#brotp: the breakfast club

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"Good, you're here, she's in her bedroom," Audrey sighed, waving Holly and Ben inside. "I have food in the oven since it seems we're having a movie night. Maybe we can get ahold of Chad and Hannah."

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Willa reached out and took Hannah's hand. "Yeah, there you go. Willa's here. Safe, yeah?" She sat properly, not far from Hannah but just enough to give her space to breathe. God, she hated seeing Hannah like this.

"Sweetheart, hey, I'm here, it's Willa," the werewolf said, crouching down near Hannah. "Willa's here, sweetie."

She looks up, sniffling, curling up tightly. Willa? Willa. She reaches out weakly. Willa means safe. Willa's here. Willa.

[blairwaldcrf]

Caroline, Lexi, Rebekah

Caroline:

1: sexuality headcanon

somewhere on the queer spectrum, but less so than some of the other characters imo. also very demiromantic.

2: otp

stefan. i mean day one pilot episode it was him, and she got her june wedding just like she wanted which is Queen shit. (i do also have a soft spot for other ships with her though as i think she's one of the most shippable characters created. ie forwood, baroline, katholine, carenzo, klefaroline)

3: brotp

I think Bonnie, but like. as with every other character in the show she could have treated Bonnie so much better and the wedding invite was some bs. That being said, they were still both so much better to each other than the other half of the barolena friendship

4: notp

Other than the extremely obvious daroline? this used to be klaroline back when the show was airing, but since i don't hate them anymore, I'd say matt/caroline. he was just always pointing out her flaws in a "I'm so great for accepting you despite you" nice-guy way, while not bothering to hide that he was still in love with her best friend??, that was gross.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

she doesn't let stefan sacrifice himself and after whatever finale fix alternative they run the school with klaus lol (idk if i like klaus as a school board figure or as a history teacher ala the hilarious bodyswapped!alaric scene but that's a different post)

6: favorite line from this character

not a line so much as an exclamation, but I adore her "Seriously?" every time. favorite quirk.

other badly paraphrased highlights off the top of my head while high: "lesbian friend necklace because we're freakly like that?" "if someone says I can't, I prove them wrong" "no one's more dangerous than who you're inviting into your bed" "come to me. whenever you need. i won't let you lose control" "I'm a good vampire. i don't go around killing people!"

7: one way in which I relate to this character

lol only one??? I'm the type A control freak, her favorite blood is B+ and that's indeed my blood type (caroline suck on me please), i was the insecure highschooler who got with an abuser, my mom died of cancer after i got close to her in adulthood...

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

this quote specifically makes me cringe every single time: "girl likes boy, boy likes girl. sex."

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

I'm probably the problematic one for thinking this considering her body count if nothing else, but cinnamon roll

Lexi

1: sexuality headcanon

bi/pan

2: otp

I don't really have one? I think she and Sheila would be adorable after reading the comic but Sheila knows better than to mess with vampires lol

3: brotp

Stefan!! ❤

4: notp

her & damon obvs

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

when stefan goes to the other side in the finale she berates him for at least a year non stop for sacrificing himself on his wedding day for damon.

6: favorite line from this character

"She was, and she will always be an epic love. Contrary to popular belief, there are actually multiple ones, especially for a vampire."

7: one way in which I relate to this character

i too ship steroline and think Stefan needs to stay off his bullshit

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

she liked damon for a second :/

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

cinnamon roll

Rebekah

1: sexuality headcanon

probably bi but I doubt she cares about labels after millenia

2: otp

her and Marcel. granted I didn't watch more than maybe a season of the originals, but still

3: brotp

Hayley

4: notp

Damon, per usual

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

at some point she finds the letters klaus sent elijah while pretending to be her while she was staked and she teases klaus relentlessly for his flowery descriptions of stefan (once the anger subsided)

6: favorite line from this character

I'm not sure I have an exact line but I did enjoy the breakfast club esque episode where she said plenty of on point, petty, hilarious things

7: one way in which I relate to this character

like she does for nohumanity!elena, i too support women's wrongs

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

weirdly, her thing for stefan? i'm not sure I could even pinpoint why tbh

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

sinnamon roll

[untxld-stxries]

🤒 - @asktheawkwardgay

"Ah, hell," Audrey whined, sneezing. "I think you should- should keep your distance, Hollis-" She sneezed again, closing her eyes hard. "Oh, boy... Maybe I should've had Willa check on Ben instead."

