#also she has cool light-up sketchers

[citychicken-prod]

Drafting out a design for the Miku Expo contest!!

I'm still debating some of the details in this but I'm pretty happy with how it looks so far.

I spent a long ass time coming up with an idea that fit the theme, "universal positivity" is pretty vague I really wish we had more material to work with. I ended up deciding on a cheerleader idol who belives in her fans as much as they believe in her!

I was going to add more "idol fan" costuming, a happi or a headband, but I thought that might detract from her being an idol, especially when I felt like the cheerleading theme was kind of dominant (making idol costumes is hard I just kinda added frills to a cheerleading uniform LMAO). So instead of that, I added some lightsticks to compensate.

I really like the idea of her having a personal lightstick with a color to represent fans, and she does wotagei dances to encourage them.

[lifesteal-headcanons]

lifesteal smp except none of them look human but they're all incredibly human.

spepticle is just some guy who constantly falls into pits of slime and can never seem to get it off. rek just has weird body proportions. vitalasy's just a fucking furry. branzy's.. branzy. reddoons isn't sucking your soul out when he's making extremely intense eye contact with you, he's just autistic. so is jumperwho. jumperwho also just has burn scars on her face, it is not melting off, it is burnt. umm. mapicc isn't actually a demon she's just probably an otherkin. leowook also doesnt have a microwave for a head she just put it on her head once and it never came off. those last two are trans women, come fight me in a back of a tesco's if you disagree /silly /j. poafa is not an angel, he just really likes angel wings so he sewed some onto his jacket. parrot is not actually a parrot, that is just her name. she's also a trans woman, once again fight me if you disagree /silly /j. woogie is not a polar bear he just really likes fluffy things, snow, and the colour white. baconwaffles0 is not actually bacon he's just autistic and has a special interest on meat, specifically bacon. ashswagg isn't a result of malware, they're just incredibly good at lying and also made a deal with the lifesteal admin to make their lie seem more real. midmysticx isn't a guardian angel she just dresses like a grieving widow because it looks pretty and for some reason people thought she was a guardian angel. clownpierce is not god, he is literally just some guy. mrcube does not have a rubix cube for a head, it is a mask he wears so he doesn't breathe in redstone dust. pangi is not a pangolin, he has acne and eczema (and honestly probably more skin conditions) but still will wear make-up and set all of the skin conditions off. planetlord does not actually have a cloud for a head, that is simply their hair. princezam is not a yellow blob, she just has stained her skin with paint and it will not come off jesus christ girlypop that cant be cgood for your skin. roshambogames is not some sort of demon, they just started wearing demon horns and wings because they saw mapicc do it and thought it looked cool as fuck. spoke is not a smoke spirit, spoke just cannot stop lighting her clothes on fire by accident. terrain is not a snail, that is her backpack. if you disagree with trans girl spoke and terrain, i will personally fight you in not a tesco's this time, but an aldi instead /silly /j. vortexdragon is not a dragon, he is a furry. yeah jaron's sketchers do light up, yes, but that does not mean he is a monstrous being who runs in fields /ref. 4cvit is also not made of slime, he tried to save spepticle from falling into the slime pit. squiddo is not a squid pretending to be human, they're just autistic, be patient with them, she's still learning how to socialise (mecore). jepex is also not a demon, that is just how jepexx styles his hair.

every single outsider will assume they are not human. they are.

-crownwook

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[ultra-raging-ghost]

My Sunny design!

They look the most like Tubbo rn because he's the only one who's been present really, but I also included a couple of Fred's features because of Sunny being sad she couldn't meet him today, I feel like they'd wanna look a little like him 🤭

Also yes those are sketchers. Yes they light up. Yes they know they're cool.

Her shirt says "2 COOL 4 SCHOOL" and she has a shitty plastic tiara like the one I used to have growing up

[cinderellaenjoyer]

How I would play Constance Blackwood (inspired by @pushing-daisies-deceased )

- I am going to imply that Ricky and I are Besties. Like we have some inside jokes that no one else gets

- I am GIGGLING whenever Ocean gets insulted

- but the SECOND Ocean looks at me I'm like 'oh no yes that insult was very mean'

- I constantly look I want to tell Ocean 'hey, I don't like how our friendship is going. I don't like how you treat me or other people.' but I'm too scared to, because she's still my best friend.

- I keep shifting away whenever Jane approaches me

Jane: Do you want to brush my dollies hair?

Me, skuttling away like a crab: Maybe later, sorry.

- Actually I'll imply me and Ricky are also bff's with Mischa. We're dancing close together in 'This Song Is Awesome.' I go to high five Mischa after, only for him to go 'My rage has subsided. I am vunerable now' and I slowly lower my hand like 😐

- I look semi-annoyed when Jane says 'My turn' before her song, before slowly turning to pity as it's revealed Jane has no identity and Karnak can't tell her who she is.

- I will start crying during the Jawbreaker monologue. I was so ungrateful for my life and for what.

- I let my hair loose during 'SugarCloud', and that's when I REALLY start getting happy and into it.

- Then I get this really cool poofy skirt and sparkly top hat and jacket and they're pink and blue and gold

- I will play that flute HORRIBLY. But in a fun way

- I have Confetti too btw

- I hug the heck out of Ocean after the song.

What I'd wear:

-Whatever the is for the production I'm in

-my hair is in a loose ponytail and messy to show I'm kind of a mess

- I have little charm bracelets.

- And a half-heart BFF necklace (possibly matching with Ocean's actor. Or not, maybe to imply Ocean sees herself as more grown up now)

- Actually I also want light up sketchers during SugarCloud please

[someonesomewheredown]

Random OC rambles, some of which to provide context to future rambles but mostly just brain dumps

Originally they were spirits in a spirit world but now I've kind of decided against it just because I feel like that sort of goes against how I want their story to be about living. So now they're just normal furries lol

I'm still pretty attached to the ideas I had for the spirit world though so I'll save that idea for later. I think it'd actually make a pretty cool guidebook "story" since most stuff I come up for it are just the setting rather than the characters living in it. That's a project for another time though

Can't remember if I actually mentioned it here but at some point I decided that Bud (dog, specifically a shih tzu) has a terminal illness. This was originally because my idea was that spirit's lives mimic their real ones (basically they'd live for a similar time, die a similar way, have a similar personality etc) and I needed an explanation for why Bud died young enough in the real world for another character to have "lived" to see both his current incarnation and his past, more long-lived incarnation before she herself "died" and reincarnated back on earth. Eventually I decided on him having progeria, which is a rare genetic disorder where children experience physical symptoms of aging such as issues with bone + heart health, hair loss, growth + weight issues, etc. Since he's no longer a spirit my original intention for him being terminally ill doesn't really apply anymore, however I still want him to keep that aspect of his character. I definitely still need to do more research on it, though, so if anyone happens to have good resources on it let me know!

Since design-wise Bud is partially based on Spanish Moss I'm trying to experiment with giving his new anthro design long, coily hair to match the plant

Idk what exact kind of hair I want Lo (Bud's older sister, cat) to have but at minimum I think she'd have a basic buzz cut. This is partially because I'm still pretty attached to her original non-humanoid design and giving her a lot of hair feels weird

Doran (their dad) is a frilled lizard. Not sure if he'll have hair but if he does it'll also be long and coily. My thought was that it'd run down his head in-between where the frills are

Being a young kid, Bud wears a lot of colorful and comfortable clothes like shorts and t-shirts, although usually he'll wear something underneath like a long sleeve shirt and leggings/long socks to keep his joints warm + more flexible. He definitely has a pair of light-up sketchers at some point in his life

Lo wears a lot of long + thick + soft fabrics like sweaters and sweatpants. She tends to be pretty anxious and being comfortably covered up tends to make her feel "safer" in stressful situations. In the warmer months she tends to switch the sweatpants for long skirts or pantyhose. Sometimes she'll also follow the "short top, long underneath" format with long sleeves + a vest or a short skirt + long pants but this doesn't usually happen unless she's intentionally trying to look more "fancy" or "professional"

I don't have as much of a grasp on Doran's personality outside of "generic dad" but at the very least I think he'd wear a lot of business-casual stuff like polo shirts and khakis out of habit. He probably has a decent collection of silly ties although I don't think he wears them often

[spaceagebachelormann]

Hi! Was wondering if I could request headcanons about what It'd be like to be best friends with either Percy Jackson or Leo Valdez? If possible gn or m reader, thank you!

BEING THEIR BEST FRIEND - PERCY JACKSON AND LEO VALDEZ

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  ੈ✩‧₊˚ FORMAT: headcanon

  ੈ✩‧₊˚ WARNINGS: swearing, angst because i can’t help myself, ttc spoilers, tlo spoilers, tlh spoilers, moa spoilers, hoh spoilers, boo spoilers, toa spoilers

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୨⎯ percy jackson⎯୧

oh my

so you guys probably met at camp half blood during his first year

he was NOT having a good day and you just came and sat beside him and started rambling about random shit

and he was like “okay….”

after that you randomly came up and started talking to eachother

and soon you were inseparable

you get invited on quests with him!!

they let you come as a 4th person for emotional support

he forces you to eat blue food

once you meet sally blue food is all you eat

speaking of sally she loves you

istg she’s atleast once referred to you as her other child

she’s really glad you came up to percy and started rambling about anything and everything because now he has lots of friends

do NOT blame yourself for what happened to bianca and zoë, even if it WAS your fault, or he will shove blue pancakes down your throat until you agree that it wasn’t your fault

also i have a headcanon that bianca and percy were best friends so you three have your own little trio until she dies

if you got hurt during the battle of manhattan (in the first series) my guy would be going insane

demanding to know what happened

anyway then he goes missing and now your going insane trying to figure out what happened

while he’s gone you become good friends with leo and come with them on their quest as a distraction to the fear you feel every minute of everyday of not knowing if your best friend is okay

when you guys find him you laugh while annabeth judo flips him

then judo flip him yourself

you and annabeth are a platonic power couple

BONUS 1:

Y/N, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

Percy, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

Annabeth: what the fuck are you guys doing?

Y/N: playing systemic oppression

i feel like if you’re part of the 7 he’d be a bit annoyed because he knows being part of a prophecy like that means you’re gonna get hurt a lot

but like he can’t stop you from coming along because you’re in a prophecy

it’s impossible (probably)

THE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS WHEN HE FALLS INTO TARTARUS WITH ANNABETH

YOUR BSF COULD BE DEAD

HOW ARE YOU EXPECTED NOT TO PANIC

when they get out okay you and him go for like a night in the city to catch up cause you’ve both been busy

it was… chaotic

so for dramatic affect let’s say gaea destroyed your house so you have no place to stay and he’s like “you can live with me!!!”

you do then lester shows up and you terrify him with your… well your everything basically

if percabeth has kids your probably the wine aunt/uncle/relative

you go to the same high school

and take almost all the same classes

HE WILL NEVER TAKE MATH OR ENGLISH EVER AGAIN

you randomly storm into eachothers classes to tell eachother the most random things

“PERCY LOOK I FOUND A FROG”

“THATS SO COOL WHATS ITS NAME”

the chaos that you two would cause accidentally

you buy recorders together and annoy EVERYONE

annabeth breaks them eventually

in conclusion: being percys best friend is: chaotic, fun, and also dangerous. he’s protective but that doesn’t have to be a bad thing because like he’d fight for you if anything were to happen

10/10 best friend would recommend

BONUS 2:

Percy: it’s dark in here

Y/N: don’t worry i got this

Y/N: *stomps feet*

Y/N: *sketchers light up*

୨⎯ leo valdez ⎯୧

for my own sake i’m gonna say you met at the boarding school

you, jason, leo, and piper were all VERYYYY good friends

you had your own little squad

you were closest with leo though because of your energy matching

anyway when the whole thing at the grand canyon happens you two are tryna work together to do whatever you can

spoiler warning: IT DIDNT WORK

you tried okay

when the chariot crashes at chb you’re both like “wtf”

you probably pointed out the thing above his head

when he learns he can do fire powers you guys have fires every week where you make s’mores and yell at people from afar

funniest duo

probably forbids you to do random stuff

if you’re part of the 7 hes probably happy because:

a) HES GOING ON A QUEST WITH HIS BESTFRIEND

b) you can do your pranks together and make everyone angry at you

so help me god if you fall into tartarus with percy and annabeth he will jump in after you

no he tries but jason doesn’t let him

if you don’t fall in but are restless and worried after he’ll stay by you the whole time

even though your kinda freaking him out he’s not gonna leave you like this

when they come back alright hes so happy to see your tense shoulders relax and you fall asleep easily that night

OH ALSO PLATONIC FLIRTING

you’d probably propose at restaurants to get free food

or if someone’s bothering you or him the other will come and flirt and act like your/his partner to scare them away

i’m pretty sure leo has canonically read the hunger games so he rants to you about it while sobbing his eyes out

WHEN HE HAS TO DIE IN BOO HE AVOIDS YOU FOR AWHILE AS TO NOT GET ATTACHED TO YOU FURTHER

when you find out what’s he’s gonna do it’s too late and he’s already gone 😨😨

another 6 restless months

you lose hope then your sibling comes in and says “HES BACK”

you judo flip his ass so hard

then you meet calypso and become friends with her too

she’s like you and leo’s gaurdian

BONUS 1:

*Y/N and Leo sitting together in jail*

Leo: so who should we call

Y/N: i’d call calypso but i feel safer in jail

comforting eachother after jason dies

okay back to the not sad stuff

BONUS 2:

Y/N: *holding perfume bottle* is this whiskey or perfume?

