#cassie actually saw who wins

[melziss]

anya: *screams*

mattie: *screams louder to assert dominance*

julia: should we do something?!

cassie, observing: no, I want to see who wins this.

[buggyboba]

⁺˚☽ Ꭺᏼꮻꮜꭲ ꮇꭼ⁺˚☾⁺

You know I realized I never did a full-blown about me that I can use as a pinned post and sort of hub for everything. I’m not very good at them, but we’ll make do. Also, I want everyone to congratulate me on being the dumbest bitch in the room, I finally figured out the 'small' text stuff....jfc.

Hello! I’m Buggy, She/They, disaster, well over 18, Jurassic even. I have two cats (Ezio & Ringo) and a pitbull (Cassie). 

Um, my primary fandom currently is Doctor Who, but I had been a roleplayer for too long across many fandoms (DC, Marvel, Sherlock, Supernatural, Harry Potter). I don’t roleplay anymore; I have focused on writing fanfiction instead, roleplaying with myself as you do. I do a few different things to keep myself busy; besides writing, I stream occasionally on Twitch. I am not a professional, but I have fun. I mainly yell and die in the game, but sometimes I’m really funny. 

As for writing, I am fairly new to the fanfiction game. I’ve only done it a few months; I started being actually active in April! I started as a Missy x Reader blog, and I like to think I have expanded more, being more comfortable in writing for The Master (Simm & starting to get a feel for Dhawan) in general, as well as adding a few more characters. Speaking of which, I am going to break down the characters I am comfortable writing; I have even thought about opening up to start writing for a few more fandoms. A pattern will become clear; Idk what it says about me. 

DOCTOR WHO|

Missy/The Master 9th Doctor/10th Doctor/12th Doctor/14th Doctor Kate Lethbridge-Stewart DC|

Jack Napier/The Joker (Dark Knight)  Jonathan Crane/The Scarecrow (Dark Knight, ArkhamVerse) 

HARRY POTTER| Bellatrix Lestrange Tom Riddle Draco Malfoy (*of age)

The pattern is that I primarily write the ‘villains'...oopsie daisy. 

ANYWAY, Requests are open; if you send one in, please tell me if you want sfw/nsfw. It might take me some time since I am drowning in kinktober, but I do try to do requests first, cause I love you all. Come 'ere, let me kiss your foreheads.

But that is me in a nutshell; in the beginning, I didn’t know what was proper etiquette for interacting, so just I didn't, and that was my fault. I am getting better, I am just a little socially anxious bug, but I want to thank each and every one of you, to everyone who reads my works and likes/leaves kudos, comments, and reblogs; you all mean the world. Just know I get very happy about any interaction! And to everyone who follows me, welcome to Jackass baby! We have no clue what we are doing here, but it’s chaotic and wild. 

Under the read more will be the master list/tag list stuff.

MASTERLIST

Ao3 <—where you can find the fics all together.

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DOCTOR WHO |

★Kinktober 2024★* [ x ]

Series | 

★ Missy x reader ★

Surrender Your Mind 

Part One Part Two Part three*

↳ ○ You have had the worst kind of day, and it is only going to get worse when you get swept up in the life of one renegade time lady, taking on the part of an unwilling companion to find out why you are being targeted by assassins, if the target is her.

Drabbles | 

This Will Be The Day [x]

↳ ○ Reader wants a romantic date, Missy has an idea to spice it up. She was a seasoned swordsman, but you were not, you couldn’t win fair and square so you did what you had to, distraction and cheating.

 Me And The Devil [x] * {Vampire!Missy x Female Reader} ↳ ○A game of cat and mouse, leads to feeding your vampire alien and more. 

Within Your Heart I'll Place The Moon [x]

↳ ○Missy takes you to a masquerade ball, and well it feels very final.

Imagines |

Imagine watching a horror movie with missy [ x ] ★ Dhawan!Master x reader ★

Drabbles | 

Lazy Day [ x ] ↳ ○ Anonymous asked: hi love, i saw you said your requests were open and id like to ask if you could write something about dhawan!master, where he and the reader are married and he fusses over her lots and makes sure she has everything she needs and all that fluff.

★ Simm!Master x reader ★

Drabbles | 

His [ x ] ↳ ○ Anonymous asked: spare some simm!master x transmasc reader perhaps???

Taglists|

Surrender your Mind [x]

General Missy x reader [x] Kinktober 2024 [ x ]

[mamawasatesttube]

obviously if you have a lot of requests you don't need to do this one, but "Wake up. Come on, there's something I want to show you" with core four bc it makes me think of yj sleepovers

Poke.

Pokepokepoke.

Poke. Poke poke.

Smack!

"Ow!" Bart whines, snatching his arm back and cradling it to his chest like a wounded animal. "What was that for?"

"That," Cassie grouses, "was for poking me in the nose five hundred times! What the hell, Bart?"

"You have to wake Kon up for me," Bart tells her, bouncing on his feet. "I can't do it 'cuz Tim's on top of him, and you know how that'll go."

Cassie groans. She sits up in her sleeping bag, at least, rubbing her hand over her face; in the dimness, Bart can just barely make out her (frankly, very impressive) bedhead as she squints at him, yawning. "Why do you need Kon?"

"Because!" Bart flaps his hand at her. Time is of the essence! Like, it's not really because they have literally all night or whatever, but also he's excited and he isn't gonna fall asleep now and they should get up! "You'll see!"

Cassie levels a flat look at him in the gloom, but she drags herself out of her sleeping bag, so Bart counts that as a win. She crawls across the carpet to where Tim is flopped across Kon's chest, both of them in a tangle of blankets because they ran out of sleeping bags, and socks Kon on the shoulder.

"Hey!" Kon jerks awake, scowling. Tim, somehow, doesn't stir. "What gives, Cass?"

"Wake up!" Bart pounces on his legs. "C'mon, there's something I wanna show you! Get up! And bring Rob!"

"Bart." Kon groans, just like Cassie did. "What could you possibly want to show us at..." He frowns, and Bart watches his TTK pat around the fluffy edges of his blanket until it finds his phone and levitates it up. "Three-forty-one in the fucking morning?"

"There's a meteor shower tonight!" Bart announces, jumping to his feet. "And it's peak hours! And I just saw one out the window, so we should go outside and all watch for them properly!"

Cassie and Kon exchange glances. Bart stares at them both. They better agree this is really cool, because this is really cool! How often do they get the chance to go watch a meteor shower together, all four of them? Huh? Huuuuh?

"...I do like watching shooting stars," Kon says slowly, even if he's still flat on his back.

"I haven't actually watched one in a couple years," Cassie admits.

That seems to do it. Kon groans again, then floats up; his blankets rearrange themselves into a cocoon around Tim, who Kon gathers up in one arm, and Cassie yawns and clambers to her feet. Bart jumps up too, excited enough that he sprints to the outside door and back by the time Cassie and Kon make it to the edge of the room.

Tim wakes up only when the cool night air hits his face. He's still bundled up in one of the blankets, while Kon has spread the other one out for the four of them to lie on; Bart feels him stir at his side and tears his gaze from the sky to beam at him.

Tim frowns up at the stars. "...Whazzappenin?"

"We're stargazing, Rob!" Kon says cheerfully, as if he wasn't a grumpy little fuck about getting up a few minutes ago. "There's shooting stars. Look, there's one now! Make a wish!"

Tim stares up a little longer, his brow furrowed. Cassie smothers a laugh in her hand.

"I wish I was still asleep," Tim finally says, and pulls the blanket over his face.

"Party pooper," Bart says, and Kon and Cassie both loudly agree.

[mzminola]

Trying to figure out why the fandom meme that Tim is misogynistic bothers me so much, beyond my usual kneejerk response to perceived inaccuracy, and I think the key is that it feels like fandom is lying to me.

Specifically, lying about nearly all the other characters.

