#I need to find more maude songs

[littledovesnow]

pretty

Request: oh hi! i'm so happy to hear that you're writing fluffy fics for coryo! i need more of this kind of content and i just read your fic and i loved it! could i request a peacekeeper!coryo fic where reader is lucy gray's best friend and she has a crush on coriolanus but gets terribly shy around him like she can't look at him in the eyes, he's just too pretty (she's just like me), lucy gray knows this and makes fun of her while trying to get them close to each other. then one day they go to the lake (just like the scene in the movie) and coryo sits by her side and she's like freaking out on the inside and he asks her if he did anything wrong or something bc he already noticed that she goes silent around him and reader starts talking very nervous about it and admits that she finds him very pretty meanwhile coryo just finds everything so extremely cute? the ending is up to u 💓 sorry if this is too long!

a/n: is this good because i don't know how to write a district!reader (don't even get me started on the Appalachia accent i am doing my ancestors DIRTY)

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You laughed at Maude Ivory as she flounced in the water, blonde hair sticking to her forehead.

You and the rest of the Covey had decided to spend the day at the lake, wanting to soak in the warm weather as much as you could before heading to the Hob for an evening of singing.

“You gonna sing that new song I’ve heard you working on every night?” Lucy Gray asked, turning her head to look at you, knowing smile on her face.

Flushing red, you shrugged at the brunette. “Not sure. I don’t know if it’s well and finished yet.”

Lucy Gray hummed, turning back to let the sun’s rays hit her face, eyes closed. “Sejanus said he and Coriolanus would be there tonight, and I think the song is wonderful. Wasn’t sure if you wanted to sing it in front of the muse.”

You chuckled, pulling at the grass around you. “And just how do you know who the song’s about?”

It was Lucy Gray’s turn to chuckle, sitting up and focusing her attention on you. “We’ve been best friends for ages, I can tell when you’ve got your eyes on someone.”

“I-”

“Someone who I know has some pretty strong feelings for you, too.”

Shaking your head, your gaze was deadest on the ground beneath you. “Not possible, why would someone like him take any interest in a woman like me? Don’t forget, Lucy Gray, you may have won the Hunger Games, but we’re all still district. I doubt he even sees me as a person.”

Frowning, Lucy Gray chewed on her lip. “Coriolanus doesn’t think like that. Sejanus is from District Two, and he doesn’t think less of him.”

You sighed, knowing Lucy Gray wouldn’t put this to bed unless you relented. “If I sing my little ballad tonight, will you finally stop trying to set us up?”

Lucy Gray agreed, playful smirk on her face. “Only because he’s going to love it.”

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Coriolanus dawdled behind his bunkmates, fiddling with his dog tags as a few handfuls of Peacekeepers made their way to the liveliest barn in all of District 12.

He smiled as he heard Maude Ivory take the stage, eyes traveling around the band to see if he could find you.

“Going to finally nerve up and ask her out tonight?” Sejanus asked, settling into the stool next to his friend.

He snapped his head towards the Plinth boy, who wore a lively smile. “What?”

Sejanus nodded his head towards where you were currently talking to Lucy Gray, both wearing colorful skirts. “Lucy Gray, I always see you watching her while she’s singing. It’s obvious, I’ve seen it since you were her Mentor.”

Coriolanus was tempted to correct his friend on the name, having had a talk with Lucy Gray after her victory, both settling on the fact that there were no real romantic feelings, instead the two had agreed to remain friends so long as Coriolanus was in the District.

“Alright, this next one’s a new number!” Lucy Gray commanded the stage like no other, introducing you. “I’ve been listening to this one while it was being written, and I have to say y’all, it’s one of my favorites!”

You took a deep breath, smile on your face as you began to strum the guitar, voice carrying to all corners of the Hob.

Coriolanus was mesmerized, eyes never leaving your figure as you crooned, face heating up as you two made eye contact, frowning as you quickly averted your gaze to another area of the room.

It was a common occurrence whenever you two had met each other’s eyes, you were often quick to look away and rarely look back in his vicinity again.

At first he wondered if his Peacekeeper uniform was the cause of it, but after seeing him in more casual clothing, you still reacted the same when he looked at you.

You finished your song, introducing Barb Azure before disappearing to the small shed that the Covey used a backstage area.

Lucy Gray gave your hand an encouraging squeeze as she passed you, walking over to her former mentor. “How’s Peacekeeping treating you?”

Coriolanus shrugged, not wanting to go into detail about his work. “Mostly just patrol and catching those damn birds.” He was still in a one-sided fight with the mockingjays and jabberjays.

“Well, we’re going to the lake tomorrow. Wanted to see if you and Sejanus would be interested in joining?”

“The lake?” Coriolanus asked, he wasn’t familiar with a lake within District 12’s limits.

Nodding, Lucy Gray looked back as she heard Barb Azure finish her song. “Just outside of the forest, meet at my place tomorrow and we can all go down together.”

Coriolanus mulled the thought over as he was once again left to his own devices, hand going back to fiddling with the dog tag on his neck.

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“You what?” You asked, pulling a ratty pair of shorts over the makeshift bathing suit you had on.

“I invited Coriolanus and Sejanus. They’re my friends, thought they deserved a day at the lake, too!” Lucy Gray acted innocent, though there was an evil glint in her eye.

“D’you think they’ll go swimming?” Maude Ivory asked, eyes light with the prospect of swimming.

You ignored the young girl, instead following Lucy Gray out back to gather some berries for a picnic basket. “You didn’t think to run this by everyone? They’re Peacekeepers, Lucy Gray.”

“They’re Peacekeepers because of me.” She replied, voice void of emotion. “And besides, didn’t think you’d be so against wanting to spend the day with Coriolanus.”

You wanted to reply, wanted nothing more than to scream that there was never going to be anything between you and Coriolanus, but you refrained, knowing Lucy Gray did have a point, and the two men did deserve a day away from their co-Peacekeepers.

Finishing gathering things for the basket, you felt your palms grow clammy as you heard the two men clamoring around in the house, along with Maude Ivory’s cheerful explanation about the lake and surrounding meadow.

Looking up when you heard the door close, you were greeted with the Covey, Sejanus­—who had Maude Ivory on his shoulders—and Coriolanus.

“Hi everyone.” You smiled, quickly looking away from the blonde. “To the lake, we go.”

You walked in a peaceful silence behind everyone, halfway distracted with thoughts of swimming and sunbathing, the crisp and warm air perfect. You watched as Lucy Gray walked alongside Coriolanus, the two seemingly teasing each other as they chatted, laughter flowing freely.

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Having spent a short while in the water, you were now sitting along the shore, a short way’s away from where Maude Ivory, Lucy Gray, Sejanus, and Tan Amber were finishing off the picnic foods.

You looked up when you felt a pair of eyes on you, blushing when you saw Coriolanus sitting down next to you, keeping a laugh in as his knee popped.

“Thought you’d want to enjoy the water and fresh air.”

“Can I ask you something?” Coriolanus asked, paying no mind to your attempt to dismiss him.

Looking away from, you squinted as the sun reflected off of the water behind him. “Already did.”

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?” You asked, genuinely wondering what he was talking about.

Coriolanus mulled over his words for a moment, not sure how to go about the conversation. “Whenever we’re in the same room, you always come up with some excuse to leave. You never look at me when you’re on stage. Have I done something wrong?”

You felt your heart grow sore at his question, he sounded helpless, hoping you would be able to explain your actions. “I- no, Coriolanus-”

“Coryo, you can call me Coryo if you want.”

Nodding, you looked at the man. “Coryo. You didn’t do anything wrong, no.”

“Then what is it?” He pressed, head tilting.

You sighed, watching a bird dive down and grab a fish out of the water before taking off again. Oh, how you wish you could fly away right now.”

“You’re different.” You said, setting down the flowers you were weaving. “A lot of the guys here look similar. Tired, faces freckled from the sun, hair permanently tinted with the coal. You- you’re pretty. Your skin free from freckles, hair clean and bright. Well, at least it looked clean on the Games.”

Coriolanus, who had a small smile on his face, spoke up once he realized you were done talking. “You think I’m pretty?”

Taking his tone as him joking, you made a move to stand. “I knew it was a mistake telling you.”

“No, no,” Coriolanus took your hand, stopping you from standing. “I didn’t mean it in a negative way. I just, no one’s ever called me pretty before.”

You were unsure of what to say, so you shrugged lightly, chewing on your lip.

“For what it’s worth, I think you’re pretty, too. Beautiful, even.” Coriolanus replied, smile on his face growing.

You felt your cheeks heat up. “Don’t let Lucy Gray hear that.”

“Why? She and I both agreed there’s no romance between us.” Coriolanus looked back at the group, seeing Lucy Gray look over at the two of you a few times, stopping to send an encouraging thumbs up.

The two of you laughed at her actions, before Coriolanus turned back to meet your eyes.

This time, you didn’t look away. Instead, you kept his gaze until he broke into a wide smile. “Would it be alright if I take you out tonight?”

“Out where? The Hob?” You joked, the list of possible date locations in District 12 were limited. “But yes, Coryo, you definitely can.”

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a/n: will i learn how to end a fic this year? let's wait and see! send requests in!

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

i literally NEED more Lucy Gray content. I wake up and go to bed every day STARVING for it. May I please request Lucy Gray x fem!reader fluff where they explore 5he woods or something?? Please<3

You're so real, there is literally NOTHING for her, which is crazy since she's one of the main characters.

Lucy Gray x Fem! Reader exploring the woods together.

