#Char and Alex are something so personal as well

[huntershowl-moving]

Positivity hour! Tell us about your favourite RP partner and your favourite thread! <3

OOH! i love positivity hour! cut for length because WORDY BITCH DISEASE STRIKES AGAIN APPARENTLY!

i don't think i could pin down just one favorite because i'm so incredibly lucky to have so many amazing partners during this sephblog golden age. this is only a few of the ppl who have touched my presence here and live in my brain rent free rn, i wish i could remember all of them but a shortlist will have to do o7

i will shoutout @harerazor and @tewwor for being my OGs, my rp besties, the truest mfs who always stick around through my year-long (sometimes years-long) absences and whenever i come back to discord or the dash, it's like we never left <3 AND for following me into my hyperfixation zones omg. writing windbreaker and jjk muses would be so much more lonely without u two in my life. <3

on the topic of OGs, @spiritcrown, @never-surrender and @bcdomens are the CREW!!!!!!!! THE FIRST PPL I EVER WROTE WITH AND SOME OF MY FAV FOLKS ON THIS HELLSITE you guys are the best. ily. connecting with u guys again felt like coming home.

@favorskill has ascended past the title of rp partner and into the title of friend. rio is one of my favorite people ever, genuinely, he's so cool and so skilled with writing/worldbuilding/watching his DICE MAKING SKILLS GROW has been so amazing too??? i care u so much rio. biting u. even when my brain is hopelessly deep in the fixation hole i am thinking about u and ur muses always <3

also shoutout to my wife @vsagis / @theixth (bc ik uve been on this one today) for just being like??? overall such a lovely person and an amazing writer??? our main dynamic is so deep and expansive we're starting to develop an extended universe for them. i love them i LOVE THEM TO DEATH. alex u match my freak ily i hope i get this job so we can hang out irl <3

speaking of matching my freak, @koseigu and i get along like a house on fire, and i don't think the world is truly ready for us. the more dynamics we develop, the more dangerous we become. everything we do with geto & sephsho ROCKS and i am terrified (excited) to see where seph and sukuna lead us in our newest explorations. we get up to some absolutely nasty (hot) shit with our creatures and it's always an amazing time. hehe

@chaoslulled hol you are so so so special to me. i owe u so many things and im so sorry omg but i literally never stop thinking about our threads & dynamics they're soooo good. i think you're one of the only partners i've actually been able to maintain Main Threads with over a long period of time?? there's something about the way we write together that makes that actually work in my brain which is super unusual JSDKJDHJKD i'm not complaining though, i love it so much. also your ocs are spinning around in my head on a daily basis, especially char because seph, chiaki and geto all like her very much. <3 ALSO. U ARE THE REASON I WRITE GETO. I HATE IT HERE HE WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE HOW COULD U DO THIS TO ME (affectionate). ur satoru is always the one he and seph come back to first because he is the original.

@quillheel and i have been mutuals for a while but didn't start regularly chatting until recently, and geto has been keeping me hostage in our 1x1 server over the last week or so, it's a problem, please help me. please. my crops are dying. also ur my current record breaker on "most fucked up start to an rp dynamic" with sukuna and rusa and im gonna be real i think u might hold that title for a while KJSDHIUSDHSJDHSJKDHJSKDH

@hinodae gray i think i would follow u to the ends of the earth. our little accidental threads have been some of my favorites ever, and i love to PIECES every one of our ship dynamics so far. thank u for being just as much of a slut for ships as i am, i feel like we match each other's energy and vibe so well!! TUMBLR BETTER UN-SHADOWBAN U SOON OR IM GONNA THROW HANDS >:'O

@eraserisms and @rcguish u two are like a package deal in my brain. D.A., the fact that we exist on the same chef wavelength always makes me so happy. i love seph and shota so much, they make me Hurt in all the best ways and i'm lookin forward to getting more into todoroki's voice so we can keep building out shota becoming his dad i mean mentoring him! and rys!!! i know ur absolutely going thru it rn so we haven't been talking as much lately, but i'm still just as feral for our dynamics as ever. seph and shouta's broken friendship. shou and orion's blossoming romance. seph has so many feelings and thoughts about silver that i don't even know how to articulate but that might need its own separate post. blowing u kisses.

lastly but not leastly, @gomannakami we only connected recently but we've already got this absolutely TRAGIC AND BEAUTIFUL set of pairings going on. satoru and chiaki are so stupidly cute and so so sad. seph and suguru are still in the beginning stages but i LOVE writing them sort of dancing around each other, the mutual pining is so spicy and delicious.

AS FOR THREADS!!!!!

ooh. hm. fuck. i think my first thought is always gonna be my longer-running threads with @chaoslulled — the one that stands out the most in my mind rn is the thread where satoru found seph on the brink of collapse after a hellhound kill. it was only the second thread we ever wrote together, and i ACUTELY remember how nervous i was that it was too intense and i was gonna scare hol away with it because that's happened so many times before. SJDHKSJHD

another one that comes to mind is one of my first threads with @tewwor's litho, which started with the simple inbox prompt "can't sleep?" and ended up turning into one of our longest threads to date and spiraling out into the longest fucking slowburn of this blog's career. i loved it. i'll never stop thinking about that apple.

[molardeer]

9 year old me would be shatting her pants if she knew what i was drawing right now. hi billy

headcanons and tidbits about my hum!bill design below because im ill

- i wanted to kinda have a balance between alex’s one drawing of human bill and The Tumblr Design. as well as some of my personal design choices because i wanted it to be lore accurate but still visibly projected on by Meeee

- bills still only got one eye (hence the closed lid, he chooses not to have a prosthetic) and i gave my design of him polycoria so he has two fused pupils in one big eye. he still has long ass giraffe lashes

- ive seen a lot of human designs of him with a suit and jacket and i think thats really cool but i wanted mine to be a bit simpler n try something new so i gave it a caped coat thing. which i actually like a lot but i might experiment in the future shrugs

- pierced ear with teeth because he would methinks. im not disclosing whether its deer teeth or human teeth

- crooked gapped discolored + missing teeth because i think its fitting + an aspect of alex’s bill that i liked and a design choice i like in general sniles. his breath smells like beer and issues

- not skinny like the Tumblr human bill design, i wanted to emulate the triangle shape w/ his body type so hes a little bottom heavy at the torso (tho it might not be too noticeable w/ the coat) and has scrawny limbs. he gets to be a chubby old man as a treat also ive seen designs of him with pointed ears and i thought that was neat. just human enough to be human passing but still Questionably Inhuman

- his bow tie looks a little bit less like his canon design’s, i liked a ribbon-looking one better since its kinda a parallel with stans ribbon thing + i hc he got it from his mom and the hat from his dad

- i dont really know if i wanted the lighter streaks to be highlights or greasy hair i could see it being both or either tee bee aych. i hc that his hair gets a lot longer when hes in the theraprism + dwelling on the divorce, and i really wanna draw that at some point

- i dont really have a face claim for him atm but if i ever find one im passionate ill edit this and out it here. i think hes got pretty sharp cheekbones but theres some chub under his chin + hes got a pointy nose. yknow cus hes. pointy

- i got this hc from tiktok but i thought it was really interesting; his hands are really charred from the fires of his deals, + expanding on that hc i think hes got burns from the euclydia fire under his coat and gloves

thats about all the thoughts i have for now, thanks for reading !!!

[quigzahhutt]

mpreg (does that count as a kink?? im counting it) and sargebon bc its all ive been thinking abt lately but i cant express it well enough to write it and i know you will do it justice

mpreg and/or breeding is a popular request today ... and i am not complaining :)

sargebon mpreg smut (kind of?) read at ur own risk, u have been warned

The first press of Alex's cock into Logan's hole is unbelievable; they've done this countless times before, but knowing it's different this time is... overwhelming.

Logan had pulled him aside a few months ago, slid his left hand into Alex's right, and the cold metal of his wedding ring against Alex's fingers where they were laced together was dizzying; it still is, honestly.

It still feels like a dream to think about– the fact that they're married and living together in a ritzy flat in Monaco. They're officially an item, no longer just a couple, a pair of adults who don't know what they're doing, teammates.

And as he was stuck in an emotional haze, caught up in the touchy feelings of having a husband, Logan had asked about having kids, and Alex suddenly felt like he was back in F1, taking an ice bath in a silly inflatable pool, practically naked in front of four different cameras. Completely and utterly out of his depth.