That I am being taunted with some theoretical Less Sexist 90′s Comics that don’t actually exist.

Sexism is one of the reasons that I never bothered to seek out superhero comics when younger. Our town didn’t have a comics shop, which sure put a damper on it, but I didn’t bother looking for collected volumes when venturing into regular bookstores, or the occasional trip out of town to places with huge bookstores. I flipped through enough and heard enough chatter to know I didn’t want to put up with the sexism. Scans Daily on Livejournal sure had plenty of supporting examples.

Reading 1990′s & early 2000′s comics now, I can confirm this was the right choice on younger me’s part. There is a lot of sexism in that era, and unlike with prose books by a singular author, it’s much harder to ditch wholesale. I’ve got a lot more analytical reading under my belt now, so it’s easier to roll my eyes at the bullshit and focus on what is enjoyable than it used to be. From the later 2010′s comics I found at the library, things are improving, though still stumbling.

So yeah, Tim does sometimes say sexist crap. But as I devour comic after comic, so far, he isn’t saying or doing anything more sexist, more frequently, than any other character, including the gals. It’s almost like it’s a writing problem, not a character problem.

As far as I can tell, from what I’ve read, which includes all of Batgirl 2000, Young Justice 1998, and nearly half of Robin 1993, Tim is less sexist than the adult men he’s surrounded by, and no few of his fellow teenage boy heroes.

Maybe I’m missing something! But gender doesn’t seem to come into his treatment of Gotham vigilantes and YJ teammates? The most it comes up with his civilian peers is that, typical for the time period, girls are treated by the narrative & characters as potential romantic options and boys aren’t? Tim talks to Callie the same way he talks to Ives & Hudman? He and Ariana both make relationship mistakes, but in ways that are pretty normal for a 13-14 year old’s first romance?

So when the fandom keeps making ‘misogyny’ Tim’s distinguishing traits from the other Bats, or other YJ members or Titans, it implies that reading comics focused on other characters would have less sexism, but when I do read other comics, that’s not fucking TRUE.

Where are these magical less sexist Bat comics?

Who are these heroes fandom claims are less misogynistic?

Because it’s not Nightwing. It’s not anything Bruce takes center stage in. Barbara is fine in Batgirl 2000, but in other comics she’s written as cattily jealous and tears into other women. It’s not Stephanie, as we saw with Batgirl 2009′s treatment of Jordanna Spence.

Batgirl 2000 does pretty good, but that’s the only one I can think of, and fandom singling out Tim makes it sound like it should be all of the others.

Fandom likes to say Jason drinks his Respect Women Juice, but when I read Under the Red Hood and Lost Days, they felt about the same level as Tim’s comics. And I keep seeing examples from Jason’s Robin days of him admiring women or learning from them or teaming up, but I also get that from Tim’s comics.

Before he even had a long running solo, Tim’s Robin mini’s got a crossover with Huntress, in which he respects both her skills and her secrets, and argues with her about as much as he does with Bruce. Tim supports Cassie winning leadership of Young Justice, he supports Cissie’s decision to do what she felt was most responsible. He apologizes for avoiding Cass after finding her intimidating and goes on to work well with her.

I like Tim. I’m mostly enjoying his comics. They’ve got less sexism than I expected of the era they’re written in.

And I hate that fandom’s running meme about him makes it feel like everyone else is making a joke at my expense.

[hey-michael-young-history]

CageBlade Week is over but I have this fanfic of a fanfic that I really like 🙈

It's part of a bigger omegaverse story, the kombatants are still kombatants but in this AU, Johnny is a famous movie star, a badass defender of Earthrealm, and also studied biotechnology to help Jax recover and win Sonya's heart

I love CageBlade, I just don't get to write them much.

A Lover of Beautiful People

"He's... nice."

Johnny Cage sat up and made space as Sonya Blade eased herself on the futon. “I understand now. Why you wanted to see him again.”

God, has she always been so beautiful? The answer was yes, of course, but the postnatal afterglow was making her radiant. Ethereal.

A goddess.

Her hair was so thick that she couldn’t comfortably tie it up in her typical ponytail. It cascaded, caressing her face, brushing her shoulders, hugging her waist. And her pheromones. A gentle musk that pulled Johnny in without him even realizing. He couldn’t imagine the effect they had on Bing-Yun.

“It’s actually refreshing how honest he is,” Sonya continued. “And he really likes you.”

“Yeah,” Johnny said, unsure of what else he could add.

“And he trusts you. It was interesting. He wanted to see pictures of Cassie.”

“Did you show him?” Johnny asked.

“Just a few,” Sonya said. “It’s not like I have a lot.”

Same old Sonya. But God help him, he loved her just the way she was. “He loves kids.”

“Did you learn that when he was your patient? Or when he became your fuck buddy?” Sonya asked.

“Hmm. Maybe while you were in labor with the child you told me you weren’t having,” Johnny quipped.

She narrowed her eyes. “You’re seriously going to hold that over me? Like you were gonna just give up your Hollywood lifestyle? Johnny, you couldn’t even come to the first appointment.”

“We were cleared to shoot months ago. But I told you, I’d call break–”

“If I wanted, you said, huffing and pouting. Like it was a fucking chore. The poor, scared Omega can’t bear to go to a fucking doctor on her own,” Sonya snapped.

“Yeah, sorry if I was still a little freaked out. I just found out that I was having a kid with the one person in the world who ghosts me after a date,” Johnny snapped back.

“The one person in the world who doesn’t fall to their knees to swallow your self absorbed bullshit.”

Johnny grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the house. She pulled away, but he kept walking. “I don’t want you waking Sleeping Beauty. He’s still recovering.”

“Wow. So you aren’t just fuck buddies, you actually–”

He turned and faced her. “It’s not. At all. He’s my patient.”

“Jax was your patient too and you weren’t fucking him,” Sonya accused.

Johnny laughed. “It’s okay for you to tell me to fuck off and never come back but if I actually do move on–”

“Get off it, Cage,” Sonya scoffed. “I was doing you a favor.”

“Well, do me another and stop assuming you have me all figured out, okay?”

“What’s there to figure out?” Sonya asked. The pleasant maternal pheromones were starting to sour. “You came, you saw, you conquered the one Omega who has the nerve to turn you down.”

“Jesus, Sonya, you are the only person who gives a shit about your secondary sex!” Johnny yelled, throwing his hands up.

“Fuck you, Cage,” Sonya spat back. “Don’t you dare act like you know what my life is like as the fucking weak sexes! Especially when you’re a fucking male Alpha fucking another male Alpha!”

Same old same old. A month ago, Johnny would have given his left nut to get a chance to talk to her. And now he was screwing it all up, just like the last time they spoke.

What would Bing Bong say if Aibing was this pissed… he had to suppress a smirk. He couldn’t even imagine Bing-Yun raising his voice. “You’re pissed because the guy I’m helping is the exact opposite of you. Tall, dark, male, and an Alpha.”

“You said I was your type,” Sonya protested and Johnny could see, beyond the curt finality of her tone, that it was a statement rooted in hurt. “And I fell for that bullshit.”

“It wasn’t bullshit. Johnny Cage is a lover of beautiful people. I’m kind of shallow like that,” he explained, giving her a cheeky grin.

Her lips twitched as she shook her head. “I can’t believe I ever…”

“Hey, if you never fell for me, we wouldn’t have cute little Cassie Blade,” Johnny pointed out.

Sonya closed her eyes and sighed. “Her last name isn’t Blade.”

“Cassie… Briggs?” Johnny guessed.

“My God.” She tented her hands over her eyes. “It’s Cage. Cassie Cage.”

Johnny stared off in the distance as a grin crept across his face.

“Okay, before you read too much into that, you have no idea how aggravating it is to be unbonded and pregnant. I thought Jax taking me to the hospital would help but apparently bonding makes you smell like your partner so everybody knew he wasn’t my Alpha. Giving her your last name was the only way to get everybody off my back.”

