#anyways i love clarissa

[jellyfisharesatan]

I find it so interesting how getting what is arguably the best ending in Oxenfree involves you making some of the most selfish and cruel decisions. Like okay I just finished the game and got... Not the worst ending cos Clarissa is still alive, but the second worst one. Everyone leaves and never speaks to each other again because no one really bonded. Which I thought was weird, because I spent the whole night trying to be as nice as I could to Jonas, Nona and Ren (not so much Clarissa she pissed me off)

But anyways. I looked up how you get the best ending and it's so strange cos like. In order to bring Michael back to life you have to beg him at every turn to go against the the thing he wants the most. You have to be the absolute selfish little brat of a sister and insist that he stay with you. And he hates you in the moment, but he lives, and that keeps you and Clarissa happy. (Also interesting that Michaels best ending involves him living for other people which is the last thing he wanted and is part of his motivation to leave town...)

And Jonas, I was (I think) pretty nice to him the whole game, but I encouraged him to talk to his mam because. Well. That's just the nice thing to do right? But he just gets sucked back into his own grief and doesn't escape until who knows when.

And none of it really matter because in the end the loop will end and you will experience all the grief and pain and hell all over again

[28onlythebrave]

happy birthday to the little girl that stopped a big war !! such an iconic and underrated character… i started this journey with u and i can’t wait to see u get your happily ever after <3

[nikatyler]

2017/2021

[brutalteague]

𝚄𝙽𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶: 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎'𝚜 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎

[whosafraidofvirginiawoolf]

The Paying Guests, Sarah Waters

[genesbolly]

♡ silent witness challenge ♡

day six • least favourite series

series twenty two

i told myself i had to pick a series, even if I didn't want to, so i chose series twenty two. there were some great episodes don't get me wrong, like deathmaker, but i didn't love this series as much as the others. it was possibly because nikki and matt were at the height of their relationship and matt is just really annoying but it was the my least favourite series for me out of the ones i've seen.

[deanmarywinchester]

26!!

26: a book you had to read in school and ended up loving

ooh THANK you for asking this because it gives me an excuse to ramble about mrs. dalloway 

i was assigned it in high school and now it’s probably hands down my favorite book. there’s just more to discover every time you go back to it, the prose and themes are just gorgeous, AND the main character is an (arguably) bi woman, which i was astonished and very glad of when i read it in my (girls’ catholic) high school. literally obsessed with that book and mrs. dalloway’s relationships with her husband and sally 

honorable mentions: white teeth by zadie smith, the violent bear it away by flannery o’connor, sula by toni morrison

[vonlipvig]

i'm gonna sCREAM, great-aunt clarissa is a butch lesbian holy sHIT

[i-am-trying-my-best-okay]

Literally all of The Shadowhunter Chronicle romances are completely unhinged it’s not even funny (I lied, it’s very funny). Here’s just some examples:

William “Will” Herondale/James “Jem” Carstairs + Theresa “Tessa” Gray: It totally would have been a vee type polyamorous situation if it wasn’t for all the death and 1800s London society going on.

Henry Branwell + Charlotte Fairchild: How dare this misogynistic society put us together, I mean, we wanted to get together anyway, but not for those reasons. Welp, time to be as unconventional as possible.

Gabriel Lightwood + Cecily Herondale: Look, you made fun of my sister, it’s only fair that I marry your sister; that’s the rules.

Gideon Lightwood + Sophia “Sophie” Collins: Dad, I have a perfectly valid reason to betray you and go to the other side. What your doing is wrong and – nO tHiS haS nOThiNG to do wiTh tHeIR mAid wHy wOUlD yoU eVEn sAy tHat?

Jesse Blackthorn + Lucie Herondale: Your request to not be brought back to life has been denied, deal with it.

James “Jamie” Herondale + Cordelia Carstairs: He didn’t commit arson we were just having sex – why are you all looking at me like that’s worse?

Anna Lightwood + Ariadne Bridgestock: Listen, there’s a lot of society going on right now, so we’re going to have to get together in secret. Oh, you don’t want to? Okay, never mind, fuck society, let me win you back real quick.

Christopher Lightwood + Grace Cartwright: Oh good, you broke into my house, now we can talk about science.

