#but also this is a very sad day for the baileys

[thebirdandhersong]

NOT MARY HOLDING UP THE MONEY THEY GOT FOR THEIR HONEYMOON

[linc-karo-27]

In today's thoughts:

I wonder if Koji Fox (the lead translator for ffxiv and ffxvi though he isn't in charge of XIV anymore he is still kinda linked to it). Meme lord and pop culture reference loving Koji Fox knows the god he made up to make a Balls swear in Final Fantasy XIV (Nald'Thal) when added to the game via the Alliance Raid in April 2022 was voiced by Jonathan Bailey in the English Dub.

As in.... The man whose credits to most people involves him stripping and/or having sex at least once. The man to this site is Anthony, a character introduced in his show literally having a bonk up against a tree. That actor. Who at the time was trending on twitter because of a sex scene in Bridgerton. Voicing the god whose battle lines involved the word "come" stressed a bit hard and outright has a line

"well done you are deserving of reward"

A praise kink line.

Like someone must have informed him (Koji) one of his legacy characters is voiced by someone who the internet very much enjoys hearing him say those lines and is overall a funny casting for a one off as usual is managed with a Side UK/London casting.

[propertyofwhitney67]

angst time sorry boo , i love killing pc

so what if theres some kind of accident- you can choose how. though both of them get hurt, pc gets hurt lethally. before dying, before paramedics, the last thing they ask Li is to hold them. of dying in their arms. the accident was not the li's fault- but survivors guilt...

basically howd they react to such an event and how would they continue on? would they all fulfill the last request?

I will fucking cry

Whitney tries to hold back tears but fails, he keeps telling you that you're not gonna die, you're too strong. He whispers sweet things to you, what the future holds, etc. He's never the same again, he's a broken man. He never gets over you.

Kylar is in denial the whole time, never letting you go. Even when ems comes he doesn't want to let you go. This man will destroy everything in his path then kill himself.

Robin is fucking sobbing as he holds you, he's terrified of losing you. Please don't leave him, please don't die. He's never exactly the same but he does a lot better than Whitney, he can get sorta back to some form of normalcy

P!Sydney is holding you close and praying. He doesn't know if he'll be able to handle your loss. He doesn't let go till ems gets there. He might end up back in the asylum tbh

C!Sydney is oddly calm, holding you close and reassuring you. He knows you're not gonna make it and he wants these last moments to be calm, not terrifying for you. He's also never the same, colder and more distant.

Alex is clearly crying but doing his best to keep quite, he doesn't exactly succeed. He holds you and tells you about how much he loves you and how much you've helped him. He promises to be better but he doesn't keep that promise. He falls into a deep depression and will end up drinking himself to death one day

Avery has a lot of mixed emotions. How did this even fucking happen? There is blood all over him and ruining his clothes. He won't be able to do a lot of public stuff for a while, since it wouldn't be all that proper with you just dying. Is he sad? I mean a little. You're different from the other orphans, but he can always get another. He moves on very quickly.

Eden is silently crying while holding you close. He knows this is going to be his last him holding you so he has to make it count. He's whispering to you about how much he loves you and how you've brought light into his life. He is never the same, going deeper into the woods where not even Bailey can find him.

[pinkponyglitter]

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one shot | Grey’s Anatomy | Masterlist

pairing; Addison Montgomery x f!reader.

tags; fluff, confession, attending x intern

summary; you are an intern at Seattle Grace and you work under ‘The Ruler of all that is Evil’. everyone gets sick sometimes, and when a woman that you happen to have a crush on gets sick. you just can’t pass the opportunity.

notes; i wrote this a long time ago, please bare with me…

Being on Addison's Montgomery service is not an easy job. Especially when you have to look for her all over the hospital. Unfortunately Seattle Grace has a lot of good hiding spots.

"Hey, have you seen Dr. Montgomery?" You asked one of the nurses.

"No, sorry." She replied and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, thanks."

You like most of the nurses, they're really nice and very helpful but some of them are horrible. For example, this one, her name is Bria and she's a pain in the ass. Which makes you sad because you've always been really nice to her, unlike other residents.

You had been looking for her for an hour already, You really thought that Bailey wanting to get rid of you, did not mention that Addison had taken time off. Just when you were really about to give up you walked into one of the one-call rooms. You sat down on the bed that faced the couch and saw pink scrubs you've been looking for.

"There you are, I've been searching for you all day Dr. Montgomery," you mumbled. "Oh, are you okay?"

She didn't look like she was ok. She was sitting leaning on the couch and almost melting.

"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, y/n," she replied.

You walked up to her and put your hand on her forehead. You had never seen an attending in such a state. Especially her. You've never seen her like that.

"Shit, you're burning up and I'm pretty sure that white paint has more color than your face. You're not okay, Addison. You're sick," you gasped. "Come on, I'll drive you home." You stuck out your hand.

"No, y/n. You have patients, you can't just leave. I'm gonna be fine." She protested trying to get up.

"No, come on. Lay on the bed or you can stay on the couch, whatever you feel comfortable with and I'll go to the chief and tell him that you're sick and that I'm the only one who's going to drive you home. You stay here."

As you said, so you did. You went to the chief and explained to him that you were currently on Addison's service and actually weren't busy at the time. At first he didn't like the idea, but when you started talking about how dangerous it was for her patients to stay, he quickly succumbed. Also, you bought water and a sandwich because she looked like she needed energy.

"Okay, I'm back. Do you want a sandwich? Water?" She nodded her head no. "Addison, drink this at least and don't argue with me." She finally gave in. "Are you in any pain? Anything I could look into?"

"My stomach hurts a little bit," she muttered.

"Lift your shirt up."

"No, y/n. That's fine, I'm fine."

"Stop being so stubborn, please let me help you. You finally have a chance to see how good I am." She smirked. "Now come on, lift your shirt a little bit."

You examined her abdomen and also did an ultrasound to be safe. Everything looked fine. But you could tell she was in pain, and you don't quite know why, but you felt a strange feeling in your chest. When you finally made it to your car you breathed a sigh of relief. You knew that at this point her only option was to go with you. I mean, after all, she was already in the car anyway.

It was the first time you were in the apartment of any attending, well, maybe not counting the fact that Derek practically lived in the house you lived. You climbed the stairs and soon found yourselves in a cozy apartment. You told Addison to sit on the couch and covered her with a blanket right off the bat. She looked innocent, almost like a baby.

"Why are you doing this?" You heard her raspy voice behind you.

"Huh?"

"You're nice to me and you've always been, even when you found out about me and Mark. Even when I was hard on you. I mean, I get that you're a doctor too so you help people, but just... why are you helping me?"

You couldn't hide the fact that you just cared. Fact, Addison did stupid things in life, as we all do, but that didn't make her a bad person. Besides, you started to have a little crush on her from the first time you saw her, and on top of that you became something like friends and she was really close to you. You understood each other.

"I just care about you," you responded and turned around to look at her. "Okay look, this is probably not a very good time to tell you this but... I kinda have a crush on you?" You made a weird face. "I didn't tell you anything because this whole thing with Derek and then Mark was hard on you, but yeah I have a crush on you, maybe something even more than a crush. Also we're friends, really good friends so stop asking me these ridiculous questions," you explained.

"You have a crush on me?" Her eyes widened.

"God, sorry I didn't mean to make you... Look, we don't have to do anything about it. I'll be fine. Just forget it." You smiled awkwardly.

Couple days later...

"You finally told her?" Mer asked and took a bite of her fries, you covered your face with your hands.

"That wasn't the plan but yeah I did. God, I'm so embarrassed." You laughed.

"Was she shocked?" Alex asked.

"Pretty much, yeah."

