#beth greene app

[wildfirehq]

CHARACTER NAME: Elizabeth Annette Greene.

CHARACTER FACECLAIM: Emily Kinney.

CHARACTER AGE/DOB: 30 | 1993 March 15. 

CHARACTER PRONOUNS/GENDER IDENTITY/SEXUALITY ETC: Cis Woman | she/her | Demisexual & Demiromantic.

CHARACTER FANDOM (if relevant): The Walking Dead.

OC OR CANON:  Canon.

IF RELEVANT, PLEASE COMMENT ON ANY IMPORTANT CANON DIVERGENCES: 

– Canon up until the shooting within Grady Memorial. Beth doesn’t die from the bullet. Instead, Dr. Steven Edwards and co. figure out Beth is alive by the scream she lets out while in the trunk of the car, her group left her in. 

WHERE THEY ARE CURRENTLY LOCATED & ANY IMPORTANT ALLIANCES OF NOTE: 

– The Commonwealth

IMPORTANT CHARACTER INFORMATION TO NOTE AND SHARE (this could be important headcanons for initial plotting, mini bios etc, supporting docs etc):

Prior to the outbreak, Beth Greene was born to Hershel and Annette Greene in 1993 on the Greene Family Farm in rural Georgia. Beth was the youngest of two half-siblings: her older brother Shawn, who belonged to her mama, and Maggie, the eldest, who belonged to Hershel and his late wife, Josephine. Hershel was known for being very protective of Beth and tried his best to shield her from the outside world and not follow the bad things he had done in his past life, such as going to jail and drinking alcohol. Her family raised her to have good manners and behavior and were usually overprotective of her. 

Unnoticed by Hershel, Beth was known for sneaking out with her best friend Clementine late at night to explore and hang out. She attended High School, along with Jimmy, and began a casual relationship with him roughly three months before the outbreak. 

At the beginning of the end - As the outbreak went global, Beth’s mother and Shawn were bitten by walkers. The two later died from the infection. Hershel had Otis take them to the barn, where they were reanimated. Due to what they saw on the news, Hershel believed the walkers were still alive and were simply sick people and that, while dangerous, they needed to be cared for as he believed the pandemic would end and a cure would save them all. 

Hershel barricaded his remaining family, Jimmy, Otis, and Patricia, within the farm. Beth was devastated by her mother and brother’s deaths, and her typically positive outlook on life slowly started to crumble. After losing the farm and her boyfriend, Jimmy, she started to lose her faith. However, very slowly, she still had that outlook in life where there were still good people in the world. 

Throughout the time toward the prison and during, Beth began to find a version of herself that she could place as a visage of indifference. Not wanting to cause a scene, she stayed towards the back unless needed. She soon became Judith’s fill-in mother and took her part seriously. Always loving children, Beth soon became a babysitter for the group, taking care of Judith and other children who would later come into the prison.

After the prison fell, Beth tried her best to stay strong not only for herself but also for Daryl. Having made it out and on the run, the pair started off on rocky shores but soon found a solstice in each other. He would help her become stronger, and she helped him see the good in the world so they could find their people again. Hope always lingers at the forefront of Beth’s mind. Always there to say Judith was alive, Maggie would be okay. Daddy would want them all to march forward and not look back. But it was also hard to live in a world her father was no longer a part of. 

Then came the fateful night of the kidnapping. Hit over the head with nowhere to go, waking up in a world where Daryl was nowhere to be found. Grady Memorial was not a heaven on earth, nor would it be a salvation for the human nations. Beth grew stronger there through trial and error. Owning up and learning how certain people threaded the earth with no remorse. Helping Noah escape. And dreading what would happen to her as she soon found Carol being moved within the walls.

She was strong, strong in how she stood up to the leader of Grady, Dawn Lerner. Not wanting anyone else to be subjected to her wrath, Beth stabbed the woman before being shot right through the head. Everything stood still; all that could be heard were screams and a cry out of pain and then another shot. 

After the event in the messy halls, a group — no, a family — had to leave behind the one light within their darkness — the one person who tended to keep everyone from falling. A herd of undead made it hard for the family to take Beth with them. Soon, having to leave her behind inside a trunk before fleeing. 

After they had left, the group from within Grady soon came to the trunk, wanting to bury the girl as if it’d make them feel better. But as they were about to pick her up, she let out a painful moan. Pausing in their movements, Dr. Steven Edwards pressed two fingers to the girl’s neck, realizing there was a shallow pulse. Beth was alive! 

It took weeks to months before Beth reawoke within Grady once more. As if in Deja Vu, she couldn’t walk or speak. It took almost two years before she could walk fully around the hospital without breaking a sweat. But her ability to speak still hadn’t sufficed. Memory was another issue altogether. She still remembered voices and names but faces and places were blurry or gone. 

Within those two years of learning how to walk again, Beth had suffered a few seizures resulting from stress as well as had been told she’d forever have headaches due to hypertension around her brain. Yet, that didn’t deter her from stopping. Wanting nothing more than to find her sister Maggie. 

Then came the Commonwealth, making deals and letting the people of Grady think they’d all find somewhere to live. It was all coming together; at least, that’s what Edwards had said. 

HEADCANONS

Suffers from chronic migraines due to Hypertension in the brain. 

Night Singer at a bar within the Commonwealth as well as a daycare teacher during the day. 

Due to training under her father and then under Dr. Steven Edwards, Beth is skilled in the medical field. She could have been a nurse within the Commonwealth but hid her abilities. 

Has a bullet scar on the right side of her temple as well as a scar from being cut on her right cheek. 

Tends to remember only voices more so than faces, though remembers the exact scent of her sister Maggie and of Daryl. 

Can sometimes hear peoples voices in her head from ptsd. Tends to hear Maggie, Hershel, Rick, Carl, and Daryl more so than anyone else.

Also has night terrors due to ptsd. Most of the time she tries to say up instead of actually sleeping.

ONE SONG THAT HAS YOUR CHARACTER VIBES:

– Right Where you Left me by Taylor Swift

ooc information: 

NAME/ALIAS: gala.

AGE: 30.

TRIGGERS: none.

[alwaysupatnight]

Writer WIP Poll Game

Rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wip's, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner got.

I was tagged by @astarkey! 🥰

The majority of my fics are in the SethKate/FDTD fandom, so anyone in that fandom can feel free to weigh in on this poll!

Tagging: @imaginedfables, @yossariandawn, @bonnielass23, @tiesthatbind1899, @emilykinncy, @lilmissuncreative, @sandalaris, @justjstuff, @thespianreveur

Summaries below:

Giving Up the Ghost

Seth gets fatally wounded saving Kate at the blood well and Richie turns him. He runs away, and after searching all night, Kate finally finds him at his uncle's grave. She convinces him not to end it all, and she and Seth figure out how to navigate Seth's transformation while rogue culebras are unleashed on the city of Houston. Meanwhile, there's a far greater threat than rampaging culebras emerging from the depths of the Twister...