Leo: *chugs entire bottle*

Leo: it’s perfume

[sunfoxfic]

I’m drawing future/adult designs for the ML characters right now, and I have fairly solid ideas for most of them, but there are a few that I can’t quite picture in my head. For Alya, I’m think of maybe drawing her with natural hair or some sort of hairstyle that reflects the implication that canon present Alya is relaxing it. For Nino I’m thinking of giving him a mustache because I think he was right in Rocketear. But I’m not 100% on the hair, clothes, accessories, details, all that. As the CEO, how do you imagine them looking in the future?

The thing about my characterization of Alya that's so wildly different from basically everyone else's is that I don't think she has a good fashion sense. And there's a healthy dose of projection in there but before you redraw Alya with a cool outfit consider that the most exemplary outfit she has is a short sleeved flannel shirt. That's not a cool shirt. That's a shirt you wear on laundry day, or when you dress like shit every day, and I love that for her.

So I like adult Alya designs that lean a little bit more into the casual side of things. Even when she's dressed business casual for work, I think Alya would be very relaxed — casual, with lots of layers (flannels over T-shirts is a common thing I write her with which is definitely projection), and outfits that are ready to spring into action at any time.

I like the idea of her having short hair! Natural hair with locs or braids would be good for that, I think — lots of time getting it in that style, but once it's styled, it's ready to go at any time and can quickly be adjusted to be put into action or look more formal. I also love Alya who dyes her hair lots of colors.

A lot of adult Nino designs give him facial hair which I love in basically every form, honestly. Goatee? Yeah, that's a man who had a short film in an indie film festival. Full beard? Absolute dad, he deserves it. Pretentious-looking mustache? Alya refuses to kiss him for three weeks. Teenage Nino with super patchy facial hair that he doesn't care to shave? I'm sure it'll grow out in a few years it's fine--

As for his hair..... Look, I'm sure you know that Nino is my blorbo. Everyone needs to know that. So you need to know that I say this with love: I headcanon that male pattern baldness runs in his family. It makes sense! It does! That's why he's so insecure about having his hat on, and why he keeps his hair cut short -- because he thinks it'll bother him less when he loses it.

(It's also worth noting that while I'm not personally affected by it, male pattern baldness does run in my family. The one thing I'd say is that hopefully Nino never looks like my dad did in his and my mom's wedding photos with the ponytail and bald spot all in one. God, Dad, why did you ever grow out a ponytail? What was the point? And tbh my grandpa's ever so iconic combover is another thing Nino hopefully avoids.)

As far as Nino's style goes, I really can't imagine he cares that much. Between the tragedy that is the Bubbler's costume and how freaking low his neckline is, oh and the Christmas special where his "winter outfit" is a vest over his normal outfit, it really doesn't seem like he puts much thought into his clothes. Alya goes for convenience, but it's strategic convenience -- she buys clothes because she knows that not only will they be convenient to wear, but convenient to style. I really do think she could help him with that, but I don't know if he'd ever grow out of day-to-day T-shirts and jeans. (I could see him adopting skinny jeans, though.)

They'd also be a total shoe power couple, which is not projection at all because I HATE that. I own like 3 pairs of shoes fit for regular wearing. But they'd collect shoes and have like special shoe cleaners and resent Adrien for buying adult light up Sketchers. (Okay not resent but...)

As for accessories, that's not really something I think about? I'm not a fan of jewelry so I never remember it for designs lmao. I think they'd both like beanies.

[trashcankitty12]

Helia Headcanons

Helia Scofield, nephew of Saladin; Master Artist in the making.

Don’t let his soft demeanor and pacifistic leanings fool you; Helia’s up for the fight if he’s needed.

(All headcanons are mainly for my verses: Left and the New Company of Light. Fair warning.)

-Helia was born to Harley and Hannah Scofield.

-Hannah, Saladin’s twin (and the elder twin, thank you) is an illusion-based witch who works with her Great Uncle’s army. She’s a commander of the Pegasus Unit of the Callistan Army, and unlike her brother, tries to keep herself out of trouble.

-Harley’s more of a gentle soul who enjoys art and runs an art gallery in Callisto.

-As you can imagine, his parents, though loving to him and though they did love each other at one point, have had many disagreements about their lifestyles and what would be best for the family.

-Harley was more pacifistic while Hannah preferred to ‘face things head on’. (Both have great strategic minds though, and… Tended to use them against each other.)

-At a young age, Helia showed potential for magic. Hannah and Saladin tried to help hone his potential skills as a wizard, but the best he could do was simple spells to make himself faster and stronger than normal and to send magic notes. (And a few other minimalistic spells. He couldn’t do anything fancy like his mom and uncle though…)

-It didn’t really bum him out too much though. In fact, it was partially a relief that he wouldn’t have to worry about hurting someone with his magic if his feelings or concentration went out of control. And he had an easy way of keeping his utensils nearby while he was working.

-Helia was in a junior sword fighting league as a kid, something his Uncle Saladin and his mother were very proud of. (Though his father thought it reckless and dangerous and ugly… Even if there was a sort of elegance to sword fighting when done right.)

-He also participated in art clubs at his school and did his to earn high marks in elementary and middle school. (He tended to be a daydreamer and often spaced out in class, especially if the subject was boring to him. Which became another argument for his parents.)

-When he was about 12/13, his parents decided to divorce. Hannah relocated and deployed to serve in Magix at the Callistan Embassy (and to be closer to her brother). His father remained in Callisto.

-He was actually happy that they finally divorced, thrilled to never have to hear one of their ‘we’re not really arguing, just having a heated discussion’ sort of fights. Having to decide where to live and what his plans for the future, however, made him sick.

-His social anxiety was through the roof anyway, and on top of all of this… His art took a bit of a dark turn and so did his poetry.

-How dare his parents fight each other and then demand he choose? How dare they implode on him like this?

-(Faragonda and Griffin were honestly the best people during this time. And so were his childhood friends. They helped him keep his cool and realize what he wanted and how to go about talking to his parents about this stuff.)

-Helia left the sword fighting league, he never really enjoyed it anyway except for the moments he was benched and could sketch the matches. And he decided to stay with his father and enroll at the Callistan Art Academy. His mother was so proud that he wanted to follow his dreams, and agreed to weekends and holidays.

-(Honestly his parents were just happy that he was talking to them again instead of pushing them away. They were so worried, they even went to therapy so they could try and do better for Helia.)

-Helia stayed in touch with some of his sword fighting league friends and kept up with his childhood friends when he went to the Art Academy.

-He loved showing off his new works and talking his friends into being models for some of his works. (One of his favorite portraits is of his best guy friend posing with his new weapon after being accepted into Red Fountain.)

-His parents did move on from each other. On his dad’s side, he has a stepdad and a lovely younger stepsister who adores him. (And he has a half-brother on the way!!)

-His mom remarried a fellow soldier, Monroe. And Monroe has two children of their own; Seneca and Marie. (Older stepsisters… They’re loud and boisterous, but they mean well and Helia enjoys watching them pose and give him fashion shows to help out his own work.)

-Though he was only at the Academy for a short time, Helia discovered many things about himself. (And made friends with the Princess of Linphea who had gotten in despite her age. The fairy is truly gifted in making topiary art.)

-He loves his charcoal brushes and using colored pencils when doing sketches. Something about the way it moves on the paper just makes him so happy.

-And he does love to paint, though he’s not much for water colors. (And never ask him to do a digital piece. The last time he tried working with a tablet, he nearly got electrocuted. Granted, it was probably a one-time thing, but he took it as a sign.)

-Poetry is second love, aside from sketching and painting. He loves being able to verbalize his feelings and put the words down that he can feel inside. Its one of the few ways he feels he can truly connect to people, since it’s easier to write down the words instead of saying them. (Though he has done poetry readings from time to time.)

-Between portraits and landscapes, Helia prefers landscapes. And he’d really gotten into architecture drawings before he left the Academy.

-Because his parents were often busy when he was a kid, he found he had useful skills to ‘adult’ while at the Academy and on his own for the first time. (He can cook fairly well, at least, you know what you’re supposed to be eating and it tastes pretty good. But he’s no Chef Langdon.)

-He was great at keeping his room spotless and clean. His workspaces however? Not so much.

-Over half his wardrobe is stained with either paint or charcoal or clay.

-(Yes, he can do pottery. Just not very well. In fact, it usually looks pretty shit, but hey, he tried.)

-After seeing the news about what happened in Magix and how his uncle’s school was destroyed and the people he cared about nearly died, Helia decided to transfer. (Which took a lot of convincing with his dad and the Dean of the Academy and Saladin.)

-But once he was in, he was in. And when given the choice about his weapon, he went with one his mother loves to use, the laser-string gloves. Great for restraint and for quick weapon-recovery in battle without potentially causing further harm.

-Add in his ability to make himself stronger, and he can wield that glove with the confidence of a sword fighter.

-He quickly clicked with Timmy once he joined their squadron, despite the two having different views of technology.

-Helia was Riven’s roommate though, and while their personalities didn’t compete with each other, they didn’t completely get along either. (Riven reminded Helia of Hannah with his ‘let’s just face it’ ways and Riven felt Helia wasn’t much of a hero if all he did was restrain instead of fight.)

-Of course, as time went on, Helia and Riven do have respect for each other, and have many inside jokes that came from their time living together.

-Helia quickly found he was one of the ‘advisors’ of the group, with everyone coming to him for advice. He was flattered, sure, but dudes… Just because he managed to get what he got, doesn’t mean he knows how he did it.

-Aside from training with his gloves, he’s good using a whip and decent with a sword. Bows and arrows/anything needing aim isn’t his strong suit. He’s also not the best at giving reports on how things went on their missions, which is why that task gets delegated to Sky or Riven.

-He trained as a medic too, deciding that while he wouldn’t be the best in a fight, he can help with the aftermath. And his squad kind of needed a medic aside from Timmy and Brandon…

-Helia may not enjoy fighting, but he’s not above doing what’s necessary when the people he cares about are in danger. There have been plenty of times, not just when saving the Magical Dimension, that Helia has risked his life and limbs to protect his friends.

-One such incident was a survival trip to the Marshlands of Amanal. Brandon never would have made it home in one piece if Helia hadn’t thrown himself at the hippogriff. (And he somehow managed to befriend it afterward. No, he has no memory of how he did it.)

-Helia tends to be a stress-sketcher. Worried about a test? Doodles on his notes from class. Worried about an upcoming mission? Sketchbook in hand. Relationship issues? Sketchbook.

