#and shes right i should have looked away it was a very tough watch 😭

[scalpelsister]

underrated Neve & protectiveness moment is def the scene where you're infultrating the venatori ritual in Arlathan and she tells you not to look at the Halla being sacrificed. The gentleness in her voice as she urges you not to look and keep walking because she doesn't want you to have to see that.... 🥺

[muwapsturniolo]

✯Matt dating a black girl✯

-he doesn’t know how he pulled you fr but he’s very happy he did

-if you’re rowdy (like me fr) he gets stressed.

-I’m talking deep sighs and rubbing over his face in frustration

-“bitches can’t say excuse me?”

-“y/n please don’t start.”

-“you saying that makes me want to start”

-when he gets in his lil moods (tough guy) yall bud heads

-“Matt who are you talking to cause I know damn well it’s not me!”

-hears your tone and apologizes (it’s the same tone our mommas use when we talk back💀)

-for my soft black girlies, you always have him giggling like a lil girl

-“you so handsome, I just wanna smother you in kisses!”

-if he catches an attitude with you and you gets upset, he’s on his knees saying sorry.

-if you got ass, he can’t handle the twerking😭 his head actually moves in circles and his eyes are WIDE!!!

-sexxy redd comes on at a party and you start dancing, this man starts blushing and everyone tells him he can’t handle you (he can)

-he loves when you sit on his lap. Chairs are available? He does not give af, SIT ON HIS LAP!!!

-if you got titties, his eyes won’t stay off of em. You could be wearing a regular tshirt and he gonna be like 👀

-“Matt stop looking at my boobs I’m literally in my wash day tshirt”

-“don’t care, I’m not arguing with a girl who has big boobs!”

-speaking of wash day

-this man loves watching the process

-keeps asking questions like a lil kid

-“what’s this for? Why do you need to many creams and oils? Does that hurt? WHY IS SO MUCH HAIR COMING OUT!?”

-“stop talking to me because my hair isn’t acting right and I’m two seconds away from crying and hitting myself with this brush.”

-wants to help but chooses not too, afraid he will put the wrong creme in the wrong order

-he loves going to the beauty supply because the aunties fawn over him.

-“hey Matt baby! Our girl treating you right?”

-“hi auntie Yolanda. She is, but she got mad because I didn’t get her candy she wanted.”

-“y/n if you don’t leave this boy alone!”

-“I didn’t even do anything!”

-buys all your stuff with no problem!

-“you always smell like pancakes and syrup.”

-goes feral over your shea butter, coco butter, vanilla, brown sugar scent.

-I’m talking he wants to be all over you and possibly have sex anywhere.

-“Matt we are in the car going to my parents house!”

-“Please? I’ll be quick.”

-he doesn’t not understand time! If you don’t know what I mean, let me explain.

-“shouldn’t we be leaving now? It starts at 5.”

-“no. 5 means you will be helping set up. We need to be there at 6:15.”

-blinks at you in confusion but nods anyway.

-if you not that close to your fam he gets confused as to why

-“don’t you think you should talk to them? That argument happened two years ago?”

-“and I’ll still swing at thanksgiving dinner!”

-loves eating at your parents house but thinks everything is supper spicy.

-“Matt it’s literally just seasoning salt?¿”

-“are you sure?”

-lowkey gets mouthy with your family on accident but he apologizes when your mom gives him, the look (yall know what im talking about)

-At the cook out he’s gets roped in to grilling.

-mf suddenly has a towel over his shoulder and joking with your uncles.

-he does sum that makes you and your fam look at him oddly.

-“Gon head and sit at the kids table baby.”

That’s all I can think of💀 hope yall enjoy

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[vamphrrr]

Hi!! i loved your tough love fanfic of clarisse! so i decided to ask if you can make a clarisse la rue , (aphrodite child) reader, but she’s not some normal teenager… she’s a princess if you get what im saying??? lets say that aphrodite dated a princess and had a child with him before she left, and so that’s where reader grew up, no one knew that the reader was a princess u til she told clarisse, she was really worried clarisse was gonna hate her but clarisse is like “Woah me mad at you? no way” and clarisse supports her! (Including some kissing, flirting, it would be super nice if the reader was shorter the clarisse probably up to her chest like in the tough love fanfic!)

notes ; omgggg this is so cute!! i’m so glad u liked my last fic i was nervous about posting 😭. also i’ll be making clarisse call reader princess too now knowing SHE IS ONE! they’re already dating in this. i used the same banner bc i’m too lazy to create new ones based on plot LMAO. i wrote this so soon but sometimes if anyone requests it might take me a couple of days bc of school and stuff! think i went a little overboard with this one. i should probably start counting how much i write lol.

%% are you mad?

in which your super attractive girlfriend finds out the secret you’ve been hiding from her for so long. also, she accidentally meets your dad.

— clarisse la rue x f!aphrodite!reader

warnings ; reader has doubts, tall & buff clarisse / short reader (again), flirty!clarisse flirty!clarisse, a little angst?, kissing, two swear words, flustered reader (oh how the turned tables), ooc clarisse? (i’m never sure if i write her right), one suggestive thought in the first paragraph (nothing happened tho!). a little too much background i think… too much father, did my daddy issues come out? made reader’s dad a king bc plot reasons, maybe more emotional than requested srry😭

You couldn’t believe you were doing this. Sneaking off from your girlfriend’s warm bed in the middle of the night. For a minute, you wondered how’d that look to anyone watching. A girl hastily running from a cabin that she very obviously did not belong in, a long shirt —it was Clarisse’s— accompanied by small shorts, (which were not visible might you add). Oh and how could you forget, you were barefoot. Who’s bright idea was that? Oh, yeah, yours. Why?

