#chats ⸻ benji & grace

[isolatednights]

the consequence of their evening flashes through his mind, and the man can't help but shudder at the thought. the following hours are still a bit of a blur, but that feeling of sickness would linger in his memory forever. since that time, benji had been very careful when it came to drinking. "nothing is silly about that." most of his fondest memories involved the woman at his side ⸺ and many of them he thought others would consider insignificant, even if he cherished them. "i will strive to make more such memories with you ⸺ though hopefully they will not require so much alcohol," he quips, flashing her a grin. "all i've ever wanted was for you to be happy. that's the only motive i have when it comes to you," it's a quiet admission, but the truth nonetheless. "so... anything else i ought to know before i convince your parents to break your betrothal in favor of my asking for your hand?"

her laugh is soft, almost hopeful, as she tilts her head, watching the way his steely eyes light up with the memory. " i think you ended up worse than i did that night," she teases, the warmth of nostalgia lacing her words. " you were so determined to prove your theory and i just kept laughing at how ridiculous we must've looked." the corners of her petals tug into a smile, a playful sparkle dancing in her eyes as she leans ever so slightly closer. " it's probably silly, but it's one of my favorite memories of us. just a reminder of safe and normal i always felt around you. you really never had ulterior motives with me. " cheeks flush faintly at the admission, and she quickly shakes her head with a light laugh. " you're right, i think we've earned the right to be a little more careful with our wine this time."

[uhhlifeig]

ABOUT ME!

Hey, y'all! I'm Emi, my pronouns are she/they, and I'm bi. This is a safe space for everyone!!

I am in the Marauders (fuck jkr), PJO, HP (again, fuck jkr), RWRB, HOO, and TSBT fandoms (we don't talk about my DSMP phase 😭).

My fave musicians rn are Måneskin, Derivakat, and Conan Gray.

Fave painting is Gathering Storm bc not only does it have LORE, it's also just really pretty.

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Normal DNI, but I'll reiterate it. DNI if you're a homophobe, transphobe, TERF, against furries/therians, racist, sexist, support pedophilia/zoophilia, if you try to force your religion onto others, if you support Israel, if you're a JKR apologist, and if you support problematic people.

Sirius and Regulus and Barty kinnie!

I play the piano and paint, and I write things sometimes.

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^Writer Evan is stalked by murderer Barty. Chase ensues.

^Slytherin Sirius and Gryffindor Remus have an illicit relationship. Sirius's parents find out, and stuff hits the fan.

^(ON AN INDEFINITE HIATUS) A longfic Jules and I are working on! updates every other Saturday. Gryffindor Regulus, no Peter exclusion, may actually increase update times bc I think it's too slow.

^A Ravenrock (Peter x Benjy) rivals to lovers fic, no Voldemort and also background Jily.

I'm looking for more beta readers! DM me if you want to apply.

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@moutainrusing!! they were my first moot, and we chit-chat a lot!

@ttroubledwaters - we're married. (they play sirius, i play remus. and also they played regulus in one of the rps i play james in lol WERE DESTINED TO BE TOGETHER)

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@discoveredreality - literally awesome

@finntheworm81 - this is finn. go say hi to him. (hes my platonic husband)

@sxmnc - we talk about hot italians lmao

@estellethewriter - estelle!!!!! literally regulus and also GO SAY HI TO THEM. FOLLOW HER. THIS IS A THREAT

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@bralnwashed - 29th spouse and also new favorite (sorry alex)

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[thegingerhairedstreetartist]

Pin timeee! (I made this page finally… I’ve been putting it off for FAR too long LOL my friends had to put up with my constant ramblings so might as well make a blog-)

hey there! welcome to my little corner of the internet where this Pico (Soft AU) fictionkin rambles about memories, thoughts, and everything that reminds me of my canon! you can call me pico or toughie if you’re a Benji kin/fictive, I’m 18+ (not comfy really sharing my age), and this blog is a safe space for all things FNF: Soft related—or FNF in general!

i’m always looking to reconnect with people from my source, especially bf, grace, or anyone else from my source. kins from other FNF sources are more than welcome too—i’d love to chat and vibe with you! feel free to drop a message anytime, i promise i don’t bite :3

thanks for stopping by, hope you stick around!

[masterfuldoodler]

Keepers Master-post

Sub-tags:

keepers comic keepers meme keepers q&a

Story sub-tags:

scifi hospital boarding school ageless war

Writing and Comics

Dying moments - comic

Rhyin thinks back on his mother's death

Graveside chat - comic

Rhyin and his father visit his uncle's grave. His father has unhealthy responses to grief

Master plan - writing

Vinni plots out a way to make her friend lighten up and hang out more

Heartbeats - writing

Rhyin wakes up from (experimental) surgery and isn't doing well, but (like an idiot) keeps it to himself. P. S. he's really not doing well.

Only a Nightmare - writing

Rhyin's reoccurring nightmare

Dear Those Far Away - comic

Vinni goes on an apprenticeship and finds herself feeling lonely. So she writes letters!

Stages of Grieving - comic

Further exploring Vinni's grief over Rhyin's death, and how the pain pushes her forward onto a different path.

Do I Know You? - comic

introspection on Haru's mental state when things start going down for him

Homesick - comic

Felix is able to reunite with his family! And Skylar gets unexpectedly angsty about it. The two get to have a bonding moment yay

Wake me Up - comic

Ian gets taken away for another 'treatment' Jules is sure will be the death of him. He summons a friend to help him out

Meeting Vidar - comic

Grace and Vokku get caught sneaking around and get rescued from a disturbing creature of sorts

Homesick? - comic

Benji struggles to catch Vokku, and Vokku is feeling lonely and doubting leaving home.

Crash Course intro - writing

Edmund and Rhyin crashing a spaceship as a character bonding moment

Forget me Not? - comic

Val and Rhyin hang out and talk about Rhyin's friends

Welcome Home I guess - comic

Mitz finds herself back on her home planet walking through the streets she grew up in. And things have really changed while she's been gone

Who am I - comic

Valerie finds out about her past and grapples with the implications

Tell Me Why I Feel This Way - comic

When the dreamrealm and the real world start colliding dreams start coming true, which isn't exciting when you're plagued by nightmares and visions about the world's imminent ruin. Luckily Rhyin has a friend willing to fight through to reach him

End of All - comic

Tehvlar has finally finished his project; recreating his body into chaos. That's when Rhyin comes back from the dead, and he has things to say.

Three's a Crowd - comic (scene concept)

Betty and Skylar set out to tag and investigate a ghost in an abandoned building nearby places people go missing from...

Deleted Scene (the cannibal in the swamp) - comic

Ketsler, Felix, and Skylar go investigating and find an unlikely character in the swamp

Deleted Scene (curiosity killed the cat) - comic/writing

Rhyin finds himself thrown into the future and goes looking for answers but instead stumbles into trouble

Animation

Are You Bored Yet? - animatic

What if you almost fell in love, but the world fell apart first. And when you found each other again you'd changed, and she was almost another person. What if you fell in love all over again?

History Has It's Eyes On You - animatic

I've had this idea for several years now, finally worked up the guts to try doing it. It kinda wraps up and touches on a lot of the aspects of the wizard side of the Keepers plot

To be updated as things are posted and the story changes or morphs.

[worldoflittlemissdestiny]

dear God are you listening? its me destiny!

okay so im losing it. i had a meeting with anouk today about my contract and she told me she doesnt think im ready. why tf would you promote me then ??? make me sick. that was really my final straw with ayla. ayla is not the same anymore since anouk came in. ill take what i first experienced at ayla as a goal of how i want my bar to run! from staff to structure! i want to look after my staff no lie to them. and i really dont like how xenne was like i put you for grace this weekend. doesnt even ask or care how much i work. that wouldve put me for 6 days like wtf. i dont feel like anyone is looking out for me anymore. the glitter and sparkle of ayla has dissipated. i really dont enjoy how things are being run. we went from 2 prep days to one. went from 2-3 bartenders to 1. we went from everyone caring to no one giving a fuck. i need to figure out whats up. i feel like i still have the title because im in the managers chat still so im gonna end the year at ayla, but i do not want ayla to be my only source of income. i need more balance and im taking a step back from ayla. i want to be the bar manager but i dont want shifts. ill figure it out. i need to mature be the best fucking manager they ever expected! im not taking a full time contract i just want the pay! im not taking any contract from them. they had their chance. xen even started the meeting when i got prompted that he was on masha for my contract but when i ask him he tells me to ask anouk. i dont feel looked out for. so i need to gain what i can from there! i want to be like yasmine part time only and getting my main source of income from somewhere else. im going to try to sell art and digital products on etsy. i ask for more time off so im giving myself 2 months to see what i can do for myself. i might even try to do youtube again. we'll see how it goes but i have now been shown i cant rely on ayla. when i become more financially stable maybe then ill look for another bar job maybe finally take spikizi or smth. but i know ayla doesnt have my back. i love james, yas benji, and gabby......... and sergio,,,, and carlos. but i cant stay for them. and if theyre supposed to stay in my life they will. but i need to live for me!

[heartofspells]

Wasteland - Chapter Four

"I hate that woman."

Remus doesn't look up from his book as Sirius drops into the chair on the opposite side of the small table, but there's a hint of a smile gracing his features as his eyes skim the words on the page. His fingers wrap around the spine of the book after a moment, Remus flipping it over upside down, the binding straining as it sags under the weight over the wood surface of the table.

"Good session, I'm assuming," he says, his voice filled with amusement as he finally shifts his eyes to settle on Sirius across from him.

Sirius snorts disparagingly, crossing his arms over his chest like a petulant child. "Riveting," he remarks sourly. "That woman is as tactful as an elephant in an antique shop."