[animationstarlover1983]

Five Nights At Freddy’s: System Reboot AU.

Spook-Fest Party.

Description: A Small Short Fnaf Story for Halloween.

Extra: this story was literally written at the last moment because I somehow forgot it was Halloween lol, also this story adds in certain elements from the Games - Books and Movie.

Please Enjoy

And Happy Halloween.

It was a a spooky and scary night for Halloween, the entire neighborhood was filled to the brim with Halloween Decorations and stuff, many of the houses were his

At the Arrington House Vanessa was putting up the last of the Decorations all while wearing a Yellow Princess Costume

As she finish to walked towards the stairs and looked up

Vanessa: Brownie Bean, hurry we’re gonna be late, and the others will be here soon (Dressed up as a Yellow Princess).

Gregory: I’m coming, I’m almost done with my costume

(The doorbell rings)

Vanessa: hmm must be tricker-treaters (walks toward the front door)

(Opens door)

Vanessa: Hello

Vanessa was surprised once she saw who were at the door, it was Gregory’s friends all in their costumes, Cassie was Dressed as a Yellow Princess as well, Tony was Dressed as an Detective, Ellis was Dressed as a Paladin, Amelia was An Pink Priestess, Devon was a Dwarf and Oswald was an

Vanessa: Oh hey their guys, wow I love your costumes, are you guys here for your candy

Amelia, Ellis and Devon: yes-

Cassie, Tony and Oswald: No

They looked at each other in confusion

Tony: we’re just here to see if Greg is ready

Vanessa: oh yeah he’s just getting his costume ready

Gregory: okay I’m ready (rushes down the stairs)

Gregory rushes down stairs dressed as a Blue Wizard

Vanessa: aww, you look so cute in your little Wizard outfit

Gregory: (Slightly Embarrassed) it’s not supposed to be cute it’s suppose to be cool

Cassie: I think you look really cool

Gregory: thanks, I really like all your costumes as well

Vanessa: by the way did you guys come here all on your own

Cassie: no my dad actually drove us here, Roxy’s here as well

Cassie’s dad Jeremy would them come from the car to say hi dressed up as Bonnie and Roxy dressed up as Ghost Face

Vanessa: hi Jeremy, Roxy

Gregory: hi Mr Fitzgerald, hi Roxy

Jeremy: Nice to see you 2, love your costumes by the way

Amelia: so are we going Trick or Treating or what

Gregory: actually we’re doing something even better

Amelia: Better?

Gregory: yup, the town is having a special Halloween event called The Spook-Fest

Ellis: Sounds SPOOKY (Laughing to himself)

Everyone else just stares and cringes at the joke he just made

Ellis: (clears his throat) anyways

Everyone’s attention was then turned to inside the house as they heard heavy footsteps and Freddy’s showed up dressed up as Optimus Prime

Roxanne: wow Freddy, nice Tin man outfit

Freddy: Roxy, you know I’m Optimus

Roxanne: (snicker) just messing with you

Freddy: well come on, the others are probably already their what are we waiting for, Autobots Roll Out (internally: I’ve always wanted to say that)

After a short while our 3 star fam and friends made their way to the spookfest party, it was a huge outdoor celebration in a large pumpkin patch

Cassie: Woah this place is so cool

Gregory: hey guys let’s make a bet, whoever can gather the most candy from this place wins

Ellis: your on, and the loser has give the winner all their best candy

Amelia: Bring it chumps

Oswald: this is not gonna end well is it 😒

Gregory: 3 2 1 go go go

Vanessa: guys just don’t cause trouble for anyone, (small sigh), Cassie, Tony, Oswald please make sure they don’t get into any trouble

Cassie, Tony and Oswald: we will do our best

they all went to enjoy their time, Gregory and his friends competed in games and challenges all over the Spookfest, Meanwhile Vannesa - Freddy - Roxy and Jeremy supervised them from afar, as time passed vanessa was greeted by their other friends Luis Cabrera, Nora Wu, Tristan Mazely and Daniel Rocha, Luis was dressed as a Knight, Nora was dressed as a Ranger, Tristan was a Bard, Daniel was a Rogue and Quinn was a Witch.

Luis: Hi Ness

Nora: sup dorks

Tristan: hey guys

Daniel: what up

Quinn: Whattup

Vanessa: Guys their you are, wow I’m really digging the fantasy fits

Luis: thanks, nice princess outfit

Vanessa: Thank you, I made the costume myself but Gregory actually was the one who suggested it to me

Nora: so how is your little Gremlin doing

Vanessa: he’s doing fine, he and his friends wanted to come out here and hang out

Soon Vanessa and her friends found their conversation ending quickly as they noticed the arrival of their animatronic friends Bonnie, Chica, Foxy and Monty, Bonnie was dressed as A ghost, Chica was dressed as a Fairy, Foxy was a Pumpkin and moon was a Candy Corn, Monty didn’t dress up

Chica: Hi Bestie, sorry we’re a little late

Bonnie: yeah it took forever for us to pick out costumes

Moon: that and a certain Reptilian refused to wear something

Monty: I don’t need to wear anything, this is the only time of year where I can go as myself

Foxy: never mind him, how have you’ve guys been

Tristan we’ve been pretty good, how about you guys

Chica: seven been doing fine as well

Vanessa: glad to hear that

Daniel: anyway come on guys let’s not just stand around we’re here to celebrate Halloween

Quinn: Agreed let’s get this party started

As the night went on they were Halloween songs, face painting, corn mazes and many other things, it almost felt as if this night would never end

Jeremy: man this night sure has been fun, I haven’t felt this way about Halloween for a long time

Freddy: I agree tonight’s been such a fun night

Roxanne: y know I’n surprised, I thought the kids were gonna get in some kind of trouble or something

Roxy immediately took her words back as soon as she heard a man yell at some kids

Underpaid worker: HEY GET BACK HERE YA LITTLE HEATHENS

The worker just so happens to be yelling at Gregory, Ellis, Amelia and Devon as they made their way to the others

Gregory: hey mom, uh I think we’re ready to go now

Vanessa: what did you kids do this time

Gregory, Ellis, Amelia and Devon: Nothing 😅😁

Tony: They took all the candy bowls and filled their bags

Underpaid Worker: THERE YOU ARE

Ellis: BOOK IT

And as the faz-family made their grand escape from the wrath of an angry worker they all looked at each other while smiling and laughing knowing that they all had one of if not the best Halloween ever.

The End.

EPILOGUE.

(Doorbell ring)

As the doorbell rings a small group of 6 kids patiently await the door to open, as they hear the locks and door opening they are met with a large and tall orange bear man

Freddy: hello kids, alright everyone line up, you can each take 5 pieces of candy

Little boy: sir what’s your costume

Freddy: oh, well I’m a Advance Sentient AI that’s haunted by an unresting Spirit

Little girl: no your not

Freddy: uh ok, and why is that’s

Little girl: well monsters aren’t suppose to be cute

(1 minute later)

Vanessa: geez we ran out of candy already

Freddy: (Crying tears of joy while holding an empty candy bowl) 🥹

[ajcrawly]

⭐ director's commentary game for not just a river in egypt :)

Oh bless you <3

Okay, some moments from not just a river in egypt (aka, 'Mercymorn safetylocks Augustine's dick), my totally indulgent ~10k PWP written for no other reason than because I wanted to write some pre-Lyctorhood Canaan House shenanigans. Long-ish so below the cut...