@asktheawkwardgay

[auradxns-king]

"Hey, Ben? Uh... Do you... Do you think that there's anything left of my stuff? I remember guards packing up boxes. I don't know what happened to any of it, but... Do you think someone could try and look?" - Willa

“I’d be happy to find out,” Ben says quickly, taking a moment to make note of it on his phone so he doesn’t forget. “It has to be somewhere. My father put a lock on all the villains’ finances and everything else when the Isle was first established, they’d have kept things somewhere. It’s just a manner of finding it.”

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Audrey watched them. She couldn't remember the last time she'd even talked to Holly. How could she make up for that? Sure, she wants what they once had back, but they were kids then. They've grown up. They've grown apart. It couldn't ever be the same.

Willa went to say something to Hannah, but stopped, closing her eyes hard and sneezing... apparently a little too violently, because she fell to the ground, her body transforming midair to defend itself from the sneeze. Audrey stifled a small giggle.

Huffing, Willa let out a small yelp as she hit the ground, scrambling to her feet and shaking off her cloak. Fine. The werewolf plodded over to Hannah and nuzzled her hand.

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Willa watched the sandwich exchange, smiling a little to herself. She tried not to cry herself seeing Holly like that. She remembered. God, did she remember. She remembered her mother’s face the first time they both realized how little Ariel and Eric addressed their daughter. How Red would… would pay extra attention to Holly when she came over, and would say her name every chance she got.

She took a deep breath. “Well, now you have us back, Holly. It’s not the same as your bastard parents, but… it’s something.”

Audrey nodded, too busy silently crying and eating to be able to formulate a verbal agreement.

Holly sniffles, still curled up against Hannah and nodding a bit. Hannah smiles softly, trying to keep herself together.

Because she can’t just erase years of bullying, of intentionally calling her something incredibly triggering, not with this. She wants to help Holly, she wants things to go back, but…

Ben notices the look on Hannah’s face and clears his throat. “Hannah, let’s trade off so you can eat. I’ve got Holly.” He moves over, and Holly shifts over to him easily.

Hannah nods, looking away from the others quietly as she eats her sandwich. Things just… aren’t the same to her. She’s not sure if they ever can be. She wants things back, but…

[somuchbetterthanthat]

As soon as he had stepped into the flat, Joly knew the problem; one could have said it was because he was an excellent doctor. A lovely thought, though in this particular case he was pretty certain it was more a case of being an excellent friend. He put his hat down, pressed his handkerchief against his nose, and bravely made his way to the bedroom. 

Inside, with very little surprise, he found Bossuet lounging in a chair near the open window; Bossuet had his eyes half closed, but he still grinned into his direction.

“Fancy seeing you here, doctor.”

“Your note was worrying to say the least,” Joly said. Experimentally, he poked at the lump on the bed, hidden by several blankets. The lump groaned. Joly met Bossuet’s eyes and raised his eyebrows.

“Oh, he’s near death for sure,” Bossuet nodded gravely. “I thought to call for a priest, but I know how talented you are; I’ve always been an optimistic fellow.”

“It’s a very charming quality of yours,” Joly couldn’t help but retort, and Bossuet’s smile widened. Joly tried to pull on the blankets. The blankets resisted. “Still, there is only so much I can do with a patient that won’t show his face.”

“Pity,” Bossuet sighed dramatically. “I guess I’ll have to sharpen my quill for an eulogy -- I was always better at them than he was, though he’d never admit it.” 

They both waited a beat, glancing at the bed. When nothing came out of it, a genuine flash of concern passed through Bossuet’s face. Joly took a few steps towards him, lowering down his handkerchief, and squeezed his shoulder. Bossuet bent to kiss his gloved hand. 

“I must thank you for coming,” he told him. “It’s certainly making me feel better to see such an handsome face in those dire circumstances.”

“Always the flatterer.” Joly pondered on how appropriate it would be, to take seat on Bossuet’s lap; Bossuet,reading his mind as ever, pulled him towards him a second later, settling the question. “Hello,” Joly said. “It has been too long, Monsieur Lesgle. I have a mistress who’s very unhappy with you.”

“Surely she can forgive me nursing a friend,” Bossuet retorted, rubbing his nose against Joly’s. “Though it would seem I did quite terribly --”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that at all, my dear; you looked extremely catching, on that chair; enough to make a worried doctor very distracted --”

Somewhere on their left, the bed creaked.

“Well, doctor, I still feel bad making you come here for nothing,” Bossuet breathed against his lips. “Now that I think about it, I might have a few symptoms myself.”

“Oh then that just won’t do; thankfully, I have a remedy for you, it has proved very efficient in the past.”

