#❀༉‧ int. sawyer &

[kyngsnake]

@sawyingthroughthewasteland love this twink

[silkchvffon]

closed for @heavenstrck ╱ continued from here.

THE QUESTION TAKES HIM ABACK, mostly because in this industry no one ever asks. she should've pulled the trigger already — they're not allies anymore, and he'd actually rather die than have to confront the betrayal. « i might as well be, » he reminds her. doesn't want her to reopen wounds he's already licked to soothe himself over and over, reminding himself he deserves better than the little his former gang could offer him. years of service, and still no one had looked for him. sawyer feels justified in his actions. « go ahead, yvette. » her name rolls off so gently it almost scares him. « see what little they'll reward you when you serve them my head on a platter. »

[magicmadnessx]

A woman can never compete with a gun and a shield, it was something she'd heard her mother say often. Lindsay's father had been a dedicated cop, but he'd sacrificed being a dedicated husband and father to do it. To him the uniform mattered more, and her brother had taken that to heart when he'd gone through the academy. She knew the life, sometimes she even understood it, and she certainly kept any law enforcement she worked with at arms length because of it. Even the ones she seemed to be working with almost infuriatingly often.

"You shouldn't be here." She'd glanced up from her phone as she exited the courthouse, and immediately noticed him standing outside. Regarding him for a few seconds, she went back to scanning through the notifications she'd missed while she'd been at trial. It seemed several happened to be calls from Sawyer. "If this is about a case, I'll give you the courtesy since you came all the way down here. But you're going to have to walk and talk, I'm running late for something. Next time try calling my assistant."

Closed for @blndsided

[raleighrose]

closed starter for: @sawyer-harris​

location: horror nights

“Okay, I know that we’re far in advance, but if you’re taking suggestions for your costume next year I already have several ideas for you.”

[evrluvr]

ˋ°•*⁀: ̗̀➛ @restlessheartsxx

Sawyer had never really been the biggest party fan. He attended them now and again, because that was to be expected of him, but he never really stayed around for longer than he needed. But Annabeth mentioned this one off-handedly, so he found himself intrigued enough to explore it, not just to see her, of course. He had almost given up, coming to the realisation that just because Annabeth knew of the party didn't necessarily mean she was going to be in attendance. But, then, he saw her across the room, moving through the crowd of people, leaning down to sit beside her. "Having fun?" He asked, bright smile on his lips.

[billiennn]

So, while I was looking for 80s prom dresses for this, I just felt so sick looking at them. And then I realized, int he musicals timeline, their prom would be in 1990, so I decided to do a 90s theme for their dresses and I feel it turned out so much better. @kure0me for u <3

Prom Queen Results:

3rd Runner Up: Veronica Sawyer

2nd Runner Up: Heather McNamara

And despite all odds, despite her only being a junior and not technically being eligible to win, is our 1990 Prom Queen: HEATHER CHANDLER

[sprnklersplashes]

hello all!

I've been contemplating this for a bit and I've decided to follow int he footsteps of other artists and use my writing to help palestine!

for the forseeable future, I'll be taking comissions for fics in exchange for donations to either operation olive branch or care for gaza, alternatively you can buy an esim!

to comission a fic, use this form. I will start writing as soon as I receive the prompt, but I won't publish it until I've received proof of donation. hopefully, the fic will be written in two weeks maximum, but please remember I am only one person.

I'll do a more in depth rundown of things I write under the cut, but the fandoms I have listed are Six of Crows, Heathers the musical, Mean Girls the musical, Gilmore Girls, Osemanverse and one ship from CAOS. If you know I ship something but it's not listed here, feel free to send me a dm and ask if I'll write it!

also if you're a writer for any of these fandoms and would like to get involved, please do reach out to me! we're stronger together!

from the river to the sea, palestine will be free!