Gods were you cold. Should’ve brought a jacket, you thought.

The bottom of your feet hurt, stepping on rocks and sticks and who knows what else would do that to you. Next time, you would definitely bring hiking boots or something. And a jacket. In the forest, you were far away from anybody that might disturb you. Pulling Clarisse’s shirt up until your shorts were visible, you dug your hand inside the pocket, meeting with a drachma. You approached the round well, splashing water mist being met with sunlight from below, creating a rainbow.

How? It was the middle of the night. Why was the sun inside? You decided not to think about it.

This well was old, dirty from not being used much. See, not many people knew about it. Apparently, it was for those that needed to talk to somebody reallyyyy privately, that’s why it was hidden in the forest, only appearing at night. You weren’t sure how that worked, but you stumbled upon it a couple of years back when you were being chased by wood nymphs for being out at night. They found you, obviously. Punishment was not escapable and you ended up having to clean the stables the day after you got your nails done. Yuck.

Now here you were again, this being the only place where you could speak to your father without anyone finding you. It’s not that you were embarrassed of him per say, it was that you really didn’t want anyone to know that you were a royal. I mean, how ironic was that? A daughter of Aphrodite, a Princess? Forget it. You’d get made fun of for the rest of your life. You especially didn’t want Clarisse to know. She was your girlfriend yes, and this was something very important that you needed to tell her about, but you weren’t sure how’d she react. You knew she wouldn’t make fun of you like others would, but you didn’t know if dating a literal Princess was too much of a deal breaker for her.

Being with a royal was too stressful, there was so much that they’d get criticized for and so little people that they’d be accepted by. Your dad was a King with many past lovers, Aphrodite included. The people loved her, I mean, who wouldn’t? But then she was gone, disappearing the same night she gave birth to you. Your dad knew of her, of this. He knew she’d be gone by the time the sun rose. Yet, he did nothing. Who was he, than just a mortal man? He could not stop a goddess from leaving.

He got with others after that, your dad had a lot of love to give. Maybe that was something that attracted your mother to him. Public lovers were not taken well, the people respected the King, sure, they just didn’t respect his partners. Constant judging, constant eyes following their every move, constant hatred being thrown, constant stress on their shoulders. In the end, they could never take it. Running away or completely disappearing seemed to be something they all had in common. Your father had to give up on love, small secret romances blossomed for a while, but never enough for it to go public.

That is why you were so scared to tell Clarisse of your status. She was smart, she’d realize being with you would not be worth the hassle. She’d leave you just like everyone else left your father. Clarisse was the love of your life, you don’t think you’d be able to handle it if she left.

You threw the drachma in, calling for the rainbow goddess to let you see your father.

“Dad,” you said, once the back of his head was visible.

He jumped, turning around. “Oh! My dearest daughter, you scared me.” He laughed a bit, looking at you with such soft eyes it almost made you cry. “Why are you Iris messaging me at this hour? Isn’t it time for you to be resting?”

You swallowed, a sudden knot appearing in your throat. “I just needed someone to talk to.” Playing with the ring around your finger that Clarisse gave you for your one year anniversary, you choked out. “I have this amazing girlfriend, she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me here at camp and—” You stopped talking, taking a small breath, not noticing the familiar figure of Clarisse standing a couple of feet behind you. “—and I’m scared to tell her that I’m not who she thinks I am. That I’m not this girl that just so happens to be a daughter of Aphrodite. I love her so much and I want to tell her about you. I want to bring her to you in person because I want the two people I love the most to meet. But how do I do that when I haven’t even told her I’m a Princess and that the only way you two could meet is if I took her to our royal palace?”

Your father widened his eyes, not expecting his little girl to burst out her feelings just like that. He sighed, glancing behind your shoulder. “If this girl you love so much really loves you like you do her, she wouldn’t care about your status.” Staring at who he assumed was your girlfriend behind you, he continued. “She wouldn’t care that you hid this from her. Instead, she’d try to see it from your point of view.” Moving his eyes away from Clarisse, he looked at you, eyes squinting in light mischief. “You should tell her, she’ll understand. I love you.” Is all he said, before he was gone.

You’re left staring at a rainbow, your dad nowhere in sight. Suddenly, a branch broke from behind you. Turning around quickly, heart beating rapidly, you’re met with the eyes of your girlfriend. You immediately let out a gasp, not knowing she was there.

Clarisse speaks up. “You’re a Princess?”

You felt your mouth dry up. With wide eyes, you respond. “Please don’t hate me! I didn’t know how to tell you!” Walking closer to her, you reached your hands out, grabbing one of her own with both of yours. “Please, you have to understand. I didn’t want this to ruin us.”

She stayed silent.

Silence was haunting, especially coming from Clarisse, someone who was always provoking people and boasting loudly everywhere. You gulped, with lips shaking you asked, “A-are you mad?”

She lets out a huff. Was something funny? Was she annoyed? Angry? Did she not care at all? Those were the questions running through your mind. You’d find out the answers soon enough.

“Woah,” she shook her head, letting you see the slight amused smile on her face. “Me? Mad at you? No fucking way.” She reached her free hand towards your face, moving away the strand of hair that fell slightly over your eye. “It just… surprised me s’ all.”

You let out a breath, relaxing and putting your head against her chest. “Thank the gods, I thought you were going to break up with me or something.”

Reaching out again, she placed her forefinger below your chin, raising your head to meet her eyes. “How could I ever break up with someone so beautiful?” She leaned down, your lips grazing against each other’s. “Why would I leave when I can now be your knight in shining armor?” Closing the distance, your eyes fluttered shut. Butterflies were in your stomach just like the first time you two ever kissed. Without your lips separating, she put one arm around your waist, the other grabbing below your thighs, hoisting you up.