"I dunno," muses Remus quietly, his finger pulling at the top of a rook resting on the chess board between them. "I think she's incredibly insightful when you allow her to be. Have you considered the issue here isn't her but yourself?"

Sirius scowls moodily at the other man before turning his attention away, glancing around the room. There are several people present and lounging around in various forms of relaxation, a few from their own Group that Sirius instantly dismisses, having lost his patience with most of them quickly. There are a couple of volunteers moving around the room, one chatting with Benjy where he's settled over the sofa lazily. As Sirius watches, the other man's dark eyes drift to him, resting for a second before flickering to Remus and away again.

In the few passing days, Sirius has discovered that Benjy isn't as bad as he'd initially suspected, the man still chatty but less so than in the beginning, or so Sirius thinks, though it's possible he's just a bit less irritated and easy to anger than he had been at first. Short of Remus, Benjy is the only other person within Stoner Creek that Sirius has deigned to tolerate in the slightest, everyone else he's encountered flaring acid through his veins.

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[kagetsukai]

WIP Wednesday

Technically, it’s not Wednesday anymore and technically I should be sleeping already, but we had high winds that caused some “fun times” and delayed my bedtime. So, let’s do this! I was tagged by @laraslandlockedblues and @roguelioness, but I think this might also be relevant to @ma-sulevin‘s interests. JUST SAYING!

It took several days for him to come across his new neighbor, even if she lived on his floor on the other side of the building. He had been looking forward to introducing himself and maybe extending a friendly hand in welcoming her in town, so it was a metaphorical bucket of cold water on his head when instead of stopping for a chat in response to his enthusiastic ‘hello’, she only looked up at him distrustfully, mumbled something in reply, and swiftly moved past. He had been so dumbfounded that his jaw dropped and all he could do was watch as she walked down the stairs and away from him.

The cold shoulder treatment didn’t completely change his mind about making friends with the woman, though he now knew he couldn’t randomly approach her out of the blue. She kept weird hours - even weirder than his - and when she left her place it was only to go grocery shopping or for a run around the neighborhood. Once even, when the day was strangely warm for a late February, Benji caught her out back on the basketball court, moving around with practiced grace and shooting hoop after hoop. 

He had to admit he was fascinated.

[pinkbubbles-and-bigtroubles]

If These Walls Could Talk (Girls Talk Boys Part 34)

Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard So if I tell you, just keep it and don't say a word Yeah, when the doors are all closing, it's bound to get loud 'Cause all these bodies are hoping to get addicted to sound

If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything Because they've seen way too many things 'Cause we'd fall from grace, we're falling

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Camille and hurried down to the security gate with Luke in tow, as she'd insisted Calum stay behind. 

"Babe, I promise he won't hurt me, but we're probably going to argue and you get so protective," Camille insisted.

"That's not a bad thing," Calum protested but he could tell Camille had made up her mind and she could be incredibly stubborn when that happened. 

"Fine," he sighed, "Can you at least take Luke?"

Camille spotted Benji sitting on a bench outside the security gate, and everything about him repulsed her. Not that he was ugly or gross. He was average height and a bit pudgy with a tan complexion that was a bit darker than Calum, jet black hair and light brown eyes. He was a preening peacock, full of himself and always impeccably  well dressed and groomed. Even Camille had to admit he was decent looking. 

Just then he caught sight of her and scowled before catching himself and plastered a huge fake smile across his face.

"Camille, sweetheart, it's been too long since I've seen you," Benji called out. 

"What are you doing here?" Camille tried to sound light and friendly to keep the situation calm.

"I've come to find my wife," he smirked. "She disappeared almost a year ago and then suddenly she sends me papers that I'm just supposed to sign without even talking to her?" 

"So you drive across the country for a chat?" Camille wasn't buying that at all 

"I didn't come all this way to talk to you," Benji's tone turned condescending. "I want to talk to my wife or I don't sign the divorce papers. I can wait here all day."

"Okay, okay," Camille tried not to sound as annoyed as she felt. "Cher isn't even home right now and I don't know when she's coming home today."

"Text her, I can wait," Benji's smile was slipping. He didn't like Camille anymore than she did him.

"We both know Cher is terrible about checking her messages. She might not respond for hours, and then you're just hanging out in guest parking? No, no, no, besides she reacts poorly to surprises. Let me talk to her and she'll contact you," Camille was pleading with him now. She knew Cher and Ashton could drive up at any moment, and that she would freak out if she saw Benjamin. 

"You're not wrong, but I don't trust you two. After all, you ran away from your problems just like she did. You left Shaun stuck with the lease and all the bills. He's doing better now, by the way. He's with Melanie now, which I think is a huge upgrade, no offense," Benji was trying to goad Camille into losing her temper. 

Camille felt a surge of rage the mention of her ex boyfriend's name, the man who had done so much to tear down her self esteem. Melanie was one of the girls he'd cheated on her with, and Shaun had always blamed Camille for his infidelities. Comparing her to other women, criticizing everything about her, but Camille stopped herself. None of that mattered right now. Shaun couldn't hurt her anymore and she knew she'd upgraded more than her ex ever could. Camille smiled thinking about Calum before returning her attention to Benji. 

"You can't just wait here," Camille was serious.

"I'm not leaving until I see Cher," so was Benji.

"How about a compromise?" Luke had come up behind her startling Camille when he spoke.

"Who are you?" Benji was polite but guarded.

"My name is Luke," he gave Benji a friendly smile but stood up very straight. Camille almost giggled as the boots caused Luke to tower over the other man. "We're having our annual open house and neighborhood picnic tomorrow. Why don't you come by, Dale will let you in and you can come have a drink and we'll sort this out." 

Benji saw the incredulous look Camille gave Luke and nodded walking over to where Dale was waving a clipboard with a list at him. Luke ignored Camille's glare and the elbow she poked into his ribs. Luke could tell these two weren't going to come to an agreement, and Luke didn't want to stand here all day. Besides anything that would postpone a huge argument was fine by him. They needed to form a plan and both Camille and Cher had to answer some questions if they were going to work together to solve this. Luke watched Benji walk past Camille smug in the idea he'd gotten one over on her. 

Camille opened her mouth to say something and Luke squeezed her shoulder and shook his head mouthing, "let it go."

When Benji drove out of sight Camille spun on him, "what the hell Hemmings?" 

"Ashton is on his way home and unless you want them to drive up and everything goes to shit I had to get rid of him," Luke's face was serious. 

"You could've run it by me first," Camille grumbled. 

"That guy is an asshole. He wasn't going to agree to anything you wanted," Luke rolled his eyes. "So I some questions," he put his hands on his hips shaking his head, but Camille saw a tiny smile.

"Let's head back Peanut," Camille linked arms him. "I'll explain it all at once." 

Camille called Cody and he came over barely beating Cher and Ashton by fifteen minutes and Camille texted Cher. 

Just so you know Luke and Cody are here

That was a standard warning as there was no telling what those two were getting up to and both Camille and Cher had accidentally caught the other having sex.

Cher pulled her underwear back up before getting out of the car. She knew something was up the second she walked in the door. The room was vibrating with tension and everyone was staring at her. 

"What's going on?" Cher looked at Camille getting scared at how nervous she looked.

Camille stuttered and stammered unable to properly form words all of a sudden.

Calum walked up and handed her a shot of whiskey, "Benji showed up, he'll be here tomorrow." 

Cher grabbed the shot, downed it, and nodded at Cal. "Good man," she nodded him. "Okay so what the fuck?" 

"Who's Benji?" Ashton asked, completely confused.

Cher looked at Camille in a panic, "I can't do this right now. I'm not ready, I can't..." She started hyperventilating.

"Okay okay Cody," Cam jerked her head towards the stairs. "You take care of our girl and I'll explain what's going on to the guys." 

Cody nodded and grabbed the bottle Calum held out and headed up the stairs with his arm wrapped around Cher's shoulders. 

Camille found herself facing Luke, Calum, and Ashton all waiting for answers. 

Luke handed her a glass of wine and Camille say in her chair. Calum took his seat on the arm of her chair with the other two on the couch.

"Is Benji her ex husband?" Ashton guessed.

"Not exactly ex yet," Camille replied.

"She's not divorced yet?" Calum asked.

"No..."

"She just sent him divorce papers. That's why he's here," Luke cut in, piecing together all the bits he'd heard from Camille's earlier confrontation 

"Yeah it seems like," Camille took another sip.

"This whole time she's been married," Ashton shook his head.

"Separated," Camille tried to do damage control.

Ashton sank back into the couch, lost in thought.

"So what's the big deal," Calum asked. "This guy must be a real asshole." 

"That's obvious, but you know Cher hates being surprised. Especially shit like this," Luke told Calum.

"Is this why she's so weird about relationships?" Calum asked.

"Part of it, Cher never intended to get married, ever, but then Benji talked her into it at a time when she'd really hit rock bottom."

"Talked her into it?" Luke asked. "So she wasn't in love with him."

"Oh GOD no," Camille exclaimed as she got up and began pacing back and forth. "They worked together, well actually we all did, and Benji was here on a student visa. When he dropped out of school to become a sales rep for one of our vendors, his visa got fucked up, and he was facing the threat of getting sent back. Cher was in a really bad place at the time. She was dating this guy Xavier and it wasn't serious at all. However one night he got fucked up, on what? no one is exactly sure, but he broke into her apartment and fucking TRASHED the place. He punched holes in the drywall, kicked the bathtub faucet out, threw every bit of food out of the refrigerator and cabinets and into the living room before grinding it into the carpet. It was a disaster, when we walked in after it was over the first thing I smelled was the maple syrup he poured onto the couch, followed quickly by the smell of blood from the family size pack of ground beef he'd slung everywhere. There were even chunks of hamburger clinging to the popcorn ceiling. Eggs, sugar, cooking oil, shrimp fried rice, it was disgusting," Camille shuddered and Calum started to get up but she shook her head and kept going. "Cher was at work when this was all happening. She had no idea anything was going on until the police show up at her job because Xavier had been arrested after crashing her car. Apparently he found her spare set of keys in her apartment and no one noticed the sketchy little shit in the parking lot."