Thomas Lightwood + Alastair Carstairs: I’d really like to hate you, but I think the biggest problem with that is that I love you. Once I get over that hurdle, I think we’ll be in the clear.

Lucian “Luke” Graymark + Jocelyn Fairchild: Good job on us for breaking away from the genocidal cult run by our best friend/husband; we should hook up, you know, as a reward.

Jonathan “Jace” Herondale + Clarissa “Clary” Fairchild: Ayo the same guy conducted experiments on our blood, that’s crazy; btw so glad we’re not actually siblings.

Alexander “Alec” Lightwood + Magnus Bane: Marrying each other is against the law? Okay, fine, I’m a law biding citizen. Oh oops, I made it legal. I am the law now, and I want a wedding on the beach.

Simon Lovelace + Isabelle Lightwood: It makes sense to have our engagement party on the day of my brother’s death, that’s when we really started bonding.

Helen “Alessa” Blackthorn + Aline Penhallow: Well, I guess we’re going to go in exile together. Yes, I said together; your exile is my exile, what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine, that’s how relationships work.

Julian Blackthorn + Emma Carstairs: Yes, it’s a technical war crime to love each other, but the law itself is not really our main concern about it.

Kieran Hunter + Mark “Miach” Blackthorn + Cristina Rosales: We’re really living that cottage core aesthetic, and all we had to do to get here was do a small war and some amnesia. Worth it.

Gwyn ap Nudd + Diana Wrayburn: I’m going to stand by just in case something happens, but it probably won’t, she knows what she’s doing – WHY IS SHE JUMPING OUT THE TENTH STORY WINDOW OH MY GOD WAIT

Tiberius “Ty” Blackthorn + Christopher “Kit” Herondale: We take cosplaying Sherlock and Watson VERY seriously, so of course we needed to go to all the most illegal places, it’s only natural.

Ash Morgenstern + Drusilla “Dru” Blackthorn: So anyway I saw them in a sort of fever dream like state this one time and they’ve still been on my mind for years.

[thekorcariwilds]

i’d screw nona i’d screw clarissa i’d screw ren

[leuthros]

are you ever in awe about the fact that clary fray, a teenager who recently believed herself to be no more than an ordinary girl, united the nephilim and the downworlders --- people of whose existence she hadn’t even been aware of until only several weeks before, and stopped a war from happening ?  me too !!

[cupofsapphics]

Unexpected.

[ lady lesso x reader ]

summary: you fall for lesso, but don’t believe it’s mutual. you tell yourself that you’re fine with friendship, but will you take the risk for more?

warning(s): lesso might be a bit out of character, haven’t read the books, reader pining, clarissa being the best wingman

a/n: coming out of my hole for you guys but im probably gonna disappear again for a while; plot kinda ib @thedevilssinner and @jelonkan ; this kinda doesn’t make any sense i swear and im sorry for that :<

(gif not mine)

It’s not like you did it on purpose. No matter how hard you tried, no matter where you diverted your eyes, they always seemed to land on her. With her flaming hair and beautiful black outfits, could anyone blame you? Even though the two schools had merged into one, there was still some controversy and discussion about dating between Nevers and Evers. Of course, there were times when that was tested, such as the recent ‘Trial by Tale’ by Sophie of Gavaldon and Prince Tedros. Despite being an Ever and teaching kids about true love, you were a realist and knew the odds that you and Lesso would ever be something were slim. 

You thanked the librarian as you headed out of the library with a stack of books. Unfortunately for you, the headmaster assigned you several courses to teach now that schools were merged such as Defense, History of Villainy, and Beautification. The stack of books was so tall, you didn’t notice a certain dean bump into you as you were about to turn the corner. The tower of books crumpled down, about to fall at your feet. Swiftly, you waved your hand to catch all the books before they landed on the ground. Setting them back into your arms, you turned to face the person and apologize. You were surprised to meet those eyes you constantly thought about. 

“Forgive me, Lady Lesso. I didn’t see you there.” 

She grinned, “I can see that. You have some fast reflexes there.” 

You felt your face become warm. You needed to get out of this situation before you explode. 