Summary: romantic headcanons of Lucy Gray takes fem! reader out to the lake with the rest of the Covey and goes exploring for food with them in the woods. __

It was a spur of the moment question, simply because she liked you so much. "Do you want to go to the lake with the Covey and I?" Lucy Gray asked as she kneeled on the quiet stage. The Hob had emptied a while back, leaving you standing near the stage while Lucy Gray kneeled above you.

Her eyes bore into you, waiting for you to answer her. "Sure, I'd love to go with you." You return with a smile. Lucy Gray nodded and leaned down just enough to kiss you.

Lucy Gray was ecstatic at the idea of taking you to the lake with her. It was so special to her. It was one of the first times she got to spend alone time with you. And it was even better because she got to take you to the lake, away from the stresses of Panem and from District Twelve.

The walk to the lake consists of Maude Ivory singing one of the songs she memorized while Lucy Gray pulls you along, holding your hand in hers.

She'll spend a lot of the day in the lake with you, holding you close as you sit in the cold water, just close enough to smell the waters scent on your skin.

At some point, she'd need to go searching for food in the woods. It's not always that she gets to find wild berries and they never sell wild berry jams in town. Lucy Gray will claim you coming along will help your survival skills but it's also because she wants to take you on a little date in the woods.

Pulling you along, she'll talk about her family taking her to the lake when she was young and how it was so nice taking you with.

She is extremely smart when it comes to wildflowers and berries, knowing which ones she can and can't pick. She will infodump about it the entire time you search for the plants.

Lucy Gray will tell you not to eat all the berries you find but won't immediately tell you off when she sees you sneaking a few for a snack.

The entire time won't be finding food, part of it will go to sitting with you, alone in the woods. Lucy Gray will take many opportunities to give you a kiss or give you flowers she thinks you'll like.

Once your baskets are full, she'll remark that you don't have to go back so soon and that you both should stay in the woods for a bit. "We'll be fine, maybe we'll find something else we can make into jams." That's not fully true but she's slightly honest. What if you do find something else? It's good to stay and search more.

Of course, Lucy Gray will hold your hand a lot, nearly the entire time she's with you.

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So sorry it took so long to make!!

My tbosas masterlist

[persephoneprice]

MAUDE IVORY 😝

aw sweet maude ivory <3 thanks spark!

my first impression

“she seems like a sweet little girl!”

my impression now

angel. absolute angel of a character. i adore little maude ivory <3

favorite thing about the character

i love how protective she is over her family. it’s very sweet when she yells at billy taupe for lucy gray.

least favorite thing

a least favorite thing about maude ivory?? is that possible??

favorite line/scene

Maude Ivory planted her wispy frame squarely in front of Lucy Gray. She scrunched her face and balled her hands into fists. “You get out of here, Billy Taupe. None of us want you anymore.”

Billy Taupe rocked slightly as he surveyed the group. “Less want than need, Maude Ivory.”

“Don’t need you neither. Go on and get. And take your weasel girl with you,” ordered Maude Ivory.

Lucy Gray encircled her with her arm, pressing her hand against the little”

favorite interaction that character has with another

any interaction she has with sejanus! i think their friendship is so cute. especially-

Her face relaxed. “We do.” She led him back into the house, only to find Maude Ivory had taken Sejanus out to teach him to milk Shamus.

“He couldn’t say no. He’s in the doghouse for talking to the enemy,” said Barb Azure.

a character that i wish that character would interact with more

i would love to see her interact with barb azure more!

another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character

i don’t think this technically counts as a character from another fandom- but she really reminds me of dolly parton in ‘coat of many colors’.

a headcanon about that character

i have a headcanon that she loves deer and that the deer love her back <3

a song that reminds me of that character

when emma falls in love by taylor swift. that’s her and lucy gray to me.

an unpopular opinion about that character

i actually don’t like the headcanon that she’s katniss’s grandmother!!

favorite picture

[noooooooop-e]

~My Songbird~

Chapter 4

As punishment for cheating in the games, Ana was forced to move to a random district.  She was told she would have to train as a peacekeeper if she ever wanted to be welcomed back to the capitol, however, she knew she could never go back to that life.  Regardless, she still had to leave.  She had bribed her way into being sent to District 12, hoping to find her song bird.

As she waited for the train to start, she anxiously started to play with her fingers.  She was excited and nervous at the same time.  She was broken out of her thoughts when someone called her name.

"Senjanus?!"  Ana's jaw dropped.  The man just chuckled in response.

"Yeah so as it turns out, the capitol doesn't love when you sneak into the arena to say goodbye to a friend, or when you throw chairs".  Ana giggled in response. 

"Well it's nice to have a familiar face with me on the journey", she smiled.

It was a long ride, to say the least.  Ana was grateful that she had Senjanus to talk to.  Their conversations made the trip much more bearable.

As time went on, Ana had fallen asleep.  She only had woken up when she heard the sounds of screeching.

The train had finally come to a stop.

Instantly, her face lit up.  She rose to her feet and quickly grabbed her duffle bag, grinning as she eagerly ran off the train.   She waited for Senjanus to catch up before they started to ask around for directions.  She also made sure to ask about any known information about Lucy Gray.

A couple hours went by, and Ana had found herself going in circles, finding that there was nothing truly helpful in finding Lucy.

That was until she heard someone singing.  The voice was unfamiliar, however the melody she had heard before. 

She turned around and her eyes lit up.  'That must be The Covey'.  She thought to herself.

She slowly walked up to the performers, who stopped in their tracks when they saw the woman.

They recognized the girl from the big screen at the reaping.  "Oh my!  You must be Ana!", a tall woman exclaimed, setting down her bass.  "I'm Barb Azure, Lucy Grays cousin.  Oh she's going to be so excited to see you!"

Ana gave her a wide smile as she was surrounded in a firm hug.  "Oh but it must be a surprise!  She's performing tonite' at the hob.  You should surprise her there!"

The blonde chuckled in response.  "Of course!  I'll need some directions though, I've been a lost cause all day", she explained.

A young girl ran up to her, suffocating her in a hug.  "Oh!  Lucy wouldn't stop talking about you!  I swear every day it's always "Ana this~ Ana that~ finally we can get some quiet now that you're here", she joked.  Barb rose a brow at her.

The girl looked at her, confused, before her eyes widened.  "Oh yeah!  How rude of me, forgot to introduce m'self.  I'm Maude Ivory!", she declared, holding her hand out theatrically for Ana to shake.

Ana smiled in response, introducing herself in return.  "Well, I should get going, gotta bring my A game if i'm going to be surprising her!"

Just as Ana was about to leave, Barb immediately cut her off.  "Wait a minute now!  Where are you staying?"

Ana stopped dead in her tracks.  'Oh shit, how did i not plan this out', she thought to herself.  She chuckled nervously.

"Right! Uh that's actually a great question!  I'm sure there is like an inn somewhere!"

Barb just gawked at her in response.

"This is district 12.  The closest thing we got to an inn would be under the broken down bridge.  You can stay with us.  The Covey would love to have you!  Lucy's out and about anyways!  She's performing at the elementary school."

Ana placed her hand on her heart, her eyes lighting up.  "Really?  I don't want to be a bother!". Barb nodded enthusiastically, assuring her that it would be in everyone's best interest.

Hesitantly, Ana accepted, albeit a bit nervous as she happens to be a people pleaser.  She thinks she's intruding on their personal lives.

Little does she know, The Covey is all about chosen family.

Five pm had finally come around, and Ana found herself getting ready in Barb's room.  Maude was helping her fix her hair while the older cousin picked out an outfit for her.

"Aw you look precious!  I can't wait till Lucy sees you!" Barb gushed.

Ana smiled as they began to walk over to the hob, her expression widening as Maude linked her arm around her own.  "You're pretty!  I'm so happy you and Lucy found each other."

"Aww, thank you!  I'm very happy too.  And it's even better knowing she has such an amazing family!"  She thanked Barb Azure as she held the door open for her.

She sat near the front, awaiting the performance.

Her breath hitched as Lucy Gray herself slowly made her way to the stage.  She did an elegant little twirl as she strode in effortlessly.  She took someone's flask and took a long lasting sip before setting it down.

It was around then when she started to play the familiar chords of "Nothing You Can Take From Me".  The song that originally brought her into the capitols heart.

As she continued singing, she locked eyes with Ana.  They widened and she paused for a moment, unable to comprehend the sight in front of her.   A shocked expression quickly turned into an ecstatic one as she resumed her song, not breaking eye contact once.

As the last notes of the song played, the hob erupted in applause, with Ana rising to her feet to join in the standing ovation.  Her head turned to the right as she saw a sprinting Lucy Gray make her way to the girl.

She yelped before giggling as Lucy practically jumped into her arms.

"Oh my god!  What are you doing here?!" Lucy asked, her voice shaking with shock and pure happiness. 

Before responding, Ana eagerly connected their lips, earning a sigh.  Once they released, Lucy buried her head in the crook of Ana's neck.  She shut her eyes as happy tears fell.

Ana smiled affectionately, her hold of the girl not faltering.  "I was sent away for cheating.  They said i'd have to train as a peacekeeper if i ever wanted to go back which- fuck that.  I'll stay here forever then.  Had to bribe the lady into letting me go here", she rushed out. 

Lucy let her drop her back to her feet, her arms still around her neck as she rose to her tips.  She rested their foreheads together.

"All that... for me?" She asked, surprised.  She hugged the woman, now full on crying.  She had missed her so much, and the fact that Ana risked her life and her status for her meant everything.

"Of course, my love.  I want to be with you.  And now we are finally free to be together.  I want to spend my life with you, I don't care where that life is, as long as it's with you".  Ana had to blink away a few of her own tears while saying this. 