Fandoms I write for:

Grishaverse:

-romantic wesper

-romantic kanej

-romantic helnik

-poly!crows

-any friendship pairing between the crows/found family

-familial dynamics between wylan and marya, jesper and colm and kaz and jordie

-character centric: wylan, inej, jesper, kaz, matthias, nina

-romantic zoyalai

-all can be canon compliant, canon divergent, show or book canon or au (please specify if you do/don't want one of these)

Heathers:

-romantic healthy jdronica

-romantic toxic jdronica

-dunnmara (martha x heather mac)

-romantic or platonic martharonnie

-anything veronica sawyer centric

-I will also write oneshots from the not beyond repair universe or the time won't fly universe 

Mean Girls:

-romantic cadnis

-platonic damian/janis/cady, platonic damian+janis

-character centric: janis

Next to Normal:

-anything natalie-centric 

-romantic henry/natalie

-natalie+diana, natalie+dan, natalie+gabe

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

-romantic theo/robin

Gilmore Girls

-romantic luke/lorelai

-romantic jess/rory

-familial rory+lorelai

-complicated familial lorelai+emily, lorelai+richard

-anything rory centric

Osemanverse:

-romantic nick/charlie, lister/jimmy, bliss/juliet, pip/rooney

-platonic aled/frances, paris squad, shakespeare squad (loveless)

-romantic, platonic or inbetween michael/tori

-familial charlie+tori(+oliver)

character centric: charlie spring, tori spring

[twistedtummies2]

The Devils I Know - Number 10

Welcome to “The Devils I Know!” For this spooky time of year, from now till Halloween, I’ll be counting down My Top 31 Depictions of the Devil, from movies, television, video games, and more! Today we’ve reached the Top 10, and this Devil is a uniquely animated evil. Number 10 is…The Mysterious Stranger, from The Adventures of Mark Twain.

“The Adventures of Mark Twain” is a rather bizarre movie from 1985. It was the product of Will Vinton, the master of “Claymation” stop-motion animation, and has become a cult classic for its surreal tone and aesthetic style. The movie essentially tells the story of Mark Twain’s life through the eyes of his characters, as Tom Sawyer, Huck Finn, and Becky Thatcher go on a series of unusual and colorful adventures all based on different stories from Twain’s life and works. Arguably the single strangest scene in the film (and that’s saying a lot), and undeniably the scariest and most infamous part of the film, is the encounter with this character, inspired by the unfinished Twain novel by the same name: The Mysterious Stranger.

About halfway through the movie, Twain brings the children to a strange, dark void to meet the titular character. The Mysterious Stranger is a bizarre, ghostly figure, and right from the word go, we get the distinct feeling he’s…off. He introduces himself first as an angel, but when the children ask the angel’s name, he replies with a growl: “Satan.” That’s probably enough to send most people fleeing, but the Stranger behaves so kindly after that point, the children are happy to follow him into his own little world. The Stranger lives on a small island in the void, where he makes clay figures and buildings and all sorts of other things out of the earth around him, then brings them to life. At first, it all seems sweet and fun and charming…but things change when the living dolls begin to fight with each other, behaving with greed and arrogance. Satan sees this as annoying, and promptly squashes two of the figures flat beneath his hand, then summons an earthquake and storm, smiting the rest of them in its wake, before rendering the entire little world to dust. With all life erased, he proclaims: “I can do no wrong, for I do not know what it is.” That’s scary enough, but things get worse when the children protest all this in fear, at which point Satan says, in a soothing tone: “Never mind them. People are of no value. We can make more sometime…if we need them.” It's the cold, callous, deeply unsettling way Satan does all this that makes the character so eerie and unnerving. He never expresses intense anger, in fact often sounding rather pleasant and even gentle…but the horror of his actions speak for themselves. This is reflected in the character’s design, as his mask-like face, which becomes increasingly more demonic the angrier he becomes, and turns into a skull near the end of the sequence. Now, apparently, Twain’s unfinished novel was actually about the SON of Satan, who went by the same name (Satan Jr., if you will), but even there, it’s implied he’s less a hellspawn and more just a continuation of the same, if that makes sense. He’s referred to as “Number 44,” indicating he’s the 44th Satan in line, and the fact he identifies himself as an angel, and behaves in the way he does, makes it possible he may just be the 44th incarnation of the same being. Of course, to anyone who doesn’t know about the incomplete book, all we see is the Devil in general. However you look at it, it’s the ambiguous and creepy nature of this character, who does such terrible things yet seems so gentle and even playful, that makes him such a deeply troubling character. The scene with the Mysterious Stranger is honestly more famous than the movie it’s from, and has been hailed as one of the most disturbing and yet expertly handled pieces of animation ever made. This is a very different kind of Devil…but that’s exactly what makes this particularly nightmarish, haunting scene so breathtaking and intriguing.