Camille finished her wine and Luke refilled her glass while she nervously fixed her ponytail.  Calum was now in Camille's chair leaning forward, listening intently. Luke hung on every word while Ashton sat with his head in his hands trying to take it all in. 

"So where does the getting married part come in," Luke prodded her to keep going.

Camille sighed, "Benji straight up offered marriage as a business proposal. If she'd marry him to help him stay in the country he would pay the cleaning bill her landlord stuck on her, buy her a new used car, and get her back on her feet. It was supposed to be just friends conducting a business transaction." 

Ashton leaned back and looked up at Camille and she noticed he looked less angry than before. 

She took a deep breath and continued, "the first few months were fine. They got along, went out to dinner once a week, and eventually they hooked up. Turns out that was a big mistake, he has a mediocre dick, and this is when he started acting weird. Suddenly he's acting like they are married for real and starts trying to tell her who she can't talk to, and trying to cut off all contact with all of her male friends, most of them are industry guys and her contact is work related, so instantly she was pissed. They start arguing more and more, he's trying to use his money against her but what he doesn't know is she's starting to make money off of Vexxed. However, Cher is not a self absorbed materialistic little fuckwit like he is. So his posturing about all the shit he could buy her, didn't impress her at all.   That was when he was sober, drunk Benji is a mean little cunt." 

Calum watched her get more and more outraged, more worked up and as much as he felt bad for Cher the moment he couldn't help but think Camille was so fucking sexy right now.

"He started calling Cher when he was drunk, starts talking crap  why was she even talking to these guys who didn't have money like him. He called her a whore, a slut, white trash, and said she was too ignorant to appreciate how great he was and basically being an insufferable arrogant abusive asshole. He and Shaun, my ex, teamed up trying to keep Cher and I from getting to talk or see each other. Our boss kept scheduling us together on the weekends and between the three of us we came up with a plan. I slowly got my stuff out of his house, Cher packed up her belongings under the pretense of her lease being terminated and our boss stored some things of ours in a storage unit. Finally, Benji had a work visa, and my aunt helped me buy this place. I picked a fight with Shaun knowing he'd pack up all my shit and tell me to leave, and so we did."

"Damn that's crazy," Calum shook his head taking it all in. "Okay, I have questions."

Ashton stood up abruptly and they all looked at him. He rubbed his temples and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Please just tell me what we need to do to get rid of this asshole. Why is he even here? How did he find you?" he asked.

"She's got a licensing deal in the works that will set her up quite nicely, Cher doesn't want Benji to have any claim to anything Vexxed including that money and the new characters she's going to copyright. California is a community property state, he could technically get half. Not only that she promised him a year and it's been longer than that. It's time for a divorce, he needs to sign those papers." Calum pulled Camille into his lap as she sat down 

"Can she get a divorce if he doesn't?" Camille could see the wheels turning in Ashton's head.

"The lawyer says it will take a bit longer, especially if he counter sues," she replied.

"So everybody just needs to play nice tomorrow?" Luke got up, stretching his long legs while he looked down at Camille.

"Try and keep him distracted and hopefully we won't drink too much. I'm gonna give Cher a Valium and see if I can keep her from losing it." 

Cher was hitting her vape pen when Camille stuck her head in the door to tell her it was showtime. Cody had convinced her to talk to Benji so maybe they could get this over with. Everybody was being so supportive and positive Cher didn't feel like she could back out, but deep down she knew this man was just here to start shit. 

She'd passed out on Camille's bed somewhere after shot number seven. She'd woken up before dawn and taken a quick shower before sneaking over to Ashton's and waking him up with a blowjob. As nervous as Cher was she couldn't help but smile at the lingering soreness of her ass. She'd been sassy and Daddy had to punish her. 

Following Camille out towards the pool she spotted Cal talking to Harry and Benji so she headed to the other side to grab a beer. Luke saw her coming and fished one out of the cooler for her. He was talking to Tom and Lucy, filling them it on the divorce drama. Lucy gave Cher a big hug and smacked Camille on the ass the way she always did. That got the guys attention and Benji spotted Cher. He made his way over to their little group flanked by Calum and Harry.

"My sweet wife, I'm so glad to see you're looking healthy," Benji's smile did not reach his eyes and everyone could feel the tension.

Cher glanced at his tummy pudge, "I'm glad you're in good health as well. I'm surprised you traveled all this way just to chat with me." Her voice sounded strange in her own ears. 

"Couldn't just sign away what we had without discussing it first," Benji's tone of voice was giving her the creeps. Cher saw him glance behind her and his eyes almost popped out of his head. A couple of Lucy's friends had arrived and were peeling off their cover-ups to cool off in the pool.

He turned to Calum, "you have girls that look like that around here? You are a lucky man. I bet you get an eyeful all the time," he turned back to Cher "must be hard living here around some really hot girls." 

Harry intervened before it got any worse, he threw an arm around Benji's shoulder leaning in with a laugh, "oh, you wanna talk hot girls lemme tell you about this redhead I met in Belgium," as he led him away. 

Calum looked disgusted as Cher handed him a drink, "dude fuck that guy, what a prick." 

Luke looked at Camille, "wanna take bets on who hits him first?"

@kiiiimberlyriiiicker1995 @wildhearthood @cal-pal-cuddles @rosettesofhappiness @5sos-ficssmut @unabashedlymyself

[theclaravoyant]

For pride prompts, maybe Rosa's first crush on a girl (that wasn't a TV character, cuz we already know about that one)

AN ~ Hi! Thanks for the prompt, it was fun :P I also threw a little Rosa/Alicia in at the end bc I couldn’t help myself, hope you don’t mind. Enjoy!

Shoutout to all the girls in my dance classes that combined into this babe. You probably don’t know who you are, and you never will ;)

Rated T for sexual references. Fluff. 

Read on AO3 (~800wd)

Crush

It may not have been Rosa’s first crush on a girl, but it was the first one that she could remember putting her finger on.

Her name was Lucy. She was infallibly elegant, hyper-feminine, and intelligent but far too restrained; not Rosa’s type at all, but there are some human forms that are so objectively stunning nobody can resist, and Lucy’s was one of them. She was tall, with lean but powerful muscles, long legs, cheekbones and luminous eyes to die for, and a neck and shoulders that hid the strength of a horse within the grace of a swan.

Even now, Rosa could remember losing her breath in a simple warm-up, watching Lucy’s back. Watching the way it rippled under the skin-tight leotard as they moved through and back through, and back through position drills. Lucy’s body seemed to know the instructions before her mind did, and yet every movement was conscious, and flawless: her whole body working, in all its glory, for the dance.

Rosa also remembered a sudden and powerful desire to see that body, in all its glory, in a context other than the dance. One day, she had simply blinked and conjured the image of that back in a dark room; its body sitting on a lap that Rosa knew was her lap, kissing lips that Rosa knew were her lips, while hands that Rosa knew were her hands ran down those shoulders, scraping their nails just a little… Or a lot…

Funnily enough, Rosa didn’t remember so much, the hundred crunches she’d had to when she fell out of position thinking about that, and the instructor had blamed her abdominals. She’d had a sudden burst of energy to work off, anyway.

But that wasn’t even the worst of it. That, she’d willingly confess to a room full of people, as long as Lucy wasn’t there and plenty of beer was. The next part, the feelings that developed over the semester, would take something a little stronger to get out of her. For example:

Unless she wanted to be greeted by an enthusiastic “’ello guvna!” every day for the next year, she couldn’t tell Jake that Lucy’s soft English accent had, over time, become so sweet and intoxicating to Rosa’s ear that sometimes Rosa had imagined her reading whatever book or magazine, or even the odd instructional pamphlet, she had in front of her. Once, Lucy’d said her name, and Rosa had repeated it to herself under her breath all the way home.

Unless she wanted a list of intimate things she could do to her lovers with her fingers, other than sex, she didn’t dare let Charles know that she had once bought tropical sunrise coconut dream shampoo… and she especially could not let on, that it was Lucy’s, or that she’d asked to borrow it at a sleepaway workshop once, claiming she had forgotten her own when in fact she had not.

Unless she wanted Amy to firstly, gush about Lucy and then Alicia and then dogs, and then go and write up a list of parallels between that never-was relationship and this one, she could never reveal that the moment she had truly accepted that she liked women, in a sense that was real and beyond sisterhood and beyond aesthetics and beyond sexual frustration, was not when she had noticed Lucy’s back. It was much later, when she had found herself imagining the two of them walking along a beach, chatting and apparently sharing an ice-cream, while their collectively owned dog gambolled merrily around them. Imagining her future with a woman. With that woman. That’s when she knew she was truly forked.

So it was no surprise that when they asked, “So do you like her?” with those big, puppy dog, expectant eyes – and with Terry hardly able to sit still in his seat – Rosa wasn’t quite sure how she wanted to answer.

Yet even now, she could imagine Alicia pulling up outside in that big silver soccer-mom van – how had she fallen for that again? – and sticking her head out the front window while her Border Collie, Benji, shuffled around in the back. “Rosa!” she would call, in that cheerful voice of hers. “Wanna take Arlo and Benji to the beach?” And even though Rosa was technically at work, and even though there wasn’t a beach around for miles, she knew she would say yes.

With that thought, Rosa didn’t have to answer. It had brought a smile to her face and now the team was cheering.

