their courtroom rival of over a decade. that is all.

[ultimatemissadhd]

Fuck I don't care this fandom is more dead than my grandma and that no one will know what I'm talking about

Cassandra from Tangled the Series Headcanons (spoilers for the whole show)

Tw: Mentions of self harm, depression, other mental health issues

- Between her leaving and the last episode there is a time skip because the show kinda made it look like there wasn't and I don't like that so there was a few months time skip

- During that time skip, she struggles with her mental health a lot. She keeps finding ways to punish herself like not properly taking care of herself. Rapunzel and others would take care of her and make sure she is well fed and rested.

- The idea of her leaving would actually come early after the finale but she would hesitate. Not only her, Rapunzel would be worried that Cassandra with how bad her depression was at the moment, wouldn't take care of herself properly on the road which could have really bad consequences. Eventually, Cassandra would get better enough for Rapunzel to not be worried about her that much.

- Cassandra did not know how to take off her armour after the finale and had to go to Varian for help. It was all a very embarrassing experience, she doesn't like talking about it.

- She was very wild as a teenager.

- She has lots of scars on her body from different incidents (most from her teenage era)

- She began having really bad nightmares after the finale.

- She and Rapunzel would (obviously) write to eachother while she is away. Rapunzel would write a lot, every minor event would result in a letter, Cassandra would love to hear about all of them. However, Cass would struggle to write to Rapunzel sometimes since she struggles to express herself and her feelings. As much as Rapunzel worries, she understands. On the bright side, it would make Cassandra's letters very long since she would have a lot to write about after putting it off for so long.

- She did want to get included in the search for the lost princess multiple times but her father forbid her from it. He was very strict about it, eventually she gave up on trying. (You may figure out the reason on why he was so strict about it yourself iykyk)

- The only person (probably in the whole kingdom) aware of what happens to the lanterns after they look pretty and fly away. She didn't have a heart to tell that to anyone because of the meaning of the tradition.

- She did have problems with her hand after it got burned and it did hurt her a lot when she used it but she never told anyone and pretended it's fine. (I don't like how fast the show moved on from her hand getting burned like she got over it too fast idk)

- The moonstone had very weird effects on her other than providing her energy (so she didn't need to eat or sleep). One of it being that her chest did hurt sometimes because of the moonstone being stuck there, she did her best to ignore it. There's a high chance that if she kept it for longer, the pain could become unbearable.

- The moonstone effected her brain more than she thought, sometimes making her dissociate or have derealizations. This why she doesn't actually remember many moments of her life after she grabbed the moonstone, especially the moments between the mayor events when she'd be alone.

- Always wanted to explore the world but never had a chance. She was a bit jealous of Eugene whenever he would describe the places he have been to but she would never admit it.

- Actually witnessed the dancing scene from the movie and was a part of it at some point very very much against her will.

- Dissociates when emotions become too much, Rapunzel always gets extra concerned during those.

- Touch starved but also hated touching it's complicated.

- Cold hands

- (This one is based on this one shot I read on ao3 I might put it later when it's not 1am for me)

Growing up she never learned how to take care of her curly hair, since she never had a mum and the other maids working in the castle weren't much of a help. Eventually, Eugene would help her with it and teach her to take proper care of it.

[birdmitosis]

alright kit one voice of the paranoid pretty please with cherry on top 🥺

[ask game here]

(Thank you for re-sending this ask, IDK why Tumblr hated my last attempt so much-- 🥺💕)

HELL YEAH MY #1 BLORBINA!!!!!

First impression

Haha, okay, that vocal delivery is great and I love that paranoia of the "what if He hears us?" followed by "shit!" Paranoid characters can be really hit-or-miss, though, and this particular shtick could get old really fast; I hope it doesn't.

Impression now

My favorite darling who I love and adore, my most beloved of current blorbos, the reason my STP hyperfixation is so so strong, bird of my heart 💖

Favorite moment

This is such a hard call! I'm especially torn between two moments: Of course the initial "Heart. Lungs. Liver. Nerves." is amazing and holds a special place in my heart because it's the moment I knew I absolutely adored her. But also, despite loving absolutely everything about both the Wraith and the Moment of Clarity and the transitions into both of them… "Oh right, yeah, fuck this guy. Don't trust Him." all by itself makes me love freeing the Nightmare in her Chapter II just as much. (Not that there aren't other great lines in that path, like the delivery of "I thought you needed me to run the autonomic nervous system?" which is just hysterical to me! But that line… It just won me over even more.)

As an honorable mention, let me pour one out for the cut Paranoid moment in Apotheosis:

I carry this moment, and Paranoid's thoughts about listening to others' lies having value, in my heart forever. It's just such an interesting touch and I'm incredibly sad it's gone!

Idea for a story

I have so many unbaked, half-formed idea snippets and NO details to go with them:

Paranoid running into trouble when her overpreening habits leave her without the ability to fly in a key situation, when she'd been able to (with increasing difficulty) up to that point since getting out of the Construct.

The world outside the Construct being some post- or mid-apocalypse survival horror situation and somehow Paranoid's body winds up warping in ways that remind her unpleasantly of Nightmare, primarily a bunch of eyes beginning to open up all over her body, especially her wings.

Either post-Construct or a mundane AU, bird-people or human or just human-looking, where Paranoid figures out she's trans (and slowly gains in confidence) due to drag.

Something that explores the idea of the beta voices actually turning into some of the current voices (Doubting becoming Skeptic, Flinching becoming Cheated, Meek becoming Paranoid, and Obsessed becoming either Stubborn or both Hunted and Stubborn -- and Smitten splitting off from the beta's Hero too actually!). I actually do really like the idea of the beta voices being their own individual people out there somewhere, but Paranoid reverting to Meek for a while under some circumstance could be fun to play with! And only Hero, Broken, Cold, and Contrarian would even possibly remember Meek…

Unpopular opinion

Paranoid really is not helpless and I think some people forget that sometimes! She's also got wonky morals. I'd argue that the voices you can get in other voices' Chapter IIIs often says something about them; while getting Paranoid in Apotheosis is more her going "That's Enough" and getting Skeptic in both Eye of the Needle and Den is kind of the same, the way Cold and Opportunist both show up in Wraith-from-Nightmare feels more… simpatico with how Paranoid operates? Paranoid can be fucking ruthless and also seize any opportunity she spots, especially if she doesn't trust a person (and the only people she trusts are the Long Quiet and the other voices).

She is also totally willing to abandon or murder a woman and the only one she seems to feel at all bad about at any point to any degree is the Wounded Wild. She's also also super dedicated to coming out unharmed and surviving, but she will do things like advise slitting our own throat when she thinks it's a good idea, and she is prone to panic but also remarkably self-aware about it and knows her own paranoid tendencies aren't always good, and both of those things can be easy to forget but I love them!

Finally, I want to note that people sometimes seem to forget that she doesn't actually get along as badly with Opportunist as you'd think she might! Maybe it's because when you get Opportunist in Wraith, it's specifically via doing exactly what Paranoid is advising (or would advise) you to do in that situation. Cheated and even Hero are more snippy with and disparaging of Opportunist -- even Smitten is to some degree -- and Paranoid is more snippy with Hero and Broken, and Skeptic is the one who seems most disparaging of her. The dynamics being different from what you might think fascinates me, really, and I'm curious about how both new and old dynamics might end up looking in the Pristine Cut.

Favorite relationship

I MEAN…

Much like last time, romantically speaking I love her dynamic with Cold. But platonically, I'm fascinated by her dynamics with Broken, Opportunist, and the Narrator, love her dynamic with Hero, and would be interested to see more (or any) of her dynamic with Hunted, Skeptic, and/or Smitten in the Pristine Cut.

Among the vessels, I also think she'd have interesting dynamics with Damsel, Prisoner, Spectre, Stranger, and Thorn, and would actually love to see more of her dynamic with Nightmare, Wild, and Wraith. (Looking forward to those new Chapter IIIs, too, and I'm very curious about the expanded Apotheosis chapter!)

Favorite headcanon

Well, hands down my favorite headcanon is transfem Paranoid!

But I am also super attached to her having major difficulties with getting her own body: She overpreens to the point of not being able to fly, she has all sorts of trouble sleeping (nightmares, night terrors, insomnia, even sleepwalking), and worst of all she has a harder time trusting the others to the same extent that she used to, at least at first. They're still parsing as us but they're also parsing as other and it fucks with her a bit. She also can panic due to not being able to protect the others or sense the pain/injury/illness/etc. of the others the way she'd have been able to if they still shared a body...