“Thank you, Lady Lesso. I’ll be going now, I need to prep for my lesson.”

The woman tilted her head slightly but nodded her head in understanding. She moved to let you walk to your classroom. As you were walking, you couldn’t help but feel a pair of eyes burning through you. Lesso stared at you as you walked back. She usually didn’t take interest in other teachers, especially Evers because most of them were obnoxious and cocky. You, however, were quiet and knowledgeable, striking her interest. She would continue to keep a curious eye on you. 

Soon after, the school term started and you had students pouring in. This was the first year that students from both schools would be attending the same classes. As the kids sat down, you could already feel who was going to be the smart-ass, the lazy one, the “hero”, etc. You took your Beautification book out and started teaching. You could feel the boredom radiating from the Nevers, so you decided to spice the class up a bit. This year was a year of new beginnings anyway. 

“Robert, come up to the front.”

The prince proudly stood up and walked up to the front of the class. You could feel his courage and confidence ebb away as you asked him to attack you. 

“A-attack you? Professor, I don’t think I can-”

You cut him off. “Do it now, or I’ll be failing you.”

At this point, all the students were invested and the Nevers were chanting for him to do it. Everyone, including you, was so concentrated on the class that no one noticed when someone crept up to the door frame to see what was going on. 

Pressured by you and his peers, Robert finally drew his sword and swung it toward you. Almost immediately, you formed a glowing sword into your hands and swung it to counteract his. A loud ‘clang’ echoed through the classroom and everyone had their mouths wide open. You took your sword and put it down on your desk. Sitting on your desk, you then explain the lesson that you were trying to teach.

“The class of Beautification can mean many things. Specifically from me, I want everyone to learn that beauty can be used against the enemy. When you have beauty, people will underestimate you and believe that you are harmless. For all of you, that’s an advantage you want to have.”

You stared at the entire class in amusement as slow clapping erupted by the door. You turned your head to find Lady Lesso smirking at you. ‘This woman.’ you scoffed to yourself. Dismissing the class, you move to go sit behind your desk.

“My, my, who knew the quiet Ever professor was so good at combat?”

“And who knew you were so good at sneaking up on me?”

It was at that point that the two of you forged a friendship. Was it even friendship, or was it something more? At this point, you weren’t even sure. There was flirting, sure, but it never went further than that and it disappointed you. However, you’d rather be friends with the dazzling woman than a stranger. The constant yearning looks of love and admiration were not missed entirely, though. 

You loved Clarissa. She was such a supportive dean and friend, but sometimes you wanted to fling her across the room with the type of antics she suggested for you and Lesso. You could mentally hear her teasing you as you were bickering with Lesso. As if that wasn’t enough, she once locked the two of you into the library. Talk about stereotypical tropes. It was anything but effective though because the door burst open in a matter of minutes. 

You were positive that this was the closest you could be to the dean and you accepted it. Clarissa constantly told you not to give up hope, saying that she had a feeling that Lesso had those feelings too, but you didn’t want false hope.

Feeling under the weather, you decided to help out with supervision for the annual Ball. You were deciding what to wear for the night when Clarissa burst through your door. 

“Clarissa! What did I say about knocking?”

She shrugged, “Sorry, but I’m in a rush. The ball starts soon and I’m going to sparkle you up for the ball!”

Your eyes widened. “I’m sorry- why would you do that?” 

“I’m sick of you and Lesso dancing around each other. Tonight is the night when you guys will get it together so I can finally have peace.”

You were about to protest, but as you opened your mouth, a stunning moonlight-themed dress appeared on you. As much as you hated to admit it, you loved it. When you spun, a sheer layer sparkled. Butterflies adorned the fabric near your shoulders. Looking down, you found glass slippers. You looked at Clarissa with a smirk.

“I know you’re the fairy godmother, but I don’t think Cinderella will be happy that I’m stealing her shoes.”

Clarissa rolled her eyes and waved her wand to replace the glass shoes with a pair of heels that matched your dress.

Time flew by fast and until you knew it, it was time for the Ball to begin. Your hair was in a different style than it usually was and light makeup was applied to your face. The cheery woman was extremely proud of her work. She raced down the stairs as you tried to follow her as quickly as you could. 

