#beth blabs

[beefstatic]

robotgirls who are rooms upon rooms of motherboards and circuitry. robotgirls who have a control room. robotgirls who have massive switches and buttons and wires as thick as your arm. robotgirls that are sleeping giant machines from another age. robotgirls with deep, inhuman, machine generated voices. robotgirls that need whole buildings to contain them.

[bethdehart]

hey I feel like I don't talk much online but I just wanna say how grateful I am for y'all??? like thanks for liking my art it means a lot <3 baby beef would be proud of me I think.

[downthetubes]

Broken Frontier announces the winners of its 20th annual awards for comics

The leading comics website Broken Frontier, run by Andy Oliver, has announced the winners of its 20th annual BF Awards, voted for by its readers and the BF team

The leading comics website Broken Frontier, run by Andy Oliver, has announced the winners of its 20th annual BF Awards, voted for by its readers and the BF team. The winners include a number of British creators, Beck Kubrick, Michael Molcher, Paul B. Rainey, Emma Reynolds and David Roach among them. The BF team feel the winners and nominees reflect a wide range of the socially conscious and…

[sapphim]

bethany developed into the stronger mage, in terms of the raw force she was able to call upon, but struggled to master control and consistency. tabby couldn't match her sister in terms of power, but cultivated more precision in order to get the most out of her talents, developing a unique and subtle fighting style that augmented the physical skills she had honed (along the lines of the arcane warrior/spirit warrior specs).

malcolm passed along the chantry line regarding benevolent spirits and malicious demons. more comfortable in her own self-control than bethany, tabitha also feels less guarded (though not entirely un-guarded) interfacing with helpful spirits.

I'm trying to work through tabby's backstory of being a mage but presenting solely as a warrior and I think she started practicing swordplay in earnest when it became clear that carver wasn't developing the same magical talents and was feeling left out of magic lessons with dad, so the two of them would have something they could do together like she did with bethany, but then she ended up being better than him at magic and at swordplay (she's got a five year lead on you bro it's fine it's chill you'll catch up) so that did not entirely help matters

[pitchsidestories]

cheerleader II Grace Clinton x Reader

masterlist I word count: 1882

a/n: inspired by the request if we write for Grace Clinton, enjoy. 🤍

“Hurry up, Celin, I don’t want to be too late for the match.”, Grace Clinton told the fellow football player impatiently, the arms crossed over her chest. The rest of the friend’s group had already been ready to leave fifteen minutes ago.

The Norwegian meanwhile took a final glance at her bathroom mirror, checking if the curls she just made fell right, before announcing:” I’m coming.”

“Finally.”, Grace sighed relived.

Eyerolling Celin padded the shoulder of her friend: “Don’t be annoying. We’ll be on time.”

“Someone can’t wait to be the personal cheerleader of her girlfriend today.”, Khiara Keating teased the fellow Lionesses teammate with a huge grin on her face.  

When the goalkeeper mentioned you Grace cheeks turned immediately red which Charli Grant couldn’t help but to point out in a swooning voice:” I think it’s adorable. Look at how much she’s blushing!”

“Oh, shut up!”, your girlfriend begged annoyed who felt her face becoming even hotter than before.

Amused Celin commented: “Disgustingly cute.”

“Celin!”, she yelled at her.

The Norwegian looked innocently at her teammate:” What?”

“Stop it. No one said it was disgustingly cute when you got engaged.”, Grace reminded the woman who was only two years older than her.

Smiling at the memory Celin admitted: “ No, that’s true. Bethany was really annoying about it though like a mum. She asked me if I was sure about it? And that we’re still in the puppy love phase, blab la bla.”

“She just doesn’t want you to make a mistake.”, your girlfriend replied softly.

Dramatically the midfielder groaned:” Yes, and that’s sweet of her but she really needs to stop using dog metaphors all the time.”

The smile on Grace’s lips grew even bigger as she thought of Beth Englands golden retrievers who were adorable in her eyes and made her wish that you both would eventually get a puppy together, maybe the summer would be the perfect time for it:”  Everyone loves dogs though.”

“And her golden retrievers are so cute.”, Charli added in a tone she usually reserved for Harper.

The youngest of the four, Khiara was looking alarmed at the time on her phone:” Girls now we really got to hurry up!”

“Tell that to Celin.”, Grace scoffed.

She pouted: “It wasn’t my fault!”

“Yes, it was.”, your girlfriend laughed.

As they stepped out Charli was putting an arm on each of the best friends, while reminding them why they were heading out today: “Come on, girls. It’s time to watch some grassroots football, now.”

Your teammate Ava bumped her shoulder against yours as you walked out on the pitch together. With a smirk she commented: “Y/n, havd you spotted your cheerleader already?”

“Not yet. I fear they run a little late. She's bringing some friends with her today.”, you replied, your gaze wandering towards the entrance of the football pitch. But there was still no sign of Grace.

Avas eyes widened: “There's even more of them coming?!”

You nodded patiently: “Yeah, Celin, Charli and Khiara are coming as well.”

“Holy F-…”, Ava replied, stopping herself before your coach could hear her.

Your goalkeeper, Max, joined your conversation, lifting their eyebrow at you; “But you warned them that we do this just for fun and that we are not really good in our league, right?!”

Grimacing, you looked at your two teammates; “Uhm…”

“What the hell, y/n? We're totally going to embarrass ourselves in front of them!”, Ava yelled out, her voice rising with anxiety. She exchanged a panicked look with Max.