Like, overall she does like having her own body, it's quieter and she has more control over herself, but there's a lot that's difficult about it for her too.

[ratslutuncontained]

I tend to find it a little strange when people are so scared of shit that they can't even think about trying anal on their own. And then I remember my first experience fingering a girl's ass, & I think, well no wonder I'm not worried about it. This experience probably braced me a little.

I would've been 19 or 20. Living in a sharehouse with 5 other people where the only common space were some couches in the hallway. Ruby* was the second person I started dating once I begun exploring polyamory. I always wish we'd had more crazy sex while we were together, because she had a high drive and some wild ideas. Hers was the first cock I ever touched, kissed, rode, and I'll be forever thankful to her for being a safe & fun early play partner.

One time, I had her on a leash, face down on my bed. I was just kind of teasing her gently, slowly. Massaging her really. Playing with her balls, taint, asscheeks. She was deep in it, moaning & whining & clearly enjoying it but clearly wanting more. So I begun running my fingers up & down her asscrack, grazing over her hole. Feeling her tense up each time I got close to striking gold. It was perfect. She was being beautifully wound up. Eventually, I had her begging for my fingers inside her.

I'd never topped anyone, really, at this point in my sexual career. So I didn't really know what I was doing. But I was content to let her sounds and body guide me. Ruby was an extremely communicative sex partner, which was great for me. So I ended up with two fingers buried in her ass up to the knuckle, not really sure what I was doing but sure enough that it was working as she was yowling like a cat in heat.

She'd told me beforehand that she hadn't cleaned herself out or anything. I was unperturbed. I'd grown up in the pit of a dairy farm, where if you were unlucky you may end up with hot fresh cow shit on your head at any time. I'd changed plenty of diapers. I was entirely unbothered by a little shit.

However, I hadn't really thought through the logistics at all. There came a point where she told me "hey this feels awesome but we're gonna need to stop because I need to go shit for real right now". And I was like oh okay wicked. Easy. So I pulled out and, perhaps obviously, found my hand and her hole quite the mess. She hurriedly put on some clothes so she could make her way through the hallway, where all five of my housemates were of course congregated, to the bathroom. While she was in there, I attempted to find something to wear to the bathroom myself, while also not touching anything with my poop-hand. I thankfully managed by the time she returned and made my own journey to the bathroom. On my way there, housemates attempt to engage me in conversation as though it were not painfully obvious that my girlfriend and I were cleaning up after sex and I was in a mild rush. Alas. I make it to the bathroom and clean up.

Upon returning to the bedroom, Ruby is somewhat apologetic. I have literally zero qualms and assure her of this. We cuddle and grope each other for several more hours. Thee end.

So idk. The idea of doing anal alone in my room and potentially making a mess really does not scare me lmfao. My ex wife always wanted me to top them but was always too anxious about the "mess" of anal to actually let me try and I never really understood why (and then, because I never topped them, they always acted like I COULDN'T top '-_-). But I neeeeeeed to get inside someone's ass again tbh. It's been too long.

Conclusion: uhhh. Try stuff? Have fun? It's really not that scary! Love and light.

*not her real name

[snailpastaenjoyer35]

Okay random music headcannons for undertale characters:

Toriel - classical piano, orchestra, and ballad lover. She loves Christmas music. When listening to music she doesn't like, she'll very subtly note that she doesn't like it but will always listen to it regardless. Doesn't care for profane or modern music (post 2010s).

Papyrus - likes music but doesn't really have his own taste. He doesn't actively go out of his way to listen to music but enjoys songs when they're played. Probably likes musicals though.

Alphys - Kpop, Jpop, and various anime openings. I feel like she'd be the kind to listen to "LoFi beats to chill and relax to" when she needs to get stuff done. Likes video game soundtracks, loves the Stardew Valley soundtrack in particular.

Undyne - tbh I'm not sure, it might be a little on the nose but maybe instrumental metal music? She likes intense music a lot, but can find herself listening to piano music on off days.

Asgore - orchestral, classical, instrumental, opera music. Idk why but it fits that he'd like classic country (pre-2000s country, i.e. Toby Keith, Kenny Rodgers, George Strait), I know this one's a little far-fetched though 💀. He's also super open minded to music, even profane stuff (though he's not the biggest fan).

Asriel - indie rock and 2000s rock. Probably likes Nirvana and 3 Doors Down.

Sans - likes 70s, 80s, early 90s hits. I feel like he'd listen to disco bands like Fleetwood Mac, Wild Cherry, and Shalamar. Likes Jazz and blues. I can't really see him listening to that much music though, maybe he's more of a podcast enjoyer when he wants background noise.

Mettaton - LIVES for musicals. Likes his own music that he puts out. Upbeat dance music, like dance pop. His music needs DRAMA, whether it's slow or upbeat doesn't matter. Likes meaningful lyrics.

Okay that's enough of that, feel free to disagree with me and let me know what you think they'd like 😍😍

[robertphilip]

do you think they ever get a pet when sofia is a kid and she wants one Really Really Really Reallyyyyyy badly!!!!😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

ah, this was fun to think about :3 !!!!!!!!!!!!

Sofia loves snakes so much, and I think from a very early age she was begging, and begging, and begging to have one. Robert was very Not Interested in this because 1) he knew Sofia would make him hold it, which he did Not want to do, but 2) she was little, which meant he and Giselle would have to do the majority of the work raising said snake. And he doesn't know nearly enough about proper snake care to, well, take care of it. He also really doesn't want to deal the whole Feeding It Mice thing, and Giselle certainly does not like the idea of doing that either.

There's also the worry that, because Sofia is so young, she may lose interest very quickly, and Robert doesn't want to deal with trying to rehome the little guy.

But Sofia doesn't ever lose interest in snakes. When they visit the zoo, she always wants to spend hours looking at them. And she's always asking her parents to take her to the pet stores so she can stare at them. And she can communicate with animals, so the snakes love her just as much as she loves them.

When Sofia is about 6, Robert and Giselle both decide that, if she's still interested in wanting one when she's older, and more capable of caring for it on her own, they will get her a pet snake.

And so she sets out to learn every little thing she can about taking care of every different kind of snake. Which, she kind of already knew a lot, but still, she kept reading, and reading, and reading, and asking a million questions to both zookeepers, and the employees at the pet stores.

Eventually, for her 12th birthday, Robert and Giselle agree that she's ready, and they surprise her with all the supplies she'll need, and they take her to the pet store to pick out which snake she wants. And Sofia, gosh she is SO excited. She starts crying, and she can’t stop hugging both her parents, and keeps thanking them over, and over.

Later, she thanks Giselle for “finally convincing Daddy to let me have a snake.” but Giselle tells her that she had nothing to do with it, and it was all his idea because he believed she was Finally Ready, which just made Sofia even happier.

I feel like they'd probably get a corn snake to start, and she'd name him Dragon, because she's 12 and loves dragons, and she loves him sooooooo SO much. He’s her bestie, and she walks around the house with him all the time. You know this vine? That’s Sofia and Dragon.

Also, part of the deal was to make sure she didn’t randomly shove him in Robert’s face, or make him hold it, the way she did with worms, and bugs, and she agreed. But eventually he does come around to the idea of awkwardly patting the snake’s head with his finger, and that’s good enough for everyone.

And Giselle !! She loves Dragon. She does not enjoy feeding him, but she loves holding him, and letting him slither up and down her arm. She and Sofia do not understand why Robert gets so whiney about it.

Oh, and Morgan thinks he's cool, too, and so does Tyson. They like holding him, buuuuuut Sofia's also like. not rude about it but any time someone other than her holds Dragon for too long she's like, "okay, he's my son, give him back now, thank you 😠😤" She's just not very good at Sharing.

As a random sidenote, in the script, Morgan says this,

which is wild to me because it means Morgan remembers the divorce in this draft, and that's just. idk wild to think about but also, Robert buying an iguana to smooth over the divorce news ????????? I respect you, Bill Kelly, but I think I know more about your characters than you do 😤

anyway, thank god that was cut. just not realistic.

[nerves-nebula]

You know what's funny?

I was a very quiet baby, and then toddler and then kid -- partly because I couldn't speak lmao -- but like, in the sense that I wouldn't fuss. I still don't cry, and I've never lashed out or yelled at anybody because I don't feel the standard sad and angry.