“Ah!” you screamed, separating your lips, not expecting it.

Clarisse smirked, seeing you get flustered. “You don’t have any shoes on.” You pouted, putting your arms around her neck so you wouldn’t fall while she walked back (not that she would let you fall off in the first place). “Didn’t think I’d notice, did you, princess?” Teasingly, she used the pet name, now knowing how much truth was behind it.

You whined, pressing your face against her neck. “You’re so unfair. I’m supposed to be the one flustering you.”

“Awe, the princess is mad,” she cooed, letting her lips touch the tip of your ear. “You want me to get on one knee and apologize?”

Clarisse laughed when you let out a loud groan, hitting her lightly on the chest. Smiling, she knew the only way she’d ever leave you was if she was six feet under. And even then, she’d find a way to get back to the land of the living just to be by your side.

The only things heard in the dead of night were the grasshoppers, chirping their little melodies into the darkness. That was until you muttered sleepily, letting out a yawn. “I love you.”

Clarisse repeated after you. “I love you.” Feeling your eyes fluttered close, she followed it with an almost silent “goodnight.”

Now that you were asleep, she felt panic slowly rise, steps quickening to reach the Ares cabin faster. She could only think about two things now.

Holy shit, she’s a Princess. Oh my gods, I met her dad.

[d8nielaa]

Hi <3 prepare for an elaborately specific req

I was wondering if I could request a Darry x reader? Something with reader having a strained relationship with her parents & Darry finds her somewhere, idk, just sitting alone with this haunted look in her eyes. They've never raised a hand to her but it's just like. Emotional abuse kinda. Not really but let's say they just don't really see her as a person when she's upset, if that makes sense. "Stop fake crying" but also "We'll talk about this when you calm down" yadayada that type of jazz.

Bonus points if she's a master of acting like everything's chill, but it's extra scary when she's like this (maybe the first time he sees her like this :^), not even trying to pretend she's fine

I apologize for how specific this is 😭😭 feel free not to write it <3 I love all your stuff anyways, have a lovely day

-S

Author's Note: the specificness makes me very happy anon

A lot can happen behind closed doors

Darrel Curtis x fem!reader

It was rare for Darry to find someone sitting alone at this hour. Usually, the streets of Tulsa were bustling with people on their way to who-knows-where, but tonight, everything seemed still—too still. Maybe it was the way the night hung in the air, thick with an unexpected kind of silence, or maybe it was the flicker of streetlight casting long shadows on the pavement.

Darry was on his usual late-night drive, keeping an eye on his brothers, keeping an eye on everything. He had passed by the park, but something tugged at him, pulling him back. It wasn’t like him to get caught up in something that didn’t immediately matter. But tonight… tonight felt different.

The figure on the bench looked out of place. The way they sat—so still, so unnatural—was a sharp contrast to the usual carefree teenagers that roamed the park this time of night.

He parked his truck across the street, eyes narrowing in concern as he watched. It didn’t take long for him to recognize you, the way your posture seemed weighted by something heavy, something that didn’t quite belong in a world where everyone around you expected you to smile.

Slowly, Darry stepped out of the truck and crossed the street, his boots crunching against the gravel. As he approached, the eerie quiet of the night made him hesitate. He had known you for some time—he could see the way you played your part around everyone else. You were good at it. You wore that mask of casual, effortless indifference like you were born to. He never pushed for more than what you offered, always respecting your space. But something about tonight felt different. Something about the way you were sitting there, head tilted slightly downward, the tightness around your eyes, made him feel… uneasy.

"Hey, you," Darry's voice was gentle but firm as he came to stand a few feet away from you, hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket. He wasn’t sure if he should sit down next to you or not, so he just waited.

You didn’t look up at him right away, not at first. Instead, you kept your gaze fixed on the ground, your hands curled tightly in your lap. Darry took a step closer, watching how you didn’t even flinch at his presence. That was the first thing that struck him—a lack of response. Normally, you were quick to give a small wave or at least meet someone’s eyes. But tonight, there was nothing.

"Everything okay?" Darry asked, trying to gauge your reaction.

It was then that you looked up—slowly, almost cautiously—and Darry felt a chill run through him. There was no smile. No pretense. You didn’t even try to hide it, and that… that scared him.

For the first time, Darry saw you unfiltered. Your eyes, usually so full of energy or guarded with subtle deflections, were empty. Hollow.

"You’re really gonna ask me that?" Your voice was quiet, almost like you were speaking to yourself. The words felt like a sharp contrast to the usual playful tone you always managed to put on, even when things were tough.

Darry’s chest tightened. He didn’t know what was wrong, but he could tell you were so far beyond the point of pretending.

The silence stretched between you, and for a moment, it felt like the weight of everything you hadn’t said over the years was suffocating the air.

You wiped a hand over your face, and Darry noticed that your shoulders had a subtle tremor, one that you were clearly trying to control. The tears weren’t visible, but it was the way you moved that told him everything. Like you were holding yourself together by the thinnest thread.

"Hey," Darry finally took a step closer, his voice softening, "You don’t have to pretend with me."

At that, you stiffened. There was a flash of frustration in your eyes, but it was quickly buried under layers of exhaustion. You sniffed, swiping at your eyes, trying to regain control.

"I’m fine," you said, the words almost mechanical. But Darry saw through it, as if they were a mask slipping just slightly.

"You don’t look fine."

The honesty in his voice made you wince, and for a brief moment, you broke. You couldn’t keep the façade up anymore. Your lips trembled, and you finally let out a breath you’d been holding for far too long.

You laughed, but it was more like a bark of disbelief. "You don’t understand."