“Girls, calm down…”, you started, fighting back a smile.

The defender shook her head, her blonde ponytail swinging: “How?!”

You rolled your eyes with fondness: “You guys know Grace already and you never had a problem playing in front of her.”

“That’s different!”, Max interrupted you but the corners of their mouth curved into slight grin.

“Yeah, she’s only there to look at you with heart eyes during the match.”, Ava agreed, giggling.

You could feel your cheeks heat up: “Oh come on…”

Max shrugged nonchalantly: “She’s got a point.”

“Her friends are very nice, you’ll see.”, you promised them while you caught yourself looking for your girlfriend again.

Ava raised her eyebrows: “Let's hope so.”

“I guess we should start warming up.”, Max changed the topic and started to jog across the grass.

Ava clapped her hands: “Yes, let’s go.”

Max looked back over their shoulder towards you: “Come on!”

Laughing, you followed them: “I’m coming, children!”

“Children? You’re the child here!”, the goalkeeper laughed.

“Since she got into uni she thinks she’s an adult.”, Ava continued to tease.

“Hey!”, you protested. You were not even the youngest player on your team.

Max deliberately ignored you: “She wishes.”

Before you could reply, you were almost knocked off balance by someone jumping on your back and wrapping their hands around your shoulders.

“She’s still our baby!”, Rileys voice shouted right next to your ear.

You shook the redheaded midfielder off: “Ugh, stop it. I’m not.”

“Yeah, you are.”, Max countered smugly.

“At least I’m faster than you!”, you grinned and increased your pace, switching from a fast jog into a sprint.

The goalkeepers jaw dropped: “Without stretching! If we’d do that, we could go home right now.”

“Honestly, some things you can only do when you’re young.”, Ava shook her head.

Riley laughed: “My knees hurt from only watching her.”

“You sound like Lucy Bronze, Riley.”, you chuckled, remembering the phone call you had with Grace when she was away with the lionesses in Spain. Your girlfriend was happy about the fact that the English defender put her under her wings.

Even though the knee of the Barcelona player was hurting after she ran against Grace in training the older woman was still joking around with her like the pain was nothing.

Dropping the name of the famous lionesses Riley’s mouth dropped wide open: “Excuse me?!”  

“Yeah, it’s true but Luce wouldn’t just sat by and chat when she has to warm up.”, Khiara joined the conversation with a teasing smile on her lips.

Your teammate pouted, begging not all too serious: “Never ever bring your girlfriend and her friends again.”

“Riley, you got compared to Lucy Bronze that’s a compliment., you tried to cheer the older woman up before you turned around to kiss your girlfriend who was standing next to the Mancity goalkeeper, hi babe, glad you could make it.”

You were willing to ignore Celins fake gagging noises unlike Grace. She scolded the Norwegian for her reaction:” Celin!”

“Ignore her, Grace. Have fun watching the game, girls.”, you told her softly.

“We’ll.”

“Good luck.”, Khiara shouted after you, widely grinning.

Grateful for her support you mouthed: “Thank you, Khi.”

“You’re welcome.”, she replied.

During the match, Celin bit her lip, looking worried at what was happening in front of them:” Oh god, their team is bad.”

“Don’t be mean.”, Grace immediately defended you and your team.

With a mischievous grin Khiara reminded the Tottenham players:” You guys were bad too when we won against you 7:0.”

“You said you wouldn’t remind us anymore.”, your girlfriend whined.

The mancity goalkeeper countered: “At least it stopped Celin from being mean.”

“Grace, your girl scored!”, Celin excitedly interrupted them.

Proudly Grace said:” Not too bad, right?”

“It was a really nice goal.”, Charli admitted.

When Max celebrated your goal with you, she pulled you close to hum into your ear:” Little one tell your girlfriend she needs to come more often if her presence makes you score such bangers.”

“Oh, but you know she’s a busy girl.”, you answered grinning.

Confidently she shook her head:” Doesn’t matter. We need some wins.”

After the match, Ava announced to your girlfriend:” Grace, we need you to attend more games it works wonders on y/n’s performance.”

“I’ll try to come more often. But my weekends are pretty booked.”, Grace promised.

 In a reassuring tone you responded:” You don’t have too.”

“No, I want to come more often. I really enjoyed watching.”, your girlfriend looked at you lovingly.

“To be fair I enjoy watching you play too.”, you confessed sweetly.

She smirked while suggesting:” I think we could make a deal out of it.”

“Yes, we’ll try to see each other’s games as often as we can.”, you nodded eagerly.

The promise was sealed with a kiss from her on your lips:” That sounds fair.”

Two weeks later, the roles were reversed and you watched Grace and her team play against Manchester City in the FA Women’s Cup.

It was a suspenseful game that eventually went into a penalty shootout. You held your breath as Amy Turner converted the final penalty for Tottenham. You could not hide your joy for your girlfriends team while you watched them run towards each other and celebrate their win.

“Becky, you were amazing!“, Grace yelled at their goalkeeper who was able to save two of Manchester penalties.

Beth England pulled her two teammates into a hug: “I’m so proud of you, girls!“

“You really saved us with your goal in the last minute of stoppage time!“, Grace yelled happily at the striker. Her cheeks were still red from the game as her gaze drifted over the crowd of people applauding the win.

Beth shrugged with one shoulder: “They had to make a mistake at some point. She’s over there by the way if you’re looking for her.“

A new bright red flashed across Graces face: “Yes, I was searching for her.“

“Come on. Go to her, get your winners kiss and then we can celebrate together.“, Becky laughed and pushed the younger player in your direction.