They had a conversation about it– numerous conversations, actually, long ones about the logistics, the realities and fantasies of it all, before eventually coming to a mutual conclusion.

And now here they are, tender bodies tucked against each other, filling the gaps and missing places of the other person, skin touching skin as the sun sets out the window.

Although, it is overcast out, so the sunset isn't anything special, but it feels like... like Alex knows they don't need it for this to be significant, that this is special all on its own even if the sky outside is an ugly color.

The warmth of Logan's hole is suffocating without a condom; Alex almost feels like he can't move or else he might hurt himself, that he might pull out and find the head of his cock charred and burnt.

"Alex- move," Logan gasps out, wrapping his legs around Alex's torso and fucking himself back on his cock.

It works, and Alex is pulling out and thrusting back in like it's his first time ever doing it; the movement is choppy, and it punches a groan from his chest, something that steals all his breath and leaves him heaving.

Logan isn't any better off; he's breathing just as heavily, and his fingers are digging into Alex's shoulders like he thinks he might disappear, leaving behind an crescent indentation of his fingernails.

"You okay down there?" Alex huffs, the end of his sentence swerving off into a breathless chuckle as he rests his forehead against Logan's, and the smile he gets in return is something he wishes he could tattoo on his brain for the rest of his life.

Because it's absolutely beaming, full of teeth, and lazy, and it's the most relaxed Logan has looked in years.

"More than. How couldn't I be when you're about to knock me up?" Logan says, still smiling with ease.

And he says it so naturally and it feels like a punch to the gut; the realization that Logan is made for this, made to be with Alex, made to be his, made to be pregnant and a mother and its all so overwhelming.

Alex has to tuck his face into Logan's neck because he feels like if he looks into his eyes any longer he might burst into flames, or maybe say something stupid and ridiculous that would definitely kill the mood immediately.

Instead, he steels himself, hikes Logan's legs up higher against his hips and then plants his arms on either side of his head.

"Are you ready?" Alex asks breathlessly, drunk on joy and a brand new feeling blooming in his chest, something he's never felt before.

And Logan just looks up at him, the skin around his eyes crinkled in the way that he loves oh so much, and the expression on his face tells Alex everything he needs to know.

this prompt completely ran away from me I'm so sorry if this isn't what u were looking for anon😭😭

[starry-hughes]

“charlie?”

trevor found his girlfriend in their bedroom at the lake house. a quick shut of her laptop and her heart beat picking up, charlie looked pale. she looked guilty. like when she was trying to lie to trevor about bullies at work.

“hi,” her throat was dry.

“what’s wrong?” he frowned. she shook her head. “just some work.”

she excused herself. “noodle needs to go out.” she took the dog downstairs and out the back door. trevor was confused. he knew charlie well enough to know that something was wrong.

he didn’t invade her privacy though, he left her laptop untouched. he felt like that would cross too many lines they wouldn’t come back from.

later that night, charlie was on her phone. staring blankly at it. she was in shock. the same email she read on her laptop, now being read on her phone. an open position. dallas. two days to respond. no other offers sent to anyone else. just charlie. they wanted charlie. starts in august. relocation necessary.

trevor was outside with his friends. jack, cole and alex all talking while trevor was so caught up thinking about what charlie was hiding. “what’s wrong with you?” cole nudged him. “char has just been weird today.”

“how?” alex questioned, he knew charlie pretty well. “hiding something on her laptop, not talking much.”

“not talking isn’t weird for her,” jack reminded. “but she talks to me normally.”

trevor’s brain was so jumbled at the end of the night. he didn’t think charlie was cheating, it wasn’t in her personality to do so. maybe a present she didn’t want him to know about. or a secret work project. whatever it was, it was causing charlie to be off.

[arlcchin]

I have a sweet/angsty headcanon that Michael loves like a dog but since hes literally one of the strongest archangels hes afraid of being with MC.

So. Yk , something like admiring someone from afar,and if anything happend to them he would definitely teleport out of nowhere and make up some excuse "oh yeah i was just really close"

- i think this would be Explained the best with the song "Sarah" by Alex G.

He would always visit MC in their dreams to make sure theyre sleeping well, but again those dreams are just dreams. Because theres a fear of losing them and losing everything he has.

He can only be intimate and close to MC in the dream.

"I can't be what you need

I am stuck in a dream

I am stuck in a dream"

"Don't you know she's been here all along in a dream?

She belongs in a dream"

I feel like, even if u give him fake promises or any promises he will hold onto it and cling onto it because he knows and thinks u are a good person ,and because he gen loves u.

(I also want to mention i want to give him a hc he has separation anxiety bcs i have it so i just want to relate to my fav char).

So if you ever try to leave him prepare for a mental breakdown

"Every day I'll make promises that plague Sarah's heart

So I can watch her fall apart

'Cause I know when I break her down

We'll spit on all the happy clowns that live around this sunny town

She loves me like a dog

And when we mess around, I'll let her know the truth

I can't rely on hope with fate

And every time I wake, I second guess the game I play

Did I make a mistake?"

(Hope any of this makes sense bcs im literally not a writer😔)

[cachamata]

Kinda curious: who's your fav yan? personally btw. Pls don't feel pressured to answer this! u can ignore it if u want to 🤗 hope u have a good day oreeve!

Oho? Hello, there. I see you on my pixiv as well 👀. Thanks for dropping by here, too :).

To answer your question, the yandere characters that i draw -or had drawn- are usually the ones i like. I've stated in my pinned post back then that i only draw characters or things i like the most, after all. And i'm gonna be honest with you; i could never finish things i'm not interested in :'). Seriously. Not that i hate those who i didn't draw, no. It's just, i can't bring myself to 'feel' if i draw something i don't have strong feelings about.

But, if we're talking about yandere characters that i really like -very personally. Like, very, very personally-, i choose these five yan:

Alexander Danzel from Project infatuation by aspenglen (Original Char is by maskcover, by the way).

Klein from Klein V.0.1 by himeiro.

Ciel from Yandere Love: CoF/Apple for Teacher by ataraxicgames/A.K Fagan.

Double from Binary Star Hero by Concrete Parasite. and,

Unknown Caller from, well, Unknown by bondagebunny. (Let's just call the char like that here).

You might be frowning and questioning my sanity the moment you see three very-morally-deprived yandere there, i know xD. Especially since i put Ciel, Alex, and well, the Unknown Caller in my top 5 fav yandere.

But i specifically and primarily like those five because they have one thing in common: They have a certain Cryptic vibes that draw me in -bruh, what on earth i'm talking about-. Ciel and 'The Unknwon Caller' are even more so. And also, i'm always weak for 'a walking contradictive' kind of a character.

Let's talk about it one by one why i like them five personally, my pal :). -I actually have 10, but that would be too long to read-.

First, Klein;

He's soft, but he could get out of that zone and did that murderous thing if MC acted in the way he… didn't like or couldn't predicted (?). So cute, but so, so dangerous; i like it. A lot. I actually didn't expect it when i got that scary jumpscare and horror revelation. And when he hurt Yael that bad? And killed Sera? I'm shook. My cutie is so unexpected, like, what on earth.

I like how the developer manage to pull the horror element so smoothly and make Klein so scary. And the thing i like the most about Klein is even though he's a soft cutie, he's so confident -'of course, he's a bot', said you. But that's not my point here xD-. My second point liking Klein so much is because i have this weakness when it comes to machine engineering and yandere theme. A Bot who can be obsessed over you and could be that scary? Klein win my heart at the first sight. I mean, look at him. So adorable and could flip into something so dangerous real quick.

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Second, Alex;

He's stoic and so calm. When i first played Project Infatuation, i was actually interested in Kaito - because he's smart. I have a thing for smart character too xD. But, like Saki and Lala said, "We're weak with stoic type, MC", Alex manage to caught my whole interest from the first half of gameplay until the end. He may seem the type who wouldn't hurt MC at all -since Ryo and Kaito have the look for it, gyahaha-, but he was the one who could. Stabbing MC? Check. Hitting MC's head against a cabinet? My wig fell off, friend.

Actually, Jin is more dangerous than Alex, but i personally don't like yandere characters who could be very easily manipulated.

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Third, Ciel;

Pal, don't get me started on this one. In my whole visual-novel-gaming phase, especially when playing Yandere-themed games, the yandere usually try to catch MC's interest; by being kind, nice, polite, easy-going - overall approachable and a good shoulder for MC to lean on. But Ciel built different. This guy is obsessed with the MC but also always say things it is the way it is to MC. He's honest from hair to toe and never sugar-coat things even with the MC - no matter how brutal or hurtful it is.