Darry didn’t need to know the specifics. He didn’t need to know what had been said to you in your own home. The tone of your voice—distant and hollow—was all he needed to hear. He stepped closer, the gap between you closing, and took a seat beside you on the bench, not saying anything at first.

"Whatever it is, it’s okay," Darry’s voice was low, comforting in its steady warmth. "You don’t have to pretend around me. I’m not going anywhere."

For a long moment, you didn’t say anything, and for the first time, Darry saw the quiet tears you had been holding back slip down your cheek. You didn’t wipe them away. Instead, you let them fall, no longer fighting the way your emotions tumbled out in shaky waves.

Darry didn’t try to fix anything. He didn’t try to tell you everything would be fine. He simply sat there beside you, his presence a quiet anchor in the storm of emotions you didn’t know how to express.

"You're not invisible," he whispered, his voice steady. "Not to me."

You turned to look at him then, meeting his eyes, and for the first time in a long while, the weight that had been clinging to your chest seemed to lift, just a little. Darry might not have had all the answers, but in that moment, you knew you weren’t alone.

And sometimes, that’s all it took.

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Author's Note: im back after my three day break!

[st4rlight-kayz]

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫

Synopsis: Briar's first time ice skating, Ashlynn trying to be protective, some guys end up harassing Briar, but Ash won't allow that.

cw: Cussing, briefly bullying, degradation (Briar putting Ashlynn down, repeating.)

A/N: IM SORRY IF I HAVEN'T BEEN POSTING FANFICS LATELY😭 School is keeping me busy istg..

STARTED: 8/15/24

COMPLETED: 9/16/24

Ashlynn could, evidently scream right now. Her reluctant girlfriend ice-skating with her?

Something you didn't see every day.

She did teach her all the baby steps so she could do it on her own.

"Just do what I taught you, babe!" Ashlynn gave Briar encouragement, what she needed at least.

Briar's moves was breathtaking, she watched her do everything effortlessly. Gave her an awe look, swooning.

Cedar and Cerise were also at the staking rink, tagged along with Ashlynn.

"She's a very good Ice-skater! Why doesn't she do it often?"

Ashlynn was still idolizing Briar for her wonderful moves out there, she stopped in her tracks and turned to Cedar, raising a eyebrow.

"Often? You didn't catch the news on Briar that one time she was here by herself?"

Cedar shook her head in disagreement, surprisingly she didn't hear about it.

Ashlynn sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Well, this is how it all happened.."

(FLASHBACK)

"Please! You can't do it, I'm hopeful that you fail."

Faybelle was always bitchy..

Why so disrespectful?

"For the last time Faybelle, I don't need your discourage. Second of all, why are even worried about something I can accomplish on my own? Jesus give me a chance to do this."

"Fine, hopefully your confidence doesn't go down again." The girl snickered, predicting what happened between her and Apple.

Briar did get incapacitated by Faybelle's dumb decision. She'd try to stand up but couldn't.

"Stupid fairy."

"Ha! Knew it. You should just stick to partying, at least that wouldn't get you injured."

(FLASHBACK END)

"That's what occurred?! My god, of course Faybelle is always putting somebody down, literally." Cerise leaned against Cedar, nodded her head.

"Of course Faybelle has something to do with it. She always taunting her, it's weird.."

Briar was exhausted, she was about to head to the nearby bleachers until two unfamiliar faces she never seen before, pushed her onto the ice, on purpose.

"Stupid!" He offended. Did he really think he was getting away that easily? Nope.

Ashlynn's eyes lit in furious and fists clenched together, she fixed her skiis and walked to the boys.

Briar followed behind her, restraining her.

"Don't even think about it. They're just assholes thinking their tough, strong. I'll be okay, promise." Ashlynn didn't even hear her. Getting more upset, she wanted to show Briar that she wasn't the only one whose convinced into being confident.

She didn't wanna get Ashlynn to get hurt and get blamed for it all in one week.

"Listen," Briar sat Ashlynn down, glancing in her eyes. "Don't think your so tough just because you saw them push me or whatever. I'm not risking your ass getting hurt. Okay?" Briar raised a eyebrow, the other one was sighing.

"But still! You don't deserve getting treated like that.."

Briar couldn't contradicted it, she did have a point. Getting pushed around like some doll wasn't fun at all, it was immature and aggravating.

Cedar was peaking around the corner until Briar acknowledged her.

"Yikes, you caught me.. But I do agree with Briar, I don't wanna risk you getting injured Ashlynn."

She'd rolling her eyes, cupping her cheek.

"I'd prove to you, including Briar that I'm capable of defending her. Like she did me when Hunter tried to hurt me."

"Mhm, you're real capable." Cerise teased, Ashlynn turned her head and eyed her.

"You don't think I'm capable of defending her, don't you Cerise?"

"No! This is the same girl who's a sweetheart, and stays positive all the time, and wouldn't cause any harm. There's no way you have a aggressive side."

Ashlynn turned to Briar, rolling her eyes.

"I'll show you who's aggressive. C'mon Bri." The two of them skiing to the guy's area, they didn't read the "NO GIRLS ALLOWED" sign, but it was clearly a problem going on so why bother reading it.

One boy smirked, looking at them.

"You must want sympathy, because of what I did to your girlfriend? Yeah sweetheart, it's not gonna happen."

Ashlynn could just grab him. This asshole had the audacity to talk about Briar, In front of her like that?

Briar stood against her, holding her accountable just in case she ends up getting hurt.

"Briar. I told you, I can be capable myself! I don't need you to be the overprotective one.." Briar shrugged her shoulders, lightly shoving her against the boys.

"Fine, hold yourself accountable. When they end up hurting you don't say I didn't warn you." She'd rolling her eyes.

What was up with those two?

Relationship seems kind toxic, even degrading each other..