Injured Seth

Sequel to my fic it's a goddamn blaze in the dark, and you started it. It's Valentine's Day and Seth and Kate are at the gym. Seth gets distracted while on the treadmill and winds up in the ER with a new injury.

TEEN!SETH

The morning after surviving the Twister, Kate gets transported to the year 2004 and meets and falls in love with teenage Seth. She decides to stay in the past and prevent the future from happening. But then she comes back...

Hitchhiking Seth

Kate and her best friend Jessica are driving back home to Bethel from their college in KC for Christmas and hauling all of Jessica's belongings after her early graduation. They find Seth walking in the snow and Jessica offers him a ride. Kate fears Seth may be an escaped convict and is forced to sit in his lap the entire drive. But by the end of the road trip, Kate is reluctant to part ways with Seth.

Swipe Right

Kate matches with Richie on a dating app and Jessica swipes right on him. Kate is coerced into meeting "Rick" for a date at Jed's, but she meets and falls for bartender Seth first.

Grounded

A winter storm sweeping the nation leaves Kate stranded in the Houston airport on Christmas Eve. While getting coffee at Starbucks, Kate crashes into solo traveler Seth, spilling coffee on his shirt and offers to buy him a new one. Now with his nipples slightly scalded and sporting some NASA merch, Seth treats Kate to some pie to cheer her up while she rebooks the next available flight home. And for the next 12+ hours, she and Seth stick together until it's finally time for her to board her flight and they have to say goodbye.

Resident Evil/The Walking Dead crossover

Post Vendetta Leon Kennedy dies in the year 2014 after his mission in NYC and gets transported to the zombie infested world of The Walking Dead. In an overrun Washington DC, Leon meets Beth Greene who is searching for her sister Maggie.

[wexarethewalkingxdead]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER...

NAME: Larissa / untapdtreasure

PRONOUNS: she/her

NAME OF MUSE(S): Andrea Harrison, Beth Greene, Carol Peletier, Charley Eaton (OC), Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes, Shane Walsh, & Sophia Peletier

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: tumblr dms initially. discord for select people that I learn to trust

EXPERIENCE / HOW LONG ( MONTHS / YEARS? ): I've been rp'ing on this app since 2012/2013. But I've been rp'ing in general since around 2007ish.

BEST EXPERIENCE: my best experience didn't happen here. It happened on Yahoo Messenger. it was with the law & order: criminal intent fandom with my best friend. we built an entire world around our muses and the family we created. i miss the children we created for our ship.

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS: when someone doesn't give as much as they get. when someone expects to have ask memes sent to them but never return the favor unless you like a post they put up which is asking for them to send you stuff. I shouldn't have to ask when I send things as I see them on the dash.

MUSE PREFERENCES FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: I prefer fluff and angst to smut. I can and will do smut but it has to be of some use to the plot as I won't do porn without a plot.

PLOTS OR MEMES: plotting. it's in my rules.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: It really depends on where the plot is at in the thread. I just need something to work with. Both have their benefits and their downfalls.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: at night when people go to bed and leave me alone lol.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): Yes and no. There are things that have attracted me to all my muses that remind me of myself, but then there are a couple muses that I am nothing like. Shane and Beth are those muses.

tagged by: @vulpineobedience tagging: anyone that sees this!

[rckyfrk]

OTP/Shipping positivity post! 💖:

What social(s) would your OTP members be on (in a modern AU sense as needed), and which would they absolutely NEVER be caught dead on? Given that Valentines is coming up, is there any chance they might have met their other half on one?

Daryl does not compute. He only has the basics - Facebook, Twitter, Instagram - mainly so Rick gets off his back about "trying to join the rest of humanity." Really, he's tired of the email notifications that Rick was trying to add him as a friend. So at least those have stopped. And he learned quickly how to disable notifications sent to his phone.

And he sure as hell isn't adding Tik Tok. He just doesn't have time for that shit.

Daryl was pretty sure he'd never shared or posted anything online. His display pic is a picture of his Dog. He doesn't bother with "people you may know." He doesn't worry about who else is trying to add him. He's literally only online at all to get Rick the hell off his back.

If he was pressed for a non-asshole reason, he just liked seeing all the cute pics of li'l ass-kicker whenever he signed in. But then, one day on his lunch break, he started thumbing through his Instagram feed and saw a new picture of Judith, this time being held by a beautiful blonde that he swore looked familiar but he couldn't quite place her.

That is until he saw who Rick had tagged - GreeneDoodleBug. It had been years since he'd seen her, but there on his screen, smiling up at him with a beautiful pair of blue eyes was little Beth Greene.

He liked the picture out of habit - he liked all of Rick's pictures of Judith just to prove that he'd seen them - and went on scrolling, even though his mind was now wandering down the "wonder what she's been up to" path.

Moments later, he got a new notification on the app that someone had started following him - none other than the girl who had been occupying his thoughts for the last ten minutes or so, followed soon thereafter by a message. "Daryl Dixon? THE Daryl Dixon?"

He grinned to himself and responded, and they chatted until his lunch break was over. The minute he was off the clock, he checked to see if she'd messaged him again, and damn near choked on his breath when he saw she'd sent her phone number.

Only one thing to do now...

[bugspacesblog]

i need friends on this app…friend app coming through:

pronouns: she/they

name(s): patch/patches/or my irl name if you know it lolz

favorite color(s): sage green/brown/some pink ngl

interests: tumblr, dance, getting into fandoms, nature, funneh animals, bugs,animals, plants, birds, the ocean, disney, anime, and manga

music artists: melanie martinez, taylor swift, lana del rey, tv girl, phoebe bridgers, bon iver, elita, beach bunny, billie ellish, the backseat lovers, remi wolf, deftones, tyler,the creator, montell fish, sza, childish gambino, ayesha erotica, arctic monkeys, clairo, beabadoobee, alex g, girl in red, laufey, faye webster, the cardigans, lizzy mcalpine, rihanna, boygenius, indigo de souza, alice phoebe lou, deb never, twice, aespa, blackpink, maggie rogers, mac demarco, sir chloe, mayday parade, cas, labrinth, lyn lapid, julien baker, paramore, mitski, good boy daisy, benee, flyleaf, liz, wolf alice, yeule, the moss, mamamoo, japanese breakfast, cafune, disq, ghost, madilyn mei, newjeans, the beths, and so much more…

fandoms: marvel, aot, bridgerton, tsitp, genshin, crk, pocket frog, saiki k, neon genesis, twd, demon slayer, scp, dhmis, heartstopper, sims 4, undertale, fnaf, creepypasta, ahs, ace attorney,overwatch probably more but i forgo.