But my little sister has always felt everything so much. I can't remember a single day she hasn't yelled at me for literally whatever, and every single time she'd hurt my feelings when we were smaller and I'd report it to my parents, they'd tell me "it's because she feels" and leave her to it.

And I never understood why she did that until I saw your comics. You're somehow able to portray strong feelings? Sadness and anger. Still have no idea how that stuff feels like but that last comic panel made me realize I understood why Leo lashed out you know?

So idk. I think I can ignore my younger sister yelling at me now. Thanks to your art.

that's wild. that I like, helped you with that?? just by expressing myself? god i love art.

im definitely more on the emotional side but I'd HATE to hurt anyone so I try to keep it all internal instead of lashing out. unfortunately, being more honest with my emotions means that sometimes they make me into a Shitty Ass person. honestly T has helped me a lot with emotional regulation, at least, I'm not having sobbing fits nearly as much since I started it haha.

but yea my entire childhood was just miserable cause of how emotional i felt all the time, and how i never got help for it. so I'm very well acquainted with Extreme Emotions.

I'm glad I helped you with that. emotions are hard, I'd say that strong enough emotions borderline make you temporarily insane (speaking from experience) and panic is a hell of a drug. though that's not an excuse to lash out at people, and it sucks that you keep getting yelled at. your sister should work on that tbh.

but I imagine that if you've never had such overwhelming, all consuming emotions, it might be hard to understand the idea of someone lashing out so viciously.

BUT now i'm just rambling :) POINT IS this is very sweet and I'm happy to help hah

[devastatinglygreen]

Brosephine back to say “Did you ever know that your my heroooo”

When I tell you *that storyline* still makes me irrationally angry bc not only is it SO far removed from the book and the relationship between those characters (HIS COUSIN????) It changes the Polin dynamic so much. We knew as Polin shippers we’d have to deal with the “I’ll never marry/court Penelope” but to watch him do all of that right in front of Pen while book!Colin specifically says he never proposed to anyone else???? And Colin already has enough doubt and second guessing about his place in the world as the third son. VERY UNNECESSARY to add in some more insecurity and question of whether or not his real fiancé is lying to him! Nah for these reasons alone S3 will be superior bc at least it made fucking sense.

Also as a Plant Daddy and Eloise fan I’d love for their story to be next, and think it’d make the most sense given where the story left off (My conspiracy is given that Ben was often with Hy and Greg this season when he wasn’t being the story bicycle means he’s not mature enough/ready for his love story yet) BUT is that just going to be used as more angst for Pen given what *that storyline* meant for her? This is why I have CVDPTSD.

"you're everything i wish i could beeeeeeee"

it's so random, really. and to make her a featherington cousin when her being a bridgerton cousin is literally the crux of why eloise writes to phillip is wild but whatever.

we get it, the show likes love triangles but she wasn't even interested past her own interests and you know how shows often write women with an ulterior motive that either condemns or absolves them? it was like that but make her inherently unlikable on top of it.

also i feel like the triangle needs to know it's a triangle to work and also love triangles are awful and we need to stop relying on them because the show doesn't really put any effort into them. debling? colin never even speaks to him (10/10 no notes on that, that's hilarious actually) but stares hatefully. that man wasn't even aware there was one, he was like i need a wife and i want to see some penguins.

(tho pour one out to knowing, with your whole heart, had there been another female for colin that pen had to suffer through, she'd have been called petty and immature if she'd acted at all the way colin did)

i do think s3 tried to fix some of his insecurity, pls no one throw tomatoes at me, by having him search for the physical connection with randoms that left him wanting. it was a very clear way to have him understand the difference in how he felt after being with penelope. and how clear they made it that he was in love, he was telling everyone about it, he wasn't using it as a defense to get people to take him seriously, he was like, i don't think you understand, i am losing my shit about being in love, this has never happened before i am stupid in love and also possibly the most motivated man on the planet i cannot pick a struggle. i need to see my wife immediately.

they were also not subtle about anthony being like at least you're getting married for all the RIGHT reasons this time. LIKE LOVE. because that wasn't it the first time, bro.

either way. still. they had to do way too much work to bring him back around to book colin's revelation of how nothing like penelope had ever happened to him before.

i would loooove eloise next but idk. i'm down for a conspiracy theory. and yesssss, you know they'd love to have shoved all the angst down penelope's throat about it. cvdptsd fr fr.

support group is tuesdays at 7pm. bring cookies. or cake (don't worry, we looked into it and it does not get you pregnant).

[covingtonrp]

NESLIHAN TURAN is looking for her RECENT EX. For more details and how to contact the player, read below.

This connection is TAKEN.

Character Name: Neslihan Turan

Connection Name: UTP

Age Range: 30-38

Type of Connection: Recent Ex

Suggested Faceclaims: I've pictured him as Boyd Holbrook for aesthetic purposes, see here but some other suggestions are: Garrett Hedlund, Paul Mescal, Lucien Laviscount, Peter Gadiot, Alberto Guerra, Darren, Barnet, Bill Skarsgard, Idk anyone really who can pass for a musician or music producer.

Details: Nesli and this character met during the height of her career after they collaborated musically. There are a few different ways this connection can be played out and it really depends on what his job in the music industry is. Whether he's a musician himself (I imagine him to be a country singer because they met in Nashville and she's a blend of country and pop, or he's a rapper/singer and dj) or if he's a music producer. I'm happy to discuss both avenues to see which one fits better as we flesh the connection out but!!! that's the gist of how they met.

They dated in secret for a good couple of months before their relationship went public by the persistence of their publicists. And once that happened, their fans on both sides went wild. While there were the usual jealous haters, many people genuinely loved them together and "shipped them".

Nesli was very much invested in the relationship and loved him a lot. It was with his influence and him in general that her music grew at the magnitude it did. He was very much her muse and she'd written countless songs about him.

But oddly enough, since they split.... that muse has gone away and its affected her career. The reason for that is, she has too many unresolved feelings she hasn't let herself confront. While she should be writing and releasing a record breaking break up album, she's actually struggling to do just that.

I have this headcanon that she firmly believes he cheated on her which is why she ghosted him and left Nashville to return to Covington (aside from her record label drama). Its bad enough, her career is threatening to plummet into the toilet, she can't face him on top of it. But whether or not he actually did can be discussed. I think it's highly likely it was just a misunderstanding (ie: she saw him photographed intimately with someone else, was told he was seeing other people by a jealous third party, saw suspicious messages on his phone, etc). But, I would love to discuss these ideas with whoever grasps at the connection.

They had a very good run and there is still lingering feelings on Nesli's side. And I like to believe they are on his too (see the first inspo song I'm attaching below)

Inspo Playlist: one, two, three, four

Contact the player at: @nessituran

[storm-driver]

ep 16 : i'm actually gonna write down my thoughts as i watch this one compared to just compiling everything afterwards. reiterating, im watching these in PRODUCTION order, rather than their seasonal order, so this is maternal instict rather than lucky in love.

the cold open makes me wonder why the fentons have like a whole training course in the basement with the ghost portal, and its a training course that seems specifically built for danny, or just another ghost to use? like hoops hanging from the ceiling, giant steel walls that are otherwise impassable. idk, i know it's supposed to showcase danny is getting the hang of his powers and thus he's working on improving his performance, this is probably just for fun more than anything and im jaded for thinking deeply on it

also ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE FUCKING MILES PER HOUR????? GIVE HIM A FEW YEARS AND HE'S GONNA BREAK THE SOUND BARRIER (i cannot remember for the life of me if he ever does that, and i feel it'd be really cool if he does, but that does mean he'd have to go like 7 times his current top speed, which is probably insane)

the gag at the start where jack doesn't fucking notice the mailman is a ghost and throws the dude a nickel, only for it to fly through his hand made me spit out my drink.

danny's physiology is so fucked by the ectoplasm infused in his body that it literally just does whatever he wants if he focuses hard enough and that is a special kind of horror reserved for fanfics. it's wild to see the show just casually do it. i never wanna see it again but also im VERY interested in seeing it again.

i fucking forgot this show made the "SHE'S A MINOR" line before phineas and ferb did, the way i WHEEZED as it hit me, holy shit.