—--

You gracefully walked down the final staircase as everyone stared at you in awe. You were like a glowing beacon of light. Everyone’s eyes were on you, but you were only focused on one person. You walked towards her as she looked you up and down. Clarissa was nearby and gave you the thumbs-up. You take a deep breath, this was the moment. It was now or never, might as well snatch up this opportunity. You gave a smile and asked the dean to dance. 

Coming back from her shock, Lesso chuckled and dragged you to the dance floor.

“How do you always manage to surprise me with your beauty and talent?”

You don’t answer her, though. Like Clarissa, you were getting sick of dancing around each other. Screw keeping it the way it was, you wanted more.

“Are you-”

The dean was cut off with a kiss. Lesso’s eyes widened, taking a moment to believe that it was happening, but kissed back. Drawing back from each other, you smiled like an idiot and she had the same beautiful grin the first day the two of you met. 

[nyx-aira]

Lady Lesso headcanons (+ some dovesso)

Lady Lesso is not a morning person but on the weekends she will be up right before dawn to practice her swordfighting because she actually really likes non-magical combat

Speaking of: that woman is an absolute powerhouse and could defeat any of the princes with a sword or in hand to hand combat

In result of that she is quite strong and can easily lift Clarissa off the ground which she does A LOT to annoy her

Lady Lesso loves archery but doesn't shoot because she thinks she couldn't hit the target because you need a pure heart (she could actually but Clarissa hasn't convinced her yet)

When she works out she wears long black pants and a black tank top showing off all her muscles and making Clarissa blush every time

Once the two schools are united Clarissa convinces her to use the gym in the Groom Room and all the ever boys just STARE when Lady Lesso walks in more ripped than any of them

Clarissa is very very fond of pretending to fall asleep on the couch so Lady Lesso carries her to bed (she actually knows that she's just faking but carries her anyways)

Yeah I tried myself at some headcanons:) Feel free to tell me if you'd like to see more!

[missvifdor]

Leonora entering her private quarters shared with Reader:

Reader who heard the door and turns to peek from her seat on the couch: Hey, Nora!  How was your meeting with Clarissa? 

Leonora: *Exasperated grunts* The same thing, the same usual refrain about who was going to triumph again this year! 

Reader: *Compassionate smile* Yeah I can imagine.  It's the same every time, you act like an old married couple when it comes to who good or evil is going to win. 

Leonora: *Disgusted grimace* Please never again insinuate me and Dovey with the words "Married couple" it's disgusting....

Reader with a teasing amused smile: I'm just giving a simple watching you two.  Golden Retriever and Black Cat is a trope that I enjoy reading or watching. You two are adorable when you interact!

Leonora: *Menacing glare*

Reader: Ok, Ok... I'm quiet. 

Leonora: What are you doing anyway, Love?  Aren't you correcting papers or preparing for your lesson tomorrow? 

Reader: I finished an hour ago so I sat down to watch a movie while I waited for you to come back from the meeting. 

*Leonora unbuttoning her long coat as she goes to sit on the couch with Reader*

Leonora: *Sighs while resting her head on Reader's lap* What's this about? 

Reader: *Begins stroking and massaging Leonora's hair* Oh it's called Crimson Speak. Long story short the protagonist can literally communicate with ghosts. 

Leonora: ...And the plot is very interesting, I imagine. 

Reader: Yes, why are you asking? 

Leonora: Wouldn't the "plot" be this actor you crush on and whose ears you kept bugging me because he plays this god named Loki?  This man named Tom Hiddleston? 

Reader: ...No...

*Tom Hiddleston appears on screen*

Leonora: I knew it.  *Unimpressed*

Reader: But I swear to you that the plot remains very interesting!!

[lovewithasideoffries]

you walk in on jace and clary kissing

angst, fluff

inspired by this ask

“Ugh shoot, it’s getting late,” you say, standing up from the couch, “I should be getting back soon.”

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Magnus asks you from the other side of his couch. 

You sigh. “Not really, but what can I do? It’s not like he’s doing anything wrong, it’s just how I’m feeling.”

“Okay, but if you’re feeling self-conscious about your relationship, clearly Jace isn’t doing anything right,” he reasons. 