favorite bugs: green milkweed grasshopper, wax tailed bug (might be doing a bug a day cause I LOVE THEM SOOO MUCH)

i could keep going on so i might just make a nature post everyday either about ocean animals, reptiles, amphibians, and regular animals!! please like so we can be friends ;-; PLEASE BE MY FRIEND IM DESPERATE

[9jahitbase]

With barbed wire and warnings, migrants stopped at US-Mexico border

By Daina Beth Solomon and Jose Luis GonzalezCIUDAD JUAREZ, Mexico (Reuters) - After hours of waiting on the U.S. side of the border and hoping the Texas National Guard would let them seek U.S. asylum, a group of 15 migrants crossed a shallow green river back to Mexico, their faces drawn in disappointment.After traveling from countries including the Dominican Republic and Guatemala, they were among the first people on Saturday attempting to enter the U.S. from Mexico after the end of COVID-19 restrictions that had blocked many migrants from requesting asylum at the border for the last three years.But access to asylum is still restricted."Please, go back to Mexico," a Texas soldier told the group just north of a river dividing El Paso, Texas, and Mexico's Ciudad Juarez, beneath a bridge that joins the two countries.As the migrants trudged up the sandy, trash-strewn riverbank into Mexico, a Guatemalan man said the Texas troops had been clear: "It's not in our interest to be here."Two dozen National Guard troops quickly set about stretching coils of barbed wire across the cement base of the bridge where the migrants had been.Under the order known as Title 42, U.S. authorities could quickly turn back migrants without giving them a chance to seek asylum.Since that policy ended on Thursday night, Reuters witnessed nine instances in which U.S. authorities told asylum-seekers aiming to enter from Ciudad Juarez - including Venezuelans, Cubans, Colombians and Mexicans - that they needed appointments via a government app called CBP One.U.S. Customs and Border Protection (CBP) in recent years has grappled with record crossings, and in the wake of Title 42's expiration has said it is prioritizing migrants with appointments to streamline processing.When a Colombian family of six approached a port of entry to El Paso, Texas, a CBP officer said they needed an appointment."There are a lot of people ahead of you ... we can't have you jump the line," he said.Story continues'COULDN'T CROSS HERE'Heidi Altman, policy director of the National Immigrant Justice Center, a legal aid group, said she saw similar scenes at the Mexican border town of Matamoros and was concerned that U.S. officials were blocking asylum access."Whether the person has a CBP One appointment ... does not make any difference in terms of the U.S. government's lawful obligation to permit them in and process for asylum," she said.Beneath the Ciudad Juarez-El Paso bridge, a Texas National Guard member warned migrants that if they came further into the U.S., they would be deported and barred from applying for U.S. entry for five years.New regulation presumes most migrants are ineligible for asylum if they passed through other countries without first seeking protection elsewhere, or if they failed to use legal pathways.Such messages have reached the ears of many migrants who are pinning their hopes on CBP One. U.S. Homeland Security Secretary Alejandro Mayorkas on Sunday said the number of migrants crossing the border fell by half since the end of Title 42.Yet some are unfamiliar with the app.A Dominican couple under the bridge told Reuters they had just reached Ciudad Juarez and had not heard of it. A Cuban woman, with her sister and son at a port of entry said she did not trust the app would work.Kleisy, a 16-year-old from Guatemala traveling alone, arrived minutes after the group had dispersed from under the bridge, and said U.S. officials elsewhere on the border had delivered a similar message."They said I couldn't cross here," she said, struggling to make herself heard through a sudden stream of tears.The teenager in black jeans and a bright yellow baseball hat left her hometown of Jalapa alone and hoped to reunite with her father in Dallas, Texas, after a 10-year separation.Kleisy, who gave only her first name, crossed to the U.S. side of the river, approached the nearest soldier and asked to cross. He quickly waved her back, telling her to find a formal border point.The Texas troops unspooled more barbed wire.(Reporting by Daina Beth Solomon and Jose Luis Gonzalez in Ciudad Juarez, Mexico; Editing by Stephen Eisenhammer and Matthew Lewis) Source link Read the full article

[march32nd]

Last song: Acrid by the Beths Favorite color: green has been my favorite color ever since I was old enough to have one and I've never changed my mind once Last book: the Paper Menagerie by Ken Liu Last movie: Fantastic Mr Fox (my first watch in theaters!!!! which somehow totally transformed the experience?????) Last show: Ghosts (US) and/or the Vegas F1 race bc I'm getting weirdly into F1 these days but I don't have the TV app so I couldn't watch Qatar (for the best bc Qatar turned out to be a shitshow) Sweet/Spicy/Savory: honestly I can't choose but I will say I have never encountered something i found to be "too sweet" Relationship status: Single! and still feeling weird about that even though I should be over it by now! Last thing I googled: "hamlet king of infinite space" I wanted to get the quote right Current obsession: Too many to list probably??? Everything mentioned in my blog intro post and then also F1 Looking forward to: somehow living through my last week of classes in which I have 5 final projects and 3 performances :/

Tags! @anhonest-puck @desire-mona hello buddies but also no pressure :3

Tag game /copy paste into your own post

Tysm @negative-speedforce !!!!

Last Song: Talentless by Chai.

Favorite Color: blue (or purple, depends on my mood lol)

Last Book: don't remember, I *think* outside of local romances it's probably Red White and Royal Blue by Casey McQuinston

Last Movie: don't remember either LMAO I think Deadpool and Wolverine?

Last Show: Watching Dungeon Meshi right now

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Sweet!!!! I am a fan of sweets and have always been one lmao

Relationship status: single :P

Last thing I Googled: blue purple and pink flag

Current Obsession: Danganronpa, alongside Pokémon

Looking forward to: Friday (cuz I'll buy a fuckton of games on Steam babyyyyy)

@foxonrollerskates @illiteratesblog @matthew-knyshait @aceofstars0

[scarlettdixon]

You've got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt

And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time

[hoe4hotchner]

Helllooo all my hotch whores and discount hotch lovers!! I bring you more stories about my boss, or more like news!

SO...... I was looking through all my notifications on our company’s app and saw that there was a new post under our “moments”.

Come to find out that my boss man and everyone’s Discount version of Hotch apparently won a contest in our company and got the title as Unit chief of the year across the around 15 stores that have a department like ours.