Beth called after her: “Hurry up!“

“Trust me, I’m running as fast as I can.“, Grace laughed back at her as she made her way across the pitch.

She stopped right in front of you, a huge grin on her face.

“Hi, love. I’m so proud of you and your team.“, you greeted her and pulled her into a tight hug.

“Thanks. I’m glad you could be here.“, she replied.

As you pulled out of the hug, you held up your phone and presented your girlfriend your text messages: “Ava, Max and the whole team congratulate you and forgive me for missing training today.“

“That’s so sweet of them.“, Grace smiled, visibly moved by the thoughtfulness of your football team.

You nodded: “Yes, they are the best.“

“They are.“

“Go and celebrate with your team, babe, you deserve it.“, you laughed and gave her gentle push.

Grace held out her hand for you: “Join us.“

“Are you sure?“

“Absolutely.“

“Okay, I’m coming with you.“, you finally agreed and followed your girlfriend onto the grass.

Grace carefully took your hand in hers: “Good. The girls will be happy to see you.“

As soon as you reached the celebrating football players, you smiled: “Hi, girls.“

Charli beamed at you: “You’re here!“

“Gracies' lucky charm!“, Celin yelled with a slight tease in her voice.

“So that’s why we won.“, Charli concluded with a grin.

Grace pressed a kiss to your cheek: “Oh yes.“

Celin shot her a sceptical look: “Sure. It was probably her.“

Grace turned towards you, searching for your eyes: “Ignore the sceptic Celin. Love you, y/n.“

“I love you too.“, you replied and kissed her passionately.

[real-total-drama-takes]

I loved the teams’ almost opposite approaches to voting off campers in Total Drama Island.

The Screaming Gophers were way more pragmatic, I noticed. If you cost your team the game or couldn’t be of use to your team, you were out! Noah being useless at dodgeball, Izzy blabbing the idea for DJ to push everyone’s canoes to the other team, Cody being injured beyond use to his team, Beth being blamed for “cursing” their team with a losing streak. Literally the only elimination that didn’t follow this rule was Justin, which was orchestrated by Heather. Speaking of Heather, it’s why I think she always stayed over the other person she was in the bottom 2 with–she was actually determined to win for their team, was frequently a leader (if a very bossy one), and was more useful than the other guy.

Meanwhile, the Killer Bass treated the team like a social hierarchy. You had the Bass trio of Duncan (the ringleader), Geoff, and DJ. Duncan had his C.I.T. Princess at the helm (who was pretty bossy, but stayed due to Duncan’s crush on her). Geoff had his surfer babe Bridgette too (who was super popular and likable in her own right). If you weren’t those 5, you might as well go home.

The Bass definitely voted off players for costing them the game (Katie, Tyler, Harold), but I recall instances like Ezekiel and Eva making themselves social pariahs with their sexism and cabin-destroying rage, respectively. You also had Harold, and as good as he was at winning for their team, he was just gross and geeky, which made him unpopular. I recall FOUR times he was in the bottom 2 (during Eva, Sadie, Courtney, & his own elimination), and it was only for HIS elimination that he actually cost his team the game. I even remember Courtney rallying everyone against Sadie for hitting her with apples and taking it personally. And even Harold not performing the worst in the boot-camp episode couldn’t save him from almost being voted off had he not rigged the votes, just because Courtney was Duncan’s girlfriend and officially a part of the gang now.

Just interesting to see their two approaches.

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

‘she’s gonna save me, call me "baby", run her hands through my hair, she’ll know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet she wouldn't care’

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reader. writer. actress. pianist. dancer. singer. hopeless romantic.

heyy, i’m bella ᡣ𐭩

work too much. think too deep. dream too big. cry too soon. love too hard.

about me: I love to read and write, it’s literally become a personality trait . this is my first writing blog ever so I’m open to criticism and pointers on how to make my work better 🤍🤍 she/her, minor, 21+ DNI

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- shatter me

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[softpine]

did we enjoy hanging out at the virtual bar last night ..... sorry i didn't finish answering the asks i fell asleep on the floor listening to lover you should've come over on a loop for 3 hours anyway here's the rest 😌 i may not be drunk anymore but i answered them quick fire mode for that authentic experience fjkjsds

i feel like as she's gotten older, caroline became the retrospective/morose kinda drunk and that's beth's natural state so it would be like a healing therapy session for sure. mikaela gets sloppy lmaooo so she would be blabbing about things no one asked, probably dropping some crazy anecdote that no one can tell if it's true or not. danny just gets stupid horny fjksjds sorry, gotta kick him out after 2 drinks or you'll see a lot more than you ever wanted to

he earned it!!!

honestly i never do anything for my sims birthdays because there's just so many of them 😭 but tom bought him a brownie from the dining hall and stuck a candle in it, then they gathered some friends and went out for drinks later but casper paid the whole tab with danny's money lol and his friends back home got on a group phone call to wish him happy birthday 💖

it suuuuuucks :( i know it's necessary and someday it will feel good and hopefully my relationships will be stronger because of it, but in the meantime i just feel like a toddler who doesn't have the words to describe how i feel so i just cry a lot fjkjsds it's definitely easier to give austin the benefit of the doubt because i can relate, but that makes me want to see him improve more than anything. i don't want to live my life in such a closed-off way anymore and austin probably doesn't either... he just isn't at that stage yet where he realizes it's a problem, so it's frustrating to witness him act like this 😭