-Oh! He’s a great pilot too! Helia has a great sense of direction and has grown up around the ships, so he knows how to work them. (Now, if you want to know what makes them tick or how to put them together if they fall apart, ask someone else. Preferably Timmy or Riven.)

-Helia has a whole stash of teas. A collection, if you will. (Something that he blames Faragonda for, but hey, it’s not the worst habit ever.)

-After all the traveling he’s done thanks to Red Fountain, Helia sort of understands better why his mom and uncle loved their military days so much. Seeing new places, learning new things, enjoying new foods… It’s quite an existence. (If you can look passed all the fighting and wars and invasions…)

-Yes, Helia does yoga. He also enjoys dance. (And with friends like Layla, Musa, and Nabu, he never has to do it alone.)

-Some of his favorite people to sketch: Flora, for her grace and beauty and the way she seems to just breathe life into natural settings; Sky, for his posture and presence and ability to always appear in charge; Layla, for her strength and grace and how every body of water seems to be at her command; and finally, Timmy and Tecna, As a couple, those two just radiate this feeling of joy and it just… How can you not want to sketch it?!

-(Kiko is also a favorite sketch subject. The little rabbit just has so much personality!)

-This may come as a shock to people, but Helia enjoys horror movies. Preferably the psychological/thriller-based horror movies. It’s the way they capture human emotion and it’s just so poignant and interesting. He wants to learn how to convey such feelings in his work.

-Between his parents, you’d think Helia was closer to his father… In actuality, he’s closer to his mother.

-His mom enjoyed doing things and showing him things and just getting him to be more active and curious as a child.

-His father was more of a watcher. An observer-type. Always looking for something awe-inspiring for his next piece. (Something Helia and Harley bond over now. And laugh at, from time to time.)

-Helia enjoys swapping sketching ideas with Bloom and Stella, looking to see what they’re up to and how they can try and work off of each other.

-(And he has done some physical character sheets and layout ideas for Tecna’s video game idea to help her see her vision more clearly.)

-Helia doesn’t play a lot of video games. They’re just not his thing… But he does have a soft spot for the Sims series after Bloom introduced him to it, and he enjoys this maze creation game that a Solarian gaming company came up with for phones (level 200!!!).

-He swears more than people think he does. It’s almost comical how shocked people are when they meet this ‘sweet and soulful guy’ and then he drops a few ‘f’ bombs while working on his projects. (Not just ‘f’ bombs either… Dude gets creative with his curses. Even Riven’s impressed.)

-Helia didn’t go to Earth with the others, instead taking up a job offer on Callisto to help with remodeling his great uncle’s barracks. (And now, the castle itself… He’s so honored it’s his designs in the works.)

-However, he does visit from time to time. It makes him a little sad though, seeing Earth the way it is. All the pollution creating cars, the strange fashion, the way people seem to disregard each other. It’s so sad.

-When the ‘saving the Magical Dimension’ stuff stops, Helia’s hoping to join with his father’s art gallery and to build on his portfolio of projects. (He knows he already has a few jobs waiting for him, like Stella’s coronation portrait for when she becomes queen.)

-He just hopes his works inspire and touch people the way they do as he works on them.

[achliegh]

Sunflower

Epilogue Chapter 3

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

This is the epilogue to Olive and Otto

It will mostly be exploring the relationship the cubs have with O&O

There will also be a little storm chasing

TW/CW: Kids, Food, Storms, Smut, Sickness

@domesticatedbeetlenamedjorge

Characters belong to @lumosinlove

“Daddy! Daddy!” Olive comes running around the corner with his phone in her hand facetiming Eloise, she ran over hopping up and down next to Leo who was taking Otto's temperature for the millionth time that day.

Otto had caught a stomach bug from somewhere they went, he was pale and shivering, coughing and he had a low fever. Leo, being the warrior that he is, checks his son's temp every hour, and brings him a new water bottle. He was attentive. Olive was much worse than Leo, Logan and Fin would watch them fuss over the sick child with slightly amused smiles but they knew where the worry stems from. That scar on Otto's head wasn’t just for looks, it also was the mark of someone who survived.

“What is it Sugarbug?” He looks over to his bouncy daughter and smiles a little, placing a cool cloth on Otto's forehead as the young boy drifts back off to sleep.

“Ma ’Maw and Pawpaw will be in Hufflepuff! They said the storm of the year will be there and asked if we can go!” If one thing ran in the blood of the Knut’s it was a love of storms. INK was like Logan in the sense that she was terrified of storms, when she was kicked out of her family's house for getting pregnant it was storming and she thought she was going to freeze to death. “Canwegocanwegocanwegocanwego! Pleaseeee!” She was using her puppy dog eyes on him while Eloise was laughing on the phone.

“I know Otto is sick, you don’t have to, Sweetheart. Our camera man’s wife is having a child right now and the storm is supposed to hit tomorrow, We could really use your help.”

He smiles and shakes his head a little as he stands up and cracks his back taking his phone.

“Tremz doesn’t like storms and Otto is sick, I mean if you really need me I can go but I doubt Harzy wants too and if I’m behind the camera and you and dad are gonna be focused on your equipment. Who is gonna keep an eye on Olive.” He looks up to see Logan has taken his place in front of Otto on the floor next to the couch and Finn has picked up Olive so she is sitting on his hip as they look through pictures of puppies and kitties that need homes. The kids (plus Logan) really wanted a pet.

“Just tell Finn that we’ll give him a company track jacket and he will come”

“Track Jacket?” Finn was suddenly right next to Leo looking at the phone screen with Olive squished between them, giggling. “I want a track jacket” Eloise is giving Leo this ‘I told you so’ look, rolling his eyes he kisses his lover's cheek.

“What about Logan and Otto? I don’t just want to leave them here.”

“What, you think I can’t take care of a sicky?” Logan looks up at him from where he's sitting and smiles a little. Finn raises an eyebrow because he has never seen Logan be able to even take care of himself when he's sick. “At least I don't throw up when someone else does, Harzy. Anyway, as long as the storm doesn’t come to Gryff I should be fine. Plus, I won’t be alone.” He looks back at Otto and runs the back of his finger over the sick boy's soft cheek.

Thinking for a moment Leo realizes he has no reason to say no, he sighs a little and nods to his mom. “Pick us up on your way, yeah?” The smile on his mothers face is just pure sunshine. They say their goodbyes and hang up.

“Will Otto be okay?” Olive's mind has switched to her brother like it has been for the last two days he’s been sick. She gets set down and goes to sit in Logan's lap while she watches him sleep. “I don’t want to leave him if he won’t be okay…” She looks at Logan a little sad and he gets an idea.

“Let's go for a walk, Mon Douce.” He takes the hairband off his wrist, which all the boys have started wearing because they just fall off the small girls wrists and she doesn’t notice, he puts her hair up in a ponytail. They figured out that the best way to clear the energetic girls head was exercise, skating, rollerblading, running, or even just a walk around the neighborhood. He pats her leg and she stands up, not taking her eyes off her brother.

“I’ll stay, you three go.” Leo kisses his boys and gives Olive a bunch of kisses on her face until she laughs. “Don’t worry he’s going to be alright”. She nods a little and walks to the door to put on her light up sketchers. The other boys grab their house keys and phones after they put on their shoes and open the door for her. Leo smiles at them, every time he sees his boys with his kids it makes him ecstatic. He goes to sit on the end of the couch, opposite of his child, and starts reading on his phone.

Finn was holding onto Olive's hand to keep her from running ahead of them, once they left it was like sonic after he was supercharged, she was trying to get them to run but neither of them were wearing shoes they could actually run in. She was talking so fast and in so many different languages Finn was totally lost and Logan was less lost but still not following.

They made it to the dog park before they realized it, maybe they should get one of those kid leashes for Olive and then she could run ahead of them but not get lost.

“Look!” Olive somehow got out of his grasp and sprinted after something in the bushes. The two boys curse under their breath and follow her. Or they try to because the hole in the bushes she went through was very small.

“OLIVE! GET BACK OUT HERE!”

[theatredollies]

People and characters I think would be great as American girl Dolls

1. Claire Saffitz- she can have some fun baking stuff and a pet cat

2. Gaby Melian- she can have have fun baking stuff too, and her and Claire are besties

3. Fiona Apple- she could have fun music stuff and ok just hear me out, she will have the body, hair and out fit of Fiona from Shrek and her head would be an Apple

4. TheatreDollies (aka Clare)- she super cool and can have fun stuff like Doc Martens and a ceramic pig that plays the trombone and it also plays music

5. Princess Diana- she’s not American but she is the queen of our hearts

6. Kimmy Schmidt- because females are strong as hell and she can have light up sketchers

7. Sharpay Evans- the books can show her side of the story like how the people who didn’t really care about theatre got all the leads, even though she is super talented and she was high key sabotaged at some of her performances, and she has the best fashion sense and can have a pink car and a dog

8. Me- because I’m cool

9. Tina Fey- she’s funny and a cool lady

10. Amy Pohler- because she’s also funny and a cool lady and can be bffs with Tina Fey

Who do you guys think would be cool dolls?

[tophagentofchaos]

Modern AU clothes for the Gaang and Azula’s Girl Gang

Bc you know. I saw this post and immediately started thinking about what kind of clothes they’d really wear. I will say that I think Azula, Ty Lee and Mai would as a general rule dress better than the gaang.

Aang: Light up sketchers. Oversized, ratty hoodies that he got at a thrift store for fifty cents that say random things like “Skim Milk” on the front. Lives in sweatpants. Inexplicably has a collection of those plastic rain ponchos. 

Katara: Probably the only member of the gaang who puts some real thought into how they dress. Sometimes does the cami over t-shirt thing, but knee length skirts and cute blouses are her go to’s. Always wears shorts under because she still wants to be able to run around and do things, but she’s also on the debate team, and has a reputation to uphold. 

Sokka: Wears cropped tops 80′s football player style, but the shirts he chooses to crop/cut the sleeves off are from like. The science decathlon he went to with the STEM club and won, his Gremlins movie poster shirt, some shitty graphic tee’s that have terrible puns on them, and a band tee he borrowed from Zuko at a sleepover and never bothered to give back. He also wears crocs and jorts. If he has to be at a more formal event, he swaps the crop top for a Hawaiian shirt. In the winter, swaps out the crops for just the most atrocious sweaters imaginable.

Suki: Looks cool no matter what she wears to Sokka’s chagrin but that doesn’t mean she dresses well. Has some busted up white converse she’s had for the past five years that are held together with duct tape and prayer. Has an extensive collection of trucker hats for no discernible reason. Probably just wears t-shirts and jeans, or basketball shorts for Maximum Mobility™

Toph: Does not care how she dresses in the most chaotic way. Has worn those fuzzy worms as a bracelet before. Sokka didn’t even know her ears were pierced to begin with. Comes to class most days dressed like Elton John at a funeral: that is, muted and restrained for Elton John, but fucking WILD for everyone else. The most casual outfit she’s worn this week has been a neon orange shirt with the word “Matriarchy” in giant bubble letters on the front, some green pants with a pear patch sewn onto the knee, and a pair of cheap rubber slippers with avocados all over them. Definitely steals and shares clothes with Sokka, who is glad someone appreciates his fashion, Katara—

Zuko: Black ripped skinny jeans and MCR shirts. His dad makes him leave the house in khakis and polos, but he changes when he comes to school in a quiet act of rebellion.

Azula: Dresses like business majors dress at a university. She doesn’t know how to interact with people but she still needs to look put together because she’s Azula and her lack of one on one social skills does not make her any less formidable. She’s always in slacks, a nice button up, and nice lace up shoes. All her shit is impeccably tailored, but looks a little old on her. 

Ty Lee: Exists in yoga pants as she should. Wears comfortable running shoes bc who knows when she’ll get dared to scale a building. Usually wears a cute top and/or cardigan with them because just because she’s mobile doesn’t mean she doesn’t want to look cute :)

Mai: Doesn’t want to look cute. Gives Morticia Addams a run for her money. She doesn’t wear all black, but the lightest she goes is dark red. Wears turtlenecks during summer. Yes, she’ll wear a swimsuit to the beach but that’s IT. Everywhere else is turtleneck zone. Her stuff is also impeccably tailored bc like Azula/Zuko, her parents are rich as fuck. 