"Oh~ I love you so much," Lucy cried.  "I never want to be separated from you again."

Ana placed her hands around the girls waist, smiling down at her.  "And we never will be.  I love you too.  We will never have to leave each other.  I'll always find my way back to you". 

Lucy grinned back up at her.  "And I to you," she whispered before connecting their lips again.

@womenrhot889801 is my main, got hacked. If you want to read the first chapters go to this account please, i’ll probably republish them in the future.

[vanderwoodlings]

fire escape: a dan&vanessa playlist (x)

Tracklist and commentary under the cut:

1. “We’re Going to Be Friends,” The White Stripes. Here we are, no one else/We walk to school all by ourselves is definitely the specific line that made this one for them as little kids need to be here—there’s a very specific way that Dan and Vanessa’s friendship involves (but quietly and unacknowledged) their family bullshit

2. “Kids In The Dark,” All Time Low. They left alone, the kids in the dark/To burn out forever or light up a spark

3. “You Get What You Give,” New Radicals. This whole damn world could fall apart/You’ll be okay, follow your heart/You’re in harm’s way, I’m right behind/Now say you’re mine

4. “Little Cellist,” Bears In Trees. Hmmmm yeah I think they’re a little fucked in the head

5. “Walk Backwards,” Maude Latour. We’re still early days, here, little fourteen year olds who haven’t quite had anything go wrong with them yet and so they’re orbiting closer and Dan hasn’t really noticed that Vanessa’s got a crush and neither of them know it’s a bad idea

6. “Bruises,” Reneé Rapp. …but the truth is I bruise easily/And sure I’m down to be the joke/Metaphorically though.

7. “Prodigal,” David Wirsig. In the beginning we were banished/Then we stoked the fires/And scrapped our songs for salvage. The thing is, like, Dan craves acceptance by the cool kids even as he holds up his pretentiousness as a shield and Vanessa is an outsider who wants people to meet her where she is and accept her

8. “Forgive Me Friend,” Smith & Thell feat. Swedish Jam Factory. This kind of tracks us into s1: And I, I promised that we would never change/That you and me would always stay the same/How I let you down

9. “That’s What Friends Are For,” Dionne Warwick, Elton John. Keep smilin’, keep shinin’/Knowin’ you can always count on me for sure/That’s what friends are for/For good times and bad times

10. “Old Friends,” Pinegrove. …Significant amounts of this playlist may be bitchy. Maybe I should have gone out a bit more/When you guys were still in town/I got too caught up in my own shit

11. “Platonic Cuddling,” Breakup Shoes. But significant parts are also sweet! Lovely day to watch the clouds race/Lovely day, nothing I would change

12. “You’re My Best Friend,” Queen. They are. So stupid for repeatedly trying to date. I love them

13. “Give It Up,” I Fight Dragons. The UES is a seductive kind of hell. Give it up for human nature/Give it up now, bit by bit.

14. “Misfit,” High Dive Heart. I know people say that you’re a misfit/But that’s the thing I like about you

15. “Everything I Had,” Sub-Radio. And sometimes you grow apart and you don’t want to admit that things are falling apart and here you are anyway

16. “Youth,” Daughter.

17. “I’ve Been Over It,” Geowulf. Time and time again, my head just wants to find a reason why/I needed another lesson in choosing who to give my heart. Wherein you date the guy

18. “Grow Up and Be Kids,” The Cab. But it’s still gone.

19. “Dial Tones,” AS IT IS. All we ever share are dial tones

20. “Twins,” The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart. I didn’t mean to let you down/And now I know everything that’s good is gone

21. “I’m Not Calling You A Liar,” Florence + The Machine. I’m not calling you a liar/Just don’t lie to me

22. “It Ain’t Me, Babe,” Johnny Cash with June Carter Cash. Go away from my window/Leave at your own chosen speed/I’m not the one you want, babe/I’m not the one you need

23. “When We Were Writers,” Indigo Girls. This… might’ve been the first song on here? Idk the sense of artistic nostalgia just worked so very Correctly with their vibe

24. “Sober Up,” AJR feat. Rivers Cuomo. Won’t you help me sober up/Growin’ up, it made me numb/And I wanna feel somethin’ again. And we have arrived in early s4!

25. “Quarrel,” Moses Sumney. I love Moses Summey btw. Everyone should just go check him out. Quoting this as a quarrel so immorally implies/We’re equal opponents and we both antagonize

26. “i hope ur miserable until ur dead,” Nessa Barrett. She can be a little evil. As a treat. I hope you be yourself and lose your friends/I hope they call you out for shit you said/I hope you’re miserable until you’re dead

27. “Somebody That I Used To Know,” Gotye, Kimbra. But then she gets completely written off the show so… ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

28. “Please Leave A Light On When You Go,” fun. How do you fix something/That you can’t touch without hurting?/The lesson you’ve learned is leaving you dumb/Please leave a light on when it’s done

29. “Call Off Your Ghost,” Dessa. We’ve lived too close for too long

30. “Your Ex-Lover Is Dead,” Stars. I put this one one the Vanessa playlist, thinking about her and Dan, and I knew I was going to end with it the moment I started this one—it’s kind of both the best and most tragic ending for them, to me, saying ‘I’m not that person anymore’

[kingofthe-egirls]

LUFFY x Y/N (modern au) part 1.5 (Luffy's pov)

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

(cw: modern au, camming, onlyfans, mma!luffy, food mention, mutual masturbation)

Originally Requested by @anemptypuddingcup (don't request anything from me unless you want a four part series, apparently 😂)

(a/n: it's giving...percy jackson)

Songs: "sloppy" by KING MALA, "Walk Backwards" by Maude Latour

Summary: Luffy's pov from when he first did a show with reader, and then meets her later in the coffeeshop.

words: 1.6k

***

She’s giggling at the camera, sweet face lit by a cherry-pink light. “I like your emoji,” she clicks around on her computer, biting a pouty bottom lip. “S’cute.”

Luffy is lying in a scratchy hotel bed, trying to rub one out before he has to leave for the night. Press is coming to a close, but there’s a couple more appearances he has to make for this week’s match.

You’re cute

He types back. She flirts a bit more, eyes glittering at the camera. She’s too far away to see what color they are. She’s interesting, and cute.

He sends a tip.

“Holy shit,” she curses under her breath, obviously not used to such a large tip. He grins, happy to make a camgirl’s day. Especially since she’s so sweet. He wonders if she tastes like candy.

“Thanks, king!”

He blushes, in real life, pleasure coursing through him at the nickname. He pushes himself up higher on the bed. Oh, I think I like her.

Let’s go to a show :)

***

She slips the robe off her shoulders, standing as she faces away from the camera. Dark brown hair tumbles down her back, messy and unbrushed. Her spine curves in a vulpine arch, as she looks over her shoulder dusted with a suntan.

“Like it?” She asks coyly, teasing the robe just under her ass. She bounces it, a little.

Luffy groans, biting his lip. He palms his half-hard cock through his boxers, before tugging his thumb under the waistband to kick them off.

Love it

(He types with one hand.)

His other goes to stroke his cock, eyes flicking around the screen to find where he can share his cam. He thumbs at the head of his cock, waiting for the screen to load.

“There you are!” She chirps happily as she sits back down. Her tits bounce as she lands. She flicks her eyes up to the camera, heated and glittering, like she knows exactly what she’s doing.

And, he assumes, she does.

She rakes her eyes up and down the screen, as if she’s really drinking him in. She looks hungry, and he laughs. Heat is blooming beneath his core, teasing out more and more with each lazy stroke of his fist.

“I like your hands,” she says nonchalantly, reaching over to pick something up from offscreen. He blushes a little, fist stuttering in its movements. He swallows, and restarts his rhythm.

“Thanks,” he says, seeing her bring a dildo into frame. She teases it with her tongue, running the strawberry tip up and down from the base.

“Can I give you a blowjob?” She asks, pausing her movements as if she really needs an answer. He huffs out a shaky laugh.

“Yeeaa-ah,” he groans.

She smiles, tapping the silicone tip against her cheek. “Cool,” her smile turns genuine, “I like giving blowjobs.”

He believes her, as he watches her take the dick down her throat. She fucks her face, matching the pace he fucks his own fist with. Her mouth is stretched out like a sugared peach ring, her tongue slipping out to sloppily lick up the shaft again. She moans, and headily, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling.

Whoa—did it really feel that good?

“D-does it feel good, baby?” He speeds up his strokes, clearing his throat as he watches her smile.

“Mhmmm,” she hums out through a mouthful of cock. He groans, feeling precum start to drool from his tip. She kisses the head of her toy. “Tastes good,” she whines, shimmering in her deviousness. She jiggles her tits again, and Luffy lets out a loud moan. He lets go of his swelling cock to brush his hair out of his face.

“Fuck, this is so hot,” he moans, letting his head fall back against the headboard. He bucks up into his hand, and she gasps a little. She flicks her tongue in and out against the silicone shaft.

She pretends to deep throat it—and he needs more.

“C-can you deepthroat it?”

She winks shyly at the camera—she can "try"—and now she actually shoves it down the beginning of her throat. He gasps, twitching in his own hand. He speeds up. She gags but it’s so hot when she does and then she’s slapping the cock against her cheek. God he wishes he could touch her. Soft, supple skin and thick curves with a fucking ass, and—

“What do you do?”

She blinks up at the camera, eyes wide and innocent. She’s bouncing up and down.

Luffy mutters something, dirty and unintelligible. She asked him what job he does?

“Ah, I’m an MMA fighter,” he feels his own cheeks heating, as he lays off his cock for a moment. It’s aching and hard, blushing red and dripping pre.