im obsessed with the way danny and vlad throw their powers at each other when maddie isnt looking, like the hatred is painted on the WALLS, and they have to try and play it chill when someone else is in the room. it reminds me of trollhunters when jim and strickler were fighting, and every time barbara looked back, the two were just chilling. but then she'd look away, and suddenly there's a sword-wielding boy and a demon in the living room.

the backwash incident is something i need to know about, but i absolutely do not and i don't know why.

it's actually sad to watch danny repel maddie's affection, but not because he's actively upset or doesn't wanna spend time with her. but she's literally wearing a device that electrocutes him every time she comes into contact, and he can't explain why he needs the space outside of masking it as that "moody teenager" outlet. it does make the latter bits of the episode where his powers are gone feel better, since he isn't being injured by being in contact and actually gets to give his mother physical affection, which is just fucking sweet???? im a sucker for family stuff bro what can i say

the fucking "those are gonna be the worst two minutes of my life" line has the same delivery as the "dude it's an espresso machine" line from the nicktoons unite games, this is just a dumb observation.

the fact that danny gets to sic all the ghost animals on vlad at the end by making them remember that vlad had them all killed and mounted on the walls of his house was fucked up in a fun way, but also, yet another jab at butch hartman's "THEY'RE NOT GHOSTS :c" thwarted again by apparently his favourite episode???? bro literally just ignored his own show's canon ig

overall fun antics episode, the fact that danny got to wail on vlad for making fun of his dad felt earned, especially for getting to bring him down to a level where danny actually stood a chance. it's nice to see maddie and danny bonding, while jazz and jack got a fun B plot in the background.

yknow what I'm cataloging my feelings as i rewatch every danny phantom episode, here we go

[gilbirda]

Hello again! I've actually written the down some of my "Jason and the Spraypaint 'Thief'" idea tho its mostly scaffolding and i dont feel ready to share it just yet, but progress is being made!

If I may ask for your advice once more, the story has begun leaning towards Anger Management vibes (thanks for that brainrot too (affectionate)), but i dont feel great that the genesis of Jason and Jazz meeting is after Jason basically stalks Jazz in his hunt for whoever is buying his spraypaint before he can. Like, she is the one buying the paint, but the dynamic feels too onesided atm in terms of agency, but idk what Jazz would be doing that could parallel Jason.

The best Ive got is she tried to find out who bought out the yarn she was knitting with (it was Jason being petty), but I dont think she'd care as much as Jason does with the paint and it also feels too samey.

...Just had this thought while writing this, would it vibe with Jazz's character if she kept tabs on the Batfam for Danny? Like in terms of location. Ive got it that Danny dosnt want anything to do with the Batfam atm, Gothem is their turf fighting-wise and he dosnt want to encroach on that (tho he does help people in need when he comes across them), he just wants to make cool art in weird places (and maybe some ghost king stuff, not sure on that just yet) (maybe as a coping mechanism bc I do like the angst that comes from 'Danny leaves Amity bc the Fentons reactly badly to him being a halfa', tho still not sure how he gets into spraypaint yet, that feels like an important detail), so Jazz keeps tabs on their patrols for Danny so he can spraypaint without drawing their attention, and then Jazz notices Red Hood acting a bit odd and does her own investigating to make sure its not ghost business (she would know that RH has ghost vibes from Danny and his current spraypaint investigating behaviour maybe looks like a ghost obsession without context), and maybe she ends up pulling a Tim and figures out Red Hood is Jason, just due to ghost vibes instead of acrobatics.

I havent even gotten to them actually meeting in my planning yey, its just discovery eachother from afar and general thoughts of 'thats the person Im looking for, they're kinda cute' so far. Current vauge idea is they meet in a fight, tho i might be biased bc i did recently reread 'cant help falling (in love with you)' (i think i said this before, but amazing story btw, eagerly waiting for the next chapter!)

I hope this makes sense. This is the first time I've had an idea I've wanted to share with other fandom people and felt comfy enough to do so.

(your ask got sent twice so im gonna answer one and delete the other. Just Tumblr things I guess)

SO

I see Anger Management and go feral

I see what you mean about there being a power imbalance in their meeting situation - but we have to be aware that the source material is like that. Jason is a crime fighter and a vigilante and also a very extra boy. He is petty and arrogant and sometimes he is not above using his skills for personal use.

You can make it so she knows what's going on and leads him in a wild goose chase just for funsies. Make Jazz petty as well. Make her highly competent. Make her win in his own game and boom, no more power imbalance. (Also that can be a cool "I need to know more of this woman" kind of situation.)

Another alternative, is making her think he is stalking her for unsavory purposes and beat the shit out of him.

I like what you said about Jazz being the one that keep tabs on all the vigilantes. She could have profiled them all, studied their patterns, and Tim Drake her way into memorizing their patrol routes so Danny can paint in peace.

So that's why when her new stalker starts bothering her, she is so Done(tm) that she is not afraid to gatekeep, gaslight, girlboss her way into making him stop.

How she does it? Dealer's choice.

(I'm weak to the fight approach, if it wasn't obvious (✿◡‿◡) )

(But outsmarting him could work as well.)

(Jason is into women that can kick his ass, be it physically or in smarts)

So in conclusion I think if you want to not fall into icky power imbalances and not fall into highly competent Mary Sues tropes, the sweet spot would be Jazz making the choice to take act or not, and base it on actual conflict: If she can't just beat the shit out of him, explain why. If she is not going to make a deal out of it, explain why. Make the character have agency and a choice in the matter, even if that choice is inaction.

Thank you for showing me your progress!!!! I'm so happy when people make content for the crossover and my favorite ship!!!

Also thanks for reading my fics!

🤗💖

[house-of-slayterr]

Hello self-claimed friend! Another though came to mind... What if y/n had a friend like Elliot from Euphoria? Cause I feel like Mags might pass out when she discovers them doing drugs together.

Maggie:

Also in Euphoria Elliot (kinda, I mean...) ruined Rue and Jules's relationship, so I feel like Maggie might get bad vibes. I can see her being on edge with the new possible home wrecker. This new character might get in the way of bringing mommy and daddy together 😆 (I'm sorry idk why this is kinda funny to me)

Euphoria in Dystopia:

So sorry this took so long love, I've been in and out of the hospital. But I think this is a devilish idea! I chose to change the name a bit because why not.

Tags: @howl-fantasies @keffirinne

TW: Drug use, I do not condone the glorification of said actions, but I do not condemn the people trapped in its cycle. Please reach out for help if you're struggling, your life is worth it.

Y/N POV:

I was on another inevitable path to self-destruction. It felt nice every once in a while to assure my own demise instead of someone else's. I sharpened my blades with reckless abandon as I let my thoughts carry me far away from this bleak reality. Victor broke my trust, and now I was going to break him into a bunch of minuscule pieces and feed him to the rats.

I'd sent Maggie to the store to get some supplies, I was sure she'd be out the whole day. It wouldn't be easy for someone like her to navigate the streets of the narrows alone. But I knew she could handle herself, she'd just be on a wild goose chase for a while. Long enough for me to make up my mind without her pesky interface. I swore sometimes that girl didn't have a menacing bone in her body. How could she be so open to forgiveness at a time like this? Why was she so attainment on making me forgive that traitor?

I'd have his head on a stake before I let him crawl back into my life. That was one thing Carmine taught me well, better than my own father did. Yet little miss goodie two shoes remained adamant that I get back together with my lying scheming husband. Sometimes I hated her for her optimism.

I glared at my phone as it rang from across the room. When the jingle started over I knew I couldn't escape the call.

"Hello." I breathed down the line, an heir of exhaustion hanging from my voice.

"Ciao mio vecchio amico!" a voice I hadn't heard in a long time spoke.

"Elios?"

"How's my Belladonna doing?"

"What do you want?" "Well, that's no way to greet a friend, open the door, I come bearing gifts."

I cocked my gun, checking the peephole to ensure it was really him. I unlocked the door and pulled him inside.

"Woah, what's with the hostility Amour Mio? Vickey really got you that bent out of shape?"

"Don't mention his name!" I seethed.

"Got it, I won't mention Voldermort again."

"I hate that I understand your childish reference."

"Yeah, but you love me though. Besides, I brought the foodstuff. The best way to forget an Ex, is to forget everything."

I smiled at him, the kind of smile that would make most people uncomfortable. But Elios excepted it with open arms. He always did, excepted every part of me. It was intoxicating being loved by him in such an unconditional way. Though not always romantic, it was appreciated.