[artificialqueens]

Tree House Kisses, Chapter 21 (Adorney) - Scorpio and Veronica

A/N: I am very excited to post this chapter, especially because I get to include this outstanding artwork by my HERO, @grinder-lector-art​. It’s the banner on my own blog and every time I look at it, I get a bit weepy-eyed. -V

Also, this seems like a good a time as any to plug the wonderful moodboards that Scorpio made to go along with this story (including a few specifically inspired by this chapter). If you’re looking for previous chapters, click here! Xoxo!

Chapter Summary: Everything falls apart. But it’s Courtney’s party, and she’ll cry if she wants to…

Chapter 21: It’s Raining on Prom Night

“Hello party guests!” Darienne called over the mic. “We are now serving dinner! Please help yourself to the lovely Mexican spread, over by the garden. It is all vegetarian and the trays marked with a pink heart are vegan. Don’t make that face, Adrian, you’ll be fine,” she chastised Adore’s brother. “Anyway, after you have your plate, the birthday girl has requested for you all to take your seats, as we have some entertainment, produced by Courtney and Thorgy and starring some people here tonight...I wonder who?!”

She stepped away from the mic, trying to help usher people towards the food, especially the slower-moving adults and the cheerleaders who were still on the dance floor fooling around.

“Mrs. Del Rio!” she beckoned Roy’s mom over. “Look, only a few people know this, but there’s a secret tray of chicken under the veggie skewers. For VIP carnivore guests only. Tell your husband.”

Aida laughed, giving her a hug. “Thank you, honey. Courtney already tipped us off, but we appreciate you looking out for us.”

“I do my best,” Darienne said, winking. She walked over to the main table where Courtney had a confused and mildly irritated look on her face. “Dari, there’s one too many seats here. Is it because of Raja? Didn’t we fix this? I don’t want an empty chair right up front, it’ll look weird--”

“Calm down, it won’t be empty.”

“Well, who’s sitting here?” Courtney put her hands on her hips.

Darienne imitated her pose, hands on her own hips, and leaned in. “It’s a surprise. Go get yourself some dinner, Miss Sweet Sixteen, and don’t worry about it!”

Courtney narrowed her eyes, and after a beat, backed down, pulling Adore and Roy with her over to the food. “I’ve got my eye on you, Darienne!”

Darienne laughed, shaking her head, and pulled out her phone.

-

“Courtney, everything is set up if you want to start the video,” Thorgy said.

“Okay…” she glanced down at her phone again. Still no answer from her dad. “Let’s just wait one more minute, until everyone is sitting.”

“Cool. Tell me when to hit the lights and then--”

“Shut up, Thorgy.” Darienne shoved him out of the way and stood behind Courtney’s chair, covering her eyes.

“Hey!”

“I told you there was a surprise, right? Well...it’s a little late due to flight delays and other extenuating circumstances, but...come on out!”

There were few delighted gasps and squeals from the table, and Courtney exclaimed, “What? What?!”

Darienne uncovered Courtney’s eyes and turned her chair around and standing there, in a black and white checkered dress, was Dela.

Courtney let out an ear-piercing shriek, jumping up and throwing her arms around her old friend. “DELA! OMIGOD! I can’t believe you’re here! How are you?! How’s Seattle?! I miss you! Oh my god!!” Courtney jumped up and down, hugging her tightly.

Dela laughed and hugged her back. “Happy Birthday, sweetie. I missed you too! Sorry I’m late…”

Courtney pulled away, teary-eyed, and sat Dela down beside her. Darienne laughingly moved the place card that had been there (Roy’s) and soon everyone was chattering excitedly and catching up, hearing about Dela’s new school in Seattle. Courtney promised to tell Dela the story in detail of how she and Roy became an official couple after the video.

“And we finally learned the truth of why Adore never liked me,” Bob joked, causing Adore to roll her eyes.

“Is it because you were so annoying?” Dela smiled.

“Absolutely,” Adore said.

“Not,” Bob added.

Courtney filled her in about the family that had moved into her house.

“See the pretty blonde over there next to Gia? Her name is Pearl. She’s really nice, actually. Adore tried to fuck her but that didn’t work out.”

Dela’s eyes widened and then she looked over at Bob, who made an “I told you so” face.

Adore scoffed, offended. “That is not how it went down.”

Courtney shrugged, smirking, and replied with a teasing, “Whatever you say,” and a hair toss.

Dela giggled. “So, I heard there’s about to be some intense walk down memory lane video? Is that true, because I love those, it’s my favorite part of every wedding, every Bat Mitzvah…”

“Yeah, we were about to play it.”

“Go for it! I better be in it though.”

Courtney grinned. “Oh, trust me. You are.”

-

As Adore suspected, the video was incredibly long and cheesy, filled with tons of photos of Courtney, Courtney with her family, Courtney with friends. There were also a lot more video clips than Adore anticipated - from recitals, home movies, including a gem from Courtney’s first day of kindergarten that she’d never seen.

“Courtney, love, please come out! Bob is waiting so nicely!” Karen cajoled.

“NO!” Courtney shouted, stomping her feet, refusing to come out the front door,

Bob, already tall and lanky at five years old, sat down on the front steps, head in his hands, clearly over Courtney and her temper tantrum.

“Courtney, why don’t you want to come out? You love school...” Karen wheedled.

She opened the door a crack and shouted, “I love PRESCHOOL! I don’t want to go to kindergarten! I’m too small! Everyone is going to be mean to me!” She slammed the door with a loud bang, continuing, “NO NO NO NO NO!”

Bob shook his head at the camera, rolling his eyes.

“Roy! Vanessa!” The camera flipped around to catch the Del Rio kids walking down the block, Karen at her wit’s end, begging them to help convince Courtney how much she’d love kindergarten.

Roy scampered inside and emerged 20 seconds later, holding Courtney’s hand, a big smile on her face.

“Roy’s gonna beat up anyone who’s mean to me!” Courtney announced happily, skipping down the steps.

Everyone at the party let out a collective “Awwwwww…”

Roy shook his head. “I was so full of shit. You think I was about to get in trouble by starting a fight my first day of school? That goes on your permanent record. Luckily for me, no one was mean to her.”

Courtney laughed and kissed him. “It was a comforting lie.”

On the screen, young Roy put his arm around Bob and led him and Courtney down the block towards the elementary school. “Kindergarten is great. You get to play all day and sing songs and do lots of fun stuff.”

“Did you like it, Roy?” Courtney asked, gazing up at him.

“I thought it was kind of boring, but I was already reading books. You’ll love it.”

Adore shook her head, chuckling, as the video faded back into photos. Even in first grade, Roy was a patronizing know-it-all.

-

Willam and Pearl dug into their food, plates piled high with enchiladas, Spanish rice, beans, grilled chicken that they’d begged off Adore’s mom, veggie skewers, salad, taquitos, and mini quesadillas, amused grins on both of their faces as they watched Courtney’s baby videos.

A video of Courtney and Adore learning to rollerblade played across the screen. A young Adore was pretty good, compared to a falling and pouting Courtney.

“Attagirl, Lesbian!” Willam cheered, earning a glare from Adore, three tables away.

Pearl leaned over and murmured, “Why does this feel like a wedding more than a birthday party?” Pearl glanced down into Willam’s lap to see him texting someone.

“Or a funeral,” Willam mumbled back, causing Pearl to laugh which was covered up by the chuckles from the crowd laughing at Adore having to hold Courtney’s hands to help her skate.

Willam slid his phone over to Pearl, to show her the texts he had been sending Adore all night. Most of them had been him insulting Adore on her horrible fashion choices during her preteen years. Pearl shook her head, snickering to herself as she shoved another mouthful of rice into her mouth.

“What y’all laughing at?” Alyssa whispered leaning forward on the table.

The screen started off black, a few girls could be heard talking. The camera shook, before a round face framed with red hair in pigtails popped into view.

“Okay, it’s on,” Darienne said before she ran off screen.

“Turn the music on!” someone hissed. Seconds later the music started and Adore ran into view, hair teased huge, in an animal print top and pleather pants. Followed by Courtney, in white gogo boots and a British flag dress.

“Ohhhh, shit!” Willam began cackling with glee.

And then the rest of the girls. April wore a black dress and stilettos, hair ironed flat. Dela was in track pants and a sports bra, and Darienne was in a little pink dress with white sketchers, sucking on a lollipop.

Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want So tell me what you want, what you really, really want I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want So tell me what you want, what you really, really want

Pearl’s mouth dropped open and Willam covered his mouth to hold in his laughter as they watched the girls prance around the room.

Darienne was a beat behind the rest of the girls, obviously missing steps, and clearly uncomfortable as Baby, comically overplaying the cutesy little girl thing to the point where it was nearly creepy. Dela and Courtney were the most enthusiastic, and seemed to know all the moves (with Courtney as a nearly manic Ginger and Dela really trying to sell Sporty’s “tomboy” vibe).

Watching a younger Adore, who was apparently Scary, prance around the room trying to keep up with Courtney and Dela was absolutely hilarious. Every time they had to turn, she would go the wrong way, at one point crashing into Dela and nearly knocking her over. And April’s imitation of Posh Spice, barely doing the moves at all, an air of “too cool” apathy only added to the overall disorganized vibe.

“This is soooo embarrassing,” Gia whispered to no one in particular, but everyone at the table heard her.

“Gurl,” Alyssa nodded.

WILLAM: Nice moves, you guys could have replaced the real spice girls

ADORE: Fuck off

PEARL: Was this professionally choreographed?

ADORE: Fuck. Offffff!

Adore glared at Willam and Pearl as they doubled over laughing, flipping her phone closed and crossing her arms. She watched them prance around on the screen and couldn’t help, but remember the arguments that took place just for this video to happen.

April, Adore, Courtney, Darienne and Dela had gathered at Courtney’s house and as they sat around the living room listening to the Spice Girls, Courtney suggested that they should make their own Wannabe video.  

“Oh! That’ll be so fun,” Bendela said, the other girls nodded excited about Courtney’s idea.

“I’ll go get the camera!” Courtney ran off.

“I’m Posh,” April said.

“I’m Ginger,” Adore quickly called.

“Don’t you think I should be Ginger? I mean I have red hair,” Darienne suggested and Adore made a face.

“You can be Scary,” Adore suggested.

“If we’re doing this, I think I should be Ginger, I have red hair, I’m the oldest. April should be Posh, Courtney should be Baby-”

“No, I wanna be Ginger,” Courtney rushed back into the living room with her Dad’s camera, interrupting Darienne. “I’m the biggest Spice Girls fan, and I love Geri, I--”

“Too late! I already called Ginger,” Adore said smugly.

Courtney’s mouth twisted up in anger, gripping the camera tightly; steam was practically shooting out of her ears. “Adore Delano you know I waited FIVE HOURS at the Glendale Galleria to get Geri Halliwell’s autograph, and I have the British flag dress, and I--”

“Blah blah blah, whatever Baby!”

Five minutes later and Adore and Courtney were still in a heated argument over who got to be Ginger.

April watched on in amusement, happy that no one was trying to take Posh away from her, Dela just wanted the arguing to be over and Darienne didn’t understand why they thought they were more Ginger Spice than her.

“It’s! Not! Fair!” Courtney stomped her foot, crossing her arms and pouting at Adore.

“Yes! It! Is!” Adore mocked Courtney stomping her foot and crossing her arms, “I called it first. So I’m Ginger.”

“If you’re anyone, you’re Sporty,” Courtney rolled her eyes.

Adore took a step back from Courtney, fuming, looking around the room to see the other girls’ reactions. Dela sat down next to Darienne, silently offering her snack to her.

Adore leaned to Courtney whispering, “I should have been Ginger and you know it.”

Courtney stuck her tongue out in response, before shaking her head, “I think you made a good Scary. And you’d have been good as Sporty, too.”

“What?! Now that I think about it, that was a totally homophobic suggestion,” Adore said.