And in the picture they posted he’s wearing a green shirt that looks so much like the one Hotch wears in one of the episodes with Beth too!!! I’M DROOLING! aLSO his hair looks like Hotch’s in Children Of The Dark 3x04

[two-thirtyammusings]

seaside

she glanced at laurie desperately, searching his eyes for the amusement he often had when she was young and bratty and stupid. but there was no amusement, only understanding. that understanding was something that she could never get used to, and it made her shiver each time she found it.

summary: a more reflective, detailed look at laurie and amy’s budding relationship in europe.

a/n: welcome to my blog! i have lots of random fics in my notes app, so i’d thought i’d share, just in case anyone happened to enjoy it :)

the tide pulled itself in as the pair grazed the shoreline. they strolled silently, eyes fixated on the rocky sand. amy made it a habit to pause every couple of steps, yanking treasures from the sand like a greedy toddler with grubby fingers. her gaze finally shifted from the collection of granulated stones and shells at her feet to the rough, choppy water. the ocean seemed to pull at her heartstrings with every crash, the salty mist reversing the clock, taking her back to a time of golden sun and kites and pastel ribbons. but there was no sun, no kites, and no ribbons. the sky was blanketed in grey, reflecting on the sea. it was a vast expanse of nothing. she figured that she could recreate that exact scene by simply draping her brush in one bland color.

and suddenly she was feeling that yearning again. the yearning for her first loves. she missed her sisters more than she knew she could. that yearning coursed through her veins, personifying itself in a twisted expression of disdain. laurie averted his eyes from the sand, studying her face for a few minutes before quipping,

“why the long face? was that rock not everything you hoped it would be? you know ames, not everything can be as beautiful as you”

he bowed half hazardously, bumping into her side. she giggled, as she’s always done around him, shaking her head and tossing the mundane stone she held back into the water. they walked on for a few minutes before amy finally broke the silence,

“i miss them,” she murmured, “i didn’t realize that being away this long would suck so much. and no one’s told me how beth is. it’s like —it’s like they think i can’t handle it or something” she glanced at laurie desperately, searching his eyes for the amusement he often had when she was young and bratty and stupid. but there was no amusement, only understanding. that understanding was something that she could never get used to, and it made her shiver each time she found it.

“i think,” laurie began, “i think that they only reason they won’t tell you anything about beth is because of beth.”

amy scoffed, dropping her eyes, in search of another worn out pebble or halved shell,

“is that another one of your riddles?”

“no,” laurie smiled. her stubbornness was oddly pleasing to him. it wasn’t the haughty, brazen sort of stubbornness he was used to. the kind jo championed and he also, regrettably, exhibited. no, amy’s stubbornness was a quiet kind. one that was resolute, but had no neediness to it. this form of stubbornness seemed so out of character for the extravagant little girl she once was. he marveled at how much she had changed since their childhood in concord. somehow europe, arguably the most pompous, garish, vain location on God’s green earth, humbled her. laurie found himself staring at her again, rapidly gathering what his next sentence was meant to be,

“c’mon you know that way bethy is. she wouldn’t want you to worry. not when you’re halfway across the world and virtually helpless—“

amy raised her eyebrows,

“you think i’m helpless? clearly you haven’t met me yet.”

laurie hesitated, careful to lace his words with some level of decorum,

“no, okay, of course i don’t think you’re a helpless person. but you have to admit it ames, no amount of stress here can change what happens there. beth might not be some brilliant mind, but she’s not an idiot.”

amy nodded, pursing her lips. her eyes were trained on the ground, and she deftly snatched up another relic. this time, it was a shell, the kind that seemed to swirl and swirl endlessly. she examined the shell with an artist’s eye, scouring each inch of its sovereign design. then, with an hum of contentment, she slipped the object into her jacket pocket.

“how many more of those things are you gonna steal?” laurie teased.

“as many as i can,” amy jabbed at the boy’s side, “and besides, it’s not stealing unless we’re in a national park or something.”

“okay, okay” laurie threw his hands up in defeat, “so it’s not stealing. but, why are you collecting all this crap anyways? is it for a piece or something?”

“nah,” amy kicked at the sand, her demeanor slowly loosening, “i just collect them to look at ‘em at i guess” she shrugged, scouting for more of nature’s knick knacks.

“that’s just like you,” laurie mused, “seeing the beauty in everything.”

“oh don’t worry,” amy snorted, “i’m still that old vanity you once knew. trust me, it’s never that deep, i just like pretty things.”

“yeah,” laurie sighed, “yeah i’m not so sure about that.”

“about what?” amy stopped dead in her tracks, looking at him with those wide doll-like eyes he was certain she had lost in paris.

“i’m not so sure that you’re still that old vanity,” laurie’s lips twitched upwards into not-quite-a-grin, “though i’m also not so sure if you were ever an old vanity.”

“yeah right,” amy scoffed, though she knew, in her heart that he was right. the pair resumed their walk, only commenting on the patterns of sediment or the peculiar actions of nearby gulls. laurie noted how content they were together. they often didn’t need words to communicate. it’s as if they were of one mind. this type of silence was something he hadn’t ever enjoyed. not even with jo.

laurie shuddered at the thought.

[king-maven-calore]

Annie, tell me why the clock app has me thinking about an edit of Mare running in slow motion through Caeser Square in her torn up dress with her hair loose and wild looking for Cal after she gets lose in Kings Cage as purple, blue, green, and white lightning flashes around her with the song Dog Days are Over by Florence and the Machine playing with little overlays of the people mentioned in the chorus? it just fits her so well... and I hate that we don't have a show or some sort of filmed content for me to make this dream a reality. *looks at the pitiful amount of information we have on the TV show*

wallow in the sadness with me. 🥲

this started off so epic and ended up being a bucket of cold water. Lily I JUST woke up from a horribly sad RQ dream lmao and you hit me with this. The other day VA mentioned Beth Schwartz on an insta story as in “reading something very interesting from @b.schwartz (can’t remember the actual @)” and I was like “Care to share with the crowd Vic 😭🙂💀” 

Where are our news??? ✨manifesting some positive announcements in the following days✨

[ultimatebethylficlist]

Artist of The Month: May 2021

Our featured artist of the month for May is a well-known name in the Bethyl fandom: none other than @doeroseq !

DoeRoseQ can be found right here on tumblr, as well as on AO3 and Instagram, all under the same name.