An hour later we were reminiscing on old times, so coked out and cross faded, I was surprised I could even think in full sentences. It had been a long time since I'd been on anything harder than top-shelf liquor from Carmine's stash. I missed feeling like this, not having a care in the world, feeling safe, not on guard. But this moment wouldn't last forever.

I heard the key to the door turn, but I didn't bother to arm myself. Elios gave me a weird look.

"Since when did you become less jumpy? Not so trigger happy now are we sweetheart?"

I rolled my eye, shoving his face back into the couch. I watched as Maggie strolled in. Her eyes were on the floor as she greeted me.

"I got the stuff you asked for. I don't think I want to know what you're gone use... any, of this for. Don't you already have enough knives-"

She finally glanced up, seeing the dishevelled state of the apartment, of me.

"Who's this?" Her voice was cold, calculated.

"The names Elios Sweetness, what's yours?" He purred.

Elios had a one-track mind almost all the time, but especially when he was on heavy drugs. It was kinda pathetic, in an almost endearing sort of way. He was like a lost puppy, looking for its master. I watched her outwardly shutter at the nickname, Victor's nickname for me. I wouldn't admit that it stung to hear.

"Yeah, Elios was it? You don't have my permission to call me that."

She set down the bag on the table, kicking the door shut behind her before locking it again.

"Easy toots, didn't mean any harm."

She blew him off, making her way to the kitchen to prepare herself a cup of tea like she always did. It was strange how comfortable she felt in my house, around me. I was like a ticking time bomb, and she was certainly in my blast radius.

"Dove hai trovato questa persona innocente?" Elios mused.

"Mi crederesti se ti dicessi che i poliziotti l'hanno portata da me?" I joked.

He raised a curious brow to me.

"Impossibile, è incapace di essere subdola. Dove l'hai trovata davvero?"

"Osservare."

"Magnolia, darling can you bring me the bag in the cupboard next to the freezer?"

"Just a second." She shouted from her spot in the kitchen.

She came to sit on the other end of the room, her tea in one hand and my bag of goodies in the other. She gently placed it in my hand before returning to her spot. She sipped her tea with the ever-present smile on her face. The one a child wore on Christmas. How was she always this happy? It was almost disgusting. But I could tell she was on edge, she didn't like my company.

"How was your day?" She asked me.

I chuckled lightly.

"It's getting better. ELios here brought some fun with him?"

"I'm not sure I want to know your definition of fun either."

"How were the Narrows?" I mused.

"Don't go there right now, don't think I didn't know that little mission you sent me on was just to get me out of the house. I'm not entirely naive. I only completed it because I was curious. Now that curiosity is dead. I want no part in whatever you're planning, but I guess it's nice to see you not moping around for once."

I scoffed. "I don't mope."

She sipped her tea in silence, looking at me with her judgy little eye over the rim. She crossed her legs in a condescending manner, almost as if she were moonlighting as the mother figure this time. It was kinda cute, watching her try to play the manipulation game. She got up for a moment to go grab her book from the other room, another one gifted to her from this J.T. I honestly should look into this secret admirer of hers, but she didn't seem worried about it. You could never truly trust anyone in Gotham.

Elios gave me a mischievous look. I raised a brow at him.

"She needs to loosen up, don't you think?"

Normally I wouldn't approve, but this was harmless, right? I was right here, he didn't mean her any harm. Maggie really did need to stop playing mother hen and have some fun for once. He slipped a small amount of MDMA into her tea and stirred it with his finger, before offering it to me to lick clean. By the time Maggie came back, we were full-on making out on the couch.

"Really? I leave the room for two seconds. You both are worse than teenagers."

"What are you, my mother?"

She glared at me before taking another sip of her drink and cracking open her book. Lunar Park by Bret Easton Ellis. I gave her my best innocent smirk and continued to make out with Elios after flipping her off. She rolled her eyes and continued reading. Elios and I made a silent bet over how long it would take the drugs to kick in.

I watched as she became antsy in her seat, fighting with her book page every once and a while. This should be fun. She cleared her throat, excusing herself from the room.

Maggie's POV:

My entire body felt strange, I could practically feel every particle in the air touching my skin. My brain felt fuzzy, like how it did whenever I would get sick. I couldn't be disassociating now, not when Y/N was acting so reckless. Olive never told me what happens when I go away, just that he prefers it when I'm here. I didn't want to go away, not now, not ever.

My heart was pounding in my chest, and my skin felt clammy. The room felt like it was spinning, and I was with it. But everything felt upsideown. I splashed some water in my face, looked into the mirror and jumped back at what I saw. She didn't look like me, but of course, she was me. The girl before e looked tired, mentally at least.

I pushed the thought away, shaking my head as I left the bathroom, I couldn't let Y/N know I felt wrong, she'd see me as weaker than I already am. And with her new friend being here, it wasn't safe. So, I pretend everything was fine, despite the heavy pull on my brain, whipping very coherent thought I had from my frontal cortex. Maybe if I turned on some music, I could pretend t think clearly. I'm sure the two horn dogs on the couch wouldn't mind. Music had always been my escape, but only Oliver and Thea had heard me sing before.

I walked over to my speaker and turned on my playlist. I had to admit, the longer I looked at this stranger, the nicer he looked. I hummed the tune lightly as I made my way around the room, looking at random things like they were the most interesting thing in the world. I didn't even feel the four sets of eyes that were on me near the end of the song.

"You've got a lovely voice Kitten, you should sing us something." Elios complemented.

I desperately fought the blush creeping onto my cheeks. Why was I so easily flustered right now?

"He's right, I didn't know you could sing. Go on..." Y/N encouraged>

Really what did I have to lose? It's not exactly like this was some embracing screen that Y/N could use against me.

The next song on my playlist kicked up and I let my body flow to the music, letting my brain completely give way to this odd feeling.

"You like control, well I do too... take off my clothes and watch me move." I sang.

The clothes on my skin felt tighter, constricting. I hated the feeling.

"Help me with the zipper on my skirt, it's stuck. As you kneel, I'll be watching you fix me. This view of you, of the top of your head, makes me forgive you."

My brain wandered to Jim, back to that night. It all suddenly seemed clear in my head. Every memory flooding back.

"But your skin, did you notice your skin it cries a soft weep like mine."

I made my way back over to the couches, ignoring the eyes intently watching me. Soaking in my every move like I was the only thing in the room.

"How 'bout, how 'bout just a part of you..."

I was suddenly close to Elios, close enough to notice the detail now. I could see why Y/N Liked him. He was easy on the eyes, but clearly, he had to have a darkness about him that she would fall for.

"'Cause I want, I want, I want, I want... I want, I want, I want, I want, I want-" I trailed off.

I pulled him into a forceful kiss, which was unlike me. But it was nice, somehow exciting yet peaceful. Like I didn't have a single care in the world. He didn't pull away, instead choosing to bite deeply into my lower lip. I could feel the heat rise to the area as flesh and blood fell from the wound.

I licked at his lip, shoving my tongue down his throat, letting him taste my blood as I explored. Behind me, Y/N reached for the absinthe that had been sitting on the coffee table. Had they really been drinking that heavily earlier? But my thoughts were quickly brought back when Elios trailed a hand up my shirt, pulling a whimper out of me. God, I wasn't usually this needy.

Y/N sipped her beverage as she watched, a smirk permanently plastered on her face. What did they do to me? Those bastards, when my brain was clear I'd give her a piece of my mind. I threw my hand back, not breaking away from the kiss, as a grabbed the drink from her hand. I finally broke the friction, much to his dismay and gulped down the rest of her drink.

Fuck it, maybe I didn't want to remember tonight either. They always say if you can't beat them, join them. She let out a laugh, snatching the cup back from me and pouring more.

"Somebodies having fun, finally."

"Well excuse me for not relishing in your anguish Mon Ami. I'm not like you, remember?"

"Really, cause you all over Elios like I was the first time we met."

I looked back at the man in question and watched as he pulled something out of a bag in his pocket. He placed the contents of the bag on his tongue before pulling me in for another kiss, slipping whatever it was onto my own tongue. I fought to keep my brain stable, but it was a losing game. I knew I'd crash and burn, hard, soon.

I couldn't understand why Y/N insted on dragging me into all of her bullshit? Though I suppose it was my fault for caring even after the many warnings she gave me. She was going off the deep end, and I was sinking right with her. Where the hell was Victor when you needed him? Funny that a psychopath is the bolt level-headed one of us. Elios was dangerous, but every part of me craved that right now.