And all i can say is this: If you're looking for a Yandere who could be a potential sugar papa -haha, what-, definitely would bully you 24/7 with cutting-tongue, smart to boot, a bit Tsun-Tsun, and if you're also weak for enemies-to-lovers trope -though this is in a very wrong context with him-, Ciel is your man. I actually have played his chapters and the other side stories, so… i would say Ciel is actually, indeed, a little bit Tsundere with MC. Just a little bit, which means no blushing and more of like, dodging things. I personally like him because he's a walking contradictive; a yandere who bullied you instead of trying to make you feel welcomed or wanted since the start? I love it.

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Fourth, Double;

Similar to Ciel but more doting and… crazier. I like it when my darling yan is a criminal too -bro, my moral plunged too deep into valhalla at this point-.

Double also has this resilient and persistent personality that i like a lot. And i love a yan who knows what they want, how they want, and when to get it; Double has those traits coupled with his ability to use whatever resource available up his sleeve. Efficient yan and straight-to-the-point, it win me over smoothly -chef's kiss-.

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And last, 'The Unknown Caller';

The thing i like about this guy is he doesn't hesitate to be rough, but, when MC is accidentally injured, he would switch to panic mode. Kinda funny to watch, but i feel pity for him :'). But what really win me over is his dynamic with mc. Half of the game filled with, like, their strange but comedic dynamic. And this scene in particular is my favorite:

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And thanks for the ask! :). Sorry for the rambling, though.

[luna-nigthshade-wood]

The perfect gift

The perfect gift, everyone thinks, is the minimal gift that Dean deserves in his birthday after all the years he spent taking care of everyone and saving the world, and his family is willing to find. Aka, the ducklings+ Cas try to find the perfect gift for Dean

The perfect gift, Jack decides as he puts different pans and pots in the kitchen counter, is this. And he can’t help but be excited when Dean smiles at him as he takes a bite of his-slightly-more-charred-than-brown burnt pancakes. The excitement doesn’t stop even when he has to help Dean cleaned the kitchen and burnt pans.

The perfect gift, Bobby-John believes as he struggles to find the design he wants, is this. And he feels cheerful as Dean hugs the teddy bear he designed with its soft and brown fur, dressed in a plaid t-shirt that smells like the apples and cinnamon of the pies that Dean likes so much. Bobby-John gets even more cheerful when Dean hugs him too.

The perfect gift, Kaia ponders as she struggles to find it, is this. And the gleeful look on Dean´s face as he opens the box and finds a collection of well-loved Vonnegut books is worth it. And Dean and her will later get engrossed in a conversation about the real classics, while Claire calls them nerds, and that will be even more worth it.

The perfect gift, Jesse rules as he browses the aisles of the store, is this. And the childlike wonder that Dean gets as he finds his favorite comic books from when he was a child makes Jesse´s chest swell up with pride. And later, Dean and him will see the comics and try to recreate the sillier moves, and they will laugh like loons.

The perfect gift, Alex hopes as she tries to untangle the wool, is this. And the way Dean´s eyes light up as she presents him the bracelet with the good luck pendant makes her thankful to be here sharing this moment. And afterwards, Alex will hug Dean, and the hunter will promise to always be there for them.

The perfect gift, Krissy wonders as she steps inside the music store, is this. And the way that Dean caresses the polished wood of the guitar she gifts him, as he starts playing some tunes, makes her smile something fierce. And once the party has dwindled down, Dean will track her down and teach her some basic tunes, and her smile will be the brightest

The perfect gift, Patience reflects as she wipes the paint from her hands, is this. And the delicate way that Dean handles the portrait she made of their whole family as if he was handling a Picasso, is a balm to her soul. And later Dean will build the picture a frame before finding the best place to hang it at the Bunker, and they will both smile every time they see it.

The perfect gift, Ben exclaims as he clicks in his computer, is this. And the little fist bumped, Dean makes when he opens the box to find the tickets to the baseball game makes him do a little fist bump himself. Later on, Dean will take an old glove and a baseball ball and their little play will devolve in an all time war with his siblings and family, and he will cackle at the chaos.

The perfect gift, Claire trusts as she finishes the final touches of her gift, is this. And the delicateness that Dean has as he pulls the new polished and repaired dagger out of the box, makes Claire smile despite herself. Afterwards, Dean will ask her how she was able to make this and Claire will smile cryptically towards Cas, but won’t say anything, after all she is the one that went through all the trouble of recreating the angel´s blade.

The perfect gift, Emma contemplates as she tries to take the glue out of her hands, is this. And the brightness of Dean´s smile as he careful looks at every photo of the scrapbook she made, bright her heart and her days. After, Dean will pull out and old trunk full of memories and pictures and they will start another scrapbook together, and she will feel the happiest person on the world

The perfect gifts, Sam shuffles as he tries to get them all through the door, is this. And the way that Dean almost falls in his haste to get to the pie table is a reward by itself. Later, Sam and Dean will go out and sit in the trunk of the Impala as when they were kids just watching the stars and they will both forever be grateful of being brothers

The perfect gift, Cas is not sure what it is and then he remembers something small that Dean used to want when he was a child. It is in the way that Dean eyes start to wet as he slowly but surely takes the figure action he wanted all those years ago, and sometime soars inside Cas´ chest as Dean pulls him in a kiss. Dean will go to bed later that night and will cuddle with him, and that is the most perfect gift that Cas can ask.

The perfect gift, Dean thinks, is this right here. It is the sheepish look in Jack´s face as he presents his burned pancakes to him. It is in the proud eyes of Bobby-John after he presents the teddy bear to him. It is in the excitement that Kaia gets as she starts to discuss her favorite books with him. It is in Jesse´s laughs as they pretend to be Batman and Robin It is in the way Alex´s protectiveness ensues as he promises to never leave any of them alone. It is in the soft tunes that Krissy plays on the guitar as he teaches her some of the music they both love. It is in Patience´s art and painting that bring a smile to his face every time he sees them. It is in the hesitant but firm way Ben throws the ball as their little practice evolves into and all war (it is also in the chaos that ensues). It is in the way that Claire smirks as he wonders how was she was able to recreate such a master piece. It is in the happiness of Emma and her little quips as she tells him the story of every photo on the scrapbook. It is in the nervousness on Sam as he suggests they go to watch the stars as was their tradition when they were children (it is in the happiness he gets as they do just that). It is in the action figure that Cas carefully gifts Dean, and it is not even about the action figure, it is about the healing of his inner child and the thoughtfulness that Cas had when he searched for said gift.

The perfect gift, Dean is sure, is this moment, it is being alive, surrounded by his love ones, and he wouldn’t change them for all the presents in the world

AO3

[beetlebethwrites]

Im not sure if this has been asked yet, but how would each RO react to receiving a spicy picture/text from MC while they’re working?

Matt would be pretty receptive to it. It would probably wake him up from the monotony of his job but he wouldn't reply too quickly; he doesn't want to actually get fired.

Eve wouldn't be comfortable receiving something like that while at work. She'd ask you to refrain in future, especially with pictures.

Alex would have to sneak off and reply in kind, it's their way and they do quite like sending a little spicy picture of themself. They're not shy in that way.

Jordan wouldn't be comfortable with it. They'd ask you to respect their boundaries and to not send them these kinds of things to them without asking.

Char would briefly look at it, play it off so well and then tell you that he can't look at this kind of stuff in the day but you'd be welcome to show them in person.

Bo-yeon would reply quickly telling you not to message this to xem while xe's at work. It's not appropriate and xe works hard to look as professional as xe can. That being said, xe wouldn't be unhappy to receive messages like that in other circumstances.

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Bonfire with firstfire!

okay so i'm a lil late getting this up - but hey it's a Friday so that works right lolz

can also be found on ao3 if u'd rather

Alex is so excited to be tagging along with Buck for his first 118 get-together. They’re at Bobby and Athena’s, which he understands is the norm for these. Bobby is kind of the dad of this ragtag family group, so that makes sense. He’s met them all, and he and Buck regularly hang out with Eddie and Christopher at their place. He’s, of course, been to Maddie and Chimney’s multiple times, enough times that he likes to tease Buck that he will take over as Jee’s favorite non-parent person.