Tomorrow, the countdown continues with Number 9! HINT: He’s a particularly mysterious malefactor. (Pauses) Yeah, that hint is terrible, I know, just cut me some slack. :P

[meatriarchived]

nancy spooky shit ability-wise from my dms w/ lamb & kels for Reasons of Lore & Personal Portrayal of her yknow-

since the hallucinations dont affect the family themselves - from nancy ensuring that, so they dont get a fucking trip and a half when chasing after anyone - what bits maria and lee may get i feel depend on which cell theyre in at the time. and it depends where johnny puts the other victims he brings down, because theyre equally as subjected to it as they are. so the times that johnny pits maria and lee against them? _its very possible that they have been in that little bit of range and are absolutely losing their own shit. so when they come to and see maria and lee in the cell with them? they likely dont recognize them as human and will lash out desperately, thinking theyre something entirely different. i have some bits noted in a draft or two i think, but maria does experience some hallucinations in her cells esp in the first few weeks. she chalks it up to her night terrors / sleep paralysis getting worse from yknow, everything going on all the stress etc but, its her paralysis + the hallucinations making the experience Fucking Worse. but if either of them are in that range? yeah theyre seeing shit, feeling shit, hearing shit. theres many ways they can manifest and it changes and worsens the longer theyre exposed. so if johnny keeps them in the same spots int he same cell that has that range overlapping it? theyre going to consistently worsen as time passes. and johnny im sure know how victims look when theyre under - hes likely seen it more times than he could ever count. so its in his ball court if he chooses to yknow, get them out of that range or not fdbskfds depends if hes feeling generous i suppose- as for the fields behind the property: the fields, the house, the basement, the tunnels ( namely the tunnel systems and all under their part of the sawyer property, but more centered on the actual house itself, because her locked up part of the basement is where she primarily focuses it ) but the entire sawyer-hewitt properties are within a certain general bubble of her abilities. if youre on the property at all, she CAN technically still influence you but its heavily dependent on how far you are from her physically / whether she can see you (thru eyes or thru mirrors/reflections), and if youre within where shes got all her runes placed around. if that makes sense. its more centralized closest to the houses - but with hers being arguably the most sensitive. and by her house i mean, the actual house - not shack, not that other long building really. but with the fields: they have their own additional layer of runes surrounding it entirely. it can induce visual hallucinations, touch-based, auditory, smells, near anything really. the runes themselves ensure that any can be experienced so long as you're within their radius. like a gentle(?) example is the piece im drafting of maria's attempt of running thru that field to get out, she literally is experiencing what feels like multiple weather changes, times of day changes, shes seeing other people, shes visualizing the scarecrow nancy has in the middle of it as something living but inhuman.

[circusgoth-dotcom]

I Just Want To Take Care Of You

Ship: Bill Sawyer & The Sawyer Brothers (Familial)

Word Count: 1065

Summary: Bill is struggling with his menstrual cycle and Bubba wants to help his cousin feel better in any way he knows how. CWs for period mentions throughout, arguing, empty threats, unsanitary mentions.

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife

Bill felt as if he was about to collapse into a puddle of tired, frustrated tears. Dealing with his menstrual cycle was hard enough as a self-identified man, but add in the fact he lived in the arid climate of the Texas countryside, alongside his mostly uneducated cousins, and the monthlies could feel like life or death situations depending on his symptoms. The least he could say was Drayton knew enough to send him to the convenience store with the right amount of change to buy supplies, but even then his eldest cousin was always squeamish about “womanly things.”

It had been a long, hot day. Bill had only worked at his “antiques” store for half of it before giving up and heading back home, where Drayton put him on chore duty before heading out for the gas station. While he had been mucking out the chicken coop, the old rake snapped in half, and that was the last straw. Tossing the broken halves aside, Bill headed back inside and buried his face in his hands as he leaned against the kitchen counter, breathing heavily. When he heard the front door bang open, he had to suppress a sob of anger. He didn’t have a shred of patience to spare on Nubbins or Bubba, though he and Bubba usually melded together the best out of the possible relationship combinations.