She rolled her eyes, but the smile wouldn’t leave.

[sithlordintraining]

When You’re Good to Mama

tagged: @rebeccamaximoff , @hoe-for-kylo , @mundane-cup-noodles

Tell Me More Masterlist

Summary: Greaser Kylo Ren fell in love with good girl Rey Kenobi over the summer. When they unexpectedly discover they’re now in the same high school, will they be able to rekindle their romance? OF COURSE, with a little help from their friends and some singing. But that was Junior year, can their love really stand the course of Senior year, college applications, and other teenage problems?

“The true star of last night was the one and only Marygold Donadieu, dressed in a custom gold floral ball gown by Victoria Phasma as she took home the highest honor. But, what really gained her this name was her acceptance speech where she talked about her daughter,” Juney peered at you over the newspaper. “Her only child with her recently divorced husband, U.S. Defense Attorney, Y/Father’s Full/N. Quote ‘this moment could only be more special if my daughter was here, I’m truly grateful to be the mother of someone who is so smart and kind and wise beyond her years. You can’t go to school for motherhood and sometimes there is more bad than good, but you have taught me more about being mother and myself that I would’ve never learned if it wasn’t for you. I cherish your very existence and I promise to do my best to help you grow into a better young woman. I love you Pearl, thank you.’ End quote.” Juney set down the paper and took in his girlfriends features. You sat there playing with the sleeves of your sweater trying to hold in the bubbly feeling inside of you. Juney’s hand laid on top of yours. “It’s alright to smile, Mama. Come on!” He shook your hand trying to get you to smile. Slowly, your lips began to part showing your beautiful smile. “It’s ok, Mama, I understand it might be a little strange but, you shouldn’t feel bad for her trying to be better,” Juney told you.

The bell on the door of the diner alerting a new customer. Kylo’s boots thudded along the tiles as he made his way to his favorite person and her favorite person. “Hey!” Kylo startled the couple. Before Kylo made his way by you, Juney was scooting over to sit in between. “What are you guys talking about?” Kylo picked up a menu. “Nothing, just reading the paper,” Juney said. “Anything good?” Kylo asked dryly. “Eh...depends on what you're looking for. Ms. Donadieu won.” Juney shrugged and Kylo chuckled. “Yeah, I saw. And did you read her speech?” Kylo said. Y/N nodded with shining eyes. Juney smiled at you as your thumb gently brushing your cheek. “I’d like to thank my daughter.” Kylo mocked Marygold’s voice. “ ‘I couldn’t have done it without you, I love you, you’re the best’. Such a load of crap to fool you Y/N.” Kylo berated her, not even seeing the flicker of sadness that surfaced on his best friends face. “Here you guys go.” The waitress placed the food in front of Juney and Y/N before turning to Kylo for his order. You took one look at the pancakes in front of you and lost your appetite. “Here, you can have mine I’m not hungry.” You pushed the plate away from you. Juney lowered his hand as his eyes glued on you. “Thanks,” Kylo accepted it, quickly digging in. “I’ll be back.” You told Juney before making your way to the bathroom.

“Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Juney spat at Kylo, who gave him a quizzical look. “Get out!” “What?” Kylo asked with a mouthful of pancake. “I said GET OUT!” Juney pushed Kylo out the booth causing him to stumble. “What the fuck man?” Kylo stood tall against Juney. “Are you that fucking dumb? Maybe you really do need tutoring.” Juney said. “So you’re just going to talk shit about your best friend!” Kylo pushed Juney. “No, I’m saying the fucking truth. Instead of lying to her like you and everyone else. Her mother is a fake, she’s just doing this for show! She’s going to be so nice to her and then chew her up and spit her out, it’s what she’s fucking good at!” Kylo yelled. Juney pushed him back. “Don’t fucking say that what the fuck is wrong with you! That’s her mother, so excuse her if she wishes to enjoy that moment!” June yelled. “No, I won’t allow!” Kylo shook his head. “Y/N’s walking around acting dumb as if she doesn’t know what game she is playing!” Juney’s fist tightened and he just had to thank God for some girl stepping in to tell him that you were having a panic attack in the bathroom. “You should leave.” Juney spat before turning to rush into the bathroom after you.

Kylo left livid, he couldn’t believe Juney stepped to him like that! All the Smith boys were fucking assholes. And he couldn’t believe you were dealing with all of them. Huffing, he exited the establishment and walked to his car. “Are you okay?” A small hand was pressed against his shoulder blade as he opened his car. To his surprise, he turned to see Rey with worry lines creasing on her forehead. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” He lied. She narrowed her hazel eyes at him; they’ve been together for a year, she knew him better than that. “You’re not, why?” She asked. “It’s nothing.” Kylo shook off. But, Rey persisted and it was one of the things he hated. She wouldn’t stop. “JUST STOP REY!” He yelled making her jump. “Jesus, I know you’re trying to help but please you always do this.” He couldn’t look her in the eye, he felt too bad. “Oh okay,” Rey turned feeling broken. She loved this boy so much and as much as everyone hated it, she wanted to be with him. He was the one that she wanted. Walking into Maz’s she was met with Juney with Y/N tuck tightly under his arm. “Hey, umm...I’m sorry we won’t be able to discuss the talent show, she’s not feeling well. I have to go.” Juney said before pushing past her.

Rey didn’t even want to be here, she didn’t even want to be meeting with Juney to discuss the talent show, but since he did such a good job with the dance Luke pushed him to do it. So now she had to work with the enemy. She rolled her eyes; thinking back at how Y/N looked and Kylo acted something must’ve happened between them. And people said they were a bad pair. Laughter caught her attention; in walked the Pink Ladies. Rizzo stopped to stand right in front of the bun-wearing square and looked her up and down. “Take a picture it last longer,” Rizzo said making all the girls laugh. “WAIT!” She called out, causing them to stop. “I-I want to be a pink lady,” Rey said. Rizzo scoffed. “You’re too pure to be pink.” Rey didn’t take no for an answer and followed them to their table. She was desperate. “You guys are all friends with the Knights and Ben, right?” She asked timidly. The girls looked at each other before nodding. “And Y/N?” Rey asked. Marty and Frenchie sat up straighter. “Yeah, what’s it to ya?” Jan said. “Do you think her and Kylo like each other...more than friends?” Rey was treading in deep waters. These girls were fiercely devoted to Juney and Y/N. “Definitely not, Y/N and Juney are going to get married,” Marty said. Rey was relieved to hear that and Rizzo saw it on her face. “Why? Jealous?” A cold smirk grace Rizzo’s face as she stared down Rey. Her face turned beat red at the accusation. “Instead of preaching the golden rule, you might want to practice it too.” Rizzo snarked before Rey left the table shaken.

Kylo walked down the hallway with a small bouquet of daisies in hand. He didn’t know how this apology would be taken or even look like, but it was simple knowing that flowers are a good gift, right? Approaching the cheerleaders, he locked eyes with you and visibly saw your mood shift. He hadn’t seen you since the diner. “Rey,” He called out. Rey turned around to see the brooding teen nervously holding white daisies. “Um...I just want to say I’m sorry for...well, I know this won’t completely mend things, but you’re not as bad as I’ve made you out to be.” Kylo handed her the flowers as she stood there dumbfounded. “Thank you,” She said breathlessly. Kylo’s lips tugged up and so did hers. All the other girls became giddy around Rey. “Hey, can I talk to you?” Kylo turned to you; Y/N gulped as everyone looked at the three. You nodded walking to a secluded part of the hallway. “That was really nice what you did.” You told Kylo. “Thanks...I’m sorry about what I said,” Kylo told you. “It’s just, I don’t want her to hurt you.” He looked at you with glossy brown eyes. Your chest tightened along with your jaw. “I’m just, the way she treated you at Thanksgiving and the stories you told me has haunted me. And then how she just came back as if none of that happened?! I just, it got me so angry and I didn’t mean to say those things but, mother or not, I love you and I would never want to h-hurt or offend you.” Kylo confessed. How could you be mad at him? If it was the other way around, you’d probably be saying horrible things as well! “I’m not mad at you, but those words hurt. I understand where they came from because I’d do the same thing.” You shrugged. “Your name might not be Benjamin Solo, but you’re my best friend and I love you, too.” It felt like a weight was lifted off his chest. Knowing that you still cared and understood and the fact the friends had not argued, it made Kylo feel like he was moving in the right direction. He sniffled a smile as he wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on your head. “I love you, Princess.” He whispered in her curls. Y/N pulled back. “But, she’s changing. Just like you and everyone deserves chances.” You told him. “Come to dinner.” Kylo looked down warily. You were right, people did deserve chances. He just didn’t think your mother was one of them. “O-Ok, I’ll come.”