He's never been in town for one of these gatherings, though, so he doesn’t know what to expect. Neither Buck nor Eddie were much help when he was asking. If it weren’t for Christopher, he’d be completely clueless. It’s fall, nearly winter in most of the country, and it is starting to cool overnight in California. They’ve finally entered the time of year when they’re allowed to burn, so tonight, there will be a bonfire. Alex has promised to teach Christopher his method for the perfect toasted marshmallow for smores, and he’s looking forward to seeing them all in their natural, not work, dynamic. It’s been something he’s been looking forward to for a while, and to now be here is only slightly overwhelming, which means he can handle it perfectly.

They’ve been here for a while, and Alex is sitting with Buck, Eddie, and Chimney, listening to them talk about the crazy calls they’ve had recently when Chris comes over and sits by Alex. Alex moves over so he can sit between him and Buck motioning for him to join them. “What’s up, bud?”

“Is it time for you to teach me your marshmallow method? Jee is really wanting a smore.”

Alex laughs, “Jee is huh? Well, I suppose I can use my tried-and-true method to make Jee a smore.”

“Well, I might also be ready for one.”

“Oh, well then, I suppose I can help you both.” Alex gets off the couch he was sitting on and waits for Chris to get up. Alex leans down to give Buck a quick kiss. “I’ll be back, sweetheart; I have to teach these kids the proper way to toast a marshmallow for smores.”

Buck laughs, “You mean perfectly burnt. I’ve seen your method. Those marshmallows are more char than marshmallow when you’re done with them.”

“No, those are the ones for me; I perfectly toast them for everyone else. You’ll see.”

Alex makes the perfect marshmallows for everyone, teaching Christopher the right way to turn the marshmallows for even toasting, which gives you a perfectly melted and toasty, not burned marshmallow. Of course, he also shows him how he prefers, lighting it on fire and turning it so it perfectly chars the outside. By the time they’re done, Christopher is on team charred marshmallow. Alex walks back over with his own smore and one he made for Buck. He sits back next to Buck and hands him the not-charred smore. He takes a bite of his and is surprised when Buck pulls him in for a marshmallow-y kiss.

“I thought you didn’t like my charred marshmallows?”

Buck grins. “Maybe I just like their taste better on your lips?”

Alex laughs and kisses Buck’s lips before curling into his side, so happy to be here with everyone who means so much to Buck.

[glowstone23b]

Today I think I shall gush about my piglin naming system! Inspired by Technoblade :)

Piglin names typically come in three parts, being (attribute)(thing you’re known for)(bastion name). Bastion names are normally used if you’re interacting with anyone outside of your bastion or horde, because goodness knows how many piglins out there are named Gold…

First names are usually a personality trait or something alluding to one, not always literal. Techno was named as such because he’s cool and calculating on the outside, like technology. Flint (my oc, for a second example) was named as such because he’s hardy and dependable.

Second names are given later on in life (some piglins choose not to use them, or never earn them)— these can be a lot of things! Usually it’s a profession, but it can also be a notable event in your life; it’s something people would recognize you for. Techno got the name “blade” because of his prowess with blades in farming and on the battlefield, and Flint got “bairn” for being good with those who are born (animals, but children especially).

Some piglins never end up getting second names, and some don’t associate with a bastion. Those who are outcast or choose to move elsewhere may take up a different name. They also morph with time— if someone becomes more well-known for something after they’d already received a second name, they’d change it to match!

This is the short version, amazingly enough. More under the cut if you’re interested in it! You’ll get a glimpse into how my mind works, lol

First names aren’t given until piglings start to grow their tusks in, around which time their personality shows a lot more. As a baby, they’re given a placeholder name by their parents or caretakers, which can be anything! Typically, it’s from a pool of names that that bastion or horde holds dear, so litters a couple years apart may end up having the same childhood names.

I actually have a list of some names that’d work in one way or another, though not all of them may fit together smoothly. You can likely shift stuff around and add or subtract letters so it rolls off your tongue easier. I mean, technically this is in english, so it’d likely work in the piglin’s spoken language, but hey!

Birth names: Typically some physically defining trait, notable action, or person/idol/role model, given to the piglet shortly after birth. Examples include steve/alex/jean, mud, snow, speckle, leather, squeal, swift, trot, crinkle, crimson, trip/skip, hopper

First names: Typically an object or item, or field of study or important advancement in relation to the piglin’s temperament around 8-12 years of age. Overworld examples are used less frequently, but tend to be given to piglets with exceptional or odd temperaments. Examples include Techno(logy), Flint, Fence, Ash, Ember, Clay, Obsidian (Obi-), Cinder, Gold, Flame, Blaze, Rose, Water, Rust, Cobblestone (Cobble-), Honey

Second names: Typically a thing or descriptor/verb (usually in past tense), given to the piglin after finding something they excel at or become known for. This is usually a word that pertains to multiple aspects of them (as with Techno, ‘blade’ refers to his expertise with bladed items both in battle and cultivation). Examples include Blade, Bairn (born), Char, Forge, Lock, Arrow, Shield, Bloom, Ferrous/Aurous, Brew, Heal, Tame, Craft, Knife, Smith, Saw, Sword, String, Saddle, Spirit, Breath, Grown, Wrought, Torn, Write, Built, Read, Smelt, Bud, Scar

Literally just copy pasted from my notes app so apologies if stuff is repeated or doesn’t make sense! If you guys have piglin name ideas or oc ideas regarding this I will give you a kiss on the forehead, I adore it.

The more I talk about it the more it sounds like how warrior cats name themselves. I know nothing about warrior cats, unfortunately, so I can’t say it holds true, but… I feel like this may be a common thing I worldbuilding. Regardless, I just think it’s neat!

If you are insane about piglins as I am or still relatively sane with a little interest in them, do interact! I’d love to bounce ideas off each other ^^! Also if you got this far I love you and tuck you in all cozy like a snug bug!! Don’t forget to eat and drink today, you deserve it! Okay that’s all for right now! :D

[shadow-tumbler]

Written in the stars

Prologue

3rd person pov

*1983*

The young girl stood nervous by the door of the classroom as she had recently moved schools after her farther got a job promotion "hi there sweetheart are you okay?" The teacher asked and the girl nods. The teacher could tell the girl was nervous "luke could you come over here please?!" The teacher called out and a boy her ages came over "would you be so kind as be our new students buddy?" The teacher asked and it even since then that Charlotte and luke became best friends and luke introduced her to his other friends Alex, Reggie and Bobby. The 5 of them where always seen together and their friendship only grew stronger as they grew up but eventually Charlotte her feelings towards reggie shift to something else entirely. At age 13 the boys started a band and Charlotte was a huge supporter tho she wished she could be in said band, when the school talent show came around she decided to secretly sign up bring on her guitar. She waits backstage and when she called on she walked up ignoring the stares she got from the boys, she takes a deep breath and starts stumming her guitar



If I could reach the top of the world

Be all I am it'd be so beautiful

If only...

I could be brave and I could be strong

I would know where I belong

If only

I wanna feel free to be who I am

What I'm about is more than I've been

Ready to show the world who I am

Start letting out what I am holding in

Find my own place to stand

So I could be who I am

Yeaaah

I have it inside, I know that I do

All that I am is gonna break through

If only...

I could believe and live it right now

Take the time to work it out

If only...

I wanna feel free to be who I am

What I'm about is more than I've been

Ready to show the world who I am

Start letting out what I am holding in

And find my own place to stand

So I could be who I am

I'm closer to where I'm meant to be

If I try I know that I can get there

I'm not gonna stop 'cause I believe

That there's so much more... to me to me

So much more oooohhh

I wanna feel free to be who I am

What I'm about is more than I've been

Ready to show the world who I am

Start letting out what I'm holding in

Find my own place to stand

So I could be who I am

Yeaah yea yeaah yea yea

So I could be who I am

I can be who I am

Yea...

*song over*

Apon walking off stage she was bombarded by the boys "why did you never say you could sing?!" Luke asked her "well I just felt really nervous about it 1 because I didn't think I was that good and 2 you know how my parents feel about music being more then just something you listen to" I say. My parents did exactly see music as a proper career choice and they made that very clear especially ever since the guys started their band "well you were amazing!" Alex says making her smile "thanks Alex" she says as the boys all look at one another "hey Char.....how would you feel about joining our band?" Luke asked with a slight smirk. She almost couldn't believe it "are you serious?" She asked them "definitely, you clearly have the passion for music" luke says "and the voice of an angel" reggie says making me blush a little bit.