“Hey Bill! Bill!” Nubbins called, rushing into the kitchen with an excited grin. Bill glowered at him through his fingers, barely glimpsing the red cardboard container he was swinging in one of his hands.

“What?” He asked in a quiet, dangerous tone.

“Br-brought-t ya a present-t!” The lanky, greasy man thrust the container forth proudly as Bill’s hands fell away from his hot, splotchy face. It was a four-pack of Coca-Cola in glass bottles. A small amount of frustration slipped away from Bill.

“Shit, how’d you get these? Thanks,” he eagerly took one of the bottles and popped off the cap. Cold to the touch.

“Nabbed ‘em off s-s-some folks up the- up the road. T-too far away right-t now to-to be of any int-t-terest, but-t-t if they keep comin’ thisaway they might-t-t just-t be t-t’nights dinner!” Nubbins opened a bottle as well, gulping down the sugary, bubbly content.

“Good eye, Nubs.” Bill hummed in relief as he took a swig, the coolness of the drink spreading over him like a much-needed mist.

“Man, you-you look beat-t. Were you r-r-rollin’ around in the ch-chick-ken coop??”

His frustration returned in a flash. “Why, am I fuckin’ covered in shit?? The damn rake broke, Drayton’s gonna have to buy a new one.”

Nubbins laughed. “Whoo, that-t sucks!”

“Yeah, and it’d suck too if I knocked your teeth in for laughing at my misfortune!”

Nubbins flinched. “He-hey man, I thought-t we were cool, I brought-t you co-coke, don’t-t ge-get pissy with me!”

“I’m not bein’ pissy…” Bill slammed his bottle down on the counter. “Nubbins, it’s been a long goddamn day, I don’t need lip from you and as soon as Drayton gets home I’m going straight to bed. Shit, I think a headache’s starting…”

Nubbins gave him a sort of “cog-turning” look before speaking again. “Oh, that-t’s right-t, it-t’s that-t ti-time of the month again, ain’t it? Why’s that-t happen again??”

Bill groaned and took another deep swig of his coke. “I’m not explaining it to you again!”

“Aw, c’monn! You’re always t-t-talkin’ about edu’catin’ me and Bubba, how’m’I supposed to-to learn anythin’ if you’re not-t gonna drill it-t int-to my brain??”

Bill finished his Coke and briefly stepped into Bubba’s butchering room to retrieve a drill, swiftly returning to the kitchen. “Alright, I’ll drill somethin’ into your brain!”

Nubbins yelped and sped off, finally leaving his cousin be.

“Serves you right, I swear that boy is worse than a horsefly sometimes…” He muttered to himself as he put the tool back in its place. His anger was now ebbing away, replaced by sheer exhaustion, though his heart rate spiked again when he heard the back door open, turning to see Bubba’s large frame entering the kitchen.

“Why the chicken coop all tore up?” He grunted through his mask, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Bubba, the rake broke in the middle of my cleanin’ and I just couldn’t deal with it anymore so I came inside. I’ll help you finish cleaning after supper, how’s that?”

Bubba nodded, but still seemed concerned. He pointed at his cousin’s face. “Yer tired.”

Bill opened his mouth to sass, but all that came out was something like the weak deflation of a balloon. “Yes, Bubba, I’m tired.” His voice cracked as he spoke. Bubba walked to the opposite side of the kitchen, waving for Bill to follow him. He was confused but eventually began to trot behind his larger cousin, ascending the creaky stairs into the upper floor of the farmhouse. He followed him straight to his own bedroom.

“Oh, Bubba, I can’t take a nap, there’s still work to be done…”

“Can’t be doin’ any worksome if yer fallin’ ‘sleep standin’ up can ya?” Bubba kicked off his boots and laid down on the bed himself, patting what little space was left beside him. “Gonna help you now c’mon siddown.”

“I… Bubba, it’s so hot, darlin’...”

“Gonna help you cousin siddown. C’mon now yer tired.”

“Fine. But only ten minutes, then it’s up until eight for the both of us, y’hear?” Reluctantly, Bill joined his cousin on the bed, curling his body away from him and setting his glasses on the bedside table.