BETHHH all of the above!! (well except HOA, because fuck HOAs) we've seen her volunteer as a chaperone for school dances, she's definitely asa's most involved parent in his school & general safety. caroline liked interacting with other parents when asa was little, because she was a young parent she wanted to soak up as much parental experience as possible. on the other hand, mikaela felt embarrassed about how she was the youngest parent in the room when she was putting casper through school/sports so she tended to keep to herself, but she did eventually embrace her status as a soccer mom and then football mom lmao. i can see her and beth in a bookclub :')

yeah he's at the tail end of his tour right now, he only has a few shows left. in the last post with caroline & asa in the hospital, mikaela was actually on the phone with danny but it didn't really make sense to include in that scene, so i moved it to the next time we'll see asa's parents. so i can't say too much about him yet!! but yeah he did take a SUPER long break, so his team is not going to be happy if he asks for another. he tries to keep his family out of the spotlight and only shares nonspecific information about them, but of course he taps into his emotions when writing music so i'm sure a lot of his family struggles come through, just maybe not in the way a casual listener would hear and think "oh his son has had mysterious health problems his whole life" or anything like that!

it's honestly been really fun to write!! he's such a stoic figure and his inner monologue is too, but there's a lot he doesn't say even to himself that's just simmering under the surface...

@forgotten-pixels omg it's funny you bring this up!! when i first introduced mac in the story, i wasn't thinking at all about genetics, i just picked a coat pattern i thought was cute and randomly decided he would be a boy, but then right after that i switched my major to biology and took a genetics class where i had to do a whole research project about chromosomal abnormalities and used male tortoiseshell cats as one of the focuses because they have an extra X chromosome which can also occur in humans (though obviously we don't get cute patterns because of it..... sad!) but male tortoiseshell cats tend to have a ton of health problems & lowered life expectancy because of this abnormality, so if we were being entirely realistic mac probably wouldn't have survived into adulthood. but since this is the sims i decided pets can never die fjksjds i did think about doing a silly retcon where once mac is no longer a kitten he runs away for a few days and returns pregnant because oops he's actually a female cat but 1. again, this is sims so who cares about realism and 2. there is no way in hell beth would be irresponsible enough to not get her adopted stray cat fixed as soon as possible. so i just scrapped the whole idea lmao but yes!! mac is just an exceedingly rare kitty :P

aww i'm sorry i think you sent this a couple days ago, but thank you for thinking of me 🥺 i hope you had a good day!!

noo you didn't make me feel rushed at all!! i totally get wanting to know, i wish i could be more consistent but i've given up on expecting that from myself jfkjsdj but yeah don't fear, he's not really dead dead hehe

oh i love this for them, thank you so much 💖 i don't know anything but just from what you've said, i think leo & aries makes so much sense for finn and asa because like they literally were never supposed to be together or even meet in their lifetimes but by god they will NOT let that stop them 😌

@morrigan-sims AHHH yeah i honestly have nothing to add to this fjkjsds you said it all !! i could comment more but that would be spoilers territory so i'll just leave it with saying i love hearing everyone's predictions, it makes me happy that you know these characters well enough to see into the future a bit 🥺

he wouldn't do anything to hurt (physically or emotionally) asa's family, nor would he knowingly let asa hurt them himself. so...... honey you've got a big storm coming i guess 😭😭

she loves animals, particularly reptiles & amphibians, she'd be so great working in conservation or education about animals especially for kids 🥺

she has a vague idea of how certain people would react... she thinks stevie would probably believe her (at least partially) because she's always been pretty open to unexplainable phenomenon, but she falsely believes that stevie wouldn't be able to keep a secret (she doesn't know that stevie has been keeping asa & finn's secret for a decade now...). she would never want to tell elaine, because she knows elaine doesn't believe in anything supernatural and would probably assume she's experiencing actual delusions. that just leaves asa, who she might have considered telling, except that she knows how badly he's struggled with his own mental health so she would never want to potentially make it worse by confusing his reality in a sense...

oh yeah i definitely cannot comment on this one jfkjsds

asa truly does not think about consequences or the future. you wouldn't assume this is the case because of how quiet and thoughtful he seems, but he chooses to live in the moment and deal with problems as they arise, not a minute sooner. for him, there's just no way he'll ever be without finn, no matter what he has to do to make that happen or what he has to give up..

[unadulterated-syd]

A/n; I know I said I was taking a break but I miss Beth and I can't seem to find anything for her. At this point, she's my comfort character, and I need some comfort <3.

Beth Greene x Grimes! Fem! Reader

Warnings; unedited, mentions of suicidal thoughts (nothing graphic), the idea of a closeted relationship.

Sitting on the front porch of the Greene's house, you sighed, looking out over the countryside. You would give so much to feel safe at this point, but in reality, you'd never be safe. All you could do was hope that you'd feel safe someday.

Beth seemed to be the light to your now-dark world, the sun you often revolved around. She was a sight of innocence, her family fighting to keep her protected. It wasn't practical, but you didn't care. Her ignorance brought you peace.

She watched over Carl well too, which meant a lot to you. But, most importantly she loved you as you. Not as Rick's daughter, or Carl's sister, but as Y/n. She was the one person who saw you as more than a label if it made any sense.

She sat down beside you, your portion of dinner in her hands. "Thought you might want some company, you look lonely out here. Like this." She smiled gently, oh how her smile made you weak. You nodded, your lips perking up barely, hardly a smile. Taking the food from her was an odd sensation, knowing you needed it, whilst knowing you didn't want it.