It was on Charlotte's 16th birthday while hanging out with the guys that reggie gets her attention "so um I have something I wanna ask you" he says and the girl turns to him "yea reg?" She asked smiling "well I ummmm......" he gets inrrupted by Alex "he wants you to be his girlfriend" he says. Charlotte couldn't believe it "so?" Reggie asked her and she simply kissed his cheek "does that awnser you question babe" she says and reg gets this big goofy smile on his face "well its about time!" Bobby says making charlotte giggle a little bit. The next year was amazing but it was made even better when they were rehearsing for a show at the Orpheum which is huge for them especially since a loads of bands became extremely popular after playing this theatre.

(1, 2, 3)

Luke: Take off

Last stop

Countdown till we blast open the top

Face first

Full charge

Electric hammer to the heart

All: Clocks move forward

But we don't get older, no

Kept on climbing

Till our stars collided

Luke: And all the times we fell behind

Were just the keys to paradise

All: Don't look down

'Cause we're still rising

Up right now

And even if we

Hit the ground

We'll still fly

Keep dreaming like we'll live forever

But live it like it's now or never

Luke: Hear the noise

In my head

It's calling out like a voice I can't forget

One life

No regrets

Catch up, got no time to catch my breath

All: Clocks move faster

'Cause it's all we're after now

Won't stop climbing

'Cause this is our time, yeah

When all the days felt black and white

Those were the best shades of my life

Don't look down

'Cause we're still rising

Up right now

And even if we

Hit the ground

We'll still fly

Keep dreaming like we'll live forever

But live it like it's now or never

Alex: We ain't searching for tomorrow (reggie & Charlotte: tomorrow)

'Cause we got all we need today (reggie & Charlotte: today)

Alex:Living on a feeling that's been running through our veins

Reggie: We're the revolution that's been singing in the rain

All: Don't look down

'Cause we're still rising

Up right now

And even if we

Hit the ground

We'll still fly

Keep dreaming like we'll live forever

But live it like it's now or never

It's now or never (Charlotte: now or never)

*song over*

Charlotte couldn't believe how good that felt, The boys all pulled away from their instruments, Alex slowing down his beats while Charlotte concluded the song with a small guitar riff before her and Alex ended with one last beat of their instruments. The energy of that was plusing though the girls vains as she puts down to her guitar hearing a few cheers from the employees Orpheum making the girl smile. "Whoo Excellent!" "Sounds great, guys!" A hand on her shoulder caused the girl to open her eyes. her gaze shifting over to reggie who was smiling widely at her and he kissed her Forehead, Charlotte couldn't help but smile back. She turns her attention to the other boys who all had smiles apon their faces, "Whoo! Yeah!" one of the workers closest to them continued to cheer while Stephanie's smile continued to grow. This was the biggest night of their lives and they were merely hours away from playing for a big crowd at the Orpheum, They were about to become legends and nothing could ruin her mood.

"Thank you!" Charlotte said, smiling

towards the workers. "We're Sunset

Curve" reggie adds on "Too bad we wasted that on the soundcheck. That was the tightest we've ever played," Bobby told them while he and Luke high five one another. "There's always room for improvement, Bobby. Besides, I have a feeling our performance will be just that much better when we're feeding off the crowd's energy," Charlotte said, turning to Reggie who had wrapped his arms her from behind course her to ever so slight lean against him. Luke smile "she's right guys, we're gonna be so much better when the crowds energy is pumping though our vains so just wait until tonight, man, when this place gets packed with record execs" Luke agreed.

"Alex, you were smoking," Reggie

complimented while the drummer

looked to him in surprise before

bashfully lowering his head. "Oh, no. I was just warming up," Alex tried to say. "You guys were the ones on fire."

"Alex you were rocking it!" Charlotte complained as she playfully punched his shoulder. "Could you just own your awesomeness for once?" Reggie asked. Alex looked to Luke and Bobby who were nodding in agreement before glancing down The blonde eventually gave in, a smile appearing on his face, "Alright, I was killing it" he says "hell yea you were!" Charlotte says with a smile. "Ok, well, I'm thinking we fuel up before the show. I'm thinking street dogs," Luke suggested while Alex and Reggie quickly agreed. Charlotte however wasn't over hungry so she decided to stay back here while the boys went to eat, she followed Bobby over to the girl waitress who had been cheering

the loudest for them. "Hey, Bobby,

where you going?' Luke asked as he, reggie and Alex followed behind as well.

'T'm good,' Bobby tried to say, but

the rest of the band was already on

his tail as he approached the girl.

"Vegetarian," he told her causing

Charlotte to scrunch up her nose and

look to Reggie who chuckled as she

mouthed the word to him. "I could

never hurt an animal" he says and char just rolled her eyes, "You guys are really good" the girl told them before looking to Charlotte and smiling. "And you killed it out there girl" Charlotte smiled "Thank you very much" she says  said while the boys all grinned "I see a lot of bands. Been in a couple myself. I was really feeling it," she told them, her words making charlotte's smile widen while she tried to sneakily punch the arm of the person closest to her - Alex - in excitement "That's what we do this for," Luke said, clapping a hand on Bobby's shoulder "I'm Luke by the way" he says "and I'm Charlotte, btw I love your outfit" she says "thank you" the girl says.

"Hi, I'm Reggie." "Alex", "Bobby.", "Nice meeting you guys," the girl told them. "I'm Rose", "Oh, uh. . .here's our demo" Reggie said, handing the girl a CD. "And a T-shirt, Size beautiful." Luke says handing her a t-shirt "Thanks. I'll make sure not to wipe the tables down with this one. "Oh, good call. Whenever they get wet, they just kinda fall apart in your hands,' Alex told her, holding his hands out for emphasis as he spoke. "Don't you guys have to go get hot dogs?" Bobby questioned, obviously annoyed. Luke glanced at the boy and pat his shoulder once.

The boys left reggie making sure to kiss Charlotte's head once more before leaving "you two are really cute together" Rose says "yea reg is the best, I don't know what I did to deserve him" Charlotte says smiling

*later*

"Where are they, Bobby? We go on in

five minutes. They should be back by

now" Charlotte insisted, hopping from one foot to another in an attempt to shake off some of the nervousness she was feeling "They'll be here, Steph. Stop worrying, Bobby told her, gently grabbing ahold of her shoulders and attempting to get her to stand still. "They wouldn't pass up on an a opportunity like this andyou saw how excited your brother was. He'll make sure they get back to the Orpheum one way or another." "But-" Charlotte began to say, her hands shaking a bit. "Remember what Luke told you about working yourself up before a gig. You get too jittery and it doesn't help you focus when you're on stage" Bobby reminded her. Charlotte frowned before closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath. "You're right,' she said, letting out the breath and smiling softly. "They'll be here, They always are" she reminds herself. That of course doesn't stop her worrying about the boys where abouts which in turn coursed her to start pacing as there came a knock at the dressing room door.

Bobby opened the revel two cops "is everything okay?" He asked and the second the word left their mouths Charlotte broke down in floods of tears "nooooo!" She screamed out feeling her heart shatter into a million Pecies. Over the next few mouth she became a shell of the girl she once was but what really broke what was left of her was when her parents set her up with someone else. The fight that followed course her to run out of the house and its unfortunately it was a mouth later that she was crossing the street late at night as a drunk driver came speeding down the street.

And this is just the start of the story of Julie and the phantoms.

[cabeswaterdrowned]

i know you already touched on some, but yellowjackets and pll for the media parallels?

Okay so some very obvious similarities between the two shows as in they’re both about a group of girls who are friends who end up sharing these really traumatic experiences, and we see those experiences shape them into people who can only be understood in a specific way by each other. Pll plays with horror tropes sometimes although it isn’t a horror show the way Yellowjackets is and vice versa for Yellowjackets interacting with like, genera drama tropes you’d find in Pll. There are some similarities between archetypes in characters and dynamics.