When asked about her thoughts on Bethyl and her creative journey in the fandom, she said:

My obsession with the romance of Beth and Daryl actually began in the summer of 2015. I had followed them on ‘The Walking Dead’ well before that, but like so many, I was absolutely devastated when Beth Greene was senselessly killed in the middle of season 5 and therefore became extremely disillusioned with and discouraged by TV series itself. I barely even watched it anymore after that awful and infuriating event. But it was that following summer when I just happened to discover that there was an avid online fandom that existed for this couple that I had not previously known about. And then I stumbled down the rabbit hole that is... BETHYL. I learned what “ship” and “shipping” meant in the fandom context of loving the relationSHIP of two fictional characters. I discovered Bethyl fan fiction, Bethyl-dedicated accounts on Instagram and Tumblr, I met other devoted Bethyl shippers like me and realized just how passionate we all are about this couple. It was a whole new world that opened up for me. It sparked my own creativity from early on and began making a TON of photo collages and edits of them in fall of 2015. I began sharing them on my Instagram and Tumblr accounts—both named DoeRoseQ—and the rest is history. In April of 2016, I even established a solely Bethyl-focused Facebook group—“The Safe Zone”—that has since grown to 70 members and I am very proud of that. And I am very protective of my SafeZoners. I have so much love for those who have the sensitivity and tender intuition of knowing that Bethyl is indeed LOVE. Bethyl is LIFE. In February 2017, the Beth Greene action figure was finally introduced by McFarlane toys and that inspired me to buy both her and a couple of Daryl action figures because I had a vision of posing them together and taking photos of them. What I couldn’t get in series canon, I could make real in my photos! giggle I took a lot of artful and whimsical pictures of my figures. The one of the both of them riding the unicorn is one of my very favorites. I was very amused by the image of Beth and Daryl in a purely fantasy setting/situation. I was also very pleased with a photo session I did of my two action figures sitting atop an actual bouquet of roses that my husband had given me. The fact that they were real roses made it very authentic. I don’t use any fancy software—such as Photoshop—to manipulate the digital images. I may tweak the images with colors and filters and add text or “stickers,” but what you see is pretty much what it was. I was and still am always on the lookout for possible props and settings to use in my photos of my action figures. Eventually, I thought of using the photos I took to make an “action figure comic strip series” that I named ‘The Adventures of Beth & Daryl.’ By then, I had dug out my childhood dollhouse furniture and accessories to use for my photo sessions to create the comics. The process of creating each strip begins with writing an actual dialogue script that also maps out how many panels/photos are needed. After that step is complete, I gather all of the action figures and miniature props I need for that particular story/installment/chapter and take pictures of them—either inside of my house or in my front yard or backyard if the script calls for an outdoor setting. Once I have all of my photos, I use my iPhone’s photo editing app to put them into a comic strip format and add word balloons for the dialogue plus other miscellaneous text that helps tell the stories. Making these comic strips allows me to lovingly construct a happy and domestic “imagine” for Beth and Daryl—a peaceful and adoring existence that they never got on TWD, but so deserved! After making a few comic strips, I began actually drawing Beth and Daryl later in 2017.

Bethyl has inspired me to create in so many different ways. And what I make is not as much to make me happy as I want it to make other adoring fans of Bethyl like myself feel happy... AND hopeful. Bethyl forever no matter what!!!

When asked about her thoughts on her favorite piece of art she has created so far, she shared the following:

My favorite drawing of the few that I have done is the one shown here that I titled “Each Other’s Angels.” It was drawn with colored pencil, crayon, and marker on paper and I even added glitter glue to their angel wings. This drawing can be interpreted in a couple of different ways. The first being that Beth and Daryl were always meant to be together and look out for each other—like each other’s guardian angels... during life and after they both die. For example, in TWD canon, Beth is supposedly dead... so she is Daryl’s angel—watching over him and protecting him. He would have done the same if he had died and she survived. OR... this could be the scene of what happens after Daryl dies and is reunited with Beth in heaven. However any Bethyler wants to interpret it is okay with me. In January 2018–while on the Walker Stalker Cruise—I gifted the original drawing to Norman Reedus himself and I had him sign a copy of the drawing for me to keep. In April 2018, I saw Emily Kinney in concert in LA and asked her to sign my copy of the drawing along with Norman’s signature. I also gave her a copy to keep for herself. It is very meaningful to me that I was able to give both of them the drawing.

Each Other’s Angels

DoeRoseQ’s Other Favorite Creations:

Rainbows and Unicorns

Bethyl on a Bed of Roses

The Adventures of Beth and Daryl: Bakin’ Beth

Her “Adventures of Beth and Daryl” series can also be found on AO3.

In addition to having created so much lovely artistic content, DoeRoseQ is an amazing fandom supporter. She always gives kind words and enthusiastic encouragement to Bethyl fan artists and fan fiction writers sharing their works in the fandom.

Thank you for all your wonderful contributions, @doeroseq​ ! Be sure to check out her pages and show her art some love!

[bethsuglywigs]

something tender anyways, the series as a whole: 2, 13

something tender anyways

2: What scene did you first put down?

I’m not totally sure because I started writing The Clementine, Carpet Burn, and On the Outside Looking In all on the same day. 

If I had to guess, I’d say I wrote clementine peeling scene in The Clementine first. For Carpet Burn,  I answered here [x].

This first scene of On the Outside Looking In I wrote was actually from the Rhea POV:

He’s home, just like she’d expected, but he’s not alone. 

She’s so shocked to see a woman in his kitchen, that she doesn’t even recognize her at first. She blinks rapidly, shaking her head a bit, trying to process exactly what she’s seeing. She feels a bit like a fish with the way she’s opening and closing her mouth, trying to find something to say. But no words come to her, too shocked at the sight right in front of her. 

She truly can’t believe it.

Beth Boland is sitting in Chris’ kitchen. Very much alive and seemingly, very much invited.

For a long moment, she just stares, taking them in. Beth’s half sitting on a stool at the kitchen island, hands wrapped tightly around a green ceramic mug. She’s turned slightly, looking back at Rhea over her shoulder. At first, Beth’s eyes are wide and her mouth slightly agape, but the surprise on her face lingers only for a second. She quickly schools her face, her expression settling into a carefully neutral mask. But her darting eyes and slightly down turned mouth give away her discomfort. 

Rhea’s own frown deepens. Even though Beth is fully dressed—wool coat, boots, and all—Rhea knows instantly she spent the night there. Her blonde hair, normally carefully curled, hangs in loose waves around her bare face. There’s smudged mascara under her eyes as if she’d tried to remove it with soap and water rather than makeup remover. Not once, when they’d been friends, had Rhea ever seen her without makeup.

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

I don’t listen to music when I write. If I listen to anything, it’s the deep ocean sounds on the headspace app. But I do have a Brio playlist that I made around the same time I started writing it so I’d say the vibes would probably fit. 