“Mag, you know I love you and your overbearing advice, but I really don’t feel like confrontation is my best move here. Not yet, anyway.” You pull your purse over your shoulder, turning to face your friend. 

“I don’t know, Y/n. You say it’s just that Clary’s flirting with him, but isn’t it a bit weird that he’s spending so much time with her? You said that you guys haven’t spent one-on-one time in almost two weeks! That’s not healthy.”

“Oh, so now all of a sudden you want us together? Didn’t feel like that when you first met him,” you tease half-heartedly, trying to change the subject. Unfortunately Magnus knew you better than that, and you knew he wasn’t going to fall for it.

“I don’t want you together, Y/n, I want you to be happy. And despite my distaste for that self-obsessed, much too over confident shadowhunter, it seems he’s what brings you joy, so deal with him, I must.”

You smile at his sincerity. “Thank you, Magnus, that means a lot.” You walk over and pull him into a tight hug. “You’re the best friend I could ask for.”

“You bet I am,” he pulls away, “I hope it works out for you two.”

“Thank you, I wish you the best. I’ll visit again soon.” You walk toward the exit.

“And-”

“I”ll tell Alec you say hi, I know!” you call back, before closing the front door. 

When you arrive back at the Institute, you jump into the shower quickly, giving yourself pep talks the entire time. When you get out, you notice that it’s a bit past 1, and decide to go for a walk around the building. 

You were tempted to visit Jace, knowing he’d most likely be awake, but on the slight chance that he might not be, you refrain. He deserves any sleep he can get. 

You decide to go up to the greenhouse. You have so many good memories of the place and you expect that it’ll help calm your nerves. What you don’t expect, is to find Clary and Jace making out on your way there.

The floor beneath your feet disappears and suddenly you’re falling. Your eyes fill up with tears and your vision is too blurry to see.

To see how Jace’s stance is rigid; surprised. How Clary’s holding him tight, desperately keeping him in place. 

You’re not even angry, just sad. Sad that this couldn’t work out because you love Jace, you really do. 

You turn on your heel and hurry back where you came from hoping to leave quietly without causing a scene. But Jace hears you, and he pulls away, finally noticing your presence. 

“Y/n!” he calls, but you’ve already turned the corner out of sight. He turns to follow you, but Clary grabs his wrist, holding him back.

“Wait, Jace, she isn’t worth it. Why don’t the two of us head back to my room instead? I’m sure I can show you a better time than she could,” Clary flirts, and Jace sees red. How dare she? How dare she insult you like that? 

“Look, Clarissa, I don’t know why you think I’d want to be with you any longer than I have to. I brought you to the greenhouse tonight because I felt bad. I pitied you. I certainly do not harbour any feelings for you.” And with that he starts to walk away, seething with anger.

“Wait! No, Jace-”

“I don’t want to talk to you again,” his sharp tone cuts her off, “I’m sure you could ask Isabelle to train you. Because I want no part in it.” 

He chases after you, ignoring Clary’s desperate attempts at covering up her dislike for you. When he reaches your room - you having had a head start because he was caught up in arguing with Clary - and the door’s locked. 

He can hear your crying from outside, and guilt and hurt creep up on him. 

“Y/n/n?” he knocks lightly, “Please let me come in. I promise I wasn’t kissing Clary, she threw herself onto me and I was too shocked to do anything about it.” He waits patiently, something you respect because both of you know how easily he could draw an unlocking rune on your door. 

He can hear you shuffling around and then the door clicks open softly to reveal your red face, tears streaming down your cheeks. 

“Y/n,” he breathes in relief, “I'm sorry that I let her kiss me. Please believe me when I say I didn’t kiss her.”

“It’s not just the kiss,” you mutter softly.

“Then what is it?” Jace asks kindly, the type of kindness that’s genuine. 

“This whole thing going on between the two of you. You’re always flirting with each other, you’re always around her, and we never spend any time together anymore. It feels like we’re falling apart. Have you even noticed I’ve been missing a lot these past days?” Your voice gets higher and louder as you speak until you’re 

“Of course I noticed, Y/n. I asked Izzy where you were a million times but all she ever told me was to stop asking and that you were safe so I did what she asked and tried to assume the best.”