“What about you?”

Dumb question, but his mind is elsewhere.

“Besides this?” She absentmindedly touches her hair, changing the style as she gets comfortable. He misses this—these in between moments that get cut out in recorded porn.

She lists a million things she does, and Luffy sweats. He’s already close to cumming, and he wants to get back at it. She sounds busy as fuck, though.

“Can I see that ass again?”

She stands up, happy he asked, and squeezes her own ass for him to watch.

She jiggles up and down, her body moving subtly and softly, hot as the sun, and Luffy’s moaning out and stroking harder, bucking his hips as he cums and cums and cums all over his twitching body. He pants heavily, wanting more. She wants him to favorite her, apparently, as he picks up his phone to show his face.

“Already did!” He grins, giggling at the screen. She’s staring at his face, now. Openmouthed.

She looks pretty that way.

He wants to fill her up, to see that mouth stretched around his cock for real. “Um,” he hears himself say, “Wanna hang out?”

“Sure!” She chirps like a songbird and sits down.

Luffy wants more.

“Read my tarot again,” he says, feeling warm, “And let me know what it’ll take to go on a date with you.”

***

And then, and then, after—

He sees her.

At the coffeeshop. Like a meetcute in one of Sanji’s mangas. She’s wearing her long, autumn hair down, framing a blank and unmade-up face.

He gulps.

Now or never.

He pulls out his phone, having followed her performer account on insta. She had sighed happily and brushed off his talk of a date, pulling cards about professionalism and safety. And, of course, love. She’d blushed red as heat when she pulled the “lover” card.

***

“Um,” she says, “Here’s the Lovers, upright. Which usually signifies a really happy ending. Like, fairy tale romance stuff. Sooo…good news for us!” She laughs, and he does too. He nods, needing to log off soon. He's already way late for the interview this afternoon.

“I’ll see ya later?” He asks, hoping she says yes.

“See ya!” She grins, as he ends the show.

“Whew!” He smiles, wide as the sky, and falls back onto the bed. He drops his phone by his head, and rubs two calloused hands over his face. “Fuck…,” he mutters, and gets himself out of bed.

She’s too cute to be true.

***

Now, he’s staring at her from eight feet away.

She smiles as she pulls out her phone, texting back immediately. The three dots pop up as she types. He bites his lip.

Hi baby 😇

He steels the nerves in his belly, just like before a fight, and responds:

Look up 👀

She does, smart eyes flicking around the room. She lands on him, and does a double take.

He springs up, needing to move, and heads over to her. She stares, blank and afraid, before something melts across her face. She grins.

“Hiya!”

He takes her hand, feeling it dwarfed in his own callous-bruised hand. She smiles, latte poised at her lips in-between sips. “Didn’t think I’d see ya here,” she shifts, “Do I need to be worried?”

He freaks, and stumbles to pull out his phone. He’s stuttering phrases, trying to prove he’s innocent-until-proven-guilty. He offers her VIP seats, like a madman.

“Prove it.”

Her eyes are sharper, in real life.

“Here!” He hands the camgirl-come-to-life in front of him the video pulled up on his phone. It’s Koby, the one where Luffy kicked his ass. He’s pretty proud of that one. “It’s me!”

She watches it, shyly, until she sees him hit. “Holy shit,” she curses again (he loves that), and flicks her eyes back up to him. “That’s you?”

“Yep!” He bounces in his seat. He can’t wait to text Zoro after this. “We’re having a rematch this afternoon. Wanna come? I’m gonna kick his ass.”

She grins, and pauses for a moment as she thinks. “Sure,” she eventually decides, “Can I bring a friend?”

His gut twists, but he nods.

“Boyfriend?”

“Girlfriend.”

Ah.

Maybe she isn’t attracted to him at all, in fact. Maybe she’s gay, instead of bi. He rolls in his lips. She tilts her head.

“Is that a problem for you?” She asks it so sweetly, so snidely, so snakelike all at the same time. He shakes his head.

“Nah, as long as we can still do shows sometime.” He drums his fingertips on the table. It’s slate gray with a ring of coffee from someone else’s drink. She sips her latte.

“Sure! I liked your show,” she smiles warmly. There’s a hint of foam at her lip, right above her tiny cupid’s bow. She wipes at it with a green, logo-printed napkin. She liked his show.

He grins, warm and buzzing, and starts to text Zoro.

“Lemme getcha two VIP seats. I wanna see ya after the show.”

“Sure,” she hums, leaning back in her seat. She’s wearing black denim shorts with scars over her knee. She texts something, too.

Zoro? I need a favor ☠️

***

[ladyniniane]

FE OC WEEK DAY 6: Supports

I'm back with another post about Maeve!

I've already explored her most important relationships. So today, I will focus on dynamics that I didn't have the time and space to develop in my fic through supports with Dimitri, Annette and Sylvain!

Like Maeve's story, all supports take place after the time skip.

See also her backstory for more info about her!

And as usual, I hope there aren't too many mistakes!

Maeve & Dimitri

C: Dimitri has a headache and he goes to Maeve, thinking music could help him relax. He wants her to sing a specific song that he heard during his teenage years but only remembers the melody. Maeve convinces him to hum the tune even though he's a bit embarrassed. She recognizes the song and plays it.

The sweet and serene melody moves Dimitri and he thanks her warmly. Maeve tells him that she understands. As she is very sensitive, a song, or a book can make her feel vivid emotions. Dimitri is relieved that she understood what he felt without even needing words.

B: Maeve encounters Dimitri and greets him. Dimitri notes that she looks happy. Maeve says that she is and giggles. She then becomes more serious as she thanks him for saving Dedue during the Tragedy. Dimitri says that he only did what was right, as Dedue was about to be struck down by a Faerghian knight next to his little sister’s corpse. Maeve tells him that he is a good and just monarch and that she’s honored to fight for him.

Dimitri says that he must work harder and that he must have worried her when she joined his army. He apologizes for bringing them all into this quest of revenge. Maeve says that she was indeed very worried, but that she trusts him now. She adds that Gladys would be happy to talk to him. Dimitri blushes a little and leaves Maeve to find Gladys.

A: After the victory at Enbarr, Maeve congratulates Dimitri. He thanks her for her service and her courage in battle. He saw her confrontation with her father and understands why she hid her imperial origins. Maeve answers that what is done is done and that she has no regrets. Dimitri asks about her future projects. Maeve says that she will leave the army and work as a musician. She explains that she dreams of compiling songs from all of Fodlan and beyond.

Dimitri promises her a place in court and says that he will be her patron and asks her to sing during his official coronation. He also promises to cover all the expenses of her wedding ceremony with Dedue. Delighted, Maeve congratulates him on his future wedding with Gladys and promises to sing her best songs.

Maeve & Annette

C: At Garreg Mach, Annette is helping Maeve with her training. Maeve notes that Annette would make a wonderful teacher. Maeve comments on the fact that, unlike Annette who’s a decent healer, she’s very bad at it and worries that something bad could happen. That’s why she learned first aid. Annette tells her that it’s a very good idea and that Maeve is already being very useful on her own. Each magician is unique, with their strengths and weaknesses.

Annette adds that Maeve is furthermore able to do things that others can’t, such as singing. Maeve teases Annette by telling her that she has a lovely singing voice. Annette is a bit embarrassed that Maeve heard everything, but Maeve tells her not to worry.

B: In Fhirdiad, Maeve and Annette explore the School of Sorcery after a productive study session. Both women compare their education and the reasons why they decided to learn magic. Maeve tells her that she would have loved to study there. She admires the school’s founder, queen Maude, and is currently reading Loog and the maiden of wind. Annette says that she loves that book as well. She shows her places such as the classroom where the queen gave the school's first lecture. They talk about the magical prowess of Maude and her daughter Gwendolen.

They stop by the courtyard where a statue of Maude used to be before the war. Annette explains that a legend says that if you had studied well, you could ask for the statue’s blessing before taking your exams. Both agree that they need a blessing before returning to battle since the equations they solved earlier will turn into deadly spells on the field.

A: Maeve and Annette congratulate each other after fighting side by side. They start to talk about their plans for the future. Maeve confesses that she didn’t know what she would do until now, that she was afraid of leaving their friends. In a way, she’s still afraid that she won’t be able to fit into civilian life again with all the violence she has seen and committed. But she’s now determined to try.

She asks Annette if she has ever suffered from being the youngest of her class. Annette admits that she wanted to be taken seriously. They both agree that they are now sure of their worth. Annette says that she’s still unsure about how to act with her father. Maeve advises her to let time decide and to listen to her feelings first. Annette thanks her and they promise to always stay in touch. 

Maeve & Sylvain

Important note: in my story, Sylvain isn't a skirt chaser and doesn't make the same comments about women that he does in the game. I love the rest of his character, but this part of him makes me deeply uncomfortable. Besides, there would no way Maeve could be comfortable around him if that was the case.

C: At the School of sorcery, Sylvain studies with Maeve since they both have an affinity for fire magic. Maeve is surprised to see him there since she didn’t think he had a talent for that. Sylvain explains with his usual carefree attitude that he’s a friend of Felix’s cousin, Aoife, and that she dragged him into this. As they both start working, Sylvain impresses Maeve by grasping immediately a complex formula, as he did with Annette. Maeve immediately understands that Sylvain is downplaying his abilities and she wonders why.

Sylvain may have grasped theory but lacks practice. Maeve thus gives him tips to improve his spell casting, especially in a life-and-death situation. They both part happy and satisfied with their progress and congratulate each other. Maeve didn’t think that Sylvain would take the study session seriously but understands that she was wrong. He then tells her that he has maybe decided to stop fooling around and focus on his responsibilities. 