“And how is the Eighth House?” “Thriving, naturally.” “Is it?” Augustine’s eyes glittered. “I’ve heard it’s become the most wretched little hive of dogma, all penitence and parables. Mind you, it’s done Fifth House tourism no end of good; we see pilgrims off your way and welcome them right back afterwards, cleansed of their sins and ready to top themselves up.” “Really?” Mercy sniffed. “I haven’t heard anything about the Fifth House at all.” “That’s a shameless lie, my child, for which I will forgive you.” “The day that you are in a position to forgive me anything, you nasty little waste of carbon—” Mercy passed Augustine a clipboard; he held out a labcoat for her to shrug into, “may we all collapse into ruin.” “Amen.” Augustine dug in his pocket for a cigarette

Mercy and Augustine pre-Lyctorhood! They argue incessantly but they're colleagues, they're professionals, they'll bicker and they're a well-oiled team. And Augustine continues to be a Fifth House snob, which is always so much fun to write.

“Ah—fuck—you’ve been busy,” John murmured—he did that, the talking, burbling to himself absent-mindedly through most activities up to and including having his cock sucked. “You’re looking for—mm—what, a good grade in sucking dick? Something that’s normal to want and possible to a-ah—”

John as someone who lives only to amuse himself is so dear to me.

“Sweet as,” John murmured

Likewise, John with all his NZ turns of phrase. One day I will fit 'chur' into a fic.

He knew which room was his, and he knew Alfred would be across the hall. Gideon snored like a planet-boring drill and the only person who’d voluntarily sleep next door to him was Titania, who could sleep through anything with complete serenity. Nigella would always select a room closest to the stairwell on the basis that she was incorrigibly nosy and wanted to hear who was coming up or downstairs with whom, and Cassy would be next door to her, albeit they’d both end up sleeping in Nigella’s room and using Cassy’s for storage.

I put serious thought into mapping this out to figure out which rooms would go where in a set of 10 rooms arranged 5 on each side but without actually adding a diagram into the fic it was impractical - nevertheless I had fun with the idea that they all know each other so well that these sorts of calculations become second- nature

“I, ah—good evening—look, sorry, I’m actually looking for—” Pyrrha raised the other eyebrow and Augustine’s mouth closed with an audible snap. She visibly appraised him—one slow, up and down sweep of her eyes that made Augustine’s cock twitch valiantly in his trousers. Then—horror of horrors—she nudged the door slightly more open in evident invitation. Augustine considered it. He really, really did. Of all the opportunities he’d been presented with over his life on this side of the Resurrection, this was one that hadn’t come along before and had been noted by its absence, and even now, knowing that it would open him up to nothing more than frustration and anguish, he gave it serious thought. “Another night?” he suggested with his most winning smile. Pyrrha snorted, flashed him an all-too-knowing grin, and closed the door in his face.

Augustine's greatest tragedy is that he never gets to make good on his crush on Pyrrha, and it was just great fun to exacerbate that in this fic

“No. Because you’re a whore.” That was no less hurtful for being true. Mercy hopped off the desk (her feet didn’t quite hit the ground when she was sitting on it, which was oddly endearing) and stalked closer

I know you're on this train with me but Mercy is 5'0", I know this to be true, I saw it in a dream

The thing was—she wasn’t wrong. There was something about her eyes on him, the weight of her attention; the physical stimulus was anything but pleasant but the context was everything, and it was all he could do not to touch himself as she manhandled him.

Likewise, Augustine being so much more interested in attention than physical stimulus.

“Your laboratory conditions leave something to be desired. But for what it’s worth, John did say it was a lovely piece of work,” he said grudgingly. Mercy scoffed, but her cheeks went a little pinker.

Teacher's pet Mercy here courtesy of flemeth's unbelievable Disco Elysium fic which burrowed its way into my brain and never came out. Also John always being in the room, even when he isn't.

Thank you for this ilu <3

[morganandtheemorgana]

Cass and Tiff’s sisterly relationship in the Valley of the Dolls AU Pt I

Small Lore

Cassandra and Tiffany. How do I describe them. Close, very close as sisters, despite the obvious 7-8 year age difference due to their mother having them separately with Tiffany being a second try to win her husband over thinking if she had a boy, it solve that problem and would finally “fix” her. Cassie on the hand was just born naturally being she started off as just the daughter her mother wanted.

Even if their mother was somewhat a disturbed enigma who saw the two as nothing but objects she’s willing to have in her control and view, the girls were close. As in they relied on the other to give them that boost, that impact to be better and improve. Cassandra encouraged a 13-14 year old Tiff to embrace her interests in the early goth sub despite their mother having sneered at Tiff and straight called her youngest saying she looked like a “9 year old hooker”. Tiffany on the other hand encouraged Cassandra to be at her best and work her way into doing odd jobs of dancing to actually trying to become a star. Cassandra was someone who was willing to become something that wasn’t low, not from the bottom or that of their mother, someone who can escape the garden state and start fresh with the inner wounds being healed.

(I wanted to experiment with this one being I often thought that even if the two in the AU are strained, they used to be close and work on to rekindle their sisterly relationship but at the same time it was too late as Cassandra was killed but left a huge impact on Tiffany both positive and negatively. Controversially I think both sisters had their own inner demons with their mother with it having a deep impact on them alongside the consequences of some of their actions taking place in the AU)

[antvnger]

On the 11th day of Christmas, Ant-Mun gave to you:

((I decided to share my rewrite of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas I shared from last year, featuring our very own Scott and the Grinch! Enjoy! Click here for some ambiance music as you read.))

 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through my house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Cassie hung our stockings on the mantle with care, In hopes that good ol’ St. Nick would soon be there. I had just returned from a Christmas Eve tussle And stopped some bad guys in their bah-humbug bustle. Cassie was already snug like a bug in bed, And I really doubt she watched dancing plums in her head. Probably dreamed of saving the world like her old man; I just dream time would let her stay young as long as it can. I collapsed in my bed, not even bothering to shed my suit; Just let me get some sleep and dream of sugared fruit. When out in my living room there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. I ran to the hallway then I halted my dash And was surprised to catch a glimpse of a green flash.

I must be dreaming! What did I just see? I could have sworn I just saw something...furry. The twinkling lights from my Christmas tree Were the only lights to help me see, But I knew something was definitely amiss When I heard a snickering croak and a hiss. Then I saw him peek out and I had to flinch! Holy fricking crap! My intruder’s the Grinch! I can’t believe my own eyes as he struts and laughs And shows me he has one of Cassie’s old crafts. Hey! That green Christmas thief has Cassie’s ornament! And he says, “My my my, how this is unfortunate. The pride of Ant-Man’s tree now in my grasp!” Why that little sneak, I couldn’t help but gasp. “You’re actually trying to steal from me? And take my favorite ornament off my tree?” “Why not,” the Grinch replied, “I like to cause a mess For people like you who are big on Christmas.” “What happened to your heart growing 3 times bigger?” He shrugged, “Old habits die hard, and this kind of thing gives me some vigor.” Then he took off so lively and quick, I knew in a moment I had to catch that Grinchy trick! More rapid than eagles we were in our game of tag But it finally looked like I had this win in the bag! I said, “You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch, But catching you was actually a cinch.” The Grinch harrumphed but offered no other chatter. “Now, c’mon, give back my stuff and tell me what’s the matter. Why did you really come to steal from my tree?” The Grinch grumbled then sighed. “I want one of these things for me.” I tilt my head; I’m definitely confused. Why would he need my ornament; what’s the use? “I’m sorry I don’t understand. You better explain.” “Your ornament is special, lots of happiness it contains, But you see, I have nothing like that of the sort. No sweet memories or cheer, save for the Whos' newfound support  I want a trinket like yours, something given to me, Straight from the heart just to make me happy.” Well no wonder the poor ol’ Grinch was fighting such gloom All he wanted was something special, a tiny heirloom, A sweet homemade thing to warm up his and his dog’s hearts  Like how the ornament Cassie’s love on me imparts. “Aw Mr. Grinch, stealing my ornament won’t get you what you’re looking for. Nor can you get it online or from any store. Just like Christmas, what you’re wanting comes from within  And given with lots of love that’ll make you forever grin.  I know why you want it, Mr. Grinch, and I can’t blame you. Give it some time and I’ll bet ya Cindy Lou Who will come through.  She’s your big buddy now, right? Just watch and see, I’ll bet she’ll give you something that’ll excite.” The Grinch asked me, “How is it you sound so sure?” “Because just like Christmas, my kid and your little friend are rather pure, And they show their love to friends and family  In those simple, sweet ways and do so happily.  Trust me, Mr. Grinch, Christmas came through for you, And Cindy Lou Who will for you too!” The Grinch said sorry for taking my ornament  And thanked me for my lack of judgment  Regarding his Christmas mischief  And promised that never again he’d play the thief. We said our goodbyes as we shook hands. “Merry Christmas, Mr. Grinch”, “Merry Christmas Ant-Man”. As I watched him go, I thought of all my loved ones Friends and family, online buddies and Anons I’d give them all a hug if I could and hold them tight And say “Merry Christmas to all of you! And to all a good night!”