Since his parents weren’t with him, he didn’t dress up. Well, he wore a nice sweater and combed his hair. His fingers rapped on the door, his eyes wandered around the front lawn as he waited for an answer. Mary opened the door and let the boy in. “Thank you.” Kylo nodded. “Oh Benji, how are you?” Mr. L/N called out and a smile hit his lips; at least one person called him Benji. “Hi, Mr. L/N.” Kylo turned to him. The two began to chat as they waited for Y/N. “Moonbeam told me how strongly you feel about her mother wishing to be in her life again.” Mr. L/N spoke up and Kylo slouched embarrassed. He didn’t want Mr. L/N to think that he didn’t agree on how he raised his daughter. “It would be wrong for me to say it is not of your concern. You, Juney, and Phasma are my daughter’s closest friends, more like family. And I’ve been open to listening to how she and you all feel. I understand that she has been hurt in the past, but Y/N would like to try with her mother and as her father, I’ll stand by her and watch over her like usual.” He reassured Kylo. But before he could he could speak the front door was opening. “Oh, thank you, Mary!” The sound of Marygold’s voice reached the two fellows that were nestled in the library. They both exit, to see Marygold with platinum curls and long eyelashes removing her jacket and you stood beside her with your hair in a ponytail held by a blue ribbon. Kylo’s jaw dropped at how beautiful you looked with your hair off your face and your poofy white and blue sundress, you looked like a Barbie doll. A small smile fell on his lips as he couldn’t stop staring at you in awe. “I see why you don’t wear dresses Pearl, you make all the boys drool.” Marygold teased as her pink nails tapped at Kylo’s chin. His face felt hot as all eyes were on him. “Come on darling, let’s get ready for dinner.” Your mom held out a hand, sending Kylo a soft smile, you took it and followed her. Dinner was well...strange. It was almost like sitting with the perfect family. Mr. L/N talking about the crazy cases, Marygold telling ridiculous stories about celebrities, them asking about school; Kylo couldn’t believe how much he was laughing. His eyes shifted to you; you looked so happy and so innocent like nothing bad ever happened. “Benji, you’re so quiet, how're your parents?” Marygold asked. “Uh, um they’re fine yes,” Kylo answered. “Is your mother still on the board for the cotillion circuit down at Aldeeran?” She asked. “I-I think so,” Kylo said. “I don’t know if I want to do it.” Y/N said.

“Pearl, it doesn’t hurt to ask.” Her mother ran her fingers through her ponytail and Kylo gripped his fork tighter. “Maybe once I decide.” Y/N said. “Yes, but Pearl, the deadline is almost closed and it wouldn’t hurt to just make sure you have a spot. You’d love it! You’ll be the prettiest one their and you’d have the best date and dance the night away.” A smile fell on your lips; you loved dances and you couldn’t help but think about the night of the dance. “Can Juney come?” You asked with sparkling eyes. “Oh Pearl,” Your mother tsked. “Maybe someone more refined.” Everyone watched your eyes darken. “Marygold,” Your father interjected. It was obvious that Marygold was just not a fan of Juney and that was the only reason Kylo liked her. “Excuse me,” Y/N stood up and left. Eyes followed her out before Mr. L/N was excusing himself and going after his daughter. Kylo and Marygold were left alone at the dinner table. Kylo’s dark eyes burned at the back of her head as she looked at where the rest of them escaped too. “Benji, darling what did I tell you about playing nice?” She turned back with a smirk. “Y/N told me about what you said at the diner, that wasn’t very nice.” With wide eyes he froze. “I don’t want to push her into the arms of another but you need to be punished,” Marygold told Kylo, who sat there speechless. “Now,” She clapped her hands. “If you want to be my son-in-law, be a dear and tell your mother that Y/N would like to be a debutante.” Kylo shook his head. “But, she doesn’t that’s why she stormed off,” Kylo said. “But, if she does, she needs a date and you’re more than qualified as the perfect one.” Kylo quickly shut his mouth at her offer. Would he really stoop this low to be with the girl he loved. “Ok.”

[godlyvan]

07 | CHRISTMAS GIFTS

summary | christmas and new year’s eve parties lead to the creation of baby mccann #3. only things don’t exactly go to plan.

warnings | swearing, drunk bondy, unexpected gifts, and an uber amount of cute ass van.

a/n | @mimiandvan and i came up with this idea when she asked if i could write a family one for van. was in a christmas mood, so i wrote out a christmas one. this one’s pretty damn long. it’s over 2000 words, which means up until now, november fourth, twenty-seventeen, this is the longest fic i have written. i’m going to dedicate it to @storiesaboutvan because it was her fics that lead me to posting mine. also, we’ve hit one hundred followers! yay! i’ve only had this account since august, and i’ve been blessed with so much. thank you, this is only the beginning.

Christmas was a time where everyone would get together at Van’s house drink, and exchange gifts. The boys would all come over with their girlfriends, and some of Y/N’s friends would come with their partners. The house would be filled with laughter and soon a handful of people would be drunk, you and Van trying to keeping your twins away from them, which went unsuccessful, seeing as Bondy was now telling the twins stories about you two from when you were younger. They were too young to comprehend his words, giggling when Bondy giggled. “Your parents are crazy!”

“Alright, Bond, that’s enough drunken fairy tales for Em and El, alright?” Bondy nodded as Emery and Elliot were whisked away in Van’s arms. They giggled as they played with Van’s hair, which made Van smiled wide. Y/N’s eyes landed on her boys, making Grace and Allie look in their direction, too.

“You’re so lucky, Y/N. You’ve got two healthy boys, who’re so giggly. And a giant toddler, who’s also giggly.” The three of them laughed, Van walking into their conversation. Van argued that he wasn’t a toddler, but when he began to pout, it didn’t help his argument.

“I still love ya, Ryan.” She kissed his cheek, wrapping her arms around his neck. He sat down, followed by Y/N sitting on his lap. They looked over their party, seeing everyone laughing and exchange gifts within their little groups, making Y/N smile. Y/N stood up and brought Van into the kitchen, stopping at the doorway, looking up at the mistletoe that was taped to the top of each doorway. Van looked, smiled and brought his head down to kiss her. “Bob got the boys something for Christmas, and told ‘em that Daddy had to let the boys come over whenever they needed to practice. Handed them little drumsticks, and now they’ve been banging on the pots in the kitchen with Bob. He’s gone and shut the door so the party wouldn’t be disturbed.”

“Bob’s a good lad, he’ll be a great father someday, you know?” She nodded, kissing Van’s temple as she got off his lap. “Where ya going now?”

“I’ve gotta give out my gifts, babe. I’ll be right back,” Van nodded, watching her walk away. He’d been blown away with how gorgeous she looked tonight. The mother of his children was walking around with such a glow. It made her irresistible to Van’s stares. He got up and walked off towards Grace, talking with her.

“I’m nervous, though. I’m probably gonna wait till later tonight, when you’re all gone and the kids are asleep.”

“That’s a good idea, but you’ve actually gotta do it, Van. You love Y/N a whole fuck ton, and she loves you endlessly, just do it and get married already. All of us have been waiting for a long time!” She laughed, punching his arm. He rubbed the area she punched, while he saw Y/N handing two gifts to Benji and one to his girlfriend, telling him to give it to Bondy when he’s sober. He was beginning to stare again, his eyes trailing up and down her body, taking in every inch of her skin.

“You’ve got some good kids, mate. They’re sleeping now, probably will wake up in an hour or two like they do at my house. Dee and I are going to head on home, got a little ways to drive. See you on New Year’s, mate. Love you loads.”

“Love you too, Bob, merry Christmas, man.” Couple by couple, they began filing out. The house was a wreck, wrapping paper was crumpled in balls around the house, and toys from the twins lay around in messy piles around their room and the living room. They sit on the couch in pajamas, Y/N’s legs on top of his.

“Today was a great day.” Y/N admitted, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. He nodded, kissing her arm. He grabbed her hands, his thumb gliding over her knuckles. He kissed them lightly getting off the couch before walking into the kitchen. He brought back two glasses of hot chocolate, and a low self-confidence from a pep talk he had given himself.

“I’ve saved the best presents for last.” Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed as Van smiled at her. He began to get down on one knee, making Y/N’s mouth open, and her hands to over it. “I know that this is forever. Known that since the day I first saw you. I just, you know, wanna make it real. Wanna be with you forever and grow old and shit. I love you so much, and I cannot live without you. You’re the mother of my children and I want to have so many more children with you. And I promise I will always be there to protect you and our wonderful little boys. Will you marry me, Y/N?” “Y-Yes!” She practically jumped off the couch and into his arms. From across the room, little giggles could be heard as Emery and Elliot peered from behind the corner. They’d woken up and heard their Dad saying sweet things to their Mom and they wanted to know what was happening. Y/N called them over, their little feet pounding against the hard-wood floors. The couple swept their children up in their arms and turned on a Christmas movie, waiting for the kids to fall asleep again. “I love you so much, Van. You can’t even imagine.”

“Also forgot this,” he handed her a velvet box, her eyes flickering from Van to the box in her palm. She was frightened to open it, in fear that it would be another expensive thing she didn’t need. But it wasn’t expensive in monetary value, just rich in meaning. The box held the necklace Van had worn around his neck since he could remember, he had never taken it off in his life. “Wanted you to have it. And when our boys grow up, we’ll have to add another necklace to the tradition.”

“Van, I can’t take this, it’s yours.”

“It’s yours now. One day, we’ll pass it onto Em and El, and they’ll pass it onto their children.” Her hands grabbed Van’s cheeks, pulling him in for another kiss. They soon found their spot lying on the couch with their boys, all comfortably wrapped together. Sleeping with all of them on the couch was peaceful, if one woke up, they would kiss the other three’s closest body part, letting them know they were there.

But the next morning came right on time. Y/N’s nose filled with the smell of bacon and pancakes, and her ears began to be soothed by the sounds of Emery and Elliot’s laughing. She got off the couch, wiping the last bit of sleep out of her eyes, walking over and kissing Van on the lips, distracting him from cooking for one second. Your twins yelled in unison, running away from their parents. “Ew!”

Van and Y/N laughed, leaning closer for one more kiss before calling the boys back for breakfast. They groaned as the boys drowned their pancakes in syrup, transferring their pancakes onto another plate while they watched the extra syrup go down the drain, but nonetheless, they had a wonderful breakfast. And at the end, the boys put their plates into the sink, going off to play with what they had gotten for Christmas four days before.