"You're right, this is dumb. She's practically you're boss." Cristina shrugged her shoulders.

"You're acting like you didn't screwd an attending yourself." You rolled your eyes and she just raised her hands in defense.

You're pager went off. You looked at it. It said 211 which meant that Addison paged you. You looked up at everyone's faces, most of them smirked.

"Is that your lover?" Izzie teased you.

"I hate you all, I have to go." You got up from the table and headed toward Addison's office.

You felt like you was going to throw up. You haven't seen her for a few days, after you left her apartment that day you couldn't go back. You felt stupid. You told her, you told her you felt something and she just sat there looking at you so you left as soon as you could. You didn't want to make things awkward between you, you had already passed that stage when Addison found out that your friend was Meredith.

You stood in front of the door urging yourself to knock, and when you finally worked up the courage you almost ran out of there.

"Hey, you paged me," you said looking into the office.

She was sitting at her desk, looking much better than a few days earlier. Although overall she always looked good which was unfair.

"Can we, ummm... talk about what happened?" She asked looking at you with a slight site of embarrassment in her eyes.

"Oh, sure. Why not?" you said ironically. "So I told you I have a crush and you looked at me like I was crazy, then I felt like I actually was, so I left and been avoiding you since then."

She stood up from the desk and faced you. You both breathed loudly.

"I didn't look at you like you were crazy!"

"You know when was the last time I said I liked someone!?" Now you both raised your voices. "What are you doing?" you asked confused when she came so close that you could feel her breath on your face.

"Would you just stand still?" She asked and came close enough that your lips touched in a kiss.

At that moment you thought you could fly. Your knees bent under you as soon as her hands reached your hair. God she kissed so well. Her lips were softer than anything you've ever known. It was sweet, effortlessly sweet. You wrapped your arms around her waist, her hands were in your hair. You lost yourself in her.

You break the kiss. You felt dizzy. You swear you could still feel her lips on yours. You were breathless for a moment, the silence was now filled only by your breathing.

"You..." you whispered.

"I didn't know what to say, y/n. I've never been with a woman... It's just so confusing because, I would know what I should've done that day, if you were a man but you're not and... I like you, I never even thought about falling in love with a woman. It's just... You're so caring, beautiful, smart... I..." Her eyes were running all over the room.

"Look at me," you breathed. Her blue eyes finally looked straight into yours. "God your eyes are so beautiful." You ran your thumb over her cheek. "We don't have to rush anything. Baby steps, okay?" you asked her and she nodded.

"Baby steps." She bit her lip. "Now, please kiss me." You smirked and pulled her closer to finally put your lips in a long kiss.

[fnlbeautifca]

its getting close to my birthday and i have brainrot soo DOL LIs when its your birthday!!

if not specified, it will assume highest love :3c for some (great hawk specifically T_T) im not 100% sure on, so im sorry if its not accurate to the character… i did my best…

alex: most likely forgets about it until they check the calendar for today while making breakfast. i think they would make pancakes with a heart shape drawn on the top :3c the day is the same as any other, except by the end of it they give you a gift that is of your imagination ^^

avery: i feel like they might take you on a date, but actually ask for preference this time. it really depends on how much they like you… miiiight get you some flowers or maybe some nice jewlery

black wolf: doesnt really understand. but happy to spend the day with you anyway ^^ theyre just a little guy dont fault them here..!! maybe theyll bring you a dead deer or something

eden: probably got your birthday info from bailey, and makes you their best attempt at a cake. im not sure how good at cooking/baking they are, i hc them as being good at making edible, necessary foods like stew (but thats off topic!) i think they would make their best attempt at a small cake, and of course youd spend the day together. MIGHT indulge a night on the town if you ask really nicely and they like you a lot

great hawk: brings you nice little trinkets as a gift and maybe somehow steals a sweet treat from a [convenient place]… maybe flies you around a little. very romantic

kylar: obviously already knows its your birthday whether you told them or not; gives you a gift tailored to your exact interest/or needs at the moment + flowers and a cute card. insists that you spend the day out with them… please go out with them. they will be sad T_T

robin: gives you a handmade gift + card… if able to, they might buy you something small (cheap stuffed toy or maybe a book you mentioned to want)… they would like to spend the day with you and would be overjoyed if you invited them out on a birthday outing :3c

sydney: (p!syd idk how c!syd acts im sorry…) depending on their love, as a friend theyd get you a card and small gift. with higher love, theyd still get you a gift and a card and maybe some flowers… they also want to spend the day with you, and if you want to go out with them on your special day, theyd be over the moon :3!!! i imagine a romantic stroll on the beach…

whitney: last but not least!!!! depending on their love they might not know or care. if they know its your birthday and theyre at low love and high dom, theyd probably make you go out and do some mischief with them. with high love, i can see them getting you a cheap gift (probably a stuffed animal tbh) and flowers IF theyre feeling especially nice today. what are you looking at them for? its no big deal. they dont even care about you. they just felt like it today. for no particular reason. :3c (still makes you go out with them for a birthday date. if its a rainy day i can see it as a romantic walk in the park with a couple of milkshakes. simple! but thats okay :3c)

[leclerc-s]

track 002. clean

 ─── ❝ gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean ❞  ───

series masterlist // previous //next

zoya can remember when she got the first letter. she was 8 and in 3rd grade, the teacher announced they would be getting pen pals. zoya had no clue what that meant but it sounded so cool, she went home and told her mom all about it that day. the next day her teacher had placed a hat in front of her and her classmates telling them it would be luck. zoya had crossed her fingers she would get a girl her age, instead she nearly cried when she saw the words logan, florida.

she wrote a small letter introducing herself and silently hoped he would never reply, she didn't want to talk to a boy. maybe if logan didn't reply she would get a new pen pal and maybe it would be a girl. but it would be just her luck that he would reply, she left the letter unopened until her dad almost ripped it, that was when she jumped and opened it. logan seemed nice, but all he did was talk about cars and formula 1. it wasn't zoya's biggest interest but she had talked about her american girl dolls her entire letter. for some strange reason, that she still couldn't explain, zoya had replied and the two struck up a good friendship.

logan may have been across the country but he quickly became her best friend. one of his last physical letters had been him begging for an email address to talk to her because he would be living in the uk for a long time, he didn't know if he would come back to live in states. zoya had pleaded with her mom to let her have an email, and when she caved, the communication with logan was non-stop. of course he always talked about formula 1 but now there was a boy named oscar added into the mix, and he NEVER shut up about him. if zoya hadn't heard of the many girls logan had crushed on she would've thought he was in love with oscar.

zoya torres talks about pen pals, drivers license, and formula one

posted march 2021

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username it's so cute that zoya's still friends with her old pen pal.

↳ username right? i stopped talking to my old pen pal when i was 10.

username this isn't weird at all zoya. it's so cute!

username love that the majority of the interview was zoya talking about her pen pal.

username love that she took every opportunity to call this man a basic white boy.

username how many facts does she know about formula one. like how many things did this guy tell her and they just stuck?