Jackie and Alison is a pretty clear parallel: both the popular leader girls who died before the bigger story came to fruition and their death dramatically effects things for the other girls going forward, she haunts the narrative after her death even appearing to Shauna/the liars post her death (Alison actually being alive isn’t that useful to this parallel so I won’t really address it here). Even though they embody some similar archetypes and places in the narrative of both shows Jackie and Alison obviously aren’t the same character and the dynamics/ripple effects of their death have differences. Jackie is not a “mean girl” like Alison was, her power actually came from how nice and easy to get along with she was (in a world that wasn’t an environment she was fundamentally unsuited to on all levels, in which she was just slightly cunty/not willing to get her hands dirty thus rapidly losing social power pre her death, definitely not a controlling, manipulative rule with an iron fist type a la Ali in any way). Also her death is shown to have significance for the group in general but only Shauna is truly haunted/her life is defined by Jackie’s death. For the other girls (and my perception of this might change with further exploration in the show, but atm) the significance is there but symbolic/part of a picture so much bigger. I don’t even think that Emily is irrefutably the most effected by Alison’s death of all the chars, it’s so significant for all of them in different ways. But I think in a similar way to how all the liars kind of take on the “role” of Alison in some way after her death (I’m actually writing a paper for a class about Pll and gothic doubling so I go into them all “mirroring” Ali in some way there a lot I won’t get into it here much since I don’t want to end up writing my paper twice), you see something similar with Jackie in Yellowjackets, and in that way I think you could say the liars “consume” Alison as well even if it isn’t literal like with the team eating Jackie. An obvious case is Shauna marrying Jeff, and taking on the future Jackie likely would have had if she lived. Also see Taissa and then especially after her death Lottie taking up the mantle of leadership when Jackie can not, the way Spencer took on that role for the liars. 

Taissa and Spencer parallels! They’re both the high achieving smart girl who is stubborn/prideful and Will die on hills! If they want to! Also very loyal and especially young! Taissa is very protective in the way that Spencer is and that’s a big part of both their roles in the dynamics. Both also went to law school and then worked in politics although Spencer was less on the frontlines. Also noticed they’re both typed ENTJ on pde. Also the whole mirror! Tai thing vs Spencer and Alex mirror scene which yes campy but a parallel for sure. But yes they have an evil double. I also last year when I watched Pll did read a lot of old A theories out of curiosity and the Spencer as A ones usually involved a split personality or break that lead to her chasing her own tail in a sense, and I feel like Tai re: mirror Tai is similar to that. 

Mona and Misty feels like the most on point comparison imo. They’re both so driven by wanting both love and control, also I reblogged a comp het reading of Misty reading that’s also very Mona. Their attitudes to the other adult yellowjackets / the liars and sort of being on the outskirts but there to help with murder cover ups etc. lol. I just love those crazy bitches. I’m actually having a hard time finding words to explain their similarities to me it’s just so obvious. 

Shauna, to me, parallels both Emily and Spencer, and specifically I think Shauna is sort of a potential version to me of what could have happened for Emily if the writers had been willing to explore underlying flaws or darker aspects to her char the way they did with Spencer and Mona all the time and to a lesser extent Alison Aria and Hanna. They have the Jackie/Alison thing in common and Emily is sometimes shown to be effected by her grief in terms of having a lot of repressed anger, abandonment/commitment issues imo, and also she very much wants to see herself as a good person/has a lot of pride which is very Shauna. also I feel like the specific overlaps are also in line with the ways Spencer and Emily have a fair amount in common. Shauna also takes on the Spencer role specifically in the finale scene her saying her piece about the roles Jackie forces onto her and how she wishes Jackie was dead basically reminded me a lot of the Spencer + Ali (paraphrased) “I made you Spencer” what is a leader without any followers you would not exist without us you are dead to me already” scene. Also Shauna is Spencer like in her obsessiveness. 

Taissa x Shauna x Jackie I had a whole thing about being like Spencer x Emily x Alison, however it’s been a season and I was a lot more obsessed with that dynamic in s1 recently I’ve been more pre occupied with both the lottienatmisty sitch and the taivan dysfunctional divorced arc and shaunatai (which I was literally obsessed with in s1) shines less than other dynams rn and Ella’s not on set. Taishauna reminded me of Spemily because of the same sense of them clashing brutally but ultimately being very tender with each other/understanding each other so we’ll and being there for each other in especially hard moments. Tai and Shauna both kind of take on the Spencer role with Alison at points like I said and then the idea of Jackieshauna is like the idea of Emison obviously the heart of the dynamics are different but tropes wise there are similarities. Especially the way Shauna/Emily need their dead girls to be kind of on this pedestal in their memory/are in love with the impossibility of them I rebloged a meta about this for how Shauna sees ghost Jackie I think… On my note about Jackie being softer than Alison I also think there’s a bit of similarity to Emaya in how things play out. The scene where Tai comforts Shauna over Jackie’s body in the finale reminded me of Spencer comforting Emily in Unmasked when Maya’s body is found. 

I was toying with a Mistynat Vandermarin comparison but I don’t have much concrete to say tbh except the whole Misty watching Nat through a camera deal in the s1 finale would so happen with Mona watching either Hanna or Spencer… actually or any of the liars ngl. 

I’m sure there’s more to say but I’m finishing this up after leaving it half written a while lmao 

(from an ask game I made about finding parallels between two things)

[bornbreathless-archive]

i work hard at my job, but i suspect i’m purely decorative.

@vanishinq

The laugh that escapes her is bright and cheerful, escaping through the open windows and out into the comparatively cool air of nighttime LA. She's not completely certain when it was that she became Alex's personal taxi driver - seemingly at beck and call even on nights that she herself isn't even working - but she doesn't mind it. It's nice to know that he's getting home safe, and he never really calls unannounced unless the buses are cancelled or he's had a rough night, and he's usually good company as they cruise through the almost-empty streets.

"I hate to break it to you, but there is a good portion of your job that is to be decorative. Well to be hot, anyway, which is more or less the same thing." She shoots him a grin, light and teasing, though her eyes sweep his face for a moment before they return to the road ahead. He's usually good company, sure, but sometimes it's hard to tell if his jokes are only jokes, or if there's something else buried behind them.

Char allows the silence to settle for a few moments before she speaks again. "So how was tonight? Rams seemed to think it was going to be a busy one. That what's got you bemoaning your beauty?" Light and easy, letting him avoid the subject if he wants to.

[aleburton]

“I’ll catch up with you tomorrow, Brooke,” she hollered while stepping out of the cozy warmth of her Upper East Side dance studio and into the brisk cold. It instantly nipped at her, despite the layers of clothing she had wrapped herself in. Although she held a deep affection for New York City, the weather was not one of its charms. Moments like these triggered a longing for home, where the climate was consistently warm and sunny. The thought of escaping the harsh winter to spend a few days at her father’s sprawling Malibu estate crossed her mind. There was nothing holding her back from it – except the memories. Alexandra nestled into her cashmere scarf, its soft pink fabric now veiling her mouth and nose, as she embarked on the short walk back home. Speaking of memories. Her mind drifted to the impending dinner with Kylie French and her manager, a commitment Andrew had emphasize throughout the week. Unbeknownst to him, forgetting was not an option for her. In fact, she had been thinking about it ever since he first proposed it in the café lounge at the Ritz Carlton that day. While she managed the unexpected encounter with Kylie well, the discomfort it stirred within her refused to fade. Would it ever? Meeting her brought a stark reality to a situation she had sidestepped for years. It was no longer a matter of if, but rather when. The catalyst for this inevitable reunion being the petite, five-foot-something blonde with a remarkable set of pipes.

Her memory retained every detail with photographic precision. The captivating hue of her pretty blue eyes, the contour of her lips as they wrapped around her words. Despite being aware of the self-inflicted torment, she couldn’t help but indulge in thoughts of how those lips might appear wrapped around other things. The mental image churned her stomach. Much like the indelible memories, her jealousy seemed immune to dissolution as well. She acknowledged her contentment with Andrew, finding fulfillment in every conceivable way with a man who was effortlessly lovable. The attempts to piece together the fragments of her relationship with Zach had proven futile, time and time again. So, why did it still matter he chose to be with? Shaking off the intrusive thoughts, she reminded herself that tonight was the only hurdle she needed to clear. Concerns about the unresolved issues with Zach could be pushed aside until morning, undoubtedly a problem that would stubbornly remain there. Rounding the corner, she raised her small face from the shelter of her scarf to greet the doorman, Tony, with a warm smile. “Hi, Tony.” He reciprocated the gesture, opening the large, gilded door for her. “Evening, Miss Burton. Have a good one.” She nodded her head almost imperceptibly in acknowledged as she stepped into the lobby. Navigating towards the elevator, she eased the gloves from her small fingers and pressed the upward arrow.