[the-missann]

Here's the second book's self-made cover!

The Crimson Soul is the start of the group discovering more of the world around them. Finding out things they otherwise would have to de research on.

The exploration in this book is specifically about one rift they encounter after scouring their town for any anomalies.

Here's an excerpt:

As the world around her changed into the Rift world, Cassie found herself still innocently interested in the entire place. In her mind this place looked-

“Like it was raining blood for days!" Her eyes went everywhere they could. "This is the kind of stuff you see in horror films or those dystopias!” She said to no one.

Cassie looked at her phone seeing that only two minutes had passed. She sighed and tried to occupy herself for the remainder of the time. As she was going to, she felt a slight vibration. “Hmm?”

The vibration turned into full on shaking and when she looked up, her eyes were covered by a shadow. She held her hand above her eyes in order to see better and there she saw the figure of a giant staring down at her.

“Well, don’t you look mad?”

This large being made no effort to respond to her comment. As it towered over her, Cassie remained looking up at it.

“Creature. What brings you here? Are you the one who has been here before?”

Cassie nodded. “I’m here for a little… I don't know what it's called." Cassie paused for a while and thought about the right word.

The beast spoke at that time. “So that means you’re the one who came and kept my people from killing that human?”

Cassie didn't speak for a bit and the beast began to get impatient.

“Damn, I can't think of the word, but yeah I did do that." She looked up. “With that commanding tone you have, my guess is you’re Sarkon… right?” Cassie assumed.

“Sekon, you insolent creature!” Cassie smiled a bit. “With your insolence, do you believe you’re going to get out of here alive now?”

“Not really… well, at least I know you think you’re going to kill me, but hear me out.”

“Why should I? What’s stopping me from just crushing you into our fertile crust?”

“Because you’re looking for challengers, right?”

Sekon paused, but eventually spoke. “…that’s correct.”

“Then I’ll fight you!”

“Willingly? You aren’t looking for some kind of bargain to hold over my head?”

“Of course not, I’m honorable.”

Sekon laughed at her. “Besides me taking a liking to your blunt nature. I am bored and am in need of some entertainment.”

“I’m sure you are, but do we have a deal?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Okay, but hopefully you actually wait for a fair fight 'cause right now I’m a bit distracted. It won’t be much fun to crush me if I’m not going all out.”

“You are correct. Whatever it is you’re doing should be finished before tomorrow. You have my word that I won’t attack you before then.”

Cassie pursed her lips. “I know I probably shouldn’t trust you, but eh, whatever. I’ll be back here tomorrow and I’ll even have someone else who might be interested in fighting you as well!” Cassie's voice was chipper as she spoke.

Sekon chuckled. “Use whatever you need. I know you will not beat me.” Cassie smiled up at him "But do understand what you are losing when I win."

Her brows furrowed in confusion. “Okay, not sure what that is, but I’ll be thinking about it I guess.” Cassie was about to go past him, when she realized. “Oh, you mean my life!” Sekon seemed at a loss for words. “Yeah, for sure, I’m worried about my life and losing it or whatever.”

Sekon watched her for a bit, as Cassie seemed to be mumbling to herself as she walked off. Sekon watched her for a while longer as she carried on. He couldn’t help the amused feeling he got from her…

Cassie groaned to herself as she walked the streets. “Why the hell am I so stupid? How’d I not know he was talking about ending my life?” She sighed and tried to move on...

Fun Fact: this whole book takes place in this dimension and I liked making Sekon a lot because of the relationship he has with Cassie. Also, Cassie says his name wrong because of two reasons. 1. because she thinks his name should have been Sarkon, and 2. because I kept forgetting which name I actually picked, so instead of taking it out, I simply added it in the story!

[destinyc1020]

Sunday confessions:

1. I dnt mind a Euphoria s3, bt i hope its the last. Im very curious wat there going to do as far as addressing wat hapoened to Fez, how they will age the characters, if Rue/Jules will get back together, how Cassie/Nate will n in the future. If theres goimg to b a s3 (i think its highly likely there will b since its one of HBOs most watched shows), i hope a required writers room will help Sam b more organized in his writing, Z gets to direct, hoepfully a Gia/Rues mom ep, and mayb Hunter grts to write again.

2. I saw Deuxmois sighting of Jacob n Olivia in Toronto, i think theyv been spotted pretty regularly. I think he has really found a match with her, he gets to b the *star* in the relationship and she seems to follow him wherever he goes lol i wuldnt b shocked if they lasted (even if their on/off)

3. Im very curious to see wat type of roles Z does once Euphoria actually ends. I think she is def going to continue producing and acting bt i think she likes stability, and i wuldnt b shocked if she was apart of another tv show. Wuld love if she was apart of a show lik the Bear

Thanks for your confessions Anon!

In answer to your confessions:

I'm kind of curious to see what they're going to do with the Fez storyline as well now that Angus is gone. 😔Honestly? I actually think it might be good to just let the show go at this point. 👀 They've had delay upon delay, Sam couldn't even write anything during the Writer's Strike last summer, the cast has been moving on to bigger and better things tbh 👀, "The Idol" was an utter disaster 🥴, the crew hated the filming conditions of S2, and based on rumors....supposedly HBO, Zendaya, and others aren't too happy with the supposed plotline/script for S3. Who knows if that last part is even true, but tbh at this point, the cast has all had success and wins and don't really need this show anymore as far as I'm concerned. I know I'll get pelted with tomatoes by Euphoria fans for saying this, but this is just my personal opinion. They really could just do a few episodes, and leave this show.... Or, just cancel it altogether....👀

While I think it's great that JE has lasted this long in a relationship with someone lol 🤭, for some reason, I'm still not seeing them as a "forever couple". I think JE and Olivia will last longer than fans expected them to, but I don't see him marrying that girl. And if they've really broken up more then once already and are "off/on", then that's a sign that maybe there are some fundamental issues going on in their relationship. 👀 But hey! I could be totally wrong about them, and they might end up married, having kids, with a house and a white picket fence lol. 😅 I'm just not seeing it rn.

I'm curious about that too Anon! I do think Z loves stability. I wouldn't mind her on another show that's actually well-written, with a stable director, a great cast, and an awesome plotline....Maybe a show that doesn't take 8 MONTHS to film. 🙄 I would have loved to have seen her do a show like HTGAWM with Viola Davis. Or, just anything where she's no longer playing a teenager in high school. I'm ready for her to shed the "teenage/high school" roles and leave them alone. I would even take her in a well-done series on Hulu, Netflix, or AppleTV. Just ANYTHING else other than something connected to Sam Levinson please.... 😩

[cheesefanboy2]

I am requesting general Anni and Elias hc's! Gimme your thoughts!

General Anni and Evan hcs

Note: Don't think I told you this, but I changed his name to Evan so people stop getting confused lol. This was fun to make, feel free to send me writing ideas for the two.