↳ username not very many, she said so herself towards the end of the interview. they also don't talk much these days because of her career and his career path is also demanding.

lando norris i spiraled and watched a bunch of zoya's interviews, so zoya, who's your penpal?

zoya torres HOW FAR BACK DID YOU GO?

natalia ruiz aww you have a penpal? that's so cute.

oscar piastri logan has a penpal to

logan sargeant traitor

freya vettel that's cute. how long have you two had your penpals for?

logan sargeant since i was 10 zoya torres i was 8

daniel jones-ricciardo holy shit, that's so fucking cute.

bailey winters fun fact: hope ur okay was inspired by zoya's penpal because they briefly fell out of touch back in 2020

zoya torres traitor

isabella perez I LOVE THAT SONG!

ollie bearman no, you just like crying to sad music isabella perez ollie shut the fuck up

freya vettel i caught her crying to tolerate it the other day

mae jones her dickhead ex showed up in miami, and she's allowed one sad song per day

zoya torres therapy helps!

isabella perez I DON'T NEED THERAPY!!

mick schumacher i needed therapy after the whole haas thing. sebastian vettel you didn't even go mick. you cried over a pint of ice cream for 2 hours mick schumacher but theoretically, i needed therapy. max verstappen i'd need therapy after dealing with maze-spin as my teammate

charles leclerc zoya has corrupted my daughter.

daphne jones-ricciardo she's 4 months old charles, there's nothing about her to corrupt natalia ruiz he means she can't sleep unless there's music playing.

charles leclerc i regret ever letting zoya live with us.

freya vettel that's bullshit and we all know it.

logan sargeant i don't see a problem, charles plays the piano??

natalia ruiz she can't sleep unless it's seven.

max verstappen I TOLD YOU I SHOULD'VE BEEN GODFATHER BUT NO YOU HAD TO GO WITH BITCHIARDO!! daniel jones-ricciardo fuck you verstappen

mae jones they only went with daniel because they wanted daphne as godmother...

natalia ruiz not true, it was either pierre or daniel because i got to pick little jewel's godmother.

pierre gasly IT COULD'VE BEEN ME?! charles leclerc but then you got drunkenly married in vegas and i knew daniel was the right choice

rowan todd that shit's going to haunt us for the rest of our lives

zoya torres digital footprint haunts you forever.

mae jones we should know zoya torres ooh let's not go there

lando norris i'm nosy, so how exactly did you two become friends?

zoya torres interesting question. i'm not answering. i like mystery.

mae jones ooh i agree!

lando norris boo!

zoyatorres posted new stories

forza ferrari something like that.

praying i don't get lost again. i do not need a repeat of miami

red boots to support dad, a gift from daniel in case you weren't sure. we should've saved them for austin.

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zoyatorres i'm embracing the ferrari lifestyle at this point

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user07 every time she's posted charles she's made fun of him and i love that.

↳ zoyatorres someone needs to humble il predestinato and it's gonna be me!

freyavettel it sucks you in zoya, you have no choice but to let it swallow you whole.

↳ zoyatorres see i thought you were all joking, but you're not.

isabellaperez i demand pic credits for that one picture of you!

↳ zoyatorres my bad 📸 to zoya for the second picture!

charles_leclerc WHEN DID YOU GET IN MY CAR??

↳ zoyatorres te-he

↳ isabellaperez crimes were committed mr. leclerc

user87 the commitment to making fun of charles is everything to me

user99 nah cause my mind still can't wrap my head around zoya becoming friends with charles fucking leclerc

user19 she looks so good in red

lilymhe she's an icon

↳ zoyatorres marry me. i'll be a better wag for you than alex could ever be.

↳ alex_albon i will fight you torres. i am not afraid to resort to physical violence

↳ zoyatorres i could take you

maejones pretty girl ❤️

↳ zoyatorres call me ms. steal yo girl because i'm coming for every driver's girlfriends and wives. ricciardo-jones, you're next

↳ danieljricciardo what the hell did i ever do to deserve this?

↳ zoyatorres marry daphne fucking jones

↳ user28 she's so valid for that

user32 she looks so much happier these days and i don’t know what it is.

↳ user80 right? she dumped her ex an instantly became so happy.

↳ user51 not to mention she’s probably got all her frustrations and anger out when she was writing her new album

↳ user32 good for her, she deserves to be happy

↳ user51 facts, zoya deserves all the happiness in the world

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¡leclerc-s speaks! this one’s more of a filler but it does give you an insight on how logan and zoya became pen-pals. which i think is cute, so it's okay that this one is a filler.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

[livlaughloveluke]

𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞- 𝐞.𝐥

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you fall in love with a murderer, and have to choose between living a life with out him, or dying

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: HEAVY angst, no happy ending (sorry), ghostface au, little cursing, scream 6 spoilers ig, death :(

𝐚/𝐧: my first writing!! lmk what y’all think 👀 theme heavily inspired by @auras-moonstone, which go check her blog out if you haven't already! also story very similar to author on wattpad, forgot their name though so if you know, make sure to comment!

your feet ached from running, and with every step you took, it felt like your muscles were snapping into itty-bitty pieces. however, you had to keep running, for yourself, and for your friends.

you were currently being chased by two ghostfaces, who had just brutally murdered chad. it was painful to watch, since you had been attached at the hip since kindergarten, and had grown up together. 

he was always there for you, and was a great listener. he listened to you when you needed to vent about your shitty day, or when you were rambling on about how cute and thoughtful ethan was. 

you met ethan at the beginning of the semester, and instantly clicked. you constantly hung out, and the group liked to joke about your crushes on one another. you just thought it was playful teasing, although you had definitely fallen for ethan, hard. 

unbeknownst to you, he had felt the same. originally, you and him were never supposed to happen. the plan was for him to join the group through chad, and continue the family business from there. although, once he heard your angelic laugh and experienced your lovable personality, he knew the whole plan was fucked. 

however, none of that matters now, as you stand in front of detective bailey. he had just revealed himself as one of the heartless killers, and the other murders still had their masks on, and stood next to him proudly.

then, he took off his disguise. 

it was ethan. your ethan. the one who you baked cookies with only a few nights ago, was a serial killer, and wanted your blood. 

you couldn’t focus on the others words, all you could do was stare at ethan. he however, was to much of a coward to even glance your direction. he couldn’t bear the thought of your eyes being stained with sadness and betrayal. 

you were quickly brought back to reality as all hell broke loose. quinn chased after the sisters, bailey after kirby, and ethan after you.

you pushed your sore and aching legs down a dim hallway, only to find a dead end. it was over for you. no where to run, you turned around to look at ethan, and backed into the cold, concrete wall.

“so, this is it? you’re just going to kill me now, after everything we’ve been through?” you ask with an aggravated tone, your words still lingering in ethans ears, much after they were said.  

“i- i dont want to do this to you, y/n. but i have to. its for richie, for the family.” he grips the knife, and slowly brings it up to your throat. you tense up, and squeeze your eyes shut.

this is how you were going to die, bleeding out at the hands of the boy you loved most. it felt unreal, although you were starting to except your fate. you internally jumped at the feeling of the tip of the knife to your throat, and now you were waiting for him to end your life with one stroke. 

you kept waiting, for what felt like an eternity, but nothing ever came. you decided to open your eyes out of curiosity. he was standing still, looking down at the ground, deep in thought. 

“do it. please, don’t drag my death on. the least you can do is make it quick. kill me, ethan.” you say, the tremble in your voice very prominent. the sound of your whispers catches him off guard, and he looks up from the floor to make eye contact with you.

ethan broke upon hearing your pleads. what was he doing? he loved you, more than he loved his father or sister. you made him feel special, in a way no other family member could.

“I can’t do it.” he says, dropping the knife and beginning to sob into his hands. you look at him, both confused and distraught, until your attention is brought elsewhere. sam was covered in blood behind him, a knife in hand. she brought a finger up to her lips, signaling you to be quiet so she could attack him.

you didn’t want him to die, but you knew he had to. you quickly embraced him, arms around his neck, standing on your tallest tiptoes, due to his abnormally large height. 

you dig you head into his neck, between your arm, and began to cry with him.