“There y’go.” Bubba muttered softly, reaching out to rub Bill’s back. His touch was firm but not painful, and Bill was content to let Bubba try and help him. After all, there was no harm in that. Despite the heat and the sweat and being used to sleeping alone, Bill eventually dozed off. Bubba remained awake, protectively watching over him, determined not to let anything- in particular, Drayton -disturb his slumber. Unfortunately, Nubbins soon appeared in the doorway.

“What are y’all…?”

“Shh! Bill sleepin’. Needs rest.”

“Now why d-does he get-t a week a month t-to bitch at-t us and sleep whenever the hell-hell he wants t-to??”

“Dunno but yer not ruinin’ it. Shoo.”

“Bubba did you just-t tell-tell me t-to ‘shoo??’”

“G’on get!”

Grumpily, Nubbins turned and went back downstairs, much to Bubba’s appreciation.

[theosirianischosen]

Random idea I just had: Ask ChatGPT to generate the script for a House of Anubis reunion movie... Here’s the result!

Title: House of Anubis Reunion

Fade in:

EXT. ANUBIS HOUSE - DAY

We see the famous Anubis House with its stunning architecture and lush greenery. A cab pulls up and out steps JEROME (played by Eugene Simon), looking dapper as ever.

Cut to:

INT. ANUBIS HOUSE - DAY

Jerome enters the house and is greeted by a chorus of familiar faces - PATRICIA (played by Jade Ramsey), ALFIE (played by Alex Sawyer), JOY (played by Klariza Clayton), MARA (played by Ana Mulvoy-Ten), and NINA (played by Nathalia Ramos). They all hug and catch up with each other, reminiscing about their old adventures and life at Anubis House.

Cut to:

INT. ANUBIS HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

The group is gathered in the living room, chatting and laughing. Suddenly, the lights flicker, and a mysterious figure appears. It's VICTOR RODENMAAR JR. (played by Brad Kavanagh), who has returned to the house with a sinister plan.

Victor explains that he has discovered a powerful ancient artifact, but needs the help of the former residents of Anubis House to retrieve it. The artifact has the power to grant immense wealth and power, but at a terrible cost.

The group is torn between helping Victor or stopping him. They split up, with some members going to retrieve the artifact and others staying behind to prevent Victor from using it.

Cut to:

INT. ANUBIS HOUSE - DAY

The group faces numerous challenges and obstacles, both physical and mental, as they try to retrieve the artifact. Meanwhile, the members who stayed behind struggle to keep Victor from obtaining it.

In the end, the group must come together and use their combined skills and knowledge to stop Victor and prevent the artifact from falling into the wrong hands. They succeed and the artifact is destroyed, saving the world from certain doom.

Cut to:

INT. ANUBIS HOUSE - DAY

The group is gathered in the living room, exhausted but triumphant. They share a final meal together, and say goodbye as they go their separate ways.

Fade to black.

THE END.

[magicmadnessx]

Closed for @colcrado 18b from M/F NSFW meme

Still dressed in her top and lacy black panties, a giggle fell from Juliette's lips as her little red skirt slipped down her legs, pooling around her feet. Leaning forward, her hands found the wall for support as she arched her back. Sticking her ass out more, her smile grew when she glanced back to see Sawyer on the floor behind her.

"Mhm, baby, don't tease."

[crimes-self-ships]

okay i was gonna do a comic of this but honestly i wanna work on other things so here in script form meet the new boys

EXT MANOR - A large building containing Crimes and their F/Os, reminiscent of 2012 fan fictions where large groups of characters would live together. It’s raining.

On the porch stands BUBBA SAWYER from Texas Chainsaw Massacre. He looks nervous and uncomfortable, making whining noises as he tries to protect himself from the rain. He tries to peek in through the windows.

INT MANOR - CRIMES and their F/Os stand in the foyer. Crimes stands near the door, facing everyone else as if addressing a class. YANCY, DARK, and HABIT stand closer to the front.

CRIMES: So, what does everyone think?

Yancy looks a little uneasy. Dark looks only mildly interested. Habit looks flabbergasted.

YANCY: I mean… he seems… alright? Like, from what youse’ve told us, I, uh, don’t see why not.

DARK: Just let the poor thing in. He’s been whining for days now.