“Hey, if it looks like a duck, and walks like a...well...”

Adore’s eyes bulged and her mouth opened in mock offense, and Courtney laughed, leaning over and kissing her forehead.

“I’m pretty sure I’d be the best choice for Ginger,” Darienne whispered to Dela, who nodded in agreement.

“Well, you’re the obvious Baby, Courtney! Come on!” Adore cajoled desperately.

“Ugh!!” Courtney screeched, then cried, “You know what? We don’t have to make the video at all.” She turned around and tried to run off before Adore stopped her.

“Okay, okay, fine. I’ll be Scary because she has the coolest hair and you can be Ginger,” Adore huffed out in annoyance.

“Yay!” Courtney cheered, wrapping her arms around Adore, planting a wet kiss on her cheek, “You can be Ginger next time, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah…” Adore said, knowing full well that Courtney was lying and that she’d pull the same shenanigans next time, if there ever even was a next time.

“So, that means April’s Posh, Adore is Scary, I’m Ginger, Dela you can be Sporty and Darienne can be Baby,” Courtney turned to the other girls. Darienne frowned, not really on board with the casting.

“Courtney, are you sure you don’t want to be Baby. I mean you’re blonde and cute and would make the perfect Baby,” she tried to convince her one last time.

Courtney frowned, “Do you want to be Sporty?” the tremor in her voice and the look on her face told Darienne that they would be in for another tantrum if she kept arguing, and she didn’t think she could deal with it.

“Fine, I’ll be Baby,” Darienne sighed.

-

“I’m never gonna forgive you for dredging up that Spice Girls video…” Adore grumbled.

Courtney laughed half-heartedly, shrugging. “Sorry boo, it’s my favorite.”

“I loooooved it!” Dela cried happily. “I think we should do it again, like a reunion tour. There's totally room on the dance floor.”

“Uh, how about no fucking way?” Adore retorted, a look of horror on her face. She looked to the others for support, but Courtney was distracted by her phone.

COURTNEY: Where are you? It’s almost 9…

Darienne looked at Adore and cleared her throat. “You know what I think we need? Presents.”

Adore nodded. “Yes!” she exclaimed as Courtney’s eyes lit up happily.

“Great idea!” Roy jumped up to help Darienne grab the gifts and Adore mouthed ‘THANK YOU’ at both of them. Roy smiled and gave her a wink.

-

Courtney sat in a decorated chair, ankles crossed demurely like the princess she was, everyone gathered around her wanting their present to be opened first.

“I’m only going to open a few presents for now,” Courtney announced knowing that she wouldn’t make it through everyone’s presents quick enough. “So, who wants to go first,” she sang, closing her eyes and holding her hands out, making grabbing motions.

Her dad’s parents, Grammy and Papa were the first to pass Courtney her gift, which consisted of a card and birthday money.

“Thank you, so much,” she squealed at the hundred dollars, giving both her grandparents a kiss.

Darienne decided to be the brave soul to go next. “Here you go, Courtney.”

“I wonder what it is,” Courtney shook the wrapped present causing everyone to laugh. She tore the paper off to reveal a beautifully carved frame, painted pink and white. The picture in the frame was taken at Courtney’s 13th birthday party. Courtney started to tear up at the memories that the picture brought.

Courtney stood in the center of the picture, brows furrowed cutely, with icing on her nose, a laughing Adore beside her. Roy was trying to stop Bob from digging his fingers into his slice of cake. Darienne was the only one posed for the camera with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face while April, Dela, Thorgy and Jamin were captured in the background, oblivious to the picture being taken.

“Thank you, Dari!” Courtney sniffed, pulling Darienne into a tight hug.

“You’re welcome, sweetie,” Darienne squeezed her back, “I made it the frame and painted it myself.”

Courtney grabbed the picture frame and stared at it for another moment before sitting it aside carefully, “Thank you so much.”

After Courtney sat back in her chair, Roy stepped forward with his present. “Here you go, princess.”

Courtney took the big bag from him, dramatically weighing it to see how heavy it was. Pulling out and tossing the pink tissue paper behind her, Courtney pulled out the card first. Ripping it opened, her mouth dropped at the season passes to Six Flags Magic Mountain.

“Oh my gosh! Thank you, babe,” she pulled him down her a quick kiss on the cheek, “This summer is going to be sooo fun,” she shimmied her shoulders excitedly at the thought of going to the amusement park all summer, especially since the new rides were supposed to be amazingly death-defying.

“Told you,” Adore cracked. “Whore for danger.”

“Yeah, I’m counting on it,” Roy joked quietly, and Adore made a face at him.

Courtney laughed, setting the envelope to the side, her face lighting up when she dug into the bag pulling out what looked to be lotion and bubble bath.

“Oooh,” she bounced in her seat as she unscrewed the top on the lotion to get a good whiff, “My favorite. You remembered.” She looked up at him with adoring eyes.

“Of course. Keep digging,” Roy urged.

Courtney set the lotion and bubble bath aside, reaching into the bag and pulling out a rolled-up t-shirt. She shot Roy a skeptical look before opening the shirt to get a good look at it.

“A Destiny’s Child shirt,” Courtney turned it around, holding it up for everyone else to see.

“Yes, because you’ll need it for the concert-”

“CONCERT!?” Courtney screamed, scooting to the edge of her seat looking at Roy with huge eyes.

“Yep, my cousin Monica is a dancer on the tour and she hooked us up with some dope seats when they come here in September--” Roy said.

“Ahhh!” she screeched, hopping up out of her seat to show her mom, sister and grandparents what her boyfriend had gotten her (even though they saw the whole thing) and they smiled and gasped in excitement for Courtney. Roy slid into Courtney’s seat, glancing around the room, momentarily catching Adore’s eye and smirking. She smiled back sweetly, letting him have his little moment of glory.

“Omigod, thank you!” Courtney leaped into Roy’s lap, covering his face with kisses.

“You’re really happy? I figured like, jewelry or something...you know, it would be kind of predictable. But this is something we can do together.”

She pressed their foreheads together. “You’re the best boyfriend ever, and we’re going to have the most amazing summer.” Courtney wrapped her arms around Roy’s neck, whispering, “I love you so much…”

“I love you more. Even though you’ve been a real pain in the ass…”

“Hey!” Courtney exclaimed, pulling away, but Roy pulled her back, capturing her lips in a sweet, tender kiss, hands circling her waist.

Dela looked at Adore. “Are they always like this?” she asked quietly, wrinkling her nose.

Adore stuck her tongue out, nodding. “Always. Gross, huh?”

Dela nodded, then poked Courtney on the shoulder. “Hey, birthday princess…” she sang.

“Yeahhh?” Courtney lifted her head, leaning against Roy’s shoulder, slightly glassy-eyed.

“Want another present?”

“Yes!”

Dela handed her a shiny turquoise bag.

“Wait, you really got me a present?! But you came all the way here, you didn’t need to also buy me something!”

“Awww, I love you, and you’re so full of shit!” Dela laughed.

Courtney giggled.

She opened the turquoise bag and found it stuffed to the brim with glittery nail polishes, lip glosses, and a pair of super chic retro sunglasses, which she immediately tried on, pursing her lips in a model-esque pose.

“Gorgeous! See, I knew they were you!” Dela exclaimed.

“Aw, thank you Dela,” Courtney pulled her into a hug, “I've missed you so much.”

Courtney was about to get up, when Adore asked, “Time for one more?”

“I think we can manage that,” Courtney grinned.

“Here you go.” Adore handed Courtney a long, narrow box, wrapped in black glittery paper. The tag said “2005.” “I hope it satisfies your demands.”

Courtney giggled, remembering how she’d made Adore promise that her present would make everyone jealous. She unwrapped the box, opening the velvet lid slowly. Inside was a rose gold charm bracelet.

The first charm Courtney saw was a tiny little bow. She bit her lip, holding back tears, studying at all the other charms. There were some sweet ones that represented them and their friendship, like music notes and drama masks and a little heart, and then a bunch like the bow that seemed to go with the presents she’d gotten over the last two weeks...a tree, a roller coaster, tiny little crutches, a lollipop, a microphone, a hairbrush, a ladder, the British flag.

She laughed at the skull and crossbones, then touched the one beside it, looking up at Adore’s expectant face. “What’s this one?”

“The eternity symbol. Best friends forever.” Adore’s voice was soft.

Courtney lunged forward, wrapping her into a hug, tears dripping down her face, sobbing into her neck.

“So you like it?” Adore whispered teasingly into her hair, holding back tears of her own, trying to keep things light.

“It’s perfect.” Courtney pulled away, tears still falling. “Can you help me put it on?” she asked.

“It doesn’t match your other jewelry--”

“I don’t care,” Courtney sniffled, wiping her eyes with a gloved hand.

“Okay, then.” Adore took her wrist and fastened the bracelet.

Courtney hugged her again, clinging to her tightly.

“Come on, let’s finish dinner so we can dig into that ridiculous pink cake over there,” Adore murmured.

She slung an arm around Courtney’s waist and led her back to their table, glancing at Roy on the way, who had his eyes narrowed at her. She shrugged and grinned at him, feeling a little petty, but knowing her victory was bittersweet. She may have won this round, but he was still the boyfriend.

-

DAD: Hiya kiddo. Hope you’re having a blast. I hate to be a bummer but I’m not gonna make it tonight. I’m sure you’d rather spend the night with your friends anyway. Have a fantastic birthday, I love you loads, and I promise that Katya and I will take you out to dinner real soon to celebrate.

Courtney snapped her phone closed and put it down on the table, straightening out her skirt.

Roy put his hands on her shoulder. “Did he say when he’s--”

“He’s not coming,” Courtney said flatly, clearing her throat.

Adore swallowed, trying to think of something to say that would make her feel better, and coming up dreadfully short. She looked up into Courtney’s eyes, could see how crushed her best friend was, and knew that nothing she could do would fix it.

Courtney looked away from Adore’s sympathetic expression, those hazel eyes so full of concern that they’d make her burst into tears if she looked at them a second longer, took a deep breath and turned towards the dance floor, sighing. “Why are those lights out?”

“What lights?” Roy asked.

“Those!” Courtney pointed to a string of fairy lights that were out, near the dance floor.

“They probably came unplugged. I’ll go check.”

Courtney followed him over to the dance floor, looking around, tapping her foot. “Nobody is dancing. Tomas, can’t you play something more fun? Where’s the playlist I gave you?” She crossed her arms.

“Yeah, sure. I was just trying to keep it kind of chill while people finished dinner. We can kick things up.” The DJ winked at her and opened his laptop.

Darienne walked up and asked, “Hey, babe, do you still want to try and save some of the enchiladas, ‘cause they’re almost gone…”

“WHAT?! We were supposed to save a whole tray in the kitchen to bring to the shelter tomorrow! Who put it out?!” Courtney demanded.

“I don’t know, I’m sure it was an innocent--oh, no...”

“What?”

“It looks like you’re missing an earring,” Darienne said, touching her cheek softly.

“What?!” Courtney cried, panicking.

“Yeah, hold still, it’s probably just somewhere on your dress. Dela, come here, help me for a sec.”

Courtney stood, wringing her hands, as the two girls searched the folds of her skirt. “I can’t lose that earring, I borrowed it from my mom, it belonged to my great-grandmother, oh god, you have to find it, please hurry.” She began to whimper, covering her face, as Grandma Muriel approached.

“Why do you look so distressed, dear?”

“Grandma, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” she wailed, grasping the older woman’s hands. “I think I lost Nana’s earring, it must be around here somewhere but I don’t know if we can find it and--”

“Courtney, for heaven’s sake, get ahold of yourself.” Muriel shook her head, walking away.

“Just stop, it’s no use…” Courtney shook Dela off her skirt. “It’s too dark. We’ll never find it.”

“But maybe we can--”

“I said leave it!”

“Okay, sorry.” Dela exchanged a look with Darienne and backed off. “I’m gonna go get some more punch…”

“Uh, Court, I think one of the bulbs in that string burned out, they aren’t working,” Roy said.