“you dont know how bad i want this to be a dream.” you managed to choke out, in between sobs. “i wish i could wake up in your arms, and everything could go back to normal.” you say, still hugging him, for this would be the last time. 

you pick your head up to look at sam, signaling to her that it was time. you bury your head back into the crook of his neck, closing your eyes, waiting. you then hear the knife plunge into his skin, and you feel the vibrations of his muffled shrieks along your skin.

you decide to continue talking, trying to help him through the pain, while sam retracts the weapon from his back and goes to stab him again.

 “i wish i could wake up from this nightmare, and we could go back to studying econ on thursdays, and getting milkshakes at our favorite diner while we talk and laugh for hours.” you exclaim with a depressing and heartfelt tone.

“remember when you were walking me back to my apartment late one night, and we saw a stray cat? and you sat there for the next 10 minutes, feeding it scraps out of the palm of your hand?” you recite to him, and he nods slowly, while in pain. 

“thats the ethan i fell in love with. he would never do anything like this, and he was the most selfless guy i knew. he would spend hours researching the perfect flower to get, and would make sure to text me every morning and night to check on me.” you share, and start to feel his body go limp, and all color he once had, slowly drained from his soul. 

“i love you, so much y/n. i wish things were different.” he stutters out, before going unconscious. 

“me too.” you say, laying his body down on the ground. tears spilling from your eyes, and onto his lifeless cheek. 

that was it. there was no more ethan and y/n. you would have to live a life without him. no more sleeping in his bed while you ran your fingers through his hair, no more sweet messages, no more song recommendations. apart of you had died that day, and it killed knowing that he would never come back. 

[problematicraccoon]

I NEED TO TALK ABOUT MY GIRLBAND DR RAAAHHHHHHH LISTEN UP FUCKERS

so first of all, my girlband is called Ultraviolet, or UV for short. our fans call us vivies, like how people call the lesserafim members "fimmies", and we call them vivies too. a little running joke between us is that the members are senior vivies and our fans are junior vivies. we debut on February 14th, 2025 with seven members; me, Sierra, Nicole, Emmy, Linh, Brooke and Annika.

me and Sierra are the moms of the group. we've been best friends since we met as trainees when we were both 12, and have been inseparable since. she's also my love interest <3

me and Emmy are like the tom and jerry of the group, always messing with each other and beating each other up (lovingly).

Linh, Brooke and Annika are the babies. as the eldest of the baby line, Linh is very protective of Brooke and Annika, even though Linh's 5'2 while Brooke is 5'5 and Annika is 5'9 😭. all of us older girls are way shorter than the youngest, but the shorter ones are very strong and baby the HELL outta the younger ones. its very much giving (see meme at bottom of post lmao)

im the oldest and the leader, while Sierra is twelve days younger than me and is my co-leader.

pretty much all of the members are queer in some regard except for Annika, who we joke is our token straight friend.

we end up becoming even more popular than bts 😼 this is my dr it can be as self indulgent as i want shush

Nicole is the mean one (said lovingly) and is always pissing everyone off (again, lovingly) with her constant sarcasm

Brooke and Annika, as the babies of the group, are basically joined at the hip. never leave each other alone. practically superglued to each other.

we're entirely self produced. i'm the main producer/composer/lyricist and Sierra and Emmy are producers and lyricists too.

here's our discography:

debut single: America's Sweethearts (og artist: Lauren Presley)

first mini album:

title track: Brutal (og: Olivia Rodrigo)

What it Means to Be a Girl (Emeline)

This is How I Learn to Say No (Emeline)

Stray (jxdn)

Freaks (Surf Curse)

second single: Mrs Potato Head (Melanie Martinez)

first full album:

title track: All About Me (lilyisthatyou)

All or Nothing (topic & hrvy)

Mantra [my solo] (Jennie)

I Want That (g-idle)

SLAYYYY [Nicole solo] (upsahl)

Bad Energy [Emmy solo] (lilyisthatyou)

Only One [Annika solo] (vcha)

Queen [Brooke solo] (Loren Gray)

More Than a Friend [Sierra solo] (girli)

Flare [Linh solo] (ashwarya)

second mini album:

title track: TAKE MY NIRVANA (pvris)

I DON'T WANNA DO THIS ANYMORE (pvris)

Therefore I Am (billie eilish)

Isaac (bear's den)

Punisher (k.flay)

third mini album:

title track: Tears on the Dancefloor (upsahl)

Painful Euphoria (lilyisthatyou)

Stuck (day wave)

Collide [sped up. me, Brooke and Nicole unit song] (Justine Skye. and the rap with that guy isnt there lmao, i hate that part)

Summer so Hot (upsahl)

fourth mini album:

title track: WOKE UP (xg)

till my hands bleed [me, Sierra, Emmy unit] (neffex)

Tomboy (destiny rogers)

NO HANDS (upsahl)

Vicious (tate mcrae)

Body Talk (ofenbach & SVEA)

SICK PRETTY MIND [Nicole and Brooke unit]

Dance (lilyisthatyou)

Body to Body (telykast)

Shiver (john summit & hayla)

Moonlight Magic [me, Emmy and Sierra unit] (ashnikko)

third single: Monica Lewinsky (upsahl)

fourth single: PINK LIKE SUKI [uv ft. Megan Thee Stallion] (pebbles&tamtam)

fifth single: Dancing with a Stranger (sam smith & normani)

second full album:

title track: Die with a Smile (lady gaga & bruno mars)

FRI(END)S [Sierra solo] (v)

Me or You [Linh solo] (matteo bocelli)

Spiral (lilyisthatyou)

her [me and Brooke unit] (jvke)

Je te laisserai des mots (patrick watson)

oh love [annika solo] (delaney bailey)

Mom [my solo] (meghan trainor)

friendly fire (eaJ)

Lifeline (the rose & transparent arts)

Love Story (indila)

Slow it Down (benson boone)

Sad Forever (lauv)

Invisible Things (lauv)

I'm Different Now (rosie darling)

Dying Star (ashnikko)

my home (the change)

sixth single: LOVE WAR [Todrick Hall ft. Ultraviolet. we add our own verse]

seventh single: SHE (winona oak)

fifth mini album:

title track: MEAN! (madeline the person)

Older (sasha alex sloan)

Dream (priscilla ahn)

j's lullaby (darlin' i'd wait for you) ((delaney bailey))

Angel Baby (troye sivan)

Beautiful (bazzi)

All 4 Nothing (I'm so in love) ((lauv))

i'm so tired... (lauv)

eighth single: Monica Lewinsky (upsahl)

ninth single: Love U Like That (lauv)

tenth single: She Knows It (maggie lindermann)

eleventh single: Dernière Danse (indila)

sixth mini album: Play With Fire (sam tinnesz)

HALO (lilyisthatyou)

Aimed to Kill (jade lemac)

Hellhound (deathbyromy)

HARD TO LOVE (lilyisthatyou)

Animal (emeline)

Chokehold [Emmy and Sierra unit]

don't break my... [me, Nicole and Brooke unit (kenzie cait)

HE KNOWS [me, Nicole and Brooke unit ft. lil nas x] (camila cabello & lil nas x)

twelfth single: body bag (caroline romano)

bsides: supercool (ariana and the rose)

i gave you everything (ekkstacy)

that's all i got for the discography so far.

[michaellangdonswhore]

Hi, I just saw you poste so here I am? maybe an ethan landry x reader who is smiliar to stu (Personality wise?) you can choos reader gender. like the act 3 there it reaveld that ethan is one of the ghostface and reader is quite sad/grumpy cause they like him and know he is a killer. "Man, I really wanna date you ):, but i cant cause rules of friendship, like you wanna kill my friends.... " I am sorry if this is not very specific but do what you wanna with it :)

warnings: like none this is just a blurb. prob bad I wrote this so quick and I don't feel like proofreading because I want to write something else. xoxo

word count: 1.6k

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There's three of them and there's three of you. You stand with your friends, Tara and Sam, severally injured. Detective Bailey was standing with a gun pointed towards you with two masked killers standing next to him.