Alex was grateful for the limited responsibilities tonight. Andrew, taking the lead, ensured that the apartment underwent a thorough cleaning, leaving no corner untouched. The fine China and silverware were delicately taken from their cupboard, receiving meticulous polishing and shining in preparation for the occasion. He also went the extra mile by hiring a chef, assuring her it was because he did not want to burden her with the task when in reality, he was concerned that she may accidentally char their meal. All she had to do was an exude an aura of approachability and warmth for Kylie. Andrew seemed puzzle by her apparent lack of enthusiasm, presuming that their proximity in age might spark a friendship. Perhaps, she considered. Yet, Kylie’s effervescent personality stood in contrast to hers – they were like day and night. Then again, opposites do attract. If not for their shared history with Zach, maybe they could have found common ground. Entering the apartment, she was greeted by the enticing aroma of fresh garlic wafting the from the kitchen stove. Andrew was unable to extract a definitive dinner preference from Kylie and had opted for the safe choices of chicken alfredo and penne a la vodka. The fine selection extended to the best wine and champagne to complement the meal, recognizing the significance of the evening. Classic rock tunes filled the air, courtesy of his favorite Spotify playlist. The anticipation emanated from somewhere within the apartment, hinting at his excitement.

She shed her coat, revealing her ballet attire, and moved through the living room and toward his study, where she discovered him engrossed with his computer. “Baby,” she called out softly. Andrew swiveled in his chair, peering over the top of his black Prada glasses. An immediate smile lit up his face as he stood to offer her a proper welcome. “There’s my girl.” He approached her, his deep blue eyes scanning her from head to toe, seemingly appreciating her ensemble. “Don’t you look precious. No tutu?” he teased. Rolling her eyes at his playful comment, Ale enveloped him in a hug, her arms securely wrapped around his waist. She nuzzled her face against the center of his chest, giving him a gentle squeeze. “Mm. Sorry to disappointment. I’ve aged out of the tutus.” Andrew chuckled, planting a kiss on the top of her head, mindful not to disturb the perfectly fashioned bun she had crafted. “You’ll be catching up to me in no time.” She leaned back, gazing through her thick lashes with a smile, “Then what? You’ll replace me with a younger model?” He captured his lower lip between his teeth, feigning consideration. Alex’s mouth fell open, prepared to swat him in response. “I’m kidding. I can hardly keep up with you!” He gave her a final affectionate squeeze before releasing her, glancing down at his watch. “You better get ready. Dinner’s in about an hour.” She let out a soft sigh, tossing her head back in annoyance, “I know, I know. I’m going,” she uttered, making her way out of his study. She strolled to their bedroom for a quick shower, preparing herself for the evening ahead.

She transformed the act of getting ready into a spectacle, enjoying a glass of champagne while perfecting her hair and makeup, as was her usual ritual. Alexandra could sense her competitive spirit resurfacing as she approached her wardrobe, thumbing through a collection of recently acquired pieces. Settling on a black 90s vintage Dolce & Gabbana dress paired with sling-back Louboutin’s, she aimed for simplicity whilst maintaining her distinctive flair. Changing into her chosen outfit, Drew’s voice echoed from the living room, “Ale, I’ve got to run downstairs and grab the champagne. I’ll be back in two minutes.”

xvii. i'd have to think about it ; @aleburton

Zach, on the ride to the airport, was channeling concerted effort into ignoring Kylie’s hand and its slow, painful creep up his thigh, her mouth on the soft crevice behind his diamond ear, as he argued with Amanda on the phone. “I already told you, this ain’t about me,” he huffed, half-breathless. She was of the opinion that his following Kylie to New York this time around was the perfect opportunity to broach the subject of signing with the Label and meet professionally with Andrew Dupree beyond their occasional correspondence. Touching base, they say, and the formal language makes Zach’s gut twist with discomfort like trying to force his form into a slot too tight to fit. “It doesn’t have to be at the damn dinner, Zach, I’m not asking you to rock the boat with Kylie.” He subtly pressed the reduce volume button on the side of his phone, but Kylie had heard. She giggled softly against his skin, the vibrations rippling like a skipping stone to a lake face. His chest puffed out, dousing out his bodily response to the sensation. “Uh-oh,” Kylie whispered, rolling his earlobe between her teeth. “What if your scary girlfriend heard that?” He laughed, pulling the phone away from his mouth as he shoved her away. “Fuck off,” he chided. Amanda yelled into the air. He brought the phone back to his ear. “I’m sending him this presentation deck tonight. If you won’t ask him to sit down with you, I’m gonna tempt him until he’s knocking your door down begging. I’ve waited two years for you, Winthrop, but your time’s up.” He was hardly listening; Kylie’s tongue ebbed like a threat on his throat. “Right, right. See you, Amanda.”

He hadn’t been on a plane in almost two years, aside from a two-week vacation to The Bahamas on his birthday. Nothing since the end of Kylie’s tour. He had lived, as close as he possibly could, a pretty regular life in his time off. It was evident in the way he now operated, after twenty-four months of outpatient therapy and ridding his life triggers or particular stressors; he was not the man the world knew him to be anymore. Even traveling domestically now was an interesting sensation; he used to take planes like anyone else would climb into their cars to work, but he was finding his legs again. Surrounded by a flank of security, phone cameras and DSLR paparazzi cameras pointed and flashing in their direction, sneakers squeaking to keep up with the couple that’d held Hollywood by the neck during his entire hiatus. He spoke nothing of his flitting anxieties, however. He swallowed them down as passing upsets. Bowing his head to the flashes, he waved with one hand and held Kylie’s with the other, allowing her to pull him through the crowds to their destination. He remained silent, shutting out the calls of fans around him, thinking only of putting one foot in front of the other until they were safe inside their VIP lounge.

Kylie held her phone to her ear now, muttering frustratedly in a way that was classically her; such that, if confronted with her own bad mood, she had plausible deniability. “Okay, well, just text me as soon as you’re on the way to the airport - I’m not freaking out - and I’ll try delay the meeting if I need to. Okay. No, I’m fine. Okay, bye.” Zach eyed her, nerves settled and usual confidence weighting his veins. “All good?” She shook her head, swilling a glass straw around a sparkling ice water, lemon and mint. “Something about Lenny’s husband having an accident. I guess he fell down the stairs, I don’t know.” Zach tilted his head, watching her carefully. Once upon a time, he knew the girl who would’ve canceled her trip just to check he was okay. “I get it, it’s just. Ugh. It’s so frustrating. I need him there.” Zach rubbed her shoulder and culled her into his chest. “He’ll be there,” he muttered into her hair, a waft of vanilla warming in his chest. “And if he isn’t, we’ll figure it out. Don’t worry.” He smiled. “He’s only a multi-millionaire CEO with your entire future in his fat back pocket. Nothing to worry about.” She scoffed, slapping him on the hard hilt of his chest. “You are incorrigible,” she chastised, the corner of her mouth giving her away. “Can’t be reformed if I’m never punished,” he grinned.

But the closer the hour crept, the less and less likely it became that Lenny would make it on time. “You can always reschedule, if you’re freaking out that much about it.” Kylie paced their hotel room, a grand archway framing her frantic movements. “I’m not freaking out,” she protested, pointing at him where he sprawled wide on the chesterfield. He snorted, pounding out a pillow to rest on. “And I just got promoted to General Manager at Wendy’s. Hey,” he posited sarcastically, now kicking another pillow into place to balance his crossed ankles. “Is this improv?” She let out a frustrated groan and pounced on him, straddling his hips and rocking her little fists into his chest as she scolded him; “Shut. The fuck. Up. Please. Do something. Helpful.” Zach laughed hysterically, arresting her wrists in mid-air as she struggled against him, shaking his head. “Like what? You want me to come hold your hand at dinner tonight?”

Kylie stopped suddenly, arms going limp in his hands as she stared out the floor-to-ceiling window dressed in draping curtains behind him. “Wait. Yes.” She looked down at him, hopeful. “Would you?” Zach thought about this for a moment, weighing his options. He didn’t want a repeat of their first meeting; but then again, this wasn’t supposed to be a meeting, was it? It was supposed to be a classic schmooze; a celebratory dinner in Kylie’s honor. And she was asking him. He’d had other plans to meet some friends he hadn’t seen in a while, but her eyes sweltered diamond blue, and he relented. “If you want me to.”  She beamed, leaping from him to find her phone in the upheaval of belongings at the foot of the California king bed. “Thank you, thank you! This will be fun,” she insisted, locating the device and tapping incessantly on the screen to text Andrew. “I’m gonna tell him. Oh, and see if he can grab any non-alcoholic champagne.”