“Ugh! Great!”

Suddenly, the cheerleaders stormed the dance floor as Missy Elliott’s “I’m Really Hot” began blasting.

Courtney nodded at Tomas, who winked, and then was pulled into a group of squealing girls by Laganja. That’s when she noticed the red flower on Alyssa’s dress. “Really, Alyssa? You of all people can’t follow a dress code?”

“Step off, Jenek.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m one of the few people here who doesn’t find your diva nonsense charming. I’m not the one. So step. Off. If you know what’s good for you.”

Some of the cheerleaders paused, taking notice of the two girls standing in the middle of the dance floor.

Bob's hand tightened around April’s as he tried to subtly nod in Alyssa and Courtney's direction.

“Five bucks on Alyssa,” he whispered, causing April to snort.

“You're terrible. Alyssa won't do anything but make her run extra laps at cheer practice or something. She's all talk,” April murmured, eyes watching the two girls.

“I don't know, Alyssa has about 20 pounds on Courtney. She could definitely take her.” Bob shrugged his shoulders, pulling April closer as he waited to see what would happen, April’s cheeks reddening.

After staring each other down, Courtney turned on her heel and flounced away, nearly bumping into her mother.

“Hey, love, did you want to do the cake now, or wait a little?” Karen said. “I think people are mostly done with dinner, so--”

“I don’t care!” Courtney snapped. “Whatever.”

“Well, it’s your party, Courtney, so I think you should--”

“Fine! Do it now! It’s not like it fucking matters, mom, it’s just a stupid cake!” Tears burned in her eyes.

Karen looked at her like she was debating whether to smack her across the face or give her a hug. After a few moments, she spoke in a quiet voice. “I’ll go get the candles.”

“Great.” Courtney bit her lip, holding back tears.

Roy took a step towards her. “Courtney, everyone is doing their best, okay? I mean, I know you’re upset about your dad, but that’s no reason to act like a bitch to everyone who’s here, who’s trying to--.”

Courtney narrowed her eyes at him, pushing him away. “This is not about my fucking dad, Roy!”

He rolled his eyes. “Okay, babe, whatever you say.”

“Go fuck yourself!” Courtney screeched, shoving him out of the way and storming off the dance floor.

Roy stood for a moment, helpless, knowing he’d done the wrong thing, as “1, 2 Step” began blaring over the speakers, the bass pumping, the dance floor filling up even more, suddenly feeling stifling.

“Good work, bro,” Adore said, thumping him on the shoulder.

“Fuck. I don’t know where she went…” He shook his head.

“I know where she went,” Adore assured him. “Maybe let’s not light any candles yet, though?”

Roy nodded.

-

Adore climbed the ladder, hoisting herself into the tree house and sitting cross-legged on the floor. “Hey.”

Courtney wiped some tears from her cheeks.

“Hi.” She was curled in the corner, in a beanbag chair. Her tiara was askew and her gown was wrinkled, the tulle bunched up around her like a glittery fuchsia cloud.

“Planning to hide in here for the rest of the night?”

Sniffling, Courtney shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Alright.” Adore shoved the second beanbag chair over to her and stretched out. “In that case, I’m sort of bummed I didn’t bring any snacks, but I guess we’ll live.”

Courtney giggled a little in spite of herself, then sniffled as her tears continued to fall.

“I know I’m being awful. Roy was right.”

“Yeah, well, Roy’s always right, isn’t he? That doesn’t mean he needed to say it.”

Courtney closed her eyes.

“I hate that I care this much. I feel like such a stupid fucking baby. But...it’s my first birthday without him, you know?”

Adore nodded, silently taking her hand.

“I just really thought he’d come. I really thought, even though things have been weird and everything, that when it came down to it, I’d still be able to count on him. That he still gave half a shit. I’m so dumb.” She shook her head, tears pouring down her cheeks.

Adore brushed the tears away gently with her fingers, whispering. “You’re not dumb.”

Courtney leaned on Adore’s shoulder. “I even had a song picked out for us to dance to.”

“What song?”

“You Are My Sunshine.”

“Dude. That is so cheesy.”

“I know! That’s the point!” Courtney laughed, fresh tears falling.

“Well...it’s his loss, because you are sunshine. And you’ve never looked prettier.”

Courtney smiled, knowing that she was, at the moment, a tear-stained mess. “Thank you for lying.”

Adore took the edge of a blanket and dried Courtney’s cheeks, then opened her handbag and pulled out a compact, eyeliner, and lip gloss. She got to work fixing Courtney’s makeup and within two minutes, leaned back, pleased with her work. “There,” Adore said, adjusting the tiara on her head, rearranging her blonde curls. “Beautiful.”

“You are, too,” Courtney said softly, gazing up at her.

Adore looked at Courtney and, for a moment, it was if she could really see her. Every insecurity, every desire. She took Courtney’s face in her hands and tilted her chin up. She leaned in slowly and brushed their lips together.

Courtney’s heart raced as she savored the sweet softness of Adore’s mouth. She gripped the tulle fabric of her skirt in her hands, and then before she could blink, the kiss was over and Adore was pulling away again, still looking at her but not in the same way. The walls were back up and it felt as if a chasm had opened up between them.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have--” Adore’s voice was hoarse and distant.

“No, it’s alr--”

“We should go back.”

“Okay.” Courtney felt like crying again, and she wasn’t sure why. She just followed Adore, out of the tree house and back to the party.

-

The good news was, the DJ had managed to keep the party going. It seemed like most people hadn’t even noticed that Courtney left, from how much fun they were having on the dance floor. Except Roy, of course, sitting at their table, sipping forlornly out of a pink sparkly cup.

She approached him, nervously biting her lip, adjusting her elbow-length gloves. “Hey.”

He looked up. “Hi.”

“I’m sorry. I know I’ve been a monster all day, and you’ve been really great, like you always are, just the best, and, and you were right, I was upset about my dad, and I’m just...I’m sorry.” Courtney pressed her lips together, trying to hold in her tears. “Please don’t be mad.”

Roy stood up and wrapped his arms around her.

“I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean to upset you. But like, this is a birthday party and you’ve been so stressed and irritated, and I just thought--”

“I know, I know.”

“This is probably a totally insane idea, but what if we...keep an open mind here, this is crazy, but...what if we try to have fun for the rest of the night?” He raised his eyebrows suggestively. “Huh...huh?”

Courtney laughed, pulling him in for another hug. “You’re so lame. I love you.”

“Me too, baby.”

“Do you wanna dance?”

Roy put his hand over his heart. “I would love to, but I don’t know that Spice Girls choreography.”

Courtney giggled and pulled him onto the dance floor. “Don’t taunt me, Del Rio, or I’ll make you learn. Dela’s leaving again Monday, and I think you’d be a really cute Sporty.”

“She is the butch one.”

“Good point. Maybe you should be Posh.”

Roy laughed and put his arms around her as the DJ switched to Usher and Alicia Keys singing “My Boo.” Courtney leaned her head on his shoulder, and sighed, glancing around the dance floor. She caught Adore’s eye and smiled at her. Adore raised a pink sparkly cup at her, holding her gaze for a long moment until Willam thumped her on the shoulder to get her attention back.

Courtney looked back at Roy, who flashed his dimples at her and kissed her softly. She felt a stab of guilt, remembering the other kiss she’d gotten that night. But, it didn’t mean anything, right? It was just a friendly kiss, her best friend trying to make her feel better.

She closed her eyes, insides twisting, stomach in knots. Because if she was really honest with herself, it wasn’t the kiss that she felt guilty about. It was that feeling, the moment Adore pulled away, of regret. She dug her fingers into Roy’s shoulders, and he held her tighter around the waist.

Suddenly, she couldn’t stop the tears and she was crying again. Roy cupped her face and kissed her cheeks. “What’s the matter, babe?”

Courtney shook her head.

“One of those ‘it’s my party, I’ll cry if I want to’ moments? Should I just leave it alone?” Roy asked.

Courtney nodded as Roy swiped a napkin from the dessert table and dried her eyes.

“Alright. Come here.” He pulled her close and she fell into his arms, unable to tear her eyes away from where Adore stood with Willam and Pearl, deep in thought.

Adore stirred her punch with a straw as she half-listened to whatever Willam was running his mouth about. She couldn’t believe that she had kissed Courtney, especially in the emotional state that the blonde had been in, but in that moment it had felt so right and that’s what made it all the more wrong.

Adore was a slave to her feelings, and it felt like the more she tried to run from them, the more intense and reckless they became when they caught up to her.

That’s the moment when the lights suddenly cut out and Karen wheeled in the giant birthday cake, decorated with a huge fuchsia bow, black and white stripes, and shiny silver stars. Everyone gathered around the birthday girl to sing, and Adore focused on the sparkler candles, glittering in the darkness.

Goosebumps rose on the back of her neck, the feeling of someone’s eyes on her pulling Adore from her thoughts.

Hazel eyes looked up to find bright green eyes staring back at her. Adore grew anxious, unable to interrupt the emotions behind Courtney’s piercing stare.

Adore wondered if she had fucked up and Courtney was mad at her or even worse, if Courtney knew Adore had feelings for her that she shouldn’t have.

Adore looked away, her chest growing tight as a million thoughts ran through her head.

Courtney continued to gaze at her best friend, unable to focus on the crowd, on her mother and everyone urging her to blow out the candles.

“Babe, make a wish…” Roy said, kissing her temple.

Courtney bit her lip, eyes falling closed as she blew out the candles, not daring to let herself form a coherent thought in that moment. Because if she did, she was afraid of what she might wish for. She opened her eyes back up, and everyone was cheering, while Kimmy began to slice up the cake.

Roy swept her up into his arms again while the lights turned back on and Tomas turned up the music, Beyoncé‘s “Baby Boy.”

Pearl handed a piece of cake to Adore, taking one for herself too. “Dude, let’s go ask the DJ to play ‘American Life.’”

“That song where Madonna raps about her household staff?” Willam asked skeptically.

“Yeah! It’s so good!”

“That’s fucking embarrassing, New Girl.”

“Adore, come on, back me up here! I mean, or ‘Hollywood’ is good too…” she mused.

“I think I’m gonna take off,” Adore murmured, setting her cup down and pulling her phone out of her back pocket, sending a text to Raja asking if she could get a ride so that they could hang out.

-

As the song finished, Courtney lifted her head from Roy’s shoulder, smiling at him. “Thank you,” she said, reaching up and touching his cheek with her gloved hand.

“Anytime,” he replied, flashing those killer dimples at her.

Courtney glanced over to where Adore had been standing, feeling an urge to clear the air, just to make sure everything was okay, but she was gone. She excused herself from Roy, leaving him with Darienne and Dela, and hurried over. To her dismay, Willam and Pearl both reported that they thought Adore had left, and so she tore through the backyard to Adore’s house, shouting her name, finding her leaning on the side of her garage.

Her pounding heart began to slow down as she caught her breath.

“Hi...sorry for yelling, I just…”

“No, it’s okay. Are you alright?” Adore asked.

“Yeah. Um…” Courtney licked her lips, adjusting her gloves awkwardly. “Willam said you left, and I just wanted to find you so I could...I wanted to say thank you. For...for the bracelet. And...everything.” Courtney took another step towards her, eyes soft and misty.

“You’re welcome. Happy birthday.” Adore’s own eyes still had the same inscrutable, slightly guarded expression they’d had earlier. But her smile was genuine.

Courtney wrapped her arms around Adore’s shoulders, burying her face into her friend’s neck and hugging her tightly.

“I love you, Dory.”

Adore closed her eyes, holding her close, trying not to be hyper-aware of the warm breath against her skin, the scent of her silky hair, the all too recent memory of the taste of her.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly. As if by some miracle, they were suddenly blinded by headlights as Raja’s car pulled into the driveway. Adore broke away from the hug, waving gratefully to her.

“Um, that’s my...I gotta go,” she told Courtney, who simply nodded. “Goodnight. The party was awesome. And I love you too!” She blew a kiss as she slipped into the car.