"You?" Tara scoffs.

"Yeah, of course me," Bailey shrugs. "Frankly I expected more from you after what you did to us."

"Us?" You repeat.

The person next to him begins to take off his mask, revealing a smily familiar figure beneath.

You scoff, because out of all of your friends, you genuinely didn't believe it was him. Sure, everyone joked about it, but he was... he just seemed to innocent. Ethan seemed so vanilla.

Also, you liked him, so you were a firm Ethan defender. No matter how many times you were told to trust no one; especially Ethan after Anika was murdered, you did.

You just couldn't believe it. Ethan- who you had confided in, cried to, almost made out with had pretty much, quite literally, stabbed you in the back.

"Mindy was right. It was easy to juke the roommate lottery," He spoke, so confidently, which was so unlike him.

This really hurt- in many different ways. You actually thought you knew him and understood him. You had never seen this person before.

"I mean all I had to do to meet you was room with a conceited, condensing alpha literally named Chad. Fuck, it felt good to kill him!"

He presents his mask.

"This was your grandmothers, Sam. Nancy Loomis? Really runs in your fucking family, doesn't it? Speaking of family..."

"Wait for it..."

"My name's not Ethan Landry!" He says excitedly. "Is it, dad?"

Well, isn't he just full of surprises.

"Dad?" Tara scoffs.

"Well then that just leaves..." Sam looks at the only one unmasked. "Mindy?"

Luckily, it's not.

"Hey, roomie," Quinn says. "You didn't see that one coming, did you?"

"Well, yeah, we all thought you were dead," You scoff. You turn to Tara and Sam. "That's one way to get off the suspect list. Creative, I must say."

"Yeah, you'd be amazed what a grieving father could get away with." Bailey says.

Ethan's staring you down with a hungry look in his eyes. It was all a game to him.

You can't help but actually roll your eyes in the situation. The audacity you have. This ends with all out hell breaking loose-

Quinn slices deep into your arm with her knife and Bailey starts laughing.

"You stay the fuck away from her!" Tara yells as you stumble back, beginning to look for an exit plan.

This was not how it was supposed to go.

Why couldn't it have been someone else? Anyone but him? You just felt so stupid.

"What is this?" You ask them all, specifically Ethan. "You did this as a family?"

"She should know better than anyone," Ethan shoots a dagger at Sam.

"I don't know what you believe, but I didn't commit the murders at Woodsboro!" Sam groans, sick of explaining the same thing over and over again.

"We know that. What do you think this is? You think this is based on some bullshit conspiracy theory? Bailey scoffs. He gives Sam a pitiful look. "Come on. Who do you think started those rumors in the first place?"

Quinn raises her hand and laughs, "Do you know how easy it was to turn Sam from the hero of Woodsboro into the villain? How easy it was to convince the world to believe the worst in people rather than the best?"

"It's not enough to just kill someone these days," Ethan adds, "You have to assassinate their character first. So when dad here discovers your horribly mutilated bodies, posed with Sam wearing her father's mask, he'll say some poor dumb bastard read on the internet that you're the real ghost face and took matters into their own deluded hands."

"It's the perfect alibi!" Bailey chuckles. "And all the best lies are based on truth."

He points to Sam, "You're a killer. Just like your father."

"No, I'm not!" She yells back.

"Yes you are, motherfucker, you killed our brother!" Quinn screams.

"What are you talking about?"

Great. Another surprise.

So, Ethan's a killer. Quinn's not dead. And their brother was the last ghost face. Great.

"You told us your brother died in a car accident," You shoot daggers at Ethan.

"No, you sweet dumb thing. He died at Woodsboro."

He's pointing his knife up, using it to make a point.

"You're Richie's family?" Sam looks distraught.

"Yeah," Bailey nods.

There's an awkward moment of silence, interrupted by Ethan stabbing Sam in the chest and filling the room with laughter.

"She's finally starting to get it!" He exclaims.

"Have I been a perfect dad? No. Have I maybe over indulged in Richie's interests in these movies? Yeah. He even made a few of his own. There's a very special bond between a father and his first son."

"Ouch." You look over at Ethan, impulsively. "That's gotta sting."

You take another small cut to the shoulder from Quinn. You couldn't tell why she wouldn't just kill you right then and there; it would certainly get the point across.

"What?" You look offended- almost as if you weren't meaning to be offensive. You look back up at Bailey. "And just because you sucked at raising your kid doesn't mean you get to take it out on... literally children."

"Yeah, well I think we're a little past that point now," Bailey sighs.

You open up your mouth, gaining your voice back before Quinn nips at you again, causing nothing but a wince to escape your throat. She's warning you for interrupting.

"I built a tribute to my son," Bailey continues. "This is where you have to die, Sam. Because everyone dies, Sam!"

He's beginning to rile up, pointing his gun at her now.

"Everyone that had to do with the death of my son has to die." He says. "Put on the mask."

"He was a man baby." Sam smirks. "He made his girlfriend do all the killing for him."

Quinn begins to charge at her, but Tara manages to knock her away, and that's when Kirby decides to wake up and shoot Bailey to the ground. Ethan then tackles her, stabbing her harshly in the abdomen in the process.

You act swiftly, taking a nearby brick on the floor at charge at him, slamming the brick into his head and knocking him off of Kirby.

The knife is still in her stomach, you and Ethan fighting each other on the floor in the corner while everyone else does their thing. You notice Sam and Tara climbing somewhere out of the corner of your eye. You want to get to them, but this might be the last time you can ever have your hands on him again.

It's almost if he's not fighting back, though; and it's like you're not fighting hard enough. It's like you're scolding him, like a wife hitting her husband with a dish towel for not liking the food. Except it's with a brick in your hands.

And he's laughing at you while you're doing this, knows that you couldn't possibly hurt him.

"Stop."

"Stop what?" He smirks. "You're the one hitting me with a brick."

"Stop laughing!" You groan. "This isn't funny."

You hit him a little harder.

"Ow!" He grabs his arm. He rolls his eyes and walks back to Kirby. "Where's my knife?"

As he retrieves it, you hear a gunshot and then see Tara swinging off the balcony, being held up by Sam. Ethan has his knife now, and he's swinging at Tara.

This is your moment to act again; you charge at him once more, bringing him to the ground. Not to your surprise, he overpowers you and is now holding you tight, knife pointed at your neck to ensure that you don't move. Bailey's gun is aimed at Tara, but now switching between the both of you.

"Take care of her, Ethan," Bailey says, aggravated that this is taking so long.

He nods, dragging you into the corner of the room; and then into a separate room. You're trying to fight back, kicking and digging your nails into his skin.

You know he won't kill you. He would've already.

Once you're alone, completely alone, he loses his grips. However, he's still holding tight enough to prevent you from moving anywhere.

It's silent for a moment. Neither one of you are talking.

"If I wasn't like this..." He begins. "If I didn't do this-"

"What?" You ask. "Would I have considered being with you?"

He awkwardly blushes. What a time to blush.

"You always did read me so well."

"Clearly not well enough." You groan and roll you eyes, escaping his grasp and pushing him off of you. You're not fighting him, and he's not trying to fight you, but you are keeping your guard up in case he decides to attack.

But he won't.

"So?"

"How can you expect me to answer that?" You question. "Like yeah, I would've loved to date you, but you're kind of trying to kill my friends and me. So, I don't really think the whole relationship thing would work out."