HABIT: Is that fucking Leatherface?

Cut to the crowd, where FREDERICK and SHOUTA stand near each other. In the background, Habit can still be heard.

FREDERICK: I don’t like this… There’s already enough deranged criminals in our midst.

SHOUTA: I hate agreeing with you.

HABIT: From fucking Texas Chainsaw Massacre?

Cut back to Crimes, who sighs. In the background, some F/Os continue to talk.

CRIMES: Alright, I guess… Fine, yeah, we’ll let him in.

HABIT: I own merch of that guy. What the fuck?

DARK: Do you now? I thought-

HABIT: Yeah, yeah, Evan owns it, whatever. Still. It’s weird.

Crimes claps their hands together to get everyone’s attention. They look pointedly at a few specific people in the crowd, who all roll their eyes or sigh to various effects when speaking.

CRIMES: Alright, you all know the drill by now, don’t you?

FREDERICK: Don’t psychoanalyze anyone without your supervision.

THE DISTORTION: No torture of any kind.

HABIT: Sharing or whatever.

VEILS grumbles in agreement behind him. Crimes makes a choice not to correct them.

CRIMES: Exactly! And I want you all to be especially nice to him ‘cause this is gonna be a big adjustment, alright?

Half the crowd nods politely, the other half nods with some grumbling.

CRIMES: Oh, and I know this normally goes without saying, but Asmo?

ASMODEUS perks up in the crowd, looking surprised to be called upon.

ASMODEUS: Hm? Yes?

CRIMES: Cool it with the lust stuff around him? I know you’re good about consent and all and y’all know I think it’s okay for you all to have relationships with whoever you so choose, but well… Bubba doesn’t know a lot about any of this stuff and doesn’t need to be plunged into the deep end.

Asmodeus nods.

ASMODEUS: You’ve just made it so tempting, but I’ll do my best.

Crimes nods, taking one last look about the crowd.

CRIMES: Alright. Let’s let him in.

EXT MANOR - BUBBA still stands on the porch, rocking himself back and forth slightly and fidgeting with his hands. The door opens and he stumbles back in surprise for a second before approaching cautiously. CRIMES appears in the doorway.

CRIMES: Hey there, Bubba. Sorry you had to wait out there so long, come on in!

Bubba looks about nervously, quickly scanning the area to see if this is a trick before slowly walking in. He makes small cautious noises to himself.

INT MANOR - CRIMES stands next to BUBBA, looking up at him, smiling softly and trying their best to be welcoming.

CRIMES: Alright, Bubba, welcome to-

CRASH! Wide shot as BRAHMS HEELSHIRE breaks a mirror on the wall of the foyer and crawls out of the wall. F/Os jump, scatter, and square up accordingly. Brahms stands up to his full height slowly and scans the crowd before walking over to Crimes and standing on their other side. Crimes stares up at him and Bubba’s covering his ears, hunched over.

Beat.

CRIMES: WHEN THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN HERE?

[evrluvr]

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[potterblog7]

Ett bärbart vattenfilter är ett praktiskt sätt att få rent och friskt vatten när man är ute och reser. Det är ett lätt och kompakt filter som är lätt att bära och använda. De är utformade för att filtrera bort bakterier, virus, alger och viss kemikalie från dricksvatten, som kan vara ett stort problem i vissa delar av världen. Med ett bärbart vattenfilter kan man tryggt dricka från floder, sjöar och andra vattenresurser som inte är säkra att dricka från utan filtrering.

[00katrinka00]

Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #44

Dear Diary, Today's the day, battle of the bands. I'm so nervous and feel like I'm not prepared enough. Jenna insisted on giving Lacy and I new hair styles last night after prom, not sure how I feel about mine. On the bright side Sage and I are together now. -Violet

Violet was trying to get some more practice in before performing that night, and Lacy was not having any of it. "STOP!" Lacy yelled. "By the watcher, I need you to be QUIET." Lacy really didn't understand why she was being so rude to Violet lately, she didn't want to be mean.