“Ok, but that doesn’t help the fact that there is so much sexual tension between you two, and even if you’re not fueling it, you’re not stopping Clary either.”

“I’m truly sorry, love. I honestly didn’t notice it until today when she kissed me and I completely told her off. I won’t be training her anymore or anything, please forgive me.”

You sigh. It’s not what you wanted, but at the same time you don’t know what you wanted, so you accept his apology and decide that if something happens again you’ll talk to him. 

“Just don’t do it again,” you say, and he pulled you in for a hug, placing kisses on your forehead. 

“I won’t, by the angel I won’t, I love you, Y/n. I love you,” he whispers against your temple. 

“I love you too. And I’m sorry if I overreacted or something. I just can’t help but look at you and Clary and think that you’re so perfect together. It’s like a romance novel; ‘Shadowhunter and human fall in love, a beautiful tale.’”

“Well I don’t want ‘a beautiful tale’, darling, I want you, in whatever novel type you come in.”

[lesbian-in-leather]

Dovey is Kicked Out of Class? I haven't read the books but I HAVE seen the movie and Dovey is wonderful

Omg RIGHT okay so this post will contain book spoilers because I saw the film and then starting hyperfixating and now I'm reading the books (just finished book two and this fic is set during it) and you are ABSOLUTELY correct Dovey is SO wonderful which is what prompted this fic

So in Book Two, there's a New Villain (Evelyn) who is objectively terrifying, and she takes over the School for Good (but it's been turned into the School for Girls due to magical fuckery which means Dovey and Lesso are currently teaching at the same school). Also Evelyn is a literal dictator running a police state using magical butterflies to spy on people. It's a whole thing. ANYWAY, there's a moment where Dovey not only publicly disobeys her, but actually challenges her, almost exposing her Secret Past to a room full of students, and gets quite literally thrown out of her classroom for it

Now other teachers have been thrown out of the whole school (and there's an angry mob of incel princes outside that will legit murder any women they see) so this lil fic focuses on the aftermath of this moment, in regards to Lesso hearing second hand that Dovey was thrown out, but not having enough detail to know if she's okay or even still on school grounds, or enough power to take on Evelyn herself. It also relies on the idea that they've got an established secret relationship going on because... come on. They're in love I don't care

Anywho have a snippet:

Clarissa took a deep breath, silently opening the door to her bedroom and slipping inside. Leonora was pacing back and forth at the end of the bed, and her head snapped up at the soft click of the door closing behind her lover. She was on her in an instant, cold hands cupping Clarissa’s face, eyes searching desperately over her.

“Are you hurt?” she sounded breathless, and her lip trembled slightly. This was the side of her that only Clarissa got to see, and it warmed her heart even as Lesso’s hands leeched the heat from her skin.

“I’m fine, dearest.” Leonora’s eyes didn’t stop darting over her face, checking that fact for herself, scanning over her entire body for any sign of injury. Clarissa curled her fingers over her love’s wrists, bringing her gaze back up to her own. “Leonora. I’m fine.”

The taller woman’s shoulders dropped, a shaky breath escaping her as she tugged Dovey closer, nestling her head into the crook of her neck, one hand on the back of her head while the other arm wrapped tightly around her shoulders. She bowed her head for a moment, breathing deeply, and Clarissa gently wrapped her own arms around Leonora’s waist.

“I’m fine.”

Suddenly she was pushed away, held at arm’s length, Leonora’s nails digging into her shoulders. “What were you thinking?” Lesso’s tone alone was enough to make anyone else beg for mercy, and her face was contorted in anger, but Clarissa knew her well enough to see the fear there too.

“I had to say something. I couldn’t just let her-”

“Yes! You could have!” Leonora released her in favour of pacing once again, a snarl forming even as her hands shook. “You don’t have to save everyone, Clarissa! This isn’t your fault, and it isn’t your fight.”

Dovey pursed her lips. While she understood Lesso’s reasons, it certainly didn’t mean she was just going to stand there and allow herself to be berated for standing up to Evelyn. “And if I don’t protect the children, who will?”

Leonora whirled, shouting without hesitation, “And if you stand up to Evelyn, who’s going to protect you?”