Knowing you wouldn't have taken it from anyone but her.

She gave you a look, a knowing one at best. She knew you better than most, and she knew enough to see that you were struggling. Someway, somehow. She wouldn't dare ask, but her look said she was there. It taunted your mind, was it worth it to take her innocence to protect yourself? No. Surely not.

You looked at your lap, where the food sat, pushing it either which way on the plate. "Y/n, you can tell me anything, you know that?" Her voice was hushed as if she wasn't sure you trusted her. A part of her knowing you locked certain parts of you away, to keep her sane.

You shook your head, looking up at the cascading sunset, "I have nothing to tell."

Her face contorted, hiding her hurt as best she could. "Okay." She whispered, standing up. "I'll leave you too it, then. Goodnight, Y/n."

"Goodnight, Beth."

You watched her leave, but you didn't eat.

The next morning rolled around fast, you barely slept any. Your brain was deteriorating at thoughts of how you'd acted towards Beth the night prior, had you ruined everything already?

You took Carl out to practice with his new pistol, Shane practically demanded you teach him before your dad could find out. You set up the cans, Carl eagerly awaiting your commands, blabbing about how excited he was to quote, 'protect' you.

You couldn't help but smile at him, you hadn't seen him that excited since it'd all begun. It also made you want to cry however, you were swiping whatever innocence was left in him. You were teaching your younger brother to kill at such a young age. He deserved better.

You taught him the basics, safety, how to load, etc. And then, you told him to go ahead, try and hit the cans. He had impeccable aim for a new shooter, and in a harsh way, you were proud of it. "You're doing great bud, let's move back a couple feet and try again."

He began his new task as Beth approached, soft footsteps padding over sticks and rocks. You looked over your shoulder, arms uncrossing as she looked back at you. "Y/n? Carl? What're you two doing out here?"

"Could ask you the same." You begun, gesturing for Carl to continue his practice, as you walked closer to Beth.

"Shane sent me out here to teach him to shoot, doesn't want my dad to know.." You spoke, looking at Carl rather than her. She gave you a somber look, sensing the same pain present in you as the days prior. "Come talk to me when you're done."

And with that, she left.

Carl looked at you, a smile on his face as he finished his last round, "You like her, don't-cha?"

"Me? Obviously." You smiled, messing with him, as you readjusted the hat on his head, "Our secret, deal?"

He nodded, insisting on a pinky promise, which you took, "Let's get back, alright?"

You passed Carl off to your mom and took off to find Beth, whom as you presumed, was inside cleaning up. She was humming a tune you didn't quite recognize, she looked angelic to you.

You cleared your throat, letting her know of your presence, to which she jumped and looked at you. "Y/n! Don't sneak up on me like that. Come with me." She smiled, leading you up the stairs to her room, shutting the door behind the two of you.

You stood by her window, looking down on your found family bustling around, finishing chores. She sat on her bed, shuffling around to find a comfortable sitting position, before looking at you again.

You looked down, shaking your head, "Beth, you don't have to keep doing this. I don't need a therapist, you being you is enough. You're smart, really smart, so why do you keep letting me drag you down? I'm not happy, I never am, and I can't make you happy."

"It's not true, you just have to trust me."

"I do trust you, Beth, that's the fucking problem." You looked at her, eyebrows furrowing, "I'm going to ruin you and you know it. We all know it."

"No one but you thinks that."

You looked down, your eyes filling, though you refused to cry in front of her. "You want the truth, Beth? I want to die, Beth. I want something to fucking get me in my sleep, and I want it to happen soon. I want it every night. Every goddamn night."

It slipped, everything, and you regretted it as soon as you saw her face. And then the tears fell, hers first, yours following.

She stood up, looking at you, her palms gently finding their way to the sides of your face. She held your face as if you would break, she treated you as if you were as fragile as you felt. You were just a teenage girl again, you were no longer at death's doorstep.

But worst of all, you knew why she felt empathetic to you. You knew why she cared and it broke your heart. She'd wanted to die too, she'd tried. You kissed her scars every time you could, anytime you two could escape.

"I love you." The words escaped before you could stop them, choking as you spoke them, your tears gone now.

"I love you too." Her words were like a promise, a promise to love you.

You pressed your lips to hers, your eyes closing as you did, it was like sparks flew every time you kissed her. She gave you hope for a better world, she flipped the bad, she always had.

"We're just kids." She whispered, looking up at you, "Just kids. I just want to be free, I want to do better for you, I will I swear. We can share responsibility, and someday we can stop hiding."

You wrapped your arms around her, eyes screwing shut. "We'll do better. For Carl, for other kids. We're tough. But I need you to stick around for that, okay?" You felt her nod, her tears covering your shoulder.

Her innocence was never truly there, she had to grow up just as fast as you did. As much as it hurt, as much as you wanted to shelter her, you were hurting her by pretending. And you needed to do better, for her sake.

Tags; @carlgrimesslover

[joannaliceevans-fanficblog]

You Will Find Me: Chapter 9.

Whoa it's been a hot minute since I wrote about these two! And sorry it's been a while! I had it in my drafts for long time, and I just wasn't happy with it...until now!

Also, this series almost coming to an end, with 4 more chapters left.

I know it's not one of biggest and popular series that I've written. But I love these two none the less, as it was one of my original OG fics.

Anyways, enough of me blabbing!

A big thanks to @hollybee8917 for betaing this!