B: Maeve and Sylvain meet again in the gardens where Maeve is looking at the flowers she planted with Dedue. Sylvain notes that it’s nice that Dedue has been able to make more friends and find support. He teases her, noting that she is often seen by Dedue’s side these days. Maeve playfully retorts that she and Dedue are planning to plant flowers everywhere they go.

Sylvain says that people are too busy being angry at the Duscurians to think about the truth. Maeve asks him if he too thinks that the people of Duscur are innocent. Sylvain says yes and they both share their conclusions regarding the responsibility of the Faerghian nobles. A newfound respect blossoms between them. Sylvain then tells Maeve that she too is more than she sees and that the people who see just a pretty little red bird in her are bound to regret it later.

A: After the fight at Enbarr, Sylvain tells Maeve that he saw what happened with her father. He understands that she doesn’t want to talk about it, but asks her if she’s okay as it reminds him of the day he had to face Miklan. Maeve tells her that she doesn’t regret what happened since it was the consequence of her father’s actions. She’s happy that justice will be at least served for her mother. Sylvain stays silent, as Maeve’s words help him see his brother’s demise in a new light. Maeve vents a little, saying that she’s disgusted and outraged that her father offered her money and thought that it could make her forget what he did.

To cheer her up, Sylvain says that he wants to start negotiating with Sreng and to have a Sreng embassy come. This could thus be an opportunity for her to hear new songs, though Sreng music sheets must certainly look very different from the ones they are used to. Maeve playfully says that she wants to learn to play the morin khuur and asks what Sreng script looks like. Sylvain explains that it's written in vertical lines and reads from left to right. He finds Sreng epic poetry beautiful. Maeve wishes him luck, trusting his ability to build better relationships with their neighbors. 

@fe-oc-week

[theretirementstory]

19/05/2024. Does the photo above give you an idea of where I am this week? Yes I am still in Paris! Not as a tourist but as a patient in hospital. My third week here was “celebrated” on Friday, which just so happened to be Day 11 since the CAR-T cell treatment.

I don’t really know what to tell you about my week, without going into all the gories of this treatment. Suffice to say that after Pauline’s visit, I started with nausea and sickness. Then for five days I had said nausea, sickness, migraine and my temperature was up and down faster than a rollercoaster. I had bloods taken, one normal way and one through the PICC line. The culture produced from the blood from the PICC line showed bacteria so I either had an infection or CAR-T cell toxicity. I was put on antibiotics and the following morning I felt so much better that I managed some food. Fortunately, it was an infection, but for five days I had been feeling steadily worse and worse.

I really would not like to guess the number of transfusions I have had on this journey, which has now passed one year. Yesterday I had another two transfusions, hémoglobin and platelets. I have never given blood in my life, but to all those people who do, I want to say a heartfelt thank you.

Yesterday, Pauline messaged me with pictures of her visit to friends in Italy, one video showed her boarding a bus, she was heading for Rome, presumably for a couple of days before she returns to Barcelona. Her friend, who was pregnant, actually gave birth on Friday so there was also a photo of the new baby.

A friend in the UK, returned home from work on Friday to find her elderly Dad not too well at all. She rang the emergency line and a doctor was dispatched and it was recommended a trip to hospital. Early yesterday morning (after being up for over 24 hours) she messaged to say he was waiting for a CT scan. She messaged again last night to say still waiting news on CT scan 🙄.

It’s the music section and I just found this song purely by chance, it’s by Chris Rea, from 1989 and it’s called “And You My Love”.

The second song is from a lady who I have mentioned before in this section, the song is “No More The Fool” by Elkie Brooks from 1986.

Maud messaged me yesterday, she is still having problems with her family, hence why she hadn’t messaged.

Monique took the liberty of going to my home to photograph the garden, it looks in need of a lot of work to bring it up to snuff. I won’t be doing that straight away but at least I can do some little bits. The grass has grown quite lush and the gardener will be going to give it a cut this week.

Anie had messaged a couple of times, she had been visiting her sisters, one lives near Paris and the other one in Burgundy, where she is at the moment.

“The Reconnect Navigator” had another busy week at work. Then yesterday it was her Father’s birthday so it was all round to her parents house for a birthday drink. Still one day of the weekend left so I wonder how you are going to spend it?

“The Trainee Solicitor” was glad to see the start of the weekend but it has turned into an “action-packed” time again! Hopefully after a couple of meet-ups today you will get some time to relax.

“The Photographer” has signed a contract for a new job and will be starting mid June. This weekend he is busy with his children and hopefully I may get a video call. My grandson has had “slapped cheek syndrome” but has not really felt ill with it.

“The Jetsetter” has either left Vancouver or is due to leave today. However, that won’t be the suitcase being packed away when she gets home, there is still more to come!

A quick update: “The Jetsetter” landed in London earlier this morning and is currently making her way to the train station for the journey home.

That’s another week’s roundup at an end. I hope that this time next week I am able to look out into my garden, if not, I am sure there will be something I can pass onto you.

Jusqu’à la semaine prochaine.

[fedekanejbrainrot]

Taylor Swift albums as Bungo Stray Dogs characters

1) Debut👢🎸🚜

obviously, the first character than came in my mind when thinking about debut was kenji mirazawa and do i even need to explain? the country vibes, the innocence and optimism...it fits him so well. because one of the biggest themes of debut is about finding our place in this world (there's even a song titled this way) i think that also tachihara michizou is another great fit

2) Fearless👗🐎🪞

after spending a lot of time thinking about it, i realized kyouka izumi is definitely a fearless girlie. i mean, fearless is the grown up version of debut, kenji and kyouka are the same age but the later is much more mature while still maintaining a kind of innocence. fearless is an album about overcoming our fears, which is an important theme in kyouka's character. she is fearless.

3) Speak Now🎇💍🎤

probably at first impact this will not make sense, but i promise you it does. kunikida doppo is speak now. sn is an album about standing up for ourself and give importance to our opinion. one of the biggest traits of kunikida's character is the firmly belief in his ideals, which really resonates with speak now's message at its core. also, it's literally canon that kunikida has irrealistic standards regarding his ideal partner, and many speak now songs match his deluluness lol

4) Red 🧣🥀💄

the first bsd character that comes into my mind when thinking about red is yosano akiko. and for obvious reasons: i always thought of red as the "wine aunt" album, and yosano is definitely a wine aunt. it's a particular album, that goes from happy to sad, like a rollercoaster. knowing yosano's backstory and how much of a rollercoaster was it, i really think they match so well

5) 1989🗽🎉📸

ehm ehm, idk abt you, but i think chuuya nakahara was definitely born in 1989. all the songs on it are soooo chuuya it's insane. i wish you would? all you had to do was stay? bad blood? new romantics? my dear ball of sunshine (he kword tons of ppl) he's soo 1989 stop

6)Reputation🐍♟️🪦

i love reputation, because it's lover but emo. it has got a bad reputation, and it lives in it, it feeds that bad reputation, it wants to pass for the scary bad guy. but, if you look past behind look what you made me do and i did something bad, most of the songs are love songs. and most of all, they are delulu songs! delicate, gorgeous, king of my heart, call it what you want...they are basically song where they worship the person in question, they would die to get back even a bit of the love they gave, but we don't know if the feelings are reciprocal. if you reread all of this again, you'll notice how, other than describing reputation, i'm also describing akutagawa ryunosuke.

7)Lover🎀💌🏹

and if reputation and lover are the different sides of the same coin, if aku is reputation atsushi nakajima is lover. he's the light after the dark, he's been recovering from a very bad mental state. i also think that lucy maud montgomery is very lover, she has that hopeless romantic vibes.

8) Folklore🌲🏞🧚‍♀️

okay with folklore i literally went with vibes only instead of a deep analysis of the characters but listen: folklore is about these stories, right? y'know who is a novelist who writes? edgar allan poe, exactly. and some lyrics reminded me of sigma, so there's that also. for instance, the whole mirrorball song. or "i can go anywhere i want just not home" from my tears ricochet?? he's folklore stop

9) Evermore🍂🥂🏚

i don't think i even need to explain why osamu dazai is evermore. the vibes, the lyrics, it's all there. songs like evermore or right where you left me. i also got evermore vibes from oda sakunosuke, but for entirely different reasons

10)Midnights🌒🌃⛈️

and lastly midnights is for ranpo edogawa. he's the mastermind. his mind waters in all different ways. he relates to all the fears depicted in midnights, the fears that creep into you in the middle of the night

[scnkisscdd]

- ( maude apatow + cis-female + she/her ) august by taylor swift is a song that describes margret ‘maggie’ holmes  to a tee !  the twenty-six year old has been on the island for their whole life. I heard you can find them walking around the strip or working at good as old as a/an co-owner . rumor has it they can be pretty - passive but if you ask their friends they would say they are more + loyal. i’m pretty sure they remind everyone of  driving with the windows down late at night, the peace you feel from looking at a sky filled with stars, and doodles on an old pair on converse shoes, but that’s for you to decide ? you’ll meet them soon enough, the island is only so big. - anna. thirty. she/her. central.

FULL NAME : margret addison holmes.

NICKNAME(S) : maggie, mags, mag pie

BIRTHPLACE: avalon, ca. 

BIRTHDAY : september 21st. 

ZODIAC SIGN : libra.

GENDER : cis-female.

PRONOUNS : she/her. 

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : heterosexual

OCCUPATION : co-owner of good as old.

HOUSING : two bedroom two bath house in the strip neighborhood.

FAMILY : father &. deceased mother. 

HEIGHT : 5’4.

EYE COLOR : brown.