I tugged off my shirt, overwhelmed by the feeling of the fabric caressing my skin.

"Somebodies eager." He purred in my ear.

I rolled my eyes, pushing him down on the couch. The part of me that was still lucid was more desperate.

"What did you give me?" I slurred out.

"Nothing much, just something to help you relax sweetheart. Y/N favourite cocktail."

"Foolish of you to think she can handle that much Baby. I mean, she is just a baby after all, Isn't that right Maggie?" Y/N taunted.

"I can handle whatever this is, fuck you very much!"

"Whatever you say Sugar."

She lit a smoke, blowing it into my face.

"But if you're not gonna fuck him, I will." She finished.

I glared, pouting.

"What, still have that pipe dream of Mommy and Daddy getting back together? Not gonna happen Kiddo. Daddy bit the bullet, and he bit it hard. Something I have no doubt hell do over and over because he takes whatever I give him. Maybe you should learn a little something from Victor on that front, Doll."

She lifted me, almost too easily from my spot on the couch. Granted I didn't put up much of a fight, not that I could. I watched from my little corner of the world as they went at each other like starved animals. I knew she was just doing this to hurt Victor in some way, the only way she could truly do that was by hurting herself. The same way Jim was hurting me every time he ran right back into Lee's arms. That dreadful woman, I did not envy her one bit. Gotham would be her downfall, as it appears we shared the same fate. Doomed to love a man who was never truly available. Forced to watch as our lives crumble from the outside in, just pawns in the grand joke that was Gotham City.

AN: Not that I don't respect Maggie's right to be a whore, cause she's doing great at it. But I really have to stop traumatising her by making her sleep with certain people when she won't remember it.. why am I so mean to her? She doesn't deserve this. Also ouch Y/N being a bitch and using the nickname even though she knows about Maggie's other half. Brutal.

[cherry-ber]

“You notice how wine makes people wanna feel, like sexy?”

Pairing: idol! Mark Lee x female reader

Plot: Lonesome creeps into everyone's mind, even those who seem to have it all.

Genre: fluff mostly, angst.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, extremely painful for me to write this since I feel lonely idk if that triggers you too.

A.N: inspired by the first draft of too drunk to fuck and my bff's dependence of wine to exist 😳 this took me 10 hours to write but it might still be pretty shit. And yeah Clueless some how

After a long, long week of continuous recordings, dance practices, re-recordings and photo sessions, all he wanted to do, was sleep for twenty hours straight. He knew that he was a very lucky man, he was really living the dream. Not everyone was able to do what they loved, with people they genuinely liked, and still get payed for it, but he was. He had always been grateful, he knew the real value of things in real life, and sometimes he felt like he didn't even deserve it.

An insane amount of people knew his name, knew him, and constantly made sure that he knew how appreciated he was, but he couldn’t understand it at all. Sure, he proved himself over and over again how great he could be, and he was proud too, but why did people really loved him? Sometimes it's easy to lose yourself, but lately he was struggling even more, he felt lost and unworthy, he felt guilty, even, because he shouldn't feel this way.

Mark was home alone, after his friends went out to have dinner and drinks. He excused himself out of the reunion saying that he would call his parents and then heading straight to the bed. He wasn't lying at all, he did have a small call with his family, and then went to his room, expecting that he'd fall asleep soon and forget about what he was feeling, he was done with that for today.

He played a movie in his computer, knowing that whatever it was, he wasn't paying attention anyway. He hated to admit it, but he felt like he was missing something, rather, someone. He felt ridiculous, knowing how much people loved him, how many friends he had, but he couldn’t help it, he would be lying if he didn't say he could use a little company. Mark was busy most of the time, which, although tiring, was an escape from his loneliness, it was moments like this where he'd have enough time to sink in this small puddle of angsty feelings, that just grew until it was as big as an ocean. He couldn't explain why he felt so bad, he had enough friends to count on, and even when he considered he was only in need of a physical affect, it turned out to not be the answer, even when he masturbated, when he was finished, those feelings were still there. As the movie went on without him noticing, he turned his head to the side, and imagined someone next to him, wearing his clothes and stealing his blanket. He giggles, imagining cuddling someone to sleep, their heat making him feel home. He finally closes his tired eyes with a smile, hoping his dreams will be sweet and last long.

He wakes up in a bad mood, and doesn't really want to talk to anyone, his older friends notice, and decide to let him be, they know that if something is really wrong, he'll come to them eventually. After a quick shower, he decided he needed some privacy, some time alone, despite being scared of being stuck with himself, and went out on his own, ignoring the texts on the group chat, where everyone wondered where he was going. He had breakfast in a small Cafe, went to a movie matinee, an art gallery, a theater play, and then to a mall to buy himself expensive clothes. He had an okay day, and he grew a little bit of joy, finding himself alone and still almost enjoying his time, but mostly, ignoring his mind when he saw a couple, and wished he could have that too. He enters a restaurant, intending to order something take out for his friends, as an apology for being moody and worrying them. He waits stand up next to the door, with a cup of coffee they offered him, until he suddenly turns around after hearing his order being ready, and ceashes with someone as he does. He spilled his drink over his and their clothes. He starts apologizing, but all he gets as a response is a soft, sweet giggle. He looks to the stranger's face, and is met with a fond smile.

“It's okay, go get your food, I can fix myself”

He's caught off guard, and all he can do is shake his head yes and do as he is told, coming back to them, apologizing again.

“I'm such an idiot, I'm so sorry” he's totally embarrassed, and he feels a blush running through his face.

“It's alright, it wasn't your fault”

The stranger walks inside to take a table, and he rushes out, walking back home. That giggle makes its way to his mind a couple times as he arrives.

After eating, he goes to bed, feeling somehow full with himself, but he doesn't know if it was after forcing himself to like him, or if he was so desperate for someone that a small interaction like that would get him sleepless thinking this person would be his person.

On that same week, he founds himself running into that same stranger everywhere. When he goes get coffee with his friends, when they go to buy groceries, when he heads to the studio, and he wonders if he should be worrying, but decides not to.

Surprisingly, he founds her again, when he is entering a new coffee shop, and she walks her way out. He opens the door for her, and is met with her fond smile again, that grows larger as she recalls his face. She mumbles a sweet 'thank you' and keeps walking. Some courage grows inside Mark, and blurts out whatever his brain was fast enough to say.

“Thanks for not spilling that coffee back” the young lady finds the sentence, although awkward, funny, and turns back to him to reply.

“Maybe I should pay for your coffee, though, you were enjoying it until I crashed into you” Her melodic voice is enough to put Mark in a trance, and loses control of what he's doing, disconnecting from his awkward self.

“Actually it was my fault” he giggles remembering how sweet she was, even after Mark probably just ruined her day “Did you get a horrible stain?”

She walks closer to him, small steps that make his heart beat faster.

“It wasn't horrible, I wouldn't say that, it was just, slightly bad”

“I don't want to be a weirdo, are you busy right now? I could use some chatting, and I really owe your laundry money”

She was never an outgoing person, but she was flattered by his proposal. She was meeting someone, but she figured it wouldn't be important enough to not cancel.

“I would love that, but you owe me nothing” she giggles and walks beside him into an empty table.

“I'm Mark, by the way”

“I know that” she laughs it off, attempting for things not to be awkward “My name is Y/N”

It was only after several months, that Mark found himself, again, over thinking about how lonely he was, and how desperate he was for it to end. Whenever he had the chance, he'd spend time with his new friend, and for some weeks, thats was enough, until he realized that, all she wanted from him, was a friendship. His friends noticed, too, how after a while, that wasn't enough for him, but he was terrified he'd lose her, but they'd often try to help him out in whatever way other men would think was best, teasing her when she was at the dorms, insinuating how cute of a couple they'd be, and shamelessly asking if by any chance, she'd have feelings for him, never really giving away Mark's crush on her, not explicitly at least.

One afternoon, when they were all watching a movie together, when suddenly, Johnny and Taeyong convinced everyone to go out and have dinner, even after Mark suggested they just called the restaurant, because he was too tired to go out.

“Oh” Taeyong said, grabbing his keys and putting on a hat “then you can stay here with Y/N and order something and we can take our time”

The girl was a little disappointed, she loved spending time with the other guys two, but she agreed, knowing that Mark wouldn't want be convinced to leave the couch.