“You haven’t heard my symptoms.”

“I am a very good doctor,” Joly told him, and pecked his lips.

The lump groaned much more loudly this time. “Can a man not be left in peace as he ponders on the worthlessness of existence?” it mumbled. “Is it not enough that everything is bleak and grey and incredibly boring, is it not enough for this whole country to be a tragedy, this whole city to be a lie, and this whole flat to be a sewer! Must we also have to suffer through the callousness of unfair and uncaring people who would call themselves friends! Take your flirts and your hope far away from me, I want nothing with it, nor with you; you are both disgustingly happy and it makes me want to be truly sick. Out! Both of you!”

“He lives!” Bossuet exclaimed, with a note of real relief under the sarcasm. “Well, Monsieur Joly, you were right. You are the perfect doctor.”

“Now, now, even I can admit when seeing a miracle,” Joly said humbly. 

Peeking from underneath his blankets, Grantaire glared at them both. His eyes were red and blotchy, his skin in terrible condition; he must have not shaved in days. Joly kissed Bossuet’s cheek, and got to his feet again; Bossuet followed gingerly. Joly bumped Grantaire’s nose; Grantaire made an offended noise, and tried to move back underneath the blankets. Bossuet pulled them off him instead. 

“I cannot stand the sight of you,” Grantaire declared and turned to properly lay on his back, staring at the ceiling blankly. 

“Well I cannot stand your smell,” Joly retorted, his voice gently firm. “We all have our grievances. Now, here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to take a bath, and then, we’ll go back to my lodgings for the night. Tomorrow, we’re cleaning up your flat and moving your furniture around. No wonder you’re so grumpy, with your bed to the South. Have I taught you nothing at all?”

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[ofmargos]

tell us about a memory you're particularly fond of !

“allow me to tell you guys the story of how the breakfast club 2.0 first met . a long time ago in a land far away ( like my pre-teen years in chicago ), i got detention for walking the halls during class without a hall pass . really stupid , right ? and i planned on going just to give the teacher monitoring the detention a piece of my mind . but when i walked in there were only two other kids sitting there . a baby kylie and a baby elijah ! and i didn’t know it at the time , but that detention was like a blessing in disguise . otherwise i wouldn’t have been forced to spend 2 hours rearranging library books with my ( now ) favorite people in the entire world , and we’ve been pretty much inseperable ever since !” @kyliexc @fmbishop

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Willa frowned, crossing her arms. "I get it. They're challenging you, Ben. You're a good king, a truly good king, and you've done a few controversial things. Abolishing the Isle? Bringing the Isle kids over here to Auradon?"

She shook her head. "They're trying to challenge your authority. There's always gonna be people like that." She smiled, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "I can pay them a visit."

“If someone asked for selfish stuff every day, it’d piss me off. But in your case… It’s okay to complain, or be selfish, or get discouraged every once in a while.“ - Willa to Ben

Ben sighs, looking up at her for a moment form his desk and then breaking down just a bit. “I made you a promise, that I’d find out what happened to you guys’ stuff, and I meant it, but no one else seems to give a damn when I ask, and it’s– it’s driving me up a wall, Willa, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry it’s taking me to this long.”

He sighs, closing his eyes, running his hands through his hair before resting his head against them, elbows on his desk. “I know why they’re putting such a holdup on it when I ask, and it pisses me off that this is how people treat you after what my father did to you.”

[oldofbadchoices]

★!!

The only family member Francis has any sort of contact with is Jo, they have each other’s numbers and when they really need it, they’ll call the other to vent and they’ll listen to each other and will not pressure the other about anything. Jo wanted Francis to be the twins godmother.

FOR EVERY “★” I GET, I WILL POST A FACT ABOUT MY CHARACTERS.

[bxrn-thc-pxgcs]

Title: Disturbance

Muses: Willa, Audrey

“Audrey, for the last time, you don’t need the ice cream, you’re lactose intolerant,” Willa sighed. Audrey pouted at her, but put her purse back on her shoulder.

“Okay, fine, but only because I know we’re having fun today,” Audrey said, giving up.

And then Willa stood straight, a strange thought crossing her mind and almost electricity shooting up her spine. Holly? She looked around, hurrying over to her favorite person, clearing her throat. “Holly, hey. Cheesy as it is, let’s just say I sensed a disturbance in the force. What happened?”

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[bartonclinton]

[willwriteforboots]

Favorite Fictional Friends Day Fourteen: The Non-Judging Breakfast Club from “Gossip Girl”  (Image) Okay, over the last few days, we've examined some of Gossip Girl's best BroTPs.