HAIR COLOR : it alternates between dark brown + lighter brown.

TATTOOS : tiny cluster of hand-drawn stars (x) drawn by her best friend jace.

PIERCINGS : ears, all the way up to her helix on her left ear.

LIKES : sitting on the beach and looking up at the stars, plaid skirts, black combat boots, memes of cats, oversized sweaters the second it gets a little chilly, large tee shirts to sleep in, that feeling of a fluffy comforter straight up the dryer.

DISLIKES : arrogant people, people who are rude to customer service workers, the sad videos on tik tok of mistreated pets needing homes, being late to something, anything green being put on pizza.

✦── BRIEF BIO : 

maggie was born and raised here in avalon and it's very clear by the fact that she knows all the town's hidden gems; like the best place to see the most amount of stars outside the city and which place has the best take out. maggie was raised by her father who after her mother passed away in a car crash when maggie was four took over the sole responsibility of raising her. he always did his very best to give maggie the best most normal of childhoods despite not having her mother and knowing there would be a part of her that was always missing. ( also if anyone wants to play her dad I will slide you a nice crisp five dollar bill ) despite her mother's passing when she was young maggie had a relatively normal upbringing. her father and her grew to be extremely close and he always supported her in being the person she wanted to be. growing up she was seen by some of the kids as different or weird for her shy persona and her fascination with the stars so as a result she kind of reserved herself to those she felt safest with. this also meant that when she is forced into those social surroundings she finds herself trying her best to hid her insecurities to the best of her abilities. her comfort zone however, is definitely at home in her comfy clothes, watching her comfort shows. ( someone say mood ). present day she still lives in the town she grew up in, opting to be no more than a five minute drive from her dad. she co-owns the thrift store that she went from working as associate to taking over when the original owner retired. she spends a lot of time trying to give the thrift store both an updated and vintage feel that will apply to the younger crowds. she is still very much that sheltered, often shy, stays close to the comfort kind of girl.

 ✦── HEADCANNONS

she has two cats that she has recused, they are named simon and garfunkel. truly she would adopt more if she could without being that crazy cat lady.

she's a huge fan of the stars, the moon, aliens, etc, after her father used to take her star gazing as a way to talk to her mother.

if she trust you her love language in sending you memes and roasting you.

she owns a collection of plaid skirts that she often matches with a pair of worn out black combat boots.

loves sneaking out in the late hours of the night to go look at stars, that is the key to her heart. bonus points if you bring pizza.

due to her mother's passing she has developed a bit of codependency to the people she holds near and dear.

[littleragondin]

Spotify Wrapped: BL edition!

Sort of stolen from @theflagscene : Put your top 100 (101) songs on shuffle and assign the first ten random songs you get to a specific BL couple, doesn’t have to make complete sense to anyone but you.

Two of my favorite activities are listening to music and assigning songs to my current blorbos, so as you can imagine I couldn't resist that one.

"Rule #2: Moonlight" by Fish in a Birdcage - Choco, Milk and Jungwoo (Choco Milk Shake) I miss you my dear, there's something that I have to say: All I need is to come home to you, all I want is to be close you.

"Maraschino Love" by EZI - Mangkorn/Yai (Big Dragon) [...] not to worry, we were both fucked up in the story. You lips a sugar rush, like candy on my tongue, once I got a taste I couldn't stop

"Quelqu'un d'autre que toi (someone other than you)" by Les funambules - Tar/Tum (Tharntype) I looked at you (and I watched you) and you were right (slowly drifting away) you were my chance, my care, my home (and stopping yourself from being happy)

"Sternenhimmel (starry sky)" by Hubert Kah - Daonuea/Khabkluen (Star in my mind) And as soon as I feel the first rush, the love comes back too. But in my little heart, I feel this despair.

"Hello" by Evanescence - Mitsuru/Koichi (Eien no Kino) Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide Don't cry...

"Ne me dis pas (don't tell me)" by Maud Lübeck - Bai Lang/Xun An (My tooth your love) Do not tell me you love me, others said it. Others said 'I love you' and then left me.

"Habit" by Sekai no Owari - Nozue/Togawa (Old fashion cupcake) I'm not saying you have to have a dream, I wouldn't be so irresponsible. I'm just saying, don't be consumed by those habits, when you drop them you'll see your real worth.

"Sonne (sun)" by Rammstein - Mork/Tawan (My Ride) One... here comes the sun. Two... here comes the sun. Three... she's the brightest star of all.

"Don't call me" by SHINee - Seo Jaeyoon > Yoo Seungseok (Roommates of Poongduck 304) I'm gonna find love, a more beautiful love that can help me forget how you and I were awful together.

"Think about you" by Sture Zetterberg - Kim/Mek (My Secret Love) Should I close my eyes and never again hold you tight, call you mine, think about you every time I remember that it's over?

('dead garden' from Nick Wong - almostpoetic)

It's not really a tagging challenge or anything but as always, if you do it after seeing mine please please please tag me so I can have a look?

[dogsliampaynedoesntinstagram]

Hi Ralph! I learn so much from your blog- not just new information but you always help me understand other perspectives and empathize. I was recently diagnosed with “mild” autism and a non-verbal learning disability so I have trouble reading emotions in other people and I tend to see everything g very black and white. Your blog has been so amazing and helpful because we have a lot of the same interests but you write so considerately and coherently.

How do you feel about the Eras Tour? Do you have a dream setlist?

Also just to promote my favorite artist because I think you might like her world view. (Also I’ve probably come here before to suggest her to you) Her name is Maude Latour and she covers so much, especially navigating the blurry lines between friendship and romantic love as a young bi woman. Anything from her philosophy classes to the Too Hot to Handle reality show inspires her lyrics. One of my favorite lyrics by her is the bridge of her song Lola:

I want a world good enough to believe in

Temperature risin', the planet is heatin'

All of this time, I've been searchin' for meanin'

I remember the reasons

My sister, my friends, and the air that I'm breathin'

I'm 22, what the fuck am I feelin'?

Yeah, I just keep feelin'

Slowly healin'

Thank you for reading this and thank you for giving us your insights.

Thanks anon - it's so lovely to hear that people get something from my blog. It means a lot to hear that I communicate in a way that works for you. It is incredibly difficult navigating a world that tells you the way you are is wrong - and you have my love and solidarity as you figure it out.

As I've said before, I'm dyspraxic and I find it really useful to understand that there are two levels to that. The first is that there are things that are really difficult for me that are easy for other people. There are all sorts of tools to navigate that - and most of them work best if I emphasise to myself that the way I am is OK. The other level is that being expected to do things that I can't do has had a profound impact on my life and my sense of self. I find it really useful to think about those two aspects separately - I don't know if it's useful for you, but I thought I'd pass it on.

I'm also glad you've found artists' that resonate with you. As I've said before it takes a lot for me to get into an artist - and I need to be in a particular mood to start. But I will pass this on for others.

I'm a bit late to the party - but I didn't have a dream set-list for the Eras tour. It seemed like such a daunting task I would never have attempted it - and it seems even more daunting now (although I do have some thoughts about the songs she chose from Lover).

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

13 songs you find energizing?

hello dear anon! again, what a fun question!

since I tend toward more melancholic music, this list was actually a ton of fun to make because it reminded me of all the lovely happy upbeat songs that I love!

Don't Take the Money �� Bleachers

Cruel Summer – Taylor Swift

Want Want – Maggie Rogers

One More Weekend – Maude Latour

Heaven is a Place on Earth – Belinda Carlisle

DRIVE – John the Ghost

Silk Chiffon – MUNA feat. Phoebe Bridgers

Killer Whales – Smallpools

Electric Touch – Taylor Swift feat. Fall Out Boy

Bad Blood – Trousdale

Fireworks – JOSEPH

Cate's Brother – Maisie Peters

UFO – The National Parks

I actually have a whole spotify playlist called "soundtrack for an indie coming of age movie" where all the songs have this kinda vibe. it's so nice to be able to put on when I need a little pick-me-up 🥰

how about y'all? what songs energize you?

[glapplebloom]

Oh boy, the worst episode of the season...

So Fluttershy is in the forest picking plants, even Angel Bunny being sweet. But that’s when they heard a terrible noise. Rushing to the sound thinking it's an animal needing help, Fluttershy finds Pinkie Pie playing an instrument. It's called a yovidaphone and it comes from Yakyakistan. And she is obsessed with it. It's a shame she’s terrible at playing it.

They hope that she can get better eventually but it's been moons and her playing is disrupting people. Fluttershy lost sleep. Rarity messed up a dress. It interrupted a Wonderbolts Competition and made all the Apple Trees into Apple Sauce. And she’s still bad. Twilight was thinking of lying while she works on a spell to fix the problem but they remind her that this is basically Horse Play from earlier this season. So they decide to be honest with her.

The problem is their honesty is more blunt than soothing. “...we're afraid you're just not good at the yovidaphone, and none of us want you to waste your time on something you can't do well.” basically means “you suck, stop wasting everyone’s time”. (Coincidentally I'm writing this when Tara Strong is being removed from a Voice Acting Role) What they probably should have said was: “we respect that you enjoy playing it, but please perform in a place that won’t disturb people.” because that’s the real issue about this.

Pinkie seems to take it well at first, but it is quick to reveal she has gone depressed about not being able to play it. That’s another big issue about this: she just got into this moons ago, how obsessive is she to play with this thing over the things she’s been doing since she got her cutie mark? It really makes no sense. Especially when you see the girls failed attempts at trying to cheer Pinkie up with doing things she did like.