"What's up with you?! I'm trying to be a good girlfriend and help you out. It seems like you don't need my support, or me anymore."

"Me?! What's up with YOU?! Seriously, Ashlynn it's getting worse. I kept trying, to keep you from getting injured and now, your gonna try to protect me?! For the last time.. I do not need your help."

Ashlynn rolled her eyes, she swiftly grabbed the boy's collar, hell burning in her eyes.

"You damn monster. Putting your hands on my girlfriend?! You better learn how to defend yourself because of right now, your looking like a baby." Ashlynn dropped him hard, rolling her eyes and walking away. Briar didn't know what the hell to do... Her girlfriend was changing.

~~

Ever since yesterday, Ashlynn and Briar didn't dare to talk about it, not like they were upset about it, just shocked and confused feelings.

"And she just.. dropped him. I don't know what's wrong with her? She might be hanging out with another girl who rubs off her personality." Briar cupped her cheek, looking at Raven and Darling, who were very familiar about the girl Briar was talking about..

"Another girl, huh?" Darling raised a eyebrow, looking over at Ashlynn, who was with another girl.

"I just told you earlier.. I feel like she's forgotten all about me."

Raven gently touched Briar's hand, giving her a warm smile.

"She hasn't forgotten about you, she just needs a new friend, or someone to talk to. Nothing can go wrong, right?"

"Yeah! Their just friends, nothing but friends." Darling assured her, smiling.

Farrah was talking about the incident that happened yesterday at the Staking Rink. Not like Ashlynn wasn't pissed off by her, she was hiding her anger.

"Yeah.. that's– that's what occurred." Her eyes twitching. the girl was going in denial, insane to be exact.

"I still don't believe it! You two aren't talking to each other?"

"No! The whole situation that happened was childish, stupid even. She had the audacity to tell me I'm not capable of defending her."

Farrah gave a frown, she looked at Ashlynn and decided to give her a little prep talk, she was always good at relationship advice.

"If you want to win her back, just try to work things out, sit down and talk to one another."

"That's not gonna happen.. I've changed. If she wants to talk to me tell her I'm free during Gym class. Not like she'll show up." Ashlynn was fed up with Briar at this point, due to the fact that she was off without her.

"Well, she does have Gymnastic class, maybe you can try to work things out there?"

Darling must've didn't know that Briar and Ashlynn shared the same classes together.. So that would turn into a lot of chaos, bullshit.

"You know Volleyball isn't my strongest forte. Damn it Darling.. fine. I'll let you know on the details, okay?"

Darling nodded, Briar could use a sidekick during this crisis right now.

~~

Ashlynn jumped and threw the ball towards Duchess. It was a tiebreaker, finally a break came around.

She came in sneaky, looking for her girlfriend. Surprisingly enough they were face-to-face.

Awkward, right?

Very.

"What do you want." Briar sighed, deadpanned.

"To have a talk, with you of course."

"After what happened at the staking rink? I really don't wanna deal with you. Talk to you even."

She groaned, can't Ashlynn just talk to her?

It was literally Darling's suggestion that these to work things out.

"I know your mad about yesterday. But I feel like your changing.. Hanging out with other guys to make me– jealous."

"Jealous." Ashlynn chuckled, crossing her arms swiftly. "You jealous? You, out of all people.. Jealous of me Briar?!"

"No! I'm not jealous of you I'm just saying–" Briar was choking within her words, this was getting very awkward.

Ashlynn gave a brief speech, facepalm.

"If you want to earn my trust back, meet me during the halls, we're skipping class." She gave a devious smile, walking back to her team.

Briar was nonchalant, not like nothing could go wrong between them, right?

"Wait!" Tried to call out, she turned around and walked back to her, giving a furious look.

"What? Can't you see I'm bus–"

Mwah!

Briar smiled nervously, fidgeting with her hands.

"I'm sorry, I swear! I– I should've asked for- consent or something."

Ashlynn cupped her cheeks.

"Don't worry about it, but still meet me in the hallways." Kissed her lips and finally got back to her volleyball game.

Briar stood there. She noticed Darling standing there, jumping.

"Damn it! You scared me.. But I have good details, well.. very." Briar's cheeks was hot, still flustered about that kiss.

"I can tell the talk went good, your blushing right now!"

"It was repeatedly.. I kissed her and she kissed me."

Darling sighed, swooning.

"You two are so in love! It's cute don't worry." Darling patted Briar's back, she walked off.

"Yeah.. so in love." Briar looked at her hands, they felt cold ever since. She needed comforting, especially Ashlynn's warm, soft hands to be In her palms..

"Fuck you. Just.. fuck you Ashlynn." Briar was heartbroken, she leaned against the wall, putting her arms over her legs, looking down.

"You okay?"

"No, never was." Briar looked at her girlfriend, eyes puffy.

"I kept telling you, I can hold myself accountable."

Briar held her shoulder, looking at her eyes.

"Yeah.. I– I clearly doubted you. I promise, pinky promise it won't happen again, babe." Briar gave a warm smile, Ashlynn hugged her, knees touching the cold floor, tears in her eyes.

"You did doubted me.. Why? I haven't done anything wrong, I just wanted to protect you!"

"I know.. I was being a idiot because I thought you weren't serious.."

The students started to record, this is mostly for exposure & more issues..

Sick things people do.

Duchess strolled through the doors, looking at the two girls on the floor.

"Oh, grow up already! It was clearly Ashlynn's fault!"

The two of them gently risen up, raising their eyebrows. However, Ashlynn's lips trembled.

She was about to cry again..

"Duchess! You can't just say that, you didn't know what happened. And you weren't even there." Briar raised her eyebrow, giving a serious glimpse at Duchess.