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DROP SOME DEETS ON NED AND CHAR’S STORIES WITH HASTE

I want everyone to know that this is a HILARIOUS ask because Leah probably knows the absolute most about these fics lol! I just come into her DMs and talk about it and then she responds and we freak out about work that IS NOT EVEN OUT YET. A true friend <3

For those not in the know, whenever I write my fics, I always do a lot of character work and work out other backstories and things. I honestly think it's just the actor in me - and the obsessive planner in me. It's why the Cowboy Like Me text fic exists (that started out as a writing exercise and as a way for me to keep tabs on what the extended ensemble's activities were before all the plots merged) and it's why the Simon Lovers Twitter gc knows allll about the Richard and Hermione backstory that didn't make the cut in the OTWTTW text fic (maybe one day I'll do a Rimoine text fic lol). So when I was plotting out my "Miles the Rake" fic, I had to plot out his siblings marriages; one, because, well, character work, and both Ned and Char would be married before Miles, and two, because I wanted the characters to be featured heavily in Miles' stories and I wanted to have a strong sense of who they were and who their partners were. Minor spoiler that their partners are involved in Miles' love story with Arshi, so it just made sense to plot it out.

The trouble was that the more I wrote, the more I fell in love with these characters and their stories.

Without giving too much away, I'll give inquiring minds this;

Ned and Rosie are childhood best friends to lovers. They've essentially been best friends since they were born, in love since they were two, and their story is filled with such sweet, misguided, innocent mutual pining, mutual jealousy, and so much love and selflessness :,) I love these crazy kids. They get married when they're 22 because they really just can't wait. I love them, your honor! (I've already chatted about them SO MUCH on Twitter, that I won't do a writing sneak peek)

Now, Charlotte and Alex I have not chatted about on Twitter, so here's a sneak peek:

The air was hot, stiflingly so. 

Biting the inside of her cheek, Charlotte offered a group of mamas a delicate smile as she wove past them, gracefully dodging the rest of the crowd as she made her way towards the doors. The ballroom was packed - then again, any party the Viscountess Bridgerton hosted was always bound to garner a large crowd. Her mother had gained quite the reputation for themed parties, and tonight’s had ensured that Charlotte was dressed in a gown decorated with pearls and scales, her long hair in a braided crown - she was a mermaid. 

Of course, Charlotte had not been the only Bridgerton to be roped into costume; her entire family was made to dress as some sort of underwater spectacle. She could see her parents right now; her mother was gamely sporting a gown that extended into eight large tentacles that followed behind her wherever she went, clearly delighting in how dramatic her homage to the great sea witch was. Her father, to his credit, also looked pleased with his costume; he’d donned it begrudgingly, apparently having lost a bet to her mother, but once he discovered that he could actually poke people with his trident, he’d been a steadfast presence in the ballroom since then, not slinking off like he usually did during one of these events, all in favor of seeing how many times he could stab her uncle Colin on his behind. 

Still, as diverting as it usually was to stay and watch her parents tread the line between charmingly eccentric and downright insane, the ballroom had grown too hot for Charlotte. 

But not in temperature, no. 

Charlotte Bridgerton was a lady. She did not usually get flustered or bothered. But here she was, both of those things. 

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Caught || M. Verstappen

Paring: OC! Kaia Verstappen X OC! Luka Leclerc

Summary: When you noticed small changes about your daughter you started to worry, always on her phone, new big clothes, so secretive, it kept you up at night but how could you be so gullible? It was a boy but not just any boy, it was Luka Leclerc. Max wasn’t to happy when he found out Luka was getting down and dirty with his daughter

Warnings: none

“Come on schatje” you held your youngest child alex’s hand and then continued to pick him up pulling him in for a cuddle. It was 2am and the poor thing couldn’t get to sleep

“Mammy where is kaia?” The boy had questioned, I raised an eyebrow, kaia my eldest daughter had been really quiet all night, must’ve gone to bed early.

“She is in her room my love, please get some rest” I looked at alex who just nodded and fell asleep instantly

I was about to walk back to my room when a particular door caught my eye, kaias door. I slowly opened it expecting her to be laying down but there was no one there, almost as if she had vanished.

I quickly pulled out my phone and called her multiple times over, yes I know that I snuck out as a child but she’s 16, I started to panic.

I was about to call the police when I heard a branch crack from outside her window, she had snuck in. Not only that but she reeked of cologne and she was wearing a hoodie that I certainly did not buy for her.

“Care to explain where you’ve been” I started watching the girl and she jumped not expecting me to be behind her

“Well, you see, I was just um, I needed some fresh air” I chuckled at her, walking to her

“Please don’t sneak out” I wrapped my arms around her

She was about to open her mouth in protest “no, I know you were sneaking out, I mean what kind of fresh air activity involves boys hoodies and” I scanned her neck

“Is that a hickey” my eyes widened

“Mama you must not tell papa please, it is all I ask and I really like the boy I do” she was begging at me tugging on my shirt

“so that’s why you’ve been on your phone so much more lately” she laughed at my statement and just nodded

“Can you tell me who the boy is and then I won’t tell papa” I held her hand acting like I wasn’t completely freaking out ready to kill whoever she’s been out with, maybe I could talk to their parents or something

“Uh… it’s Luka as in Luka leclerc” my mouth went agape, I thought they hated eachother! They had always hated eachother in karting but now I guess not

“Oh my! They’re coming over to dinner on Saturday you cannot let papa see, I will help you cover your hickey tomorrow and also you are grounded for sneaking out” I told her and I Shut the door not really caring to her response, I was just tired

Time skip to Saturday

“Charlotte! You look gorgeous” I kissed her cheeks as she blushed slightly returning the compliment. I looked over to see max and Charles hugging and talking

Charlotte went to go and put something in the kitchen so I made my way over to the leclerc children, Isabelle, marco and Luka. I could tell Luka just wanted to leave and see kaia so I quickly whispered kaias whereabouts and he thanked me greatly.

“I need a drink oh my” Charlotte laughed holding out a glass of champagne as we sat outside in the sun admiring the sunset

“Me too char, me too” I took a sip of my champagne and then Charlotte turned to me

“I think I need to tell you something” charlotte seemed kind of nervous and she was fiddling with her fingers

“Uh I kind of found Kaia’s underwear bra and shirt in my sons room” she smiled sheepishly waiting for my reaction

“Oh no, I was just about to tell you, I caught her sneaking home with hickeys on her neck. Let’s pray to the lords the men of the house don’t find out” Charlotte laughed at max and Charles

“So not to be THAT person but I so called it the moment they started karting” Charlotte stated putting her hands up

“Oh my I thought they hated eachother god maybe they should both pursue in acting or something like that” the 2 of us had a laugh

“WHAT THE FUCK” Charlotte and I both went place to the sight of Luka out of breath in only a shorts and kaia in Lukas hoody and nothing else

“It’s not what you thi-“ Luka went pale as kaia just stood behind him scared

“It’s exactly what I think it is and the truth is you’re not allowed to be having sex with my daughter you’re not good enough for her” max practically screamed at Luka to which then Charles came into the conversation

“How dare you fucking say that, have you ever realised it takes 2 people to have sex it’s not all Lukas fault maybe your daughters just a bad influence” Charles rolled his eyes and Charlotte and I both looked at them

“What the fuck did you just say” max was raging, he was so angry and just frustrated

“Stop it, you are all acting like children” Charlotte swatted her husbands shoulder as everyone went to stare at the 2 of us

“Look, as Long as theyre being safe I don’t have an issue with it” I said trying to calm down, I could see kaia and Luka cringe to us talking about their sex life. Max starred long and hard at me.

“Can I talk to max for a second?” I asked the group pulling max aside

“That was rude max, you insulted Luka, a boy you’ve known your whole life and you say he’s not good enough? They’re young in love, we were doing the same thing” I said to max huffing

“Yeah well- I just don’t want any Ferrari supporters in the bloodline” max rolled his eyes and me

“I think we’re safe, you scared the poor boy to death. Now please, go and apologise without any threats of any kind” max hesitated and reluctantly turned around walking to the boy who had now put him clothes back on

“Look, do whatever you want in life, I’m fine with you dating my daughter but if you fuck up I will murde-“

“No threats max, you promised” I whispered

“Look no Sex and no Kissing” charles came up and nodded and then turned to max and they both talked about it for a bit and hugged

Kaia was delighted and Luka was super happy and pulled her in for a kiss

“STOP SHOVING YOUR TONGUE DOWN MY DAUGHTERS FACE” max yelled

“This is going to be an interesting relationship Char” I smiled at Charlotte who nodded and laughed in agreeing