He sighs.

"I should've asked you out sooner," He says after a moment of silence.

"Yeah, you really should've." You snap back.

It's weird. This is the Ethan you knew. It's like he's back. Ghostface or not, your dynamic hasn't changed.

Your brief moment of peace was interrupted quickly though with another gunshot. This freed you of your delusion- that he was this normal guy.

Freed from his grasp, you ran back to the main room to find your friends perfectly fine. Both Quinn and Bailey basically looked dead, and Sam was in the Ghostface robes. You figured some sort of poetic justice had occurred.

But now it's three against one, and there's nothing you could do to save him.

[kaaaaaaarf]

Chapter 12 of everywhere, everything by @lynxindisguise is up, and so I come bearing songs about our favourite divorced pirates.

Universe 823: Pirates songs and explanations under the cut (beware: here be spoilers!)

+ Good Impression / Real Pirates by Mark Mothersbaugh

Ahoy! Instrumental.

+ pirate song by mehro

This song would have fit by title alone, but I like the harkening to the lie that caused our boys to be extremely divorced.

Honesty can only be if there is a lie Tell me what you believe, don't try to hide Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (Don't try, don't try) Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ah-ah

+ Ships In The Rain by Lanterns on the Lake

A nautical lullaby for our universe 0 boys.

But this cold, black ocean will know That this sailor will never come home Ships in the rain I'll see you again Ships in the rain I'll see you again Ships in the rain I'll see you again Ships in the rain 'Til we meet again

+ I'm Not Calling You A Liar by Florence + The Machine

This song really feels very Pirate Remus to me...he takes no shit from anyone, but especially from his Pirate ex-husband!!

I'm not calling you a liar Just don't lie to me I'm not calling you a thief Just don't steal from me I'm not calling you a ghost Just stop haunting me And I love you so much I'm gonna let you Kill me

+ Time Back by Indigo De Souza

As Sash would say *bangs gavel* pirate divorce!!!!

Don't bleed me dry We are capsized And I feel you dying But I'm safe inside You're bad, you suck You fucked me up I'm sad, I'm tired I want my time back You're bad, you suck You fucked me up I'm fine, getting better Still want to

+ Love Letter From the Sea to The Shore by Delaney Bailey

Multiverse husbands 🥹 Remus: When will my husband return from war (jumping between universes because he's on the run and might never come home again)(and also there was an actual war)?

I think I loved you In another life Where I was the sea And you were the shore Like the tourist comes back to the beach I come back to you for more and more and more 'Cause you hold in my tide I would die a thousand times Just to see you in another life [...] No matter how far I drift away You'll be there when I come back one day

+ Jelly Legs by Good Morning

It's a SONG called JELLY LEGS. It was making the cut for pirate universe, end of story. (You should really go listen to their whole album, it's basically written for this fic)

Jelly legs, slow your roll Never felt like this before Come back alone

[fluidstatick]

I'm rewatching Sophie's day 3 stream of blsmp and I just got smacked in the face with an offhand bit of lore that I don't think anyone else spotted. I can't find a discord channel or subreddit or anything else specific to dump my thought process into, so I'm just chucking it here. Spoilers for Balloon SMP - particularly Team E - and a wild stab at conjecture, under the cut.

Socks finds Team E's base after wandering around for three hours, and while everyone is making plans and trading information Sophie asks about the Globber, the Enyyts, and the hands. Socks says she saw "A bunch of hands hopping around near a crafting table, and one of them pointed in [team E's] direction." She followed the pointing and ended up at Claire's fishing spot.

The hands helped Socks make it to Team E as early as day two. On day one, they only started attacking Team E when Milk Ape and Bailey attacked first, and they never showed up at Team E's base after that. Sure, they tried to get into the house, but what if they hadn't been attacked? Maybe they were a welcoming committee, helping hands; they dropped very tasty food, and material for a wet shovel, which would have been very useful for underwater digging. Would the hands have defended the house if they were welcomed peacefully? Did they want to help the teams navigate to each other? We may never know.

Speaking of day one - I'm still sad about The Globber. It didn't attack anyone, only the birds did; Its HP bar was white. It looked like a deshelled raw lobster tail shrouded in runes. In real life, whale corpses that wash ashore are called globsters. The rune birds ate it slowly. If it had been left alone, maybe the rune birds would've eaten enough of it to become corporeal, and maybe helpful? There were fish near where it landed that were also runes, and Claire could catch them, but they only dropped rotten flesh. If she didn't catch them, and the globber had landed in the river to become whale fall, maybe they would have been beneficial too.

The Enyyts' HP bars were white, and their balloons were floating up and away from the Caldera, not toward it. When shot down, they didn't defend themselves, just sat in the water and drowned. Nobody's figured out what the Critical Mass can do - one of them is a coffee table now - but if the Ennyts had been dropped on land and left alone, could they have defended players from hostile mobs somehow? That big cyclops eye reminded me of an Ender eye; I'm wondering if they could stare down and attract Endermen, so players could farm ender pearls for Ender chests.

After those first couple of days, the balloons only brought vanilla mobs, and very rarely hostile ones - mostly edible animals, villagers, occasionally hostile mobs at night. When Bailey was revived the first time, a cloud of red balloons met them in the sky, not far from Sophie's body, carrying fish - were the balloons welcoming Bailey back to the living? Were the red balloons collecting hellium to keep the blue balloon at bay, and keep the server safe? When Gibson nuked the Caldera, the sky turned red, and several people suggested they were inside a balloon - Could that have been the souls of the Caldera rushing to protect the teams from the gaze of the blue balloon?

When a player dies, there's a hole in the sky. I forget who, but someone (Kuu? RenoBee?) told Holly that at one point, while they were dead, they flew up into the hole in the sky and saw what was really going on. Holly didn't stick around to find out what they meant by that,

Now that Sophie's sacrificed herself to the Hellium, the sky is blue. Gibson and Bailey commented on how much they wish Sophie could see it. At one point during Gibson's day 25 stream, I noticed two giant eyes in the sky instead of just one.

When Katy and Gibson held an impromptu meeting at an intersection on the nether highway, Kuu interjected at one point, insisting that Sophie isn't dead. Katy said she thinks the comment was just Cope, but Kuu has been several different colors now. I haven't watched his streams yet, but that guy's got secrets, and maybe even more than vague old Gandalf.

On day 14, Holly mentioned that "Shelly says the win condition may have changed." It's not about the End anymore. I think it's about finding and destroying the blue balloon, so the red balloons don't have to deflate more mobs to keep it at bay.

I also don't think the white whales clustering all over the SMP map is an Alex's Mobs glitch. I've run that mod before, and did so for almost a year. I saw a white whale listed in the encyclopedia, but none ever spawned on my map. I think the obscene number of white whales are a message. I think something is trying to tell everyone -- This could have been a peaceful and prosperous world, but you chose fear and violence, and now your luck is a cancer that will destroy you.

When Sophie fell into the Hellium and met The Mother, she saw herself with massive black wings, spotted with the Eyes of Tragedy. I think it's a hint. The Mother said "you will all be reborn." Gandalf hasn't said a word against the balloons. Neither has Serpy. Everyone on the server has seen or experienced something that they can't express effectively, and I think it all goes back to the note Bailey gave to Sophie on day seven - Follow the Blue Balloon - and what her doppelganger said at the end of that day: We came out of the sky.

I don't think the doppelgangers were meant to read as a threat. I think they were trying to explain to people that they're friendly. Bailey's doppelganger only started to howl and screech and chase Sophie when she threatened it on day seven, and on day eight it screamed when it saw her It stretched terribly, like it was being pulled tight. I think something was trying to snatch Fake Bailey into the sky before it could befriend Sophie. I think the reason it possessed her later on - "what's wrong? what's wrong?" - was that it wanted to make peace and explain itself, and it knew that Team E trusts Bailey's judgement.