"Oh really? Saids the girl who made her cry. Your a monster! In fact, you don't even deserve to have her."

The hallways got colder. Ashlynn gave a devastating look at Briar, was Duchess telling the truth, or just gaslighting them mentally?

"I did not make her cr-"

"You did.. In front of everybody! The WHOLE school knows what happened between us."

"Wait, are you serious?! Even Madeline?!"

"Even her."

Briar groaned, walked out the gym.

~~

"You need, my help, Briar?" Rosabella gave an look, not like a rude one. Just curious..

"Of course I need your help Rosa! She's clearly leaving me in the shadows to hang out with that.. Ugh! I can't even insult her." Briar pouted, she was so fed up with everything.

"You owe me after this. Where is Ashlynn anyway?"

Briar buried her face in anger. She pointed where Ashlynn was, on the balcony.

"Welp, we better get up there before it's too late!"

"Uh huh."

Ashlynn was humming with the bird's sweet tunes, she was too busy with the animals instead of talking to her ex.

"See?! She gets too absorbed with the smallest things." The whispering of her cousin was scary, she even jumped.

"I can see that, what do you usually do when she's avoiding you?"

"We- well I usually get pretty jealous and just tickle her, it calms me down & makes me seem less of an jerk! I know it sounds lame but it's actually apart of our relationship.. affection."

"Well, just go do that.. Nobody is here to witness the love birds being weird." Rosabella teased, nudging her in the shoulder.

"You're not funny, don't ever do that.."

"Finee, I won't. Good luck with her though!" Rosabella hugged Briar and walked away, leaving her VERY meekly, uncontrollably cousin by herself with her girlfriend– well ex-girlfriend.

"Aw fuck.."

Ashlynn jumped, giving a nervous smile.

"Wasn't expecting you to be here.."

"I want you back."

"Wait, what?"

"You heard me, Ashlynn."

The silence was so, so loud.

"I missed you.." Ashlynn sighed, holding her arms out for an hug.

Briar gently squeezed her, smiling.

"And I missed you too, babe."

(This shit took about weeks to finish, I have an horror Brilynn fic in the works <3)

@smileyfacemojisworld @eahravenmh @rebellore @fashion-foxy @foolish-fran @forsakenostalgia @anabananaz34 @nmixieee @ellarain @athena-xox @epicfairyfail @beezonia @aniovandoblog @gayestwizardlord @dayo-seign @applewhitehorse (I don't feel like tagging the rest so uhh, yeah.)

[boyfhee]

OKAY IM BACK 🤩🤩 ( after some self reflection on my attachment to take two ) NGL I DIDNT EXPECT YOU TO GIVE ME A SHOUTOUT OR EVEN FOR ME TO HELP PLAY A PART ( even if its a teeny tiny bit ) IN THE ENDING ??? you can literally imagine my surprise when i opened the app after a goodnight sleep to see a new update and mentions of me in the a/n 😭😭 the ending was so fhdjsnjsnsks BITTERSWEET. it was so nice to know that they all found comfort in each other ultimately ( despite it not turning into something romantic wise at that moment ) and being such good friends ?? it really shows their growth as characters which behaved selfishly to ones that were willing to accept each others shortcomings whole heartedly ( at least imo ) . although yn doesnt have an endgame (cries cos my imaginations were running wild at the slightly open but not so open ending if you get what i mean ) , it feels very realistic that wonki hasnt moved on yet — especially since this happens a lot irl ( i never experienced it before but ive seen my friends go through it ! ). i think it was a very well written ending considering how you couldnt make everyones wishes come through ( talking about the readers choice of endgame ) but yet still delivered one of satisfactory level. it was such a wild ride watching ynki make every mistake we as humans could make. miya was truly a test - she was testing my patience half the time 💀💀💀. but miya also serves as a reminder to everyone of how easily it is to unknowingly cheat on your partner without having to lay a single hand or even touch the person. emotional cheating is JUST AS BAD AS PHYSICALLY CHEATING IF NOT WORST ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ i kinda feel bad (?) for wonki though because even though they were given closure and time to heal, it always felt more like a right person wrong time kind of thing so they will never be able to properly move on imo. IT MAKES ME EVEN SADDER THAT IT FEELS LIKE YN GETS THE HAPPY ENDING AND WONKI GOT A HAPPY ENDING TOO BUT IT COMES WITH A CHANCE THAT THEY MIGHT NEVER BE ABLE TO GET ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED WITH YN EVER AGAIN. its really giving “ feels like we have matching wounds but mines still black and bruised and yours is perfectly fine “ < the exit - conan gray >

okay i feel like i should stop here before i get carried away and keep repeating the same points but more aggressively with each sentence 🥶🥶 i was actually a pure literature student before i graduated from school and its been a while since i had graduated so it was really fun to be able to make analysis on characters again as well as figure out plots through diction 🤩🤩 i cant thank you enough for writing take two because it gave me a chance to put my literature to good use, it wouldve been a real shame if i studied so hard just for me to never use it ever again. thank you thank you thank you thank you.

please have a good rest and all the best for your studies ! i had national exams last year and it absolutely beat the crap out of my brain 😭😭 had me tearing at every math question and feeling hella defeated. its going to be tough but you can do it !! take as long as you need for your break ! you absolutely deserve it after dropping that bombass smau 😩😩😩😩 i will look forward to your return with full excitement ! take care ~

- 🎐 ( its been a pleasure being one of take twos biggest fans - self proclaimed )