♤ Anni and Evan are both insomniac messes tbh. Their eyes are both sunken, while they tiredly try to complete missions. They absolutely struggle from the lack of sleep. 

♤ The funny thing about it is, Anni is always scolding him for not getting enough sleep- even if she got like eight minutes of sleep.

♤ They definitely chug coffee and probably have broken the coffee machine at this point. Caffeine is a number one priority, their mission is the second.

♤ They get along well because of how similar their personalities are, they're both just done with everyone's weird ass bullshit and watch drama unfold. 

♤ They definitely have similar taste in music, and just blast it in the car. They hog the aux and Varrick probably gets annoyed, because it's just constant loop of, "Okay just let me play this one last song–"

♤ Evan records videos of people while they're drunk, and sends the to Anni so she can have blackmail on people. This is definitely canon.

♤ Both of them are usually the mature and level-headed ones, but at times, Anni gets mischievous and Evan DEFINITELY joins in. They secretly instigate a lot of fights and it's so funny because nobody blames them.

♤ Anni is probably the only one that Evan listens to music with, because she isn't loud or constantly trying to change the song. They just vibe really well together.

♤ Since Evan still lives in the human world, he usually updates Anni on all the major things that happen and even drives her to new places she's never got the chance to see.

♤ He lost a bet with her once, and it resulted in him having to get a new tattoo of HER choice. He was not happy at first, but he became amused when he saw what she chose.

♤ Has gotten Cassie her own pair of cute, pink, Hello Kitty headphones and Anni was very pleased. 

♤ Evan has a little sister that favors Anni more than him, he's gotten very salty about that. But ultimately, finds it very amusing. 

♤ Anni is probably the only one who laughs at his shitty ass jokes. Whenever he awkwardly cracks one, she will be the only one laughing while everyone else is groaning and rolling their eyes at him. 

♤ Tbh, they probably toss dad jokes at each other and everyone hates them for it. "Can you guys just SHUT UP!?"

♤ They challenged to see who could chug more whiskey in one go, and Anni ended up winning. Evan blacked out and she had to drunkenly drag him home.

♤ They accidentally blew up the kitchen once and blamed it on Jeff. They got away with it because they're seen as the "level-headed" ones.

♤ They fall asleep while listening to music sometimes, and the speaker is just blasting while they're both knocked out on the ground.

♤ They're actually a really good pair when it comes to missions. Evan doesn't exactly work for anyone, he does an odd job here and there, but that's about it. But occasionally, he'll help out on missions if it's requested and they're a really good team. (Whose surprised tho? They're very similar.)

[twistednuns]

March 2023

The moon during sunrise as seen from a plane window. Warm pastel hues against the blue night sky.

A flea market date with Nico. I found a lot of cool stuff (interesting blazer, a pullover with an ice-cream coloured stripey pattern, a swirly plate and a dark green bag, a leather jacket) and he got a yellow metal table I pointed out to him. We shared two dishes we both wanted for lunch. Took a walk up to the castle.

Dripping semi-solid Panna Cotta on my lips. Oddly sensual.

Satisfying my need for completion: finishing a jar of jam that had been sitting in the fridge for weeks.

Talking to Doris on the phone. I felt better afterwards but realised how lonely and depressed I am at the moment. I'm grateful for the few friends I have. And I actually managed to get out of bed soon after. Had a shower. Got motivated to make some decisions. Booked a silent retreat in France because that's basically the only idea a had. I'm still not sure it was the right move but I've been interested in Vipassana for months now so... what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, eh?

Waking up still stuck in my dream. I was aware of where I was (where my physical body was located) but in my head I was still somewhere completely different. Was that a lucid dream? I woke up hopeful and confident. Where is this coming from? / A few days later I realised in my dream that I was in an episode of my life. All my family members - including me - were played by actors and I was involved in the story but witnessing everything from a distance at the same time. Parallel universe? A fake biopic like The Crown? My dreams keep getting more and more obscure.

Cuddling with Do in one of the huge double seats at the cinema, watching Tár. On my way home, the moon looked huge and golden.

The next day, I saw Frank for the first time since December. We told each other what'd been going on in our lives, had breakfast the next day and I assisted in booking a therapy appointment for him by being my usual annoying and persistent self. In the evening I met Raphael - for the first time since July! We had a lot to catch up on over pizza and wine and he told me about a recent autism diagnosis (I immediately self-diagnosed too, what is wrong with me).

Spending these three days with close friends showed me how much I'm currently missing being stuck in that haunted house with my brother. It reminded me that my life isn't usually like that and that I actually have people in my life who I feel comfortable with, people who care about me. I actually have a good life. It's hard to describe but the longer I stay there the more miserable I feel, the more I keep forgetting what life can actually look like. It sucks me in, I feel stuck - both physically and mentally. I need to get out of there asap. And why is that on my list of things I love? Well, because it's a realisation that this too shall pass. That I shouldn't identify too much with my current situation because I'm not the problem even though it feels that way.

A very spontaneous concert visit - my friends had an extra ticket for Bloodywood. I love the idea of combining metal and traditional Indian music.

A little marzipan obsession. Which is why I'm so happy about the zero sugar almond milk I found that tastes exactly like marzipan! / Arriving in Amsterdam. Lying down, biting into a cookie I'd just bought (Picolientje). Realising it's filled with marzipan. What a win. Sometimes my natural tendency to expect the worst pays off in form of a positive surprise.

A low calorie drink with fermented cassis. Warm stroopwaffels with caramel. Cappuccinos and matcha lattes covered in thick milk foam. Dutch cherry coke - which has a stronger cherry flavour than the German version. Pick and mix candy stores.

All the cats hanging out on Amsterdam's window sills. What a great alternative to potted plants. Meeting friendly felines wherever we go. Communicating.

The single bell sound from a nearby church tower while walking though a narrow alley made my mind travel to the setting of a Gothic novel. Industrial times, Victorianism. Walking through Edinburgh at night in a slight drizzle.

Irregularities in the sidewalk. White inlays that often look like exaggerated white crescent moons.

Sitting down at one of the canals. Observing the perfect swirly pattern in the soft waves. A hypnotising mirror image of the bare tree branches. A coot keeping me company. Honking at me.

Those typical narrow Amsterdam city houses. Rooms with high ceilings on the ground floor. Black walls and window crosses with a white frame around the window panes.

Cyclists thanking me for waiting, letting them pass. Just a raised hand - a tiny gesture. Somehow it meant a lot that day.

Glitter on the floor.

Fun surprises at Westergasfabriek. We walked through a fair and I kinda enjoyed being surrounded by all the rides, bright lights, happy people. And the we found an arcade and played a few games there!

Frank really did his best to cheer me up. And he put up with me despite my depressed grumpiness. One night he just hugged me tightly and told me how important I am to him. He put his hand on my chest and said that there's so much more awesome inside of me that will want to come out soon. That he knows I could be so much happier. I was moved by his openness and vulnerability. I felt loved. And incomplete, defective. Because I can't even get myself to say one positive word at the moment. Any expression of joy, love, gratitude, a compliment... I don't have it in me. My theory is that my negativity is supposed to protect me in some way and showing positive emotions makes me vulnerable.

A photo challenge. Walking through Amsterdam on a mission. Frank gave me five assignments for photo motifs.

Watching a movie at the beautiful old Tuschinski cinema.

My new Yin&Yang hair clip from Kookaï.

Sharing a cab to Hridaya with four strangers who turned out to be lovely people.