She sees then leave, and turns around to look at her friend, somehow aware of what his friends were trying to do; leave them alone, after last night they discussed Mark should just accept the reject, and confess. The boy asked, pleaded and begged them not to leave them alone, after he opened up about his feelings, but of course, his friends thought they'd know better.

“Can you order pizza while I take a shower?” his attention called back to where he was, as the sweet woman walked into the living room, with a bottle of wine and two cups. Mark chocked in his spit, when the thought of her showering, and how much he'd love to enter the scene, crossed his mind.

“Yeah, sure” he watched her walking away “Do you want some clothes?”

“Well, if I could steal one of your hodies tonight, I wouldn't mind”

He does as he's asked, calling a pizzeria and taking off his hoodie, hoping that she'd appreciate the smell of his cologne, that he wears only when she's coming around.

When she comes out, wearing her jeans and tank top, he throws the sweater at her, she puts it on and sits in the couch next to him, ready to start eating, reaching out for the bottle to serve them a cup after the first bite.

“I don't want to drink that” he'd never been a fan of alcohol, he knew he could use a boost, but he was still afraid of it.

“Huh? Why is that?”

“I don't drink wine” She recalled how he'd often drink with Johnny and her, whenever Johnny wanted to open a bottle, which happened quite often, but decided not to insist, although she did pour a cup for herself.

Mark, and any other men, really, always wondered what could she be thinking about, she was wild, energetic, but calmed and peaceful, she was always kind, but wouldn't hesitate to start a fight if to defend herself or someone else, she was never scared, but she was sensitive and fragile. He couldn't help the sigh that left his body, remembering why he had feelings for her in the first place. He knew how much she'd hate to be in a relationship, they had already discussed it, after some girl confessed to Mark, and she mentioned how relationships to her were useless, since she got all the love she wanted from her friends, and that way, she made sure that all the love she gave was reciprocal. When he told his manager about his feelings, expecting him to give him helpful advice, he just told him to forget about her. “women like her are too complicated, it's not worth it”. He wondered then, how many other guys would think the same, and refused to be one of those.

They were both full, and cuddling in the couch, she was sipping her second cup, when Mark suddenly poured a cup for himself too, and drank it in one large sip. He felt a rush through his body, his face flustered, and a numb sensation in his limbs. He was trying to keep himself still, but the sudden alcohol in his body made him bubbly and the woman next to him realized. The cheesy romcom that was playing on the back made him giggle in every other scene, and with every minute that went by, he felt looser and looser. He served another cup and drank it just as fast as the first one. Soon, he found himself leaning towards the body that sat next to him. Y/N pat her thigh, inviting Mark to rest his head there, which he did, while fidgeting with his fingers.

“You notice how wine makes people wanna feel, like sexy” he lets out in a serious tone.

Giggly, his friend shakes her head no, and places her cup in the table in front of them. “Do you feel like sexy?”

He sits himself back, eyes wide open, same serious expression in his face.

“I guess so?” he laughs at how dumb he must sound “I feel... Jiggly”

Her sweet, loud laugh fills the room, and Mark is proud of himself for making her so happy.

“Love, you should go to sleep already” he feels his face hotter and hotter, and can only imagine how red he must be “you were already tired, I'll clean up and meet you in your room-”

Mark bursts out of his bubble and speaks

“Don't do that” he says softly, as if he was genuinely hurt by her words “Please, don't do that”

Worried, Y/N walks closer to him, “Do what?”

He looks down to his feet, feeling tears forming in his eyeballs, product of his low alcohol tolerance, and his overall emotional state. “Dont call me love. You don't love me”

She reaches for his hands, attempting to make him look straight at her eyes “Of course I love you Mark”

“Not the way I want you to”

She had never been good with other people's feelings, especially romantic feelings, she had a hard time catching indirects.

“In which way is that?” hesitant, Mark stares at her for a couple seconds, before staring at her lips, too numb to do better, he grabes her chin and pulls her closer to him, a sweet, slow kiss surprising her as much as himself. When he pulls away and expects a response of any kind, all she can do is try to look at him.

“Oh, Mark” she finally manages to say “is this the way you feel?” he nods, still nervous but hopeful that she'll feel the same “You're drunk, go to sleep” she turns around as she cleans as quick as she can, as mark makes his way to his room, or to the first room he sees open.

Before the other men living in the dorms arrive and ask questions that she doesn't want to answer, she leaves, leaving a post it note in the fridge for Mark”

“Drink water and have a painkiller,

I had to go home. Thanks for the wine

-Y/N”

Too many weeks after, Mark calls her phone one more time before he enters the dorms, wondering if he had really done the worst thing in the world, for her to ghost him like that. He let a tired sigh out, grateful that he was home alone again. He goes to his room, ready to sleep for as long as he can, but when he opens the door, the lights are on, and in his bed sits what could be only described as an angel, beautiful as always, smiling and kind Y/N, with a cup of wine in her delicate hands, and another one on his nightstand, that she offers him as he's taking off his shoes and sweater.

With pain and regret in her eyes, as he's taking the first sip, she attempts to break the silence. “You ever notice how wine makes people feel sexy?”