WINDCHIME ANON HEHE HELLO 💗💗 no bc a shoutout was a must bc ur ask helped me pick the direction i wanted to go with the ending. and i was so scared bc ppl were hoping for a ynwon ending but i gave them kind of nothing i was like 'what if they dont like' BUT FUCK IT BC IN MY EYES YN DOESNT DESERVE A HAPPY ENDING JUST YET . tbh the whole point of the friends part was that they were willing to give their relationship another try despite the mistakes, call that character development. and miya was created solely to tell people how important communication is. none of this would've happened if riki told yn about miya, if yn told him ab meeting miya, if riki told yn ab his plan, the communication was gone on so many levels. the thing that ruined ynki, if you ask me, was the lack of communications. not miya, not jungwon, not media, not fans, but yn and riki themselves. SO CHIYUV NATION, COMMUNICATION IS THE KEY. ALWAYS. take it from me i love clearing things out and it always ends well unless u start phrasing things wrong ( dont do it )

AND ANON WE R GETTING A PART TWO WITH SEPARATE ENDINGS let ur imagination run wild again ☝️☝️ that conan gray lyrics r so ksdjfhhs fits so well fr. AND OMG HI FELLOW LIT. STUDENT i had science but also had eng on the side, spent my youth editing drafts and analysing proses and poetry it was fun . everyday i think about ur asks ab take two and it makes miso happy (sunghoon hi) bc they rlly made my day U ARE THE BIGGEST TAKE TWO FAN i will give u that medal 🥇

[theangiediary]

1x02 rewatch let's goooo

- Jess's grave (in Sam's dream) has a crucifix and virgin Mary candle, indicating she or her family were catholic.

- "I should have told you the truth" Sammy...

- Dean has never offered to have Sam drive? Lmao. HC that Sam literally does not possess a valid license.

- "Dad will have answers he'll know what to do" vs Sam immediately questioning the coordinates.

- Dean looks so itty bitty next to Sam in the ranger station.

- he looks so amused/proud of Sam taking on the "shoot first ask questions later" attitude 😭

- people focus on Dean calling Hailey "sweetheart" as evidence that he/spn is sexist but like? the whole first introduction he's relating to her as a protective older sibling.

- "it's probably something corporeal" "corporeal? excuse me, professor" "shut up" brother dialogue my beloved <3

- "if it's corporeal we can kill it" the predecessor to "if it bleeds you can kill it".

- lmaoooo biker boots, jean, Impala on the dirt road I am obsessed with how the show does point out how ridiculous this is. Ik some people are like "they shouldn't have gotten away with being fbi agents looking like that" but like they really didn't! A lot of side characters were sceptical in s1.

- "what kind of furry critters do you hunt?" + Turning Roy's response of buck/bear to bambi/yogi... Dean has such an interesting way of speaking. It's somewhat infantalising and just full of media references.

- "probably the most honest I've been with a woman.. ever" we learn later that this isn't true, so like. When I say you can't take Dean at his word...

- again, the provisions comment. It's not misogyny, it's charming. There is a difference.

- Dean can track? but doesn't even bring water? I'm so confused by their training.

- Sam's bde ♥️🥰❤️

- Dean just watching Sam go at Roy right until he was going to reveal the supernatural. He is one of us (mean!sam girlie). Also very funny that the next scene is dean putting down symbols for protection.

- "You want to tell me what's going on in that freaky head of yours?" Dean just really likes calling Sam a freak, huh? Lol. Also, the idea that Dean never talks about feelings... like he's trying. He doesn't talk about his, sure maybe, but if Sammy is distressed he does need to fix it.

- someone said recently that Sam has always been comfortable with "we can't save everyone" philosophy, and that is so true! Even here, he's willing to get Haley and others to safety, but that's it. He doesn't care about being nice about it, nor about saving Tommy.

- "Saving people hunting things" obviously iconic. But also, it's an interesting example of Dean extrapolating John's wishes on very little info, and Sam demanding answers/specifics ("why doesn't he just tell us what he wants?").

- Dean talking about "you can't be angry you have to be patient, help others because we ourselves are doomed, have fun with the killing" 🥴🫠

- rosary in the journal...

- observation: Sam takes the more emotional victims (traumatised survivor) and Dean takes the "tough" ones (breaking news about supernatural to family member, authority figures)

- okay, valid criticism of spn? absolute bastardisation of religions/cultures. A lot of supernatural or fantasy media does this, and I'm not sociologically adept enough to talk about it, but like. Acknowledging.

- the little brothers saving their big siblings 🥺

- we talk a lot of their faces during the flare gun moment, but I highly recommend relistening to it... Sam's smug "those will work" is 😳

- "you thinking what I'm thing?" "I think so" the way they know each other.... for hunting. as people? It takes a couple seasons. But aliases, strategy, etc they are in sync.

- "you want some white meat bitch?!" god I miss the naughties, you just can't say that shit anymore

- all three of them huddled behind Sam. He big.

- Sam standing behind the quiet youngest delivering the "grizzly" story to the cops after.. helping him lie...

- brainworms at "must you cheapen the moment?" bc yeah Dean's cocky and a flirt etc but the way he does it in a look, the way he's sitting during rather than crowding her, the little shocked face he makes when she does kiss his cheek 🥹 these are important details!! This is the difference between charm and grossness!

- much talk about the "I'm driving" look (as it should be) but are you aware it lasts a full 5 seconds........

[chickawah23]

Hello! You're my favorite kaylor&gaylor blog. And I have to ask: ​in your opinion what's the most likely reason she had to give toe a grammy??? I thought she really valued grammy but this sleight of hand....😭😭

Thank you for those kind words anon! 🥲💜🎄

Your question is one many of us in this corner of the interweb have wondered. I have two rambly theories that intersect.