I went to Hridaya Yoga at Château Longeval near Lyon for a 10-day silent meditation retreat and basically what I expected to happen actually did: my mind calmed down without all the distractions (reading, speaking, internet, all kinds of human interaction) and I started appreciating the small things: exchanging the buttery Dutch almond cookies for apples and pears / abdominal massage (a spontaneous discovery after Shavasana) / the lovely handwritten note from Frédérique - my roommate for 3 days; it was in French but I understood everything! / And then: having the room to myself / an afternoon walk despite the drizzle: forest soil, primroses, saying hello to the cows / beautiful visions during meditation (adventures with my inner child, imagining to befriend all my friends' inner children and forming a loving little gang) / daily affirmations like "I make a difference in other people's lives" or "More than survive I want to thrive" / how easily I got into shoulder stand and plough pose / seeing shapes like feathers or little animals in the wooden floor boards and some sort of smiling kolibri in a fold of my pear / seeing the remnants of my shimmering lilac and blue nail polish on my fingers and smelling the sweet lotion on my hands after meditation, freshly washed hair (sorry but the non-biodegradable shampoo is just so much nicer - I can't stand tea tree oil) / drawing shapes with an electric blue Sakura Moonlight gel pen while listening to an interesting lecture, drawing insects, leaves and flowers, shading with a soft pencil //

In hindsight, I feel so much gratitude for myself for following that vague hunch. Just trusting it, giving it a chance. Bias towards action. It turned out to be one of the most heart-opening and mind-expanding things I've done so far.

[mediocre-writerr]

who do you love [lexi howard]

lexi howard x reader

requested: Hiii! I just discovered your page while looking for Euphoria fics. I saw that you don’t have any Lexi Howard fics. Could I request a fic where Reader is partnered up with Cassie for a project or something and they meet Lexi and develops a crush on her, but Lexi is clueless and thinks reader has a thing for Cassie? Fluff please. Also your works are absolutely amazing!

a/n: italicized are rue's voiceover

*not my gif*

Lexi has always lived in the shadows of her sister. Every guy or girl she liked just never fell for her. They always fell for her sister. Cassie was the one in the spotlight and Lexi was just the background character.

You sat there with your earbuds in as your teacher went on and on about some project you guys had to do. But again, you weren't exactly listening.

Until he came over and ripped your earbuds out of your ear. You looked up at him with innocent eyes, "Ms. Y/L/N, you're partnered with Ms. Howard. Hopefully, she'll be able to fill you in since you weren't paying attention,"

You sent him a small smile before trudging your way over to Cassie. You heard a lot of things about her, but you didn't really care what everyone thought around here. Most of them were assholes anyway.

"So were you paying attention to anything he was saying?" you asked as you plopped down into the seat next to her.

"Not a word, but my friend Kat heard all of it. If you want you can come over tonight, we can start working on it, getting it over with," she offered and you nodded. 

“Sounds great,”

You see this was the start of a beautiful friendship for Y/N and Cassie. They became as thick as thieves. Everyone thought that Y/N and Cassie would eventually get together, but the entire time Cassie was just trying to get her newly found best friend to admit feelings for her sister. 

And those feelings started, cheesy to say, but at first sight.

You knocked on the Howard’s door, bouncing on the balls of your feet. You didn’t really know how to feel, Cassie was popular and well you? Not so much.

The door swung open and you swore your jaw dropped all the way to the floor. You were met with the younger Howard sister. She was beautiful. Her beautiful brown hair fit perfectly with her fair skin.

“You must be Y/N?” she says, snapping you out of your daze.

“Yeah, that’s me. Hi, Lexi, right?” you asked, stepping into the house as she held the door open.

“Yeah. Cassie went out with Maddy, but she texted me and said she’s on her way back. You can come in, you don’t have to wait outside like a dog,” she joked and you laughed together softly.

The two of you sat together on the couch. Your eyes gazed to the TV to see her watching Crazy Rich Asians. One of your favorite movies of all time. The screen was showing the montage of Rachel trying on all the different dresses for the wedding.

“This movie is a masterpiece,” you tell her.

She nods, “This is my first time watching it and I’m completely sold,” 

“Oh, you haven’t even gotten to the best part yet. The wedding scene is-” you put your fingers to your lips and kiss them, “Chef’s kiss!” 

“Hmm, I’ll have to take your word for it,” she said.

You continued watching as the wedding scene started. Lexi’s eyes were glued to the TV, but yours kept drifting towards Lexi. The way she watched intently as Kina Grannis started singing “Can’t Help Falling In Love”.

The scene ends and she looks at you, tears boarded at her eyes, “Why am I going to cry?” she laughed.

“Because it’s one of the most beautiful scenes in history,” you told her. 

The two of you just stared at each other. Her doe brown eyes were captivating and you couldn’t help your eyes from drifting down to her lips. There was a moment where you thought she did the same thing. 

The door bust open filled with laughter and Cassie and Maddy’s eyes landed on the two of you, “Hey Y/N, sorry I’m late. I see my sister was able to keep you company,”

“Oh yeah, Lexi was great. It was nice meeting you, I’ll see you around,” you told her. 

You see, my best friend Lexi developed a crush on Y/N right after that. But despite me and Jules telling her constantly that she felt the same way, Lexi still thought that you fell for her blonde sister and not her. 

“Cassie! I am not telling your sister that I like her. She does not feel the same way that I do. I am not going to risk my friendship that I’ve built with her and you,” you told her as the two of you laid on the bed in her bedroom.

She looked at you with her blue eyes like you were on drugs, “Are you kidding me right now? You sound like you just bought something from Fez. I’ve never seen my sister look at anyone the way she looks at you. You need to stop being a fucking coward and just tell her how you feel,”

“Okay, what if she does want to be my girlfriend? What if something bad happens? I lose the both of you and I can’t do that. I don’t want you to choose between me and your own sister,” you whispered.

Your heads were slightly tilted towards each other as you just stared at her, “I think you need to take advice from your favorite movie: you’re not playing to win, you’re playing to not lose. So play to win. Don’t think about the what if’s and even if things go south with my sister, I found a sister in you. You’re not gonna lose me either,” she said, “You’re one of my favorite people in the entire world, possibly my favorite, don’t tell Maddy that though. I love you so much Y/N,”

Little did the two of you know that Lexi was at the door way. She didn’t hear anything besides that you’re Cassie’s favorite person and that she loves you. 

“Awww someone loves me,” you nudge her shoulder, “But I’m for sure going to tell Maddy that I’m your favorite person. She’ll have a field day with that one,”

She pushed your face away from her, “You will not! I’ll just tell Lexi myself then,” 

You gasped, “You wouldn’t dare!” 

“Then you do it!” she exclaimed. 

Lexi avoided Y/N after that day. She also avoided Cassie. The two girls didn’t know why the brunette Howard was avoiding them. All they knew was that she avoided them every chance that she got.

It broke Y/N’s heart. She was finally ready to tell Lexi how she felt. And now, she wants nothing to do with her. No more movie nights. No more random ice cream days. But rather, Y/N going over to visit Cassie and being disappointed when their mom would answer the door and not Lexi.

You finally caught up to her as she was trying to sprint past you in the hallway. You grabbed her wrist and she looked back at you. The first time actually seeing those beautiful eyes of hers in weeks.

“What did I do? I understand if you don’t want to talk to me. I understand if you don’t want to be my friend, but please just tell me what I did. That’s the least I deserve,” you whispered, your voice breaking at the thought of losing one of your best friends. 

She shook her head, “Nothing, you didn’t do anything,” 

“I obviously did something, you’re not talking to me!” you exclaimed. 

Lexi broke free of your grasp, “You don’t need me Y/N. You have my sister. Cassie always wins. She’s always been in the spotlight. She always gets the guys and girls. Everyone I’ve ever liked, she went for them. And she always wins. I just thought for once that I mattered. That for once, the person I fell in love with chose me, but I guess I was wrong,” 

She stormed away and you were left with your mouth agape. Everything she said twirling in your brain. You immediately told Cassie all of it and your brain worked together to try and figure out a way to win her back. Until it all finally clicked.