Raja tossed a cigarette out the window as she pulled out of the driveway.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“Glad you texted.”

“Me too. I had to get out of there.”

“Not into the quinceanera fantasy?” Raja laughed.

Adore shook her head. “Been a long day.”

“Stressful?”

Adore looked over to Raja, the streetlights illuminating her features.

“Yeah,” Adore said, voice only slightly above a whisper, eyes flickering to Raja’s lips.

Pulling up to the stop sign at the end of the street Raja put the car in park, turning to face Adore.

“Well, we all do it. Have a big princess-like party; if we don’t want it our mom’s ‘ll make us,” Raja said lowly, leaning on the armrest.

“Really?” Adore asked, leaning on towards Raja, “Did you?”

“Mhm,” Raja smirked, eyes flickering to Adore’s lips, “My ma made sure that I had an extraaaavagant birthday party. I had a big turquoise dress, my hair done up, the works.”

Adore let out a breathy giggle, “You don’t look the type.”

“No?” Raja raised her eyebrows, slightly tilting her head and Raja’s warm breath hitting Adore’s face made Adore notice that they were closer than she realized. Lips inches apart.

“No.”

“Maybe when we get to my place…” Raja placed a sweet kiss on Adore’s lips-- that had her chasing Raja’s lips as she pulled away, “I can show you some pictures.”

Raja smiled innocently, but Adore wouldn’t let her get away. She needed to forget what happened earlier; she needed to forget her mistake, the way nothing seemed to matter, but them in the tree house. Adore leaned over the armrest, pulling Raja back towards her, pressing her lips into Raja’s harder than the first kiss, desperate to erase the way Courtney’s lips felt against hers. Raja could do that, Raja could make her forget and when the older girl nipped at her lip, Adore let her in.

The position was awkward with the armrest pressed between them, but the feel of Raja’s hands on her, tugging her closer was worth it. Adore gripped at Raja’s jacket, when they broke for air, Raja leaving kisses along Adore’s jaw before Adore guided Raja’s lips back to hers.

Before the kiss could deepen again the girls were scared apart by a horn beeping behind them. They looked up, both startled, as a car sped around them, the driver tossing them the finger.

“Damn, bro, calm down,” Raja said, and Adore giggled, arms sliding back around her neck.

“Come back here…”

[goblin-wlw]

Types Of Girls: Goblin Hoard Edition Pt. 1

Gems - Looks gud in everything, makeup is perfect, laugh sounds like colored glass, will talk 4 hours about her passions, soft hands, shiny and colorful painted nails, isn’t afraid 2 fight u 2 the death, looks gud and kicks ur bum at the same time, makes a perfect wife

Knives - Dark jackets, leans against brick walls, deep eyes, can be soft when u get 2 kno her, likes loud music, will fight u, smirk will melt ur soul like chocolate, getting her 2 laugh makes u feel like a goddess, will go feral when she sees dog, makes a perfect wife

Crystals - Doesn’t wear makeup, has lots of raw crystals in room, health conscious, drinks lots of water, will worry about ur chakras, knows in her bones when u are sad, magic probably, has shiny rock hoard of her own, likes instrumental music, will remind u 2 breathe, makes a perfect wife

Smooth Rocks - Barefoot, impulsively squishes moss, wears shorts with pockets and puts rocks in them, will stop midsentence 2 look at bird, gets mud on clothes, walks in streams, luvs worms and snails, will catch and kiss frogs just because, dirt under fingernails, never lost, makes a perfect wife

Buttons - Smol, wears lots of DIY jewelry, handmakes presents 4 friends every holiday and sometimes just because, takes thrift store clothes and gives them personality, does hair different every day, very cute, uber huggable, will squeal when u pick them up, makes a perfect wife

Shells - Flip flops, tank tops, has sand all over room, has jar of cool rocks and shells and sea glass, always a little sunburned, smells like ocean, plays in tide pools, puts starfish back in water, goes 2 the aquarium when it’s cold outside, likes ice cream, worried about the sea turtles, makes a perfect wife

Beads - Has lots of jars with color-coded things in them, p much lives at craft store, probably a cat person, has an Etsy, wears hairclips she made herself, colored streaks in hair, messy room but clean workspace, starts lots of projects that she doesn’t always finish, makes a perfect wife

Dice - Always has notebook or sketchbook, lives in fantasy world, has more dice than she knows what 2 do with, quiet but if u ask questions about her stories she will talk 4 the rest of forever, doesn’t want 2 bug people, very creative, sees the world different, makes a perfect wife

Costume Jewelry - Outgoing, probably in drama, lots of friends and luvs them all, will remember ur birthday but forget the homework, listens exclusively 2 musical numbers, beautiful voice, will always compliment ur outfit, makes u feel gud about ur self, bright smile, makes a perfect wife

Flowers - So soft, wears flowers in hair, will cuddle anytime, makes a perfect little spoon, soft kisses, happy laughs, listens 2 cute music, will shock u when she swears 4 the first time, emotional and not afraid 2 express her feelings, feels like she’s made of watercolors, makes a perfect wife

Broken Glass - Messiest room ever, knows where everything is no matter what, always a little late, takes lots of pictures of everything, always has backpack, hoards everything she finds on ground, KonMari method is not helpful because everything sparks joy, might forget ur name but means well, makes a perfect wife

Plastic Animals - Still rocks light up Sketchers, cartoon t-shirts, has Pokemon cards, likes dinosaurs, still has LPS toys and remembers all their names, lots of stuffed animals, is a gud babysitter but probably also needs babysitter, still luvs Scholastic book fairs, has lots of badly painted plastic animals and dinos, makes a perfect wife

Bones - Dark makeup, goth, wears dark clothes, not afraid 2 swear, listens 2 rock n roll, rocks a choker, sees the world 4 it’s imperfect reality, nihilist, but probably a surprisingly optimistic nihilist, is actually very sweet and kind, has sharp edges and that’s ok, makes a perfect wife

Keys - Wears flannel over t-shirts, denim shorts, always on a roadtrip, wants 2 run in 2 the woods and become a cryptid, knows all cryptids by heart, swears she’s seen bigfoot, willing 2 believe in the impossible, probably an alien or a faerie and that is very neat of them, makes a perfect wife

Coins - Surprise!!! Coins is all other girls!!1 Because there r 2 many 2 list and they’re all wonderful!!! Different and unique no matter where u go!!! See 1 on the street and get very excited!!! Always a happy thing 2 find!!! Makes a perfect wife!!!! I luv u all!!!

[ultralazycreatorfan]

Kotlc Fashion Headcanons

Sophie Foster refuses to wear anything that is not practical unless it is to a very fancy/formal event.

- Though even then sometimes she’ll wear something that you’d typically see a boy wearing (often she borrows fancier clothes from Keefe or Dex).

- Yet on those rare occasions where she is in an unpractical dress, she normally has an amazing taste.  It makes Biana very proud and Linh turn way too pink.

- A lot of her wardrobe consists of warmer colors (browns, dull reds, copper), however there are a few cooler colors mixed in (army greens, darker blues, white)

- Her two favorite items of clothing? Army green pants that she can do hard work in and a multicolored jacket literally covered in pockets (it was a gift from Linh as a joke)

                                     This ended up being really long...

- Dex’s style goes one of two ways.

- Way one is very feminine.

- He has borrowed from Biana quite a few times.

- He normally goes for this style when he’s feeling confident.

- When he isn’t confident, the other way of fashion for him is just very covered.  He has days where he isn’t as happy with his body and that’s okay.

- Doesn’t mean he looks any less good though to quote Keefe.

- Long sleeves, baggy pants, often times the shirt is thicker and sometimes even a turtleneck.

- He loves the color blue (there are tons of different shades of it all over his closet) and brown.

- His two favorite clothing articles consist of a loose dark pink tank top practically stolen from Biana and a dark blue turtleneck.

- Biana... is everything.

- But somehow is always looking good and iconic.

- One thing in common with most of her wardrobe? The color purple.

- She has anything and everything you could want in a closet, and she makes a point to wear all of it.  Turtlenecks, loose tank tops, over the top dresses, you name it she probably has it and has worn it.

- In the past she’s loved girly things, and for the most part she still does, but like Sophie she is beginning to fall in love with practicality.

- Overtime her dresses have morphed into pants and shirts.

- She also has a few clothes she’s fixed up herself.

- Once her favorite pair of pants ripped while she was playing basequest and she patched it up and found a new talent.

- A short, flowy ice blue dress and that patched up, ripped pair of purple pants continues to be her favorite pieces of clothing she has to this day.

- Keefe’s fashion when he dresses to get approval from his father =

- Deep reds. Nice tucked in tunics.  Blacks.  Pants with a nice belt even if it isn’t needed.  Golds.  Fancy shoes.

- Keefe’s fashion when he dresses to get approval from himself =

- So many colors!  Eh the shirt doesn’t have to be tucked in.  Why use a belt if you don’t need it?...  Shoes that he can run in!

- He’s a bit messy and uncaring about his clothes as long as they’re clothes.

- A lot of the time he has to take one of the more fancier things in his wardrobe (I mean, just about everything is fancier than the average elf would have, but you know what I mean) and wear it in his own way/with his own style.

- There are quite a few times where he’ll leave the house looking nice, but the second he has a minute to change he will do so.

- His favorite articles of clothing are this massive, thick, ripped winter cape that honestly feels like a giant blanket and his light up shoes Dex made (think of Sketchers).

- Fitz often times prefers fancier things.

- While he is growing out of it a bit, he isn’t quite like his sister.

- Yes, practicality is definitely needed, but he loves his fanciness.  Also he doesn’t like to wear dresses, so he already has pants.

- His wardrobe is very cool in the color zone.  Plus lots of golden things.

- Somehow he doesn’t look stuck up though.

- Or overdressed.

- Most of the time.

- He’ll never admit the fact that he actually does really care about what he wears.

- And while he does like nice things, he does still have a few things that aren’t quite as nice.

- All of which are somehow ripped somewhere.  And yes, Biana has offered to patch them.

- Fitz’s favorite articles of clothing are his gold and blue tunic (it makes his eyes pop) and rainbow socks with holes where the toes should go.  They are his lucky socks.

- Linh has an amazing fashion sense

- A lot of what she wears is cool colors and/or pastels (lavender is a big one)

- She loves anything from flowy dresses to simple tunics with some pants.

- Her shoes are also all over the place.  Heels to boots.

-  Linh’s outfits are more on the simple side however.  Yes, they look stunning (because she herself is stunning) but they are extraordinarily simple.

- Anything she puts on has Sophie floored.

- Linh loves her lavender jacket Sophie and Biana made her and one of the only ‘emo’ clothes in her closet: one of Tam’s old shirts with black and white stripes.

- Tam will wear anything dark.  Dark grey, black, dark blues, purples, greens.  He just isn’t a huge fan of tons of color.  Unless it’s, like, pink or white, it must be dark.

- Speaking of pink he stole Linh’s light pink sweater and hasn’t since given it back.

- However he does not wear lighter colors in public unless it’s white because it’s white.

- It’s not that he’s necessarily embarrassed about it, he just isn’t ready to show that side of him physically.

- He LOVES boots.  Especially if they have a heel.  And straps.  Oh girl, he’d kill for those.

- A lot of his clothes are thick.  This is not because he is cold.  He just likes the way it looks more.

- He loves the boots Keefe bought him and a pair of pants that Biana and Linh made him that are patched from the thighs to the ankles.  All the patches were hand painted by Linh.

- Marella does not care what she wears much like Keefe, only with less care.

- “Seriously, why do clothes have to match?  Can’t I just wear something that covers me where I need to be covered and call it good?  Be grateful I’m going this far.”

- There are times when she looks like a train wreck and times when she looks like she could win a pageant.

- Either way she is always ready to kick ass and take names. Because she is.

- If she cannot move in those clothes she might as well just decide to be butt naked.

- Quite a few of her tunics seem to be red or have the color red included with them.

- None of her clothes look like her friends. Sophie once picked up a shoe off the ground and immediately knew who it belonged to.