Frank

It was late in the evening when Frank walked into the Inn. Beth was busy with the front desk, checking in the weekend guests. He looked around the lobby area, Sarah wasn’t anywhere in sight. Sighing, he headed to the restaurant and entered through the double doors. As he walked in, the whole place was in chaos due to the busy night. From there, he could see the bakery in full swing, and his beloved working. 

He noticed Sarah’s smile as she laughed with the bakers, helping them make some items. But it quickly disappeared when she looked up from piping whipped cream onto the fresh fruit cake, looking at him for a moment before returning to what she was doing.

Frank would have gone over to her, but he could tell she was still mad. So with one last sigh, he turned and left the Inn. As he gathered his luggage, a taxi came around, stopping to pick Frank up. As the taxi was driving out the driveway, for some reason, maybe hope, Frank turned around thinking that somehow Sarah had a change of heart and ran after him as in those romantic movies they would watch. Slowly though, the Inn was fading away from his sight as the driver continued on. Frank made one last attempt to call her but was sent straight to voicemail. He took a deep breath and left a voicemail.

“I hope we can figure things out and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. We have been through so much together to just let it all go. I will wait for you to come back to me.”

**

The following morning, Frank arrived at his family home, his parent’s driver, Mr. Davis, pulled into their driveway and opened the car door once he’d parked and shut the engine off. Frank got out to see his mother was standing there.

“Where’s Sarah?” Evelyn asked as Frank walked up to the front. He sighed and looked toward his mother.

“Back at the Inn,” he said and walked into the house.

“Something happened, didn’t it?” Evelyn asked, knowing that something did indeed happen before her son came to see her.

Frank paused and turned around, “Nothing-“

“She’s starting to remember everything, am I correct?” Evelyn asked.

“Mother, I came here to help you, not to be interrogated” Frank said, changing the subject.

“I know that and I’m grateful, but you know, you can’t keep that a secret forever. From the beginning I’ve told you to be honest with her -“

“Mother, I can, I will keep it from her. I love her, and she’s-“

“But you’re being selfish. You know she belongs to someone else. You know that-“

“Cut it, mother!” Frank yelled and headed upstairs to his old bedroom.

“Franklin Adler, you can’t hide from this! The truth will eventually come out!” His mother yelled, as the door slammed shut.

**

Sarah

Beep

Beep

The annoying sound of her alarm clock blared in her ear. Moaning, Sarah rolled over, picked up her phone, and swiped the red button. Looking through one eye, the time read 3:30 am. Placing her phone down, Sarah kicked the sheets off and got up. The cold immediately hit her, and she grabbed her robe from the chair in front of her. She wrapped it around her, tying it nice and snug. Yawning once more, Sarah went to the bathroom to do her business.

As she got to the bottom of the stairs, Sarah headed to the bar to make her morning latte. She knew that she was still in her robe, in her nightgown and still looked like sleep had won the battle, but she didn’t care.

“You’re up early.” Sarah heard a familiar voice, causing her to turn around, Sarah smiled at Beth.

“Oh Beth, you know I’m always awake at this time.” Sarah said as she put the first two shots into her cup.

“That’s true, but honey, is everything okay? You seem upset.” Beth asked as she took a seat at the bar. Sarah thought for a moment, debating on if she should tell Betty.

“Frank and I argued last night,” Sarah said quietly. 

Beth looked at her, knowing that something else was going on, but at the same time knowing that Sarah wasn't ready to tell the rest. Before Sarah could respond, the front desk phone rang, and Beth left to answer it.

**

Nat

While Steve took advantage of the boat tours, Natasha was sitting down in the lobby working on research. The kind lady at the front desk told Steve that Frank was out for the rest of the week and that their tour guide would be Lewis.

As Nat stared at her computer screen, she looked out to see that the sun was out amid clear skies. Smiling, Nat closed her laptop, packed everything, and headed out. It was warm as Nat strolled, a familiar voice was heard. As she continued to walk, the voice sounded more like a cry. Nat wanted to ignore it but the more she walked, the louder it got. The moment she got closer, the more familiar it became.

The woman sat on the bench, wiping her eyes as she wrapped her arms around her tight hoping the pain would go away. Nat then took a seat on the bench next to her. Not wanting to intrude, Nat gave her time to collect herself.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” Nat heard her say. Nat noticed that she was looking for a tissue when Nat grabbed a handkerchief in her purse and extended her hand to her. The woman tried to decline her offer, but Nat insisted.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.” The woman said as she dabbed her eyes, and Nat smiled.

“It’s not a problem,” Nat said. The two sat in silence for a moment until Nat turned towards the woman.

“You seem to be alone; wanna join me for lunch?” Nat asked. The woman looked at her for a moment and smiled.

“I would like that, but I don’t even know who-“

“I’m Natasha. But my friends call me Nat.” The woman looked at her for a second.

“That’s a pretty name; I’m Sarah.” She said with a smile.

**

During the walk to the restaurant, Nat asked if she'd been there before, knowing she already knew the answer but needed to play dumb for a bit. Sarah told Nat she was the owner of the Inn. Nat gave a surprised look and apologized.

“Oh, don’t be sorry, Nat, I don’t expect people to know unless they see the website. But I do own this place with my fiancée.” Sarah said she led Nat inside. Nat then watched as she talked to the hostess, bringing them to the outside patio and looking over the beachside. It was a bit chilly, but luckily, the heater was on.