You stood outside in the backyard of the Howard’s house. A slip n slide was in the path leading to you, switch on candles. You sat on the opposite side with a guitar in your hand. Luckily, you can play. 

Singing on the other hand, well let’s just hope it goes well.

“Cassie, I already said I don’t want to talk to you! You can’t bribe me with Bob Ross tutorials!” Lexi’s voice echoed as she closed the backyard door. 

She spotted you sitting there and she was immediately about to go inside when you yelled out to her, “Lexi please! Just let me explain, it’ll take maybe three or four minutes of your time,” 

Lexi walked down the slip n slide, but not before falling on her butt and sliding towards you. You let out a roar of a laugh as she finally reached down to you. She tried hard to fight off a laugh and a smile, but you could see it faintly. 

When you finally came down from your high she looked at you with raised eyebrows, “Well, I’m waiting,” 

You started playing the guitar. The melody you learned just hours before playing from the guitar. You took in a deep breath as you started singing the infamous song that got you to fall in love with her in the first place. 

“So, take my hand, take my whole life too. For, I can’t help falling in love with you. For, I can’t help falling in love with you,” you finish the song.

The two of you look at each other as you place your guitar down next to you, “You do matter to me, Lexi. More than you know. I’m sorry it took me so long to tell you, but ever since the first night I met you I’ve always been in love with you,” 

“Cassie actually told me that I need to play to win. And if I had to slip on my ass a thousands times trying to set up this low budget recreation of the wedding scene in Crazy Rich Asians, I would. I did it because I need to win your heart, because Lexi, you already have mine,” 

A small smile breaks out onto her face as she closes the distance between the two of you. She kissed you ever so softly as you tasted the sweet taste of her lips. 

“And you have mine,” 

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365 DC Comics Paper Cut-Out SuperHeroes - One Hero, Every Day, All Year…

August 11th - Arrowette

There have been two heroines to operate under the mantle of Arrowette.  The first was an Olympic prize-winning archer named Bonnie King who became enamored by the exploits of Green Arrow and chose to emulate him with her own archery skills.  Calling herself ‘Miss Arrowette,’ Bonnie created her own costume along with a series of her own trick arrows (each having a distinctively ‘feminine’ slant).  

Try as she might, Bonnie was unable to get Green Arrow to take her seriously and her lack of experience caused her to be more of a nuisance rather than aide.  Yet she refused to give up.  Bonnie briefly dated Green Arrow in his civilian identity of Oliver Queen with her unaware that he was actually Green Arrow.  The two eventually broke up and Bonnie had to give up on archery after developing a debilitating case of  carpal tunnel syndrome in her wrists.  She hung up her bow and went on to marry the newspaper man Bernell Jones.

Years later, Bonnie’s daughter, Cissie, would become the new Arrowette.  Bonnie was intent on her daughter succeeding where she had failed and had Cissie train tirelessly at archery and various forms of martial arts from a very early age.  Cissie bristled under the constant pressure from her mother put, yet was nonetheless excited over the prospect of becoming a costumed hero. 

Although just barely an adolescent, Cissie ventures out to make a mark for herself and became involved in an adventure alongside the superhero, Impulse. Despite Arrowette's success as a heroine, Impulse's mentor, Max Mercury, was concerned by what he saw as Bonnie's exploitation of her daughter. Child Welfare Services became involved, and Bonnie ended up losing custody of her daughter, who was sent to the prestigious Elias Boarding School.

Some time thereafter, Arrowette joined the team Young Justice and becomes close friends with her teammates, Wondergirl (Cassie Sandsmark) and Secret (Greta Hayes).  Arrowette proved a valued member of Young Justice, yet chose to retire from super heroics after a harrowing experience where she almost killed the man responsible for murdering her school guidance counselor.  

Cissie tried her best to live a normal life as a civilian, but was forced back into action in order to save her mother.  She is currently an ‘upper class student’ at The Titans Academy.

The Bonnie King version of Arrowette first appeared in the pages of World's Finest Comics #113 (1960); whereas the Cissie Jones-King version first appeared in Impulse #28 (1997).  

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For DADWC, Cassandra and Sera - “I saw you cheat!“ “Yes. And?” “That’s unfair.” “Life is unfair, and I’m playing by its lack of rules.”

Something funny, stupid, and kinda flirty for you!

For @dadrunkwriting

"That's my win," Varric laughed, throwing his cards on the table with a triumphant flourish. Dorian leaned forward and covered Varric's "winning" hand with his own.

"I'm afraid not, my friend."

"You're both wrong," crowed Sera, rocking forward in her chair so eagerly she jostled the table, smacking her cards down. "Straight flush, let's see your bits!" The elf cackled gleefully while the others at the table groaned and selected a piece of clothing to discard.

Cassandra made a disgusted noise. If asked how she had managed to get wrangled into a rowdy game of strip poker with some of her least favorite people, she wouldn't have been able to answer. She had no idea how it had happened. All she knew was that the barmaid, Flissa poured with a particularly heavy hand, and that Varric was a bastard.

"Come on, Seeker, off with it!"

She shot a glare Sera's way. Both men were stripped down to their breeches and a few stray accessories. Varric still had both socks and a boot to his name, and Dorian didn't seem to be trying very hard at all, actually. Every so often he would stretch languidly, tossing what he probably thought was a very casual look over his shoulder to check if the Iron Bull was looking. Cassandra herself had been extremely strategic, but the situation was getting dire. She still had her shirt and breeches, but now she was down to her last sock. Sera, on the other hand, still had yet to lose more than her boots, her bare feet kicked up on the table as she reclined, watching the Seeker with a manic grin.

Cassandra plucked the sock off her foot and dropped it disdainfully, eyes locked with Sera's, exuding suspicion. The elf was cheating somehow, she just knew it.

The next round, the Seeker kept a watchful eye on the younger woman. Every move was carefully scrutinized. This was made quite difficult, as Sera could not seem to hold still for more than an entire second. She wiggled in her seat, rocked back and forth, scratched at her pointed little ears, gnawed on her fingers, rubbed her freckled nose, never not in motion.

"Damnit, Buttercup," Varric ditched his last boot, hurling it over his shoulder with a good-natured grumble. Dorian likewise made a slow, erotic show of removing his third-to-last belt.

"Pony up, Cassy," giggled Sera.

"No," she declared, pointedly ignoring the infuriating nickname. "I won't strip for a cheater!"

Across the room, the Inquisitor spewed a mouthful of ale directly into the scrunched face of Cremisius Aclassi. Cassandra also chose to ignore this, keeping her glare fixed solidly on Sera.

The elf in question leaned casually back in her chair, smirking widely. "Who, me?"

"Yes! I saw you cheat. You have cards stashed down your pants."

"Yeah," she tilted back further. "And?"

Cassandra slammed a hand on the table so hard Varric and Dorian had to grab their drinks as they jumped an inch in the air. "You haven't taken off anything but your shoes! It's unfair!"

The Inquisitor had her head buried in her arms, nearly sobbing with laughter while Krem tried to hide his own amusement in the handkerchief he was wiping his face off with. Cassandra ignored them harder.

Sera dropped her feet, chair slamming forward. "So what?" she demanded with a challenging gleam in her eyes. "Life is unfair. I'm just playing by its lack of rules. Pick a garment, Seeker."

The two women stared each other down for several minutes. The entire tavern had quieted, watching.

Cassandra gritted her teeth. She stepped right up to Sera, towering over her, though the elf merely tipped her chin up to keep their eyes locked, otherwise completely unmoving. The Seeker reached a hand up the back of her shirt, twisted, and hurriedly pulled her arms out of her bra straps, and deposited a shockingly lacey scrap of fabric into the grinning elf's lap.

Ellana screeched with laughter, pounding a fist on the table.

Cassandra spun on her heel. "Inquisitor! Would you kindly shut the fuck up?! Varric, deal again. I'm getting Sera's shirt if it kills me."