I think the real villain of this SMP isn't the balloons, red or blue, yellow or otherwise. I think it's communication failure.

I think the Hellium has been improperly labeled. I wonder if it's actually Healium.

[nightsinbluevelvet]

Dear! You have been awfully quiet these past few weeks, I hope you are well? I, for one, have been feeling a little uneasy, but that is because I miss our boys so much! Their presence together anchors me, and makes me believe in divine connections of souls again. I hope to see them together at an event soon. What do you think? Will we see them soon?

Thank you so much for your concern! I'm perfectly fine. I didn't mean to disappear, I've just been busy in my personal life, travelling a bit and such things.

I don't feel uneasy about Matt and Jonny at all, but I do miss them every day. You're definitely not alone in craving their presence together. I see people writing similar things every single day. The connection they have when they're together makes us believe in good things again, in love, in humanity.

Actually I wanted to address the interesting pieces of information we got some time ago, that cleared up some rumours about Matt and Jonny that I've wished people would stop spreading.

First, Jonny denying he has a boyfriend.

In this, now infamous, London Evening Standard interview from December (https://www.standard.co.uk/culture/tvfilm/jonathan-bailey-fellow-travelers-paramount-plus-interview-bridgerton-b1126156.html) Jonny was quoted as saying there's a "lovely man" in his life, which created insane rumours for months.

In this recent L.A. Times interview (https://www.latimes.com/entertainment-arts/awards/story/2024-05-14/jonathan-bailey-fellow-travelers-bridgerton-wicked-matt-bomer-ron-nyswaner) Jonny adressed those rumours. “'The only thing that got syndicated from that story was that I had a boyfriend, and it wasn’t true,' he sighs."

It's very sad that people focused on that instead of the coffee shop incident. Also, I've been saying all along that some comment like that can't be used as evidence for his current relationship status. Now we know that he was misquoted (likely on purpose) and that there wasn't a boyfriend to begin with. Didn't it strike anyone else as odd that Jonny would say "Having a private life is, for me, completely critical" and then reveal a boyfriend in the same interview?

There was a lovely man he called after the incident, however (and this was the day after the HRC gala), and that could have been Matt - or anyone else, of course.

People have also been spreading rumours about Jonny being together with Hugh Skinner, because they're often seen together. Anyone claiming that that is true now, is also claiming that Jonny was lying when he said there wasn't a boyfriend. That's technically possible, but I still think we should respect what he says, and also respect his wish to keep his private life private. Besides, Jonny has also called Hugh his best friend, at least in this Sunday Times article from 2020 (https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/jonathan-bailey-interview-brilliant-from-top-to-bottom-z6k8fct79):

"Apparently, he and his best friend, fellow actor Hugh Skinner (the hapless Will in W1A and also Fleabag’s first, dweeby boyfriend) have a 'little black book of experiences that we would like to put into some sort of series.'"

They have been friends for over a decade, I believe, although I don't know that much about them.

Then, in the same L.A. Times article I mentioned before, Jonny denied being in a sexual relationship with Matt.

"I would love for people to know that the success of our chemistry isn’t based on us f—." he says. (He sounds so much like Skippy here, in the "person I'm fucking" scene. "It sounds so ugly.")

There are all those "I think they're fucking" comments, but somehow I thought they were in the minority. Is that really what people reduce their relationship to? It makes me livid if Jonny or Matt think that this is what fans make of the extraordinary connection between them.

This is out of context here and I don't mean to imply anything, but I thought what Jonny said in the recent Wall Street Journal article (https://www.wsj.com/style/jonathan-bailey-bridgerton-wicked-fellow-travelers-c3cae796) was interesting:

"I think maybe what fascinates me most about humans is there’s always a distance between what you want and what you have and who you are and who you want to be. I mean, if I’m still longing and 92 years old, then I’m going to be very happy."

Then there's what Jonny said in the Variety article, also from this month (https://variety.com/2024/tv/awards/fellow-travelers-emmys-submissions-jonathan-bailey-matt-bomer-1236004818/):

Bailey has been wonderfully complimentary of his co-star Bomer while on the circuit. In an upcoming interview with Variety, Bailey praised him, calling him “the flag in the sand of ‘Fellow Travelers.’ He made it the most exciting and enjoyable. It’s a happy friendship and working relationship, and I look forward to doing something with him again.”

This is so beautiful! And it's only a matter of time, then, before we get them together in a project again.

As for your question if I think we'll see them soon, I obviously have no idea. It really sucks big time that Jonny won't be at the June 1 panel. I'm genuinely happy for him that he's now a superstar (and I'm sure Matt is too), he deserves it, but Matt deserves the same...

We'll just have to stay positive and hope we'll get to see our baby boys together again SOON.

[heyitsthatgirl]

Chenford ❤️ Lucy freaks out about being with Tim

Eleven slices of cake sat between the three women. Eleven somewhat identical slices of cake. One had raspberry filling, apparently. Another had lavender buttercream. But all were decorated in white piping and placed on plates adorned with bridal-white doilies. The bakery was a trendy little place with big bright windows that overlooked a courtyard below, a cafe taking up the space with quaint tables and ivy that twisted and crawled up every available surface. Definitely the kind of place that was still a ways off from her patrol salary, but definitely not out of reach for the bride-to-be and her once-contractor-turned-T.O. fiancé. 

Bailey was hemming and hawing at the moment between the passionfruit creme and white chocolate chai cakes, neither of which they thought the woman would end up choosing, seeing as how she had been deliberating between the slices for almost forty minutes and had made little to no progress. Apparently, Bailey had asked a few of her co-workers to come along on this very important decision-making expedition, but all had declined. Which meant that Nolan had come begging Angela and Lucy to go with her, since his girlfriend was kind of light on female besties. It took Angela a bribe of a bottle of Herradura to come along, but Lucy had agreed because she genuinely felt sorry for Bailey. She knew that it was hard to open yourself up to other people after a traumatic experience, so she stepped up to the plate. Because, at the end of the day, she was grateful for the people in her life who had been there for her when she needed. So, she would do the same for someone else if she could. 

And also: free cake. 

“I just can’t decide!” Bailey said, throwing her hands up and letting the fork clang down on the plate, a runaway piece of frosting flinging across the mahogany tabletop. “I like the chai, but it’s not very traditional.” 

“So get the chai.” Angela responded, tone even but somewhat threatening. They’d been through this whole song and dance a few times already this afternoon, and the detective was running low on patience. 

“Lucy, what do you think?” The other woman asked, hopeful optimism shining in her eyes. Lucy felt her hackles go up as Angela shot her daggers, threatening her to dare and disagree with her and continue this never-ending cake-tasting. 

“Oh, I uh,” she stammered, grabbing her own fork and taking another small taste of the cake, “Oh yeah, the chai really is great, Bailey.” 

“Really? It’s not too… Out-there for a wedding cake?” 

“It’s your second wedding,” Angela deadpanned as she rested her cheek on her fist, “Second weddings can be a little more fun.” 

“Right,” Lucy began hesitantly, noticing the way Bailey tensed up, “Why don’t you take your two favorites home with you, and have John cast the winning vote?” 

“Yeah, maybe,” she mused, looking back toward the counter where the shop owner was finishing up a sale, “I’ll go and ask if that’s okay.” 

“Great.” Angela muttered as Bailey jumped up and made her way across the bakery to the counter. Lucy used this opportunity to smack her gently on the arm. “Ow. What?”