“I have to ask, but if it’s too personal, you don’t have-“

“How did I meet Frank? It’s fine, and I get that question a lot. But to answer your question, Frank saved me. I was involved in a serious car accident, he was driving by. My car was down in a ditch.” Sarah said quietly.

Nat looked at her in shock; then she noticed the scarring on her face. The more Nat looked at her, the more she knew that there was something more to this story. For her car to go down into the ditch? There had to be something that caused it to be that bad, not even Neal remembered what really happened.

“Anyways, enough sappiness; what are you in the mood for?” Sarah asked. Shaking her head, Nat smiled and picked up the menu.

“Well, last night, I had the Salmon Parcells. Oh, this looks good. The Spring Citrus Strawberry Salad.” Nat said. Sarah laughed as she too placed her menu down.

“My sous chef and I made that one. Do you like Feta Cheese?” Sarah asked, making Nat smiled.

“Of course, it reminds me of an old friend I had.” Nat said sadly, and Sarah looked at her.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Then-“

“No, it’s okay. She’s not gone. We just-she went missing, and I miss her dearly but I know she will come back.” Nat said, smiling through her pain.

**

Andy

Andy stepped out of the bathroom after a nice relaxing shower. He’d had a long night last night trying to find more information on his wife’s whereabouts. Even being a successful ADA, Andy couldn’t for the life of him figure out why he was at a dead end. Everything was leading him in circles. As he changed, Andy saw the black box on his side of the bed. He knew what it was, he’d placed it there the night he returned to this house. Now and then, he would take it out, and her memories would come flooding his mind.

He sat on the bed, letting everything sink in. Andy looked at the ring and placed it onto his left hand without thinking it out. The moment he had it on, he felt an instant connection: her voice, scent, everything.

“I’m coming, sweetheart,” Andy said out loud.

Beep

Beep

His phone rang, disturbing his thoughts. He placed the box down and grabbed his phone from his side table. Steve was on his screen, and Andy picked up right away.

Steve, what’s up? Anything new?

Andy, I do have news. And you’re not going to believe what I found.”

[michelleelizabethtanner]

For the writing ask!!

3. How would you describe your writing style?

23. Dialogue or description? Why is the other one so hard?

33. Give your writing a compliment.

😍 🥰😍 🥰

Ok so I see why Tumblr is so addicting. Haha! It lets you get all the thoughts of writing out while still procrastinating all your actual writing. 😂

@joeyjoeylee you’re so sweet with your asks and your generous encouragement! ❤️

3 and 23 go hand in hand. I would say my writing is very descriptive stream of consciousness, and I use overdescriptiveness to establish atmosphere. Amateur writing is so interesting! I’m not even an experienced amateur writer (I know it seem like an oxymoron but you know what I mean – we forget some amateur writers are amateurs because of their unique ability to either mimic or inherently know how to use professional writing conventions), so I struggle with some of that concise storytelling some people are able to achieve.

Ironically, even though I blab endlessly, I find writing descriptions of scenes very difficult. Sometimes I’ll go back to re-read and it’s just endless action sentences “and then she touched his hand; and then he looked at her…” and I just cringe. Idk why it’s so hard! I’ve been reading others’ works with much more attentiveness to how exactly they structure their descriptions to see if I can pick up technique. It’s just incredibly difficult to convey what I picture visually, in phrases that don’t sound like a step-by-step report of character robot actions.

Dialogue, on the other hand, is often much easier. Especially if I feel like I really really understand the characters I’m writing, (let’s get real though, who am I writing besides Beth and Rio? Lmao!), dialogue is such an easy way to establish everything without having to create atmosphere through description. Just a couple of well-placed words out of a character’s mouth can say so much. Particularly in fic, which benefits from already having all the world and character-building completed in canon, and the reader already having a frame of reference for who these characters are and how they normally use language.

So for 33, I will compliment my written dialogue. I feel like I mostly get that the way I want it to sound, and that the readers tend to experience my written conversations among characters the way I intend. (Man, this part is hard to do! Does self-complimenting ever not sound like arrogance?)

@joeyjoeylee I would actually like to hear your self-compliments! I know why I love your writing, but why do ✨YOU✨ love your writing? You’re so talented and I’m so curious!

[beefstatic]

IM GONNA CRY THEYRE SO CUTE!!!!!!!!! 😳😳😳😳

[bethdehart]

fursona friday. I could also do fursona friday. it would be fun to draw my fursonas more regularly......... ough

[the-firebird69]

It looks like the max plan to kill you and they sit here everyday saying I might or might not get money the apartment might burn down you dumb m************ might break in and ruin it every single f****** day until your death I'm going to have to listen a stupid s*** out of you John remoulard that's been years of the stupid crap from the max through you stupid s*** is you're so f****** lame and dumb imagine everything is hingy on a certain item and you don't think so she go ahead and f*** it up and well that's it and this guy this is unimaginable it has nothing to do with my people the failures of these gifted people as you call them astronomical they go from 800 mph to zero in like 2 seconds can you read that it's way out of proportion there's no comparison proportionally it does not match up error you can make them as big as you freaking want 300% of the population they're still dumber than a wet sock. This guy next door this loser Joel Watts has lost so much money and stuff the people who are poor should have money from him you can break open one of his bank accounts and feed everybody for a year did this poor I'm sick of looking at his face and having the same done things he's a very very wealthy person he's just extremely stupid I I can't believe I can't explain this correctly your little boy here had enough wealth to control the planet and chose not to because he's a fucking huge asshole.