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untxld-stxries​:

Closed Starter: The Shadow of Pixie Hollow

Celena sat up straight. She'd felt that. Out of them all, the one she'd been most concerned about was James.

And he was awake.

"DAMN IT ALL!" she screamed, rising to her feet, breathing heavily and seething with rage. She twitched, screaming again. "We're going to pay that wretched little king a visit." She turned, flicking her cloak as she did, storming off.

Cassandra blinked. She didn't like that. She drew her sword, glancing at Audrey and wincing. She didn't even recognize her friend. Not like that. She followed after Celena, sword in hand, silent.

Audrey lifted her chin, clutching her scepter tightly. Her scepter. Hers. She followed along after Celena, reaching up to adjust her tiara as she walked, not even glancing at the others.

@merbxtch

Snap out of it, goddammit, her brain screams in Audrey’s general direction uselessly. Yeah, her inner five-year-old who wanted telepathy to talk to her friends ALL THE TIME is desperate.

Holly sighs. “Right this way, then.”

It’s not as hard as she expects to get up there... but then they reach the closed door to the office. Holly holds up a hand when Hailey reaches for the doorknob. “That will ensure this place locks down tighter than a military fort. Here.”

She reaches over to a number pad on the wall and silently hopes it works, her fingers glossing over the keypad before she quickly types, 4-6-5-5-9.

The light ticks to green and the lock clicks, the door swinging open slightly. She privately smiles. He kept his promise. After all these years.

Holly takes the lead in walking the group in as unceremoniously as she can, masking her joy at the sight of Willa and Hannah in chairs in front of Ben’s desk, Ben in his own chair. All three appearing asleep.

She knows in her gut exactly what that means.

Taking a deep breath, she settles herself. And sets her shoulders. “Well, just like that. Simple, right? Simple enough. And just like that... we have both upheld our end of the bargain.”

The redhead never looks to Celena, not once, taking deep breaths to steady herself. “Your majesty?”

And Ben’s eyes open and he sits up at his desk, standing abruptly. “Yes, Holly?”

“I offer you the allegiance, loyalty, and protection of myself, Princess Hannah Fitzherbert, and Willa Russo against invading enemy forces.”

“Accepted, and welcomed,” Ben nods, as Hannah jumps on her feet and both girls whip around to face Celena.

Holly sets her shoulders as she steps directly into Celena’s line of sight, between her and Ben. “If you want him, you have to go through me first.”

“And me,” Hannah adds, going around the desk, her eyes never leaving any of the others, as she protectively gets directly in front of Ben.

Holly looks up when the door squeaks on the hinge, the door having not closed entirely behind them, smiling at who walks in. “Hi, gorgeous.”

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[beebabycastiel]

7 and 11 for the ask meme please? 💖💖

Hi! I’m so sorry this took so long to answer! (From this in case anyone forgot!)

7. Domestic headcanon?

Mickey and Ian don’t have a chore wheel, but they have chores they refuse to do. Mickey hates doing laundry (and has a minor habit of taking shit from the laundry room that is not his!), so Ian does the laundry. Ian hates doing dishes because he was usually the one to do them for both him AND Lip when Fiona delegated, so Mickey does them.

They have coffee mugs with ‘Domestic Bitch 1′ and ‘Domestic Bitch 2′ on them that Sandy got them for a wedding gift. 

They meal plan. Ian loves making breakfast for dinner. Mickey loves tacos.

Mickey never picks his socks up off the floor. Ian forgets to but trash bags back into the can after he takes out the trash. 

They rock, paper, scissor for who has to clean the bathroom.

Mickey argues with fruit sellers at the Farmers Market (which they go to every Saturday). Ian and the tomato growers chat about gardening

Mickey routinely goes with Ian to the rooftop garden on their condo. He doesn’t garden (except for the weed plant in their guest bedroom), but he likes to lie out in the sun while Ian tends to his little plants. 

Ian is a bad gardener. But he’s trying!

Mickey threatens anyone who laughs at Ian’s fucked up little tomatoes or his shriveled little herbs.

Every night before they go to bed, they watch Dance Moms or Bad Girls Club, cuddled up on the couch and then they go to bed, happy and content and ready for another thankfully uneventful day <3

11. What fanfic/fanart/headcanon do you wish was canon?

I really like the headcanon that Mickey is fluent in Spanish. I also really dig the whole Tami x Mickey BROTP thing. And as far as I know Sandy and Debbie are back together both parenting Franny. Lastly, THICC MICKEY MILKOVICH!!!!!!!