- Somehow Marella is kind of good at either keeping her clothes really clean, or getting them really dirty. There is no inbetween here.

- Favorite articles of clothing? Maybe a cropped tunic with one red sleeve and one grey sleeve and a simple dark blood red tunic.

[lirulii]

It’s time for Good Ole hcs

The week has been such a Todhunter Moon Week i’m loving it

So some wild Sep+Tod apprenticeship headcanons because they’re amazing:

-Every apprenticeship in the Castle has an infamous nickname- For example, Sep and Marcia’s was called ‘The Rekindler’ or ‘The Fyre Apprenticeship’

-With Sep and Tod, however, due to the entire Ancient Ways re-discoveries, the nickname is ‘Nova Terra’ or ‘Nova Mundo’ depending on who you ask

-in the Pathfinder village it’s known as New Geo because the kids try to be cool amirite

-Chicken soup is the last, but very needed, resort when it comes to food courtesy of the blessed @geekyzelda and her stories

-They’re both ridiculously over and under qualified to attend those stuffy formal balls and meetings

-Don’t lie to me they try to see how many pastries they can fit in Tod’s bag

-Tod stays in the Junior ((and later Senior)) Girl’s Dormitories but sometimes she stays up in the Pyramid Library too long and crashes in Sep’s couch

-I know you were expecting angst but the REAL reason why Tod doesn’t sleep in the Apprentice Room like Sep did with Marcia is because while Sep was showing some new apprentices his rooms one of them was fooling around and blew the room up

-Their running joke for procrastination is “OH I/we were repairing the room”

-Sep founds an international Apprentice system with other countries,yet it’s secretly more for him to learn from higher up leaders because his self esteem is on the floor his first couple years as EOW

-CANONICALLY Angie has stated in two different cases that Sep gave Tod a silver version of the Flyte Charm and a star Charm with a silver dot 

-They’re both good in different ways s obs,,,

-Tod makes her month rotation in the Manuscriptorium when she’s 16

-She works as a scribe/Charm organizer but snuck down several times to look at the Historic Way archives with Oskar when she was supposed to be on-duty

-Sep also hands her off to Marwick, Sam, and sometimes Benhira Benhara for 3 weeks Traveling the Ways annually, starting in her 3rd year

-Literally anyone: Extraordinary we need you for a task

Sep, already heading away: call up my apprentice she can do it

Tod, in the middle of a midterm exam, 21 floors above: *looks into the camera like the office*

-The real reason why Sep makes her do that is to teach her responsibility and to not make her as reckless. Works a SOLID 75% percent of the time. Tod is already pretty responsible yet her biggest flaw is that she sees her Apprenticeship as only Magyk and no real-life situations

-The Castle harbors a small half-dislike for her initially due to all the events of Sandrider, and it takes her longer than Sep to earn her people’s respect

-He’s very open and will take his gosh longest to comfort Tod through her adolescence, from picking out dresses to the tangle that is feelings

-Sep picks up on her changes faster than Dan sometimes, which sends him through the roof with jealousy

-They also share a lot of sadness together, though-although Sep can’t relate with the immigrant situation he does remember how hard it was for him to cope with a missing family- Also helps with her PTSD moments ((specifically her Kraan nightmares which she continues to have until her young adulthood))

-Ancient Pathfinder language is a mix of German, Spanish, and Portuguese and in exchange for teaching Sep those Tod learns more about Ancient Scriptures

-There’s different types of green eyes- Sep’s are more Chrysoberyl while Tod’s are bright peridot ((because she’s so young)), but as she matures they become a nice lemon green with some teal undertone

-Tod in pristine robes, year one: h-hello Septimus I am ready for the lesson this afternoon

-Tod again, 19 this time, at 4 am, rolling up with her night clothes on and glow-in-the-dark sunglasses: whaddup hey there’s a cryptid in my room also I learned how to ride a unicycle with only Magyk

-Sep, taking off his own neon sunglasses: holy shit I taught you well

-One day Tod mentions meeting a certain Syrah Syara while doing an errand in the Port and Sep can’t meet her eyes for the next two days

-Sep eventually gets back on good friends terms with Rose again, only because Tod insists on taking extra lessons in Charms 

-In order to gain more knowledge about foreign Magyk, Sep teaches Tod how to use the Flyte Charm, while Tod teaches him how to Navigate the Ways and also breathe Underwater ((with the help of an Air Bubble Charm ofc))

-This results in her slamming into the Palace Walls and Sep nearly drowning- thrice

-From Tod’s 4th year onward they both gradually begin growing out their hair- to the  point where Sep rivals Rose in hair length 

-You: Marcia has light up sketchers

Me, the THM intellectual: Sep and Tod have sparkly heelies

-Tod later teams up with Oskar for the Sled race and Sep and Beetle are proud parents(tm)

-They actually dominate the race track until they get DESTROYED by Queen Jenna, who gets the right to race in Tod’ s senior year 

-It is customary to the EOW to give their Apprentice something in their initiation, but it’s also custom for the Apprentice to give their Teacher something back on their Departure Ball

-She gets them matching bronze rings inlaid with lapis with the words ‘Find a Way’ and Sep cries

-Septimus visits the PathFinder village for more business reasons and he’s honestly so honored like good Christ

-He’s great at fishing but is crap at rowing

-he fell out of his boat twice and tod never let him live it down

-In her junior year, Septimus starts prepping Tod for the Darke exam

-The training goes a little too well and her knowledge in Darke and Hidden Spells increases after her Darke Week, not quite on par with Sep but still making her a more feared

-The first time Tod sees the ghost of Cassi is when she turns 22

-Sep still picks Tod up from literally aNYWHERE with Spit Fyre, whether it be the next block or across an ocean

-If he can’t make it, Jenna makes it on the Dragon Boat

-Other people: Ms. Alice!! Your Teacher is so cool,,,, he’s so imposing and confident,,, he has a dragon,,he’s so cute,,

Tod, having seen Sep cry over the fact that snakes don’t have arms, fallen on his face while dancing with another countries' Princess, and made a rug out of Spit Fyre’s scales: um,,,sure Joanna,,, whatever you say,,,

-When she becomes older (18-19) Tod begins to mimic Sep’s original personality in THM- cold, formal, and cunning

-Sep begins to fear and after some arguments quickly snaps her out of it

-When she graduates from her Apprenticeship Sep names her the Head of the new International Magyk Relations branch of the Wiz- she spents her first two years basically travelling around, hardly seeing her friends, family, or her teacher

-Seps Title is ‘Extraordinary High Grace Septimus Heap’ and when he jokingly says Tod should get one as well, he suggests ‘Shining Lady Diana‘, based on her middle name

-HOWEVER, After finding a Lady bearing the same name, with an unfortunate fate, in the Ancient Archive, Tod decides to change it to ‘Shining Lady Moon’, based on one of her last names. To the irony of everyone, it sticks with her for the rest of her life.

That’s all I got for now ;D

[spin-me-a-tapestry]

85 question game

rules: answer these 85 statements and tag twenty people

tagged by @dasfreefree

the last

drink: water

phone call: a work call lol

text message: (to my friendo kelsey) “aahhhh omg i totally forgot lolol ill do it tonighy”

song you listened to: Do I Wanna Know? by The Arctic Monkeys

time you cried: *katya voice* i havent felt emotion since the accident (jk it was yesterday lolol)

dated someone twice: never lolol

kissed someone and regretted it: back in junior year of high school when i had to kiss someone on stage for the musical lolol

been cheated on: never

lost someone special: i guess when my grandma died which was 3 years ago now

been depressed: right now lololol

gotten drunk and thrown up: back in junior year of college i did a performance art piece for one of my classes where i filmed myself taking a shot of vodka roughly every minute for a half hour (i ended up consuming like 19 shots)

three favourite colours

baby blue

forest green

baby pink

in the last year have you

made new friends: hhmmmm idk??  ive def met new people

fallen out of love: idt ive ever been in love so uuhh no

laughed until you cried: prob this past weekend

found out someone was talking about you: idk im always paranoid about other people talking about me tho

met someone who changed you: not really

found out who your friends are: i guess??

kissed someone on your facebook list: nope

general

how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life? basically everyone

do you have any pets? yep! a kitty

do you want to change your name? not really, i cant really picture myself with any other name tbh

what did you do for your last birthday? my friend took me out to brickwall tavern and i had a really good chicken pot pie

what time did you wake up? for work i have to get up at like 6 or 6:30 but when im not working it depends on how late i stayed up the previous night lolol

what were you doing at midnight last night? sleeping

name something you can’t wait for: to move the fuck ooouuutttt and also to have enough money to go on a trip somewhere ive been dying to travel

when was the last time you saw your mum: last night cause uuhhh i live at home still :’)

what are you listening to right now? the sound of my own typing

have you ever talked to a person named tom? yeh!!  i was friends with a guy named tom in college and we had a lot of studio classes together but i havent talked to him in a while

something that is getting on your nerves: work related things

most visited website: its between tumblr youtube and facebook i kinda just check those three on an endless loop all the time

hair colour: blonde but im trying to grow the color out so my natural colors coming through (its like a light brown)

long or short hair: suuuuuuuper long i havent gotten a haircut in like a year

do you have a crush on someone? yeh sort of

what do you like about yourself? im smart and funny and actually have some common sense B) B) B)

piercings: just one on each ear

blood type: omg i used to know this and i forgot but i think im AB something

nickname: ernie B)

zodiac: capricorn

pronouns: she/her

favourite tv show(s): Rupauls Drag Race, Steven Universe, Legion, Chewing Gum, Bob’s Burgers, Louie, Black Mirror, Face Off

tattoos: none but i want one sooo baaaddd

right or left handed: left!

surgery: got my wisdom teeth removed and got a mole excised but thats it

sport: played basketball for 2 weeks in the 1st grade lololol

vacation: last time i went on a legit vacation was last year to Cape Cod with the fam

pair of trainers: sketchers B)

more general

eating: nothing right now but i just had a panera sandwich & chips & a cookie for lunch

drinking: water

i’m about to: avoid doing more work for the next like 10 minutes

waiting for: this day to be over so i can go home and sleep

want: to go to the beach again before summers over but the weathers been so crappy

get married: i honestly dont want to???  like if i settle down with someone and they wanna get married i would but if they didnt id be cool with that too

career: just trying to make money and pay my bills tbh i havent done what i actually enjoy doing (art) in months

which is better?

hugs or kisses: ive never been kissed before but i think id enjoy kisses more tbh

lips or eyes: waahhh this is a hard one!!!  uuhhhh eyes

shorter or taller: taller

older or younger: older or same age

nice arms or nice stomach: both please (but nice arms is always gud)

hookup or relationship: relationship!

troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant but its my secret fantasy to be a troublemaker rebel lil shit who doesnt care about anything and like has millions of piercings and a shaved head and wears leather jackets all the time u feel me

have you ever

kissed a stranger: nope!

drank hard liquor: thats literally all i drink lolol

lose glasses/contact lenses: i lost my glasses multiple times as a child my parents were not happy with me

turned someone down: yeah a few times and i honestly regret it but im such a nervous anxiety-ridden lil shit its a vicious cycle

sex on the first date: prob not i would get nervous just kissing someone on the first date

had your heart broken: oh yeah

been arrested: nope!  just pulled over a couple times

cried when someone died: yes

fallen for a friend: hehehehehehehehehehehehehe

do you believe in

yourself: recently not really but im trying

miracles: not really??  its nice to think that miracles do happen but im not spiritual/religious enough to fully believe in them

love at first sight: hell no its a lie

santa claus: i mean who else gives me sick presents certainly not my parents who eerily have the same exact handwriting as santa claus

kiss on the first date: never been kissed never kissed anyone so no

angels: idk about this one cause i like to think that somehow family members who have died are looking out for me???  but again my atheist ass finds it hard to believe

other

eye colour: green!

favourite movie: u cant ask me this do u know how many movies ive seen i cant even count all my fave movies on both my hands

idfk who else to tag cause all the people i know have already been tagged so if u see this and u follow me DO IT IF U HAVENT ALREADY DONE IT!!!!!!!