Zues Hera I hate him too a lot but really what he says it he's saying you had him do it but he's really stupid and blew it and he blew like everything out the door just like he hates it and stuck to him it's really gross he stores all the stuff I've loses it and just sits there she has to go after him you find out it's just dumb now he's got other hate his things but really nothing justifies the stupid crap here

..

They're absolutely right this guy so far out there and he's a nut and he's insane he's clearly insane Howard Stern said it the guys just nuts he's a retard who's also insane and Insanity happens all the time the zombies are insane and TBI victims and he happens to be both of those as well. And really that kind of spent so someone thinks is good is probably foreigners who have a fight each other I tell you I don't think he's ever going to get it and we're talking to nobody and is regurgitating stuff. But you sure you're right about something he has so much money it's such a wasted place to have money if a friend here had money he'd be doing things to at least help society it'll be covered that this guy does his dog s*** he's Biff from back to the Future and he was Beth and super 8 and gets his face bit off and there's some symbolism there but they take the face and tell you what they've done comparisons to his voice and the laugh of the creature it sounds like him it says it shouldn't really sound like me because it's a creature and we say this that's actually true and they've been dumping it in and little garth is starting to blab and what a weirdo you should hear what these kids sound like. They are horrible.

They are delusional as hell and they demand that he believes stuff. I almost reached in there and pulled this idiot's head off and it's guarth. So it happens every day now I mean like it's a Lucky strike it's in there going no you have to try and fool me a little retards. And we're getting mad cuz it's real.

Macs

I can see it now they separated in their cities and the threatening everyone that they blow everything up the max are going to be sitting here saying we don't have these chips and they don't they're not ready yet and they're just investigating these other ones I mean this is a disaster these people are way out of line and it needs to go into a council meeting and we have one and we should have to bring it up and are my grandson says we have clout and we just don't believe it and we need to do something we need action that Grandpa's in trouble again and he got hurt by these fools and they don't know how they're doing and my grandson says it looks like I'm doing it but there's only one of me and you're always trying to harm me so we have to go after them and very hard this is a pile of s*** here

Bill

Olympus

[valcuda]

New Character: Elizabeth Atkins!

This is who I was referencing in my last post! I didn't post their drawing in it, cause it was only the draft, and I prefer uploading at least the final line work. Anyways, enough blabbing (I'm tagging this post for once), here's the art! (I still need to do the shading)

(I feel so I should note, she's doing a bit of a 'hugging' pose, so her palms are facing outwards. Also if you want context for any of what I'm about to say, read my post titled "Valcudas Info Dump Part 2". Also, don't ask how she keeps that button in her hair, I have no idea.)

Elizabeth, or Beth for short, comes from the UK, and was visiting the US with her family, when she was kidnapped. She was used as a test subject in the same test as Quinton, getting shrunken down to roughly 1/20th of her original size, putting her at 2.9 inches tall (0.6 of an inch taller than Quinton). Fortunately for her, she managed to escape! Being the first subject to leave the "Advanced Mammalian Research Lab" alive! (Quinton being the second thanks to Hellen)

In terms of personality, she's roughly as fearful as Quinton, but far more courageous, and has strong survival instincts. This is why when put in the same situation, Quinton complies, while Beth escapes.

-

Now, as I said in my previous post, Beth was meant to be for Project: Mansion, which is why she's British, and has 2 outfits.

Her dress is her original outfit, except the button was previously a bow in the draft. However, I had to draw her in the Test Subject outfit, since she was part of the test, and I think she'd be wearing that outfit for a while despite her escape, it's not exactly to find clothes at that size.

As you can see on her shirt, she's Test Subject 02, and unlike Quinton (Who I still need to update the drawing of!) that's actually correct in the story. This is one of those cases where doing 1 thing to a story, actually fixes another part!

For story reasons I need there to be some sort of multi-hour delay between Hellen getting Subject 04 (Quinton), and the proper supplies. In the current draft, Dr.Roberto, the head of the AMR Labs, is a complete fucking idiot. However, with Beth escaping, this can explain the long delay! Obviously Dr.Roberto would care more about a subject escaping, than potentially delaying the start of the test by a few hours.

At the same time, that gives a bit of foreshadowing to the sequel! I'm not exactly sure what Beth's story will be about, since I've spent most of the my time simply drawing her so far, and writing this post, but I know I want it to be her meeting Quinton somehow. Does Quinton get separated from Hellen, and run into Beth, or does Beth sneak her way into Hellen's house and meet Quinton? I'm not sure yet. They'll likely just be friends in the story, cause I don't really like writing romance, but I guess we'll see, cause this likely won't be finished for a while.

-

Anyways, that's all I really have to talk about for now.

Hopefully I'll actually get around to shading her drawings, unlike Gunther, Rossel, and Bridget, who I still haven't gotten around to. Once I do, I'll probably post it here, and whatever other details I've decided about her story by then.

(Also just learned "Rossel" isn't an actual name??? I refuse to rename Rossel tho.)

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*GRABS FOUR,,, NOMS*/hl i don't do this often, but since I've been thinking about certain people recently-- ( I miss blabbing with them ok, i didn't have much free time 😭😔/lh), here are the tags 🥺

@sleepyfour @justalurker-blog @klai-16xoxo @picnicbask3t @pastel-rights @justmandika @korywithablogwtf @beth-bethar00 @asystemerror

💌Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome💌

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That's all I got and if I tagged you but you barely know me it's because I wanna befriend you but I think you're too cool and I'm scared