Theory 1: this was part of an artist-wide plan to expose the hole in the voting process. I feel like we have watched for years (decades even) as the recording academy snubbed various artists. We also saw a huge shift in the industry over fair compensation and recognition for all those who worked on an album. I think Taylor agreed to be part of a plan to expose the recording academy’s flawed system. And choosing someone like her to do it when she has benefitted so much from that award show is smart pull. It’s one of the reasons why I think Taylor sharing the Beyoncé floral arrangement was something more than what it was. Beyoncé stopped supporting the grammys years ago but she came literally just for her and Meg’s award then left. Whatever is going on behind the scenes I think it was major artists and top producers planning to taint the public’s view of the award show more explicitly.

Theory 2: now Taylor doesn’t do anything career-wise just because someone asked. She and her team work hard to make sure whatever comes of it it is a mutually beneficial arrangement. I think she saw crediting JA as a pr move for solidifying her fake relationship as well as a way to show how easy it is to credit people who don’t deserve it so they can get a trophy. But mostly it legitimizes a relationship when she can’t pap walk during a pandemic. There was also probably pressure from JA’s team who realized that this arrangement wasn’t benefitting him either. For the record JA still isn’t credited on the copyright. So most of what Taylor did feels like it was for public perception rather than reality.

These theories intersect in a weird way because from the outside looking in all taylor did was give people like scootscoot the right to throw their name on an artist (they basically own)’s song credits when they did absolutely nothing artistically to deserve it so they can get a trophy and maybe even cut into the royalty distribution. This to me runs completely counter to her position during her billboard woman of the decade speech. In that speech and in many discussions she has said private equity is killing artists and we need to find a way to credit creators fairly. Because without artists there is no money for the private equity folks to take. But maybe it is part of a long game to show that it’s never been about art or talent it’s about who has enough money and power to get the recording academy to ignore everything else. The grammys is an award show. Most of it is about ensuring viewership. And many major artists don’t go unless they are guaranteed a win because they know the Grammy’s use their appearance to boost viewership from their fandoms. It’s a weird power dynamic. Maybe this is all just a way to open the public’s eyes so they realize they have the power to change this kind of stuff. As the consumer you are what all these rich people need in order to stay rich.

This is very rambly because I really don’t know. All I know is that her reason for doing it really messed up my entire view of her pr and the value of her art to her. She gave it away to a non-artist like it meant nothing to her. Maybe folklore and evermore really meant nothing to her. Maybe it was just a fun little pastime she didn’t care to lose. Idk. But for someone like me who can laugh at all the pr because I love the art and the artist, it made this tough.

Idk what is happening behind the scenes but we saw taylor swift and friend’s nominations for Olivia Rodrigo’s song removed after it was announced. So it definitely feels like it’s still a work in progress. Maybe they should cancel the show all together. Lol Idk.

But yeah that’s what I think. Sorry this is so long. I hope it makes some sense lol

[queenofnohr]

ive only seen some of your ocs names mentioned in tags so how about 2 for all of them? to get a feel for them. and since you’ve been posting about soap, maybe 6? or is it illegal to know what you’ve got cooking

aaaaaaaaaaaaaa okay okay. It's not illegal, don’t worry, buuuuuuuuuuuut.......... I don’t wanna speak on them just in case I change my mind >~<

as for #2 - I'll answer for all the Ajax shards, but lmk if you wanted the Asha/Moros shards and I'll harass Asha's player for that info haha!!! :D

2. What do strangers notice about them first?

Aias - Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. If he has his shirt off, definitely his tits. Not even in a sexual way, necessarily, they're just so. Big. It's hard not to notice, yaknow? If he has his shirt on, though...... probably the way his horns/scales are that pure pure white since they're almost glowing, almost like they were carved from bits of the moon.

Ajax - So I hc that hair is probably important for Ancients, and probably the first thing people look at? Since clothing is standardized and masks usually cover the face. It seems Ancients have lots of freedom when it comes to hair! Since that's kind of an all-encompassing answer, I'll tell you what people usually assume when seeing his hair. I've never drawn him before and he's impossible to make in xiv's character creator, but his hair is verrrrryyyyyyy long and verrrrrry red with a sorta orangey-gold gradient at the ends. I think people would assume right away that he's kinda pompous and showboat-y, and they'd be right (at least about the latter)

Cessair - Definitely how big he is. He's a hume, but he's basketball player height (actually a little taller than most even then at 6'10") and very stocky. People usually think he must have some Galdjent blood in him or that they wouldn't be surprised if he was a werewolf or something LOL

Arvelle - His face. He's easily the prettiest of the Ajax shards. Yes, I'm including Miserere Mei in that. But honestly, he's just sorta...... stupidly pretty. And people notice that first LMAOOOOO

Doloroso - Honestly his huge fuckoff Edward Scissorhands claws should probably be first, but I really think it's his constantly weeping black void mud. This is simply based on the fact that I feel like most people might not even comprehend that the claws are a part of him, but they'd definitely notice the muddy tears running down the deathly pallor of his face 😭😭😭

Miserere Mei - This is tough actually LOL. From the front, probably his eyes. They're yellow with a red limbal ring and he has the meanest fucking look in his eyes. From the back it's definitely his tail. I haven't fully settled on a design yet, but it's going to resemble a centipede or isopod or somesuch....... complete with legs that scuttle out of his control :)

Bija - The tattoos on his face, definitely, and his gold gold eyes that match said tattoos.

Hyacinthe - Well, she paints her face in the blood she remembers splattering on her face both when her village was slaughtered and when she was the one doing the slaughtering for revenge, so....... probably that LOL.

Kouyou - This one is also hard because as a kitsune, Kouyou is a shapeshifter....... I suppose, hmmmmm. His fox-like grin. And soon after his big fangsies. There's something about him where you'd wanna keep your eyes on his mouth, I think. As if you could catch his lies by watching it.