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Grace & Ava

Grace: I'm here in your postcode so like hmu if you need help Grace: after being a babysitter FOREVER kids crafts are TOTALLY my thing Ava: There's glitter on everything Ava: I'm going to have to pay to get their house professionally cleaned after this, I swear Grace: before you do I have to bring the boy over & 'accidentally' cover him Grace: cos he literally will not decide on a costume Ava: Yeah, he's crap at costumes Ava: I don't think I've even seen him in the obligatory devil horns Ava: mess up the hair, probably Grace: I mean, if my hair ever looked that good that'd be so relatable Grace: 😍😍 Ava: n'awh 😏 Ava: I'm glad someone appreciates the effort he goes to with the bleach Ava: god knows what I'm going to wear, the standard Halloween ideas aren't really applicable for a kid's birthday Grace: I love him but I hate him Grace: his eyelashes are better than mine as well Grace: right?! if his mum sees me in a lbd & cat ears she'll hate me more than she already does Grace: we could do joint costumes of a 🔪 in our backs though 🙄😂 Ava: What's she like? Grace: so rude Grace: she NEVER talks to me but the judgement is REAL 👀🔪 Grace: poor & a reformed hoe!? not in her house, honey Ava: and you didn't even homewreck her son's marriage so Ava: this is gonna be fun Grace: but I will if she tries to marry him off to some beautiful, rich, virgin or whatever Ava: I don't think they're that old school 😂 Ava: only if he managed to get a virgin pregnant Grace: don't even Grace: it's literally the one thing that would maybe score me points with her & I can't talk about it Ava: as satisfying as it'd be to throw out when she's being the most judgmental Ava: not worth it Ava: but you are gonna come, right? Ava: James wasn't sure Grace: yeah, I'm not trying to have a breakdown at her dining table soooooo Grace: of course we are, he practically begged me onto a flight to not have to go alone Grace: his sister has like 5 kids & Teddy can't deal with any of them Grace: what happens when you 👰👴 I guess Ava: Yeah Ava: I heard Ava: I just want them to have a good time Ava: James and the kids Grace: they will Grace: you've done amazing so far setting it all up Ava: there's nothing I can do to jazz up the guestlist Ava: it's bad enough that she might show but we can't plan for it Grace: Teddy thinks she will & Jay will have a meltdown, that's why he's totally dreading it Ava: I don't think she will Grace: idk but he's convinced Grace: he says she LOVES to make an entrance & bring drama Ava: Potentially Ava: I think she doesn't care enough about the kids, but that she doesn't intentionally want to hurt them Ava: just James Ava: there are better ways, after all, her parents are going to be there, they'd stop her before she could really do anything Grace: 🤞🏽 cos that does make sense Grace: & we all want you to be right, no offense to the bae Ava: If she's going to come back, she will, it'll have to be faced Ava: whether we're wearing cat ears or not Grace: yeah but like a 👶🎂 is not it Grace: even she must know that Ava: None of this is Grace: how's James? Ava: he's doing good Ava: considering Ava: it's a lot Grace: mhmm Grace: I'm avoiding Rio & Buster rn for a reason Ava: Yeah, he's mad at me Grace: 🙄🙄 Grace: don't even worry he's mad at everyone for everything Grace: except Ri, duh Grace: like you said, it's a lot Ava: well it's kind of special circumstances Ava: he thinks I've picked a side Grace: cos it's that simple Grace: he's so extra & that's coming from me Ava: Maybe it is Grace: he wishes it was Grace: but it's not you & James vs him & Ri Ava: It's not that Ava: I just Ava: I don't think I agree with what he wants Grace: you want Jay to stay where she is Ava: Yes Ava: I think he's only thinking about himself Grace: well yeah, when isn't he? Ava: It's different Ava: it's two lives he could ruin Ava: three, Mattie too Grace: he's always done exactly what he wants however many lives it could ruin Grace: literally all you can do is keep trying to get through to him Ava: Yeah, that'll work Ava: like you said, he'll do what he wants Ava: but James won't just let her go, and if it goes to court, how has he proved he's a decent father? Ava: he's not acknowledged her, the possibility Ava: it wouldn't be as cut and dry as he wants it to be Grace: nothing is ever that cut & dry but ugh try telling Buster or Ri that Ava: Exactly Ava: isn't having Venus when they shouldn't enough Grace: don't even get me started Grace: it's such a mess Ava: it isn;t fair Ava: James raised her, stepped up Ava: had to deal with Chloe Ava: no one has the right to take her away now Grace: exactly Grace: they love each other Grace: you can't just break that bond like it doesn't exist Ava: for one that doesn't Ava: I don't want to pick sides, I love him, he's my brother Ava: but I can't say I'm okay with it right now, when I'm not Grace: he's being a selfish idiot rn though, you can say it to me, babes Grace: she's got a whole family here Ava: I know it's fucked, that Chloe told him he wasn't the dad Ava: but I can't get over that she told him he was Ava: you don't just Ava: why did he trust her the second time and not the first Ava: how could that be for anything but selfish reasons Grace: it's literally cos he wanted to Grace: & he's totally fixated on the wrong things, what does blood matter anyway? Grace: Billie's my sister not any one of the kids my dad had scattered across Dublin Ava: Maybe Rio said she'd leave him? Ava: but still, then he made his choice Ava: ugh Ava: I hate it Grace: me too Grace: everything is so Grace: fucked Grace: always Ava: how was your birthday anyway Ava: did you and Teddy do something nice? Grace: he did spoil me cos he knows my birthday is the literal worst & I tried not to brag TOO hard on socials Ava: Good Ava: you're only 16 once Grace: it's so weird Grace: being her age Ava: I thought about that Ava: on her birthday Ava: that she'd have only been 20 Ava: it seems so long ago, somehow Grace: like unless I die too now, I'm gonna be older than her Ava: they could take Libi if they want another child so bad Ava: alright, that was bitchy but nan and granddad won't be around forever either, I know they're not old old but Grace: they tried that already, so not really that bitchy Grace: god, she looks so much like her I actually can't breathe sometimes Ava: It's crazy Ava: and how big she is already Grace: did you see the 🎃 patch pics? It's wild, she's even dressed like Edie as a kid Grace: calm down nan Ava: I know Ava: I wish she had to chance to know her Ava: and her dad, of course Grace: yeah, I wish I'd known her better & I had way longer than Libi Ava: Like Billie's mum Ava: it's just sad Grace: idk maybe you get to 90 & you're still like I wish....whatever Grace: but like you said, it's unfair & I hate it Ava: It's never going to be something you can make peace with Ava: well, I don't think Ava: her life wasn't finished, it had only just started Grace: I don't think I wanna make peace with it anyway, it's not okay & none of us should just be okay with it Grace: but I can't cry rn so Ava: Me either Ava: I have too many sandwiches to make Grace: are you at home? I'll come over Ava: I'm at his but you can come over Ava: help me load up the car Grace: 👌🏽 omw Ava: You can have a cake pop early Ava: don't tell Jay Grace: 😂🤫 Ava: or more aptly, don't tell James she's already conned me out of two Grace: he'll definitely be able to tell when she's climbing the walls Grace: unless you've made a really convincing 🕷 costume too Ava: I know, I know Ava: it's bad Ava: but I don't think a little bit of excitement would actually hurt right now Ava: she's got to carry it, it's not like Mattie really has much of a clue what's going on yet Grace: & you don't want her feeling jealous & left out that you threw her baby sister such a great party Grace: that's the worst Ava: Yeah, she had hers in the Summer and it wasn't the best time, obviously Ava: I've tried to make sure she feels involved anyway Grace: Teddy can't believe how good you are with her, speaking of jealousy 😂 Ava: Kids pick up on your awkwardness, don't they Ava: like animals Ava: he just needs to fake it 'til he makes it Grace: mhmmm Grace: I told him it'll get easier the more time he spends with both of them, but you know what he's like Ava: Yeah Ava: at least no one is going to accuse him of trying to be their mother 🙄 Grace: 🤞🏽 she won't say it again in front of everyone 🥳🎁 Grace: awkward Ava: it's so patronizing Ava: it's not as if Chloe was a massive help Ava: he's done it himself this whole time, basically Ava: they don't need a mum Grace: she was literally the opposite of helpful Ava: at best she looked after them in the loosest sense of the word when he was at uni or work Ava: but 9/10 they'd end up with her parents so it wasn't as if she could be relied on Grace: are her parents coming? Ava: yeah Ava: I don't think they can even believe that she's done this Ava: gone Ava: I've met them a few times, dropping or picking the girls up, they're nice enough Grace: who'd wanna believe that about their family tbh Grace: but it's good that they're sticking around even though they probably wanna die if they've always been there Grace: the girls need that normality rn Ava: I'm sure they feel awful Ava: though James' family are blaming no one but him so they don't need to worry about judgment Grace: ugh I would kill Teddy if he sided with them Ava: I don't know if James knows he doesn't Grace: really? Grace: 🙄 boys never talk Grace: I'll talk to him, he knows how to show it even if he doesn't wanna say it Grace: they can go to the pub or whatever Ava: Yeah, I like, try not to comment or get involved Ava: know what it's like to have family drama Ava: but that's the feeling I've got anyway, it couldn't hurt them Grace: rich people need a bigger shove to open up, no offence Ava: 😂 it's a class issue, really Grace: in his family there's that whole stiff upper lip thing that I thought was totally not even a thing for the past however many centuries Grace: it's crazy, okay Ava: I know Grace: thank god he's the youngest or his mum would be coming at me to produce an heir Ava: you aren't good enough stock, obvs Ava: 🙄🙄 Grace: & she's only basing that off my 2 jobs & sexual history Grace: if she knew I was actually infertile she'd be giving him constant sti checks & changing the locks Grace: 😱😱 Ava: If you aren't titled and can't trace your family back to the dark ages, then they don't wanna know 🤷 Grace: so weird Ava: just how they are Ava: posh people Grace: yeah, it's wild, you should've seen the look I got when I said you were making sandwiches Grace: the boy does nothing for himself I swear Ava: he doesn't Ava: I've known him long enough Grace: Janis hated him on sight so at least you do actually know him Ava: doesn't really surprise me Grace: she only has 😍 for working class baristas so Ava: all my family hate James so you're doing better than me Grace: they just hate him for you, I've been there every other time Grace: they'll have to get over it & used to him eventually Ava: none of yours were married with two kids Ava: but still, yeah, they will Ava: or they won't, it's not like it's illegal so they can't do anything Grace: he's divorced now & literally deserves to be happy Ava: his happiness isn't their top priority Grace: yours should be though Ava: it is Ava: in that they think it's a mistake and I'll regret it Grace: if it is it's your mistake to make & regret to live with Grace: I've got 100000s Grace: 🤷 Ava: I can see their point, and what they're trying to do, without agreeing with it Ava: because I'm not as immature as they wanna say so Ava: it is what it is Grace: 👏🏽 Ava: I've got to do some homework, when you get here Ava: you don't mind do you Grace: it's fine Ava: it's due monday and I've barely started Grace: as long as Teddy doesn't ignore me for homework too Ava: awh, how could he Grace: idk maybe you're a better influence than me Ava: i'm not going to turn the party into a study sesh, don't worry Grace: 😂 I didn't bring any homework so I'm not worried Grace: I could probably cope with Jay's but I won't be telling her Ava: ✌ Ava: I highly doubt she'll wanna do hers either Grace: she can help me get him in the 🥳🎁🕺🎊 mood then Ava: 🤞 Grace: 🙏🏽