They figure a Party to show their appreciation of her would do the trick, but they learn from Maud that she decided to move to Yakyakistan to be able to at least hear the yovidaphone. It is there they figured out why she’s depressed and encouraged her to play in Yakyakistan. To everyone’s surprise, the Yaks enjoyed it. That’s because the yovidaphone is an instrument of joy. And if you enjoy playing it, it is always perfect.

So it ends with Pinkie being happy and us NEVER SEEING THIS THING AGAIN!!! Overall, it is a very odd episode. We’re supposed to think Pinkie Pie is so attached to this thing she would lose all love of the things we know she enjoys and will continue to enjoy? It's a lot to swallow and more annoying to sit through. I had more fun making it fit with the lyrics of Yakety Yak (Don’t Talk Back) last time.

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While the original rewrite focused on having it be the same but Yona also enjoying it, I figure this episode would have been better if it was about the Student Six. So I’m going to give it a NEW rewrite. The episode will be about Pinkie Pie holding a talent show. Yona’s idea is to play the yovidaphone for it. The group of friends listen to her play it but it sounds like Pinkie Pie: which is bad. Instead of wasting time, they tell Yona what they think (we think others are going to boo you off stage) and Yona agrees to find something else.

That’s when they begin to notice she’s getting sad. They each try to help her find a new talent but her heart isn’t into it. So they decide to go to the Guidance Counselor to figure out what’s wrong. Starlight couldn’t figure it out, but considering this happened after the yovidaphone to ask Pinkie Pie since she knows about Yakyakistan Culture. They do and it's through her that they learn that the yovidaphone is an instrument for joy.

With this knowledge, they apologize for saying it's bad but they still worry about others booing her. So Yona figured that the best way is to do the best song to come from Yakyakistan. But it needs musical accompaniment to really be perfect. And they decide that they might as well. If one of them is going to be booed they all might as well be. So a montage of them practicing and by the time they perform it's about as well as the Cutie Mark Anthem.

The crowd still cheers because the point of this Talent Show is to have fun. And while they didn’t perform well, they did have fun and it showed. No prize but Pinkie considers everyone passed for having fun. And that’s how I would have changed this episode.

[loverlocket]

making another long ass post with all the songs i’ve added to my song of the day playlist while i wasn’t posting on here! if you notice a few artists repeating over and over and over it’s because i’m obsessive and crazy, hope this helps <3

april 15: the birthday party — the 1975

april 16: mclean’s baby boy — neighbor susan

april 17: cyclone — maude latour

april 18: cornelia street — taylor swift

april 19: if i could fly — one direction

april 20: waterfalls — the wldlfe

april 21: kleenex — baby boys

april 22: hot crush lover — blu detiger

april 23: tornado warnings — sabrina carpenter

april 24: i can’t be with you — the cranberries

april 25: happily — one direction

april 26: daylight — taylor swift

april 27: the alcott (feat. taylor swift) — the national

april 28: meltdown — niall horan

april 29: high infidelity — taylor swift

april 30: american jesus — nessa barrett

may 1: weird! — yungblud

may 2: alone — halsey

may 3: pool house — the backseat lovers

may 4: i wish you would — taylor swift

may 5: 505 — arctic monkeys

may 6: wildflower — 5 seconds of summer

may 7: find you — new friends

may 8: everything has changed (feat. ed sheeran) (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

may 9: 1994 — cavetown

may 10: blondes — blu detiger

may 11: my kink is karma — chappell roan

may 12: barely on my mind — the regrettes

may 13: forever & always (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

may 14: hey stephen (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

may 15: ghosts! — sophie cates

may 16: things i wish you said — sabrina carpenter

may 17: coney island (feat. the national) — taylor swift

may 18: teardrops on my guitar — taylor swift

may 19: love story (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

may 20: phases — maeve touhey

may 21: superstar (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

may 22: red (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

may 23: mary’s song (oh my my my) — taylor swift

may 24: you all over me (feat. maren morris) (taylor’s version) (from the vault) — taylor swift

may 25: hope ur ok — olivia rodrigo

may 26: you’re somebody else — flora cash

may 27: two weeks ago — maisie peters

may 28: hits different — taylor swift

may 29: snow on the beach (feat. more lana del rey) — taylor swift

may 30: hotline (edit) — billie eilish

may 31: holy ground (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

june 1: you need to calm down — taylor swift

june 2: phases — maggie lindemann

june 3: (she’s) sexy + 17 — stray cats

june 4: where do broken hearts go — one direction

june 5: i don’t wanna live forever (fifty shades darker) — zayn & taylor swift

june 6: love at first fight — lany

june 7: the only exception — paramore

june 8: science — niall horan

june 9: haunted — taylor swift

june 10: how does your girlfriend feel about it — chloe lilac

june 11: wow (feat. sabrina carpenter) - remix — zara larsson

june 12: walking the dogs — sophie cates

june 13: i’m too pretty for this — claire rosinkranz

june 14: white flag — clairo

june 15: disappear — sophie cates

june 16: is it true — tame impala

june 17: backyard boy — claire rosinkranz

june 18: summer bummer (feat. a$ap rocky & playboi carti) — lana del rey

june 19: goldie — a$ap rocky

june 20: under the weather — mac miller

june 21: brazil — declan mckenna

june 22: the good witch — maisie peters

june 23: brooklyn baby — lana del rey

june 24: sister golden hair — america

june 25: jane — jefferson starship

june 26: part of the band — the 1975

june 27: lie — nessa barrett

june 28: bsc — maisie peters

june 29: vampire — olivia rodrigo

june 30: milk — the 1975

july 1: july — hunny

july 2: 143 — the know

july 3: get free — lana del rey

july 4: end game — taylor swift, ed sheeran, & future

july 5: violets for roses — lana del rey

july 6: when emma falls in love (taylor’s version) (from the vault) — taylor swift

july 7: i can see you (taylor’s version) (from the vault) — taylor swift

july 8: superman (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

july 9: last kiss (taylor’s version) — taylor swift

july 10: electric touch (feat. fall out boy) (taylor’s version) (from the vault) — taylor swift

july 11: satisfied ? — jayden bartels

july 12: wendy — maisie peters

july 13: screw time — claire rosinkranz

july 14: castles crumbling (feat. hayley williams) (taylor’s version) (from the vault) — taylor swift

july 15: ruby tuesday — the rolling stones

july 16: no sleep till brooklyn — beastie boys

july 17: pale blue eyes — the velvet underground

july 18: charlotte sometimes - single version — the cure

july 19: jet black heart - live from the royal albert hall — 5 seconds of summer

july 20: the girl who cried wolf — 5 seconds of summer

july 21: catch fire — 5 seconds of summer

july 22: teenage dream - live — 5 seconds of summer

july 23: easy for you to say — 5 seconds of summer

july 24: the band and i — maisie peters

july 25: don’t you (taylor’s version) (from the vault) — taylor swift

july 26: me — the 1975

july 27: up to me — lany

july 28: how to draw / petrichor — the 1975

july 29: seashore — the regrettes

july 30: superfruit — maude latour

july 31: annabel lee — silver cup

august 1: august — taylor swift

august 2: what was i made for? [from the motion picture “barbie”] — billie eilish

august 3: xxl — lany

august 4: settle down — the 1975

august 5: roll over, baby — lany

august 6: cruel summer — taylor swift

august 7: end of the day — one direction

august 8: talk to myself — nessa barrett

august 9: new romantics — taylor swift

august 10: bad idea right? — olivia rodrigo

august 11: bags - recorded at electric lady studios — clairo

august 12: the adults are talking — the strokes

august 13: stuck on us — claire rosinkranz & aidan bissett

august 14: seeing stars — børns

august 15: 3am — halsey

august 16: ptolemaea — ethel cain

august 17: oxytocin — billie eilish

august 18: all the things she said — poppy

august 19: hell is a teenage girl — nessa barrett

august 20: football game — sophie cates

august 21: playing on my mind — the 1975

august 22: bandages — lexi jayde

august 23: afterglow — taylor swift

august 24: ruby — kaiser chiefs

august 25: hell ain’t a bad place to be — ac/dc

august 26: waste the night — 5 seconds of summer

august 27: british bombs — declan mckenna

august 28: honeymoon avenue - live from london — ariana grande

august 29: if you wanna — the vaccines

august 30: into the black — chromatics

august 31: end of beginning — djo

september 1: there it goes — maisie peters

september 2: stadium love — metric

september 3: youngblood — 5 seconds of summer

september 4: vintage — blu detiger

september 5: inc. — dori valentine

september 6: story of another us — 5 seconds of summer

september 7: carousel — 5 seconds of summer

september 8: teenage dream — olivia rodrigo

september 9: lacy — olivia rodrigo

september 10: the grudge — olivia rodrigo

september 11: thin white lies — 5 seconds of summer

september 12: bleach — 5 seconds of summer

september 13: outer space / carry on — 5 seconds of summer

september 14: you signed up for this — maisie peters

september 15: she looks so perfect — 5 seconds of summer

september 16: bad omens — 5 seconds of summer

september 17: caramel — 5 seconds of summer

september 18: all-american bitch — olivia rodrigo

september 19: ballad of a homeschooled girl — olivia rodrigo

september 20: love is embarrassing — olivia rodrigo

september 21: best years — 5 seconds of summer

september 22: disconnected — 5 seconds of summer

september 23: come when you call — tv girl

september 24: easier - live from the vault — 5 seconds of summer

september 25: home is where the hurt is — lany

september 26: can’t replace you — keira kennedy

september 27: personal best — maisie peters

september 28: there it goes - acoustic — maisie peters

september 29: ilysb - stripped — lany

september 30: no — lany

october 1: october country — october country

october 2: when it was over — grace enger

october 3: sugar & cinnamon — lany

october 4: flowers on the floor — lany

october 5: love me — the 1975

october 6: heart out — the 1975

october 7: brb / kiss — lany

october 8: hericane — lany

october 9: broken home — 5 seconds of summer

october 10: get him back! — olivia rodrigo

and after 40 minutes of typing, we’re all caught up! side note: this list makes it very easy to track album releases i was excited about AND the four recent concerts i went to (and the resulting pcd)