“This is important to her!” She said, keeping her voice low enough that Bailey couldn’t hear her. “At least try to pretend to be interested.”

“I was interested. Ten cakes ago. And why couldn’t her fiance be here anyway, isn’t this like, a couples thing?” 

Lucy just gave her an annoyed glare, “Because he wanted her to try to hang out with someone beside him or a bunch of firefighters. I don’t think she has a lot of girlfriends.”

“Just get the yellow cake, it’s what everyone expects anyway,” she sighed, poking a half-eaten slice with her fork, “I didn’t even get to eat my wedding cake.” 

The statement wasn’t sad, more matter-of-fact, but made Lucy’s heart clench all the same. Some memories would always be a little more painful when she was forced back to them. “Want me to get you a slice?” She asked through a kind smile, and Angela winced, as if the thought alone was going to make her hurl.

“That’s sweet, Lucy,” she said, swallowing down a gag, “But if I look at another piece of wedding cake I’m going to lose it. In any case, once Wesley and I got settled after Guatemala, we went to Ralphs and got a small birthday cake. We even froze a piece for our one-year and everything.” 

“Stop,” Lucy said with a grin, holding back her giggles, “That’s so freaking cute!”

Both women looked over at Bailey who was chatting away with the shop owner and mulling over the variety of cakes again, and Angela just let a huge sigh go, “This woman is hopeless.”

“She’s happy,” Lucy countered, looking back to Angela, who still leaned on her fist, looking bored as ever. “If I were her, I’d be just as excited and meticulous.” 

“I bet,” she snickered before softening, “Do you think you’ll be like this, though? All bridezilla?” 

“She’s not being a bridezilla,” Lucy argued, but Angela just gave her a look and she rolled her eyes, “Okay, she’s a little bit of a bridezilla. But, anyway, I’m… We’re… We’re definitely not there.” 

“I get it,” Angela said with a growing smile, attempting to hide it by taking a sip of her champagne, “But, you’ve thought about it, right? Cause, you know, Tim wants all that traditional stuff. Wife, kids, house with the white picket fence. All that nuclear family American dream crap.” 

“Yeah, I know,” Lucy said with a laugh, twisting idly at the stem of her glass, “I mean, he mentioned it a few times when we were on patrol together.” 

“But you haven’t talked about it as a couple?” Angela seemed a little more invested in the conversation now, scooting herself a hair closer to her. 

“I mean, no not really… But,” she bit her bottom lip and tried to re-focus the conversation, “We’ve only been dating a few months. I don’t think we need to start planning out our kids’ college tuition quite yet.” Lucy suddenly felt her face go red hot, flushing crimson as she heard herself say, out loud, ‘our kids’ Because, sure. Chatting about a nebulous future where you may have kids someday, while riding together on patrol is a little different than openly admitting and verbalizing the actual concept of having children together. And the weight of the thought hit her like a semi truck. 

“How many?” Angela pressed, seemingly picking up on Lucy’s epiphany. “Kids. How many do you think you want?”

“I… I don't know.” She suddenly, desperately wished the server would make a reappearance with the bottle of champagne. “I mean, we're not even living together yet.”

“Come on,” Angela groaned, inching closer, “Don't tell me you haven't thought about it. What your life is going to look like in two, three, five years time. Not to like, freak you out, but from what I can tell, the both of you are serious about this. So, what's the hold up?” 

“Sure, I guess,” Lucy glanced up at Bailey as she now was scrolling through her phone, showing the woman behind the counter her wedding pinterest board and gushing about the ceremony she had planned. “I mean, eventually I’ll probably move in with him.”

“And? Come on, Lucy. Use that imagination of yours.” 

“It’s a little scary, okay?” She bit back, but there was no venom in it. And she sighed, “Sorry, it’s just… It took a lot of shit to get us to this point. And, sure we want the same things… Marriage, kids, dog, house. But I think we’re both so worried about screwing this up, or moving too fast… We both know each other so well, what if we are bad at it? You know like, what if we don’t know how to be a good couple?” 

“It seems to me like you guys are doing fine,” she said, her brow furrowing just a little, “Unless you’re not. Are you fighting or…?”

“No!” She quickly corrected, maybe a little too loudly, and looked around worriedly at the rest of the bakery where people happily ignored her outburst, and she turned back to Angela, “No. It’s nothing like that. We’re solid. He’s… Honestly, the best boyfriend I’ve ever had. We communicate. Make time for each other. Respect each other’s privacy and boundaries. And, you know, the sex is pretty good.” 

“Oh, God, please,” Angela begged, her face screwing up into a disgusted wince, “You can spare me those details, Lucy! Honestly.” 

“Sorry,” she laughed, “It’s more like, everything feels like it’s going so great…” 

“You feel like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop?” She asked, and Lucy nodded her head slowly. “I get it. You are kind of wondering, when are his skeletons going to fall out of the closet? But, Lucy,” Angela laughed, her hand settling on hers and gave it a gentle tap, “Tim Bradford is the most vanilla guy I know. And you’ve ridden with him long enough to know all his secrets. Isabel’s addiction. His issues with his father. At the end of the day, you already know who you’ve got.” 

She was right, of course. Tim was an open book these days, far from the walled-off, broken man who had stolen her service belt or made her walk outside the shop. There’d always be a little bit of a hard edge to Tim Bradford, but finally getting to the point where he was open and without barriers, she knew Angela was right about his deep, dark secrets. And maybe that wasn’t even it— maybe she was more afraid of being the one to screw things up. She didn’t exactly have a great track record with men either. But she knew things were different, things were right this time. So, she took another sip of her champagne and let the worries and fears tuck away in her subconscious, safe and sound for now. 

“She really should just pick the chai,” Lucy finally said, taking another bite of the mangled slice of cake. “I mean, I would have gone for the lemon poppyseed, but that’s me.” 

“You think I should go with lemon?” Bailey asked, stunned, as she approached the table with a to-go box. Angela quickly turned her glare on Lucy, who just winced as she set her fork down and gave both women an apologetic and pained smile. 

“Should I order us another round of drinks?”

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Anything related about music or singing isn't very present in DoL which makes me sad. LIs reacting with a Pc who's a very skilled singer/musician managing to win a scholarship to a school out of town for their talent and Pc informing them they're leaving in about 2 days. Add in Bailey cuz I'm sure he isn't letting his biggest money earner go so easily

Whitney is jealous, angry, and sad. How could a slut like you get a scholarship like that? He doesn't want you to leave and will try to get you to stay. Please don't leave him, I don't think he'll be able to handle it

Kylar will put you in the basement, you are not leaving

Robin is probably crying. He's so happy for you but also doesn't want you to leave. What will happen to him?

P!Sydney is like your biggest supporter. He is sad you're leaving but he knows this is like your dream. He will always support you and when you make it big he'll come to all your performances

C!Sydney knows this is your dream but he's selfish and doesn't want you to leave. He will try to get you to stay

Alex is so happy for you but sad you're leaving. You're one of the only people that believe in him and now you're leaving

Avery is jealous that you're probably going to end up making it big

Eden does not want you to leave and will keep you in the cabin

Bailey isn't letting you leave town, you're his biggest moneymaker

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DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: No. Observe: A. I'm as gay as a room of monkeys on nitrous oxide, B. I'm a trans man who does NOT intend on using the uterus he was given, and C. I'm 20. We ain't ready.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: Was a cheerleader against my will for 12 years and a gymnast for 10. Those are. Uh. Very uncomfortable activities for a closeted trans man. Also messed up my body (abdominal issues, back issues, joints that crack like bubble wrap), but hey, I have a few cool party tricks to pull out now! I also played basketball for a few years and peewee soccer when I was real little.

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