New Year’s Eve came sooner than anyone expected. Only a few people are over, Bob and his girlfriend, and Bondy. They drank a little champagne and a few glasses of wine, letting the twins play with their toys while listening to the sounds coming from New Year’s Eve in New York. They all chatted, congratulating the couple on their very recent engagement. But soon, it came time for everyone to retreat into their guest rooms, each having their own little after party in there. Thankfully, Bondy wasn’t fully drunk, but just enough to become tipsy. Reason being, the boys had fallen asleep, ten minutes to midnight. Each laying on a separate end of the couch with a blanket pulled over their heads. “Guess it’s just you and me, fiancee.”

“Guess so. I love you very much, Mr. McCann.”

“I love you, too, soon-to-be Mrs. McCann.” It was five minutes to midnight, the new year beginning to roll in, bit by bit. They held each other in a warm embrace, Y/N’s arms wrapped around his waist, as well and Van’s arms wrapped around hers. Their foreheads rest together, eyes staring into each others. They could hear the thirty second countdown beginning.

“We should have another kid.” Van really looked at her, staring into her eyes as they got down to twenty-five seconds. Van nodded, agreeing with her.

“Should start now.” Twenty seconds left. They rushed to put the kids to bed, rushing into their bedroom. Fifteen seconds left. They turned on the tv, the volume rising as Van undressed him and his fiancee. Ten seconds left. They stared at each other’s bodies as if they hadn’t done so before. Five seconds left. They got into bed, Van hovering over Y/N’s body. “Happy New Year.”

As the tv yelled Happy New Year, they kissed, beginning their new year trying to conceive baby McCann #3.

four months later.

The waiting room wasn’t packed, but they were sure busy. Women sat in chairs at various stages of pregnancy. Y/N looked at all of them, admiring each stage of baby bumps that showed in every direction. She smiled, holding her stomach as her and Van’s name were called. They followed the nurse into one of the many rooms they had, asking her to sit down on the table. She did so willingly, asking if she could take off her shoes. And with permission from the nurse, she did.

She checked blood pressure and went over all the areas Y/N checked off as areas of concern. Then, they were instructed to wait until their doctor showed. Y/N’s nerves wracked up, Van lips coming to kiss her knuckles reassuringly. “Everything’s gonna be alright, baby. You’re fine, okay?”

Y/N nodded as Jackie came in, welcoming the pair with a huge smile, “I hear you’re pregnant again, congratulations. You’re very lucky. I assume we’re checking up on the baby today, so I’m going to need you to lift up your shirt and pull your pants down a little. I’m just gonna put this down here, but you’ve been through this all before, so I’m not gonna walk you through it again.”

“Thanks, Jackie.” Jackie nodded, squirting the cold gel onto Y/N’s stomach. The little wand glided over every inch it needed to, finding three heartbeats. “Are those - are those heartbeats?”

“It appears you’re having triplets, Y/N. Congratulations once again!” Y/N’s widened, looking over at Van who’s laughing his head off. Jackie looked between the two of your reactions, knowing triplets wasn’t something the couple had thought of.

“I’m that good, huh, babe?” He asked between fits of laughter. Jackie cleaned up Y/N’s stomach, handing her a prescription for the list of medications she’s going to take.

“How is this even possible? We’ve had twins, and now we’re going to have fucking triplets. Are we even gonna have enough room for them, Van?”

“Of course we’ll have room, darlin’! If not, I’ll get us a bigger house, don’t you worry! We’ve just gotta worry about keeping these three snots safe, I promised you I’d protect you and our kids, always.” Jackie admired the love they shared, smiling at the two as she went over proper care for having triplets.

“You ready to go through this, knowing you’re having triplets? I know this can be overwhelming.”

“I’m all good now. Just feel like a fairy tale, you know? Didn’t think I’d be having twins, let alone triplets. Oh god, your mum’s gonna have a field day, Van. What’re we gonna tell her?!” Van put on her shoes, slipping them on one at a time before tying them gently. He looked up at her, helping her off the table. He kissed her forehead, licking his lips before speaking again.

“I’ve got a magic penis, babe, that’s what we’re going to tell her.” Jackie, Van, and Y/N all laughed, exiting the room with huge grins on their faces. “We’re having triplets, babe, just wait till the boys hear about my magic penis!”

[tak4hir0]

While some planners are scrambling to figure out the saving grace that is virtual events, others are leading the way with novel virtual event experiences. Here are some original ideas and insights from recent online events to help inspire your own.   Virtual events are nothing new, but the industry has been slow to fully adopt them over the past few years — a live poll during EventMB's recent Pivot to Virtual event showed that over 60% of planners who responded had never been involved in planning a virtual event. With the outbreak of the coronavirus and stay-at-home orders around the world, virtual events have become the only way forward in the next few months — and likely into next year. This has forced many eventprofs to drastically shift their mindsets and planning processes to embrace the virtual format and everything that comes with it, including what may be unfamiliar tech, sponsorship opportunities, and networking options. As more events pivot online and the industry focuses on delivering value in a virtual format, we're starting to see a lot of creativity and innovation coming out of them. In this post, we've analyzed some recent online events (many of which were originally supposed to be in-person) in order to curate a list of ideas and best practices for your own upcoming virtual events. Real-Time Illustrations During Sessions Bringing artists on board to create real-time illustrations — known as digital live scribing — is a great way to engage your audience with a unique type of content. These talented illustrators create artwork live as panel discussions go on, providing a graphical representation of the speakers and takeaways that are entertaining, informative, and most importantly, widely shareable/postable. Credits: Live graphic recording by Chris Shipton - liveillustration.co.uk chris@liveillustration.co.uk - Twitter: @livepens   Our own deputy editor was immortalized in an illustration during our recent virtual event debut, Pivot to Virtual, and the artwork was also used in marketing materials for the subsequent report. Digital live scribing makes it easy to glean key insights from the sessions in a way that is fun to look at and, most importantly, extremely shareable. Live Games or Competitions As part of Salesforce’s World Tour Sydney Reimagined virtual event, they implemented a live "battle of the apps" competition between exhibitors — complete with audience voting — called AppExchange Demo Jam. During this session, Salesforce AppExchange partners were given three minutes each to do a live demo demonstrating their apps. The audience was then asked to vote for their favorite using a dedicated link that was accessible for 24 hours following the session, and the winner was announced on Twitter the next day. Featuring sponsors and exhibitors through this kind of competition is a creative way to provide engaging demos while also getting the audience involved. Keeping the demos short and to-the-point is also beneficial considering that many attendees of virtual events will be facing more distractions while viewing at home, Plus, this kind of activity will have people checking back to and engaging with the event's social media pages to see who won. High-Production Value Content On Demand Live streaming is often the backbone of virtual events, and it can be a very effective way to replace in-person presentations and sessions. However, there are other approaches that may work for your event, depending on your goals and the scale of the event. For example, Adobe decided to forego live streams for their recent Summit and went the prerecorded route instead. What prerecorded sessions may lack in real-time engagement they make up for in production value, as they benefit from the ability to be edited or enhanced. This can greatly improve certain speakers' performances. They also eliminate many common challenges of virtual events, such as planning around different time zones and connectivity issues during the event. They also minimize people getting bored and tuning out of the live stream. Adobe uploaded the event's content to their custom web platform on the day of the event, and from there, viewers were — and still are — able to choose to watch whatever sessions they wanted, whenever they wanted. This allowed each person to personalize their own experience and interact with the content that would bring them the most value on their own time. Adobe's event sessions are available online completely free of charge, which allows for maximum viewing. However, if you choose to charge for your event, you could also follow a similar format while implementing a paywall or registration page before granting attendees access to the content. One thing to note if you decide to go this route is that, with people viewing the content on their own time, you’ll want to erect forums or schedule specific times for Q&As and networking sessions where people can connect about the topic and continue the dialogue. AI-Generated Recommendations Personalized video recommendations were another facet of Adobe's event experience. As always, the capabilities of your virtual event will depend on the platform you're using, and Adobe has the ability to create high-end experiences thanks to their in-house development teams and custom platform. Taking a page out of the YouTube playbook, they incorporated custom content recommendations based on people's behavior on the platform using Adobe's Sensei AI engine. Personalizing content delivery in a virtual format in this way speaks to a much broader trend in events in general. Many are used to receiving personalized suggestions when consuming both content and products on the internet. Immersive Environments While many virtual events are implementing virtual expo booths and networking tools, the SBC Digital Summit scheduled for next week will be taking these elements one step farther by designing their virtual space based on a physical conference center. For example, the home screen from which attendees can access the different parts of the event is named Lobby and features a background of a convention center lobby. Similarly, the Networking Lounge feature looks like an actual lounge with chat windows that attendees can interact with. Although not quite VR, these environments will allow attendees to feel familiar aspects of event spaces through the virtual format instead of just clicking through screens and videos that all look the same. Using design elements to give your event a unique look and feel will help set your event apart and serve to distinguish various spaces within the event as well. Virtual Entertainment Just because you've brought your event online doesn't mean that you need to forego entertainment. Certain entertainment opportunities, such as musical performances, can translate very well to virtual events. There have already been several entirely virtual concerts in the last few weeks, including the One World: Together at Home concert just this past weekend. The event was hosted by Global Citizen and the World Health Organization and was streamed on most major social media and streaming platforms. The artists' performances were prerecorded and then broadcast, which made sense for an event of this scale. For smaller affairs, including a live-streamed performance can add a special touch to your event. EventMB's next online event taking place April 30th, Managing the Virtual Experience, will include a musical performance by Benji Harris from SongDivision. People are missing concerts, shows, and countless other in-person experiences due to the pandemic, so incorporating a performance of some sort is a nice way to bring entertainment directly to them. Just like every other part of the industry, event entertainment companies are pivoting to virtual and can assist with bringing different types of entertainment to your online event. Health and Wellbeing Activities Online workout and dance videos are the only options for many people looking to exercise during this pandemic, and incorporating these types of activities into your event is a good way to switch things up and deliver unexpected value to attendees. #MarTechFest Dial Up, which will be taking place next month, plans to include workout and meditation sessions throughout their event to get minds and bodies "ready to engage." Depending on the format of your event, you could organize a short workout or meditation break in between sessions, or have a separate stream for these kinds of activities that attendees can tune into throughout the event for a change of pace. Intro Tutorial Video It's important to remember that while many eventprofs have never organized a virtual event and are unfamiliar with the inner workings of online conferences, many attendees may not be used to navigating and attending them and may need a little help. Google SheetsCon, which was hosted on a custom event platform (as was Adobe's), addressed this by including a short intro video for people to watch as they logged into the platform. This video acted as a brief tutorial that introduced attendees to the platform’s different features and instructed them on how to interact with the various pages. Making sure everyone is comfortable with the platform and familiar with how the event will work is an important step in ensuring attendees take advantage of everything you’ve implemented and get the most value out of it. Incentives to Engage Online Giveaways are always a good way to increase engagement with attendees and can be a fun addition to a virtual event. Although it's not quite as simple as handing an attendee their prize, there are virtual goodies you can offer, and there's still the option of mailing physical incentives to attendees following the event. As part of their event, Google SheetsCon hosted an incredibly popular contest to win one of 25 swag bags that they had put together with branded event shirts and stickers. In order to win, participants had to share something about the event on social media using the dedicated event hashtag, or visit at least 5 of the sponsor booth pages during the event. Using criteria like these helps increase brand awareness and also works to engage attendees, so it's a win for everyone. Uniting Behind a Common Purpose When all Global Meetings Industry Day (GMID) events were cancelled this year, eventprofs rallied together to create a virtual event instead and aimed to break the world record for the most people in a virtual meeting. Although they didn't quite succeed, they were able to get 12,500 people to join for the live webcast, which is still a major feat. You don't need to break a world record to use this approach. The extremely high participation in this event was partly due to the excitement of achieving something together. Collaboration and camaraderie are strong forces of engagement. In keeping with the times, you could announce that you will be donating a certain amount to a healthcare organization or charity for every share or like you receive on social media. Bonus: Announce Your Virtual Alternative When You Cancel Your Live Event While not an idea for a virtual event per se, a best practice to keep in mind around the cancellation and postponement of events is to plan ahead and announce any virtual alternative that you'll be organizing as soon as you announce the cancellation of the original event. When the 2020 HIMSS Global Health Conference & Exhibition was cancelled, no alternative was proposed. The industry created its own replacement event, Virtual Health Conference 20. The official event has since announced its intention to organize a virtual edition of the conference, but no date has been announced, and it remains to be seen whether it will be impacted by the unofficial version that has already taken place. A community initiative and grassroots events organization also emerged after the cancellation of the Mobile World Congress in Barcelona, and the Tech Spirit Barcelona event rose up in its place. By contrast, Salesforce planned ahead for a virtual replacement for their World Tour Sydney event in March and simply announced that the format of the event would be changing. The event's live-stream drew over 80,000 attendees, so it was clearly successful in maintaining its audience through the transition. While these grassroots events showcase the incredible resilience and motivation of event industry professionals, they are also important for planners to keep in mind so that they don't risk losing their event to a faster-moving, unofficial alternative.   IN CONCLUSION The age of virtual events is only beginning, and as they continue to take place — especially from major companies like Facebook and Microsoft that have now cancelled all live events through mid-2021 — there will undoubtedly be more innovation to look to for inspiration. This year hasn't turned out how anyone expected or hoped, but there's still time to make the most of it and capitalize on virtual events. Use some of these ideas as guidance to continue delivering event experiences to attendees and stakeholders from the comfort of home.