[bartoonist]

Shermy & Beth-Osamu Tezuka style: This is my digital illustration of the Adventure Time series finale characters, Shermy and Beth drawn in the Osamu Tezuka art style that I’ve seen in old school manga and anime franchises like Kimba the White Lion, Astro Boy, Dororo, and Black Jack etc. and I used the western Black and White Indie Comic crosshatch shading style too but in a digital form as usual in my digital illustrations, I gave Shermy the Cat-Rabbit hybrid with the red T-shirt and the heterochromia double eye colors of a right Green Eye and a left Blue Eye, Beth the Pup Princess on the other hand still has her Black Scleras only that her eye ball designs are very much like how Osamu Tezuka used to draw his younger manga and anime protagonists back in his Manga & Anime platinum Age. I began my work on this one like three years on my AutoDesk Sketchbook app after I was inspired by the first appearances of those two series finale characters from the Adventure Time 4 parter series finale episode: Come Along with Me (which was named after the Adventure Time ending theme song of course), to draw Shermy and Beth in an Osamu Tezuka art style that I tried out for fun, but of course I got busy with my many other art projects that I was already working on for three years since before the unanticipated COVID-19 Pandemic had started this global quarantined isolation on 3-16-2020 last year, I forgot about this illustration I drew in digital ink until I finally made time to finish doing the shading and coloring processes that I should’ve made time to finish three years earlier if weren’t always for my Absent Minded habits to always forget about my other tasks all the time. Anyway I hope you folks like what I’ve finally made time to finish and post on to Instagram and Tumblr three years later today as a fan art tribute to the best 2010’s Cartoon series that I still remember fondly. #adventuretimefanart #digitalillustration #osamutezukastyle #hudsonfilter #crosshatching #ecf #ecfartcenters (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLIpXtOgVjA/?igshid=gl2hjtp15ubl

[thisiskevison]

kevin + madison  —  headcanons 

inspired by @madsdefencesquad 

Who checks their daily horoscope? 

Madison 1000%. Kevin would never claim to know anything about that sort of thing. In fact, he thinks it’s kind of ridiculous that she has an astrology app on her phone. Not that he would ever tell her that. Why? Well, because he’s the best boyfriend ever and she does look adorable when she gets really excited about something written in her horoscope. If it makes her happy, Kevin can play along. 

Who initiated the first kiss? 

Madison made tea and they talked like friends. It was unexpected, to say the least. Kevin told her about Sophie and the day he spent in Pittsburgh. Madison pretended not to notice that he took a drink from his mug when he almost went and revealed too much. In return, she talked about Patrick, her latest ex-boyfriend. Considering their history, Madison was as shocked as anyone when she found herself genuinely enjoying his company. Still, nothing could have prepared her for what happened next. As if in slow motion, Kevin leaned in and kissed her. Their mouths met and selfishly, all thoughts of best friends and forbidden brothers disappeared. For too long, they’ve been been so foolish. Instead of being annoyed by one another, they could have been doing this all along. Madison imagined she could kiss Kevin forever and hoped he was enjoying himself even half as much. 

Which cares about holidays more?

Around the holidays, Madison goes overboard, surprising absolutely no one. She decorates accordingly and buys far too many seasonal candles - Kevin knows not to ask questions when the house smells like peppermint in July. The first time Rebecca and Kate and Beth include her in the conversation as they work to organize the family dinner, Madison nearly cries. They have their Pearson traditions and now, she is part of them. They are her family and Madison can't lie, she's missed having one. 

Who cries when the abused animal commercials come on?

Listen, pregnancy hormones are no joke and those commercials are brutal. Now, at the first sight of one, Kevin knows to scramble for the remote and change the channel. She thanks him with a smile and wipes away a tear each time. It’s the little things really. 

Who plans a romantic date?

As a movie star, Kevin has all the connections. When the twins are six months old and they are in desperate need of a night out of the house, he makes reservations and asks Kate and Toby to babysit. Madison wears an emerald green dress and she looks so incredible, Kevin considers cancelling this whole night and trying for a third baby instead. As if Kate doesn’t already knows, Madison reminds her to call if they need anything, anything at all, as she clumsily puts a high-heel on. In the corner, Toby shakes his head and grins, his amusement evident. They barely make it out of the driveway before Madison questions if maybe this was a bad idea. In response, Kevin steps on the gas and puts his hand on her bare thigh. 

Who said “I love you” first?

Madison said it first. They were in the car, after another doctor's appointment, when the actual words slipped out. She can remember it so clearly. Kevin's smile was as wide as his face as he talked about baby names and painting a nursery and Madison just couldn't help herself. He had to know. She couldn’t wait another minute. Even if it was too soon. Even if Kevin might laugh in her face. None of that mattered. He had to know that she loves him, that she is in love with him, that there is no one else she'd rather share a life and family with. Luckily, it wasn't too soon and Kevin did feel the same. He told her exactly that after he pulled over - because, ya know, safety first - and kissed her with everything in him.  

Who is happier when they are out in nature?

It's no secret that Kevin likes to keep in shape. He enjoys going for a run and working out when the weather permits. Thankfully, because they live in California, almost everyday is suitable for outdoor activities. Together, Kevin and Madison make Sunday hikes a tradition. They pick the trails that aren't too crazy, nothing Madison can't handle as her belly grows, and get to spend a few hours together. Madison packs snacks and Kevin never lets her wear the backpack she puts them in. At first, it bugged her that he thought she was incapable of carrying more than a few pounds but has since learned that is a battle she won’t win. Each time he takes the bag from her shoulder and weaves his own arms through the straps, Madison simply rolls her and sticks her tongue out like a child. 

Who’s the lighter sleeper?

After so many years of living alone, Madison wakes up at even the smallest sound. Plus, she probably watches too much 20/20, which does little to help her sleeping habits. Once, after she watched a particularly disturbing episode, Kevin had to check that the front door was locked half a dozen times before they could go to bed. When he is out of town, he makes Madison promise she wouldn’t watch without him. She agreed and promptly broke that promise. While Kevin was in New York for a work event, he got a call from his sister. Apparently, his girlfriend had driven herself to Kate and Toby’s house because she’d watched too many episodes in a row and convinced herself that there was burglar at their door at three o’clock in the morning. So, just as soon as he got home, Kevin wasted no time. Anything crime related or even remotely scary was prompted deleted from the DVR. 

Who sings louder in the car?

Whenever one of the twins - or both, if they’re lucky - gets fussy in their car seat, Kevin has found that turning up the radio and singing along to whatever song is playing does the trick to calm them down. Sitting in the passenger seat, Madison giggles and lets him do his thing. He may sing off-key 99% of the time and almost always get the lyrics wrong, but who cares. Kevin certainly doesn’t. Besides, it kind of feels like something Jack Pearson would do and Jack Pearson was a freaking superhero. The man could have made even Batman look lame. 

[babyruthe]

lies within lies

fake dating au/trody fic!!

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okay i made this a while ago but i never finish it,, it was a fake dating trody au but i didn’t really have a plan so i got unmotivated and decided to not work on it anymore but i hope you like what i have!! archie (@governmentassignedbaby) proofread the first half so the second half will have a lot grammatical errors compared to the first half🤟😔 rip im illiterate

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“GUYS!!! Guys, guys, guys! I have a big problem!” I exclaimed as I hastily ran into the green room. Oh, this is bad, really bad. As I gather my breath, I looked to Justin and Harold. Both look up from their activity, Justin was taking selfies of himself and Harold was playing with his Yo-Yo. I think? I must have spooked Harold because he’s currently tied up by said Yo-Yo. 