[lucygraysboy]

“i  could  tell  you  the  same  thing.  don’t  you  ever  let  no  man  make  you  do  what  you  don’t  want  to  do.”  the  thought  saddens  him,  though.  he’s  a  man  and  turning  down  some  lustful  lady’s  advances  won’t  do  him  no  harm,  but  for  lucy  gray,  things  might  look  different.  if  she  turns  down  a  man  and  said  man  won’t  be  a  gentleman…  god.  a  wave  of  anger,  frustration  and  helplessness  washes  over  billy.  how  will  this  girl,  who’s  little  more  than  five  feet  tall,  protect  herself?  luckily,  before  he  can  drive  himself  into  oblivion  with  these  worries,  she  distracts  him  with  a  laugh  —  the  sweetest  sound  he’s  ever  heard.  his  features  lighting  up  momentarily.  “see?  now  that  sounds  much  better.”  he  winks  at  her,  the  smile  on  his  lips  only  continuing  to  grow.  “if  you  don’t  believe  in  yourself,  who  will?  and  besides,  god  gives  us  talents  as  gifts  and  expects  us  to  be  proud  of  them,  right?  that’s  what  my  ma  used  to  say,  anyway.”  seeing  her  attitude  change  has  his  heart  doing  another  little  flip.  she’s  the  most  talented  person  to  ever  walk  this  earth,  he  thinks,  she  needs  to  know  that.  “you  know,  lucy  gray,  once  i  feel  better,  i’ll  show  you  that  i,  in  fact,  can  and  will  squeeze  into  one  of  your  skirts.”  a  laugh  escapes  him  when  her  small  hand  lands  on  his  chest,  challenge  accepted.  “want  to  tell  me  about  some  other  times  when  you’ve  outsmarted  him  or  are  we  savin’  that  for  another  time?”  he  inquires,  genuinely  curious,  eager  to  find  out  more  about  this  man.  if  only  for  safety  reasons,  he  should  know  what  they’re  dealing  with  —  is  he  a  violent  man  by  nature?  can  he  be  reasoned  with?  is  he  the  type  who  shoots  first  and  asks  questions  later?

“oh,  yeah…”  there  goes  his  meticulously  calculated  plan  of  getting  reunited  with  his  gun  in  a  subtle  way.  he  figures  he  simply  has  to  let  it  go  for  now  as  not  to  cause  any  suspicion.  he  has  no  idea  these  piercing,  honey-like  eyes  have  already  seen  right  through  him.  “you’re  probably  right.  i  bet  my  feet  would  be  sticking  out.”  analyzing  just  how  little  space  separates  the  bed  frame  from  the  floor,  he  doubts  he’d  be  able  to  pull  his  legs  up  to  his  chest  and  make  himself  smaller  that  way.  he’d  have  to  lie  flat  on  his  stomach  or  back,  and…  well,  the  disadvantages  of  being  six  feet  tall  —  some  part  of  his  body  would  surely  be  sticking  out.  and  she’d  also  have  to  lower  the  quilt,  make  sure  it’s  touching  the  floor  at  least  on  one  side.  the  closet  does  seem  to  be  a  better  option,  and  he’d  have  to  silly  to  argue  with  her  on  that.  “oh,  what  a  perfect  coincidence  ‘cause  i  love  being  sung  to,”  the  cowboy  muses  with  a  soft  laugh,  already  getting  excited  about  the  mere  possibility  of  hearing  the  rest  of  the  song  later  today.  and  then,  it  must  be  her  big,  brown  eyes  that  make  it  near  impossible  for  him  to  keep  secrets,  he  blurts  out,  “my  ma  used  to  sing  to  me  a  lot  when  i  was  little.  i  think  that’s  part  of  the  reason  why  i  love  music  so  much.”  he’s  well  aware  most  men  wouldn’t  be  caught  dead  showing  this  more  gentle  side  to  a  beautiful  woman  they’ve  just  met…  but  billy  doesn’t  really  mind  —  this  is  who  he  really  is.  “what’s  this  song  called?  the  one  you  just  sang  to  me?”  it  surely  has  a  title  and  he  intends  on  remembering  it.  

“maude  ivory.  that’s  such  a  unique  name.”  goes  so  well  with  her  own,  he  thinks.  maybe  it’s  a  family  tradition,  naming  the  newest  additions  to  the  family  something  sweet  but  unique.  “does  she  live  close  by?”  he  wonders  aloud,  sensing  the  two  have  an  almost  sisterly  bond  just  by  the  way  lucy  gray  talks  about  her,  the  way  her  features  seem  to  soften.  “she  sounds  like  a  very  talented,  creative  soul,  indeed.  how  old  is  she?”  so  she  has  a  little  cousin,  and  he  had  a  little  brother…  the  list  of  things  they  have  in  common  really  does  keep  growing  and  growing.  “yeah,”  he  nods  his  head,  shyly  at  first,  but  then  hears  the  hint  of  eagerness  in  her  sweet  voice  and  perks  up.  “you’d  like  that?  all  right,  i’ll  add  a  blue  one  in  the  middle,  and  we’ll  have  matching  bracelets.”  the  mere  thought  has  him  squealing  on  the  inside,  his  chest  all  fluttery  and  light.  it’s  been  so  long  since  the  last  time  he  experienced  this  kind  of  happiness,  must  have  been  before  his  ma  died,  or  maybe  back  when  joe  was  still  alive.  and  yet,  here  he  is,  this  curly-haired  angel  making  him  feel  this  indescribable  kind  of  joy.  “thank  you,  lucy  gray.”  he  blinks  his  tears  away,  lowering  his  head  just  in  case  a  tear  still  manages  to  slip.  he  focuses  on  rummaging  through  the  box  of  beads,  finding  a  blue  one  and  slipping  it  onto  the  thread  carefully.  then,  he  fishes  out  a  few  more  purple  beads.  with  his  eyes  still  fixated  on  the  bracelet,  he  says  softly,  “it  means  a  lot  to  me,  coming  from  you.  a  real  life  angel.  you  surely  do  have  a  heart  of  gold,  no  doubts  about  that.”  he  doesn’t  know  her  story  but  he  can  tell,  simply  by  the  way  she  reacts  to  his  touch,  that  she’s  not  spending  her  days  chasing  after  boys.  it’s  awfully  selfish  of  him,  but  he  prays  she  never  finds  out  who  he  really  is…  

"good." a simple nod of her head and an elated smile, proud he won't let anyone use him like that anymore. hopefully not. "well, i–" her words paused, gently laughing because now he reminded her of her mother even more. with the way he told her not to pass off her talents like that, sounded exactly like something she'd say too. "you're right, i do got some talents. i was born with these artistic skills and i'm no less than grateful, that's for sure." some people didn't have the art to cook, bake, nurture or play music. those were all gifts inherited from her mother, that the good lord gave her. she definitely couldn't be dismissive to that. "i couldn't call you a heavy set man, even if i tried." she patted his chest, he was a thin but a very tall thing. "i won't say it's not true." tiny smirk twitched at her lips, liking all too much him saying that. that she can outsmart the man she's most scared of, because billy was right about him...he was no dimwit. she wondered if she could be smart enough disappear on him, without him figuring out her plans. thinks she could come up with something clever, but it's the fact she couldn't leave all of her babies behind. the ducks, rabbits, chickens, goats and horses. she's tied to all of them now, there's no way she'd have the heart to abandon them. they were the only things keeping her from attempting such a plan. but, it does pass her thoughts time to time. what running away and disappearing like a ghost would feel like.

"i think the bed, you'll be too noticeable. at least in the closet i can throw a blanket over you and have you extra secure." she pointed out, then remembered that gun she took out from his side and laid it under her bed. what if he tried getting hold of that? maybe that's why he was hinting it to begin with, which lucy gray pretended to stay oblivious to. "thank you a lot, i love havin' someone to sing to. so thank you. and yeah, there's more to it. i might sing you more later." she smiled cutely, finding it endearing he wanted more of her song. "just the guitar and my vocal chords. but my little cousin maude ivory, she can pick up on anything." lucy gray had to compliment the little blonde girl, who she admired a lot. so young, but so talented. and then her curiosity piqued at hearing he also had been around the violin and guitar, the list of things they had in common just kept growing.

"so we can have matchin' ones? i think you definitely should put a blue in the middle then." lucy gray finished his sentence, knowing what he was trying to say and she admired the idea. eyes flickered up from the bracelet in the making to his face, catching the watery look to his eyes and she had to wonder why it was he seemed emotional about it. or why it made herself emotional in that moment, thinking of how this was her entire problem. she didn't trust men. she was just used to being treated horribly by them...her father, the very men who is responsible for taking her mother away from her. eyes fell even further, uncertain about the hand on her wrist but neither does she make him take it away either. anytime a hand touched her, it always burned and hurt. wasn't even sure how to handle a gentle palm without feeling paranoid it still might strike her. "it's alright, don't worry. i don't doubt you on that. i can tell you got a good heart." and she did believe that, she wanted to as eyes peered back up at his blues. but there was paranoia, something skeptical lurking behind the mysterious warmth in her doe hues. it would take a lot of proof, for her to fully believe it even if she does find some genuine goodness while searching the kindness in his eyes.