[survivor-mesopotamia]

Ep. #3 - "I'm just throwing stuff at things that I don't even know exists" (Isabelle)

I'm pretty nervous for this immunity challenge. Given that its a flash game roulette, I fully expect the other returnee tribe to get the highest score, so we have to strategize our point values for each game. I decided to play winterbells since no one else wanted to, but we need to put the lowest value there because I know there's no chance I will win it with people like Monty and Johnny who could end up playing it. If we strategize the points right, we could stay safe as well. I really don't want to vote anyone from our tribe off.

praying jj is the cheater

i was gonna make a real confessional, but ill save it for tomorrow. i'd just like to say i literally look like a CRAZY person scoring 2 billion in winterbells and not thinking it was enough when the other scores were 300k and 2 million. i gtg

YES We've won our third immunity challenge and it feels pretty good. I will say that right now I do feel kinda stagnant because you know we have yet to go to tribal council but yet at the same time I don't want to go. Honestly I've been loving the tribe Michael is truely the only one I question like their whole demanor becuase they felt almost like they where constantly trying to hand off their part of the challenge to literally anyone else but also with Collin mostly because he seems to be coming off kinda................forced is probably the best word for it. Well I don't know till next time ttyl

C7: https://youtu.be/fCmPRxLuFv8 C8: https://youtu.be/HH8tYuHGDFg

Going into tribal tonight SUCKS. I don't want any of us 6 going, but it has to be done. So far the discussion seems to be all about voting Chrissa out. My personal opinion on it is indifferent. Our conversations were pretty short and I was usually the one to initiate it. I feel more bonded with the other players on my tribe. I discussed it with Julian and it looks like that's the plan in execution at the moment. We have an alliance with JJ and I'm not sure if JJ knows yet because he hasn't said anything yet. As for Will, who I consider a really close ally, he had the same thoughts. Basically there's a lot of as long as it isn't me mindsets because it's a really difficult vote. Megan approached me about making a chat with us three together which is pretty interesting. It looks as though I'm in two chats now. One with JJ and Julian and another with Megan and Will. I'd like to think that's a good sign but the only good sign in a game is when the person who everyone said was going home goes home, so fingers crossed.

https://soundcloud.com/collin-vodicka-771937060/enlil-tribe-sucks

So once again, the Enki tribe has slayed the immunity challenges, however, I am one of the weaker people when playing comps. I am predicting a tribe swap next round though, but I'm also prepping for the possibility we have to go to tribal. I have made a really strong bond with Zach, and I am extremely close with Grace. I have started to get to know Adam, and I think Collin likes the "Team Grocery Store" thing we have going on since we are both baggers at grocery stores. I'm not that close with Michael or Cameron, so I wouldn't mind if one of them left if we had to vote someone out. But as of now, I am continuing to serve as a mentor to these new players and trying to give the full truth to them so that I have good relationships with them going forward. Also, last night I discovered a youtube link in the Idol System page of the Tumblr blog. It showed dancing crabs and the URL says "Step One." I did notice however that there were 140 views already when i found it the first time. So I assume someone already knows about the video on my tribe and has figured it out already. But it still does not hurt to try to get an idol. It at least gives me closure and gives me something to do while I let these newbies overplay the game like Zach is. Concerning the future of this game, if there is a tribe swap, I need to figure out how to get in good with these returnees. The newbie players are in a minority, however I am familiar with Megan Julian and JJ. I don't know anyone on the An tribe, but I guess thats the fun in getting to know people. I just have to be as nice as possible and try not to come off as a douche to them because they have played this game before. I haven't. The last thing I want is for people to think I am an entitled asshole. I want to stay civil and let people want to work with me instead of me forcing myself onto them. Finally I have a legit confessional LMFAO

https://youtu.be/ejn4YyJogo0

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POLT6aOiJZs&feature=youtu.be

We won immunity! I was worried for a moment my score wouldn't be good enough cause I hurt my hand a couple days ago so I had to take lots of breaks to ice it. And i mean it was close...between first and second. Like damnnnn they got 0 points. That really has to be a hit to their tribe morale. But speaking of tribe morale, I really feel connected to my tribe. I've had a good time just talking to everyone. I think the person I've talked to the least is Abby but even then I really like her. I think there's a really good chance we swap after tonight's tribal, even though Johnny thinks it'll happen at 16. If we do swap, the person I want most on my tribe is Benji. Obviously since he's been gone from the community for ages, there's nothing linking us together so obviously like playing Malaysia with Isabelle, hosting Johnny in Flops, and hosting Lazio with Monty, not to mention the amount of seasons he hosted me in Pacific Islands (RIP). He's also very personable so I think he could gain us new allies. P.S. Prayer circle for Chrissa and Eric tonight, if I can swap with either one of them that would be a MIRACLE

me in my mesopotamia application: i dont want to end up in a ride-or-die pair. i always get fucked over and do worse than the person im aligned close with. benji: also if i didnt make it clear already you're my #1 in this game and the only way id write your name down is to win like im not going on call with the other tribemates and comparing notes i feel like im a lot more reserved around the others this was the first alliance i made and im sticking to it! me: you're my #1 too! no way i could write your name down either just in case that was not clear oifjeoijrf history repeats itself, baby! honestly its too early to tell if ill meet the same fate as i have in the past with my close 2s/3s (shoutout ash, sara, nick w + christine), but here we are. god as i sent that message i knew immediately it's gonna bite me in the butt later on. like i wasn't lying, i do really trust benji more than anyone else in this game BUT I NEED TO PLAY FOR ME this time! woof.

so i don't wanna talk to my host chat because drew is gonna not be proud of me and that's not okay I knew it from last night and today no one talking to me it's gonna be me no one ever wants me at merge so it's fine I could fight for it but JJ has given up so i guess that's it.

Things are... still good! We continue to do well enough in challenges that all strategic talk has been pretty much confined to agreeing to stay united and get everyone in the tribe as far as we can. It’s been surprisingly relaxed so far.