“What’s up, dude?” Harold questioned while I tried to untangle him. 

“Okay, so you guys know how Tyler is having a wedding, right?”

Justin nodded knowingly. He wasn’t looking at me anymore and went back to his phone, I’m pretty sure he’s looking through filters. Harold looked confused, “Wait, what? I didn’t get an invite.” Oh.

“I’m sure it hasn’t reached your house yet,” I tried to reassure Harold, though he still looked skeptical. “You know me and Tyler are good friends, he texted me the news. And Justin probably heard it from Lindsay and Beth, they have those gossiping date thingies. Is it that right, Justin?” I raise my voice near the end to get the pretty boy’s attention. 

Justin looks at us. I nod my head towards Harold and motion for Justin to agree. “Oh yeah, that. Yes.” Harold still looks sad. 

“Hey, they probably just sent it to Leshawna thinking you guys live together. Take that as a compliment.”

 I can see his face brighten and he mused, “Yeah, you’re right, I’ll talk to her about tonight. It’s date night.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me as I finished untangling him. Being completely honest, Tyler and Lindsay most likely just forgot to send him an invitation. Reminder to self to text Leshawna.

Justin looked sorta amused as he shook his hands up, “So what’s the big problem?” Harold headed to the couch. Great, I have both of my bandmates’ full attention. And I just realized Trent isn’t here yet… Oh well, he’ll have to wait.

“Okay so I maybe, sorta told, just kinda, perhaps havetoldSierrathatI’mbringingadatetothewedding.” I unintentionally closed my eyes and brace myself for their questions. But nothing comes? I opened my eyes to see two puzzled faces. 

“Dude, what.” Justin blankly states. 

I let out a deep breath, “Okay, Sierra texted me this morning and asked if I wanted to go to the wedding.” Justin looked bored and Harold.. looked Haroldly. “Guys! Like we go together like a date or something.” I started pacing around the room.

“And that’s bad because?” Justin countered. 

“You don’t understand, I don’t want to go out with her. I don’t want to date her!”

“You act like I don’t asked out by tons of girls every day, just ghost her. Duh.” And... he’s back to his phone.

“I can’t. We’re both going to the wedding, duh!” I narrow my eyes at Justin. Also, I can’t ghost people. What? It makes me feel bad. 

Harold stands between us, “Chill.” I soften my glare. Justin still looks annoyed, at least he’s still listening. “So what are you going to do?”

My eyes wander, “I told her I have a date already.”

Justin’s eyes widen and Harold turns to me so fast his glasses almost fall off, “WHAT!” Justin is (really badly) hiding his laughter.  “Guys, that’s why I need your help!” I cry out. “Justin, you laughing doesn’t make me feel better.”

“Sorry but you dating? That’s hilarious.” 

I can’t retort anything back because Trent finally gets here. “What’s hilarious?”

“Cody getting a date for Tyler and Lindsay’s wedding,” Justin explains smugly. 

My face heats up, “Guyssss! This isn’t funny!” I’m getting so nervous my voice cracks. Great, more of a reason for Justin to make fun of me.

“Woah, what? You have a date for the wedding?” Trent looks at me questioningly as he sets down his guitar. 

I plop on the couch and huff out, “No.” I put my hands in my face and sigh. Loudly. I can still hear Justin giggling. I hope Justin can tell I’m suFFERING! 

“You need a date for the wedding?” I feel a weight next to me, Someone sat next to me. I crack my eyes opens, Harold got a chair from the other side of the room is now sitting in front of me while Justin is to my left, wiping tears from his eyes from all of his laughing. Jerk. Trent sat to my right, waiting for an answer. 

“Yes, I need a date.”

“Oh.” He’s thinking. He has this thinking face where he pouts and his eyes are scanning the ceiling for some sort of answer. “What about Sierra? She likes you right?” 

I lean back into the cushion and groan. “Sierra asked him out and he told Sierra he had a date so he doesn’t hurt her feelings.” Thank you, Harold. I always liked you the best. 

“Dang.” 

I stared at the ceiling tiles. “Maybe I don’t go to the wedding?” Ew, I hate the words I just said but maybe I should… 

Trent bumps my shoulder, “Tyler is looking forward to seeing you and Lindsay loves you. You have to go.” 

“Ugh, I hate that you’re right.”  

He gives me a tense smile, “I’m sure there’s a website or app where you can hire a girlfriend for the day. Or days?” Right, he never talks about it but Tyler is super rich. He joined Total Drama for “fun” but stayed for Lindsay. His parents own a bunch of hotels, resorts, and cruises. Plus he’s an only child, so of course, they spoil him and make his wedding at some fancy resort in Dominican Republic or something. All their guests get to stay the week there. Man, I really want to go but I need a date. Please help me, gamer gods.

“I can’t. I told her I’ve been dating someone for a while and Sierra knows everything about me, she’ll know if I hire a date. I need someone I already know.”

“Why did you tell her that?” Justin smirked. I hate those perfect white teeth.

“I didn’t mean to, she just guessed so and I panicked and said yes. I’ll show you.” I reach for my phone, it dings. “It’s Sierra.” 

Justin mumbles, “Speak of the devil and she shall appear.” Which, to be fair, is kinda true. 

“She’s asking who my date is, hmmmmm.” I tell I’m busy with practice and silence my phone. I’ll deal with her later.

“So who can you ask, Noah? Y’all are friends, and I’m sure he’ll begrudgingly do it.” Trent contemplated. 

Justin just had to add, “if you do all his work for a month.” 

“Dude, not helping.”

“Thank you, Trent. At least someone is nice.” I look at Justin. He huffs at me, drama queen. “But that won’t work. I already asked him but he’s going with Alejandro.”

“Gosh. Noah and Alejandro, huh. Don’t they hate each other?” Harold chimed in.

“Yeah... their relationship is weird. They’re not official yet, so don’t tell anyone- I’m talking about you, Justin. Or I’ll tell you-know-who that you still like her.”

“Whatever,” he retorts. But I notice him putting his phone down, I’m glad I have some power over him.

“Okay so, Gwen?” Trent offers.

“Nope, she’s dating Zoey.”

“Beth?”

“Umm. No, that’s like dating myself but girl me. Plus she’s got that hot boyfriend.”

“Heather?”

“Pfft, how believable is that?” Justin blurted.

“Hey hey hey, if you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all.” I ranted. I guess I can’t go, or tell her the truth. But I’d rather not go.

Harold gets a text, he takes a quick look and slightly pales. “Sierra is texting me? I never gave her my number…”

“Welcome to my world. So what does it say?”

“She wrote a whole essay. But it’s basically about she thinks one of us is dating you?”