"Look" Violet began to say angerly "I put up with you practicing your lines all the time, the least you can do is deal with my music. I don't understand what has gotten into you lately!" Lacy thought about it for a moment, and without saying anything she headed downstairs

Nat's younger sister, Jayda, came over later that night to watch Rosie, Alex, and Sophie. "Thank you so much for agreeing to do this, Jayda." "Not a problem Mrs. Landcaster," Jayda smiled at her. "I've had a lot of practice watching Sawyer." "We should be back by 10pm."

Before the performances began Lacy sat outside still feeling guilty about her fight with Violet earlier that day. Owen noticed and sat down next to her. "I like your hair," he told her. "Thanks," Lacy smiled. "Are you okay?" "Why wouldn't I be?" Lacy lied.

"You don't look okay," Owen observed. "Just a fight with Violet." "What'd she do this time?" "It was me," Lacy admitted. "You?" "I've been a bitch lately." "What happened?" Lacy was silent for a moment. "I guess, I do this thing, when I get too close to people, I push them away"

"Is that, maybe, why you rejected me when I asked you out?" Owen asked. "Full of yourself much?" Lacy joked. "But yeah." "So, if I were to say I wouldn't let you push me away, could I have a second chance?" "Owen…" Lacy trailed off. "I don't know if that's a good idea."

"Why?" Owen asked. "I just think there is a lot I need to work through before I start any kind of relationship," she explained. "Well, I guess, you know when I'm set to leave for college, so if you happen to change your mind, then I might have a reason to stay for senior year."

As battle of the bands began, Janie's group was up first performing none other than one of Violet's songs that she had written before getting kicked out. With Sage quitting, Janie decided to step up as lead singer, and much to everyone's surprise she was amazing.

After Janie's performance, Violet was freaking out int he hallway. "I didn't know she could sign like that!" she exclaimed to Sage. "To be fair I didn't know either," Sage admitted. "What am I going to do now?" "Violet you're so talented." "Am I?"

"You are the most talented person I know, to hell with Janie, just go out there and perform like you've never performed before, you can do this," Sage assured Violet before pulling her into a hug. "Thanks Sage."

Violet took Sage's advice, and performed the best she could. She only hoped it was enough to win.

"And the results are in," Amelia Alden began to say. "As most of you know the winner of the competition will sign with Williams and Co. the recording agency owned by my family, and record their very own album, so without further ado the winner is…"

"Janie," Violet called after the competition was over. "Yes?" Janie asked with a superior tone in her voice. "I just wanted to say congratulations, on winning," it hurt Violet to say this, but she needed to take the high road. "Ha, loser," Janie scoffed. "I'm trying to be nice."

Mads approached Violet after the show. "Look sweetheart, you might not have won-" "Janie did," Violet said defeated. "Like why should I try?" "Don't say that. You're incredibly talented, and regardless of what happened tonight, you shouldn't give up on this." "Thanks mom."

After Violet's conversation with her mother, she was swallowed up in a group hug with her father, Leo, and her grandfather, Matthew.

Later, Lacy approached Violet. "Can we talk?" "I have nothing to say to you," Violet said bitterly. "Because every time we talk lately, you act like a bitch." "I'm sorry," Lacy said. "Uh-huh," Violet rolled her eyes. "Really, I am, I'm trying to apologize here Vi."

"Look," Lacy began to explain. "Whenever I get too close with people, I start to push them away, I did that with my twin brother, and I realized that's what I'm doing with you right now. I don't want to push you away, you're like the sister I never got to have." "Wait, really?"

"I guess I accept your apology," Violet said. "Thank you!" exclaimed Lacy excitedly. "And if I ever start acting like a bitch again, just tell me and I'll try to fix it."

"Hey, Violet," called Amelia Alden. Violet, who despite the comforting words from her mother, was still quite upset by the events of the night. "Yeah?" she asked confused. "So, I know you didn't win, but I wanted to talk to you about that," said Amelia.

"What about it?" Violet asked. "It was a technicality, that Janie won," Amelia explained. "What?" "Well, it's battle of the bands, and you entered as a solo act, so technically you were disqualified." "But-" "You are super talented," Amelia assured her.

"I wanted to invite you to Del Sol Valley this term break, we host a sort of class for young musicians like yourself, vocal classes and such," Amelia told her. "Are you serious!" Violet exclaimed. "Absolutely, I just need to hear back from a parent by the end of the week."