RIP Chrissa she didn't deserve this 

from chrissa's boot ep https://youtu.be/02a8QiaQG8M

Chrissa voted out 5-1

[benjy-whoisleft]

au: political rivals | do not throw away your shot | anastazie & benjy

It wasn’t close, and Benjy knew it wasn’t going to be. Anastazie had always played her cards masterfully, and a few weeks ago, he saw the Royal Flush laid out on national television.

He’d considered doing it himself, if he was being honest. When his campaign staff asked if there was anything they could use against her, he told them the truth: they decided to pass a confidential file onto their boss as low level staffers. They decided to read it first.

He very pointedly told them not to use it.

Tazie—Senator Dolohov had. They played him as untrustworthy and undisciplined. He was willing to play dirty when he was at the bottom, and it had helped his rise as a Representative, but he had to stop there. No number of statements about it being a mistake he regretted deeply or implications about her working in the office was enough to spin this. Neck and neck polling turned into a landslide victory for her in a matter of days. The most that could be said was he managed to salvage his name. The most that could be said was he stayed in it until the bitter end.

Adding insult to injury, their final rallies were in the same hotel. He knew he needed to address the crowd that gathered to support him in the second floor ballroom, still there despite it all. He almost wished it was a surprise, that he hadn’t felt his heart break when he told his speech writer to hand off the acceptance speech and focus on the concession. 

He would handle it with grace, but first, he needed a drink.

He looked up from the hotel bar, jacket off and glass solidly in his hand only to see her walk by. He couldn’t imagine her alone at a time like this. Wasn’t victory supposed to be surrounded by people?

“Congratulations, Senator,” Benjy called through thinly veiled bitterness. “You fought a good, clean race. You deserve it.” He wanted her to come over. He didn’t know what he was going to say yet, but he hoped the bartender had the decency to vacate and let him have an honest chat with his longterm rival who’d thoroughly and completely beat his ass. The technical term.

@tazie-whoisleft​

[fort27-blog]

After training exercises with Team B, it was time for an evening of their regular routines. Annie and Artwin had taken up building their robot as a daily hobby, and with Artwin learning about the parts in planes and Annie deconstructing and reconstructing various tech the team will use on the future missions, they were making huge headway in creating... something. Honestly, neither of them have any plans for what the robot will be, they just knew that it would be a robot and it’d be cool.

Roy hung out with the prior Team N, playing video games and writing with Phil when everyone decided to disband to do something quieter. Martha was reading and studying something about demon classes, while Evie was building her half-car-half-motorcycle in the workshop. Phil was working on an article about the islands and Roy was updating their blog and writing on music forums.

Taylor was hanging out with the offence trio; they had no missions for a while so they could hang out all evening. they generally played board games and chatted between aggressively throwing around the monopoly table. They think that Benji won. He was the banker.

Jacob and Kenneth chatted about their daughters, reminiscing about the times when Roe was young, and how different the two were when she was Dawn’s age. Ay and Grace played with her on the floor of the cafeteria as they regularly do, irritating Matt since they were making a mess of the floor. He can’t do much about that, but he will sure as hell be annoyed about it.

A timer went off and Grace and Ay headed to the kitchen to cook up the fort’s dinner, and Dawn wanted to help, so Jacob helped her into an apron and taught her how to cut the bell peppers for the meal, then when they were all cut, she wanted to cut up a carrot or two, which wasn’t a problem. She seems to like cooking but definitely isn’t ready to use fire anytime soon.

The fort came flooding into the hall for dinner, and all grouped together on one table to chat and laugh together. They complimented Dawn’s cutting and the chef’s cooking.

Since it was dark and rainy outside, Grace, Ay, and Matt discussed something quietly while everyone was enjoying the food and then announced that there can be a breadmaking session in the hall today after everything’s cleaned away. The teens were excited, and Dawn and Lionel, even more so. Tori decided to join in, too, as well as some others. At the same time, there was a Halloween decoration session hosted by Annie going on at the same time, so they split up the tables into two and laid out the equipment, ingredients and recipe cards for everyone. On the other table, card and glue and paints and pens. Some weren’t sure which to choose, but the night was long so they could do both. Annie decided to join in with the breadmaking since most of them decided to do that first anyway.

Needless to say, the canteen-turned-bakery smelled absolutely delicious, and as they made their Halloween decorations they were wafted with the great smells of cornbread, rye, white, and milk bread.

Ay organised some sups they can dip their freshly made bread into and helped Grace take them out of the oven as they were cutting and sticking. Loaves of bread with a few slices cut, and little pieces of paper with the person who made it’s name on sat on the other table. Their second dinner, let’s say, went down very well, even to the most hard-hearted grumps like Kendra.

With stomachs full of delicious food, the fort settled for the evening, playing one more game or finishing one more chapter before heading to their dorms and settling down for the night.

[lennoxfraser-blog]

ooc week: day six

Your first RP: wow... it was an asylum/mental illness rp called Preston. they were so popular when i joined the rp world that i didn’t even think about it or how it might be a bit problematic. it was actually a really great rp though - i met so many people, learned how to roleplay, and found my feet. for anyone who’s old school OL, that’s where i met kiel :} (kiel was the first admin of OL way back in the day)

Other RPs you were in: so after Preston, i came to OL as a player. then Preston closed and OL became my only roleplay, so i joined a marauders rp (i can’t remember the name... but it was huge at the time? i’m sure someone else has probably joined it rip) as benji fenwick. i dropped out bc it got super cliquey, and then i kept on w/ OL. when OL closed for a while, i was already in an rp at the time called Affluenza (which is where i met tara !!! hello !!), but it closed, then i started up OL again w/ em and here we are. i joined a marauders rp after OL opened where i played regulus black, but it closed really quickly. i haven’t been in many or at least they didn’t last for long - OL has been my only constant.

Your first character: oh god my heart is aching. his name was pearce williams, and his FC was lee pace, and honestly..... i’ve spent the rest of my roleplay life chasing that high of being pearce. he was a sad boy who was really big (all my characters are tall... i think i’m overcompensating bc i’m short) and he was a romantic in love w/ kiel’s character. i loved him, i still do.

Your favourite character that you’ve ever RP’d as: i’m not sure. i love my character named levi because he was a challenge for me, and he’s tied to really nice memories with tara. i loved keller (from first OL) though - he was problematic as hell in hindsight, but i feel like i made him with my own two hands, so i loved him.

Your favourite FC to use: matt daddario is Providing for me... he’s cured my crops and fed my family... he’s got a good range of gifs and the fact that shadowhunters is still airing is helping a lot. but lee pace is my #identity tbh

FCs you have used: wow okay. lee pace, andrew garfield, emma stone (RIP grace), xavier samuel, tom sturridge. (i don’t really play females rip)

FCs that have been absolutely ruined for you (no offense intended to anyone playing them right now though): tyler posey. aaron taylor-johnson. candice swanepool. all for very different reasons lol

Your dream RP/an RP you’d like to join or make: i don’t want to give away spoilers but i’m already................ in the works of one of my dreams ;) other than that, i’ve love to make/join the ultimate marauders rp - set in the wide world of the wizarding world and battles and duels adn deception.

Do you prefer to admin or be a player? i find it hard to give up worrying when i’m just a player - even if it’s a good roleplay, i worry about being a burden to the admin or that i’m doing something wrong or that i’ve overstepped. i’m probably more comfortable being an admin in that case so that i just worry about everyone else and not myself lol.

What personality type do you think you play best? the cold, dead characters tbh. i think i can do cold/reserved/sarcastic okay, but i need all my characters to have a heart underneath. if they’re an asshole for an asshole’s sake, i really struggle to get into their character. 

A character (or character type) you’d like to play in the future: someone cruel tbh like a death eater. i’ve dabbled as being regulus, but he’s hardly a death eater when he’s at hogwarts - so i’d like to play someone badass and cruel and savage, just to see if i could.

Do you think your writing has improved through roleplaying? 100%. the first time i ever roleplayed, i was amazed at how well everyone else wrote and i didn’t think i was good enough to even be there. reading people’s paras and threads is so educational for me - whether it’s a nice turn of phrase or a string of words that someone’s used, i love reading and learning and expanding my own vocabulary. it’s also a great way to see how other people reason their character’s thoughts and actions, which is helpful to an author.

Gif chats or paras? paras D: i feel like there isn’t enough development or progress in gif chats - the space doesn’t allow it. give me a good para where i can read your character’s thoughts for 98% of it lol

Open starters or planned threads? i think some great things can come from open starters, but i much prefer planned threads where we can talk through what we want to happen and what we’re both going to get out of it!

A memorable roleplay moment: hm... operation:riot in OL was important to me, just because it felt monumental and new to me as a roleplayer. it was a hefty task to organise but em and i both felt as though it paid off afterward, and we slept for a week. but honestly, every time i’m able to pull off a surprise event in the roleplay by plotting and planning with some players behind the scenes has been a great moment, mostly because i know it feels good to them to see it go off well, and for the surprise of the players who didn’t know.

Have you made any friendships through roleplaying? i feel as though i’ve made a lot of friends - people that i don’t talk to anyone more are still friendships that i treasure. i made great friends at my first rp, i made great friends through OL, and i met tara. i’ve loved getting to know people and writing together, and honestly seeing people grow up/do new things/achieve their dreams while we roleplay in the background is amazing.

Why did you start roleplaying, and why do you continue to roleplay? i started when i was out of hospital and sick, so i had nothing to do. i was also pretty depressed at that time, and roleplaying gave me something to look forward to, as well as friendships that helped get me back up off the ground. i continued because i honestly don��t know how to stop - i love the idea of being a character and getting into their head; i think RPing is addictive, and once you start, you can’t ever really let it go. even when i stopped RPing for like 6 months/a year, i still thought about it a lot.