“Ew.” 

“Always the nicest, aren’t you Justin?” 

Harold scrolls through the massive text, “Yeah, she said she had theories about a secret relationship in the group. She’s also crying because, and I quote, ‘the knowledge I possess is too hurtful and I have a Cody shaped hole in my heart.”

I look around to my bandmates, sure, I can’t choose Harold, but maybe one of the others will agree.

“Wait, forget I told you that last part, Sierra just asked me to not tell you. Oops.”

“Nevermind that, she might actually be onto something. Justin can you pleaseeeee pretend.”

He gave me a once over, “Like I’ll be seen with you, there will be photos of this wedding everywhere. No thanks.” 

I knew that would happen, so I turned to Trent. I give him the biggest puppy eyes I can muster. He rubs the back of his neck, “Um... I don’t have a date, so sure?”

 I jump up and give him a big hug, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!”

He gently pushes me off. “No prob… babe,” he says, stiffly. At least he’s trying. Justin winces at the poor attempt at a fake relationship.

“If this is really going to happen, you guys need lessons on dating,” Justin states confidently. “Meet at Cody’s place tonight at 5 for dinner and dating tips. And no, you don’t have to come, Harold.”

While Harold is relieved, I’m not. Noah has plans and I can’t have them over. “What about Trent’s? His place is way better.”

Justin looks at me judgingly. I sighed in defeat, “Noah has a date with Alejandro.”

“Yeah, let’s just go to my place.” Trent gives me a small nudge and smile before advising we actually practice. Tyler asked us to play a song at his wedding, we couldn’t say no. Well, Justin can, but he couldn’t say no to money. 

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I’m standing in front of Trent’s apartment, carrying an assortment of ingredients. At the end of practice, Trent told me he had no food at his place so I felt obliged to get him some. He’s going to pretend to be my boyfriend, getting him some food as a thank you gift seems reasonable. It’s also understood that I come over earlier so we can cook dinner, I think? This fake boyfriend stuff is hard.

I knock on his door and wait. After a minute I knock again, and the door quickly opened up to a tired Trent, “Sorry I was taking a nap.”

He’s hair is… everywhere. I give him a small smile and tap the top of my head. He gets what I’m trying to say and pats his hair down. It’s not fully fixed but it’s good enough. I give him a thumbs up and a wonky grin as he invites me inside. 

Trent headed to the bathroom to work on his hair. “Where should I put the groceries?” I called out.

He stuck his head out and pointed to a small table on the edge of the living room. I set the bags on the table and pulled out one of the chairs. My chair was lopsided, I didn’t realize but I started to swaying slightly as I waited. Trent exited from the bathroom and went towards me. “Hey, what’d you get?”

“I got all the stuff to make some lasagna. Plus whatever else was on the list,” I told Trent as he unpacked the groceries. He picked up a tub of cookies and cream ice cream, looking amused. “It was on sale.” I mean if you were walking by your favorite ice cream and it was a 40% sale you would buy it too. 

“Was this on sale too?” the other boy murmured as he held up a plastic container of rainbow sprinkles. 

“Maybe…”

That made Trent chuckle. All in a day's work for the Codemister. We quickly put up items and started cooking. Not to brag but I'm a pretty good cook. Although Trent is better than me, so he’s in charge for the most part. 

Before long me and Trent are waiting near the oven as the food cooks. The room fills with a nice aroma. Trent has this really sick record player and has a small collection of records. He has a bunch of random indie bands, some date way back, and a few classics. Some old jazzy music played softly as we tried to kill time. Trent was reading some article on his phone, like a loser. It was something about bees I think… I kind of zoned out because I was playing minecraft on my phone. I was hella stoked when minecraft got cool again. 

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I look up to the sound coming from the door, I watch Trent’s backside already heading towards the front door. I watched Trent answer the door, before I know it I hear a small explosion. In those few seconds I was distracted, a creeper decided to show up and blow me up. Luckily, like the pro gamer I am, I’m still alive. I quickly save and close out of the app to greet the new guest, Justin. 

“What’s for dinner?” 

I point to the oven, “Lassaga!” Justin opens the door to the oven and looks on approvingly. 

Trent collects a few plates and hands them to me, “Help me set up.” I place them on the small table and take a seat as Trent gathers cups, “What do you guys want to drink?” 

Justin sat down as he responded, “Do you have sparkling water?” Trent turns around and rolls his eyes. “I’ll take that as a no, I’ll take a coke.”

“I’ll take water.” I like sodas but I can’t have a lot of them, it makes my tummy feel weird and gassy.

Trent comes back with drinks so now class is in session. Sometime between learning about Trent’s brothers and talking about my pet rat in great detail, I love my rat baby, dinner was served. And eaten fast. Justin wants to go to the main thing I dreaded, physical touch. Sierra is… nice and all but she’s way too touchy. Ever since I met Sierra I’ve been more and more closed in and rather not give physical affection to anyone. I mean other than my pet rat, but he likes to bite fingers so I don’t hold him too often. The most I do it give quick hugs, even the thought of handholding is nerve-racking. 

Justin was going off on the importance of being comfortable with your significant other, “if you and your partner don’t look at ease with each other, no one is going to believe you. You got to really sell it. Since Sierra knows you guys have been dating for a few months she’ll expect some action. At least holding hands, it kinda makes sense if Cody doesn’t want to kiss yet.”

“Wait, what does that mean?”

“You’re a loser, you probably haven’t kissed anyone. Other than Sierra, she doesn’t count.” I feel my cheeks burn up, I hate that he’s right. 

“So how should we become believable?” Trent speaks up, the only one with a brain cell. 

“Easy, just hang out with each other. A lot. And hold hands or hug, stuff like that. Overall be comfortable in each other's space.”

I peep out, “What if I’m not comfortable?” I never really told my bandmates about my fear of touch but I guess now is as good as a time as any.

Justin, while he looked slightly sympathetic, overall he didn’t seem to care. “You’ll have to over it then. Just pretend it’s that episode where you guys face your fear.”

“Okay small problem, I didn’t get over my fear and exploded.”

“Gotta do better this time.” Justin is acting so pompous, ugh it’s so annoying. 

I feel a light touch on my arm. I turn to see Trent giving me an encouraging smile. “Don’t worry buddy, we’ll take it slow.” I return the smile, I guess I can get over my fear with Trent. 

Apparently, Justin hates it when couples call their partner ‘buddy’ or ‘pal’ or anything resembling that so Trent heard an earful from him. After Justin finished his rant, he promptly left and now me and Trent are cleaning up.

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this is where i left off,, i don’t really want to finish it but i am happy with what i have so i hoped you enjoyed! idk how exactly how i would end it but trody becomes canon and they’re very cute and sierre realizes she’s a creep and stops and life is perfect :’)